I DON'T OWN BLEACH

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The Lighthouse

'Suki ni Naru to Doushite'

"I thought I seriously
Would not fall in love with him,
But something changed inside of me
On that hot morning.

My shadow gets closer to yours.
I want to stay calm,
But my emotions become the opposite,
And irritation passes me by.

Your existence...
Breaks up my pace." ~Fujita Maiko

Part 2; Sprinter

Sometimes the hardest thing in life is taking that step forward. Moving from one place to another, leaving what's behind you for the promise of something more. Hell... maybe everyone feels that way. That's what she tells herself. Even though it's bullshit. Strong people are supposed to just push through every pile of shit that block your path. Somehow, being in this place has made Ichigo stop fighting, becoming weak and actually enjoying her undeserved peace.

"Kill him... or I'll kill his entire family."

"Kenpachi!"

"Kill him, Ichigo... there ain't no room for cowards here."

Ichigo remembers it clearly. That precise moment she started running, and stopped being strong.

The last wooden stair creaks under her light foot causing Ichigo to look around her small piece of the world, her eyes sweeping over each detail of vacant surface . No pictures, or small objects. Not a single personal item left of her past for her to hold onto is lingering nearby. That is the price of cowardice. However, nine months of living at the tiny island actually taught her a lot and gave her a lot, too. Solace and isolation rewarded her with confidence, she doesn't regret what she did to get here. After being on the run, never certain of her safety, she takes comfort in this small place that belongs only to her. Yeah it's fucking hard to have hope while stuck in mounds of shit.

Crossing the clean floor boards of the lighthouse she checks the rapidly darkening horizon from the west window, out of habit. The first several months of her exile ingrained a pattern of paranoia in her that is impossible to shake off. "Not today." she whispers, letting her daily mantra settle her nerves. "Today is a good day. You won't find me today."

"I found you."

"Fuck!" She turns swiftly startled by Aizen´s deep voice, the tall man´s broad chest grazing her nose. Instantly, her cheeks blaze, Ichigo has avoided him quite successfully the past two days. But she was able to feel his presence when she walked the various corridors of the lighthouse. There was the slightly unnerving, smoldering, very masculine scent, seemingly floating in the air at every turn."B-Back off!" Her left hand tightens into a fist at her side as her right is captured just several inches from smacking the bastard's smoothly shaven cheek. "A very handsome... smug cheek",That's not an evil look on the man's face either... and the warm fingers firmly but carefully wrapped around her wrist spread tingles through her blood faster than Ichigo can take. "W-What do you want?"

"I need you." he says, giving her a serious gaze. Ichigo's huge honey brown eyes blink up at Aizen, a genuinely confused expression appearing on that beautiful face. He works his jaw for a moment trying to keep his desire to grab this woman and kiss her senseless and perhaps do more to her with or without her consent. A long three seconds of temptation tick by. But he is stubborn and half his fun is waiting for her to make up her mind.

"No... you want me." she says whirling around to stare out the wide glass windows of the lighthouse. "I doubt you need me or anyone.." Half-teasing is one of her worst flaws, a bad one at that. If the years of serving Kenpachi taught her one thing, it was to avoid men like him. So she buries the desire for physical contact, denying that she needs anything under a layer of gruffness. Kenpachi and Aizen both have the things that draw her. Confidence, danger, strength even a bit of arrogance. Moth to flame, she would only burn her wings and fall into the ocean if she indulged in the promise of sexual satisfaction. "What would Sosuke be like in bed? Attentive or greedy?" Swishing her head back and forth she refuses to finish that thought and looks over her shoulder at him. "Both, he would be both."

"Ichigo." Taking the chance he reaches out and cups her chin. "Only you can do this for me."

"Only me?" she mutters in a shocked tone. "Tch, yeah right." Her denial is just another dirty word for escaping, and she was always a good long distance runner. When you run the muscles get used to the constant momentum. They stretch and adapt, growing stronger and more flexible the longer you run. You set a pace, and begin to feel the adrenaline kick in. It feels good to have the finish line in front of you getting closer and closer. At first it's nice, but as you make your way towards the flag, you realize the brutal truth. "I want to lean on someone." Ichigo knows, senses her body beginning to shut down. "What can only I do for you, Aizen?" The scowl on her face begins to ease, his palm feels so warm on her cheek it's becoming easier to let her tough facade crumble around him.

Despite what Ichigo denies, he sees it in her eyes, the pleading, the strange protective barrier wrapping around her, the horrible distance. This woman is willingly trying to suffocate. "I have this fantasy, and I think you are the only one who can possibly help me." he says taking a step towards her to close the gap between. However it's clear she can not hide the expression on her face. She wants him to say something... to touch her... or perhaps provoke her so she can't deny him. "Cut my hair."

"P-Pardon?"

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"Close your eyes, no peeking", Ichigo licks her lips nervously as she leans closer to the brown haired man sitting on the chair in her bathroom. The man obediently does so, but he looks like a cheater and cheater's peek through their fingers. "I just don't want to see him glaring at me with his stupid sexy grin." she laughs bitterly to herself, brushing the remains of wavy brown hair from Aizen´s handsome face carefully. "You sure you don't want me to cut this long section of bangs? It's just hanging around in the middle of your face." Her insides flip when her fingertips touch his smoothly shaven cheeks and chin, then the left side of his strong neck and the bare skin atop his left shoulder, all the while pretending to just clean up the mess left from cutting Aizen´s hair. Biting her lower lip she looks him all over, noticing how his masculine features come out even stronger now. "You look so much better." she whispers running a hand through his hair to check the length. It is tempting her so much to take what he has offered countless times but what she keeps refusing to enjoy anything in her life full of lies.

"Let me look."

Aizen´s voice interrupts her thoughts bringing her back to reality and to the fact that her fingers are now caressing along the chiseled line of his jaw. "Y-yes, of course!" she stammers, pulling her hand back, but not quickly enough long fingers wrap firmly around her wrist: "Aiz-!" Pulled against a broad naked chest she loses the rest of her impatience and insecurities and just presses her lips to the man´s open with the tip of her tongue she tastes him, tastes the desire of his mouth and it shakes her to her core. "Ah!" she pulls away suddenly panting in excitement. That.. was better than she imagined it would be. Much better.

Aizen blinks once, then again to find his arms full of warm feminine curves, his thoughts rapidly catching up. He narrows his eyes looking at Ichigo finding a sexy sultry longing on her face. Tired of sitting idly with this vibrating woman on his lap, he fists a hand in the thick fall of silky orange curls at the back of her head to roughly push her mouth against his. With her firmly within his grasp, he slips his tongue between those sweet lips to explore. "Mmmm." he growls as his tongue strokes her warm, soft, sweetness and their lips.

Impatiently their teeth clash increasing their hunger for more. This woman could be the death of him and he would not mind he realizes in the midst of tearing off Ichigo´s top. Her warm thighs feel incredibly seductive atop his own naked skin, rubbing all over his most sensitive parts shamelessly in an open invitation. As he continues to kiss from her mouth down her long neck, his left hand travels down, cupping the perfectly round shape of her breast to grope and squeeze.

"Ah!" With her head thrown back now Ichigo whimpers as Aizen´s rough caress sends sparks through her body. "Dangerous... dangerous man." Her thighs squeeze around his hips, the tip of his hard cock poking at her middle. "How, when did we undress?" They were kissing she remembers, and his tongue in her mouth felt just so amazing... the rest is a hazy blur of pleasure. A large hand slides slowly across her lower belly and she moans as anticipation builds all over her.

Aizen's long fingers find her dripping wet pussy to tease making her voice echo in the small bathroom. He slips one finger inside her, lazily moving in and out, making her climax build up agonizingly slow. "Is this what you need?"

Instantly, hot lips clamp around her right nipple and she lets out a small cry as her soft flesh is deliciously sucked and tortured until rock hard and extremely sensitive. Feeling her own wetness running down her thighs she moans quietly to be allowed further, the pleasure from teetering on the edge making her wild with need. "Please!" Unable to help herself still any longer she rocks her hips, trying to find the release she so desperately needs. Pleasure throbs more and more until finally breaking. "Ahhhh! Yes!" she cries out letting the orgasm take over and ripple through her. "It's been so fucking long since I've felt this good."

"Oh you are sexy when you come." With one hand buried in Ichigo´s incredibly wet heat and his mouth full of her perfect breast Aizen feels more than ready to control his need for a while longer, but after that incredible climax... "It's impossible to not want you." She is too far gone to be teased anymore... and so is he. His teeth clench for a moment as a wave of liquid heat courses through his cock leaving sweet pain of anticipation behind. Suddenly standing from the low chair he makes only two long steps to reach the shower stall. "Oh..." he grunts pleased when Ichigo without being told to wraps her long legs around his hips, her wet sex clinging tightly to his cock. Their lips locked in a passionate kiss they moan into each other´s mouths as the intimate friction becomes too much, the rest of his control vanishing in a puff. He shoves her back against the cool dark pink tiles in a hurry, his hips grinding against her pussy to her breathless gasps until he can not stand it...

"Fu-!" With a frozen curse on her lips Ichigo´s mouth hangs open, his large cock finally fills her. It has been some time since she last had sex and her body protests against this sudden large intrusion by tightening up. "I-I told you it's been awhile."

"Shhh, it's fine." he whispers starting to rock softly in and out of her, enjoying the tiny sounds of pleasure escaping from her parted pink lips. "You feel so good."

"Ah! You too!" To muffle her moans she leans forward, licking around one tiny nipple on his smooth, hairless chest. Despite his just finished bath Aizen´s skin tastes a bit salty and Ichigo finds herself tempted to hear the sounds he makes. The tiny, rock hard pebble between her lips is just perfect for a test and she grazes it with her teeth. First lightly, then harder, she is surprised to hear a hoarse groan from above and a small hiss when she switches attention to the other nipple.

Pushing deeper inside Ichigo´s body, Aizen loves the tight grip around his cock. Deep and deeper he pushes in until bumping against her cervix.

"Oh god that feels-"

"I know." Again he pumps his hips striking that wonderful spot, excited to reach as deep as possible inside her. Lowering to lick the tiny droplets of water from Ichigo´s neck, his lips sucking hard until she lets out the keening sound from being pushed too far into the bliss.

Sosuke hoists both her legs up to curl over his elbows and presses her back to the wall. Pounding into her without mercy he claims her gasping lips in a passionate kiss. Faster... deeper it's madness to feel her hot wetness tugging him to stay inside her. Her muscles clench around Aizen once, then again as his cock rubs against them, driving his need to fill her with his own climax.

Unable to control herself, Ichigo just lets her body accept his, swaying to his large body on hers with abandon. Wrapping her arms around his neck and fingernails scratching the back of his bicep she bites at his bottom lip when the pleasure coiled inside her seems to burn with more and more sweet fire, threatening to burst... but he is not stopping... "Sosuke!" she comes, screaming, unaware of anything but the gushing of his cock as it spills inside her contracting passage.

He lets of a long groan his head resting limp on her shoulder, as he pants shallow and irregular, hot puffs of air losing in the heated steam floating around their joined bodies.

Slowly, she turns her face to kiss him on the temple, sliding her hands down his heaving, muscled back in a comforting caress. It happened... she literally let him into her body, and it's wonderful. Maybe she shouldn't have been a long distance runner, then she wouldn't be so damned hard to catch. "I should have been a sprinter..."

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Stepping a foot down on the peer Kenpachi takes a long look around as his two subordinates stroll up behind him. "Tch, It's a crap town. Ikkaku, you sure Ichigo is here?"

"Positive. The satellite can't miss that orange hair of hers."

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