A/N: So here's the deal, I've got absolutely Idea where to take this, and it may only contain a few lemons. I'll try to put in some humor, but that's a bit difficult for me, because I can't do anything funny but act strange and tell jokes, oh well. Let's read Chapter 1 before Gateway to Hueco Mundo. Read and review, but no flames. Even I'm wondering where this one's gonna go.

Nell watched as Ichigo returned to his place at on the porch of division eight headquarters again, his shoulders slumped and his legs crossed in the Indian-style kind of way. Nell whimpered. He'd been like this for the past few weeks, ever since Orihime had died. Shikkyaku Getsu floated above his back in mid air and glowed a bright blue color. Nell wanted him to be happy, but she didn't know how to help him. He'd lost someone close to his heart, probably the only person who he really loved that much. Nell felt tears well up in the corners of her eyes and she stepped forward. Ichigo looked back at her, hollow mask down over his face. She knew he didn't want to talk to anyone, as usual.

"Nell? Do you need something?" he asked bluntly. Nell sighed and pushed open the paper-thin door to reveal herself. Ichigo turned to face her fully, now tilting his head to the side with inquiry. Nell exited the office and stood there for a moment. Ichigo had been reclusive since Orihime's death. Even at his inauguration as captain of the eighth squad, he'd only chosen her for his lieutenant and then left without any other words. Even when Kenpachi had wanted to fight him, Ichigo had just walked past the man silently and returned to his seat on the porch. And it hadn't stopped raining since Orihime had died. Even this world wept for Ichigo's heart, and every night his cheeks were wet with tears when he finally drifted off into slumber. Nell felt sorry for him.

"Ichigo…I think you need to stop being so reclusive and sad. The best way to get over something is to try and move on. Dwelling on something only makes it hurt worse." Ichigo glared at her.

"I don't care. Orihime's dead because I wasn't strong enough to help her. It's my fault. You only survived because Orihime died." Nell cast her gaze downward and walked forward to Ichigo stopping just before her chest hit him.

"Ichigo…I know that Orihime still means a lot to you. But…but I love you more than anything in this universe. It kills me inside to see you like this." Nell reached up and put her arms on his shoulders, looking up into his sad auburn eyes. Ichigo stared at her, eyes shimmering with tears. Nell slowly snaked her arms around his waist. She pressed her chest against his and reached up to the back of his head. She pushed forward and let it rest on her shoulder. She felt Ichigo's chest jump a little and hugged him tightly. He was crying, and it tore Nell apart to see him like this. Not only was her heart heavy for him, she hadn't had sex in over three weeks! Nell decided to take her chance. She slowly leaned forward, letting Ichigo's head fall back slowly. He gazed at her through teary eyes and Nell pushed up his hollow mask. She could see Ichigo's tear-stained cheeks now and it almost made her cry.

Nell closed the gap between their lips and kissed him passionately. Ichigo was quite surprised for the first few moments, his eyes as big as dinner plates and his knees weak. But he soon regained his composure and let out a very uncommon moan. Nell was happy. At least now she could distract him for a while. He was a captain, yes, but very few of the shinigami wanted anything to do with him now that they knew what he was. Even Rukia, his closest shinigami friend, was afraid of him now. She barely ever spoke to him, and it was depressing.

Kenpachi and Yachiro were still his friends. Hell, if Ichigo was a hollow they'd be his friend just to get the chance to fight him! Kenpachi had a rather plain outlook on things. So long as Ichigo was strong, Kenpachi had respect for the vizard. Yachiro was indiscriminant as to who her friends were. She had actually hugged Nell's chest tightly and called her 'big-boobies two' and laughed. Nell felt sorry for her and Kenpachi. They were almost labeled as outcasts because of their association with Ichigo.

Nell moaned as Ichigo's hands slid to her hips and he slipped them beneath her new shinigami robes. She was glad to have him undress her once again. It meant he was getting back into the mood. Nell felt his calloused fingers running over her smooth backside and she began to loosen the rest of her robes.

Ichigo was aroused now more than ever before. He was about to come right her and now. He had missed this so much, but he never really knew how to start it. He was more used to a girl trying to start something with him, like Yoruichi had done in the past, many times. He liked this much better now that it was Nell. She was such a beautiful woman, and she wanted him exclusively. Ichigo deepened their kiss, still undoing Nell's robes. He finally managed to get them off of her and the black garments pooled at her feet. Ichigo looked down for a moment to find Nell with a pair of Matsumoto's pink, lacy panties on to cover herself up. Nell giggled. Ichigo removed his kimono and began with his hamaka. Nell helped him there, undoing her bra with one hand and his hamaka with the other.

Ichigo ran his hands up at down her voluptuous body, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He grinned as she moaned, her bra falling to the floor after Ichigo grabbed it and threw it. He was glad to have Nell back. She always made him feel better, but he hadn't seen much of her lately. He briefly wondered why before Nell pulled his boxers down and stroked his iron-hard erection. Ichigo could barely take it. He hadn't had sex in such a long time, and his body ached for her.

Ichigo reached back down and pulled her panties down to her knees. She slid out of them and pushed her hips forward to Ichigo's. The vizard's senses went crazy and he grabbed her hips, forcing them to his. He sheathed himself fully within Nell's body and she moaned, her eyes wide and sparkling. She panted lightly. Ichigo's eyes struck from deep brown to a glowing white. His entire body burned for Nell. He grinned, but it seemed a bit saddened for his type of grin. Nell couldn't focus, lost in her own pleasure. Ichigo had to hold back his climax and let the feeling die down before he could continue.

"Ichi…nmmmm, I've missed this so much. Don't you ever go this long without having sex with me," she moaned huskily. Ichigo raised his eyebrows.

"I don't think I could've gone much longer either, but this whole end of the war thing, it's really getting to me. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything right."

"Ichigo, you killed Aizen. That alone is enough to show your true colors and merit. Don't blame yourself."

"But…because of me being a vizard, you get labeled like me. And so do all of my friends, those who've decided to stick with me," Ichigo murmured softly, head now resting on her chest. Nell shrugged and took his hollow mask off of his face and put it on her own.

"Ichigo, they see me as something worse than you. You're a shinigami who has hollow powers. I'm a hollow who has shinigami powers. If I weren't your lieutenant, I would be dead by now. Even with Ukitake letting me join you, most of these people want to kill me and string my guts up on their wall. You've done everything you could to make this existence better for everyone. Don't be so sad, because everyone here owes you their life." Ichigo sighed and shun-po'd into his bedroom. He set Nell down in his tatami mat and stood up, hollow mask appearing on his face again.

"How about the mystery hollow?" he mused, striking a shy pose. Nell laughed, pushing her breasts together.

"Oh, how scary! Who is this mystery hollow?" she asked. Ichigo pounced, taking Nell's back to the floor and her arms pinned above her head. She blushed a little, breasts now bouncing up and down. Ichigo laughed. He pushed their hips together and Nell raised her chest to his. Ichigo sighed with content, bringing his left hand to the small of Nell's back.

"Where was it?" he murmured, feeling around her spine. Nell was lost as Ichigo continued to form a rhythm with his hips.

"Ichi-"

"Found it!" he exclaimed, pressing on one of her vertebrae. Nell bit her lip to the point of drawing blood to contain the scream of ecstasy she let out. She glared daggers at Ichigo, his throbbing member at an odd angle.

"My dad's a doctor, and he forced me to listen to some of the stuff he said a woman liked. I never really thought I'd use one though. Did you like it?"

"Of course I did you moron! I don't want you to force a scream out of me and let everyone else know we're having sex Ichigo." Ichigo forced his hips down again and the teeth on his hollow mask disintegrated into black wisps of smoke. His head descended down to her chest and he licked one of her nipples, sending just a touch of raitsu into her body. Nell's back arched against Ichigo's body and the vizard slid his arm beneath her, holding her body in that position as his hips moved to and from hers. Nell couldn't move her arms and her knees were trembling. Ichigo could tell that she was just about finished with sanity. Ichigo wasn't about to giver her even a moment's rest from this.

He still had more planned for her. But for now, he wanted to make her milk. Ichigo latched his mouth onto her breast and suckled on it. Nell's back arched even further and she threw her head back. Ichigo slid his hand to her backside and squeezed lightly. And that gave him an idea, one that his father said was sure to work with the ladies. He dismissed the origin of the thought and withdrew from Nell's body. She moaned, but Ichigo wasn't done with her yet. He had three weeks worth of this to give her!

Ichigo grabbed Nell's hips and turned her over, pulling her up to her knees. Nell giggled.

"Oh, like this?" Nell asked, getting on all fours.

"Not quite," Ichigo said, taking her wrists and pulling her back into an upright position. Ichigo pressed his front to her back and pulled her arms behind her. Nell seemed intrigued. Ichigo's erection stuck out from between her legs. Nell felt his grip loosen on her right hand and she understood, reaching down to guide him into her. Ichigo nodded and then slammed his hips up, pushing his iron-hard length as far into her body as it could go. Nell moaned. Ichigo knew that he was hitting most of her pleasure points all at once, and that Nell was going to collapse into him soon. He leaned forward and kissed her neck, gazing at her breasts as they bounced up and down with every thrust of his hips.

Ichigo was mesmerized by her smooth and shimmy skin, her large breasts just waiting for his touch. Ichigo couldn't stand it anymore. He just had to touch them. Not only was Nell one of the few women in the Soul Society that didn't hate him, she was one of the extremely rare ones with large breasts. Ichigo released her arms and pressed her breasts to her body with his greedy hands. Not to say that Ichigo was greedy, but he wanted to feel her against him more badly than ever right now. Nell put her hands on his and guided their movements. Ichigo kissed her neck again, licking at the tender and smooth flesh.

Ichigo felt himself about to climax, and he quickened his pace, leaning against the wall behind him. Nell threw her head back against his shoulder and Ichigo turned her head to him. He kissed her deeply, closing his eyes. Nell moaned deeply, the vibrations sending Ichigo's mind into a blurry haze. He let out a deep sigh and felt his insides wrench in preparation for its climax. He gently let Nell down on all fours and slammed their hips together. Nell let out a yelp in surprise and Ichigo continued to slam her hips with his. Ichigo felt himself about to come and he slammed Nell's sex again and again and again, but his body wouldn't come. Ichigo was feeling it, and it was painful. His body felt like it was holding in his pleasure. Ichigo lifted his hollow mask off of his head and then his body climaxed violently.

Ichigo lifted Nell's knees off of the ground and pulled her to him, driving his manhood into her body, farther than he should have. Ichigo exploded into her body violently, shooting his hot seed deep into her. Nell covered her mouth with her hand to muffle the scream she let out. She was still wondering how Ichigo had managed to make her come so hard with him. Ichigo panted heavily and put his elbows on Nell's back, chin in his hands.

"How…was that…Nell?" Ichigo asked breathlessly. Nell chuckled.

"How do you…think it was?" She asked, panting like him. They sat there for a few moments, letting their sweating bodies relax for a while. Ichigo hadn't felt this good in a few weeks. He wasn't at all sad or displeased with himself. Hell, he'd just made Nell of all people come as hard as he had. Ichigo slowly pulled out and laid himself flat out on the ground. He was exhausted. Nell turned to him and straddled his hips, grinning like a Cheshire cat. She put a hand on his chest.

"How about we do that one more time?" she asked. Ichigo shook his head slowly.

"I can't Nell. I can't go on any longer. Maybe tomorrow," Ichigo breathed as a response. Nell smiled slyly.

"That won't do at all. If I can make you un-tired, will you have sex with me again?"

"I'd love to," Ichigo replied sarcastically. Nell grinned, bringing her lips to Ichigo's. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and bit down, letting a few drops of blood go down his throat. Ichigo coughed and pushed her up off of him.

"What the hell was that?!" he rasped hoarsely, coughing again. Nell grinned.

"That is my power, which I call Succubus," she answered shyly.

"I don't have any more strength Nell," Ichigo shot back as a reply.

"I still have the strength left to seduce you as many times as I want. And you know what that means," Nell chimed, a sly grin on her face. Ichigo's eyes turned back to deep brown and he groaned.

"Please, I'm too tired. I already made you come once. Isn't that enough?"

"For me it is, but you've not had enough fun. And you need a shower too. Let's go Ichigo, up up!" she chirped, standing easily. Ichigo made no attempt to move. He was much too tired. Nell wagged her finger back and forth, pouting her bottom lip.

"Come to the bathroom Ichigo," she commanded. Ichigo found himself standing up and following her hypnotically. What in the hell was happening to his body? Mere seconds ago he'd been so tired that he couldn't even stand. Something was wrong here. But then he remembered what a succubus was, a woman who could make any man do anything she wanted at any time. He groaned. Nell closed the door behind him and she smiled slyly.

"Now was that so hard? I know you could do this as many times as you wanted to." She pressed her warm body to his and Ichigo immediately was brought into a passionate kiss. He was aroused again by her, and he began to feel the arousal that she possessed still. Her heat was unmistakable Nell turned on the water to the shower, hot water streaming out of the shower head. Ichigo whimpered. Why was it when he turned on the shower, it started out cold? His mind soon dismissed the thought as Nell pressed him against the wall and smirked.

"We have to get you cleaned up silly, me too. So grab the shampoo off the rack and rub it in my hair. Ichigo did as commanded, pouring the green substance into his hand and rubbing it in her long hair until it was thick and soapy. Nell took the bottle and poured a glob of the stuff into her hand, now doing the same for Ichigo. The vizard moaned. She massaged his scalp, scratching the spots that he didn't even know itched.

He was enjoying this, and being under the control of her succubus powers had absolutely nothing to do with this. Nell stepped forward and the water streamed over her head, washing away the soapy mixture. It ran down her shoulders…and her chest. Ichigo could do nothing but watch as she knelt down and cupped her breasts, pressing them against him softly. The vizard yielded to his arrancar, giving up the last of his resistance to her. He had lost, completely and utterly. His will was broken, and he was a slave to Nell's will. It made his eyes heavy. He cast his gaze aside. Nell pumped him gently.

"Then I'll have to make you." She gazed up at him again and filled Ichigo with the lust and desire she wanted. Ichigo's erection grew harder, although the vizard had previously thought it utterly impossible. Nell pumped him with her smooth and firm breasts. Ichigo couldn't take his eyes off of her chest, water and soapy shampoo running down her tanned skin. Ichigo moaned with pleasure, rather uncommon for him. He didn't usually moan until he came. But Ichigo's body thought otherwise as he continued to moan as she put her lips to him, tongue licking him slowly.

She went down half way and moaned. Ichigo slammed his head back against the wall. It was unlike anything he'd been through so far. This was a thousand times better than his first blowjob from her. The mixture of pain from his head and pleasure from his Nell was intoxicating, and he couldn't get enough of the feeling. Ichigo slowly reached up and took the back of her head. She went all the way down without him even pushing her. His hand wasn't even in contact with her anymore. Nell moaned and Ichigo's knees wavered beneath him. Nell put her hand on his thigh and rubbed him slowly.

The feeling drove Ichigo to a further point of lust, and he wasn't content to sit here and wait. He had to take this into his hands! Ichigo waited until her lips left him and then pinned her to the floor, her arms pushed up by Ichigo's superior strength. His eyes were still white, and smoke came out of his mouth when he spoke.

"Nell, if you wanted it that bad, you should have just asked," he said. Even Ichigo could see the sparkling white streaks in the smoke, where his raitsu was actually flowing. He grinned widely and pushed his pulsing erection into his Nell's tight sex. She moaned and her cheeks tinted pink.

"I can feel it throbbing inside of me Ichigo. Let it all out." Ichigo pulled her into a deep kiss, almost drooling with lust for her. Nell was rather surprised as the white smoke coming from his mouth, now coming out of his nose, was tingling her throat and cheeks. Ichigo pulled his hips back and cupped Nell's cheeks in his hands, leaning into their kiss. He closed his glowing eyes and slammed into her harder than he had ever hit anything before.

He shot his burning seed into her womanhood, and she passed out then and there, overloaded with pleasure. Ichigo sighed and shut off the water, drying and cleaning her with a towel. He dried himself next and carried Nell out of the bathroom. He set her down on his tatami mat and sat down next to her after he dressed himself. He put the covers over Nell's body and she moaned lightly. Ichigo kissed her forehead and sat back down on the porch outside. Lightning streaked across the sky, the rain pouring harder than ever. Ichigo shook his head.

"I'm sorry Orihime, I really do love you, but I love Nell just as much. If you were still here, then I'd suggest a threesome. I love you Orihime, so please understand." The rain began to slow and lightning ceased to strike. Ichigo sighed and laid back comfortably. He was tired. If he could just rest his eyes for a few minutes…

A/N: So there's chapter 1. I hope you liked it and I want four reviews for it before I'll continue. Bydo, this one's for you.