Well my Thanksgiving was awesome and I hope those who celebrated had a fun one with family and if you didn't celebrate hope you're feeling awesome as well. = ) So I told you guys last week that I had the next chapter but I had to fix it up a bit. This chapter is regarding most of the characters in Hueco Mundo. It also is full of laughs, especially from the last chapter that was a bit intense. Think of this chapter an early Christmas gift. Maybe I'll have another gift of FOS update in the near future (if I can pull my head out of my ass).

I'm going to have some insight to Ichika and Kazui's past. Some of you might see Ichika's character sort of a bitch, but she is struggling to improve herself. I love her character, I think she's adorable. If you don't that fine too.

I apologize if this story doesn't have enough Ichihime. I'm trying to balance it out and try to tell the story. I understand that I've been introducing other characters, but they are important to Orihime's world and who she is. I like to think when I have Kazui or Miume in a chapter, it's like an extension of Ichihime because it's their children. NO? Well I tried. LMAO! Hope you enjoy and leave a review. Please.

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Ichika had indulged Kazui's crush when he told her at the age of fifteen. She thought it was a phase since he had his share of girlfriends.

His first girlfriend, Chiaki, when Kazui turned, twelve, was an adorable relationship. That lasted for only two weeks. Chiaki had asked him his favorite spot to visit. He took her to the cemetery. Ichika ragged on Kazui for several months after his break up. Pitying him while giving him pointers on what girls liked.

She taught him how to flirt with a girl and even gave him his first kiss. It was probably the reason he became so obsessed in the first place. She told him it was merely nothing. He was fourteen, and she was sixteen at the time, besides she was obsessed with somebody else.

His second girlfriend, at the age of fifteen, was pushed on him one day when they hanged out at the mall together. She figured she be his wing woman, besides the girl, Haya, was a cute little thing. The young girl sported a short bob with sparkling dark eyes, that blushed whenever Kazui and her visited the donuts shop. Ichika had to practically convince the dense boy that the girl was crushing on him. So when she went back to Soul Society, she was happy to find out that Kazui got the cajones (Sp. balls) to ask the girl out. She was proud that Kazui was able to kiss the girl, and their relationship began to blossom. Ichika figured maybe she should be a little more blunt with her feelings with her crush. Only for Hideyoshi to be oblivious or flat out ignore her deliberate cute outfits. Granted, she was seventeen, and he was twenty-four, but when she mentioned that she had several admirers including Kazui. He only shrugged it off and told her to consider seeking out Kazui's affection. The blatant disregard for her feelings cast aside, and he only hurt her when the mute Shinigami sought out other women to satisfy him.

Kazui's relationship with Haya lasted only a year, it wasn't because of lack of trying, but Ichika learned he wasn't happy in the relationship. He always cast aside doing things he wanted to do for Haya because he was afraid of scaring her away. The more comfortable she was, the more depressed Kazui became in being someone he didn't want to be. So they ended the relationship on good terms, remaining good friends until she moved to another school.

It seemed whenever Ichika visited. She noticed Kazui was more evident with his feelings for her. She decided after shedding her last tears for Hideyoshi, she chose to give Kazui a chance. Her relationship with Kazui remained the same aside from, being more intimate by holding hands or kissing. They continued to play pranks, hang out, and talk about anything and everything. She wanted to say her feelings for him was love, but more like a friend's love. Her heart still remained attached to Hideyoshi, and it felt wrong using her best friend to squash the hurt feelings. It was a cycle, Hideyoshi indiscriminately found comfort in random girls, she'd even once saw him in action, opening the flood gates to a world of mental pain and lust-filled thoughts. She'd screamed, lash out, and then visit Kazui so he would dote upon her, treating her with so much care. The perfect boyfriend.

Ichika was making out with her on and off-again relationship with Kazui. He was such a great kisser, and that's all he was a great kisser. He never seemed to want to go any further. In some ways, she wasn't sure she could ever be sexual with him. How can you be with someone sexually when you always had someone else on your mind? It was when she felt Kazui lightly brush his hand against her breast that she jolted from her thoughts. It instantly caught his attention as he rose embarrassed, moving away from her. "S...Sorry."

She didn't say anything. She wasn't upset, a little relieved it didn't go any further. She could sense that her longtime companion was frustrated. "What's wrong?" she asked him.

"Do you ever think about... Um mm. Do you ever-"

"Spit it out, Kazui," she chuckled, causing him to sit up, face flushed abruptly. He rubbed his head in irritation as he sat on top of his desk.

"When you show me those magazines or videos from Lisa, is it because you think about... Um mm-"

"sex?" Ichika said it so casually, as Kazui avoided her stare. "I just show you, because I know you get all prudish and run away."

She started to laugh and instantly stopped when she saw he wasn't finding the conversation very humorous. She sat up from his bed, walking over to him to stroke his chin. His features were starting to harden and become more handsome, but still had a bit of his baby boy cherub cheeks.

"I think about you," he whispered, and her hand instantly stopped to glance at him. She knew what he meant, and she started to not like how the conversation was going.

"That's because you're a perv, Kazui. I'm too busy thinking about improving my skills and becoming stronger," she lied, she didn't have the heart that she did think about sex and touched herself regularly, but it wasn't him, it was always Hideyoshi.

Kazui glanced at her and nodded.

"Okay, I always feel like your distant when we kiss like you're bored, and your mind is elsewhere."

She didn't like being put under a microscope. She could only glare at Kazui and turn away.

"Of course, I'm bored. What can you possibly show me?"

It was supposed to be a joke. She regretted saying the words as she turned to find his shoulders slumped and feature downcast.

"Why do you do that, Ichika?"

"Do what?"

"Treat me like I'm a child. I'm eighteen."

"It's because you're a child. You barley turned eighteen, and you're already talking about having an affair."

"Affair?" Kazui looked confused.

"What do you think this is, Kazui? This right now is not permanent. You realize that, right?" She turned to him, grasping at his fingers as he mulled over what she was trying to tell him.

"I know but-"

"But nothing, Kazui. You'll start to age, and I'll remain looking exactly how I'll look once I reach twenty-one. What we have is great, but you can't honestly be serious about it?"

Kazui looked at her, feeling a little bit ashamed as he bit the inside of his cheek. Ichika was confused herself, but she knew she didn't feel right, using her best friend as a source of comfort. She loved him, she really did, but not- Ichika knew she had to end things before things got too serious.

"Kazui, I think we should end things now before things become more difficult. We can remain friends. I don't want to lose that bond with you."

"I...I don't want that either. But why can't we make it work?"

Ichika was finding it difficult to tell him no, with him being so sweet and trusting. There was nothing wrong with him, she was screwed up inside, and she couldn't ruin his life. She had countless years to grow while he had this one.

"Kazui, Please don't make this difficult. This hurts me too." It really did, the pain was unbearable, but this was the right thing to do. They sealed their break-up with a kiss, and before she headed back to Soul Society, she made sure to be with him. She didn't want her recent stay to be the last shitty thing she did, so she tried cheering him up by doing all the things they liked to do. She knew his smile wasn't as full, and his laughs weren't as obnoxiously loud.

It was a bitter sweet hookup that shouldn't have happened to begin with, but she didn't regret having someone love her. It just hurt she couldn't recuperate his feelings back, no matter how hard she tried. She didn't visit as often, feeling that he needed his space. She overheard from those in Sereitei he finally found someone, his fourth girlfriend, Okimi.

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The official break-up between her and Kazui was three years ago. He was eighteen and she, twenty. Ichika couldn't believe how fast time sped as she glanced out the dark expanse of Hueco Mundo. Now twenty-three years old. Her best friend looked thrilled, yet she felt a gnawing feeling in her chest. She had the same feeling when learning about Okimi. For some reason, seeing him with Princess Koemi, seemed different. When meeting Okimi, she knew it was a relationship doomed to fail. Kazui had hopped into a wrong decision, and it was all her fault. All she could do was let him make his own choices through his broken heart as the toxic relationship eventually ended. Kazui never confided in her about Okimi, and she only rejoiced in seeing her gone, and Kazui grew into his own. They fell into their old ways once more, and she missed him, it was the one thing she didn't want to lose.

Then seeing Kazui on the screen, telling her to be happy and not to worry about him. Idiot. She would always worry about him. From the first time she met him sixteen years ago, she knew they'd be inseparable. It didn't matter that they were from two different worlds. They were Nakama.

Ichika wasn't spoiled. Okay, maybe just a little. She finally had Hideyoshi. She wasn't sure what to call their relationship, but it was something. Deep down, she wanted her best friend too. She knew she couldn't have her cake and eat it too. She sighed. Her head hurt.

"I was wondering where you went," she heard her mother's voice say, as the Thirteenth Division Captain sat beside her.

"Captain Kuchiki," she jested, as her mother eyed her. She always made it a point to mockingly say 'Captain' whenever she wore the white captaincy robes.

"Fourth Seat Abarai," Rukia poked her daughter, who chuckled. "Want to talk about it?"

Ichika looked at the searching eyes of her mother, the same ones she inherited. She knew she could never lie to her parents, especially her mother. She laid her head on her mother's la[, while her mother stroked her hair, patiently waiting for her to confide to her.

"Change is a good thing, but I'm afraid of it. Does that make sense?"

"Is this about Kazui?"

Ichika flushed from embarrassment, her mother seemed to see right through her. She nodded while her mother continued to talk.

"Don't worry, you guys are still going to remain friends. Even though you both are starting new relationships, it won't change your dynamic with him. He'll still need you. It might be difficult in the beginning. There are still feelings there that hasn't left."

Ichika exhaled. "We shouldn't have gotten involved. It was so stupid."

"Yes, it was."

"Thanks, Mom. For being so blunt."

"You're Welcome." She laughed seeing the aggravated look, she inherited from Renji, "I always knew you had feelings for Hideyoshi. I found it odd when you got involved with Kazui. You're father and I wanted you to think for yourself, be independent, so I let you make your own decisions."

"You! So father didn't know about my feelings towards Hideyoshi?"

"Please, when it comes to being aware of his daughter's feelings he's ignorant. Yet, can see others people's heart on their sleeve."

"Like Ichigo," Ichika chuckled. Renji would always gloat about kicking Ichigo's ass into gear about his feelings toward Orihime. Telling others he went out of his way on his wedding day to talk to the dense idiot.

"Yes," Rukia smiled at her husband's continued harassment of their orange-haired friend. "but I'm glad you and Hideyoshi are-"

"It's just sex right now, Mom." She rose from her mother's lap, eyeing her reaction with amusement. Her mother tried to compose herself, fidgeting with her robes as the older woman blushed. She could only laugh. "I forget my parents, waited until marriage. I mean, how did you not jump Dad before that? He's a real stud, heard all the girls eyed him and Shuhei."

"Believe me it was very difficult. We were inseparable but I was also living in the Kuchiki household and Renji was Byakyua's Vice-Captain. Which meant-"

"Which meant. Uncle watched you guys like a hawk."

"Yes. It also didn't help that Nii-sama would always find something for his Vice-Captain to do whenever I visited your father's barracks."

"Please tell me you at least did things." Ichika questioned her mother.

"When we had some time alone. We kissed and were sexually intimate, it just didn't involve intercourse."

"So what did this entail: Fingers, Fondling, Fellatio?"

"Ichika, What the hell?" Rukia turned red, her mouth opened wide. She shouldn't have been surprised with Rangiku and Lisa divulging her daughter's head with information. No matter how hard Renji and Byakuya tried to shield Ichika from them.

"You're just like dad, except when he turns red after asking questions. He's mute and pretends I don't exist. I don't understand why though. You guys screw each other like rabbits. Is that why Chappy's your favorite?"

"Excuse me. How do you even know these things?"

Ichika deadpanned and glanced at her mother.

"Are you serious? We have rice paper walls, Mom."

Rukia fiddled her fingers and then proceeded to cough as she stood up.

"Well I'm glad we had this talk."

"Don't be embarrassed, Captain Kuchiki. All that pent up tension from being away from each other for forty years. It's no wonder you guys are so loud and aggressive."

Rukia's eyes widened.

"Be proud, Mrs. Abarai," Ichika finished, winking at the petite Captain.

Rukia watched her daughter leave, her perplexed behavior gone. She smiled to herself, glad that in some way she helped her daughter through some of her problems. Now resuming back to looking for the missing prisoner, that she was sure the others weren't putting as much effort. They knew Sosuke was no longer in this world, but the world they were waiting to enter.

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Miume and Yumiko trained most of the day. Miume needed to practice with aerial attacks while Yumiko tried strengthening in her bow, enough to wear down her shield. When the girls tired themselves was when they decided to call it quits. She walked to the main hall where most of everyone congregated for any updates or to just lounge. She found Tatsunari speaking to Jacinto. Miume tried to walk the other way when Yumiko wrapped her arms around hers.

"You are not leaving me."

"Yumiko, I'm still mad at him."

"Looking at it from his point of view. I see no reason to be mad at him."

Miume halted her steps to look at the Quincy, "You would take his side."

"Miume, I'm not taking anyone's side, but you're seriously unreasonable right now."

Miume fumed as she avoided looking at her friend. She didn't notice Jacinto blocking their path.

"Hello, Yumiko and Miume," he smiled, causing Yumiko to blush and avoid the other boy's stare.

"Hey Jacinto," she timidly waved, while Miume waved without saying anything. She looked up to see her boyfriend lagging behind Jacinto, slowly making his way towards them. He stopped when he saw the glare that Miume gave him, warning him to back off. He stood there for a moment fisting his hands at his sides before he continued to walk to them.

"Tatsu, No!" She growled out.

"No, Miume. This is ridiculous, and if you think I'm apologizing ... Well, think again."

She narrowed her eyes to him before she turned to walk away. She felt his hands around her wrist, preventing her from leaving. "Okay, Okay! I'm sorry."

"Tatsu, you have nothing to apologize for," Yumiko added, crossing her arms to glance at her friend.

"Yumiko, stay out of it. He should apologize for..."

"For nothing. You don't even know what you're mad about,"Yumiko added.

"I mad that he doesn't believe in me. I'm so sick of people treating me like I'm not able to handle myself. Help each other to get stronger instead of saying stupid shit like leaving someone behind. That's so selfish."

" I was only being proactive. I don't give a shit if you think it's selfish," Tatsunari yelled, causing her eyes to widen. He closed his eyes and breathed in and out. "That's it! You leave me no choice. It's time to bring out the big guns."

Miume watched Tatsunari take out his phone and then stalked off to Urahara.

Kisuke chuckled and nodded as Tatsunari explained something to him. Miume looked at her father, who had his arms crossed, looking at the whole exchange, patiently waiting to see if he had to intervene as he eyed the black-haired boy.

When Tatsunari got back, Miume looked at him, confused.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"You leave me no choice but to bring out the Bieber."

Miume paled as Yumiko laughed, and he deviously grinned.

"Don't you dare, Tatsu," she grabbed his shirt while she looked around the room that was fully occupied by everyone. Weren't they supposed to be training or looking for Aizen?

"What's going on?" Jacinto asked Yumiko, who was beside him as she blushed and explained.

"Miume was in love with Justin Bieber. Tatsunari went through the trouble of proving that he was just as cool if not better than him. When she got over him, Tatsu still likes to annoy Miume by playing his songs."

Jacinto chuckled.

It was too late for Miume as she looked up to her boyfriend, who signaled to Kisuke. The scientist pressed a button while music played throughout the vaulted room. Miume tried to run away from the utter embarrassment before Yumiko hugged her friend close to her.

"You can't miss this, Miume."

"I hate you." She pouted as Yumiko kissed her friend's sorrowful features.

Tatsunari began to sing with the music playing in the background.

'Show you off,

tonight I wanna show you off.

What you got, a billion could've never bought

We gonna party like it's 3012 tonight.

I wanna show you all the finer things in life.

So just forget about the world, be young tonight.

I'm coming for ya,

I'm coming for ya.'

Yumiko let her go as Tatsunari danced closer, holding the mortified girl's hand.

'Cuz all I need is a beauty and a beat

Who can make my life complete

Its all by you, when the music makes you move

Baby do it like you do.'

She couldn't deny that his voice was incredible, and his dancing skills were impeccable. She just didn't need any more of this humiliation, she walked away, moving through the crowd that gathered around her. She couldn't escape as he used his athleticism to run across the tables and flip in front of her. He grinned as he came closer, turning her around to wrap his arms around her from behind. She could feel his chest as he positioned his hands to her hips to sway with him.

'Body rock, girl, I can feel your body rock.

Take a bow, you on the hottest ticket now.'

She swallowed, feeling his lips kiss her neck, but then his body disappeared. She suddenly missed his warmth. He flew a reasonable distance away, and she saw her father standing beside her. He glared at the boy who was dancing with Nel and her mother, who both giggled at him. Miume couldn't help but laugh as well as he displayed his impressive dancing moves.

'Body Rock, I wanna feel your body rock!

Cuz all I need is a beauty and a beat.

Who can make my life complete.'

Miume forgetting her anger, walked to him, hugging her stupid boyfriend as she danced along with him. When the song ended, she could only tell him what was on the tip of her tongue.

"I'm sorry."

He chuckled breathlessly, as she could tell he was clearly out of breath from dancing. She couldn't help biting her lips, seeing his chest heave up and down, as his collarbone showed a bit of sweat that trickled down. She looked at him and was about to lean in to kiss him when they were interrupted by Nel's outburst.

"Look, Grimmy! Miume is eye fucking Tatunari."

Miume so mortified hid her face into her boyfriend's chest. Only to whimper at smelling how delicious he smelt. Tatsunari's eyes widened at hearing his girlfriend moan. He stood still while receiving death glares from Ichigo as well as Grimmjow.

"Nel, I don't think it's appropriate in this situation," Grimmjow stated, still eyeing the spiky-haired boy while Ichigo removed a mortified Miume from his grasp.

"Why did you find it hilarious when I directed it to Kazui?"

"Yeah, Well, that was different."

"How so?" Nel asked curiously, only for her to be answered by Daichi.

"Because Grimmy has a soft spot for Miume. Careful Tatsu, Ichigo is not the only one wanting to remove your testicles surgically." The blonde laughed along with his new friend, Raven, as they played chess to pass the time.

"Maybe he could dodge them both with his dancing moves," Raven suggested as he chuckled.

"Oh, How sweet. Daichi made a new friend. Are only assholes allowed in this club?"

Raven stood, towering over the spiky-haired boy who wasn't intimidated by his stature. "I suggest you refrain from saying shit to me."

"Or what?" Tatsunari shot back.

Raven raised his hand as his bow appeared. It was a dark blue compound bow, with different cables and pulleys. He pulled down on the closest cord, as an arrow materialized. "My hand might slip." He grinned.

"Mine might slip too," Yumiko intervened as her smaller bow was out and aimed at the pink-haired Quincy.

Raven smiled and blew a kiss at Yumiko before he shot the arrow to Tatsunari, whose black scales blocked in time.

Yumiko made to shoot when Raven stomped his foot to the floor, causing the level in front of her to elevate, blocking her shot. She had to move aside quickly before the arrow doubled back to her. She heard a stomp again, only for the sidewall to head in her direction while she dodged the oncoming attack.

Uryu made to intervene when he felt Mayumi hold his arm, shaking her head that their daughter could handle this.

"You forgot I'm a Fullbringer too." Raven cheekily stated.

Tatsunari snarled and flew towards the male Quincy, colliding with his chest before he could aim another shot. The spiky-haired boy made to punch Raven in the face only for his fist to collide with a shield.

"Learn to take a fucking joke, Tatsunari," Daichi stated, as his hands were outmaneuvering his shield.

"It's your friend who can't take a joke. Stay out of it, you bitch," Tatsunari yelled.

Then the shield pushed him hard, if not for his wings to prevent him from colliding against the wall.

Yumiko shot her arrow at Daichi as he blocked, only for his head to collide with the ground, when Miume ran and kicked the blonde hard in the stomach.

"Enough, you idiots!" Miume shouted out at the boy on the ground and the pink-haired brute.

"Yeah, tell your boyfriend to stop running his fucking mouth," Raven implored, glaring at the auburn-haired girl.

Before Ichigo could get between the two, he felt something coming. He turned and found another wormhole, opening.

Already donned in his Shinigami uniform, he pulled out his sword as the others in the room readied themselves.

A wine-haired beauty walked out of the wormhole, maneuvering a box-like cage that held a prisoner. The woman had some features of the Queen that had been among their presence a few hours ago. Her face was more firm, hardened instead of the more rounded and soft features that the Queen had. More muscular instead of curvaceous, her armor showed the wear and tear of battles she been in as she narrowed her eyes at the soldiers around her.

"Put your weapons down, you fools. I am not your enemy." She settled the cage beside her as she sighed.

"Well, excuse me if I'm not so fucking trusting," Ichigo hollered, still holding his sword. The woman shook her head as she kicked the boxed prison. The held prisoner inside, he woke from his drunken sleep before he started to pound the case around him. Ichigo stepped closer to see the King, encased inside.

"Your eyes don't deceive you. That's King Noboru. He's my prisoner, which means no one lays a damn hand on him." She eyed Ichigo and then the rest.

"Look, we don't give a fuck about the kinky shit your into. We just want answers. Who the fuck are you?" Grimmjow asked.

The woman rolled her eyes as she took her makeshift bag that was on her arms while she sat down. The others' nerves settled, but they were still on guard.

"The name is Anatonai. Sister to that bitch, you call Queen and daughter of our World's Oracle Pythia," she sighed as she stretched her arms, looking around. She stood to grasp a large leg from an animal, she assumed from someone else's plate and began to eat.

"Why are you here with him?" Orihime stepped forward. Anatonai couldn't help but sneer at her niece's features. Orihime furrowed her eyes at her with worry as the woman sighed.

"I apologize. You look so much like that selfish whore. Forgive me, I'm a bit in shock at the moment."

"I understand," Orihime said, as Anatonai nodded and answered her question.

"Your fa- King Noboru is an intricate part of my mother's design. I'm not sure of that plan myself, but I'm supposed to prevent him from getting killed."

"Well, the option of bringing him here wasn't any fucking better," Ichigo growled out. Orihime placed her hands on her husband's arm as he looked at his wife. She didn't have to explain what she wanted. It was her eyes that told him to hold off on removing them from this place. Maybe his anger stemmed from having to be lenient with her father. He didn't like it, but it was her choice as he sighed and nodded in agreement. Orihime glanced at Grimmjow as well as the Captain Commander, as they both nodded.

"It's okay to leave him here," Orihime announced.

Anatonai looked between Orihime and Ichigo as she nodded before walking up to her prisoner. The barrier that surrounded the King disappeared. She didn't feel the need to lower the box and just let him fall a small distance while he ungracefully fell to the ground.

He stood from the ground as he smiled at the people around him that obviously wasn't a fan of his presence. Then glanced at the woman who he hadn't seen for twenty thousand years.

"Wow, it's been a long time. What was it, ten or twenty millennia ago?" Noboru questioned her while she summoned her shield to bend into cuffs, wrapping them around him, without saying a word. He nervously materialized a cup of wine and was about to take a sip when she took it out of his hand and chugged it down her throat. When she finished, she looked at the cup and handed it back to him. He sighed and made the cup disappear.

"Look, little Anai. Why don't you-"

'PUNCH' he felt himself fall backward from the punch he received, and with his hands tied, his head banged the white cemented floors of Los Noches. His eyesight blurred for a moment, then felt her straddle his stomach as she pulled him close. He saw the furious glare of Anatonai. Her fiery stare was so unlike the timid little girl he once knew.

"You are only in my custody because Pythia feels your life is vital in this coming war. She'ol has given Mitsuhide permission to kill you. Go ahead and head back to Shun Nya, I dare you. Queen Miku can't protect you forever by pleasing the Prince's cock," She chuckled, watching the King's eyes grow in size.

"Why would She'ol-"

"Because his agreement with Amaretsu of keeping his distance from our affairs has run its course." She seethed, pushing his body back to the floor. She used her hand to help him up while he thought about his predicament. "You don't get to call me Little Anai, not anymore." With that, she pushed him to walk, as she looked to the others. "Where can I keep him?"

"Great! We lose a prisoner only to obtain a new one."

"Shut up, Shinji! If you care so much about Aizen, maybe you should have paid attention to him, instead of 'eye-fucking' the Queen," Kenshiro mused, cracking his neck from side to side.

"I'm getting tired of you, ever since you've become Captain. You've been spouting your mouth all the time. I liked you better when you stayed quiet and wore military pants — looking like a poor excuse for an 80's action film star. News flash Kenshiro, nobody watches Universal Soldier anymore."

"What, since when?!" Jacinto added, looking to his father for confirmation, who shook his head no.

"It's not true, just let him talk," Sado patted his son's shoulder as he looked confused.

"Yeah, Jacinto. Obviously, what Prince Valiant is trying to say is utter bullshit. Sgt Andrew Scott was my idol." Tatsunari clarified.

"Don't remind me. Tatsu had a necklace of hanging ears around his neck and thought it was hilarious when he would tell people, 'I'm all ears.'" Yumiko stated, rolling her eyes as Miume chuckled.

"Did you just call me Prince Valiant because of my hair, you piece of shit?" Shinji yelled at the spiky-haired boy.

"Can I please send my prisoner somewhere? So I don't have to deal with your tedious arguing about nonsense," Anatonai demanded, placing her hands at her hips, with an angry look as she shot daggers at everyone.

"We apologize. I will direct you to a room," Orihime intervened. She sensed her husband following, but immediately turned, "Don't worry, Ichigo, I'll be okay." Ichigo was hesitant before she smiled, giving him a light kiss on his cheek before directing people who were supposedly her kin.

Orihime led them to the room that had housed Aizen. She knew it was pointless, especially with the King having the power to create a wormhole and escape. She turned to sneak a peek at the man who was her father. His head hung low, ever since hearing the news of She'ol's acceptance of ending his life. When he looked up to see her glancing at him, he smiled. Orihime abruptly turned around and couldn't help but feel nauseous.

Sora. Noboru smiled like her brother, and she felt the pain of her sibling's loss cut deep again in her heart.

She opened the white door directing them inside. There was a decent size bed and a white couch, situated in the room.

"You lost a prisoner?"

Orihime looked to see Anatonai push her father abruptly on the couch while she asked her question.

"Yes, a man named Sosuke Aizen."

When the name left the healer's lips, both Immortals abruptly stopped what they were doing to look at each other. Orihime found this strange as they continued as if nothing happened.

"Do you know him?" she curiously asked.

"I've heard of a man named Sosuke, but it can't be the same one." Anatonai expressed, settling on the bed and lying down, a look of bliss on her features.

"Maybe you heard of him from other Fae who traveled between our worlds. He's known throughout Soul Society because of his deeds against the Shinigami." Orihime conveyed as the woman on the bed looked at her with a raised brow.

"The man I knew died twenty thousand years ago."

Orihime looked towards her father, who avoided her gaze as his eyes focused on the window that showed the moon.

"No, he couldn't possibly be the same person," Orihime giggled as she twiddled her fingers. "If you're hungry, I can bring you some more food."

The woman in the bed waved her off, "The meat on the bone I ate was sufficient." She saw Orihime glance at the man on the couch, hesitant to ask if he wanted anything. "As for him," she chuckled before lying back down, "he can drink himself into a coma, for all I care. My apologies for being so rude, but I haven't rested for a while."

"O...Oh, Of course ... I'm sorry. Forgive me for keeping you up." She bowed in apology as she made to leave the room.

"We will talk again, Orihime. I promise," Anatonai expressed, giving her niece a warm smile. Orihime smiled and nodded in understanding as she exited the room. King Noboru made to comment when she glared at him before he could open his mouth.

"I'm not in the mood to hear your bullshit, Noboru," she growled out, lying back and shutting her eyes.

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Orihime walked through the corridors of Las Noches, distancing herself from the people who knew a life she wasn't partial to. She wrapped her arms around herself as she walked with her head low, deep in thought. She felt her husband's spiritual pressure away from the others at a distance somewhere. She searched and found that he was alone. She followed his warmth to smell his aura surrounding the place he was near. She noticed the long stairway that lead up to-

Her prison.

Well, it hadn't been that for a long time. Orihime exhaled, walking up the steps. She noticed the hole that Grimmjow had created so long ago was fixed. There was a newly patched up area that was whiter than the old walls that surrounded it. She pushed the white door, to see her husband standing in front of the barred window as the moon cast its light into the dark room. He didn't stir as she made her presence known, but Orihime knew that Ichigo knew she was behind him.

"Normally, when you meet your girlfriend's family, it's meeting the parents over dinner while the brother and father grill you." Ichigo jested while he exhaled.

"I guess it was never really ordinary being with me," Orihime chuckled, causing her husband to finally turn in his wife's direction, giving her a thoughtful smile.

"At least the brother grilling me on your behalf is a little accurate, even though he was a Hollow."

"Yeah," she whispered, reminiscing on the fight Ichigo had with Sora when he was Hollow Acidwire.

Ichigo saw the tears in his wife's eyes that trickled down while she smiled. She felt her husband wrap his arms around her, protectively. He heard her chuckling behind her tears while she grasped his Shinigami attire.

"Fuck normal. Sorry. I mean, who cares about normal," Ichigo caressed her head. She shook her head and pushed away a little to glance up at him.

"I know. It's just everything has been going so fast around us, that when I finally stop to think about it. I'm even more confused. My mind feels like when Tsukishima messed with it, except its different. I was too young to comprehend what memories were real about my past. But how much of my memories with Sora were really altered? The Sora I grew up with- Is that the real Sora, or would he have been a different person if his memories weren't changed?"

"Orihime. Stop. You'll drive yourself crazy. When...Tsukishima messed with your mind. You were still the same Orihime who loved me. From what I gathered from Fuminori's story, Sora would have still been the same loving brother, memories altered or not."

Ichigo caressed his wife's cheeks as she nodded. After a while, she looked around and then looked back at him.

"What made you come here?" She smoothed her hands across his chest, watching as her husband sighed.

"I guess I wanted to confront this room finally. Can you believe I never stepped foot in this room?"

"Since Grimmjow blew a hole in the wall and brought me to you. I guess you really didn't." She swallowed, thinking about his lifeless face almost to the brink of death as she brought him back. Only for him to-

"Stop Orihime!" his words halting her troubled thoughts.

"What?" she bit her lip.

"I know what you're thinking. If you were strong enough, maybe I wouldn't have experienced death. Blaming yourself doesn't solve anything. I could blame myself being so close to this room and not being strong enough to defeat Ulquiorra for the first time. They only cause troubled thoughts. We have a family now with happy memories. You have to promise that those bad memories are left in the past. Promise?" He hugged her close as he was comforted by her strawberry smell.

"I promise!"

"Good. Let's head back. I want to train a bit m-"

Orihime tugged her husband's clothing before he could exit from the room.

"Orihime?" Ichigo asked his wife, curiously. Orihime's eyes darted around the room, and he could see her cheeks reddened. While she timidly held his black hakama.

"Y...You think we could make other memories in this room?"

"Huh?"

"W...What if you were able to defeat Ulquiorra for the first time and was able to reach my room. What would you have done?" He watched his wife bite her lip, looking up at him.

"Well? There was Grimmjow and the other Arrancar I would have to deal with, also including Tosen, Gin, and Aizen."

"Stop!" He could see his wife's aggravated look along with her flushed features. "For argument's sake. Let's say that ...Um mm, after defeating Ulquiorra, you had a significant amount of time before having to deal with everyone else."

Ichigo thought about it, and that's when the light in his head clicked. He gave Orihime his roughish grin as he reached for her, only for her to stop.

"Wait! " She pushed him backward until he was out of the room. "P... Pretend We're Sixteen again, and it was that day all those years ago. Once I close this door, count to twenty, and enter the room."

"Are we role-playing, Orihime?" Ichigo grinned, not before Orihime shut his mouth with a kiss.

"Yes!" she closed the door but quickly popped her head out, "Remember I'm Inoue and you're-"

"Kurosaki-kun!" Ichigo mocked her while she furrowed her brows at him, then closing the door.

Ichigo couldn't help but feel a bit excited as he smiled and brought out his sword. He began to count.

20, 19,18-

It's been a while since they role-played. It's been usually a nurse or doctor.

15,14,13-

A little bit of pretending that they were back in high school already confessing to one another.

9,8,7-

He needed to stop thinking about those times. He could already feel himself stiffen.

3,2,1.

Ichigo opened the white door. He rushed into the room with his sword at the ready. Orihime jumped from her seat at the couch and looked at him in shock.

"K...Kurosaki-kun?" she had a smile with unshed tears. She was really getting into this, Ichigo thought.

"Inoue. Are you okay?" He looked her over as she walked closer to him.

"Yes," she whipped her face, "but why did you come?"

"I'm sorry for saying this, Inoue, but that's a foolish question."

He saw her eyes look at him in confusion before he continued. "We're Nakama, remember." He smiled at her as her face lite up her darkened prison, but then the smile faded as she avoided his stare. "Of course. Kurosaki-kun."

"What's wrong, Inoue?" he stepped closer, putting his sword down at his side.

"What if you were hurt or worse. You shouldn't risk yourself for me. Even if we are friends."

She felt his hand on her chin, lifting it so she could face him, "Stop talking like that. I swore an oath to protect you, didn't I?"

"Yes but-" his lips crashed onto hers, causing her to moan as her arms wrapped around his neck. When they parted, she looked at him in surprise.

"K-Kurosaki-kun? What was that for?" she breathlessly confessed.

"When they told me you were taken or d...dead. I kept thinking about never being able to see you again. I have these feelings for you that I can't explain, but I constantly think about you." He brushed the strand across her ear.

"I... I love you, Kurosaki-kun," her eyes widened as she stared at his shocked expression.

"Y...You love me, I-" she kissed him back before he could say anything else. She found her hands moving from his neck to touch his broad shoulders. He was a lot thinner back then but still muscular. She preferred the older Ichigo. Broad-shouldered; everything about him was wider. She shook her head, remembering that they were supposed to be in the past.

Ichigo moved his hands down to her hips as he thought about how much his wife's hips had grown, with maturity and giving him two children. He lifted her, placing her onto the white sofa.

"K-Kurosaki-kun, but I'm heavy," she moaned out.

"You're not as heavy as you look, Inoue," he gave a Cheshire Cat-like grin. "Now, without Nel interrupting us or getting hit in the nuts," he whispered against her lips. "I didn't mean it as an insult. In fact, I probably had my head in the gutter without even realizing it, Inoue."

Orihime began to redden as she laid on the couch, looking up at her husband. "W...What do you mean, Kurosaki-kun?"

She felt Ichigo's hands brush against her breasts and down lower to her curves. "I'm not blind, Inoue. You have a body that is well-endowed and forgive me for thinking that I thought you'd weigh more."

"I can't believe I never caught that, Ichigo," Orihime giggled as her husband glared at her from drifting from character. "Sorry... Kurosaki-kun," she covered her breasts from embarrassment. "D... Does having big breasts bother you?"

He didn't answer her question, as he began to remove her shirt while he gazed upon her beautiful mounds. He lightly kissed the nipples that were starting to harden and peek through her bra. She gasped, "Mm-mm Kurosaki-kun. I hope this isn't a dream."

Her comment brought Ichigo to give her a small bite on her perky tip, causing her to moan louder.

"I guess it's not a dream," he chuckled pushing her bra up, licking her breasts, eliciting a chorus of pleas from the woman under him. His hands the proceeded to lift her long white skirt, finding the warmth between her legs. His tongue darted into her mouth, swallowing the cries she uttered while he played with her nub. He pushed her panties aside, inserting two of his fingers into her opening, loving how her face writhed in pleasure.

"You know you're the first and ever girl I've ever jacked off to," he whispered. He felt her insides grip his fingers while she whimpered as she came.

"Ahhh..That's not fair, Ichigo."

"Why because I know your weakness?"

"You weren't aware of it at the time," she panted, pushing him away in frustration.

Roleplay over.

She found it sexy that Ichigo did find other women attractive during his adolescence but only touched himself whenever he thought of her. He grinned as he pulled out his length while he widened her legs. He stopped to hover over her wet lips as she pleaded with him, with her big doe eyes. "You know what's not fair. Is that I'm not the only guy you fingered yourself to."

Orihime's eyes widen, and before she could defend herself, he thrust into her. He lifted one of her legs over his shoulders as she moaned incoherently.

"That...Doesn't count...MM MM."

"Doesn't count," he chuckled. "Why not?"

"He's a fictional character and...Oh, God. Mm mm... a ninja." Her head lulled back as he continued to thrust into her aggressively.

"If it doesn't count, why did it take you so long to mention it. Huh?" He slammed into her, not giving her a chance to speak, feeling that she was close to becoming undone. "You knew I played Ninja Gaiden."

"But... mm-mm, it was when you dressed up like Ryu Hayabusa for that cosplay fundraiser we held to help Tatsuki's dojo," she pouted when he angrily slammed into her wet hole.

"That wasn't the only time, Orihime," she could hear her husband's voice change into his hollow. He nipped at her neck and breasts as she finally let go. He didn't stop his assault on her wet folds as he pulled out and slammed back in. Her half-lidded eyes barely opened to see the black and yellow pupils that were staring back at her. He grinned deviously and licked his lips seeing his wife, sweating, flushed, and perfect lips opened.

"I'm still imagining you, just wearing Hayabusa's gear," she said breathlessly, then closing her eyes when he pushed all the way. He leaned close to nip at her neck a little harder as he laughed.

"No worries."

Orihime glanced at his smiling face and dark expression. She clenched around him and saw her husband close his eyes to groan. He pushed out one final time to shove his way back into her and didn't stop until he released himself into her already soaked center. He sighed, his head falling onto her chest.

"I can't believe you're still upset about that," she giggled while stroking her husband's hair as his head remained against her chest. His normal voice barely returning when he answered.

"Who's upset?" He lifted his head to look up at her while the black swirls disappeared.

"First, you still mention it, and Second, you trashed all the DOA and Ninja Gaiden games, the day after I told you."

"I didn't like one of the game's ending."

"You're such a liar," she laughed, stroking his handsome features as he kissed her lips. He looked at her, grinning fondly at her smiling face that had been in tears a half an hour ago.

"Let's stay here just a little bit longer before we have to return to the circus of clowns that's below us." He told her nestling his head back onto her chest while closing his eyes.

"Okay," she whispered, rubbing her fingers through his orange hair.

x


So many things to say about this chapter. Where the hell do I begin. Let's go by POV.

Ichika and Kazui. Like I said, I feel bad for Ichika. Okay, so yes she treated Kazui more like a brother than an actual boyfriend, but that's what I wanted to convey. She was young as well as him and we all make mistakes. I want to show that she's working through it. Just like Kazui is.

Ichika with Rukia. I feel bad for not having Rukia in here as much, because as a character I love her. I loved writing the dynamic with her daughter. I also loved making Rukia uncomfortable, because she's still a parent. I'm a parent myself and I have nightmares talking about 'sex' with my daughter. It has to be done, but she's still young. #cries

side note- I wasn't sure if I gave Ichika a position in the 6th squad. I put her on 4th seat since Hideyoshi was 3rd seat. I'd have to check previous chapters, if I'm wrong, my bad

Miume and Tatsunari. What can I say that I haven't said already. I love these two. The Bieber song "Beauty and the Beat' I'm sorry I had too. I kind of like having Miume as Grimmjow's adopted daughter, he insists on being. Much to Ichigo's irritation.

The fight between Tatsunari, Yumiko, Miume vs Raven, and Daichi. Raven's powers is like Daryl Dixon from the Walking Dead (his Quincy compound bow) meets earth bending (his Fullbringer, don't have a name for it yet.)

The Universal Soldier reference, I couldn't stop laughing. Yes I loved Dolph Lundren he was awesome. Those of you who didn't get the reference. Watch it? or don't. = )

Anatonai and Noboru introduction. Things are getting interesting. I bet you want to know the story behind those two. What's got Anatonai so heated? *giggles*

Ichihime. Roleplay. Need I say more. The last bit about Orihime pleasing herself on a fictional character, it was supposed to be One Piece's Genos. But the timeline of when the manga came out and BLEACH's actual timeline didn't fit. Oh well. So I put Ichigo's Ryu cosplay from my other flashback story in LLAOH. The reason for Genos because when my husband and I first started watching One Piece I was like "He looks like Ichigo when his eyes turn black and yellow.