The Crumbling World

Ichi-sense: My theory that although Kenpachi can’t sense reiatsu, he can sense where Ichigo is, and if Ichi is in Soul Society. Therefore he has Ichi-sense.

WARNINGS!!! I never really intended to do this, but it kind of happened this way. There’s a little bit of BORDERLINE dubious consent in this chapter between Kenpachi and Ichigo, but it’s more of a misunderstanding than anything else. So if you don’t want to read it, I’ll but a warning right before the lemon begins. But seriously, I don’t think it even needs that. When they actually get around to it, it is consensual.

Crumbling World: Chapter 11

Kenpachi’s POV (Night time at Kurosaki Castle)

I’ve never been one for stealth and hiding, but I’m pretty damn good at it. I easily managed to slink inside the castle without alerting the guards and made my way through the halls without detection. Ichigo…Ichigo…where are you?

I closed my eye for a moment and breathed deeply. Following my Ichi-sense I ran up the stairs quietly and then went to a door. I rested my hand on it, feeling his deep breathing through it. I opened the door carefully and looked inside. Even in the dark, with just the moon peaking slightly through the curtains, I could tell it was him. His right arm resting above his head, his left on his stomach and the sheets tangled between his legs.

So lovely. I almost forgot the anger of him betraying me with another man. I moved quietly into the room and sat on his bed. I stroked his cheek and bent down to give him a lingering kiss. He mumbled in his sleep and curled towards my body heat, seeking me out even subconsciously. I tilted his head back and kissed him deeper, my nipping teeth waking him up.

“’Pachi?” He asked sleepily. I guess I should be thankful he didn’t call out the other man’s name…what was it? Renji.

“Ichigo, I told you that you would always be mine. Did you forget?” He sat up and rubbed his eyes, then frowned.

“Wait…are you really here?”

“Yeah. Sorry bout this.”

“About what-

I tapped him on the back of his head. He slumped forward, unconscious. I lifted him into my arms and was back in the forest before he knew it. My men had already gotten strict orders not to bother me. I took him back to the clearing where I had been sleeping, or rather, not sleeping while he had been gone. I set him down onto the sleeping pad and stared down at him.

My Ichigo…I should never have let him go. I crouched over him, studying his features. So beautiful. I kissed him, uncaring of his unconsciousness. He instantly stirred and groaned in pain.

“My head…” He mumbled, his brows furrowed and his eyes closed. I stroked his brow and they instantly shot open to look at me. “Kenpachi? I thought that was dream…”

“You’re mine.” He frowned up at me but I didn’t let him say more. “Renji can’t have you.”

His eyes widened in understanding and he instantly protested. “Renji…I don’t want Renji!”

“You’re marrying him.” I clamped a hand over his mouth. “Actually, you aren’t. But you were going to. I thought you understood, Ichigo.” He shook his head as much as he could under my hand. “I love you, Ichigo. No one else can have you.” His Adams apple bobbed as he swallowed.

!!!WARNING!!! LEMON BEGINS!!!

I grabbed a hold of his night shirt with one hand and ripped it open, admiring his form. He squirmed, his eyes watering with tears as I bit down hard on one of his nipples. I removed my hand from his mouth so I could jerk his shirt off of him.

“Wait, Kenpachi, you don’t understand!” He grabbed at my hands and looked up at me pleadingly. I frowned at him and decided to ignore his words. I got his shirt off of him and ripped it in half, grabbing his hands and tying them together. “Kenpachi!” I picked up my sword, and held his hands above his head. His eyes widened in fear as it came down, burying into the cloth and pinning his hands to the ground. He tugged at them and realized they wouldn’t budge.

“I love you Kenpachi!”

I paused my hands that were now at his pants and gave him a kiss. “I wish that was true.”

“It is!” He sobbed out in desperation as I yanked his pants off.

“How many times have you screwed that guard since you left me?” I asked and undid my pants, positioning myself at his entrance. “You’re probably still loose.”

“No!” He shrieked. “No, Kenpachi, feel!” I stopped and took in the tears pouring down his face. “You were my first and only, feel inside of me and see for yourself!”

I frowned and pulled away, looking at his face once more. Couldn’t hurt. I searched for his entrance with my fingers and shoved two in, making him throw his head back and let out a hoarse cry. Tight….still so tight. I pulled them away a lot gentler and kissed him before my state of mind returned once more. “And what would you have done on your wedding night?” I growled and pushed them back in slowly, spreading them apart and then shoving in a third. “You would have let him fuck you then, wouldn’t you?”

“Noooo….” His protest was drawn out as I rubbed his prostate. “Only you, please! Only you! I didn’t want to marry him! My parents arranged it!”

Fuck, I really wanted to believe him. I pulled my fingers away and lined myself up at his entrance. His eyes locked onto mine and he bit his lips, then wrapped his legs around my hips.

“Only yours.” He said. I kissed him and pushed in. He was just as tight as the first time, quivering and hot as I stretched him wide open. He jerked at his bindings and arched his back, gasping and fighting. His face was twisted in pain so I stopped my movement momentarily to give him a chance to relax.

“Mine.” I growled and bit his throat.

“Yours.” He said again, strained as I pushed the rest of the way in. I stopped and let him get used to it, his chest heaving as he slowly relaxed around me. “Move now.”

I built up a steady rhythm, gripping his hips so hold him still. He moaned and whined, making the most delicious noises and I pounded into him. He twisted his hands in the bindings, his body pressing up to try and feel more of me. I growled in satisfaction and pumped his erection, reveling in the feeling of him tightening around me and coming over my hand. I rocked into him a few more times and came with a growl of his name.

I didn’t pull out of him as I yanked the sword out of the ground and undid his hands, rolling us so he laid half on top of me. He shifted his hips in discomfort, but I needed to be inside of him, needed the conformation that he was mine.

!!!LEMON OVER!!!

“You can’t go back now.” I told him as I stroked his back.

“I know.”

“You won’t be able to see your family, or //Renji//.” I spat the name and tightened my grip on him until squirmed.

“I want to be with you.” He shifted in my arms and kissed me slowly. “You’re all I need. I love you.”

“I love you, too.” I said back, content once more and able to sleep.

“But as much as I love you, you’re taking a fucking bath tomorrow, you stink like hell.” He commented with a grin. I let out a bark of laughter.

“Only if you take one with me.”

“I think I can arrange that.”

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It’s not done yet! Still a whole lot more plot to come. The vote thus far (combination from ff.net and aff.net):

A- willing to read rape between Grimmjow and Ichigo- 37

B- not willing to read it- 14

I’m still taking votes…although it seems like A is winning by a long shot. If I do write a rape scene, I will put lots of warnings a head of time so those that don’t want to read it can just skip it. Also, I’m not going to do a lot of angst, I’m not good at writing it, nor do I think it would fit in this story. WHICH WILL HAVE A HAPPY ENDING!!!

Please review/vote! =)


This may seem obvious to some on aff,net, but does anybody know how to make bold and italics appear in the text? Thanks!