Bleach Rebirth of the Guardian

by fanboy913

Bereft of purpose after the loss of his powers, a now sixteen year old Ichigo Kurosaki decided that a change of venue would be what he needed to get him out of his funk. A surprise win with a scholarship opens the door to a new world and not the one he was expecting. (Set after the Aizen Arc but before the fullbring arc.)

51. Chapter 50

Thank you to Aroneden and Mattock345 for the proofread.

After this chapter the is quite a lemon to go with it at my Ao3 (An Archive of our own) Account, under fanboy913. (I don't know why I made it seventeen pages but whatever)

Hope you all enjoy

Oh and P.S so people can know and perhaps put this in the comments, I have no plans for NTR (Which I did not even know was a thing until about twenty chapters back) in this story...unless you consider the girls having fun with each other NTR which in that this...sry that is happening. But when it comes to stealing each other's women Ichigo and Issei would not do that to each other. I hope this puts the comments about this to rest.

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There was something that people never mentioned to Rukia, something that, in hindsight, was obvious, but only really occurred to her now. The more Spiritual Power you had, the faster it came back. By the time they had retreated into the safety of the Family Compound, she was able to walk again. When dinner, followed by a long bath under guard, had passed she was feeling more or less fine with about a fourth of her power regenerated. Said fourth of her power had been near her max power just a short time ago.

All was quiet, her Brother was having a meeting with all of his subordinates, which had the side effect of having the house full of extra swords in case there were any accidents. Still, what happened worried her. So close to the start of her mission, she could not afford any delays or worse at this stage. That meant staying in this house while her Brother was here and staying in the barracks while he was gone.

She was willing to bet the Head Captain would stall the two days necessary, in the meantime, she could not afford to be at anything less than full power. No sneaking off to train, no meeting, nothing, just her work and meditation on what she had learned. Perhaps Sode no Shirayuki would be willing to talk about the other half of her powers. Or she would just have to learn them as she went, however, one of the more important aspects she had learned was that time was a factor. Her Bankai was composed of four dances, which changed the way she fought, and the longer she remained in a dance the weaker it became. Within the White Bishop dance, she would lose the ability to manifest swords, going down from six, to five, to four, and so on until she could only create one.

If that might differ with fire similar to the idea that fire grows over time while the ice melts, she did not know, but it was fun to speculate. Speaking of speculation there were about four heat sources with no discernible Spiritual Power that had been hiding around the house grounds for the past four hours. A betting woman might think that the Death Guard were keeping the place under surveillance. It was yet another problem that added to her growing list of issues when it came to her mission.

"Rukia?" She glanced to her side to see Renji. he was dressed in his uniform ready for his trip to the Mortal World. She fought down a surge of embarrassment at the memory of their last meeting, he must have suppressed the incident because he did not so much as blink. That or his worried expression gave hint to the idea that he was just too worried to think about it.

"Yes?"

"I heard what happened." She nodded and he clenched his fist. "You got to promise me you will be careful when we are gone, ok?"

She smiled a little. "What would you have done if they had taken me?"

His eyes flashed and for a moment that vast power he had been cultivated since the defeat of Aizen poked out just a little. It was enough to let her know the man had been holding back in their sparring. "The same thing I did last time."

Rukia looked away as her heart lurched ever so slightly and she knew he could see her vulnerable expression. So naturally, her mouth said something stupid. "Only after you got your ass beat into next month."

"True," He said seriously, "It's one of the reasons I became friends with him, it just took an outsider to make me realize what I fought for and the order in which they came in."

Fuck, the pain those words shot through her was enough to make the commands activate. The fool, the fool who was on track to being a Captain of the Gotei 13 was telling her that he put her safety and wellbeing above all of Soul Society.

...yet she had made a decision which put Soul Society above him. Fucking hell what kind of monster was she? There was a flare and the thoughts faded, thoughts like that could get her caught. She put a hand on her own shoulder and could not bring herself to meet his gaze, she had to say something, say anything, but what was there to say? "What happened with me was because Aizen twisted our Government, what is happening now is a response to that." She turned in the direction of the great city, teaming with Souls that just wanted to move on to the next life. "But don't put me above them, above the reason we exist in the first place Renji."

She could hear the frown in his voice. "I don't think you would ask him that."

"No," she said, "Because I know he would never accept it. That is a weakness, not a strength."

Renji laughed. "True and when he gets here they are going to make him a Captain for sure." Rukia blinked and realized he must not have any idea what had happened to him. "Well, if he gets his Powers back, otherwise...well, I'm sure one of us would take him in, the boy has done far too much for us not to pay him back."

And just like his words had opened wounds, his words had soothed them. They did owe him, they did owe Ichigo Kurosaki, far too much for what they were about to do to him. Far too much to turn him into the worst nightmare Soul Society had known since Aizen, and if her efforts and…her body...could keep that from coming to pass, well, So be it. It was not like the heat rushing to her core at the thought did not exist.

"Yes, Soul Society pays its debts, one way or another and I plan on being around for that." She let out a breath. "I will be careful, don't you worry."

"I will worry." She felt his hand on her shoulder and she looked up at him, a stray thought wondering if they had acted this way when they were young. When they were in the Academy, things would be different between them. The answer was, of course, yes, but that had not happened, and the world was, as it was. She did not lean against that hand, she acknowledged it and let it stay there for a few moments before pulling away. "Please tell my Brother that there are four Death Guard watching the place," She pointed in various directions, "They are hiding their power."

Renji frowned and closed his eyes. "I can't get even a whiff."

Rukia just winked at him. "I'm not sensing their power." She walked away, heading to her room. She needed to start really planning what was going to happen. If she was going to be under watch, well, she would need to check her room for bugs, move her equipment, and several other things. That would keep her mind busy, that would keep the thoughts at bay.

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"If anyone sees me as that," Rias said, "I think death is my only option."

"This is why you should keep a tighter control on your Peerage, if my Queen were in your Queen's position she would have never asked me to...dress like this." Sona worked on her Rival's hair, enjoying how it felt on her hands. "I am honestly surprised you are letting me help, or hell, even venting to me. How do you know I am not going to use this against you?"

Rias turned her head glancing at the bed then back to Sona. "Oh come on, there are a thousand books about lovers doing stuff like that."

"Not you," Rias shook her head, her voice affectionate, "You're too good for that."

Sona grumbled. "Oh, go and give this butterfly feeling to him." Rias hummed as she massaged her scalp. "Speaking of giving, do you want my help in getting revenge?" Her Rival moaned as if her hand was touching something much more naughty than her head.

"Really, you would do that?"

"Considering the bet I am already a part of because my Rook could not keep it in her pants, I would very much like to see someone on the other end of loss that is not you."

Rias nodded. "It has to be in theme with the last one, though I don't think I want to test his stamina."

"That would not be wise, plus for tonight I don't think he will entertain the idea."

"I know," Rias groaned, "But when that change does come up I want to have a bet that is in my favor."

"You can't be too obvious about it, otherwise he will just say no."

"I know Sona, I am a Devil." That got a laugh from her friend. "Speaking of Devils, what exactly did your Sister do that had you and Beli dragging her back to her room kicking and screaming?"

"Oh, she tried to pass a ruling that D-TV could now be an actual television channel in the Human World."

"That would be bad," Rias said with a nod, "But not enough to warrant..."

"And," Sona added, "She was trying to get the US to change the Statue of Liberty to a statue of her, backing up the threat with an eternal winter."

Rias pursed her lips. "You know that sounds like the kind of attention-grabbing thing a child might do, the kind of thing they know the adults will step in to stop."

She actually felt her friend's shoulders sag. "It's also part of her act, but she wants us to react as we did."

Rias shivered. "Hard to think she was given charge of diplomacy, but I have also seen her other side so..." She shrugged. "Tell me, does she only act this way when you are around?"

Sona sighed. "It is a weakness of hers, Iam a weakness of hers."

"Not so much anymore." Rias glowed slightly with her power and Sona responded in kind.

"True." She sighed. "My Sister is a unique and amazing person, and I am honored, humbled even, to have so much of her love. To be cared for so much, to know that she saved me before I was even born, to be able to have a childhood." Sona shuddered. "There are many reasons I love my Big Sister, so many that, whatever love she wants from me I will give it to her with everything I have."

"Even if you do complain about it." Rias said.

"Just so." She agreed.

"Tell me, when you decided that, did you understand at the time what she felt towards you, how far they went, how..." Rias frowned unable to get the word out it felt so...off.

"That she wanted my body?" Sona asked. "Yes, I understood that, Mom sat me down and made sure I understood what was happening. Told me that, while they could not affect her actions anymore, that if I told her that I did not want that, she would back down." Sona shivered. "I often wonder if I had told her no, what would have happened. Sometimes I get nightmares of her walling herself off from the world and fading away into old pain, memory, and regret." They both were silent for a moment

"Now those dreams don't come anymore, I made my choice, I let her know that whatever she needed from me was hers to take. I think that is why she limited herself to cuddling and dress up, just the knowledge that I would return her love was enough. Now, though, well, there is a reason I put our dates on the same day."

Rias turned to raise an eyebrow. "And what happens, happens?"

"What happens, happens." Sona agreed. "My Onee-Sama is perhaps the greediest Devil I know because before this is over she will have devoured all of us."

Rias shivered. "Oh dear."

"Oh dear indeed, but that is the price of being in a group like this, of the bonds that we are forming, binding us to one another. Those are something my Sister treasures more than anything in the world."

"You know it sounds romantic when put that way, but if she comes at me with a phallic-shaped piece of ice, I am out."

"It's cute that you think we will have a choice."

"Oh come on, we could take her, two on one."

Sona shoved her rival. "Careful, that might very well be a fantasy of hers."

Rias put her head in her hands. "We really are one fucked up family, aren't we?"

Sona sighed. "I don't see any other way we could function." She turned Rias' head, finished with a touch of lipstick then kissed her lips just to see if it was good. She pulled away with red markings on her face and nodded. "Perfect, now we just have to work on the skin...that is going to take a while."

"I swear I will get them back for this." Rias grumbled.

"Remember the instructions."

"Yes, yes I know. We need to go to that shop...she wants me to have tan lines."

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"My sisters are going to make so much fun of me, you do know that."

Akeno covered her mouth. "Don't worry, I think gelled hair looks really good on you." She had given him what she called a stylized wave. It had involved a lot of gel, a fine toothed comb and more effort that he had ever put into his hair since he was born. He gave her a look that spoke volumes of his disapproval. "Oh, grow up you big baby." She was clearly enjoying herself. "Just wait and see what I have in store for tonight, see if you are complaining then?"

"I am…afraid."

Akeno giggled and did a little jump making her breasts bounce up and down in a very distracting manner. The girl's chest was so massive that even with all the room she got from her Miko robe she still managed to strain the fabric. She met his gaze and licked her lips pushing her body forward so that her chest stood out even more.

"Please don't do that in front of my Dad, he will be crying to Mom's poster for a week."

"I will be on my best behavior." Her voice had shifted to a serious tone. "I know how important they are to you and because of that, how important they are to me. I will be myself," A small smile quirked at her lips, "But I will behave."

Ichigo stopped and turned so they were facing each other, and pulled her close, gently kissing her on the lips. Akeno let out a low sound of pure hunger and pressed herself to him, letting him feel her inhumanly perfect curves. "Anyone else," He said, "Anyplace else, I would have you act as you want to… this is the only place that I would ask you to hold back."

"I know," she replied, "But we are not there yet."

She pushed him against a wall with Devil Queen strength and molded herself to him, though he did note she was careful not to muss his hair. Otherwise, her hands were exploring him like she expected to find gold somewhere on him. They were not PG-13 hands either as she apparently found his hard ass appealing. Not one to shy away from this anymore he returned the favor feeling her soft bottom through her Miko skirt, it was big, firm, and wonderful. It was a shame people locked their eyes on her breasts so much they did not notice the rest of her charms.

"Uhhhh..." That voice froze them in place as both turned their heads at the same time, there on a small side street barely a hundred feet away from the Kurosaki house. However they were in a darkened section and it was a little late so no one had been around when he looked.

Holding her soccer ball, with a white shirt scuffed with dirt and green grass stains…stood his baby sister, Karin Kurosaki. He had to blink for a second, she was blushing, it took his mind a few moments to point out that was sensible. If he had walked in on someone making out and feeling up his baby sister he would…better not continue on that train of thought, the city would be a lot safer. "Right," Karin said, "Um, good, get that all out of your system, I will..." She pointed towards the house, "Go home. I, I think Yuzu needs my help, ya, um..." Karin Kurosaki bolted before either of them could say anything.

There was a long moment of pause before, for some reason laughter bubbled up from Akeno and it infected him and both were stifling sounds as if they were teens caught in a closet. "She is not going to forgive me." Ichigo mumbled.

"I'm sure she will," Akeno said, "Your family seems like the good sort, consider this a good story for when she is older and finds this funny."

"Or scarring." He muttered.

"Did you see the look on her face?" Akeno shook her head. "I think she is just going to bust your balls about it."

"Joy of Joys." Ichigo mumbled sarcastically.

"Oh don't worry, before this night is over we will have someone to take it out on." He winced. "Ichigo," She chided, "If it was you who lost the bet you can bet I would be no easier on you than I am going to be on her."

"I know but..."

"Shush," She bopped him on the forehead, "You know you're going to enjoy it, I know she is going to enjoy it, so don't feel bad."

"You are," He shook his head, "You know we use your name as an adjective because you say things like this right?"

"Ara, Ara, why do you think I do it?"

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Xenovia frowned at the girl sitting next to her, she knew the signs of someone trying to hide pain, or at least soreness if she read it right. She had done a lot of walking with her new comrades. For her part, she had tried to have fun, though her instincts as an Exorcist had her watching the people around her. Cataloging weakness and plans of attack, and all the sorts of things that she did not need to be doing.

It was why she noticed the way Asia Argento was walking funny, little bow-legged, though she hid it well. It left her wondering what had happened to the sweet girl. Now that they were sitting in a hotel room she decided to find out. Now, Xenovia would have preferred to get the girl alone, but it seemed the Peerage was more than comfortable just hanging around. At the very least the guy's had been stolen away by their girls, leaving only the white girl who gave you quite a glare if you called her little.

"Asia." The girl beamed at her with that pure smile of hers, it made her cringe inwardly as her casual words and accusations flooded back to her every time she did, telling her that she would kill her and thinking it mercy. "You're hurt," She said bluntly, "and given your power it makes me wonder why?"

"Oh," Asia blushed from the roots of her hair to the tips of her feet, "It's nothing."

"Wow, reaction much?" Koenko observed and then glanced over to the new Knight. "She has apparently decided that the soreness gained from her first time is worth keeping." Asia's cheeks puffed out as she made a whining sound at the Neko.

Xenovia furrowed her brow putting two and two together but… "You do know that that's not supposed to hurt right?" She blushed as Koneko gave her a look. "Hey, just because I have not done it does not mean I did not learn about it. If he acts like a brute you need to tell him to..."

That seemed to get something out of the girl and she stood up. "I wanted him to!" She shouted. "I liked it, every part, even the soreness I wanted to feel!"

Oh…oh, a normal girl might have blushed but Xenovia just tilted her head fascinated at the admission. "How did a Saint like you get a fetish like that?" Asia seemed to burn in embarrassment and threw herself on the bed to bury her face in the pillow.

Koneko snorted. "At this moment I could make a mean joke about priests and abuse but, I know both of you would not appreciate that. The real answer is that the poor thing fell in with Akeno."

Xenovia raised an eyebrow. "The Queen?"

The Neko shrugged. "You're going to spend a lot of time with us, you will see what I mean eventually."

The new Knight smiled at that. "I can't wait."

Koneko raised an eyebrow. "Don't tell her that."

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"Hello everyone." Akneo gave a dignified bow, her eyes in that gentle, almost hypnotic, gaze. She was dressed like a proper shrine maiden, though her hips and burst made it so she did not look like a proper shrine maiden.

So he did not blame his Dad one bit as his eyes sort of froze up on his girlfriend's chest, but he was proud of the old man when they moved away from that danger zone rather quickly. His Dad was still, after all these years, head over heels for mom. "Welcome." He replied, keeping his eyes closed as he smiled.

Karin did not bother giving a greeting she did not seem to be able to meet their eyes. Yuzu, well, "Wow," his sister just stared and Akeno covered her mouth to stifle a giggle. "How did you do that?" She covered her mouth the moment the words left her.

Akeno gave her a wink. "Genetics, milk and plenty of playing with," Ichigo bumped her with his hip, "My friends." She said, giving him a scandalized look. "Ara Ara, what did you think I meant?"

Yuzu for her part puffed out her cheeks at Akeno. "I'm," She looked down, "I'm so jealous and I am sorry."

"Jealous?" Akeno walked forward and pulled the girl into a hug. "Whatever for? You are beautiful."

Yuzu made a noise that was lost in the Queen's chest to which the women responded. "You are going to grow up to be a knockout, just give it a few years."

Ichigo and his Dad both made noises that were approximations of pain, neither looking forward to that time. Each holding the image of beating whoever Yuzu brought through that door, but knowing they would never be able to raise a hand against anyone, lest she give them the disappointed look.

Yuzu mumbled something and Akeno answered. "Yes, I promise." She let go and Yuzu had the oddest expression on her face as she took in deep breaths. "So take it from me. I was flat as a board growing up and I became this, so you never know where your body will end up."

Both Ichigo and Isshin thought she would look very much like her mother, but neither voiced that, this kind of felt like they did not need to be a part of the situation. "Now, what is this I hear about your cooking? I have to admit I have been a little jealous myself, hearing how everyone has praised it so much."

"Really?"

"Every single one of them told me about how amazing your food was, and I was wondering if I could help."

"Yes, I, well they all told me about your food too and I wanted to get some tips."

"It would be my honor." Akeno walked over to his Dad and hugged him making the poor man go stiff and, well, Ichigo made it a point not to look and see if he went stiff all over. As it was, he made a sound of discomfort and managed to get out a Dad joke and a pat on her head, followed by a sigh of relief when she let go.

"Careful dear, you're going to give this old man a heart attack if you do that."

"Oh, I am so sorry," Akeno said with apparent sincerity, "I am a very physical person."

"Right," Isshin coughed and looked away, whispering, "Masaki save me."

Ichigo for his part knew that Akeno was having fun, the waves of self-satisfaction pulsing through their bond. The little minx was stirring things up for no other reason than it was fun.

"Well, hello." Karin stiffened and looked up from her book, from her angle with Akeno standing right over her, all the girl could see was boobs, lots of boobs, which seemed to talk to her, shaking as they did so. "You're the one I have to convince, I think."

"W-what?"

"Well," Akeno replied in all innocence, "You look so stern and disapproving."

"W-what does my approval matter? All you should care about is his." She pointed at Ichigo as she turned off the couch and moved away from the Gremory Queen.

Akeno stuck out her lower lip in a perfect pout. "But I want you all to like me."

Karin almost looked angry at that statement, perhaps she understood that Akeno was teasing her. "It's not that I don't like you, I just withhold judgment that's all. I mean, all those stories about Devils being tricky, they had to come from somewhere."

"But you got along so well with Asia, she had such kind things to say about you."

Karin made a face and looked away. "Asia cheated."

That broke Akeno out of her teasing jibs as she leaned her head back and laughed. "I don't think Asia has ever cheated at anything in her life."

"She cheated," Karin said, "No one needs to be that adorable."

"Or that forgiving." Akeno whispered, with just a hint of darkness.

Karin tilted her head and a very similar look crossed her expression and she nodded, Ichigo shared a look with his Dad. It seemed the Kurosaki family was near unified on what they thought of the people Asia had grown up with.

"Well, that we agree on, one hundred percent." Akeno smiled. "See, we have common ground."

It was not like Karin could disagree, but she did not look all that happy. "Now, please, would you show your cooking prowess, I want to see it for myself." Yuzu beamed and took the girl by the hand, guiding her into the kitchen.

For a moment the rest of the Kurosaki's were alone and Isshin shook his head. "Damn Son, what the hell just happened?"

Karin made a face. "That woman just went through us like you go through posters of Mom."

"You do know she can hear you two, right?" Ichigo asked.

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Serafall glared at her Queen. "This is boring."

"Yes," Beli said, "And if you were doing your job it would not have built up."

There was a sound and as a vase fell off a table, but the lack of crash testified to someone competent at her job. The Maou gave a longing look at the sight of the green-haired toddler running and jumping, getting out her energy with a black-haired maid gliding after her with that quick, but elegant walk.

It somehow kept up with the fast Arrancar while still allowing her to get things done, the woman had a look on her face when she arrived. It was only a twinkle of satisfaction but for Mori, it was the equivalent of a shit-eating self-satisfied grin. Serafall could only assume that the maid had a new employer.

An employer that she apparently had no issue performing more…naughty duties for. Not that she had proof of that, but she was not a Master Diplomat for nothing. Also, she bribed Nel with a cookie and found out that Mori had taken her new master into a bathroom for a few minutes and when they had emerged, well, as Nel had described it, "Itsygo looked very sleepy."

So, yes it was all the little clues. Beli got her attention back with a snap of her fingers and she went back to her paperwork, wondering when she would achieve the rank of Transcendent Diplomat and be able to convince the paperwork to do itself. Still, she only needed half her attention to getting it done, it left enough of her to wonder about Ichigo's new maid.

Mori was not one to do naughty things, she never had. And as far as Serafall knew…well there had been no direct romantic interaction between the two. Of course, there was the fact that she was effectively Nel's mother when she was a toddler.

"Oh," She said aloud, "Thanks makes sense." Beli gave her a look with an unspoken question, one which she ignored, small revenge for making her be responsible and do work on her vacation. The maid had actually been around Ichigo more than any of them, taking care of Nel, always within sight. Able to get the measure of who her new master was and for him to notice her. To see her attractive form, her diligent focus on duty, all good traits on full display so that when she decided he was worthy, he would be receptive. That cheeky cougar. Serafall closed her eyes and smiled, Mori was a good addition to this group.

Though she suspected if the maid had it her way the rest of them might not even know her duties involved tending the master's bed. Of course, she was also smart enough to know that the others would notice, if only because of the way Ichigo treated her. She could lay down the law in the decorum she expected from him, but he had a way with his voice of letting you know you were his and he was yours. Gods, all this thinking was making her horny and Beli had a good enough nose to smell that.

As if on cue her Queen sighed and put a hand on her face. "Really, my King?"

Serafall shrugged. "I can't help who I am," then she grinned, "Perhaps we could compare notes, your boy toy vs mine?"

The Blonde blushed, it was a rare sight on the ancient creature. "Will it help you focus on your work?"

"No," Serafall shook her head, "You need to stop encouraging me Beli, I could take advantage of you, you know."

The blush vanished and that damn motherly smile brightened the Behemoth's human face and turned her beauty from that of a wet dream to a definition of beauty that defied lust itself. "No, my King, you would not."

"Damn it, Beli." She sighed and buckled down, though she still did not see why her attempt at a slight modification of the Statue of Liberty merited this punishment.

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Issei let out a cry as he unleashed a quick combo of punches, he was feeling good, even if he was about to get his ass handed to him. He and the girls had gotten a good long date, making up fully for missing yesterday. Serafall's Rook, the Natsu look-alike, had invited him for some training. After this vacation was over Serafall and her Peerage were going back to the Underworld...well unless whatever thing Irina had mentioned did not draw them back. Anway, he was running out of time to learn from a man who did not believe in running until you fell over and threw up. So he was taking full advantage of the opportunity, plus, as much as he liked Ichigo as a person, getting in a surprise hit to the jaw would be sweet revenge for so many things.

The Rook of Serafall, whose name he could not remember because every time he looked at him he saw Natsu from Fairy Tail, was a very skilled MMA fighter. In the course of a few weeks, Issei had learned a lot. A whole lot in fact, which made him wonder if Devils picked things up faster. Natsu, which is what he called his trainer, told him that no, that was not the case, and that he was just as surprised as Issei was at his growth. Then the Dragon in his arm had grumbled about the effects of the, Quote Unquote, White God's toy, but refused to answer Issei when questioned.

Issei, however, did not question the good luck. Learning how to slip a punch, how to block, how to take a hit, how to use his knees, how to grapple, dodge, and do so in ways that were quick, efficient, and did not waste effort with flash. Lessons he put to great effect as he drove Natsu back. They did not use gloves, though they were in MMA shorts, much to the apparent glee of Momo and Ruruka, who were watching from the sidelines and cheering him on, even whistling out catcalls. It was a rather empowering feeling, though the glares he was getting from the other men in the gym was rather worrying. Or would have been if he had anything to fear from any of them, which he did not.

Natsu slipped his blows and landed a strong right cross, though Issei managed to move his head with the blow, robbing it of some of its force. As he did so he turned his body with the motion, his knee shooting up to smash into Natsu's chest, the Rook winced, though it did not stop him from making Issei pay for the blow. Even though the Pawn managed to slam his foot down he was not able to get his footing in time before Natsu slammed a hard punch into his guard that knocked him on his ass.

The man was on top of him, fists moving in a steady rhythm of punches, they hurt, they rocked him, but the pain was fast becoming an old friend. He forced himself to lean up, his arms a blur of motion, wrapping around the man's neck and hauling himself up and slamming his forehead into the Rook's nose. It did not break, but it seemed to stun him for the heartbeat Issei needed to throw him off and scramble to his feet.

Against another opponent, he might have turned to mount and return the punching favor, but Natsu was far better than him at this. Hell, the man was holding back quite a bit and Issei knew it. However, he was not holding back all the way, not anymore. Issei was on him as Natsu got to his feet, landing a few punches before having to go on the total defense as the man stated using elbows, which was the main lesson of today. Speaking of elbows, he felt his jaw almost snap out of place as Natsu's elbow cracked into him. Once upon a time that would have been it. Hell, if he had only been training with this man that would have been it. But Ichigo was a much harsher teacher, always talking about how sometimes all you could do was power though. How you had to get back up if you got knocked down.

Even as his brain hazed with static his body still remembered its training, remembered that press of battle, moving among the Fallen Angels. Compared to that, this was nothing. He felt his fist sink into his opponent's gut and risked a wild right hook. Risk being the operative word, as Natsu took it on the shoulder and sent a short controlled uppercut right up his chest onto his chin.

He blacked out for a moment and jerked awake as his body hit the mat, he rolled over before a foot came down on his body coming to his feet, arms ready to defend, though everything was a blurry mess. He could only react to the shadow of his opponent, twisting his body and arms to protect vital areas leaving some things exposed. Two fists hammered into him within the time it took to see properly.

He must have recovered faster than Natsu expected as the man left himself open as he sent a steaming right jab right at his face. Issei turned his body and his head, the pain of even a grazing blow almost staggering, however, it was his turn to send a blistering uppercut hard enough to lift the man about a foot in the air. Even his Rook toughness had limits as Natsu slammed onto the mat out cold for a few seconds.

Issei did not move to stomp, he just fell back onto his ass and let out a breath, his head, his body aching. "Damn kid, are you sure you're a Pawn?" The man laughed as he sat up, looking a lot better than Issei felt. "You feel like a Rook when I hit you."

"I don't know." Issei groaned.

"Are you two done for now?" Issei turned his head and regretted it as pain shot through his skull. Orihime had been brought along today, the girls had seen him at the end of his training sessions and decided a healer was in order. It was why they had a private room, well that and the way they were fighting was not tournament legal.

"Yes ma'am." Natsu said. He was incredibly respectful to the healer, something that only seemed to grow every time the shimmering orange light shrouded them. Removing the injuries they had sustained from existence.

Gods the not-pain was like a drug. "You're doing good Issei." Momo said.

"Having my face turned into ground meat does not feel like I am doing good."

"Boy, I am the Rook of one of the most powerful beings in existence, I have been at her side for almost one hundred years. I spend at least five days a week training, and keeping up to date on both mortal and immortal ways of fighting. It is my pride and my honor to be at her side and be powerful enough to stay there...and while I am holding back on speed and technique, I am not holding back on strength, you are tougher than you have any right to be Red Dragon."

Issei frowned. "Uh, thanks?

The man shook his head. "You keep this up, you are going to be something quite scary, kid." A grin touched his face. "Hell, if I play my cards right I might get to brag that I helped you." With those words he got to his feet.

"You two should take a break," Orihime said with her arms folded, "Get something to drink and use the restroom."

"Yes ma'am," Natsu replied, "You heard her Issei."

Issei let out a sigh of relief. "How do you do that?" Ruruka asked, looking at Ichigo's woman.

"What?"

"Look so scary and in charge."

"What?" The girl looked like she just got cussed out.

Ruruka did not seem to notice. "Yes, you are right up there with Asia for how sweet and kind you are. But when you talk about things like taking breaks or treating people, you speak like this," she waved her hand, "Deity. You get the same expression your boyfriend does when he is protecting us."

"Oh," It seemed being compared to her boyfriend was the secret to perking her right up, "Well I..." She shrugged and her amazing chest bounced, not that Issei would ever do anything about that observation. But he felt he could at least enjoy the sight of them for a moment, but with that moment over he moved his eyes over to his girls and decided to himself that their chests were much better, after all he could touch theirs. "I care about people and I hate seeing hurt." Inoue shivered. "I hate watching you all train because I hate it when you all hurt yourselves."

"Does not stop you from joining in." Momo observed.

"Oh, what happens to me is no big deal, I have gotten better at my ability, I can use it on myself with just a thought now." Issei blinked at the implications of that, the way she said it so casually he doubted she had. Questions like 'How much thought did it require?', 'Was the girl effectively unkillable by pure damage?', or 'Would a headshot get her?'. If not 'What did that mean?', 'How would that change her?', 'Did she get anything out of working out if she decided to get rid of the pain?'.

"Ok, so you're like a doctor?"

"I guess," she smiled and nodded to Issei, "Go get some water Issei-kun."

With a sigh he did what he was told and left the three gorgeous women alone. He felt great, but some water did sound good. Plus he was going to be receiving far more in the way of elbows to various painful parts of his body. So might as well enjoy this break while he had it. Hell perhaps Natsu was willing to talk about that Erza look-alike.

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"You know, your little Sister is amazing with food, she really is." Akeno observed as they drove back to the hotel. Unlike some of the other girls, she wanted him driving a car for her and not just any car, a fucking expensive Lamborghini. When he asked where she got it, all she had said was it was payment for a contract.

But he was not complaining at all, this was pretty fun and though he was sure he went slower than she would have liked they were almost back to the hotel and ready for part two of their date. "I will tell her you said that."

"I want to cook with her," Akeno replied, "Do you think you could arrange that?"

"She would love that," he said, "Hell, with you two working together with pre-planning, I shudder to imagine how good that feast would be."

"You say the nicest things," she cooed sweetly, "But just wait until you see me and our plus one, fully dressed."

Ichigo gulped at the thought, but felt he should say something. "You know we could wait to finish the bet, I don't mind if it's just you and me tonight."

Akeno smirked at him. "I am a special girl, I don't mind sharing a date and I don't mind the opportunity to," She paused and tilted her head, "Reverse roles with our plus one for a night. Besides, I'm out of firsts you know," Some of her pep left with those words. She looked away, "Much as I would like to take those back for tonight."

"Akeno," His own voice shifted as he put as much weight behind the words as he could, "I don't care what you decided to do with your body before me. That does not matter to me in the slightest, because you are mine now and now is the most important."

Her exhale of breath held a relief so palpable it was a physical force. "As I was saying, this will be my first threesome," she paused for a moment so that his heart and groin could lurch, "Date."

"Bitch." He said fondly.

"Bastard." She replied as he pulled the car to a stop. "Now let me go get my plus one and real quick, outside of the Peerage, we do not talk about tonight with anyone."

"Hey, I don't kiss and give details, not the way you girls seem to compare notes."

"The weekly Tuesday Strawberry Club meetings are very helpful."

For the sake of his sanity, he decided not to ask and got out of the car so he could lift the door and let out his lovely date. "I will go get ready, wait here love." And with that, she vanished into the hotel room.

It had not escaped his notice that she had not used Buchou's name at all, and he decided to follow her lead on that matter, especially with that little hint about not letting people know they were doing this.

Well, if that was the case then he would do his part. He closed his eyes and let out a breath, gathering power to his hands until they glowed within his Spiritual Senses. "Ok Aizen, let's see if this works." He did not know if the Vizard was aware of how much Aizen knew about them, or how much he had studied them. He thought he could remember a conversation about them catching some of Aizen's spies, but they had not gotten all of them. Once he had what he wanted the man would, in his sparse free time, attempt to mimic a few things that caught his interest.

Slowly Ichigo threaded Hollow Energy and Shinigami Energy through his hands, letting the two mix into one unstable mass. It had taken Aizen some time to realize how the Vizard Hachigen had created his barriers, but once he had the man figured out a few of them before he got bored and moved on. One of them was something he had taught to Ichigo in their training. More as a way to show him how to mix his various Spiritual Energies into each other, but it still worked. Nowhere close to what the actual Vizard could do, the man could cover a whole warehouse with his barriers, Ichigo was struggling to hold the structure in his mind of a rectangle corridor from the Hotel to the front seat of the Lamborghini.

With a breath, he moved his hands and smashed them together in a loud clap about a heartbeat before the mixed energy exploded out of his hands in a very painful manner. The energy it took was negligible at best, for him, but his head hurt as it held the mental framework of the barrier. To complete the barrier required letting the flash of power fill it before whispering, "Hachikyo Sogai."

A thin transparent rectangle leading from the hotel entrance to the car was formed and anyone within it would…well, that was complicated. The barrier erased whatever is within it from existence and removes the space it takes up from an outsider's inner consciousness, making it so one cannot even perceive its presence. It made it so the very thought of getting close to it does not even occur to those outside it.

So, long story short, it made for a hell of a hidden passage. Ichigo noted that it did not seem to affect his bonds. Hell, now that he thought about it, would it even work on Devils. Well, he was the one making it and there were hints of that power threaded through it as well, so he guessed it might. That would be something he had to test later, as the door opened and Akeno came outside pulling along another girl behind her.

Ichigo bit his lower lip and tried to keep his eyes from bugging out of his head, he knew who Akeno was, he accepted who she was, but fucking hell that girl's middle name was bold and her last name was unashamed. She wore a dress of silver sequins with a neckline that, on a normal girl, would have been almost tasteful, but with her chest had a plunging neckline. It slid around her waist and hips coming to rest just below her thighs. Her shoes were a set of strappy heels that she moved in like a trained runway model, her arms and legs bare to the world. Her long hair moved behind her, the pony tail bouncing off her generous booty in time with her steps. She was arm and arm with…what had she called her, right, their 'plus one'.

Ichigo had to blink a few times, then stifle a laugh at what Akeno had wrought. The girl next to her was, well, her skin was a light brown it was so tan with hair as blonde as polished gold running down her back like a waterfall. Akeno had been merciless with her choice of clothing, a pink sequined top which left the shoulders, arms, and belly bare. The girl's own massive chest stretching it out obscenely. She wore a short skirt of pink sequins that hugged her hips just as tightly as Akeno's dress, but it was cut shorter. So much so that with wrong moves might have a danger of flashing people. The girl's face was flushed red and blue eyes burned with rage and embarrassment. "I will kill you both." She whispered.

Akeno smiled sweetly and raised one finger, the girl when stiff as her legs wobbled in place only still standing in her sandaled heels by the fact she was holding onto Akeneo for dear life. Her eyes went from angry to pleading within a heartbeat. "Stop, Please, I'll be good." Akeno made a humming sound and raised her finger higher. Ichigo thought he heard a slight buzzing sound as the girl's eyes went very wide. Before something could happen Akeno lowered her finger and the girl sagged breathing in a rather interesting way. "None of that," the Queen chided, "A bet is a bet." She smiled in his direction.

He was dressed up too, naturally, his black suit and tie contoured to his lean fit body like only clothing made for only one person could. Black shoes and socks covered his feet shining to perfection in the hazy street light. His hair was…styled in a manner he had never tried before, but at Akeno's insistence had ended up with hair slicked down and shining. It felt like he had dipped his head in an oil vat and he felt it kind of made him look like a douche, but that was love for you. The only colors that contrasted his black was a fine silk shirt of purple that he had seen before only on host boys in commercial ads. He looked good, but he was no Kiba, that boy would have ladies hanging off him more than he already did if he wore something like this in public.

"What is this?" Akeno gestured at the semi-transparent rectangle.

"Something to keep away prying eyes," He gestured to the girl at her side, "Where did you find a Ganguro?"

Akeno seemed very pleased he knew what that was, the Ganguro herself looked like she wanted to die. "Oh you know, here and there. Ichigo this is Ria, she will be joining us tonight."

He smiled, a hint of his inner Devil very pleased to see the culmination of a bet. "Pleasure to meet you, Ria."

"I will make you payeeeee!" Her head leaned back in a cry and she fell into his arms trembling.

Akeno made a tutting sound and lowered her finger. "None of that love, you need to stop being such a poor loser," her eyes twinkled, "Unless you are doing this just because you want me to discipline you?"

"No!" She squealed, her eyes now pleading with him for help, but as he learned at that moment there were some things you could not protect people from. Akeno's sadistic tendencies might just be one of them. Still, he turned and half carried her to the car opening the door so she could slide into the back seat. Turning he held out his hand for his date, who gave him a smile that could have powered a city that was so bright.

"Thank you, love."

Closing the door on the two of them he released his kido letting the barrier shatter and fall to pieces. Walking around the car he slid into the driver's seat, catching a glimpse of 'Ria' as he did so. It was only for a moment, a moment when she thought no one was looking, but he had seen what arousal looked like on her face and she was...breathing hard.

He pretended not to see anything as he slipped into the seat and grinned, enjoying the way Akeno rolled her eyes at the careful way he pulled out of the parking lot and his strict adherence to the speed limit. Sure they could hypnotize just about any Police they came across, but if he could help it he did not put other people in danger. Not that it always worked out, but still, he had to try and besides it let him give Akeneo the side-eye the whole way.

She noticed it after a few blocks and slowly lifted her left leg to cross it over her right, letting the dress slide up her thigh, high enough so that he could see she had decided commando was the way to go tonight. He had to gulp back the drool forming in his mouth as his mind pointed out that she had no doubt made Ria go commando as well and Ria's skirt was a lot shorter.

It occurred to him that there would be people who found such…openness unattractive. Ok, to be fair, before he became a Devil and became part of this whole relationship thing he would have looked askance at it too. Now though, if that was how one of his girls wanted to act then so be it, he did not mind other people seeing them like that because he knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt they wanted him. If that ever changed that was their choice and he would not stand in front of that, though he would do his best to make sure they never started feeling that way.

But let all the men look and be jealous, let all the women glare, he could not have cared less, plus there was the fact that he did not even need to step in when someone was getting handsy. Those girls could take care of it all by themselves.

Ok, if he was close enough he would intervene unless they told him not to…he was still Ichigo. "So, what do you think of our dear Ria?" Akeno purred as they glided through the streets catching the eye of any car enthusiast as they did.

"I was never one of those people who found Ganguro sexy," He said, "But, fuck I might be a convert thanks to Ria back there." He smiled a little. "But I have to say, I think she would look better with red hair and her normal skin."

"I agree." Akeno replied.

He heard Ria shift then mutter. "Ok, I won't kill you two, but only because you can be sweet sometimes."

Akeno lifted her pointer finger all the way up and Ichigo was treated to the noise of a woman thrashing in the back seat making all sorts of interesting noises. When Akeno lowered her finger Ria was a sweaty breathing mess in the backseat. "No threats." The Queen said. Then she paused and spoke in a very serious voice. "Buchou you do remember your safe word right?" The Ganguro made a sound of annoyed acknowledgement. "Just making sure, it's very important if you feel I am going too far to tell me to stop because I will push."

"Safeword..." Ichigo said, "Do I get one of those?"

"Hmm," Akneo gave him a look, "Depends, but I have a list and we will talk about it." She nodded to herself and slipped back into character. "Be a good girl Ria or you might be giving that little show in front of other people, am I clear?"

Ria's voice came out small and gasping. "Yes Akeno."

The Queen nodded and glanced over at him. "Seems you have a little problem." He supposed this was where he would say there was nothing little about it, but could not bring himself to. So he just grunted. "Well, since it is Ria's fault," Akeno patted the place in the middle between them, "Ria do be a dear and crawl up her, we can fold this seat out and you can take care of his problem."

"What?" Came her voice, high pitched and full of embarrassment.

"You heard me, don't make me raise two fingers."

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Kiba Yuuto was enjoying time by himself on the hotel roof. This dating thing was fun, but it did get in the way of a few things. Both girls seemed hell-bent on making up for a lost time, but he had made it clear to them he did have his needs that were outside of them. One of which was training and if they wanted to learn how to use a sword they were welcome, but it would be serious. Reya seemed interested, but had not said anything yet, so he was up here alone. Twilight seemed to quiver like a living being in his hand.

He did not know how to describe what was happening as anything other than they were attuning to each other and something about this black blade was very much alive. Alive and growing more so every day he used it, he was not able to even guess how much effort Brotus had put into it. Now, even the extent of its powers was changing. It could stretch, it could heat, it was resistant to just about everything, but now, well, he was not all that sure. It felt like the weapon itself was moving with him, when he swung the weapon, it would throw its weight behind the attack. When he brought it around, it would shift momentum to always be advantageous to his movement.

What was more, there was something more to the blade, perhaps it worked like his friend's Bankai, though from what little he had heard of that, the only way to achieve it was through either time or dangerous training. He would have to ask if he could do some of that dangerous training, given how things were going, power was needed sooner rather than later.

He turned as the door to the roof opened, he was sure he had made it so no one would come up here unless... Xenovia, his fellow Knight and former exorcist, walked out with her guitar bag and frowned as she saw him. "My apologies," She said, turning around, "I did not know you were here."

"Wait," He said before really thinking about it, "Did you come up here to train too?"

She hesitated before nodding. "Yes, but I can find someplace else, I did not hear you when I was coming up."

"That's my fault," He waved a hand, "Part of what I did to hide this place, but you're family now, despite how awkward that makes it for us. So feel free to do what you need." Her mouth twitched and she rubbed at one eye before nodding to him and unzipping the bag to pull out Durandal, the blue steel of the weapon so oddly captivating. It was without its sheath so logic would dictate it should have cut through the bag it was in. Hell, for that matter couldn't she summon the damn thing from thin air as he could with Twilight?

She took her stance and took in a breath, but there was more to it than that, he had seen Ichigo do the same thing. The same deep breath that seemed to suck in all the air around them, and when she moved to step forward and make a single attack it was as if she was the essence of sword-using perfection. However, the act of doing so seemed to mess up her breathing and she started coughing for a few seconds.

"What is that?" He asked, "I have seen Kuorsaki doing similar things."

Xenovia caught her breath and moved back to set her stance. "It is the fighting style of the Cardinal, one which, according to him, was a large part of what kept him alive until he became strong. I do not know why he is teaching your friend, but he said since I still have a Holy Sword he would show me." She shrugged. "I can't even breathe correctly yet."

Kiba…made a note of that, he knew that Ichigo had been looking for a sword teacher, and if he had found one that was powerful enough to work with him. Well, that was a teacher he would be more than happy to learn from.

"Xenovia would you like to spar?"

She hesitated. "I," She shook her head, "I would accept working through some forms, but no, I don't trust myself to not take a spar seriously."

The Knight nodded. "That sounds reasonable, how should we start?"

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"And there we go," Akeno said as she finished fixing Ria's lip makeup, Ichigo was very quiet, relaxed to be sure, expressly because he was not worried about crashing. But he had left handprints in the steering wheel, something Akneo had pointed out would drive the price of the rental up. Of course, the girl seemed amused as hell, which he did not see why as he had almost wrecked the car twice and nearly ran off the road near the end when Akeno had grabbed Ria's head and pushed her down and held her there.

"She is the crazy one," His Hollow had said, "I think that is why I like her the best."

On the bright side, he was thinking clearly again which made him want to ask questions, but he could see their destination come up quickly. "Quick question." He said.

"Hmm," Akeno put a finger on her lips, "Really, you had the whole car ride to ask them and you only do so right before our date really starts?" She was fucking with him, he knew that, so he spoke his mind.

"So when she threatens us that's a signal for you to," He hesitated, but continued, "Activate the toy?"

Her voice shifted to serious. "Yes, I made sure we outlined what I was and was not allowed to do as well as give Buchou a few things she could control." For some reason it seemed him knowing was worse for Buchou than him thinking it was all Akeno's doing.

"Now, I can just decide to do it, but not in public, that only happens if she asks."

He turned the car into a parking spot. "So when you do things, whatever you do, it's always set out in advance?"

"If I can help it," She shrugged, "That is how BDSM is supposed to work."

Well, that was…a fact he had not been aware of, though he wondered if that fact would count for his Dad's stop learning start dying quote. "I see," He relaxed, "That makes me feel a lot better about this."

"I did make sure Buchou understood that she would have to follow the spirit of the bet," She gave her King a wide grin, "But, as I found out, she was more than willing to help make it fun."

The blonde blushed so redly you could see it through the tan and murmured something about having fun. "Ok then, are you girls ready?"

"Yes." They responded.

Ichigo got out of the car aware he was being watched by dozens of eyes, after all, a car like this was an odd sight even in a wealthy district like this. Or perhaps they were judging his slicked-back hair, he would not have blamed them for that.

Of course, their eyes left him when he walked over to the car door and it opened for him to reach in and help his women out of the car. He indulged his inner asshole and let a grin spread across his face as he put his arms over their shoulders like some horrible B movie and they walked past the line straight to the door.

The dozens of eyes became hundreds and to his shock, some people were even taking the time to look at him. Mostly, he was sure, to ask why the hell was he so lucky, but the female attention that was...well, he had not expected it. After all, the girls in the line were human so there was no innate Devil attraction. Just one look at the people around him showed at least six men who looked better than he ever would and in less clothing too.

"Stop doing that," Akeno murmured, "Perhaps you are incapable of thinking it, but you do look good." She paused. "And you showed up in an expensive car, with expensive clothing, with two goddess-tier beauties. People do find all that attractive you know."

Before he could answer they reached the doormen who took one look at them and stepped aside to let them enter the building. They emerged in a small hallway and Akeno whispered. "In case you were wondering, no, I did not have that planned in advance, it is just the sort of thing you can get away with when you look the part." Again he was not able to answer before they entered the main room. Singing filled the air as a live band filled the air with their unique sound. Akeno had claimed this place was a Karaoke bar, but right now it looked like some sort of upscale club. Well, at least upscale in the sense that it looked like a good chunk of the well off children of this city were here at the moment.

Just as outside they made a hell of an entrance and, as with most places in the mortal world, the girls simply outshone everyone else, that or it was just that fact that a I-cup sized chest and a J-cup sized chest, while not impossible, were rare. How they defied gravity with the stubbornness that Grimmjow would envy was another point. When you moved on past those facts, like, say, you were more interested in the backside, the girls had that too. Both were noticeably big and amazing, though Akneo's was clearly bigger with Ria's being a hint more toned.

Then there were the clothing they were wearing, the expensive, but revealing, clubwear, the contrasting skin tones, their sharp, almost inhuman eyes. The way both carried themselves as they moved with him, even blushing Ria had a walk which told you that she was something more. Akeno moved like she was the object of lust for the whole world and loved every second of it. Before them people made their way, people whispered under the music. The band seemed to falter before starting up harder than ever. Akeno glanced in their direction and nodded her head in time with the beat. They took that for approval and tried even harder, and it honestly did sound good.

"Drinks?" A Bartender asked as they strolled up.

Ichigo managed not to smile and wonder why the man was not carding them, Akeno seemed ready for it as she ordered three different drinks as smoothly as if it was the only right thing to do. So they paused at the bar and Ichigo reached into his pocket. "You don't pay now, you pay after," Akeno murmured, "Plus, if we do this right you won't have to pay at all, trust me."

Ria murmured. "It's not like we can't pay for it."

Akeno giggled. "I know, but that's part of the fun, as is this." She leaned over and kissed him just for a moment, but it sent fire running through all sorts of places on his body. Then she pulled Ria close and kissed her as well, a cheer went up from the crowd at that and Ichigo had to reach over and stop the bartender from falling forward, arresting the man's fall with one hand and catching his tray with the other.

"Careful," he said conversationally before bringing the tray around. "Drinks ladies?" He asked.

Akeno pulled back from Ria, the poor blonde looking a bit dazed. Akeno picked up her fruity cocktail and downed most of it in a single slip. "You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that Ria."

It seemed that the Queen might have kissed the words right out of her as the blonde was not able to form a word of response and meekly accepted her fruit-filled drink. "What is this?" He asked, holding up his glass and handing the tray back to the staring barman.

"An old fashion," Akeno said, "A very manly drink."

Shrugging he took a sip. "I think I would have preferred what you two got, but this is fine."

"You have gotten quite comfortable with being the center of attention you know." Akeno said as they relaxed against the bar.

Ichigo shook his head. "Not really, when I am with you girls all eyes are on you."

"Bull," She replied covering her mouth, "I wonder if how dense you are is how you cope with anything and everything in your life."

He shook his head. "I don't think so, I think I have gotten better at figuring things out."

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Yuzu sneezed as she was sitting down to watch her favorite animal show 'Too Cute'.

Karin looked up then back down, she had not even broached the subject of Yuzu to that woman and felt it was better that she had not. Still, Yuzu seemed to sneeze a lot lately.

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Akeno made a sound that you could only make when you were forcing yourself not to just burst out laughing. And even Rias...Ria seemed to find amusement in that statement. "He is not wrong, for the most part." She observed.

Akeno shrugged. "True and if we stay here any longer I think those older men are going to try and hit on us." She nodded to a group sitting around a table with drinks. They looked like people out of a Yakuza video game with flashy clothing, tattoos, and odd hairstyles. They were all watching and all talking.

"On the off chance they might be someone normal people would worry about," Ichigo said, "How about we order some drinks and snacks and let me hear you two sing."

"Sounds good, though we get to hear you try as well."

"You're...not going to enjoy that experience."

"Please," The Queen said, "The point of Karaoke is to sing badly."

Ichigo made a face, but nodded. "As you wish." They turned to the bartender, made their order then moved to the back, Ichigo noting that the men were getting up and he did not like the expression they were making. But relaxed when they moved to walk outside, most taking out cigarettes. It was odd to feel as if those men were no threat to him or his girls, when he was just a human he only had to deal with adults twice when it came to his gang fights.

Looking back on it he was sure someone had intervened, his Dad, perhaps Hat and Clogs, or hell, perhaps even Aizen. Because the people he had fought did not seem like the kind of people to take a beating from a fourteen-year-old lying down. So with those fun thoughts, he joined his girls in the room they had rented. It was comfortable as things go with a couch that snaked along the edges of the room allowing for the seating of many more people than them.

Akeno grinned at him and tossed him a mic, tapping the machine in the room until it was playing the song 'Number One' by Shiro Sagisu and Hazel Fernandes. The drums started playing as both girls sat down and looked at him like he needed to start, the drums of the song started to play. Well if they wanted to have their ears bleed so be it. "If you want to see some action, you got to be the center of attraction."

The girls started laughing and that was fine by him.

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Yuzu Kurosaki frowned, she remembered falling asleep and in fact, knew she was still in that state. How she did was a question that she had no answer to and honestly did not concern her at this moment. She stood on a windswept plain of wheat, that seemed to perpetually bow forward as the wind swept by brushing over her naked form like a caress. Above her was a section of open sky within the eye of a hurricane so vast that it might have covered all of existence.

The wind was almost visible as it blew into the center of the eye from all directions as if sucked in by what floated there. It hovered only a few feet off the small bare patch of the earth below it, a smooth circular object the size of a beach ball. Its surface was glassy smooth letting one see through it to a small core in the middle. Its color seemed to be a shifting hue of white and blue and it pulsed in time with the beat of her heart.

Yuzu bent over as a burning filled her abdomen. 'I cannot suppress it any longer.' Something said in her head. Looking down she saw a mark glowing blue against her skin, as she bent doubled over her body was lifted into the air by the wind itself and she was drawn to the sphere. As she got closer, as she was pressed against and through its glassy surface fear filled her and she screamed at last as she stumbled forward, towards that core of white blazing power.

Then…a hand grasped her arm and she caught a flash of something, a man strapped to a throne perhaps. Then the world shifted and she fell to the ground and…landed on a hard wooden surface. She blinked, her hands going to cover herself only to find that she was wearing her school uniform. Slowly she got to her feet looking around, the place was empty safe for a man she had never seen before. His brown hair was very striking with his black eye patch though he was dressed in the same kind of suit her school principal wore. Of course, her principal was not strapped to a chair with ribbons and chains unable to move from his spot.

The eyebrow above his good eye had risen alarmingly high as he looked at her. "Um hi?" Yuzu asked.

The man laughed and his voice sounded nice, resonant, and mature. "Hello, Yuzu Kurosaki, I can honestly say I never expected our paths to cross."

"Uhhh..." She replied…not her finest hour.

"I suppose telling you that I would never harm you would not be reassuring, your brother would never forgive me if that happened."

"You know my brother?"

He smiled. "I am one of his teachers."

"Right," She replied looking around and seeing no entrance or exit to the classroom, "Am I dreaming?"

"Yes, this is a dream, though not a normal one." The man closed his one eye for a second then shook his head. "The Kurosaki family is terrifying, do you know that?"

Yuzu took a step back, worried about the change of subject. "What do you mean?"

"Your brother is sixteen years old, he is strong enough that if push came to shove there are only three people I know who could beat him. Mind you, I say they could beat him, not that they would. That is changing by the day, as he grows in power, his Soul and biology seem to expand without end. Your Sister is already, at her age, at least on the level of a Second or Third Seat Shinigami. If she took her training seriously and devoted herself to it, seeking out teachers within her reach, she would stand above the average Lieutenant. Though given the current state of Soul Society there are few of those left not on the level of Captains." He let out a long sigh. "I have no idea what is happening to you."

"I am most curious as to how I was able to connect with your Soul and drag you here. Though, truth be told, I am keener to understand what was happening in your Soul." He shook his head. "Right now, it is best if you stay here, your body is currently undergoing transcendent agony." He spoke before Yuzu could yell out her question. "You don't feel it, because I am taking it for you."

"Why?"

He tilted his head. "Because I like your brother, because I want to be his friend, and that needs to be real. If it means changing myself to make that real, so be it. Your brother loves you more than life itself, so that means I care about you." The way he said it was odd, but the emotion behind it seemed entirely human and held a truth that resonated with this place. "Thankfully whatever is happening seems to be slowing down, though I do not know how long it will last." He gave her a once over. "Do you play Go, Yuzu Kurosaki?"

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Yuzu woke up after what felt like hours and almost at once wished she had not, she had once let Karin talk her into working out and the soreness of her body the next day was enough to keep her from trying it again.

Right now it felt like the whole of her body had been through a targeted workout. Her eyes landed on the clock which told her only an hour had passed since she closed her eyes and that felt annoying. She sat up slowly, only barely keeping from yelping at the sore pain throughout her body. Looking down at her bed she saw the sheet was soaked through with sweat, her hair was plastered to her head like it had been gelled and her legs trembled at the thought of moving.

Half fearing what she would see Yuzu limped over to the small mirror in their room and only when she saw her normal face did she let out a sigh of relief. Feeling slightly stronger she limped out of the room and into the bathroom where she could look at her whole body. She still looked like herself, well except that her hair was longer, it had grown out to about her shoulder in length. "If my power is growing out my hair fast, I am going to be mad." She mumbled, trying to tamp down in her swirling array of thoughts.

Power, that idea held itself in her mind's eye, that desire to be like the rest of her family, to not just be the normal one. But she felt scared as her body seemed to just ache as if she had just come out of a long cold.

Splashing cold water on her face she almost fell as her legs nearly gave way, her fingers closed on the countertop hard enough that they went white. "Yuzu?" She wobbled as her twin opened the door and her expression worried. "Yuzu, what?" She lost balance, but Karin caught her at once, she felt so weak and sore.

"Sorry." She managed to mumble.

"Yuzu, you have a fever." Karin's words were sharp and worried and it did what it always did to her, make her feel safe. Karin's arms looked just like hers, but the way she picked her up and carried her back to their room, as if she weighed no more than a soccer ball.

She decided that tonight she would accept babying, as it hurt too much to try and do anything else. She saw Karin frown at the sweat-soaked bed and seemed to decide it would not do so, so she walked over to the stairs, walked down them without so much as touching the wood, and went over to dad's room. Yuzu mumbled her thanks and relaxed as her dad woke up, and took over without a word. Even if she never got powers, she was grateful to have been given this family, that would never change.

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As he had promised, he sucked at singing, so badly that the girls had been doubled over laughing by the time he was done and one of the club staff had refunded the room they rented in exchange for him not doing it again.

Of course, that meant the girls would have to wait until the contest to get their turn but Akneo seemed more than fine with that. They had pulled him onto the dance floor which was currently resembling a rave more than anything and its strobe lights and shadows hid things just enough that he felt comfortable dancing. Sure he could ballroom like no one's business, but club stuff, well, that had never been on his list of Mom-approved school activities, or his Dads for that matter.

He felt sure dancing between two voluptuous women so close that their bodies were touching also would not qualify as a healthy school activity. "Faster Ria!" Akeno shouted and must have activated the toy because the Gangrou grinding on him increased her pace frantically as Akeno pressed against his back letting her chest squash against his back as she pressed against him.

"You seem to enjoy watching someone else!" He half yelled, because that was the only way she could hear him.

"Mmmhmm." She purred in his ear, before turning his head so she could kiss him. 'You don't want to know how turned on I am right now.' He heard in his head. Ria shivered as that thought echoed within her head as well...in fact that thought was sent to the entire Peerage.

"Akeno." Ria hissed, her face flushing.

The Queen raised a second finger and the Ria almost collapsed, only remaining upright because Ichigo caught her. "Scarlet." Ria gasped. The fingers went down at once and Akneo went quiet as Ria took a moment to catch her breath, get her feet under her and nod. "Blue." The fingers went back up and it was like that moment of interruption never happened. Granted, Akeno only held it like that for a few seconds before giving the girl a real break.

"Ok, everyone!" A voice boomed out as the lights shifted to the stage where a Mic waited. "It is time for the Contest, contestants please come up when your name is called and as a gift from my boss to you, a free round of drinks for everyone!" Cheers went up at that as employees started moving around with trays of some local craft brew. It tasted good and was high in alcohol content, and ,while being offered at half price after the first free round, seemed to be selling quite well.

"Keep this up we might be the only people not drunk." Ria said.

"It would be an advantage," Akeno nodded, "One of the downsides of being a Devil is it is really hard to get drunk."

"I don't know if I can get drunk at all." Ichigo added.

The first person called up was a man who took the mic with an unsteady hand and tried his heart out. He was not good, he was not bad, he simply tried and to Ichigo's surprise something that made it into the crowd. Or perhaps it was the fact that Akeno loudly applauded the man's effort, but he was met with approval. It set the tone for the rest of the night, good or bad, man or women got a cheer.

Of course, he doubted that he would get such a reaction, but given that his voice had gotten them kicked out of a room, he doubted the guy in charge would let him anywhere near the stage. "Our turn," Akeno said with a grin as their names were called and she led Ria by the hand up through the crowd and up to the stage. The girls received a thunderous cheer from the mostly drunk crowd, poor Ria seemed annoyed at the height of the stage making it very hard for her to keep her short skirt in place.

Akeno seemed to be just loving that as she handed the girl her mic, given the music that had been going on earlier. On the screen above them, it mentioned it was some sort of remix of two separate songs. Honestly, he had been expecting something a little risqué, but as they began to sing, their voices low and breathy he and everyone in the room was locked in place.

Words flowed from them, like water, "Red like roses, fills my dreams." The words flowed one to another, white which yearned, black with fell, and gold which burned. As the word gold was spoken things fell even more silent and both girls bent low. Then the music exploded as a guitar riff filled the air and somehow as the words poured out of them fast and quick their voices were in sync. They sang like girls who had grown up learning how to do so and had fun, real fun when they did, the song weaving a story of a girl following in her mother's footsteps of sacrifice and loss, everything always comes back to the words "Red like Roses."

At some point the cheering, the sounds mixed with the crowd, like they were at a concert for the few minutes the girls sang. And not only did they sing, they danced, but they also danced well, Akeno moving smoothly, bending and swaying in time with the music, Ria gliding through the motions, never quite letting her skirt creep up to high or perhaps holding it down with magic, not that anyone would have noticed.

But best of all, they were smiling, they were really smiling, as they did something that did not involve him, did not involve politics, growing one's power, controlling one's Peerage. For the time they were on that stage the world stopped, it stopped for them, it stopped for him, it stopped for the people who watched. They were two girls, it did not matter they were Devils, they were simply and fully enjoying themselves. Ichigo could not help it, he and many others pulled out phones to record this, to document why these girls swayed the hearts of a hundred mortals or more.

As the song came to an end the roar that went up from the audience was loud enough to shake the glasses on the bar, and then Akeno was grabbing Ria's arm and yanking her forward as they jumped into the crowd who gratefully surfed them. Now there might have been a few which might or might not have copped a feel at that moment but given that he saw a few hands jerk away as something very much like electricity he figured the girls had it taken care of.

As they got to him he reached up and hauled them down one after the other and put his arms across their shoulders and let his inner asshole enjoy the jealous looks he got for a moment. Thankfully the staff had recovered by that point and were trying to call things to order. Though the winner of the contacts was obvious, so when they left slipping into the Lamborghini they were a few hundred dollars richer in music store gift cards and having their tab taken on the house.

Pictures were still flashing as they pulled away and the girls both red-faced and excited from the evening's events took a moment to bask in what they had done. "You know," Ichigo said, "I think I could get Serafall to put your music on her show. Might launch your career as Devil Pop Idols, who can sing."

Ria laughed her chest rising and falling with exertion. "We thought of that when we were little girls."

Akeno laughed with her. "But decided we could do better, though, perhaps a little side gig would not be unwelcome."

"True," Ria said, "I forget how much fun that was when we just got to do what we wanted."

"Perhaps we could see if the Peerage would like to form a band," Ichigo offered, "I think I could learn to play the drums so that I don't have to speak."

"It would not do to summon any Eldritch entities." Akeno agreed.

She looked over the both of them. "I hope you two had fun tonight, because this is where the rated R stuff stops and the XXX parts begin." Ichigo swallowed and focused on the road as Ria grumbled something about being kept on the edge all night. "Good, when we get the room we will go with my idea of tonight's plans, get your input as to the things you do and don't want, set the safety words and get this date started."

Ichigo glanced over to Ria and both knew one thing above all others, tonight Akeno was in full control, and neither felt that it was a bad thing.

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Comments of the Week

Drop the Boom

first, the obligatory UPDATE FASTER.

Second, the LOLZ from Ichigo getting the "What Women Want" power amplified to quite literally God Mode.

Third, please stop confusing me with Yuzu. I know what you said, then you have her become a Mini Mori. Although maybe it'll be the Second Strongest Maid that'll straighten that out.

Finally, yes moving on would be nice. You've given us a fantastical view of how the one on one time goes. "Nothing bad will happen" Ichigo Transcendent Mode. Chaos, mayhem, Kenpachi demanding a spar good yes.

One Sry these things take time but I am glad people like them.

Two, his power is so much worse than that, its not what women want, its I know everything about you and I mean everything.

Three. I am confused as to what is the problem.

Four lol.

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T-Briggz

I am glad that other characters are getting the attention they deserve, that Kubo and the anime didn't do for them. For this reason I have to ask whether or not more will be joining Ichigo with the Devils later on in the story? I'm also curious as to whether or not you're interested in writing a new story of HS DXD with a similar but slightly altered premise to this one? Finally will the Hellverse movie come into play in the near future? Everyone considers that one the best, but, I doo feel like Darker than Black deserves some love to.

Not gonna lie Beli's reaction to leaving Serafall unsupervised for so long is not only funny but realistic to her character. I salute you for that level of consistency

We will have to see about the bleach cast joining as devils, a lot of them are very stubborn people. Chizru would jump at the chance but does the world really need that?

I want to finish this story first, though I have a side idea that I write on once in a while about Ichigo being reincarnated in a world with video game logic (Original I know) though it would be a much more defined system of rules with classes and stuff. Anyway thats is what I have in mind.

I have made it so bleach hell is different from Dxd Hell the movie already happened, though its consequences are still being felt...why do you think Yuzu is so attached to her big brother, past the point of family and towards something much more wrong?

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Dragon Slayer of Death 98

Did mori give him a blowjob or something, what did she do exactly

Yes

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CyberdragonEX

Hmm... I just had a thought - The best laid plots of Gods and Men, or in this case, of Shinigami and Bastards. The Captain Commander has NO way of knowing about Ichigo's Intellectus power (hell, ICHIGO didn't even know about it until now), so I wonder what'll happen if Rukia ever develops the degree of openness needed. After all, just because she has a Geas FORCING her to keep secrets, doesn't mean she can't be willing to share.

I'm also really interested in what'll happen when Aizen reaches that state, but that is a much longer term thing.

You make a very good point, all it will take is her to be absolutely willing for him to know she was pushed to this decision…

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Omake of the week- Zathol

Omake Title - De Wae to pleasant dreams.

Karin blinks as she looks around confused only to see herself in a mirror wearing a cut maid out.

"what the!? What am I wearing!? She screamed.

"Looks like a maid outfit." A husky voice said from the doorway.

she turned only to blush darkly as her older brother was leaning against the doorway...without a shirt and looking at her with a look that brothers were not supposed to send at their little sisters!

"I-Ichigo!?" she stuttered before backing away as he stalked toward her.

She found herself against the wall and any thought of lashing out went out the window as Ichigo planted a hand against the wall beside her head and his other gently grabbing her chin to look up at him.

"Karin." He whispered.

"I-Ichigo! I'm your sister!"

"Right now your my maid...and maids need to do as their told." he licked his lips as he leaned slowly forward as she started freaking out.

'This isn't happening! This isn't happening! THIS ISN"T HAPPENING!?

"AHHHHHH! AH!? Ah." She sat up suddenly from her bed and looked around and down at herself seeing her pajamas and fell back to her bed panting.

"It was all just a dream...or a nightmare." Hand to her chest to calm her rapidly beating heart. No, she would not be tempted! This was all her brothers fault and his harem! They were a bad influence! Like hell she would ever want her brother to kiss her or...or things!

She growled as she got out of bed and ignored the feeling of wetness she was feeling between her legs.

"Don't think about it. It was just a dream. It didn't mean anything! Your the normal one in the family! Your sister is the hardcore brocon!" She whispered harshly.

She made for the door as she recalled herself wearing a maid outfit of all things. Like hell she would be caught dead in one...even if she did look pretty cute in it. Not like Yuzu would ever wear one either despite her enjoying household chores.

she stepped out into the hallway before freezing. there was her sister, in a maid outfit.

"Oh his sister! You like my outfit? I got one for you to try on to!"

*SLAM!*

The door slammed before a being followed by a girlish muffled scream.

Yuzu blinked before shrugging.

Karin in her room was hidding under her blankets holding her pillow like a life line. "No. you won't convert me! I am normal! I AM THE NORMAL ONE! You won't break me..." she finished with a whisper. This had to be some plot! there was no way she would have naughty dreams of her handsome bro-NOooooo!

Elsewhere in a darkened room...

"How goes the progress? Number Two?"

"It's going smoothly as we suspected ma'am. She is resistant, but she is showing signs of temptation."

"MUhaahahah! I knew sending her dreams of maid outfits would be a good start...maybe the next one should be her and her brother trapped in a blizzard inside a cozy cabin...or maybe..." the female voice muttered off.

"Ma'am? Should we really be doing this?"

"Of course! This is pure love! Love between siblings is something to be cherished just as much as love between anyone else! She is denying what her sister is embracing! I can't just look the other way and let her continue a life without love! What kind of future sister-in-law would I be if I let her suffer a life of mediocrity?! A bad one I tell you! I, Serafall Leviathan will show her de wae.

"...De wae? Ma'am?" Number Two slowly repeated the words.

"Yes, De wae. I Serafall shall show her da wae to true happiness. It's all a matter of time."

"So we continue with the short dreams tonight as well ma'am?"

"Yes! This time I am thinking a cabin in the woods stuck in a snow storm and they are forced to snuggle to keep warm!"

"Brilliant ma'am! I will notify the others. should we get down to the details than?"

"Of course! now here is what will happen..."

Later that night...

Karin blinked. She was shivering as she looked around seeing herself in a wood cabin. It's freezing in here! She thought to herself. Then she saw Ichigo bust through the door quickly shutting it. he was decked out in a mountain gear outfit as he struggled to push the door closed as snow fell in along with freezing wind forcing her to duck her head under the blanket.

What's going on!? she thought to herself.

She peaked out and her eyes widen as Ichigo was disrobing to his underclothes', some sweats and sweatshirt. he moved into he bed and before she could protest snuggled up against her and she couldn't help melt in his embrace.

"Sorry Karin I'm freezing." He said softly as he held her close.

He was cold but also warm and she could feel him shivering which tugged at her sisterly instincts. her brother was freezing and she needed to warm him up.

'Nothing wrong with this. they were in a situation where they needed to share body warmth to survive. That's all this was!' She mentally said to herself.

'Ichigo would do the same for you in a heart beat if it was the other way around.' she told herself. she snuggled into him realizing there was nothing...brocon like about this. She was in the clear. Yup. Nothing wrong with sharing body warmth in the face of natures cold wrath with her big brother.

Oh but it felt so good...he was so warm against her, pushing away the biting cold the longer she stayed in his arms...she could feel his heartbeat and she sighed...this was nice...

If she wasn't so comfortable in her brothers arms and drifting off into the dreams comfort of sleep she would have heard a distant voice among the raging blizzard outside. A familiar voice of a female devil king that she would curse with a vengeance if she knew what she was doing.

"Perhaps a stranded island next...now which is better...a clam bra or coconut bra? teehee!" the voice giggled.

Outside her dream...

Karin was asleep on her bed dreaming with a small smile on her face unaware of devil king Serafall sitting cross legged on the ceiling as if gravity had no power over her, her twin tails dangling down. She couldn't stop the wide smile on her face as she stared down at her future sister-in-law to be.

"Don't worry little sister. You'll thank me one day hehe! I'll show you de wae to pleasant dreams...dreams can come true afterall." she whispered smothering a giggle with her hand.

Ichigo..." Karin whispered softly in her sleep and Serfall gave a fist pump at her progress.

Can Karin Kurosaki resist the the machinations of the devil king Serafall Leviathan? Or will she falter and fall into the pit of inescapable sibling love?

Find out next time! On drag-er-I mean Omakes of Bleach Rebirth of the Guardian!

On next chapter's episode: Lots of screaming!

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Hope you all enjoyed yourselves.

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