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Hello, and welcome to Power-of-all's collection of M rated stories. Each chapter is from different stories that I have written.

This first one is the last chapter to Poor sick Ichigo. If you are offended by death and gore, then you probably don't want to continue reading this chapter.

*Note*This story is in Ichigo's first person view.

I narrowly avoided Kish's first slash, which caused him to lose his footing for a second. That was all it took me to jump behind him and pin his arms to his side.

"LET GO OF ME ICHIGO! I have to kill you, but don't worry...I will kill myself shortly afterward." Kish yelled with a note of hysteria in his voice.

I just held his arms against his side. This is bad, I thought. If he continues like this, then I'm dead! I will never see Aoyama-kun again! With that in mind, I found the strength to throw Kish to the ground and keep his arms pinned down.

"Kish, listen to me!" I screamed at Kish, who was now kicking and trying to bite my hands. "I am here, please just calm down!"

For a second, I thought my words had no effect on him. But, then Kish stopped struggling, and said with a grin, "Fooled you, didn't I?"

For a moment, I was confused. "WHAT?!?" I yelled. Instead of trying to kill me, he wanted me to get VERY close to him, and unfortunately for me, my face was only two centimeters away from his. Before I could protest or get away, one of his arms broke free from my grip and got behind my head. He pushed down with his arm and went forward with his face.

"Mmmmmm!!!" I tried to cry out. Kish didn't say anything but continued the kiss.

My left hand tried to slap him, but he caught it and held it at my side. My position was awkward, but I was trying to get released from this deep kiss.

I thought after a few minutes, Kish would let me go, but he kept his mouth firmly attached to mine. I finally realized he wanted me to return the kiss, so I regretfully gave myself over to the kiss. I have to say, even though he was my enemy, if kisses were a key to expression, then he kissed with the passion of a lover.

After several minutes of this making out, he finally let go and I unsteadily got to my feet. I felt lightheaded, but at the same time, amazingly good. Kish stayed where he was, so I just went over to one side of the cell and sat by myself.

It was hard to imagine that earlier, we were fighting to the death. I took a few deep breaths to calm my speedy heart, and before long I nodded off.

I awoke to the sound of boots softly scraping against the floor. As I opened my eyes, I saw a flash of light, which was the light reflecting off of Kish's psi sword.

I rolled sideways, but unfortunately not fast enough, because the sword cut open my arm. As I cried out in pain, I saw Kish turn towards me with an insane look on his face.

"K....Kish?" I whimpered. I have never felt this type of pain before. I felt like....well like someone had just slashed half my skin off of my arm.

Kish started to chuckle, then laugh at my position. As he laughed, my vision started to blur. Oh, no! I thought. He didn't mean what he had said earlier, it was just a setup to get me to lower my guard.

Unfortunately, it worked. I no longer could use my arm, and I knew that unless I got immediate medical attention, I would bleed to death.

I used that thought to get to my feet and yell at Kish, "Kish, STOP IT! I'M SORRY FOR HURTING YOU!"

My words had the same impact as if I had said nothing. Kish went berserk and made a lunge at me. I tried to dodge, but I wasn't fast enough.

I felt the psi sword go through my stomach, and before I could scream, he slashed upwards, finishing me off. As I fell down, I saw Kish smile, then cut his own throat. The last thing that went through my mind was that I would never see Aoyama-kun again.

A lot sadder, don't you think? This is a coin tossed decision...literally.