Good-Bye

A/N: So there is some romantic laden sexiness with plot-ish stuff in it and then there's some just smutty stuff (I was going back and forth on it until I saw that read some reviews that told me to go for it). That stuff will be clearly denoted if you just want to skip over it.

"Kenpachi, why are you doing this?" Ichigo asked.

Showing a lot more restraint then he thought he had, Kenpachi pulled himself away from the kid's porcelain skin for a moment.

"Look, don't think that this is the first time that we've done this," he replied.

Ichigo looked confused.

"I'm saying that you and I have a little history, don't we?" Kenpachi said.

"I don't know what you're saying," Ichigo responded.

"There's a lot of stuff in this world that I've always assumed was bullshit. I always thought people talking about the afterlife were just scared to die but it seems like they were more right than I was. There's people who talk about their past lives; about remembering things from it. I've always thought that they just couldn't take how petty their lives were, but seems like there's truth to that too."

"People aren't supposed to remember their past lives," Ichigo responded.

"Come on," Kenpachi gripped Ichigo harder, bringing his face very close and looking at him with a penetrating gaze. "Why did you stop for me after you thought I got shot?"

"I thought it was my fault," Ichigo said.

"And if I had ignored you and been carted off by Ikkaku and Yumichika back to camp?" Kenpachi asked. "You know that you would have followed me."

Ichigo tried to look away, but Kenpachi wouldn't let him.

"You were interesting, that doesn't mean anything," Ichigo said.

"Why haven't you been kissed before?" Kenpachi asked.

"I've been…busy…"

"What, you're like at least a hundred, right?"

Ichigo laughed, "More than that."

"You were never attracted to anyone because you were waiting for me," Kenpachi told him.

Ichigo got mad at that. "Don't have such a high opinion of yourself," he said.

"I want you madder," Kenpachi said, not being able to help himself and moving his hand along the inside of Ichigo's naked thigh.

Ichigo shuddered.

"I said mad," Kenpachi growled into his ear. "Not aroused."

Ichigo had his hands buried in Kenpachi's hair and he wasn't really sure when he'd done that. He jumped a little when Kenpachi bit at his neck, but instead of getting upset he just held him closer. Wait…held him? Why was he…

Kenpachi had more than enough talking. He just wanted to make one thing clear though. "You're mine, Ichigo Kurosaki," he said directly into Ichigo's lips, just before clamping down on them again.

He removed what little clothing he still had on.

"Kenpachi, you're not going to…," Ichigo said, pushing Kenpachi back off his crushing kiss.

"Heh, I'm not going to lie, whatever you think it is that I'm going to do to you, I probably am," Kenpachi said, looking over Ichigo's body, naked except for what was covered by his bandages. Definitely am, he corrected himself in his mind with a laugh.

Ikkaku came in at that moment.

"Gah!" Ichigo said, trying to hide in embarrassment. Why couldn't Ikkaku just not be able to see him like practically every other human?

"Look's like Ichigo is doing ok," Ikkaku said with a laugh, turning to walk away.

"Hey, Ikkaku," Kenpachi called after him. "Take care of Yachiru for me."

"Sure thing, Colonel," Ikkaku said, leaving and closing the tent behind him.

"You guys are so…" Ichigo began to say.

"Aw look, the rest of your body blushes too," Kenpachi said, enjoying the delicate pink that had spread from Ichigo's face to his chest.

"Shut up," Ichigo said angrily.

"I already told you I like you angry," Kenpachi replied, swooping up Ichigo in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

"Well, I don't mind doing it on the ground, but you are going to be sore enough. We might as well at least get some blankets."

Ichigo turned red again. "I never said that you could do anything to me."

"Then stop me," Kenpachi said, dropping Ichigo down on a pile of bedding.

"Ouch, you're such an asshole sometimes," Ichigo said.

"Mmm," Kenpachi said, throwing himself after Ichigo.

SMUT TIME! (I mean "warning")

Ichigo really didn't want to be enjoying it. Well, maybe he did. It was natural to enjoy it. Well, maybe not with a human, but it wasn't completely unheard of. He just didn't want to be enjoying it quite so much. Every time he cried out in pleasure or moaned, Kenpachi just got that crazy glint in his eye that made Ichigo wonder if he should be fearing for his life, which was ridiculous since this human couldn't hurt him. Not that Kenpachi wasn't trying to, at least that's what it seemed like to Ichigo.

"Damn it, Kenpachi, why do you keep biting…ahhhhh," Ichigo moaned.

"If you didn't make such delicious noises I wouldn't have to bite you so hard," Kenpachi said. "Plus, you taste good."

"I do not!" Ichigo said, not sure why that would be something he was upset about.

"Oh yes you do, just like…"

"If you say strawberry, I swear I'll kill you," Ichigo said.

"Just like Ichigo," Kenpachi said.

Ichigo wondered if that counted or not but his mind completely went blank because Kenpachi had just been warming up. He didn't give Ichigo any warning at all when he very suddenly went down on him, putting his warm wet mouth on Ichigo's hard erection.

"Shi…fu…" Ichigo couldn't even finish a curse word. "Bas…bastard…" he finally got out.

Kenpachi laughed, the sensation tingling along Ichigo's cock and making his stomach tighten and the rest of his body cry out for more. Kenpachi kept pushing him closer and closer. He was a good judge of things like this, so just as Ichigo was beginning to feel himself lose control, he pulled away.

"Wha…what the fuck, Kenpachi?" Ichigo said, panting, trying to focus his eyes.

"You know, maybe you should ask," Kenpachi said. "Maybe then I'll consider it."

Ichigo looked at him to see if he was kidding. Nope, that sadistic bastard was sitting there with an evil grin and a crazed look in his eye. Shit, Ichigo thought, staring at the ceiling.

"Damn it, you're the one that wants…" Ichigo began but stopped. Ok, that was clearly a lie, as obvious both by his body and his moaning.

He felt Kenpachi's erection, naked and hot as coal, pressed up against his leg. Kenpachi's hand began to move along his lower stomach, then tweak at his nipples.

"Damn it, Kenpachi!" Ichigo yelled at him. "Just fucking do it!"

"Hm, close enough, but you're going to have to do better than that if you want more," Kenpachi said.

Why is this man's voice so sexy to me? Ichigo thought as he was enveloped by Kenpachi again. Why does he have such a hold on me?

"Ke…" Ichigo yelled as Kenpachi pushed Ichigo's cock down his throat. Ichigo wanted to squirm, wanted to thrust, but he felt Kenpachi's hands holding him down. Hands he could easily force off, but for some reason the idea of being restrained by Kenpachi was more than a little intriguing to him.

Ichigo didn't have anything left in him to hold back, and he exploded into Kenpachi, poured himself into Kenpachi, was drunk down by Kenpachi. He lay there panting hard and instinctively clung to Kenpachi when Kenpachi lay near him again.

Kenpachi had to smile at that. Ichigo had to be the strongest person he had ever seen, assuming you could call him a person. He was more of demi-god. Yet he could make him like this. It was a good feeling. He got even more of a good feeling when after awhile he felt Ichigo's hand rub along his still very throbbing erection. He let lose a deep moan of encouragement, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opened them he found Ichigo very close, eye to eye. "Kenpachi, I want more," he said.

God he's so sexy, Kenpachi thought. He hadn't really thought he could be more aroused. It was already becoming a fairly painful problem. Hearing Ichigo say that made something warm go up his spine. He pulled Ichigo to him and almost frantically began to kiss at his neck. He kneaded at Ichigo's ass, pulling Ichigo as close to him as possible.

Ichigo was a little taken aback by Kenpachi's passionate response, but followed his lead. He gladly sucked at Kenpachi's offered fingers, enjoying the look Kenpachi made while he swirled his tongue around them. He allowed his body to be positioned, although he was nervous. If you had told him two hours ago that he'd eagerly by offering up his naked ass to the formidable looking Colonel, he probably would have laughed. In fact the whole situation almost made him want to laugh now. That was when Kenpachi placed his first finger inside him, and he didn't feel like laughing anymore. It wasn't that it hurt; it was just an odd feeling. Kenpachi seemed very aware of the situation and tried to go through the whole process as slow as he could under the circumstances; the circumstances being that he really wanted to pound Ichigo into the floor until he couldn't move and make him call out his name until he was hoarse for a week.

Kenpachi took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down a little.

"I already told you that you can't really hurt me," Ichigo said.

Fuck it, Kenpachi said, plunging himself in to what he knew would be paradise.

Ichigo hadn't really known what to expect. It was a pleasant feeling being filled and stretched (after he got adjusted to it), although it was still odd. He pressed himself backward with Kenpachi, moving with him. He grinned when he heard the reaction to his movements, Kenpachi moaning and cursing, making comments under his breath that he couldn't hear.

"Ahhh!" Ichigo called out. What the hell had…he cried out again in intense pleasure. He could hear Kenpachi behind him chuckling. He sighed in disappointment when Kenpachi stopped moving and pulled out of him.

"Turn around," Kenpachi told him. He couldn't pass up seeing what Ichigo's face looked like when he was making sounds like that. When he was making Ichigo make sounds like that.

He almost laughed when he saw Ichigo eagerly reposition himself. He wanted to playfully call Ichigo a little slut but didn't want to push things too far yet, not when it was going so very well.

"You like this?" Kenpachi said at the writhing body underneath him, pushing in harder.

"Yes," Ichigo hissed.

"Be more specific," Kenpachi said, hitting Ichigo's prostate again and causing him to call out.

"Yes, Kenpachi," Ichigo said.

"A little louder this time," Kenpachi ordered.

"YES, KENPACHI!" Ichigo cried out.

Damn it, this is too much, Kenpachi thought. I really can't keep this up.

"KENPACHI!" Ichigo screamed.

Fuck…Kenpachi quickly grabbed Ichigo's cock, pumping it in him with his thrusts.

"KENPACHI!"

I almost want to tell him to stop; I can't take this…Kenpachi thought with a loud moan.

Ichigo came, screaming his name again. Kenpachi sighed in relief that he could finally give in as well, feeling Ichigo clamping down on him, his own name still ringing in his ears.

END OF SMUT

Kenpachi had almost laughed when had been woken up in the middle of the night by Ichigo rubbing on him. He looked over at the boy and noticed he was actually still asleep.

"You better be dreaming about me," he said to Ichigo's sleeping body.

"Kenpachi," Ichigo moaned.

"Mmm," Kenpachi moaned back. "Well, guess it's time for you to wake up then."

In the morning Ichigo was feeling sore and in desperate need of a shower but he was happy that he didn't actually feel bad about anything. He was still kind of confused, but he tried to not let it bother him. When he got back from cleaning himself up a little (actually, a lot), Kenpachi was fully clothed and eating with Yachiru happily chatting to him.

"Hey, Yachiru," Ichigo greeted her with a smile.

"Ichigo…do you have to leave?" she said.

Ichigo's next step faltered. Kenpachi was staring at his plate very hard.

"Uh well, I am going to have to very soon. I have duties and my family to go back to. Actually I have two younger sisters," he said.

"My age?" she asked eagerly.

"Uh, well not really. Ages are kind of weird when compared across our worlds that way," Ichigo said. "Now that I think of it, I should probably check in with my captain."

"Yachiru, why did you have to go and do that?" Kenpachi asked as Ichigo wandered off to make his call.

"Do you really like him that much?"

Kenpachi didn't say anything.

"I know you do. That's why I was asking him. It's better to know," Yachiru said. "Maybe we could tie him up and keep him that way. He'd probably be a good mommy, and he's already had sisters so he probably knows…"

"Yachiru, that wouldn't work and even if it did, that's not how you keep people that you…" Kenpachi paused, "that are important to you from leaving."

"How injured are you?" Kisuke asked.

"Not very injured," Ichigo admitted. "There are no more hollows here so I can come back now."

"Ha ha, actually no," Kisuke said.

"What?" Ichigo responded, confused.

"Stay longer, get fully healed. You deserve a little time off anyways. Well, it's not time off, it's still work, but it's time off from paperwork so that's good, right? Well, I'm not going to do it so it'll still be waiting for you," Kisuke replied. "Regardless, it doesn't matter because I'm ordering you to stay anyways. Consider yourself ordered. Bye."

He is so bizarre, Ichigo thought to himself as he hung up the phone. Between my dad and my captain I'm surrounded by complete weirdos. He was happy by the turn of events though, right? Ichigo sighed. He actually wasn't. He felt like he was swirling down a drain and he wasn't sure what was at the bottom of it. He felt a desperate need to run away and get as far away from that man in the tent as possible.

He walked in.

"Uh, so is it ok if I stay a little bit longer? I have orders to stay for a couple more days," Ichigo confessed.

"Yay!" Yachiru cheered.

That afternoon, once again laying in Kenpachi's arms, taking a nap in the hot afternoon, Ichigo forgot why it was that he was in a hurry to leave.

Kenpachi didn't sleep, he just watched the dozing boy in his arms. I wish my arms were a little bit stronger, he thought. Strong enough to make sure you didn't go back to that damn world of yours.

The next couple of days passed pleasantly. "Pleasantly" included a light firefight and one stabbing injury over booze, but on the whole the base was fairly peaceful that week. Kenpachi was glad because he was pretty sure that otherwise he would have just neglected his duties to spend time with Ichigo. Ichigo didn't seem to be thinking about it, but every minute that Kenpachi spent with him it was like there was a giant countdown clock over his head. Every time that Kenpachi put his hands on him he thought to himself, this could be the last time.

"Kenny," Yachiru chided him.

"What?"

"Stop being so depressing!" she practically yelled in his ear.

"I can be depressed if I want."

"No. Kenny never gets depressed," she assured him.

Yeah, he thought to himself, I am kind of being a pussy.

"There's a dinner tonight," he said, changing the subject.

"I'm pretty sure we have dinner every night," Yumichika said as he walked in.

"Ha ha," Kenpachi said sarcastically. "I mean some top brass are coming in this afternoon to be in the way, tell us how to tie our shoes, get lost in the bushes and have to be rescued, and expect to be pleased and yes sir-ed all along the way."

"Do we have to put them up too?" Ikkaku asked.

"Yeah, I already got someone setting up some tents for them. Luckily it's just for a day or two."

"Is Ichigo going to be a problem?" Ikkaku questioned.

"Well, I know I'm kind of annoying, but I don't think I'm a problem," Ichigo said from where he was lying on the ground.

"Oh, I didn't see you there, Ginger," Ikkaku said.

"What was that?" Ichigo said, jumping up.

"Oh look, he has a bigger temper than even you Ikkaku," Yumichika laughed.

"I doubt it," Ikkaku said.

"No one will see me if that's what you mean," Ichigo said. "Except you. When I hit you. In the face."

Ikkaku slung his arm around Ichigo in a friendly way. "You know kid, I'm gonna miss you."

"Like you miss your hair?" he said.

"Ohhhhh!" Yachiru said, clapping.

"Nice," Yumichika agreed.

"Yeah, alright, now we're taking this outside," Ikkaku said.

The dinner wasn't very elegant, it's not like it could be under the circumstances it was held under, but still, it was nicer food than the soldiers usually got and they got to dick around. Kenpachi hadn't told them to not get drunk, he had just told them to get drunk in their own tents. Alcohol wasn't usually freely available aside from what was shipped from kindly relatives and friends, but some had been requisitioned for this visit. It was actually enough for several visits but it would definitely be gone that night.

Kenpachi tried to look interested in whatever the Brigadier General was saying while Yachiru hung out with Ikkaku and Yumichika on a couple of crates that had been made into a makeshift bench. Ichigo had joined them as well, which is why Kenpachi kept feeling his eyes go to the spot, only to force them back to the man in front of him.

"So then I told President Truman that…" the man continued.

Kenpachi nodded, while seriously doubting this man had ever had a conversation with the president.

Yachiru wandered off and Ikkaku and Yumichika, along with the invisible (to most) Ichigo, sat in silence.

"I've heard that the Colonel's so called adopted daughter has been living with you the last couple of days," a man said walking up to them.

Ikkaku was feeling exhausted and didn't want to get up, he looked over the man's rank. Good, he didn't have to.

"What about it, First Lieutenant?" Ikkaku asked brusquely. He wasn't looking to move up in his career, he'd be damned if he kissed anyone's ass.

"First Lieutenant Matthews," the man said.

Ikkaku didn't respond.

"I was just interested because I'm on the ethics committee and I had heard a rumor that you and Ayasegawa over there were shaking up together," Matthews said.

"First Lieutenant Ayasegawa," Yumichika said coldly, "IF we're going to be so formal."

"So what?" Ikkaku said. "Everyone has to sleep two to a tent. We just know that we can stand each other and requested it."

"I heard there was a little more to it than that," Matthews said with a gleam in his eye.

"We go way back, starting from boot camp. That's all there is," Ikkaku stated.

"Oh well, like I said, now that the girl is with you I guess it's a little different," Matthews said.

Yumichika stiffened.

"I guess it was just a rumor after all," the man said, leaving.

"What disgusting filth," Yumichika muttered.

"What was that about?" Ichigo asked.

"I kind of envy the Colonel and you," Ikkaku said. "Yumichika and I have to a lot more careful than you two have been, especially considering how damn loud you are."

"Why is that?" Ichigo asked, trying to ignore his blooming red checks. He wasn't that loud was he?

"If they found out we're together it would be very bad," Yumichika said in a very quiet voice. "He was inferring that Yachiru was…" Yumichika thought about the best way of putting it, "was formerly the Colonel's toy and was now ours."

"What!" Ichigo said angrily. "Somehow that's ok but you and Ikkaku aren't? That's just wrong!"

"Yeah," Ikkaku said. "You did say you're not supposed to kill people, right?"

Ichigo laughed. "Well, I can do something else."

He walked over to where Matthews was standing and punched him in the face.

"Ahh…" Matthews groaned, suddenly finding himself on the ground.

"What happened?" Kenpachi rushed over with mock concern on his face. He didn't know why Ichigo had hit this guy, but it still had been hilarious. He wondered if he could get Ichigo to do something to the Brigadier General too.

"I'm…fine…" Matthews said. Ichigo kicked him in the stomach. "Ow!"

Unlike the rest of the camp, Kenpachi didn't wake up with a hangover (or Matthews, who woke up with broken ribs and a swollen jaw). He hadn't drunk anything because he had planned, and had enjoyed, a very long night with Ichigo. He was happy he had because at breakfast suddenly Ichigo said, "I have to go."

"Where?" Yachiru said.

"Don't play dumb, Yachiru," Kenpachi said.

Yachiru sighed.

"I got a message. I'm supposed to leave as soon as possible," Ichigo explained.

"Alright," Kenpachi said simply.

When it was time, he and Yachiru, Ikkaku and Yumichika stood there in his tent wondering what was going to happen.

"I can't wait to see how it works!" Yachiru chirped.

"Colonel, we can leave if you…" Yumichika left the question open.

"Naw, it's fine," Kenpachi said.

So it happened in almost complete silence. Ichigo used his zanpakuto to open a senkaimon, looked over his shoulder shooting a half smile at Kenpachi, and left.

"Unusual," Aizen said.

"What is that?" Gin asked.

"I just received a message from our spy in Korea. It seems that our friend has vacated this world."

"Something you didn't plan for then?"

"Of course not," Aizen stated, "I wasn't expecting him to leave but the ending is the same. They are entangled now. If I know it then surely he can feel it as well."

"So are you more interested in meeting the catalyst or your rival?" Gin asked with a smile.

"Oh well, luckily I don't have to choose. They'll both come to me, and to you as well, soon enough."