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Well... well.. well. I finally got my lazy ass to post chapter 2. This is 5.1k words! A new record for me! I did email fanfiction about the fact that Neliel tu Oderschvank not having a pairing option. I think they're ignoring me... Anyways this chapter was one hell of a bitch to make. Every time I wrote something, I realized that I fucked up something (ex. Gin good/bad? Who is older? Didn't this person save this person's life. and etc.) Really pissed me off. The reviews were nice motivation boosters though.

Also an important note. This chapter contains a Rape Scene so yeah, if you don't like that stuff then sorry. It's to help the story. I'll uh, point out where the rape part begins, but a little note, its actually like more than half of this chapter. Its not really graphical, at least in my opinion.

With that said, I was pleasantly surprised to have received an email from one of my former favorite Naruto FF writers. Former because I thought he was dead and stopped writing fiction. I'm glad that he is going to try and make a Neliel story, lets see what happens. He gave me some pointers and tips. Most of which I ignored ... hehe... but I did appreciate the gesture. Most people tell me that I am moving the story too fast, or I have the characters being way too OOC. Well, I know. LOL. Like I said, this story is a rough draft of several different rough drafts with the same outcome. I am finally getting down the details of the between. So no, Ichigo is not going to be boning Neliel any time soon. This story is actually going to be a pretty long story. So if you like Neliel then your in luck! I hate how people who post stories are so canon. This is pretty much my imagination.

Seems as though I'm the only person who thinks Nel is cute and sexy. Shame. This is a new story that I brainstormed and worked my ass off trying to make. This is my rough draft. Beta appreciated... Please leave me a review telling me what I need to impove on or if some of my information is wrong. This is a Ichigo and Neliel pairing. The only one of its kind. So appreciate it.

Also, I apologize to RyokuRehara and Animateia. I know I let you guys down. But I hope that I can make it up. Give me a chance.

Neliel FTW

Summary: Aizen lost his life. Ichigo lost his friends. Urahara is hurting too. So is Ichigo's heart. Leave it to Sandal-hat to give Ichigo a chance. Leave it to Ichigo, to milk it for all its worth.

"Talking" ------ speech

'Thinking' ------thinking

"Talking" ------ hollow speech

'Thinking' ------- hollow thinking

Disclaimer: Just need $12 more dollars, and then I'll have enough money to buy the rights to own Bleach. Oh no. I forgot about the tax! Nuuuu! Well, until then Tite Kubo owns Bleach.

Even before he could move, Ulquiorra and Nnoitra were holding his arms behind his back. Nel had assumed a fighting stance with her hand gripping the handle of her zanpakuto. The atmosphere was tense, and all eyes were fixed upon Ichigo. Ichigo was staring hard at the person in front of him. A few moments passed in intense silence, when the person at the door suddenly collapsed. Still, restraining Ichigo they waited for his response.

"I have no problems with him, but its pretty obvious that he has some. Can't you see that he is on the brink of death from malnutrition? Also, if his wounds aren't treated soon, then he'll die from the blood loss. Stop wasting time." His gentle whisper heard echoed loudly and had an immediate effect.

Ulquiorra and Nnoitra released their hold over his arms and set about the preparations to heal the stranger. Neliel simply flashed Ichigo a smile then took a seat next to him. After finishing the necessary preparations, they awaited further instructions. Noticing that the movements had stopped Ichigo looked up to see the expectant faces of his little group.

"You guys go ahead and patch him up as best you can, I'll just be right outside." With that said, Ichigo got up and exited the humble estate and closed the door softly.

He was able to take twelve more steps before he found himself unable to move and dropped to the floor leaning against the tree.

'Guess my body really is strained. I wonder why? Damn it, this better not last too long.' He pulled himself up to lean against the bush.

"Yoruichi-san…" He said quietly to himself.

His eyes lost their focus, as his mind slowly drifted back to that day. All of the details were so firmly imprinted, he could even remember the number of rocks there were on the ground.

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Flashback

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Two months of fighting for their lives. Two months to save a friend. Two months to have lost many friends. Only a handful of people remained. Ichigo and Urahara were standing closely together, both in a loose stance but ready to switch to the defensive. They had left Chad back at their makeshift B.O.O. (Base Of Operations) because he was in no condition to help them in the last fight. He would just be a hindrance to them, and put himself in unnecessary danger. Neliel offered to stay behind with him to heal him of his wounds and help him pass the time.

The mission had been to save Inoue Orihime. But she had died. Sacrificing her life to destroy the hougyoku, she finished it in time, but when she finished and got up to leave, two fraccions killed her. Ishida killed Tousen using something called Grate Grits. It was the last resort of a Quincy, where their life is exchanged for a brief moment of incomprehensible power. All that was left of his friend were his broken glasses. Chad took on two espada, and was lucky to have gotten aid from the privaron espadas (former espadas). Otherwise, he would've been just another body count. There were many of the privaron espadas that they had befriended, so that through sheer number, Chad and his group were able to take on the espadas, and the back up espadas.

Before Grimmjow died, he revealed the information that Inoue was killed. That it was too late to save her. But that was the first mission. They were trying to save her when they found out that she was killed. Yoruichi was shocked the most out of their group. She said she was going to take a short walk to clear her mind. But she never returned. Grimmjow informed that she was taken hostage and to be tortured by Ichimaru Gin.

Ichimaru Gin was nowhere to be seen though. Throughout all of their battles, they had never seen the man. They had wondered where he had disappeared to, and Grimmjow told him that he knew nothing else about him or about Yoruichi.

That left Aizen and Ulquiorra. It all came down to four people. On the good side was Kurosaki Ichigo and Urahara Kisuke. On the other team, Aizen Sousuke and the fourth espada Ulquiorra Schiffer. As for Soul Society, Aizen had sent many hollows and dispersed them all over the world, so that even though they needed help, the local shinigami would need the help more.

Sweat dribbled down Ichigo's face as he glared at the two people who had made his life a living hell. He had a few things that he wanted to "talk" about with those two but it was too late for words. Only death could answer their questions.

"Where is she? I swear that if you laid even one speck of dust on her, you'll-"

"Kurosaki Ichigo. She is dead." The voice was calm, and collected.

Turning his gaze to the speaker, he saw Ulquiorra's face betraying no emotion, not giving any tell or sign of lying. He was speaking the truth. The truth that he had no intention of believing!

"That's bullshit! I know her. Yoruichi is strong, and she would never go down without a fight!"

His violent outrage was met by the pacifist voice, "I can show you the truth, if Aizen-sama wishes." Turning his body to face Aizen, he waited for him to respond.

"Yes, that sounds great. Ulquiorra if you don't mind, please show our visitors." His smile never left face as he stared them down.

Nodding his head in compliance, Ulquiorra began. Kisuke's eyes narrowed as he saw what the espada was doing. Ichigo just sharpened his gaze as he waited for the fourth espada to do whatever he was going to do. They were both surprised when they saw him gouge out his eye with his bare hand and crush it into powder. At first they thought it was a trap or some kind of inhalant poison, but then they it came.

Every little thing that they did to Yoruichi rushed into their grieved minds as they saw her subjected to verbal abuse, mental trauma, and more ways of violating a woman than they could count with their fingers and toes. But with it, they also saw what had happened to Yoruichi Shihouin, and what became of Ichimaru Gin.

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The memory revealed.

People the rape scene starts here. Kind of.

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When Gin appeared in her cell, she noted that his usual arrogant, playful, sadistic smirk was absent. Instead he replaced his usual demeanor with a sympathetic face. This time, he had Yoruichi bound with a thick rope. For the past two weeks, he had never bound her, only violated her. She learned that while Gin was evil incarnate when he had to be, he tended to be a kind and caring person in the shadows. He expressed to her how much it pained him to violate her everyday every time he raped her. The fun that Aizen promised him, he called a crime. He explained to her why he thought so which surprised her. People like Gin, are the kind of people that no one suspects to be so open about their feelings.

Basically, somewhere in his mind he knew that what he was doing was wrong. Matsumoto had hated men like these with all of her guts. But this had nothing to do with her, and its what former captain Aizen had ordered him to do. That how he explained it to her, that's why she was never terrified from losing her cherry and why she was never scared of their mandatory sessions.

He had been the person who took her virginity. Which came as a surprise to him. It seemed that despite her flirtatious manner and her revealing selection of clothing, Shihouin Yoruichi believed in the philosophy of a special someone and a magical first time.

He thought about the fact that she was royalty, living the life of a noble princess. He was deduced that her family must have instilled some virtues and principles that she had to uphold. Still, this was irrelevant and decided to return to his current assignment.

He wasn't looking forward to this final meeting. Aizen had asked (forced) him to end his last torture session with the criminal. If he didn't do a good job of it, Aizen would no doubt be pissed at him. Strolling over towards Yoruichi, he unsheathed his zanpakuto Shinnosuke and approached her subdued form slowly. He wished that things could be different.

Aizen wanted him to do this and wanted him to do that. If he didn't then he would be punished like everyone else. The only difference was that no one could substitute for him, and that granted a get out of jail free card (AN: LOL Monopoly reference.) from the death penalties. Still he did get a couple slaps on the wrists, and they did hurt. Every mission and every assignment was expected to be carried out or else… Consequences that he would rather live without would await him.

That's why he was going to do more than have sex with her today. Aizen seemed to have a tree up his ass and demanded that he do everything in his power to break her down. Normally he would tell him to have fun, but it seems as though the little strawberry's power was growing a little too quickly and a little too much for him to ignore anymore.

As he held his zanpakuto in his right hand, he checked his left pocket for the aphrodisiacs. This would be the first time he would ever use them, and it was only because he was ordered to. Besides the aphrodisiacs, he had an assortment of bondage items on the small table in the corner. He would be forced to use them all. Its not that he didn't like having sex, especially when it was with a bombshell like Yoruichi, hell any hot-blooded male would do anything for a day in his shoes. But it's the fact that he was raping someone who bawled her heart out each time he did it, and that she couldn't do anything because of the collar around her neck draining her reiatsu. The only thing she had the power to do now was to delay the inevitable for a few seconds, and maybe get a few of questions answered.

He reached Yoruichi, and spoke to her for the first time since entering the small dingy dungeon. "Yoruichi-san, I know that you probably hate me for having done horrible things to you. But I was ordered to, and you know how it is when Aizen wants something." He paused and let her digest his words, he applied honorifics because he always respected the female for overcoming the sexist opinions and making it to the top.

"However, what I am about to do to you now, is not of my own volition, but of Aizen's decree. Will you… will you forgive me?" he asked. Yoruichi slowly stared up at him, and just as slowly nodded her head. "Thank you. Maybe in some other time in some other world, we could have been best friends. Things could have been so much different. But in this time, here and now, there can only be pain and misery. For that I apologize." He said as he sighed and slumped a little.

"Before I begin, is there anything you would like to know? I promise to give you only the truth, so ask now while you still can or else…" He waited a moment and let the silence say the rest.

"…I want to know, if you are going to kill them. That's all I want to know." Her throat was dry from dehydration, but she was thankful that she was able to voice her question.

"No… I won't kill them. Other people will. When it comes down to it though, I've had enough fighting. I miss my old life. The life before Aizen. The life where it didn't matter what I did, as long as it was fun. I'm tired Yoruichi-san. So no, I don't think I'll fight anymore." He replied.

Then he placed the gag on her mouth, and checked the ropes to make sure that Yoruichi's hands were securely tied above her head and that her left leg was tied with her hands. She was standing on her right leg and her left leg was tied to her hands in a way that she displayed her womanhood clearly for anyone who chanced to glance at her. He tightened the rope causing her to release a muffled cry. He gently cupped her the sides of her cheeks and brought his face in front of hers. Through those two small windows to the soul known as eyes, he saw all of the despair and inner turmoil that she had gone through and expected. After a few moments had gone by, she slowly closed her eyes and nodded her head in affirmation to let him know that he could start.

Immedietly she felt his zanpakuto pushed forcefully into her snatch, and let out a muffled cry of surprise. After a few moments of this, he decided that it would be better without the gag and removed it, then he parted her lips with his fingers and pushed his tongue into Yoruichi's mouth. She allowed him entry and opened her mouth, but Gin couldn't allow her to enjoy herself. Not for this last session. He kissed her roughly for what felt like hours, then started to rotate his sword's handle inside her. He tried to savor the taste of her mouth, tried to memorize everything about her that would soon be gone.

Gin slowly brought a hand up to her right breast and squeezes it while he continued to rotate his sword. Yoruichi gasped at the sensation, but Gin just ignored her and continued to manhandle her. Then he propped the sword up so that it stayed in her pussy and started teasing her nipples with his fingers. Leaning down and he brought his lips to her neck, slowly trailed kisses until he reached Yoruichi's left breast. He placed her mouth over the nipple, and began to play with it using his tongue. Yoruichi couldn't stop the involuntary moan of pleasure from escaping her lips, and as soon as it did, the ministrations stopped. Gin stepped back and took his lips away and withdrew his hand.

"Like I said, Aizen ordered me to do something that I didn't want to do. But I don't have the power to disobey him, so I'm sorry. I can't allow you to enjoy this, or it wouldn't be punishment." Gin smirked. Yoruichi knew she was going to suffer, Gin never had to tie her down, he just simply got it over with in a few minutes. But she knew this time was different. She could see it in his eyes and she saw him reach into his pocket. From his pocket he produced a bottle; it was too small to cause her any harm, but she was certain that it was the contents of the bottle that were going to do the damage. Upon closer inspection, she saw that it was an aphrodisiac.

"Gin! Don't! Please I don't want this!" shouted Yoruichi. She knew what was going to happen. She struggled against her ropes and readied herself to fight with one leg if she had to. It would probably only stop him for a second, but she didn't want to enjoy what was going to happen. She never would. She brought her foot up to kick him but stopped, however, when she felt his zanpakuto missing from her flower patch and at her throat. She gave up all hopes of stopping him. Before she could try to reason with him, she felt the gag stuffed back into her mouth. He kept his soul slayer blade close to her throat, incase she tried to do something stupid.

For a few minutes nothing happened, which confused her. She realized that she had her eyes shut tight and cracked one open to see what he was doing. He was staring at her, his eyes roaming over every curve of her body, every inch of her skin.

Yoruichi moaned in embarrassment and shut her eyes again. She wanted to hide her naked body, to stop him from seeing every little detail on her body. He never studied her, he just simply fucked her. Finally, she heard his clothes rustling and heard them drop to the floor. He appeared to be finished with his inspection, but not done with her. He moved to the table and got a blindfold and proceeded to wrap it around her eyes. Then he knelt down in front of her so that his face was right next to her pussy and she shivered as she felt his hot breath. She heard him uncork the bottle containing the aphrodisiac and heard the wet plop of the substance coating his fingers. She stiffened as she felt him rub it between her legs, covering her clitoris, and going inside her, "After all this time, you're still awfully tight down here. Its like you're doomed to be a virgin forever."

"This time, I guarantee that you'll be anything but a virgin." He began to slide her fingers in and out, moving slowly, then speeding up, working in the aphrodisiac as he went. Its effects were immediate, so that if someone was putting up too much of a struggle, it would sap their will to fight. He never liked it. It would only fuel the victim's hate for such things and the experience of sex. It would make them powerless, and that's a victim's worst nightmare. The inability to fight and defend oneself, and the helplessness of being betrayed to enjoy feelings that were drug-induced. Shame, misery, and pleasure from one little bottle, it was horrific and amazing at the same time. Aizen had ordered it to be made by Szayel Aporro Granz the eighth espada, and he didn't fail him.

Yoruichi began to pant slightly and sweat began to run down her body, but she didn't struggle knowing what the outcome would be. Gin however kept on fingering her and increasing in intensity as he prepared her for her final torture session. After another minute, he leaned forward and applied his tongue to accompany his fingers. The aphrodisiac was in full effect as he could hear her fighting to keep her moans in. Everytime she moaned though, he stopped pleasuring her, and waited for her to calm down. Sexual frustration. That's what this last session was meant to be. Don't give her the pleasure of releasing, only the agony of being just under the peak to explode. After ten minutes of this, he could heard her through the gag begging, pleading him for release. She had by now realized what the true plan was, and knew this was going to drive her insane. How many times had it been now? She had lost count after twelve. She wanted to cum so badly, her pussy ached for his touch, her mouth drooled her desperation, her eyes though hidden showed her tears of despair. Yet he ignored her attempts to grant her a mercy. He just silently continued to work his fingers in and out, teasing Yoruichi's breasts with his mouth and hands. He spent that whole morning, afternoon, and night teasing her. Not once, was she allowed to release. Not once, was she left untouched. Not once, did she ever feel as though her prayers would be answered. But after twenty-four hours, Gin stopped and gave her the one thing that could end her pain. She thanked him in her heart, for disobeying Aizen, and allowing her to cum just once. She felt him entering her slowly, felt every little vein in his penis throb and twitch as he moved in and out of her. He had removed the gag from her mouth a couple of hours ago to give her water to drink, and left the gag off. She was thankful for that mercy, and screamed with all of her remaining strength as she finally came.

"Yoruichi-san, forgive me." He moaned as he came into her pussy.

He was panting heavily, because he had to hold himself back from just fucking her from step 1. He had to remind himself however that Aizen would make sure that he tortured her correctly, which brought him back to reality. He turned his head to the corner where Ulquiorra was sitting. Staring at him and at her with his all seeing and recording eyes. He nodded to the espada and caught his zanpakuto that Ulquiorra threw at him, and in one quick fluid motion, sliced her head off.

The head made an obscene plop sound as it rolled on the floor, painting it with blood, sweat, and tears. He quickly dressed himself and left the room. The espada could clean up the mess. He was going to have a long talk with Aizen. Reaching the door, he stopped and asked Yoruichi for forgiveness one last time. "Sorry Yoruichi. But I will keep my promise, I won't kill any of your friends. Unless I became one." He breathed out the last sentence, as he resumed his walk back to the palace of Las Noches.

'If I became your friend Shihouin Yoruichi, and you never knew it. Let me show you now.' He gripped his zanpakuto tightly as he picked up his pace to confront Aizen.

'If you ever doubted that I would break the promise that we made together in that room, let me destroy those doubts.' He had reached Aizen's private quarters now.

'And if I was your friend in some other time, in some other place. Let it be here and now!' He broke down the door and rushed into the room, Shinnosuke drawn and his resolution burning brightly.

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Memory transfer complete.

Its all over guys! The rape has ended.

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It only took a moment for them to absorb the entire memory of what happened. It took just as long for them to change their thoughts about Ichimaru Gin, and of Aizen.

"Yes, Gin was a good pet, but in the end it seems that he never really obeyed his master. I'll give him credit, he cut me a little. But then again, a surprise attack usually is at least somewhat effective. I do appreciate Ulquiorra's ability to the utmost. If the subject grants him permission, he is able to read their thoughts, not just record what is going on. But now that you know that I assume that you no longer have any reason to be here. Inoue is dead. As well as Yoruichi. I suggest that you le-"

"I suggest that you think about all of the sins that you have committed and pray for forgiveness. Because your not getting any forgiveness from me!" Ichigo had already released his bankai and hollow form as he rushed Aizen.

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Seventeen minutes later

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The fight ended swifty. It wasn't like those movies where the hero and the villain have some twenty minute battle and taunt each other while dodging each other's blades. It wasn't a battle where the hero would save the princess, and they would live happily ever after. It was a fight without words, with no one to rescue. The only thing worth fighting for in this battle, was for the other's death. Zaraki Kenpachi would have loved nothing more than to have this fight. Aizen had abducted Yachiru and used her as a bait to draw him. It worked. That's how he died. No grand fight filled with bloodlust in the air, or a round two between him and Tousen. Just a dead Yachiru with a rope around her neck, and her legs dangling on a rope. He was too traumatized to move. That was Kenpachi.

Ichigo was able to kill Aizen not because he was stronger, but because of Aizen's arrogance. He never knew that Ichigo and his inner hollow had finally respected each other. He never knew that Ichigo and his hollow had grown close to each other like brothers. He had never known that Ichigo's hollow could separate from his body and fight alongside him. The surprise attack had worked. One Zangetsu was in his heart, the other one had broken his zanpakuto. No more illusions, no more pain, no more Aizen.

Urahara however, didn't take out his rage on the espada. He and Ulquiorra simply moved far away and rather talked out what had happened and what could happen. Ulquiorra was no fool, and he knew that even though Aizen was clever and powerful, no one could claim the title of kami (god). They came to the agreement that if Ichigo should win, that he would serve him and his purpose. The destruction of the hougyoku allowed that.

The hougyoku served two functions. Besides being the tool that allowed Aizen to create more arrancars, it also allowed him to manipulate and control them better. Almost like a mind-controlling device. After the destruction of it courtesy of Inoue Orihime, the espadas realized that they weren't forced against their will to carry out Aizen's orders. A small taste of freedom, brought a great hunger for more.

Grimmjow had tried to eliminate Aizen after he had been freed, but was still had no where near as powerful. He was swatted away and was punished severely. Nnoitra had never liked Aizen from the beginning, but was unable to refuse him anything like everyone else. He promised to Ulquiorra though, that if there was anyone better then Aizen, then he would serve that person to the end. With that, he disappeared with his fracciones. All of the other espadas remained loyal.

Ulquiorra informed Kisuke of this, and Kisuke agreed that if Nnoitra was being truthful, then he would be allowed to join them. They waited for the explosions and sounds of battle to die down, before they made their way to where the fight had taken place. They weren't surprised to see Aizen on the floor. Or rather, pieces of Aizen and his zanpakuto broken into tiny fragments and scattered all over the floor. His blood painted the sand red, and even though he was dead, his face had a ghost of a smile.

They approached the kneeling Ichigo and waited for him to calm down. After catching his breath, Urahara informed him of the deal that was going to happen. He was skeptical at first, but he trusted Sandal-Hat, if only because there was no one left to trust.

They went back to their B.O.O with Ulquiorra in tow, and waited told Chad and Neliel about the plan. Chad just offered the espada a handshake, while Neliel offered a friendly hug. It took them a few days to locate the missing espada. It would've taken them much longer, but Neliel found a hollow lying dead on the floor with his body sliced in half. Well, she found twenty hollows and then over the next hill they saw more, and more hollows. So following the path of dead hollows, it wasn't long before they caught up.

Though he did promise to serve the better person, Nnoitra said that he wouldn't serve someone who was weaker then him and challenged Ichigo to a duel. Fifteen seconds, twelve bruises, one missing tooth, and a broken hand later he agreed to join Ichigo and co. As long as he wasn't bored or otherwise annoyed he said he would serve him.

They made their way back to the B.O.O., and waited for twelve days. Twelve days of talking and exchanging stories with each other while they waited for the shinigami to open the portal to return them back to Soul Society and life. Once they did come, they had to explain the situation and circumstances of what happened, such as why there were three espadas not trying to kill them.

Sou-taicho (general) Yamamoto agreed to allow the epsadas to serve Ichigo. The shinigamis were low on numbers and could use help, not that he wanted to admit it. They returned to Karakura city, the deaths of their friends, allies, and teachers resting heavily on their minds.

Inoue had no parents or family to grieve for the death of their daughter, so Ichigo, Chad, and Kisuke did. Yoruichi's death came as an unpleasant surprise to Soi Fon and she refused to speak to anyone or leave her captain's quarters. Ishida was respected and given praise by Soul Society. Funny how he detested the shinigamis and how the Quincy were despised just as equally by the death gods. That only with the death of the last Quincy, the shinigamis understood the power and the pride of the Quincy. Too late for an apology, and too late for an agreement, the shinigamis who had killed the Quincys mourned for the lost lives.

Life goes on, and so it did. Madarame Ikkaku third seat of the eleventh squad was elected as the 11th division taichou (captain) and Yumichika became the fuku-taichou (vice-captain). The other remaining seats and captains were filled up as well. Life could go on, though not so easily, it would continue. But not for Kurosaki Ichigo.

He was beyond grief. He wanted his old life back. The life where he had his friends, the life where there were smiles. In this life, there was nothing left except pain. He refused to live that kind of life, and he would be damned if he couldn't find a way to stop all of this from ever happening.

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Flashback over

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He opened his eyes and saw the sun streaming through the branches of the tree. He had been outside all night. His body protested against moving, his back aching from leaning against the tree all night, and his muscles still ached, but he didn't care. With measured steps, he calmy made his way into the house, and his eyes fell on its inhabitants. Nnoitra was slumped against a corner, scowling but still holding a dried sponge. He looked around and saw Neliel in her baby form sleeping at the foot of the futon. Ulquiorra was no where to be seen, but that didn't bother him, he was more then strong enough to take care of himself. His eyes drifted slowly towards the person laying on the futon, and as his eyes settled on the last occupant of the room, a small smile formed on his face.

"Ichimaru Gin, this is the time and place that you've been looking for."

"Say hello to your little friend."

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Neliel FTW

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Author's Note: Well, you've read the first Ichigo Neliel story ever. Whether you liked it or not, its the only one of its kind. Read and review, or at least constructively criticize me. This is unknown territory I'm in, so help me out. Beta testers appreciated. Also, I challenge you readers to help popularize Neliel tu Oderschvank! Make your own stories!

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