*Star-jumping* I honestly can't believe how sweet you guys are to let me hit my quota! Thank you all who made it possible. I am shameless but pleased nonetheless.

As promised, I typed away the minute Seto gave me not just 1 but 2 reviews! I'm too excited to share this, so forgive me for not checking my work enough and you may see more than 1 error, please lemme know!

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Last but not least, special belated birthday wishes to PainAndNumb whose birthday was 25th Sept!


On another note…

How convenient! Dunno how to end the draggy-pointless-arrancar fight? Let Aizen kill the arrancars himself cos the shinigamis are too weak anyway. Kubo should learn to do fight scenes from Kishimoto.

Don't hate me cos I'm objective and free from bias.


So here's sharing a pairing that fairs better in fandom than reality…

Heroes Come Back

Chapter 7

Scene 1

The war had been going on for close to a year.

The Aizen troops had suffered many injuries yet unable to conquer their target. Their usual war tactics employed within the country proved to be not as successful in another nation. After the all, war emerged from greed, and they Aizens were proud. The different climate and local culture was a disadvantage to them – that's what they get for being content and not understanding their opponents better before launching a war.

Back in the country, it was chaotic.

There was resentment from the public due to bad economy in the absence of their leader, the strongest men and the strongest clan. A large amount of money was pumped into war weapons and rations for the troops. There was no news of victory or retreat, but merely instructions for more reinforcements. This led to the increase in crime rate and unemployment.

"Sousuke-sama… Can you utilise the national treasure? We need back up."

"Rethink your poor strategy… I didn't appoint a weak leader!"

"Even if I come up with a new strategy we need reinforcements. If you don't have the lock and key to the national treasure - We retreat."


Scene 2

The green haired beauty started rubbing herself. Moaning as her panties grew so thoroughly wet that they could not hold anymore of her juices. She lifted her honey coated fingers to her lover, "Here's more... Grimmy, it's all yours." She said with a seductive smile.

The blue haired man was about to lick her fingers until she traced those fingers from her neck, to between her breasts, down to her womanhood. The stunned man leaped at and attacked her neck, and her breasts.

"Oh God… That feels sooo good!" She moaned erotically.

Grimm chuckled and started licking around the nipple again, making her squirm in pleasure. Her breath was now hot and heavy, his breath shallow. She was quickly losing herself in the ocean of pleasure.

"I want you Nel,"

He pulled her soaked panties down and aligned his hard rock to her entrance. With one thrust he was fully inside her as he grunted loudly.

In the forest, the two bucked their hips and screwed like there was no tomorrow until they screamed their bliss.

"God I miss this…" he pulled her body close, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Yea… Well, we couldn't exactly do it in the Kurosaki house." She laughed playfully while tracing her fingers over his chest.

The four nakamas had left the shire in search for the council. They came to a stop where Ichigo and Ran put up a camp for the night, while Nel and Grimm were to hunt for food.

Easily spotting a fruit tree, Nel had quickly climbed up. While she was busy plucking the ripe fruit, Grimm was busy starting at her ripe ass right above him. Sensing the heated gaze, she slowly plucked the last fruit before pouncing on him.

"That's true… We should go baby," he stood up, tugging her along.

"You boys will be mad there's no meat for dinner," Nel pouted as they began to dress themselves.

"Leader-sama will be… But I… already had you." He said arrogantly.

They went for another passionate kiss.

"Grimmy… What do you think of telling him the truth?"

"You can't mean Orihime? Leader'll probably murder us right here in the forest."

"But it's not fair to him… He's cured now and there's no reason to keep them apart. What if it had been us? Won't you want to know the truth?"

Nodding, Grimm threw the bag of fruits over his shoulder and grabbed her hand with his unoccupied hand.

As they headed back to camp, she took his silence as consent.


Scene 3

Ichigo was taking a stroll near the camp while his nakamas went to bed. The full moon cast a gorgeous light on the peaceful forest. His hair was long enough to cover his back. Although his hair seemed to grow amazingly and almost as luscious as the girls, putting Neliel and Ran to shame. But he had not transformed at all since a year ago.

As he headed towards the river, he can't help feeling an aura of uneasiness… yet it was familiar and not unwelcome… Reaching the river, he let the melody of the singing waters calm him.

His senses were immediately on alert as he felt someone's presence near, lifting his amber eyes, he saw the silhouette, no doubt of a woman, with a voluptuous body to die for. The woman stood in the water, the water reaching knee length. Her hair, he made out under the moonlight was copper.

Ran?

What the hell is she doing in the middle of the night?

Wasn't she asleep?

As she turned, his gaze reached a pair of overflowing breasts, and he quickly turned away.

He had not the chance to have sex for ages nor did he think about it in such circumstances, but… she was a beautiful woman. He muttered a curse – more because it was ridiculous for her to be out here alone and naked at night.

"Ichigo…" she moaned.

A shiver went down his spine as that familiar delicious intoxicating voice reached him, the voice of his lover.. the voice he missed.. the voice he had not heard since god knows when. Whirling his head around, he stared at the most beautiful face. His chest was overwhelmed with hope, disbelief and confusion as she smiled that angelic smile of hers while calling his name again.

It can't be…

Is he hallucinating?

Without a word, she lunged herself at him, curling her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately.

"St-Stop it! What's wrong with you?" Eyes screw shut, he pushed her away "I'm sorry… I must be crazy to mistake you for Orihime."

Again, she called his name softly.

Cracking his eye open, wishing her voice would get out of his head, this time his voice failed him when he parted his lips, instead he was in a trance as the very naked auburn haired goddess, no doubt the splitting image of Orihime, stood before him.

"Y-you.. you're real!" he stuttered.

Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she pressed their lower halves together, her finger drawing random patterns on his chest.

"You know… we've never role played… I kind of like this." the auburn head giggled.

This time his body was reacting with painful desire and need as his goddess stood before him.

He stared at her glorious body shamelessly, while his hands began to wander freely… trailing across her arms to her shoulders, down her back and cupping her bottom, groaning as she grind her hips with his bulging hardness.

Tearing his hands away from her bottom, he cradled her face and crushed his lips to hers... hungrily… longingly… desperately… lovingly.

Their heats pressed deliciously against each others when they finally broke the kiss for air. Panting as he stared at her through heated gaze, he admired her twin mounds heaving with her breath.

There were a million questions he wanted to ask her… but it had to wait. Right now, all he wanted was to be one with her.

Locating a large tree, he let her back rest against the tree trunk while keeping her in position.

"I love you Orihime." He mumbled into her chest.

Her pained response was unexpected.

"Stop… Y-you're…"

"Huh?"

Lifting his head to gaze at her, she saw her face turn red and then pale, a pair of hands choking her neck.

"… You're hurting me."

Jerking backwards as he dropped his hands, he couldn't believe he actually tried to strangle her. He glared at his offending hands and darted his gaze back to her bruised neck.

"I'm sorry Orihime.. I'm so sorry… I didn't mean to hu-"

"Goodbye Ichigo."

Her figure faded into the misty darkness… beside the tree, he now noticed.. was a tombstone…

No way… No way… No friggin way…

"NO!! HIME!!"


Scene 4

The next day, a deeply scowling Ichigo and his nakamas reached an alcove. It does fit the description from his aunt, Kukaku.

If he wasn't too impatient to find the damned council he'd have time to beat his nakamas to a pulp.

It was just another stupid nightmare.

"NO!! HIME!!"

"Leader-sama, are you alright?"

Sitting up in his camp, he was covered with sweat as he cried furiously.

"Orihime… Orihime…"

"Leader-sama… It's just a nightmare… It's not real"

"Well.. there's something we need to confess.."

Damnit... Stupid nakamas.

He should rip their heads apart for lying to him all these months!

But if it was to protect her from…

His thoughts were interrupted when two hooded figures appeared before them in a flash. He assessed the hooded figures, one was slim, the other bulky.

"Ichigo."

Four pairs of eyes widened they stared at the male who spoke while uncovering his hood.

"Chad?"

The dark man nodded while his slim companion revealed her spiky dark hair.

"Long time no see, Ichigo."

"Tatsuki!"

Without delay, they led the four away from the alcove back into the woods till they reached higher grounds. There, they entered the council's hideout.

After being served tea, they were introduced to the elders. Kisuke Ishida, Yoruichi Shinounin – Kisuke's wife. Ryuuken Ishida – Uryuu's father.

"We were good friends with Isshin and Masaki." The blond man with a fan said while the purple haired woman nodded in agreement; while the silver haired man holding a cigar.. snorted.

"You knew my parents?!"

They briefly explained the history of a few good men and women… Once Aizen Sousuke's victims… Joining forces to fight against him. They help those in need, those who are oppressed… they appease the people… promise security… means to earn money, grow food and learn safety… for years they plotted against Aizen Sousuke… to stop him from attaining the lock and the key…

"Are you with us?"

"What's in it for me?" the orange head ex-leader of the Aizen clan crossed his arms arrogantly.

"You should ask what's not in it for you if you refuse this…" then the three elders of the council stood and excused themselves.

"Wait! Where is Orihime?"

Ichigo was left shouting at them but Grim pulled him back. "Why should I? How can I trust you when you took Orihime away from me!"

Chad placed a hand on Ichigo's shoulder, immediately calming his nerves. Then he spoke firmly, "They decided that it was for the best at that point of time."

When he saw that Ichigo was listening, he continued. "We had to protect her… from you. You were dangerous and you hurt her."

They were right.

He had been plagued with guilt for hurting her… He thought he had killed her…

Although she was alive, it wasn't far from the truth that he almost did kill her!

"But the anti-dote worked, Ichigo hasn't transformed since taking the anti-dote." Nel defended eagerly.

"Very well." Tatsuki gave a discreet sigh of relief and smiled, "Come with us,"

"Where are we going?"

Stopping in her tracks, Tatsuki turned around to glare at her scowling childhood friend impatiently.

"Don't you want to meet them?"

Amber eyes widened like saucers and he stared foolishly.

"You mean… Orihime? I don't care about the rest.. I just want to see Orihime!"

Tatsuki did a cursory glance at the orange head before turning to Chad with mischief in her eyes.

"Fine, just Orihime."

"Where is she?"

"Southern Village. We should leave before nightfall. And Ichigo?"

"Hm?"

"You need a haircut."


Scene 5

"I think we should camp here overnight. It looks like we can't reach the alcove before nightfall." A blue haired man came to a stop near a river.

"Oh no! But doesn't that mean we will miss them?" she bit her lower lip in dismay.

"Sorry."

"Iie. It's fine."


Scene 6

Ichigo was taking a stroll near the camp while his nakamas went to bed. The full moon cast a gorgeous light on the peaceful forest.

Leaving the hideout, the group of six travelled to the South, setting up a camp for the night.

As he headed towards the river, he can't help feeling an aura of uneasiness… yet it was familiar and not unwelcome… Reaching the river, he let the melody of the singing waters calm him.

His senses were immediately on alert as he felt someone's presence near, lifting his amber eyes, he saw the silhouette, no doubt of a woman, voluptuous body to die for. The woman stood in the river, the water reaching knee length. Her hair, he made out under the moonlight was copper.

Why?

It was exactly like his dream!

But this time…

As she turned, he froze.

He was sure that she was real.

She hadn't notice his presence but continued to bathe in the river. He felt his pants shrinking two sizes too small as his blood rush southwards, watching his auburn haired goddess traced her creamy skin with a wet cloth.

Damnit, he was jealous of that cloth.

"Who's there?"

Closing and then cracking his eye open upon hearing her hurriedly stepping out of the water, this time his voice failed him when he parted his lips, instead he was in a trance as the very naked auburn haired goddess stood before him, with the dripping cloth held in shield of her breasts.

"Y-you.. you're real!" she stuttered his line.

"So are you." he managed not to stutter.

He stared at her glorious body shamelessly, while his hands reached for the cloth from her and let it fall to the ground.

"Don't hide them from me!"

She lunged herself at him as he encircled his arms around her in a tight hug. They held on to each other for dear life… wanting... needing to feel each other… just to be sure.

"Ichigo,"

God I miss him.

"Orihime,"

God I miss her.

His lips crashed upon hers and their sweet kiss became frantic in seconds as she welcomed him into her mouth. Their tongues glided against each other before he dominated her and sucked on her tongue, tasting each other till they were out of breath.

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"Ichigo?"

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"Hm?"

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"You need a haircut."

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End.

Love,

Blitch out. (05.10.09)

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