Woohoo! Chapter 342 of Bleach was out. Did you read it? Personally I'm afraid that it'll be Ishi-hime in the next chapter but let's see. I kinda feel sorry for Loli and Menoli then.
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Chapter 4
Scene 1
The bloodshed ground was a sore to the eyes.
Seems like Lady luck was not on his side today.
He frowned as he felt rain drops falling. He hated the rain.
It always brought him back to the day when he was 7 of age. His loving parents were murdered that rainy day.
Ichigo tugged at the amulet around his neck, and clutched it tightly in his palms. He always wore this amulet whenever he was at war. It was supposed to keep him safe.
"Hyiak!" he patted his sleek black horse as he charged forward to meet his opponent. "Come on Zangetsu!"
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Scene 2
It was close to sun set.
The troops left for 3 days now and there were no signs of them. They were expected to return this morning.
Ran and Nel were worried sick as they sat in the living room. Aizen Manor was clouded with gloom as unsaid fear was written on everyone's faces.
Inoue excused herself and was in her room. It would be a lie to say that she was not worried. When she was taken hostage and being tortured, she wished, hoped and prayed that she were dead. But she had no courage to commit suicide; No, she was not that silly to throw her life away like that.
What can't kill you, can only make you stronger.
So she was determined to live on. She was never a person of violence. She much rather live in fantasy land where there was peace and harmony. Since she became friends with Tatsuki, Ran, Nel and Yuzu, her; also with Ichigo's treatment towards her improved, she thought Aizen Manor could be her new home after all.
Though at the back of her mind, she'd never forgotten that she had a goal, to avenge her brother's death.
She sat on her bed with her arms crossed on her bended knees, her chin resting on her arms.
The summer rain had began tapping on her windowsill again.
Without the rain, the sky and the earth will never join, ne?
Sora-nii-sama, will you please watch over Ichigo?
Come home soon...
A loud thud on the large gate startled Inoue.
Opening her bedroom door quietly then came a loud scream and angry noises, sending a shiver down her spine.
It seems like Aizen Manor was invaded. All their strongest men were at war. It was the perfect opportunity to attack Aizen Manor.
Nel and Tatsuki were no where to be seen. But Inoue spotted Yuzu being dragged by the invaders. There were a handful of barbarians that wore masks.
"Stop! Let her go!"
Inoue ran to the large guy who was holding on to Yuzu, she bite on his arm.
The man growled in pain and let go of Yuzu.
"Run Yuzu!"
"B-but Inoue!"
The man grabbed Inoue before she could escape.
Then Inoue noticed Ran was being tied up by another invader who was blind-folding her as she cursed and swore.
"What you did there wasn't very nice you little bitch!" he cuffed her wrists together while someone blind folded her.
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Inoue was in a world of complete darkness as she was being carried down the hallway into one of the rooms.
The man roughly threw her on the bed and tied her cuffed hands to the bed post, sniggering evilly.
Then came a ladies' hushed voice. "Get out Shinji!" The lady began stripping her, leaving her blind folded and stark naked on the silky bed.
The turning of the door knob indicated that someone had entered, that person also shut the door; Locking it with a sound of a loud click.
Seconds seem like days and each step the person took was like a tonne of bricks falling on her; Her heart pounding heavily.
The person climbed on the bed and hovered over her.
He grabbed her large breasts and gave them a squeeze.
It was definitely a man, the hands were strong and rough. Somewhat like Ichigo's. But then all men probably had such hands, especially those who fought. This man was no doubt a barbarian.
Inoue stay silent and still.
She was not going to give this bastard any satisfaction.
Do what he wanted with her body, she had been raped before and it made her immune to it. She would just pretend like nothing happen.
Ichigo.
Save me.
Straddling her chest, the man rubbed his hard and warm length between her breasts, until his length was smothered in her plush valley.
Inoue felt utterly disgusted but she pressed her lips firmly together in a thin line, her brows furrowed.
The man started rocking his length front and back… halfway in and out of her valley, while his hands never left her breasts, roughly pushing the twins together to squeeze his length.
The rocking picked up speed and he smiled when he felt himself reaching his peak. Moments later, he came, his hot seeds shot all over her chin, her face, her neck.
Then he went down and licked her moist opening. Teasing her with sucking and kissing. Her skin was crawling at the sensation that swept through her body. But when his tongue abruptly left her, she silently grunt in frustration. She was disgusted at her wanton body's eager reaction. Ichigo had never teased her to such a cruel extent. He'd toy with her but always satisfy her.
The man plunged deep into her. He shifted his body so that their bodies were slightly perpendicular to each others. Then he rammed into her like a wild beast in heat. He hit her sensitive spot repetitively and without holding back.
Desire ripped through her body with each thrust, overwhelming her with pleasure and pain. Her body was so exhausted she could not tell pleasure from pain. She was drunk by his scent but her mind was too distracted by shame to notice anything about this man.
She felt totally ruined and ashamed. It was nothing compared to when Ichigo had forcefully taken her. Ichigo behaved like she was his, and she had resigned to fate that she was indeed his.
Now she was being taken by a barbaric stranger. Her heart cringed at the thought of Ichigo. No doubt, he'll never want to have anything to do with her after this incident.
"Damn you! You bastard! He will kill you for this!" she muttered angrily as hot tears flowed uncontrollably.
Yet he smirked when he felt her walls clamping on him. Pleased that he was also nearing his climax, he responded with increased speed. And few merciless thrust later, he came in spasms.
Removing the cuffs from her wrist, he pulled her body close to his to feel her glorious body pressed against his. When he claimed her lips, she jerked and struggle and tried to slap him, to no avail. Her body was weak and frail in his arms.
Her tears flowed furiously but she did not let out a sound. He ravished on her mouth, leaving her lips swollen and bruised when he broke the kiss.
His movement halted for a moment before he reached for the blind fold, slowly lifting it up over her head.
Her eyes remained closed. She dreaded to see this man. She had no interest in looking at the disgusting creature.
What shock her was his rough and barbaric act had turned to soft and tender gestures, as he held her in his arms, he swept her auburn strands of hair off her face. Tucking her head under his chin, he traced his fingers along her face, wiping her tears away. It reminded her of Ichigo when he claimed her.
Hesitantly, she opened her sticky eyes, rubbing them gently. She saw that it was Ichigo's room.
The nerve of this barbarian!
Her heart cringed again, if Ichigo wasn't back by this hour probably meant that the troops had lost the war.
She furrowed her brows and turn to glare at the man behind her.
Her eyes widened as she gasped.
Never in a hundred years would she have guessed that the man was…
"You?!"
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Scene 3
"Disappointed to see me?"
"Y-you're.. back!" she stammered.
"Did you miss me?" He encircled her curvaceous form, taking in her scent.
"What about Ran? Sh-"
"Don't you worry bout Ran. Gin is taking good care of her." He shook his head.
"So it was a prank?" Realization took over.
He chuckled smugly.
"It was one of the hardest battle and unfortunately my men took quite a few injuries. Thought we'd have some fun after the hard work."
Inoue was embarrassed that she was tricked. She despised him for toying with her like that. But she was glad that Aizen Manor was not attacked, and she was not raped by a random barbarian and… that he was back from the war, unharmed.
"Do you have that much time to fool around with?" She was angry. "Why don't you go choose your bride or something!"
Ichigo laughed.
"It sure is difficult."
Then there was a long pause.
"What do you mean?" she asked casually.
"They all have the same problem." He shrugged.
"Which is?" she raised her eyebrows.
"Well… they're not you." He smirked at her.
She rolled her eyes at his lame-ass flirting. And tried to stop her heartbeat from thumping so loudly, and the blush that threatened to cover her cheeks.
But he chuckled, which made all of the fluffy feeling she had a moment ago fade instantly.
"I mean it." He lifted her chin to face him.
"I don't car- ummphh" his lips captured hers.
He kissed her passionately, their tongues meeting, dancing and gliding against one another.
He broke away from the kiss, breathing heavily.
She sat up and pushed him down on the bed, holding his shoulders on the sheet with the heels of her hands. She threw one knee over his shoulders and straddled him, so that her heat was directly over his mouth.
She didn't know what got into her tonight. This time she was not drugged. Most of all, she wanted to punish him for that cruel prank.
His tongue reached out to capture it, but she swayed back and forth above him, leaving him to lap at her from second to second.
Ichigo was driven crazy by her teasing.
He clutched her ass and pulled her down, firmly planting his mouth between the tumid, plump lips. Sucking, licking, pulling and tugging blindly at her.
She tensed and arched her back, screaming sweet nothings which were like music to his ears.
All too soon, she came.
He licked her juices hungrily, not wanting it to go to waste. "Mmmm…" he licked his lips.
His manhood was now throbbing and rigid so he quickly flipped her over and entered her.
Kissing her lips, her neck, his hands worshipped her breasts.
And he was rewarded by moans from her lips.
Gazing at the lovely goddess beneath him, he couldn't help feeling a sense of pride washing over him.
It felt so right to have her in his bed. He had never taken girls on his own bed before.
"Inoue..." He groaned. "You're mine!"
"I-ichi-go" She panted and whispered breathlessly
I'm yours. But, will you ever be mine?
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Scene 4
"THAT. is so gorgeous!" Nel smiled at Tatsuki who was dressed in sexy bare back little midnight blue dress.
"Yours is PERFECT!" Ran winked at Nel who was dressed in a toga cut long pearl dress with a high slit showing of her long legs, her hair in an elegant bun.
"This is SO you." Nel and Tatsuki nodded at Ran "and it looks great!"
Ran was in a hot pink long satin gown, halter neck that plunged into a deep vee which showed off her assets.
"I wonder what the Kuchiki sisters will turn up in…" Nel spoke her thoughts aloud.
"Oh I wonder if Mayuri Nemu will show up… she has quite the body." Ran said.
"Has that Baka made up his mind on who to marry yet?" Only Tatsuki had the nerve to call their leader-sama that name.
"Ano-" Inoue slowly dragged herself out of the dressing room.
The strawberry blonde-head, the green-head, and the dark blue-head turned to the dressing room where Inoue was, their mouth wide opened.
The ruby red boob tube gown she had accentuated her curves. Her cleavage (the top one third of her lovely perky mounds) was on display. The outfit clung to the body at the right places, showing off her tiny sensual waist and the skirt was asymmetrical, hiding half of her legs, giving a modest but alluring view. Her hair was up in a high sleek ponytail, her delectable creamy neck and shoulders exposed.
"Orihime!" Tatsuki exclaimed.
"You look so beautiful!" Nel cheered.
"Heh.. thank you! You all look stunning as well." Inoue scratched the back of her neck.
"Wow!" Ran pulled her into a tight hug, squishing her between her own assets. "Our dear little Inoue is going to attract quite some attention. There will be many hot guys fawning over you."
"I'm sure Leader-sama will be pleased!"
Inoue smiled politely but her gaze was lowered. She seemed to be in another world. Her eyes showed – blank. She had gotten used to it. Every time Ichigo was mentioned, every time she met his eyes, her eyes will go blank, as if she could look through whatever was in front of her. But it wasn't her place to feel anything.
I do not feel anything for him. I'm just his fuck-toy. It played in her head over and over again.
Tatsuki sighed inwardly. She suspected that this girl felt something for that baka and so did he for her. But it wasn't her place to intrude. Moreover, he was going to wed, and the bride was not her.
If only…
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Sorry this chapter is a little short… but since you guys have been so kind with the reviews… I decided to spoil you by updating with some lemon before I go on my vacation! So I hope to see lotsa reviews when I'm back okie?? Please??
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A/N: Thank you Babiip for pointing this out to me. I'm gonna take this opportunity to explain in case of confusion. In was mentioned that Inoue is 17 and Ichigo is 21. However his birthday gala hasn't taken place, which technically means he is only 20 now. Hence in the last chapter, when they met as kids, Inoue was 4 and he was 7. (i.e. 3 years apart before his birthday)
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PameRulez, HearfeltHitokiri, Garret-Is-Mine, empty-spaces, x-Baby-Grimm-x, Lumchan123, Babiip, Nightlife Maiden, sel63.
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copperheadfightingninja, bloodyrose1294, Lady Natsume, and last but never least Shigur3'
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