I just noticed that when I was describing Sora and Orihime in King Fuminori's past of Shun Nya. Princess Koemi describes them as Sora being the Immortal of Forgiveness and Strength and Orihime as Love and Hope. I totally put something else in chapter 10. So I corrected it.

Now I haven't been up to date with the novels, and I apologize if it strays away a bit from canon regarding which Arrancar is with Soul Society or still in Hueco Mundo. I'm thinking of introducing a Sternritter, but I'm not sure yet, maybe in upcoming chapters? Not sure who's still alive. LMAO SORRY. I hope you enjoy this chapter and let me know what you think?

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Miku covered her naked bodice with her silk robe as she sat at the edge of the bed. Before she could sit up from her spot, she felt the light touch of fingers skimming across her back as she chuckled.

"I thought you'd be sleeping?" she turned when she felt the bed stir as Mitsuhide glanced at her with a charming grin.

"Stay," he confided as he kissed her bare shoulder before she covered it up and began to stand. She turned to look at him in silence as she straightened her long, auburn curls and fixed her robe. "King Noboru can be alone for one night."

"I'm flattered that you enjoy my company, Prince Mitsuhide, but he is my husband and King. I miss him," she flatly said as he gritted his teeth in annoyance. He stood to stand beside her as he wrapped his arms around her, placing kisses onto her neck.

"I can help you forget," he continued his ministrations as she giggled.

"I doubt that," she watched him glance at her in irritation when they heard a loud knock at the door.

"Enter," he growled out, glancing at the Queen of Shun Nya as she stared back unfazed.

Lord Iki-Ryo entered to find his son in the process of putting on pants with an upset expression.

"Lord Iki-Ryo, Good evening," Miku bowed as she batted her eyes, "I was just about to leave, I'll leave you to be alone with your son," she said, smiling as she proceeded to leave the room. He stood there with his fists tightened as he glanced at his son, who sat down while drinking wine from his cup.

"What is it, father?" his son's tone sounding annoyed, possibly something that transpired before he entered the room.

"I came to speak to you on our strategy against our enemies and rebels among the Fae mortals, but I see you've already discussed things with our Queen?" He watched his son sip his cup as he leaned back with a grin.

"Discussing? I don't believe that is the exact word for what we were doing."

"I'm no fool, and you shouldn't be either. Rewarding Miku by failing to acquire your future Queen is idiotic on your part. Clearly. You're more interested in getting your dick wet then dealing with our current situation," he sneered at his son who continued to glance at him with a calm expression.

"Your impatience and lack of faith in me are starting to annoy me, Father. The situation with our enemies will be handled, in due time. As far as our current Queen goes, I trust her even less, but why would I ruin such a good thing between us? She'll eventually fall in line just like everyone one else in this damn realm," he spat out, bringing his cup up for a drink, then placing it beside him. He walked closer to his father, placing his hand over his shoulder. "Just be patient, Father." He watched his father's anger falter as he sighed and nodded his head.

"Of course, I want what's best for you," he smiled, patting his son's shoulder as he made to leave his room.

"Oh! One more thing, Father!" his son voiced, Lord Iki-Ryo turned towards his son's direction. The older man found himself rammed against the wall, watching his son's eyes filled with rage fixed on him as he felt hands constrict around his throat. "Question my ways or deem them idiotic again, I'll make sure you spend your immortal life in a place that only pain would be your only source of comfort. Jealousy doesn't look good on you, Father. I understand your feelings for Miku. I can't fault you; she feels, and tastes exquisite."

Mitsuhide began to laugh, seeing his father grit his teeth and push his son away from him. "I apologize, I forgot you never had that opportunity, such a shame."

"I could care less about that conniving woman," he growled out, rubbing his neck as he stared at his son's amused face.

"Are we lying to ourselves now?" he chuckled before he continued, pouring two glasses of wine and handing the other to him," When we acquire Orihime and her daughter, I'm sure we can share."

His father glanced at his cup after drinking, feeling the wine ease the soreness of his throat as he coughed. "Orihime... I want Orihime."

Mitsuhide nodded as he took his father's empty cup, "Of course, but after I sampled her." His father mulled it over and agreed with shaking his son's hand. He watched his father's figure leave his room as his smile faded from his face.

His father was useful, but slowly, the older man was starting to grate on his nerves. 'I'll let him believe he can have her for now,' he grinned as he drank more of his wine. He took the necklace on the table, growling at the picture of the man who claimed his betrothed, then his eyes shifted to their daughter.

"It'll be fun playing with you, and maybe I can get over the fact that you have some aspects of this man called Ichigo, or not. I guess we'll have to find out," he laughed at his joke as he leaned back in his chair. To be so close to acquiring everything felt exhilarating, he just needed to deal with that foolish King Fiminori. He didn't need to obtain Princess Koemi when he had Miku, Orihime, and Miume. He couldn't stomach being denied what he wanted. No, he'll deal with killing every last rebel and have that foolish mortal king watch while he had his daughter.

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Miku walked into her husband's quarters, finding him drunkenly sprawled on his bed with three other young females. They were all asleep as she walked closer to the bed. She lightly touched her husband's nose while he opened an eye to peek at his wife while smiling.

"Missed me?" she asked while he sat up, pushing one of the girl's leg off his lap.

"Terribly," the handsome bearded man chuckled leaning closer to his Queen, taking her lips in his. They both came up for air when he looked around the bed. "Leave us," he growled out as the girls slowly reacted to his words by getting up and leaving their King and Queen.

"Awww, they could've helped," she purred as she felt his kisses and tongue all over her neck and breasts.

"Possibly, but I want to focus on you," he placed her down on the bed as she giggled. She felt his hands explore her as he widened her legs and stroked her inner thighs. "So what did our Prince want?"

"Mmmm... the usual, and wanting me to stay, poor thing," she moaned, feeling his hands glide over her sex.

"Why didn't you?" he asked, raising her robe to peer at her already drenched opening. He looked up to find her smile widen as he leaned closer between her legs.

"Because I'm a reckless fool and in love with a drunken one," she fingered his beard, watching him grin at her.

"Does this drunken fool have a name?" he blew on her opening as she laughed.

"Would you just shut up and...oh...mmm, No...bo...ruuuu," He smiled at causing his wife to moan in the middle of yelling at him. He focused on using his tongue to pleasure her clit while she grabbed his tousled black hair.

"Do ...you believe the ...humans will comply?" he asked her between swirling his tongue around her folds.

"No...mmm they'll fight ...and fight hard. Oh, my King," she squirmed as she pulled his hair. "We'll deal with them. Yes, right there."

He entered his fingers into her wanting hole, nipping and sucking at her nub. "Was any of them ... strong?"

"Mmmm yes, one, in particular, I felt ..." she pulled him up gently as he complied. She kissed his lips, tasting herself as she reached for his hardened length. "I felt his strength," he heard his wife giggle as he pulled his fingers out of her. Finding his appendages drenched while licking them clean.

"Who is ...he?" he said, positioning his erection between her legs as he entered her. Miku's eyes rolled back as she bit her lower lip.

"Is...Isshin Kurosaki, the father of Ichi...go," she whimpered as her husband thrust more rapidly into his wife's pussy. The only sounds heard were the sloppy, sucking noises of their lovemaking. His desire ached, watching his wife writhe in need under him.

"You want him?" he asked her kissing her lips.

"Yes," she said breathlessly. "I don't think he'll play... with the both of us," she confided, watching her husband's look of disappointment. "I'm sure... there'll be someone... you can play with, you shall come with me next time."

She felt his length move in deeper as she couldn't control her orgasm as she scratched his back while yelling. He pulled out, only to give a chaste kiss onto her lips, "I will." He smiled, moving lower, tasting her sensitive clit again as she cried out.

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Yumiko stared at her mother's back as she walked through the Dangai that lead to Soul Society with the rest of the spiritually aware groups. Some of the Quincy was a bit hesitant going to their former rival's realm, but when the awareness of the dangers of the threats of these Immortal Fae posed, none complained further. It was also logical, being that almost all of the Shinigami who were to protect those in the human world were asked to protect Soul Society since most of their active Captains were to join the fight with Ichigo.

Yumiko looked behind her to find her father's eyes looking in her direction before she glanced forward. She was still slightly upset with him but not as upset as her mother, who grasped her hand as if she was a child. Another time she would have asked her mother to let go and not embarrass her, but she felt it was the wrong time to cross her when she was this upset.

They made it through the dark caves of the Dangai into the opening of Soul Society. She only visited this spiritual world a handful of times, even though Shinigami and Quincies were no longer enemies. There were still those deep wounds that Quincies were still struggling to forgive, her parents being one of them. She didn't blame them. Most of the young Quincy generations never had to endure the hostility of the Shinigami; most of them just saw them as boogymen their parent's used to tell them about. As others, like herself, saw them as family.

Most of the Quincy families were greeted and made comfortable, directing them to their temporary homes until this war was over. All the Shinigami Clans opened their homes, including Shiba. She found her friends lodged in the Kuchiki manor as her mother let go of her so she could greet her friends.

Miume darted towards Yumiko's direction as she held her tightly.

"I missed you so much, Yumiko!"

"It's just been a day, Miume. We just said goodbye, just yesterday," she chuckled. She looked over the auburn-haired girl's shoulder to see Tatsunari standing there waiting for his turn. Yumiko felt the tears start to well up, finally seeing him alive and in her presence, brought back the terrible memories.

"Hey, Yumiko!" the spiky-haired boy timidly waved as he watched his girlfriend step aside. The dark-haired Quincy stood in her position as she silently cried. He walked up to her and lifted her small stature into a big hug as she wrapped her arms around him.

"Thank you!" she whispered as he tensed a bit," I was falling and you-"

"It was nothing," he squeezed her tighter. He heard from Miume of her injuries that she had sustained in the fight and was glad Orihime was able to heal her in time. He found that he usually had something witty to say, but found himself speechless as he held her.

"We keep hugging like this, Miume is gonna get jealous," she jested through tears as he chuckled. He found her comment had eased the tension in their current reunion.

"Miume doesn't mind. In fact. Just the other day she said if you ever wanted to cop a feel, she'd understand. Just like if you two decided to kiss each other. I'd be so okay with that," he said with a grin as Yumiko couldn't help but laugh.

"You're such an idiot," she said as he set her down. She looked up to give a relieved look, "I'm glad you're okay."

"Of course, I am. I'm the comic relief in this adventure," Tatsunari proudly voiced, receiving an eye roll from both girls.

"Doesn't the comic relief usually die towards the end of the movie?" Daichi came alongside them, interrupting the trio.

Tatsunari glared at the arrogant blonde.

"Not before the smug asshole. I'm pretty sure he's picked off first."

"Are we talking about the tropes in scary movies?" Jacinto interjected happily, taking a moment from his evident fascination with this unknown realm. "I think it's the 'Don't be a Jerk' trope you're referring to Tatsunari."

Jacinto blushed a bit as they all stared at him as he waved hello before he continued, "It's sort of my secret hobby," he rubbed the back of his head as he chuckled nervously. "If we were going by that logic, then I'd go first being that I'm of darker complexion. Tokenism Trope."

"That is so racist," Miume furrowed her brows as she shook her head at the stupidity.

"It is. But it is a trope," Jacinto shrugged. "There's a movie that sort of pokes fun of it which I enjoyed. Cabin in the Woods."

"That movie was awesome," Tatsunari claimed.

"Yeah. It's something I didn't expect. The movie has the nerd, the final girl, the ..Ummm whore, the lovable jock, and the stoner/comic relief."

"You see that Daichi! You fit two categories. You're the lovable jerk and the whore."

"Hey, I don't mind being the Chris Hemsworth in this group. I guess that makes you the final girl?" the blonde grinned at Miume who glared at him.

"If anyone is going to be the final girl, it's me. Michael Myers has nothing on Tatsunari Asano."

"If anyone is the final girls, it's Miume and me," stated Yumiko nonchalant. "According to the laws of these stupid tropes you three-, " she pointed to Jacinto, Tatsunari, and Daichi, "are screwed."

"I guess you're right with being, smart, pretty, and what was that other trope-," Daichi walked a little closer, making her blush. "Ah yes... the virginal trope."

"I don't see that as a bad thing," Miume posed, with her arms crossed.

"Being that the monster we are currently dealing with has a hard-on for virgins. The rules sort of change, don't they? I can help you girls-" Daichi paused, feeling a hand wrap around his shoulder. He glanced to find furious features of the Substitute Shinigami.

"You ever heard of the 'Knight Templar parent' trope?"

Daichi swallowed the lump that was forming in his throat before he shook his head, "Sort of."

"Jacinto, do you know?" Ichigo asked his best friend's child, still staring at the blonde he was still holding.

"A Knight Templar Parent commits all sorts of illegal or immoral deeds in the name of a cause; equally questionable things to ensure his or her child's safety," Jacinto nervously said. The brown-skinned boy was not the one being threatened, but the deathly glare from the older man was creeping him out.

"Now you understand, Daichi. Miume or Yumiko don't need help from you regarding this fucker, Mitushide. Because I will be dealing with him, this also goes for you too, Tatsu."

"Kurosaki-san, thank you, but I don't believe Mitushide cares that I'm a virgin."

"Tatsu, I meant..." he let go of Daichi to massage the bridge of his nose, "Nevermind! Miume, we're leaving, join your mother and me." Ichigo lifted his hand to his daughter, who grabbed it and left the group.

"You knew he was threatening you, Tatsu. Great way to change the subject," Yumiko smiled, shaking her head.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Yumiko. If you hadn't heard, my virtue was threatened when I was over there. I was almost a mad woman's sex slave."

"Didn't you get in trouble for writing something like that on an essay," the black haired girl said with a raised brow as Jacinto covered his mouth to stifle a laugh.

"That is not the same thing. I wrote about the benefits of being a porn director. It's not my fault my teacher was a prude. I took that assignment seriously. Do you know how hard I worked on collecting information on the internet."

"I'm sure your hand did most of the work," Daichi jested causing everyone to laugh.

"Hands!" Tatsunari corrected as he made to hug Yumiko.

"Gross, Tatsu!" she screamed, pushing him away.

"What? I always wash my hands afterward," he yelled as Yumiko ran away to her parents.

"What's wrong?" her father asked as he watched his daughter shake her head.

"It's nothing, just Tatsu being silly again," she smiled as her father nodded.

"Come on, we need to change into our attire," he said, causing her eyes to widen.

"I'm coming with you?" she asked. She saw her father hesitate as he looked at her mother and gave a firm nod. Without saying anything else, they situated themselves into a room and wore their white Quincy clothing. She wore a skirt and high boots that reached her knees. Her Quincy symbol chain hung loosely around her wrist as her white vest went over her baby blue blouse. Silver buttons adorned her shoulders and cufflinks. She saw her reflection in the mirror, wearing the Quincy uniform she had always admired. She looked at her pigtails and decided to unwrap them; it helped her somewhat look more adult. There was nothing she could do with her full cheeks and childish features.

Leaving her room, she found her parent's dressed, with her mother wearing the same attire as hers but with a longer skirt with slits at the sides of her thighs. Her mother seemed to be still upset as she stood silently against the wall. Uryu wore his suit he wore in the Sternritter war. He said the suit brought him luck, Yumiko thinks its because her mother found him handsome in it. She had to agree; her father was handsome in his white suit.

Uryu glanced over to his daughter as she entered the room, proud smirk on his features. His smile faded as his brows narrowed in thought. He walked up to his daughter, running his fingers through her loose hair. "When did you start growing into a beautiful woman?" she watched her father give a confident smile, but his eyes held a hint of sadness. "We stay together-"

"Uryu-" her mother began to say, but her father ignored her to stare eye to eye with his daughter sternly.

"We stay together, understand Yumiko?"

"I understand...but"

"We are not having this conversation again," he stood up to walk away.

"No Uryu. We are having this conversation now," Mayumi glared at her husband who turned in her direction as she walked towards him. "I get it, You're upset. It's a war you don't want us apart of, especially our daughter. We trained her to be a Quincy and control her powers but did we truly train her?"

"Are you suggesting this is our fault?" he seethed.

"Yes," Mayumi's voice sounded hollow as Uryu's anger began to subside watching his wife's eyes began to well with tears. "It was wrong of me to be angry with you when she got hurt. We trained her together, but we never showed her what to do if she was ever alone."

Uryu felt his wife's hands glide over his toned chin, giving him a soft kiss on his lips.

"I...I should have been more careful," they both heard their daughter's voice as she wiped her eyes.

"NO, Yumiko!" Mayumi bent down to her daughter's level as she hugged her, "You did everything you could against those monsters. Your father and I are proud of you, but-"

"We believe you'd be exceptional if we had stopped treating you as a child," Uryu hugged his wife from behind as he kissed his daughter's forehead.

"D...Does that mean we won't fight together?" she felt fear start to rise in her stomach as she watched her father shake his head.

"No, but if you're ever in a situation where you're alone. Don't be afraid to run from a fight you feel you can't win. If you can't run-" Uryu paused, holding his family close.

"You fight until your strength is gone and then fight some more," his wife continued for him, smiling down at their daughter," We'll make sure if we have the time to improve on yourself. No kiddie gloves this time."

Yumiko nodded as she hugged her parents, deep down, she was scared, but she wanted to fight alongside them. The thought of being alone haunted her but not worse than being left behind while others fought for her sake.

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Ichigo made sure his sister's and their family were situated in Soul Society before they went to Hueco Mundo. It hurt departing from his extended family, especially the way his little niece, Akane Hanakari, looked when it was time for him to leave. She was so young, but she could sense that something terrible was going on. Her little hands held him tightly until Yuzu took her. All four of his nephews stared at him with a hopeful look, but he could tell they were scared and was trying to look tough in front of others. Mari Krista Vorarlberna, was so much like Karin, treating the goodbye like it was no big deal, but when it was time to go, she screamed for everyone to wait and held them, not wanting to let go, not until her mother came to get her.

Tatsunari somehow convinced Tatsuki, who was insistent on going with him to Hueco Mundo, to stay safely in Soul Society. Ichigo could see how Keigo and Tatsuki looked to Orihime and him for confirmation that they'd do anything within their power to protect their son. They never said it out loud, not wanting to embarrass him in front of others. Keigo held and sternly looked at his son.

"You make sure you don't break your mother's heart by not returning, Tatsu. You're a strong and smart boy. I know you won't do that to her," he told him, hugging him tighter.

"Of course, Dad! If I don't, she'll beat the shit out of me when I'm in Soul Society."

"Stop messing around, Tatsu. Your father is serious. I'll beat the shit out of you now for not taking this seriously," Tatsuki punched her son in the arm as he rubbed his wound.

"Okay, Okay! I'm sorry. I promise," with his farewell, Tatsunari left his parents to join the other's as they entered the Garganta that would transport them to Hueco Mundo. The stronger ones of the group were in front to make a bridge for those that followed using their spiritual pressure. Most of the Quincies who joined the war followed Uryu and Ryuken by surfing through the black void to their destination ahead. Orihime with her daughter floated on their shields beside the others who walked.

"This is such bullshit," Daichi whined as he tried to concentrate on making his shield large enough to float on. With no luck, he could only yell his frustrations when his small shield began to fizzle out.

"You shouldn't force it, just concentrate, you're just getting used to using your powers," Hideyoshi stated, watching the younger man's failed attempts at stabilizing his shield.

"I didn't ask for your help," the blonde whispered.

"Hideyoshi you're wasting your time teaching him, he has too big of an ego to listen to valid criticism," Rangiku chimed in.

"I don't mind showing how big that ego can get," he grinned, causing the blonde beauty to roll her eyes.

"How big does that ego get before it deflates," she shot back, raising her brow.

"OUCH!" Tatsunari snickered from behind.

"Fuck off, Tatsunari," Daichi growled out.

"I just came to agree with them and give you some pointers, but if you want me to fuck off I'll fuck off," the spiky-haired boy grinned, as he began to levitate as his wings began to spread behind him. "Oh- Is that wings behind me? Duh how could I have forgotten," he chuckled to himself as he dove down into the black abyss and soared up to the skies.

"Fucking show off!" Daichi sneered.

"They're right though," he heard a deep voice behind him say as the blonde turned to see a giant of a man with Jacinto walking alongside him. "Tatsunari may have come off a bit arrogant, but he means well," the man, he heard Ichigo call Chad, said with a smile.

Daichi remained silent, mulling over the older man's words as he concentrated and stayed calm. He noticed his shield began to grow in size.

"Well, look at that. See what happens when you contrate hard enough it gets bigger," Rangiku purred. He ignored the blonde beauty while he concentrated a bit more as he sat down on his summoned shield. It wasn't as big as Miume's or Orihime's, but it was an improvement from his previous smaller one. He strayed a bit from the path as he floated forward, Daichi felt a sense of accomplishment as he floated onward.

"I suggest you stay closer," Rangiku shouted out.

"Why?" he said with a questioning gaze. It was then he felt himself fall, he was distracted and with not enough practice let his shield dissipate. He only fell for a little bit before he felt himself stop abruptly. He opened his eyes to find himself held upside down. He looked up to see Tatsunari holding his leg.

"Fucking hell," Daichi sighed, "I didn't need your help."

He felt himself fall again as he screamed out, "Fuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkk," he didn't fall very far as he hit the spiritual bridge hard.

Daichi got up, rubbing his arm as he glared at the winged boy above.

"Sorry man. I thought you didn't need my help, that looked like it hurt." Tatsunari chuckled, "Why didn't you use your shield to break your fall?"

"Fuck you," Daichi shouted as he rubbed his arm. He continued to hear the snickers above him as he felt something deep inside begin to form. He found his shield wrapped in front of him, constructing itself into a shape of a knight's shield. He didn't have time to process what was going on when he heard Tatsunari above him shout.

"What the fuck is that?"

Daichi looked up to see a small object zoom from his shield as a lance was thrown inches from Tatsunari's head before he dodged out of its path. The weapon sped back, causing Tatsunari to lose concentration of his wings as he fell hard onto the white platform. The lance zoomed to Daichi as he closed his eyes for the impact of the sharp object to collide into him. It never came. The blonde peeked to find a small cute fairy with golden hair wink at him and disappear into his shield.

Daichi looked confused as to what just happened, but he didn't have time to register as he felt the impact of someone flying into him in anger.

"You son of a bitch," Tatsunari shouted impacting into Daichi as he punched him hard on his chin, he didn't get a chance to hit him a second time before an orange guard blocked him. Tatsunari quickly dodged a punch from the blonde. They didn't get to continue their fight before they were separated. Ichigo grabbing Tatsunari as Chad held onto a struggling Daichi.

"I didn't know ...that was going to happen, you... fucking asshole," Daichi said between breaths.

"Bullshit! I could have missed the bridge; you prick," he growled out.

"But you didn't. So stop bitching. It seemed like the impact hurt though," the blonde stated with a slanted grin.

"You fucker," he tried to pull away from Ichigo's grip, but the orange-haired man held him like a vise.

"Cool it, Tatsu! No matter how pissed you are, you can't lose your head. Daichi didn't mean to cast whatever the hell he cast. He's still learning his powers. Stop baiting him if you can't handle the consequences."

"Yeah," Daichi shouted back.

"And Daichi you will control your feelings until you learn how to curb your powers or you'll have to deal with me. Understood?" he narrowed his eyes to the young blonde and then to the boy he restrained.

When the two boys nodded in understanding the rest of the group continued their walk until they made it to the opening that leads to Hueco Mundo.

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"It's about time you fucking showed up," Grimmjow sneered, squatting impatiently in front of his Queens and a slew of Hollows behind them. Los Noche's gates stood behind the wall of Hollow soldiers that looked at the delectable newcomers but held their ground awaiting their King's command.

"Apologies Grimmjow, we got held up by a civil spat amongst boys," Captain Commander Shunsui told the blue-haired Arrancar in a cheery tone, who didn't seem to care. Grimmjow looked amongst the group as his eyes settled on a face he didn't think he would ever see.

"Aizen!" he growled out, gripping the hilt of his sword, making no move towards the man, "What's he doing here?"

"We need him," he heard the familiar voice of his rival as Ichigo walked out of the crowd.

"Grimmjow, the responsibility of being King has matured your actions. You're no longer the impatient, quick-tempered, soldier when we last saw each other. Something tells me Neliel and Tier has something to do with that," Aizen smiled as he watched blue eyes glare in his direction.

"You have no right speaking our Queen Tier's name, you bastard," a beautiful dark-skinned woman who sneered at her Master's previous lord.

"Franceska Mila Rose, do not waste your words on this insignificant man," Tier's muffled words said behind her mask as her Fraccion looked down and retreated to her post.

"I'm hurt Tier; you can't still be upset with me about our past. I was one hundred percent sure Orihime would heal you in time," he grinned as the spiky blonde Arrancar remained silent.

"Enough Aizen," Ichigo said to the brown-haired man who looked at the orange haired man.

"Of course, Ichigo," he said, his words sounding so endearing but incredibly suspicious.

"I will not fight if that man is fighting alongside you, Ichigo," Tier conveyed.

"Then don't. I'm not asking anyone to risk their lives in helping me fight these Royal Fae and in the process, save my son. I need this bastard's strength; we have an agreement with him that I will not break. If Aizen chooses to betray us that's on him. I won't hesitate to shove his ass back to the hole he came from," Ichigo said his peace as everyone glanced in the direction of the blonde, Arrancar Queen who sighed.

"Please, Tier. I understand what this man did to you, what he caused all of us to go through, but Ichigo is right. We can use all the help we can get to deal with my f-, this enemy," Orihime calmly said as Tier focused on the woman who healed her when she was almost dying so many years ago. She noticed the hesitation in the Princesa's words in describing these Royal Faes.

"There's no need to beg these Arrancars. Frankly, I honestly don't give a shit if they join us. We can deal with these Immortals without their help," a fiery redhead stepped out as she brushed her long hair in the back of her shoulder. She was staring at Grimmjow with an enraged look, as the blue-haired Arrancar raised his brow. He walked up to the redhead as he stared at her violet eyes, that looked somewhat familiar.

"I'm sorry, little girl. You look familiar, have we met? Better yet what's that human expression: Did I sleep with you?" He watched as her cheeks redden, and she began to sputter.

"No, you perv! I would never fathom sleeping with someone like you," she growled out as Grimmjow shrugged his shoulders.

"Whatever, girl. Doesn't explain why you keep eye fucking me."

"I..I was not-"

She was interrupted from saying anything else as her father stood between the Arrancar and her. Grimmjow sized up the tattooed man.

"I definitely didn't sleep with you," Grimmjow sternly told the man, noticing the similarities of the girl and this man who stood in front of him. "This spitfire your daughter?"

"Yes! I would refrain from saying anything else to her," he had the same intense stare as the girl behind him. Grimmjow grinned.

"or what?" He watched the man's chin twitch in irritation as he gripped his sword.

"Renji!" they both heard another voice, as Renji watched his wife settle her hand onto his arm. "Save your strength. We don't need it to settle petty disputes." Grimmjow looked at the newcomer and remembered the black hair and piercing violet eyes.

"Now I get it," the blue-haired man chuckled, "Did mommy tell you how we met?"

Ichika began to growl as the Arrancar laughed hysterically. "I swear I'll whip that fucking grin off your face."

"No hard feelings..." he pointed at the newcomer, forgetting her name or did he ever know it?

"Rukia," she answered him still eyeing him warily.

"Pretty. No hard feelings, Rukia. Back then, you stood in the way of my prey. I'm usually not that rash in punching a hole in a pretty female. I prefer to enter a female's hole by other means," he winked at her as he felt a hard shove from the tall redhead.

"You piece of sh-, "Grimmjow eyed the angry man in disbelief as someone got between them.

"Grimmy, it's not nice to antagonize our guests," Nel grabbed Grimmjow's arm as she waved at everyone, "Sorry, he's a little cranky today."

The green haired Arrancar looked towards Ichigo and jumped with glee," ICHIGO!" she leaped at him, catching him off guard, as she straddled him to the ground.

"You got older, ICHIGO!" she bopped in his nose. "Still handsome, though."

Orihime coughed politely, but Ichigo could tell she was irritated. He moved to get up as Nel smiled at Orihime innocently, unaware of how her position might look to others.

"Orihime!" she squeezed the auburn-haired woman, "Your still as beautiful as ever."

"Where's my girl?" Grimmjow hollered in irritation, still vexed about the previous altercation.

"She's not your girl," Ichigo said flatly, furrowing his eyes. Grimmjow seemed to ignore him as he looked amongst the crowd, finding another set of auburn hair. "There she is."

Miume watched as the blue-haired Arrancar eyed her with a smile. Why was he looking for her? She looked behind her to see if he was staring at someone behind her. Then felt a strong arm around her as she glanced at her side to see the attractive Arrancar.

"Wow! You've grown," he said, looking at her as she gave him a blank stare, "Aww, you already forgot your kitty?" he chuckled.

"Kitty?" Miume nervously asked, hoping she didn't look as flustered as she felt. Was this person Grimmjow? Why was he so handsome? She thought Arrancars were supposed to be these monsters, from the stories her father told her.

"She was five years old, Grimmy! Of course, she doesn't remember us," the green-haired girl pushed Grimmjow away as she hugged the young girl. "She's still so cute."

"T-Thanks!" she squeaked as she felt hands squeeze her breasts.

"You have big breasts too?" she looked down at the embarrassed girl, "Why are you wearing that dark coat, hiding your pretty form?" Miume made to stop her from taking off her coat.

"T...That's okay. Please don't take it off!" her pleas fell on deaf ears as the Arrancar took off her coat.

"How adorable a pink Shinigami," Nel said, catching the attention of Grimmjow and Ichigo.

Ichigo saw his daughter indeed in a pink dyed Shinigami hakama, but instead of long pants, they were shorts that reached to her mid-thigh. The outfit had no sleeves to speak of, showing off his daughter's arms.

"Where did you get that?" Ichigo stood in front of his daughter, glaring at her.

"Rangiku gave it to me as a present, when I was ten," she smiled.

Ichigo looked at Rangiku who shrugged, "Don't look at me. I gave her a perfectly normal Shinigami hakama when she received it."

Ichigo looked back at her daughter, who gripped her fingers as her father glanced back at her.

"Is that why it doesn't fit you?" he asked, regarding why this outfit seemed so tight on her.

"I may have made some slight changes," she eyed Yumiko for support as the black haired girl sighed.

"I helped her yesterday, Kurosaki-san. She wanted a snug fit."

"What she means by snug fit, Daddy. So that I can move freely with a bulky garment in my way."

"She also said she wanted to look cute in pink," Yumiko added as Miume covered her mouth.

"Thank you, Yumiko. I don't need your help anymore," she said through gritted teeth as she let go of the black haired Quincy.

"I don't see what's the difference between what your daughter is wearing and Orihime," Shinji stated, pointing the auburn-haired mother.

Orihime was wearing a pink off the shoulder shirt with cream-colored shorts that also reached her mid-thigh. Orihime felt eyes on her as she nervously smiled. "What? It gets hot in Hueco Mundo."

"Not the only thing that is hot," Shinji blurted out, realizing he said it too loud when he saw the glare from Ichigo.

"Thanks for the fucking observation Shinji. I'll make sure to thank you later," Ichigo threatened.

"Your Welcome," Shinji swallowed the lump in his throat.

"He's just stating the hypocrisy of it all," Tatsunari said. "It is a bit hot. I'm a little parched myself."

"Stay out of it, Tatsu," Ichigo growled.

"Because I'm hot, therefore my opinion is not valid. I refuse to stay shut. For my first rebellious act, I will take off my shirt," Tatsunari yelled as he started to remove the top part of his clothing, showing a right amount of his abs before Ichigo stopped him.

"Would you cut your shit, Tatsu," he pushed down the young teen's shirt down aggressively.

"Boo, let him take it off," Rangiku hollered out.

"Can it, Rangiku!" Ichigo shot back as he pushed Tatsu away.

"I think someone is jealous. A certain man has gotten old and feels threatened by young eye candy," Rangiku purred.

"Are you jealous, Ichigo? It's not like your unfit," Nel stated, pulling Ichigo's shirt to show his sculpted stomach as he aggressively pushed his shirt down.

"Enough, I am not jealous of him."

"or threatened. Tell me, Miume, have you seen your boyfriend shirtless?"

Miume began to redden as she covered her face.

"Stop making it such a big deal. We go to the beach with Tatsu all the time, and he's shirtless," Yumiko said, rolling her eyes at her friend's flustered state.

Tatsunari gasped covering himself, "Now I feel violated. Have you been checking me out Yumiko? Miume?"

"Oh shut up, Tatsu," Yumiko shook her head at her friend's idiotic attempt at covering himself.

"This is Miume's boyfriend?" Nel hugged the spiky-haired boy who reddened at the woman's breast shoved into his face. "Does that mean you've seen his penis?"

"mmhat?" Tatsu muffled cries were heard from Nel's chest as he came up for air.

"NO! Oh, my God, this is not happening!" Miume squeaked, covering her face even more from embarrassment.

"So what's the point of a boyfriend if there is no fucking involved?" Grimmjow questioned, receiving several chuckles.

"ENOUGH! THERE IS NO FUCKING INVOLVED BECAUSE I SAY," Ichigo clarified at the top of his lungs.

"Ooooh," Nel jumped up excitedly, "so that makes you a cock blocker," she giggled, receiving a deep scowl from Ichigo and an obnoxious laugh from Grimmjow.

"KISUKE!" Ichigo growled out.

"Yes!" he heard the man answer in a cheery voice.

"Can you please start with the fucking gate to this realm, before I kill someone," Ichigo rubbed the bridge of his nose. He grabbed Tatsunari by the arm, aggressively shoving him away from the proximity of his daughter.

"You promised my mother you wouldn't kill me," they heard the shouts of the young teen as he was pulled away by a furious father.

x


As the group waited under the moon of the darkened skies of Hueco Mundo, for Kisuke Urahara along with Mayuri, to figure out how to open the gate.

"Hideyoshi is there a particular poem in this journal that reference to a gateway or entrance to another world?" Urahara asked the serious black-haired man who had answered most of his questions.

"Most of the stories or poems talk about another world. I'm not sure if any of them specify an entrance."

"I know your smarter than that boy or are you just being naive?" they heard the voice of Aizen who stood there with guards at his sides. It was a precautionary measure to have guards on him at all times. Some thought it made no sense, if Sousuke Aizen wanted to escape, the guards were useless against his power. Hideyoshi gave the man who claimed to be his father a cold stare as he examined the journal and glimpsed his mind on something that stuck out. Something did stick out of his thoughts like a sore thumb. One poem his adoptive mother read to him most nights because it was his favorite. "I think I have an idea."

He pointed to the poem and showed it to the blonde man in clogs. He understood as he glanced at the pages. He started his traveling computer, entering a few codes onto a keyboard. Two wooden boards stood ten feet high vertically as it began to absorb Reiatsu. Then he began to read from the journal when he felt there was enough power coursing through the boards.

"I sit alone in a castle facing the sun,

Reflecting my soul in its illuminated brilliance.

I sit alone upon the many threads of existence.

Which beautiful strand of twisted fibers shall I access today?

I sit alone in a world of an endless void,

until Amaretsu's smile lights a way through."

The wooden boards began to react as the computer suggested a source shown in the middle of its pillars. Then it began to create a wormhole, that instantly disintegrated.

"That's progress," Kisuke said, tapping on his keyboard.

"How is that progress when the gate disappeared?" Shinji asked from the group of onlookers that were staring at the failed entryway.

"Pfft," Mayuri snorted, "It was the correct incantation, but it needs more time to gather Reiatsu."

"How long is that going to take?" Ichigo asked.

"A week maybe three," Kisuke nonchalantly specified as he typed on his keys.

"Three weeks!" he yelled.

"Maybe. Possibly. We can never be too sure."

Ichigo gritted his teeth as he reached out his hands at the scientist and retracting them back as he calmed down, "I thought the whole point of going to Hueco Mundo was to open the gate sooner?"

"Of course, simple-minded fool," Mayuri shouted down, "If we were in the human world it could take close to a year or even five. If we had opened it in Soul Society, it would take possibly three to five months. So, in theory, Hueco Mundo is the shortest time frame. Don't you agree? Honestly Urahara I don't know how you converse with these idiots?"

Ichigo held his fist at his sides, grinding his teeth.

"Don't worry Ichigo. We have plenty of room, and you guys can always notify Soul Society on your predicament," Nel assured him as she patted his shoulders.

"Thank you, Nel. It's just that Kazui is going to be alone in this realm among these Royal Fae. I hope my baby will be alright," Orihime cried, her nerves shot from anticipating the gate opening.

"Orihime, how many times do I have to say that he's not a baby anymore," Ichigo corrected his wife again.

"Not with the princess for a companion he ain't, then he's entered the threshold of men. If my sister is as pretty as I am handsome," Daichi jested with a twinkle in his eye.

"Daichi! Don't you have somewhere else to be?" Ichigo said, glaring at the blonde when Orihime stiffened and began to tear up.

"Not really."

"Princess?" Shinji questioned, ears perked up at the alluring conversation.

"Long story," Orihime nervously divulged.

"Not like we don't have time," Grimmjow interjected.

x


I know it starts a little smutty (cough), but I had to introduce Orihime's sexy parents lol. King Noboru sort of mirrors the Greek God Dionysus except he's not a ball of fat. So from what I heard from the stories, he's bisexual and also a sex fiend drunk. I needed to project where Orihime and Sora get their personality from. So I hope you can see it in the way I write Miku and Noboru or not.

I loved writing the interaction with the Quincy family, I thought about having Ryuken, but he's with them in Hueco Mundo. But I felt that this was between a husband and his wife along with their daughter. There are times when families fight, but what matters is that you talk it out and not keep things bottled in.

I wanted Daichi's powers to be that of a knight, even though he comes off as an asshole maybe in time he'll be a knight in shining armor. OMG, that was corny. I tried to put as much hilarity in this chapter.

I always wanted to write Grimmjow meeting Rukia and Renji. I'm not sure if they meet in the novels, again I apologize. I always wanted that bit of lingered anger for the blue-haired Arrancar because he fucking punched a hole through RUKIA. I mean how did Renji get past that, we never got that DAMN IT. Especially having their loud mouth daughter knowing about this Arrancar who did this to their mother. LMAO!

I also had to address that now that Miume is a growing teenager, she's not blind at being surrounded by hotties. She thinks Grimmjow is hot and she's a little uncomfortable because she doesn't remember him.

Next Chapter is what Kazui and Princess Koemi have been up to. Left you guys in a cliffhanger with her a bit sad. = ( Can Kazui cheer her up = P