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The
Twisted Flower Blooms Again

How to describe
Christmas so far. It could be summed up in a few words for Kaien
Kurosaki. It had been nerve-wracking, but that had been taken care of thanks to
a simple �yes�. It had been surprising, that from a sword spirit receiving a
sword, which he still couldn�t entirely explain without coming to the
conclusion that part of his soul was now a woman. That
was only because they had melded together more than she had become a part of
his inner world, since doing that was impossible because he was his own
inner world.

The thought still kind of disturbed
him.

There had been exhilarating, emotional,
and indescribable all rolled into one through a gift that could only be given
once. He knew he would never forget that night for the rest of his life.

And then there would be mortifying.
That had been going on for a while now. He couldn�t even look at Asuka
without her winking at him or giving him a smile that said way too well how
much she had already gathered. Her senses were second only to his, and he knew
even if she couldn�t smell any concrete evidence, she could tell from scent
alone if a woman was claimed or not.

That wasn�t to say there weren�t
flings in Hueco Mundo, in
fact that would be furthest from the truth being that instinct ran rampant and
urges were denied very little, but the fact that virgins smelled different was
realized very quickly once the threat of war left and Arrancars
could try to obtain a somewhat normal life. Considering this was the Living
World, the smell was all the more prominent, as was the difference between the
two. He was sure Chad
could probably tell the difference too thanks to his mixed heritage, but the
bronze giant had shown no difference in demeanor so far, or shown in any way
that he even suspected anything. Kaien thanked God for his friend�s mercy.

They were currently eating
breakfast after the gifts had all been opened, and it was pretty much a
first-come-first-serve scenario, as many of the kids had rushed away to play
with their new gifts rather than bothering to eat. If they were hungry, they
would come; that was the great thing about having a buffet-style setting for
the food.

Other than Asuka however, everyone
else was none the wiser, and if Halibel and Ulquiorra
knew anything they had wisely chosen to keep their mouths shut. Being that it
was a laid-back day where even the Soul Reapers that had come could take the
day off, the traditional black shihakushou was practically nowhere to be seen.
Regular kimonos or more casual dress had been adopted for the day, and Kaien
had to admit Kin looked absolutely amazing in the pair of jeans she was
wearing. How she had managed to get them on he would never know, but he
couldn�t really bring himself to care being that he was too entranced with her
movements in them to bother wondering. Even a few of the captains had opted for
more worldly dress rather than the age-old Soul Society kimonos. Kaien now had
a very good idea what Jyushiro Ukitake
had seen in Retsu Unohana,
other than her kind personality that could melt the heart of even a Hollow, if
they had one anyway. Damn if she couldn�t fill out a t-shirt.

He too had changed out of his
pajamas of course, not like he had worn them long anyways, but they were just
another thing used to give the affect that he had stayed in bed all night.
Well, he had stayed in bed all night, but he hadn�t been wearing
pajamas, nor was it his bed, and it wasn�t exactly for the use of sleeping. But
hey, other than that, he had stayed in bed all night. The only reason he
had even changed out of his muscle shirt was because Kin had noticed rather
embarrassedly that the marks on his back went out to his shoulders, so they
were still slightly visible. He had laughed, and that earned him a punch to the
shoulder that still kind of smarted, but he had changed into a t-shirt and a
pair of black cargo pants.

He was his mother�s son, after all.

Speaking of his mother, she was
walking over to him right now. She was still in her kimono naturally, as her
belly had swollen just enough to make her regular pants uncomfortable and she
wasn�t one to wear maternity clothes. Ever. �Like your gifts this year?� she
asked happily as she hugged her son�s neck from behind, since he was still
sitting down.

Kaien nearly choked again and had
to forcefully stop the blood that wanted to rush up to his face at the
question. Thankfully his mother had no idea about his favorite gift of the
season. Swallowing his mouthful carefully, Kaien put a hand on one of his
mother�s arms. �In other words, �when can we play your new video games?�� he
answered sarcastically, and he could practically feel Tatsuki�s pout.

�Is it not okay for me to like my
son�s interests? I was the one who got you into video games in the first
place!� She gave him a soft rap upside the head for safe measure.

�Ow
jeez!� he laughed, �fine, fine! No need to get violent!� So as unlikely as it
may seem, the mother and son left to play video games of all things together.
At least he would be able to get away from Asuka for a little while this way.
He didn�t know how much longer he was going to be able to put up with it.

Kin merely watched them go with
veiled amusement, absolutely oblivious to Asuka�s innuendo. �Sometimes I wonder
why he�s still into those things. He can do more than most of those games�
heroes, so why bother?�

Asuka grinned cattily. �He likes
the storylines. It�s not often in real life that characters can go through that
much crap and still end up together.� For some reason, Kin coughed. �And it
goes without saying they both like beating things up without having to worry
about any consequences.�

The golden-eyed woman rolled her
eyes. �I forgot about that one.�

�It�s good training too. Those
first-person shooters really train hand-eye coordination and reaction times.�

Kin stared at the person who had
said that. She had never figured the stuck-up Quincy as a gamer. �And when did you get into
video games?�

Souken adjusted his glasses as a
physical instead of audible scoff. �Kaien showed me their usefulness in Hueco Mundo.�

�In other words he got tired of
being left out of me, Chad,
and Kaien�s gaming sessions,� Asuka clarified jokingly, and the light blush
that dusted the archer�s face gave Kin good reason to believe it.

�I�d really like another real fight
again. We should see if we could get any of the others here into it and then
like, draw swords or something to see who fights who,� Kin suggested. Kaien was
gone from her side for all of a minute and she was already getting antsy.

�That sounds like a great idea!�

Their heads all snapped over to the
voice that had said that to see Ichigo leaning lazily against a wall.

�I�m sorry, but I�ll have to
decline. Rangiku and I were hoping to go out for a
while today,� Toshiro interjected. He saw his wife look over at him confusedly
but then she stopped immediately after she saw an all too familiar glint in his
eyes when he looked back. She tried to stop the sultry smile that wanted to
break out on her lips, and only half succeeded. He hadn�t been the only one
fighting off his more base urges, and to be completely honest she had been
wondering why he hadn�t jumped her yet. She had always known how to use her
appeal, and it seemed like forever since they had had any relief.

�Y-Yeah, that�s right,� she
confirmed.

The orange-haired captain shrugged,
none the wiser to anyone�s plans. �Too bad, so wh��

�Actually Ichigo, Renji and I thought we�d go out too. We haven�t been to the
Living World in a while,� Rukia interrupted, and this time Renji
looked over, downright stupefied.

�When did we�OW!� He yelped when
his wife�s foot suddenly kicked him rather harshly in the shin from under the
table. �Uh, yeah, we�re going out pretty soon.� Rukia smiled innocently at him
and placed her hand in his, and only then did he feel the tension that was
practically making her muscles tremble. Inwardly, Renji
Abarai finally understood, and his heart-rate nearly
skyrocketed.

Ichigo scratched his head
confusedly. �Well, uh, sure I guess. Byakuya�s here
so he could probably make sure the kids don�t do anything stu��
Something finally seemed to occur to the ex-substitute Shinigami mid-sentence,
likely at his own mention of �kids�, ��pid.� He grinned
wickedly. �Sure, we don�t mind. Has anyone else made plans?� Ichigo Kurosaki,
master of subtlety.

Yeah right.

Sado
cleared his throat politely. �We probably won�t go shopping, but Halibel has never really been escorted around the Living
World in any kind of detail. Today�s as good a day as any.� Unlike the others,
there was no way to tell if he had any kind of ulterior motive, and since Halibel didn�t seem the least bit surprised, it would seem
this had actually been planned.

This time Ichigo could only shrug.
�Sure, whatever.�

�I�d actually like to stay and have
a bout. It�s been too long since I�ve seen some actual action, and�I�d like to
see how Kaien fights a veteran opponent,� Jyushiro
spoke up, and Retsu smiled from beside him. She knew
better than anyone that his disease had truly been holding him back. In more
ways than one it was true, but she was the only one that really knew
that.

Ichigo could practically feel his
sister�s sadistic grin. �A fight? Count me in!� Karin Schiffer
wasn�t one to turn down a fight, no matter who the opponent.

At Ichigo�s questioning gaze,
Ulquiorra merely closed his eyes and turned his head to the side. �Trivial,�
the one-worded answer came.

The King of Hueco
Mundo rolled his eyes. He really should have seen
that one coming. Masaki and her other half were nowhere to be seen, so he
didn�t even bother, and Tsukiyomi could have so many things go wrong he knew
she shouldn�t, but he knew she would anyway. She could never resist a good
bout, which was funny because out of all of them she looked like the one most
regal and calm. Truly unlike her real nature.

�Sure, why not?� Asuka agreed.

Souken sighed. �Might as well.�

Ichigo grinned and clapped his
hands together with an air of finality. �Then it�s settled!�

What an activity for Christmas day.

~~~~~~~~~

He was on his last leg; if he
didn�t do something soon he was a goner for sure. Damn it was hard, his
movements weren�t near as fast as his usual and his attacks didn�t pack near
the punch they would in any other situation. Normally he would be able to count
on any number of things to get him out of something like this, but this time he
was just screwed, no questions asked.

Damn damn
damn damn damn!!!

Finally his luck changed and his
lack of health helped his burdened self. It was exactly what he needed; if he
could pull it off he would win!

Too bad his special took too long
to charge, and all too soon the words �Game Over� were lit in bright flashy
letters all over the screen in front of him. How she always managed to find the
person with the fastest, strongest special was absolutely beyond him, and had
his blood not been so complacent for the time being he doubted he would have
been able to keep his calm. That didn�t mean he wasn�t seriously considering
crushing the controller in his hands, but he was still human after all.

Tatsuki grinned at her son and
stuck her tongue out victoriously. �I may not be able to fight in real life,
but I can still beat you at video games!!�

Kaien Kurosaki raised his eyes towards
heaven and sighed mournfully. Why me!?

Thankfully, a knock on the door
made any further humiliation momentarily impossible. �Hey Kaien! We�re starting
some sparring matches to kill some time, wanna
join!?� Asuka�s excited voice asked from behind the door.

Oblivious to his mother�s mock
scowl, Kaien quickly turned to the door and dropped the controller. �Coming!�
And before the word had even been finished he had opened the door and bolted
past a now shocked Asuka. Talk about divine intervention.

Aforementioned woman raised an
eyebrow before looking into the room curiously to see Tatsuki still holding her
controller. �Ah, you beat him again?� she queried mirthfully as she
flicked some of her inhumanly long neon hair out of her face.

The Queen of Hueco
Mundo merely grinned stupidly. �Can�t let him be good
at everything, can I?�

The two snickered quietly as they
walked out the room. Tatsuki may not have been allowed to fight, but she sure
wasn�t going to miss a chance to watch her family have some fun on her behalf.

~~~~~~~~~

Meanwhile, there was another kind
of fight going on, though not of swords.

For nearing the end of December, it
wasn�t really that cold, or maybe the faux body simply hadn�t been properly
equipped with cold receptors. She knew that was probably a lie, because her
skin was tightening to an almost painful degree the longer they walked. He had
been so much fun to antagonize before, and normally a woman took longer to
arouse than a man, but damn, she had never been able to resist him for too long
anyways.

It wasn�t like she made any effort
to hold him off, in fact it was the opposite. She loved skimpy lingerie, and
she had been making full use of its other possible effect for a good while now,
though nothing had happened much to her dismay. Her t-shirts were a personal
favorite though; she simply loved it when he was the one to instigate their
lovemaking. She was famous for her appeal, and she usually used that until her
partner was too excited to control themselves. She never thought she�d get
married, but then again she never thought she�d fall in love again after Gin
either

Who was she to resist spiky white
hair and sea-green eyes? He simply didn�t know how inexplicably attractive he
was, even before, in a child�s body. She was a woman who appreciated beauty,
even if it meant agreeing with Yumichika every now
and then. He was impossible to read too, but that made the game all the more
fun. She never knew when he was close to breaking and some times would be
faster or slower than others; he was simply impossible. She had broken through
his ice-cold demeanor enough times to know certain things about him, she
wouldn�t be his wife if she didn�t.

She had been waiting so long for
this all it took was a glance for her blood flow to increase. It didn�t help
that that �glance� had been so full of pent-up lust she had practically lost it
on the spot. She had taught him too well. Unlike her, he knew every
button to push on her, and he had spent many, many, hours finding each
and every one of them over the course of their relationship. There had been
nothing controlled about that intense gaze though, it had been pure desire out
of his love for her that prompted that gaze, and it was those that she had
never been able to resist at all.

Her arm was wrapped into his as her
head laid gently on his shoulder as they walked, something made all the more
unbearable because of the way she could feel his muscles trembling in
barely-maintained restraint. It was simply who he was, but when he let himself
go he was something else altogether. Oh how she wanted that.

It had been well worth it to keep
the rent on Orihime�s old apartment after all, otherwise they would have had
nowhere to go other than the Kurosaki�s. Being a resident of the spiritual
realm did have its disadvantages. Cold was cold, no way around that.

�Pleeeeeease
Shiro, can�t we use Shunpo?�
she whined at last, when her self-control�what little of it there was in the
first place�had been completely depleted and she nibbled seductively on the ear
so close to her mouth. Said man froze in place at the contact and she noticed
instantly how fast his breathing had suddenly become. If he had been a Hollow,
he would have probably lost it a long time ago because of the scent of her
arousal, but being that he wasn�t imbued with those particular abilities, Rangiku took it upon herself to bring him to the brink.

Less then a second later a strong
hand had gripped her firmly under her knees and shoulders and her captain had
spirited her to their one place of solitude in the Living World. The door was
all but broke down before it was shut and locked and she had been pushed
against the nearest wall, his lips on hers, kissing her, loving her, devouring
her. Her ice-blue eyes rolled back in her head when his hand roughly tore the
button from her pants and his fingers dove unashamedly down her panties with
just as much force as he knew she liked. She was so wet already, and the
intrusion was welcome respite from the lack of attention they had been forced
to endure. Her first moan broke their kiss and her low, lustful voice sliced
through his remaining control just like it did the air.

He had been waiting so long for
this. He could feel his wife�s inner muscles contracting around his fingers and
soaking them with more of her fluids, but he wasn�t one to rush into things. By
the time he was done with her he was going to have her begging for him,
it was only appropriate punishment for what she had put him through. His cock
was straining against his blue jeans, tenting the denim material to the maximum
extent, enough even to cause him a great deal of discomfort. He wanted her so
bad, the sexy vixen that was the mother of his children and the love of his
life.

His hungry gaze wasn�t satisfied by
the amount of cleavage her blouse currently allowed and it was discarded
instantaneously by his free hand as she squirmed in his grip as his fingers
continued to probe her inner depths. Her frilly bra was the next to go, but he
didn�t even waste time on that, instead he tore the offending garment from her
body and released her ample bosom to his vision at last.

�Hey! I really liked that o�oohhhhhhhh�.� Her words trailed off into oblivion when his
mouth clamped on to one of her sensitive nipples and he chose that moment to
brush her engorged clitoris with his thumb. For some reason she had forgotten
how talented his tongue was, and he used that to his full advantage, swirling
and teasing the pink nub between his teeth with artist�s strokes. Conscious
thought had long since abandoned the strawberry-blonde woman and animalist lust
was the closest thing that could describe what had replaced it. She knew how
sensitive the nipples were on her large bust, and he knew that too. She
couldn�t get enough.

�Oh Shiro!
Oh, oh Shiro!!!� She was still fully clothed from the
waist down, but she couldn�t care less at the moment, not as long as he didn�t
stop. Thus, one can only imagine her frustration when he did stop, but
then she felt her pants and panties trailing down her legs to pool at her feet.
Not even so much as she had the time to kick them aside had her husband�s head
replaced where her undergarments had been, and her knees promptly buckled when
his eager tongue took over for his fingers. She collapsed onto his kneeling
form as he vigorously sent her careening towards the edge of heaven and her
naked body shivered and trembled as she sat on his shoulders. His strong hands
were digging into her backside, kneading the firm flesh and pushing her wet
folds closer to him as her fingers wound themselves into his hair in every
attempt at nonverbal pleading possible even as her voice loudly exclaimed her
pleasure to the air.

Fifteen years of marriage and he
still couldn�t get enough of her. Her taste was impossible to describe, and it
was all his. She was his. He delved deeper, trying to taste as much as
possible, trying to ignite as many nerves as possible, trying to send her as
close to insanity as possible. He supposed he wasn�t really being that hard on
her, after all, had he been trying he would probably stop right away and halt
what he knew was going to happen; lucky for her he was just as starving as she
was. He was going to make sure she could barely walk if he had his way.

She couldn�t take any more. He had
been relentless in everything that he knew she liked and she wasn�t going to be
able to hold on any longer. Her body was tingling from the adrenaline and all
the shocks of pleasure being sent to her brain and she simply couldn�t hold on
any longer. With a sharp cry and an explosion of light behind her eyelids she
climaxed into his waiting mouth and she practically melted into the wall. She
really had taught him too well, but she couldn�t bring herself to care; not
after that.

�Shiro,
that was incredible,� she moaned as she wiped the sweat from her forehead.

He gave a cocky smirk as he stood
up in front of her and threw off his shirt, revealing his toned torso to her
heated gaze. �We�ve just started,� he replied lowly.

She noticed very quickly the tented
material presented right before her and she licked her lips in anticipation.
Her eyes widened when she saw his hands trailing down to the button of his
jeans and she quickly reached over and grabbed the waistband. �Ah ah, ahhh,� she reprimanded slyly.
�Allow me.�

She pushed him back until he fell
into a seated position on the bed she had aimed them towards. Wasting no time,
she snapped open his jeans and he raised his hips to allow her to pull them and
his boxers off his body as his socks were discarded just as quickly. Again, she
licked her lips when his throbbing tool was revealed in all its naked glory to
her. He had been impressive before, but how was she to know he was going to
grow so drastically after she had told him she loved him? This was no boy, this
was a man sitting before her.

She had never seen him so hard
before, and she could see his pulse as his erection throbbed with every
pump of his blood. She settled herself comfortably between his open legs and
stared up at him sensually, drinking in the way he was staring back just as
intensely at the beauty sitting naked under him. She brushed back her long hair
and before he could even say anything she had laid a feather-light kiss to the
side of his aching organ. She enjoyed the way his breath left him in a broken
gasp and she engulfed the whole head into her mouth as she teased him with her
tongue, causing the man sitting on the bed before her to crush the sheets
between his fingers.

She released him and admired the
view of her handiwork before gently blowing and watched as every muscle she
could see went rigid when the sensitive wet flesh was assaulted by the cool
air. He had no idea how gratifying he was to her ego, especially in the
bedroom. She had had a few other lovers before him, but none of the sounds they
made came close to the ones she reveled in when she pleased him. The other
thing was before, his cold, captain persona that had never been given any
reason to voice his approval of her other than her rescue of Hinamori, had made her desperately pay acute attention to
any mild gesture that would suggest his appreciation of her. She loved watching
him as she teased him, pleasured him, and basically made the almighty arrogant
genius squirm under her ministrations. Of course, he had voiced many times
since their relationship had started how much he really appreciated her, loved
her, but old habits were hard to break.

She took him into her mouth as much
as she was able and heard the strangled choke he gave in response, which sent a
bolt of pleasure through her as well. She had never had anything against
this particular act, but her Shiro was the only one
that had ever had this effect on her. Unable to resist keeping her other
pleasure center occupied, she started slowly manipulating her breasts, even
raising them to help her ministrations on the hard flesh in her mouth. This was
nearly as bad as it was for her as it was for him, because now not only were
her heavenly breasts rubbing the most sensitive part of his anatomy, but one of
her most sensitive places was being rubbed by his. Her womanhood tingled with
every hoarse yelp or gruff moan as she dragged her teeth lightly along his
supersensitive flesh, and her nipples were so stiff the diamond-hard peaks were
almost numb after she took him in completely and with a familiar spasm of his hips
his seed went easily down her throat. It was the last straw for her, and just
like so often in the past, she felt the tightly wound coil snap within her and
she moaned loudly even though she had yet to take him out of her mouth, which
made Toshiro lose any muscle strength he might have had left in his arms and he
fell back to the bed with a low moan.

His plan at getting back at her had
been a dismal failure. She gave as good as she got any day and today was no
different. Even as his blurry eyes spied the secretions flowing down her legs
as she stood to straddle him on the bed, he knew she had gotten him just as
good, if not better, than he had her at the beginning. He shuffled himself up
to lay fully on the bed and resisted the urge to moan when his erection brushed
the cleft of his wife�s firm ass. She apparently had no desire to resist
anything, and she gave a sensual moan with her low, seductive voice at the
action before she leaned down to press her lips against his, thus molding her
large breasts to his broad chest.

There was no denying her, he loved
her too much. He also loved the feel of her soft flesh in his arms, so without
words he wrapped his arms around her to rub soothing designs of no particular
origin in her back. She melted even further into his touch, and desperate for
relief now, he push his hips up before quickly pulling them away, and since her
hips were much slower in coming down he had already aligned himself and in one
swift motion he was inside her. Her pale-blue eyes flew open and her mouth
moved incoherently, though no words came out.

Oh damn I�ve missed this!!!
She screamed inwardly, unable to express it in any vocal form. Even when he was
beneath her, it was never hard for him to take control, just like she wanted.
Being filled again after so long had her panting above him, having long since
broken their kiss and now vigorously bouncing on top of him. None of her other
lovers had even gotten her close to how aroused she was with Toshiro, not even
Gin. Even after their two children he still fit tightly within her, so snug it
was hard for her to even breathe every time she dropped herself down and was
impaled by his throbbing manhood. Her nerves lit up constantly, assaulting her
brain and body with so many signals of bliss remembering to do something as
simple as blink was beyond her current ability.

Meanwhile Toshiro was faring no
better, he wanted her so badly fighting off his orgasm instantly after he was
within her again had been a nearly impossible feat. Luckily for him he was Toshiro
Hitsugaya, and not one to lose control so easily. He
needed to regain control of his muscles, because his wife had made every sinew
in his body unresponsive to his calls and the only thing he was registering was
the mind-shattering shocks of pleasure that bolted through his body with every
hard descent of her busty body. Finally, something in his brain clicked into
place and within the second he had grabbed her hips and rolled them over as he
jabbed his hips forward and her cries began anew. He wasn�t one to complain
against hard lovemaking, but right then he needed it hard and
fast.

Rangiku�s
eyes rolled back in her head when her lover started pounding into her with the
full might of his reiatsu behind him, and any vocal exclamations of his name
she might have been screaming before turned into unintelligible sounds simply
meant to express her pleasure. Her tongue had long escaped the confines of her
mouth in her panted breaths and she had the sense left to lean up and lick the
firm nubs so close to her mouth as he thrust into her, his sweat-slicked body
so close to her. He bit his lip to keep his concentration else he lose it too
early�she knew from experience�but she knew she wasn�t going to last much
longer either and wanted him to join her. Sadly, it wasn�t under any conscious
actions of hers that evoked that end, instead when he leaned down to return the
favor to her erratically bouncing bosom her limit was broken and she tightened
around him instinctively as she came with a high scream.

�SHIRO!!!�

There was no way to go on any
longer under the onslaught of his lover�s contracting inner muscles and with a
few more erratic thrusts he too climaxed just as violently. �Rangiku!!!�

He had never had any previous
experience before her, but he was sure she was the only one that could make him
lose it enough to shout her name. His mind went blank as his orgasm continued
while she continued to milk him for everything he could give and he collapsed
on top of her slick body, his head nestled between the soft pillows that were
her breasts.

�It�s been too damn long,� he
whispered out hoarsely as he breathed in her sweet scent and reveled in the
feel of her glistening skin against his.

She moaned contently in agreement
and he felt himself hardening again. �You�re not done yet, are you?�

He growled lowly and nipped at the
sensitive flesh his head was resting on. �You had better be kidding.�

He was going to show her that there
were such things as stupid questions in this world.

~~~~~~~~~

She had been married for so long she
had thought nothing could affect her anymore, especially not him. She
had went to visit him and his family of course during their long absence, often
with her entire family�which had done wonders for her kids� reiatsu growth,
much to her chagrin�so she had thought she had gotten over him. She had, for
the most part, she knew that, because it was thoughts of her husband making
that sound that had her moistening, but she couldn�t help but feel a little
strange that it had been him of all people to make her want that again.

Yes, Rukia Abarai
was rather annoyed at Ichigo Kurosaki.

Luckily, that was the furthest
thing from her mind at the moment.

With a particularly powerful thrust
Renji scratched that spot inside her that turned her
arms to jelly and she slumped against his large chest with a pleasured gasp.
The difference in size between them may seem ludicrous to most people, but they
had very little knowledge about how magnificent that made their lovemaking.
Even after children he still stretched her, and he filled her up so completely
it was like she had just ate an entire meal and would never be hungry again.

�Gah!�
The sound escaped her mouth unbidden at the other sudden jolt as he hit that
spot again, then again, and again, until she was sure she was drooling from the
lack of muscle control in her body. Her consciousness was fading to make room
for all the bliss overloading her brain and the only sounds she found she could
make were croaked moans and hushed whimpers.

Even though the temperature around
her was much less friendly than the warmth of summer her body felt like it was
boiling her from the inside out. She hadn�t even made it to any kind of motel
or even to any place indoors, heck, she was lucky she had made it to the alley
they were in. Her dress and meager coat�the only thing really needed, as it
wasn�t that cold�were the only things protecting her back from the stone
wall but she couldn�t give a damn. It helped that her force was exceptionally
arousing to Renji, and he was using that enthusiasm
to make her forget everything except the fullness between her legs.

His prayers had been answered years
ago when she agreed to enter a relationship with him, than they had been
answered when she agreed to marry him, and now they were being answered once
again. She could excite him at a moment�s notice and the thought that they
could be caught at any time being that they were still in their gigais was even more arousing.

He clenched his eyes shut to try
and fight off the end that seemed to be rapidly approaching him. Rukia was just
too hot for her own good. She was small, but that petite figure had turned even
more shapely with the onset of children, the most noticeable being the slight
growth of her breasts. Before she looked like a elementary school even in the
most formal of clothes, but now she looked like an exotic woman that had a
slight body but a woman�s physique. Watching her moan and squirm in his grip as
he plunged into her again and again and seeing the body still constrained by
clothes fall into the abyss of rapture because of him was a sight that never
ceased to amaze him, even if they hadn�t ever done it like this.

He wished he had thought of it
sooner.

The cold air fighting against their
paradoxically heated skin both pushed them closer to the edge and farther away
at the same time, prolonging and yet quickening their time joined together.
Trying to put a finger on the feeling was impossible, because their bodies
didn�t know if they wanted to shiver or sweat. Pleasure was the one medium that
never left them through it all, and their systems could hardly take all the
signals jumping from every synapse.

His legs were losing feeling, but
not because of the cold, no it wasn�t nearly cold enough to do that, but
because of the numbness brought on by his wife. She was biting her lip now,
fighting off the feelings crashing about inside her as well he was sure. She
looked adorable when she did that, and combined with the fact that her inner
muscles were practically killing him with their pressure he knew he wasn�t
going to be able to last. Her wet heat was exactly that, and the incredible
noises she was making under her breath lest they be caught by some passerby
were having drug-like effects on him.

�Rukia�I�m not gonna��

She didn�t let him say anything
more, she just crushed her lips against his as he continued to keep her lifted
as he pounded into her, and with a breathless gasp her head fell against his
shoulder. �Please�now�do it�now�!!�

He probably wouldn�t have been able
to hold out even if she hadn�t asked him to. With a few more jerky motions and
one final, powerful thrust his knees wobbled and he came inside his lover with
a drawn-out masculine moan that bordered on a grunt. Rukia had nothing left,
and her husband�s explosion inside her sent her falling off the edge of
oblivion at a dead sprint. Her tense muscles simultaneously relaxed and
contracted and she couldn�t even make a sound as her body succumbed to the
bliss fighting for control of her. She shuddered and shook in his grasp as the
shocks rippled through her and her thoughts abandoned her to the clouds, unable
to keep form under the assault.

He fell against her as she stayed
supported on his hips and it was with every effort he had to keep himself
mostly resting under his own power and not crush her against the wall as his
labored breathing made small ticks of smoke in the air. She wrapped her arms
around his middle and kept him held in that loving embrace for quite a while
after that, and even though they were outside in the middle of an alley, she
still felt like he had just loved her on their marital bed. That was her Renji all right. He may be ineloquent, gruff, slightly
clumsy, and one of the biggest fools she had ever known, but he loved her with
his entire heart and did everything he could for her, she knew that much.

Ichigo may still have a place in
her heart, but Renji had everything she could give.

�You can set me down now,� she
jibed as strongly as she could, and couldn�t deny the moan that was ripped from
her when he withdrew from her and relit her nerves. She stumbled to her feet
and set her underwear back into place as Renji did
his pants back up. She looked over and saw he had his typical cocky grin in
place but his eyes were as warm and loving as they always were.

�Dare I ask what brought that on?�

She gave him a smirk of her own and
twirled around to start walking out the alley, to which he quickly followed.
Unexpectedly she turned her head back to look at him from over her shoulder.
�Some things can�t be explained I guess.�

Now, where to do it next?

~~~~~~~~~

She was walking silently beside her
partner�more accurately described as husband�and watching in small awe and more
than a bit of agitation the hustle and bustle of the stores and marketplaces
they were surrounded by as even on Christmas Day the shopping continued.

It disgusted her.

She remembered what it was like to
be human, then what it was like to be a Hollow, then Menos,
Adjucha, and finally the long-coveted place as a Vastro-Lorde.
She retained much of the same qualities as Neliel,
but she respected the primal drives within them and their effect on nature.
These humans though were wasting their lives, so busy with shopping and money
that they had forgotten what was truly important in life, something even her
primal feelings recognized long after her physical death. By some twist of fate
she had been granted another chance, and that was why she would never leave the
bronze giant at her side, the man with terrible power but a lover�s heart.

Love had been a trivial emotion
when she was alive, and she found solace in anything that could possibly fill
the void left by that essential human feeling. Strength, beauty, money, status,
in the end it all came down to a white bone mask and a thirst for souls. She
had regained part of her former beauty, but with a defect so crippling she
didn�t dare lower her collar. That was why she loved her gigai, the fake body
that had been completed without any mask or Hollow hole marring her magnificent
cocoa flesh. Sado though, loved her unconditionally,
and to this day she still had a hard time getting over the fact that he
preferred her in Arrancar form to that of her gigai.

That was why she would never stop
loving him.

He accepted her, all of her,
with devotion she failed to see in even her most loyal Fraccion.
He may be taller, and around equal standing, if not stronger, than her after
all was said and done but that didn�t matter, it wasn�t that that had drawn her
to him, nor was it that he had the same color skin. Race was irrelevant when it
came to love, a fact she had failed to see when she was alive. Personally she
wouldn�t have cared if he had green skin, as long as his personality stayed the
same. She was a Hollow that had found the heart to fill her void, and she
wasn�t going to let that change.

He was aging however, and though he
had lost none of his former youth�s power, his body was getting closer to
death. His soul had long since slowed in aging, mostly because of his break-in
to Soul Society to save Rukia with Ichigo�one of the main reasons why Soul
Society took intruders so seriously�so his young self remained in his mortal
shell, but he had yet to find reason to leave it. She wanted him to get rid of
it, or at least do what her King and Queen had done, but so far he hadn�t
answered her on that one either.

Didn�t he know she couldn�t bear
the sight of him dead, even if it was just his body?

They maneuvered through the crowds
and back to his home, something he had yet to give up in the Living World. It
was useful when they wanted to get away, or go to the Living World for
something or another; after all, their children had physical bodies as well as
their souls.

Even if Yoruichi hadn�t approached
them, they had had something similar to the party planned beforehand too. Their
children were the second-oldest next to the Kurosaki�s, and they had bodies
that matched their ages. Needless to say this had killed much of the time they
would have had for intimacy, especially being their children were fully aware
of all the workings of the world, marriage included.

The second their door was closed
she had pulled the shirt from her body and revealed her braless chest. She
longed to be in the clothes of her Espada form, but
that would garner too much attention in the Living World, besides the fact that
it would be damn cold. Fully nude from the waist up she was unprepared for her
husband�s arms to wrap around her from behind and halt any further undressing,
though she knew that was just a part of who he was. He took his time with
everything, and was gentle and loving in everything he did. She had managed to
get him to let loose before, but there was something to be said about his style
that fulfilled every part of her in ways only he could.

She relaxed into his large frame as
he helped her undo the button to her pants and soon they had slid away,
revealing that she really didn�t care for underwear either. She wasn�t ashamed
of her body, and the only place she had been was repaired with the gigai. She
longed for him, not just her body, but her soul as well, and she had long since
gotten more than wet enough for him even though they hadn�t been doing
anything; memories of past times together took care of that rather easily. It
wasn�t time for her period yet, or the Hollow equivalent, because otherwise he
wouldn�t still be standing, nor would he be clothed. His hands wandered to her
perfectly formed bust and she promptly forgot everything she had previously
been thinking about. He knew all the right places to caress, though nearly
anywhere on the generous amount of flesh that made up her bosom was
hypersensitive, even in her spiritual form that had Ierro;
steel skin or no, it still had nerves.

She was the perfect definition of
the Amazonian warrior: dark bronze skin with stunning blonde hair, and her
bright blue eyes looked out-of-place on what was supposed to be a soul bent on
killing. As hard as they may try to deny it, by gaining the powers of a
Shinigami in their broken-mask state, emotions became a much larger part of who
they were. She didn�t like to fight her instincts, she had learned long ago
that gut impulses tend to be right, but now the only instinct rushing through
her was from her heart.

�Yasutora��
the words escaped her lips like a low breeze that glided through his eardrums
and set his blood on fire, smashing against his usual calmness with pure want.
Her next words shattered that completely. ��now��

She didn�t know when he moved or
how it was even possible, but the next thing she knew she was leaning against
an entirely nude muscular body. He may be getting old, but that didn�t mean he
had lost any of his former prowess.

He sat down on their bed and she
followed suit, content with being held in his arms as she positioned the large
erection sticking through her open legs at her opening. He was proportional to
his body, and that was frightening enough in itself, but she wasn�t that small
of a woman herself and regardless, she loved every bit of it. She sunk down
onto him and his arms tightened around her waist from the sudden shock of penetration.
She made no such effort to keep herself quiet, she let loose a long moan that
reverberated deep from the bottom of her throat and she trembled when she felt
the powerful muscles behind her shiver in response. Her back was molded to his
chest and his hands were in perfect position to massage her breasts, which is
exactly what they did.

From the position he was inside her
so deep she though he was going to hit her stomach, even though she knew it was
anatomically impossible. She could hardly breathe from the amount of sensation
rushing though her and she had yet to even move. Even after all their time
together, he never ceased to amaze her. She was sure the feeling was mutual.

Indeed, the feeling was mutual,
because Yasutora Sado found
himself restraining every carnal desire in him with great force from plunging
up into her without any force withheld, which even though he knew she would
want eventually, there was always time needed to adjust to his size. She fought
regularly, and all her muscles were kept in prime condition, even though
some of them had no other application other than the current situation, not
that he minded naturally.

Or cared, for that matter; it felt
too good to care.

Then she started moving, gyrating
her hips into his lap and forcing their sexes into friction, which of course
shut down any higher brain functions the two might have had left when their
bodies registered the intense pleasure in caused. Almost simultaneously the
atmosphere of the room changed and it became a crazed race for completion:
hard, heavy, and passionate completion. Even as she thrust herself down he
brought himself upward and they continually met with the sounds of wet flesh
hitting each other flying through the room.

Her mouth was so wet it was dry, or
so dry it was wet; whatever it was she couldn�t describe it, she had never been
able to. Her body felt like it had rejected her control and she never even
bothered to take a second glance at who might have taken it away. Too much was
going through her brain; too much was sending her muscles into spasms and
forcing her breaths out in labored pants that echoed erotically in the small
room. She was being stretched, filled, emptied, and completed all in a matter
of seconds and the cycle continued what seemed like endlessly.

One of his large hands trailed down
her slick flesh, away from her breast, and started to gently tease the tip of
her slit and the golden hair located there. Her gasps because even louder
exclamations and pleas of his name and he rolled the nub of flesh he had bee
looking for between his powerful fingers, which caused the body rocking on his
to go absolutely insane. She jolted every which way which only made things
worse seeing as he was still embedded deeply inside her and that set off even
more nerves that in turn caused her muscles to tremble and jolt her another
way. She didn�t know if she was in Hell or in Heaven, but she couldn�t care
less as long as it didn�t stop.

�Good! So�good�!!!�

Finally it got to the point where
she could take no more and she stiffened against him while her inner muscles
did the same and she climaxed violently over their joined hips. If Yasutora had had any restraint left by that point there was
now nothing left, and with a few more numbing thrusts he too surrendered to the
cataclysmic waves of orgasm.

After the second-long eternity was
over she slumped against him, and it felt like all of her bones had just
melted, just as it did every other time. She would never tire of the feeling.
She glanced over at the mirror on the door, the one that she had been looking
at the entire time as they made love, and smiled to herself.

�That was beautiful.�

After all, she was a person who
appreciated beauty. Strength and beauty.

~~~~~~~~

Christmas Day was not only a time
to show love, but as it turned out it seemed to be a time to relax and enjoy
life too. What better way to enjoy life than by putting it on the line in an
absolutely pointless bout of overactive testosterone?

Joy to the world indeed.

Currently Karin was trying her best
to land a hit on her brother, something that had not gotten any easier be she
ten years old or a thousand. Even if it was just a sparring match, the
black-haired beauty that used to be the epitome of a tomboy had already
released her zanpakutou and now a ball blazing with spiritual energy was flying
repeatedly at the head of the orange-hared King and Captain.

Ichigo took it in stride, and was
using Zangetsu in easy strokes to smash the ball back at his sister. He hadn�t
gone into Bankai, but that would have been too much for a simple sparring
match, not to mention that his little sister had yet to obtain the Ban release,
so it would have been an unfair advantage. Even though he was giving her that
courtesy, he had way too many advantages even without that, so it goes without
saying that he was having little trouble keeping the attacks of the little
terror that was his sister at bay.

His form-fitting shihakushou had
yet to show any damage from the battle but that wasn�t to say that he wasn�t
sweating. Be he more experienced or not, the amount of power Karin was able to
put into her strikes was surprising, that and the fact that her zanpakutou
could be controlled mid-flight, unlike a regular soccer ball as had been the
case before. If not for the intense spiritual energy constantly surrounding the
orb as it came to attack him he might have considered using his hands to end
the match, as he had easily destroyed a zanpakutou similar to hers with his
bare hands when he had went to save Rukia all those years ago.

Be that as it may, at the moment he
was too busy dodging the repeated strikes that came from all angles one after
another as the ball flew by his head only to be punting back by Karin�s
ingenious use of Shunpo. She was faster than her own
zanpakutou, which might not have been saying much had the speed of the
zanpakutou been anything to scoff at. Sadly, it wasn�t.

Skill in Shunpo
ran in the family after all.

It was only thanks to his even more
impressive skill in the movement art that he was able to avoid all the strikes,
and Karin�s anger grew more and more with every shot that was missed.

Finally, after maybe too much time
letting Karin�s anger grow, Ichigo decided it was best to end the match before it
stopped becoming a match and instead became a brawl. Before her eyes could even
adjust to his movement he had vanished from her sight and though she tried to
run just to be safe, soon the otherworldly sharpness of Zangetsu was pressed
against her throat from behind.

�I think that�s enough for now,� he
said as he smirked mirthfully, and after a few seconds of scowling at being
beaten so easily, Karin eventually sighed dramatically and sheathed her
zanpakutou.

�It�s just not fair! I�m gonna get you one of these days!� she promised with her
usual determination.

This time it was Ichigo�s turn to
sigh. �Yeah, and when you do I�ll get to have the wonderful experience of a
freaking giant bruise somewhere on my body. I�ve seen what that thing can do dammit, I don�t want to get hit by it anymore than any
Hollow would!�

Karin smiled brightly and he knew
he had at least managed to salvage her pride. There was a good deal of it after
all. The thing was he wasn�t joking, it was damn scary how powerful his sister
was, both of them. Yuzu had opted out of the
sparring though. She may be very strong, but she didn�t like to use her power
outside of when it was actually needed.

�Who wants to go next?�

Kaien stood up and brushed off his
jeans nonchalantly. �Watching�s not really my strong
point. Who wants to go a round?� He didn�t know of the conversation beforehand,
so he was surprised that before Kin or Asuka could even stand up a voice called
out from behind him.

�I would, if you don�t mind.�

Something deep in Kaien�s soul trembled
at the voice and even though he could face legions of Hollows by himself, that
something caused a shiver to run down his spine. He recognized it
instinctively, something deep within him, the memories of a life gone by,
remembered that voice even if he had only heard it a few times himself.
�C-Captain�Ukitake.� He turned around to look at the
white-haired captain, and sure enough he was there, smiling as benevolently as
he always did.

�So? What do you say?�

Kaien was about to reply, but
before he could something happening in his won body alerted him. He looked down
on his hands and found that even though he was doing nothing, and he himself
felt no fear, his hands were trembling like he was standing before an opponent
even his father couldn�t beat. Jyushiro too took
notice of this, and one of his dark eyebrows raised confusedly.

�S-Sure.� Why am I stuttering?
He couldn�t get over it, he knew deep down inside that the man in front of him
had over two thousand years of experience as a Shinigami and God only knows how
many of those were as a captain. He was eighteen years old, nearly nineteen,
and could be counted with an extra couple hundred years if his other life
applied before he was born like this, but the man in front of him had imbued a
fearful respect so far into his previous life he was trembling even now as
Kaien Kurosaki. His blood, tempered and quiet thanks to Kin, rose up in
challenge against this fear and his pride took center stage as he stared down
the kind man doing nothing of the sort to look menacing. �Let�s get this
started.� With that said he slammed his hand against his body and the now
soulless husk fell to the ground as the Espada-like
spiritual form stood in its place, the blue-hilted zanpakutou now sheathed at
his side. It was the first time he had changed since gaining her back into
himself.

Jyushiro Ukitake was taken slightly aback at the hard tone of the
teenager, miles apart from the stutter of moments earlier, but even more so
when he noticed another polar change had happened, and now though Kaien was
standing in front of him in his spiritual form, there were tears falling from
his eyes and he was clutching the middle of his chest like he had just been
shot.

�What�s wrong!?� nearly everyone
around him shouted instantaneously.

Slowly, very, very slowly, Kaien�s breathing evened out and he raised his head to
look at the false sky with absolute glee and pure relief flooding his
tear-streaked eyes. �It�s gone.� It was said so softly it could hardly be
heard.

His father was the one to step
forward now. �What�s gone?�

He didn�t answer right away,
instead he turned to Kin with bright yellow eyes so full of adoration she
nearly forgot they were still surrounded by people. �It. It�s gone. I�m�whole
again.�

It took a short while for what he was
saying to be comprehended in even the genius woman�s head, so rather than
trying to explain it, Kaien merely took off his white jacket. More than a few
eyes instantly widened upon witnessing the mass of claw-like marks that riddled
his entire back, but that was when the enormity of what they were seeing
finally sunk in.

He had an entire back to be riddled with marks; his Hollow
hole had vanished

Leaving the question as to how his
back came into the state it was for another time�far, far, away�they simply stood speechless at the impossibility that
had just been revealed to them. Yoruichi on the other hand turned redder than
the deepest imaginable red, not because of anger, but because she had just been
shown without a shadow of a doubt that some things actually were hereditary. Kisuke, all-knowing and
ever-calm, biased to none, was biting his tongue else he reprimand his
daughter, but the fact was he knew he would sound like a hypocrite if he did.
He and Yoruichi had known each other for centuries, and their own
experimentation had been going on long before they had ever thought of living
together or spending the rest of their lives together. So, as hard as it was
for the protective father, he held back his tongue and stayed silent beside his
now florescent lover. He knew better than anyone that his own daughter had more
of a right to give herself to her fianc� than he had had to first make love to
the purple-haired beauty currently standing beside him. They were engaged after all, and he knew with the
blood Kaien had within him�and he was thinking about both the Hollow aspect and the Kurosaki genes�that there would
be no one more devoted to his daughter than him.

On the other hand, Asuka was
positively beside herself with both shock and glee when she saw her former
crush� back. Now she had to get
details from Kin, there was no way those could have been made from an unskilled
partner. She had always fantasized about how Kaien would be in the bedroom, and
now she had an inside source. Once upon a time it would have saddened her to
know that she was not going to be the one gaining that information firsthand,
but life gave her an unexpected, but not unwelcome prize instead. She was
perfectly content, but curiosity and cats go way back, so she wasn�t able to
quell that thirst just yet.

But Kin, she alone knew that her
gift had been received. He had left his heart with her, and now after years
apart she had wholly given herself back to him, a sign shown all too truly on
his body. Even though she was fighting off a blush at seeing the marks she had
left on his chest and back again, she felt more pride than anything else, and
from his eyes she felt like she could rule the world.

Satisfied he had let everyone see
what he meant, and having fought off the urge to instantly cover himself when
he realized what he had just shown off other than what he had wanted to, Kaien
shrugged his jacket back on but didn�t bother doing it back up. With a simple
glance over his shoulder to the man who had challenged him he jumped off the cliff
all the spectators had been sitting on and down to the ground below, to which
he was followed by his newfound opponent and former superior officer.

Jyushiro�s
zanpakutou was one of two twin zanpakutous of Soul Society, but unless released
they were concealed under the guise of just one. Knowing that thanks to his
experience it wouldn�t matter whether he fought with one or two blades, Kaien
decided to let him go all out.

�You know I�m not going to fight
you unless you release your zanpakutou, right?� he asked while fighting down
the innate fear still bubbling inside him. Even for all his pride, this fear
told him he wasn�t going to win, there was just too much difference between
their levels and experience, but his Hollow blood responded ferociously with its
own need of victory. The tug-of-war in his soul had began anew once again, but
this time it wasn�t nearly as bad as it had been, like he could feel crisp
water washing his blood into a low simmer rather than an angry fire. His eyes
suddenly widened and he looked down on the sword now at his side. You�re helping me, aren�t you? Just like you
said you would.

He wasn�t expected a response to
his thoughts, but a watery chuckle emanated deep from the core of his fused
soul. �Do you take me to be a liar? I would
hope not. Rest easy, you may not have much chance of winning this match, but
that is not the point of sparring. Sparring is meant for improvement, a duel is
meant for winning.� Her voice was the same as always, and it spread through
him like the water she controlled.

I�m
going to need it. Ever since that promise I haven�t been able to practice with
you, I�m going on practically nothing here!

Another soft, echoed chuckle. �You were, and are again, my partner. You
will remember soon enough.�

He rolled his eyes, oblivious to
the fact that only he and a select few others could hear their conversation. Thanks for the encouragement.

Jyushiro
had sensed something going on in the teen, and had postponed his answer, but
when it seemed like his attention was back on him again, the captain drew his
sword and took his stance. �Every Wave Be My Shield, Every Thunder Become My
Blade: Sougyo no Kotowari.�
And with those ominous words spoken, the sword split into its true dual nature
and changed into the oddly-shaped swords with the line of gold charms dangling
between them.

Kaien�s heart beat against his chest with the overwhelming sound of a bass
drum as he took in the sight that he was both seeing for the first time, and
remembering at the same time. The stance, the swords, the spiritual pressure in
the air, he knew against someone like this any kind of rookie would be made
into red mist within moments if he so desired. He had spent a lot of time
training, and he only hoped it was enough to stand at least on par with the
experienced Shinigami. He could only
hope. He did have his zanpakutous too, but he didn�t want to put more of a
strain on his body, the body that was currently running on fuel that it
shouldn�t have. Once that was gone, he was going to be sleeping for a while. A
long while.

Then the white-haired opponent rushed him, and Kaien briefly wondered to
what nth degree he was about to be screwed. Shut
up! Not helping!! Concentrate! His father was inhuman when it came to
speed, and so he used the few nanoseconds he had before he had to draw his
sword to compress his reiatsu even harder inside himself. He took the hidden
reiatsu and compressed it, hardened it even further into his Ierro so he would have the most defense he could possibly
have against the strikes that might land on him. He knew it wasn�t going to be
just a few. With his last remaining bit of time Kaien sighed in relief knowing
his skin was as hard as he thought he needed it, and this assumption proved
correct when, since he didn�t have enough time to draw Nejibana,
he simply raised his arms to block the two blades and they stopped short
against his skin.

Ukitake looked shocked at the turn of events and Kaien�s
sudden smirk at the realization that he could stop the blades even without his
sword. Too often had he had to fight barehanded against foes with swords
because of his crippling side-effect but no more, and he wasn�t going to let
his first chance go to waste. Without any more hesitation Kaien threw his arms
to the side, thus throwing the man still standing strong against him away, and
drew Nejibana. The sword hummed in his grip, like it
loved the attention of being back in his hands, and Kaien allowed himself as
small smile before he ran at his foe.

After millennia of experience, Jyushiro was not
one to be surprised by much for too long, and so the blades met in a dance that
had been going on ever since disagreement had first been kindled in humanity.
He was actually surprised by the
strength behind Kaien�s blows however, not even his former lieutenant had had
that much strength, but this person had his memories, but he wasn�t him. He had
to keep reminding himself of that.

Two blades against one may seem like an unfair advantage, but Kaien managed
to hold his ground well against the impressed Shinigami. Were this an actual
battle, Jyushiro would have not held back, but since
it wasn�t and this level of fighting wasn�t too far from his real skill he had
no problem keeping it up without disappointment. Again, Kaien�s blade swung
down against him and he caught it between his two blades and their second,
hooked blades on them, trapping the zanpakutou between his two. Kaien grunted
as he tried to free his sword but to no avail, and finally Ukitake
sent a charge of electricity through his swords and numbed Kaien�s grip enough
to wrestle the blade away and throw it to the side, rendering the oldest
Kurosaki child weaponless.

Kaien shook his hand out as the residual electricity sparked from his hand
and he darted his eyes over to where Nejibana was
stuck into the ground, off to the captain�s side. �You�re pretty good Kaien,
but you still have a ways to go.�

His eyes narrowed at the compliment he took as an insult and with the
combined might of Sonido and Shunpo
Jyushiro Ukitake barely had
the time to whip his head over to where the sword had now been picked up, let
alone raise his blades in time to block the next strike. However, that wasn�t
what happened, instead Kaien jumped into the air and launched himself down at
his enemy. His vision blurred as memories assaulted him, guided him, and raised
his hand to his side with his partner at the ready almost against his will.
With words that didn�t seem like his own he shouted, �Rankle the Seas and the
Skies, Nejibana!�

With a twirl of his hand the blade elongated and warped, until when stopped
the crystalline trident with blue tassel was held solidly in his hand.

Jyushiro had thought he had separated his ex-lieutenant
from the man falling towards him but with that weapon in hand and the
astonishing likeness, former feelings and surprise in general halted his
reaction time. By the time he came back to himself the trident�s blades were
mere seconds away from his head and his first instinctive reaction was to block
the attack with his blades. He had forgotten about the zanpakutou�s particular
ability however, and thus thanks only to his skill was he able to jump away
from the young man before the crashing water fell and destroyed the land he had
previously been standing on.

Kaien stared down in wonder at the weapon in his hands when he landed. He
had only held her a few times before now but it had never felt so right. Right
then it did, it felt like part of him had returned and now he could fight at
full strength. The memories didn�t stop, they kept coming, guiding his
movements and inputting the complex technique with which to wield her directly
into his mind.

Jyushiro didn�t know what to make of the dazed expression
on Kaien�s face, but he did know he had to parry when the body came at him,
using moves he knew all too well. Nejibana spun in
practiced motions that had even the dual-bladed captain struggling to keep up
and defend. Were it not for those two blades it would have been nigh impossible
to come out unscathed, though even with
them he had to move constantly otherwise the intense rush of water would crush
him. Lakes were forming all over the battleground as the strikes continued and
without a long array of spins above his head Kaien brought the blade down once
more, rocking the area with an explosion of dust when Ukitake
remained in place and blocked the attack.

When the smoke cleared, Nejibana was struggling
against a wall of water, and Ukitake was unharmed.

Again, Kaien�s memory flashed back. He knew this, this was part of his
captain�s�no, Kaien Shiba�s
captain�s�zanpakutou. He could have done this all along. All the sudden
lightning surged forward and forced Kaien on the defensive as he dodged the
bolts only to find the captain right behind them and now it was knee-jerk
reactions to the two quickly moving swords to keep himself safe.

The white-haired captain was smiling inwardly. The Kaien he was fighting
now may be hundreds of years younger than his former lieutenant, but he was
stronger and dare he think it, even more advanced than him. He wasn�t using his
full strength, but he knew Kaien wasn�t either, though with the new strength
that had been kindled within him to help fight off his old disease, there would
be no contest unless the young man defending against him used his other
zanpakutous. I wonder how he�ll do
against this� With that thought, the captain dropped down and brought his
swords up on either side of Kaien�s arms, under
the pole of the zanpakutou.

Kaien knew he was screwed, but he thought he had a strong enough barrier
between himself and those blades to make the attack ineffectual. He hadn�t
taken into account the elemental abilities that hadn�t been used before, nor
had he considered the extra strength Jyushiro was now
using to test him.

Thus, his eyes widened impossibly wide when each blade dug into the flesh
of both his arms.

Pain took on a new definition for Kaien Kurosaki.

Everyone could only watch seeming in slow motion as Nejibana
fell from Kaien�s hands and onto the ground with a resounding thump as sweat broke out on his skin so
quickly it could barely be comprehended. His mouth moved but no words came out,
then as the blood started to run down his arms Kaien threw his head back and
screamed.

He didn�t just scream, he screamed like he had just had his limbs torn from
his body while he was completely awake. His deep bass voice went from what it
was to a shrill falsetto and the abject agony
relayed through the scream had everyone clutching their ears. Kaien fell to the
ground as his hand clasped to his head and he thrashed about in the greatest
seizure he had ever had brought on by his ability. This wasn�t just one spirit
to copy, this was two, and his body
felt like it was tearing itself apart.

Ukitake could only watch as blood started leaking from
Kaien�s eyelids and suddenly Ichigo was right beside him, pushing him away.
�Shit! It�s his Hollow!!! Everyone get out of here, he�s losing control!!�

The black tattoos under his eyes were starting to disappear and be replaced
by ones resembling orange flames that went all the way around his eyes as his
skin darkened in sporadic shifts to a dull grey. This was too familiar, way too
familiar to the captain, and he found that he couldn�t move his feet as he
watched the young man degenerate and thrash as his screams became louder.

Then, to everyone�s surprise, the body in front of them started flickering
from sight. Right before their eyes the body flickered from Kaien, to a woman
with startling blue hair and wearing a soft blue dress. Kin�s gasp almost went
unheard. �Nejibana.�

She too was clutching her head in pain and her face was scrunched up into
the most unimaginable expression of pure torment. Their bodies would flicker
back and forth, and finally her head managed to look over at the two captains
standing before her. �P-Please�Ca-Captain!!
I-I ca-ant hold h-him m-m-much longer!! AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!� With her
pain-filled cry she once again flickered back and revealed Kaien, and though
the pain from copying the zanpakutous was almost over, the ability to fight off
the Hollow that had bubbled up to protect his life�which was it�s life�was
practically gone.

He couldn�t think, couldn�t speak, he could only scream. Pain lit every
nerve and it felt like his soul was trying to split into two separate beings.
Of course that was impossible, but he had never imagined that absorbing twin
zanpakutous�or maybe just two zanpakutous at the same time, he had never
tried�would tax his body so much. He could feel his consciousness fading, and
the frightening thing was he didn�t know if that was because of the pain or if
his blood was rising to the surface, and as of now he had no way to fight it
down were it the latter. He couldn�t even feel his body, the pain was just too
numbing, and so just as he was about to surrender to whatever awaited him, a
soft melody caught his ringing ears.

It was soft, gentle, as melodic as a piano�s hymn and as comforting as an
angel�s voice. It was something he had known for as long as he could remember
until he couldn�t even remember anymore: the soft hum and beautiful voice of
his mother�s lullaby. He couldn�t make out any of the words, but even the tune
was enough to make him forget the pain, the suffering, and soon he felt his
consciousness fading for a different reason; the blood had been set at bay once
again.

And darkness was all he saw.

~~~~~~~~~

Author�s Notes: Hey Everyone! Me again! Sorry for the
long wait, once again, but I hope this extra long chapter will grant me some
forgiveness. As a quick note, I DID, really I did, try to get on FF.net, but
after reviewing the terms of service, they don�t allow MA rated stories, those
with explicit content, on their site, so I�m sorry but it�ll be impossible for
me to post there. I had really looked forward to doing it too because I�d
really like more input and opening my stories up to a wider base would be
awesome. I guess it wasn�t meant to be. Also, I had a very significant typo
that I hadn�t fixed yet pointed out to me about What The Eyes
Can�t See. I knew about it, but I hadn�t gotten around to fixing it, and
someone finally noticed. I mixed up the ages on when Ichigo�s sisters were born
and when his mother died, so I have now fixed that in WTECS. I originally said
he was four, but I now know it to be nine, so forgive me on that major error in
Ichigo�s life. I�ve made it to over ten thousand views on WTECS so I�m
amazingly happy, and I finally got my one hundredth review for it too so I�m
just ecstatic. I know it might seem like cheating that I had a lot of the same
people review all the time, but all that feedback is just so encouraging!!! Thank
you all and I hope you still like to read the story, heaven�s knows I still do,
and I�m wondering if that�s a bad thing since I�m the writer� Yeah, I�ll leave
it at that.

Hey, still haven�t gotten any e-mails, but that�s fine. I can understand
why you guys wouldn�t want to e-mail a complete stranger, so thanks anyways and
I�ll be content to have the affirmation of readers for my story.

I�d really appreciate reviews and once again, I�m sorry but another
wait�um�awaits. Back to college for me again, wish me luck!

I hope you enjoyed the chapter and feel free to tell me about it!
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