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A Shifting of Life	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > General Views: 20784 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: A Shifting of Life

Fandom: Bleach

Part: 12

Series: A Shifting World

Characters/Pairings: Ichigo,

Warnings: Nudity, some talk about mean behavior

Word count: 1,525

AN: As of this chapter, I have added, 1,991 words to this story. That's not bad for 12 chapters. On average that is just a little bit over 165 words per chapter added. I'm doing pretty good all things considered.

I hope that you're enjoying this rewrite and are anticipating the sequel. Which will happen eventually. I'm working on it.

Slowly.

Enjoy.

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Moaning in delight as she slowly sank into the water of the hot spring, Ichigo hummed as the water worked on her sore muscles and healing the bruises she had gotten during her training. Yoruichi had come and gone for the day, taking Rangiku and Nanao both with her. She had said something about plotting something for Ichigo, which she had quickly gotten used to in the last two weeks since she had gotten back to the Seireitei.

Urahara had found out which chromosomes had been targeted by the serum that Szayel had used the day before and was working on figuring out the formula. Ulquiorra joined him on occasion at Rangiku’s dining room table to decode the notes. Ichigo on the other hand had been training until she dropped. He had learned even more about her now female body by talking with Rangiku and Nanao before she got drunk afterwards in an attempt to forget about the conversation.

And of course, she had discovered that having sex while drunk was a very interesting experience. More so when your partner was one Rangiku Matsumoto.

Sighing as she sank further into the hot water, Ichigo splashed a bit before wincing hard at a cramp that shot through her groin. Another lovely little surprise that had popped up was a menstrual cycle that she had to work through during her training. A cramp could take her down faster than a sword through her gut could apparently.

“Damn pink haired bastard had to get a hair up his ass and do this to me,” Ichigo muttered unhappily. She turned her mind back to her training. The first week had been all about getting her balance back before they had moved onto sword play and learning how to balance with Zangetsu in her hands. She was getting better though and was learning Kido alongside everything else which left her busy.

Blinking as Ulquiorra slipped into the water across from her, wearing a towel around his waist, Ichigo blushed and smiled at the Arrancar, glad that he had worn it.

“Is Urahara driving you nuts again?” she asked him as he settled into the water.

“Yes, he is. How is it that you deal with him?” the pale Espada asked her, gazing over at his charge. Most of her body was covered by the water and towel, but her shoulders and the barest hint of the swell of her breasts were visible to his eyes. He was finding it harder to stop himself from just pouncing upon her, or just holding her close and burying his face into her neck. Or even better to his view, her cleavage.

“I deal with him because I kind of have to and I do respect him,” Ichigo replied before she winced as another cramp jabbed through her. Ulquiorra sighed and moved so that he was sitting next to her, pulling her onto his lap and rubbing at where he knew the cramps were. He smiled as she blushed at the move but still sighed and relaxed under the massage, her eyes closing as the cramp dissipated faster. “Thanks,” she sighed as she rested back against the Espada, feeling him sink a bit further to slump down on the seat in the water.

“I spoke with Unohana-san about how best to relieve your cramps and she suggested a very gentle application of reiatsu to the area, preferably with a hot towel or water on the area. She said it was better than a hot water bottle,” Ulquiorra said, making Ichigo smirk and nod.

“I think I might be a bad influence on you, Ulquiorra-san. You’re talking more often,” she teased, feeling him snort as he buried his nose into her hair. His fingers had settled over where the cramps were the worst, rubbing in small circles that were warmer than her skin, making her relax even more. Sighing yet again, Ichigo let the hot water and gentle fingers soothe her into not even noticing that her towel was slipping dangerously low, giving her pale companion a show. Humming, she smiled as she felt cool lips press a soft kiss to her neck, opening her eyes and looking down before readjusting her towel.

“We really should head back to Rangiku’s place. It’s my turn to make dessert tonight and Yuzu was nice enough to send me a recipe for those amazing single serve chocolate cakes,” she hummed. With a sigh, she pulled away from the Arrancar, much to Ulquiorra’s displeasure.

“I suppose we should,” Ulquiorra mused, watching as Ichigo stepped out of the hot spring with a smile, stepping behind a boulder. Following her example, the Cuarta Espada moved to stand and moved around another boulder where his things were waiting for him, drying and dressing quickly as Ichigo muttered about sports bras and other underwear.

“You need to keep your boobs from bouncing into your face all the time, so no complaining otherwise I’ll have you wear what the rest of us wear,” came the sung line. The two looked around their respective boulders to find out who had talked. They found Yoruichi standing there, looking smug about something or another while Soi-Fon stood next to her, looking none to happy with being there.

“Yoruichi-san,” Ulquiorra greeted her before he returned to dressing. Ichigo stepped out from behind her own boulder, messing with her sleeveless, high neck shirt, and wearing a pair of jeans that looked as if they had gone against a pair of scissors and lost. Her training clothes had been shoved into a duffle bag that was slung over her shoulder.

“What are you two doing back here anyways?” she asked, brushing a hand through her wet hair as she gazed at the other woman.

“I needed to show Soi-Fon where your training is being held at the moment. She’s going to help me create some more complicated maneuvers for you since you seem to be learning faster than what we thought you would,” Yoruichi told them.

“It’s not my fault. I don’t exactly have much else to do beyond practice my maneuvers, train, do my homework, cook, and be a human pincushion for Urahara. Everyone else right now are busy with setting up the new shinigami who just graduated, so it’s not like I’m real high on their list right now,” Ichigo snorted. Ulquiorra came up behind her and placed a hand on her lower back, getting a smile from her. Soi-Fon’s eyes narrowed as Yoruichi smirked, poking her in her side before she turned back to Ichigo.

“Ah, that reminds me. Rangiku-chan wants you to head on over to the Eleventh division for something. I think it was for a kimono tailor,” the cat like woman said, smirking at the wide eyed look on Ichigo’s face. “Please, don’t tell that you forgot about the Spring Festival that’s happening next week, Ichi.”

“No I didn’t forget. I just didn’t think that any of you would actually want me there,”Ichigo said, shifting on her feet as she blushed.

“Oh, Ichigo. Of course we want you there,” Yoruichi said, walking over to her and smoothing her hair down. “Didn’t Rukia tell you that Byakuya wanted to by your escort?” she asked, getting a shake of her head. “Well, he does. How about you go and swing on by the sixth and talk with him before you hit the house and then the Eleventh?”

“I can do that. Though I’m thinking that I should suggest that you keep the midget away from me though,” Ichigo sighed. She had a bad feeling suddenly. Kissing Yoruichi’s cheek, she bowed to Soi-Fon before she shunpoed off, Ulquiorra following after her after he gave the two women a quick bow.

“I am so not going to tell her that she had disappointed sweet, little Hanataro by not responding to his invitation to the Fall festival. Especially since I have a very bad feeling that Rukia hadn’t told her about his invitation either,” Yoruichi drawled. She shook her head as her companion gave her a questioning look.

“Why would you say that?” she asked as they turned to survey the training grounds and its layout.

“Do you really want to see Ichigo go on a mood swing on Rukia? I’m suddering at what the destruction would be, along with the following sulking. We’d end up having to head out to the Living world and buying out a store’s supply of sweet and salty snacks, and their chocolate,” she snorted, shaking her head as Soi-Fon shuddered hard. As sweet and calm Ichigo was at the moment, she was still very much Ichigo. She was still hurt by betrayal or lies from friends, and would fight with Rukia, physically if it came down to it.

Either way, it would not be a pretty sight.

“Right. Let’s not tell her but we’ll have to spread around that information that Rukia was hiding things,” Soi-Fon agreed, shaking her head and pointing out a few areas that would help them train Ichigo.
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