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“ Humans who can’t even see me aren’t worth my time, I don’t trust shinigami, and other hollows are only good for food. That leaves humans that can see me and I doubt you’d like me playing with your little friends.” Not that he cared much for that, but he didn’t want the King bitching at him either, so he left them be. “ Isn’t it though? ‘m part of ya. If I killed a shinigami who would they blame?”

He wouldn’t, of course, but the point still stood. 

Shrugging, he moved to occupy Ichigo’s bed, curling on top of the blankets in a patch of sunlight from the window. “ Sit in the sun. ‘m sick of that empty blueness and when it’s not rainin’ ‘s usually cloudy. Why stay in there when I could be warm? ”

“ oh. “ ichigo kind of stared blankly at his hollow, who was totally enjoying himself on the bed that didn’t even belong to him in the first place. “ well, it is true you don’t really have a lot of options. & it’s not that i’d hate you being around my friends, i just don’t ... “ the teen paused, realizing what he was about to say wasn’t any better. 

“ if you asked, i’d consider bringing them over if you’re so bored. “ he decided to ignore the comment about who the soul society would blame if his hollow had gone & killed someone. “ you know, you could sit in any sun patch in any place & it’d feel the same right ? i think we may even have a heater or two around if we looked hard enough. “ was he try to get zangetsu to stay ? he wasn’t sure, but it just came out of him without much thought. 

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“ is that so ? i wasn’t aware you hated interacting that much ... & hey, it’s not my job to babysit you ! “ he knew of zangetsu’s dislikes before, of course, but he always pinned him as the wild type. unpredictable. aggressive. savage at times. ichigo sighed, wondering if this was just him projecting. what did he actually know?

he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head as he looked at zangetsu. maybe this was a good time to be used. “ so uh ... what do you like to do on your wanders? or at least, why do you take them ? “

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Amusement coiled in his chest as watched his King’s own amusement turn towards fluster. How easy it was to rile him up. Not that it was a bad thing—quite the contrary for him at least. It was highly entertaining. 

Ignoring the mumbles—for if Ichigo truly believed that nonsense, he wouldn’t be mumbling it in the first place—the Zanpakuto simply tilted his head and smiled at his wielder. Making a show of running his tongue over his lips and bared teeth, he leaned forward,  “ Don’t worry, Ichigo~ If I really wanted to eat your soul, I woulda already done it. ‘m just acknowledging the fact you’re strong. ”

Oh his poor king. If only he knew. Snickering to himself, the hollow muttered,  “ You have no idea… ” 

Eyes glittering in excitement for having gotten this far with his plan, he paused for a moment as if in contemplation. Looking down to trace patterns on the bedsheets, he began,  “ Well… y’know ‘m not exactly good at stayin’ warm… and it’s awfully cold out… ” Glancing up now, with wide eyes, he patted the bed next to him,  “ Keep me warm for a while? ”

“ see, that’s the problem. your reassurance mean about nothing to me whenever you say it like that ... “ he caught only a little bit of what zangetsu mumbled, but not enough to try & guess what it was. however, he was more worried about what his hollow was going to ask him. when it was revealed to be only a request to keep him warm, ichigo sighed, letting the anxiety bubble down. the request overall was not terrible, yet it still shocked the shinigami.

glancing over at his homework then back to zangetsu, he huffed a little before giving in. god, all he wanted to do was lay on his bed & drift off to sleep ( contrary to that statement, he grabbed his homework sheet & brought it with him ), so he sat where his other half indicated. at that point, he couldn’t bare to look at him. it was embarrassing and he could feel his face heat up. ichigo tried to distract himself from the experience by working on his schoolwork again.

“ there, i did what you wanted. now, humor me & tell me what you decided to eat in my inner world. “ 

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“ Oh dear King, afraid of me? Really? Of all people? Your own Zanpakuto? ” he feigned a hurt look briefly before flashing Ichigo a broad grin. “ Smart choice~ ” He let out a brief chuckle. Of course, Zangetsu would always prefer an alert and at least mildly suspicious wielder to a dead one after all. 

“ Why shouldn’t I talk about how delicious your soul is though? You should know it well enough already. You’re strong. ” There was a note of pride in his voice. To be wielded to someone as strong as his king, though? What sword wouldn’t feel pride? 

“ Tch, no. Though not for lack of trying… ” The jerk wouldn’t even let him have a nibble… Stupid damn blut veine… Before he could work himself up about the past, he remembered the whole purpose of this ‘game’ in the first place. He grinned, “ Unfortunately for ya, since you got it wrong, you’re all out of guesses… Buuuut since I’m so benevolent… I wouldn’t mind tellin’ ya if you do me a favor~ ”

he’s heard that sarcasm many times before, which is why he chuckled when his hollow reached his conclusion. he would certainly agree with the sentiment that there was no harm in doubting, although he wouldn’t say he completely distrusted his zanpakuto spirit ( it would be too problematic at that point ). in fact, he apparently trusted him enough for him to stay in his bedroom.

ichigo couldn’t help a light blush forming at the compliment ( or at least what he thought was one ), mumbling about how his strength had definitely caused more problems than it was worth. “ it still doesn’t mean you have to talk about eating it. “ no, he didn’t comment on the hint of pride he detected. the embarrassment was bad enough.

“ i suppose not everybody would like their flesh bitten off, huh? “ or anybody. ichigo tilted his head at zangetsu, wondering what exactly he wanted. benevolent, sure. was he seriously curious enough to do whatever he asked? wouldn’t hurt to try. 

“ depends on what you want. “

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It wasn’t exactly warm without a heat source ( Ichigo ) in the bed with him, but it was comfortable enough. Soft blankets and cushy pillows made it more appealing than anywhere else in the house. Zangetsu could feel his wielder’s gaze upon him as he nuzzled into the blankets and he sensed a note of envy in the teen’s mood. 

Well, it wasn’t his fault Ichigo was so goddamn tired. The idiot should just go to sleep. Mmm… maybe he could ‘persuade’ him to come and warm up the bed somehow with this little ‘game’. 

“ Heh, yes an’ no. ” Chuckling, he stretched out on the bed before rolling over and cuddling into the blanket once more. “As delicious as your reiatsu is…” he trailed off for a moment, licking his lips as he did so. “ Absorbing it from your inner world never really did much to… fill me up, I guess. Not enough to smother the hollowness. Since ya weren’t completely wrong though, I’ll give ya another guess. ”

watching zangetsu get comfortable really made him reconsider his life decisions. was life always this nice for him ( even if his whole life was being trapped in his head )? ichigo huffed & rethought about the answer. if it wasn’t his reiatsu, then would else would it be? however, his entire train of thought came to a halt when he caught the bastard licking his lips. 

“ oi, don’t go talking about how delicious my reiatsu is when i’m right here. i don’t want to be questioning my safety right now. “ ichigo looked off the side before rolling his eyes at the other’s attitude. “ how benevolent, zangetsu. i’ll surely be in your favor in the future. “ he couldn’t help quirking up his lips in a tiny grin. much better than homework.

still, what else could he have eaten? “ i suppose your only other source would be from the old man. i can’t imagine there’d be much else. “  

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as zangetsu settled down on the bed, ichigo peered over at him, moving & threading his pencil through his fingers. it was true that he had no where else to go ( no one would take in a hollow willingly other than him ), but ichigo had always thought he’d just wander around. he returned his attention to his work, scribbling in random answers to at least have something down on the page. though, who was he trying to fool?

the teenager rubbed at his eyes, feeling them being weighed down by his eyelids. briefly, he envied zangetsu’s ability to do what he wanted with his free time -- even if they included hunting & bugging him. he leaned back against his chair & then placed his arm over the head of the chair to stare at his hollow enjoying his bed ( what he would give to do just that ).

“ huh? you think i’m going to be able to guess? “ ichigo asked, raising an eyebrow at him. still, he wouldn’t mind a guessing game. it would take this mind off things. “ there’s not really a lot of options ... i always assumed you just fed off my reishi while you were in there. “

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In another life, his King would have been right. Hueco Mundo was all but a buffet, overflowing with delicious souls for him to lay claim to and devour. Perilous as it could be, ordinarily he was confident in his capabilities and strength to disregard the risk entirely. To see it less as a threat and more as a challenge. A thrill. 

Yet in this state… Weakened as he was, it was impossible to ignore such things as the risks that came with going to that place. 

That wasn’t to say he would rather stay in the human world. This place was disgusting. Loud and complicated and full of humans… The very thought of staying in such a strange world, surrounded on all sides by humans so weak they couldn’t even see a Plus…. It unsettled him. It turned his stomach.

Neither worlds were very good options for him…

From the look on his King’s face, he assumed that neither option was very appealing to him either… It wasn’t surprising. As big as the human world was, Ichigo never ventured very far from that town he called his home He supposed it had to do with the familiarity of it or something similar… 

“ Mmm… ” he hummed noncommittally. “ That’s true, but… ‘s not like there’s anything there ya could eat. Ya may be in spirit form but that doesn’t mean ya get a pass on that stuff. ‘specially with yer high reiatsu and all… ” No need to talk about his own reservations about staying there when there were perfectly good logistical reasons to point out.

it seemed shirosaki seemed to agree with his own sentiments about each world, which was both a relief && a curse. the more they talked about it, the more impossible it became to choose. letting out a long sigh, ichigo leaned his head back against the wall, staring at the ceiling as if it would give him some answers ( not that he’ll ever get any ).

all he knew was that any of those options were better than staying here, in the middle of soul society, among the people who were so interested in his power. that thought made him look back to his hollow. ❝ being connected to me must really be hard for you, huh? sorry, ❞ ichigo muttered, knowing that there was nothing he could apologize for. they’ve been connected even before his birth && none of them had any part in that. 

❝ i don’t have anything to eat here, either. i can’t just walk in to some restaurant around here && just ask for food. i’m too recognizable to everyone. ❞ ichigo cursed his power && his orange hair in that moment. even if he could do it, there’s no way he could mask his presence ( too much contained in him ). ❝ && i’d attract too many hollows if i return to the human world. too much collateral damage. but i know you hate it here, so ... ❞ at this point, he stopped trying to reason with everything && fell silent. 

there wasn’t a place to go && it frustrated him. it was like picking between three different hells. not wanting to think about it, he tried diverting the conversation into something lighter. forcing a smirk, ichigo looked at shirosaki && joked, ❝ maybe you can teach me a thing or two about eating souls. that’d solve our problem, wouldn’t it? ❞ he didn’t want to get up anymore.

He feared if he did, the reality would hit him too hard.   

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Sitting in the now silent darkness, Shirosaki exhaled softly. His head came down to rest against his sleeping King’s. Finally he was asleep. The Zan allowed himself the luxury of rubbing at the ache in underneath his scarred shoulder, wincing in pain as he did so. It ached, but the familiar thrum of his wielder’s reiatsu lessened that ache. Tilting his head back against the wall, he stared up into the vast all consuming darkness. 

Watching. Waiting. With nothing to mark the passage of time, minutes passed slowly as molasses, yet hours fled as swift as wind. It was all he could do until Ichigo woke.

When his shinigami stirred once more, Shiro frowned. This was too little time, wasn’t it?

“ ‘m not good with time, I couldn’t tell ya. ” Endless hours passed in that vast unchanging world of blue made the entire concept of ‘time’ hazy for him at best. Not enough time for his wielder to get a proper rest considering how Ichigo was acting, that much he was certain of… Other than that, it could have been as little as an hour or as much as a full day as far as he knew. 

There was no trace of reiatsu nearby nor any sign of any approaching them for miles according to his senses. That however was of little reassurance. Anyone skilled enough in the art of shunpo could render miles of distance nil in a matter of minutes. “ No one’s close just yet. ” 

They still had time to get away before anyone caught up, but he didn’t trust that they had enough time for Ichigo to nap any longer. Reaching over he pressed his chilled fingers to the hollows under Ichigo’s eyes to wake him up some as he pondered his shinigami’s question. Where to go? Ichigo’s question was an interesting one. Where could they go? His understanding of the human world was rocky, but he was fairly certain that though it might be big enough to conceal them, travelling around it was generally considered to be hard. So what else did that leave them? Hueco Mundo maybe? 

The world of loud bustling trivial annoyances  where they could not be seen in spirit form? Or the world of vast treacherous emptiness where it was ‘eat or be eaten’? “ Dunno King… ya fancy stayin’ in this world or would ya prefer Hueco Mundo? ”

right, shirosaki would have a skewed concept of time. he wasn’t in a better boat though, considering the fact he asked him about the time he slept. it was a relief to hear that no shinigami was coming at them right away, even if a simple flash step could bring them dangerously close ( anything was better than waking up to a force set on capturing him ). 

the moment cold fingers touched underneath his eyes, ichigo violently flinched back from the cold sensation. he pushed away shirosaki’s hand from his face, giving it a glare. was it healthy for a hollow to feel like ice? ❝ you could have at least given me some warning, asshole, ❞ he grumbled, blindly reaching forward to grab his dual blades in order to put them back in their proper place. ❝ i’m up, don’t worry. i wasn’t planning on falling asleep on you any time soon. ❞ 

taking a deep breath, ichigo didn’t answer. he was the one who asked, yet he was the one who wouldn’t agree with any option ( couldn’t they just be left alone for once? ). ❝ i ... i don’t know. ❞ he didn’t fancy staying in either world. hueco mundo was barren. there was nothing there but hollows && the last thing he wanted to do was deal with hollows wanting to eat his soul. ichigo curled his lip. not to mention the fact he would never belong there. if he didn’t have a lot of friends in the soul society now, he had nothing in that world. ichigo didn’t want to go there like that.

he missed karakura town. 

❝ i don’t think it matters anymore. we’d have to deal with attacks in either world. you would prefer it in hueco mundo, wouldn’t you? there’s food there you can eat. ❞ && just maybe, that’d at least help shirosaki’s problem. it was better than nothing. ❝ we’d be found there eventually as well. ❞     

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The hollow nodded at his wielder’s remark. Next time, next time. As always it had to be a compromise. Never mind that he didn’t need sleep like his King, that his exhaustion was nothing physical. Just a side effect of the bits and pieces of his being that were missing. But that wasn’t anything Ichigo needed to know, therefore he simply stayed silent and agreed to the King’s terms. 

They had much bigger problems than his aches and pains at the moment anyways. 

Shirosaki let out a scoff at Ichigo’s expression. Really, he should have expected the reaction. Whatever. Sighing as Ichigo settled against his arm, he allowed his head to rest against Ichigo’s. The warmth felt nice… Ichigo’s reiatsu against his skin felt better though. Soothing almost… Later, when this was all over, he should probably return to the inner world for a while. For now, he would just deal with keeping Ichigo safe from the damn Shinigami. “ ‘s no big deal, King. Just sleep. ”

right before exhaustion claimed him && pulled him into sleep, ichigo mumbled a quick “it’s a big deal to me ...” as much as he didn’t want to admit it, sleeping so near shirosaki made it better than the other times he’s tried before. perhaps it was because he had faith that shirosaki could protect && warn him if anything were to happen. besides, it was nice having company after his reiatsu became too powerful for people to be around.

when he opened his eyes again, he couldn’t help a yawn. for another minute, he closed them again to rest them a little longer. he didn’t want to get up. he just wanted to rest && relax. without all of the recent problems plaguing him. since it didn’t seem there was any immediate danger ( not that his skills at sensing other people has gotten any better ), he stayed where he was. it’s a good thing shirosaki didn’t seem to mind it either && he felt a lot better than before. with his eyes still closed, he started to talk to his partner, who he gave up trying to convince to sleep until their next destination. wherever that was.

“the shinigami have to be nearby by now ... can’t tell how long it’s been though,” ichigo mumbled, definitely on the brink of falling back asleep. “where are we going to go next?” he wished there was a better place to hide. a place so they can feel safe again without all the shinigami. ichigo understands that the friends he’s made are most likely attempting to stall the gotei 13, but that wasn’t going to last forever. 

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“ Leave it alone Ichigo. ” the words came out quiet and strained as he rubbed the scars at his collar where the pain had shifted to. He didn’t want to talk about the scars at all, but especially not now. His wielder needed rest and Shirosaki knew that if he found out about the cause and other repercussions, Ichigo would get too worked up and that was the last thing they needed.

Hearing the other’s movements as his host finally seemed to give in abs begin to settle down for rest was a comfort. One less thing for him to worry about. “ Yeah yeah, don’t worry about it King… I’ll wake ya up. ” He had no plans to let any of the damn shinigami anywhere near his King ever again. The bastards. Besides, as much as he’d love to rip a few throats out, it would be better for them to avoid any confrontations for the moment. They still needed time to rest and recover their reiatsu and stamina…

“ …Ya can lay on me if ya want to y'know… ”

though he heard the strain, he decided not to comment. today really was a rare show of restraint from him, mostly because he knew his hollow too well. as if his sword manifestation could at least give him some answers, ichigo placed his fingers on top of it. there was nothing wrong with it, thankfully, though, he couldn’t help but worry about what might happen if that scar somehow got worse or started to spread. something that risky ... the need to know blossomed in him again. later, later.

when shirosaki promised that he’d wake him, ichigo let out a sigh && visibly calmed. “the next time we get refuge, you’re resting.” he closed his eyes to finally doze off.

&& then his zanpakuto offered him to lay on him if he wanted. his eyes snapped open && he stared at shirosaki as if he’d just said something terrible. ichigo realized he was still used to shirosaki being aggressive && hateful toward him. after all, it wasn’t that long ago that they developed a nicer relationship, so could he blame himself? “i ... i guess i’d like that. it’ll be much better than a wall at least.” tentatively, ichigo scooted closer to his companion. at first, he didn’t make a move to lay on him. it wasn’t like he thought he was going to get hurt. it was more of a response to leaning on someone for once. period. “... thank you,” he whispered, placing his head on shirosaki’s arm && drifted off to sleep there until it was time to leave.

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‘ Wrong ’

That single word made a blazing anger bubble up inside him. ‘Wrong’. What an insult. Like a blow to the gut, the word wounded him. He responded to it the only way he knew how to respond to wounds. With anger. 

“ There’s nothing wrong with me, your majesty. ” Teeth were bared as he seethed. He knew Ichigo wasn’t intentionally trying to set him off, but the anger in his chest was hard to ignore. He wasn’t weak, he wasn’t sick, he wasn’t broken, and he definitely didn’t need to be treated as such. “ What, just because I’m scarred, you’re confidence in me is gone? ” 

Shirosaki just barely held back a snide comment about all Ichigo’s faith still lying with Ossan, but he knew that wasn’t exactly fair. So he bit his tongue, reigned in the anger, and sighed. He didn’t have the energy for any of this anyways. He was always tired lately, a couple hours rest for him would make no difference. “ Enough with the noble bullshit. I can take any captain down no problem, and you know that. ”

Everything would be better if his host just slept. Ichigo would get rest, they’d be able to move faster, and Shiro would have a chance to try and soothe his aching muscles without Ichigo to see.  “ Just go to sleep… ya won’t be doin’ either of us any favors if ya pass out while we’re running. ”

the moment shirosaki snapped, ichigo could feel himself wanting to as well. ❝ that isn’t true & you know it! ❞ if there was nothing wrong with shirosaki, there wouldn’t be a weird scar that suddenly showed up. if he had no confidence in shirosaki, ichigo wouldn’t seriously be considering resting. ❝ even at your fullest potential, i doubt you could stand up to a whole squad of shinigami ... ❞ who could? it was the entire organization against the two of them, there was no way they could compete. ❝ i know you can handle a captain. but a captain isn’t what they’re going to bring with our reiatsu right now. ❞ 

shirosaki had a point about doing none of them favors. they were going to come no matter what. he might as well rest now as they’re preparing instead of needlessly arguing with his zanpakuto. to make things more comfortable, ichigo removed the two blades & set them down on the ground next to him. ❝ swear to me you’ll wake me up immediately when something is about to happen. you’re better at reading reiatsu than i am. ❞ ichigo was giving into rest now, mostly because he had a feeling shirosaki wasn’t going to let him off so easy.      

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The hollow scratched idly at his scars as he wandered about the building Ichigo had chosen as their hiding spot. Empty of people and far enough out that the Soul Society wouldn’t be able to reach them for some time. A good place for now… but they would have to move soon…

He didn’t mind the lack of light as he moved across the room toward his king. Though he couldn’t rely on his sight in this darkness, he could still pinpoint Ichigo’s location by his reiatsu, even cloaked as it was. With a soft sigh of relief, he sank down next to his host on the ground, grateful to no longer be on his feet. Much as he hated to admit it, his body wasn’t taking the strain very well in his weakened state. Yet, exhausted as he was, he could tell his King needed rest more than he did. 

“ I’m missin’ parts, ‘m not an invalid Ichigo. ” he said, his lip curling as he did so though that went unseen. He hated feeling like this, and Ichigo doubting his capabilities only made it worse. “ Of course I can fight, ‘m a Zanpakuto. Now get some rest, I’ll wake ya up if we need ta go or somethin’. ”

if it wasn’t dark, he’d imagined he’d see shirosaki giving him some sort of death glare. ❝ i didn’t say you were. ❞ he debated telling shirosaki that they were both not fit for fighting right now, but at the risk of insulting his zanpakuto even more? no thanks. ❝ i just don’t know what’s ... wrong with you. ❞ wrong was a harsh word. ichigo didn’t know what else to say though. the scars he had looked like shattered glass & they never sat down & talked about it, with all the chaos in their lives right now. not to mention his zanpakuto didn’t want to talk about it either. 

when shirosaki offered the idea of rest, ichigo almost took it immediately. his eyes were heavy & it took energy to keep them open. ❝ i’m not going to leave you alone for guard duty. not even you’re able to handle a whole group of shinigami alone. ❞ no, he didn’t want to sleep. waking would be difficult later on & there was no way he’s taking that chance. ❝ once we find a place where even the soul society can’t reach, i’ll rest then. ❞            

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he shut the doors of the building, closing off the only light source in it. but it effectively shut off the world outside. the soul society. the shinigami who wanted his overwhelming power on their side. sighing, ichigo turned back to the space he & his zanpakuto were occupying for now. well, he’d admire it if he could see. if he squinted & looked long enough, he could make out some shapes, but not many. ❝ we should rest before we get found again ... ❞ ichigo suggested, moving over to feel for a wall or something to sit back on. ichigo couldn’t make out where shirosaki was, but he assumed he’d figure it out. ❝ i’m sorry i can’t do anything about the darkness, but at least it’d be easy to figure out when a shingami comes in. ❞ 

closing his eyes, ichigo took a deep breath & exhaled noisily. he was tired. he wanted to sleep, but knew it’d be extremely dangerous if he did so. there was no way he could let the soul society find him even though his reiatsu was far too vast to be contained or hidden. he was tired & he didn’t want to be surrounded by the captains who just want another favor from him. a favor that was too much to ask. 

❝ you’re still able to fight right? if we need to. ❞    

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Hitting the floor with a dull thud, Shirosaki huffed slightly with the combined impact of Ichigo’s weight on top of him and the floor below him, but otherwise did not react to it. Even with Ichigo’s bony form digging into him, he could hardly say it hurt. The hollow grinned as his wielder’s scowled down at him, the grin widening minutely when he we jabbed. Anything to spoil his majesty’s fun really. “ I know I said you’re the king and ‘m the horse, but don’t think I’ll let ya get a ride this easy, Ichigo~ ” he drawled lazily, even as a teasing light danced in his eyes, “ I know yer a teenager n’ all, but this is kinda forward yanno. ”

god, ichigo couldn’t help but feel annoyed when his hollow just grinned back at him. it felt like he could never win with him ( he wonders if that’s how his enemies feel sometimes ). the victory felt even farther away when shirosaki decided to tease and at first, he looked down at shirosaki with a questioning look. ❝ i wasn’t trying to get any sort of ride, you j --  ❞ he stopped. 

oh. 

he meant that kind of ride. 

the words sank in and all of a sudden, his face heated up. ❝ th - that’s not what i meant and you know it! ❞ ichigo scrambled off, covering his face up with his hand, so shirosaki doesn’t see just how shaken up he is by the thought. ❝ i don’t want your stupid ‘ride’ anyway! ❞ this is the event that makes him hate his hollow’s metaphors.   

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Make up yer mind, Ichigo. Am I the best bitch or are ya the bitchiest King?~

listen a little closer, shiro. i called you the bigger bitch. as if i’d give you the pleasure of calling you the best. i’m the bitchiest king, especially when you’re over here. 

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W h omst???

oh, the world may never know. it’d bring misfortune to all those who do. >:)