Just to let you know I've started writing Friends and Siblings again. I'm going to continue the Isshin and Masaki story. I believe I'm going to cut it in two parts, the first being upbeat and the second part will ultimately be the ending I'm a little hesitant in writing, but I want to share the story the way that I intended it.

Back to this story: It was suggested by my buddy N9R that if I wanted to put some of the flashback stories in Life of Peace and Irritation. It is a swell idea, but some of the flashbacks need to be in A light born from Obscurity. But I will put some stories that I want to share, don't worry it won't be stories that if you choose not to read it and get lost and mess of up the flow of the story.

The story begins with the story of Shun Nya, Inspired because I love Greek mythology. Hope you enjoy.

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Unlike Fae mortals who procreate and populate the world of Shun Nya, Immortals, in their infinite time of living forever are only blessed with children from their creator, Amaretsu. It was during a time of peace and plenty that Queen Miku and King Nobaru brought an heir. Amaretsu deemed Sora as the god of Forgiveness and Strength. She reminded the Fae, whether mortal or immortal that they were not alone. Blessing them with the birth of their Prince, who grew up to be kind and humble, the people were so thrilled. All loved Sora.

Since the underworld King, Iki-Ryo was denied Miku for a Queen; his eyes focused on Anatonai who gave her wisdom and knowledge, including fire to mortals. She soon fell in love with the deceptive King, soon gifting the Underworld realm with a child. Mitsuhide determined to Iki-Ryo and Anatonai by She'ol. It was then that the Underworld King found numbers in his demonic army to secure the Realm of Shun Nya.

Two centuries of war, with no end in sight, it was the Queen of Beauty's cunning thinking who initiated a truce. The war ended, leaving an allied Shun Nya with the Underworld realm but the King and their Queen abandoning the Fae mortals, to fend for themselves. Anatonai finding her beloved mortals neglected and treated harshly couldn't stand to be by such an evil man, even a man she had given her heart. Gathering her resolve she disappeared. Distant whispers and rumors of her still helping those who saw the actions of their King and Queen displeasing and forced to rebel or hide.

Prince Sora and Prince Mitsuhide grew and lived during this century of supposed peace, at odds. Sora continued to show kindness while Mitsuhide showed his lust for wanting more. His hate grew for the kind prince not only for his generosity but for Sora possessing strength that surpassed the Underworld Prince, but he refused to fight in a needless battle to prove it. Shun Nya's army followed Sora, mostly in part because they respected the Royal Guard, Fuminori, one of the Immortals created by Amaretsu as the guardian and messenger to the gods. Queen Miku still sought the attention of her Royal Guard, through means of his loyal advice or to satisfy her desires.

Fuminori was deemed traitor and stripped of his title for helping Sora, in speaking with hidden rebels. It seemed that Lord Iki-Ryo received word for this slight against the treaty. To appease the truce, King Noboru, forced Fuminori to drink from the fountain of Lanavi. Draining him of his immortality, but keeping his powers intact. Sora's punishment, to cast aside his birthright as future King, he found no solace in the arms of his parents or his guardsman. In mourning of Fuminori's fate, the Prince prayed to Amaretsu, for a way to stop this rein of corruption. He loved his people having no idea what to do, Sun Nya saw a bleak future, with no longer having a King they deserved.

A few years had passed, announcing the coming of the Queen being blessed once more with a child. His sister Orihime was born, deemed by Amaretsu as the goddess of Love and Hope. Sora loved that little girl and cared for her as if she was his own. Orihime was still a toddler at the age of three when it was proclaimed in order to solidify the union between Shun Nya and the Underworld realm; it was deemed necessary when Princess Orihime became of age; she was arranged to wed Prince Mitsuhide. Sora appalled by this arrangement, entered the courts in anger to find all the Royal Fae and guardsmen.

"I've been standing idly by while you ruin this kingdom with your truce with THEM," he sneered, pointing at Mitushide and Iki-Ryo with disdain written all over his face. "I will not sit by and have my dear sister married to that disgusting, self-indulgent bastard."

The Queen looked at her son, with a look of surprise on her face, "My dear Sora! You have no say in the dealings of this kingdom anymore. You had seen to that when you betrayed the crown to help those mortals; you love so much."

"Mortals that we once cared for, a responsibility given to us by our Sun Goddess who created us, Amaretsu."

There was silence for a moment, and a slow clap echoed throughout the great hall as Mitsuhide raised from his seat to walk up to Sora.

"What angers you so much, brother?"

"Don't call me that, I see you as no brother of mine," Sora reiterated to the Prince who mockingly pouted and began to laugh.

"That hurts but we will become brothers once Orihime is old enough to marry," he grinned seeing Sora's expression turn to rage, a face he had never seen before. "Is that what upsets you, Sora? All that power and you can't stop your sister's future from warming my bed; something your mother enjoys doing?"

Sora used all the power he could muster to hit the Prince dead center into his chest, flinging him back hard into his throne with such force, he was in a daze for a few moments.

"Sora! How dare you?" Lord Iki-Ryo growled, getting ready to muster his army when Sora felt a hard sting on his left arm. He began to feel the effects of delirium as he glanced at his father. King Noboru called his fairy back once he saw the signs of intoxication in his son's demeanor. The King began to strike him until he no longer could move.

"Let it be written; that from here on out, Sora not only cast aside his crown but he is forthwith no longer my son," Noboru spouted while King Iki-Ryo smiled, very pleased with the declaration.

"Guards, carry him out of this kingdom. Let him wander around with his mortals he loves so much," he heard his father's mocking laughter and the others around him as Sora felt his heart begin to break. He looked up to find his mother glance at him while he was carried away, a look of disappointment written on her face as she looked away. Sora was cast out and laid there with the pain of his beatings until the effects from his father's fairy wore off. He walked sluggishly along the forest until he ran into a person he never thought he would have seen again.

"Fuminori?" he cried out as he held his stomach in pain. His lost friend, now known as the King of these mortals, he still looked the same but slightly different as the effects of aging began to show. Still looking to be in his early 20s, now sporting small grays on his hair and beard. He felt the other man's arms help him up as he used his wormhole to bring him to his hidden kingdom.

The people crowded around their newly appointed King, saddened at their once-handsome Prince, beaten until he was unrecognizable. He was cared for by a young girl, no older than fourteen as she smiled sorrowly, taking care of his wounds. Her name was Adaline, with her fiery red hair that was the total opposite of her calm and sweet personality. When he was able to carry a conversation, he told Fuminori his intentions.

"I can't have Orihime subjected to being their puppet Queen while Mitsuhide uses her for some plaything. I will storm the castle and kidnap Orihime and keep her in hiding," he explained as he watched the older man shook his head in disagreement.

"Even if you succeed in this attempt to procure Orihime, it is suicide. Once they find you, they won't hesitate to have you drink from the springs of Lanavi to become mortal."

"Its a risk I'm willing to take," he yelled, holding his chest from the pain as he had exerted too much from anger.

"We can ask the aged woman who keeps herself secluded," the red-headed girl mumbled as Fuminori scoffed.

"That old woman and her false prophecies? I rather listen to the ramblings of a drunken fool, Adaline."

"They are not false!" she angrily shouted as she ran out of the tent. Fuminori shook his head at the young girl's display of ignorance.

"Adaline is a very gullible and prone to believe in wild stories."

Sora nodded and looked at the mortal king curiously, "What type of stories does this Old woman tell her?"

"Orihime would grow to end their reign," he chuckled at the absurdity as he glanced at Sora who looked to be in thought. "You're not seriously contemplating on meeting this woman?"

"Fuminori, I am running out of options. How are you so sure that this woman is false and not touched by the gift of foresight by Amaretsu?"

"She also stated that Adaline would be a mother to Kings' and Queens'. How can a mortal with no royal background, produce such a line? Especially with your mother not stepping down from her throne," he laughed at the ridiculousness of it. Sora understood the man's reasoning for thinking this old woman was a dead end, but he had to try and speak with her. Fuminori saw the dark-haired man's intent on seeing the woman anyways when he sighed and nodded.

"I will tell Adaline to direct you to where this crone lives. Her parents are very loyal and are good people; I trust them with my life."

The next morning, when Sora's wounds felt sufficient enough for him to walk, he followed the small girl to a secluded hut in the middle of nowhere. The sun's rays fell upon the quaint home with no tree to hide its shining splendor.

"I'll wait outside. Your prophecy is for your ears only. You will only tell others what you deem is adequate for them to know," the little girl said as she smiled at the man, pointing to the entrance.

He entered to find a woman with long gray hair. He was expecting an old crone, far from it, with her ageless skin and beautiful face. When she stared directly at him, her eyes were completely white as if blind but smiled at him as if sensing his presence.

"My dear Sora, I've waited for you for such a long time. Amaretsu had to build the shattered road that inevitably leads you to me," she declared to him as he glanced at her in confusion. She beckoned for him to have a seat as he obliged. "I am the prophet, Pythia, prophet to mortals who seek it. My divine prophecies come straight from Amaretsu," she bowed to the young man with a bright smile. Sora could sense that this woman wasn't an ordinary mortal, but one of the Immortals created by the Sun Goddess herself. Embarrassed at not acknowledging this, he bent down in respect. "I apologize Goddess Pythia, that I didn't realize you when I first came in," he bent his head lower as the older woman giggled.

"Oh, my dear sweet Sora, please rise. I should be bowing to you. You are the one to set into motion, great events that are about to unfold. It was you, who asked Amaretsu for help and she has heard your pleas."

Sora whipped the stray tear that was falling down his face, all this time thinking his prayers were unanswered, he finally felt relief, "I am so glad." He smiled but saw the woman's face change from happiness to one of sympathy.

"I'm afraid that the reign of this union between Sun Nya and the Underworld will indeed end but at a cost. How much are you willing to sacrifice for your people or more importantly for your dear sister, Orihime?"

Sora thought about his beautiful sister and bowed his head to the floor further, giving his honest answer, "My people deserve a better King and Queen then the one they have now. I would sacrifice my life if it meant Orihime having a better life then the one she would currently be forced into."

"It may come to that Sora," she added, pausing to glance at him for a moment before changing the subject, "Amaretsu will blind the eyes of those that protect your dear princess so that you can take her. Bring her and yourself back here, along with King Fuminori, and I will tell you the rest. I suggest you go during the time the Sun is at its brightest. Do not fear, for Amaretsu will be with you. You only need to bring yourself."

Sora swallowed back his nervousness as he nodded in understanding. It was almost midday, and he only had an hour, to make it back to the kingdom. He gave his thanks to the goddess of Prophecy as he exited the small home. Adaline was patiently waiting for him as he gave her instructions to bring King Fuminori to this location, further instructing her that he would be back with Princess Orihime. Adaline smiled and without question did what the young Prince bid her do.

Sora made it to the kingdom when the Sun shined on the castle the brightest, holding his breath as he walked past guards that seemed to be frozen or in a trance. He stepped closer to Orihime's room, opening the door to find her bedroom filled with pure light as he looked down to see her brightly smiling up at him. It was like she was waiting for him as he scooped her up, interrupting her playing on the floor. He left the castle not even running into any of the monarchs, letting go of the breath that he was holding, while Orihime giggled. They had escaped. Together.

When he came back to the Goddesses hut, he was greeted by Fuminori with a surprised look. "Thank Amaretsu! I thought we had lost you?" the older man sighed with relief as he hugged his Prince. They entered to find the woman gathering contents in a particular brew as she smiled and walked towards her guests. Her white eyes scanned the small child who smiled back.

"Amaretsu's light shines brightly in her," she told them as Sora agreed and felt relief in that he was doing the right thing. "Fuminori, I need you to bring the Prince and the Princess to a designated area you know as the Human World."

Fuminori nodded and a bit surprised at the woman's knowledge of his interests in that world. When he was Immortal as a Royal Guard, he often visited a place called Greece before it became an unstoppable force. He gave the people the knowledge to build and quite often told them stories about his world. When he visited over the years, watching their vast progression, he often laughed at how these human's imagination gave his story a different spin throughout the years. Queen Miku, became Aphrodite as Lord Iki-Ryo, Hades. They, of course, added new gods and saw that massive statue of Zeus whom they worshipped. He often visited other countries finding their stories so similar to their world, but the names or the stories were embellished or changed to fit their culture. During his travels, he found other Fae had settled in different areas and remained.

" I am aware of this world, Pythia. I understand that they can't stay in Shun Nya but to remain among humans?" he was fascinated with these humans, but he also knew of their blatant corruption and felt it was no place for either of them.

"I understand your concern. Human hearts can be so fickle, and their actions are often erroneous in their ways, there is also that flicker of abounding love in their hearts and selflessness that you can't deny in them."

Fuminori shook his head, remembering those who bravely fought corrupt Kings or struggled to keep those they held dear to their hearts, in protecting them from harm. "If it's the will of Amaretsu, I won't hesitate to do my duty."

"Even if it means the death of your Prince?" she explained to him as his eyes widen at the young man beside him who avoided his stare. He had no words to answer the seer, Sora was more like a son to him, and he wasn't sure if he could willfully bring him to a place that would be his end. The goddess sensed the man's hesitation as she held out two vials. "These vials contain waters from Lanavi that you are familiar with Fuminori," the bearded man nodded, drinking the similar waters of gifting him of mortality. "They will live among humans because within these vials also contain a special concoction that will wipe their recollections of this world and insert new ones. Some of them I'm afraid will contain horrible memories, so they won't feel the need to search for their past. Orihime's powers are too great; I need to store them until the time is right to give them back to her." She pulled out two beautiful turquoise hairpins she held to the child's head. They watched as her powers transferred into the flower shaped hairpins. "Your powers will remain dormant Sora as you live your life as a mortal, you will live many years with Orihime. Protecting her and watching her grow, but the day she receives these hairpins will be the day she will lose you."

Sora heart was afflicted with despair, watching his sisters face smile and grab his features with her small chubby fingers. Her face suddenly became saddened when she watched as her brother began to cry.

"Will she be alone?" he asked as he could hear the crack in his voice.

"Only for a short time, but I have seen her future, and it is bright and filled with love and happiness. She will have many friends who will be willing to fight and even die for her. Her soulmate who is just as powerful is waiting for her in the other world, and his love will be just as strong if not stronger than the love that beats within your heart."

Sora felt a sense of relief in knowing that he would have somewhat of a peaceful life with Orihime before the fate that awaited him. He also felt a pang of jealousy knowing another would love her as much as he did. He couldn't help but whip the tears that were cascading down his face in anger, "How can his love be as strong as mine? I'm willing to sacrifice everything for her happiness," he seethed through gritted teeth as he paused in realizing how his words held so much contempt for his sister's future lover. He felt ashamed for feeling this way as he watched his sister's worried expression.

"Sowa?" Orihime said with a pout as her little hands grasped his neck in a hug.

"I understand your frustration, my dear Sora. Let me ease your mind," the goddess said as she placed her head forward onto his. Suddenly glimpses of moments flooded his mind, in a kaleidoscope of visions.

Glimpses of a young boy with orange hair wearing a mask, his pupils black and irises yellow, battered and bruised from a fight. Trying to keep his fatigue body from falling as he faced his enemy. He looked up to see the sun shining upon an auburn-haired girl as she cried, concern etched on her beautiful features.

Several more images of him fighting, to the point of being brutally beaten in a place covered by sand. His hands were outstretched, reaching out to the auburn-haired girl in desperation to save her. His arm broken, screams of agony coming from the young man from the pain inflicted upon him. Anxiety, evidently shown in his eyes.

An image of the same boy with a tail wrapped around his neck as a hole is blasted through his chest while his eyes become lifeless. His corpse falls, and a tortured scream rings in the distance.

He watches the auburn-haired girl smile up at the orange haired boy as she hands him a decorated treat with flushed features. Are they both conflicted with each other's feelings?

He watches the young man comforting the auburn-haired young woman who is crying from being upset. Sora is unsure of what is causing the girl's distress. But her smile appears through a tear-stricken face as the couple both passionately kiss. Is this lust?

The man suddenly is shown to be older with a bright smile as he kisses an auburn-haired girl in a white dress, holding beautiful flowers. Auburn eyes, possessing a tenderness for this woman in front of him. Is this love?

Orange haired man is holding a boy in his hands with the same hair coloring as he leans to kiss a beautiful woman with an auburn-haired baby girl in her arms, recently birthed newborn. This woman looks so familiar with her auburn hair and bright eyes as she cries tears of joy.

The same bright eyes that the young orange haired boy that was held.

Before the images faded, the couple stares and hold each other, laying in bed with only a blanket to cover their nakedness. The orange haired man gently kisses the auburn-haired woman's head and whispers, "I love you, Orihime."

Sora quickly opens his eyes to stare at the goddess who only gives him a knowing smile. He stares down at sister, held in his arms in disbelief.

"I only show you these images, to convince you, not to doubt his love for your sister. You won't be able to remember them once you make it to the human world and drink from the vials." He nodded in understanding as she gave the vials to Sora and bid them good luck.

Fuminori received instructions from the goddess on the location they needed to be and a person they needed to find to help them further. Many Fae were spread out in parts of the human world; some had stumbled in just like Fuminori had, but decided to stay instead of returning to Shun Nya. Bringing diamonds and gold, they met a man who helped Fae integrate into this world with new identities. When they used the valuable assets, they brought with them, turning it into green lightweight material the humans called 'cash.' Fuminori noticed the world wasn't void of war, but the area Japan they were to live, held some peace within the island. When Fuminori finally settled, his Prince felt it was ready to drink the vials. Fuminori left into a wormhole once he noticed his prince held that blank stare, looking at him as if he was a stranger.

Sora felt a bit of strain in his head as he felt his mind filled with memories of a past, of a broken family, a drunken, abusive father, a prostitute for a mother that he had to run away from to save his sister.

He glanced around the new apartment he was able to acquire in Karakura Town after finally landing a job at a factory. It wasn't the best job, but he needed something so he could keep this apartment and go to night classes to further his knowledge of computers. The older lady next door was kind enough to watch Orihime when he was out. The woman didn't ask for cash just wanted company or certain things in her apartment to be fixed, which Sora didn't mind doing. He couldn't complain when it would have cost a pretty penny to find childcare with his mediocre paycheck. He was able to acquire his Masters and get a job at a prestigious company.

While his sister grew to become beautiful with each day, understanding that he was glad he made the correct decision to leave his abusive parents and that terrible environment. The siblings did everything together as he spoiled his sister with attention and love. On occasion when he had enough money, he would splurge on giving her certain items she wanted. He knew she didn't ask for them, merely because of their low funds.

His little sister not only a beautiful girl but also very intelligent with a kind heart. His sister never gave him trouble, always did her chores, completed her homework, and still managed to provide him with a beautiful smile whenever he came home. It was one day when he came back from work to find that her beautiful hair that he repeatedly expressed he loved was cut short. Her mood seemed odd, but he pegged it for her growing up (his co-workers with children would say) since she stated that she was perfectly fine.

After work, he walked among the small shops as an older woman who looked blind was beckoning him to come to see her wares. He noticed the sign was jewelry made from those who were disabled, and all proceeds would go to their foundation.

"Please give to our charity and receive something in return."

"Thanks but I don't need anything in return. Here you go ma'am," Sora stated, handing her his donation.

"You are too kind but please," she told him pulling out a beautiful turquoise hairpin," accept this gift for your humble gratitude. Give it to a loved one."

Sora looked at the beautiful hairpins and couldn't help but feel that his donation of twenty dollars was not a sufficient amount for something so beautiful. The woman denied any more money as Sora went home, grinning to himself and thought how much Orihime is going to love these hairpins.

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Orihime stared out of the window of the Kuchiki manor as everyone seemed to ready themselves to enter the Dangai that would inevitably bring them to Hueco Mundo. Caressing the hairpins that grasped the collar of her shirt. After Fuminori explained his story, he again expressed that he was needed elsewhere and apologized for leaving. Everyone seemed to understand his need to go as he glanced over to his son, Daichi. The young classmate of her daughter quietly walked away, expressing no concern about his father's departure. They could sense the older man's hesitant smile as he bid them all good luck before he opened a wormhole and departed.

Orihime had abandoned the room at that moment to be alone and process everything she heard. A knock at the door broke her out of her thoughts as she silently asked for them to enter, swiftly whipping the stray tears from her cheeks.

Ichigo entered with a worried expression while he slowly closed the door. Neither of them said anything as he moved closer and sat beside her. When she turned to look into his eyes, she couldn't hold the damn of tears that began to fall again. Ichigo held his wife while she cried into his chest as he stroked her back. They remained like that for a while, until her cries began to subside as she started to talk.

"It's like re-opening an old wound," she told him as he continued stroking her while he hummed in understanding. She glanced up at him as he stared at her, "Receiving a new version of a story from the one you knew all your life; it feels like I lost him all over again."

"It may not be the same thing, but I know what you mean," he told her as she realized what her husband meant when his father revealed the exact reason of his mother's death. All those years believing it was his fault, thinking he brought his mother into a dangerous situation she couldn't handle. When it was Yhwach robbing her of her 'impure' powers, that caused his mother's demise, Orihime hugged her husband tightly while feeling his strong arms held her close.

"I believe Urahara is almost done with the gate to Hueco Mundo. If you need more time, we-"

"NO!" she let go of her hold to whip her tears, "We can't stay here any longer not when we still have to help our baby."

"He's not a baby, Orihime," he said rising, helping her rise as well. She glared at him as she scrunched her lips and he couldn't help but find it amusing. He lifted her chin to kiss her, causing her to smile lightly.

"I wonder what images the Goddess Paitha showed Sora?" she admitted, looking at her husband's eyes hesitantly.

"I have first-hand experience on what those images were," he grinned at her but then changed to sternly look at her, "I'm so glad you're in my life." Her heart swelled with love for him at his confession as if he was professing his love for her for the first time.

"I always knew, you were destined for me," she rose on her tippy toes to give him a passionate kiss and then proceeded to leave the room. Ichigo couldn't help but smile. Even without the revelation, he knew Orihime was unique to him. It's a shame, it was at the cost of her brother sacrificing his life to bring her to this world, but he couldn't imagine his life without Orihime in it. Was he selfish?

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Hideyoshi sat in the gardens of the Kuchiki manor in silence as he concentrated on calming his inner demons. His emotional turmoil was causing him to lose focus, with his conflict regarding Aizen's confession and Ichika hating him. Maybe it was for the best; he always pushed her away because he was protecting her from a man like him. Now that she was keeping her distance he felt hollow inside.

"YoooHoo!" he heard the familiar voice of the blonde beauty, as he cracked an eye open, finding her hopping the bamboo fences that surrounded the manor, a bit off balance. She carried a sake bottle in hand as she skipped towards him. He instantly closed his eyes, seeing if ignoring her would get her to bother someone else. It was silent for a moment, but he still felt her presence. He sighed and opened his eyes, to find her drinking from the small cup she poured for herself as she watched him.

"I still don't understand why you insist on pouring sake in a small cup if you're going to drink the whole thing," he said with an annoyed tone.

She eyed him and smiled as she poured another cup, "It's very unladylike to drink straight from the bottle, plus I like to share," she said as she pushed the recently poured cup towards him. He glanced down at the cup and shook his head.

"No, thanks!"

She giggled at his response. "I can't get over the fact that you're not mute anymore and I don't have to figure out your hand gestures," she told him as she grabbed his hands to glanced at them. "Although, it was nice to see you express with your hands, made a girl think if he could express so thoroughly with his hands what else could he do with them?"

She laughed.

Hideyoshi began to blush and glance away to shake his head, "Aren't you also going with us to Hueco Mundo?" Changing the subject, to stir her into leaving, prompting her to get ready.

"Mhmm, perks of my Captain volunteering to go," she winked.

"and your drunk?"

"Nope, don't have enough sake in me. Your voice is strangely sexy too."

"Would you stop Vice Captain Matsumoto!" he yelled, closing his eyes once more to ignore her as she continued to giggle at his uncomfortableness.

It was silent once more as Hideyoshi try to meditate while Rangiku sat patiently eyeing him. They both heard a noise sounding like someone hitting the side of a wall, and ranting.

"He gets to stick his dick in my mother and leave, and I'm supposed to be okay with it. Fuck him and fuck everyone else, like I give a fuck if people think I'm some asshole," then a big hit again. Rangiku and Hideyoshi, finally saw the culprit as Daichi rounded the corner and instantly stopped, embarrassed that he was not entirely alone. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before he saw the pretty older blonde beckoned for him to join them. He sat beside them as he glanced over to the dark-haired man whom he hadn't been properly introduced to.

"Hideyoshi," he reached his hand out to shake the blonde as he nodded.

"Daichi Oda!"

"So that was a mouth full of naughty words and things I'm interested in wanting the full story to."

Daichi glanced at the bottle as he hesitated for a moment and grabbed the undrunken cup in front of Hideyoshi, drank his fill as he divulged everything that Fuminori explained a few moments ago.

"Orihime descended from a Sex Goddess?" the blonde giggled as Hideyoshi shook his head.

"Out of everything he said, that's what's the most interesting?" the dark-haired boy conveyed as he sighed.

"Of course it's the most interesting. I always knew Orihime was special."

She glanced at the two boys beside her as she drank from her cup, "Shouldn't you be interested that you possess these God-given sex talents, Hideyoshi? You see, I always knew you were an expert with your hands?" she chuckled when he became extremely red. "Has a certain red-headed girl felt those talented hands?"

"It's none of your business, Vice Captain Matsumoto," he angrily voiced.

"It's Rangiku, I've expressed to you repeatedly to call me that. Are you upset that she's mad? Don't worry she'll soon get over it. All she needs is to be bent over and, Rukia!... MY... what a pleasant surprise, and weather, we're having."

Rukia silently sat between Hideyoshi and Daichi as she faced Rangiku.

"C...Captain Kuchiki," Hideyoshi bowed nervously as his reddened face had not gone unnoticed to the violet eyes of the petite Captain.

"Please stop with the formalities, Hideyoshi. Right now it's uncertain what to address you, being that you are now previously 3rd seat to 6th Squad and previous 3rd seat of 5th," she specified as the black-haired man nodded in understanding.

"Of course, Kuchiki...Ummm Abarai?"

"Rukia," she flatly said as he nodded again. "So what were you talking about before I interrupted?"

Everyone fell silent as they glanced at each other before Daichi volunteered to answer.

"How best to subdue your daughter's fiery temper," he said causing Rukia to glance in Rangiku's direction.

"Interesting, I'm sure Rangiku had an answer for that?"

Her question caused the blonde female to nervously giggle as the youngest of the group grinned at her agitated state.

"Yep, we were getting to the best part. Something about bending Ichika over and..."

"Daichi! I'm sure that's not what I said," she smiled at him as he only grinned.

"I'm pretty sure that exactly how you worded it."

"Fine!" she raised her arms in surrender, "Your daughter sometimes needs a good spanking Rukia. There, I said it."

"Spanking? Like when a child is bad spanking or when a 'naughty girl' needs one? "

"For the love of- Daichi would you please ...," she paused to look at the eldest man in the area, with pleading eyes. "Hideyoshi, make him mute for the rest of the day, please," Rangiku begged.

"NO!" Hideyoshi protested when Rangiku pointed to his sword. Daichi glanced at the dark-haired man questioningly.

"Wait! What are your powers exactly?"

"I..I can cause others to see their happiness and fears in reality and...," he hesitated.

"And?" Daichi asked.

"and I can manipulate the person's body to do whatever I say."

Daichi eyes widen, and then he began to laugh hysterically as the others looked at him.

"Holy Fuck! Not only do you have these remarkable Shinigami abilities but with your Fae sexual abilities your like a walking BDSM god."

"BDSM?" Hideyoshi curiously asked.

"I think that's enough from you, Daichi," Rukia stated, knowing what that was, from the books she happened to read in the human world. "Hideyoshi, I wanted to speak to you. Its the reason why I was out here specifically, but if we could talk in private. Please follow me."

"Yes, Ab...I mean Rukia," he bowed to the two blondes who eyed the pair that were leaving curiously.

"The things I would do with his powers," Daichi chuckled, "on second thought..maybe that's why it belongs in his hands than mine. I'd abuse my power."

"I agree...Firstly, what would a boy like you know what to do with those powers in the first place?" she chuckled as he eyed her, "I hope I didn't hurt your feelings?"

He shook his head, "No, just a little disappointed."

"Why? Not used to being turned down by a woman?

"You sound like most of the older women that I first meet."

"Old...Older?" Rangiku felt a bit frazzled being called old by this young pup.

"I hope I didn't hurt your feelings?" he asked her mischievously as she shook her head and began to ignore him. Hating her own words used against her. "I'm not bothered by the age, in fact, I find you to be the sexiest woman I ever had the chance to gaze upon, and I've seen my share of women, young and old."

"Okay, I get it," she snapped as she snatched the cup from his hand to pour herself a drink.

"I prefer an older woman," he whispered as Rangiku felt a shiver run down her spine.

"Well, I prefer men," she stated matter of fact, "Come see me in a few years when you no longer have any daddy issues."

"Ouch!" he chuckled. The older blonde could see a hint of the hurt he tried to hide and instantly felt regret.

"I'm sorry, that rude of me," she felt a bit guilty.

"No, I'm a big boy, and I do have daddy issues, but I don't let that affect me in handling a woman," he stated as she rolled her eyes.

"So these so-called women you've handled. Where are they now?"

"Well... pleasing women is not the problem."

"What is the problem then?"

"I get bored, and they tend to want more from me, and I could care less."

"So you're an asshole boyfriend?"

"Pretty much ..." he leaned closer to her as she flustered while he was inches from her lips," and you're an 'old' tease," he grinned before he snatched the cup and bottle from her.

"You son of a bitch," she hollered as she got up and angrily left him alone.

"That's pretty rude of you to call my mother such a vulgar name," he laughed as he put the bottle down and sighed. He knew he shouldn't piss away, but that was his defense in handling things. He angry at meeting his biological father and that his mother lied by keeping such a secret.

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Rukia looked behind her to find that Hideyoshi was still following her as she made it into one of the many rooms in the Manor that was empty. She slides the door open and closed, once he was inside as the smaller woman walked up to his tall form.

"The reason I asked to speak to you plainly; What are your intentions towards my daughter?" she bluntly asked as her violet eyes stared hard at the taller man, causing him to grow weak in the knees.

"I..It was not my intention to hurt her.."

"But she is hurting...Now! What are you planning on doing about it?"

Hideyoshi stared at the petite woman and could only look down at the floor.

"All I can do is apologize. Honestly, I think your daughter deserves better than someone like me."

"Don't act like your unworthy of being with my daughter, Hideyoshi. You're smarter than most Shinigami, exceptionally strong, and kind. Renji and I lost many years because he felt he was unworthy. Don't make the same mistake," the older woman smiled at him as she held one of his hands, giving it a light squeeze.

"You say that now, but if you knew what I did-"

"It's in the past, Hideyoshi!"

"Doesn't change the fact that I'm still dangerous," he grumbled out as she continued to stare at him. Rukia sighed, noticing that arguing wasn't going to get her point across.

"I want to ask you a question, would you indulge me?"

He nodded afraid of her question as she sat at a table gesturing for him to do the same. "Renji had expressed that the adoptive parents you stayed with never had a family surname. Why was that?"

"Father and ... mother were simple people, who wanted to live by themselves. They believed that if they both died and came to Soul Society together with no knowledge of their surname, why acquire one? They had this feeling they were both husband and wife in their past life and knowledge of their original names for each other. They were each other's family and had no need for a surname but each other."

"That sounds beautiful," she smiled as she saw a flash of anger cross the young man's features.

"They were beautiful and kind people. Who should have just left me to die in that river."

"But they didn't. I know you don't want to explain the details of what happened to your mother. Maybe someday you will, but for now, do not dwell in past mistakes it will ruin your focus and get you killed. We need your strength in this upcoming war. Understood?"

"Yes...Rukia," he nodded in understanding. She felt a bit guilty for using her authoritative voice in asking him to put aside his issues.

"Good! Please gather your things, in an hour we leave to Hueco Mundo."

"Of course!" he bowed and made to leave.

"Hideyoshi!" she shouted, preventing him from walking any further as he turned with a questioning look.

"Yes, Rukia?"

"Maybe you could use your mother's surname, Amusan? That sounds nice, Hideyoshi Amusan."

"or Hideyoshi Aizen," he mouthed in a bitter tone as he chuckled at his joke. Rukia didn't find it funny as he stopped. She saw the sadness in his eyes as he nodded, "It's something to think about, in regards to Amusan."

"Did you ever want to have a surname in the past?"

"Yes," he sighed as he turned. He felt the Captain's small hands stop him from going.

"Wait! You can't just answer and not tell me," she laughed but stopped when she saw a tormented look in his eyes.

"All I can tell you it's a name I worked hard to try to ask permission to acquire. A name I looked up to for so many years. Now it seems like an impossible feat to obtain, especially due to circumstances. Plus, a person like me would only taint it."

"I don't believe that's true and if you asked Renji-"

"I'm sorry Rukia, but I need to gather my things," he interrupted as he angrily left the room.

"Why am I surrounded by stubborn men?" she huffed in irritation as she left to ready herself for Hueco Mundo, as well.

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I've always felt Ichihime were destined to be together. I'm not sure how I feel about Orihime being revealed to be a Fullbringer. I guessed she was, but I don't know I didn't understand Kubo's secrecy and just not divulging that she was a fullbringer in the FULLBRING ARC? Oh well, I'm not changing my story -_-. She's a goddess in my eyes, FINAL. =P

Next chapter should be in regards to Hueco Mundo a little bit of the human world in the beginning. To let you know who from the Human world is fighting alongside Ichigo and Company. Of course, Ishida and Chad. I will never leave them out of the fight.

I love writing Daichi; I love writing blunt characters. He's going to Hueco Mundo because I need a direct person to contend with a very straightforward Grimmjow. I'm so going to enjoy writing it. = )