I DO NOT OWN BLEACH
Hey guys!
So the other day I said the next few chapters will be different fillers, well I've actually came up with a few ideas that will take up the next few chapters! So get your swords ready for some heroism, sex, guerilla tactics and fighting! As well as some grievance from Byakuya and some actual emotion from him! This fic has everything!
Nah, just kidding! Also, if your up to date with the manga (Hopefully you are because spoilers are coming!) then you would have seen Yamamoto's bankai which is amazing! I can't wait to actually write him fighting sooner rather than later, as well as a few little plot points about him. Byakuya too, since he's pretty cool. The Vandenreich will come in soon, except for Kirge who...well he'll be pretty interesting I hope, I may or may not make him the leader of a religious crusade who joins Ichigo in order to fight off the blasphemous Republic...
Not that I thought about it hard and how cool it could have been _
As for the Stern Ritter and the rest of the quincies... I dunno, they'll pop up soon enough. Bandits maybe? I know I said pirates where going to come into it, (Not stuff like Captain Jack Sparrow or One Piece but maybe some rapscallion rogues who just like to plunder and kill!) Remember when I said Stark was a former pirate? That's why he's here! I don't want to give too much away since I've done that already but I decided you should know a few things that'll be happening!
Any who, let's do it!
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Ichigo lay down beside Rukia, who's face seemed rather numb from the previous weeks events. Hisana's death, Ganju's death...it was starting to pile up. By that, he meant the pain and the hurt, but of course this was to be expected considering the goals and accomplishments they seek after. The rebels learnt the hard way that trifling with the Republic was no mere thing, but they were determined! They had a goal and they would not rest until they saw justice done, or perished in the attempt! They would not fall with a whimper, but with an explosion! Catching each and every single enemy in it's range, burning them all with their fiery passion and determination, the would show the Republic that a man with cause is capable of.
Ichigo ran his finger softly through Rukia's raven locks as she rested her head on his chest, his stone-hard body being a rather surprisingly comfortable pillow for the tiny warrior. She snuggled herself in deeper, shutting her eyes she attempted to sleep. It was early in the morning, the rebels should be up by now, but Ichigo allowed Rukia a while longer to rest considering the pain she had been handling. As Rukia drifted off, Ichigo slowly escaped from her grasp and rested her head upon the thin duck feather filled pillow, silently promising to never hurt her. As the rebel commander tightened his washed loincloth, he wrapped the tough red cloth around his two wrists before covering it with his leather bracers. He tightened his brown leather shoes before adding his greaves and cuirass, alongside his two usual shoulder pads onto his chiselled chest. The former champion walked and stared into a barrel of water, fixing his bangs to the way Rukia likes them, simply stranding across his forehead naturally instead of tussled up messily or turned to the side as if modelling. Ichigo smiled to her sleeping form, her hair slightly growing back to the way it was, still short but at least now it was evenly cut, unlike when Yoruichi tore it up into uneven strands. Soon enough, in a few months time it would be as long as it used to be, maybe even longer if she so wished it! The orange-haired rebel chuckled at the thought of Rukia having long hair...
The now clothed rebel overlooked the temple, previously owned by the now deceased Ganju Shiba. He looked to his men, Chad wearing his usual bare torso and dark bracers, loincloth and graves. He turned to see Stark nibbling at his meal while conversing with Lilynette who he had grown an affection for, whether it was brotherly, fatherly or romantically was a mystery for Ichigo but all he knew was the two got on well. Stark was dressed in red leather bracers and greaves, the greaves being placed so that the lace was at the shin. He had leather shoes and a brown loincloth with a sica resembling Grimmjow's at his hip. Across his chest was a red leather loose strap, the single piece of leather extending into two tight segments around his collarbone before forming into one at the shoulder blade, with steel studs around the double-segment Lilynette wore a simple green ragged dress, with a light brown leather shoulder-guard, a dagger at her hip.
He had heard what the Seireitei Praetor, Sosuke Aizen had found at his wife's kidnapping scene. Dead soldiers and mercenaries, alongside a murdered bodyguard inside the carriage, lodged deeply inside his shoulder was the dagger Ichigo had gifted Rukia with, who left it there with her name carved into it, although she didn't know it...
Embarrassing enough the Republicans had found "Ichigo and Rukia!" Carved into it with a small heart beside it, the woman not anticipating them actually pulling the dagger out and observing it...
Ichigo chuckled, he had known Rukia and loved her long enough to know that he brought out the tough, boyish as well as the soft, sweet and girlish persona inside of her. He still couldn't believe she was real, that she loved him, that they were both genuinelyhappy with each other, ecstatic even! He had often doubted the even concept of true love or all the like, even when it was before his very eyes in the shape of his parents. Shaking the thoughts off, he wandered down to the square and caught Tatsuki's eye, who immediately ran over "Want to train?" She asked with an almost begging look, forcing Ichigo to laugh. When they were children, probably even more so than ever now, Tatsuki was more boy than girl and constantly fought with Ichigo. Tatsuki never really got over the fact that Ichigo could beat her and always demanded a rematch.
The rebel complied and unsheathed his sword, looking at Tatsuki with an assumed expression, annoying Tatsuki. It wasn't the fact that she was a woman, in fact he knew not to underestimate the female gender due to a certain raven-haired warrior princess, he was amused simply because it never piled into Tatsuki's head how superior he was to her, or rather most of the people in the rebellion barring the former champions as well as Renji and Chad. Tatsuki equipped her gladius and circled Ichigo, who rose an eyebrow.
She thrusted forward, going for Ichigo's abdomen in which case forced Ichigo to place the bottom edge of his gladius on the top edge of hers and allow her blade to grind against his. Her gladius was pushed in between his arm and torso, before he turned behind her and pushed her to the floor, making her even angrier. The Amazonian-skilled warrior leapt up and swung her blade furiously at Ichigo who blocked with ease before the man quickly ducked under her sword, wrapping his arm around her thigh and shoulder before lifting her off the ground and throwing, making the woman slam against the floor roughly, Ichigo chuckled and extended his hand, which Tatsuki rejected with a smirk.
"I guess you've gotten okay" She scoffed cockily, Ichigo chuckled and slapped his palm around her wrist and patted her shoulder brotherly, he hated to admit it but he was starting to think of her more of a sister than his own, as well as Orihime, although this was probably due to them being so alike. The rebel warrior averted his eyes to the arguing Grimmjow and Soi-fon before rolling his eyes, well that relationship lasted long enough. Snapping his fingers at Grimmjow, we wiggled it towards him as if a teacher about to scold a student.
"Tell me about it" Ichigo said off-handedly
"What?" Grimmjow asked incredulously "Since when do you talk about feelings and emotion?" Ichigo shrugged with responded with;
"I do, with Rukia" Ichigo informed the teal-haired rebel "You have no-one so you might as well, we've seen each other naked so we can't get any closer than that." Ichigo joked. Grimmjow scowled and snapped.
"What happened in the baths stayed in the baths"
"Except for Yumichika's mole problem"
A certain effeminate rebel glared.
Grimmjow sighed, taking a seat and a swig of his water. "I guess I just do not do well with strong women" He sighed "I'm usually the dominate one, the stronger one. It may be bias and discriminative but I have to be the stronger one, or I just snap" He scowled "I want a woman who's tough but...soft" He explained. Ichigo nodded and asked.
"What do you look for?"
"Someone who will stand behind me"
"Now your sounding like Yumichika" Ichigo joked
"Fuck you!"
Ichigo cackled and his eyes averted to Orihime, Grimmjow caught this and frowned. Ichigo shrugged and spoke "She's beautiful, kind and caring, she's got a certain strength about her but is very...submissive" He smirked "Well from personality, from what I heard off Uryu-"
"Yeah" Grimmjow smirked, standing up and flashing Ichigo a wink, he swaggered over to the auburn-haired beauty with confidence and charm, something he had gained through nothing but arrogance and good-looks. The teal-haired ex-gladiator stopped beside her and grinned "Hello"
Orihime smiled "Hello"
"So, how do you fare this day?"
Orihime perked up at the question and grinned "Oh it's been wonderful actually!" She informed "I was allowed to cool the meals and everybody enjoyed them! Although a few were sick afterwards and I found a pile of scraps outside the temple people seemed pleased enough, Tatsuki even helped me-"
Grimmjow chuckled "That's great, I would love to listen more but I am swamped with duties" He lied. Orihime nodded understandably and let him leave, Grimmjow took a seat beside Ichigo on the steps and demanded "You were supposed to marry that?!"
Ichigo shrugged "I rather favour her" He confessed "Although not in that way"
Grimmjow sighed "Whilst annoying...there's a certain charm about her" He mused "I'll get her somehow" He grinned cockily. Ichigo rolled his eyes and Grimmjow saw this, the rebel scoffed and demanded "What, your some kind of relationship expert?!"
"Six years I've been with Rukia and we've barely had an argument that didn't involve who was on top" Ichigo smirked "I usually lose" He laughed, Grimmjow scoffed and left the commander on the steps who sighed "Come on Grimmjow!" He bellowed "I can change!" He joked, Grimmjow growled and saw Kugo, thanking the God's silently he called his friend.
"Kugo! Come here, I am in need of counsel!" He demanded. Kugo scowled and Riruka popped her head out and Grimmjow scoffed once more, Kugo rose an eyebrow as Grimmjow quickly retreated back away, sitting beside Ichigo. "Even Kugo has a woman!"
Ichigo sighed "Just talk to Orihime and speak instead of allowing her to speak, or merely accept it...that's what Uryu did"
"I do not wish to be his replacement" Grimmjow scowled "I'm my own man, I don't want to be a second place" He swore "Not again" This forced Ichigo to smirk, commenting on the man's inferiority complex. The Thraex snapped at him before sighing and walking over to Orihime again, he sucked at anything that wasn't paid for.
"Oh hello Grimmjow" Orihime waved "You finished your duties quickly!"
Grimmjow laughed weakly "I lied about that...you spoke a little to quickly" He confessed. Orihime frowned and blushed strongly, her face resembling a tomato due to her embarrassment.
"I-I didn't did I?!" She fretted "I always speak too fast I know I do, apologies it's just when I get excited I talk really fast without stopping and-" She was shushed by Grimmjow, who placed a finger on her lip.
"Calm yourself" The rebel ordered and she nodded. Orihime smiled and took a cup of water, gulping it down as she was parched from the heat. The auburn-haired girl looked at Grimmjow who looked back oddly, as if asking a question with his eyes. Orihime scraped the ground with her feet at the awkward silence before asking the rebel.
"So...how was your day?"
Grimmjow rose an eyebrow "My day?" He repeated, he shrugged "Not much, I hunted meat then cooked it, then I ate it and trained." The panther-loving warrior admitted "Some of the rebels got to arguing, so I had to smack one a few times before he finally calmed down" Grimmjow nodded with a smirk.
"You must be a good leader!"
Grimmjow thought about it and nodded "Yeah..I am a good leader am I not?!" He grinned "Thanks 'Hime!" He smirked, giving her a nickname "Your not so bad!" He laughed "In fact your pretty good"
Orihime blushed and confessed "Sometimes I wish it not so"
Grimmjow rose an eyebrow and asked "Oh?"
"Ever since Uryu's passing...I've just felt so alone and misguided by life and it's mysteries. I have realized that life is so short and full of death and sadness, that I must live life to it's fullest potential! So...So..." Orihime blushed "I want to do things! I want to fight, I want to...dare I say kill! I want to lock myself in a room with a man and do...bad things" She giggled. Grimmjow was thoroughly impressed and she turned to ask him "Are...are you bad?"
"To the bone"
Almost a few moments after that, the two were upon each other in one of the rooms, Grimmjow tore off her dress revealing her large breasts that he completely adored, gripping at them firmly and roughly, forcing Orihime to gasp out in shock at how aggressive he was being, almost a defensive yelp... Grimmjow loved it. The brute of a man threw Orihime onto the bed, leaping onto her and grinding his cloth covered hips into her excited sex, forcing it to dampen. He grinded more on more, massaging her licking at her breasts enthusiastically while Orihime moaned and yelped out with gasps and pants. When the rebel felt were 'Wet enough' he tore off his loincloth, placing her to the edge of the bed while he stood, his hand pushing her left leg back via behind her knee caps and he entered her, Orihime letting out a strained moan.
He pumped into her more and more, his throbbing member sliding in and out of her wet core as they both panted with euphoria as the sides of his shaft burrowed through her hot walls and hit the back of her womanhood with vigorous attention, the auburn-haired woman squealing out like a whore as he delved in deeper and deeper, his hips slapping against hers ferociously. He licked his thumb and brought it to her clitoris, rubbing it roughly, yet euphorically as he pushed inside her. Orihime's eyes were reaching into the back of her head, panting like an animal as a beast terrorized her body, which she craved so badly...
Orihime, using her fighting experience with Tatsuki, wrapped her legs around Grimmjow's hips and flipped him over in a very martial arts type way, she was now on top. She reached down and extended her tongue, his meeting hers as she wobbled her hips before moving them back and forth, her torso following. Grimmjow's hands massaged at her breasts as she rotated her hips in circles, his thumb tracing over her now erect nipples before giving them a light squeeze. His hands found themselves firmly gripped on her butt, Orihime's own hands covering them as they both aided in the auburn-haired girls hips slamming down on his member. As the hips met one another, the member digging deeper and deeper within her core, just after her juices flown out like a river, Grimmjow found his limit which Orihime notice, quickly pulling out and moved downwards, pumping his erection with all her might, forcing the man to cry out as he climaxed, his juices hitting her large breasts. Grimmjow muttered a 'Fuck..' as it came out. She fell beside him, the two looking at one another before laughing.
"That was rigorous" He chuckled.
"As expected" She joked.
"I am rather rugged"
As they engaged in pillow talk, Rukia wandered passed the room just awaking from her slumber, she peeked in and scoffed at what she saw, muttering something about 'Copying her' and the like. The woman sighed but her sigh turned to a grin once her favorite rebel appeared, his orange hair bristling.
"Did you sleep well?" He asked genuinely, she nodded with a smile and pulled him into a hug, Ichigo returned it despite not knowing where the affection came from. "How do you fare?" He asked his lover, Rukia bit her lip and sighed as she traceda f finger down his chest with a frown.
"I'm all right" She spoke "Better than before" Rukia admitted, Ichigo nodded in approval before noticing what had previously annoyed her, quickly taking her wrist he pulled her into the training square in attempt to pull her away from the two lust-filled rebels room where they had recently inhabited for their carnal desires. Ichigo slipped a hand around her waist as they exited and kissed her scalp before handing her the gladius he had gifted her with not so long ago, Rukia took it with enthusiasm and sensed her lovers smirk as she gripped it tighter, as if challenging him to a spar.
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Aizen stood before the silently grieving Byakuya Kuchiki as he stared at his wife's pale body, robbed of life. Aizen had been given the two children and her body in an attempt to make him hold up his end of the deal when they attempted to trade Momo for weapons, but obviously that didn't work. The rich man silently wept for his wife, but his face shown no emotion. Aizen silently watched the wealthy man nodded before turning to Aizen as if his face filled with question.
Aizen didn't want to make an enemy out of Byakuya Kuchiki. Not only was he one of the Republic's greatest military commanders and one of the best fighters, he was also the owner and manager of every single bank in the Republic, he handled all the money and he knew who or what took which. It was rumoured that all of Byakuya's money was locked safe in a villa under constant guard, his worth being in the millions, perhaps even billions. Byakuya could casually buy and burn down and rebuild six villas with pocket change. The man looked to Aizen and spoke.
"My children...how are they?" He asked.
"They are with Sojun" Aizen spoke "He is feeding them"
Byakuya nodded and exited immediately to meet up with his father, the rich man leaving a sack of golden coins on the table as if a thank you for Aizen, who smirked and took the coins with a warm welcome. The Praetor wandered out near the front door where coincidentally his wife entered the house, her hair messy and tussled, her dress dirty and ripped and her mouth dry and parched. Aizen's eyes widened, thinking Momo for dead as he quickly ran to her side as she collapsed right upon the six inch deep pool in the front of the entrance. Her husband rushed to her side...
As Momo was picked up, brought to a bed and allowed to rest, Aizen putting her in more comfortable clothes and pulling the blanket over her, she woke up softly with Aizen overlooking her. For a second, Momo thought that maybe he was worried and that Ichigo was wrong, that he loved her more than anyone else, but she was proved wrong.
"Momo" Aizen began "Where was Ichigo?" He asked
She sighed at his words and answered "I do not know, I was blindfolded for the journey. Hours by horse and even longer on foot, I was brought to..I do not know a villa of some sort and thrown into a cellar"
"Was it made of stone or wood?"
"What does it fucking matter?!" Momo snapped. Aizen frowned and Momo rolled her eyes "It was made of stone...with a foreign language etched into it, something maybe from Zanpakuto or Jigoku" Momo explained. As Aizen was about to ask, Momo rose an eyebrow and asked "Why am I not In our bed?" She asked, suddenly rising as she pushed herself up with her palms. She turned to her husband, demanding answers but all she got was a guilty face in return.
"Momo-"
"Ichigo was right" Momo gasped, the truth of her husband finally coming through. She looked to her husband, his brown hair not in the same style as the young naïve version of her fell in love with, now resembling a villains haircut with a single strand covering his forehead "You do not love me"
Aizen gritted his teeth and snarled "You greet this as revelation?" The Praetor asked. "Time and time again you tore my heart from my chest...yet you act surprised when there is none of it left to take" He scoffed. "Do not think me a fool, I've known how long you've been fucking that little shit behind my back" He glared "Or how you've groped at men, one in particular being the very man who kidnapped you" Aizen spoke.
Momo choked, tears swelling up filling herself with guilt and pity. Aizen...he was once a good man, a headstrong, noble and wise man who's kind smile could light up any room and his wisdom echoing throughout the halls of the Senate...now he was cunning, manipulative, ambitious, cold, merciless and just...just a villain. "Is there nothing left between us?" She asked. Aizen gave a bitter smile and spoke.
"Memories only" He replied "Ones that shall fade with time"
Momo couldn't believe it...her marriage was over...
In the Hitsugaya villa, nothing much was better. Karin avoided her husband mostly at all costs, only speaking with him at necessary moments. Her mind was frazzled with what she had heard, the Republic was...it was evil from what Ichigo had told her, although could she really believe him? She had a choice in this and it was difficult.
Choose her murderous, yet heroic brothers side, the brother who was never there, in the fight against the Republic, leaving all what she had behind and knowing full well that her brother could be lying.
Or she could pick her cheating husbands side, a husband who was dutiful and noble and despite what crimes he had committed, loved her more than anything or anyone in this world, the man who was there for her when she cried, unlike her brother.
It was the most difficult decision she had to ever make.
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Ichigo laughed as he leapt back, dodging Rukia's oncoming spear as she now practised with the weapon. Ichigo wielded a spear in his hands also, having trained in it since he was a boy and often used the poled weapon for hunting purposes. Ichigo pushed the tip across the edge of Rukia's and thrusted hers out of the way, moving forward and slapping her back with the edge, forcing her to her knees. She grunted and rejected Ichigo's extended hand as well as his apology, stating that there "Was none deserved" She stated, she quickly thrusted forward but was quickly disamred. As she bent over to pick the weapon up, she felt Ichigo's hips push against hers, the rebel leader having an innocent façade playing at his eyes and lips. She moved away not wanting to fall for his tricks, she had to train!
Ichigo looked at her and smiled "You trained well with the spear, now let us see how you fare with the bow" He grinned. Ichigo had very little experience in the bow, although enough to know what stance was used and how to pull and release the string, as well as how to aim. Rukia picked up her bow and assumed the stance, but Ichigo didn't help one bit as he hovered behind her, his hands slowly moved against her arms, moving her body into the correct one. Ichigo's large hands firmly held her arms into the correct position, before they both fell to her curves, slowly sliding down her waist and to her hips, slightly pushing them into position. Rukia tried to contain her smirk but it was futile, she knew the next few hours would be very interesting ones indeed. As his hands pushed her thighs, moving them into position, he stood behind her and assumed her stance, his body right behind hers and his hands covering hers, helping her pull the bows string back, as well as holding the bow itself. As she was about to release, his hands slipped lower and pressed against her sex, she yelped out and the arrow missed by a landslide.
" Stop it!" She urged, Ichigo saw her lips were forming into a smile and he chuckled.
"Stop what?"
Rukia shook her head and sighed "Sword training?"
"Very well" He smiled.
Rukia and the two assumed similar stances, the two looking at one another. Rukia moved and thrusted her sword forward, but Ichigo caught her wrist and brought it across her chest, his arms wrapped around her waist and his face at her neck, his hot breath touching her...oh god he wasn't going to give up was he?
She tried to struggle but when she did, she was only forced to face him. Her violet-eyes met his amber ones and she immediately fell for his desires. She sighed with a smile and spoke "You won't give up will you? Constantly interrupting my training because you can't get enough of me" She laughed.
Ichigo shrugged "I wouldn't do it if I thought you didn't want to"
Rukia couldn't help but giggle like a schoolgirl, forcing Ichigo's mouth to move into a proud grin. "Your laugh saves me" He grinned. Rukia grinned back and suddenly realized something...
She had something no-one else had. She had Ichigo- well not Ichigo but... a passionate, lion-hearted, fiery determined man who loved her more than anything, who just couldn't get enough of her. Rukia knew that even if he was just a cell of skin and a smile, she would love him just as much as she did now. His hair, body and skills were just perks, albeit fantastic perks. As these words played throughout her mind, her mouth met his slightly before moving into something more passionate. She heard him breathlessly whisper "I love you" and kissed him even more. "Show me" She challenged.
He brought her into the room quickly, kissing at her neck tenderly and passionately. Ichigo traced his hands up her back, feeling her skin and she ran her fingers throughout her hair. Ichigo kissed her jawline and whispered "Rukia..."
"What?" She asked.
"Promise me you won't die" He asked. Rukia looked at him, expecting a joking look but he was deadly serious, his eyes mixed with love, solemness and an almost begging undertone. "Please don't leave me in this world alone"
Rukia slammed her lips on him "I would never do such a thing to hurt you" She swore "Promise me you won't die either" She demanded "Promise me you'll live to see us grow old together...promise me we'll die together" She begged.
"I promised it to myself and I'll promise it to you" He grinned, Rukia smiled and quickly caught him in another kiss. Ichigo's hands slipped up her back and hooked off her cloth garb, as she untied his loincloth. "We must be quick" He informed "Ikkaku and Yumichika will return from the town soon to inform us of any plans the Republicans may have" Ichigo spoke. Rukia grinned and whispered.
"Then we'll have to do it here and now, rather than moving to our bed chambers" She whispered sultry. "Right here on the floor...staining it with our juices, forcing it damp with our carnal needs" She poetically spoke. Before she knew it, Ichigo lifted her off her feet and pressed her on the floor, the cold stone cooling her skin. Her arm shot around, her elbow hooking with her knee and helping him gain access to her dampened loincloth, which he tore off while grabbing her left ankle. Rukia pulled her right leg back further, as Ichigo gripped her left ankle while pressing his left hand on the wall. He slipped into her slowly, the hot wet core surrounding his hard manhood, Ichigo gritted his teeth as he knelt and slowly began to move faster. He loved how each time he completely entered her, his member being buried deep, deep inside her she would let out a moan, one that he knew was filled with pleasure, thanks to him. The fact that Rukia was enjoying him deep inside of her filled his ego to unimaginable heights!
As he slowly pumped his hips faster, Rukia's moans began louder and more erratic. Finding the position he was in to complicated to go any faster, he quickly grabbed her legs and placed the back of her knees on his shoulder, feeling her warm thighs on his chest turned him on so much, she had amazing thighs that he could just eat up, with a fantastic butt he would just love to sleep on. He felt Rukia's hands grip onto his leaning arms and begged him to go faster, in which he did. His hips met hers as his member slid in and out of her tight, hot slit as the skin slapped against one another in a euphoric momentum that was forcing her to almost come right there and then as he burrowed down upon her, his face filled with pleasure and determination as his teeth were gritting and his eyes tightened shut. Rukia felt his shaft grinding against her walls before hitting that spot repeatedly forcing her eyes to roll into the back of her head. Despite the fact that she was already beginning an orgasm, Ichigo was relentless and didn't stop pounding into her so much that Rukia let out a cry that lasted a good thirty seconds before her juices flowed like a river down and upon him Rukia quickly flipped him over, straddling him before bending down and kissing him. Ichigo asked;
"What about Ikk-"
"Fuck those two" Rukia cried out as she rolled her hips on his "If they have a problem I'll kill them both and fuck you bloodstained!" She laughed, Ichigo grunted as she placed her hands on his knees and began lifting her hips up and down, allowing him to slide in and out of her. Ichigo grabbed her breasts, massaging them as he pinched at her nipples as she rode him. Rukia leaned back and placed her palms on the floor behind her as her gratified,wet and hot womanhood bounced up and down upon his member, forcing them both to moan out and groan. Ichigo lifted himself back to lean against a wall, his sweaty back cooling itself against the stone as Rukia planted her two feet at either side of his thighs, her arms wrapping around his neck and pulling his head close into her breasts as if ordering him to suck, which he did. Ichigo's hands found her butt as his fingers dug deep into the skin, pushing her deeper and deeper as they both moved their hips at an equally pleasurable pace. Rukia's head dug itself into Ichigo's shoulder as her hips moved and Ichigo began to kiss at her neck. Ichigo grunted out, his moans and growls becoming faster and animalistic as he thrusted up faster, pushing her hips closer and squeezed her butt tighter. Out of a random whim, Rukia's tongue found itself on Ichigo's cheek as she licked up across his face sensually as he roared into his orgasm. Rukia's mouth covered his as they both climaxed at the same time roaring out as the juices combined. Ichigo sighed before speaking;
"We must begin taking...precautions" He panted "I cannot have my favourite soldier with child during war time" He informed. "Despite how much I dream of raising I child alongside of you"
Rukia nodded "I have been" She confessed "Silphium...a plant" She spoke "Bad of taste and after effects...but" Rukia finished, Ichigo knew what she meant. (I researched contraceptive so I may as well make them do it since everybody's like 'How come Rukia's not pregnant' which I myself didn't know, so heres the excuse and hopefully you buy it)
"Well..." Ichigo began as he slowly flipped her on her side "Since we don't need children as of yet..." He mused, his thumb slowly moving downwards, tracing over the 'other' place. "Maybe..."
"Definitely" Rukia spoke, lust-filling her voice. Ichigo chuckled and now realized that his woman was in a lust-filled fever, where she wanted to do everything. Rukia planted herself on he chest, allowing Ichigo to prod at her backside in which he slowly entered, with each minute he went deeper and carefully pulled out before moving in. At first it hurt her, despite not being the first time they did such a thing. But with Ichigo's tenderness and careful movements, her pain turned to pleasure as his hips slowly rocked into hers as the palm of his hand traced up her thigh and to her breast, Rukia twisted her torso to turn and meet Ichigo's eyes, their mouths attempting to kiss but he was too far. He slowly dug into her deeper, forcing out a long moan from Rukia, their mouths finally meeting as Rukia now battled with Ichigo's tongue, the two wet muscles dancing together as his hips rocked into hers, Rukia could feel his moans getting deeper and longer, he was nearly there.
"Lean on your hands" Ichigo ordered, he wouldn't have her come after him, that was blasphemous in his eyes. As Rukia obeyed, propping herself up on her two palms and her tip-toes, as if being a push-up, Ichigo wrapped his arms around her, his left hand playing with her breast as his right massaged her clit. His mouth sucked on her neck, moaning into her skin, the vibrations causing her spine to shudder as her moans got louder. Rukia began pushing her hips into his as they both moved at the same time, their rhythm and timing matching each others perfectly. Rukia felt herself there once more, she let out a loud giggle, something that sounded as if a sex-vixen had possessed Rukia, using her body as a conduit. Her lust-filled giggle echoed through Ichigo's eardrums and she laughed "You make me feel so amazing Ichigo!" She cried "You can cum now...because I'm about to!"
"Not like this" Ichigo informed.
Before Rukia knew it, Ichigo flipped her over, his hands grabbing at her thighs and lifting her, dangling her upside down as his mouth reached her womanhood, Rukia found out what he was playing at and covered his shaft with her mouth, pushing him deeper and deeper into his mouth as they both gratified one another with their mouths. As Rukia visibly tightened, Ichigo flipped her around and lifted, so that he stood with Rukia's legs around his neck, Rukia gasped out by the surprise and tightened her legs around him for dear life, digging her nails into his scalp as his tongue did it's magic, just working it's way into her as it fit perfectly. Rukia cried out his name like a mantra "Your amazing!" She would bellow every once in a while. As she came, Ichigo let her down before slowly hovering above her, before he could even touch himself, Rukia was already pumping his release all over her belly, Ichigo growling out as the stringy thick liquid covered her.
Ichigo's amber eyes stared into her violet ones. "That was amazing" Ichigo spoke, Rukia nodded in agreement before quickly rolling away, finding her loincloth. Ichigo sighed, putting on his clothes, the usual washed tough-clothed loincloth with red cloth padding, the usual bracers and greaves alongside the sand coloured cuirass with the shoulder pads that was made of a mixed brown-red leather.
As they returned from their interludes, Ikkaku and Yumichika arrived just in time. Ichigo waved and spoke, the voice coming out in a squeak due to his previous actions. "Wha-" He began, before clearing his throat with an annoyed blush "What news do you bring?" he asked in his calm, nonchalant masculine voice. Ikkaku looked at Ichigo for a moment before speaking.
"Executions at a place called Sokyoku hill not far from here" Ikkaku explained "One-hundred slaves spoke out against the Republic, all to be executed via hanging" The bald man spoke "They are no warriors, but escorting them to the pier and sending them on a boat far from the Republic's grasp would tell slaves everywhere that there is hope"
Ichigo nodded and quickly concocted a plan within twenty seconds. "Thirty of us will go, we shall attack the execution and free the slaves, destroying it in the process" Ichigo explained "Ten of us will distract the legion, running into the forest and fighting them there while twenty of us will bring the hundred slaves to the pier, then we shall take over a ship and send them to safety" Ichigo spoke. Rukia nodded and spoke.
"A good plan" Rukia mused "Who will accompany you into the forest?" She asked expectantly, she already knew he'd be the distraction considering that the Republic would rather kill Ichigo than allow hundreds of possibly enemies escape.
"You can accompany me if you so wish it" Ichigo explained. "Yumichika, Chad, Ikkaku Tatsuki and Orihime, you shall also come" The rebel leader explained. As he picked out other common rebels, Ichigo turned to Kenpachi. "It can be a tough thing dealing with one hundred slaves, so I would have you lead the journey to the pier, with you four accompanying him" Ichigo said, pointing at Grimmjow, Kugo, Renji and Kensei. The men nodded and he turned to the remaining rebels who would stay behind "If we do not return within the appropriate hour, I would have Zangetsu and his wife lead you into the mountains" Ichigo spoke. The rebels nodded and Ichigo grinned "Now, let us break meal before we depart!"
As they eat their meal, dried salted meat with porridge, an apple or pear with a small cup of water, they were ready to depart, but Rukia looked at Ichigo expectantly. He rose an eyebrow and asked "What?"
"You'll be trudging through a forest" She chastised "You cannot wear that" She said, pointing to his cuirass and shoulder-pads. "They'll get dirty and will fill up" She ordered. Ichigo rolled his eyes while Grimmjow cackled at Rukia's authoritative tone, she glared at the teal-haired warrior, forcing him to shut up as Ichigo returned, wearing a single tough-cloth strap across his chest. She nodded in approval before handing him his grey neck cloth and red cloak with an apologetic smile, forcing him to laugh and peck her nose.
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Momo looked at her reflection in the water, her hair was now cut into a small bob with a clip at the side. She smiled at it, It would soon reflect the new her! Momo wore after today's events that she would change for the better, she was to be a mother and she would act like one! She placed on a modest dress, something that did not show as much cleavage as it usually did and grinned, she was looking great! Momo turned to see a grinning Yoruichi looking straight at her, the dark-skinned woman cried out.
"Momo!" She bellowed as she ran to her friend "I am so happy to see you and your blessing safe and sound!" Yoruichi fretted "After what had happened with Hisana...I-I just cannot lose any more friends...I lost Kukaku, my husband, my child and now another friend... You are the only reason why my heart still beats!"
"A lot of things have changed" Momo smiled "I intend to do so as well. I cannot believe that I once thought my husband so weak...but what lurks behind him is a monster" Momo spoke bitterly "I would not be so afflicted with such a man that acts in such manner...but yet I cannot believe how much I have changed...clinging to a woman I once hated" Momo smiled, cupping Yoruichi's hand. "Sometimes I think that the only person I have in this world is you"
Yoruichi smiled "Your friendship is the only thing I have" She spoke, tears brimming her eyes "You remind me of myself Momo. Once confident and full of faults...having that tumbled after realizing how monstrous the world can be, how the God's can truly punish you"
Momo nodded in agreement "From now on it shall be just you and I, as well as the child" Momo spoke, rubbing her stomach. (It's probably more mother/daughter than what some of you guys are thinking)
As they smiled at one another, Toshiro entered and gulped "Apologies" He said "I was just about to leave" He confessed. Momo rose an eyebrow and asked the white-haired Praetor.
"Where do you go?" Momo asked.
"I go to Sokyoku hill with Karin and Yuzu, to see the executions. As my duty as Praetor I am to begin the introduction of the ceremony as well as execute them myself" He explained "I would ask you to come but..."
"No" Momo spoke "I would not get involved with such things"
Toshiro nodded before leaving the room. As the white-haired Praetor left the villa and too the city of Junrinan just north of Rukongai where the execution stand stood. A the cart reached there, the Praetor saw a huge stand, at least sixty or seventy-feet tall that was basically three large thick pieces of wood. It was a large thick bridge-like beam, being held up by two wooden beams, with one-hundred slaves standing on top, shivering from the cold and fear, wearing nothing but cloths covering their privates parts. Nooses were around their necks, the rope being twenty feet long allowing most of the watchers to see them dangling. Toshiro alongside his wife and her sister, as well as the other nobles stood on the wooden platform that the Sokyoku also stood upon. Toshiro cleared his throat and began;
"Proud people of the Republic" He began "Today we witness the deaths of those who have spoken out and betrayed us, who have committed grave crime and have attempted to rebel!" He roared "These one-hundred slaves, attempted to take over their villa and kill their master, they are the remaining survivors of another attempted mutiny, in which they spoke of joining Ichigo and his mongrel horde!" Toshiro bellowed "They defied our law of speaking his name, defiantly chanting his name and praising it, praising his destruction of the arena, where scores of our fair citizens were lost. Praise for their attack on the mines, killing hard working citizens who want to help our great city evolve!" Toshiro cried. The crowd cheered, beginning to chant his name. Toshiro snapped his fingers "See it done"
The legionnaires climbed atop the Sokyoku, at least ten of them. Each man must have pushed at least ten off each it seemed. In the crowd, cloaked and hooded figures scurried around, the men wearing hoods or turbans to cover their heads while the woman did the same. As the legionnaires went behind the first ten slaves, a small noise of wood being gripped was heard. As the legionnaires came into view and range, another noise was heard. Slowly but surely, cloaked figures were getting closer and closer to the front of the crowd, nearing the large stand. Toshiro was surrounded by legionnaires, at least one hundred in total. Sixty surrounding the stand, twenty on the stand with ten on the Sokyoku as well as ten supervising the large wooden executioner.
As the legionnaires came into view, arrows soared throughout the air as the cloaked figures ran forward. As the arrows hit the legionnaires with pinpoint accuracy, thanks to the deceased Ganju Shiba for teaching Rukia the bow, who now taught other rebels in the same, Ichigo moved forward, his hood falling down as he charged alongside the melee rebels like Grimmjow, Kugo, Renji and the sort. As twenty men slashed through on coming legionnaires, with the distance-fighters using their bow-and-arrows to cut down any legionnaires they could find, Ichigo moved up onto the stand, where he saw his sisters and cursed. "Get out of the way!" Ichigo roared, pretending not to know them as he pushed them onto the floor. Ichigo leapt and slammed his gladius onto Toshiro Hitsugaya's so hard it knocked from his hand, Karin cried out which forced Ichigo to smash his elbow across head instead of his sword, as a last favor for his sister. As Toshiro was dazed, Ichigo gripped the Praetor by his cloak and spun, throwing him to the side and off the smaller stand, knocking the Praetor unconscious, if he came across him again he would kill him.
As the rebels battled the unexpected Republicans who had been caught off-guard, Ichigo and Rukia made their way up the execution stand via the ladder and cut the ropes holding the slaves hand and feet together, ripping the nooses from their necks. Rukia roared to the slaves as they finished cutting through each rope "Go!" She roared "Follow him!" Rukia demanded, pointing to the large slaughtering Zaraki. The slaves quickly escaped down the ladder as Grimmjow and Kugo tied chains around the standing columns of the execution stand. Multiple rebels climbed up and threw oil over the large wooden piece, around it's stands and its bridge as Kugo and Grimmjow finally created a large rope to tear the stand down. As the rebels made their way down, Ichigo bellowed them to wait. As they did, Over one hundred legionnaires climbed up the stand and surrounded Ichigo and Rukia, fifty at each side. Ichigo and Rukia quickly pressed their backs against one another and they both said at the same time.
"I promised not to die"
As they said this, at Ichigo's command a rebel lit the Sokyoku, the whole stand erupting into a large flame as the soldiers standing on it burned, the only people not being burned was the two rebels who stood on the non-oiled covered part, being on the only non-flame covered part, although that wasn't for long.
Karin quickly aided her husband up, the Praetor dizzy from the daze. She looked up to see Ichigo and a woman standing atop the stand, the flames illuminating their figure as their forms stood in front of the moon, their faces their for all to see...was this that Rukia woman? Their high forms, with their battle prowess and stance...it was akin to a God and Goddess! Ichigo stood their, his sword at his sight with a valiant pose as Rukia stood beside him, her leaning on her spear overlooking the city.
The rebels pulled on the chains and the execution stand fell with Rukia and Ichigo still on it, as per their orders. As the large fiery wooden piece fell forward, about to crush many soldiers, Ichigo and Rukia held onto each other for dear life as it fell, balancing themselves as the stand fell. As the wooden executioner was about to slam against the ground, Ichigo and Rukia leapt off, falling fifteen feet as they landed roughly, Ichigo taking most of the damage as he twirled around with Rukia in his arms, landing roughly onto the floor. Ichigo looked up to see the large execution stand having broken into large pieces as it smashed against the stone ground, wiping out scores of legionnaires. Ichigo quickly stood, now knowing how much pain he was in before cursing. Rukia helped him up and suddenly the 'Forest escape team' was here. Zaraki and the rest had already escaped and were now in the shadows. The squad were quickly seen by oncoming city guards who followed them hastily, as they ran down the direction that Ikkaku and Yumichika recommended, they suddenly realized why.
There was a stable.
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As the soldiers charged down the road the rebels had took, their were immediately thrown back by the galloping horses that sped past them, being cut down or pushed down depending on the weapon they used. Ichigo rose a dark, black horse as he rode west, into the woods. Rukia was atop of a white one, which she immediately had an affection for, tenderly patting at it. Chad had a grey horse, while Ikkaku and Yumichika shared a brown one. The rest of the rebel forest squad shared grey or blonde horses in which they all rode west into the forest, where they finally reached and quickly abandoned their horses much to Rukia's chagrin.
In the ruins of the execution stand, Toshiro sat down, a deep cut across his cheek which Karin attended to, slowly dabbing it with a wet cloth. She couldn't help it, she and he may have done horrible things to each other, but she loved him. He was her husband, he married her and every marriage had it's ups and downs for the love of the Gods! She and he would get through this, she could change him and calm him, he wasn't that evil. Hell, Toshiro wasn't even the one she was worried about, this was the second time the rebellion had blasted their way into an execution and torn the place down! Hell, if Ichigo was here he would probably say 'blood demands blood'
But then again, she thought into her head...did it make sense? In the arena, which he torn down causing the deaths of many...the same arena he tore down, killing loads was also a place that constantly frequented death. This execution stand often killed hundreds at a time, yet when it's legionnaires instead of slaves the Republic goes mad!
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Choosing between her brother and husband got harder each time she thought about it...
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Wow...
This was originally supposed to be something small, but suddenly my imagination ran wild and I was handing out sex scenes, loads of death and badass Hero/heroine stuff. I love it when that happens!
So yeah, GrimmHime is happening because she just isn't getting anything. I hoped I handled it well, Orihime seems like the type of person who just wants to do bad things for the fun of it, although primal sex tends to be pushing it I suppose, I'd think she draws the line at skipping school.
So, next chapter will be Ichigo and Rukia escaping soldiers in the forest, awaiting the rebels to reappear and back them up. Although it seems the rebels underestimated the sheer numbers that will appear because they'll be fighting night and day!
Next chapter will again be Wednesday-Saturday as usual. I hoped you guys like this chapter so throw in a review and tell me how much you liked/disliked how I handled it bla bla bla.