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Can a Strawberry Entice a Bee?
Final Chapter
A month and a half after Aizen's defeat...
Squad Four Relief Center
Soi-Fon pulled on her clothes, slipping her Haori onto her thin body while stretching out her left arm. The arm had been restored after she'd been forced to have it severed by her lieutenant, Omaeda, after it'd started rotting away thanks to the power of the Espada, Barragan.
The captain had spent the last month and a half recuperating at Squad Four. In addition to the loss of her left arm, as well as a good shoe, Soi-Fon had suffered a deep wound when she had been laid low during the battle with Sosuke Aizen. Despite the use of her Suzumebachi, it still had not been enough to bring down the traitorous rogue. After the rug had been yanked out from all of them and she'd been cut down in one blow, Soi-Fon had been left lying in the rubble; she could do nothing but lay there as the battle continued and escalated without her.
It'd been hours before the medics arrived to give her first-aid, taking her back to the Soul Society to recover along with the other downed captains. Captain Unohana and Lieutenant Isane did their best to help mend her wound, even using Mayuri's flesh mending drug to restore her arm, Soi-Fon was too proud to ask a Human for help which was why they didn't have Orihime come in. But the wound inflicted by Aizen was deep and she required extensive bedrest in order to recover her strength.
While waiting, Soi-Fon heard the news about what happened after she and the other captains had been defeated. Head-Captain Yamamoto had entered the field and tried his gambit but ultimately lost when Aizen's machinations forced his Zanpakuto to backfire on him. After that, Kisuke and Yoruichi entered the battlefield and joined the fray. Soi-Fon swore she even glimpsed Isshin Shiba from a distance but wasn't sure if it was really the missing captain. After her mentor and the man she hated most were defeated, Aizen left with Gin to make the Oken in Karakura Town.
There, Gin made his play but failed to assassinate Aizen, dying after Aizen evolved further thanks to the power of the Hogyoku. However, before he could finish his plans, he was defeated by the Substitute Soul Reaper, Ichigo Kurosaki.
The thought of the teenager made the woman scowl. She had a lot of time to think about Ichigo while she was recovering. At first, the memory of the night they shared at that hot spring helped keep her warm at night. But as the days passed and she saw no sign of the Substitute, the captain was starting to feel slighted. They had no time to talk during the battle with Aizen aside from her telling the boy that the captains were fighting not just for the world but their own survival. She wanted to keep things professional between them and gladly threw herself into the fray before Ichigo had to. But that didn't mean she didn't want to talk with him afterwards.
"He comes barging in to the Soul Society to save Rukia Kuchiki and he defies the Head-Captain to save that orange-haired airhead yet he can't spare a day to come visit me?" huffed the captain as she slipped her zanpakuto onto her sash. "The next time he comes around asking to spar, I'll feed him his teeth..."
"I'm...afraid that might be more harder than you think."
Turning around, Soi-Fon let out a gasp when she saw Yoruichi sitting on the opened windowsill, arms folded while she locked at her old protégé with her head cocked. "L-Lady Yoruichi!" Soi-Fon immediately bowed. "Thank you for coming by to see me!" She knew that Yoruichi had gotten hurt badly too during the battle and didn't hold it against her for the woman not seeing her.
"I see you've fully healed. What's the matter, Soi-Fon?" The werecat climbed out of the window and took a seat on the bed. "You seem rather irked." She asked but she had a good idea what the answer was. "Is it Ichigo?"
Knowing better than to try and lie to her old mentor, Soi-Fon reluctantly sighed and sat down in a nearby chair. "I am...very irked. I thought he and I might have shared something special but I held off on pursuing any possible future until we both knew we even had a future. But it's been almost two months since the battle and he hasn't once come and saw me. I know he's not dead but he could have at least dropped by and said hello."
To Soi-Fon's growing discomfort, Yoruichi's face turned sad. "Yes, he's alive, Soi-Fon. But please, don't be angry at him. I'm sure what he felt the same way you did that night. But there's a good reason why he hasn't been able to come to the Soul Society to see you."
A dark feeling of foreboding started to build inside Soi-Fon, her gut tightening as she prepared for what Yoruichi was going to tell her.
Yoruichi didn't hold back on the details and told her everything. Ichigo had indeed managed to defeat Sosuke Aizen but the cost was dear. He was still alive but the technique he'd used to finally bring the man down before he could reach godhood came at the price of his Soul Reaper powers. After spending a month in a coma, Ichigo said goodbye to Rukia before the last of his powers faded away, leaving him a normal Human.
Sitting there in her chair, Soi-Fon just stared and felt a sinking feeling in her gut. "So...that's it then?" she asked, more to herself than Yoruichi. "I guess I was a fool to hold things off until now." Her face saddened and she looked down at the floor. Right when she started to feel like she could open up to someone and feel like a real woman again, her chance had been stolen away by the cruel hands of fate. "I guess it was fun while it lasted..."
"So what? Just because he's powerless doesn't mean you can't be together."
Soi-Fon looked up confused. "Yoruichi, what are you implying? If he's a normal Human then I have no business getting romantically involved anymore. How in the world would that even work between us?" She shook her head and tried hard not to cry at the love lost before it could truly come into its own. 'A romance between a Human and a Soul Reaper? Like hell that'd work...'
But Yoruichi wasn't willing to let her little Bee throw in the towel just yet. She wanted the romance between Soi-Fon and Ichigo to burn brightly, not fizzle out. "It doesn't matter if he's lost his powers. He'll still be glad to see you." She smiled knowingly at her old protégé. "Trust me, Soi-Fon, after what you two shared that night, seeing you will have made the loss of his powers worth it."
"L-Lady Yoruichi..." Soi-Fon thought about it. After a moment she decided that there was at the very least no harm in just taking a day to talk with Ichigo. The recovery effort cleaning up the damage caused during the battle had mostly been finished and Squad Two and the Punishment Force were capable enough to operate barring any impending disaster. She could take the time to see Ichigo now that peace had settled in the Soul she realized something. "Wait a minute. Lady Yoruichi, how did you know about me and Ichigo at the hot springs?" As far as she knew, the only people who should have known about their little romantic moment was Soi-Fon and Ichigo.
The smile turned into a devious grin. Reaching into the back pocket of her pants, Yoruichi pulled out a photograph of her and Ichigo, the woman in the Substitute's strong arms while making out. "Oh, I was getting curious if you two ran into each other at the hot spring when I told Ichigo about it so I dropped by. Imagine my shock when I saw you two looking like you were in your own romance movie."
"Bu-bu-bu-you-you-" So much blood rushed to Soi-Fon's head that she felt faint. She pointed at the picture and stared with eyes wide with shock and horror. Even worse, Soi-Fon saw the way she looked in the picture, like she was really in love. If anyone ever saw that photo, her reputation as a stoic, hard as nails assassin would shatter like glass.
"Oh, whatever should I do with this picture? Maybe I should give it to Rangiku to publish in the SWA newsletter?" she suggested.
Soi-Fon wanted to explode with terrified panic. "W-wait, Yoruichi! Please don't give away that photo!"
"Alright, I'll give it to you." The woman held up a finger. "But only if you agree to go see Ichigo. Deal?"
Ignoring the fact that her mentor was blackmailing her, Soi-Fon nodded her head furiously, holding out her hands beggingly before the Flash Goddess. "Yes! I promise I'll go see him tomorrow! Just please don't let anyone see that!"
"Heh, alright. Twist my arm, why don't you?" joked Yoruichi before handing over the photograph. "I'll hold you to that, Soi-Fon. I even had a Gigai made for you and some clothes so you can blend in as a normal Human."
Taking the photo, Soi-Fon pocketed it while breathing a sigh of relief that her secret was safe. "Th-thank you. I will go and make arrangements. Excuse me, Lady Yoruichi." With a face bright pink, Soi-Fon exited the room, heading straight for Squad Two and not talking to anyone she passed.
Yoruichi laughed as she got off the bed. "Wow, her reaction was so much better than I expected. Still..." She reached into her pocket and pulled out multiple photos of Ichigo and Soi-Fon in the hot spring and grinned. It'd been worth it to make multiple copies that were just waiting to be published at the right moment. "Good to know I've got premium blackmail material on my hands..."
The Next Day..
Karakura Town; Ichigo's Room
The autumn wind blew into Ichigo Kurosaki's room, covering the former Substitute Soul Reaper as he lay there on his bed, hands behind his head while he looked up at the ceiling. It was a weekend so he had the day off from school. He could hear his sisters and father watching TV downstairs but Ichigo let them be. He mostly just wanted to enjoy some alone time.
Was Ichigo sad at the loss of his powers? He'd be lying if he said he hated not being able to see Rukia, Renji and all his Soul Reaper friends again. But in truth, Ichigo was okay with what happened. If given the choice, he'd sacrifice his powers all over again if it meant his friend and family were safe.
That being said, he did have one lingering regret that stung his young teenage heart: Captain Soi-Fon.
The short, feisty captain had been on his mind for a while. Ever since his powers faded and he lost the ability to see ghosts, he regretted not being able to see the woman again. He'd wished the woman had said a word or two of comfort during the fight against Aizen but she remained strict as ever, committing to her promise of waiting until after Aizen's defeat to see where things led between them. The day of the battle with Aizen, she made it clear that she was more focused on defeating Aizen than whatever moment they shared together. The memory of their sparring bouts and that night they shared under the stars in that hot spring were still fresh in his mind.
Closing his eyes, Ichigo could still feel her warm wet skin pressing against his bare body, the softness of her hair as he ran a hand through it; the feeling of her lips on his was like a ghost that wouldn't leave him alone. The memory made his blood run hot and if he thought hard enough he could still feel her in his arms, her arms wrapped around his shoulders while she looked at him with those beautiful gray eyes.
Did Ichigo have romantic feelings for others? He'd be lying if he said he didn't have a special connection with Tatsuki since she was his best friend after all. Truth be told he had no romantic feelings for Rukia. Ichigo understood that Renji was the one meant to have her heart and he was fine with it. And he wasn't blind; he could clearly see that Orihime had feelings for him. But something about Soi-Fon made him feel a different way than his feelings for Tatsuki, Rukia or Orihime.
'I guess there's no point in wondering what might have been...' he lamented. What's done was done and there was nothing he could do about it. "I miss Soi-Fon..." he mumbled aloud, not caring if anyone heard.
Except someone did hear. And she had a response.
"I missed you too."
Eyes snapping open, Ichigo bolted upright in bed and gasped when he saw who it was who sat on his windowsill smiling at him. "Soi-Fon!"
The woman smiled at him as she hopped down from the window, closing it behind her and locking it. Ichigo could tell automatically she was in a Gigai, partly because he could see her, but also from her outfit. The woman wore yellow jacket, black tank top and blue jeans that hugged her thin legs. Taking off her jacket and putting it on a chair next to Ichigo's desk, Soi-Fon walked over to the boy and sat down on the bed. As soon as she did, Soi-Fon punched him in the arm. Hard.
"Yow! Jeez, Soi-Fon! What was that for?!"
"That was for giving up your powers after we'd promised to give things a chance when Aizen was finally defeated, you fool! And more importantly, that was for making me have to go back to using Omaeda as a sparring partner! Do you have any idea how much of a lout he is to fight? I can wipe the floor with him in seconds if I wanted to," She huffed at the boy in an uncharacteristically cute manner.
Nursing his sore arm, Ichigo gave her a reluctant sigh and turned his head away, his stomach tightening from regret. "I'm...sorry. I didn't really have a choice. It was either give up my powers or let Aizen win."
"I know...I'm not blaming you. You did what you had to do. What you did...that was a choice nearly all Soul Reapers would have been afraid to make. Even I would have hesitated if given the choice. I'm glad I was right when I said you were different from everyone."
With the ice broken between them, the two sat there on the bed in a comfortable silence, both taking the moment to enjoy the other's company. While looking down at the floor, Ichigo spoke first. "I missed you." With his heart beating faster, he hesitantly reached down and put his hand over Soi-Fon's.
To his delight, Soi-Fon turned her hand around and laced her fingers with his, giving a tiny smile from his soft, warm touch. 'I will never understand how someone who is as skilled with a blade as Ichigo can have such soft hands.' She gave Ichigo's hand a gentle squeeze. "I missed you too."
"Are you alright? I was scared to death when I saw Aizen cut you down..." The memory of watching her be struck down still haunted him.
"Hah! It'll take more than that to do me in. Although..." her hand ran along her stomach where Aizen's blade cut through her. "That did more to wound my pride than my body. I wanted to protect you from Aizen, to keep you from having to face his villainy head-on. We all promised to protect you. Instead I was made a fool of and you had to carry on the fight without me." Soi-Fon didn't tell him the thought she kept hidden away in her heart: she blamed herself for Ichigo's power loss. Had she not been bested, then Ichigo wouldn't have had to make such a sacrifice.
Slowly Soi-Fon laid her head on his shoulder, soaking up his warmth. Neither really knew what to say to the other. Both had a lot on their mind. Finally, Soi-Fon spoke. "You owe me another spar."
"Heh, okay. I'd like that. It's hard to go back to fighting normal people again after everything that's happened."
"Well, that and I'd very much like to cement my superiority by beating you for a third consecutive time." She looked up and gave the teenager a cheeky smirk. "At least you can use your lack of powers as an excuse for when you lose again. Don't worry, I'll make sure to hold my punches."
"Hey!" Ichigo grinned and wrapped his arms around Soi-Fon, hugging her tightly. He missed this, her cheeky attitude. It lit a fire in him like nothing else. He leaned backwards, laying down on the bed with Soi-Fon laying beside him, her head resting comfortably on his shoulder. "Soi-Fon?"
"Yes?"
"Would you...like to go out with me?" he asked, not sure of her answer. She had a million reasons why she could say no and Ichigo could barely think of any real reason she'd say yes.
Indeed, Soi-Fon was running a lot of thoughts through her mind. A relationship between Soul Reaper and Human? Such a thing was unheard of, not even in the trashy romance novels that Rangiku and Yoruichi liked to read. And especially her, the captain of one of the thirteen Squads and the Punishment Force; and what would her clan think?
Yet if anyone deserved this, it was Ichigo. In her heart, she wanted to bring him as much joy as he could muster after all he'd done for them. She didn't want to deny him this. Most important of all, she didn't want to deny herself this. "Yes..." she said. Lifting her head, she put her hand on Ichigo's cheek and smiled. "We'll work out the details later. I'll have to run it through the other captains to make sure they understand. We might not get to see each other all the time. But I..." her face drew nearer and Ichigo felt her hot breath hit his face. "I want to be with you. That's the truth."
Ichigo raised a hand, running it up her back; the warmth of her slim body pressing against him was sublime. Just feeling her warmth melted all the fears and regrets he had since losing his powers. He bridged the gap between them and pressed his lips against hers, Soi-Fon closing her eyes as they kissed. Her mind started to fog up while they kept making out, her arms wrapping around his neck.
They pulled away after a few more moments of making out and smiled at each other. "I can't stay long. My squad needs me back soon and I've a few things to see to. We're still in the middle of trying to recover from Aizen and I need to inspect my Squad. But..." She laid her head on Ichigo's shoulder and let him hug her tightly. "Could we just lie here for a while? Like this?"
Pressing his nose against her hair, Ichigo inhaled her soft perfume and felt a sense of calm sweep over him. Laying his head back on the pillow, Ichigo closed his eyes and himself bask in the warmth of Soi-Fon's body. "So...the next time you come over...would you like to go out and see a movie?"
"I'd like that. I'd like that a lot." Sighing pleasantly, Soi-Fon shifted herself to make her comfortable. Ichigo smiled as he relaxed into her warmth. So relaxed, in fact, that it didn't take long before he fell asleep with Soi-Fon amusingly listening to him snore lightly.
The thought occurred to her of picking up where they left off at the hot spring but again, she quieted that part of her down, at least for now. Rampant hormonal lust could wait for now. It was enough that the two could speak to each other again. All Soi-Fon wanted in this moment was to simply lie next to him; just feeling his warmth, his strong arm wrapped around her slender waist was enough to make her start to feel giddy.
Her acute hearing picked up the sound of footsteps approaching the door. It opened and a girl with light brown hair poked her head in to Ichigo's room. "Ichigo, do you want a sandwich for...lunch?" She blinked when she saw Ichigo lying on his bed with another woman, her hair short and black with two very long braids trailing down her back. At first she thought Rukia had come back but this was a different dark-haired woman.
Picking her head up off of Ichigo's shoulder, Soi-Fon put a finger to her lips, smiling at Ichigo's sister. "He'll be down in a little while. Let's let him sleep," she softly whispered, not wanting to wake him.
"Oh...okay." Yuzu's blushed at the scene and slowly started to close the door. "Nice to meet you."
"I'm Soi-Fon. Nice to meet you too."
Once the door was closed, Soi-Fon laid her head back down onto Ichigo's chest, listening to the soft rhythm of the young man's heart. "Mmmmh..." She felt a little sleepy herself and looked at the clock. She knew she had to get back to the Soul Society soon but she could spend a few more minutes lying with Ichigo.
'Maybe I'll stay...just a little bit longer...'
One week later...
Karakura Town
The sun was high in the blue, cloudless sky. On the street walked Ichigo Kurosaki, beside him was Soi-Fon, dressed in a jacket and jeans. They walked along, having just gotten out of the movie theater.
Soi-Fon had showed up at Ichigo's home, having left him a note by his bedside promising to be back the next week for their date. This time, she'd gone through the front door and properly introduced herself to Yuzu and Karin, the former of whom blushed when she remembered the romantic scene she'd disturbed. Soi-Fon was polite to the girls, taking a liking to them, particularly Yuzu.
Ichigo had been delighted to see Soi-Fon, who promptly embarrassed him in front of his sisters by greeting him with a kiss. After a quick fabricated explanation for how they met, the pair were quickly out the door. Ichigo, having never been on a date with a girl before, chose a romance movie to watch. Soi-Fon seemed fine with it though.
Dressed in a collared jacket, red shirt and black pants, Ichigo looked over at his girlfriend. "So what did you think? You guys don't really have movies in the Soul Society, do you?"
"It was decent. A few rookie Soul Reapers who passed over to the Soul Society from this day and age have been trying to make cinema more mainstream in the Seireitei but it never really took. Still, it was better than when everyone tried to make a movie. Remember?"
Indeed, Ichigo still recalled, with part fondness and part cringe, the film festival that he helped participate in. "Yeah, that would have been a lot more fun if everyone chilled on the pyrotechnics..."
Soi-Fon gave a chuckle. "True. Though it was funny watching Lieutenant Abarai shoot into the air like a rocket. His hair made him look like a red shooting star. Too bad they wouldn't let me and Yoruichi have a sex scene in our movie." She nudged Ichigo's arm and gave him a teasing smirk. "Bet you'd have liked that, wouldn't you? I've heard of what Rukia Kuchiki found under your bed, you dirty boy!"
"Soi-Fon!"
The embarrassed reaction the orange-head gave her made her laugh. "Relax, Ichigo. So, what next?"
"Want to get something to eat? I know a good restaurant and-"
"Ichigo?"
The pair stopped when they saw Ichigo's friend, Tatsuki, walking towards them. "Oh! Hey, Tatsuki," greeted Ichigo while Soi-Fon raised an eyebrow while the girl started to approach them.
The dark-haired girl walked over to the couple, giving the braided woman an interesting glance. "Who's your new friend?" Ichigo had told her that he was going on a date with someone, though it wasn't Orihime or someone she knew and seemed to be a bit more excited for the past week. Now Tatsuki could see why.
"Oh, this um...this is Soi-Fon."
"You must be Tatsuki Arisawa. I've heard a lot about you." Soi-Fon had done her homework and had spoken to Rukia Kuchiki about Ichigo's friends to make sure she knew who was who.
"I see. You must be a Soul Reaper." When Soi-Fon gave her a startled expression, Tatsuki explained herself. "You give off the same feeling Ichigo did before he lost his powers." To Tatsuki, Soi-Fon reminded her of Rukia and Rangiku, although her presence was far and away much stronger than theirs were.
"I...see..." Soi-Fon didn't know that Tatsuki possessed the ability of spiritual awareness. But she figured that since Ichigo's other friends possessed special powers, it made sense if Ichigo's best friend didn't at least possess some unique trait. "Yes, I'm a Soul Reaper. I'm Captain Soi-Fon, captain of Squad Two and head of the Punishment Force."
Tatsuki didn't have any idea what the Punishment Force was, though the implication was rather scary. But she was enough of a fighter to recognize a threat when she saw one and this woman certainly gave the impression of someone who was a force to be reckoned with, especially with the hardened look in her eyes. "Nice to meet you, Soi-Fon. Now I see why Ichigo seemed to be less moody for the past few days. Hey, Ichigo, mind giving us a moment? Need to have a girl talk with Soi-Fon."
The request confused Ichigo but when Soi-Fon gave him a nod he took a few steps back to give the girl some space. Leaning forward, Tatsuki put her lips to Soi-Fon's ear and spoke with a flicker a menace in her eyes. "I don't care if you are some big shot captain and lead some badass force. You guys have put Ichigo through enough pain. And the last thing he needs is to have his heart broke. If you hurt him, I swear to God I will fucking end you."
Soi-Fon was silent, staring intently at the teenager before she smiled. "Oh I like you."
The response didn't faze Tatsuki. Glad she got her point across, Tatsuki looked over at Ichigo and gave him an approving nod. "Alright. It's good to meet you, Tatsuki. You know, you'd make a pretty good Soul Reaper, yourself."
"Thanks." Tatsuki nodded and walked down the street, leaving the pair alone.
Soi-Fon watched her go and smiled. "She seemed nice."
"What did she say to you?"
The captain continued to smile and put a finger to her lips. "Oh, that's girl talk, Ichigo. Don't you know anything about women from your sisters? As my boyfriend you aren't allowed to know." She reached down and took hold of Ichigo's hand. "Come on. Let's go to that restaurant you were talking about. I'm hungry."
Ichigo couldn't help but blush as they walked down the street holding hands, a firm confirmation of their relationship. Still, Soi-Fon's hand was softer than he'd imagined and he gave it a gentle squeeze as they walked.
Soi-Fon smiled and squeezed back.
Two weeks later...
Karakura Town; Local Dojo
The sun had already gone down and the karate dojo was dimly lit, save for the light that lit up the middle of the sparring mat at the center of the dojo. Everyone had already gone home for the day, save for Ichigo Kurosaki, who was doing Karate katas. A bonus of being a regular at the dojo was that Ichigo was good friends with the sensei who ran the place and he'd been nice enough to let the teen practice after hours since Ichigo suddenly had a renewed interest in practicing karate.
One of the things that Ichigo found after he'd given up his powers was that since he was no longer burdened with being Karakura Town's protector he was free to go back to all the things he'd had to put on the backburner in lieu of fighting Hollows.
Dressed in a white Karate gi with a black belt, Ichigo threw a kick and took up a stance. His body was focused on his training but his mind was in farther fields. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of emotion for him as he started spending more time with Soi-Fon.
One of the things Ichigo asked when they first started dating was what the Soul Society thought of their relationship. Obviously Soi-Fon couldn't keep it a secret due to her position as captain of Squad Two, Commander of the Punishment Force and the head of the Fon clan. To Ichigo's surprise, Soi-Fon met little resistance when she announced that she and Ichigo were dating.
None of the other captains gave a dissenting opinion, not even from Byakuya Kuchiki; if anything they welcomed Soi-Fon's change in attitude. All of them were glad for Soi-Fon since it seemed that Ichigo helped keep her more relaxed and nicer than usual. The sole voice of concern was the Head Captain, who warned her not to let it interfere with her duties. Other than the reasonable warning though, she had no objections. As for Soi-Fon's clan, they didn't object to her dating a Human either. Ichigo had more than earned the right after defeating Aizen and to the elders it finally opened the prospect of her producing an heir to lead the next generation, which was a win-win for them although Soi-Fon was adamantly against it.
Ichigo was surprised to learn everyone's acceptance to their blossoming relationship but it was a welcome one. As for him, he let everyone know about him dating Soi-Fon. When he told Orihime, he sat down with her and tried to break the news as gently as he could. For her part, Orihime was more mature than everyone gave her credit for and though she did shed a few tears from knowing that Ichigo was in love with someone else, she accepted that Ichigo didn't love her the same way she did and was glad that at the very least they could still be good friends. To her mind, if Ichigo was happy then she could be happy for him. That was enough for her.
Continuing his katas, Ichigo punched and kicked the air. When he spun around on his heel, he almost jumped when he saw Soi-Fon standing behind him. "S-Soi-Fon!" He was so startled that he lost balance and fell backwards with a loud thud.
Dressed in a white Gi of her own that showed off her thin, curvy body, Soi-Fon smiled amusingly at the teen before she helped him back up to his feet. "So jumpy. You'd think after all you've been through nothing would faze you by now."
Thanking Soi-Fon after he got back up onto his feet, Ichigo looked at his girlfriend curiously. "Hey, Soi-Fon. Sorry, I just wasn't expecting anyone. The sensei here locked up the place. And where'd you get the Gi?"
"This? Lady Yoruichi gave it to me. She said that you were frequenting this dojo so I decided to come and see if you wanted a spar for old time's sake. You do owe me a match, after all."
"But...how'd you get in here?"
Smiling, Soi-Fon patted his cheek. "Oh come on, Ichigo. Do you think a simple lock could keep out the Commander of the Stealth Force?"
Ichigo deadpanned, realizing what a stupid question he'd asked. "I shouldn't even bother having locks in my room, should I?"
"Oh, Ichigo. Why ask questions when you already know the answers? Now then..." Soi-Fon walked over to the center of the sparring mat and turned around to face Ichigo. "I figured we could have another round of sparring for old time's sake. Don't worry..." Her smile grew wider as she took a stance. "You can use your lack of powers as an excuse for when you lose. It's not like it's going to hurt your record when I beat you again."
That statement was not something Ichigo was planning to take lying down. "Not this time." He took up a stance of his own. "Powers are not, you're going down."
"Oh really, well I-"
The teenager didn't let her finish. His jab shot right at her, grazing her cheek when she narrowly dodged. Ichigo swept her legs out from under her but she recovered from her fall quickly, springing back up and punching back at Ichigo.
Being the third time the pair had sparred, Ichigo was already familiar with Soi-Fon's fighting style. And as the captain soon found out, her boyfriend's had not lost any of his honed reflexes that'd been developed by his Soul Reaper battles. She found herself on the backfoot for a few tense moments as she blocked and avoided Ichigo's strikes.
Both of them were sweating hard as they punched, kicked, elbowed and blocked over and over again. For what was supposed to be a light spar, the level of hand to hand fighting would have overwhelmed any normal fighter, Soul Reaper or Human. Yet despite the intensity of their fighting, Ichigo and Soi-Fon both had wide smiles all over their faces. Going out to dinner and seeing a movie was nice but this was what they both considered to be real fun.
The deciding moment came when Soi-Fon threw a kick at Ichigo's leg, forcing his knees to buckle. But before she could press her attack, Ichigo's hands lunged forward and grabbed the front of her gi. With a loud grunt, Ichigo yanked her up and slammed her down onto the mat with a well executed throw. Soi-Fon moved to get up but Ichigo threw himself on top of her, pinning her to the floor with his heavy weight and grabbing her wrists, pinning them both beside her head, his face inches from hers.
Neither of them said anything, panting heavily into each other's face. The irony of the situation was not lost on either of them. Huffing, Soi-Fon turned her head slightly and raised an eyebrow suggestively at the young Substitute. "Expecting a kiss, are we?"
"Yes," grinned Ichigo.
Soi-Fon grinned back, relaxing her body as she stared into Ichigo's brown eyes. "Well, Ichigo. I good and lost the fight. So...come and take your prize."
The spark in her gray eyes lit a fire inside Ichigo. It was the same as that night in the hot springs where they shared their first kiss. He didn't hesitate, kissing her soft lips and feeling his mind go blank with joyous ecstasy as soon as their lips touched.
Ichigo let go of Soi-Fon's wrists but the woman had no intention of pushing Ichigo off of her. Instead her arms wrapped around his neck, hands running through his sweaty orange hair while she deepened the kiss. "Mmmhhh..." Her mind started to grow hazy as their tongues fought each other, neither one of them willing to let the other win a battle of passion with as much fervor as their other fights.
Shifting his position to lay on top of her more comfortably, Ichigo ran a hand up the side of Soi-Fon's leg. He pulled away from her lips but Soi-Fon demanded more. She'd abstained long enough. They both had. At the hot springs they'd both promised to put their lust for each other on ice until the threat of Aizen had been dealt with. Soi-Fon had held off unchaining her passion for a while after they started dating, wanting the right moment for them both to come unglued.
Now Aizen had been defeated and sealed away and they were all alone in an empty dojo, both sweaty, panting and locking lips. There was no putting a lid on their lust now. Soi-Fon wanted this. Ichigo wanted this. They both needed this.
Each kiss became sloppier. As Soi-Fon's hand slipped underneath his gi to touch his bare back, Ichigo's turned his girlfriend's head and started kissing her neck, licking her sweat with his hot tongue and earning a moan from the woman. A hand ran through her soft dark hair, making her coo from his touch. Soi-Fon felt all of her inhibitions and worries melt away from Ichigo's soft caresses. Here she didn't have to be a captain, an assassin or a clan head. Here she could just be a woman and enjoy all the pleasures that came from that.
Those large yet surprisingly soft hands of Ichigo's reached for the tie to her gi and undid the knot with ease. As soon as the knot came undone, he opened up her top and exposed her chest to him. Not wearing anything underneath the karate uniform, Soi-Fon's sweaty breasts were on full display as he unrobed her.
"Touch me..." Soi-Fon hissed into his ear, her need for his touch becoming an insatiable craving. When Ichigo's hands cupped her ample tits, she rolled her head back and moaned. Ichigo slid down her naked front until his face was level with her breasts, giving them a good lavishing with his tongue. Soi-Fon hissed and arched her back when she felt Ichigo's hot, wet tongue start to lap at her breasts. The woman's naked flesh was heavy with sweat but it only made the act hotter for the both of them. When that pink organ of Ichigo's touched her naked nipple, Soi-Fon squirmed beneath him from the electric sensation. So dedicated to her duty to both Yoruichi and the Thirteen Court Guard Squads her whole life, the ebony-haired captain had no idea just how sensitive her body could be.
Ichigo's free hand cupped her neglected breast, giving it a good squeeze. He couldn't think. Feeling the heat of her body, the softness of her skin, the taste of her in his mouth; it was all too much for one teen boy and it threatened to send him into a lustful madness. His white pants already had a tent pitched, the tip pushing against her leg. Pushing her breasts together, Ichigo licked her nipples like he was a kid with two scoops of ice cream. Every cute sound Soi-Fon made was music to Ichigo's ears.
A pulsing warmth started to build inside Soi-Fon's loins. Her nipples were far more sensitive than she expected. Her hands ran through his orange hair, gently raking her nails across his head before she suddenly sat up. "Come here..." When Ichigo sat up, she pulled him into another deep kiss, her tongue meeting his in the middle. "Mmmmmhh..." Her hands went to his white gi top and she started to undo the sash. As soon as the white knot was undone, she pulled it away before peeling his top off of him, tossing it to the side.
Gray eyes lit up when Soi-Fon saw Ichigo's naked chest. He'd become even more muscular and toned since the last time she'd seen him at the hot springs. His training with the Vizards had done a lot to help build his body out, it seemed. Ichigo gasped when she suddenly hugged him tightly. They kissed again, their sweaty bodies rubbing up against each other. Ichigo felt like he was about to catch fire, so hot was his body as his chest pressed against her soft breasts. His body came alive with shivers as she ran her hands up and down his naked back, her fingertips touching all the curves of his strong back. Lost in the feel of his tongue dancing with hers, Ichigo reached down and cupped her ass, fingers digging into her white pants.
They broke the kiss, panting hard into each other's faces while looking at each other, lust burning brightly in each other's eyes. Licking her lips, the horny captain reached down and palmed the massive bulge in Ichigo's pants. She laid her head on his shoulder, smiling teasingly at him while she rubbed his bulge. "Mmmmhh...you're so big..."
She undid the knot to Ichigo's pants and started to tug them off. Ichigo lifted his hips and let his beautiful girlfriend pull off his pants and underwear, leaving him naked before her.
When she saw what Ichigo was packing underneath his pants, Soi-Fon could feel her heart start to flutter. She was too busy cuddling with Ichigo in the hot spring to really see just how big his manhood was. 'Well...at least we know he's not overcompensating for that oversized zanpakuto he had,' she thought to herself, a little intimidated. Ichigo was easily eight inches with a lot of girth. Shaking off her shock, she wrapped her soft hand around his long, veiny shaft and gave him a few teasing strokes. "Well now, aren't you the big boy?" she purred into his ear.
"S-Soi-Fon..." hissed Ichigo, leaning back and sighing when that soft hand of hers continued to stroke him. His hand reached up to cup her breast again while his free hand reached down, his hand running up her thigh before it dipped beneath her pants. Slipping beneath her underwear, Ichigo's hand found a warm wetness greeting him as soon as his fingers found their mark.
"Mmmmhhh..." Soi-Fon shifted her hips, her mind becoming hazy when she felt Ichigo touch her pussy. Her hand stroked him faster while she leaned in for another kiss.
The pair continued standing on their knees, making out while touching each other. Soi-Fon squealed into Ichigo's lips when she felt his warm fingers slip inside her sopping wet entrance, her spine tingling. She ran her thumb over the tip of Ichigo's cock, smearing it with his pre-cum.
The sloppy kiss broke and the two continued to pant and moan while getting each other off. "You're so wet..." Ichigo slurred, finding a woman's pussy to be warmer and tighter than he'd expected.
"I've been wet for you...since the day...Lady Yoruichi introduced us," confessed Soi-Fon, her whole body shaking as Ichigo's fingers touched her sensitive spots. "Oh fuck! That feels good!"
Looking down at Ichigo's throbbing member, seeing it pulse in her hands while she stroked it. Just staring at it made her womanhood ache with need. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Soi-Fon knew that she couldn't wait any longer. Taking her hand off of Ichigo's cock, she reached down and gently pulled his hand out of her pants, giving his soaked fingers a good cleaning with her tongue, tasting herself on his hand. "Mmmmmh!" She looked back up at Ichigo with hungry eyes, shrugging out of her opened top and wrapping her arms around her lover's neck.
She leaned backwards, lying down on the mat with Ichigo back on top of her. Ichigo knew what she wanted and he was more than eager to give it to her. His hands reached for her pants and pulled them off along with her black underwear, revealing the woman in all her splendor before him. Her long, slim legs led up to toned thighs. Instantly Ichigo's gaze focused on her pink pussy, her lips dripping with arousal and crowned by a neatly shaved patch of black hair.
Two hearts pounded as hard as they could. As Soi-Fon spread her legs, Ichigo gripped his thick shaft and aimed his head at her dripping folds. He was unprepared for the wet heat of her muff as his tip pressed against it. He looked up at Soi-Fon who gave him a smile and an assuring nod. Swallowing hard and kissing his virginity goodbye, Ichigo gave a short thrust and sheathed his little sword into Soi-Fon's tight pussy.
When Ichigo filled the horny captain, both Soi-Fon and her lover gave a sharp gasp. The slim woman didn't have a barrier for him to tear through; that'd been torn during a training exercise one day when she was much younger. But her tightness blew Ichigo away while he pushed in and out of her, going slow to let her adjust to his size. Soi-Fon felt the wind get knocked out of her, her pussy being completely claimed as her womanly walls were stretched by his thick, heavy girth. Never had the captain ever felt so full in her life. She looked down and watched Ichigo's cock slide in and out of her, cheeks turning bright pink from the lewdness of the sight.
"You're...so tight!" Ichigo grunted, his entire body feeling like it was alive with electricity. The stunning wet heat suck him in every time he pulled out, only for those tight walls to grip him as he pushed as deep as he could go, bottoming out the woman's honeypot. "Soi-Fon, you feel...so good!"
Turning her head to the side, Soi-Fon threw her arms over her head and let her lover fuck her however he liked. "That's because...you're so big!" Her breathing turned ragged while she felt her insides get filled, her back arching. "Oh fuck!"
Ichigo leaned forward, running his hand up her naked side before he touched her cheek. "Soi-Fon...am I...your first?" he asked, slowing down a little.
"...Yes..." Soi-Fon turned her head to look at him and gave him a smile. "I've...never done this with anyone else. I've only ever loved Yoruichi. Now..." She reached out and touched his cheek in turn. "Now I love someone else."
His heart feeling like it was going to burst with emotion, Ichigo crashed their lips together, pressing her down against the gym mat and started to speed up. "I love you too..." he whispered into her ear.
Soi-Fon's arms and legs wrapped around him, embracing him in a vice that refused to let go. Running a hand through his sweaty hair, Soi-Fon whispered back into his ear something she knew he'd love. "Ichigo. I'm in a Gigai. You know what that means?"
"What?"
Her lips touched his ear and her voice reached peak seduction. "I can't get pregnant in a Gigai. Which means you can come inside me as much as you want."
Suddenly this perfect day just got even better. Kissing Soi-Fon deeply again, Ichigo reared his hips back and he started to fuck her as hard as he could. "Ah! Nghhh! Fuck! Oh fuck!" Soi-Fon's head started to spin as she felt that thick, hard cock rub all her sensitive spots hard and fast. "Yes! Fuck me! I'm...nghhh!"
Ichigo felt those walls tighten around him and felt something warm splash his balls. When Soi-Fon's face twisted with unadulterated glee, he knew the woman had entered an intense climax. Having been a virgin just minutes ago, the young man couldn't handle the tightness of a woman's orgasm. "I'm...Soi-Fon..." His eyes squeezed shut while he grunted, fucking her like a rabbit in heat, knocking the air out of her with each thrust as she felt his tip grind against her cervix.
"Ngh! Cumming!" Ichigo grunted, Soi-Fon holding him tighter just as the pressure inside his loins reached its boiling point. With a loud, lewd groan that echoed throughout the empty dojo, he blew his load into his girlfriend's cunt. The dark-haired captain beneath the teen gave a low moan and pressed her face against his sweaty shoulder while she felt him creampie her pussy, her womb filling with his seed. She'd no doubt that had she not been in a Gigli, Ichigo could easily impregnate her. A cocktail of sexual juices spilled from her cunt as Ichigo pulled out of her, staining the mat beneath them.
A moment of quiet filled the room as the sweaty naked couple basked in the afterglow before Soi-Fon ran a hand up Ichigo's sweaty back and whispered in his ear. "Ichigo, I've two other surprises for you."
"What is it?" Ichigo asked as his mind came back from the fog of pleasure.
"Lady Yoruichi bought me a penthouse suite in town for me to stay in when I come to see you. It's real nice. Even got a big king sized bed." Her lips touched his ear again and seduction oozed with every syllable. "Why don't we go break it in?"
A shiver of delight ran down Ichigo's spine. "I'd like that. But first...let's get dressed and clean up the mat. I'd hate to explain to Sensei why it's covered in sweat and cum."
"Agreed. Besides, this mat is too hard for fucking..."
Two hours later...
Soi-Fon's penthouse
Ichigo had to admit that Yoruichi had outdone herself when she gave Soi-Fon the lavish home. The large penthouse certainly looked expensive, giving a great view of Karakura Town. But Ichigo wasn't looking at the view. He was too busy looking at the hot, naked woman sucking his cock.
Sitting at the edge of the king-sized bed, Ichigo tilted his head back and moaned from the heavenly blowjob Soi-Fon was giving him. The naked captain hummed and moaned from Ichigo's thick taste and smell, her head bobbing up and down. It didn't matter that she couldn't take Ichigo very far since she had no real experience giving head; the feeling was still sublime to Ichigo.
As soon as they cleaned up the mat and put their clothes back on, Soi-Fon and Ichigo hurried to the woman's new home. The door behind them had just closed before they ripped each other's clothes off and continued what they started at the dojo. After taking a very steamy shower, where Soi-Fon cleaned out her creampied cunt only for Ichigo to pump her full of more cum, they took their passionate lovemaking to the bed where Soi-Fon decided to give Ichigo a taste of her mouth.
"Mmmmh!" The rings on the ends of Soi-Fon's braids clinked together while she sucked him off. Before, she would have considered such a lewd, vulgar act something she'd never do. But tonight her switch had been flipped and she wanted to experience every pleasure of the flesh conceivable. Turning her head, she ran her tongue along his veiny shaft while his thick, mushroom-tipped head poked the inside of her cheek. "Phwa!" gasped Soi-Fon as she pulled her mouth away, large strings of saliva dripping down her chin and making her breasts glisten.
When Soi-Fon looked up at Ichigo, he saw pure lust in her gray eyes. Smiling and wiping the spit off her chin, the naked Soi-Fon stood up and and pushed Ichigo down onto his back, pouncing on top of him like a jungle predator attacking her prey. She licked and nibbled on Ichigo's neck, peppering it with love marks before she straddled his waist, lifting her hips and slamming her pussy down onto Ichigo's hard, slickened cock. "Mmmmh! Oh fuck!" She titled her head back and smiled the lewdest of smiles as she started to ride her boyfriend's stallion.
Ichigo lay back, hands gripping his lover's slender waist. He grunted while he felt her tight walls wrap around him with each slide of her pussy. "Soi-Fon..." he panted, watching her breasts jiggle with each bounce.
"Hahh...hahhh...ohhhh..." The bed rocked wildly. Thankfully for the both of them, Yoruichi had taken the liberty of getting them a bed sturdy enough to withstand their serious lovemaking.
Soi-Fon let out a wild yell as she climaxed again but didn't stop bouncing. Never in her entire life had she felt such ecstasy, such passion burning through her veins like lightning. Looking down, she saw Ichigo's face twisting with pleasure and smiled. She took his hands and brought them to her breasts, throwing her head back and moaning with pleasure as he started squeezing them. "Yes! Yes! Oh fuck!"
Ichigo thought he couldn't be more turned on. But hearing Soi-Fon curse and moan like a bitch in heat made his blood run hot. He bucked his hips, matching her bouncing with his thrusts. Soi-Fon responded by rolling her hips, smiling seductively as Ichigo groaned with delight, her tight hole shifting around him. "Mmmmmh!" The captain bit down on her lower lip when she felt Ichigo's thick meatrod grind against every sensitive spot in her pussy.
"S-Soi-Fon!" Ichigo felt sweat drip down his chest as he felt that now familiar pressure in his cock begin to build again. "I'm gonna blow!"
"Inside! Cum inside me, Ichigo!" pleaded Soi-Fon, arching her back. Her hands went to her tits and she fondled them, feeling her own body surging with pleasure.
Arching his back, Ichigo let out a loud groan. Soi-Fon's eyes squeezed shut and she basked in the heat of Ichigo's seed as it flooded her womb, the sensation enough to get her to climax one more time, her juices splashing onto Ichigo's lap and balls.
Exhausted more she'd ever been, Soi-Fon fell forward onto Ichigo's chest, his cock slipping out of her creampied pussy. Panting for breath, she rolled off of him and laid next to him, Ichigo wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close.
Their naked bodies pressed together, both of them feeling hot and sweaty. As soon as Ichigo turned his head he was greeted by Soi-Fon's lips. They embraced while making out in the middle of the bed, hearts pounding while they stared at each other with love and affection. "So..." Ichigo started when they finally parted.
"What?"
"You said you had two surprises for me. What's the other one?"
Laying her head on Ichigo's shoulder, Soi-Fon laid a hand over Ichigo's heart. "I've...decided to make a choice. I know that the Head-Captain might not approve and I might face reprisal but...I don't care. You earned it."
"What is it?"
Taking a deep breath, Soi-Fon looked back up at Ichigo. "I am going to help you get your Soul Reaper powers back."
"What?"
"I know that you're just starting to become accustomed to living without them and I should have told you beforehand what I wanted to do before but...it's not right. It's not right that you had to sacrifice your powers for our war to defeat our enemy. We put all the burden on you and you paid the price for our failings. I...want to fix that."
Ichigo turned his head and gave it some thought. Yes, he had gotten used to being powerless and Soi-Fon really should have talked with him beforehand before she made any decision for him. But part of him missed having the power to protect the people he cared about and now that included Soi-Fon. And having his powers back meant he could go and see Soi-Fon in the Soul Society whenever he wanted. "Okay..." he finally said as he turned back to Soi-Fon.
Touching his cheek, Soi-Fon felt a wave of happiness sweep over her. She'd been dreading the conversation, fearful that Ichigo might not want his powers back now that he didn't have to worry about the responsibility. Breathing a sigh of relief, she snuggled with her lover as he pulled the covers over them.
"So how are you going to get my powers back? Are you going to give me your powers?"
"No, I love you, Ichigo, but we all remember what happened to Rukia Kuchiki when she gave you hers. I don't think either of us want to repeat her execution. No, I'm thinking something else." A shiver ran down her spine as she worked up her nerves to say the words. "I'm going to go to Kisuke Urahara for help."
The words raised an eyebrow from Ichigo. For her to do anything besides strangle the shopkeeper was a surprise. "You sure he'll be able to help?"
"I'll make him. He owes it after all he's put you through. But..." Soi-Fon kissed him and squeezed his hand. "That's for tomorrow. Tonight...I just want to be yours."
"And all I want is to be yours," Ichigo said in turn, kissing her back. Turning out the lights, the couple fell asleep in each other's arms, having come a long way from Yoruichi's awkward introduction...
Meanwhile...
Urahara Shop
"Achoo!"
Tessai, Jinta, Ururu and Yoruichi all poked their heads into Kisuke's workshop. "You okay, Kisuke? You aren't catching a cold, are you?" Yoruichi asked, having left her bedroom that'd been converted into a darkroom so she could keep developing photos she'd taken of Ichigo and Soi-Fon, something that'd become her favorite pastime.
Blowing his nose with a handkerchief, Kisuke shook his head. "No, Soi-Fon's talking about me again. She's going to come ask me to help Ichigo get his powers back after she and Ichigo banged at his karate dojo and that suite you bought her."
All four looked at him flabbergasted before they all voiced the same question.
"HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?!"
The End
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