Kukaku seemed in pain as she walked behind Urahara and Isshin. The three were on their way back to Yoruichi and Ichigo's room after giving them the night alone. Grasping her arm, Kukaku slouched against the wall, sweat pouring down her face as she shunpo'd into a vacant room, breathing heavily. A seering, yellow mist sizzled on her arm, the wound she had recieved during the battle with Achikawa was healing, but why? Kukaku had an idea, but decided to keep her mouth shut as she unwrapped her arm and walked out of the room Kisuke and Isshin were awaiting her near the door marked '808', which was the room Yoruichi and Ichigo were in.
"Everything ok?" Urahara asked, his eyes shielded by his hat. Kukaku looked at him, nodding as she waltzed in the room. Ichigo and Yoruichi were awake, and talking to several other fellow shinigami. Byakuya glanced up, spotting Kukaku. He watched her for a moment, unsure of why his eyes always seemed to be glued to her whenever she were around. Yoruichi happened to notice the way Byakuya backed up a bit to allow Kukaku some room in front of him. Quite amazing, that was. Byakuya was a hard headed captain, and for him to yield like so to his, rather significant other was simple ooc for him. Yoruichi nudged Ichigo, ignoring the ramblings of Kenpachi, who again, was another that had surprised her lately.
"Do you see what I see?" Yoruichi purred into Ichigo's ear, letting her breath tickle the flesh. They hadn't had any fun time, so to speak, together for a few days now, and that was getting to her quite the bit. She wanted her man, and she had been wanting him. Her hunger was unquenchable, and it deserved a sigh for being that way. Shaking her head of such thoughts, Yoruichi focused on the words coming out of Ichigo's mouth.
"Yeah. Byakuya has the hots for Kukaku." He grinned, watching as Kukaku turned to Byakuya. "I wish we could hear their convo instead of listening to this idiot." Ichigo sighed, Kenpachi still going on and on about wanting to fight Ichigo again. This never ends..
"Lets not forget why we all rally'd in here this morning." Urahara stated, bringing everyone to attention. Kukaku nodded, walking to the window. Note that Byakuya's eyes still hadn't left her. Damn man for having such feelings!
"We came here to tell you two that General Shigekuni has declared an all out attack on Achikawa. Appears that he has taken a liking to the two of you." Kukaku's grin was reflected in the glass, her eyes staring at the couple who sat in bed. It was odd Shigekuni would take such a liking to someone enought so that he would order war. The fact that he had commended the notion so easy without thought shocked them all.
"So, you are all going after this guy with us?" Ichigo asked. Kukaku turned, nodding her head. Ichigo and Yoruichi let their stares glance from each one of their shinigami friends. Even the anitsocial Toshiro agreed to help. Well, now this was quite the gathering. Feeling as if he needed to express his gratitude, Ichigo smiled, wrapping an arm around Yoruichi as he pulled her to him. "I can't thank you all enough. For someone who had barged in here, demanding to save someone and disrupting the peace, I'm thankful you guys forgave me for that."
"As long as we can have our own fight soon Kurosaki!" Kenpachi grinned, Yachiru smiling as she sat on his shoulder. "Its Yachiru's nap time so we'll see you guys later." It wasn't long before only Yoruichi, Kukaku, Byakuya and Ichigo were left in the room. Everyone else having something or another to attend to. Much to Byakuya's liking, Kukaku sat beside him on the small sofa that they'd had brought in, yes, they needed a comfy spot to sit.
"So, whats up with you two?" Yoruichi asked, raising a brow as she stood, stretching. Ichigo had already gotten dressed, and was sitting at the end of the bed, waiting for Yoruichi to move her slow ass, unquote. She casually pulled off her clothes, feeling quite comfortable with those who were in the room with her. She loved Ichigo, didn't matter if he saw her naked; she loved the reaction and the lust in his eyes. Kukaku was a woman and had the same set up as her, who cared about that? AndByakuya, well, he was just Byakuya. He was a noble, and unlike Yoruichi, didn't take free peep shots. Ichigo felt somewhat annoyed that she would strip herself infront of anyone other than him, but let the feeling pass as Kukaku opened her mouth.
"What do you mean, us?" The dumbfounded look on her face told them she had no idea what they were talking about. Yoruichi glanced up to Byakuya, tilting her head.
"You haven't told her yet?" This time, it was Byakuya's turn to feel annoyed. He grunted, avoiding Kukaku's stare as she looked up at him, eye brow raisied.
"Somethin you wanna tell me Byakuya?" She asked, arms folded over her chest. Byakuya blushed, standing as he cleared his throat.
"I don't know what Shihouin is talking about." He stated, walking out of the room. Yoruichi grinned, pulling her shirt on before tying her shoes.
"I see how it is." The cat sneered, giving Kukaku a grin. "I think our little Byakuya likes you, Kukaku." Impossible, right? Nope. Kukaku stared blankly at Yoruichi, then looked down at the spot where her little secret admirer had been sitting. Her eyes then traveled to the door, a slight blush on her face.
"Quit playin around Yoruichi." The dark haired woman barked, standing as she folded her arms over her chest. Ichigo couldn't help but laugh as he looked at her. Something...was off. Her arm.
"Hey, how'd your arm heal so quickly?" With a raised brow, Ichigo pointed to her smooth arm. Yoruichi tilted her head as she studied the spot where the wound had been. And if she weren't mistaken, that wound was pretty deep.Yet, there was no sign of a gash ever being there. Kukaku quickly set her hand over her arm, looking down. She didn't want to tell them her theory. Things would really blow out of the rocket then, wouldn't they?
"Ku's always been a fast healer." Yoruichi stated, thinking back to when they were kids. "We best get some rest tonight. We'll be fighting again tomorrow." She sighed, placing her head on Ichigo's shoulder. Personally, she'd rather lay around all day with Ichigo. Now that was fun. And it lulled Yoruichi off into lala land as she closed her eyes. Kukaku rolled hers, while Ichigo adverted his down at his goddess. The door shut, telling Ichigo the coast was clear at last! He leaned down, kissing her head as he spoke.
"Lets go to that one caved place you took me in the mountain." He whispered, smirking as she pulled back and gazed up into his eyes. His lips were instantly close to hers as he gathered her small, volupuous body into his arms, picking her up as he stood. Yoruichi grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kicked her legs in excitement. Her Ichigo really was spontanious, sometimes. He leaned down a bit more, lips painfully close to her own. She fought to hold herself back. "Are you ready, my goddess?" That did it. Her lips crashed into his, soft moans escaping her. God, she wanted him!
Meanwhile, while the two lovers had their fun, Byakuya stood waiting for Kukaku near her home in the forest. Upon seeing him, Kukaku knew something either, was wrong, or he were insane. Her choice. B. He was insane.
"What are ya doin here flash boy?" She asked, walking passed him. He grabbed her arm, whipping her around. Her eyes widened, then narrowed as she lookedup at him. His expression, however, was soft, almost caring so. She yanked her arm back, holding it as she stared at him. "What the hell is yer problem boy?"
"Your arm is healed. I remember seeing a bandage on that arm yesterday. A rather bloody one." His eyes narrowed, looking down at her. "Your spiritual pressure has changed. Kukaku, whats going on? I sense the same presence in you as I feel in Yoruichi and Ichigo. Not only that, but I feel fear being near you."
Kukaku remained quite as she looked down. She wasn't used to Byakuya being so concerned, and definitely not used to him being around her, or near her for that matter. She shuddered when she felt his arms wrap around her, pulling her to him. Her eyes failed to hide her surprise as they widened. And when he laid his head on hers, that did it. Kukaku embraced him back, lifting her arms up around his neck. What the hell? She figured that if someone was going to listen and comfort, she might as well be open with them. Even if it was the most antisocial and emotionally distrought person in soul society. She would take what she got. And to her liking, Byakuya was tall, handsome, and she had a small crush on him. Yes, she called it a crush, even though it was so much more.
"DAMNIT!" Achikawa yelled, his voice echoing throughout Hueco Mundo. He pounded his fists into the ground, his two most serverable minions appearing at his side.
"What is it?" Gordo, the small but powerful vizard asked. Munto, the bigger, much more powerful Vizard asked. Achikawa merely coughed up blood, staring at it as he thought. Without even a flinch of pain, Achikawa flung his head back and began laughing. Blood streamed down the corners of his mouth as his eyes widened. "Achikawa?"
"I think I know of a way to kill those two defects.." His raspy, almost hoarse voice said.
Ichigo sighed, falling back on the bed, sweating and panting as Yoruichi fell on top of him. She knew she wouldn't be able to walk after their session, so she closed her eyes, exhaustion taking over. That was something new. The cat had never gotten tired after sex, not with anyone. But when she and he were intimate, she felt as if she just flash stepped her way around the world a million times without a break! A pair of strong arms wrapped around her, hugging her to him as he placed butterfly kisses along her neck as he leaned up a bit. His goddess smiled sweetly, hand caressing his chest as she opened her lazy golden eyes. She looked up, staring into Ichigo's orbs as he caressed her cheek with a soft smile.
"How ya feelin?" He asked, hand sliding down her bare arm, causing her to shiver. Indeed the saying of one making you weak and sudmissive when your in love is true. Yoruichi knew it, she could feel it whenever he touched her. The feeling of love and longing reeking throughout her body; making her want and need him, and his love. She had to have it. Needed it. He was like the air she breathed, and likewise, she was his oxygen.
"Better than ever." She mumbled, raking her nails down his chest, giving him the same sensation he was giving her. Ah, now that was the bliss of it. They felt what the other felt. Somehow, they shared a deeper bond than most couples. Feeling a sense of connection besides the love and trust that ran between them. Neither could explain it. But, they knew it was destiny that brought them together, and fate that binded them. As corny as it sounded, both believed it to be true. How else could they explain the undeniable need to be close to each other? The fear they had for each other, the want, the desire, the love. Though they faced a million trials, they were going to stand their ground. They weren't going to give in. Screw that. Besides, the only thing the two ever gave into were each other, no pun, maybe a little, intended. Yoruichi nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck, breath tantalizing against his skin. Ichigo grinned, hugging her that much closer. "I wouldn't mind spending everyday this way. Making love, being pressed against you, naked." She chuckled, purring as she lifted her lips to his ear.
"You make me purr, Ichigo. No one has ever done that before." Her voice was husky, and he was instantly hard as she pressed her naked body to his more. Her breasts were teasing his chest, she was practically begging him to ravish her some more. And Ichigo certainly had no objections as he slyly slipped out from under her, grabbing her hands and intertwining their fingers as he pinned her arms above her head. Yoruichi moaned, feeling his hard member against her precious center. That was always enough to make her wet. She clamped her legs on his waist, thighs holding tight to him. Ichigo leaned down, pressing his chest against hers, both moaning at the feel of their bodies pressed so close together.
"Thats because you've never been with a guy like me." He grinned, lips tracing down her jaw, introducing his tongue to her neck as he suckled gently. Yoruichi moaned, arching her back beneath him. He was nothing short of right. She hadn't met anyone like him before, and honestly, she was glad it was he who she fell for. She couldn't see herself with anyone else. And there was something about him that made her just want to stay. Stay with him, and never be without him. That was also obvious for him. He hadn't wanted her out of his sight since he first met the real her in soul society. And as he made love to her once more, Yoruichi knew she would be spending her life with him. Yet, she couldn't help but feel something turn inside her stomach. It was a sickening feeling; one that concerned her greatly. However, she didn't let it show as she allowed the pleasure that now reeked her body to pull through and brush her concerns away.
A/N: Is it just me, or does WB seem to effect this story and Sheer Heart Attack xD Well, there you have chapter 20. We find Kukaku is a bit disoriented, Shigekuni has ordered war against Achikawa, who knows a way to spread the virus, and Yoruichi and Ichigo seem to be spotting a few new changes in our little Byakuya. Yep. I've decided the poor man is lonely and needs a lady friend, needless to say his almost direct clone, Kukaku! Mwahahahaha! R&R Pwease :3