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Warnings: lemon (Stark/Ichigo

Rukia walked towards Karakura High School. It was about noon, so Orihime, Uryu, and Chad should be having lunch. She hadn't bothered getting into her gigai since she knew she would have to return to Soul Society soon, but she wanted to tell Ichigo's friends about what had happened to him. They had to be worried knowing their friend was missing. Surely they'd want to come up with a plan to rescue him from Hueco Mundo, like he'd done for Orihime and would have done for any of them.

When she got to the roof she spotted Ichigo's friends right away, but they looked unusually subdued and didn't seem to notice her until she walked up to them. "Nee-san!" Kon screamed and tried to grab her, but she reflexively dodged out of the way.

"Shinigami," Uryu muttered, turning his head away. If Rukia hadn't known the Quincy she might have taken offence to his dismissal, but she had grown used to it.

"Hello Kuchiki-san," Orihime whispered, glancing up at her. Rukia smiled at the other girl, but immediately realized that something was wrong. The Orihime she knew was bubbly and nothing could put her down. In her place was a solemn girl who looked as if she hadn't smiled in years.

"What are you doing here?" Uryu asked impatiently. The black-haired girl looked down at him and narrowed her eyes.

"I came to tell you guys that Ichigo was kidnapped by the Espada," she told them, and waited for a reaction. She felt a sense of disappointment when Uryu merely adjusted his glasses and Orihime went back to eating her lunch. The only one who seemed affected by the news was Chad, who stiffened and widened his eyes.

"If he's gotten himself into another mess he can get out of it himself," Uryu muttered with disgust, taking a sip from his juice box.

"He was taken to Las Noches by the Espada, where he'll be surrounding by lots of arrancar, not to mention Aizen! There's no way he can defeat them all by himself!" Rukia said heatedly, looking to Orihime for help. The girl had always had affection for Ichigo, and surely she, at least, would want to help him, especially after everything he'd sacrificed for her.

"I'm sorry, Kuchiki-san, but I feel the same," Orihime whispered, pushing away her lunch. Rukia narrowed her eyes as she walked over to the other girl and grabbed her by the front of her uniform.

"You're just going to forget about him after all he's done for you? He went to Hueco Mundo to rescue you – he died two times in the process – and now when he needs you you aren't going to lift a finger?" Rukia growled disbelievingly, but the other girl only turned her head away.

"He didn't go there to save me; he only wanted to get stronger. He doesn't care about me at all," she whispered.

Rukia let the other girl go but pressed, "It doesn't matter what his reasons were; as soon as you were kidnapped, he immediately looked for a way to save you! Of course he had to get stronger; he was fighting opponents stronger than anything any of us had ever faced!"

Orihime shook her head. "You weren't there. He isn't the same person he was before. He's a monster and–" Rukia dealt her a harsh slap across the face, and Orihime's hand shot up to her stinging cheek in shock.

"Don't you dare talk about him like that!" Rukia warned, in a darker tone than any of them had ever heard her use.

"It's the truth. When Kurosaki was nearly killed he turned into a hollow and started tearing apart that Espada. He was completely without reason; when I tried to stop him, he stabbed me. Someone who cared about us would never have allowed that thing inside him control. I don't see how he's any different from a normal hollow," Uryu growled, giving Rukia a glare.

"So you're all giving up on him, just like that?" Rukia asked one last time. They answered her with silence. "I never knew you could be so selfish, especially now that he needs you more than ever," she spat before turning to leave. She was nearly to the end of the roof when Chad placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm not giving up on him; I just don't feel that I'm strong enough to help him," Chad said, and released her. She cast her eyes down unhappily; she knew what he was talking about. Ichigo had been growing stronger and stronger, and it had gotten to the point that any enemy strong enough to beat Ichigo would far out of his reach.

"Please bring him back," Chad pleaded. Rukia nodded and gave him a soft smile. It was nice to know that at least one person hadn't changed.

Las Noches

Ichigo yawned as he opened the door to his room. He flipped on the light and immediately froze. He glanced around the room in confusion, reasoning he must have taken a wrong turn and ended up in a different room. This looked like the right room, but the brown-haired man sleeping in his bed had him second-guessing himself.

He warily walked over to the bed and looked down upon the handsome face of the Primera Espada. He tapped the arrancar's shoulder to wake him up, but he remained fast asleep. Ichigo sighed and poked him again, but the results remained the same.

"Wake up!" Ichigo growled, running out of patience and giving the Espada a hard shove. He was starting to wonder if the arrancar was really alive when one eye cracked open and gazed at him sleepily.

"What?" Stark asked with a yawn, and opened his eyes wider to take in the young man before him. He looked somehow different from the last time he'd seen him.

"Why are you sleeping in my bed?" Ichigo asked, mentally rolling his eyes. This was starting to sound too much like Goldilocks and the Three Bears.

"I was looking for you," Stark replied honestly. Well, it was at least partially true; his fraccion had kicked him out and told him not to return until he found Ichigo and did something to make the kid want to stay in Las Noches. He studied the young man's face and was treated to the sight of a slight blush forming on his cheeks, which looked absolutely adorable.

"So you're sleeping in my bed?" Ichigo asked incredulously. If the Espada was looking for him then why had he been asleep?

"I was going to see if you wanted to do anything today," Stark replied innocently, though a few of the activities that came to mind were not so innocent.

"Well I'm tired and I want to go to bed, so leave!" Ichigo ordered, pointing at the door. For a few moments Stark only stared at him, and Ichigo was starting to wonder if the arrancar hadn't heard him when Stark lazily rolled over and appeared to go back to sleep. "Hey, don't ignore me!" he yelled irritably, and grabbed the Espada's shoulder only for a hand to grab his arm and yank him into bed.

"My fraccion won't let me sleep if I go back to my room; this is the one place she'll leave me alone. Besides, the bed is big enough for both of us," Stark suggested, deepening Ichigo's blush. He thought about arguing further with the Espada, but a yawn escaped him. He was really tired after everything he'd done that day, and he just wanted to go to sleep.

"Fine, but tomorrow you go back to your room!" Ichigo warned. Stark nodded amiably, but he wasn't really listening. He was more interested in watching as Ichigo took his shirt off and tossed it to the floor before curling up underneath the blankets. Most people wouldn't have thought anything of it, but for Stark this was an invitation to move closer. He had to admit, the boy looked very appetizing.

Ichigo closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. When he opened them he found himself in his inner world. He looked around in surprise at the bright blue, nearly cloudless sky. There didn't seem to be even the slightest breeze, and it felt nice and warm for once.

He heard someone humming behind him, and nearly dropped his jaw when he turned around. Shiro was lying on his back with his arms folded behind his head and one leg crossed over the other, one foot dangling in the air. There was a smile across his face; not a manic insane one like when he was fighting, but a genuinely happy one. It was almost frightening. He gingerly took a few steps closer, but Shiro didn't acknowledge him.

"I thought it was raining in here?" Ichigo asked when he stood over his hollow.

"It hasn't rained since you and that arrancar fucked in the training room. It got even nicer when you and that weirdo did it in the monitor room," Shiro revealed, and Ichigo frowned. Zangetsu had told him that the weather there was a reflection of how he was feeling. Was he really this happy and didn't even know it? He allowed himself a small smile; it was nice getting to have some fun without having to worry about the rest of the world.

"Ya need ta bring others in here; it gets boring," Shiro told him as he sat up. Sure, he trained a lot; it was one of the reasons why he had better control over Zangetsu than his partner did. However, there was only so much of that he could take before he got bored.

"I brought a plant like Zangetsu asked," Ichigo said defensively, but Shiro glared at him.

"No, ya brought a patch of dirt for us to grow. Stupid thing died in the flood. We need more entertainment, unless you want us to find other ways to entertain ourselves," Shiro said suggestively, making Ichigo take a step back.

"Where's Zangetsu?" Ichigo asked, ending the conversation before it turned into anything else. Shiro waved his hand toward another building.

"Sittin' on his pole, where else?" Shiro muttered, and watched as his aibou disappeared. He frowned and stared longingly at the empty spot before lying back down and resigning himself to continue enjoying the sun.

Ichigo found Zangetsu on another building with his eyes closed. "Zangetsu?" Ichigo called, but the older man's posture remained unchanged.

"Tell me Ichigo, are you happy?" Zangetsu asked after several moments, catching Ichigo by surprise. That was one of the reasons why he'd wanted to talk to his zanpakutou.

"I guess I am, since it's not raining," Ichigo answered.

Zangetsu opened his eyes and looked at him levelly. "It has stopped raining because you are content right now, but what will happen when you leave Las Noches and go back to your home?" Zangetsu asked, and Ichigo bit his lip and looked down. There was the option of staying in Las Noches, but that would mean giving up his entire life. He didn't think he could live with never seeing his father or sisters again. And then there were his friends…

"There are still many things troubling you; you've only put them off temporarily. Eventually you will come face to face with your problems and be forced to deal with them: the shinigami, your friends, and Renji," Zangetsu stated, and Ichigo crossed his arms over his chest. The old man was right; he knew that sooner or later he'd have to face the problems he'd been neglecting. He still wanted nothing more than to punch Renji in the face for using him, and he wanted to know why he wasn't good enough for Renji while that stuffy captain was.

Ichigo saw something move out of the corner of his eye and turned to find Shiro with a grin on his face and his hands behind his back. "Oi King, looks like ya got a new friend," Shiro laughed. Ichigo frowned at him in confusion for a moment before he was thrown out of his inner world.

The first thing he felt was a hand running over his stomach and something tickling his neck. Ichigo turned his head and let out a surprised yelp when he saw Stark lying behind him with a hand firmly placed on the vizard's stomach.

"What the hell!" Ichigo shouted and began to pull away from the Espada, but Stark growled and pulled Ichigo back onto the bed. Ichigo struggled and tried to give him a kick, but Stark crawled on top of the teen so he couldn't escape. Stark held his wrists to the side and leaned down to nuzzle Ichigo's neck.

"Get off!" Ichigo yelled as he tried to break free. All he wanted to do was sleep, but the stupid Espada wouldn't move. He knew he shouldn't have trusted him when he suggested they sleep in the same bed.

"No," Stark replied, and nuzzled his neck some more before moving down the vizard's chest. He stopped when he caught another scent. He had noticed it when the boy had entered the room, but it hadn't been very strong until he got closer. Sleepy eyes opened a bit wider when he recognized it. Ichimaru.

He didn't care too much for Ichimaru; the man was weird, and not just because he was always smiling. He didn't want the silver-haired man's scent on his soon-to-be-mate, so he bent down and began to run his tongue over the bite marks on Ichigo's shoulder, causing the teen to shudder. He noticed that the hands that had been protesting moments ago had stilled, but were still quite tense.

"What are you doing?" Ichigo growled, and had to suppress a moan when Stark ran his tongue down his chest and over a pert nipple. Stark suddenly stopped his ministrations and looked up at him.

"Do I really need to explain this to you? From what I can tell, you should know what is about to happen," Stark replied, making Ichigo blush. The question was pretty embarrassing, but he really didn't understand why everyone in Las Noches seemed to be attracted to him. Well, not everyone. Harribel, Syazel, Zommari, Baraggan (thank god), and Tousen didn't seem to care, but everyone else...

"Why?" he asked breathlessly as Stark licked around his navel, finally letting out a small moan when he felt the Primera dip his tongue inside and cover the area with his own scent. He dropped his hands to his sides and closed his eyes briefly just to enjoy the small pleasure that tongue was giving him.

Stark looked up at the boy and moved up until they were face to face. "Why not?" Stark asked, giving Ichigo a kiss. The boy opened his eyes in surprise, but didn't turn those sinful lips away. He felt the older man's tongue brush against his lips, but when he opened his mouth to allow him access the Espada moved away.

Ichigo felt vaguely disappointed until he felt Stark's tongue on the other side of his neck and hands running down his sides. Stark caressed the soft skin hungrily until he felt the resistance of the teen's hakama denying him more. He worked his tongue down to the boy's left nipple as he pulled the obi away and began to push the hakama down.

He licked over the nipple, making it slick with saliva before he moved down the teen's abdomen. His hands caressed Ichigo's thighs as he pushed the rest of the material off and left the teen naked. He felt the boy's fingers weaving into his hair and looked up again to see Ichigo's blush deepening. "Aren't you… going to get undressed?" he asked sheepishly.

"You want to move that quickly?" Stark inquired with a raised eyebrow, and Ichigo narrowed his eyes.

"It's not that! I just..." Ichigo forgot what he was going to say and threw his head back in pleasure when Stark cupped his testicles in his hands. He'd wanted to say that he didn't want to be the only one naked, but all his thoughts flew out the window when he felt Stark lick down his sides and make his way to his groin.

"Just relax," Stark told him, placing a hand on the teen's chest when he felt him trying to get up. The kid was fidgety for someone who had already gone through this, and he knew he'd done it at least twice. He'd passed by Grimmjow on more than one occasion while the Sexta was saying how he wanted to fuck the vizard's ass. That was the only reason he had sought him out in battle after their first encounter, and that desire had only increased after Ichigo had put Ulquiorra in his place and nearly killed him. Stark couldn't imagine the other Espada had passed up the opportunity to turn his dream into reality. As for Gin, he was currently wiping away all traces of the other man from the teen's body.

He pushed Ichigo's legs up and pressed them against his chest so he would have better access to his entrance. However, the boy had gotten the wrong idea and thought that he was going to take him right then and there. "Hey, wait!" Ichigo protested, pulling his legs away.

"I'll prepare you, don't worry," Stark grumbled. "You worry as much as a woman," he commented, and received a kick in the shoulder for it. He winced; the boy could kick surprisingly hard. He made a mental note not to piss the kid off again.

"How about you go back to your room," Ichigo retorted, and Stark frowned. He got on his hands and knees and moved up the orange-haired vizard until they were face to face once more.

"You wouldn't want that," Stark told him, kissing the boy's neck while he wrapped a hand around the teen's half-hard member and began to stroke it. He heard Ichigo moan in pleasure and took advantage of the open mouth to kiss him deeply. Ichigo's tongue was soft, and he allowed his own tongue to dance around it while exploring the teen's mouth.

Ichigo took advantage of the close proximity and began to divest the Primera of his clothing. There was no way he was going to sit here naked while the other was fully clothed. Stark let up for a moment and helped Ichigo with the bothersome clothing, shrugged it all off until he was completely naked as well.

"Happy now?" Stark asked as he leaned back. Ichigo's face reddened as he examined the Espada, and Stark wondered how the kid had enough blood left to blush with the erection he was sporting.

Ichigo didn't reply as he felt his legs being pushed against his chest once more, but this time he held onto them as Stark bent down and started licking around the teen's entrance. Ichimaru's scent was strongest here, so he made sure to leave enough saliva around the area to wash out the silver-haired man's smell.

He heard the teen gasp when he dipped his tongue in slightly to test the passage, but he ignored it. If the kid wanted to stop him he knew he wouldn't hesitate to kick him in the face. He parted Ichigo's thighs some more to get better access and pushed his tongue in deeper.

Ichigo threw his head back against the pillow and shut his eyes. It felt weird having another person's tongue inside his ass. He had gotten a little used to having a finger up there, but the feeling of the slick muscle was a bit weird. He gasped involuntarily when he felt a finger being added alongside the tongue, and turned his head a bit to the right. His grip on his legs tightened when he felt a second finger being added and the tongue disappeared.

He heard and felt the bed move, and looked over to find Stark lying beside him. "You still want to know why?" he breathed into Ichigo's ear, nibbling on the lobe and causing the teen to moan.

Ichigo's mind was in a haze of pleasure as he felt the fingers move in and out of him. Whatever the Espada was saying, he wasn't paying much attention. All he knew was that when he shook his head Stark looked down at him with a small smile. He moved forward to nuzzle Ichigo's neck before pushing three fingers inside him, making the teen wince.

"You're part of our family now, even if you decide not to stay," Stark murmured to him, and pulled his fingers out before kissing the teen gently and turning him onto his side. He looked down at Ichigo. The boy's face was flushed, and he was still panting slightly. "Do you still want this?" he asked the teen, who nodded 'yes.'

Stark moved up behind Ichigo and raised his left leg into the air as he positioned himself at the vizard's entrance. He waited for Ichigo's breathing to even out before slowly pushing into his body. He felt the orange-haired teen's inner walls clamp down on him tightly, and didn't move until he started to relax. He kissed the back of Ichigo's neck and buried his face in the orange locks of hair.

He felt the pressure loosen, and began to move forward as Ichigo got used to his size. Ichigo clutched the bed sheets with his hands. Stark was definitely bigger than Grimmjow, but luckily not as long as Gin. He tried to force himself to relax and brought his left hand down to his dripping cock, wrapping his fingers around it as Stark pulled out before thrusting back in.

Ichigo gasped as Stark shoved back into him. He moved his hand up and down his erection as the Espada's pace began to gradually grow faster. He felt the brown-haired man push against him at a new angle and pull out before thrusting back in.

"Fuck, Stark!" Ichigo yelled as he felt his prostate being slammed into, and his vision became fuzzy as waves of pleasure traveled along his body.

Stark grunted as he shoved back into Ichigo, wondering if the teen had really just had sex earlier that day. He felt so tight around his cock, but at the same time it felt so good. He didn't care whether or not the others wanted Ichigo; the teen would be spending many nights in his room!

Ichigo felt his release coming and pumped himself faster until he felt Stark's hand over his own. He leaned his head back and looked into the other's eyes as he kissed him, and pumped the teen's manhood together with him until he came in their hands. Stark growled and he moved faster before emptying himself into the vizard.

Ichigo sprawled bonelessly as he tried to catch his breath. Stark remained inside him for a few seconds before he pulled out and rolled over. Ichigo wiped his hand on the side of the bed before grabbing the covers. He winced as he sat up, but what startled him more was a snore that came from his side. He looked over to discover that Stark had already passed out and was snoring his brains out.

"Tch, lazy bastard," Ichigo grumbled as he threw the covers over them both and went back to sleep.

A/N: I have a hard time writing Stark's personality (well when he's awake) and I'm not sure if this is how he'd act or not. Kobo should have given him more screen time!

I'm feeling really bad for Nnoitra in the poll so I'm kinda revising it:

Whoever gets 1st and 2nd place gets to have the threesome with Ichi

3rd gets to do something very special that will make Ichi extremely happy

4th gets to do something special with Ichi

5th and 6th get to do a little something with Ichi

Sneak Peak

"How's the tea?" Aizen asked as he placed his elbow against the table and rested his chin in the palm of his hand.

"It's good," Ichigo lied and continued to drink the tea, trying his best not to make a face. He preferred coffee, but there was no way he was going to tell the man across from him that.

Thanks for reading and please review. I am interested in hearing your thoughts of the story of if something can be improved or suggestions. However, calling this story stupid (you know who you are) will be ignored if there is no reason for it! Sidenote: looks more Aizen/Ichi in the canon, at least in my perverted eyes!