It had been almost a year since they left each other, a year of boredom, of depression and of nothing. The day she vanished from his world haunted him each night as he went to sleep, or at least tried to. His many regrets filled his mind, he should have told her, reached out and embraced the small frame of the soul reaper. As she faded, every ounce of his being was screaming at him to grab her and not let go, to pour his heart out into her vanishing form to keep her just that moment longer. When his powers left him, so too did he lose his ability to see her. The eternal moonless night that has pervaded the past year seemed to never end as he slipped deeper into the monotony of everyday boring human life. He longed for the rush of the wind through his hair, the grip of his sword in his hands and the adrenalin of a well fought fight. He didn't know if that was his instinct talking from him from the depths of his powerless soul but it's what he felt in earnest.
It wasn't easy for her either, upon her return to the world thereafter, she was ordered to never disturb his human life. She was forbidden from seeing or speaking to him ever again. This felt as cold as the steel blade that had pierced her some months prior, She was forbidden from seeing the sun that lit up her afterlife. Everyday now was the same boring routine, paperwork, training the new reapers, fighting the occasional hollow, attending dinner with her brother. That's all she ever did, she never even spoke unless it was required. Every time her brother pondered her for what was wrong, she lied, she knew in his coldness and ire for the man he'd never understand what she felt. Though she could be wrong about that, she didn't want to change it. It wasn't until an old friend visited the soul society did she show an inkling of life in her expression.
"What are you doing here moping about?" The caramel skinned purple haired goddess herself asked the icy soul reaper. "Is it a certain depressed strawberry that's gotten your mind?" Yoruichi presses on, trying to distract Rukia from her training. With an audible sigh, she sheathes her white blade and turns to face the former captain.
"You're not going to leave unless I tell you." Rukia responds, her expression, dead and lifeless. The same expression she's had on it since the day she was forbade from the living world.
"Nope, but the look on your face tells me all I need to know. You're lovesick, and you miss him." The werecat responds prompting Rukia to sit on a rock nearby. The petite reaper rubs her hands on her face before pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Is it that obvious?" She asks as Yoruichi takes a seat next to her.
"You don't have to be almost 700 years old to know, and you wouldn't believe who was the one who told me to come talk to you." She leans backwards stretching over the rock before disappearing in a puff of smoke. Walking around the small reaper Yoruichi is now in her cat form, walking up and into the lap of Rukia.
"Did Renji send you?"
"Nope. Urahara and your brother did." Rukia perks up when the cat says this. "Kisuke is worried about Ichigo, he's been speaking with Isshin and Karin, he hasn't been sleeping or eating well. He's slipped into a deep depression, much like you." Yoruichi presses her cat form against Rukia prompting the wielder of Sode no Shirayuki to pet the werecat. The soul reaper remained quiet allowing Yoruichi to continue. "On top of that your brother has noticed this change in you as well. So we've come up with a plan to get you two back together, and maybe even get Ichigo his powers back."
"How could we do that?"
"Easy. Exposure therapy. I am going to use a specialized gigai that Urahara created for me and pretend to be you while you go and visit your sweet little strawberry." Yoruichi says cheerfully, rolling over in Rukia's lap. "All we need you to do is say yes and we can smuggle you to Ichigo's place. Urahara has even gone as far as to… incapacitate the resident soul reaper meaning you two will be uninterrupted."
"He's not my-"
"Rukia, I'm 550 years older than you. I'm not a fool, it's written on your face and body language that you are madly in love with that strawberry haired substitute reaper. Do you want to do this or not?" The noirette woman stayed quiet for a moment, in contemplation. "I could just leave and you'll see him in 90 years if and when he lives that long."
"I'll go." She immediately interrupts. "I can't take this anymore, I need to see him. I'm going to go crazy if I have to go another day without that idiot." She confesses.
"Atta girl, that's all I wanted to hear. Meet me at the 78th Rukongai this evening at midnight." With that last statement, the cat flash stepped out of her lap and vanished from view leaving Rukia by herself and to her thoughts.
Like that everything finally felt alive once more, she could return if only for one night to see him. She didn't have any idea how long the ruse would last with Yoruichi taking up her position but she'd be damned if she didn't try to see him again. It was just before sundown now, it wouldn't be long before she was in his arms again. All that power, enough to defeat the closest thing to a god to have ever walked the soul society and it's in the soul of a simple human. To think she would fall in love with a mere human, her younger self would perish the thought of that ever happening. But, here she is, flash stepping across the dilapidated rooftops of the Rukongai to see him again. As she is the white moon, he is the black sun, an eclipsical meeting that'll bathe them both in each other's love.
Now here she is, standing before a garganta that Kisuke had opened in the sky above the district she grew up in in the soul society. Her soul reaper training at the academy was screaming at her not to pass through the black void before her, but her trust in Kisuke strengthened her resolve. She shivered as she passed through the threshold into the realm between worlds. Inside this realm there was only forwards, she began to use her spirit energy to create a walkway in the void. The icy blue pathway that emanates from her feet leads on for what looks like infinity, but she knew that there would be an exit to this realm. She expertly glided across the ethereal platform she had created for herself, covering great distances with each stride of her steps. It felt like an eternity she was running on that icy road, it would soon come to an end. The lights of Karakura town opened before her as she got to and then through the exit into the human world. She came to a stop on the very same light post she stood on the night she met him.
Ichigo stared at the ceiling of his room, he couldn't sleep, no matter how tired he was, he just couldn't sleep. He couldn't remember the last time he did get any sleep, let alone when he had gotten a full night. Here he was again, lying in his own self pity, the hero of the winter war, the man who killed Aizen. Some reward this was, he thought, he long lost any hope of even a 'thank you' letter coming from the Gotei 13 for saving their asses. Part of him wanted to walk over to Urahara's shop, talk him into being given something to let him see spirits, go to the soul society and punch that old bastard in the face as hard as he could. How could they just not even say thank you for literally killing a god that was trying to kill the soul king? He made a mental note that if he was to ever get his powers back he'd kick Yamamoto's ass, quite literally. He wouldn't hurt or kill him, no that was too cruel, he just wanted to plant his boot in the keister of that wrinkly old bastard given the chance. His thoughts are interrupted when the curtains of his open window rustle slightly, thinking it's just the wind, he goes back to flipping through memes and videos on his phone. Then he notices the door to his closet slide shut, his heart rate quickens when it suddenly shuts closed. The sudden noise almost caused him to jump out of his bed, he quickly puts his phone down and grabs the folding chair next to his desk as he walks closer to the closet. Then he hears a voice he never thought he'd hear again.
"Ichigo." Rukia says firmly but he can tell her voice is filled with nostalgia, "I hope you don't intend on hitting me with that chair." The door slid open after she said this, revealing the petite soul reaper. Her shinigami robes are gone and instead replaced with a form fitting pink bunny girl outfit given to her by Yoruichi.
"R-rukia?" He questions before rubbing his eyes and looking at her again making sure she is real. He smirks seeing the outfit she's wearing. "Still loving that stupid rabbit I see." He says with a smile causing her to frown at him.
"If I'd have known you were going to insult chappy i-" She's cut off when Ichigo wraps his arms around her tightly. Burying his face into the crook of her neck and holding her tight to him. The warmth of her skin against his was intoxicating, a feeling he had missed since the last moment she left. "I… I missed you too, Ichi." She responds, feeling his embrace and reciprocating his affection.
"I thought they'd forgotten about me," He begins, "Some reward for saving their asses, left to live alone and unable to see a world I was so accustomed to. For so long I wanted this, but I was wrong…" He trails off, she knows what he was going to say though, it was written on his face. "I should have told you before you disappeared, I thought you were going to be gone forever."
"Ichigo. I'm sorry I tried. I really did, I tried every day to come and see you but I was forbidden by the captain commander himself. He ordered us to not interfere with your mortal life anymore. He said that this would be your reward for assisting us against Aizen, the normality you always wanted. But, I didn't think it would be hell for you and me." She responds, breaking their embrace and moving towards Ichigo's bed, coaxing him to sit next to her.
"He doesn't know a damn thing, some commander he is." He scoffs, flopping down on his bed next to her. "When I get my powers back I'm going to march in there and shove my foot up his ass. And I'm gonna wear Urarahara's clogs when I do it too!" Rukia chuckles slightly when he says this, knowing that he pretty well could do just that had he been at full strength.
"I'll be sure to do that for you, when I have to go back but tonight it's just you and me, Ichigo." She coos his name in a breathy tone before shifting her weight into his lap.
Neither say anything and instead let their feelings speak for them, Rukia is the one to initiate the meeting of their lips. She pressed herself to him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist before pressing her soft and slightly cold lips to his. The moment their lips meet for the first time both of them smile against each other. It was the first smile either had shown in over a year. That entire year of rain had finally stopped and instead was replaced with gentle snow. Wrapping his arms around her waist Ichigo guides the petite soul reaper into his lap as he lays down on his bed. She wraps hers around the back of his neck deepening their embrace, she took the initiative to invade his mouth with her tongue but this action wasn't unwelcome as he reciprocates in kind. Parting for air, Rukia sits up against his lap leaving him wanting for more.
"I can tell you missed me Ichigo…" She pauses a moment before looking up at him and grinning feeling something under her. "And in more ways than one I might add." Ichigo blushes slightly at her words but is unable to form a response as she begins grinding her hips on his. "I've missed you too, so much that it hurts. I cried every night after the head captain forbade us from seeing you, but tonight he doesn't matter. What we do tonight is the reward for your efforts, my hero, my strawberry." Without another word, Rukia reached up towards her chest and slowly unzipped the bunny suit from the front.
Ichigo had to resist every urge he could from snatching the zipper from her hand and wrenching it the rest of the way open. Especially considering how slowly rukia was going about undoing this costume. In the end patience wins out and he restrains the urge to strip the clothing off of her, his reward being to get to view her pristine and toned abdomen and the slight cleavage between her small breasts. "Sorry if they're a bit small for your liking, I've always been jealous of the other women in the soul society. Especially Rangiku and Captain Unohana." She wiggles her arms out from the inside straps of the bunny girl costume, leaving her completely topless before him as the pink layers of fabric fall to the side like petals of a flower.
"Jealousy doesn't suit you, Rukia." Ichigo states before raising his right hand and thumbing over her breast slightly. The soft skin compresses beneath his touch and
while they're on the smaller side of things it doesn't matter to him. "Besides, I much prefer this." Rukia gasps as he firmly grabs her almost perfect butt.
"I-Ichigo wait. L… let me take care of you tonight." Rukia requests, rubbing her hands up his chest feeling each and every muscle that had been chiseled in battle. Moving her small hands lower down his chest and to his waist, she loops her fingers underneath his shorts before sliding them off of him. "I expected you to be wearing Chappy boxers."
"Never in a million years."
"What if I got them for you?" She persists.
"...Maybe." Rukia smiles at this comment before rubbing her hand over his clothed groin. Wrapping her fingers around the outline of his member and slowly rubbing him.
"I've waited so long for this Ichigo and I can tell you have too, but I'm a bit more than a normal girl. This is a secret that only I know and you'll be the only other one to know as well." Ichigo raises his eyebrow at this statement from Rukia and watches her lean back and wiggle the rest of the way out of the bunny girl outfit. Now in just skin tight leggings and white lingerie he sees it, a bulge similar to his under her leggings. As he watches intently as she removes her garments, Rukia can feel her heartbeat quicken wondering how he's going to react to this. Slowly she wiggles her fingers under the hem of her leggings before pulling them down exposing her flawless and smooth skin. "A-as you can tell… I'm a f-futanari." With those words she removes her white lace panties allowing Ichigo to view her in her entirety.
"I never would have guessed." Ichigo comments, looking over her futanari appendage. "But I don't care. You're still with me tonight, and we're going to remember this for eternity." His words were complimented by him cupping her cheek and rubbing his thumb across the small area on her face.
"If this is going to be a night to remember, then we should make the most of it." Rukia smirks, returning her hands to his member and ripping his boxers off of him in one quick motion. "Holy soul king… and here I thought Zangetsu was the biggest weapon you had." Rukia says in absolute awe of what had sprang up before her. "But you haven't been taking care of yourself Ichigo, I can tell. You haven't even been relieving yourself of stress either, but that's why I'm here." Rukia wraps her hands around the base of the swollen member, as her other wraps itself around his balls. Gently she begins to massage the twin factories, alleviating the pain that their swelled size was causing him. With her other hand she clasps it around his shaft and begins slowly rubbing his length. She slides her thumb upwards and to the base of the glands at the head of his penis before gently rubbing circles around it. This elicited a response from him, a groan of pleasure that escaped his lips without his knowing. She grinned at this, now deciding to up the anne Rukia pulls both hands to his member and begins cranking them along his shaft. Ichigo instinctually bucks his hips forwards against her hands, his tip leaking precum from her touch. Seeing this fluid escape his member, Rukia leans down and laps her tongue across the head of his penis. Swirling in painfully slow circles on the tip before wrapping her lips around the tip she slides her tongue over the precum and savors the taste of his essence.
"Why'd you let it get this bad Ichigo?" She questions as she removes his member from her mouth. "I'm just as bad, so why don't we put these together so we're both feeling good?" She coos. Straddling herself over his legs she sits just on the top of his thighs. Pressing her hands into his hip and stomach she presses her own member to his feeling his warmth pulsate into her. Her futa penis is two thirds the length of his own but that doesn't dissuade her from enjoying this night. "I'm kinda scared to have this go in me Ichigo, but excited at the thought." Leaning forwards she presses the tip of hers to his before wrapping her hands around both members. Excitedly, Rukia begins rubbing the two of them together with vigorous speed, his length and girth greater than her own forces her to use both hands to pleasure them. Through this act she grinds her hips pressing her futanari member against his penis stroking the two members simultaneously.
"Being this pent up can't be good for you Ichi, go ahead. Let it all out. I'll be right there with you." Rukia coaxes, adjusting her seat on his lap and gripping both members with both hands. With vigor she cranks both shafts together, jerking the two off at the same time, she smiles as she sees the head of his member bulge slightly. Taking this as a sign he's close. Rukia quickly gets off his lap and drops to the floor on her knees. Directing his member into her mouth, she swallows his entire length all the way to his pelvis. Her hand pistoning itself along her member trying to attain her own climax as she coaxes him to his. Bobbing her head furiously along his shaft she feels him flex as his climax rocks through his body. The release of the warm and salty liquid into her throat and mouth brings her to her own high. Her essence erupts through her futanari appendage and onto the floor just under his bed. Through the course of his ejackulation, Ichigo curls himself around Rukia's head forcing her to deep throat his entire member.
What felt like liters flooded her mouth and throat, so much so that it leaked from the corners of her lips and down her chin. Each time his member pulsated in her mouth more of his essence flooded her throat and stomach. She has to push herself out of his grasp, finally relieving her throat of his member which continues to spew its milky white contents onto her breasts and face. She gasps at the sheer volume, her own climax barely amounting to a half-dollar sized stain on the carpet beneath his bed. "Oh my spirits. You came so much!" Rukia says excitedly while lapping up the excess that had escaped her mouth. "I feel flattered, Ichigo. This means you really missed me." Meanwhile her lover for eternity tries to catch his breath from that experience.
"I d-did…" He says between breaths.
"Every day."
"No more words, Ichigo. Let's make up for lost time."
Picking up her panties from the floor, she wipes the rest of his essence from her body before casting them aside unceremoniously once more. She crawls onto his bed and lays to one side, lifting her leg up for him to gaze at his prize. Her sopping wet folds under her futanari appendage salivate at the thought of his member piercing that velvety veil. Knowing what she wants, Ichigo crawls to her side and aligns his still erect member with her entrance. Pressing it's head teasingly against her swollen and expectant lips. She takes a deep breath as he presses the head just past her entrance, this new feeling completely foreign to her until now. His warmth and touch spread her in the most pleasurable way her body could be pierced. She moans loudly as he presses inward, continuing into her body, further and further. He doesn't even reach a quarter of his own length before he feels her barrier stopping him. Rukia takes a slow and deep breath before reaching up and grabbing his hand, with his other finding a grip against her thigh. Her purity is slowly pierced but she feels no pain as if their union was meant to be. Now past her shattered barrier he continues, resisting the urge to throw any restraint away and savagely thrust himself inside her petite form. Instead he milks this feeling, her warm wet folds against his member as he presses further into her pussy. Rukia grips the sheets of his bed, biting at the blankets beneath her as he presses to her cervix. Now fully inserted inside her, it is now her turn to be without breath. She gasps and sputters at the feeling of him, even the mere pulsating of his member inside her aching pussy threatens to send her over the edge to another orgasm.
"S-slow I-Ichi. Y-you're gonna m-make me lose it already." She pleads but these fall on deaf ears as his pleasure filled expression forms into a grin. Gripping her waist with his arms he suddenly retracts his length till he almost leaves her before slamming his full length back inside. This single act causes her to spew a spurt of cum from her futanari member as the walls of her folds quiver and clamp down around his member. She squeals from this action clenching her toes and fingers unconsciously as he takes her.
"That's the idea." He responds before thrusting himself back into her again, she moans as it makes contact with the deepest parts of her maidenhood. Each thrust causing her to make involuntary noises due to the pleasure. Her hands clumsily move up to her mouth in order to stifle the moans but he doesn't make that easy for her to do.
The substitute soul reaper reaches for her small breasts, pinching and rolling her nipple between his index and thumb. Deciding to see what it will take to push her over the edge, he leans down and sucks her nipple into his mouth. His thrusts become more shallow but increase in speed as he bobbles her nipple about his mouth. Sucking and playfully biting at the sensitive bud trying to get it to leak its sweet milk but to no avail. Instead this attention to her breasts causes her to climax, suddenly arching her back up and practically screaming into the pillow she covered her mouth with. Her futanari spurts out several streams of it's spunk off the side of the bed and onto the floor, pulsing with each thrust he makes into her. "Don't muffle your voice Rukia, it's just us tonight." Ichigo coaxes getting her to uncover her mouth from the pillows. Tapping her leg he urges her to switch positions. The petite soul reaper does as her lover asks, getting on her hands and knees before dropping to her elbows allowing him easy access to her ass. The entire time he refuses to let himself slip out of her folds, but now in this new position he lays over her back and kisses at the back of her neck.
Sitting back up, Ichigo grabs both sides of Rukia's hips and bounces her into his own. The speed in which his member is sliding within her folds creates loud wet slapping sounds accompanied by her moans. Rukia's hands find themselves around her futa member jerking and tugging with each thrust that Ichigo rocks her body with. Taking note of this, Ichigo grabs her hand away from her member before replacing it with his own in place of hers. Her hand covers his wrapping itself around his hand as he begins to jerk her while continuing his thrusting. Each thrust into her pussy sends shivers through her entire body. All rational thought has left her mind, replaced by a flood of endorphins and pleasure. She moans loudly again, almost loud enough to raise suspicion from the neighbors. Her moans of pleasure cause Ichigo to grin widely before a nefarious idea comes into his mind. He releases his grip from her member before wrapping his arms under her legs and lifting her up now holding her in a full nelson.
The sudden change in position leaves her stunned but she has no time to protest as Ichigo drops her full body weight onto his cock in tandem with a solid thrust into her pussy. A long stream of white semen leaks from her member as he retracts himself ready to thrust into her again. His ferocious movements force his dick to kiss the entrance of her womb, resulting in her entire body quivering and shaking from each hump. Every thrust into her causes more and more to leak from her penis. The floor gets stained with each droplet that leaks from her, and the walls becoming imprinted by her moans. "I'm… getting clo-close." Ichigo stammers, continuing to slam his dick into her with vigor. "C-cum in m-me." She manages to squeak out between pumps. "I-I want it!" She yells as he takes her through the last few thrusts. He slams her onto his dick as hard as he can, forcing the head of his member to invade her womb. Rukia screams out in pleasure as her orgasm rocks her body, her pussy squirting it's juices and her member spraying her jizz towards the floor. Her womb is flooded by his essence, staining her body and flooding her ovaries. His essence meeting hers in a union between Human and Reaper, a consummation between life and death to be born.
Flopping back onto his bed thoroughly out of breath, Ichigo releases his hold over Rukia allowing her to melt lazily onto him. Barely the energy to retract his dick from inside her, she manages to part from it before falling beside him. The two lie in the afterglow of their love filled night, breathing heavily from the experience as the room is permeated by the smell of sex. They turn to face one another on his bed saying nothing and gazing into eachothers eyes, a smile gracing both of their lips as they take in the sight of the other. As they lay in his bed, Rukia notices something about her lover for the afterlife. His skin had suddenly covered itself in the familiar black shihakusho he had worn all that time ago. Her eyes widen in happiness and glee as his massive blade manifests in the corner of the room. The orange haired man takes stock of his garments, an ecstatic grin forming on his face before a massive explosion of his spiritual pressure floods the room and the city.
"Welcome Back. Substitute Shinigami Kurosaki Ichigo." Rukia greets upon seeing his power restored.
"It's good to be back, but theres one thing I need to do right now." He says before trying to stand up. However his white moon drags him back to the covers.
"You trying to fight the Head Captain can wait, and it's hardly past 1am. We still have several hours together and I'm ready for round two." She grins before yanking his shihakusho off of him and tackling the strawberry soulreaper back onto the bed.