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Wedding Night Mishap	By : picabone99 Category: Bleach > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4778 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Wedding Night Mishap
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-5a
- 7-6
- 8-7
- 9-7a
- 10-8
- 11-9
- 12-10
- 13-11
- 14-12
- 15-13
- 16-13a
- 17-14
- 18-15
- 19-16
- 20-17
- 21-17a
- 22-epilogue
- 23-1st bonus
- 24-promised bonus
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Once everyone had cleared the Garganta, Byakuya and Urahara immediately put their Divisions to work: assisting with the set up the healer's area, sending some lower seats into Los Noches to notify the residents that the Divisions were there, and supervising the set-up of the command tent.
Byakuya, Urahara, and the top seated officers were in the process of going over the records from previous missions, as well as Aizen's journal, when Gantenbainne Mosqueda, a former natural-born Espada from before Aizen's take-over, arrived. Looking around the tent, Mosqueda was slightly taken aback to see Ichigo sitting down at the paper-covered desk as he had always leaned over it and was right in the middle of the discussion. Confusing him further was the presence of Jushiro Ukitake, since he had seen no other members of any Divisions other than those of the Healer's, 6th, and Visored. Shrugging his shoulders and vowing quietly to himself to get answers to settle his curiousity later, Mosqueda then coughed to get everyone's attention.
"Hai, hai," Kisuke said without looking up. "We know you're there, now come over here since we can talk better if you aren't clear on the other side of the room."
Feeling his face begin to heat up with embarassment before pushing it down, Mosqueda approached the desk, taking a spot next to Renji.
"If all goes well, mi amigo, this will be the mission that finally clears out any lingering traces of Aizen," Starrk said, lifting his head and making eye contact with the former Espada. The two of them shared a smile at the thought of having their home back again and free from any lingering traces of the power-hungry mad-man.
"That is...there are no words to express how fantastic it will be to have our home back again. We have been moving back into areas that were deemed clear and safe by previous missions, but to have the final ''all-clear''...There will be much celebration," Mosqueda said. "Where is the last area?"
Byakuya spoke up this time.
"We have been informed that it is the King's Suite. We are rather hopeful that it will not be too much of an ordeal, since the traitor's notes indicate that he never set foot within the chambers. Once cleared, Yamamoto-So-Taicho wishes for the new king to be appointed quickly. The Soul King has been feeling the strain, trying to hold the balance by himself."
Mosqueda looked like he had been smacked in the face, he was so shocked at what he heard from Byakuya. Sputtering for a moment, he finally drew in a deep breath and calmed down, before speaking again.
"I can see that it is a good thing that I came out to meet all of you then. There are some things that you need to be educated about, concerning the King's Suite and how our Kings are appointed. Might as well make yourselves comfortable, like Ichigo already has."
Those gathered around the table shared puzzled looks but did as told, summoning lesser seats and having them find more chairs, as well as tea. Once everyone was seated and had a cup, expectant faces turned and focused all their attention on Mosqueda. Before he could begin his explanation however, the entrance was flung open by Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.
"What tha fuck? Are we gonna do this or not? Everything's all set up, then some lower level moron comes around an' tells me ta stand down. That tha Taicho are havin' "story time"," Grimmjow snorts in disgust. "I'd like ta get this shit done an' over with today sometime."
Byakuya fixed a stern gaze on Grimmjow, "It is never wise to engage without full knowledge of your opponent or terrain. If information can be found to remedy any gaps in the knowledge, then the opportunity to fill them in should be taken if there is the time available."
Urahara just grinned behind the fan he pulled from nowhere, before gesturing with his free hand at an empty chair.
"Sit and learn something, my impatient healer. Now, Mosqueda, please tell us what you feel is needed."
Everyone ignored Grimmjow grumbling in the background and re-focused their attention on the former Espada in front of them.
"Well, you know that Hollows had evolved without any outside help and set up Los Noches, right? About the same time as the Seireitei?"
Seeing affirmative nods and hearing Urahara's comment about pluses needing to be balanced by negatives, Mosqueda felt encouraged and spoke with more confedence.
"When Los Noches was first inhabited, the King was determined by fights. Whoever was the strongest, was the ruler. As more and more Hollows evolved to Arrancar level, and had different abilities, the fights became so all encompassing and voilent that very few survived. The top level Hollows were decimating themselves. You can still see the wasteland around us that was caused by those early fights."
Seeing the shock and surprise on the many faces, Mosqueda snorted.
"Not all of Huecho Mundo is such a barren wasteland. But anyway, one King finally realized what was happening to the population and environment of Los Noches and took steps to stop the chaos and waste. He retired into his room one day and never came out. After many weeks had passed, someone finally got the courage to break down the door he had locked after himself. Once in the room, the searcher found no sign of the King, the crown, or the sceptor. Just a note."
Ichigo shot a puzzled glance at Starrk and spoke up.
"Why haven't you told me any of this? For that matter, why didn't anyone in Soul Society tell me about this?"
Starrk reached over and placed one of his large hands on Ichigo's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Mi vida, I am simply devestated that I was unable to give you this knowledge, but I must confess that this is the primero time I have heard this story."
Ichigo looked absolutely frozen in shock when he heard that. Before he could shake it off enough to speak, Mosqueda spoke again.
"He is quite correct. Coyote Starrk never lived within Los Noches before Aizen took it over. This story was really only common knowledge to those who were residents before the take over. We never shared the story with Aizen, simply because he would not have wanted to hear that he was never the rightful King. The King who dissapeared set in motion the rules to choose a King, and right of conquest is no longer recognized as a valid method of providing a King: merely a conqueror."
"So...," Grimmjow said, looking intrigued. "What was on tha note and how did it keep everyone from just fightin' till tha last one was standin'?"
Taking a sip of his, by now, completely cooled tea to soothe his dry throat, Mosqueda continued, after pushing his questions regarding Starrk and Ichigo to one side for later inquery.
"The note detailed exactly what the King had done and how it was futile to fight against it, but for time purposes I will sum it up. According to the note, anyone who fancied themselves to be King material merely had to enter the rooms, alone. If they exited the room wearing the crown and bearing the sceptor, they were the new King. There was much laughter and scoffing, and those who were waiting to challenge the King would just have ignored the note and fought for the kingship like they always had, except for one little fact. The note clearly stated that anyone attempting to reign without the crown and sceptor wouldn't make it. After a lot of arguing, someone was finally pushed into the room and the door shut behind him. He was never seen again. After more dithering and arguing, others went into the room, also never to be seen again."
Pausing for another sip, Mosqueda then continued.
"Finally a female Alpha entered the room and came back out the next morning wearing the crown and bearing the sceptor. It has been passed down through the eons that she was extremely bloodied and weary. There are many stories about the fights that occured, both before anyone entered the room and the fights that occured after the Alpha exited the room. But it was eventually determined that the Vanished King knew what he was doing and his note was true. No one can be King any more without the crown and sceptor, and conquest doesn't work. Something always happens to those who do not follow this order."
Byakuya had an extremely thoughtful expression on his face.
"Then, if I am understanding this correctly, Aizen never entered those rooms. Los Noches has been completely cleared since the last mission and the only danger left from those rooms is inherent to them because of the...challenge left behind to choose a new King. Correct?"
Everyone looked stunned at his reasoning, but, before long, chuckles were heard, followed by laughter as the tension of going into battle was replaced by relief and joy.
Urahara shot up, out of his chair, and gave a triumphant shake of his fan.
"This means that we just have to stick around and watch to see who becomes King!"
"Any suggestions on who we should shove through the door?" Ichigo asked.
Everyone settled down and looked at the orange-hair Visored.
"What do you mean, koibito? It sounds like anyone is allowed to enter and try to achieve the Kingship."
Ichigo glared at Byakuya, before answering.
"Yeah, I got that. However, it also sounds like it can take quite awhile to have one come back out. We are on a bit of a time limit if we want it to be done on our watch, and not given to any other Divisions. And don't forget, we were told that the Spirit King is feeling the strain of holding the two worlds. Although that is up in the air for time, after all, feeling strain is different from being told that he is getting ready to collapse."
"Forgive me," Mosqueda chimed in. "What is the time limit you are laboring under? I agree that if the Spirit King is being to feel the strain that potentials should be found and the testing process begun immediately, since it can take quite awhile to have one come back out of the room alive, but, such waits between Kings have occured before, on both sides. The King will hold and recover."
Starrk rose from his chair and moved until he was standing behind Ichigo. Placing one hand on Ichigo's shoulder and the other on Byakuya, who was seated on the other side of Ichigo from where Starrk had been.
"Ichigo is a Beta and entered his heat years too early, debido a Mayuri and Szayel. I will tell you the whole historia later, when we have everyone together, so I will only have to speak the once. When he entered his heat, he took as mates both Byakuya and myself. The time limit that he speaks of, is his pregnancy. Nuestro querido is expecting three cubs and can not stay on site for years until a new King is chosen. Our Divisions will have to return to Soul Society and others sent in our place."
Mosqueda was stunned for a moment, then felt a smile form.
"My friends, this is wonderful news! Congratulations!"
"Thanks," Ichigo said. "But my question still stands, who should we shove into the room? Are there any traits the winners had in common? That would narrow down the search and give us the highest chance for success."
Mosqueda looked thoughtful, then hesitantly spoke up.
"All were incredibly powerful. The kind of power that would have had them standing after the fights that used to occur for the throne."
"That's a good start," Urahara said. "Anything else you can think of? Do you want to go confer with anyone else about this?"
Mosqeda shook his head in the negative, still with that thoughtful expression on his face, and held up his forefinger, asking wordlessly for a moment.
While he thought, Byakuya signaled for more tea to be served, Starrk began to rub Ichigo's shoulders gently, causing the pregnant Visored to purr in bliss, and Urahara sent off Shinji to inform Yamamoto-So-Taicho of the news. Ukitake stood in his place behind Ichigo, not saying anything, as it wasn't his place to interfere since it wasn't his mission. His only concern was to keep Ichigo safe. Quiet conversations soon began to fill the tent while they waited on Mosqueda to rouse from his thoughts.
"They all were rather adept at forward thinking," Mosqueda suddenly said, surprising those in the tent.
Clearing his throat, Urahara voiced the question, "What do you mean?"
"Those who succeeded all could plan ahead. Some were masters at strategy, some were amazing at managing resources, others could predict what the other Hallows would do. Do you see? Every successful challenger was extremely powerful and could plan ahead. Find someone like that, and it's the best odds for a successful and quick end for your mission."
Urahara grinned and held his arms open.
"Well then, I would be happy to offer myself-"
Urahara was cut off mid-sentence when the book Ichigo grabbed off of the table and threw, hit him in the face.
"No. Just no way. The only way you manage being Taicho is because of Tessai. There is no way in this life or the next that anyone who knows you would ever let you get into another position of responsibility. I still can't believe anyone gave you this one."
There was a snort of laughter from Grimmjow, that he quickly smothered and replaced with an innocent look when Urahara turned to face him.
Mosqueda covered his smile with his hand.
"You are not a Hollow and therefor you cannot become King here, but thank you for your generous offer."
Ukitake knew he shouldn't say anything, he wasn't officially here for the mission after all, but he knew the perfect person to send into the room for the challenge and it needed to be said.
"I am sorry for intruding into the conversation, but I feel that I have a duty to point out that the perfect candidate is, indeed, within the room."
Feeling everyone's eyes upon him, Ukitake firmed his expression and continued.
"Starrk would meet the qualifications told to us. He is most definately a Hollow. He is immensly, incredably, almost unbelievably strong. Starrk is also most adept at strategy, as has been proven on numerous occasions over the many missions he has been assigned."
Starrk felt Ichigo tense under his hands and gave him a comforting squeeze.
"I do indeed fit the description; however, it is necesario to point out that I have a pregnant Beta, as well as a co-Alpha to consider."
Mosqueda's face lit up when Starrk mentioned that he had a co-Alpha.
"That's right!" He exclaimed. "That gives you even more of an advantage, because those in a triad mating have to bring the other Alpha with. The Vanished King wrote that into the rules he left behind."
Byakuya and Starrk shared a look.
"If you would all be so good as to leave for a moment? The three of us need to have a discussion about this."
Mosqueda looked puzzled, "Why? All the Primera Alpha has to say is yes or no. What is there to discuss?"
Starrk heaved a sigh.
"We have not yet come to a decision on who is the Primera. Ichigo has told us that it will need to be done before we leave to go back to the Seireitei."
Looking shocked at this information, Mosqueda followed the others out of the room. Ukitake closed the tent flaps after himself.
"How did that occur? Normally the Primera Alpha is chosen during the first stage of heat, allowing for no confusion later."
Urahara snaped open his fan again, before speaking up.
"It's part of that long story Starrk promised you. Ichigo never had a first stage. He went right into second stage and Starrk and Byakuya have been stepping around the issue ever since. Ichigo got involved just recently, I gather. Apparently he is fed up over them arguing and giving sometimes conflicting orders."
Letting out a loud laugh, Grimmjow drew everyone's attention.
"This is perfect then. Starrk will be tha Primera automactically, since Byakuya can't be tha King. Ichigo's problem is solved without any o' them raising a finger."
Hearing the tent flaps behind them, everyone turned to look. Starrk was standing behind Ichigo, with both hands placed on the smaller males shoulders. Ichigo was scowling, more so then normal, and not meeting anyone's gaze, with his hands placed on the baby bump that was obvious when he was standing. Byakuya stood to the left of Starrk, and slightly behind. His stoic visage giving away no information.
"Grimmjow is correcto. It has been decided that Byakuya and I shall enter the suite. I will attempt to become King, and Byakuya shall assist me as the Segundo Alpha of the triad. Ukitake, por favor, come take your charge and guard him well. Mosqueda," Starrk turned and faced the other Espada. "Take us to the suite."

Man, Byakuya and Starrk got lucky. They didn't need to fight or anything to decide on the Primera Alpha. I also like how convienent it was that Mosqueda knew so much. I got to say, being the author is like playing Sims3, but with a lot more power. Mwahaha.
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