Bound Honor

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"Why do you have so much stuff?" Ichigo grumbled as he once again packed part of Yumichika's belongings on his own horse. "Anything you'll need or want will be provided for. Anything."

"I have never shopped in Hueco Mundo nor have I ever been to the city of Las Noches and its respective palace." Yumichika explained. "What if they don't have my products? If I have to wait for them to arrive after ordering it could take weeks! Weeks without my beauty at its best is not pleasant."

"Leave it alone Ichigo." Ikkaku warned.

"Yeah, ya should know by now that ya can't win 'n argument on beauty and its upkeep with Yumi," Renji stated. "'s a lost cause."

Ichigo chuckle and finished packing.

"Alright, listen up guys." Ikkaku yelled. "The next few days we're gonna ride hard. We'll only stop to get water for the horses and we'll only stop for rest once we reach a town. These are the more dangerous lands so lets be careful."

"Right." Came the quick reply from the rest of the group.

They rode for the next two days almost without stopping. On the third, they arrived at the imperial capital of Hueco Mundo, Las Noches.

A since of dread spread through both Ichigo and Renji at seeing their destination. The palace was huge. It had been foggy for the last day and so they had assumed the white mass in front of them to be more fog. Little did they know that the white mass was actually a palace and they had been looking at it for the better part of a whole day.

"It's not possible to construct a building that size, is it?" Izuru asked Ikkaku.

"Aizen's said ta be a master of illusions," Renji said, "but this is insane!"

"That's no illusion," Ikkaku stated plainly. "The palace is that big and can be seen from a day and a half's ride away on a clearer day."

Ichigo gulped as did Renji. 'We're gonna live there!'

"The city itself is forever surrounded by fog. Many people have thought that, though the palace is real, the fog is the result of Aizens magic." Yumichika said. "Its also said that those he wants to stay can't leave because once they enter the fog they get turned around and end up returning to the city unwittingly."

Renji and Ichigo paled and looked toward each other. 'We're trapped here, aren't we.'

"Enough," Ichigo began. "Since we're a day early lets get a room somewhere and rest. I don't want to go in that place until I have to."

Renji nodded in agreement.

They made their way into the heart of the city and found a slightly run down inn to spend the night in. They decided to have dinner and drinks at a pub not far from the inn after they had settled.

"Heeey, not a bad place, huh Ichi?" Ikkaku said patting Ichigo on his back with more force than actually necessary.

"--," was Ichigo's non committal reply.

"Lets just hope the foods decent." Renji mumbled.

"This place is so very un-beautiful."

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They sat and ordered food and a few canters of the local brew and ate their fill.

When they were nearly finished the doors to the pub burst open admitting a group of white clad men with a few women and a small girl included.

"Yo bar keep!" a gruff voice barked from the doorway. Ichigo, Renji, and Ikkaku, who had begun to argue over who would win in a drunken brawl between the three, paid no mind to the new comers and loudly continued their argument.

"Nanda tou!" Ikkaku yelled fisting the front of Renji's shihakusho and pulling him to his feet.

"Id don't madda how old ya are," Renji yelled back just as aggressively. "I'll still wipe the floor witcha." Renji sneered at his friend.

"Like hell you will!" Ikkaku exclaimed looking as though at any moment he would send his drunk friend careening to the floor.

"Oi..." came an approaching gruff voice. It was only then that the the group noticed that the bar had gone eerily quiet.

"WHAT!" yelled both Ikkaku and Renji at who ever it was that interrupted their soon to be fight.

"Shut. The fuck. Up."

Ichigo looked around his friends to see a man with bright teal hair and cyan colored eyes with what looked like teal tattoos under them. Ichigo took note that the mans eyebrows were the same color as his hair and therefore it must be his real hair color. Ichigo actually felt sorry for the guy.

"Who the fuck are you, teme?" Renji growled towards the newcomer.

"I don't give my name to bastards that try to ruin my evening by being annoyingly loud."

Ikkaku hissed "Blame it on the pineapple here."

"Right an' you weren't da one who started dis discussion?" Renji seethed.

Suddenly Ichigo planted his hands on the table in front of him and lifts himself to his feet. "Why argue," he began seriously. An uncharacteristic smile appeared on his face as he held up a bottle of their newest batch of liqueur. "Why argue, when there's sake?"

Most patrons of the bar began to laugh earning a glare from Renji and a glower from Ikkaku.

"Kid," the teal haired man began. "I like the way you think."

Ichigo became incensed. "I'm not a kid."

"Damn right, ya's a brat." Ikkaku laughed out.

The teal haired man laughed as well and signaled the waitress to bring a round to their table as he seated himself between Yumichika and Ikkaku.

Once Ikkaku had finished his laugh he turned to the newcomer and whispered into his ear. "Watch it. Yumi goes fer pretty boys but he can beat da hell outta just about anyone."

The man turned to whisper in return. "Don't you mean 'she'?"

Ikkaku gave a drunken chuckle. "Nope. Dat one next ta ya is a male. Don't fret yerself doh. Ever'one gets it wrong the first try."

Renji and Ichigo both stood suddenly and placed a dozen denarii on the table to pay for their share of drinks and tips.

"We're gonna turn in for the night." Ichigo said stumbling as he tried to keep his legs under him.

"Ja ne!" Renji saluted and then followed on legs just as shaky as the orange haired teens.

Yumichika watched with starry eyes as the two left as Ikkaku smirked and Izuru just blushed.

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A slightly inebriated Ichigo and an equally drought Renji staggered into their room in the inn.

"An' whats with da jaw bone mask he had on-unh." Renji laughed as he tumbled onto the bed nearest the window.

"I do not know," Ichigo shook his head and couldn't figure out why he was suddenly on the floor.

"Haha! Ya fell on yer ass!" Renji laughed.

"Shut. Up."

A few minutes passed before Renji had ceased his raucous laughter and calmed down so he wasn't panting from exertion (laughter). Ichigo had righted himself and was laying beside Renji looking out the window at the foggy sky.

"Hey, Ichi," Renji said.

"Humm."

"Are you a virgin?"

There was a long pause before Ichigo answered. "Yeah, though probably not for long. You?"

"Same." Renji turned to regard Ichigo as he lay on his back looking as though deep in thought. He touched his index finger to Ichigo's forehead as he spoke again. "Whatcha thinkin, Ichi?"

"Renji," Ichigo began turning to face the other male. "I don't want do give that bastard that, do you?"

"Hell no."

"We don't have to be at the palace until tomorrow evening by nightfall, right?"

"Are you thinking what I think your thinking?" Renji asked.

"Does it involve me and you together?"

Renji looked thoughtful before answering. "Yeah, it does."

"The will you be my first and let me be yours?"

Renji lifted his hand and brushed a few stray strands of tangerine colored hair from Ichigo's face. "I have always wanted that."

Ichigo reached forward and claimed Renji's mouth in a fiery kiss that stole away all air from their lungs. They stared at one another, panting before they diving back into the fire that consumed them both when they touched.

Breaking again for air Renji swooped down to kiss and nip at Ichigo's neck eliciting a moan from the man beneath him as he slipped his hands into Ichigo's shihakushou an removed the cloth from his shoulders. He then slowly licked a path to Ichigo's nipple and sucked and nibbled while slowly tweaking the other.

Ichigo gasped and writhed as Renji aroused him to no end. 'Where did Renji learn this from?' he thought as he gasped again when Renji moved his mouth to his other nipple. Not liking the fact that Renji was doing all the work Ichigo moved his hands into Renji cherry colored hair, removing the band he found that bound the strands into a ponytail and pulled it out so that waves of crimson fell upon his chest. He then began to slowly slid his hands through the surprisingly soft locks.

Renji was becoming unbearably aroused unbelievably fast. The delicious flesh he was savoring along with the intoxicating sounds and the alluring scent of Ichigo was driving him insane. Having Ichigo writhing beneath him and moaning so wantonly was better than his wildest dreams. He had always seen Ichigo as amazingly beautiful and sinful in his subtle sexuality but this put all else to shame.

Ichigo was in heaven and in hell. The growing, and painful bulge in his pants was not getting any of the attention it needed. He wanted his erection to be touched and didn't know how to let Renji know that without blurting out something embarrassing. He decided to try something when Renji returned to sucking on his neck.

"Ahh.." Renji gasped as his hips were pushed downward and his own clothed erect member came in contact with the equally hard, and clothed, member below.

Ichigo decided to continue pressing and grinding their erections into each other, bringing them both nearly unbearable friction.

Suddenly Renji moaned and stood himself up panting heavily. He immediately went to wash basin in the room, opened the cabinet, began rummaging therein, and cursing several times.

"R-Renji..." Ichigo simply could not wrap his mind around the current events. One moment he was unbearably hot beneath Renji's oh so warm body. The next he was panting and alone on the bed while Renji became more concerned with the cabinets contents. He sat himself up on his elbows watching Renji. His patience was wearing very thin.

"Oi!"

"Yatta!" Renji exclaimed startling his soon-to-be lover. "Found it!"

"Found what?" Ichigo nearly growled especially at the look of excitement and smugness on Renji's face.

"Lube." Was the two syllable reply to which Ichigo's face began to complement Renji's hair.

"Oh."

Renji pushed Ichigo back down on his back on the bed and crawled on top of him giving him a look that would put a hungry lion to shame. He descended upon Ichigo's lips again with devouring need and lust. Slowly he began to untie the barely holding obi and lowered Ichigo's pants slowly, savoring the feel of the skin as more became exposed.

Once the pants had been lowered enough Renji knelt up and slipped the offending garment off of Ichigo's legs. Renji then settled himself between them and returned to kissing Ichigo into insanity.

"Ren-ji." Ichigo panted. "Dammit stop teasing me!"

"Then," a nip to Ichigo's neck, "tell," a lick at the junction of neck and shoulder, "what" a nibble to an ear, "you" a shudder from Ichigo, "want" a lick to the shell of the ear.

Ichigo was beside himself. He was now sporting a blush that was brighter then the sun or at least Renji's hair. Renji's words and actions were burning a fire through his body and he couldn't take anymore!

"Dammit!" Ichigo was fit to burst. "Fuck me already!"

Renji needed no further prompting. He pushed his soon-to-be Berry's legs up and began messaging Ichigo's entrance with well lubed fingers. "Ichi, relax or it'll hurt more."

Ichigo took several deep breaths before he was able to relax enough for Renji to slowly push one finger inside of him. At the intrusion he tensed again.

"Ichi.," Renji growled at Ichigo unable to move his finger with it held in a vice grip by Ichigo's heat.

Again Ichigo took breaths to relax but it felt weird. There was a finger up his ass! He tried to think of other things like kendo but there was still a finger in his ass! and It hurt.

Once the muscles stopped fighting him, Renji began to prepare Ichigo in earnest after a few thrusts he pulled out his finger added more lube to them and inserted two into the barely stretched hole.

"Itai!" Ichigo cried out.

"Relax, Ichi," Renji cooed into Ichigo's ear before he took the lobe into his mouth and played with it. The sensations finally making Ichigo relax and Renji began to scissor him to open him up more. He changed the direction of each thrust until...

"Fuck!" Ichigo's eyes went wide and he arched nearly completely off the bed. "Do that again!"

"Demanding ain't we." Renji continued to thrust and scissor his fingers in and out of a writhing, moaning, begging to be fucked, Ichigo, until he figured he was prepared enough.

"Renji..."Ichigo was desperately in need of... something but what he wasn't sure what that was anymore.. He'd never felt anything so good before. He couldn't think straight, and now Renji was taking his fingers away... "Renji."

His name said like that was almost enough to make Renji cum on the spot. He quickly poured lube on his hand and ran said hand over his own heated flesh. He then placed Ichigo's legs on his shoulders, thanking the Gods for the flexibility Ichigo possessed, and then he slowly sank himself into the very tight heat of Ichigo's passage.

"Fuck! Ichigo," Renji moaned. "All dat prep an' yer... still... so... fuckin tight."

Ichigo hissed in pain. He was being filled to the point where he believed he was going to tear. It felt as though he was being torn in half. And Renji wasn't even a quarter way in!

Renji stopped pressing inward when he heard a hiss from below. He didn't want to hurt Ichigo. He wanted him to feel only pleasure. He leaned forward and kissed away the tears that had formed at the corners of Ichigo's eyes. He then kissed the orange haired teen beneath him slowly and with as much passion and love a he could possibly fill a kiss with. He needed Ichigo, but more than anything, he needed Ichigo to enjoy this.

Renji stopped moving into Ichigo and Ichigo in turn whimpered. "Tell me," Renji panted, "when I can move." Ichigo's only response was a slight nod of his head.

"Ichi..." Renji said after a few agonizing moments.

"Move." Came the breathy response.

Renji continued sheathing himself in Ichigo's heat and once firmly seated remained still for a few moments until he had calmed down enough to not slam himself into the delicious heat of is lover.

He withdrew slowly, watching Ichigo's face for any signs of pain. He altered his angle a bit as he thrust back into the tight passage and once again brought stars to Ichigo's eyes.

Finding that 'spot' in his lover again, Renji began to aim each thrust into Ichigo there, bringing more cries of pleasure for Ichigo's delirious form.

As the pitch of the sex cries increased from below Renji lifted Ichigo's hips from the bed and wrapped his legs tightly around his own waist. The slight change in position making it easier for Renji to move himself inside Ichigo.

"Fuck!" Ichigo screamed and his prostate was repeatedly impaled upon. He wouldn't last much longer. It pleasure was causing white to flash behind his eyes and from the grunts and moans coming from Renji he was sure he wasn't going to last much longer either.

Ichigo was only a hairs breath away from completion. He was so close. All he needed was a little more. He was sure of it.

Then Renji took his neglected member in his hand and all it took was two strokes and Ichigo was screaming Renji's name and coming so hard he couldn't breath.

As the already insanely tight tunnel clamped down on his member all Renji could do was thrust a few more times and he was seeing white as his erection pulsed and he seed filled Ichigo to the brim. He continued to thrust, riding out his orgasm and when he could go no longer he collapsed next to Ichigo.

Looking at Ichigo's face he noticed something. The orange haired teen had passed out.

Remembering all the things Yumi and Ikkaku had told him over the last few years about sex he rose from the bed and went into the bathroom returning with a hot damp cloth and proceeded to clean the traces of their activities off of his unconscious lover.

Once finished, he kissed Ichigo one his cheek and whispered a soft 'I love you' before covering the tangerine head and going to clean himself up. He spooned himself behind Ichigo and them let his mind slowly drift into slumber.

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The following afternoon a still hungover Ikkaku, an ever radiant Yumichika, and a still slightly blushing Izuru entered the Kurosaki brothers suite to find the boys finishing up their second session of love making.

"Are you injured?!" came the concerned and slightly panicked voice of Izuru. After both red-heads shook their heads no he decided to ask, "Why are you both limping?"

"They fucked, Izuru." This statement earned Ikkaku a smack against the head from Yumichika and matching bright blushes from the parties involved in the act. Izuru nearly fainted in shock.

"Shut. Up." Renji ground out as he and Ichigo finished packing up their things.

Within the next hour they had checked out of the in, gotten a late lunch for Ichigo and Renji and began to slowly make their way to Las Noches.

Just as the sun set they arrived at the main entrance of the castle and were halted by WTF! claiming to be a woman but obviously a man (and an ugly one at that). After a brief skirmish between Yumi and the 'woman' Charlotte Coolhorn about the definition of beauty and how 'fugly' Mr. Charlotte was. He or she then proceeded to barre their entrance into the palace.

They were only granted entrance into the palace when another guards men whom 'Charlotte' called Ulquiora-sama and led to a throne room by the rather stoic teenager with green eyes and tears of the same color painted or tattooed leading from them down is face.

They must have walked for almost an hour in obscenely bright white hallways and corridors before arriving at a set of rather large oak double doors. The doors being the only other color they've seen since their arrival.

When they entered they found that they could barely see anything due to the sudden dimness of the room. They could make out a platform of some sort and a elongated table and could only make out the outline of three figures standing on the platform.

"Aizen-sama," the emo named Ulquiora said as they entered the room. "The Kurosaki brothers Renji and Ichigo have arrived to present themselves in acceptance of the treaty proposed by yourself to the kingdom of Karakura."

Ichigo, Renji and every member of their party had narrowed their eyes and grit their teeth to keep from speaking out about this so called treaty proposal that was more of a threat to conquer and destroy if not agreed to then an actual proposal.

And then the groups eyes finished adjusting and Ichigo and Renji saw the face of their 'husband' and 'imprison-er' for the first time. He looked to be tall, with a well toned build, and he was certainly handsome, but there was an aura about him that was rather frightening and demeaning. And he regarded them with deceitful eyes that only served to anger Ichigo and Renji further. It was though they were being appraised as cattle for the market. Finally he finished his ocular inquisition and then smiled at them both making teens cringe.

"Welcome to your new home. Ichigo. Renji."

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