Sorry for being away for so long life got in the way and I've also been uploading some audio shorts on my youtube page. EweDc Weeaboo is my username on youtube if you're interested in checking it out. Some of my friends enjoyed a character I created called, 'Honeycomb' and its been fun doing funny reels.
This chapter will introduce new characters in Shun Nya and characters that were mentioned but never really introduced. Also, we find out where Aizen went. YAY!
I'm sorry, but KazKoe is not in this chapter. I know some of you like Kazui and Koemi. I promise to have them in future chapters, and when I do, you will not be disappointed.
This chapter does have smut, and I'm also warning that there will be a moment that may trigger others, due to physical abuse and violating someone sexually. I didn't go into detail, but you'll understand if you choose to read it. I'll put a warning anyways. Thank you to all you loyal readers who continue to read my story. I appreciate it so much.
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King Fuminori walked along a secret path to the familiar cottage in the recesses of the abandoned forest. Those who walked near ran in fear from a power they couldn't understand. As he came closer to where the Oracle resided, he found another presence he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Anatonai?" he curiously asked what his eyes couldn't comprehend.
There stood a beautiful woman dressed in animal hide and turquoise armor. Her long hair braided to one side as her ageless features glanced at him. Her hair color was darker than her immortal sister, Miku, like a shade of dark wine. Those same storm grey eyes the girl's shared still held great wisdom within them.
"It's been too long, Fuminori."
"About two millennia, give or take," he chuckled, receiving a brief smile from the woman before she stood to enter the home.
Anatonai had always been straight to the point. Even before the war against the Underworld, she never had anything to smile about. Twenty thousand years before the War, before she gave her heart to Iki-Ryo, she was different. He could remember a time when she and Miku were inseparable, but now their relationship shattered, impossible to mend. He wasn't sure even when it began to deteriorate while he was the Royal guard. That was such a long time ago. Fuminori soon found out having experienced immortality that time seemed endless as he drifted through the years. Now living a life as a mortal man, time seemed too precious to procrastinate.
He walked into the cottage to find the woman as beautiful as ever. Her white eyes were looking towards his direction as she smiled. "Fuminori, it's been years since we last saw each other."
He had last been here since the time of his wife's death, trying to seek guidance or maybe an excuse to lash out at the Oracle. Adaline always visited Pythia, almost every week. He couldn't understand why his wife's death was a form of reward for her being a faithful devotee. Her only answer was showing him the future that she had shown Adaline. He wished he hadn't. Adaline always knew the tragedy that was her life. Yet, she always came home with a loving heart and a radiant smile.
He, too, learned the time his day would come. He couldn't stomach eating for several weeks, and when he did eat, he vomited most of what he consumed. His wife was stronger than him; he soon realized, but he understood her reasoning to accept her fate. That reason being their daughter, Koemi.
"Goddess Pythia. I apologize for not visiting as much." If he was honest, it was mostly out of fear. Fear that knowing the future somehow changed the course of what they were trying to accomplish. His demise was one thing, but if he had to learn that somehow, he accidentally caused an inevitable mistake that affected his daughter's fate. He wasn't sure he could live with himself.
"I can see from your expression your thoughts trouble you, fear not my child. A heavy burden falls among most of our heroes, including your daughter, but I assure you that Death's touch will not reach her."
Fuminori felt a sense of assurance from the Goddess' words. He nodded his head, only heard a slight scoff from the other visitor in the room.
Anatonai was currently looking amongst them, then turned her bored expression elsewhere.
"Is there something you wish to say, Anatonai?"
The woman glanced over to the Oracle, to give her a soft chuckle as she shook her head in irritation. "Your words are like honey, Mother. Sweet bliss to those seeking comfort from their doomed fate."
"I know of my fate," he exclaimed, trying to remain strong, feeling his hands shake. Anatonai grinned at the man in front of her as she nodded at his resolve.
"Mother has a way to show only snippets of what is to come — never showing the whole truth. Her reasoning that beings other than herself cannot make the correct decisions. Painting a path she deems necessary for everyone."
Her mocking tone had not gone unnoticed by Pythia as she began to speak, "It is for the good of everyone."
"And to those who suffer along the way?"
"Amaretsu has a place for them. Is that what really upsets you, my child?"
"I've been waiting twenty thousand years for what you promised me."
"I promised Miku's fall as Queen of Shun Nya, that day is approaching."
"What of her fate?"
Pythia stared at the girl in front of her as she sighed.
"You seek revenge for the harm your sister has done to you, but what of her pain?"
"Her pain?" Anatonai growled out furiously. "Always lenient with your favorite."
"That was never the case. The decisions Miku choose affected her greatly, as do yours, Anatonai. The hate in your heart is the sole purpose why I can not give you what you want."
"I'm used to never getting what I want," the tears poured down her features. Pythia made to comfort when her daughter shrugged away.
"In time you will see, you must believe I'm doing what is best."
Anatonai looked into her mother's eyes, blankly staring that seemed unseeing, yet saw all. The only thing she could do was nod her head in understanding.
Miku's neglecting to adhere to Pythia's warning. Together with Anatonai's impatience and refusal to believe her mother's words caused Shun Nya to suffer. One of those mistakes was seeking comfort with Iki-Ryo. Pythia refused to show the fate of her son. If Sora, who was everything a Fae Immortal should strive to embody, lost his life in the Human World. What awaited her son? She tried not to dwell on it too much. She helped the mortals the best she knew how, informing them of the enemies whereabouts, and providing them with safer locations. She used those she trusted to tell their King, Fuminori. She couldn't trust herself to face the man who once guarded the King and Queen.
"Iki-Ryo is getting impatient. An attack is approaching, and lives will be lost but with Anatonai providing intel and Fuminori letting his people train for the oncoming threat. Casualties will be few."
"Will Orihime and Ichigo be here in time?"
Pythia's expression was not lost to the man as she shook her head.
"I'm sorry, my child, this fight will be the first of many, but regrettably, so will be the one that our Princess will not attend."
Fuminori closed his eyes, feeling the weight of so many lives in his hands. The stress in his life had been overwhelming. It was no wonder his gray hair came so quickly. "When and where will they attack?"
"That detail I will provide in due time. For now, I need you, daughter, to do something for me, that is imperative." She held her daughter's forehead to hers and closed her eyes. Fuminori watched the two in silence until she heard the younger ones cry in anger.
"No! I will not." She furrowed at her mother in anger. Pythia sighed and reached her arms once more. Anatonai moved back, hesitant to be touched.
"If you do not do this. I will provide you what will befall of him."
Pythia placed her forehead once more, and Anatonai fell on her knees in despair. "Please, Anatonai."
She didn't say anything, only nodded, her whole body shaking. She looked to Fuminori and then glanced away, whipping the tears away. Then proceeded to leave through a wormhole.
After a while, Pythia glanced in the direction of her daughter's exit was when she turned to him.
"I'm sorry you had to witness her reluctance and even though you haven't expressed as much. I know your anger towards me for being kept in the dark. The gift of foresight can be a burden and a curse, one I do not wish upon others."
"I lived so long and fought so many battles that I wish I could just put down my weapon and live peacefully with my daughter and ... son. I'm afraid I won't get the chance." He regrettably smiled. He felt her hands on his shoulders as she looked upon him sorrowfully.
"I'm sorry, my child. Everything I do, I do to honor my mother and give peace to my children as well. I live in solitude and wish that things could be different. I see many paths, but I can assure you that this is a brighter future for Shun Nya." She lifted her hand and turned to walk to a shelf, reaching to retrieve a satchel. She handed it to Fuminori as he grabbed it and opened the bag, finding plants to make the antidote to Iki-Ryo's poison. He swallowed and glanced at her white irises.
"Give that to your daughter. She will know what to do when the time comes."
She leaned her forehead to his.
The King of the Mortals gasped, once the images ended. He felt liquid slowly fall down his cheek as he lifted his fingers to brush the tears that came.
"There's so much blood and sh...she's in pain," he frowned, staring at the goddess who sympathized with the worries of a father.
"I know, but she will survive. I assure you. Before you return to your daughter, you head to the mines of Valina and make sure Lothren's miners have acquired the number of weapons for every able-soldier that Zyden has accounted for. Only then shall you return to her."
"That could take weeks."
"Lothren and his people are working hard. It will be sooner. Please, Fuminori. I understand your troubles, especially seeing the visions, but you made the right decision in choosing Kazui to protect her. Take care, Fuminori."
She kissed his cheek and hugged him before he held the satchel over his neck and headed towards the door with a heavy heart.
Pythia sat down and rubbed her head as she prayed, "Amaretsu, Mother. Guide them, so they can do what's asked of them. Protect their journey until death takes them."
x
Miku brushed her hair while her husband laid drunken on the bed. Their little visit to Hueco Mundo went unnoticed as most of Lord Iki-Ryo, and Mitsuhide's guards went with them to the Underworld. The Jade Citadel was currently unoccupied by the nasty company.
"You're no use to me now, my King," she giggled as she looked into the mirror while her husband drunkenly leaned up to smile at her.
"Who knew I'd find an equal to drinking in the Death Walker's Captain Commander," he lifted his head to chuckle as he hugged the pillow on the bed. "Could we visit again, stay a little longer. I'm afraid we upset our daughter's husband," he pouted as he sighed.
"You're such a child. It's no wonder I have to do everything around here. It's too risky, my Ki-" she glanced at the reflection of her sister's image in the mirror as she turned around. "Anatonai?"
Before Noboru could realize what was going on in his intoxicated state, he was enveloped in a sheer orange box. He banged on the glass and yelled. No sound was heard, and the force of his hits did nothing in releasing him from his prison. Anatonai did not attempt to say anything to Miku. The Queen stood up defiantly.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Anatonai lifted a brow at her older sister and opened a wormhole. "It's Mother's will."
Miku looked at her in confusion. "But-"
"If he stays, it will be his death."
Anatonai gave her sister a cold stare and sneered.
"I need him," she hollered.
"You've always been a selfish bitch," Anatonai scoffed while the wormhole closed.
Miku felt her heart race as she breathed in and out. She gripped her hair, wondering what excuse she could come up with for her husband's absence.
"Apprehensive look is ill-fitting of a Queen."
She heard a voice and looked around to find nothing. Then the image of a man began to appear, possibly a spell of some kind that this man had cast to render him invisible.
Aizen looked at her shocked expression, and he could also see recognition before it disappeared.
"How did you- You shouldn't be here," she whispered, glancing at her door. She pondered if the guards that were posted outside heard anything. Her fearful look intensified when the door to her room opened. She looked to find the previous intruder gone with the appearance of Iki-Ryo.
"Greetings, my Lord. I trust that your visit to the Underworld went as planned."
Lord Iki-Ryo looked irritated as he glanced at the woman in front of him. "Spare me your cheap pleasantries, Miku. They only work on my son."
Miku held her anxiety at bay as she giggled.
"Lord Iki-Ryo. What have I done to offend you so?" she leaned closer to him as she tilted her head. She could sense the man's discomfort as he glanced down at her sheer clothing as he swallowed.
"You've opened your legs to commoners and to a useless drunk you call King. Yet you deny me?"
She quirked her brow as she smiled. "Oh, and here I thought it was something important."
He grabbed her shoulders as she stared at him with an amused expression. "I swear, Miku! You only cause yourself more pain every time you deny me. I will have what I deserve."
"Then take it," she laughed as he ground his teeth. "What's stopping you, Lord...Iki...Ryo," she mockingly said his name as she kissed his neck.
"You tempting bitch." He groaned.
"What is it, my Lord?" She moved closer, slipping her hands into the lower part of his armor and finding his hardened cock as she began to stroke. Her hands covered his balls and then stopping her ministrations. She placed both of her hands on the sides of his face. "It's exactly what I thought. You don't have the balls."
He pushed her off and made to strike her when his son caught his hand.
"We just got back and already feel the need to strike our Queen?"
His father furiously glared at his son before he angrily stormed off. Mitsuhide glanced over to find Miku biting her lip.
"What is wrong, Miku?" He moved a strand of hair towards the back of her ear as he kissed her lips.
"Your father is determined to hate me and not before I could give him a report," she pouted.
"Then explain it to me," he leaned her against her bed, finding no undergarments underneath her long sheer gown. He reached between himself to enter her waiting entrance. She whimpered as he thrust into her.
"My ...King is missing."
Mitsuhide halted his movements before he continued. "Since when?"
"I am not entirely sure. I...I was-," his pace grew faster as she tried to speak, "-grooming my hair, but he never ...came to bed. I... I don't believe he's in the castle."
"That's unfortunate," he lifted her legs to slam into her. After several thrusts, he proceeded to remove himself and cum onto her bed.
"Unfortunate?" She frowned, looking at him for clarification.
"She'ol has permitted me to dispose of King Noboru. He's of no use to us anymore."
Miku looked at him with a wide-eyed expression. "But-" He placed a finger onto her lips to silence her and then proceeded to kiss her.
"Don't be surprised, Miku. I've only tolerated him because of She'ol's protection. Now that I have his blessing. I can do what I wanted to do for the longest time." He kissed her again, finding her lips weren't recuperating. "You belong to me, Miku."
"I don't belong to anyone," She pushed him off, only for him to laugh. He moved to wrap his arms around her. "MMM. I wish I could stay, but I must cater to my concubines. You can't always have my attention." He kissed her neck, then releasing his hold on her to leave the room.
Miku sighed.
"I don't know whether to be angry that he left me unsatisfied or that Noboru has left me to contend with these idiots."
She ripped the sheets off containing the Prince's essence, leaving them messily on the floor before she lay on her bed.
"Quite a predicament, you find yourself, Queen Miku."
She groaned, hearing the voice again. She turned to find him grinning once he appeared again.
"Why didn't you leave?"
"I find it more interesting here," he glanced around as his eyes looked at her. Her breathing stopped for a moment before she exhaled. "Curious."
"What is?" she questioned, frowning once he sat beside her.
"A stranger is in your room. You have no idea if I'm either enemy or foe. Why haven't you called your guards or alerted your-," he chuckled "-Prince?"
"Can't I be curious as well. I find a handsome man in my room that appears to pose no potential danger to me."
"That you are aware of. I am dangerous."
"I never said you weren't," she playfully replied, she stared at him for a moment before the amusement left her as she sat up. "You should leave. You came from Hueco Mundo. I'll open a wormhole." She was distracted by a hand around her wrist as he held her chin. He was scanning her for a moment.
"Don't you care to know what my name is? Aren't you the least bit curious?"
Sousuke almost felt like he didn't need to divulge that information; her eyes gave a sense that she already knew. "It's Sosuke Aizen."
She exhaled the breath that she was holding. "Once I open the worm-"
He let go of her chin to walk around her quarters, ignoring her.
"I don't plan on going back. As I said before, I find it more interesting here."
"There are forces at work here, that a mortal like yourself couldn't possibly understand," she whispered angrily at him.
He only chuckled, "Mortal? I haven't been that for a long time."
Her eyes widened, looking at the man in front of him. "You're Immortal? Impossible. The fruit here can only give immortality."
"Well, an object created in our world, the Hogukyu, granted me eternal life. Even before that, I was strong enough that I found no equal until I met Ichigo Kurosaki."
She searched her mind for an answer before she asked, "Who told you about the Hogukyu?"
Sousuke looked at her for a moment, perplexed for the first time in his life, before he answered.
"I visited the Soul Palace. A place Shinigami, you call Death Eaters, visit our Soul King. Our Soul King is a thing that is the lynchpin created to hold our worlds together. Several other men visited, brilliant men, handpicked to receive further knowledge. Standing there, I acquired an idea in regards to the Hogukyu. It seemed that another man named Kisuke Urahara possessed a similar idea. Maybe it was a coincidence, but I don't believe so. I stole his creation, combining it with what I already created. I fused with the Hogukyu. The immense power I acquired all that I could attain, I was defeated. In my defeat, I gained immortality and also imprisonment in Soul Society."
"Imprisoned?"
He further explained his story: of a man trying to possess keys to the Soul Palace so he could visit again. To abolish the wrongs of Soul Societies' past atrocities: How he fooled everyone around him, his reign in Hueco Mundo, and his inevitable imprisonment. She was silent throughout his speech, attentively listening to everything he told her.
"The Hogukyu existence is only known to our Oracle Pythia. Its knowledge never revealed to the Royal Fae. In some ways, it was a blessing. If others knew of its existence," she exhaled, "Nevermind, it's honestly something I would not like to find out."
"You seem to fear no one. But the name She'ol frightens you. Why?"
"It is not him I fear but what would come to Shun Nya because of his anger."
"What is it that you want, Miku?" he searched her eyes as she avoided his stare.
"To be Queen."
"Aren't you already?"
She chuckled. "I am currently reduced to a desire for a foolish Prince's cock."
"Sex is just a means of getting what you want."
"I guess... it's not like I don't enjoy it," she agreed, moving towards the bathing area to rid herself of the Prince's smell. She removed her clothing, placing herself bare as Sousuke followed close behind. She dipped herself into the calming waters filled with fragrant oils and salts.
She watched Sousuke study his surroundings then his eyes set on her. She avoided his eyes as she maintained her composure. She couldn't deny how handsome he was, before setting to wash. Her wrist suddenly held as she glanced up to find a charming smile beside her.
"Allow me, Queen Miku."
He took the rag that already had a frothy texture; she seemed to be silent and stared at him while he sat beside the bath. He began to wash her shoulders as he carefully moved her long tresses aside.
"Were you this courteous when you held my daughter prisoner?" She reminded him of the tale, he previously revealed to her.
She heard him chuckle.
"I can't deny that she was an attractive girl, but I'm above violating a woman to satisfy my desires. I'm dangerous but not a monster. She was quite young and a pawn."
"Hmmm," she moaned when she felt the rag gently move across her breasts. "As much as I love being touched by a handsome gentleman. I'm also not an idiot." She stilled his hand as she looked at him. "Are you trying to manipulate me with sex?" she purred as she leaned closer to him. He remained calm as he raised a brow.
"Is it working?" he handsomely grinned, she laughed as she moved the soapy rag from his hand. "No," she shook her head and dipped into the waters. She popped her head up to remove the wet excess from her face, to find her guest gone. She made to look around to find him behind her still clothed with his lips against her neck.
"Then, I want to gift you with feeling good as a mutual benefit of our alliance."
"I don't need help," she mumbled while leaning her head back on his shoulders when she felt his fingers enter her moist center.
"I'm aware you are capable. It is I that needs your help," Sousuke whispered as his fingers began to move in and out aggressively. "Can you help me?"
She couldn't help but moan as her fingers gripped his brown hair while he lifted her legs up and entered deeper. "Oh! You're lies are just as delicious as your fingers. No wonder your tongue fooled so many weak mortals."
She pouted when he removed his fingers to pull her around. He saw that his expression remained stoic as he gazed at her. "Awwww, I'm sorry. I promise to pretend to believe your bullshit if you continue to use your fingers."
He remained unmoving until he gave a slight smile before he leaned in to kiss her lips. She found herself walking back until she hit the edge of the bath as he picked her up from its waters to lie her onto the floor. He remained quiet as he widened her legs and bent lower into the large tub. She felt his tongue dart into her swollen lips as she gasped.
Sousuke knew he couldn't fool this Queen into accepting his alliance, that wasn't necessarily what he wanted from her. He wanted to know why her eyes looked at him with familiarity while she tried to keep her distance. For now, he'll enjoy pleasing her and satisfy the urge that his body required. It was a flaw the Hogukyu had seemed not to erase. His need to satisfy his sexual urges. He trained himself to be above this human flaw and disgusting need of self-gratifying himself. He blamed his momentary lapse on science when he laid with Hideyoshi's mother. Then blamed his need to use Loly and Menoly, manipulating them with sex, it was no wonder they jealously grew to hate Orihime. It was part of the plan for Ichigo.
Now with Queen Miku, it was just a means of getting answers and an ally. Then cast her aside to obtain his right in ruling a kingdom. He was Sousuke Aizen and he deserved to rule.
"What are you plotting?" she moaned as she stared down at him as he nibbled between her spread legs. "Focus on me! I don't like being ignored."
Although this beautiful temptress he had his mouth around, was interesting and certainly kept him on his toes. She was too smart, even if her outward appearance showed otherwise. He said nothing as he continued to please her. He needed to stay focused.
"Ahhhh!" she cried out as she came, grabbing his head. He didn't stop his ministrations with his tongue as he made sure to lick every bit of her wet juices. When he was done, he lifted himself and her in the process. She eyed him with heavy-lidded eyes as she moved closer to him, slowly removing his pants. He eyed her with interest as she held his erection. She glanced up to him with a raised brow and a conniving smile.
"You won't get answers from me," her mouth enveloped his cock before he could comprehend her words. She removed her mouth to fist his length as she looked up to him again.
"You can't manipulate me into knowing secrets that don't concern you," she revealed, pleasing him with her mouth while she eyed him.
"I wouldn't dream of manipulating a manipulator."
She popped her mouth out to speak, stopping her strokes to stare at him. "Weren't you listening. I manipulate Iki-Ryo and Prince Mitsu-"
He held her chin as he slid his finger across her plump lips, "Are not who I'm referring to but your King." Sosuke watched as her eyes narrowed in anger. She lifted herself as she placed her hands on her hips.
"Noboru is my husband and.."
"A pawn," he added in boredom as he placed himself back in his pants. "an instrument, or is the term fool?"
"Enough! You believe your observation is accurate with you being here for just a few hours?" she chuckled, exiting the bath while placing a sheer robe over her form.
"I have no doubt the man is enamored with you, but the feelings aren't mutual. Mostly on your end."
"I love my King." she angrily whispered, keeping her voice from rising and alerting her guards.
"You love his attention, him willing to please, and give you anything you desire." He walked up to her as she remained still, eyeing him as he spoke, "but a woman like you craves power and an equal." He whispered into her ears.
"The things I do are to protect myself. It's difficult for a lowly Immortal such as I to be surrounded by those with greater power." She sadly expressed, while sitting by her vanity to brush her hair.
Suddenly a powerful blade was blocked by a powerful shield that surrounded the Queen.
"Interesting! That was one of my powerful attacks."
Miku puffed out her cheeks in anger as she placed her brush onto her vanity table. She turned around to face a smiling Sousuke.
"Why you persistent son of a bitch," she growled out, using a shield barrier to surround the man in front of him. Sosuke looked around the sturdy wall then to its castor that angrily glared at him. "You will remai-"
The barrier broke in an instant as she looked in shock. Sosuke stood before her, with no hint of strain as if the mighty prison she conjured was a meer annoyance to him.
"You seemed surprised. Why are you pretending to be weak, Queen Miku?" He asked her as she only swallowed and fixed her gaze to him.
"I...I can't," she confided, she looked up later to find him gone. She looked around for him with no luck. The guards entered.
They entered, knees on the floor, head bowed before they spoke, "Is everything alright, my Queen. We thought we heard noises."
"Everything is fine. Tell the servants to enter to bring new sheets and leave me," she said irritably, the guards didn't have to be told twice as they exited the room.
The handmaidens entered, removing the soiled sheets and added new ones before they bowed their heads and escorted themselves out of the Queen's room.
Miku looked around as if waiting for Sosuke's presence to appear once more. Once she was satisfied he was gone, she laid on her bed and sighed.
"Amaretsu, why bring him into the equation of all times? Haven't I suffered enough."
x
Mitsuhide walked down the halls of the Jade Citadel of Shun Nya. This world so different from the Underworld. Shun Nya provided a cool breeze and its massive Sun-filled every dark crevice with light.
The Fires of Perdition, the dark castle he and his father called home, it's heat provided a warm blanket for their army and shade for their pale epidermis. Their demonic troops stayed behind to rejuvenate from the effects of this world, while his father returned as well, replenishing his strength. Mitsuhide felt no impact, partly being half-Fae. Anatonai. His mother had been gone for so long. He had forgotten what her features even were.
He found solace as a child in the arms of Miku, a maternal figure in his eyes. Her voice comforted him, and the need for something more became apparent in his adolescence. Was it the envy of Sora that spurned his lust-filled appetite? Was it pride that drove him to take what his father only dreamed of coveting?
Miku was hesitant at first in this arrangement, but then he whispered promises of destroying everything she held dear. She accepted but knew not wholeheartedly. Even when she enjoyed their sexual escapades together, she always made it a point to leave or take a jab at his pride. She was conniving and beautiful. He loved and hated her.
He made it to his Harem of concubines, which didn't seem to satisfy his appetite. He didn't even bother with their names. When he was done with them, he sent them back to the villages. His army procured them from if he was feeling generous. If not, he decided to extend his mercy by ending their life.
"My lord," a pale skinned beauty stretched her arms, wiping her mouth of a female's essence. Sheru was gifted to him by his father when he was of age. Born in the Underworld, her pale features smiled at his return. While he was gone, she maintained order in his Harem. Her dark purple hair cascaded down her sheer dress, doing nothing to cover her naked bodice. She indulged in playing with his concubines, and on occasions, if he was bored, find solace between her legs. Sheru ever-loyal didn't feel hurt when the Prince shrugged her off, noticing she rather play with his females.
"Enjoying yourself, Sheru?" he looked to find another dark fae lying on a bed, eyes hooded in pleasure. He could see Sheru had left her in a state of ecstasy.
"As always, my Lord," she gave a devious grin. She sniffed him as she gave a pouted look. "You smell of the Queen. How come you never bring her so that I can play with her too?"
"Our Queen is stubborn. You know that, Sheru. Besides, when this war is over, we'll acquire The Princess and her daughter, along with Koemi."
Sheru's dark chocolate eyes stared at him as she laughed with excitement, but then her face fell in disappointment. "You don't share your favorites, my lord."
Mitsuhide angled his head as he grinned. He was selfish, she knew. "You're correct, Sheru. I'm sure one of them will not receive my favor. Koemi seems a likely candidate. Her father's constant need to hide her is grating on my nerves."
"Midori always upsets you, yet she's still your favorite. I never get to play with her or her sister Kaiyō," Sheru argued, rolling her eyes as she crossed her arms.
MItsuhide walked farther into the Harem, it seemed the numbers dwindled as of late. Unknown faces sat in chairs or laid in beds, abruptly standing when their Prince entered. Terror in their faces hoping they weren't chosen. Mitsuhide ignored them; he ignored most of them. His Harem consisted of hundreds of girls, now comprised of twenty he no longer cared for.
Except for two that he was currently searching for. He stepped out to the balcony to find Kaiyō. Her golden streaked curls that hung below her chin while she sat on a chair. Her tanned cinnamon skin contrasted with his pale fingers as he stroked her arm. She jumped with fright since her attention previously focused on a book she was reading. She looked up to find his handsome face.
"My Prince," she gushed, standing to hold him. "I thought you'd be gone longer."
"I only conversed with She'ol. Our armies need more time in the Underworld, and I felt my presence wasn't needed any longer. Why should I have stayed longer?" He seemed offended as he looked at her green eyes that shined in the light.
"No, my Prince. Have you forgotten my insistence on wanting to be with you when you visited the Fires of Perdition?"
He hadn't forgotten. The only one he brought with him was Sheru and other concubines that held dark fae blood, that needed the dark depths of its strength. There was too much in the Underworld that would defile any Shun Nyan born fae. He couldn't risk it.
"Your body wouldn't handle its fires." He held her fingers, brushing them against his mouth.
"Sheru says that's not true," she added. Mitsuhide sighed. He was probably giving her false information. His own mother wasn't affected during her time with his father, from the stories he was made aware.
"Kaiyō, I won't risk it. Do not ask again." He sternly said, watching her brows furrow and nod in agreement. He looked around and found that her eldest sister was nowhere.
"Where is Midori?" he asked Kaiyō, who looked down, avoiding his stare. "Kaiyō, I won't ask again?" he raised his voice as she timidly pointed out in the mazelike gardens that connected to the Harem and the other rooms in the Citadel.
"She's with Lord Iki-Ryo."
Once the words left her lips, he growled as he made his way into the tall hedged maze. Vines of gold lite the direction of the labyrinth while diamond roses glittered the stone path he angrily stomped across.
He paused in his steps when he heard the familiar giggles of his first concubine. He made it to the center, where levels of an atrium stood overlooking the distant ocean. Mitsuhide watched as his father played with his concubine's dirty blonde curls that flowed down to her waist. His father turned to glance at his presence while Midori remained looking at the ocean.
"Are you finished with our Queen?" Iki-Ryo smiled, giving a low chuckle as his fingers left her hair to rub the side of her hip.
She still didn't acknowledge Mitsuhide's presence, only giggling along with his father, mocking him.
"What are you doing here, Father?" he said with a sneer, glancing at his concubine the whole time. He stared daggers at her back as if his gaze would prompt her to give her full attention that never came.
"I was quite perturbed when I left our Queen's room. So I sat here to find Midori's presence. She's always good at easing my anger," he pressed his lips on the side of her head.
"Did she now," Mitsuhide angrily seethed.
"I adore our Lord Father's attention. At least someone here does." It was only then her green eyes, like the ocean, stared at him as she spoke.
"It's a shame that my son does not provide that." His father rose, not before lightly grazing her tanned cheeks. "I must retire."
"Of course, My Lord." She stood and bowed. Her eyes flickered to the Prince, who neither said or acknowledged his father as he left.
Midori placed her hand over her mouth, trying to prevent her laughter. Mitsuhide did not find her actions amusing. He walked up to her, glancing down as she defiantly glanced up.
"My Prince," she mockingly uttered while she smirked.
"Choosing to switch to my father since you lost the comfort of Noboru." He gave her a devious smile, whipping the amusement off her face.
"Don't pretend you asked She'ol's permission to kill Noboru because of me."
"You're right. Now that he's disappeared, it leaves our Queen alone." He glided his fingers on her shoulders, causing her to flinch with annoyance.
"Disappeared?" her eyes furrowed in confusion.
"Queen Miku confessed of Noboru leaving and having no knowledge of his whereabouts. Good riddance." He smiled at his concubine's disappointment. "The Queen is very vocal, once her legs are spread." He moved to kiss her lips as she pushed him away.
"Damn you!" She pushed him further, turning to gaze at the ocean. Midori was stubborn and upset him constantly. When his attention left her, to focus on the Queen or his other conquests. She found comfort in sleeping with guards that he had posted in front of his Harem's doors. Torturing and killing them was exhilarating and bothersome. He needed these soldiers for his armies, especially Immortal ones, and she was aware of it.
When the guards were removed, she set her sights on King Noboru. He hated the man, especially being the man that Miku spent most of her nights with. The anger of finding out that Midori was with him on multiple occasions, only prompted his decision on asking She'ol of his death. She didn't need to know of her effect on him or her sister, Kaiyō.
Several millennia before Orihime's birth, Mitsuhide delighted in learning pleasure from women. Queen Miku had not been the first, but she most certainly hadn't been the last of his greed for a woman's touch. The rarer the beauty, the more he craved them as his own. If Queen Miku, whom he wanted, couldn't be his. No one was worthy of being Queen, let alone his personal concubine.
It was near the outskirts of the Sands of Korralle that he found her. Her people were Faes with mermaid descendants, who stayed close to the ocean's shores. He heard stories of mermaids and their beauty, wanting to catch a glimpse he traveled to Koralle. He watched as a young girl, swimming against the ocean's waves. He was instantly captivated. He thought she was a mermaid, at how gorgeous she looked. She had been swimming bare as she walked to the shore. He saw standard legs when he mermaid's legs still had fish scales on their legs when they came ashore. He had seen some mermaids before that hadn't captured his attention like hers.
He learned her name was Midori and was the daughter of the leader of Korralle. Tarius was his name. He had eight older sons, and Midori was his youngest and only daughter. He gave Tarius two options for Midori. One being that he give his daughter to him to be his concubine while the other option was watching as he killed his son's in front of him and take his daughter anyway. She accepted without her father answering. The girl seemed to hate the arrangement at first, hating the man who gave her no choice to be with him. Years past, as she grew to understand that this was her new life. She gave him no more tears and willingly gave her body to the man she no longer hated.
She became his favorite concubine, only seeking her comfort even when his Harem began to grow with a collection of exotic beauties. He grew to care for her, and as she advanced in age, he immediately asked She'ol's permission for the fruit of the Immortals. It was strange thinking of her not by his side. She looked the other way when he sought out Queen Miku. She only asked permission to visit her family once a year. He was content with her attention and smiles. She spoke of her family even when he looked bored.
Her father had passed away with age, and she soon found herself heartbroken. He accompanied her to Korralle on this sad occasion of her father's burial. It was when she lost her eldest brother that he met another captivating sight.
He would later come to find out that Tarius, had another daughter in his older age before he met his end.
Mitsuhide would visit Koralle without Midori, only seeking her sister's presence. He flirted with Kaiyō and even made himself known that he wanted her, but he never acted upon his fantasies. Kaiyō adored his proximity to the point of idolizing him. She was conflicted, of course, not wanting to be with a man that belonged to her sister.
His attempts at seducing her worked. Kaiyō accepted him.
When he brought her to the palace as his new concubine, Midori's anger directed not to her sister but him. Midori became more distant and even more distant when Kaiyō received the fruit of Immortality. Both sisters became his most cherished. Midori began to become even more rebellious when the announcement of Orihime as his future Queen.
It was no surprise that she found it comforting and spewed malicious comments when Orihime and Sora disappeared.
Here they both were in the present as she crossed her arms and refused to look at him. He stood behind her, smelling the salty breeze that seemed to waft in their direction from the distant beaches in view.
"There's no reason to seek my father for affection?" He whispered, discreetly placing his fingers on touched sun-kissed tanned shoulders, that peeked out of her sheer robes.
She scoffed a bit as she continued to stare ahead.
"That's what happens when you deprive your pet. They'll seek attention elsewhere."
"I wouldn't have to deprive my pet of rewards if she remained loyal. Your sister doesn't have that problem." He placed kisses lightly on her neck as she stiffened to his touch. She turned her face to scowl at him angrily.
"Well, if my sister and Queen Miku are who you prefer. Then it doesn't matter who I fuck."
He roughly grabbed her face, twisting her whole body so she would face him. She remained confident in her stance as she glared at him.
"It matters because you belong to me."
He smiled, placing his hand around her small neck.
" Therefore, since you belong to me. I can do whatever the fuck I want to you."
He tightened his grip, only for her to grin.
"It seems you haven't been doing much of anything to me. So spare me your threats."
MItsuhide fumed, and his grip, locked tighter around her throat.
"My Prince!"
Mitsuhide heard the loud shout of Kaiyō as his grip faltered. He looked to find her shocked features staring at him and then at her sister. He stepped away from Midori as she held her throat and continued to give him her penetrative stare.
"What is it, Kaiyō?" he spoke in an irritated tone. She bowed her head in apology as she spoke.
"I...I came to see if you found Midori. I apologize for interrupting."
"You didn't interrupt anything important, Kaiyō," Midori spat out, her heated words directed to the man in front of her.
"O...Okay. I'll leave you two-"
"Wait, Kaiyō." Mitsuhide raised his hand in the direction of the youngest sister, still eyeing Midori as he gave her a malicious grin. Midori eyed him curiously as he began to beckon her sister with his finger. "Come here."
Kaiyō looked at her sister and then at her Prince as she slowly walked closer.
"Y... Yes, My Prince?"
He swiftly grabbed the youngest sister in front of him, placing both hands beside her hips.
"It seems your sister puts me in a predicament with no way of compromising."
"Compromising?"
He tightened his grip on Kaiyō as she grimaced, interrupting her sister's words.
"No, you had your chance to talk. Now, are you going to let me finish?" He gripped Kaiyō tighter, receiving a whimper, only for Midori to viciously stare at him, but remained tight-lip.
"Good." He loosened his hold. Relief etched on the younger sister's face.
"I need your opinion on something, Kaiyō. Do you think you can help with that?" He pushed her curly tendrils with his chin to kiss her pouty cheeks as she nodded.
"Of course, My Prince."
"Am I fair?"
Kaiyō looked confused and then glanced at her sister, not sure how to answer.
"Kaiyō?"
"Yes, you are fair, My Prince."
"Well, your sister finds my rules unfair. I repeatedly reprimanded her, denying her things, even going so far as to hurt her. Now, I don't like hurting anyone, especially those I care about."
He could see Midori begin to clench her teeth. Furiously staring, fist griped at her sides. He only found her even more beautiful.
"My question to you is: What can I do to make everyone happy? I thought of several options. If I strangle her-"
"NO, MY PRINCE!" Kaiyō cried out, receiving a comforting touch from her Prince.
"I understand, Kaiyō. That option would sadden me too. But If I let her FUCK anyone she wants," he seethed, glaring at the eldest sister. "Then, it breaks my heart."
"You have no fucking heart, you pathetic-"
Mitsuhide gripped Kaiyō's arm, bending it oddly, causing Midori to pause.
"AHHH," the youngest screamed, getting her eldest sister's attention.
"PLEASE don't hurt her." He glanced at Midori, begging for her sister's safety, an amused look on his face.
"Kaiyō, Do you want to take the punishment for your sister's transgressions?" Kaiyō held her arm, staring at her sister, not sure what to say.
"NO, She doesn't have to," Midori voiced, shaking as she whipped the tears that were falling.
"Does this mean I don't have to worry about my heart being broken?" He hugged Kaiyō, waiting for her answer, patiently waiting like a tentative child.
"Y...Yes."
"Thank you, Kaiyō, for your help. I find that this option, no one gets hurt and everyone's happy."
Kaiyō only seemed to nod as Midori stood staring at the ground. "Kaiyō, you can heal yourself. I'm sorry for hurting you. You've always been so good. You'll receive something extra special for helping me and receiving pain that could have been avoided," he looked at Kaiyō, who began to heal herself.
Once she healed her arm, she felt the Prince's hands grip her chin as he kissed her lips. Midori made to leave.
"No! You stay there." He scolded Midori, between breathless kisses to the youngest sister. He placed the young sister on the stone floor of the atrium, raising her skirt. He parted her legs, licking her slit once, only for his actions to be halted.
"Please, My Prince n...not like this," Kaiyō supplied, glancing at her sister.
"Of course," he chuckled, "How foolish of me."
Kaiyō made to stand when Mitsuhide halted her movements. "We shouldn't leave Midori out."
"Th..That's not what I meant. My Prince. I... I don't want to do this in front of Midori."
"You see, Kaiyō." His fingers drifted across her delicate features. "There's no room for negotiation. I wanted Midori to stay, watching us. But that's not something you wanted."
"I'm sorry."
"So I'm simply giving another alternative with her joining us. Should I give another alternative?"
Kaiyō refrained from saying anything, looking to her sister, regretting from saying anything at all. Afraid she might cause more trouble for Midori.
"Good girl. You stay there for a moment. Don't worry. I'm not upset." He gave her a chaste kiss. His eyes fixed on Midori as he began to remove his armor and then his clothing apparel underneath.
Midori made to take a step back, finding his hands enveloping her wrist.
"Do you think it's wise not to join us?" he mentioned, eyes fixed on her as he kissed her wrist. "Kneel."
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-Warning-
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"If you wanted an obedient whore to suck your cock, then look to your harem." She hollered, trying to release from his hold.
"Midori, you forget a concubine is just a glorified whore without a title." He laughed, "whomever I choose as a Queen is not above my power." He grabbed her hair, forcing her to submit to her knees while she continued to struggle.
"Midori," he sang, "I thought we were past this."
"You're a liar," she yelled, aggressively staring at him.
"Now that's a bit harsh," he rubbed his length, while his other hand held her chin.
"You're right; it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if I stay loyal or if I let everyone in Shun Nya have their way with me. You still will treat me the same. It doesn't matter if you hurt Kaiyō or me. You still will be the same asshole. I'm ashamed to admit I loved you. Right now, I hate you."
Mitsuhide continued to stroke himself in the middle of her tirade, silently staring at her with a quirked brow raised.
"Kaiyō!" he suddenly said.
The curly-haired blonde perked up at the Prince's demand of her.
"Yes, My Prince?"
"Leave us. I'll have to give you your reward later."
Kaiyō looked at her sister for a moment, hesitating in her movement.
"Kaiyō, I will not repeat myself," the Prince demanded. Kaiyō swallowed the bile in her throat as she left her sister with her Prince.
Once Mitsuhide made sure Kaiyō had left their presence, his focus shifted to the woman on her knees in front of him.
"Hate me? Who's the liar now, Midori." He bent down to her level, kissing the tears on her cheeks. "Let's play a game. You continue pretending that you hate me."
He turned her around quickly, shoving her face against the cement floor. Tearing her sheer garments from her body, while her rear faced his erect length.
"While I show you how much I care."
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I'm a little uncomfortable writing someone physically violated. Not to start judging other fanfic writers, who do those types of stories. I just don't like to go into too much detail. I know I wrote Midori and Kaiyō in a problematic situation, but I stopped describing what Mitsuhide does to Midori before it went any further. I figured I'd leave the readers to assume what happened to her. I just wanted to show you Mitsuhide as a character. Let me know what you thought or if you want to PM me on a personal level. I don't mind that either. Thanks for reading.
The next chapter I wrote. I just need to fix grammatical errors and will put upload the chapter. To make up for not uploading in so long. It will consist of everyone in Hueco Mundo. I promise more Ichihime.
