Unexpected Kingdom
A/N: Cannon through the training with the Vizards. When Ichigo goes into his inner world to fight his hollow, something different happens. This takes Ichigo OOC after the scene with his hollow and things really go to hell from there.
Warnings (entire story, will not repeat): Alpha/Beta relations. MPreg. Graphic DubCon and NonCon. Language. Toys/Objects. Bloodplay. Voyeurism. This is a smut fic. Like totally. Unlike my other beta Ichigo stories, this one won't be an "everyone gets to share Ichigo and live happily ever after". There's one victor, and it will be the one Ichigo chooses in the end. Of course before we get to him, we have a lot of hollows trying to take their claim by force.
However, who he ends up in the end, will be up to you, dear readers. Please see the new poll on my page.
Comments welcome, flames will be used to feed Natsu in my other fics. Don't like this, don't read.
Don't own the characters, don't make money.
Chapter One
Vizard Training Goes Wrong
Shinji was worried about this one. They had all done this, but Ichigo seemed different. He watched the Hollow take over and he was curious to see what it was like. The mask gave little away, but then most of their masks didn't reveal what lay beneath. He sensed something different about this hollow that inhabited Ichigo. He glanced at Hiyori.
"Do you think there's anything to worry about?" he asked.
She shook her head. "He's powerful but…"
Just then the hollow screeched loudly, having fully transformed. Shinji stood. "Do you think it's over?"
Kensei was in with him and stepped back. They watched as the white covering began to crack and fall. It was over. But they frowned because underneath Ichigo looked different. His body was white, pure white, as was his hair. His eyes glared out from the white face with black sclera and gold irises. And he cackled, raising his hands upward.
"Fuck you guys!" came a voice that was not Ichigo's. "You don't get it, do you?"
He placed hands over the midsection. "Ha, ya'll get it soon. Very soon. Or rather, Ichigo will get it. Ya see, I've altered him a bit. Taking over his body, well, it's allowed me to do something that my instincts been drivin' me ta do since the day I woke up inside this mother fucker's soul. Don't you get it? He's not like you. Not at all. He doesn't just have an inner hollow like you fuckers. I'm half his soul. You want me to submit to him? He's the King alright. But now he's gonna be someone else's bitch too. Be prepared. They'll all fuckin' try to claim him before the week's up. The smell…oh the beautiful smell will draw them from Heuco Mundo even…"
Shinji frowned. "Who? Who will come?"
"The alphas, dumbass. The alphas will come and take him. He's the strongest fuckin' beta born in the last hundred years. They'll all want him, Aizen be damned. Instinct, pure hollow instinct will take over. They'll want to be the one to impregnate him with their spawn. All of them. And they'll lay claim soon…you stupid shinigami, think ya know so much. Shoulda thought twice before letting me loose on his body like this. He's more fuckin' hollow now than human," he said winking, before color began rushing back into Ichigo's skin and hair, and his eyes bled back to white and brown. He stood frozen for a moment before he fell face first into the floor.
Shinji glanced at the others. Outside there was a keening of a hollow, very close. Shinji ran to Ichigo and was almost overwhelmed by the sweet odor coming from him. He found himself teetering on his feet then dropping to his knees, burying his face into the crook of his neck. A sound twack to his head by a flipflop brought him up and to reality.
"Holy fuck," he muttered, standing and stumbling backward. "Oh…"
Hiyori glared at him. "The hell, Shinji?"
"I…I can't go near him…" he muttered, running into the wall behind him. "I…I want….oh gods…I want…"
He growled suddenly, his mask forming for a moment. He reached up and dismissed it. "Dammit!" he said, panting hard.
Kensei's head was tipped to the side and he moved toward Ichigo's fallen form slowly, a growl building in his own throat. He shook his head. "Oh…what…he smells…so fuckin' good…"
The girls looked between themselves. "Shit, he wasn't fuckin' with us," Hiyori said. Rose and Hachi seemed unaffected, like them, but Love was seeming to restrain himself too. "I think they might be Alphas, like the hollow said. I don't smell anything at all. Shinji, what do you smell?"
Shinji blinked, his pupils completely blown. "Like…like…I don't know how to describe it…like sweet candy mixed with a musky smell and it makes me…oh…" His hands were over his crotch now and he was kneeling uncomfortably. "Shit."
Hiyori arched a brow at the others. "Okay, we should probably move him. Shinji, go take care of those hollows outside. Wait…"
She sensed another reiatsu coming toward them. It was Urahara. "Rose, get Ichigo, let's take him out to Urahara. Get him away from them since they appear to be rutting…"
Rose nodded, hefting the boy's body easily and they went to the barrier. Urahara stood outside, leaning on his cane while behind him Chad and Rukia took on a hoard of hollows of various sizes and types. Inoue stood beside him, brow furrowed. Rose came up, going through the barrier and handing him to Urahara. Hiyori stood beside him, arms crossed.
"Um, what's going on?" he asked, glancing down at the obviously uninjured but unconscious Ichigo. His clothes looked to have been through a hell of a fight but his skin was unmarred.
"Well, we have a bit of a problem, as you can see," she said pointing to the hollows.
"Why?" Urahara asked, shifting the boy's weight in his arms.
"Well, we released the hollow, so Ichigo could gain control. Somethng happened. His inner hollow…it isn't like ours. It said it was half of his soul. And that we had let him take control and change his body. I don't know enough of hollow ways to know what the hell is happening, but Shinji, Kensei and Love all say that he smells strange to them, and they're draw to him, like want to fuck him drawn to him. The hollow said that the hollow alphas would come to try and claim him because he's a strong beta. I have no idea what that means, but he said they'd want to impregnate him. How that's possible, I have no idea…but I suggest you get him away from the rest of the vizard. And keep him away from hollows if this is any indication," Hiyori said, huffing and going back into the building, followed by a shrugging Rose.
Urahara stood a little dumbstruck for a moment. "Orihime-kun, can you check him?"
She nodded, sending out the flower fairies to check over his body. Her jaw dropped. "I…I don't understand this…it…she was right. It's like an animal in heat," she said finally. "He's releasing pheromones at an incredible rate, I can see them, and while there's no womb like a human, there's a…reiatsu pattern that's never been there before." She glanced up as the flowers returned to their place. "I don't understand…how can this be?"
Urahara shook his head. "Let's get him back to the shoten and underground and see if we can't barrier him well enough to block off these signals he's sending. I've got to contact Mayuri and see if he knows anything." He turned to Rukia and Chad to yell, "I'm going to the Shoten, come when this is under control or the others come out to fight them."
Urahara flashed through Karakura, avoiding nests of hollows that were coming from seemingly nowhere. He had no idea what was happening, but it was indeed Ichigo that was drawing them to him. He burst through the door, surprising Jinta and Ururu, and headed down to the basement. Tessai frowned and followed quickly.
"Tessai, barrier this room with the strongest thing you've got. I'm not sure what in the three worlds is happening, but there are a ton of hollows and they're all after Ichigo right now…" he said, brushing the orange hair out of the boy's slack face.
No more questions, Tessai set to work. Before long, he'd set him up on some tatami mats and was waiting for him to wake up as he heard someone approach. He looked up to see Rukia, Renji and Orihime standing there, frowning.
Rukia was staring. "Why does he look different?" she asked suddenly.
Renji looked down and shook his head. "The hell…" he said, kneeling down beside him, tipping his face to the side.
Urahara hadn't noticed. "Hiyori said the hollow took over, said he was changing him, making him more of a hollow than a human…and that the alphas would come for him…"
Ichigo's face had seemingly softened. While he wasn't entirely the most manly looking boy in the world, the angles had softened a bit and his eyes seemed to stand out more. His hair was longer, too, brushing down his shoulders a ways now. In the remains of his shihakuso it was obvious that his waist had narrowed and his hips were slightly wider, giving him a curve down his side.
"Alphas?" Rukia asked, brushing a hand down his side, amazed how such a slight change completely altered his appearance. "I don't understand, Urahara-san."
"I don't either. We've barriered this place, but…"
There was a loud sound upstairs and then a loud sonido was heard. They flanked the unconscious Ichigo and looked up to see a huge arrancar… He stood well over six feet in height and had red hair pulled to the right side of his head. The other half looked like short black hair and he had a hollow mask's remains across his nose. He dropped his head and grinned at them.
"Ah, found it…" he said and lashed out, throwing everyone away from Ichigo's prone form.
Ichigo, who hadn't moved suddenly arched, his back bowing and a low keening escaping his lips, almost like a call. He flopped back and was staring up at the arrancar looking at him.
"Oh, fuck no," he said, sitting up and pushing himself away with his feet. "No, what…oh…" he said stood, swooning as he did, reaching for his zanpakto to find it gone. He blinked and looked around, eyes wide. "You hollow bastard, what did you do…fuck, what the hell did you do to me…"
Before he could do anything, the tall arrancar was on him again, picking him up by his biceps and lifting him to look eye to eye with him. Ichigo scowled at him.
"Your smell drew me, ripe and ready…you will bear my cubs, beta," he growled, squeezing Ichigo's arms hard, purple expanding from where he gripped him.
"Put him down!" Urahara had Benehime drawn and pointing at the arrancar.
The arrancar turned and grinned. "Name's Edrad Liones, and I don't thinks so. The beta is mine."
Ichigo growled then, a low inhuman sounding thing that reverberated through the room, getting Edrad to turn to him. "You reject me?" he spat at him. Ichigo's eyes were changing, and a half mask forming on his face, though. Edrad frowned and Ichigo's knee came up and connected with his jaw, surprising him and sending him tumbling backward.
"Fuck off, goddamn fraccion bastard!" Ichigo yelled, rubbing his arms where bright purple bruises were already forming. But the voice wasn't Ichigo's. When he turned to look at Urahara and the others, his eyes were black and gold, and half a mask rested on his face.
"You aren't worth my fuckin' time, teme. Bring me a fuckin' espada level or I'll kill you," the strange voice continued.
Edrad circled the now different voiced Ichigo. "What are you?" he asked. "The smell is the same. A powerful hollow beta in heat. I don't even smell the shinigami anymore."
"Because I changed him, baka. I turned him into more of me and less of him. And now he's going to have the fuckin' best alpha to cub him, and it isn't you, fucker," he said, glaring at the arrancar.
"You'll have me. I'll take you by force," he said, arching a brow.
"Go ahead and try, fucker," the strange Ichigo said.
The arrancar lunged, and Ichigo dodged, and before long they were trading back and forth until finally the larger arrancar went sailing into a rock hard and didn't move for a while. Ichigo stood, covered in an assortment of cuts and scratches, blood running from above his eye, and growled again. Whatever it was…it was inhuman.
"You can't beat me, you can't have me! Told you, fucker! Not good enough!" he called, and stalked over to where Urahara and the others stood staring.
"Ichigo?" Rukia asked softly.
"Nah, King left the building," he said, waving his hand at her. "Fucker thinks I'll fuckin' lay down for his weak ass…" he muttered, glaring as the arrancar, beaten it would seem, disappeared in a burst of sonido.
Urahara stared for a moment. "You're the hollow, he one inside Ichigo," he asked finally.
"Of course, who tha else would I fuckin' be." He grinned manically and laughed. "But got one over King now. Made him the bitch… What he gets for making me the Horse. Now he's gonna have to fight until he finds the one he accepts as his mate."
"So whoever beats him gets to be his mate?" Renji asked, slightly horrified looking at the thought.
The strange being shook Ichigo's head. "No, they beat him, they can fuck him, sure, but doesn't mean he'll take them as his mate," he said with a shrug. "He does get a choice. In the mate part, anyway, not the fucking. That's a given. Pretty sure he won't enjoy that part once the espada start kicking his ass. I'd expect them anytime that one gets back to Hueco Mundo, you know. Fuck Aizen. They'll be more interested in this," he said, putting hands on his hips and smirking at them.
"I don't understand what's going on," Rukia said, eyes wide. "Where's Ichigo?"
"Well…ah, there he is. He's getting a bit…annoyed," he said and jerked his head to the side. "Oh, feisty are ya," he cackled, as Ichigo's hand forced its way up and started to pull at the half mask.
"Go on, damn hollow bastard," muttered Ichigo, in his own voice, lurching back and forth, fighting with the mask briefly before sending it flying and shattering.
He stood for a second, catching his breath and then found he was being stared at. "Okay, this…is not good," he said quietly as his eyes rolled up in his head and began to fall forward again. Urahara caught him this time, lowering him down.
Urahara shook his head. "I've still got no idea what's happening," he admitted, standing up. "Stay here with him, I'm going up to contact Kurotsuki. Maybe he knows more about his studies in hollows since I've left."
Rukia and Renji kneeled beside Ichigo, until finally his eyes flickered and he was staring up at them.
"Ichigo?" she asked. He blinked owlishly for a moment.
"Rukia. Renji. I feel…weird…" he said, brow knitting. He looked up as Orihime and Uryu came up to him.
"I went to get Uryu," she said, pointing to him. "I…thought maybe he'd know something," she said.
"What's happened to you?" he said, kneeling beside Rukia.
Ichigo pushed himself to a sitting position and shook his head, frowning and reaching up when he realized his hair was longer. "What the hell?" he muttered, pulling it in front of his face. "He fuckin' turning me into a goddamned girl or something?"
"Who?" asked Uryu again.
"The hollow…did something. Changed me…from the inside. I don't understand…but I…need…" he squirmed and winced as though in pain. "Oh, that's…there's another one coming…stronger…espada level…one I won't reject immediately…I'll fight him…he's not getting me that easy…" he closed his eyes as if in bliss as they all felt the approaching power. The massive reiatsu wasn't hiding at all it was advertising itself. "Oh, good…" Ichigo purred and his head fell backward a low keening growl reverberating from his chest, but it shook rocks loose.
Another burst of sonido and there was the same one from before, but with him stood several other arrancar and a blue haired one stood in front of them. He ducked his head and growled in response to the low growl Ichigo had released.
He looked behind him. "Don't interfere," he said. "No matter what, don't touch him, he's fuckin' mine. He kicked your ass, Edrad, I want a chance now. He didn't reject me immediately."
The blue haired arrancar had a hole in his stomach and the reiatsu rolled off him in waves. Ichigo breathed in deeply. "Get back, Rukia, Renji, all of you. Just get back…" he said and a wave of crushing reiatsu rolled off Ichigo sending a couple of the other arrancar to their knees.
Rukia grabbed Renji and drug him back, and Uryu did the same for Orihime. Chad had remained back. The arrancar smiled wickedly. "Names Grimmjow Jagerjaquez, sixth espada for fuckin' Aizen, but fuck him. Could care less about the shinigami right now. You're the one he told us about. Ichigo Kurosaki. And you're a fuckin' beta. And your ass will be mine."
Ichigo dropped his head and hissed then. "Only if you beat me. And even then, we'll see," he said, coming to his feet and circling the taller espada. He leaned in a sniffed deeply near his chest. "Maybe." That odd, keening growl came again, not the one he'd used on Edrad, the deep growl that had rejected him. Grimmjow, hands stuffed in the pockets of his white hakama watched him and then leaned over, burying his nose in the top of his hair and sniffing deeply, his own eyes rolling up.
"I haven't found a beta in a long time," he said. "Not since I was an adjunca…"
"Found and owned are two different things," Ichigo said carefully circling him again. "I'm not fully hollow, you know," he said thoughtfully. "And it…is taking a bit to understand what's happening. So I'm afraid I might be doing things wrong…but I think…that's enough…foreplay…"
With that he lunged at the taller arrancar, tackling him to the ground, and the others realized he had claws now, and was slicing through the skin of the espada's chest viciously. Grimmjow flipped him over and was on top of him then, holding his hands above his head now. He grinned, then Ichigo slammed a knee into his crotch, getting a mewl of pain and flipped them again, this time biting hard into his arm, getting a startled yelp. Grimmjow grabbed his hair and yanked him back off him and flung him into the nearest rock formation before jumping forward after him. He was sent flying backward moments later, landing in front of the group. He got to his feet, grinning, as Ichigo stalked out, his nails extended into long black claws.
"Kitten has claws," he muttered and lunged forward again, getting a slice through his thigh this time.
Ichigo's eyes had bled into the black and gold again, but the mask wasn't formed, so it seemed he was still himself. He was just answering to the hollow instincts that were coiling around his soul. He dodged and struck again, blood dripping from several open wounds on the espada. They noticed that Ichigo wasn't bleeding yet, except where he'd hit the boulders.
"You're not trying to hurt him," Uryu observed when Grimmjow came to a skidding stop near him.
He snorted. "Hurt him? No, what would that do? No, I won't hurt him, not really. Subdue him long enough to fuck him, yes, then get the fuck away before he kills me," he said and leaped forward again, tackling him to the ground, trying desperately to get purchase on the ground and his body. It wasn't working to well.
He was thrown again and he let out a frustrated growl. "Oh, all the more satisfying when I get my hands on you, sweetheart," he said, and launched himself at him again. Ichigo was having none of it, dodging and flinging him away, skidding to a stop, panting in front of Rukia and Renji.
"Can we help you?" Rukia asked, frantic since he didn't have his zanpakto. He shook his head.
"They'll stop you," he panted, pointing to the four other arrancar. "And the one I fought earlier is enough to do some damage. Just wait it out. Only two answers. I beat him and he leaves…or I don't…and well…I guess you figured out what happens then…" he said, his voice shaking a bit.
"You're okay with this?" Renji asked. "With what happens if you lose?"
Ichigo shook his head. "That's why I'm trying to not lose to him, teme. But can't…stop it…hollow won't let me…on fire right now…feels like all my nerves are going off…" He was panting still with the exhertion. Unlike Grimmjow, he wasn't fresh having fought the other one off. "There'll be more…he's only the first after all…beginning to understand…fuck this sucks…" he said, dodging as Grimmjow lunged for him, this time catching one of his ankles and dropping him to his face with a frustrated yell as he was yanked backward.
He scrabbled for purchase in the dirt until Grimmjow was over him again. This time he couldn't get him off. He yelled at him, struggling against him for a long minute until he completely relaxed under the grip, throwing up his head, revealing his neck to the alpha over him. Grimmjow grinned and leaned down, sniffing his neck and then biting down, a loud purr from Ichigo.
"Gotcha," Grimmjow said as he lapped at the bleeding flesh of his neck.
Ichigo glared up at him as Grimmjow sat back on his heels staring at his conquest. He reached down and yanked him up by his wrist and pulled him to stand. Ichigo slumped against him and Grimmjow smirked at the shocked looking group beside him. He waved at them, wrapping arms around Ichigo and disappearing in a sonido up the exit. The four arrancar soon did the same.
"Shit!" Renji said. "We've gotta find him. Come on, can't be too hard to follow that level of reiatsu."
They all got upstairs and found Urahara waiting. "What is it?"
"An espada, Grimmjow, got down there with his buddies, one of them the one Ichigo fought already, and fought Ichigo but he lost, so he took Ichigo and left with him," Rukia explained.
Urahara nodded sadly. "Not much we can do to help him…" he said softly.
"What?" Renji asked.
"I've talked to Kurotsuki-taichou. He filled me in on what his research has uncovered with regard to the way hollows act. They mate for life, and if they do, they produce offspring, gender is usually not an issue, as most hollows have no particular gender, and they're made up of souls, after all, consisting of both. The issue is formed in a reiatsu chamber from one of the souls present in the body of the alpha of the pair. The alphas overpower the beta, and if they are accepted, the pregnancy takes place. If they aren't accepted as the mate, there is no issue. And it can happen many times before a beta accepts a mate…" he said softly.
"Can't we, I don't know, lock him up or take him to soul society?" Rukia asked.
Urahara shook his head. "The pheromones he's releasing will lead hollows wherever he goes. The hollow triggered something like a heat is in animals. Until he's mated, it won't stop. And the longer it takes, the more likely he'll get killed along the way, and if he never takes a mate…he'll lose his mind completely. We don't know how long that would take with Ichigo-kun, because it varies with hollows Kurotsuki-taichou has experimented on. The ones he found and separated that were in heat would devour themselves eventually if kept away from alpha hollows. The weaker the hollow, the faster they degenerated. So we have that in our favor."
"But you mean, he's just going to have to sleep with every single one he can't beat in a fist fight?" Renji blurted. "He…has he even done that before?"
Chad was the one to answer from behind them. "No. Ichigo has never been with a man or woman."
They looked at the silent man and nodded. "I don't think I'd wish anyone this as a first experience," Urahara muttered.
He was fixed with a group of looks. He shifted uncomfortably. "Well, you see, hollows are more like animals…and…well…when the hollow terms what they do as crassly as he does, it is perhaps the most accurate explanation. There's no 'love' in this. It is a singular force of animal desire to procreate. Even in the absence of necessity, just like the hollows desire to devour, this desire remains…I don't think they will hurt him…permanently, that reduces the chance of procreating, but if he resists them…"
Renji sighed. "We need to find him. Now. Before this espada does something bad to him because we all know Ichigo will resist."
Urahara shook his head. "He may not. He isn't entirely in control at the moment. The instincts that the hollow released will have a sway on what happens. He may do as he is supposed to do, submit to the one who has bested him in an attempt to prove he is worthy to mate…"
"Oh, he could be Ichigo, and fight despite instincts that are made to preserve his life," Rukia supplied.
"There is that possibility…" Urahara said with a sigh.
But then, Urahara lifted his head up. "A garganta…" he said softly. He locked eyes on the others as they flashed out of the room, leaving the more human individuals behind, frowning.
Rukia and Renji were just behind Urahara as they stopped just in time to watch the blue-haired espada stepping into it with Ichigo slung over his shoulder, obviously unconscious.
"Where do you think you're taking him?" Renji yelled, pointing Zabimaru at him.
Grimmjow smiled at him. "Taking him to Las Noches. That's where his mate will be found, baka. Unless you want all ten of us espada and half the arrancar in Hueco Mundo roaming all over your little town?"
Urahara crinkled his brow. "He's right," he said out loud. "Ichigo will only draw more and more powerful arrancar and possibly vasto lorde that have evolved on their own into our realm."
Rukia paled. "You're not taking him there by himself!"
Grimmjow groaned. "Fuck, midget. What do you want me to do? If he doesn't accept me they'll be coming out of the woodwork, and when they start fighting each other how much of this place will be left?"
"I'm going with him!" she announced, sheathing her sword.
"What?" Grimmjow laughed. "What do you think, his handmaiden?"
She shook her head. "Whatever you want to call me, but he's not doing this alone. I'm going with him, to make sure he's safe, and keep you from hurting him any more than you already will. He's important to you for some reason?"
Grimmjow cocked a hand on a hip. "Yeah, he is."
"Why?" she asked.
Grimmjow reached up and cleaned an ear with his pinky. "Because we fuckin' hate Aizen. We got your problem, fuckin' shinigami bastard on a power trip. Well, we may not be powerful enough to face him alone. But we'll do anything to protect a powerful beta, even someone else's. You don't get it? His hollow is a fuckin' vasto lorde. That's why he is so damned powerful. Whoever he mates with will probably become king of Heuco Mundo. And I want to be king. Fuck Aizen."
"So yeah, I'm going with him," she said, looking at Renji's worried face. "Don't worry. I'll be safe with Ichigo. You guys work on how to help him."
Grimmjow rolled his eyes. "Look, come on, midget. I haven't got all day to fuck him and hope he takes me before the rest get their shot. But you do what I say there, or you'll end up dead. I'll bring her back if he takes me. If he doesn't, who knows."
He stepped through with Rukia on his heels, leaving both Urahara and Renji blinking as it slammed shut.
Urahara looked at Renji and exclaimed a truly rare explitive. "Well, fuck."