I know, I know. I have a whole bunch of other stories I should be updating and not adding new ones. But I couldn't help myself; this has been haunting me all day and I can't concentrate on anything else. I got the title name from some science documentary my parents had on TV. xD

So, this is going to be a collection of different oneshots, some songfics, all based on the ShiroIchi paring. { Ne, yes, Ichigo will always be the uke in this xP }

The Dark Side of the Moon Chapter 1; I don't Wanna Die

Pairing; ShiroIchi - one sided GrimmIchi if you want

Song; I Don't Wanna Die by Hollywood Undead

Disclaimer; I don't own Bleach or the song

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die so you're gonna have to

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

No I don't wanna die so you're gonna have to

Blood is getting hotter, body's getting colder

I told you once I'm the only one who holds her

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die so you're gonna have to

Red.

The only color he could see was red. It was everywhere; spilled on the floor, splattered on the walls, covering his entire body. It streaked down his face, taking place of the tears that refused to fall. He couldn't stand; If he did, the red would push him back down, forcing him to watch. Watch as his world was torn to pieces. He watched as the other fought; it was kill or be killed. His body was getting heavy, numb, cold, though his blood was boiling hot under the creamy peach flesh. He warned him, though he didn't listen, and now he would kill him.

Cocoa eyes watched from the corner, watching as the blurs or white and blue that seemed to dance in a deadly, sinful way. Though this was no dance, oh no. It was a fight, a battle, a war, it was murder.

I look inside of myself and try to find someone else

Someone who's willin' to die as to watch you crying for help

I know that blood will be spilled and if you won't then I will

My grave will never be filled it's either kill or be killed

So let heaven be told that some may come some may go

Where I'll end up I don't know but I ain't dyin' alone

I keep on asking the question can I be saved by confession

You see this blood on my hands at least they're still reachin' to heaven

I got to pick up the pieces I gotta bury 'em deep

And when you look in my eyes I'll be the last thing you'll see

Shirosaki glanced back at his love, the one he swore to protect. The one he would die for. He knew it was a dangerous game he was playing, it was kill or be killed, it was one or the other. He refused to die, refused to have the pleasure another day to come home to his orange-haired lover, his world, taken away from him. There would be blood spilled, oh yes, there will. But it wouldn't be his, not at all. It would be Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez's; the teal haired male would not walk away from this. He cause Ichigo to cry, he caused the boy fear. They say people came and go to Heaven. This man would go to Hell. He would rot there and wish he had never been born when Shiro was finished with him.

Confessing now would not help. Confessing to the rape, abuse, attempted murder, manslaughter. His blood was far too gone, tainting stark white hands. And those hands would continue to reach toward Heaven, while the blazing blue would be cast away forever to Hell. He would pick up the pieces left behind, bury them. Bury them deep. Rid of all evidence. Dispose of the Blue's existence. Black and gold, the last things Blue would see.

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die so you're gonna have to

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

No I don't wanna die so you're gonna have to

Blood is getting hotter, body's getting colder

I told you once I'm the only one who holds her

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die so you're gonna have to

Kill. More than anything, he wanted to kill. Kill the stupid white bastard, then claim the orange. He hated white, despised it. He only wanted what was his back. He wanted the orange. Oh God, he wanted the orange more than anything. He also didn't want to die. On the outside he was smirking, he was taking the pain. On the inside he was panicing, screaming, crying, waiting for death to rear its ugly head. His body was beginning to shut down. His muscles burned; like he had touched dry ice, no, like the shit was poured down his throught, burning his insides out until there was nothing left; dulling the burning Blue flame.

Words turn into blood and the blood keeps on pourin'

From every pour I wipe it off 'cause this just could be the moment

Now someones gotta die and I'm my only opponent

Cause I won't watch my baby cry so I keep on just goin'

Am I a man or a beast it's mother nature at least

Watch humanity cease cause it's our human disease

You gotta kill when you gotta kill yeah that's what they say

And I can't go against God's will you better pray

Cause I'm an angel a demon yeah I'm hell and I'm heaven

I'm everything you couldn't be now you believe in the devil

I gotta Pick up the pieces I gotta bury them deep

And when the dirt hits the coffin just go to sleep

At first there were only insults. Threats and insults. Using words to hurt. Then they were pushed too far, Ichigo pushed protectively behind his albino lover as said male matched Grimmjow. Shiro whipped the blood away from his eye futilely; it flowed back down his pink-stained face. It hurts more than anything to watch Ichigo cry, he refused to watch it again and again. So he continued to pound his fist into Grimmjow's face. He was his Ichi's angel, the Blue's demon. Yes, he was Heaven and Hell, good and bad. "Do you believe in the devil now?" Shiro sneered, smashing Blue's face into the wall. The male stumbled.

Red. More and more red kept coming, it never stopped. It was a slow and steady stream. He would pick up the pieces, bury Blue under them. White will always win, always shine the brightest. Though Blue shall always add color to the world.

Now that I see...

I see you buried

Six feet Below

Another life goes into the night,

I couldn't let 'em breathe 'cause I didn't wanna die

Now that I see...

I see you buried

Six Feet Below

It's not alright can you hear me as i cry

I couldn't let you live 'cause I didn't wanna die

Grimmjow stumbled, fell to the ground. He was losing. He was dieing. White was winning. No! This isn't right! This wasn't supposed to happen! He could feel the life leaving his body, disappearing into the night. Shiro couldn't allow him to breath, couldn't let him live. Someone's gotta die, an' it ain't gonna be me! Blue had to die, the light had to be smothered. He could hear Ichigo crying, sobbing, praying. Though if it was in fear or happiness Blue was gone, White would never know. But Shiro did now that he couldn't let the flame live on.

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die so you're gonna have to

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

No I don't wanna die so you're gonna have to

Blood is getting hotter, body's getting colder

I told you once I'm the only one who holds her

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die so you're gonna have to

He did it. The light was gone; burnt out like the way a star would ware itself out. He watched as Grimmjow's chest ceased to move; No more Blue. Only White. No, not just White. Orange and White; the perfect colors. Always by each other, not a shade too dark or too light. Ichigo and Shiro; Angel and Demon; Heaven and Hell.

All part of the plan, all part or a whole. Dark, light; Like the moon.

The Dark Side of the Moon.

DSM

There's chapter one. So, how did ya like this one, eh? There will be some random crack ones too, just to warn you. |D

If you guys have any suggestions/ ideas, let me know, please? :o

Anyway, review, please! :D