Ichigo looked down coldly at the corpse of the older werewolf, no body would have thought that somebody younger would bit this strong. Ichigo didn't regret killing his maker as well, this way he wasn't bound to the other, could roam freely. Turning he started the changing process, letting bones break and reform, claws grew and hair covered his body until all that was left was a large wolf. The orange brown fur shone in the moonlight as Ichigo bounded off, into his freedom. The male remembered only little of his time as a human, it had been a few years ago after all…all he could remember was black and red. Coming to a skidding halt Ichigo sat down and looked up at the moon, howling out loudly at the nearly full moon. Only a few days…Now that he was free of his maker Ichigo knew he'd go into heat and find his mate. Only a few days left of loneliness.

Roaming the dark streets, a man whose most striking features were his bold tattoos and flaming long locks, was looking for a drink. And not alcohol, he was looking for blood. Only being about two years old, he needed substance more than others to survive and slack his thirst otherwise he would end up killing people. Renji had found a particularly young one, just old enough to get into the nightlife and have the legal age status to go along with it. Sniffing the air, he scented the blood pounding through the female's veins and arteries as well as the illicit alcohol that was mixed in it. He could hear the heartbeat, the dull thumping. She was most likely heading home by herself, her friends gone off with new found friends. Swift as lighting, and just as silent, he glided over to her and closed the distance between them in a matter of seconds. She only had time to look back and her eyes widened in fear before his mouth was her neck. Struggling ceased as she got caught up in the heady feeling of endorphins swimming throughout her system to block out the initial pain of his bite. Taking just enough to sustain him, about a pint, Renji picked her up and carried her to the nearest lighted area where she would be safe for the short period of time it would take her to awaken, and feeling lightheaded along with two new marks, continue on her way home. After leaving her, he returned to his hideaway, an apartment in the seedy part of the city.

Ichigo was getting restless, and he just couldn't find a right position to lie in. The bed was to warm, but to cold as well. He felt as if having a fever, twisting and turning as he felt lightheaded. Tonight was the night, the night he'd find his mate, Ichigo was sure of it. Ichigo's consciousness shot down, howling out loudly as his body went through a painful change, the full moon made his fur paler, his eyes the deepest black with golden. A heady scent came from him, but not strong enough for a human to notice, it was the calling for an immortal. Before Ichigo even knew it his paws were moving, jumping from roof to roof as he followed his gut feeling.

Upon reaching his small two roomed apartment, he slipped inside, unlock and relocking the door as he went. He knew he could take care of anything that might choose to visit him at night, the reflex was something left over from when he had been human. Sometimes he still wished he was human because maybe then…maybe he wouldn't be alone now. Renji's maker had been a very wise man though he tended to turn those who were lost in life into his playthings. Having endured a year of torture, being forced to torture innocents, he had gone into a rage and ripped the man's head off. He had had the awesome strength of a young vampire but he had caught his maker off guard which was mainly why he had succeeded. Now, working as a bartender and occasional dancer if he felt like it, he had managed to scrape together a meager existence but it was enough. Part of him, the human feelings and memories that he still possessed, urged him to keep living. Otherwise, he could have refused to eat and allowed himself to wither away. Renji's will was strong enough that he could accomplish this if he wished, yet he hadn't. Moving deeper into his haven, he passed the eating area and tiny living room which he rarely used, heading for his bedroom and lounging in his bed as he listened to music. His tastes were so widely spaced, it included a little bit of everything except country and opera.

Howling out once again Ichigo's large head suddenly turned and he came to a skidding stop, blinking as he cocked his head sideways. What was this amazing scent? Who was producing it? He wanted the person...gods, he wanted that person...Before he knew it Ichigo was already moving, jumping down from the roof and growling as he heard a scream, ignoring the screaming women even though he was hungry he dashed into an alley, through and through before he stopped in front of a house. This was the place, here it was...He howled happily, tail wagging as he busted through the door, following his nose and panting like a happy dog almost as he moved through the house, past a living room and kitchen before entering a bedroom and placing his front paws on the bed, taking a deep breath to take in the scent.

The sound of heavy foot falls were slightly different from anything he had heard before. Figuring someone was just running to get home, he closed his eyes merely listening to the sounds of the night since he had no other reason to be out and about. He hadn't been scheduled to work today so relaxing seemed a good way to spend it. But instead of fading away, the sound became louder until the cracking of wood alerted him to someone trying to enter. Renji's eyes, the chocolate cherry depths shining in the moonlight coming through his bare window, were wide laid in his bed ready for whoever was coming. The barest hint of a smell hit him and he nearly staggered in shock. It brought back feelings and emotions from a time he had never thought to experience again but the scent was mixed with another that caused him to bare his teeth instinctively. Feeling a shift in movement on the side of his bed nearest the door, he shifted into a crouch, the movements so fast it was nearly blurred to normal vision, and was faced with a wolf. An orange one to be exact, who was looking at him. The orange hair gave rise to mental images of an extremely attractive man, whom he had once been with and had possessed that same hair color.

Ichigo growled lowly as he saw the to fast for a human movement, teeth bared as he rose himself up further, fearlessly getting closer, powerful hind legs pushed the large body up and fully on the bed, growling once again. Then it hit him, the memories and he staggered a bit eyes wider. "Renji." Was heard in an animalistic rough voice before Ichigo growled again. The scent was that of his mate, he was sure, such a delicious scent, but it was mixed with that of a vampire, something he despised, why he didn't know though.

Warily watching the other, he couldn't help but feel the faint ray of hope that had bloomed when the orange wolf had entered his bedroom. The closer he got, for he could tell the gender by scent, he stayed crouched, ready for an attack and return the favor or flee if this wolf proved too strong for him. This being his first encounter with a werewolf, he wasn't sure how to respond and his maker hadn't helped in that area at all. He had simply told him of their existence but nothing else. Not the edge of disgust he felt as he looked upon the furred being. The sound of his name, spoken in a guttural tone that reflected his visage, he still heard a hint of a voice that was still familiar to him. Even after these past years. "Ichigo?" Renji ventured, the ray of hope became brighter, but he still held back. "What…" His voice trailed off since he wasn't sure what to say.

Hearing his name being spoken by the vampire Ichigo moved. His body quickly and a paw with sharp claws pressed down on Renji's chest, pushing him onto his back and standing on all force above him, paw still on the redheads chest. He moved his muzzle down and traced his wet nose over Renji's neck, nuzzling behind his ear and seemingly shuddering from the scent that filled his senses, so delirious...yet with an edge.

Eyes staring, he was wide eyed as he was pushed back onto the bed, his back meeting the clean and slightly rumpled sheets. The strength behind that paw…it would be frightening if he hadn't been so powerful himself but he was still in shock that this was Ichigo. His love that had disappeared years ago and left him. Renji had wondered why the other man had left, no he had agonized over it. His every waking moment had been filed with thoughts of Ichigo and what had become of him until the red haired man had lost the will to go on. He had been sitting in a dark alley, curled around himself and wishing for death when he had met the man who made him vampire. Now that Ichigo was here, a werewolf no less, was stunning though he felt his body respond to the touch of the cold nose on his neck, the nuzzling behind his ear. Heading tilting to the side, his body arched for contact though the vampire side of him was retaliating at this act of submission, and to a werewolf made it all the more intolerable.

Ichigo let out a keening sound, the werewolf in him was debating whether or not to tear the vampire in pieces or dominate him and put him on his place. Ichigo was remembering things though, that he was taken when on the way towards Renji, his boyfriend at that time, how angry he'd been, how ashamed he was, how afraid that he'd hurt the redhead, and therefore he never went to him, and eventually forgot as the werewolf in him got more control. His paw curled a bit, sharp nails digging into the clothing and flesh underneath him as his tail curled around a thigh and parted the legs of the vampire below.

Stifling the part of him that was arguing heavily against this, he instead focused on what was happening around him. A shiver danced over his skin as he heard the sound that came from the werewolf above him and licked his lips. Renji was watching the form above him with half lidded eyes, a shade darker than normal. His body was awake for the first time in what felt like centuries even though it hadn't been nearly that long. He hadn't had a relationship after Ichigo was gone nor had he felt the urge to start one. Ichigo would always remain in his heart and mind as the person he cared for, loved. Hissing as claws tore through his shirt and raked his chest, he still bucked upwards and allowed his legs to be spread.

A shuddered raked through Ichigo's body and the fur of his body started to fall away, disappearing as it fell from his body, he howled out, clearly pain ringing through as bones broke and regrew, his entire body structure changing back to that of a human. Yet his eyes still held something wild, his canines were longer than normal and his voice was rough when he spoke. "Renji." He said again, chocolate brown eyes focusing on the male below him.

Mesmerized by the transformation, he watched with intense curiosity as the entire structure of the wolf above him change to that of a man. The man he had fallen for. Those milk chocolate eyes were closer to that of dark chocolate now but the shock of orange hair was the same. Ichigo's voice was lower and had a more gravelly tone to it than before as he spoke his name in his human form. "Yes Ichigo?" His voice was silk when compared to the rough tone of the other, his vampire nature giving him a more seductive aura and features to go along with it to ease the way when obtaining a meal. Renji was a bit apprehensive about what was happening, he was sure that Ichigo had changed, and where this would go but eager as well.

"I'm gonna mate ya now..." He warned, eyes ranking over the beauty below him. Renji was the same as he had always been, paler...and those tattoos looked near demonic. Renji was looked so seductive...and the scent...fuck...Gripping Renji's shoulders her flipped him around, yanked him up on all fours before pressing against Renji, biting down hard into Renji's shoulder and letting his straining erection press against the males thigh. It was really Renji...Ichigo felt stupid, he could have known his body and heart would have chosen this male to mate.

The words had barely filtered through his mind before his was tossed around like a rag doll onto his hands and knees. Mate? Renji's body had gone stiff at those words underneath the other male, his mind frozen. He would be Ichigo's mate?! How the fuck- His thinking was cut short as a warm body pressed against his, the musky scent coming off Ichigo sent a thrill through his body. Ichigo was more feral than he had been as a human, much more forceful but the vampire couldn't find it in himself to resist. As he felt teeth pierce his shoulder, marking him he knew, he involuntarily growled, deep in his chest and it had none of the silkiness his voice had held before. "Shit!" He said this while pressing backwards and rubbing his ass against an erection that he hadn't noticed before, but boy did he notice it then. The vampire could feel an answering stirring in his pants, his cock hardening.

Ichigo growled against the flesh in his mouth and bit down harder, thrusting his hips against Renji's as he moaned. Ichigo pulled back momentarily to bite his tongue to make it bleed, dragging it over the wound on Renji's shoulder and mixing their blood before turning and moving to kiss him, prying his lips open to shove his bleeding tongue inside. His hands slid down then, one to hold Renji's hip as the other guided his cock. It wasn't about love, or care, the only think on Ichigo's mind was that he HAD to mate Renji. He pressed the head against Renji's tight asshole growling before finally slipping inside and whining out, eyes closed firmly as he felt the tightness wrap around his sensitive dick.

It was all happening so fast, faster than he could think about it, so he just reacted as his instincts bid. Hissing as the teeth in his shoulder dug deeper, he sighed as they were removed to be replaced with more moisture. By sniffing, he knew it was Ichigo's blood and that he was mixing his with his own and knowing instinctively why. The sudden kiss caught Renji off guard as a bleeding tongue forced its way into his mouth but soon he was kissing back, sucking on the slick muscle to get at the blood, hungry for it. He wasn't sure when his pants had been torn down, maybe he had done it himself for all he knew, but he felt himself be penetrated, rough and without preparation. He would bet he was bleeding but blood seemed to be a natural component of mating, since there was so much blood already, what was a little more? Pain still coursed through him and he ignored the pain and focused on the kiss they were sharing while pushing his hips back in an effort to get the other to move, hands clutching the bed sheets. The pain would be more bearable once a pace was set.

Ichigo pulled out before pressing back inside, grunting into the kiss they shared before pulling back and muttering a rough. "Sorry." Ichigo rested his head against Renji's shoulder, his hips working up a pace. In and out, in and out. His hand kept on clutching Renji's hips, the force would have destroyed a human. Ichigo was glad Renji could take it, that he didn't have to hold back on his powerful thrusts. But boy, in a corner of his mind Ichigo felt damned guilty, hurting his /love/ like this. The moon pulled for him again and Ichigo howled, even in his human form, groaning in pain as he forced down the change and focused on fucking Renji.

Hearing the apology through the fog of lust that was enveloping him, he just shook his head that he had heard and groaned as Ichigo moved in and out of his abused and bleeding hole. Feeling a weight on his shoulder, he moaned loudly when his prostate was hit. Hungrily, the red head pushed back to meet each thrust of the werewolf's hips, to feel that blinding pleasure again. The force behind each thrust was enough to nearly send him face first into his bed but he resisted and was able to keep himself upright. Renji was glad he wasn't human at a time like this since he could have been ripped apart quite easily if the hands on his hips were anything to go by. The howl that came from Ichigo's throat was haunting leaving him shuddering as he moaned and groaned below the other.

"Fuck fuck fuck.." Ichigo moaned, nuzzling into Renji's neck as he moaned out and picked up the pace. He didn't build it up though, he just suddenly started thrusting at an inhuman pace, sweat damping his body and sliding down. "Fuck shit, yer so fucking good.." He spoke a bit incoherently.

Renji would agreed with him if he could have gotten a word out in between his moans which were so loud the neighbors were probably wishing they had chosen a different place to live if they had known some loud sex would be occurring just next door without any warning and in the middle of the night. "Shit," he growled as the pace turned from slow to haphazardly fast, Ichigo pulling out and pushing back inside in a matter of seconds. Nails digging into the fabric of his sheets, the sound of tearing cloths was added to the flurry of noises surrounding them. His skin was still cool, not having the fully functioning body of a human when it came to sweating but his rock hard cock was working well enough. Almost too well since he was going to reach his limit any second. "Ichi…! I'm gonna-" Barely having to time to say those words, his cum came in long white threads that messed his sheets and his abdomen.

Ichigo chocked on his breathing as he felt just how tight Renji became, the intoxicating scent changing just a bit and pulling him closer towards his own orgasm. His hips bucked near desperately, pulling Renji's spent body close to his own and breathing harshly against his pale white skin. "Fuck, me too." he growled out, voice going back to that rough feral tone as he moaned out and came deep inside of Renji. Letting his body rest against Renji nuzzling his shoulder blade and enjoying the mark on Renji's shoulder. The full moon with crossed blades in it. One blade brought and large with a white ribbon on it, the other small and graceful, a short chain connected to the hilt.

Not aware of what the mark on his shoulder looked like, he didn't much care about that at the moment. His body felt heavy even as Ichigo came inside him, he was falling forward into his bed, bringing his lover and now mates, with him. Renji could feel the beginnings of a dull throbbing ache in his ass but was more important right now was rest. "How exciting, our first meeting in years," he said, somewhat sarcastically but the tone of it was affectionate.

Ichigo pulled out and nuzzled the center of Renji's back, between his shoulder blades before sliding down and lapping at the bruise on Renji's hip, licking it completely before pushing Renji's legs apart and licking up his thighs cleaning him up before poking his tongue out and pressing it against abused ass hole, cleaning away the blood and semen. Right now his werewolf side solemnly focused on caring for his mate, ignoring the fact that this mate was a vampire. He didn't say anything in return to Renji, not having the need to talk as he only wanted to take care of Renji.

Wincing a bit as Ichigo pulled out, he still felt relaxed and satisfied. He'd always felt like that with him before everything had happened so Renji was glad it was still like that between them even with their differences. As the other man nuzzled his back and shoulder's, his body was warmed a bit due to the contact but as the touch traveled lower and a tongue began to venture over his thighs, the vampire could feel his body respond again even though he was too tired at the moment to do anything about it. And then he felt something prodding is entrance and jerked, shocked, but it felt soothing on the abused flesh and simply lay there as Ichigo cleaned him.

Ichigo really liked cleaning up Renji's body, especially his entrance, because there the scent was the strongest, the scent of Renji and himself combined, and Ichigo couldn't help but love that scent. "Horny bitch..." He whispered in that growling voice before clearing his throat. "But that's all you'll get for tonight." His voice sounded alot clearer now. Ichigo pulled back and pulled a blanket up over Renji's body to tuck him in.

"I've waited for you these past years, I think I can wait again," Renji said, chuckling at the horny bitch comment. Rolling over onto his back, he felt Ichigo tuck the covers around his spent body. "Are you going to stay?" There was no demanding or pleading tone to the read head's voice, he knew that after what had occurred, they were bonded now. He would have liked the other to stay but it wasn't necessary and besides, he was used to being alone.

Ichigo shook his head before his face filled with pain and he gritted his teeth. "The moons calling..." He looked up at the ceiling as if he could see the moon that way and howled out then another time but painful as the change started again. The large wolf body that replaced his looked down at the vampire, growling before licking his cheek and jumping off, stretching his body and looking at Renji for a moment then simply left. Out of the city, into the woods and up on the mountain where he howled out at the moon, then grinned as he dashed into the woods again, time to kill.

Watching him leave, he touched the spot where he had been licked. Chuckling to himself, Renji was quite happy at the moment. He sensed that his mate would need to leave and had accepted it since there wasn't anything he could do to prevent it anyway. He reached over and turned on his radio to a classical station and listened, lulled into a deep relaxing state by the music which wasn't marred by words. He could wait for Ichigo to come back or, if he sensed something was wrong, track him.