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What
Sweet Punishment
He walked out into the
afternoon sun and in just a blink he reopened his eyes to see Kin right in
front of him.
And from the looks of things
she was not happy.
“Oh shit.”
This…was gonna hurt.
~~~~~~~~~
Her bright yellow eyes blazed in
the light of the sun as the field grass swayed in the breeze around them, and
they were fixed solely on the person that had walked out the front door of the
house in front of her. In other words: him. He could tell from the perspiration
on her skin that she had been running for a good deal of time, and her body’s
every definition could be seen from the way her muscles had tensed in
aggravation. Her beautiful blond hair was sticking to the sides of her bronze face
and her long ponytail was limp against her back even though the breeze should
have been enough to cause movement.
Blue light sparked from her fist
and he gulped worriedly as she pulled back and punched him right in the face
before he had any time to say anything, sending him flying into the trees to
the house’s right. He flipped backwards and skidded to a stop with his bare
feet, condemned to simply watching as his fiancé stalked towards him like a
demon as lightning crackled murderously on her back. His cheek stung horribly
and it was all he could do not to clutch it out of reflex, but he knew he was
going to need his hands for other, far more important things. Like saving his
life for example.
He wiped his mouth of the spittle
that had fallen at her punch and chuckled nervously. “Nice to
see you too.”
Her golden eyes bored into him,
not amused at his attempt at humor. “Three days…” she hissed darkly. “THREE. DAYS.”
She vanished from his sight and in
the time it took lightning to travel Kaien was already moving,
nineteen other copies of himself scattered across the landscape in his speed. This
didn’t bother her at all, if anything it just provoked her to go even faster,
hitting as many of the images as she could until she found which afterimage was
the real one. Meanwhile Kaien was trying to keep the consternation off his
face, because the blows she was landing would really freaking hurt if he was
the actual one on the receiving end. He couldn’t stop his eyes from widening
when she honed in on him, and she knew she had found him when instead of taking
the hit, he dodged it. She didn’t give him any time to get back into Gemelos
Sonido as the Kidou on her back flared out like a volcanic eruption and made
running to any other area impossible, leaving him open in front of her.
She tore into him like a pack of
ravenous wolves with fresh blood in their senses. Hundreds of punches came at
him in the time it would take the Living World’s fastest martial artist to make
one, and it was only thanks to his own aptitude for speed that he was able to
dodge ninety-nine out of the hundred that came at him periodically.
That still meant he was being hit
once, at least, and those suckers hurt.
“Kin.” Punch. “Dammit.” Another punch.
“Let.” Kick. “Me.” The next punch caught him square in the eye and rattled his
head like a punching bag. Shit that burns!!! He was surprised his right
eye hadn’t swollen shut immediately, but it was certainly going to leave a
mark. “Speak, dammit!” She paused, but only for a millisecond. It seemed her
anger wasn’t about to be extinguished that easily. He cursed under his breath
as he fought the rising urge to ensnare her in his newly-acquired tendrils.
“Please.” Punch “I’m.” Kick. “Sorry.” Kiss.
…
Wait, kiss?
His brain shot-circuited at the
sudden sensation that was nothing like the pain she had been trying to dish out
ever since she had laid eyes on him again. It wasn’t soft or gentle
either; it was forceful, hungry, desperate, and needy. If he hadn’t been
already, Kaien now felt like more of an ass than ever before. The brilliant
light dancing off her back disappeared in a flash and she had wrapped her arms
around his neck in an embrace just as conflicted as her kiss. He could see the tears
falling from her eyes now, and as she withdrew from his lips she all but
collapsed into his chest, supported only by the slackening grip around his
neck.
He wrapped his arms around her
softly and drew her as close as he could to him while she sobbed into his
kimono. “I’m sorry,” he repeated mournfully. “I always try to protect you, but
ever since I came back the only thing that’s been making you cry is me…”
The arms around his neck suddenly
went rigid, and not more than a second later she had pulled herself up again
and stolen another searing kiss from his unsuspecting lips. Desire was tangible
in the air around them, the clearing in the woods thick with pheromones from
both bodies present. Kaien was far more prepared to reciprocate this kiss than
the last one, and his lover’s tense body nearly went limp when he proceeded to
devour her unashamedly. He couldn’t really say he had consciously missed her,
as he had been in a near mindless state of rage for the majority of his time
away, but in his heart he knew he had left behind the other half of himself,
and it was currently rejoicing at being reunited with said half. Subconsciously
or not, he had missed her, and there was no better feeling than having her
firmly in his arms.
He fought down the arousal
coursing through him from her amazing kisses. Disappearing for days and
expecting physical pleasure right after return was egotistical to say the
least, and he had been selfish enough over the past three days.
Kin though, had other ideas.
She hadn’t known how to react
when she saw him again, but the first thing that came to mind was pain, so she
had chosen that. Hearing his voice again, his regret, overrode that desire and
instead the other emotion had reared its head: her need. She had missed
him, the safety net she had come to love, the man that held her heart and soul,
the lover who made her body burn with the simplest
gesture. She had missed him, and she wanted him. She felt his
growing arousal pressing against her and smiled sadistically in their kiss as
she pulled away and heard him pant against her neck huskily. That alone sent
indescribable tremors through her desperate body and even she could
smell her arousal mixing with her sweat.
“You’re mine, Kaien. You
ran away without giving me so much as a hint and had me worrying for three
entire days. You. Are. Mine,”
she purred sensuously and dug her teeth into the flesh of his neck, which
earned her a harsh gasp. His knees failed him and he ended up leaning against a
tree with her still held intimately against him. She licked the bruised spot
she had made on his neck tortuously and his breathing turned ragged under her
hot tongue. That mark would take a
while to heal. She had complete control even though he was a whole head taller
than her not to mention the one she was being held by at the moment.
“God, Kin, what are you…” he
gasped heavily as she turned her attention to his collarbone and proceeded to
mimic her action on his neck. “…doing…to…me…!?” He was
so hard it was getting painful, and since he was in no position to rearrange
himself into a less constricting place in his boxers, he could do nothing but
bite his bottom lip as she continued to place boiling kisses on his ashen skin
as she rubbed her core along the tent in his pants in agonizingly slow motions.
“You know exactly what I’m doing
to you,” she cooed seductively as one of her hands trailed down between them to
deftly untie the obi keeping his hakama up and his haori closed. When her thin,
feminine hand grasped his aching shaft his knees buckled completely and they
slid to the ground, where she smiled dangerously and slid his hakama and boxers
down until she could see his erection pointing into the air proudly. She gulped
unwittingly; it felt even bigger than she could remember in her hand, and all
the blood pounding into the hard flesh had the veins thick and ridged. God she
wanted it, but she had to torture him a bit first. It was only fair.
If she was bothered by the way
the body she once knew was now completely white she didn’t show it, instead she
seemed to cherish it all the more, worshiping each inch of impressive muscle
down his chest with her tongue, much to his very vocal approval. “You’re mine.
Each and every inch of you belongs to me. You were the one that told me that,
Kaien.” Her lips closed in over one of his erect nipples and he shuddered at
the odd, but not unwelcome pleasure that jolted through him. She rolled the nub
around her tongue just like he did to her so often and he groaned almost in
despair. She was killing him, he was sure of it. She turned her attention to
his other nipple as she started slowly pumping the flesh in her hand, greatly
enjoying the way his hips started bucking almost immediately to try and get
more friction.
“Dammit…oh dammit Kin…”
The hoarse, near panicked voice
of her lover lost in pleasure that she wouldn’t let peak sent shivers through
her and she found her underwear much too wet for her to keep on, though she
couldn’t do anything about it. It was one of the few downsides of this very positive
situation. She had his one hand pinned with her superhuman strength, and the
other was gripping the ground in a spastic hold, knowing enough that if he even
tried to touch her she would simply let go of what she was fondling to pin it
back down. It was a lose-lose scenario for him.
His body felt like it was on
fire. It wasn’t even the fact that she was doing amazing things to his
nether-regions, it was that all of her attention was on him, on every other
erogenous zone he might have ever had on his body, and she was making sure she
found every one of them one by one. He had done this to her before, but for
some reason he had never expected the tables to be turned. He could barely breathe;
it just felt way too good. They only had limited experience with each other,
but those limited experiences often lasted a long time. He didn’t know where
she was pulling her knowledge from, but his body had simply shut off and told
him to enjoy it while it lasted.
And oh how he hoped it lasted,
even if it was pure torture at the same time.
“Shit!” he cried when her sharp
teeth and seemingly superheated tongue unexpectedly assaulted one of his ears.
He knew hers were sensitive, but he had never thought his would be too. He
resisted the urge to writhe beneath her even though his hips had already
rejected his control and were openly thrusting into her hand. She was way too
good at this.
His blue eye squinted open to
peek over at the woman currently tormenting him and saw her face flushed with
heat as she breathed in light gasps to hide her aching body from his senses.
Her eyes were flooded with wanton desire and her breasts were bouncing with
each light gasp she took in. She was still fully clothed, and her skin was
shimmering in the light breaking through the trees from the sweat glistening
down her bronze skin.
She looked like an angel, an
unbelievably hot, sexy angel.
“Gah!”
The sound came from him without warning, and he gritted his teeth. She was an
angel all right, an angel currently sending his body on a one-way trip to
heaven.
Kin was having troubles of her
own. During their lovemaking his voice had always enraptured her, but now, as
the watery tinge made his voice like something from dreams, she was having a
hard time controlling herself. He was naked from the waist down, and even his
haori was haphazardly covering his arms at best, loosely dangling from his body,
leaving his entire chiseled chest open to the air. Even after three days, he was still
white, and for some reason she found she didn’t mind that.
She loved him. She loved him,
no matter what color he was. She simply loved…him.
And right now he looked like a
Greek god, trying desperately to save himself from the clutches of bliss. His
pale muscles were taut with effort, and his skin shone ephemerally in the sun
like a precious gem, like a legendary creature carved from ice come to life. The
marks she had made on his neck and collarbone stood out in stark contrast to
the rest of his body, but they were hers, her marks of possession on
him. She was so wet, and she wanted him so badly. He was arousing her beyond
what she had ever thought possible, and she was the one that was supposed to be
tormenting him!
“Are you close?” she whispered
brokenly into his ear, and he just about whimpered. She knew for damn well that
he was close, and she had slowed her pace dramatically. He wanted to scream.
“I’m not going to allow you to.”
His eyes widened when she removed
her hand from his throbbing cock, leaving him stranded so close to the edge. He
swung his head back and hit himself on the tree he had been propped against. It
was so frustrating! He wouldn’t beg though, no amount of teasing could lead him
to beg. He would admit a lot of things, but he would not beg. His eyes met hers
and just as his mouth was about to open she had pulled her hands back to her
body and thrown her tight spandex shirt from her body, allowing her glistening
breasts to bounce into view.
Kaien instantly forgot whatever
he might have wanted to say.
Wasting no time, Kin stood and
undid her obi, unmoving as the loose hakama fell to the ground. His mouth
watered when he saw her skimpy underwear, far wetter than any other area coated
in sweat around it. Her smell was overpowering, intoxicating, and it made him
harder than he already was, which was now too sensitive to bear silently. She
went even further than that however, and reached behind her head to flip off
the band keeping her hair in place before she shook her head playfully and let
the golden strands flare around her head before falling over her shoulders and
down her back as she ran her hands down her sweat-slicked body.
His mouth lost any and all
moisture it might have gained. She wasn’t an angel.
She was a goddess.
She sent him a sultry smile as she
crawled over to his lap and positioned herself over him, a small whine escaping
her when her soaked folds met the tip of his hypersensitive erection, one that
he mimicked in mock agony. The feel of her so close to him after being held
back from climax was almost too much. “I think I’ve punished you enough,” she
said huskily as she grinned again, and he didn’t have the ability to grin back.
His mind was focused elsewhere at the moment. “My turn.”
She lowered herself down onto
him, and she didn’t know whether or not it was the position or all her previous
treatment, but whatever it was he was thicker than ever before and so deep
within her she felt like she was going to die. The rough organ scratched so
many places within her she didn’t even need to move to be set alight, and her
breathing was now just as ragged as his was. “Oh god…” she whimpered helplessly
as she tried to get up the strength to move.
It was so tight, and so
breathtakingly awesome she nearly cried. He was so far within her it was almost
like she could feel him everywhere, even as her muscles trembled and her inner
walls shivered over the welcome intruder, like she didn’t know whether she
wanted him out or farther in. The experience was too much, she couldn’t move;
she could barely breathe. She had
been waiting days for this.
Kaien smirked weakly and slammed
his hips up sharply, bouncing her on the full length of his shaft. A shrill cry
crashed out of her mouth and he quickly pushed himself up to capture her lips
and swallow the sound. She had tortured him, sent him so close to the edge and
left him hanging. He was going to remind her who she was messing with.
She moaned into his mouth as
their tongues wrestled with each other and he bucked into her again when she
started sucking on his tongue, something neither of them had ever done before.
Her eroticism never ceased to amaze him today. He was simply in awe of her.
Her head fell back limply as she
moaned happily while she ground her pelvis into his, and he buried his head in
the nape of her neck just to cover his cries. It felt too good, tighter than
ever before, and she looked simply amazing, riding him in the middle of a
forest as light dwindled through the trees. Returning the favor, Kaien bit into
the flesh of her neck and stiffened when her inner muscles tightened around him
immensely. He laved the area he had bitten with attention and every time she
convulsed around him.
“Harder…harder…!!!”
He planted his hands firmly on
her hips and helped lift her up before forcefully bringing her back down and
impaling her once again, something just as good for him as it was for her. She
screamed in bliss and bit her knuckle to try and keep quiet, which made her
look much too cute in his eyes as he watched her bounce on his cock erotically.
The combination yet contrast of cute and sexual were nearly too much for him to
take in.
“So close…I’m so close!!!” she
cried in ecstasy.
Kaien was too lost in her to even
care that he had managed to bring her so far without even reaching his peak
after being denied the opportunity to. Kin didn’t even bother opening her eyes
as she felt his warm mouth fighting hers again, and as they kissed and bucked
into each other in abandon, they reached the crescendo they had been hoping for
in a wild display of sweat and skin as their mixed fluids ran down their thighs.
Kin slumped against her lover’s
chest, reveling in the warmth pooling within her as her body shook in the
remnants of the climax that had rippled through her like a tidal wave. “I love
you Kaien, and I missed you. Please…don’t ever do that to me again…”
His mind was slowly returning to
him from the haze of pleasure that had been put over it and he smiled happily.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing you say that. I love you too, and
I promise, from now on, I’ll never do it again. Not without you.”
Those words made tears sting her
eyes, tears of joy that had been threatening to fall every second he pounded
into her, joined their bodies as their souls already
were. “You may be an idiot, but you’re my idiot.”
He kept smiling as he combed his
fingers through her wet hair and simply enjoyed the way their slick bodies
meshed together.
“Now and
forever.”
~~~~~~~~~~
Kin wasn’t the only one to have
felt the flare of reiatsu from the Eleventh Division captain, so naturally,
those out searching for him had either been sent back to Seireitei or—were they
family members for example—they had immediately took off to the source of
aforementioned flare.
One could only imagine their
surprise then when they came to a house in the middle of nowhere with a giant
sign stating who the owner was, suspended between two giant slingshots.
The three teens standing in front
of it after rushing to the point of origin were in a stupefied trance. “I don’t
know where to begin when it comes to what’s wrong with this picture…” Masaki
said confusedly as she scratched the side of her head.
Tsukiyomi’s raised eyebrow said
it all. “Gaudy doesn’t begin to describe it.”
Sora merely smiled as he shook
his head. “Certainly not shy, whoever this Kuukaku
person is.”
“You can say that again,” a voice
said from behind them, and they all jumped in surprise, just to turn around and
see Ichigo setting down Tatsuki. He wasn’t about to let her run that far after
all.
“I take it you know this guy?”
the orange-haired Ishida stated plainly as he thumbed over at the gigantic
banner.
Ichigo chuckled. “SHE is
someone you don’t want to piss off, believe me.”
The three blanched. The person
who had done this crime against nature was a woman!?
“Strange kind
of symmetry if you ask me. Must be fate for him to end up here,” Tatsuki
noted with a sigh. “Well, we might as well get in there. Seems
like Kin’s giving him the one-over right now; no point waiting outside.”
The lightning in the distance on the clear blue sky testified to the truth of
her comment.
“He deserves it. Heck, she was
more worried than any of us!” Masaki quipped with a large grin.
Her sister chuckled darkly. “Makes
you wonder where those bruises’ll be though…” she trailed off ominously
and turned back to the door. Sora was now trying to fight off the light blush
rising on his cheeks and Masaki had no clue what had been insinuated
whatsoever, until with a little help from a much more knowledgeable source
inside she too turned a bright shade of red and sputtered nonsense
embarrassedly. Ichigo and Tatsuki just smiled knowingly. If there was one thing
they knew, it was make-up sex.
They chuckled and Ichigo went and
knocked on the door.
Not very surprising, they were
greeted by one of the servants of the household, Siroganuhiko. “Master Ichigo!
It’s been a long time!” the strange man welcomed exuberantly. “You must be here
regarding Master Kenpachi and the stranger’s presence, correct?”
He and Tatsuki both nodded.
“Yeah, that’d be why. Could you take us to them?”
The large man inclined his head
slightly. “Of course. Right this way.”
Masaki, Tsukiyomi and Sora looked
at each other strangely before shrugging and following him into the house. Their first impression? He was weird.
They hadn’t even met the other
one yet.
If there had been anything Ichigo
and Tatsuki had been expecting after meeting her again after so long, it
definitely wasn’t for her to be prone on a bed with Kenpachi sitting sullenly
beside her. Then of course, they noticed the large swell that had taken up
residence where her thin stomach had once been.
The first thought that came to
mind was: who in their right mind would get Kuukaku pregnant!? And
naturally, who in any mind would Kuukaku let get her pregnant!?
“Well…this is awkward,” Tatsuki
said at last. “She okay?”
Kenpachi turned to regard them
casually. He wasn’t the type to get worried, angry yes, furious yes, and even
though those were distractions to hide the fact that he was worried, he wasn’t
the type to admit it either. “Your brat didn’t explain anything to me, but I
probably wouldn’t have even understood it if he tried!” If they didn’t know any
better, they would have thought his aloof demeanor was actually forced.
“All I know is it looked like Kuu was gonna have the kid and Kaien stopped it
from happening.”
They disregarded the fact that he
had just used ‘Kuu’ instead of ‘Kuukaku’ or ‘woman’. “Was she due?” Ichigo
asked quizzically.
The spiky-haired captain shook
his head. “Not for another couple weeks. The kid said somethin’ 'bout keepin’
the baby alive, so I didn’t ask anymore.”
“Premature births aren’t that big
of a deal in the Living World, but here’s a different story. There are way too
many things that could go wrong here, the largest of those being permanent
brain damage. She’s lucky he was here if that’s the case, because what you
described were fake contractions. She must have been pretty stressed.”
Kenpachi snorted. “Like hell she
was! She’s been fine every time I’ve come to check up on her and it wasn’t
until your brat showed up that this happened!”
The two parents knew the likeliest
reason. They hadn’t introduced their kids to most of the Society, and for Kaien
to show up unannounced at the place where his family from a past life was….
Well, they knew what had probably happened. Kuukaku was by no means stupid.
Tatsuki was the first to catch
what had been wrong with the previous sentence. “Wait a minute,
you come out to visit her often?”
“Well, yeah. She didn’t want to
come live in Seireitei so I’ve been comin’ out here instead. Gotta make sure
she’s alright. I might’ve been fine without a ma or pa but I wouldn’t wish that
on nobody, ‘specially not my own brat.”
It was pretty obvious what
happened next.
After that mental and emotional
trauma had been dealt, things settled back to relative normalcy, well, as
normal as one can get after realizing that Kenpachi Zaraki was actually going
to father a child, and that one of the most violent women they had ever met was
going to be the mother of said child. Ichigo and his equally stunned wife were
already thinking of possible baby names too.
Lucifer, Satan,
Beelzebub, Diablo; the kinds of things that warmed the heart.
Out of sheer
terror maybe.
It was a silence that none of
them particularly liked that followed, and all because they were waiting for
someone when they could have been out exploring still. The teens hadn’t nearly
covered even half of Seireitei, but they had to admit seeing some of the Rukon
districts wasn’t that bad either. Besides, some rather
radical changes had happened to the person they were waiting for before he had
ran off. They had to see if the changes were permanent or not.
“Really, what’s taking them so
long? What on earth is she doing to him?” Masaki asked, and only after it was
out of her mouth did she realize the other interpretations those words could
have.
“Not like you to be so
forward,” Tsukiyomi purred tauntingly. Sora didn’t comment, his imagination had taken off in far too many directions
for the normally calm and cool Quincy.
“Girls…” Ichigo warned, and Tsuki
pouted exaggeratedly, something that caught the father off-guard just because
he hadn’t seen it in so long.
“Jeez, she’s got you wrapped
around her finger, like always,” Tatsuki joked as she rolled her eyes. He was
just like his father, a complete doormat for his daughters. Then again, he
wasn’t nearly as bad with Kaien as Isshin had been—and still was—with him.
“What’s goin’ on in here!?” a
loud gruff voice exclaimed unexpectedly.
Ichigo craned his head around to
see who the newest arrival was. “Oh great. Ladies and
gentlemen, the sideburns of doom have arrived.”
It was Ganju Shiba.
He then seemed to input who the
people in the room were. “I-Ichigo? Wow, it’s been
ages!”
The orange-haired man grinned and saluted sarcastically.
“Yo.”
“Whoa, and two
mini dandelion-heads too! No wonder you were away for so long!”
Sora’s eyebrow started twitching
as he adjusted his glasses out of habit. “My name is Sora Ishida, thank
you,” the teen said calmly.
The large man rubbed his chin
thoughtfully. “No kidding? Never thought that archer’d have a
kid like you.”
A blue projectile tore through
the fabric of his crotch, and Ganju gave a very unmanly cry of surprise.
Sora glared at the man as his
fairy returned to his finger. “And you might not get the chance.”
Ichigo laughed heartily. “Well played!”
Tsukiyomi straightened smugly
beside her time-defying boyfriend. He wasn’t anyone to make fun of, and that
made her very proud, both of him and herself, for being with him. She was
really…happy she had chosen him.
“And who might you be?” the big
man asked, staring down at her with a dumb-ass grin.
“My name’s Tsukiyomi. And
my sister’s name is Masaki, not dandelion-head by the way, ya gorilla.”
This time Ichigo fell over
laughing while Ganju’s veins started throbbing in his forehead. “Anyone ever
teach you to respect your elders?”
“Anyone ever teach you
fashion sense or were you just born colorblind?”
Ichigo was dying on the floor
now. Who coulda thought my little girl would put up with him the same way I
do!? Tsuki you are definitely getting a bigger allowance!
“Like you can talk, you walking monochrome!”
“Big
words coming from the missing link in evolution!”
“Did’ja swallow
a flashlight or is the inside of your head so empty the light just bounces back
out!?”
“Must
have been hard stringing all those words together. Does
your brain hurt yet!?”
“Monochrome!”
“Ape-man!”
“Monochrome!”
“Ape-man!”
“Mono—”
A sword suddenly embedded itself
in the wall right by Ganju’s head, where it vibrated softly. All noise died
immediately as the man gulped heavily. “Will you all just shut the hell up and
let me sleep!?!” Kuukaku yelled furiously and her outstretched hand spoke all
too well of who had thrown that particular sword. She fell back to the bed
rather quickly, as the quick trip upright hadn’t been the best for her blood
flow.
“Picking on
each other like always. Guess some things just don’t change.”
They all turned at the odd voice
that had so mockingly entered their room and there stood Kaien in the white
kimono he had borrowed, Kin right beside him with a rather peachy look on her
face. Most in the room had frozen solid upon witnessing the changes had in fact
been permanent, but relief was still foremost in their minds.
Tsukiyomi and Masaki instantly
ran to their brother and the three embraced with tears of joy on the younger
sisters’ faces. “How many times do we have to tell you not to
run away like that!?” Masaki cried happily as she fought between wanting
to cry and wanting to laugh.
“I lost count a long time ago.”
Tsuki merely chose to keep a hard
grip around his midsection, and when she looked up at him she smiled brightly
as she saw his face, both of them equally unnerved. For him: seeing her smile
like that; and her: seeing his face like it was, period. “I guess I can
see a family resemblance now…” She didn’t tell him that she could see the
beginnings of hickeys just barely being covered by his kimono since she was so
close, and so her initial assumptions had proven correct. He smelled of salt
water, so she guessed they had found some place to wash off before they had
returned. She couldn’t wait until she was older now, adult relationships seemed
very interesting.
Kaien laughed at her assessment.
“Well, that’s a good thing I guess.”
Ganju smirked proudly. “Seems
like you’re up and about now eh? When my boys found you you were near dead.
Gotta give you Soul Reapers some credit, you’re harder to kill than cockroaches! You better thank my sis when she wakes up, it’s a miracle she even took care of you at all!”
Kaien didn’t recognize the man in
front of him, as Ganju had just been a little boy when he had died. However,
there were enough things about him to make the connection, the largest of which
being he had just called Kuukaku ‘sis’. “So you’re Ganju then?”
The man in question took a step
back at the look in the strange man’s eyes. He couldn’t shake the feeling that
he knew him…. “Hear that from Sis?”
“Unless you call ‘my idiot
brother’ your name I don’t think so,” he said with a large grin, one that shook
Ganju to his core. He knew that grin, but it couldn’t be.
“The name’s Ganju Shiba! I think
I deserve a bit of thanks, seeing how my gang and I saved your butt,” he said
snottily with a proud flick of his nose.
“Kaien Kurosaki,” he replied as
he stretched out his hand towards the other man.
Ganju had reacted the same way
Kuukaku had, that of changing to a rather startling shade of white as he too
reached out to shake the outstretched appendage with a shivering hand. “K-Kaien?”
“That’s my name.”
“We hope you don’t mind us using
it. It just seemed so perfect when he was born,” Tatsuki cut in rather
suddenly. In more ways than one... she finished inwardly.
“N-N-No, it’s
fine. I’m sure Onii-chan would be honored. Ichigo did help save the Soul
Reapers he loved so much…” Ganju trailed off, unable to tear his eyes away from
scanning over the man in front of him, just as Kuukaku had done.
“At least you grew up somewhat
wise! I was worried you’d be a crybaby for the rest of your life!” Kaien jibed
with a laugh.
The Shiba man’s face hardened
dangerously. “What did you say?”
Kaien looked up in a mock pout
before turning deathly serious. “I don’t know how to break this to you, your
sister nearly killed me after all, but I have…all the memories of your older
brother.”
No pulled punches, that was for
sure.
The tick now above Ganju’s eye
couldn’t have been good for his health. “We all know reincarnations don’t have
any memories! That’s what the Nobody system is for!”
“Tell me, do you still sleep with
that teddy bear he got you for your third birthday?”
Regardless of the situation,
Ichigo still had to suppress a snicker at that information.
“N-N-N-No!
Of course not!”
“What about your left eyebrow?
The edge hasn’t been able to grow back properly since you played with some of
the fireworks he was experimenting with.” Even though he was trying to be
serious, that example was too much for the carefree Kaien. “And good grief did
you look funny! You were pure black and your short little hair was shot up like
you had been hit by lightning! You cried like a baby until I showed you the new
Kidou I had learned to make you feel better and accidentally blew up Kuu-chan’s
fireworks shed! Ho man she was mad!!” He was so into it he hadn’t even noticed
he had exchanged the ‘he’ for ‘I’ in his sentences. It was really hard for him
to differentiate between the two, because really he was both Kaien Shiba and
Kaien Kurosaki.
Ganju laughed, himself forgetting
the situation. “Yeah, Sis beat us half to death after that!”
Kaien stopped laughing when he
felt his haori’s sleeve being pulled, and he looked down to see Kin looking up
at him worriedly. “Kaien…”
He sobered up almost immediately
and pulled her close. “I’m sorry. Sometimes I just...forget myself.” Kin smiled
as strongly as she could before squeezing him one last time and letting him go.
Masaki chuckled weakly. “Literally.”
Even Tsukiyomi seemed pretty
pissed. “You’re our brother!” She huffed indignantly.
The eldest Kurosaki child smiled
and patted her head, causing her face to warp with embarrassed
indignation. “I know, Tsuki. You and I look too much alike to even question
it!”
She raised her nose into the air
with a smug look. “You don’t look half as good as I do!” Sora
turned a light shade of red, and she saw it out of the corner of her eye. Her
smile widened.
“Thanks for leaving me out
like that,” Masaki pouted.
Kaien smirked dangerously and
Masaki saw it just in time to realize she couldn’t do anything. “Kaien, don’t!”
It was already too late, Kaien had lifted her up and pulled her into a bear hug
that had her coughing for breath dramatically. “Aww, did my wittle sister feewl
weft out? Huh? Huuuh?” The only orange-haired child of
Ichigo Kurosaki was now torn between coughing and laughing as she struggled in
vain to get away.
His appearance might have changed
drastically, but he was still their Kaien.
When he set her down Masaki bent
over, trying to catch her lost breath as she grasped her chest in mock pain.
“Jeez Kaien, I’m too old for that now!
That actually hurts!” While most of it had been in fun, he could tell
that she was telling some truth. Her breathing was too off for it to be
otherwise.
Kin grinned and pointed to her growing chest. “Sensitive are we?”
Masaki’s face almost caught fire.
They were interrupted by someone
clearing their throat pointedly, and they looked over to see that Ganju had
regained his senses as well, or what little he had in the first place. “So
you’re Kaien Kurosaki eh? Nice to meet you,” he said calmly as he stretched out
his hand once again.
Kaien felt pride soar within him,
pride from a brother already dead. He reached out and grasped the hand firmly.
“Looks like you grew up just fine Ganju. I can’t thank you enough for
understanding.” He let go of the hand and bowed silently, nearly causing Ganju
to fall over in shock. “Please treat me well.”
The loud man gave him a mighty
slap on the back with a hearty laugh. “Don’t know about that! You are
the son of ol’ dandelion-head after all!”
BAM!!
And as the fight between Ichigo
and Ganju began again, no one noticed the tears trailing down Kuukaku’s
supposedly sleeping face.
~~~~~~~~
The group sat around a large
table, eating supper with a friendly atmosphere hanging in the air around them.
They were laughing, eating, and bantering like they had known each other for
years, even Kenpachi and Kuukaku.
Kin cleared her throat softly and
attention was on her seconds later. “We have an announcement to make…”
The looks on everyone’s faces
clearly said, ‘So? Make it already’.
“After everything that’s happened
while we’ve been here, we’ve decided we want to have the wedding when we get
back.”
Tatsuki nearly choked on her
food. “I-It usually takes a bit of planning to pull off a wedding you know!”
Kaien was nonplussed. “We know
that, but we’re not having it here or at home. Really it doesn’t make that much
of a difference, because we don’t know many Shinigami anyway. We talked it
over, and she agreed to have it where we actually know people. We’ve both been
pretty isolated over the past five years, so really the only people that need
to know are our friends and family. The whole huge affair like Dad’s wedding
isn’t necessary this time, plus it wouldn’t even be possible!” He laughed. “I’ve
got quite a shadow to live up to, in all the worlds!”
Ichigo looked at Kin
understandingly. “Thank you. Last time none of them were able to come because
of Soul Society’s interference. Truthfully, weddings aren’t usually done there,
but I think we can make an exception in this case…”
The only people who didn’t know
what was going on were Ganju and Kuukaku.
“Well, a few captains might want
to come, but we don’t have to worry about them. Everyone knows them there,”
Tatsuki noted offhandedly.
“Yup, the sooner it’s official
the better. The time we’ve spent here just made us all the more sure of that.”
It seemed Hueco Mundo would be
the stage for its first ever wedding ceremony.
~~~~~~~~~~
Author’s Notes: I thought I had the lemon stretched out a lot more
in this story than it’s predecessor, so I thought it
would be a nice addition. There might only be a couple other chapters after
this, if that, but then I’ll get into the epilogues, and I can guarantee there'll be more than one. I’ll probably end up doing more than one because there are a few things I’ll need to tie up. Believe it or
not this chapter put this story over 310 pages!! I’m pretty psyched that you all stayed with me this long, thank you all!
Once again, this was really fun
to write and I hope you all enjoyed it. A bit more reviews this time would be
much appreciated. If you haven’t reviewed in a while, feel free to start again!
LOL, wow, that was almost sad. Feedback much wanted in
other words, LOL!
Thank you to all those who keep
in contact with me through e-mail too! Continued reviewers like you and the
ones who e-mail me personally really keep me going!
Well, until next time! Hope you
enjoyed this chapter!
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