Sin

Review Replies- ShadowofLight: Oh don't worry about that, godesses always pwn!
Biokin: kukuku, I plan on torturing Ichigo for awhile with this ;)
Lady_Pippy: Don't worry, Aizen will definitely have to earn his right to have Ichigo =D
VioletEyes: Thanks! Although I will try hard to remain consistent.
Dorkchic: Right on! You were the only one who noticed that...
Lynzee: If it's not a word, it should be!
iceflower: It's been over ten chapters since Kenpachi got any Ichi-lovin'!
MasterAkira: I might have to have tissues on hand when I write *that* threesome XD

Dorkchic was the first to notice the second sin who achieved his virtue X3 Yep, that’s right, Shinji has gained ‘kindness’ thanks to his little spat with Aizen (who was being a total BITCH in the last chapter).

Here’s an easy to understand summary of everyone’s sin and virtue (opposite of their sin, which needs to be ‘obtained’).

Ichigo- Sin: Lust, Virtue: Chastity.
Starrk- Sin: Sloth, Virtue: Diligence (Persistence, effort)
Nnoitra- Sin: Greed, Virtue: Liberality (Love or Charity)
Aizen- Sin: Pride, Virtue: Humility
Kenpachi- Sin: Wrath, Virtue: Patience
Shinji- Sin: Envy, Virtue: Kindness
Grimmjow- Sin: Gluttony, Virtue: Temperance (Self control)

With some input from my reviewers, I decided that someone special will comfort Ichigo =3 Also, because it might seem that way, there is nothing between Aizen and Shinji other than fighting. Really! I promise =3 No background or anything but as Captain and Lieutenant. Also, there is surprisingly no smut in this chapter! Consider it a break for poor Ichigo.

Beta’d by the awesome Warrior Nun! Thank you =3

Sin: Chapter 13

Ichigo managed to navigate through the halls of Las Noches and found a large hole in one of the walls, which Ichigo was sure hadn’t been there before… strangely enough, it seemed traces of Grimmjow’s reiatsu were left there, but Grimmjow was nowhere in sight.

He ducked his head in the hole and found that there was a hollow spot in between the walls big enough for him to lie down in. He slipped inside and pushed the rubble aside so he had a spot to do just that. Nobody would be able to see him unless they actually stepped inside the hollow, so Ichigo felt safe at the moment.

He let out a long sigh and tucked the haori he wasn’t wearing underneath his head and laid down. He felt exhausted and his backside throbbed in pain, but it wasn’t too bad considering. In fact, his eyes were already slipping shut and he easily fell asleep…

He blinked as he saw the familiar sideways buildings and cloudy grey skies. It wasn’t raining, but thunder came from overhead and there was a flash of lighting in the distance. He stared for a moment, wondering why he was in his inner world of all places, when he felt something tighten around his waist.

He looked down and saw his hollow’s arms, Shirosaki’s arms, wrapped around him snuggly. He was confused at first, but it was more about the comfortableness of it then anything else.

“I hate when it rains here, King,” Shirosaki murmured and nuzzled his nose into Ichigo’s hair. Ichigo couldn’t see his expression, but he heard the softness in his voice. “Why can’t ya just be happy?”

“I’m trying, it’s just that…” Ichigo trailed off and Shirosaki sighed, his breath tickling Ichigo’s ear.

“Ya are the one making ya’self feel like this, not ya’r sin or Aizen. If ya need me to, I’ll just take care of ya instead of all of them.” His lips brushed against Ichigo’s cheek and his dark tongue flicked out to catch a stray rain drop that had fallen on the creamy skin. Shirosaki tilted his head back and scowled at the sky.

“Ya’ve been sleeping for awhile now, and one has already snagged ya,” Shirosaki grumbled and gave the confused Ichigo one last squeeze. “Remember what I said, I’ll take ya if ya don’t want any of them.”

Ichigo turned red and was about to open his mouth to respond when he woke up. He wasn’t in the place where he had fallen asleep. Instead he was staring up at a white ceiling which would have looked like any other if it hasn’t been for Ichigo being on his back, staring at so many different ceilings.

He wondered how he got to Nnoitra’s room, but all he had to do was tilt his head to the side to find out. Nnoitra was sitting on the edge of the bed, cursing as he bandaged his gruesome wounds clumsily. He glanced down at himself and saw traces of blood, Nnoitra’s blood, smeared on his white clothing to show that Nnoitra had in fact carried him back to his room.

He sat up slowly and swung his legs on either side of Nnoitra’s waist and dropped his head to let it rest on Nnoitra’s back. Nnoitra paused and looked over his shoulder at Ichigo who had his eyes closed.

“Ya changed your clothes,” Nnoitra muttered grumpily and stretched his hand back to tousle Ichigo’s hair. Ichigo grunted and pressed closer to Nnoitra’s back with a sigh.

“Trust me, it’s not something that I wanted,” Ichigo grumbled and fingered the bandages that covered Nnoitra’s wounds. “What happened to you?”

“That damned Zaraki,” Nnoitra growled and Ichigo stilled. Nnoitra felt the way his body stiffened and frowned before reaching behind him to grab Ichigo by the waist and throw him down onto the bed. Ichigo stared up at Nnoitra in confusion and tugged at the grip Nnoitra had on his hands.

“…Nnoitra?”

“Shut up,” Nnoitra practically snarled and crushed his mouth over Ichigo’s. Ichigo jerked in surprise and winced when Nnoitra nipped a little too harshly at his lips. He twisted his head to the side with a gasp and squirmed underneath Nnoitra.

“Oi, stop it, you idiot!” Ichigo demanded and Nnoitra narrowed his eyes at the flushed vizard underneath him.

Nnoitra held his wrists with one hand as he hastily undid Ichigo’s shihakusho and drunk in the sight of him and the way he felt under his hand. Ichigo skin was so soft and Nnoitra couldn’t get enough of it. Ichigo felt weak against his advances and lust burned through him but he just couldn’t do this any more. He couldn’t disconnect his emotions from the lust and he felt sick with the thought that Nnoitra was only doing this because of how Ichigo’s sin affected him.

“No!” He shoved Nnoitra away harshly and Nnoitra actually stumbled back a bit. He stared incredulously as the red and obviously aroused Ichigo trembled as he picked up his clothes from where Nnoitra had thrown them.

“What the hell!?” Nnoitra growled and reached to stop Ichigo but Ichigo shook him off. He didn’t understand what Ichigo’s problem was, he was hard, and Ichigo was hard, so naturally they should just fuck.

“I don’t want it.” Ichigo muttered and cringed as his achingly hard dick protested his words. “I-I can’t…” He moved to brush past Nnoitra who tried to stop him once more.

“Wait!” He cried and cursed the desperation he heard in his own voice. “Ya aren’t just going to go to one of the others, are ya?”

Ichigo paused and bit his bottom lip before giving a short nod. “At least with Kenpachi, I knew he wanted me before all this happened and-”

Nnoitra’s eye twitched as he realized Ichigo was planning to go to Kenpachi of all people and scooped Ichigo up before throwing him onto the bed.

“That’s not fair,” he growled, “I didn’t even know ya before.” He leaned down and brushed his nose against the side of Ichigo’s face and inhaled his soft scent. Ichigo turned red and tried to shove Nnoitra away but Nnoitra simply braces his forearms on either side of Ichigo’s head and nibbled on his ear. “I’m not gonna fuck ya, so stop being so tense,” Nnoitra murmured and flicked his tongue out trace the edge of Ichigo’s ear.

“Wait, what?” Ichigo asked in confusion, although he was certain that brining up Nnoitra obvious erection wouldn’t help his situation.

“I said, ‘I’m not gonna fuck ya,’ which means ya don’t need to go to anybody else,” Nnoitra repeated himself patiently and slowly relaxed his grip on Ichigo’s wrists to slide up his arms and to his waist. “Even though I really wanna…” Nnoitra trailed off and shook himself to clear his thoughts.

He rolled off of Ichigo, but dragged him close so Ichigo was snuggled against his chest. Ichigo was confused and still didn’t know what to make of the situation, but he hesitantly settled his arm around Nnoitra as well. Nnoitra growled low in the back of his throat when their bodies pressed together and took a moment to calm himself down before he jumped Ichigo again.

Ichigo was very, very, VERY hard at the moment. His dick was throbbing and his stomach felt twisted in need. But it felt… good, to just lie in Nnoitra’s arms. Even though his body screamed for release, he felt his eyes slipping shut as he comfortably dozed beside the fifth espada.

…

Shinji felt his envy of Aizen dissipate as they argued. After what Aizen said he wanted to kill the man even more, but he held back. He gritted his teeth when he returned to the room and found that Ichigo was gone. He had probably heard what Aizen had said, which wasn’t surprising considering the way they were yelling.

“Are you happy now?” Shinji growled and turned to glare at Aizen who looked as nonchalant as always. “Of course since you don’t care about Ichi, then you shouldn’t care if he never wants anything to do with you again.”

Aizen’s eyebrow twitched. It was a small motion and would have gone unnoticed if it wasn’t for Shinji who had gotten used to Aizen’s subtle changes.

“Of course, why should I care? It’s one less competitor for Ichigo’s heart,” Shinji said over his shoulder and moved to leave the room but Aizen grabbed his arm. Shinji turned and looked at him with narrowed eyes and Aizen glared at him.

“Whether the quality of the merchandise is good or not, Kurosaki is mine,” Aizen ground out, his brown eyes flaring.

“What the fuck!? Ichigo isn’t merchandise!” Shinji jerked his arm free and glared at Aizen heatedly. “You don’t deserve him, you aren’t nearly good enough.” It was a jab at Aizen’s pride, but also the truth of what he felt. Ichigo needed someone who he could depend on and so far Aizen proved to only make him feel worse about himself.

Sure enough, the tick of Aizen’s eye returned and he slammed Shinji against the wall, glaring down at his old captain. Shinji wasn’t in the least perturbed. In fact, he grinned broadly and then jammed his knee in Aizen’s stomach, making him grunt and stagger back.

“For someone who thinks Ichigo is a slut, you sure are possessive of him,” Shinji said and straightened his clothes before heading for the door once more. “You might want to get your emotions straight and figure out what you really want.” He slammed the door shut behind him and Aizen gave a deep sigh, rubbing his temples for the headache that was sure to come.

He really didn’t think Ichigo was a slut, it had just slipped out because he was angry and frustrated at his own feelings. There was no one better for Ichigo than him, he knew that, and therefore he wouldn’t let Ichigo go. His pride depended on it.

…

Grimmjow and Starrk very reluctantly had agreed to look for Ichigo together. If Las Noches wasn’t so fucking big it wouldn’t have been a problem, but as it was, the place was huge. Therefore they decided that Grimmjow would look in the North half, and Starrk in the South. Of course Grimmjow had no real intention on telling Starrk if he found Ichigo, and he snickered a little to himself.

Unbeknownst to Grimmjow, Starrk was thinking the same thing as he tried to feel out Ichigo’s reiatsu. It was strange… the harder he looked for Ichigo, the easier it was to fight against his sloth and not to be so sleepy and lazy. He had gotten to the point where he didn’t even feel the remnants of his sin. He didn’t know what it meant and he didn’t care, either.

…

Kenpachi was getting angrier and angrier. He could sense when his ‘sin’ was the one making him feel like that and at the moment his own anger was just being fueled by his wrath. It had dissipated a little after he and that espada had fought, but now it was back full force.

The reason? He still didn’t have Ichigo. He couldn’t damn well find him either! He was always shit at finding reiatsu and his sense of direction was crap as well. Usually he would use his ‘Ichi-sense’ (as Yachiru dubbed it- his ability to find Ichigo where ever he was), but every time he thought about it, he got angry. Every time he got angry all of his common sense disappeared as well, including his Ichi-sense.

So what did Kenpachi do? Something which pissed him off to no end. He sat down in the sand which was still decorated with his and Nnoitra’s blood and waited. Which was much easier said than done.

…

Nnoitra stroked Ichigo’s bright orange hair and enjoyed the softness of it underneath his fingers. He was staining his bed and Ichigo’s clothes with the blood from his wounds, but Nnoitra didn’t care. If anything, he was happy to mark Ichigo with something that was his and didn’t belong to someone else… Aizen, if he wasn’t mistaken. Ichigo stirred in his sleep and Nnoitra smirked to himself and ran a hand up and down his back soothingly while trying very hard not to wake him up.

His chest tightened and throbbed in a painful way, making Nnoitra almost his out loud. It was strange… it felt like his heart was clenching. But he didn’t have a heart… not technically, anyway, not since his soul chain ate itself and left him this hole in his chest. The hole which later moved to his head, for fuck knows what reason.

When he was a hollow it was in his chest. When he was turned into an arrancar, it moved to where his eye used to be and he had to deal with his new lack of depth perception. His remaining eye glanced down at Ichigo’s sleeping face and something fluttered in his chest and once again he crushed it and shoved the feeling away.

He didn’t have fucking feelings, anyway.

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From now on, I’m not going to be telling you which sins have obtained their virtues until they all have =3 I want it to be a surprise for those who don’t figure it out! Sometimes it might be REALLY obvious. It also has importance to the plot… If you really, REALLY want to know, ask me, but otherwise I won’t put it in the author notes.

The constant shifts in POVs make the chapter seem a little sloppy, but because there are so many different things going on at the moment, I don’t see a way around it. Soon it will flow a lot better and be smoother =)