A/N: Thank you everyone who reviewed, alerted etc., I am sooo happy that everyone is enjoying the story so far!.
Apologies for the late update, I have had a lot going on in my life at the moment and it has been a giant mess up until recently. Slowly, bit by bit I will regularly update again.
Warning: 1) I made Orihime a little angry with Ichigo in this chapter, please forgive me but I need it for character development.
2) smut
Enjoy!
Swallowing what felt like shards of glass; Ichigo's hazel eyes widened at the words that came from the beauty standing before him.
He was at a loss for words as he comprehended what Orihime had just said to him. "Grimmjow Jaegarjaquez…Grimmjow Jaegarjaquez…"
The words sunk like an anchor in the sea. "How…when did you…." he murmured incredulously; how was it even possible she was unscathed?
Ichigo was brought back to reality when he felt hands encase his own; tugging his arm in an almost desperate manner.
"Kuro-Ichigo-kun, I'm alright, he didn't hurt me so don't worry. He seemed….nice".
Instantly she regretted the words as soon as they left her mouth. A combination of hurt and confusion spread across the orange haired vampire's features.
Gripping her petite shoulders; Orihime winced as Ichigo yanked her forward so their faces were merely centimetres apart. "Nice? Orihime you have no fucking idea who you're dealing with. Grimmjow is known for being a rogue killer. He could of killed you in a flash damn it!"
Orihime diverted her gaze down so he could not see the anger in her eyes. She was sick of feeling weak all the time; Tatsuki had always protected her but now she wanted to stand on her own two feet. "But he didn't….did he?"
Ichigo couldn't believe what she was saying. "No you don't get-"
"So I'm supposed to wait inside until you are with me? I don't need your protection…or anybody else's. I'm sick of being the weak one." Orihime snapped, pulling away from Ichigo's grip.
She turned on her heel and began walking away; her skirt swishing around her shapely thighs with each movement. He couldn't see her cry now, not after her outburst; it would completely contradict her words.
She knew he was probably hurt with her reaction; after all he was just concerned for her safety. Tatsuki had always commented on how naïve she was for trusting strangers and watched her back for years. Before that it had been Sora who protected her, and now Ichigo was taking over. It was too much.
Using the back of her sleeve to wipe away the ready-to-fall tears, Orihime did not see the figure suddenly in front of her, and collided into the rock hard chest.
A pair of strong arms grabbed her mid-section, pulling her flush against the callous torso.
Orihime didn't need to look up to see who it was. Ichigo had a certain hold on her that she could recognise. "I'm not sorry for wanting to protect you", he whispered into her ear; a shiver running down her spine with each word.
Placing to hands onto his chest, Orihime pushed herself back to look up at the hazel eyes that were boring into her grey ones. "You can't always be there to protect me…I don't even know what I need to be protected from. Since I met you, my life has been one big whirlwind."
Ichigo's grip on her tightened as a look of hurt dawned his normally scowling features. Swallowing thickly, he asked the one question he was dreading an answer to. "Do you regret it?"
"No… Because then I would of never met you. I know we haven't really had time to get to know each other properly, but this feels right… if that makes any sense". Giggling nervously, Orihime scratched the back of her head.
Ichigo grinned down at the blush that was now gracing her delicate features. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her against him again and locked his lips with her unsuspecting ones. A soft gasp escaped her mouth at the sudden contact before her lips moved in sync with his.
Burying his hands into the long, slightly curled tresses; Ichigo crushed their bodies together and licked her bottom lip for entrance.
"Orihime!" a voice interrupted, sending the two to jump apart in fright.
The pair turned their heads to see a bewildered Tatsuki and a not-so-phased Chad no more than 6ft away from them.
Orihime's cheeks flared up with embarassment at having been caught by her and Ichigo's best friends. This was not how she wanted Tatsuki to find out about Ichigo.
"Tatsuki-chan! You remember Ichigo-kun from the bar ne?" Orihime flashed a smile at the raven haired girl who was now glaring daggers at Ichigo.
"Ichigo huh? Chad told me a lot about you…he just never mentioned the part about you being a pervert." Tatsuki growled.
Ichigo felt a vein throb on his forehead. "Oi! I am not a pervert!"
Orihime stepped in between the dark tension forming between the two hot-heads. Grabbing her friend's hand, she dragged her away from the two vampires to speak to her.
"Tatsuki-chan don't pick on him, he's a really nice person. Just give him a chance…I think you two could become great friends, your both alike!" Orihime laughed at the offended look Tatsuki sported.
"Hey I never scowl! I don't get what you see in him…but…if you like him that much then I'll give him a chance". Tatsuki smirked as Orihime raised her hands in the air in happiness; thanking her over and over.
Heading back toward to the two confused and cautious vampires; Tatsuki marched straight up to Ichigo and yanked his collar so he was eye level with her. "Listen up. I'm going to let you two be, but if you ever hurt her or let anything happen to her….vampire or not, I will kick your ass. Got it?"
Ichigo nodded once as Tatsuki released him and stood back beside Chad. Tatsuki reminded him of a more aggressive Rukia, which scared the hell out of him. He would have never figured Tatsuki and Orihime to be so close.
"Alright Chad and I are heading down to the bar; he's helping me unload the new stock of Pigeon Ruby. Are you guys coming?" Tatsuki asked over her shoulder as her and Chad turned to walk.
Ichigo grabbed Orihime's wrist before she answer. "I need to talk to my family about Grimmjow and I think they will want to talk to you seeing as you met him."
Orihime glanced at Tatsuki and back again to Ichigo as he continued. "She'll be fine, Chad is with her and he won't let anything happen to her. I told him about Grimmjow."
Nodding in agreement, Orihime turned to her friend. "Actually Ichigo-kun and I are going to get some food so we'll catch up with you guys later!"
Tatsuki and Chad exchanged a look before waving over their shoulders goodbye, and proceeding down the path.
Ichigo ran a hand through his orange spikes and sighed. "Okay you should know my dad is…weird."
Orihime furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Eh? What do you mean?"
Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Ichigo bowed his head in shame. "You'll see for yourself."
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Ichigo released Orihime onto her feet as they came into the clearing of the Kurosaki home. It was quite a big house surrounded by a forest on the outskirts of Karakura.
Orihime was in awe as she took in the scenery surrounding the home; the sun gave the house a duskish appearance shining through the trees, and reflected off the nearby lake. "Its so pretty out here".
Ichigo scoffed while motioning her toward the front door. He wanted to get this shameful meeting over and done with, and dear kami did he hope his father wouldn't embarrass him.
Taking a shaky breath, Ichigo opened the front door and called out to his family. "I'm home!"
Orihime didn't see the foot suddenly appear; sending a kick in Ichigo's direction. All she saw was Ichigo lock his arms around a leg and throw the figure past her as it splashed into the lake.
"That was my father." Ichigo grumbled, motioning for her to go inside quickly before his father returned.
"IIIIICHIIIIGOOOO!", the man boomed, diving toward Ichigo who sighed in frustration. The man's bearded face collided with the newly slammed shut door, eliciting a whimper of pain to be heard.
Orihime looked at Ichigo in worry, who just waved her off. "Don't worry he does that for attention. Any second now he will barge in."
The front door slammed open, causing Orihime to yelp in surprise. A man who looked in his forties, black haired and bearded, and wearing wet clothes panted at the opened door; his eyes roaming the room until they landed on Orihime.
Isshin's eyes flickered back and forth from Ichigo to Orihime. A goofy grin played across his features as he looked Orihime up and down. "Son, she's beautiful but daddy can't give his heart away again."
Ichigo delivered a swift kick to his fathers stomach; sending Isshin to fall onto his back. "Shut up old man! I didn't bring her here for you! She's with me."
Isshin looked up at his son in surprise before pouncing back onto his feet and diving at an enlarged poster of a woman with light, wavy, long brown hair. Clutching at the poster frantically, Orihime could barely here his mumbles about how "our son isn't gay" and something about grandchildren.
Laughing at Isshin's cries of happiness, Orihime watched as Ichigo stomped toward his father and yanked him away from the poster. "Dammit stop talking to that poster! I thought I told you to take it down! If you won't then I will."
Ichigo removed the large poster only to see another underneath. Growling in frustration, he took the second one and finding another under that. "How many are there!?"
Isshin flashed another goofy grin and gave him thumbs up before trotting toward Orihime who looked startled at the sudden proximity of the older Kurosaki.
"My name is Inoue Orihime; it's very nice to meet you Kurosaki-san!" Orihime smiled, bowing her head politely.
Isshin pulled the auburn haired beauty into a tight bear hug. "No need for formalities Orihime-chan! Please call me Isshin, and you can call me daddy when you and Ichigo get marr-".
"Shut up! And let go your crushing her!., Ichigo interjected, prying Orihime from his father. After several minutes of a tug-of-war between the Kurosaki men, Orihime regained her balance and Isshin pouted like a child.
Both Ichigo and Isshin turned their heads to the open front door at the familiar reiatsu approaching. "Well this is rare, Rukia without Renji." Ichigo scoffed, as the petite vampire entered the house.
"Shut it, Renji is currently helping Nii-sama handle this situation with the Council." Rukia huffed, side stepping away from Isshin's attempt to catch her into a hug.
Seeing Orihime, Rukia smiled at her, diverting her attention. "Good to see you again Inoue; I'm sorry about myself and Renji intruding on you two earlier."
Orihime blushed profusely, waving her hands in front of her face. "N-no not at all! I'm sorry you and Abarai-kun had to see that, Kuchiki-san!"
An awkward silence hung in the air as Isshin's eyes lit up at the curiosity of what Rukia and Renji had seen. "What was that? Don't tell me you were….oh Ichigo my boy! After all these years you've finally become a man.", he roared, clapping a hand onto his sons shoulder.
Ichigo shook in anger before tackling the idiotic man to the ground. Sighing, Rukia grabbed Orihime's hand to drag her away from the wrestling match between the two Kurosaki men.
"Come on Inoue, Ignore those fools. I'll show you around."
Rukia pointed at the different rooms of the house as they made their way around the never ending corridors. Orihime had hoped she could see more of the Kurosaki family; for vampires they seemed very normal.
"Um..Kuchiki-san? Can I ask you something?" Orihime watched as the raven haired vampire's amethyst eyes light up with curiosity.
"Sure, and you can call me Rukia you know, I may be old but I don't feel it." Crossing her arms across her chest, Rukia watched as Orihime nodded sheepishly before continuing.
"Hai ah Rukia-san, then please call me Orihime…um… I was wondering, who is the woman in the poster that Kurosaki-san was talking to?" Orihime watched the smaller girl come to a halt; a look of confusion and disbelief across her usually monotone expression.
"Ichigo didn't tell you yet?" Rukia closed her eyes; mentally sighing as Orihime shook her head in answer. Unable to sense Ichigo's reiatsu, Rukia opened her violet eyes, an unwavering serious look gracing her porcelain features.
Rukia explained how Ichigo's mother, Masaki, was the centre of the Kurosaki universe. She was a graceful, beautiful, and noted member of the Council, as well as being loved by her husband and three children.
When Ichigo was a child vampire, Masaki was killed by a group of rogue vampires that attempted to rape and murder a young girl. In return, she died from the fatality of her wounds, so bad that Urahara Kisuke couldn't heal. After her death, Ichigo spiralled into a depression, and eventually, resulted in him going rogue.
Pausing, Rukia watched as tears began to fall from the large grey eyes that stared in horror and sadness at what she had just told her. "H-hey Orihime! Don't cry; he's okay now!"
Sniffling, Orihime used the back of her sleeve to wipe away the newly fallen tears. "I'm sorry Rukia-san….its just I can't believe that would happen to someone like Ichigo…he was lucky to have friends you and Renji-kun snap him out of it."
Rukia smirked at the auburn head. "I don't know how Ichigo managed to get you, but I couldn't think of a better match for him….Masaki-san would have approved."
Before Orihime could reply, Ichigo appeared behind the petite woman; his chocolate gaze drifting between Orihime and Rukia.
"What were you two talking about?" he asked; eyeing the two suspiciously.
Rukia turned to her long time friend and flashed him her arrogant grin; waving a hand over her shoulder in dismissal. "How about you come back five minutes ago, and find out for yourself."
A vein popped on Ichigo's forehead as an urge to throttle the older vampire came over him. It took every bit of his will not to do it in front of Orihime who looked worried already.
Making a mental note to spar with Rukia later, he grabbed Orihime's hand and dragged her away from Rukia and her obnoxious grin.
Following the reiatsu of Urahara; Ichigo led Orihime toward a library at the other end of the corridor and opened the door to reveal the hat-and-clogs mentor.
Sprawled on a chair with Yoruichi and Soi Fon nearby; dark eyes peered at the two red heads from beneath the striped hat he wore. "My my…if it isn't the hero and heroine of the hour."
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"Yamamoto-taichou…..y-you can't be serious!" Renji stuttered; his eyes wide with disbelief at what he just heard. His eyes darted between Byakuya and Yamamoto; who both remained composed despite the news.
"This is not open for discussion Abarai. It is the only way to keep peace between vampires and humans. If word gets out about Grimmjow Jaegarjaquez returning, a war will break out". Yamamoto glared at the vice member of the Council.
"You know Inoue Orihime; your duty is to bring her here and we will do the rest. That is all."
Renji did not respond. He could not refuse or he would suffer from the consequences. Having been dismissed, he walked out of the room feeling confused.
The Council were to erase Orihime's memories of Grimmjow and the vampires.
Slamming his fist into the brick wall, he dislodged a piece of the wall in frustration and anger. Ichigo would kill him…Rukia would be furious with him for not saying anything…and Orihime is happy with Ichigo…she didn't deserve to have that memory taken from her.
Closing his eyes, he ran a hand through the tied up crimson hair that cascaded down his tattooed back. Ichigo and Orihime relationship reminded him of his and Rukia's; filled with obstacles and rebelling, but he would never change that for the world.
1881. Kuchiki Manor.
Soft moans could be heard in the far corner of the library which had become the recent place for the escapades of their forbidden relationship.
"Rukia….I-…ugh….really don't think we ugghh…should be doing this…FUCK!" Renji moaned as the petite vampire proceeded to leave trails of kisses across his toned chest; her other hand rubbing up and down his hard length.
He threw his head back in pleasure; a hissing sound coming from his lips as Rukia harshly gripped his erection; teasing him. She stopped kissing his chest and looked up at his lust-hazed brown eyes; her fangs flashed at her smirk at his almost pleading expression to continue her ministrations.
"Renji…do you really want me to stop?" Rukia breathed against his neck causing a shiver to creep up his spine. Her pointed fangs grazed the side of his neck; as her other hand gripped him even harder.
He hissed in pleasure, grinding his throbbing length against her palm. Rukia laughed softly, sitting up on his lap to see him eye-level. Her sparkling violet eyes locked with his as his callous hands reached up to cup her pale face.
He gently pressed his lips against hers; a soft sigh emitting from her already kiss swollen lips. Leaning his forehead against hers, he gently traced her lips with his thumb and then touched her fangs. "I love you, Rukia".
Sighing into his palm, she reached up and touched his face in return. "I love you too, which is why we are going to stop hiding this relationship... Hisana and I are not royalty by blood, yet he married her. My brother may be proud but he is not a hypocrite."
Before Renji could respond, Rukia crashed her lips against his. "Don't say anything; let's just make the most of this."
Nodding in agreement, Renji undid the straps on the back of her dress; letting the heavy garment drop to the ground to reveal lacy underwear. He marvelled at her petite figure; she was not graced with generous assets, but he still found her beautiful.
Rukia in one swift motion pulled his pants off him, one of the benefits of vampirism, and left him in only his underwear. Climbing back onto his lap, Rukia buried her hands into his hair as they kissed urgently, his arms wrapping around her tiny waist in return.
Slowly, his hands rubbed along her sides and up to her straps; unhooking the strap and throwing it to the ground. Cupping a mound, he massaged it and watched as she rolled her eyes in bliss.
Rukia gripped his head tighter as he moved to the other breast, kissing and licking the hardened bud. She unconsciously began grinding against his hardened member; an aching wetness growing between her legs.
Ripping his head back easily, Rukia flashed her fangs at him, a lustful expression across her face. "Renji...touch me..."
Suppressing a grin, Renji slid his hand down her flat stomach and to the damp core that was eagerly waiting. He ripped her underwear off her ivory legs and shot two fingers inside her; her walls clamping around his digits.
Crying out in pleasure, Rukia bit down on his shoulder drawing blood. Renji was used to her feeding from him, especially during sex.
Using his other hand to grab her ass, he moved her so she was grinding his fingers. He felt her move of her own accord, grinding even faster as her release built. She was coming.
Withdrawing his fingers suddenly, Rukia's head snapped up; her lips covered in his blood. She whimpered at the loss before reaching down and tearing his boxers apart in a second.
Renji grabbed her ass tightly as he stood, and rammed her back into the wall, kissing her from the lips down to her neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist and rubbed herself against his still erect member.
Panting heavily, she could feel him grind against her, teasing her further. He nipped at her bottom lip and down to her neck, sucking on her collarbone. Without warning, he entered her with a grunt and pounded into her quickly.
Her toes curled against his thighs in ecstasy as she cried out his name over and over with each merciless thrust. A knot formed in her stomach as the euphoric pleasure washed over her.
Gripping his face, she made eye contact with him as the pace increased; sweat soaking their crushing bodies. Their eyes never left each other as the climax's built and Renji began shaking.
Sliding his hand between their sticky bodies, he rubbed the hard bundle of nerves buried inside her. Rukia cried out as her body spasmed against Renji and she coated him in her juices.
Burying himself in one last deep thrust, Renji collapsed against her as his seed shot deep inside her exhausted form.
Holding her closely, he kissed her gently as he pushed the bangs away from her sweat slicked face. Smiling, Rukia lifted her wrist to her mouth and bit into it, her thick blood oozing out of the fresh wound.
Beckoning him to drink, he accepted. It healed his bites and strengthened the bond they shared, so Rukia had told him. That, and if anything happened to him, he would come back a vampire, having her blood in his system.
Moaning against her wrist, Rukia eventually pried it free from his mouth and they watched as the wound disappeared in seconds.
Suddenly her body tensed and her purple eyes grew wide in fear. Whipping her head around, the two saw her brother standing at the door, eyes narrowed.
"Nii-sama…"
Snapping out of the memory, Renji knew he could never forget about that day, and his final hours as a human before being "murdered" and turning into a vampire. He did not want that to happen for Orihime like that, if she was to turn.
Weighing his options, he decided he would do the right thing and tell Rukia. Closing his eyes, he focused on her whereabouts and began to shun'po to the Kurosaki mansion.
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An awkward silence passed as Ichigo let what Urahara said sink in. All eyes were locked on him as he processed this stupid idea Urahara came up with.
Orihime. Bait. Grimmjow.
To him it all happened in slow motion, to Orihime it was in the blink of an eye. Ichigo lunged forward, snarling at Urahara with rage, his eyes turning colour to gold and black.
Yoruichi and Isshin were far quicker and easily restrained the former rogue against the wall; who was struggling against their grip. Yoruichi delivered an elbow to his stomach, causing the wind to get knocked out of him; instantly weakening him.
Orihime watched in pain as Ichigo still fought against them. Rukia placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"What the fuck do you mean by sending her to Grimmjow?! Have you been dead for the past century or something?" Ichigo screamed at the hat and clogs man who remained unfazed by Ichigo's outburst.
"Kurosaki-san, I know you are not happy with the idea but Inoue-san has already agreed to this." Urahara bluntly stated.
"I don't care whether she begged you; she is not going anywhere near HIM! He kills humans or have you forgotten?" Ichigo snapped; flashing his fangs at Urahara.
Not bothering to answer, Urahara stood up and gave a fleeting glance at Ichigo who was waiting for his response. He handed something to Soi Fon who pulled out Suzumebachi and Ichigo's eyes widened.
"Kurosaki-san, I can assure you that nothing will happen to her, we will have Yoruichi and Sado-kun on standby as a precaution if things get out of hand." Urahara gave him one last look before leaving the room.
Ichigo began thrashing against the death grip on him. To say he was livid was an understatement.
Slowly, Orihime approached Ichigo who stopped fighting when she stopped in front of him. His eyes had now returned to the brown, warm colour that made her knees buckle.
"Ichigo-kun, I know you are worried but I want to do this…He has not hurt me before and I really don't think he will anytime soon." Orihime smiled at him before turning and heading toward the door, ignoring his shouting pleas to stop. His protests grew silent as Soi Fon stung him with the gold hornet like weapon which knocked him out instantly.
She saw his body go limp and tried to ignore the tears that threatened to sting her eyes. "I'm sorry…" she whispered before leaving; Rukia trailing behind her.
Waiting until the door was shut behind her, Rukia grabbed Orihime's arm and spun her around. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Nodding at the small vampire, Orihime smiled weakly. "If it saves lives then I want to do what I can, it's the safest option."
Rukia gave her a knowing look of approval. "Don't worry about Ichigo, that's his way of showing he cares."
Orihime laughed and thanked her before heading to Urahara who was waiting at the end of the corridor.
"Now Inoue-san, I need to show you how to use a V gun and a stake... just incase." He smiled, waving the fan in front of his face.
Sighing, Orihime began to doubt her encounter with the hybrid this time would be as pleasurable as it was last time.
Note:
Apologies for cutting it here, but next chapter WILL be updated in November :D
You can count on GrimmHime goodness as well as more IchiHime…. Poor Hime will begin to feel in a dilemma.
I really enjoyed writing the RenRuki past, I think I will do more of that…. What do you guys think?
I hope I didn't disappoint this chapter, I really tried, I was in a bad writers block.
Review please?