"Oh my god, Ichigo!" Rukia cried when she and Renji reached the rooftop. "ICHIGO!" Ichigo didn't blame them for their reaction, his skin had patches of white all over, his hair had gone white, his eyes gold, his chest had a hole in it. He'd partially changed into Ogichi, and the transformation was continuing. He could see his reflection in his lunchbox. Tears streamed down his cheeks. It HURT like hell.

And the inner hollow wasn't responding, Ichigo was repeatedly calling for him in his head, but he only felt a distinct sensation, a sexual arousal as keen as pain. Ogichi was curled up in a ball on the ground, writhing in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Ichigo was sprawled on the ground in a similar posture, staring at his reflection, not willing to move. He had a throbbing, horrible hard on that wouldn't go away, no matter how hard he thought of repulsive things to try and get rid of it.

He felt Renji's large, sword calloused hands picking him up and rolling him over. Hands pulled at the shirt of his school uniform, only to pull back with a gasp when Rukia saw the hollow hole. "Don't… don't look at it…" Ichigo said numbly. "Rukia don't look at me this way..." His voice was almost a whisper. "My body hurts like hell, and every touch to my skin /burns/." He groaned.

"What happened to you?" Renji demanded.

"I dunno. Something's wrong with Ogichi, he's curled up on the ground in my inner world writhing in a mix of pain and pleasure."

"That's not the only thing experiencing pleasure." Renji teased. "You've got a boner making a tent in your school uniform."

"Just shut the hell up and get me to Urahara's." Ichigo growled.

"I'll carry him Rukia." Renji smirked, using his gikon to leave his gigai.

A few minutes later, Renji scooped Ichigo up in his arms and he and Rukia were away over the rooftop. Ichigo found himself being carried fireman style, and Renji's hand was groping his ass as they went.

"Reeeenjiiiiiiiiii."

"What is it now?"

"Your hand… is groping… my ASS. And I'm actually liking it!" Ichigo growled.

"Is it because of the fever, or whatever it is…"

"Yeah. God I need /sex./" Ichigo whined.

"Relax, we'll get you plenty of that when Urahara's had a look at you."

"I know, I'm having trouble waiting though!" Ichigo whined.

"Ichigo… Urahara told you what Zephly's little fever does right?" Rukia asked.

"Yes, he said that it makes men grow the organs to have a baby, and able to get pregnant. Rukia right now my mind is /so/ hormone maddened I don't care. There are three people right now that I want to take turns /fucking/ me until I can't move." Ichigo whined. "My body is just….. /craving/ sex. And I'd rather be locked in the Shoten for a few days with someone I /know/, risking that, then just have multiple quickies in the school bathroom with the first willing man to come along or lock myself up in my room. Urahara had me pick at least one person, preferably more than one, to have as sex partners when the fever kicks in."

"Then who…"

"Renji is one, Byakuya is two, and Uryu is three. Uryu has school, so I figure he can go to school and Renji and Byakuya can keep an eye on me during the day."

Rukia's eyes began to sparkle in delight. "you and /niisama??/" she demanded. "/AND/ renji?"

"What's with that look?" Ichigo demanded.

"Ichigoooooooo! I would be honored to have you as an inlaw! I can't wait to pick out your wedding dress."

"Are you fucking crazy? NO WAY IN HELL IM WEARING THE DRESS!" Ichigo yelled.

Renji started to laugh.

"I wanna be the flower girl!"

"WHAT IN HELL MAKES YOU THINK WE'RE GETTING MARRIED ANYWAY? I just need someone trustworthy to sleep with while my hormones are getting out of control."

Rukia pouted. "But… but… oh well, Niisama will make a great daddy."

Ichigo colored.

"But its /truuuueee/." Rukia whimpered. "And there is the off chance you'll get pregnant from this."

"Cool down Rukia." Renji told her. "Lets just see what happens alright?" He grinned. "Though I am looking forwards to this Ichigo!" He purred, stroking Ichigo's body.

They arrived at the Shoten. "So its begun, stand up a moment Ichigo." Urahara told Ichigo as he arrived.

He took in Ichigo's skin now completely white, and his hair, "Ogichi isn't in control?"

"No, he's in pain, he's not responding to me. He /is/ feeling lust, a lot of it." Most of Ichigo's body had changed while he was being carried. "This isn't permanent is it?"

"No, I don't think so. Ichigo, please lift up your shirt?"

Ichigo just wanted to find a place to lie down, and someone to take his incessant need for sex out on. He lifted his shirt just enough for Urahara to see the hole.

Urahara tsked slightly. "I've prepared a place, come on." He turned and headed for the basement. "Byakuya is on his way. It took me awhile, but I convinced him to take you up on your invitation."

"Thank you." Ichigo followed him. "I…"

"No need Ichigo. Please, just relax and let the fever take its course. You've done a lot by the soul society, even though they haven't always been kind to you, they feel that taking care of you when you need them is the least they can do in return."

The "place" Urahara had prepared was a separate spring from the normal healing hot spring, walled off by a simple pole wall and metal gate, with a small hut with no windows and a doorway open but with a cloth across the front rather than a proper door.

When he entered, the two room hut had a bathroom and a bedroom, and a kitchenette on one wall. The bed was large, a western style bed rather than the traditional eastern one. It was large enough for a four way easily, along with any number of possible positions.

Urahara left them, and Ichigo began to undress. "I want sex, and then some sleep. We'll have plenty of time to have three and four way but…"

"Yeah, better pace myself or you'll wear me out." Renji walked over to kiss Ichigo tenderly, hesitantly.

"you don't find me repulsive like this do you?"

"Repulsive, why?"

"Well look at me, I totally look like an arrancar this way. I'm all white and… I have a hole…" He blushed, embarrassed. By now Ichigo had completely transformed into Ogichi.

Renji wrapped his arms tightly around Ichigo's slender form, and it trembled in his arms. "You are fucking /gorgeous./" Renji whispered in his ear. "Let me see… all of you." He began to fumble with Ichigo's school uniform.

That was all the encouragement Ichigo needed. He hurried to remove the rest of his clothing, tossing it in a pile in the corner. He reached up, hands looping around Renji's neck as he pulled the lieutenant into a deep, passionate kiss.

There was an aherm from the doorway. Ichigo whirled.

Byakuya had been enjoying the hotsprings while he waited for them, and was standing in the doorway, clad in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, hair still dripping slightly wet. "you didn't even wait for me?" He asked, lips quirking slightly.

"Wow… Taichou you look… /hot./" Renji's gaze was very hungry.

"Thank you Renji. Ichigo…" Ichigo let go as Byakuya approached him. "What happened to you?" His concern was evident, a hand tracing Ichigo's cheek gently.

"something's wrong with Ogichi, otherwise he…" Then Ichigo realized that Byakuya didn't know about his inner hollow. "After you… tried to kill me the first time we met, I lost my shinigami powers. But Urahara said he could restore them, the trade off was that I became a vaizard, I got an inner hollow, and could call that mask as well. It was a huge battle to learn to control him and to get him to obey me. When Zephly's fever kicked in I transformed into Ogichi and now… he's in pain, I can tell, and only half conscious. Normally if he's hurt he'd be complaining the entire way, but he's not saying anything."

Ichigo hesitantly met Byakuya's gaze.

The captain traced Ichigo's neck with his fingers, his hand straying downwards to touch the edges of the hole. Ichigo blushed in embarrassment, trembling at the reaction the gentle touch evoked in his body. His hole was extremely sensitive. Byakuya could feel how that simple touch evoked a powerful reaction in the transformed deputy.

Ichigo could almost… feel it, telegraphed down Byakuya's arms, to his hands as they traced his frame, coming to rest on his hips. Just by his touch… Ichigo felt a sudden stillness in his body, a state of receptiveness he couldn't understand, but that just made his desire intensify.

Then Renji came over to him from behind, looping his arms around Ichigo's chest, and suddenly, there was nothing else that mattered. Just these two men that he cared for and trusted and what he wanted to do with them.

"Sooooo… how do we get started?" Ichigo asked, carefully pulling on Byakuya's towel and tossing it aside.

He looked down, and nearly choked. He'd thought Renji was well hung, but Byakuya was nearly as large as Grimmjow. A foot long and easily three inches wide, and the mere sight made his cock twitch.

Byakuya watched Ichigo's face as he took in his size. And a stupidly dumb grin came over the deputy's face. "I like this…" Ichigo sniggered.

"no fair, his is bigger." Renji pouted, looping his arms around Ichigo's shoulders and peering over his shoulder.

Ichigo chuckled. "Soooo… which of you wants to go first."

The two men looked at each other. "If you let me go first, you can take me while I'm taking him." Byakuya offered, a loopy daredevil grin that Ichigo kind of liked crossing the normally cold captain's face.

Ichigo wanted so many suitors to sleep with because he was torn. There were a lot of guys that he was actually interested in. He'd met quite a few male shinigami. And then there was Uryu, the Quincy archer. He'd met so many beautiful people, and Ichigo was a very loving personality despite his gruff exterior. He was hoping that maybe, his heart, and his body, would have help him to decide, turning a normally emotionally damaging event and using it to give him some direction. His promiscuity over the past two weeks was his attempt at trying to figure out the confusion in his heart.

"Fine with me." Ichigo grinned hugely. He flopped down on the bed and started digging into the bedside drawer until he found the lubricant he was looking for. He handed it to Byakuya and arched his back, presenting his ass eagerly for the noble.

Byakuya growled, low, lusty, wrapping an arm around Ichigo's hips. A few seconds later Ichigo felt a delicate finger, soft and well manicured, pressing into his entry. He forced himself to relax, and a second finger joined the first. Soft lips caressed his lower back, the gentle, feathery kisses setting Ichigo's skin on fire.

Byakuya had handed the lubricant back to Renji, and gotten on his hands and knees as well. He felt a thick, sword calloused, lube slickened finger wend its way inside him and shivered. He hadn't had sex in 50 years after all.

Byakuya searched for Ichigo's prostate, and when he hit it it caused the deputy to moan in pleasure, and Ichigo began to tremble beneath his chin and arm. Byakuya moved to jab that sweet spot again, and could feel Renji searching for the same, when his fingers slipped, and something gave beneath them.

Another passage? An entry within an entry? Was this one of the modifications the fever had made to Ichigo's body?

Yes, it seemed that Zephly's virus had created an extra passage in Ichigo's body. Byakuya slipped his fingers deeper, pushing gently, lest he damage Ichigo accidentally.

As soon as he tried to push his finger into it, Ichigo's arms and legs buckled and he screamed in pleasure.

Byakuya was momentarily distracted when Renji found his own sweetspot, and started stroking it. He moaned, arching his back gracefully. But Byakuya's keen senses did not miss that Ichigo wriggled beneath his touch, as if Byakuya's fingers gently pushing into this new orifice were a pleasurable sensation.

Byakuya leaned into Ichigo's trembling form and hissed in his ear. "Do you feel it?"

Ichigo nodded, eyes wide and vulnerable. Byakuya kissed the back of Ichigo's neck. Whispering into his ear. "You know that was the virus making that right?" He pushed his fingers in a little deeper and Ichigo's moan of pleasure and quick nod of his head, panting.

"Its not hurting you is it?" Byakuya asked as he pushed deeper.

Ichigo shook his head. "NO it… its incredible… just that one touch is… its like my body has gone still… my insides, they feel incredible. Sooooo sensitive…"

The passage was about an inch long, and Byakuya felt around with the fingers he'd pushed in, his fingers had found something wet, and warm, more like the passageway of a woman than a man.

Byakuya then realized how Zephly intended to get his targets impregnated during their "fever" as Ichigo and the others had taken to calling this state of total lust. Not only could sperm get through that hole, Byakuya could easily stick his length /right/ through it.

If he wanted to snare Ichigo, and the Kuchiki noble was intent on using this incident as a chance to claim Ichigo as /his/, slipping into this passageway would give his seed a better chance of taking. If Ichigo got pregnant with /his/ child, he might have a better chance of taking the deputy as /his./ And Ichigo was /loving/ his fingers in him. He could use this.

"Taiiiiichouuuu…" Renji jolted Byakuya out of his curiosity.

Byakuya nodded. "I'm moving." He slid his fingers out, a small smirk on his face. He positioned himself outside Ichigo's entrance. He hissed in Ichigo's ear. "I /want/ you, Ichigo Kurosaki. With every fiber of my being."

He pushed the first inch in, pushing past the initial ring of muscle and pausing briefly. A second inch, a third… THERE! He changed his angle abruptly, and was rewarded by Ichigo's scream of pleasure as his dick slid inside the passage he'd found. Ichigo lost his balance and fell to the mattress, Byakuya losing his balance and landing on top of him. Ichigo screamed again, not in pain, in absolute ecstasy!

The two had an intense moment, Ichigo turning his head to look at Byakuya, eyes glazed over in lust.

And the mixed sensations Byakuya got from his full length hilted in Ichigo's body. Right through the passage Zephly's virus created and straight into what Byakuya was quite sure was Ichigo's womb. The warmth and tightness natural to Ichigo's body was driving him mad, and then there was the heated core the last six inches of his dick was buried in.

Byakuya moaned in pleasure and looped his arms around Ichigo's waist. Byakuya began to suck on the skin of the back of Ichigo's neck. Ichigo groaned at the other's ministrations. "Renji… now…" Byakuya husked.

He relaxed his body as best he could. Renji wasn't as long as he was, but his dick certainly had girth. Byakuya arched his back, mouth open in the soft gasps that were his exultations of pleasure.

Renji all but purred in his ear, clearly enjoying what they were doing. He began to delicately thread his hands through Byakuya's hair, gently tugging on the soft, ebony locks, his other hand wandering Byakuya's body. "Damn… Taichou you're so beautiful when you finally relax."

"When we are being intimate Renji, you may, and will, call me by my name." Byakuya paused in his leaving hickies on Ichigo's neck. "You too." He husked in Ichigo's ear. "I want to hear my name from those beautiful lips." His tongue licked at Ichigo's ear, ghosting along the skin.

Ichigo shivered beneath his touch. "Move Renji." Byakuya growled, he purposefully squeezed around Renji's girth, eliciting a hiss from the red head. "Call my name?"

"B… Byakuya…" Renji sputtered.

"That's better." Byakuya kissed his way delicately along Ichigo's throat.

Ichigo hissed, trembling in pleasure in the Noble's grip. Ichigo tugged Byakuya's head down to kiss him. This was so… completely unlike the icy nobleman that Ichigo thought he knew. The daredevil grin, the intense, possessive, almost dirty talk in his ear. And yet, he could feel it in Byakuya's reiatsu, and telegraphed from his heart, down his arms, into his hands that encircled Ichigo's waist.

Byakuya wanted him, cared for him deeply, he was acting possessive to stake his claim. He wanted Ichigo, to the point where he was almost ignoring Renji and focusing just on him. Byakuya definitely had some kind of plan, and the little orgy the fever had lead him to have was not the last he would see of Byakuya. The intensity in the Noble's reiatsu was all for him.

Renji pulled out a bit, then thrust in, and Byakuya did the same, and his erection sawing in and out of that one passage sent Ichigo's world spiraling into bliss. The small, inch wide passage had a /lot/ of nerve endings in them. And the sensation was very different from that of his prostate being hit.

Ichigo screamed in pleasure, writhing in Byakuya's arms. A sharp nip to Ichigo's shoulder made him yip. Byakuya arched his back, near silent, but his increasingly sensual reiatsu and soft gasps told Ichigo that the nobleman was enjoying this just as much as he was.

Byakuya, before he had married Hisana, had loved having three ways. He liked to be in the middle for the sheer joy of taking and being taken at once. His world was hazy at the moment, but he could feel Ichigo's body heaving in pleasure beneath him. Byakuya wanted to say something dirty, to hiss words of dominance in the deputy's ear. But words escaped him, and so Byakuya used his hands to communicate, stroking, groping, kneading at his skin.

Renji was enjoying the experience as well… "B… Bya… kuya…" He gasped. Byakuya grinned, he was /definitely/ having an effect on Renji.

Renji was in absolute heaven. The fact that Byakuya had temporarily lost his icy demeanor and was actually acting possessive of Ichigo was absolutely amazing to him. However, he was just a bit jealous. Even in the throws of passion, Byakuya was all for Ichigo. HE wanted Ichigo. Ichigo was /his./

And then Renji reached his peak, yelling Byakuya's name as he came. Byakuya's body heaved under Renji's, arching elegantly with that soft gasp of his.

Byakuya was close, so close, just on the tipping point. His thrusts became frantic, wanting to bring Ichigo over the edge with him. Then he remembered that Ichigo's hole, in this body, was extremely sensitive. "Sing for me Ichigo…" He husked in Ichigo's ear, then he pushed his fingers boldly into Ichigo's hollow hole and stroked the edge.

Ichigo groaned, arching his back to meet Byakuya's thrusts. He was completely lost in pleasure, spiraling higher and higher. He didn't want to come down, he wanted the pleasure to last forever.

And then Byakuya was whispering in his ear, his fingers intimately stroking the sensitive skin around the inside of his hole, and something inside of Ichigo's stomach snapped. He screamed in pleasure, writhing and bucking beneath Byakuya. Byakuya thrust in one last time, and Ichigo felt his seed searing into his stomach, once, twice, again. Ichigo's body trembled around Byakuya's erection. The sensation was so… incredibly…. Deliciously good. The feel of Byakuya's dick in the new passage way and the feel of his fluids heating his insides.

Then Renji was rolling away from Byakuya, and Byakuya withdrew from Ichigo's body. His hand lingered, gripping the edge of his hole and making Ichigo shiver. Ichigo rolled over, turning around and gently, reluctantly pulling Byakuya's hand away.

But Ichigo arranged himself just as quickly so that Renji was on one side, and Byakuya on the other. Then he arranged them both so that their heads rested on his chest. That was about all the strength Ichigo had, before he fell asleep and didn't wake up until Uryu arrived that evening.