Hello and welcome to the long awaited chapter 16. Last time, Ichigo unlocked his Shikai for the first time. Now like with chapter 12, I'll be taking a little break from all the usual format of fighting and/or training and instead focus on the relationships between the characters. In this case, Ichigo and his girls. However, unlike chapter 12, this will not be an entire sequence of what was going on during the events of previous chapters. Instead, this chapter will focus on Ichigo's Birthday as he will turn 16.

Author's Note: Originally, I had planned to release this on July 15, but due to several factors, this chapter was delyaed. Oh well...

Warning: Lemon

Chapter 16

A day for the Strawberry

It was July 14 and everyone was once again training in Kisuke's training ground. On one end, Ichigo and Rangiku were once again sparring with one another. Ever since Ichigo unlocked his Shikai, Rangiku had been teaching him how to use his spirit energy without his Zanpakuto.

"Again, Ichigo!"

"Right!" Ichigo held his hands out, focused his spirit energy, and started chanting. "Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south! HADŌ #31. SHAKKAHŌ!"

Ichigo fired a Shakkahō blast at Rangiku, who subsequently used her Haineko to block the oncoming blast. She then struck back with a Shakkahō attack of her own. Ichigo, not reacting quick enough, was struck head-on.

On the other end, Tatsuki was being schooled by Yoruichi, in more ways than one, with the latter literally running circles around the former. Yoruichi was moving so fast, she was able to strike Tatsuki from just about every direction and dash away before she could even react. Yoruichi momentarily stopped as Tatsuki dropped to her knees, panting while her teacher crossed her arms.

"You expect to handle the Grand Fisher with attacks that slow?" Yoruichi teased. "Should I tie some anvils to my legs? You know, give you a prayer?"

Tatsuki looked up at Yoruichi, still panting. "Easy… for you… to say…! You're… way… faster than me…!"

"Maybe, but you're getting better at reacting to my attacks." Yoruichi flung her hair. "Won't be long before you're able to tag me."

Tatsuki smiled. "You really think so?"

"You have the potential." Yoruichi smirked. "Then, we'll tie some anvils to your legs and get you up to speed."

Right in the middle, Orihime and Haruko were also sparring, with Haruko firing her arrows at Orihime and Orihime deflecting them with her Santen Kesshun while trying to fight back with her Koten Zanshun. Ever since Haruko disappeared for a few days, she agreed to help train Orihime while Yoruichi focused on Tatsuki. In exchange, she was allowed to continue her Quincy training on weekends.

"LICHT WIND!"

Haruko fired an uneven volley of innumerable arrows horizontally at Orihime, each one traveling at a slightly different speed.

"SANTEN KESSHUN! I REJECT…!"

Again, Orihime summoned Santen Kesshun to block the arrows, blocking the fastest and dodging the ones she couldn't get her shield to in time. By now, she had gotten so used to using her abilities, she no longer needed to call upon her "fairies" by name in order to use her techniques.

"KOTEN ZANSHUN! I REJECT…!"

Orihime followed by using Koten Zanshun, but Haruko was ready for it. The Quincy jumped into the air, avoiding the attack and then fired even more arrows at Orihime, this time from above.

"LICHT REGEN!"

Orihime wasn't fast enough to block the attack, so braced herself by covering her head and neck with her hands. Fortunately, all of them missed, but as she looked around, she saw that Haruko had drawn a perfect circle around her with her arrows, indicating that she could have killed her at any time and there would have been nothing Orihime could do about it.

Haruko landed on the floor.

"I lost track again."

"No one expects you to get it right away." Haruko walked up to Orihime. "Believe me, it took me a while before I was able to use the techniques I just displayed."

"I guess you have a point." Orihime sighed.

At the entrance, Kisuke watched as everyone trained vigorously in order to prepare themselves for Grand Fisher's return. With him was Nel, who wasn't happy that she was being left out of the action.

"Why can't Nel train with the others?"

"You're still too little," Kisuke stated bluntly. "Besides, even if you got involved, you'd only get in the way."

Nel felt crushed and dipped her head and cried.

At that moment, the others stopped training and rested.

Ichigo bent over and placed his hands on his knees. "Man, that was hard."

Rangiku wiped her forehead sweat with her sleeve. "You'll get used to it after a while, Ichigo."

"I guess I'll have to."

Tatsuki collapsed to the floor and landed on her butt. "Damn, you're one tough mother, Yoruichi."

"And you're an even tougher child, Tatsuki." Yoruichi offered her hand.

Tatsuki swallowed her pride and let Yoruichi help her up.

Haruko deactivated her Quincy Bangle, returning to her normal outfit. "I think that's enough for today."

Orihime sighed in relief, "Yeah, I agree."

"Pack it up, everyone," Yoruichi called out. "Time to head home."

Everyone nodded.

"Wait, Rangiku, Tatsuki and I still need to get back to our bodies!"

"I've already got mine." Tatsuki reentered her body.

"Okay, but where are our bodies?"

Elsewhere, Kon and Momone, in Ichigo and Rangiku's bodies respectively, were at it again. Kon was pinned against a wall by Momone, who had her ass rubbing against his crotch. At the same time, Kon had reached around and was groping her boobs, much to Momone's delight.

"Oh, Kon," Momone giggled, "you're so rough with them."

"Not my fault," Kon chuckled. "You're just so damn sexy."

It didn't take long for Ichigo and the girls to find them.

Momone noticed them. "Uh, Kon!"

Kon took notice. "Uh, it's not what you think!"

Ichigo was about to say something, but sighed, "Oh forget it! You two can molest each other all you want in our bodies. Just don't get anyone else caught in your antics."

After reentering their bodies, the group then made their way out of the shop and went back home.

On the way, Tatsuki popped a question for Ichigo. "Hey, Ichigo, what are you planning to do tomorrow?"

Ichigo turned his head to her. "Huh? What do you mean?"

Tatsuki palmed her face. "Hello, tomorrow's your birthday?"

"Oh yeah," Ichigo turned away, scratching his scalp. "I honestly haven't thought about it much. I've been too focused on training and schoolwork."

"Tomorrow's your birthday, huh?" Rangiku raised her right hand over her head, placed her left hand on her hip, and seductively stared at Ichigo. "Well then, I wonder what will happen?"

Ichigo blushed upon seeing Rangiku's pose. "Wha-What are you imagining?"

Ichigo was in the shower, washing up after today's training session. While he showered, the girls were in the room sitting in a circle, discussing what they were each going to do tomorrow for Ichigo's birthday. Rangiku sat to the right of Orihime and to the left of Haruko, Orihime sat to the right of Yoruichi and to the left of Rangiku, Yoruichi sat to the right of Tatsuki and to the left of Orihime, Tatsuki sat to the right of Haruko and to the left of Yoruichi, and Haruko sat to the right or Rangiku and to the left of Tatsuki.

Haruko went first. "Okay, so Ichigo's birthday is tomorrow and none of us have any presents for him."

Yoruichi placed her hands on the back of her head and looked up at the ceiling. "Yeah, that's a real problem."

Tatsuki sighed. "I blame myself. I should've remembered sooner and told you guys, but we all got caught up with training."

Orihime had a bit more enthusiasm. "Well, I'm sure that whatever we get him, Ichigo will be happy."

"Even so, we've got to get something to give him tomorrow." Rangiku placed her right finger on her chin and thought about it for a bit. "I know what I'm going to give him."

"What is it?"

Rangiku shushed Tatsuki. "Huddle, it's a secret."

Rangiku, Orihime, Yoruichi, Tatsuki, and Haruko all huddled together as Rangiku whispered what her present was going to be. The revelation made the others blush.

"Are you serious, Rangiku?"

"Oh, I'm very serious, Tatsuki." Rangiku whinked her right eye. "Besides, Ichigo…"

"Wait a minute." Orihime interrupted. "I-I want to be first."

"Yeah," Tatsuki said. "She's had her eye on Ichigo for as long as I can remember. By all rights, she should go first."

"What are you guys talking about?"

Yoruichi turned her attention to Nel. "Nothing you need to worry about Nel," she said, before readdressing the others. "Yeah, Orihime deserves to go first. But we're all forgetting some important things."

"Like what?" Tatsuki asked.

Yoruichi pointed out bluntly, "Rangiku's spent the most time with Ichigo since the day she came here. Not only that, but she was the first of us to move in with him. I personally think that the order in which each of us has 'time' with him should be based on who moved in with him first."

Haruko stiffened. "But that means I go last!"

"Go last for what?"

"AAAHHH!"

The girls all jumped as Ichigo reentered the room.

"Don't sneak up on us like that!" Rangiku accused. "I almost jumped out of my body!"

Ichigo sighed. "Yeah, whatever."

Yoruichi grinned teasingly. "Were you hoping we'd jump out of our clothes, instead?"

Ichigo stiffened for a moment as the thought of seeing the girls in their birthday suits flooded his mind. Rangiku was the first one to come to mind, followed by Orihime, then Yoruichi, then Tatsuki, and lastly Haruko. However, he shook his head and waved his hand, pushing those images out, before focusing back on them, not realizing right away that his nose was bleeding and something else was happening.

"That's the last thing on my mind!"

Yoruichi took notice of that 'something else'. "Maybe, but not on his mind."

"Oh, Ichigo!"

Ichigo was confused at first, but then realized that something physically felt different. Looking down, he noticed that a tent had formed in his pajama pants. Quickly covering himself, he awkwardly walked to his bed while the girls giggled.

"This is humiliating…"

"Huddle!"

The girls huddled together and discussed what each of them were going to do for Ichigo's birthday celebration. Once they all shared their plans, the girls then followed Ichigo's example and retired to bed as well. As usual, Rangiku and Orihime joined Ichigo in the bottom bunk with Rangiku letting Ichigo use her cleavage as a pillow, Tatsuki climbed to the top bunk and kept Nel company, Haruko lay in the pull-out bed, and Yoruichi turned into her cat form and took up residence in her cat bed. The girls all went to sleep with smiles on their faces, knowing that tomorrow, they would all give Ichigo a birthday he would never forget.

It was Ichigo's birthday and everyone was pitching in in their own ways to make the occasion special. The first one to give his special gift to Ichigo was obviously his father, Isshin.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ICHIGO!"

Isshin came in with a kick aimed right for Ichigo's head, but Ichigo simply moved his head down and out of the way. What didn't move from Isshin's flight path, however, was the open window.

Ichigo palmed his face as he heard his dad go splat. "He'll never learn. It's hard to believe that he used to be a captain."

Ichigo then got up out of his bed and realized that something was off. As he looked around, he realized that there was no sign of the girls.

"Rangiku? Orihime? Yoruichi? Tatsuki? Haruko? Nel? Where is everybody?"

"They all went downstairs, Ichigo."

Ichigo turned his attention to Kon.

"It seems that they all wanted to do something for your birthday today, AND IT'S NOT FAIR!" Kon then went on a rant. "What do you have that I don't? I'm soft and cuddly in this plushy form, but you always get the soft cuddles at night with two busty bombshells! You don't even go for it when those crazy-hot babes practically throw themselves at you! What's the matter with you? I would give anything to be in your position and be hugged and snuggled with my goddesses, Rangiku, Orihime, Yoruichi, and Haruko!"

Momone popped up. "Are you saying that I'm not good enough for you, Kon?"

Kon looked at Momone. "Oh, no, no, no, I'm not saying that at all! It's just that… Ichigo is getting so many beautiful women right now, and all but one are knockouts! He's living my dream and doesn't even appreciate it! I always wanted a harem like that."

"If you get it, Kon," Momone said sneakily, "I want to be queen of that harem. Playing with my own body is nice, but it's sooo much better when someone else takes their mouth and sucks on-"

Ichigo shook his head and went downstairs to look for the girls. How not one but two Mod Souls turned out as pervs, he couldn't begin to fathom.

Once downstairs, he smelled something good coming from the dining room. Walking in, he saw that Haruko had once again made pancakes for everyone, this time good old fashioned buttermilk pancakes, though one plate of them stood out. It was a plate of buttermilk pancakes with strawberries.

"Oh, good morning, Ichigo!"

"Huh?" Ichigo turned slightly left and saw Haruko wearing an apron over a loose, shoulderless white blouse with thin black straps. The blouse covered most of a small, black, mid-thigh underdress. "Oh, Haruko. I see you've made pancakes again."

"Yep, and I've prepared some with strawberries just for you." Haruko smiled. "It's my birthday gift to you."

"Oh, uh, thanks."

Haruko noticed the look on Ichigo's face. "Something wrong, Ichigo? If you don't like it, I can make you something else."

Ichigo shook his head. "No, it's not that. It's just that…" He took a deep breath. "...I've realized that it's my 16th birthday and the 7th one I've had since my mother's death."

"Oh?"

Ichigo took a seat right in front of the strawberry pancakes. "Seeing this, it reminds me of when my mother first made strawberry pancakes for me when I was little."

Haruko frowned. "I'm sorry…"

"No, no, I didn't mean it like that." Ichigo backed himself up. "Yuzu tried to duplicate Mom's recipe, and every year, she prepares some for me. They never really were as good as hers, but I always accepted them since she put so much hard work into them."

Haruko's warm smile returned. "She's a sweet girl, your sister."

"Yeah. She's the best… By the way, Haruko," Ichigo said, getting back on topic, "do you know where the others are? I woke up this morning and everyone was gone."

Haruko broke into a giggle. "Oh, I can't tell you that, Ichigo."

"Why not?"

Haruko pushed her glasses back. "Let's just say that we all have something special in mind for your birthday."

Ichigo massaged his temple with his fingers. "Okay, but please don't go overboard. I get enough of that from my dad."

Haruko giggled again. "It might be a little late for that…"

Ichigo raised an eyebrow, but both of his eyes widened as he realized what Haruko was implying. He then collapsed his face into his palms and he groaned.

"What are you up to?"

Haruko mischievously reiterated her earlier reply, "Like I said, Ichigo, I can't tell you."

As if on cue, Tatsuki showed up, having washed her face and hair. "Hey there, Birthday Boy."

"Tatsuki?"

"Are you just going sit there and let your pancakes go to waste?"

"Oh, right." Ichigo began eating his pancakes while Tatsuke waited for her own breakfast from Haruko.

Meanwhile, Yoruichi had taken Nel to Kisuke's shop where the shop keeper was examining the young Arrancar.

"Mr. Uwahawa, Nel wants to know," said Nel innocently, "why are you taking some of Nel's blood?"

"Just running a few tests, that's all." Kisuke told her. "Nothing for you to worry about."

Yoruichi watched from afar. Yeah, tests to see if her spirit energy is normal or not. We've never heard of an infant turning into an Arrancar. I've heard of a few Hollow toddlers before, creepy as that was to imagine, but an Arrancar? Just makes us wonder what Aizen's up to.

"Okay, I'm done."

"Good, then we should be going." Yoruichi picked up Nel and began making her way to the door. "Let me know when the test results are in."

"Will do."

In downtown, Rangiku and Orihime emerged from a shop where they had just bought a certain set of "items". Upon emerging, Rangiku took note of the nervous expression on Orihime's face. The orangette's fingers were clenching the "item" bag tightly and her arms were trembling.

"Are you alright Orihime?"

"I'm… really nervous about this…"

Rangiku attempted to comfort her, "You don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"NO!" Orihime clammed up, remembering she was in public, and shook her head. "I'm, I'm just nervous, that's all… I… I know I've liked Ichigo for a long time… and… but this…"

Rangiku placed a hand on her shoulder. "Take your time, Orihime. No need to rush."

"But what if I'm not good enough? What… if…"

"You'll cross that bridge when you come to it."

Orihime nodded.

At Kurosaki Clinic, Ichigo finished his pancakes and was exiting the clinic with Tatsuki, who insisted on him coming along.

"Okay, Tatsuki, care to explain what you all are up to?"

"Oh, I can't tell you that either, Ichigo." Tatsuki placed her hands behind her head. "It's a surprise."

Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "Okay, but you girls had better not go overboard."

Tatsuki changed the subject. "Anyway, anywhere you want to go for your birthday?"

Ichigo scratched his chin and, for whatever reason, the first thing that came to mind was… "Why don't we hang out at the dojo, like we used to?"

Now it was Tatsuki's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Are you sure you want to go there?"

Ichigo smirked. "I want to see if I can beat you after all this time, fair and square, without anyone holding back."

Tatsuki smirked back. "Well okay, birthday boy, but remember: it was your idea."

While Tatsuki was walking Ichigo to the dojo, Haruko was gathering ingredients with Yuzu to bake something else for Ichigo.

"So, Yuzu, I don't want to bring up any bad memories, but did your mother ever bake a cake for you and your siblings during each of your respective birthdays?"

Yuzu, knowing what Haruko had in mind, answered, "To be honest, I don't really remember. I was only 4 when she died."

Haruko dipped her head. "Oh, I'm sorry."

Yuzu shook her head and smiled. "It's okay, Haruko. You didn't do anything wrong. But I'm guessing that you want to bake a cake for my brother?"

Haruko rubbed the back of her head and giggled. "You caught me."

"Well, how about we bake it together?" Yuzu offered.

"That's a great idea."

Ichigo and Tatsuki finally arrived at the dojo. Without hesitation, the two put on their gis and took up a fighting position on either side of the mat.

"Today's the day I beat you!"

"We'll see about that." Tatsuki smirked. "Just because you've got a head start on sword fighting doesn't mean I can't whoop you good."

Ichigo charged at Tatsuki with a right strike to the face. Next thing he knew, his legs were kicked out from under him and he fell on his ass.

"GYA…!"

Tatsuki couldn't help but laugh at Ichigo's misfortune. "What's the matter, Ichigo? Feel like we've been here before?"

A vein on Ichigo's forehead twitched as he got up. "Yeah, keep talking Tatsuki! You're going down!"

"We'll see!" Tatsuki charged at Ichigo with a hammer fist.

However, Ichigo countered with a knife hand, followed by a leg sweep to her ankles, knocking her off her feet in turn. Tatsuki subsequently fell to the floor, pinned as Ichigo planted a hand on her stomach and drew back the other for a finishing blow, but stopped. She was defeated and Ichigo was the winner, though he had his suspicions.

"I win, Tatsuki Arisawa." Ichigo declared. "But I thought you weren't going to give me any special treatment. You didn't throw the match, did you?"

"No, no, you're the winner, Ichigo Kurosaki." Tatsuki assured him, "unless you want to go to a second round?"

Ichigo smirked and the two got back into position and prepared for Round 2.

Back at the clinic, Rangiku and Orihime arrived back with their "items".

Rangiku announced, "We're back!"

"Welcome back you guys," Haruko greeted them. "I see you managed to buy it all."

Yuzu was confused, "All of what?"

"Nothing for you to worry about, sweety." Haruko lightly tapped Yuzu's head.

Rangiku and Orihime picked up the scent of something good baking.

"You're baking Ichigo's cake right now?"

"Correct, Orihime." Haruko smiled. "I had Yuzu's help with that. Now, I know you two just got back from shopping, but when the cake's ready, want to help us decorate it?"

The two girls were delighted.

Ichigo and Tatsuki returned from the Dojo after Ichigo had won a total of 7 out of 15 rounds, with Tatsuki winning 7 rounds and the two tying for one round.

"What a day." Ichigo sighed. "I can't believe I scored a 50/50 against you, Tatsuki."

"You'd better believe it, Ichigo." Tatsuki sighed. "Do you just want to rest now?"

"Nah, I can keep going." Ichigo denied with his trademark smile, one that Tatsuki used to see on a daily basis before the first Grand Fisher Incident.

As the two entered the clinic, they noticed that the dining room was completely dark. Ichigo was confused, but Tatsuki smirked. Suddenly, the lights turned on.

"Surprise!"

Right before Ichigo were Rangiku, Orihime, Yoruichi, Nel, Yuzu, and Karin, all sitting around the table, congratulating him on his birthday. Isshin attempted to come in with one of his famous dropkicks, but his son sensed this and literally threw him out of the house, much to everyone's amusement. Haruko then walked in with Ichigo's birthday cake, which was now fully decorated and had a 1-shaped candle and a 6-shaped candle atop it.

"Happy Birthday, Ichigo." Haruko settled the cake down in front of Ichigo.

Ichigo looked at his cake, and then at his friends and family. All of this for him and he didn't even have to ask. On the one hand, he was happy beyond belief that everyone went out of their way to do all of this for him. But on the other hand, part of him almost felt like he didn't deserve this, especially after being the way he was for the last 6-7 years.

Before anyone could sing or anything, Ichigo took a deep breath and told them, "Guys, I just want to say, thanks for everything you've done for me today. I'm not sure if all of you have given your gifts yet and I don't know if I deserve any of this, but thanks anyway."

Yoruichi rolled her eyes and smiled. "Quit trying to feel bad about it and be happy for yourself, dum-dum."

Granted, years of embedded misery was a little hard to shake off. However, from the moment Ichigo blew out his candles to when the last slice of cake was eaten, his friends and family gave it their all to help him.

After everyone was done with the cake, Orihime and Rangiku led Ichigo back into the bedroom as they had one more surprise in store for the Orangette young man. Once the three of them were inside, Rangiku locked the door to make sure that no one would walk in on them, especially Yuzu and Karin as they were too young to see what was about to happen.

Ichigo crossed his arms. "Okay, are you two going to tell me what this is all about?"

"Um…" Orihime shifted nervously, though it looked… different? Than her normal kind of nervous? "You see, Rangiku and I are going to give you a special gift."

Now Ichigo was confused and raised an eyebrow. "Special gift?"

"Trust us, Ichigo." Rangiku waved off. "This is something that you don't want to miss out on. Now please, lie down on the bottom bunk and you'll see."

Ichigo did as he was told and lied down on the bottom bunk. Before he could ask anything more, Rangiku and Orihime grabbed their shirts and yanked them off.

"Gya! What do you think you're doing!"

But they didn't stop there, and they proceeded to remove their lower garments, leaving them in their bikinis, the ones they got on the day they met Haruko. The moment their bikinis were revealed, Ichigo could not help but glue his eyes towards their assets, namely their breasts as they bounced about. A tent formed in his pants as their "show" began. For now it was merely a slow, simple, but hypnotizing dance.

Oh man, I've never seen Rangiku or Orihime in a bathing suit before. Ichigo watched as Rangiku and Orihime's breasts bounced about.

Oh, this is so embarrassing. Orihime smiled with trembling, anxious lips. But it looks like Ichigo is enjoying this. I'm glad.

That's right, Ichigo. Rangiku smirked. Enjoy this while you can because this is just the preview for what's to come. If you think we're hot now, you'll melt when you see what's next. This is all for you, Strawberry, all for you.

The two voluptuous women reached behind and were about to unlock the straps to their tops when…

"Wait, wait, stop!"

Orihime turned to Ichigo. "What's wrong Ichigo?"

"What's wrong?" Ichigo questioned. "Why the hell are you two stripping in my room?"

Rangiku impishly bounced her breasts. "Don't you like what you see?"

Ichigo shook his head. "That's not it at all! Don't you think we're moving too quickly?"

As Orihime stood back, Rangiku climbed on top of Ichigo and went on teasing him. "Now, don't be coy, Ichigo. A healthy young stud like you should enjoy every aspect of life. I can teach you much, give you an experience that will forever change you."

Ichigo blushed and stuttered. "W-What?!"

Rangiku pressed and rubbed her boobs against Ichigo's toned chest. "Ever since we met, I've felt this connection between us, especially after I gave you the powers of a Soul Reaper, and it only grew stronger when you returned the powers I loaned you."

Rangiku leaned her mouth against Ichigo's left ear and whispered, "Say the word… and my body is yours."

"Um, Rangiku," Orihime muttered, "isn't that a bit much?"

Ichigo swallowed a lump in his throat as those words echoed in his mind. He didn't know what it was, perhaps some sort of masculine instinct, perhaps Kon's nasty habits truly were rubbing off on him, perhaps Rangiku's advancements were finally taking their toll on him. Whatever the reason, he suddenly found himself placing his hands on her breasts. Rangiku moaned the moment she felt her student groping her melons. While this wasn't a new sensation for her, given that he'd been sleeping in her cleavage ever since she moved in, this was no accident. That, by itself, made it all the hotter.

As she watched, Orihime couldn't help but feel her lower parts pulse and heat up from the idea of Ichigo groping her, as well.

Taking notice of this, Rangiku decided to take things a step further. "No need to be shy, Orihime. If you want a piece of Ichigo, come on over."

But Ichigo snapped out of his trance. "Hey wait a minute! You mean that you two planned this?"

Rangiku saw where this was going. "If you don't like this, we'll leave."

"Ichigo," Orihime got Ichigo's attention, "aren't my breasts good enough?"

"No, no, it's not that, Orihime!" Ichigo defended himself. "Look, you don't have to do this!"

"No, but we want to do it, Ichigo." Rangiku told him. "Well, at least I want to do this. How about you, Orihime? Do you want to do this?"

"Y-Yes." Orihime nodded her head. "Ichigo, I want this. I want to be your first. I want you. Don't you want me?"

Ichigo answered, "It's not that I don't want this… I mean… Doesn't this seem a little too soon?"

Rangiku and Orihime shook their heads, though Rangiku shook hers with confidence while Orihime shook hers with shyness.

"Ichigo…" Orihime swallowed. "I've known you for so long. Y-You're the only person I ever thought about since I started wanting this." She leaned over Ichigo, her face filling his view with her big, pleadingly hopeful eyes. "Don't push me away when we're so close, Ichigo. I know it's selfish to ask you for something on your birthday…"

She trailed off. Ichigo waited for her to continue, but instead of words, she hesitantly drifted forward, closer and closer. He didn't speak, didn't do anything to stop her from pressing her lips to his and sharing with him their first kiss. Instantly, Ichigo felt the tension leave Orihime's body as she practically melted against him in a long, dreamy sigh more than a year in the making.

"Aw, that's so sweet!" Rangiku squealed as she reached down. "Now, let's see that little monster you've got down here."

Zipping down his pants, Rangiku exposed Ichigo's boner. "Wow… And here I thought that sword you got when I gave you my powers was big! It's gotta be proportionally as big as Orihime's tits, maybe even mine! No wonder you have a thing for huge knockers; nothing smaller could get the job done!"

Taking her boobs in her hands, the strawberry blonde pushed them around Ichigo's monolithic cock, wrapping it up like a blanket. Much to Rangiku's delight, the very tip popped out of its fleshy prison and she stuck out her tongue and began licking it.

"Rangiku!"

"What's wrong, Ichigo?" Rangiku taunted. "Is this too much for you?"

"Oh, well…" Ichigo stuttered. "N-No…"

"Good, then let's continue."

Rangiku resumed stroking his member with her bosom, going up and down, up and down, up and down. She pressed her hands into her tits, bulging them up around Ichigo's cock before shaking them fast, polishing his shaft with her plush skin. She leaned forward and drew circles around Ichigo's tip, laughing open-mouthed in the most erotic of ways as he twitched and bucked reflexively. Orihime watched and studied Rangiku's method as she knew that, sooner or later, she would have to do that herself.

Ichigo moaned from the marshmallow-soft flesh stroking his manhood over and over. He knew that Rangiku's melons were amazingly soft from his times resting his head in them, but this took the cake. But much to his disappointment, right when the sensation was getting good, she stopped.

"Huh, why did you stop?"

"You're about to find out, handsome." Rangiku winked at him before gesturing at Orihime with a "come here" curling of her finger. "Orihime, I think it's your turn."

Orihime recoiled in surprise, her bosom smacking Ichigo's face beside her. "Huh?!"

"No need to be shy, Orihime." Rangiku slid over to her and took her hand. "Afterall, this is what you wanted."

Orihime remembered the conversation she and the other girls had last night.

"Huddle!"

The girls huddled together and discussed what each of them were going to do for Ichigo's birthday celebration.

Rangiku went first. "Okay, so Orihime gets to… have her way with Ichigo first, but I'll have to participate in this as well."

Tatsuki raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Well, first, it was my idea and Orihime, no offense, is new to the art of seduction."

Haruko nodded her head. "Good point."

"Yeah Orihime does deserve to have her first time with Ichigo." Yoruichi looked at Orihime with a serious expression. "But Orihime, take it easy for your first time. I know you're close enough to Ichigo's age and you two are practically a couple already with how you sleep together, but you're still underage, not to mention new at this. Try not to get carried away, or you might wind up doing something you'll regret."

Orihime simply nodded.

Gulping, Orihime walked up to the two and got onto her knees to get up close and personal with Ichigo's cock. Upon getting a close inspection, she couldn't help but stare at it and drool, almost like she was hypnotized. Rangiku wasn't kidding when she said that Ichigo's member was proportionally as big as her cleavage and Orihime knew better than anyone about just how big her melons were. It became even more obvious when the Soul Reaper Lieutenant removed her pillows, exposing the big meat rod.

"Go on."

She could smell it, too. Ichigo's smell was like sugar to a honey bee, and Orihime was determined to score some nectar. Gulping, Orihime grabbed her boobs and wrapped them around Ichigo's member and, just as Rangiku was doing earlier, moved them up and down. She started slow at first, but gradually moved faster and faster as she gained more confidence. Instead of shaking them, she rocked herself back and forth, swabbing both his dick and his pelvis with her generous cleavage and hardening pink nipples. She was even inspired to catch him in her bikini strap, pulling gently on his glans before sliding it up and letting it snap back against her boobs. The slight sting was kind of pleasing, the same kind she got from scratching a bad itch.

Ichigo stared at her in amazement and hazy animal heat. "O-Orihime… ah… when did you… ah… get so good at this?"

"I-Is it really that good, Ichigo?" Orihime asked.

"A-Amazing." Ichigo tried to keep his sanity as he turned to Rangiku. "Did you teach her how- Ngh!"

Orihime had licked him.

"-to do this?"

"Looks like I've been caught red-handed." Rangiku giggled. "I wanted to do it, but after discussing it with the others last night, I decided to let Orihime do the honors."

"What…!"

Ichigo's words and thoughts were cut off as Orihime continued stroking his cock with her girls. She kept licking him, now more aggressively than Rangiku had. Like a melting ice cream cone, she was anxious to wring as much pleasure as she could from this fantasy of hers come true, losing herself in the noises he made and the throbbing she felt against her tongue and breasts. She started moaning herself, her head swimming and her breath heated. Thanks to all of that, combined with Rangiku stroking him earlier, it didn't take too long before Ichigo reached his climax.

"I'm gonna blow!"

Now Orihime bunched her breasts up, pressing them around Ichigo's pulsating veins and swelling meat. Next thing Orihime knew, her lover's seed splattered all over her breasts and her face, soiling her bikini top.

Ichigo felt a little guilty. "Sorry Orihime. I ruined your swimsuit."

"Oh no, it's okay, Ichigo." Orihime took her right hand, scooped up some of Ichigo's seed and brought it up to her mouth where she licked it off, finding it surprisingly tasty. "Oh wow, tasty!"

"O…k…" Ichigo sweatdropped.

"Oh, don't be so surprised Ichigo." Rangiku waved this off. "It's only natural for girls to find a male's sperm to be surprisingly delicious. Now Orihime, it's time to take it to the next level."

"Next level? What do you mean the next level?"

"Oh, right!" Orihime then reached behind to untie her bra, much to Ichigo's shock.

"Wait a minute Orihime!"

No use, Orihime untied her bikini top and allowed it to fall off, exposing her boobs. As they bounced about, Ichigo couldn't help but blush at and follow them around with his eyes, which was what the girls were hoping for. But it didn't stop there as Ichigo's new girlfriend stood back up, turned around, bent over, and proceeded to untie her bikini bottom as well. Like with Rangiku, when the bikini bottom came off, Ichigo could see that Orihime's butt was about as big as her breasts, though he could already see that before. Again, the birthday boy, at the end of his first day as a man, couldn't help but follow his lover's peach as she proceeded to move said peach in a clockwise circular motion. If he wasn't blushing like his namesake before, he definitely was now at seeing Orihime in her birthday suit. He'd been in denial about her good looks ever since she moved in with him. Now, his captive brain had to confront the reality that Orihime Inoue, his long time friend-turned-bunkmate, was undeniably stacked.

"Oh my," Rangiku gasped, followed by a giggle. "Looks like your Zanpakuto went Bankai."

Ichigo turned to Rangiku. "I still don't know what a Bankai is."

"Minor stuff you don't need to know yet." Rangiku waved it off before turning to Orihime. "Okay Orihime, you might be in your birthday suit, but before you get to the meaty part of this, try sucking his cock."

"HUH!?"

"Me… suck Ichigo's… manhood?"

Rangiku only smirked as she gestured her arm towards Ichigo, tempting Orihime to go for her meaty prize and continue with Ichigo's birthday present. While shaking, Orihime turned back towards Ichigo, got back down on her knees, opened her mouth, and continued. She started first by licking his cock again, starting at the base and licking her way all the way to the tip. Without her breasts in the way, she got to sample the feel and flavor of every inch of her dream boy. She capped it off, literally, by kissing said tip, as long and as passionately as she'd kissed his mouth. Ichigo groaned and sank into his bed, but she'd only just begun. Yoruchi's warning about not getting carried away left her mind; she'd wanted Ichigo for so long, and now that she had him, she was going to make sure he never missed her feelings again.

Brushing her hair over her ear, she put the bulbous head of his meat rod into her mouth and began sucking it up and down. Neither of them made a sound, as Orihime was sucking all the air from Ichigo's lungs and her mouth was too tight to let any of it escape. Her jaw hurt from how wide she stretched it, but she refused to let her Ichigo's first blowjob be tarnished by her teeth. Once more, her tongue tasted him, memorizing the feel of his harder, vascular underside,

Well done Orihime. Rangiku nodded her head. But this is still the preliminaries. Once this bull is ready, he'll want to take you for a ride.

Orihime continued to suck Ichigo's cock until… "I'm cumming again!"

Before Orihime could take her mouth off, Ichigo released another dose of semen into her mouth. What happened next surprised him and Rangiku, as the young virgin kept her lips sealed around him and swallowed every drop of cum in her mouth. Only at the last second did she cough, an erotic, gurgling sound that her two partners both loved.

"Ichigo, that was so delicious," said Orihime after releasing him. "I… I want to taste you every day from now on. I'll do whatever you want."

Rangiku chuckled quietly as she knew what was coming next.

Next thing Orihime knew, perhaps on instinct, Ichigo jumped her and brought her down onto the bed. The two carrot tops were now lying in a missionary position with Ichigo's member poking at Orihime's entrance. But before they could go any further, Ichigo stopped himself, a clearly worried expression on his face as he wondered if he was going too fast.

"What's wrong, Ichigo?"

Ichigo took a deep breath. "Orihime, do you want to go through with this? We can stop here if you want."

"NO!" Orihime's response caught Ichigo by surprise. "I made up my mind to do this, Ichigo. My first time is your birthday present. Please, enjoy it."

"Not so fast you two!" Rangiku interrupted them before pulling out one of the "items" she and Orihime bought earlier that day. "Ichigo, before you go any further, you need to put this on."

Ichigo looked at the item and saw what it was. "A condom?

"Yes Ichigo," Rangiku nodded her head, "unless you're ready to become a father at such an early age. And take your shirt off too."

Seeing the reason behind that, Ichigo took the condom from Rangiku's hands and put it on his erection. Now not needing any further reasons to hold back, and removing his shirt, he proceeded to penetrate Orihime, the two claiming each other's virginities in the process.

"AAAHHH!"

Outside the room, Yuzu and Isshin had arrived to eavesdrop again, listening in with an ear pressed against a glass they held up against the door.

"Orihime, are you alright?" They heard Ichigo panicking, thinking that he might have hurt Orihime.

"Yes, I'm fine Ichigo," Orihime reassured him. "Sorry if I scared you."

"Okay," Ichigo sighed at first, until, "Hey, is that blood?! Oh shit! I'm so sorry, Orihime, I made you bleed!"

"Calm down Ichigo," Rangiku reassured him. "That's just a sign to ease into things. It happens all the time. Just let her get used to it and soon you'll both be back to 100%."

"How the hell do you know about all this?"

Before Isshin and Yuzu could hear the rest of it, Haruko grabbed their ears and dragged them away. "You two ought to be ashamed of yourselves!"

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!"

Back in the room, the trio heard the sound in the hallway.

"What the hell is going on out there?"

Rangiku palmed her face. "My guess is, your father and sister were spying on us. They'd better hope I forgive them by tomorrow morning."

Orihime placed her right hand on Ichigo's left cheek and smiled. "Hey, it doesn't hurt anymore. You can move if you want."

Nodding his head, Ichigo grabbed Orihime's hips and proceeded to thrust his cock into her pussy. He started off slow so that they both could get used to the sensation, but gradually went faster and faster as they went on.

"Oh yes, Ichigo!" Orihime did her best to keep up with Ichigo's thrusts.

As he thrusted, the ginger couldn't help but follow his busty classmate's cleavage as they moved back and forth with each thrust he made. Reaching with his hands, he grabbed both melons and began squeezing them.

"Ah! Yes! Grab my… breasts!"

Rangiku rolled her eyes at this. Teenagers, they're so eager yet so inexperienced when it comes to lovemaking. Then again, I'm still a virgin, so maybe I should see how I fair before making fun of them.

Ichigo's hands moved on their own as they squeezed Orihime's boobs. He leaned forward and kissed her, their grunts and moans mixing in each other's throats. In response, her pussy grew tighter and tighter on his cock.

Ichigo gasped as he felt her convulse a little. "Orihime, you're so tight! I'm gonna…"

The moment she heard this, Orihime wrapped her legs around her lover's waist, preventing him from pulling out. "Cum inside me, Ichigo!"

With a motion like that, Ichigo had no choice but to second it. His body went rigid as he buried himself inside his girlfriend, leaning all his weight into filling her sweet, loving snatch.

At the same time Ichigo reached his climax, so did Orihime. Ichigo's cum splattered about inside her pussy and Orihime's love juices coated his cock, or they both would have if not for the condom. After climaxing, both of them panted and collapsed, with Ichigo covering Orihime like a blanket and Orihime releasing her grip on Ichigo's waist.

"That… felt so good, Ichigo."

"Thanks Orihime." Ichigo smiled at her. "Thanks for the birthday gift."

Orihime moaned a little and hugged him, both with her arms and her knees as she reveled in feeling him against her.

Rangiku clapped her hands. "I hope that wasn't all you've got, handsome, because now it's my turn."

Ichigo stiffened, and he turned to Rangiku. "Rangiku?"

"Did you already forget, Ichi?" Rangiku giggled at Ichigo forgetting. "This is a gift from both of us to you."

Rangiku proceeded to remove her bikini, first her top, giving Ichigo a good view of her breasts, which dwarfed Orihime's both in size and proportions. Orihime wasn't a jealous girl, but she still towed Ichigo's head to rest on her pillows while he watched the show. Then, Rangiku turned around and removed her bottom, giving Ichigo a good view of her ass cheeks, which again dwarfed Orihime's in size and proportions. Upon seeing Rangiku completely nude, Ichigo found himself bewitched; he wasn't just seeing a beautiful warrior-nymph, but what he had to look forward to in Orihime's future.

"Now, don't just stare." Rangiku teased, tensing her ass and making her cheeks clap. "It's rude, especially since you still need to remove yourself from Orihime before you can have me."

"Oh, right!" Ichigo removed his cock from Orihime's pussy. "Sorry!"

Orihime waved it off as Ichigo got up, but he still kissed her again. She yelped like the happy little vixen she was, before he turned over so his front was facing upwards.

Turning back around, Rangiku swayed her hips to tease her student as she walked up to the bed. Using what little strength she had left, Orihime moved out of the way as Rangiku crawled on top of Ichigo. Once on top, the strawberry blonde lieutenant wasted no time as she worked her magic. She grabbed Ichigo's cock and removed the condom from it, but was careful not to let his semen spill out from it. Once it was off, she tied it closed and tossed it into the trash before putting a new one on.

"Ready for round two?"

On impulse, Ichigo reached up and resumed his groping of Rangiku's breasts.

Man, these melons are too soft for their own good. Ichigo couldn't speak, but it didn't matter as he didn't need to. If Orihime's boobs were like cantaloupes, Rangiku's are more like watermelons.

As Ichigo groped her, Rangiku moaned in pleasure from feeling her student's hands playing with her girls. The moans turned into giggles as her Strawberry changed his rhythm, drumming his fingers into her pliable flesh, riling up his Chrysanthemum in the process.

"Oo! Keep doing that, Ichigo! Yeah!" She put her hands behind her head and sat on his cock, throwing her chest into his groping. "Mmm, you just love huge titties, don't you? Aaaaah…!"

Not being deterred, Ichigo continued on with his groping, getting a good feel of what his hands were able to hold. Again, he changed his rhythm so he was now pressing his thumbs into her nipples and massaging her chest, but he still made her moan.

Damn it, I can't stop groping her! Ichigo cursed himself. And I thought Kon was obsessed!

While Ichigo continued groping Rangiku unconsciously, the busty lieutenant hovered her entrance over the substitute's prime sausage. Before she could go any further, her student took notice and released her milk jugs to grab a hold of her waist. Being very careful, he helped her lower down onto his lap, his blade soon housed in her sheathe, claiming her virginity as well.

"Aaahhh!"

When Ichigo noticed the blood, he knew right away, "You're a virgin?"

"Not anymore." Rangiku moaned as she adjusted to his size. "But don't worry about me. If Orihime can handle you, then so can I."

Orihime giggled while sheepishly covering her mouth.

As soon as she adjusted, Rangiku began moving her hips up and down Ichigo's cock. She was slow at first, but the sensation was once again like scratching a really good itch: burning, but so, sooo good. At first, Ichigo held onto Rangiku's hips to help guide her as she bounced on him. But as it went on, he took the opportunity to get some long-awaited revenge.

*SMACK*

"Ow! Hey, you spanked me!"

"It's your fault." Ichigo smirked at her and chuckled. "You drove me to this. You and your teasing and always egging me on! Time to pay the piper, with your body!"

Ichigo reached up and claimed Rangiku's tits for the third time this night. But this time, he had no intentions of letting go. The Chrysanthemum read the signs and decided to play along, increasing her speed of bouncing while the Strawberry mangled with her fleshy balloons. She leaned on them, forcing them harder against Ichigo's hands, forcing him to bear her weight so her hips could ride him even harder

"Ichigo!" The blonde sucked on her lip as her pussy sucked on his cock, slowly starting to swell inside of her.

"Rangiku!" Ichigo's jaw clenched as his fingers clenched on her melons, spilling over his hands as she started to swell, too, her breasts getting heavier from the ongoing intake of blood and hormones.

Like before, Ichigo's relentless groping caused Rangiku's pussy to tighten its grip around his manhood. After several more minutes, the two lovers approached their climax.

"Ichigo, I'm gonna cum!" Rangiku closed her eyes tightly. "Oh, oh, I'm gonna cum!"

"Me too!"

"Oh!" She knocked his hands out from under her and fell on him, her ass still clapping and bouncing on his dick. She smothered his face in her tits as he smothered her bulging sideboob with his palms.

Ichigo and Rangiku climaxed and the busty blonde's feet curled under his thighs, her head reared back in a silent, croaking scream of ecstasy. Ichigo's cry was smothered by Rangiku's pillows, but it only made her cum harder. After their orgasms passed, she collapsed on top of her carrot-top student. The two panted heavily to catch their breath. Rangiku removed Ichigo's cock from her pussy and laid down on her side. Taking advantage of this, Ichigo carefully removed the condom and threw it into the trash. He laid on the bed, with Rangiku on his right and Orihime on his left.

"Happy birthday, Ichigo."

"Thanks Orihime."

"What did you think of this present?"

"Well, as much as I hate…" Ichigo choked on the lie he was about to tell. "Ah, screw it! Best birthday gift ever."

The two bombshells laughed at Ichigo's admission.

"Well, this won't be the last time we do this." Rangiku whispered into his ear.

"Yeah." Orihime whispered in his other ear. "I meant what I said, Ichigo. I want to be your girlfriend every day, in every way. Please?"

Perhaps it was Kon's influence, but Ichigo liked the idea and nodded his head. "Okay, but priorities first. I want to get back to my Zanpakuto training."

Ichigo stretched his arms and yawned. "But for now, let's get some sleep."

Not needing any more reason, Orihime and Rangiku joined Ichigo and all three fell asleep together. Both girls smothered his arms within their well-loved cleavages and covered themselves under the sweat-soaked blankets.

In the bathroom, Yoruichi was on the phone, talking to Kisuke. "So Nel's current form isn't her true form?"

"Yep, that's what my tests have concluded." Kisuke told her. "From what I understand, that crack in her mask seems to be causing her spirit energy to leak out of her body. What made that crack has yet to be determined though, but from how narrow and relatively clean the break is, I suspect that it was a Zanpakuto from another Arrancar."

Yoruichi nodded. "Well let me know when you find out more."

In the Soul Society, Aizen took notice of Gin staring off into space. "What's wrong, Gin?"

Gin's only answer was, "Nothing."

And that was chapter 16. So yeah, as I mentioned before, this chapter was about Ichigo's birthday and he turned 16. The best part is, he had his first time with Orihime and they gave their virginities to one another. Once again, I have to give a shout out to my good friend, Ikrani, for helping me out with the lemon for this chapter. But unlike with chapter 12, where he did all of the hard work for me, this time I wrote the lemon and Ikrani modified it to make it better. Thanks buddy. I will adimit though that doing this was not easy and I had to borrow elements from other projects, but I did my best to put my own spin on those elements so I wasn't stealing.

For those who are wondering, when it came to writing this chapter, I had to look at other animated projects that had birthday episodes and use them as inspiration for this. The most notable of these was Disney's Winnie the Pooh franchise, namely three episodes from The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh known as "Party Poohper", "Monkey See, Monkey Do Better", and "All's Well that Ends Wishing Well", as well as the short "Winnie the Pooh and A Day for Eeyore", which is where I got the title for this chapter from. But I also looked at other episodes from other franchises like the Digimon Data Squad episode "A Birthday Kristy Will Never Forget" for inspiration. As for the lemon, unlike last time, I wrote this myself, though I have Ikrani to thank for polishing it up.

Now the next chapter will have Ichigo resuming his Soul Reaper training, but it will also feature a certain someone he met after Grand Fisher and before Uryu. For those who haven't guessed yet, you'll have to wait and see. Until then, stay tuned.

Author's Note: In case I haven't said it before, for this fanfic, Rangiku, Haineko, Haruko, and adult Nel (who will be showing up later), all have a cleavage that's proportionally as big as Tsunade's cleavage. I don't know about everyone else, but for me, Tsunade's measurements are the biggest any girl can realistically get relative to their body size without jumping the shark. Orihime's cleavage is proportionally smaller, for now, but it'll get there.

Chapter 17: Casual Soul Realm Assault Trip!