Chapter 12
The King, His Queen, and His Horse
BIG FAT WARNING! THIS CHAPTER DOES CONTAIN A LEMON! READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!
Grimmjow started things off loud with a Gran Rey Cero.
Neliel swallowed the blast...
"What the..."
...and returned it, mixed with her own.
Grimmjow swiftly dodged, firing a standard Cero.
Neliel dodged his strike and returned fire.
'This isn't working!' Grimmjow thought before sonido'ing close and delivering a swift kick to Neliel's side, launching her a good distance away.
'There we go.' He sonido'd next to her and fired a Gran Rey Cero at her at point blank range, causing an explosion.
Ichigo covered his 'face' to block any debris that might head his way.
"Declare, Gamuza!" The smoke was blown away, revealing Neliel in her Ressurecion.
"You're releasing? Fine!" Grimmjow drew his sword. "Grind, Pantera!"
He changed into his release form and raised his elbow. "Garra de la Pantera!"
Five of the darts fired, two hitting Neliel in the arm and detonated in small explosions.
She screamed out in pain from the attack.
Grimmjow wasn't done yet however; he charged and delivered several swipes to her torso and lower half with his claws before backing off and slashing the air.
"Desgarron!" He unleashed the attack, causing Neliel to fly backwards, trailing blood.
Still holding Desgarron, Grimmjow approached Neliel and raised his right arm.
"Enough! This battle is decided. Grimmjow is the victor." Commanded Ichigo.
The blue haired Espada reverted to his sealed state.
Ichigo jumped down from the throne. "Welcome to my Squad, Lieutenant Jaegerjaquez."
"Whatever."
Ichigo frowned under his mask. Grimmjow was not happy being under anybody, this he knew. But he'd obey. Ichigo would put him down if he didn't. He then swiftly left to fetch Orihime to heal Neliel.
Tatsuki and Leeds had to explain what exactly he was and make the girl's parents believe her.
At first they were terrified, but his docile, friendly nature betrayed his appearance in his Resureccion, and he was allowed to stay, to sleep on the couch.
He didn't mind; it was more comfortable than anywhere else he'd slept.
That was another thing about him unique; unlike most hollows, he needed sleep to survive, hence his time in the World of the Living. He also discovered that as an arrancar, he could eat human food to restore energy.
Soon he and Tatsuki's father were trading stories like old friends.
It was... odd to Tatsuki, but she decided if her dad was willing to deal with him, she could put up with him as well.
Ichigo slaughtered another Adhudjas in the Menos Forest with Zangetsu. He knew a Vasto Lorde was hiding deep in these strange forests.
"Damn how many of these guys are there?"
"You could always eat one or two...you haven't eaten in weeks." his hollow suggested.
"Now that you mention it, I haven't been hungry. But I"m not eating any more hollows. Those things taste horrible, and we don't need a power boost."
"True, true."
Then Ichigo felt it; the spiritual pressure was closing in fast.
He had to-!
He did nothing as he was launched several feet.
He managed to get up just in time to dodge another blow.
The Vasto Lorde roared at him, firing a Cero.
Ichigo returned fire, this time from his fingertips instead of his horns.
"You're strong... but why do you have a Soul Reaper's sword?" the Vasto Lorde asked.
"I'm both." Ichigo answered before firing a Cero.
The hollow felt it burn the edge of its leg as it tried to dodge.
"Your Cero is strong. There's no other explanation than you being a hollow." The Vasto reasoned.
"Yes there is. I'm a Vizard." Ichigo replied, dodging another strike.
'I can't keep dodging if I want to win.'
"God you sound like Ulquiorra!" Ichigo groaned.
He charged a Cero Gigante and fired the oversized blast, clipping a wing.
"Sorry, this is a no-flight zone!"
"No matter. I'll just have to kill you this way." The being returned fire, hitting Ichigo in the chest and sending him flying backward.
This motherfucker was fast. Ichigo decided he needed to even the playing field.. .and dropped his spiritual pressure.
With a pained grunt the Vasto hit the sand.
"Understand my power now?" Ichigo asked, calmly walking over to the Vasto Lorde.
His mask resembled an owl's face. He had black and brown wings on his back, similar to a bird's.
He feet were also bird-like, being four toed talons. His body was dark brown, almost black and his eyes glowed gold. He had feathers that covered his head and neck.
"Will you submit and join my ranks?"
"...Very well. You seem to be a being that operates on brute force anyway. You could use my intellect."
Ichigo's eye twitched under his mask.
'This bastard sounds like Uryu!'
Ichigo let up with his spiritual pressure and the two returned to Los Noches.
The Vasto, named Vigilante Alanoche, had become an arrancar who's mask turned into a pair of circular glasses.
His attire consisted of long robes with long, loose sleeves. His pants were the standard ones, and his hair was straight, golden brown, and sholder length.
"12th division." Ichigo said, instantly matching the Arrancar to a certain hat-clad, clog- wearing man who used to be the head of that division. At least in terms of intelligence; Urahara was a goofball and this guy was a stiff.
"Very well. I'm assuming you'll direct me with that miniscule brain of yours, dog?"
'Dog! I'm is Commanding Officer! I should gut him, fill him with stuffing and call him thanksgiving dinner!"
"Uh, Ichigo? He's an owl, not a turkey."
'Shut up. Just shut up.'
Several months had passed since Ichigo's last acquisition to his team.
He'd decided it was safe enough to let Orihime go back to her life in the World of the Living...for now.
He made weekly visits of course.
As of now he had...
He mentally counted...
"6, if you count Ulquiorra and Tia. 7 if you count me."
"I'm bored. I wonder what Kon's doing right now?"
The mod soul in question had just punched a guy's face in and returned a stolen bag to its owner.
"Holy shit man!" Said the man. "That was awesome! How about I treat you to some ramen or something to say thanks?"
"No thanks, " replied Kon in his well trained 'Ichigo' Voice. "And don't tell anybody I punched someone, it'd be a pain in the ass if someone came after me."
"Huh? I see... That's too bad." the man noticed something slip out of his bag...
A Substitute Soul Reaper Combat Pass.
"I'm taking a leave of absence for a while in the Living World. Grimmjow, you're in charge. Fuck up and you're dead."
"I got ya, I got ya." Grimmjow waved him off. "go on back as long as ya want. No rush."
Ichigo sighed and entered his gigai.
Noting that there would be some confusion if he was seen with Kon, he mixed a bit more of his hollow's reiatsu with his than normal, resulting in his hair becoming platinum blonde instead of orange.
Between the mullet and the color, when he had visited Leeds, the Arrancar had said he looked like he jumped out of the American eighties with a laugh.
Upon arrival in Karakura he walked into the gates of his school... only to see Orihime sliding down a pipe on the side of the school. He just sighed and facepalmed before walking over to where she was.
Kon was dressed in a soccer uniform, having agreed to help the team for money. It was something he'd picked up doing for some extra cash.
However, Tatsuki had been with him when Orihime pulled her stunt, and had punched the orange haired girl in the head.
Kon had spoken in her defense, earning him an ear assault from Tatsuki.
"...Can it! You don't have any business going on a tirade about how I discipline Orihime!" she yelled.
"What about me?" Ichigo said as heads turned to him.
Tatsuki raised an eyebrow. "Who are you?"
"Oh yeah, you haven't seen me with blonde hair before. Or this outfit." He was dressed in a black suit with black slacks and, of course his sunglasses, which he lowered to reveal his eyes.
"Ichigo? Ichigo is that you?"Tatsuki asked.
"Hey, hey, keep it down! He's Ichigo right now." The Vizard subtly nodded to Kon.
"I'm Shikuro, his half cousin from America." The name was a combination of "White", representing his hollow and "Black", also part of his last name.
Ichigo looked to Orihime. "I'll drop by later, alright, princess?"
He'd actually coined a pet name for her over time. IT was half a pun on her name, and half a play on the fact his hollow called him "king" all the time.
She didn't mind it at all and nodded. "Alright!"
"Oh shit! I'd better get going! I'll be late for work. You do to right, Orihime? You should probably contact your boss too 'Ichigo'. Didn't she read you the Riot act last time you dissapeared like this?"
Kon's face turned pale. His boss was a psycho bitch. He ditched his gloves, causing the soccer players to call his name in confusion.
The real Ichigo just smirked. "Kon, Kon, Kon..." he muttered, "Still as crazy as ever."
Then a scream was heard from the gates.
"Eh?" Ichigo turned and went to see what was up.
A group of thugs were calling him out. Well, probably Kon, but as far as names were concerned his was still Kurosaki...
"You said you wanted a Kurosaki, right?" Ichigo taunted, stepping forward.
"That ain't him. Said one of the gangsters. "The guy who punched me had orange hair."
"Yeah well he isn't here right now." Ichigo cracked his knuckles. "You wanna throw down though? Because I"ll give you a throwdown."
"You think you're so tough just cause' you're American? We'll see about that!"
One of the thugs ran at Ichigo, who sidestepped and elbowed the guy in the back.
Another ran at him and he grabbed the thug's arm and flung him a good distance away.
Finally, Ichigo punched the guy in charge in the face.
"Don't fuck with my family. Understand?"
Ichigo sighed and walked off, bumping into Uryu on the way.
"Ichigo...? Is that you?"
"Hey, quiet Uryu! I'm 'Shikuro' right now."
"...Right. Well I hope you don't mind 'Ichigo' about to get his ass kicked."
The real Ichigo turned to see Kon about to get attacked my a strange guy with an odd piercing on his nose... who then got a boot to the back of the head.
"Looks like you're having a blast... Ichigoooo..." The woman said with a maniacal grin that even Ichigo's hollow, the master of evil grins, was afraid of.
"Is that bitch his boss? Oh my god even I'm scared of her!"
His hollow retreated by fading into Tensa Zangetsu again.
"Ichigo... who is she...?" asked the real Ichigo.
"B-B-boss?" Kon managed.
"You're always skipping work for bullshit reasons... now be a good boy and let me kidnap you!" the woman yelled.
"No way!" exclaimed Kon.
In seconds Kon was wrapped in tape and thrown into a van, which promptly drove off.
Ichigo had on his face the most absurd expression he'd had in the past 18 months of being a Perfect Vizard, a kind of 'what the fuck just happened' look.
"Wait a minute, that's my body!" Ichigo silently exclaimed before taking off after the van.
Ichigo had decided to hang back after noticing a mysterious looking man entering the shop.
Soon, he followed the man in.
Then he heard his father's name come out of the man's mouth.
"That's my uncle," Ichigo answered calmly. "In other words, his dad. What could you possibly want with an idiot doctor like him?"
All heads turned to Ichigo.
"Ah, sorry. I'm Shikuro Kurosaki, Ichigo's cousin from the states." How did he know all this terminology? Leeds.
Back on topic, why the hell did you, " he pointed to the woman in the t-shirt, "freak out everyone at the school by 'kidnapping' Ichigo. And why do you," He pointed to the man, "want to find my uncle? In that order, please."
"Your no good cousin Ichigo has been cutting work for the past two weeks! I decided to make him come in today!" the woman answered.
"Fair enough. How about you, sir?"
"I was wondering if Ichigo could answer some questions about Kurosaki Isshin."
Then the man began to pry, as if interrogating "Ichigo". The woman slammed her hand on the table over the picture.
"I'll hold on to the picture for now. We're closing shop for today. Time for you to go!"
"That's rather sudden isn't it? Am I assuming you'll take the job?" the man replied.
"I'll contact you when I've made a decision." the woman replied.
"I'll leave my contact information here, then." the man replied.
Then he looked to Kon. "Why don't you try heading over to the Urahara shop, Ichigo? You might find something interesting..."
The man left and Ichigo looked to Kon.
"Cousin, maybe you should check that out..." Ichigo suggested, although it was more like an order.
"R-right."
Ichigo had stopped by Orihime's house, but she wasn't home. So he reached out and felt her power.
He intercepted her on her way to his home.
"Orihime? What are you doing with all that bread?" He asked.
"Oh! I work at a bakery. I was going to drop by your house and see if you wanted any!"
Ichigo was tempted to start eating the food there; since he got back in his gigai and gotten a physical stomach, he'd been starving from his incredible time he'd gone without eating anything... but he restrained himself, keeping his cool headed appearance.
"Let's head back to my house first." Ichigo suggested.
"A-Alright." Orihime agreed.
Upon their arrival, Ichigo made sure nobody was looking and jumped up to his window.
Kon was reading a manga when Ichigo tapped on the window.
The mod soul opened it.
"Ichigo! Can't you use the door!"
"No. Now go downstairs and let Orihime in. Then get out of my room. Discreetly. As in out the damn window. I want to have some time alone with her."
Kon chuckled. "Ichigo, I thought I was bad! I'm jealous you can get away with this."
Ichigo grabbed him by the collar of his uniform.
"Go. Now."
Kon nodded his head and all but ran down to get the door.
When he returned, Ichigo was going through Kon's bag.
"Hey!" Ichigo pulled out a black card.
"Kon? Dad gave you a credit...card..." The spiritual residue resembled the pressure of the guy from earlier. "We can deal with this later. Go for a run for about an hour or so." Ichigo shoved Kon out the window and he managed to land on his feet like a cat.
"Jerk..."
Ichigo soon returned with some tea for the two of them.
"Thank you," Orihime said taking a drink.
"No problem." replied Ichigo after swallowing a bite of bread. He was desperately trying to mind his manners and chew his food, but the hunger was overwhelming.
Orihime sensed his discomfort. "Is something wrong?"
"Well, I don't want to be rude, but I'm really hungry all of a sudden, probably from being in hollow form and having all those spirit particles in the air to absorb meant I didn't have to eat. Now I feel like my stomach is going to cave in, but I don't want to be impolite..."
"It's fine," she smiled.
With that, Ichigo began practically inhaling the food.
It was embarrassing, he had to admit, but it was the bread or her soul... and he didn't like the latter option.
After a while he was satisfied.
"Thank you...very very much. You saved me once again, princess." remembering how many games followed the "hero-saves-princess" formula, he thought 'The bitter Irony...'
"I wouldn't say I saved you..." she said blushing.
"Alright, alright time for a team meeting. It's you, her, and your bedroom. Your dad isn't home so he won't be here to listen in, and if you can find a way to keep her quiet, a few I can think of myself, today is the day you 'technically' lose your virginity. Technically since you aren't in your body."
'I don't want to be too forward though...'
"Look. King. As long as you don't make any Bankai jokes you're good. Because that would be a joke on you..."
'Why do I even keep you around in this form?'
"Because you know you need me. I'm your instincts, remember King? And that doesn't just mean fighting instincts.."
'So you're saying all you are is an animal in mating season, making you even less useful in combat? Besides, what if today is...'
"King ,the slang term is 'dangerous'. In other words you're worried you might knock her up. So what if you do? Take her back to Los Noches! You'll be the king, she'll be the queen and you'll have a successor!"
'Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!' Ichigo poured as much power to Zangetsu as he could, causing his hollow to be torn to small black shreds before vanishing.
"I would tell you to be yourself but that is not only the most generic word of romantic advice ever, it is also as stupid, as yourself is blind. Without any innuendo, I am NOT that creature, remember my words."
'The whole move forward bit. Yes I remember.'
Ichigo inhaled deeply. "Orihime..." he said slowly ,cautiously. "I'm not sure whether to be straight with you or beat around the bush on this topic... I don't want to hurt you but I don't want to make you feel unloved either."
He stopped himself and started over.
"You know how there are the little people on people's shoulders, one an angel and one a devil?'
"Yes. Why?"
"Well... You see... Imagine the devil was my inner hollow, and the angel was my conscience. You see, the annoying prick on my right shoulder, the devil, wants me to..."Ichigo rolled his eyes, "Please don't slap me for this, just go all the way."
She turned red and became obviously flustered.
"On the other shoulder is the angel, my conscience and moral standards telling me to take the metaphorical 'holier than tho' path with apparently no middle ground between the two." Ichigo said, turning red as well.
"Come to think of it, I don't think you two have even kissed. It's been MONTHS and you haven't kissed."
'Dammit I thought I shut you up!'
"Now king, what makes you think YOU can shut ME up? Looks like I'll have to give you a shove in the right direction... again."
Ichigo's hollow took control and made Ichigo stand up before killing his leg support, causing him to fall forward... right onto Orihime.
Ichigo got control just in time to stop himself.
They were now however in a very compromising position.
They both stayed motionless for a moment before Ichigo decided he could at least do this much to appease his hollow and make him shut up.
Ichigo leaned in and pressed his lips against Orihime's.
'...Strawberries?'
"King, that's kind of creepy. What if she's some creepy stalker in secret? What if she's been watching you sleep?"
'Shut up, Hollow. This was your idea now let me enjoy it.'
"Fine, but don't blame me if she's secretly like those chicks from that one anime that resets time every 5 episodes."
She let out a squeak of surprise before becoming comfortable with the situation.
Noting his lack of oxygen, Ichigo broke the kiss.
"Ichigo..." Orihime put her arms around Ichigo's neck and their lips met again.
Then things went a step further.
The two had moved onto Ichigo's bed and had just started making out when...
"ICHIGOOO!" His father practically knocked the door down.
Ichigo growled but didn't bother breaking the hold he had on Orihime, nor changing their position despite the fact she was straddling his lap at this point.
"Dad. You have about five seconds before I forcibly remove you from my room via Cero. Timer starts now. One. Two."
His father started crying. "Ichigo you don't want me in any part of your life anymore!"
"Three. Four." He raised a hand and pointed it at his father, charging a Cero.
"Wait wait! I... sensed Orihime's power and had run into Kon earlier. He told me you were here, so I got here as fast as I could to deliver this. Make your old man proud!"
Isshin pulled out...
Ichigo looked off in a random direction and reluctantly took the small foil pack.
"...You know I think this is the first time you've done anything a NORMAL father is supposed to do. Now scram. The Cero threat still holds."
Isshin evacuated the room with haste.
"Now, where were we?"
Orihime was resting her head on his chest.
"What's wrong, princess?"
"Your hair. You don't look like Ichigo."
Ichigo chucked. "Is that all?"
With a minor change in his Reiatsu, his hair darkened to its normal orange color. "Better?"
"Much."
Soon after Ichigo found himself lying on the bed, with Orihime straddling his pelvis.
"So..." Ichigo trailed off.
"So?" Orihime laid down on top of him, her breasts pressing against his chest.
Ichigo wrapped his arms around her and kissed her again, more passionately than before.
That's when things got awkward.
Poor, naive Orihime had no idea what the solid thing poking her groin was.
Once she noticed what is was by turning and looking at it she turned bright red.
"I-Ichigo!"
"Sorry... it's just between our current position and the way your chest was pressing against me, I couldn't help it."
"I-It's alright... What do you want me to do?"
Hollow Ichigo took control for a moment.
"Hey there, Queen. Have you ever ridden a horse?"
"H-Hey! Give me back Ichigo!" She said, panicked.
"I will, but right now he's kind of frozen... in more ways than one as you can feel. It's like riding a horse, except you have to make sure that you line it up right or things'll get awkward really quick. Well, my work here is done."
Ichigo was thrust back into control.
"Sorry... I guess the next logical thing to do would be to.." He inhaled sharply. "Get naked."
A few awkward moments of silence passed before Ichigo made the first move. He unbuttoned Orihime's shirt and slid it off her.
Her bra was white with pink lace, the article barely containing her breasts.
She turned bright red; Ichigo was staring! Was she ugly?
The Vizard decided to play fair and remove his upper body garments.
Now Orihime was the one staring; Ichigo's muscles were well defined from all the training he had done and fights he had partaken in.
Curious, she slowly ran her hand down his chest, stopping at the sash around his waist.
She pulled and it came loose, eventually coming off completely.
Ichigo returned the act by unclasping Orihime's bra and tossing it aside.
Orihime moved back a bit and removed the pants Ichigo was wearing, followed by his boxers (the undergarments in Los Noches were... uncomfortable. He prefered his normal boxers)
She nervously poked his member.
Ichigo, however, was going crazy looking at her.
"Hey, Orihime... could you maybe... use your breasts?" Ichigo managed.
"Huh?"
Ichigo sighed. Poor, innocent Orihime.
"Just put my dick between your breasts and move them up and down."
The girl nodded, an odly determined look on her face and complied.
"Score!"
The feeling of Orihime's soft breasts drove Ichigo crazy.
When he reached his limit he forced Orihime's mouth onto his head. "I'm sorry Orihime!"
Her eyes widened in surprise when he came inside her mouth.
The taste was bitter and it was thick and slimy...but she swallowed it.
Well, most of it. Some dripped out onto her breasts... which gave "Little Ichigo" a way to become erect again., shocking Orihime.
By this point she herself had become aroused and unbuttoned her skirt, tossing it to the floor.
She peeled off her wet panties.
She was about to lower herself onto Ichigo when the Vizard stopped her.
"Wait! Let me put this on first." Ichigo said, opening the condom.
The protection secure, Orihime once again lowered herself onto Ichigo, stopping when she met resistance. Confused, she lowered herself harder.
This proved to be as effective as it was painful, as Orihime let out a cry of pain as her virginity was taken from her.
"Orihime!" Ichigo exclaimed, concerned.
She smiled, pain evident on her face. "L-look! It's all the way in."
Ichigo looked down and noticed she had indeed swallowed him with her vagina.
"Are you sure you're alright?" Ichigo asked, concerned.
Orihime nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I...I'm going to move now."
She slowly moved up, whimpering as she did so.
Her facial expressions and amazing body pushed Ichigo off the edge.
He sat up, changing positions, and began thrusting into her, simultaneously sucking her right nipple and tweaking her left one.
Her whimpers of pain turned to moans of pleasure relatively quickly using this combination.
"I-I-Ichi...Ichigo...I"m...I feel funny..." Orihime said as she bounced up and down. "I-it's like... something inside... something's coming! AH!"
Her juices exploded from inside of her and her insides were practically crushing Ichigo, who changed from sucking her nipple to holding her closely as she buried her head in the crook of his neck.
"Yeah, I am too! I"m gonna cum!" He released his load, which was stopped by the condom he was wearing.
Orihime was panting; that had felt insanely good.
Ichigo was low on breath, but not as bad off as Orihime.
Once he had stopped releasing his seed, he removed the used condom, tied it off and tossed it in the garbage.
The two lied down next to one another.
"...Wow..." was all Orihime could say at first.
"Yeah..." Ichigo agreed.
The girl looked to her lover and smiled before kissing him. "I love you, Ichigo."
"I love you too, Orihime."
With some effort, the two climbed under the bedsheets together and Orihime cuddled up to Ichigo.
The Vizard sighed. This was how it was supposed to be. No more soul society, no more Hollows, no more Aizen... just him and the girl he loved.
The two fell asleep in each others embrace.
Well, Orihime did.
Ichigo was dropped into his inner world.
"Well, King it took you long enough but you finally got laid." His hollow walked over to him and held up a fist. "Brofist?"
"What?"
"Just do the same thing."
Ichigo did, then was evicted from his inner world once again, passing into sleep this time.
END CHAPTER 12
Oh ho ho! Timid old PimpedOutToast wrote a Lemon!
ALSO TIMESKIP FOR THE LULZ!
Well nothing much happened aside from Ichigo getting laid, so next time:
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