...er wished to harm his family in any way-he would sooner rip out his own heart than allow one of them to be hurt. He decided that he would be a normal little boy for his okaasan. He promised himself that he would only fight in class and he would try very hard not to enjoy it. He kept that promise until his parents were lost to him and he had to fight to protect his little sisters-but he still tried to enjoy it as little as possible. As he got older, it became very difficult to contain his dark urges and Ichigo was afraid of what he might do.
He didn't want his sisters to know that their brother was becoming a monster, so when Yoruichi offered him to take care of them and take him away, he figured they'd be better off without him. With Yoruichi's guidance, Ichigo learned how to control his bloodlust and was able to curb his base instincts...until now.
Since the incomplete union between him and his raven-haired goddess, Ichigo felt his inner beast clawing its way free. Neither his romp with Yoruichi nor the slaughter in the forest did anything to satiate his unholy desires-they only served to whet his appetite for more of each. When he walked in and saw his obsession naked and writhing in that huge bed, the last bastion of defense Ichigo had against himself crumbled beneath the onslaught. Let it come, he thought, I just hope I don't hurt her too badly.
Ichigo stared into Rukia's eyes as he stood beside her bed and removed his bl...