I've never thought i would update this story again. But here it is, especially for the few of you who still support this story!


It was still quite early in the morning when Harribel opened her eyes, not really from sleep since she was embarrassingly passed out last night. Until that second, she still couldn't believe the brat's crazy performance in bed. But her inability to count the number of intense climaxes she had experienced last night until her inevitable blackout was a solid prove of his prowess. That level of pleasures, she had never felt them before and her supposedly super durable body shamefully couldn't handle them. Still she couldn't help it, the young Shinigami was like an alpha male who determined to impregnate his female during a mating session, purely feral. The former Espada should be ashamed since the 'wimpy brat' had dominated her both in battlefield and bed, but to her shock and puzzlement she just felt content and totally satisfied. Her stupid gut feelings even told her she had found the one she belonged to.

"Am I still a wimpy brat now?" The said brat was surprisingly still up, playing with her golden blonde hair and making her blushed unconsciously when she noticed the gesture.

"No you're not a wimp, but you're still a brat and that's a fact. Okay (Ahem) would you mind sharing your bedroom with me from now on? Uh it's kind of nice." Her flushed but determined face was so effective in convincing the clearly amused male.

"Sure, just keep from molesting this 'brat' when he's asleep...'mature woman'." He knew and was glad she was at the very least interested in him, so he would not pass up the chance to tease her.

"If I remember correctly the brat was the one who had molested the mature woman's 'not really impressive' breasts till they went a bit numb." She still couldn't believe how obsessed he was with her breasts last night as if he suddenly forgot his insults to them.

"Sorry about that, I mean the 'not impressive' part. Your breasts um they're the best I've ever come across to be honest." Seeing how still completely bare they were made his lust almost unbearable.

"Uh thank you I guess… What the hell?! Have we gone this pathetic talking about breasts this early in the morning?! It's your fault, you pervert, your sick influence." Honestly no one knew where the duo's badass personas had been hiding this past day.

"(Sigh) I just sacrificed my dying ego to compliment her and she carelessly stomped on it…" Now he began to wonder how long till he regretted the decision of sharing his room with her.

"Pathetic brat - wait what is that?" She picked up a damaged card that had been carelessly abused during their 'battle' last night from the rumpled bed sheet.

"My 'human' ID card… or used to be." The poor thing was kind of gross really, being covered with rather questionable substances…

"Tyler Heavensward… a new name? I didn't know you're still that insecure brat." Of course she wouldn't miss the chance to strike again even in what was supposed to be an amused question.

"My public name or 'human' name to put it simply, it's necessary." Surely the blonde was smart enough to not question its necessity knowing his situation.

"T.H. huh? The same initial as your real name, same as mine too, coincidence?" Not expecting any reply, she just shrugged when he stared at her strangely for pointing out something silly like that

"Tier Heavensward … hmm it doesn't sound bad at all, but still - sigh… nothing can beat Tia Hitsugaya to me." The barely audible mumbles caught the only Hitsugaya in complete lost.

"(Snort) Twenty four years old huh? Seriously? You look barely passed seventeen, brat." She could only guess the places he frequently visited that made him pretend to be 'older'.

"Have you forgotten how this brat made you faint last night? Also be grateful my room is soundproofed. You're far louder than human females." Without it her screams could've been heard from outside the house, not that it really mattered though since his house was located in a remote place.

"Wait, so I assume you often bring women here? You're too perverted for your 'age'! You definitely have been with women before. Don't you dare to lie, how many have you ever slept with?" It greatly puzzled and irritated her how she felt furious all of a sudden imagining the brat's conquests.

"Obviously and it's not relevant how many. What is it to you anyway? It's not your business even if I fuck every woman in the world err but I have standards of course." This time he stiffened slightly when he saw the hurt in her angry eyes even though he wasn't sure what caused it.

"You barely became an adult and already a manwhore?! Ugh why did I let you touch me last night? God knows - uh the real one of course - maybe you've even given me some disgusting diseases!" Ouch, she didn't realize how fatal her blow at his poor ego this time around, did she?

"I am immune to almost all diseases, especially petty human's ones. Besides, have you gone senile to forget how you lusted over me? I bet you still do, very much." Pure statements, that's what they were, no boasting or taunting or even witty comeback.

"Grow up and try to be committed. If you are with me, don't you ever dare to even look at other women improperly or I will destroy you." It would be best to take her calm ultimatum seriously because she could definitely find a way to destroy him somehow.

"You feel that way too huh?" A small gentle smile accompanied his rather hopeful question.

"What feelings? It is purely physical desire, natural possessiveness, and honor." It was her turn to cringe slightly hearing her own cold lie.

"Of course, I get it." Hearing the sad resignation in his tone almost made her reach over him to hug him tightly, but of course her ego would never let her.

"Good boy. Ugh what is it this time? Being all mushy like weaklings... You know it's your fault right? After your perverted one, is this your wimpy influences turn to strike now?" Her halfhearted bullying was just her attempt to better the mood, knowing that he scowled playfully in return.

"Now I'm hungry, go make some meals. You can question me later afterwards." She sounded tired, so he just nodded and didn't question her further.


She felt bad, honestly bad. Her dominant nature, she despised it very much at that moment. He had already suffered a lot more than enough belittlement during his relatively short life (for a soul) so far. To put it simply, she had been acting like a top tier bitch towards him and he didn't deserve that. She just knew he was actually a very nice boy. It's just his icy nature and people's treatments toward him that made him seemed like a bastard. Now she also had come to understand a bit why he had been sleeping around. He must have been so lonely while at the same time bearing an impossible burden as the last and only hope against Aizen. Unknown to her, little by little her admiration for him grew surely, breaking the boundaries toward the point where it could one day become the one precious feeling that had been nothing but a ridiculous joke for her kind.

Forcing her naked, bruised, and completely sore body to get up, the blonde hurriedly head to the bathroom. Her new 'normal soul' state made her more sensitive of her body natural necessities and hygiene. So, the sticky substances - thanks to the brat - that trailed down from between her thighs made her feel so uncomfortable. Moments later she emerged from the bathroom fully freshened and cleaned from any sexual smells or traces but still pretty much sore. However to her annoyance, she realized she didn't have any spare outfits or even underwear here. Her grumbling belly didn't help her mood at all and in the end she just carelessly grabbed one of the brat's turtlenecks before going to the kitchen. Ignoring the too tight space around the chest area as she wore it, she found the size a bit too big even for her rather tall figure so it could cover her bum nicely.

"Sorry for the rather plain breakfast, not that I'm an amateur cook. I just find it mostly pointless to make fancy dishes." Still only clad in his boxers, the boy presented a plate of rather plain but delicious looking sandwiches to the woman.

"It's fine, who cares. Now go take a bath, your smell make me losing my appetite." Ungrateful bitch, that was what she called herself instantly after realizing her rudeness.

"(Sigh) Alright sorry, I'll go now. By the way, later today I'm going out to get some things. You can tag along if you want, I'll buy you some proper clothing." His patience and attention forced her to ponder seriously why did she keep calling him brat?

Now that she thought about it, he had mostly been the more mature one between the two of them. After the beginning hostility when she got here, he rarely got back at her teasing, taunting, or even bullying. To her puzzlement, he always tried to be polite, helpful, and even nice to her despite her being an enemy originally. Yet she called him brat, wimp, and pervert… okay what's so perverted about him anyway? Yes he often stared at her body, but could she really blame him? He was just a healthy boy in the presence of a scantily clad buxom older woman who loved to provoke him. Even during their coupling last night, he tried to take her sweetly at first until finally her constant taunting and dominating attitude snapped his ego and forced him to put her in her place.

"Hey, um I just want to notify you I'm gonna be underground. If you need anything you can find me there. Enjoy the breakfast." He seemed to have done taking a bath and now standing tall in the doorway wearing a casual outfit instead of the usual 'battle' one.

"Wait, I'm going with you. You need me to answer some questions, no?" After grabbing the last piece of her sandwich, she jogged slightly to catch up with him.

"So, what have actually happened in Soul Society?" His Captain self didn't waste much time to be a professional when he got the opportunity, right after the two got to the training area.

"Basically Seireitei has become a massive laboratory for both organic and 'magical' weapons with Rukongai as the test field." The woman was also quick to switch into her serious Espada mode.

"Starrk is too lazy to interfere, so Szayel is in complete charge of the experiments. The residences no matter who they are, even the nobles and officials of Seireitei are nothing but lab rats. Almost all of the high-ranking Shinigami of the Gotei 13 have undergone Hollowfication save for the old man, just because his Shinigami power is too strong for a Hollow power to grow along with it. Sorry, I don't have much understanding of the experiments and the true motives behind them." She surprisingly looked genuinely apologetic when she said the last part.

"It's okay, that's good enough to gouge the potential strength and danger. Next, Hueco Mundo." He already had some theories actually concerning the motives.

"As you must've already known, old Baraggan has regained his throne. They just continue hunting potential recruits to be turned into Arrancar and join their rank to strengthen their military force. Nothing had changed much really, still the same boring place." She said that lightly, but he knew she still cared for her home world and were a bit frustrated with the stagnation.

"I see. How loyal to Aizen are they actually?" Honestly, he hoped the Hueco Mundo could be put in the sideline and wouldn't interfere.

"We basically don't believe in authority, it's in our blood and primal instinct to do whatever we want. However, my people are also very opportunistic to gain something or just simply to survive." Her stoic face couldn't completely mask her disappointment.

"Okay, finally Aizen himself. I assume he's in the Soul King's palace and has the Royal Guards also his under control. Am I correct?" Yes, his deduction was rather obvious but he just wanted to save her some trouble of explaining unnecessary things.

"Are you trying to impress me? Never mind. Yes, you're correct. What you need to know is Aizen uses his third Hougyoku fusion during idle state. I think you or I could handle that form with no problem. Unfortunately, I suspect he still has two higher fusion forms beyond that. You'll die pathetically, boy." Here it was time to continue the 'bashing Hitsugaya's ego' game.

"Thanks for the warning, anything else?" To her surprise and salute he stayed calm after hearing her mocking that came unconsciously.

"As his 'bodyguard' there is Yammy Margela, a fusion between the remnants of Yammy Llargo and Wonderweiss Margela. His power was predicted to be on par with your Captain-Commander." Aizen must've created him to counter Zanka no Tachi if Yamamoto could regain his senses somehow.

"Also one more thing, a vital one, he has a trump card. It's someone whose ability can complete his supremacy and back up his claim as a god." Strangely, her expression turned into the one of pity.

"Orihime Inoue. I should have known he wouldn't just let her go that easily. So cunning, he played with our concentration, misled us into thinking he didn't actually need her." He closed his eyes in barely controlled frustration, remembering the innocent sweet girl.

"He has found a way to harness her potential and take the power from her, but surprisingly he didn't do that. Instead, he turned her into soul and forced the poor girl to be his 'queen'." The disgust was evidence on her face but it was nothing compared to his cold rage.

"Tch I thought the abomination only has the hots for his own body." If he knew Aizen actually had interest in the opposite gender, he wouldn't have allowed Hinamori to get that close to him.

"You really believed that? He's obsessed with supremacy and to build a proper kingdom he needs a queen. Besides, the abomination is still a male and Inoue is a very attractive girl, no?" She wanted to test her suspicion for his highly emotional state concerning Inoue.

"She's a dream to any worthy guy who isn't blind to genuine feelings. Ironically, her heart is already in the incompetent hands of that pathetically dense and insensitive Substitute." To her, it proved that her suspicion nearly positive, he possessed unrequited feelings for Inoue! Right?

"I'm not so sure about that. Maybe you're just exaggerating because you lost to that Substitute not only in a normal fight but also in the fight to win her without him even trying." Her bitter and mean tone puzzled him more than what she was actually saying.

"What… I've never fought the Substitute, never bothered to. Though I doubt his brute strength could stand a chance against the highly refined true reapers' skills. And what do you mean with 'winning her'?" Seriously, he didn't understand her sudden hostility.

"Don't play dumb, brat. You're just a bitter loser who chose to sleep around to forget your shame." She was definitely hostile, but it still didn't make sense and so random.

"(Sigh) If you say so. Alright I guess that was enough. Thank you Harribel, I really appreciate your help. It's time for me to head out, you decided to come along?" He tried to change the subject and hopefully her mood also.

"And be seen in public with a perverted loser like you? No, thank you. Go ahead and fetch some whores too while you're at it, but don't do them in 'my room'." With that she began to head back to her bedroom - correction, their bedroom - correction again, his bedroom - she was just a 'guest'.

"I'll pretend to not hear that. You know, you could just take off the 'bracelet' if you don't want to be seen and still go with me to get new clothes. I'll pay for them." Putting aside his ego, he kept trying to be rational and looked at this misfortune as an opportunity to train his temper.

"Pay? How funny, how did you even get the money, brat? Oh, I forgot you're a manwhore." Did she even realize how terribly cruel and unfair she was? Maybe her Hollow nature resurfaced or…

"Are you on your period or something? Wait, knowing your origin, do you even have the 'tools' for menstruation, tasty fish? Or perhaps your overkill assets are just there for show?" He didn't know how it ended up like this. He couldn't take it any longer and just let his sadistic side taking over.

"I hate you…" Her hateful voice that was also full of hurt kept ringing in his head even moments after she disappeared with Sonido and locked herself inside their bedroom.


His whole life, Hitsugaya tried to be mature far beyond his 'physical age' and that would not change anytime soon. Let her had some moments alone to solve her emotional turmoil, he believed she needed it. So he kept on his original plan for the day despite his growing headache. Driving off the garage gracefully in his grey Aston Martin DB11, he headed to the city to do his errands. The main destination was the city's main pharmacy to get the necessary elements for his research in developing the antidote for Aizen's perfect hypnosis. He was close to finishing a prototype serum and would later need a test subject, that was the tricky part but he would manage. His goal was not only to cure the mind control but also to develop immunity to any possible hypnotism.

"Damn it! Is this -" On his way home after finishing his errands, he suddenly sensed a familiar eerie Reiatsu nearby, beckoning him to come closer.

Never be one to run away, he decided to confront the annoying figure who seemed to be near a children playground. So disturbing, what the hell was the creep doing there? After quickly parking his supercar with less grace than usual, he instinctively grabbed his Zanpakutou and then flash-stepped behind the psycho. Why from behind? Because no one wanted to see the traitor's infamous creepy grin that seemed to be permanently plastered on his pale face. The white clad tall but rather thin figure obviously already sensed the other's presence but he just loved to play dumb to annoy people. The young ex Captain betted the other ex Captain would act surprised like a senile granny and then chided him like he was a little kid.

"(Gasp) Is that you Hitsugaya-kun? You've gotten so tall, but still a naughty boy I see, giving your poor old comrade a heart attack tsk tsk." Rather easy to predict yes, but unfortunately no one could really tell what Gin Ichimaru actually had in his mind.

"Long time no see Ichimaru. So, would you tell me what you've been up to or should I just kill you now to save me further headache?" The boy couldn't believe his misfortunes, having been stuck with an unstable but extremely attractive woman and now meeting the king of creeps himself.

"Nothin' much. If I'm not busy visiting Ran-chan, I go babysitting the 'modern god' and trying to do some damage controls." Okay that last one was interesting in Hitsugaya's opinion.

"I already know too much of this Ran-chan and also have a good guess of this (Sigh) 'modern god', so tell me about the damage controls." It was a chance to prove his suspicion of the older man's true allegiance and motive in this whole ordeal with Aizen.

"All these times we had no chance against Aizen, that's a fact. I've given up everything to be able to gain his trust so I can influence him to the point he wouldn't become the apocalypse itself. In my life, I've been doing anything in my power to salvage the disasters." The completely serious Ichimaru was an extremely rare phenomena and it made him a bit uneasy.

"I'll give you some examples. I'm the one who initiated this absurd religion, taking advantage of Aizen's superiority complex. The purpose is to give the humans a rather cruel but still a chance to survive as Aizen blind worshippers. Better than his original intention to just turn them into Hollows or Hollows' meals, I'd say." That was hard to swallow but rational enough.

"I showed him the residences of Soul Society and Hueco Mundo's potentials, so he'd decided to 'improve' them first instead of sending them right away to pitiful deaths in the campaign to conquer Hell." So Hitsugaya's theory of the motive behind the experiments was correct.

"I teased him with the sweet Inoue-chan's beauty and worthiness as a necessary queen for his new kingdom instead of just harnessing her abilities for himself, destroying her completely in the process." This one put him in a big dilemma between rationality and moral.

"By sending her to a fate worse than death?" The cold fury in the young Shinigami's Reiatsu fluctuation made the older one opened his left eye.

"Death, someone's death is not exclusively theirs alone. The moment they die, the ones who love them would also be dead inside." Hearing the cold calmness of the supposed 'traitor' excuse, the boy felt how naïve he actually still was in many things.

"That kind of… makes sense. (Ahem) You're here for a more specific purpose, aren't you?" Changing the topic, a grim Ichimaru was more soul-crushing than the creepy one.

"(Sigh) Our modern god has been worried lately since his lovely girl has been missing for one whole day. That's sooo long ya see? So, he sent his favorite babysitter to find his cute little girl." The sane one of the two was left speechless, it just sounded so disturbing.

"How do you know she's with me?" Hitsugaya scowled deeper. Great, it was a totally amateurish move to ask a question like that for a pro like him.

"Oh? The poor little girl is with you? Ya know, I just wanted to ask you if you've seen her around… Wait, you naughty boy Hitsugaya-kun, what have you been doin' to the helpless girl?" Just no, it got even more wrong by the seconds and the creep's wiggling eyebrows made it even worse.

"Correction, it's more like what she's been doing to me. The 'poor little girl' has been shamelessly tempting me all day with her body -" Stop just stop. That sounded so wrong… and now the creepy disease had infected the misfortunate boy too.

"I… gotta admit, that sounded a bit disturbing even in my standard… well done! So, you just let her seduce you? Son, are you even old enough for - ya know…" The following outrageous hands gesture finally snapped Hitsugaya's mental state.

"Why not? Who knew that at least in bed an Arrancar is not that useless." Suddenly he felt very bad for thinking so low of her and talking about her like she was not even a 'human' being.

"Ouch, that's so mean of you to say that. You're aware she is much more than just her looks, right? If you trust my opinion (Chuckle) I know that's kinda absurd - the point is I think you two are good for each other. So please be more respectful to her." It must have been a nightmare because the king of creeps smiled warmly and his unusually opened eyes shone with equal warmness.

"I'm aware of that. It's just, she's so unstable, constantly bullying me, and the tensions - ah!" Equally out of character, the boy behaved like he was having a father and son talk with the older man.

"Calm down. You can tell me, boy. How's the bedroom activity, is it healthy enough? How often are you two doin' it?" Ichimaru had never been so proud of his talking skill like at that moment.

"We only started last night. I took her for eight rounds before she - wait. What the hell?! How could you do that?" Too late, his ego had been gutted stealthily by the creep.

"(Chuckle) I guess I'm just that experienced huh? Okay, if it'll make you feel better I'll tell you my and Ran-chan's sex life -" Really, how could the older man still keep going on with that shit?

"NO! That's gross!" The boy's face had turned red in utter embarrassment and frustration.

"(Gasp) How come Hitsugaya-kun? Ya see, I'm eighty three percent sure me and Ran-chan are not your parents if that's what you're embarrassed about…" Now, that one disturbing statement turned Hitsugaya's face instantly pale, dead pale.

"Listen, we'd better forget you saying that last one, understood? Sigh… How is she by the way? It's been so long… I admit I kind of miss that bundle of annoyance." Fortunately the air had changed as the two shared their melancholy moments.

"No one could deny that she looks so genuinely happy. She also has been so sweet with me just like the good ol' days. These past few years have been like a far distance dream comes true, but sadly I know the truth no matter how badly I want to embrace the lie." Ichimaru's pains of failure and regret were so obvious and almost unbelievably genuine.

"We will make things right again, I promise. Okay now I gotta go, but before we depart, tell me what are you planning to tell Aizen?" Hitsugaya turned to leave but patiently waited for a moment.

"Mm who knows? Maybe the cute little girl had run away to elope with a prince charming who has been totally smitten by her godly curves at first sight?" Here we go the creep strike again…

"Aw the prince would look less charming if he scowls like that…" True, the scowl on the 'prince's face could be described as raging evil.

"Go to hell Ichimaru." The boy finally decided to end the disturbing meeting.

"Nu uh, I'm goin' back to 'heaven' babysitting the modern god, see ya! Oops, keep in touch with me would ya? My email address: legendarykingofthecrypts ." At long last, the terrible disturbance at the children playground disappeared.

He contemplated his conversation with the creep as he got back to his parked V12 turbo supercar. To be exact, the one about whatever it was between the blonde woman and him. She once said she admired and respected him, but her unstable and often hostile attitude showed the opposite. Last night he tried to make love to her, but her harsh taunts and hostility made his ego snapped and the next thing he knew he mercilessly fucked her like a feral beast in heat, totally dominated her till she stopped moving. It was good yes, the highest level of pleasures he had ever felt in fact, but it was hollow. Sadly now he realized, his tired spirit wanted something different from her, the one precious part of her that wasn't supposed to be possessed by her kind.

After he proved his 'worth' all night long, he stayed awake savoring her bare goddess-like figure and hoping that she would see him in a better light when she woke up. How silly, he had no right to hope anything from her and maybe that was why she became even more hostile. She had clearly stated that the farthest they could go would still only be based purely on physical attractions but still bound by certain etiquette. All he could do now was just trying to please her and he would accept whatever he could get in return. No, he was not whipped by the buxom blonde, he merely avoided pointless self denials because no one could choose who they fall for. He wouldn't fight over her but he would definitely fight for her. However, there was a boutique he needed to visit first.

"Knock- knock." The sudden knocking on 'her' bedroom's door startled the blonde who then hurriedly wiped the traces of tears from her face.

"I told you not to bring your whores to my room!" She was lucky they both had enhanced hearings so her angry shout wouldn't be wasted by the soundproof materials.

"I'm sorry. I must've been so insensitive, not even able to realize what I've done wrong to make you this sad." He rested his back against the door and looked down tiredly.

"If you're not aware already, you're currently involved with a woman, me. So, in my presence don't you ever dare to even get angry for another woman's sake, understood?" The key of the problem was somewhere in her threat and he would rethink about it later.

"Understood." He didn't want to ruin the momentum of her willingness to talk reasonably.

"Woman… how silly of me for thinking I could even be good enough to be called a woman. A 'real' woman would have a womb where my hollow hole is located. I am just... nothing" That showed how broken she actually was and at that moment he officially hated himself more than he hated Aizen.

"I - I didn't know - I am so sorry... I would definitely kill myself for those horrific words I said to you earlier, if only I didn't still have this one last duty I had to complete. But after it's all over, could spare your time to greet me with the edge of your sword?" A pure and unshaken resolve lodge in his heart and he could finally see the ideal end of his story.


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