Disclaimer : I do not own anything from Bleach.

Main Pairing IchigoXGiselle, IchigoXMulti

Warning - There is a Lemon included in this chapter, so feel free to skip that part if you do not wish to read sexual content.

The Calm Before the Storm - I

"Mmm... hehe. Ichi-chan... Not there, you perv..."

That was the first thing Ichigo heard when he woke up in the early morning. The morning sun shone its light through the only window in his personal quarters, not that it felt warm by any means. The Wandenreich resided in a pocket dimension that was constructed in the shadows of the Seireitei, which somewhat expanded to the shadows of all three realms over time.

While the sun actually did shine even in the shadows, it didn't feel warm since the realm of shadows was on the negative plane, while the sun existed on the positive one. It was like a one way mirror if Ichigo tried to explain it, where they could observe the realm outside of the shadows while the other side would only see the surface of the shadow.

"No... don't... stoooop... Bad Bambi..."

Ichigo let out a low chuckle when he heard the content of the sleeping girl's moans. Whatever she was dreaming of, her sleep talking was acting quite self-explanatory.

Regardless of her own opinions of herself, Giselle Gewelle was a fairly lovely girl in Ichigo's eyes. Her build was quite slender in an adorable way, and despite her small frame the lines of her legs never failed to amaze him, only to be amplified with her preference of wearing black leggings most of the time. The line that started from her hips leading to her upper body was way better without her uniform, although her breasts were... Ichigo stopped that thought from going any further. There was a reason Giselle was quite jealous of Candice, Meninas and even Bambietta in that department.

Giselle was always self-conscious about her appearance before, and even after they started their romantic relationship with all his reassurances that she was more than beautiful enough to his own eyes. She had a rather low opinion on her own beauty, and Ichigo really couldn't blame her. Being friends with Candice, Meninas, and Bambietta really didn't do any good for her self-esteem in that part, which was a reason Ichigo went out of his way to always show his love for Giselle. He really wasn't blind enough to consider her insistence of being the girl he had chosen as his first over Candice and Meninas as her honest thought.

Ichigo loved nearly everything - quite obviously - about Giselle.

He really did.

But what he loved the most about her ever since they first met was her breathtakingly beautiful cerulean eyes. Considering everything she went through and what she did, her eyes shone rather brightly like a well-polished gem. With a fair amount of exaggeration, Ichigo could stare into her eyes for hours and never get bored of it. Her sharp, but cute nose and her lovable lips - especially when she stuck out her lips with her pouty look - were some of the other traits he found Giselle to be both endearing and attractive at the same time.

Ichigo could feel a faint smile tugging on his lips when he noticed the way Giselle tried to snuggle into his side in her sleep, and wrapped his arm around her petite frame while running his hand down her black silky hair. She was just too adorable for him to not show such affection when she was acting all clingy, even in her sleep... and his thoughts wandered to the night of that day when they first met.

He was rather overwhelmed with everything that was thrown at him on that very day, with the revelation of his heritage as a Quincy from his mother's side, as well as the whole history between the Quincy and Shinigami. Of course, his budding infatuation with the girl with mesmerizing blue eyes was another. Ichigo had accepted the offer to join the Wandenreich under one condition, and everything was history.

That day when he arrived at Giselle's personal quarters - he still didn't like to visit her quarters unless it was absolutely necessary -, he had learned something unpleasant, something that would've freaked him out if it was before the whole Tsukishima ordeal. The vials of her own blood she kept in her quarters could've served as a big obstacle to the future relationship of himself and Giselle, but he didn't allow it to happen. Ichigo patiently waited until hearing Giselle's full story before making any kind of judgement, and it was a truly a good choice on his part.

"About those vials... they're filled with my own blood, Ichi-chan. It's..." Giselle struggled to find the word, and Ichigo knew that this couldn't be any easy for her, so he didn't press her for the answers. "Complicated, I guess...? Each of us Sternritter have our own Schrift, a power His Majesty granted to us. My letter I hold as a Sternritter is 'Z', and my epithet is 'The Zombie'."

"The Zombie?" asked Ichigo.

"Mmhmm... If a non-Quincy being is exposed to my blood, that being falls under my control as a Zombie... a puppet that can be ordered around at my whim, which is basically the reason I have those vials stored to use if I need them. It doesn't matter if they're alive or dead... But if I were to use it on another Quincy, that Quincy must be dead in order for my Schrift to work."

"That's... kinda creepy, if I'm going to be blunt about it," Ichigo admitted with an unreadable expression on his face. "So this 'Schrift' His Majesty bestowed to you guys, is it completely random, or something His Majesty decided beforehand?"

To be honest, Ichigo had a hard time believing that the emperor could just give out such powerful abilities to his subordinates. How was that even possible? That sounded like something... almost godlike.

"I... I've never asked about it, but it isn't random, and I don't think His Majesty chose what it would be... But I think he knows just about enough to give us a letter that matches our abilities perfectly. You see... I, I'm pretty sure that my Schrift came from my deepest desires..." Giselle muttered, looking down at her hands that were resting on her thigh.

No, in truth, they weren't resting at all. Ichigo noticed the way her nails were digging into her thigh, and sighed. Despite how much everything he had heard up until this point was screaming at him to stay away from this girl... he just couldn't. Something was telling him that all she needed was someone to support her, to be on her side no matter what.

Giselle flinched immediately when Ichigo's hand reached for her own with a sigh, and tried to pull her hands away, only to find herself unable to free her hands from his strong grip. Her eyes shot up in surprise, and met the warm caring brown of the boy's eyes. She couldn't understand just how they were so full of compassion. How was he able to still look at her like that with all he had just heard? He should be disgusted with her, not giving her an indifferent look, or an even more understanding one.

"Tell me, Gigi... What were does deepest desires that led you to think like that? I want to understand you."

'He wants to understand me?' thought Giselle in shock. No one had ever tried to understand her once they learned or saw the extent of her Schrift, but Ichigo was willing to. Those five words he spoke to her... she couldn't help but to break down. 'He, he wants to understand me... But I don't deserve his understanding...'

Ichigo shut his eyes in frustration when Giselle adamantly shook her head for some reason, and released his grip on her hands.

The black-haired girl froze when he let go of her hands, thinking that he would be leaving her too. She couldn't help but to release a gasp when Ichigo wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her into his embrace. She wanted to protest that she was undeserving of this warmth... the kindness that radiated from Ichigo, but she just couldn't. Giselle felt so selfish, but she wished nothing more but to bask in his presence forever.

"I've always wanted to protect people that are precious to me, you know? My friends. My family... One day when I was a kid, I learned from my old man that my name means 'To protect one thing'. At that time, my mom meant the whole world to me. She was basically the center of my small world, and I could always rely on her. She never failed to make me smile when she wanted to, not even once. I used to smile a lot back then..." Ichigo smiled as he thought back to the old fond memories of his childhood.

Giselle buried her head into his chest as she listened to Ichigo talk about his past. She could tell from just hearing his voice, that every single word of his were genuine, and that he had loved his mother dearly.

"So when I heard the meaning of my name, I decided then and there to protect my mom, to live up to my name. It then became a desire to protect my family, my sisters... even my only childhood friend. I wanted to protect everyone close to me, and even some that weren't. And then it happened," said Ichigo, unknowingly tightening his embrace around Giselle. The girl knew what was coming next. How couldn't she? "I know the truth now, but even until two years ago... I believed it to be my fault that my mom died that day. I vowed to protect my mom, but I thought of myself as the very person who caused her death. A fucking failure."

At this point, Ichigo had to take in a deep breath. The topic about his mother was really hard to bring up, especially today. But he wanted to do this, to share it with Giselle. He didn't know the exact reason, but he just felt like he had to do this.

"I felt lost. A sunflower always follows the sun during the day, you know? My mom was the radiant sun in not only my life, but my entire family's. How could I not feel lost, without the very sun to guide me anymore? My sisters were too young back then, but even they felt her absence in their lives. My dad, he really loved my mom... Even while he tried to fill up that sudden gaping whole that formed in our lives, he was suffering badly too. He never blamed me, but... I couldn't stop from placing all the guilt on myself, to feel responsible for all the emptiness and sorrow in my family.

I visited the place where I last saw her smile on a daily basis after her death, the very riverbank we met today... It lessened from every day to three times a week, twice, once, and then every two weeks... a month... but I could never stop myself from going there on a day when I needed her comfort more than anything. My deepest desire, Giselle, is to just see her smile at me like she always did, just once more. For her to tell me that she's proud of me, but..."

'It wasn't her that I found comfort from today...' Ichigo thought to himself, although he wasn't able to work up the courage to tell her this. That was just too... embarrassing.

Giselle realized that Ichigo had started to cry at some point during his tale. She knew that it wouldn't have been easy for him to share all of this with her, and she raised her head to say something, when Ichigo started to speak once more.

"I want to help you, Gigi... I really do. But to do that, I need to know more about you before I make my decision... before I make up my mind. So will you please tell me about yours?"

It took everything in her to remind herself to breath at that moment, when she saw the watery smile on his face. It was so breathtakingly beautiful and full of warmth, that just by seeing such an expression on his face made her want to spill out every last part of her heart, like a sinner confessing every single wrongdoing they committed to a priest. It felt like a sin in itself to not tell him anything after seeing his smile...

"I..." she trailed off with a prominent blush spreading all over her cheeks. How could she say no to... to that...? "Okay..."

The way his expression brightened up a little, caused her heart to beat faster.

"My mom died when I was a baby... Apparently her body wasn't healthy enough to cope with childbirth, but she still went on with it. My father hated me for it, and blamed me for her death. He didn't abuse me for it, but the hatred was always there, and it hurt me... a lot. Nothing significant happened, up until I became ten."

Ichigo quickly reached for her hand, and rubbed the back of it with his thumb. He thought that she could use his support for this, and Giselle rather appreciated the gesture.

"Then I met two friends, the first I ever had in my life. Estelle and Jean, two Gemischt Quincy who ran away from their abusive homes. And I, I don't really want to talk about them..." said Giselle, but she immediately took a deep breath before continuing, encouraged by Ichigo's soothing gesture. "It was a forbidden friendship for me, kind of. I was the heiress to the Gewelle family, and they were 'lowly commoners' to my father's eyes...

I knew that nothing good would come out of me being seen with them, but I didn't want my first friendship to end because of it. So our friendship continued to exist on thin ice for a whole year... before my father found out about everything. I never expected him to take that long to find out, if I'm being honest about it. That was the first time my father actually hurt me physically, and he ordered me to stop with my foolishness. Do you want to know what I did?"

Ichigo knew that Giselle wasn't actually asking for an answer from him, but he still gave her an audible response to encourage her. "I do..." he replied softly.

"I ran. I ran away with them, as far as a few kids could go before we got caught. My father killed them right in front of my eyes, and he was about to hurt me again. He wouldn't kill his only child, the only heiress that could carry the family name. But he was more than ready to hurt me, so that he could mold me into the perfect heiress he had in his mind. And I met him that day, Ichi-chan. Jugram was there."

At this point Ichigo's brows rose in surprise, but he kept on listening with patience.

"Jugram brought me and my father in front of His Majesty, my father bound in chains while he held my hand. His Majesty was not at all happy with him, and I ended up inheriting everything that belonged to my father that day... But what surprised me the most was that His Majesty called me 'my daughter', and I could tell from the look in his eyes, that he considered me as more of his own child then my father ever did. That's what led me to make the decision to become a Sternritter..."

"His Majesty really does care about all of us then, huh?"

"Yeah... He's more of a father than my birth father could ever be to me. A few years later I became a Sternritter somehow, even if my prowess as a Quincy wasn't enough to become one. And I was bestowed my Schrift, 'The Zombie'. The reason why it has anything to do with my deepest desire is quite simple... I didn't want to see anyone I care about to die and leave me, never again. That's why I think my Schrift is capable of making dead people into a zombie."

"That does kind of make sense..." said Ichigo, before shaking his head. "If that's true, then your Schrift itself won't be enough to make me think any less-"

He stopped in the middle of his words, when he saw the sad look Giselle was showing him.

"As much as it warms my heart to hear that, you have more than enough reasons to keep your distance from me Ichi-chan. My head's kind of... messed up. I really enjoy inflicting pain on other people, and equally enjoy my own pain too. I never wanted to learn something like that, but it happened... Did you know that I'm obsessed with seeing one of my friends, Bambi-chan to beg for my blood on her knees one day? My subconscious back then must've had a hand in my Schrift, the ability to control people at my whim. Can you look at me indifferently, now that you've heard everything?"

"I-" started Ichigo, only to close his mouth immediately.

"I thought so too... Sorry for bothering you. Just... don't be a stranger, okay?" said Giselle, a sad smile adorning her face. She tried to get up and leave, only for Ichigo to stop her by grabbing onto her wrist.

"Wait... I didn't say no yet, you know? Just... I'll think about it tonight, and give you an answer tomorrow."

And He did give her an answer the next morning. Now? He really couldn't imagine a life without Giselle.

"A penny for your thoughts?"

A smile crept onto his lips when he heard his girlfriend's voice, who was looking up at him with an affectionate gaze. He leant down and placed a kiss on her brow, and replied with a chuckle. "I'm Japanese, Giselle. The term penny doesn't fit that well for me..."

"And it does for me?" she said with a questioning look. "It's just a saying, and if you got the meaning, then it served its purpose well enough!"

"Fair point, I guess," Ichigo replied with a nod. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yup. Not as well as usual, but I had this dream... and it was... Mmm..."

The way Giselle moaned as she thought of her naughty dream made Ichigo roll his eyes with a small tug on the edge of his lips. "And did your dream-threesome with Bambi turn you on that much?"

Warning - Lemon

"So you heard it all, huh..." murmured Giselle, only for her eyes to lit up with mischievousness. Her eyes quickly traveled downwards, and spotted the noticeably large bulge that was visible on her lover's pants. "Well, did my sleep-talking turn you on that much?"

"That's like the fifth time you said that to me," Ichigo replied nonchalantly, obviously used to Giselle's teasing after all those sexual experiences he shared with her. "You should come up with something new..."

"Ehh... maybe. So, I can see that you are as healthy as always, Ichi-chan!" said Giselle while giggling, her hand snaking its way down into his pants.

"You're insatiable, Gigi..." Ichigo muttered. "I didn't sign up for such a naughty girl when I asked you out."

"Well, you got what you deserved, you perv. Weren't the three of us enough for you, so that you had to go for Bambi-chan too?" teased Giselle with a giggle as her fingers wrapped around his hardened erect manhood.

"In my defense, I didn't go for her..." he said, and released a groan when Giselle squeezed his penis.

"I know that, silly! And honestly, all of us knew that it was bound to happen sooner or later. I'm actually surprised that it took this long!"

Just as Giselle's soft fingers started to stroke his stiff member, she also stuck out her tongue and licked one of his nipples, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. Her other hand made its way down to her pussy, which was already soaked from the pleasant dream she had earlier. She wasn't wearing her sleepwear, or even her underwear for that matter.

No wearing any kind of clothing when they're sharing a bed.

It was a policy the girls shared, and it's not like Ichigo was going to complain about it. Sure, he still got flustered when he saw them in their birthday suit, but it was more out of endearment rather than embarrassment. He wouldn't perv on a random girl's naked body, that much she knew. The only reason he was wearing his pants was the fact that he went to sleep alone, and Giselle had snuck in during his sleep.

"Gigi..." Ichigo murmured, and pulled her body over his. Her fingers did feel good on his throbbing penis, but only one of her hands weren't enough to even wrap around it properly, so he decided to move on quickly. Besides, he knew that the squirming girl would appreciate him being a bit forceful. Giselle let out a yelp when she was pulled up, but quickly straddled his lap and placed her hands on Ichigo's shoulders. Her hair cascaded down and tickled his cheek, so Ichigo tidied her hair into a ponytail and pulled her down roughly by tugging on it. "You're going to be the death of me someday."

Ichigo then roughly captured her lips before she could even come up with a reply, and it soon evolved into a full-blown make-out session. He took no time in forcefully claiming Giselle's mouth with his tongue, and she was more than happy to return the kiss with equal fervor. Her hands snaked up to Ichigo's long orange hair, and tangled itself with it.

It wasn't to say that the kiss was the best kiss they shared recently or something like that. A morning make-out session could never be the best experience of kissing, but Giselle didn't care. What really turned her on was the way Ichigo forcefully took her lips for a kiss, and dominated her mouth like he owned it. Wait, he did own it.

She let out a moan into his mouth when his hand that didn't have her hair in its grasp traveled downwards, and groped her ample ass for a few seconds before spanking it lightly. Giselle hungrily pushed Ichigo's tongue back into his own mouth and started her own invasion, even as the spanking became more hard and rough. She was as much of a masochist as a sadist, but she didn't want to hurt Ichigo in anyway. So she begged Ichigo to treat her roughly when they were having sex, and while it took a lot of effort on his part, he was able to satisfy her needs to some extent.

Ichigo's hand stopped spanking her ass, and moved on to her soaking wet snatch which Giselle was grinding against his now creamed cock. He then played with her pussy lips for a few seconds before plunging two fingers into her core, which caused her to break the kiss and release a long sensual moan as she buried her face into the crook of his neck.

"You just love this, don't you? You naughty girl, always so hungry for my cock... eager to be punished for your slutty behavior. Well? Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Ichigo growled into her ear, as he started to roughly pump his fingers in and out of her tight pussy. He could feel the way she spilled more and more of her love juice and cream, all from just having two of his fingers defiling her lower lips.

"N- no... It feels sooooo gooood...! Mess up my naughty cunt harder, Ichi-chan! Make me cum with those fingers, and- ooohh!"

Giselle let out a squeal and bit on Ichigo's shoulders when he added a third digit to the rough fingering, and her tight walls squeezed his fingers as she reached her peak. Ichigo let go of his grip on her hair, and ran his hand down her back until she recovered from her orgasm.

"Haahh, it's no wonder you eagerly brought Bambi-chan into our relationship. I bet you can knock all four of us out in a full-out orgy... or up..." Giselle said while giggling, receiving an indignant huff from Ichigo. No matter how many times he argued that it wasn't him who initiated anything, she just shrugged it off and teased him again.

Noticing her lover's souring mood, Giselle leaned in for a quick kiss before she wiggled her hips and whispered, "Your cock is drooling with your pre-cum... Are you that eager to fuck me silly? Do you want to pound into your slut of a girlfriend's pussy with your big fat cock?"

Giselle couldn't suppress herself from cooing when she noticed the lustful gleam in his eyes. "I bet you wanna do that, Ichi-chan... But can you really do it though? Can you really fuck your naughty slut into submission?"

Despite saying all that, Giselle wasn't prepared at all for what Ichigo did after hearing her talk dirty. Before she even realized it, she found herself lying on her back, her arms pinned over her head. She couldn't help but to quiver in anticipation when her eyes met with Ichigo's, which had a tinge of gold mixed with brown instead of his usual warm brown color. It was fairly obvious to her that she had succeeded in pushing him into a mood for a very rough sex... One that just might be the best fuck of her life, or the first of many to come.

"I sincerely hope that you don't have any plans for today, Gigi..." growled Ichigo, not only further arousing Giselle, but actually bringing out a small orgasm from her. Ichigo's tongue darted out and licked his lower lip in equal anticipation as his girlfriend, when he noticed her reddened cheeks and the way she looked up at him with a submissive gaze. "I'm gonna make sure that you won't be able walk out of this bed, with all the spanking and pounding I give you. Is that what you want, my beautiful little slut?"

Giselle cracked, even with all the sexual tension between them.

"Oh, god, Ichi-chan! You really suck at this! All you needed to do was to say my little slut without the compliment!" she said while giggling.

"Hey, I tried my best! I just can't help it when I see your eyes, okay?" Ichigo scowled indignantly. Giselle looked away in embarrassment upon hearing his honest words, even though she wasn't able to stop the giggling. Her boyfriend really had his way of throwing in such blunt compliments when she least expected it. It was one of his most endearing traits.

"I suppose I ruined the mood, didn't I?" he muttered while rolling his eyes, and let go of his hold on Giselle's arms...

"Wait, wait! I'm sorry!" Giselle said hurriedly, and locked her legs around Ichigo's waist. She then stuck out her lower lip and gave him a pouty look, her lips quivering in a overly dramatic way. "Please...?"

Both of them knew that he could never resist her with that look on her, and Ichigo also knew that she loved it when he fell for her pout. But this time, Ichigo had to hide a smirk from forming while letting out a huff. It's not like he was really going to turn his back on this. As much as Giselle was turned on with the whole foreplay, he was equally aroused as well with the way she kept on rubbing her pussy lips on his cock. He wanted to nothing more than to lower his hips just a little and thrust forward, staking claim on her as his, but he decided against it for the sole purpose of indulging Giselle's fetish.

"Please what?" said Ichigo, knowing that at least this part wouldn't be that hard for him. It wasn't that hard to go along with Giselle's love of submissive sex as long as they were in the real game, but it did't come that easy to him during their foreplay. This one though, all he needed to do was keep on pressing her with a question.

"Pleaaaase? I promise that I'll be a good girl..." whined Giselle, enjoying her situation immensely.

"Not until you tell me exactly what you really want, you naughty minx," he said while slowly, and sensually moving his hips to grind his dick against her flooding pussy. The erotic squelching sound along with the aroused breath of the cute girl underneath him served to further arouse him, but he had more than enough patience to wait until Giselle was satisfied.

"Noooo... You're too cruel, Ichi-chan..." she moaned, her now free hands clinging onto Ichigo's shoulders.

"Are you gonna tell me what you really want, or what?" asked Ichigo, receiving a low incoherent mumble as a reply. He pinched Giselle's nipple and twisted it, which brought out a gasp from her. "I can't hear you, Gigi."

Ichigo could literally hear her breath getting more ragged with each passing second, and the way her eyes became more clouded with desire did not go unnoticed either. He lowered his other hand to cup her cheek, and she leaned into it like a little kitten... a bit too perverted to be called innocent, though.

"I want you to stick your fat cock into my slutty cunt... Fuck me silly, and use me like your personal cum dumpster!" she begged, and Ichigo knew that the girl meant every last word, despite the whole thing being a part of their lovemaking. Not in the usual sense of making love, but the amount of love they shared beneath the act itself was no less than the steamy lovemaking he would have with Meninas, so he thought that it would be weird for him to say otherwise.

It was just the way the love life between him and Giselle went, with a fair amount of effort on his part. He found it a bit too hard for him to treat her roughly, so it was rather difficult for him to get immersed in the act, but Ichigo still tried his best. Giselle also knew just how much he put his effort into satisfying this fetish of hers, so she was immensely grateful for it and never pushed him for anything. She just let Ichigo choose his pace, and stuck to encouraging him with her dirty-talking.

"Hmm, what if I don't want to?" teased Ichigo, but his actions told her otherwise. Ichigo's throbbing cock was eager to claim her inner walls and conquer the entirety of it, evident from the way the tip of his head was placed against her entrance. So Giselle said the only thing that came to her mind at that moment.

"Just go ahead and fuck me... breed me like the whore I am! Plea-" she didn't get the chance to finish her line.

"As you wish," whispered Ichigo, and his entire length penetrated her warm and tight walls right until the tip of it slammed into the entrance of her womb... and she couldn't help but to love the sensation. She loved it when the tip of Ichigo's monstrous penis slammed into her cervix. It gave her a hell lot of pleasure and pain at the same time, but the pain was another form of pleasure to her. How could she not love it? There was a reason she begged Ichigo to fuck her like a beast when she lost her virginity, after all.

"Ahhhh~" Giselle let out a wanton moan at the rough penetration, nearly reaching her climax thanks to all the foreplay. Her eyes widened for a short second before her eyelids drooped down, cooing and moaning each time Ichigo's thick member pulled out while dragging out her walls along as they clung to it, and claimed its place again with a powerful thrust. "Oooh~ I love it, Ichi... Fuck me harder, faster!"

Ichigo had to admit that he loved the sight of Giselle squirming underneath him in pleasure. He kneaded her small, but soft and firm breasts with both of his hands while suckling on her neck, which would leave a visible hickey without a doubt. Hell, he intended to leave a few more before they left the bed if he had his way.

"Mm-hmm, do you like my pussy? I bet you loooooove my pussy, you hopeless pervert..." cooed Giselle, getting more turned on herself through all the shameless dirty talk, just enough to reach her second orgasm of the day. "Hgghh...! Oh, god, I'm gonna cum... I- Hyaah... CUMMIIIIING!"

Despite the way his lower body was being drenched with all the cum Giselle was squirting, Ichigo didn't lower the pace of his thrusts. The rhythmical slapping sounds of their flesh mixed with the moans of the lovely girl beneath him sounded heavenly to his ears. He changed his position into one he would take when doing push ups, and kept on pounding into Giselle's snatch with more vigor. The poor girl couldn't help but to squirm and squeal from his continued penetration, which completely disregarded her recent orgasm. Each thrust reached a different spot after the change of his position, and Giselle could feel another climax approaching rapidly.

"Ugh... Who's the real hopeless pervert here, Miss I-already-came-two-times?" teased Ichigo.

"Ngh, nooo... it's threeee!" she squealed, and her inner walls constricted his cock from the orgasm, trying its best to milk his semen out of it. Ichigo could've tried to hold it longer... No, he definitely could've held on longer. But he was already pent up from all the teasing as it is, so he just sped up his pace for the benefit of them both. This kind of rough pounding was more than enough to cause unpleasant pain to the woman and make her sore afterwards. But this girl wasn't an ordinary woman, but the one and only Giselle, and she was loving each and every single second of it.

"Tell me, my little slut... Where do you want me to cum?" he asked, and clamped his hand against her mouth when she tried to answer the question. "No, wait. You said so yourself that you want me to use you as my personal cum dumpster, if I remember correctly. Isn't that right, Gigi?"

Even with all the pleasure and pain overwhelming her senses, Giselle was more than capable of giving her answer. Her eyes curved into a lustful eye smile, while her tongue poked out of her lips in order to lick his palm in an erotic way.

Ichigo took that as a yes. He could sense his own climax approaching, but he didn't pull out. He was going to fill up her womb to the brim with his thick potent semen, which would undoubtedly impregnate her. His ball sacks kept on slapping against her ass which ached a bit, but that wasn't enough to stop his race to fuck her brains out.

Giselle could feel her lover's upcoming climax, just from the way his breath became heavier with each passing moment. Her moans and squeals were muffled against his palm, but her eye smile did the trick for her to further encourage him. Her own orgasm wasn't all that far either, though.

When Ichigo removed his hand and hungrily claimed her lips for a deep passionate kiss, she couldn't help but to fall in love with him some more, if it was even possible. She could literally feel his love for her from the gesture, which was so sweet of him. In truth, she would be able to live without her fetish being satisfied, but she really couldn't imagine a life without his love. She also knew that he was about to cum, and she knew that she was going to love it!

With one last mighty slap, Ichigo's throbbing dick started to shoot rope after rope of his thick sticky semen straight into Giselle's womb. It was the last tenth rope that brought out her own orgasm, albeit short but a powerful one. She was soon enamored with the loving passionate kiss they shared during and after their respective orgasms, and the contentment that came with all of her lover's cum filling her womb only served to increase the passion on her part.

She tangled her hand with Ichigo's hair, not wanting to let him go just yet. They kept on holding each other while continuing to exchange some more kisses until Giselle released her grasp, so that Ichigo could roll to the side and lay on his back. Giselle quickly latched onto him and trailed her finger on his chest, while placing her head on his upper arm. She stared at her rather handsome lover for a few seconds before starting to giggle. She really couldn't help it, and Ichigo's confused expression only made her giggles increase in volume.

"You were the best, Ichi-chan..." she gushed before Ichigo could misinterpret her giggles. "That was the best sex we've had so far! You were really into it at the end, weren't you?"

"I suppose..." Ichigo muttered as he scratched the back of his head. To think of it, he probably did satisfy her needs fairly well today. He wasn't going to delve into hardcore SM plays or something like that, but today wasn't that bad. Exciting, but not overly so. "I think I can go with something like this with some light spanking, but I'm definitely not gonna choke you or hit you for this fetish of yours."

"I wasn't going to even ask anyway..." Giselle deadpanned, knowing what she could and shouldn't ask. "You're too soft to act that violent against any of us! But what do you think about bondage?"

Ichigo blankly stared at the girl as if to ask 'Are you fucking serious?' through his gaze, but soon shook his head with a small grin tugging on his lips. "I'll consider it, if that's what you really want..."

"Okay!" she chirped happily, and then asked an innocent question. "By the way, Ichi-chan. I did ask you to use me as your personal cum dumpster, but did you even think of the possibility of getting me knocked up when you came inside?"

"Please, Gigi... Didn't I answer this some time ago? Besides, you said so yourself that you take pills..."

"But what if I don't?" she asked again, even though she caved into Ichigo's rather stern look. "Okay, okay.. Sorry!"

This wasn't exactly the first time she had came up with the topic. While it was him who had brought up the matter of their future in the first place, it was for the purpose of complimenting the change in her personality, not to discuss any real details. He had gotten extremely flustered back then, when Giselle innocently asked him a question about pregnancy... and it still did to some degree.

"As I said the last time... if you somehow get pregnant even with using protection, I promise that I'll be with you from the start until the end," he answered sincerely, which resulted in a brilliant smile forming on Giselle's face, and not her usual dopey one. Ichigo loved the smile, since it felt a lot more genuine than her usual way of smiling. "But seriously, while I do want a child of our own someday... I don't really want that to happen when I haven't reached twenty yet, or even in my early-twenties."

"I know, I just wanted to hear it again. You don't know how much it means for me to hear that... to know that you'll always be there for a girl like me." said Giselle, keeping the last part to herself.

Ichigo hummed in content for a few seconds before placing a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose. To be honest, he did know how much his words meant for her. He wasn't as clueless as he used to be with constantly having to deal with three girlfriends and one girl with an explosive temper. Well, now it was four girlfriends...

'Goat-chin always called Rukia as his third daughter... I wonder how he'll react when he suddenly has four more 'daughters'... no scratch that. I don't want to really imagine anything about it...' Ichigo thought to himself, but his lips quirked into an unknowing smile at the thought. 'Gigi would probably get along with him well, and Meni would just smile warmly through all of his stupid acts... although she just might punch him if he really annoys her. Candice would probably stay the hell away from him, not that Goat-chin would let her. I bet that Bambi would blow everything up if she has to spend even a minute in the same room as him...'

"Hey, Ichi-chan?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sticky."

He couldn't help but to roll his eyes at that comment. "We just had sex..."

"I wanna take a shower."

Ichigo was about to say either go ahead or carry her to the shower himself, before he remembered his earlier words. He did say that he'll make sure of her being unable to walk out of his bed, didn't he? He was a man of promise.

"No," Ichigo said as he pulled her up on his lap while sitting up himself, and gave her an expectant look. "I told you, you're not walking out of this bed on your own today."

"Oh..." said Giselle, before replying with a sly grin. "Then what are you waiting for?"

Lemon End

It was well past noon when Ichigo finally tidied up himself and left his room, while Giselle was dozing off in his bed... he made sure that everything was cleaned up so she would be comfortable. He didn't want her to wake up in a bed that reeked of sex, while she herself was covered with all sorts of fluids, so he also made sure to help her take a shower... after another round.

Ichigo quickly made his way to the mess hall for a rather late lunch, as well as taking some of it for Giselle to eat when she woke up. He received salutes from the few soldats he came across on his way, and he could see that the respect they held for him had increased after the invasion. It was fairly obvious to him that the word of him being the one to take down the Head-Captain had spread all over the Wandenreich.

If some of the Quincy had their doubts about the emperor's chosen successor, it would've been gone as soon as the word got out. It's not like he really cared about what others thought about him - he used to say that about his appearance a few years back, but he honestly did care at that time -, though. What really mattered to him now was the opinion of his friends, lovers and family.

Family.

He would be visiting his family soon. He had held himself back from meeting his sisters, but the cat was already out of the bag at this point. What reason was there for him to delay it any longer? The possibility of attracting needless attention from the Soul Society?

It's not like they didn't know the existence of his family, and the fact that their father was the former Captain Shiba. It was highly unlikely that the Soul Society could even pull something off with their current numbers of Captain-level combatants, and him being there would only further secure their safety. They should be busy coping with the high casualties they suffered, while preparing for the inevitable second invasion...

"Hello, Mr. Kurosaki. I see that you've gotten even stronger than before... Even imagining myself to be on your level of power seems somewhat surreal," commented a childish voice.

"Sternritter Thoumeaux," Ichigo said as he turned towards the source of the voice. "You give me too much credit... it makes me feel like a monster if you say something like that."

Sternritter 'V', Gremmy Thoumeaux held the Schrift 'The Visionary', which allowed him to turn his imaginations into reality. He could be easily counted as one of the Strongest Sternritter, if not the strongest until Ichigo came into the picture. While he had the appearance of a child with messy blond hair being shorter than even Liltotto and all, Ichigo knew that it could easily be a fake appearance with his power over imagination. Then again, he did still have a somewhat child-like personality, so...

'The Visionary' was one of the most ridiculous Schrifts excluding 'The Almighty', on the same level of his own 'The Amnesia' or Gerard's 'The Miracle' in Ichigo's opinion. Many of the Sternritter's Schrifts were quite ridiculous themselves, with the likes of 'The Balance', 'The Compulsory', 'The Deathdealing', and such. But the Schrifts that those on the level of the Schutzstaffel had under their control was a bit over the top.

"...Aren't we all one, though?" Gremmy asked in amusement, before stretching out a hand. Ichigo stared at the empty hand in confusion, until a round chocolate cookie suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "Liltotto gave me one of these to satisfy my curiosity, and I have taken a liking to the flavor of it. I'd like to share the experience, so I've been wandering around to share it with others."

"Well, uh..." Ichigo said as he stared at the cookie warily, before hesitantly taking it. It's not like he was expecting the boy to poison him with the cookie, though. That was more like something Askin just might do, just for the purpose of examining the expression on his face when he did. Ichigo wasn't sure if it was edible or not, but given the mentioning of Liltotto's name... it couldn't be all that bad. Besides, given one of the limits of Gremmy's Schrift, it probably won't even last long enough in his stomach to be properly digested. "Thanks... So, you haven't tried out something like this before she recommended it to you?"

"And when you say 'something like this'? I'm not sure if I understand..." Gremmy said with confusion evident in his voice.

"Oh, I mean... well, just about everything that Liltotto might like, I guess? Desserts, beverages, snacks..." Ichigo explained as he took a bite from the cookie. Honestly, it wasn't all that special. Just a flavor that an ordinary chocolate cookie might have. "It's not bad... Yeah, not bad at all."

"Of course, I wouldn't have tried to share it if it wasn't... As for your question, I'd have to admit that I do not have many experiences regarding such."

"Hmm..." Ichigo nodded in understanding. He didn't really see His Majesty or Jugram allowing Gremmy to leave Silbern, so that was to be expected. Maybe he could buy some sweets for him and Liltotto when he visited Karakura Town? No, scratch that. He needed to buy something for four more people in that case...

It wasn't like the Sternritter were actually banned from leaving Silbern though, since the only reason Ichigo needed permission to visit his mother's grave was the fact that Karakura Town had been the center of recent spiritual activities. But Gremmy had been confined in his quarters alone until recently, due to an incident of him losing control over his imagination... From what he heard it hadn't been pretty, with all three members of the Schutzstaffel and Jugram being barely able to subdue Gremmy without killing him.

That incident served to show just how powerful Gremmy was, even if the four other Sternritter had been aiming to subduing him which was much harder in comparison to simply killing the target. Some of the Sternritter wondered just why he had yet to be accepted into the ranks of the Schutzstaffel, but Ichigo knew that the Elites of the Sternritter were exceptional in both power and loyalty.

Gremmy certainly qualified for the former, but the latter? He didn't really think so. Not to say Gremmy wasn't loyal to the emperor, but he wasn't as fanatically loyal as the Elites were. Then again, Ichigo himself was the successor of Yhwach, so maybe he was just overthinking things?

"Liltotto sharing her sweets, though... I rarely see that happen," said Ichigo, as he finished with the cookie. He could count the times Liltotto shared anything she had to him with his fingers, and considering how they had known for nearly a whole year at this point... it was a rare occasion indeed.

"I'm not surprised," Gremmy said with a shrug, and started to walk away. "I'll be off then, Mr. Kurosaki. I'd imagine you'd be starving."

Ichigo frowned when he indeed felt like starving, and inwardly cursed Gremmy for it. After using his own Schrift to counter what Gremmy did, he quickly found his way to the mess hall. Even if he made himself forget the fact that he was hungry, he still wanted to take something for Giselle to eat when she woke up.

Inoue Orihime was by no means a powerhouse. While her ability to reject reality was easily able to achieve the impossible, she had neither the reiryoku reserve nor power to restore every single Shinigami in dire condition. So she settled for stabilizing the injuries of some of the more serious patients, and left the rest to the 4th Division. It was no secret that her attention would need to be directed on the Captain-level fighters before the Quincy made their next move, but she couldn't help it when she saw someone who required her immediate help.

"You should rest a little, Inoue-san. As much as we appreciate your help, you shouldn't overexert yourself for our sake."

"Ah..." Orihime wanted to say that she was okay and keep on with her task, but the stern look on Isane's face was more than enough to make her reconsider. The Lieutenant had adopted her Captain's demeanor a bit more ever since she left to face the Central 46 for her promotion to the post of the Head-Captain, and the teen found it rather hard for her to say no to her kind offer. "Alright..."

"Good! Also, I've heard that some of the Captains here would like to have a few words with you, Inoue-san. So if you don't mind... Oh, I'll be right there! Sorry, Inoue-san!" Isane trailed off, before someone called for her help. She sent an apologetic look at the orange-haired girl and quickly left, leaving Orihime to her own device.

In truth, there weren't many people she knew in the Soul Society and most of them were currently busy or recovering. So she made her way to a part of the infirmary where the Captains were recovering, having nothing better to do.

She found herself facing Captain Hitsugaya Tōshirō, Captain Kuchiki Byakuya and Captain Kyōraku Shunsui at the same time as soon as she entered the room. It seemed that Captain Ukitake Jūshirō, and Captain Muguruma Kensei have yet to recover their consciousness.

"Well, it sure feels like I'll recover a lot faster now with the company of a beautiful lady," Shunsui joked while sending a wink towards Orihime with his remaining eye. She fanned herself with her hand, flustered from the blatant flirting. The fact that his lost eye hadn't been restored properly didn't escape her notice, and she reminded herself to take care of that when she had enough reiryoku to spare.

"Umm... Thanks, Captain Kyōraku?"

Both of the other Captains gave the elder Captain a look of mild disgust, causing Shunsui to wave his hands while stating that he was only joking out of habit.

Orihime hesitantly sat down on a spare bed at the eldest Captain's suggestion, the one that had been occupied by Rose before he left with Shinji for some reason.

"First of all, we, as in the Captains of the Gotei 13 are all in your debt, Inoue-san. It hurts our pride to admit it, but it is quite obvious that we wouldn't have been able to prepare ourselves for the next Quincy invasion in time without your help, and for that we are all grateful," Byakuya not only gave his word of gratitude, but bowed his head in order to show that he was indeed grateful.

The act was soon followed by Tōshirō and Shunsui, the latter adopting a more serious expression instead of his usual laid-back one. Orihime was in lost of words at the rather uncomfortable situation, though. She wasn't really sure of how she should react in a situation like this, where three people who were much older than herself showed such respect and gratitude towards her.

To her relief, the uncomfortable silence didn't last long.

"We've known how Kurosaki Ichigo and his mother suffered under the acts of my Lieutenant and Captain Kurotsuchi, but to accept that he now stands as an enemy of the Soul Society was not easy. Being a close friend of his, we are under no delusion that making the decision to help us was an easy one on your part." Byakuya added.

"Indeed, so it would do you well to know that you are more than deserving of our thankfulness. None of us would have been able to regain our conscious at this point if it weren't for your aid," said Tōshirō with a nod. But his expression darkened moments later. "Kurosaki Ichigo has more than enough reasons to stand against us, but that does not mean we can afford to show him mercy when we face him in the next invasion. He has proven himself to be a serious threat with the defeat of our Head-Captain..."

A shade was cast over Shunsui's face when his old mentor was mentioned, but he quickly shook it off. He was old enough to know that such things were bound to happen during a war, so he tried not to hold it against the former Substitute Shinigami. Technically speaking, it was Yhwach who had marked the end of Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni's life, so Shunsui tried to direct most of the pent up emotions to the Quincy King.

"The current Gotei 13 has been weakened enough to deem Kurosaki Ichigo as an immediate threat that must be dealt with accordingly, so we cannot afford to spare him even with all his deeds of the past. If anything, all of those are nothing as of this moment with the sin he committed by the death of Captain Kurotsuchi and the Head-Captain. Even if he decides to surrender... or if we manage to subdue him by some miracle, he will be sentenced to Muken. We wanted to let you know that beforehand." Tōshirō concluded, not mentioning the fact that they weren't that confident of their victory over the Wandenreich in their current situation.

The Zero Division had decided to interfere, which should've been more than enough of an assurance to their victory in most cases. But all the preparation the Quincy had made for this second war during the time of their hiding made the Captains doubt the possibility that the Wandenreich had yet to prepare to face the Zero Division too.

"I understand..." Orihime murmured with a sorrowful look, knowing fully well that she hadn't made the best decision she could've made. But she wasn't ready to suddenly let go of all the relationship they had forged with the Shinigami of the Soul Society on a whim, with all those people who were deeply in need of her help.

Some would call her an idiot for choosing the side that was losing badly, and some would call her a traitor for standing against her friend... or more like the person she loved. But she quickly shook the thought away, knowing that regretting a decision she had already made wouldn't do any good for her. Orihime also reminded herself that Ichigo already had someone beside him if the girl she saw earlier with him was any indication of it.

With the main topic out of the way, Kuchiki Byakuya's thoughts wandered towards the matter of his currently missing Lieutenant. He was under no illusion that Abarai Renji would be somehow alive at this point. His sister had already told him somewhat about the encounter she had with Kurosaki Ichigo and his intention of taking his revenge on Renji.

Byakuya doubted that Kurosaki Ichigo would've allowed a quick death to his Lieutenant, but also hoped that he did. His opinion on the former Substitute Shinigami was by no means low, even to the point of understanding Ichigo's decision of standing against the Soul Society as their enemy. Still, he was a Captain of the Gotei 13 who had sworn to protect the Seireitei... such thoughts were irrelevant with the current situation, so he promptly discarded them.

He had a more important task at his hand to be distracted by inappropriate thoughts. To hone his Shikai to its maximum potential as soon as he could, to deal with the loss of his Bankai. It was a public knowledge that Urahara Kisuke had started to find a way to counter the Quincy's method of stealing their Bankai, but how much time did they have until the second strike? Not that Byakuya was doubting the eccentric genius, but it was a race against time which wouldn't be easy for the man.

'I've come to rely on my Bankai too much...'

The same thought crossed the minds of Tōshirō and Byakuya, and they vowed to defeat the Quincy they had faced earlier during the invasion at all costs. The Sternritter that now possessed the two Captains' own Bankai at their disposal was no one else's responsibility but theirs to deal with.

It was about ten minutes later when Orihime left the room to allow herself some well-deserved rest, but only after taking care of Shunsui's lost eye with her Shun Shun Rikka. She couldn't help but to feel exhausted when she was done restoring the Captain's eye, almost draining herself of her reiryoku reserves.

Orihime was glad that she could be of help to the Captain, but there were some thoughts that kept on bothering her throughout the day. What would her friends think of her decision to help the Soul Society? How would their friendship end up when this war was over?

Would they ever be able to become close friends again, just as they were before everything happened?

For some reason, even the ever optimistic Orihime wasn't able to think up of a positive answer to that question.

Well, while I wanted to place a filler chapter and move on to the second part of the war... my real life is taking its toll. Sorry for the late update, but even I'm unsure of how often I'll be able to update future chapters.

Added to that, I'm having a rather hard time with writing anything with my laptop due to health problems which is also affecting my real life as well, but I'll try my best to update at least once a month. I did joke that I might abandon this story when I started to write it, but now with hundreds of followers reading this story... I'm not sure if I could actually do that.

Anyways, back to what I was saying. I wanted to place a filler chapter as in singular, but there will be another chapter before the Second Invasion. The family reunion!

I tried to make Giselle's story compatible with the way I wrote the end of Chapter 2 and the start of Chapter 3. Not sure if I did a good job about that, though.

Thanks for reading, and I'll try my best to write the next chapter soon enough.