Bleach rant: Chp 377 was great cos there's some development and Ichigo's back.. poor Hiyori split in half.. I wonder if Hime can save her… but come on.. how unoriginal.. a rash Hiyori just for the sake of some drama? I wish it didn't have to be that pathetic cos to me vaizards are tougher than that! But Chp 378 was anti-climax! Like WTH… back to Rukia… I hope the IchiRuki fans aren't cheering right now cos Kubo is so determined to balance the non-relationships. And the fact that IchiHime are still on the Kurosaki-kun vs Inoue basis compared to Rukia just makes me sit in a corner and sulk. So I had to write my own Ichihime fic.
Detective Blitch: Yeah, she discovered that VelonicaBase77 still hasn't removed the Ichihime fic she stole from BlackRose! Everyone who knows this author please report her.
A/N: This is dedicated with much thanks to my lovely reviewers for your amazing support, big hugs to you beautiful people who made my day!
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You're in luck cos this is the longest chapter for this fic to date, I wanted to post it after my exams but well wish me luck…
Hope you'll enjoy it =)
Heroes Come Back
Chapter 8
Scene 1
"Bingo!"
"What's up?"
"According to my sources… we found leverage - Guaranteed leverage!"
"Which is?"
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"Mika."
Scene 2
He was beyond furious when his nakamas told him that Orihime was alive. After sending one punch their way, well, not the two girls but Grimmjow was at the receiving end of his wrath, he however, stopped, and slumped on the bed in frustration.
Was he that much of a monster that even his nakamas would hide her from him?
And here he was right now… arms around his lover. He wasn't going to mope around about the past – he only cared about the present and more importantly the future. He wasn't going to let go of this girl that unknowingly walked right into his life and into his heart.
She was beyond elation when her nakamas told her that they would be on their way to meet Ichigo. He changed from being a monster to a man because of her, but in a twist of events, he turned into a monster because of her.
Would he still want to see her after all that happened?
And here she was right now… in the arms of her lover. The past didn't matter anymore – she loved this man and she wanted to be with him no matter what happens. Of course, there was something… or rather someone she needed to tell him about.
She wondered how he would react, but right now she wanted more of his possessive kisses.
Moaning as he slanted his head as he deepened the kiss, she practically melted in his embrace. He was drunk in her scent, her touches - during their kiss, she had somehow slipped her hands under his top, causing his body to shudder involuntarily under her ministrations.
He scowled when she broke away the kiss. His eyes were dark and hooded when he opened them to look at her.
His member was now throbbing with painful need.
Still panting, she stared intently at the red amulet that hung on a necklace, lying on his chest.
"Why haven't I seen you wear this before?"
"You mean before I ran away from Aizen Manor? I only wear it during war for good luck. Someone told me it would keep me safe."
"Some-one?"
Her head started spinning in anticipation of his answer, that was definitely the amulet from Sora which she had gave to her childhood sweetheart.
"Who??"
While, he silently prayed that she would remember him. There goes the mood to take her, but now was the time to talk, not charged at her as his member insisted on doing.
"Well… from you."
Grey eyes widened like saucers at him.
"You're… But… How?"
Suddenly realisation dawned upon her, Aizen Sousuke was his uncle who adopted him and gave him surname.
Before Ichigo rose to power, there was another clan – the Kurosaki Clan…
Which meant that… K.I. for Kurosaki Ichigo!
"So you still remember? Orihime-chan." He said her name slowly, emphasizing the suffix attached, the way he called her when they were kids.
"Kurosaki-kun? You knew all along and you didn't tell me?"
He sighed heavily, leaning his head again the tree bark.
"The Ichigo that you met more than a year ago wasn't worthy of your love for that young boy who swore to protect you." His amber gaze softened.
"I almost killed you. God, I went insane when I thought I lost you," he croaked, suddenly he hated Ichigo Kurosaki. "I'm responsible for Sora's death,"
Orihime gave a sympathetic look and cupped his cheeks gently. Shaking her head as tears started to form.
"I already know… Uluqiorra told me and tried to get me to kill you. But I just couldn't… I'm sorry I gave you the potion… I didn't know it would turn you into t-that… that thing."
He fell to the ground on his knees, grabbing her cold petite hands in his strong rough palms.
"No Orihime, it's all my fault. Don't cry my love!"
He felt as if his heart had stopped beating and he was running out of breath. Seeing her cry like this was the most excruciating pain he'd ever experience.
"Please forgive me for taking your brother's life,"
"It's alright. There's nothing to forgive. It was a war, you did what you had to, right?" Tears raced down her beautiful face.
"And I… rapedyou.." They both winced at the words he mumbled, then he added smugly "But… you seemed to enjoy it,"
That earned him a very hard pinch on each side of his face.
"I-I.. I d-did not! Well, not at first anyway," she pouted indignantly but she stopped crying.
He knew what she meant. He had taken her by forced but they couldn't run away from their feelings.. from the lustful sex that progressed to making love.
"I'm sorry."
She kneeled down and put a finger to his lips and rubbed the spot on his cheek where it was pinched.
He cupped her face, kissing her tears away.
"Orihime, I'm so sorry." he pleaded in an exasperated breath and pulled her into his arms tightly, tucking her head under his chin.
"I'm so happy we've found each other again." She mumbled against his chest.
"Me too Orihime, me too." Then lifting her chin to face him, "I promise to make it up to you, let me take care of you and protect you for the rest of my life,"
Instead of replying, she crushed her lips to his urgently.
"We must promise, no more secrets and lies between us."
"Promise."
Scene 2
Uryuu wondered how his newly wedded wife was coping with their friend's baby as he put out the fire and grabbed his and Orihime's bags, placing them by the horse they shared.
He walked towards the river, and found them sleeping; she sat on his lap, head on his shoulder, he sat on the ground leaning on the tree, arms around her, his head resting on hers.
Thankful they were both fully clothed. He was disgusted recalling last night when he heard the muffled conversations and rushed to check on Orihime but pausing in his tracks when he heard the moaning.
Cough.
Cough.
Cough.
Cracking an eye open, Orihime gave her blue haired friend a sheepish smile and lightly shook Ichigo, who only furrowed his brows but held her body closer.
"Wake the hell up Kurosaki Ichigo!"
"Geeze good morning to you too Ishida." Ichigo muttered dryly, annoyed that Orihime had slipped out of his arms.
"Did you manage to meet the rest?" the orange head knew he meant the council.
"Yeah, Tatsuki and Chad are with Ran, Nel and Grimm on the other side,"
"Well, let's gather them and get the hell out of the forest."
Quickly making their way to the other camp, Uryuu felt a hand on his shoulder and halted in his steps.
"I'm sorry." Ichigo breathe out painfully at the memory of stabbing his nakama.
"Hn, I forgive you." Uryuu smirked.
"Thanks.. and thanks for taking care of Orihime."
"Looks like the long hair made you quite a sap! I have a pair of scissors somewhere in my bag."
"Shut up!" the orange head cried out indignantly, it wasn't his fault his hair grew at such a speed, "And why the hell are you carrying scissors around?"
The auburn haired walking behind them merely giggled.
"He picked up the hobby of sewing baby clothes."
"What, did you knock up Mayuri's daughter?"
Uryuu had to laugh at the irony in the situation. His friend was clearly the same dense idiot.
"Well, no! I'm not you. At least Nemu and I are married."
Ichigo's eyes widened. Married? He can't believe his four eyed friend was alive, did the wife's father even know?
However, his gaze softened and he muttered congrats with a smile.
"Sappy, must be the long luscious hair."
Orihime refrained from laughing out loud, she didn't want to upset her already scowling Ichigo. He gave her a smile when she snaked an arm around his waist and whispered into his ear.
"I'm starting to like it… It's kinda… sexy,"
That made his day, but damn he wanted to take her.
They soon met the rest of the group who were ready to leave.
"What's the council's plan against Aizen?" Uryuu directed at Chad and Tatsuki.
"We'll stage a coup against the bastard when they return from war, unless they miraculously win the war, it won't be difficult with the subject's resentment. Fill you on the details later on."
It was unanimously decided that the team splits up.
Ichigo followed Orihime, Uryuu, Tatsuki and Chad back to Southern Village to strengthen their defences. While Ran, Nel and Grimm headed back to Aizen Manor to observe the state of affairs.
"Someone was following us back in the shire." Ichigo revealed.
"Do you know who?" Chad inquired.
"No. But it's best I don't go with your group. It's dangerous to be around me."
"What do you mean?" Orihime asked in shock, worried that they were going to part after their long-awaited reunion.
"I'm obviously their target, whoever they are, it could be Aizen or,"
"Well, you can't come with us because you're obviously the Wanted man back in our village," Grimmjow said plainly.
"That's right. I think together we can take on whoever comes our way." Tatsuki punched her fists together with a hyper smile.
"So it's settled then? Come on Ichigo."
"Take care guys."
"Yeah, you guys too. We will regroup in a week's time."
Scene 3*
The Northern-East Village was nothing like they remembered.
The three on their horses arrived, shocked to see the streets messy and the road dirty. Some of the buildings were vandalized and ruined.
They had to fight off a group of beggars who surrounded them for money before dashing into the Aizen Manor.
Now they were back in a house that they all shared.
Finally!
Their plans to shower and have a quick rest were aborted as soon as they came to face the new mistress of the manor.
"Senna? Er... Hi!"
"Where have you guys been? You are back just in time, the guests are waiting for you in the lounge."
The uniforms worn by the female and male guests gave their identities away - the special police force.
Senna retreated after the five of them were seated and served with drinks.
"Where's my little cousin?"
"What makes you think we know anything about Ichigo?"
"Oh please… Spare me that. You either know or you don't."
The police man then tossed a sheet of white paper across to the trio, who stared in shock.
"Why do you think I didn't arrest you at the Shire with Ganju and his siblings?"
When they remained silent, the police continued scribbling and passed them another sheet of paper.
"Didn't even notice my presence? I'm hurt. Well, at least the beer was good."
"So why didn't you arrest us?" Grimmjow growled.
After a fast and furious and scribbling, another sheet of paper was passed to the trio.
"Idiot! Keep your voice down, I don't trust that red-eye girl."
"I didn't arrest you because it's Ichigo I'm after." The policeman said with a smile that flashed his neat white teeth.
"Why?" This time Ran took a sheet of paper from the police woman.
"Had to make sure my cousin is safe with his family."
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"I'm glad you trust us." Neliel said while Ran wrote another question.
"How can we trust you?"
The police duo flashed them a smirk and a grin before giving their reply.
"We want Aizen's head. We're on Ichigo's side."
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"What about the lock and key?"
"No idea. We will have to wait for them to return, they're expected to be back by this month end."
"Who has the lock and key?"
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"If not Aizen, I'm guessing the red-eye girl. Or they have one item each."
"If you know anything about Ichigo, let us know."
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"Let's meet tomorrow noon at the townhall."
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"Sure, we will. Thanks."
Scene 4
The old Inoue Village was nothing like he remembered.
Chad and Uryuu had carried out his plan well. It was no more in shambles the way his troops left it to be.
It was not much, just a small village where there was a hospital (to his surprise Orihime was working there), a school, a market, and rows of neatly built houses and even a community watch (not surprised that Tatsuki was in charged). Every villager was required to learn self-defense here and take turns to do patrol duties to ensure the safety of this village.
As they reach the Southern most point of the village, a port was in construction. With the strategic location, it will be a multi-million dollar making international port, just like he envisioned.* *
Throughout the little tour around with his auburn haired goddess's hand intertwined with his the entire time, he used every opportunity he had to drop her kisses and burning touches on her lower back, her arms, her hips.
Every time she looked into his eyes, he'd sent her lustful gazes which sent a pool of heat down her belly.
Now they were back in a house that they all shared.
Finally!
After she said her room was on the second level, he threw her over his shoulders and hurried up the stairs.
"Well, someone is in for a surprise," Tatsuki commented in mischief, while Chad, Uryuu and Nemu chuckled.
"Oh Ichigo! Wait! You know about the secrets and lies… There's one more thing!"
She felt him tense as he placed her down.
Secrets and lies?
She stood facing him outside her room, her back leaning on the door as she fidgeted with her fingers and averted her eyes.
"Ano, there's one more thing you need to know…"
What could she possibly hide from him?
"Tell me," he demanded.
"There is someone I'd like you to meet."
Someone?
His torso erupted with irrational jealousy, his fist clenched and unclenched as he prepared himself for what's in store for him.
"Who?" the voice was not unfamiliar, he had used that harsh tone on her during his 21st birthday party.
Taking a deep breath, she shakily turned to face the door.
Knock knock.
"Come in."
Before the door opened, Ichigo felt a flare of murderous intent raging in him at the sound of a male's voice.
What the hell is a male doing in his Hime's bedroom?
He clenched his fist when the door opened, shooting a death glare to the figure standing by the bed in the large room.
Orihime took eager steps forward and reached the male, whom Ichigo noticed, was a short and small built black haired boy, who trembled under his unfriendly scrutiny.
Taking two steps forward, Ichigo who seem intent on staring at the boy didn't pay attention when Orihime briefly introduced them, nor when the boy stretched his arms out towards Orihime who eagerly opened her arms to reach for the bundle in his arms.
"Ah, Hanatarou-san! Thank you."
"Y-you're welcome, see you later Orihime-san."
The boy took slow steps towards the door, standing as far away from the orange head as possible, before quickly shutting the door behind him and proceeding to run down the stairs, for safety.
Then Ichigo's gaze finally tore away from the closed door and turned to Orihime and the bundle that she was cradling.
He shook his head and blink hard, twice.
"Um, Ichigo?"
"Ichigo… I wa-"
"Who is this?"
"This is our baby girl… your daughter."
"WHAT?"
Baby?
My… daughter…
I'm the baby's father?!
"Holy shit!" he rubbed his face and turn to see the hurt look on Orihime's face.
"Well, I meant, what a shock!" he kneaded the back of his neck but his movement halted the minute the bundle began to move.
Two mini fists began to stretch out and the baby with honey hair yawned, her eye lashes fluttered slightly before lazily cracking open her amber eyes.
"Awww baby… Mummy missed you so much!" Orihime cooed in a baby voice and carried the baby upwards, planting a kiss on her forehead and then one on her little button nose.
Seeing her mother, the baby giggled happily and gurgled a kiss that a 6 months old baby could manage.
Orihime kissed the baby's cheek and stood side facing to Ichigo so the baby had a full view of the orange head.
"Ichigo... this is Mika!"
"Mika, this is daddy!"
He let out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding.
Amber eyes fell towards the honey haired girl, who stared back at him with large and round curious eyes, her mouth formed a little 'O'.
Slowly, he reached his fingers, almost shakily to her and gently touched her puffy rosy cheeks.
He felt something weird swelling in his heart, a choking feeling encasing him.
This was his child, his flesh and blood.
With his other hand, he used two fingers to brush over her petite hand, marveled at how tiny she was.
His breath hitched when the baby caught his index finger with her five tiny fingers. Then, she flashed him a toothless smile.
That moment, the world stopped.
The room was dark, but he could see her clearly - the smiling sunshine, the sunshine of his life, his daughter.
"She has my eyes" he croaked.
It finally sank into him that he was a father… it started out somewhat apprehensive but now all his defenses let down when he saw that little angel that had him wrapped around her tiny tiny fingers. He'd give her the world.
His sense of protectiveness heightened. He would protect the mother and daughter before him… even if it costs him his life… even if he were dead he'd make sure he protects them.
"She's perfect." the new father whispered in awe.
"Yes… she is." the proud mother beamed.
Scene 5
The strawberry blonde woman sighed as she thought about her missing silver haired lover.
She didn't notice the audience hiding behind the bushes a few feet from the water; Watching in delight as her wet sponge trailed over her milky skin, coating it with moist which shone under the morning light.
Dipping the sponge into the water, she lifted it up to her creamy neck, letting the water ooze out of the sponge, cascading down her breasts.
She tilted her head as she kneaded the glorious mounds. She had walked towards the rocks, the water now thigh high, show casing her round hips and firm buttocks. She placed her left arm on the rock and spread her legs open, wetting her fingers, she stroked her slit before pushing them in.
Then she turn around and leaned on the rock as her left hand started massaging her own breasts, her right hand continue to dive in and out of her swollen pussy.
The image of her lover filled her mind before she came in bliss. Her mouth opened wide and panted in pleasure, moaning his name repetitively.
Her baby blue eyes shot open when she realized she was not alone.
"It's no fun doing it alone. Let's have some real fun!"
Two men, one blonde and one black haired, quickly went into the water to join her.
"No! Get away from me."
"Too bad. You look like you want to be fuck real bad."
The two men pinned her to the rock, one leg pressing her legs, one hand held her wrist above.
Then they started to play with her breasts with their hands and mouth.
"Noooo!" She cried in desperation.
"Damn you've got some gigantic tits,"
"…and they're so fucking soft."
The man let go off her and grabbed her waist from the back, pressing her back against his body, while his unoccupied hand continued to caress her breasts.
The other held her legs and bent down to play with her pussy.
"Help!"
"No one's going to save you sweetpie,"
Oh no… Help!
Kicking aimlessly and scratching the men with her nails, she bit one of the arms around her, causing the man to grunt in pain.
As she turned to kick the other man, he caught her wrist. The man who was previously bitten by her slapped her and she fell into the water.
"I can't take it anymore. I want to fuck her."
"Same here! Who should go first?"
"You can take her pussy, I want to fuck her ass."
"Sounds good to me!"
The men laughed hysterically while they roughly squeezed her between them.
A painful curse escaped the blonde man's lips and his neck was twisted before he was thrown towards the large rocks.
"How bout you go fuck him in the ass instead?" the hooded attacker said bemusedly.
The other man suddenly let go of Rangiku and turned to see a rock directed to his face. Rangiku felt a shiver of horror as a loud cry escaped the black haired man.
Blood trickled down from his forehead and he fell lifelessly into the water with a hard splash.
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"You!" ***
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End.
Love,
Blitch out (19.10.09)
***Guess who??
** this is totally inspired by my hometown, homeland, my country - Singapore!
* Scene 3 only the underlined ones are unspoken conversations communicated through pen and paper. Guess who the police man and woman are?
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