Strange Bed Guests

Strange bed guests
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach… I just never saw this pairing happen before, so I decided: Who cares if I write it? I might not get reviews…

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Ichigo was in a bit of a bind here. Here he was, looking at a woman who seemed to be either frowning at him, or smiling at him, all of it hidden beneath the rather high collar that she wore, her eyes being the one thing that he could see, in which apathy was reflected. “Greetings, Intruder. “ her voice sounded as she moved closer to him, her eyes never straying from him.

“I guess I’ll have to dispose of you now… A pity, since you came for that big-chested girl… That doesn’t matter right now, the only thing that matters is that you die, since Aizen-sama wishes all the intruders to be done with.” She grabbed her zanpakuto, looking at Ichigo, who blinked and assumed a guarded stance. There was no doubt that this was going to be a hard battle for the both of them, especially since Nnoitra had been defeated by number three.

There was a silence before either of them moved, Ichigo starting off with a Getsuga Tensho and her merely parrying the wave of black energy, looking at him with disdain. “You are one irritating little invader.” She stated, looking at him with a stray lock of hair in her face, which she pushed away easily. “My name is Halibel, the Second Espada. It is only fitting to know the name of the person who is about to defeat you.”

Ichigo nodded, looking at her without being impressed. “ My name is Ichigo Kurosaki.” There was a silence as he held Zangetsu in its released form in a guard position, Halibel using her hand to stroke her own Zanpakuto. “Ressurecion!” there was a silence as her entire form seemed to grow, her skin growing paler as Hollow bones began to cover the skin, leading up to a form which seemed to be almost like that of a feline, her eyes visible from behind the Hollow Mask, her clothing having been either ripped or wasn’t visible, though it wouldn’t be hard to miss it, since it was white fabric.

He pulled his hand over his face, the Hollow Mask forming after a bit of reiatsu was squeezed into it, the feeling of power going through him being enough of a boost for him to just dash forwards, delivering a slash to the abdomen of the 1st Espada, the feeling of power being the only driving force, along with his inner Hollow, who had been encouraging him from the inside, to punish the bitch for standing in their way.

She felt a blinding pain in her abdomen as she had been not aware that this shinigami seemed to have the powers of a Hollow already within is body, making him more than a match for her, if it was any indication by the first attack. Nevertheless, she didn’t achieve that rank by just being a slacker and quickly sent a tentacle made of Hollow Bone at him, her eyes flashing as a wave of lightning seemed to course through her body and then hit him straight in the shoulder, creating a rather ragged wound. Three seconds later, she could feel how her own shoulder was hurting as his sword came down, his shoulder having healed very fast due to the fact that apparently he possessed super regeneration.

A kick to the midsection, a thrust with Zangetsu, a block with Zangetsu, another twist to evade a Cero, a twist to dodge a bone spike about to kill him. He didn’t know how long he could take this, a familiar darkness coming over him as he felt the Hollow within him take over…

The fact that he began to giggle in an utmost disturbed manner should have clued her in… still, she continued to assault him., until he looked up, his bankai already in his hands again after she had knocked it out of his hands, a mask on his face which showed that it was really something related to a Hollow as he seemingly disappeared, a sharp pain in her legs telling her that he was behind her, having kicked her there in a point where it would hurt a great deal, a weight coming on her back, sending her back to the ground, impacting with it with a crunching sound, her bones feeling like they had been made out of paper, which was now pretty much crunched to little bits.

A groan came from her throat as she could feel how her native form crumbled away into the power-conserving form, in which she remained. The feeling of pain went through her entire body as she looked at the one who came out victorious, feeling blood leak out of a corner of her mouth, the metallic taste being something that made her feel quite mortal at the moment, though she shouldn’t feel like that, she was an Espada, a strong warrior!

Still, it felt better to just lie there for a moment… until a strong impact made her feel a strong hit of pain in her stomach, watching as the half-Hollow fell on top of her, looking at her for a moment. “Tired, little man?” she said in a mocking tone of voice, though she didn’t feel all that confident at the moment.

“Not really… I’m lying on top of a monster in the guise of a beautiful woman, who am I to complain?” he replied, looking at her with an annoyed frown on her face. “Aizen-sama told us that you’d be the one that would cause a lot of trouble.”

“He was smart to warn you.” Halibel nodded, though she could feel her neck straining slightly as she moved herself into a more comfortable seating position, looking at his brown eyes.

“I made a promise to myself when I turned into an Arrancar.” That she had, remembering it clear as day… I will serve the person who shows no fear in my presence and can beat me in a fair and honest fight. I will serve that person with all my power, my body and soul being at that person’s disposal. She still remembered that pledge, looking at him now for a moment and then sighing. He had her at least beat in the martial aspect, though he did show some inch of fear. “I will let you go if you do me one more favor… Show me your fear.”

Ichigo looked at her, surprised by the question. “Show you my fear?” he asked. “Yes, show me your fear… I am at your mercy, and I want to see what you fear most.” He closed his eyes slowly, keeping his senses out for any movement from her, though he knew that it would be hard for her to get away with his weight pressing down on her. There was a good amount of her blood on the ground too, which made it pretty obvious that she was hurt.

“Can you heal on your own?” he asked her, making her blink at the unexpected question. “Yes.” She answered, looking at him with a strange look as he gave her a serious look and then ripped off a piece of his shikusaisho and then bound a gash on her upper arm, which had apparently been hit pretty hard. “There, that should stem the bleeding a little bit. Now, tell me, where is Orihime?” there was a silence as she looked deep into his eyes, the compassionate act of binding her wound making something strange appear in her belly, a feeling which was different from the normal hollow pit that was there, a warm feeling of comfort spreading through her body.

“I don’t know.” She said, not feeling guilty or anything. He looked at her, his eyes downcast, and a small idea popped into her mind, moving around a little bit so that her breasts would flop out of the short top that she wore most of the time.

Ichigo felt her squirm beneath him, his hands coming to rest on the ground since he didn’t want to touch her body at the moment. His Hollow had taken over momentarily to knock her on the ground, apparently too injured to make much movement possible, and here he was, lying on top of her, pinning her to the ground and making it pretty obvious that this was an Arrancar who was well-endowed in the chest area, since the boobs pressing into his chest were something that was nothing to be ashamed of. There was a silence as he looked at her and then closed his eyes.

Come on, act like a typical man for once and see that I have naked breasts. When you’re fascinated by them, I can kick you off and hopefully knock you out! She looked at him as he opened his eyes, looking at her face, then looking at bit lower to see naked boob-flesh in his view, his body stiffening for a bare moment, but his eyes nevertheless went to her face once again. “Your breast fell out.”

“Oh really?” Ichigo nodded. “Want me to put it back in?”

“You hentai.” His hand went to the collar that she wore, looking at her cheeks as he moved it aside, revealing the remnants of her Hollow mask, looking at her face with a serious look on his face, his eyes never really leaving her face “For an Arrancar, you look nice.”

She nodded at the compliment, giving him one back. “You’re quite nice for a Shinigami.” Ichigo blushed a little bit, which made her raise a blonde eyebrow. “Not used to getting compliments, are you? Well, since I made the vow, I think it would be best to let you experience how to handle a woman…” she made a seductive tone appear in her voice, lifting her arms up in a manner which would be seen as weak by anyone, the feeling of pain still being strong in her system now that it was not clear how this would all end. There was a pain in her body that did not go away, since it was rooted in the fact that while she healed rather fast for a normal Hollow, in this power-conserving form, it was only really useful after an hour of no activity had passed, which was something that wasn’t too much of an issue, since she still had her own guards, though they were away at her request, wanting to face the shinigami boy alone, having been somewhat overconfident, she surmised. There was a sudden movement on his part, his hand snatching her breast and then looking at her, his eyes looking straight into hers, making eye contact and then with a slightly quivering voice, he said: “I can touch them?”

She nodded. “Touch them all you want. You defeated me, disabled most of my body, making me pretty much useless, so I guess I should allow you access to every place of my body as a ‘reward’. “ the last part was said almost in a sultry tone, which made him blush slightly as he took in a deep breath, a shudder going through his body and then he shook his head, moving his hand away from her breast. “I won’t use your body like that. I have too much respect for the female body to just use you and then purify you.” There was a moment where they looked at each other, a sense of understanding coming into being between them, as she looked at him and then writhed slightly. “Please, touch me.” The plea for attention didn’t go unnoticed by him, though she saw that he was still hesitant. “I never had the time to do those things with girls.”

The fact that he was a virgin somehow surprised her, because with those looks, he should have been able to get almost any girl, though his orange hair was something that was pretty odd, but so was her hair, so it didn’t really matter much to her. The fact that he seemed to be an outright decent fellow for a Shinigami made up for it. “I have to save Inoue from Aizen’s clutches, so I think I better leave.”

She didn’t want that. If any of her attendants saw her in this very vulnerable position, they would not hesitate to devour her body and spirit, making it into something that was useful to them, their bodies being added to by her spirit, the feeling of power that usually accompanied such a rush being all too familiar to her. “Please, if you leave, take me with you. If any of my subordinates see me in this condition, they will eat me.”

The plea for help made his eyebrow rise slightly. “Eat you?” she nodded, looking at him. “Hollows eat each other when they want to become Gillian class… the one with the strongest will can become an Adjuchos, after which they can rip off their mask and become an Arrancar.” There was a silence as Ichigo looked at her with a stunned look on his face, then sighed and got up, grabbing her leg and then pulling her close to his chest, hoisting her into a tight and secure grip, with her body clutched against his chest.

She supposed that it was the best for now, the feeling of the warm muscles under the shinigami garb being something that was different. It felt different now, the hollowness within her body going away for a moment to make place for a confusing feeling, which made her feel slightly out of phase with reality, though she had never felt like this before, it being an amalgam of loneliness and nothingness.

The feelings began to grow within her, as she was held by him for a moment, his eyes never seeming to stray on her, despite having one boob out of her top, which seemed to be awfully exposed to her senses, as sense of shame coming over her, like any human female would feel. It was strange for her to admit that she had a sense of shame, since it was not usual for a woman of her stature and power to be carried by someone who had been a shinigami, but was something more, possessing Hollow powers that made her body quiver slightly as she huddled tighter against him, making his eyes frantically look at her, despite her not sensing anything amiss in the area, her senses being still as sensitive as before not detecting the faintest bit of Reiatsu in the air that could indicate one of her kind or of Aizen, who she should technically no longer call master, since it was him who had defeated her, not Aizen. The sense of loyalty that was for Aizen only had diminished as she heard his heartbeat close to her, nestling her head against his chest, feeling how the heartbeat was slow and steady, which indicated that he still had some sort of connection to his living body, which meant that he was a human with shinigami powers of his own, which was a damn fine feat for any human to transcend their existence and become a reaper of souls, a shinigami in their own right, or they would have to have shinigami parents exiled from Soul Society, which made it more believable.

“What are you going to do with me?” she asked, looking at him with some small fear in her eyes as she realized that he might just be bringing her to his friends, to finish her off. “Getting you out of here.”

He looked at her with his brown eyes showing some care, though why that was she didn’t know. She hugged him briefly after only a moment of looking into those eyes, the feeling that accompanied them being the feeling of adoration for his brave heart, a feeling which she would have said only three hours that she did not possess , though she had been a human once, before she had turned into a Hollow.

There was a feeling within her lower stomach that was making her act in this way.

She really did it to make him surprised, especially with the hug, since it wasn’t the thing that most cliché villains did, especially after they were defeated, when they would usually just attack the good guy in a last ditch effort. It would be of course something different if she actually were the femme fatale kind, but it was still interesting to see that there was a feeling of adoration within her body, which should be devoid of those feelings.

The feeling of strong arms wrapping around his neck, hugging him with a weak hug was almost unbearable to him. The feeling of her breath on his ear as she hugged him was almost painful, watching her as she fell back into his arms almost listlessly, laying there as he shifted her slightly, trying to get her into a more comfortable position. I am doing this so you will live another day. I don’t want someone to die because of me, even if you are an Arrancar. There was a pause in his movements as he looked at the way that there was a small hint of affection for her in his eyes.

There was a silence as they moved around in the halls of Las Noches, the entire building being massive and it being a rather long length to traverse, even for an Arrancar. The chance that they would be running into other Arrancar were slim since she didn’t usually want visitors around her rooms, her Fraccion being the only ones that were allowed, and they did not interfere when she was fighting.

As they walked through the rooms towards the place where Orihime was, she could feel her strength returning slowly. “Could you please let go of me? I think I can hold my own now.”

He slowly and gently set her down, his eyes going to her feet and he held her just as long as necessary to make sure that she was alright.

She looked at him and then nodded slowly at him. “Until we meet again, Kurosaki-sama.” The boy watched her as she bowed deep before him, her pose almost rigid in the bow. He gave her a small nod of the head back, before disappearing down the hall, to Orihime’s room.

The next few hours, she could hear the sounds of battle coming from outside, though she did not join in, being too injured to really put up much of a fight. Three hours later, she heard that they had escaped with the human girl that was there for Hogyouko’s regeneration.

When she was back to full strength, she told her Fraccion that she was going to the living world to complete a mission, telling them no more that she might be away for a while.

She appeared high above Karakura town, looking down at the sleeping city as she tried to detect Ichigo’s reiatsu, which was an obvious beacon for her now that she had mentally pledged her loyalty to him, never wanting to have anything to do with Aizen anymore, since he had not defeated her, only created her from the Adjudichos that she had been.

“Kurosaki-sama.” She muttered as she stood on the window’s ledge, looking at his sleeping form, until she had spoken those words, his eyes fluttering open, looking at her with a look of sleepy surprise. “What are you doing here?” he asked, awareness flooding his senses.

“I have come to serve you, Kurosaki-sama.” She whispered, looking around and then stepping into the room, standing by the side of his bed. Her Espada clothing was revealing enough, that the startled youth was a bit entranced and scared about her being detected, since his family had enough of a spirit sense to sense her. “Serve in what way?” he asked, his eyes not leaving her for a moment. “Any way you want me to. I can be your slave in every sense of the word, even in your bed. I want to serve you in any way that would make you happy, even die for you.”

Her voice spoke of a huge emotional back-story, which made him feel uneasy, but he decided to test it out. “So if I asked you to remove that top you wear.”

“I would do so.” And promptly she did, the top being slid over her head, obscuring her face for a moment until she got her head free and threw it to the ground, her breasts jiggling slightly in his view.

His eyes flew shut, depriving his mind of the mental images of her naked breasts, though they were burning into his eyes anyways. Her hands touched his face, slowly sliding over the contours, her fingertips resting on his eyelids. “Do you find me that disgusting that you close your eyes while looking at me?”

“NO!” he bit out, looking at her, his eyes opening, to stare at her face, her blonde hair being something that drew his eyes, her breast still being exposed in his view.

“Well then, is there any problem, Kurosaki-sama?” her voice was low and seductive as she seated herself on the bed, looking at him as he seemed to grow pale in the face. “But? My family?”

“Nothing about your family, Kurosaki-sama… If they see, they shall see.” She said as she pushed him down on the bed, his eyes widening as her hands traveled over his chest, moving his sleeping clothes away, revealing his muscled chest. “You look almost ready to eat…”

She licked her lips, feeling a bit disappointed that someone with a temperament that he seemed to have, was not more dominant in such a situation. It depended on his actions if she would go through with her actions of serving Ichigo.

“What do you want to do with me?” he asked, getting up slowly, his eyes looking at her face, her hands beginning to go lower. “Have sex with you.” She replied back, her eyes not moving from his body for a moment. “What?”

She rubbed her hands on his chest, moving the vovers off in a sweeping motion, revealing pretty much everything, which wasn’t covered by sleeping clothes. “Let’s see how well your zanpakuto is able to please me, shall we?” the words only penetrated when her hand pulled his pants down, getting them off swiftly and then tossing them aside, her hand removing his underwear, revealing his cock for the first time to her.

“Looks like it’s still in its initial sealed form… why don’t I make sure you’ll get your shikai…” she said in a husky voice, trying to make him give in and become submissive, so she wouldn’t have to spend time with him if she found him unworthy.

“Wait a minute!” he tried to keep her from touching his cock, but she never really seemed to listen to it, her hands slowly sliding over the skin while she kept her gaze on his face, a smile playing on her lips. “Oh, it’s going into its Shikai state? This’ll be fun, Kurosaki-sama.”

With a giggle that sounded like a mix between a normal female’s and a hollow attempting to laugh, she began to stroke his now erect cock, her hand going in a slow movement, to cause more pleasure for him.

“I don’t want to make you feel left out.” He managed to say, which caused her to halt for a moment. “You shouldn’t say such things, Kuosaki-sama. It is a servant’s duty to make sure their master gets serviced in any way that will give him pleasure.” And then, she lowered her face, blew over the tip of his cock before opening her mouth, the small remaining pieces of her Hollow Mask touching his leg for a moment.

A hot wetness encased his cock, making his eyes go wide at the realization that there was a woman giving him a blowjob something he had only seen in those mangas which dealt with women doing that to men, but they had never really looked as exotic as this one, as she seemed to be enthusiastic, but he knew that she was an Espada, and a dangerous one at that. But still, the feeling that she managed to well up within him was strange, like there was some sort of connection.

His hands went to her sash, which kept her pants on, the fabric being ripped by his hands, her eyes looking at him with a curious glint in them, his eyes meeting hers and then pushing his finger through her underwear, straight into her pussy, which was already a bit wet from the mere excitement that she was feeling, though the awkward position they were in wasn’t really that hard to maintain for her, she had figured that he would be showing his weak side now that she had the upper hand, though she was mistaken by his actions, which caused a spike of pleasure to come crashing through her body, her eyes looking at him with a new kind of respect.

His hand touched her skin for a moment, before he grabbed her underwear, ripping it with a single movement and then plunging his fingers deep into her pussy. Her eyes went wide as a spike of excitement went through her. That caused her to stop for a moment, letting his other hand grab her waist and bring her down to the floor, with him on top of her, a grunt coming from both of them as she released him. He pushed her to the ground, looking at her with a few black specks beginning to color his eyes. There was a silence as he switched position, so that they looked each other straight in the eyes, a smile on his face that showed that he was either very happy to see her or just about to kill her. The feelings that ran through her at the time were something that was strange, a bleeding wound on her skin being licked by him, his hands, now clawed, having ripped a piece of her skin. There was a silence as they moved, with her trying to get to his cock, the feeling that she was being outsmarted by someone so much younger and a person who was still going to die eventually. There was of course the way that he changed forms to consider, but that was not important.

The sounds of blood being licked off skin was something that excited her, his hands going to her pussy and dipping fingers inside her. There was a silence a moment after that, as he readied himself for penetration, an act of instinct that made it clear that he was not thinking right anymore.

Ichigo felt like it was a dream, that this all wasn’t something real. As she lay under him, he could feel the power of his inner Hollow grow stronger, the desire to dominate her totally being there within his chest as he pressed the tip of his cock against her pussy, his eyes meeting with hers and he pressed himself inside her, feeling little to no resistance. There was a choking feeling within his chest as he pushed himself inside her in one thrust, the flesh parting for him.

There was no pain as she felt herself be penetrated like that for the first time. Vaguely she could remember that the first time usually hurt for women, but it seemed to be different for Arrancar, since they were Hollows in essence and thus would be Hollow. There was a second where she looked him straight in the eyes, before an animalistic growl came from her throat as instinct took over.

Her hands wrapped around his back, her nails raking over the skin, his eyes boring into hers as they kissed, it being more of a forced duel for dominance then a kiss, their tongues dueling within their mouths, the Hollow within Ichigo cheering him on, while Ichigo’s body twisted and crawled, his cock pistoning into Halibel, whose skin was flushed, sweat clinging to it and making the floor under her stained with the sweat that dripped off her body, Ichigo mildly sweating, his nails raking over the floor, creating scratches on the floor, his teeth chattering together slightly, his body stiffening for a moment, as Halibel shuddered, him collapsing on top of her a moment after she had came, his seed going into her pussy, dripping onto the ground as he spent himself inside her, the feeling that this was more of a match that he had won, lording it over her with a grin, with her closing her eyes with a smile on her face.

Ichigo on the other hand, sensed something else on the side, looking over, only to feel something hugging his back. “ICHIGO-KUN!” there was a silence as the shout hung in the air, Ichigo frantically looking around if any of his family or Rukia was awake because of the shout, but when nobody reacted, he looked at his sudden assailant, looking at the wavy green hair that framed her face including the skull on her head. “Nel?” there was a silence as she stared at him. “Does Ichigo-kun want to do the same with Nel-Chan as he did with Halibel-neechan?” Ichigo’s eyes widened as he looked at Nell, who had been in her older form, and not the toddler form, looking at him with her eyes making Ichigo give in. “Alright then… can you wake her up first?”

Nel enthusiastically nodded, grabbing Halibelk by the neck and then opening her mouth and pulling on her tongue, which had the effect of Halibel’s eyesflying out. “heee whaddaya tryin to wo? Wet wo!” the sounds coming from halibel’s mouth were enough to make Ichigo chuckle, with Halibel looking at him for a moment, Nel releasing her tongue, Halibel’s mouth clacking shut with an audible click. There was a moment where Halibel glared at Nel. “Have you come to serve Ichigo-sama too, Neliel?”

Nel nodded, looking at Ichigo for a moment. “Ichigo-kun needs me at his side as his Fraccion. I assume you already took your place as his primera Espada, right?”there was a silence as Halibel nodded, showing the number one tattooed on her body.

“We’ll have to move that number now, I think.” Halibel commented, looking at Ichigo for a moment. “Where do you want me to wear the number one, Ichigo-sama?” there was a moment where he looked at her, then touched her abdomen with his hand, at which she concentrated, the number sliding over the skin towards her abdomen. There was a silence as Ichigo trailed his finger up, to between her breasts, the number sliding with it, before he removed his hand and looked at her. “That was quite some bankai, Ichigo-sama… You’ve filled me up. Neliel, let’s show Ichigo-sama your devotion, he should be ready for more.” There was a silence as Nel nodded, shedding the dress, which fell to the ground a moment later, her eyes looking at ichigo as he looked at her, the other Espada pushing ichigo off, who rolled on the floor.

“Let’s continue this with Ichigo-sama being in Shinigami form, ok?” Nel suggested, it being the preferred form for her, since his human body would be unable to cope with that amount of epicness, Ichigo touching the shinigami button on his uniform as he heard that, standing over his crumpled body in his Shinigami form, looking at the two ladies, both of which pushed him on to the bed, opening his shinigami robe to reveal his underwear, before pausing, lifting him up again and then placing the body on the bed, pulling the covers over it to make it look like it was asleep, then continued their actions, their hands touching his cock for a moment, before both of them moved in closer to each other.

They kissed for a moment, their titflesh touching his cock, his eyes going to their faces, Nel having a blush on her face as she kissed Halibel, who apparently was unmoved at the kissing. There was a silence as they kissed, both of their hands moving to their breasts and mashing them together, looking at him in one movement and then slowly moving their upper bodies up and down, their tits touching his cock in a manner in which he felt both of their breasts enveloping his cock, the flesh being so smooth and soft that he nearly lost himself there. “Come on Ichigo-sama, show us your bankai. Come on, shoot that loveable white reiatsu all over our breasts, come, we want to feel that cum all over our breasts.”

Nel was saying these things while Halibel remained silent, looking at him with her eyes staring straight at him, her eyes meeting his for a moment, her eyes swerving down to his cock then and moved her head down to lick the tip of his cock with her tongue, which brought him dangerously close. “Yes, Halibel-neechan, lick his cock, make him dirty our breasts, make him cum all over us. You want this as much as I do, to feel his cum all over us, to make us into his private whores.”

“You talk too much, Neliel.” She said, looking at her and then fixing Ichigo in place with a stare. “Does Ichigo-sama want to cum between Neliel and mine’s breasts or does he want to stain our faces with his bankai? “ there was a silence as Ichigo looked at the two of them.

Halibel felt great at the moment that he stared at her, the look of his lip trembling a sign that he was close to coming, which made her come too, as she could feel the burning within her pussy, her mind registering that there was something wet on her tits, her looking down to see that he was coming already, her mind registering it and coming too, her face pointing at Ichigo, spirit particles forming in her mouth, Ichigo’s eyes widening.

“MAAAAASSTEEEEEEERRRR!” she screamed as she came, a cero coming from her mouth, hitting him square in the chest, breaking the wall and sending him over Karakura, screaming all the way.

“Get dressed, we’re going after him.” Halibel said as she dressed herself, the uniform getting a bit stained because of the cum still clinging to her body. There was a silence as Nel dressed herself in the gown that she wore, looking at Halibel and then using Sonido to move towards where Ichigo had landed.

Ichigo felt himself go through a roof, landing on something soft, looking down and seeing a certain Urahara Kisuke stare at him with blinking eyes, the fact that he was semi-naked, only his waist being bare and this being a bedroom area leading Ichigo to conclude that this was his bedroom and he had just awoken the ex-captain. There was a silence as they looked at each other for a second, before the door opened and Yoruichi looked inside, seeing the almost naked Ichigo and Kisuke looking at each other. “Oh, it appears I took the wrong time to visit… I’ll leave you boys to your business and tell Tessai not to disturb you. Play nice.”

“Any idea what you’re doing here naked in my room, Kurosaki-kun?” a silence was there, as Ichigo muttered something, his clothing regenerating due to a bankai shifting it to a different state. There was a silence as Ichigo looked at him, a slow smile coming to his face. “I want you to make two gigai for my associates.” There was a momentary silence. “That still doesn’t explain why you crashed through the roof.”

“If you do not make the gigai, your shop will be annihilated by a Cero.” The tone that Ichigo used was somewhat neutral, if making a statement. “I wasn’t aware you were capable of using Cero, Ichigo-kun.”

“WE are.” Halibel intoned as she jumped down the hole in the roof, looking at Urahara with her eyes filled with contempt. “We will annihilate your shop if you do not give us Gigai for no price at all, and will leave you alive.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll make the Gigais. Would you like to borrow some clothing to go with it or just go out naked?” a thwack on his head made him rethink his statement as a green haired woman entered through the roof. “With clothing. Make it as sexy as possible, since we want to impress Ichigo-sama.” There was a silence as Uruhara noted the apparent changes that they wanted, Ichigo raising an eyebrow as Halibel and Nel insisted that they needed to appear EXACTLY as they appeared right now, minus the hollow masks…

“I’m going to school now, you girls play nice with the poor ex-captain. He’s nice enough to make your gigais for free, though you did have him at cero-point. There was a silence as they looked at him, eyebrows raised in unison, looking innocent as a beat-up Urahara worked on their artificial bodies.

There was a silence as Ichigo entered his classroom, his eyes watching the students as they all gathered around Inoue, apparently questioning her on why she was back and in bandages again. It was something that was bothersome, as he stood next to Orihime, asking her if she was alright, and she nearly managed to kick Tatsuki out of a window, by accident or something. He merely shook his head, waiting for the class to end and for school to end, but it was mandatory that he attended it.

In the break, Keigo and Mizuiro approached him. “Yo Ichigo, want to come with us to the mall today? I heard a game was coming out so I thought you’d be willing to join with us.” Ichigo looked at the teenager, sighed deeply. “I’m not sure if I can, I have an appointment with some people, once they get accustomed to this time zone, but when I see them, I’ll ask them if they want to join.”

“Can I join too?” there was a silence as Orihime had spoken. There was a moment that Keigo looked like he’d refuse, but nodded. “I’ll join too then, it’s not safe for Orihime to be out that late.” Soon, Chad and Ishida joined up too, Keigo looking at all of them with tears in his eyes, thinking about how great it was that they would all get to do something cool together.

When school was done, he walked outside, Keigo rambling on about their mall trip, until the boy stopped. “Woah…” Ichigo looked at the direction Keigo was looking at, seeing a woman with dusky skin stand there, a pair of sunglasses perched on her nose, a small top which showed cleavage, around it, with some jeans as finalizing accessory.

To her left stood a young woman with green hair, wearing a light red dress, which clashed a bit with her hair, but left almost nothing to the imagination as it clung to her body. Her reaction was immediate once she spotted Ichigo. “ICHIGO-KUUUN!” there was a silence as she nearly seemed to warp next to him, hugging him with full force and nearly toppling him over, her bountiful assets against his chest. “I missed you so much Ichigo-sama.”

“ICHIGO! You know this woman?” Keigo said in astonishment, until Halibel came closer. “Ahh, the heavens have smiled upon me…” reaching to touch the dark-skinned goddess of tits, a foot clad with sneakers crashed into his face. “Ichigo-sama, I am at your disposal.” There was a silence after that statement, which had been said in nearly a whisper, Ichigo and some other people who stood close catching it, before she latched onto Ichigo, shoving Nel to the side a little bit. “I want to fuck you again, Ichigo-sama.” She whispered in his ear.

“Why does Ichigo always get the hot chicks! Nooo!” Keigo’s natural drama made itself known once again and Ichigo sent him a look. “Why don’t you try asking a woman out first. Now, ladies, shall we go to the mall together with these people or shall I show you to my place, to meet with my family?”

“I want to go to this mall you are talking of, Ichigo-sama.” “I just follow you wherever you go, Ichigo-sama.” There was a silence as they looked at him, then both looked at Orihime. “Hello Boobies-chan/pet-sama.” There was a silence after that, as they both looked at Orihime, with Orihime staring back, trying to recall where she had met them before. “Don’t fight, Halibel, Neliel.” They looked at Ichigo and pressed themselves against him tightly, before going to stand at both sides of Ichigo, looking at every girl with a glare.

“Kurosaki, where did you meet these women?” As they walked to the mall, Ishida asked the question. “On holiday.” That was the truth, since Hueco Mundo was a desert, and while they had been there, it had been something akin to a holiday in a different country, just a more lethal country.

There was a moment when both Arrancar looked at each other, before they took Ichigo into the nearest clothing store, going to select a nice outfit for him, in an instinct any girlfriend learns instantly of when having a boyfriend. As Ichigo emerged, he was dressed in a radically different outfit, his wallet being a lot emptier too, though he supposed that it was something that he would have to bear, getting a rather high allowance from his dad with which he did nothing.

“Ok, let’s do a blow job contest when we get to Ichigo-sama’s house, Hali-neechan.” Nel commented against Halibel, which caused Orihime to walk straight into a supporting pillar, hurting only her pride a little bit, though she immediately claimed that she had been a bit distracted. There was a silence as they looked at the girl before Ichigo commented that he had seen enough of the new game, Halibel and Neliel looking at their Ichigo-sama the entire time, following behind him, falling into step together.

There was a silence as they walked towards Ichigo’s home, seeing the damage to the roof from afar, wondering just how this was all explained, a repair crew being busy to fix the hole by placing a bigger window in it.

“I’m home!” Ichigo shouted as he pulled off his shoes, slipping into slippers, giving a look to Nel and Halibel to do the same. There was a silence as Isshin Kurosaki appeared in the door opening, his foot lashing out. “HELLLOOOOO ICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGOOOOOOOO!” his foot was caught in midair, a punch delivered to his crotch, his foot twisted, a punch being given to his chest, making him out of breath. When he fell to the floor, he was in agony, ichigo watching Halibel and Nel look at the man. “You do not assault the master without us stepping in.”

“That’s my father.” Ichigo commented, Isshin looking up and seeing Halibel stand there, Nel to the side. “Finally my son brings home women! Masaki, I AM SO PROUD!” there was a wail from the man as he ran to the poster and rubbed his cheek against the poster, looking at the woman pictured there. There was a silence as Halibel looked at the strange behavior. “Dad, can they stay over for dinner?” there was a silence as the man turned to him. “In fact, I insist they stay for dinner. The repair crew that fixed your room after a meteor must have hit has just left before you came In, so your room is free to use once more.”

As Ichigo and his women departed for his room, Isshin looked at them, then at Yuzu who came into the room, Karin following suit. “Yuzu prepare for 7 people, Ichigo has some guests over.” Karin raised her eyebrow. “Is is that Chad fellow and Tatsuki?” there was a silence as Isshin looked at the girl. “Karin… Your brother has women in his room, at least of Orihime-standards.”

“Really? Dream on, Ichigo would never be able to get such women with his stubbornness.” The girl acted dismissed about the way that her father rambled out, preferring to get to see the women first before casting judgment.

“Ok, me and Hali-neechan wanted to do a blow job contest, so whoever makes you feel the best wins and gets to be your personal slave for a week, while the other gets to boss her around too.” There was a hint of smugness within Nel’s voice as she unclothed herself, the dress falling to the ground soon after Halibel took off her top, her body swaying in a seductive motion. “Unbutton your pants please, Ichigo-sama.” There was a hint of command within her voice, though if it came to it, he knew he would be able to command her. It must have been an unwritten law that he who dominates the female hollow gets to command her, or something, though he didn’t recall ever dominating Nel, though that might have been because he treated her kindly.

“Now, I’ll start.” Nel commented, getting to her knees as Ichigo seated himself in his desk chair, waiting for her to start. Her hand grasped his cock a second later, giving it small jerks and he watched Halibel seat herself on his bed, looking at them go at it. His cock was hard as Nel took it in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head, creating a loveable tension that was good for him, before she took him in farther, saliva beginning to cover his balls as she drooled all over him, her mouth fitting his cock like a glove, only taking about 7/8th of it in her mouth since there was a lack of space within her throat and her not being able to use her throat muscles in such a manner to do without vomiting, which she didn’t really like. There was a feeling of fullness within her mouth as she moaned softly, the feeling of his cock within her throat being the border to her own wetness, a horniness settling over her.

Ichigo could not describe Nel’s mouth, as it was wet, hot and a lot of her drool seemed to cover his cock, her tongue touching his cock, slurping noises coming from her mouth as she worked him to her best attempts.

“NEECHAN!” a voice sounded, a plushie jumping from the closet, ichigo frowning a little as it tried to latch itself to halibel’s chest, Halibel grabbing it by the neck. “You shall not touch my breasts, only Ichigo-sama has that privilege.”

“Ichigo, you bastard! You keep hogging those women for yourself!” without ceremony, Halibel kicked the plushie out of the window, her aim unshaken by the moment, the sound of the plushie cursing being heard.

There was a grunt, Ichigo’s hands going to Neliel’s head and then forcing her down on his cock as he came, his seed spurting into her mouth and dribbling slightly out of her mouth as she struggled to get some air, the feeling of being forced down on a cock not being one of the nicest in existence, but she came too at the same time, with him, their feelings being somehow linked since they were so close to each other most of the time. There was a silent feeling within Ichigo’s chest that Halibel would be a lot better at this, as she got up and smiled like a shark.

“Now, let me please Ichigo-sama.” Halibel said as Nel got to the bed, gulping down the semen of Ichigo. Ichigo watched the dusky skinned woman come closer, his little ichigo still being down for the count. There was a silence as Halibel kneeled, taking his cock in her hands and slowly began to slide the foreskin up and off, her eyes captivating him as she bowed her head, taking it in her mouth and then applying suction which was enough to make his eyes widen at the force that she put behind it. Her tongue seemed to be possessed as it ran over the underside, even in the most sensitive spots, the feelings that coursed through his body being of sheer lust, as she worked him like a vacuum, a groan being all that it took to signal that he was coming, with her mouth taking it all.

“That was quick…” Nel muttered as she stared at Halibel, who looked at Ichigo with a smile on her face, showing sharp white teeth that made him go a bit white in the face. “I think dinner is about done, so why don’t we go downstairs?” he suggested, Halibel laying her head on ichigo’s lap, his hand reaching for her hair and stroking It for a few moments, his mind thinking about what great things had happened within 24 hours. “Ichi-niisan? Dinner is… ready…” the door had swung open, Karin almost barging in, but Neliel looked at her, as undressed as she was. “We’ll be right down.” Ichigo said, Karin’s head swerving towards Ichigo, a light blush staining her cheeks as she literally rushed out of the room.

“Ok… that was your sister, right?” Ichigo nodded absently, getting is pants back on while Halibel and Neliel grabbed their clothing and put it back on.

“Ichi-niisan does have two women in his room.” Karin intoned as she entered the living room, where Yuzu was setting the table. There was a moment of silence that followed that statement, as Yuzu put on an extra two seats for the guests, Rukia and Isshin already seated.

Ichigo entered with his usual flair, Halibel and Neliel following him and seating themselves on the chair next to him, both of his sides flanked by them. There was a silence as Ichigo closed his eyes, his body in calmness, until he looked at Karin. “Please forget what you saw.”

Against his father, he said: “This is Halibel, and that is Neliel. They are going to be living with us as personal assistants.” Halibel and Neliel bowed before Isshin who immediately began to rave on about his son growing up to be a man and that he was so proud of him.

“Alright, Karin, Yuzu, Rukia, these are my private assistants, so don’t bother them too much. If you bother them a little too much, they might react irritated, which is not really good for your health.” There was a silence as both Halibel and Neliel looked at Ichigo and gave him a kiss on the side of his head.

Later that night, a plushie snuck into Ichigo’s room, all indignant that it had been thrown out, about to say something to Ichigo, who lay there naked against a green-haired chick, until something behind him tapped him on the shoulder. There was a silence as Kon turned around, looking at yellow eyes staring at him, a threatening growl coming from the Arrancar’s throat. “NEECHAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!” the scream rent through the air, Halibel grabbing the plushie and throwing him out of the door, into the hallway.

That was the last thing they would hear of Kon that night.

“A Hollow was spotted in your room.” The words caused him to stir, looking at Rukia for a moment, until a scowl was sent at her. “In case you did not notice, I don’t HAVE hollows in my room. In fact, I want you to get out, NOW!” and that sparked an argument which was interrupted by Halibel grabbing Rukia by the throat. “Ichigo-sama, shall I execute her?” Ichigo shook his head at that. “Let the Shinigami deal with her own troubles.” There was a silence after that as Rukia was thrown from the room…

20 years later, Ichigo came to Soul Society, dressed in white in his Hollow uniform, to visit his father, who had taken up permanent residence there, after Karakura had been decimated by Aizen. “your cloak please. The girls want to play captain and arrancar with me.” Wordlessly, Isshin handed Ichigo his coat. When questioned by Yamamoto about it, a stained cloak fell from the air, in front of Isshin with a note attached, only able to be read by him.

Aizen is Dead. Get holiday leave to Earth and make sure that you take Yuzu and Karin with you. We’ll attack within a month’s time, using Hyougoku.

Ichigo Kurosaki

The month passed quickly, Isshin getting a holiday time on Earth, by Yamamoto, who knew the man needed some time off. Soul Society fell in a bloody mess after Ichigo’s attack, which named him the Scourge of Soul Society, since nothing shinigami had survived, save those who were unable to fight, like the wounded, who were herded in 4th division and kept there, when the Hollows and Arrancar left, Ichigo telling them to rebuild and make sure to never bother them again…

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Pretty lengthy story, has the pairings Ichinell and Ichibel…

I hope it was liked

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