...g hand on his arm, "You started this, not Ichigo, so let it go...Rukia will kill you if you hurt him."
"I started this, Ran...and I'm going to finish it!" Renji pushed her aside and used sonido to close the distance between them.
Ichigo didn't even see the fists that pummeled his already injured ribs, but he certainly felt them. Having been a brawler for most of his life, Ichigo knew that several of his ribs were cracked. He almost blacked out from the pain as he dropped to one knee.
"Ohh-hooo...the pretty boy, fuck toy can't take a couple of little punches, eh? That's too bad!" Renji taunted as he landed a punishing kick to the side of Ichigo's head.
Rukia had heard Ran shout at Renji and ran outside in time to see Renji's kick. "Get the fuck away from him, you lunatic!" she yelled and flew at Renji in a blind rage.
Ran saw that Rukia was occupied with Renji and noticed the blood now soaking Ichigo's shirt. She ignored the hunger the blood evoked and turned her concerned gaze to the injured young man. Ran frowned and went over to Ichigo who was now on his hands and knees and dazed from the kick to his head. "Ichigo, I need to take your shirt off...you're losing a lot of blood. Ichigo nodded absently and Ran carefully removed his shirt. When she saw the deep gashes marring his exquisite body, Ran sucked in her breath, "What the he...