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The
End Of The Beginning And The Beginning Of The End

To say Kin was nervous was
putting it lightly, in fact it was an insult at this point.

She had gotten used to the
lifestyle of Hueco Mundo
for the most part, but since she wasn�t part Hollow in any sense of the word
she could never fully get a grasp on it. She suspected that in order for
regular humans to assimilate properly they would have had to be born and raised
here, or simply raised like in the Ishida�s� case.

She had been in awe of the
residents for a good deal of time after their battle. Sure, she could beat most
of them, but definitely not all of them. They ranged from the grotesque
to the inhumanly beautiful, from deranged to impeccable. Their morals were just
as diverse as any human society she had ever learned of, and the greatest
surprise of all was that they did in fact, have morals. Here she could be who
she wanted to be, who she was, without fear. Ironic, considering fear was a deciding
factor in almost everything that went on in the realm, but the fact of the
matter was no-one really cared who she was or how she acted. That had
once pissed her off, but it wasn�t long after that that she realized that they
didn�t care who anyone was or how anyone acted, unless they were
directly associated to them and even then it was only minor.

It almost disgusted her. There
was death naturally, the Arrancars loved to fight,
but she couldn�t even feel outraged, because those that had reached the zenith
of their evolution fought with zanpakutous, and
therefore purified their enemy. What was most surprising was that the death
wasn�t as widespread as she would have initially thought. They fought, for
sure, but not as much or as seriously as she would have expected. She had been
around the Rukon districts, scanned intently as she
looked for Kaien what seemed like ages ago, and she had seen atrocities that
made the beings she was currently living around look like saints.

And the Hollows were supposed to
be the bad guys. Kin snorted mentally.

Like Tatsuki had predicted, a
wedding didn�t just happen, and the Arrancars were
unexpectedly excited at the concept, since none of them had been able to go to
their King and Queen�s wedding. They had seen it though, and many of them liked
what they saw. Those that didn�t simply didn�t have to come.

The freedom she felt here was
amazing. They had a hierarchy of power obviously, with the Espada
and their royalty, and they had laws too, but only ones addressing the most
heinous crimes. They were Hollows and they had laws. The only
ones that anyone had to worry about were the lower levels and the Menos, most of those that had evolved to the Arrancar, or Vastro-Lorde level
lived in peace. She was simply astounded. Hueco Mundo was definitely a place she could handle as a home.

School had started again in the
time it had taken for the preparations, and she had instantly been jumped on by
her classmates at the noticeable rock on her finger. She had no shame in
announcing her engagement, in fact she may have been a little too overzealous
in showing it off. Of course, she wasn�t blind to the extra light ignited in
the eyes of the females of the class. At least they didn�t have to worry about
her taking one of their potential crushes again. Still, it was hard to focus on
school when the rest of her life was waiting for her.

Kaien had been conspicuously
absent for all of her dress fittings, and it wasn�t that she didn�t really mind that, it was just that she wasn�t used to it. Though
many of the Arrancars, particularly the women, still
hadn�t warmed up to her very well, there was still a large amount that had. She
felt better with the little friends she had here than she had with all the
people that she had been around in the Living World for�a long time. It was
such a strange feeling, yet one she didn�t want to end.

There was so much to explore, so
much to do. It made her skin tingle just thinking about it.

She couldn�t remember how long
she had been away from Kaien, what with going directly from school to Hueco Mundo to organize whatever
he hadn�t already done that day while trying to balance going home and keeping
her parents in the loop as they helped guide her along with any further
preparations. Weddings were dizzying things, and Tatsuki had laughed along with
her many a time, saying she hadn�t had it nearly as bad. The Shinigami Women�s
Association came in handy for some things at least, though the other
ninety-nine percent of the time they were pretty useless, counterproductive even.

It went without saying then, that
she and Kaien hadn�t been�together in a while. She was so pent-up just the
mention of his name could heat her skin, and she knew he was no better off, or
she hoped so anyway. Their wedding night was going to be one to remember, she
was going to make sure of that.

As it was, everything had been
said and done, and there was only one last thing to accomplish before that
happened.

The wedding.
And right now, she was ready.

She was actually anxiously
awaiting the desired music to start. She was dressed and ready, holding the
quartz-like flowers in her hands with her father at her side. The blonde man
had actually shaved for the occasion, though his precious hat and
sandals were still in place, along with his ever-present cane. Soul Society
hadn�t seen it fit to allow him back, but that didn�t mean that he couldn�t go
to Hueco Mundo. She felt
giddy, and she could barely contain the spasms in her hands and feet. She
wanted to laugh and scream and smile and dance. It was finally here. She was
going to be married. Cold feet were the farthest things from her mind, right
then it was all she could do not to run down the aisle and jump into his arms.

When the music started and
vibrated through the pale white doors in front of her, her heart nearly
stopped. It was here.

The doors opened, and she stepped
across the threshold.

Into the
beginning of their new life.

~~~~~~~~~

It had been weeks of nonstop
preparation for him. From the layout and construction of the hall it would be
held in to everything the wedding-inept Arrancars
wanted to incorporate into the event. The first five days alone had been spent
trying to educate them on the traditions of the Living World. It was nice
though, he was so exhausted by the end of the day he couldn�t remember he and
Kin�s lack of contact.

His body was nearly buzzing with
awareness, unexplainably nervous as he stood at the white stone altar and
looked down the long white aisle to the doors hiding the woman of his heart from
his eyes. He could feel her there, radiating her proud, powerful reiatsu.
Knowing she was there and not being able to see her was practically unbearable.
His heart was pounding against his ribs, yet he was at a strange sense of calm
at the same time.

They were surrounded by people he
knew, and some of who she knew. Most of the captains of the Gotei
Thirteen had managed to come out, and only those that didn�t know of Ichigo�s
position among Hueco Mundo
were absent. Soi-Fong was sitting proudly up front,
right beside Yoruichi, who was waiting for her daughter and husband to come
down the aisle. Byakuya Kuchiki was the same as ever, but he did seem to have
some kind of smile on his face; Kaien was one of the first students he had ever
taken on after all. Rukia and Renji were to his left, and as no big surprise,
Masaki and Ikki had found some kind of excuse to sit
on his right side, the near fluorescent Masaki closest of course.

Jyushiro
Ukitake and Retsu were
there as well, along with a rather tired looking Kenpachi Zaraki,
Yachiru comfortably on his one shoulder and his other arm around a cooing
Kuukaku Shiba, who was cradling a sleeping
black-haired little boy in her only arm. Ganju was
trying not to look out of place in the formal wear he had on and failing
miserably, but Kaien couldn�t really get married without having them there.
Tsukiyomi looked more poised than ever, her white dress dazzling against her
own pallid complexion. That might have just been because Sora
was sitting next to her with her hand in his, but that was something no-one
would ever know.

There were lieutenants there too
naturally, as a few of the captains had wed their lieutenants and thus, couldn�t not come. The most noticeable of that
group was Rangiku and Toshiro, who had followed the
lead of some of the other captains and left their children under the care of
someone in Soul Society not attending the event. The kids had been to Hueco Mundo before, but one could
never be too careful. That, and weddings were among the top five most boring
things to anyone under the age of eighteen.

Even with the solemnity of the
situation, Kaien suppressed a chuckle.

The time had finally come. They
were really about to get married. He couldn�t contain the wide grin that
wouldn�t leave his face, he felt like a kid on a sugar-high. There was no
organ, but a piano and many other stringed and brass instruments had been
inconspicuously �imported� to the spiritual realm. It wouldn�t have mattered, the
music was still unmistakable, and when it started and the doors opened Kaien�s
heart decided to take up residence in his throat.

It felt like so long ago since
he�d seen her, and even longer since he�d touched her, but at that moment he didn�t
care. She was breathtaking, and he couldn�t help but feel underdressed, even
for his own wedding.

Her platinum-blond hair was let
down, a rarity that he never failed to enjoy. Intermittent throughout her hair
were parallel braids, just small enough to add a decorative effect to the sea
of gold flowing down her back. Her bright yellow eyes and lush eyelashes were
hidden behind a veil kept in place by small clips that resembled bone in her
hair, but even that couldn�t hide the bright smile her full lips were making.
He was glad they had chosen a more Western wedding compared to the traditional
Japanese, because the wedding kimono of old wouldn�t have had the same effect
as the stunning dress on her curves.

The silk garment clung to every
piece of skin it covered as if magnetized, accentuating her well-formed breasts
before the eyes compulsively followed the fabric up. Up to the strong, feminine
physique of her shoulders and her graceful neck as the soft straps reached up
around her throat, crossing over each other down her bare back to hold up the
back of her dress, which covered her firm posterior and continued down to hide
her feet. With each step a mere sliver of chocolate skin was revealed at a
time, her white slippers making nary a sound on the marble floor.

Even though he had believed it
before, he knew for sure there was a God now. Only a designer, a sculptor,
could have ever conceived of making something as beautiful as what was walking
towards him.

His white and gold kimono seemed
like rags in comparison to her, but that was how it was supposed to be. It was
her day after all.

They stopped in front of the
altar and wordlessly Kisuke Urahara held out his
daughter�s hand in his own. The smile on Kaien�s face had died the moment he
saw her, and all that was on his face was awestruck wonder. He felt so
incredibly happy not even his smiles could display it accurately. His throat
was dry as he took her hand from her father�s, and though he was always warmer
than her, her heat still shot up his arm like electricity. She stepped up the
one step there was to the altar and stood triumphantly, staring up at him lovingly
like there was no difference in their heights. Asuka took her place as the maid
of honor, and he was sure she winked discreetly at his best man. Apparently Souken must have liked the dress, though he couldn�t verify
that at the moment. He couldn�t tear his eyes away from hers.

It made sense that since there
was no clergy of any kind in Hueco Mundo, and there was no way the unknowledgeable Espada or his family would perform the ceremony,
that it was Uryuu Ishida, regal as ever in his
white and blue Quincy
robes, who had been asked to be the acting official. After all, in the past the
Quincy race had
been akin to priests.

As if on cue, he adjusted his
glasses and slid some of his white hair away from the lenses as he cleared his
throat softly. He was the best choice for something like this, as the calm,
cool Quincy
rarely made a mistake, and his demeanor was exactly what they had been looking
for. God only knows what Ichigo would have done if he had been forced to do it
like some Arrancars wanted.

�Dearly beloved, we are gathered
here today to witness the joining of Kaien Kurosaki, and Kin Urahara-Shihouin,
in the bonds of Holy Matrimony��

Only Uryuu
could make the age-old sappy lines sound downright mystical, even around those
that had never before experienced a wedding. It seemed like no one even blinked
while the proceedings were being spoken, even the young child of Kuukaku and
Kenpachi slept soundly even while surrounded by hundreds of beings that could
easily end his small life. When the finale started it was like no time had
passed at all, and the gazes of the bride and groom hadn�t left each other�s
once.

�Do you, Kaien Kurosaki, take Kin
Urahara-Shihouin to be your lawfully wedded wife; to have and to hold, to love
and to cherish, for richer or poorer, through sickness and in health, for as
long as you both may live?�

The question snapped Kaien to
awareness again, and he swallowed hastily while fighting off the largest grin
so far. �I do.�

Kin shuddered in glee as the magical
voice of her soon-to-be husband washed over her skin. Her hand trembled as she
slipped the thin band of precious metal that symbolized their commitment onto
his pale finger, and it didn�t go unnoticed that his hand was shaking too. She
could hardly contain herself.

�And do you, Kin
Urahara-Shihouin, take Kaien Kurosaki to be your lawfully wedded husband; to
have and to hold, to love and to cherish, for richer or poorer, through
sickness and in health, for as long as you both may live?�

She couldn�t remember how long
she had waited for his moment. Two little words and her name would no longer be
her own, and everything they had ever promised each other would be recognized
by not just them, but by everyone.

�I do.� Her exuberant, joyous
tone echoed through the room even though she had restrained her volume.

Her hand was taken in his, and
with a smooth movement so quick and precise she hardly felt it, the diamond
ring was on her finger. It was done, and she could hardly wait for the next
words out of the Quincy�s
mouth.

�Then by the power �vested in
me,� Uryuu smirked lightly, as technically he had no
power in the realm of the law, but that wasn�t about to stop him from abiding
with tradition. �I hereby declare you man and wife.� Temporarily tempted to wait
and see what the all but dancing bride did if he didn�t say what he should
right away, he quickly discarded the thought at the possible repercussions.
�You may kiss the bride.�

Her whole body seemed to shiver
as he gently removed the veil from her face, ever so slightly brushing his
fingers against her skin in the process. It would be their first kiss as
husband and wife. He drew her to him with a force that almost took her breath
away, and when that didn�t work, he then made it happen with a kiss that
short-circuited all of her nerve-endings and sent heat through her body so
extreme she almost melted. She fell into the kiss with a passion, and Kaien was
soon just as breathless as his wife as they melted together like no-one else
was in the room.

This kiss, just as this moment,
was perfect.

�Ladies and gentlemen, I present
to you Kaien and Kin Kurosaki.�

The crowd roared in applause, and
they held each other with smiles on their faces.

He grinned at her. �Looks like
we�re the double-K combo now, eh?� he asked incredulously, and she grinned right back.

�That�s fine with me,� she replied
happily, and tiptoed up to steal a chaste kiss. The only one she had planned
for the night. Every other was going to be so dipped in fire neither of them were going to be able to see straight if things went her
way.

The building shook and rumbled as
cracks appeared on one of the walls, until with a great crack a Vastro-Lorde flew backwards through it like he had been
punched. With the inhibitors around the building compromised thanks to that,
everyone in the vicinity was quickly able to pick up on the large, unrefined
reiatsu that could only be attributed to those of the Adjucha
rank. Even with all the reiatsu of those inside hidden, there had still been an
attack.

�I�m sorry Ichigo!� the large
Arrancar said as he jumped back to his feet. Ichigo hated being referred to as
�King� under any circumstance, so most just called him by name. �We tried to
keep the battle as far from here as we could!�

He, and everyone else for that
matter, were suddenly pushed down by not one, but two
spiritual pressures that were far beyond murderous, they were outright evil.
Though it was a hindrance, most were able to look at where it was coming from.

It wasn�t like it would take a
brain surgeon to figure out who was emitting it anyway.

The bride and groom, previously
smiling like all was right with the world, now looked like the end of the world
personified. Kin�s glare could have killed if glares alone held physical
effects, and Kaien�s body was so tense even the veins not normally seen
when holding breath could be seen quite visibly.

�They could have chosen any day. Any!
Freaking! DAY! Of all the times�!!� Kin was so
angry she couldn�t even finish her sentence, and just sputtered off into mindless
cussing under her breath, the contents of which had even some Arrancars blushing.

Kaien�s glower was no better.
�Well, at least we did get to finish the ceremony.� She had to agree
with him there.

Then he grinned, as if hit with
the greatest idea ever.

�Heeey,
ya know, I think we can work with this.�

Kin�s face spun towards him,
mouth agape. She clearly didn�t see what he was getting at. Still grinning as
the sounds of battle got clearer around them as it neared, Kaien removed the
haori of his elegant kimono and stretched shirtless in front of all their
guests. He then bowed at Kin and held out his hand. �My lady, if you would be
so kind as to give me this dance��

Kin�s eyes brightened in
malicious glee as she spotted the glint of dark humor in her husband�s
bi-colored orbs. She turned to her mother and held out her hand, where within
an instant of understanding her sword twirled into her outstretched hand. With
an over-exaggerated curtsy she took his hand with her free one. �It would be my
pleasure, dear husband.� The word rolled off her tongue easily, and she found
she liked the feel of it very much. He was her husband now, not just boyfriend,
or lover, but husband.

Kaien looked out on the stunned
crowd with his dark smirk still in place. �I know this is a bit different than
planned, but please enjoy the music and dancing now instead of later. My wife
and I will be back as soon as we kill every single one of those
blasted idiots that decided today would be a nice day to crash a wedding.�
Then just like that his face broke out into a wide smile. �Enjoy!� How
something so dark could be said so sweetly only spoke of how pissed he really
was.

With a spin of his wrist he had
drawn and sheathed her sword, and to her surprise�and many Arrancars�
immediate horror�he had cut himself only slightly on his shoulder and finger. Some
people may have wondered what two insignificant little cuts could mean, but to
a Hollow, they knew their blood was an ingredient almost as dangerous as the
swords they held. At first glance the only thing that people noticed was a
breeze, then it quickly gained force and color and his unique reiatsu had
joined with the exposed blood to form the Espada-only
technique. Not even having the grace to admire the enormity of what he was
about to do, �Kaien clenched the roiling
power in his fist and his body exploded into an array of black light, the only
thing familiar being the energy sparking from his back. If Cero could be used
for his technique, it only made sense that Gran Rey Cero could be used too.

�Have fun everyone, see you in a
bit!�

And like a bolt he shot out the
hole in the wall, where Kin soon followed. It�s a good thing I had this
dress made backless, she thought with a humorless giggle. Though she had
been startled at her husband once again displaying more ability than she had
seen before, it lost its novelty rather quickly. She had come to expect this
kind of thing from him, and it wasn�t like she was going to allow him to show
her up for long.

There was no way she was letting
him have all the fun, even if she was in a dress.

When they were gone, Ichigo
looked out among the crowd with an impish grin. �Ya
know, they said we should enjoy the music, why not bring it to them? That fight
sounds way more interesting than dancing.�

Of course, poor Tatsuki was still
pregnant, and almost to the basketball level she had experienced with her other
two pregnancies. �Go ahead, I�ll watch the festivities
from here�� The bitterness in her voice couldn�t be mistaken for anything else.

Her King leaned over and kissed
her with a smile. �Like Kai said, it�ll only be a little while. Hell, if anyone
had interrupted us on our wedding day I would�ve lost it too.�

She had to grin, even if she
didn�t feel like it, and punched him in the shoulder. �Just get out there you
idiot, I know you want to!�

�I�ll be back before you know
it!�

Just how many people that would
apply to, he hadn�t known at the time.

~~~~~~~~~~

�As much as he was trying to keep his eyes on
the next surprised Adjucha to which he had aimed�that
barely had time to react to his presence before he tore it apart with his bare
hands�he couldn�t stop his eyes from trailing back to her.

He hadn�t known a simple change
of clothes could make her fighting look so�sensual.

Then again, her dress was
anything but simple.

She had learned after the first
leap that her dress hadn�t been made for what she was about to do, and as such
she had improvised a quick and easy solution. Her sword drawn like it was nothing, she cut a slit from the bottom of her left thigh to
the end of the dress, revealing that much more creamy mocha skin to his eyes.
What was even more amazing was the simple modification had made it cling to her
that much more, not the least bit bothered by the white light emanating from
her or the lightning dancing from her back.

Knowing her, under any regular
circumstances she would have probably gone straight into Bankai, but he
suspected that like him, she had to feel something tangible on her hands in
order to get any relief. Now, her white staff fit her dress like it had been
meant to be part of the ensemble from the beginning, and unlike her first
encounter with the evolved Menos, she had grown
considerably stronger. She had yet to have a scratch on her.

She moved like finely written
poetry, the giants around her barely having time to move a finger before the
energy crackling in the crimson orbs of her staff disemboweled them, or she
happened to be particularly angry and put her fist through their heads herself.
Now he had another reason to love her having her hair down; when she moved both
the admittedly small train of her dress and her golden tresses followed
in its wake, adding elegance the likes of which he had ever seen before.

He tried to remember she was fighting,
and essentially that meant she was in a good deal of danger, but just watching
her, it was like she was putting on a recital for one, dancing in carefree
abandon. The only thing that offset that was her expression�her beautiful face was
hard in anger at those that had dared interrupt her special day. It would seem
she didn�t have too much of an attachment to the materialistic part of the
event, as she had cut her one and only wedding dress without a second�s
hesitation, but the principle of the solemn occasion being interrupted was
likely what she was fighting for.

Their opponents ranged from the
grotesque and huge to the animalistic and sleek, small and large in no
particular order. The only cause for concern was there was also a few of the
more bestial Vastro-Lorde among them, and it was
quite apparent that they weren�t fighting for Las Noches�
side. Prejudice was only natural, more so when run completely by instinct for
the most part.

It was no matter to her, she spun
like she had no idea of the enemies around her, her strikes precise or violent
to the point that every wave that came at her fell within moments of coming into
contact with her lightning-laden body. Whether it was the lack of contact, his
hormones�which constantly reminded him of said lack of contact�or his desire
for her in general was uncertain, all he knew was he couldn�t keep his eyes off
her gorgeous form. If he was sure of one thing though, it would be that he was
the only one seeing the desire also laid out on her movements. Once upon
a time he would have thought he was overanalyzing, but he could tell for sure
now, mostly because her eyes met his more than they met the beings she was
supposed to be fighting against. That was the only time her hard scowl melted
back into the woman smiling happily at the altar, like she had been minutes
ago.

He had never wanted her more, and
that was saying something.

His eyes widened in pure panic
when he saw what she didn�t coming up behind her, too close and fast for even
him to get to her. There it was again, that feeling of helplessness. He
couldn�t stand it! But what else could he do? They were fighting,
it was common sense that someone was going to get hurt. Maybe he�d been too
mesmerized by her dance-like fighting that he had strayed too far from her,
focused on helping out the others who were having trouble rather than staying
near her.

His weighted heart lifted in pure
glee when millions, no, millions upon millions of pink Sakura blossoms twirled
around his wife, annihilating all around her without the tiniest bit of
difficulty.

Even though it wasn�t their
fight, it seemed like the Soul Reapers present had decided they were friends first and military officers second. And everyone
knows that friends help friends in their times of need.

�It has been too long since Senbonzakura has last danced in the sky, yet this age of
peace is in no need of changing. Begone.� Only
Byakuya Kuchiki could say something like that convincingly, and it was with
grace that he moved his hands and the beautiful weapon followed like the wind
itself towards other Adjucha, even taking out ones
already being fought. Clearly he didn�t like the wedding being interrupted any
more than they did.

A vicious laugh crackled through
the air moments later and murderous, bright yellow reiatsu brightened the area
like the sun as the wielder of said reiatsu carved through any unfortunate Menos that had the incredibly bad luck of being in his way.
�Now this is my kind�a party!!! Bring it on you
posers!!!� It was hard to mistake that for anyone other than Kenpachi Zaraki. If there was one constant in the entire world, it
would have to be his absolute bloodlust for battle.

Altogether it was an extremely
impressive display of power from just the two that had shown up so far, a more
reassuring presence came when both Soi-Fong and
Yoruichi appeared, who chose to fight alongside the only person he was worried
about. Now he was much more obliged to fight beside others who needed it, not stay
and compulsively protect her. He was a bit biased in his choice, he couldn�t
help it.

Now that that was out of the way,
it was time for those freaks to really pay.

~~~~~~~~~~

It was a lot easier to move in
her dress than she had thought it would, especially after her little �modification.�
Though it was neither the time nor the place, she could sense her husband�s
eyes on her, drinking her in, undressing her. She felt shivers of delight rush
down her spine at the thought, even as she spun and slashed with her staff
amidst the horrors of battle. It wasn�t the kind of dancing she would have
expected at a wedding, her own included, but it wasn�t that bad. Besides, she
would have to get used to it if she wanted to remain here for any length of
time anyway.

Not that it made the situation
any better, but rationalization was the only hope she had of staying sane.

She hated the other look she had
seen in his eyes, the one that was terrified for her life even though she was
more powerful than most any seated officer in the Gotei
Thirteen. That didn�t mean much when they were completely outnumbered, not to
mention that most Adjucha put seated officers to
shame. At least those over number five. It still
wasn�t very comforting to her pride.

Now, with her mother and her
favorite person in the world outside of her close circle of friends fighting
along with her, she was allowed more time to admire his fighting more
openly than before. Unexpectedly, music had mysteriously started playing around
them too and even for such a tense situation, the beautiful music was
incredibly fitting for some unknown reason. Both saucy and slow, the typically
Spanish beats added something to the fighting that was hard to explain. So far,
this was the only time she had been able to get a good look at his technique�s
higher form too, and she could tell instantly that it was just as dangerous to
him as it was to his enemies. The ends of his hakama were getting singed.

She could only imagine the heat
that he must be generating right then, the extremely potent energy compressed
against its will being focused into his limbs. He was a streak of black
wherever he went, his dark reiatsu covering him into an almost unrecognizable
state, all but his eyes and mouth standing out against the cloak of dark
energy. The pulsing light flickered his body in and
out of view, replacing it for the mantle of darkness like a strobe light, and
it made watching his movements all the more hypnotizing.

Even without a sword, his hands
and feet flew through the giant, steel-skinned bodies of the Adjucha seemingly without any friction at all. Though using
Nejibana had no negative effects on his body, that
wasn�t to say it had no effect on his heart, and Kin had learned over the
preparation time that if he didn�t have to he wouldn�t use the husk of the
sword she had become. The white tendrils at his disposal under his skin were a
different matter however, and they too were coated with the same power flowing
over him when they flew out, holding just as much force as one of his arms.
Even with the reiatsu practically drenched over his body, she could still
appreciate the way his powerful muscles rippled with effort under his inhumanly
pale skin with every movement.

It was enough to make her mouth
water, yet she had to put up with wasting all the freaks around her before she
was allowed to enjoy it.

That motivation added even more
strength to her blows, slicing through anything without worry of being parried
or heaven forbid, dodged. They came at her like angry bees, and she responded
in kind, her twirling staff in perfect synchronization with her mother and Soi-Fong�s agile moves in her blind spots.

Like a light burning out, the
enormous reiatsu that had both been pushing down on the air and lighting with
space around him disappeared suddenly, and she quickly looked over in unneeded
panic. He had merely disabled what could be described as Gran
Rey Cerokou, and she could
see the reminders of that. His body was steaming in the cool desert
night, his skin superheated from the intense energies formerly around him. Hueco Mundo didn�t have cycles of
day and night like Soul Society, but the temperature did change as time went
on. If not for Las Noches any human would be quickly
disoriented by the lack of a visible cycle of time.

His formerly elegant hakama were
now burnt on the edges and his socks and sandals had been completely burned
away, but his skin looked no worse for wear than it had before, if anything it
looked even smoother. It was a very well-informed guess on her part that had he
kept the technique up any longer his entire body would have looked like his
shoulders had last time he used Cerokou for too long.
Even if he healed quickly, it wasn�t a very pretty sight.

This sight however, even had the
sexually repressed Soi-Fong staring. �Wow��

It wasn�t something one should
utter, most importantly around the bride of aforementioned sight. However, Kin
was too busy staring with her to bother getting angry at the other woman. Hell,
she agreed with her.

While they were busy doing that
and haphazardly fighting as well, Kaien was simply fighting again, using the constant
distraction as a reason not to look at his wife. He was afraid any more and
he�d become too�noticeably aroused.

She noticed that unlike most of
the male Arrancars who relied solely on their power
and their released form�s abilities to fight, he moved with a more subtle grace
that was inherent in most marital artists, though his was to a greater extent.
Looking around, it wasn�t hard to figure out why. Wherever she saw one of his Fraccion, she could see elements of his movements. Since
the majority of those were women�and before that even he had been training with
her for most of their known lives�he had unconsciously started moving with the
feline, agile movements that most women relied on instead of focusing on the
raw strength that would normally come easier. The only exceptions she had ever
noticed was when he was angry; then that raw power added rigidity to that grace
that made the flowing movements less like the dance she was seeing now.

He dodged left and right between
blows from two different Adjucha, and the heat of his
skin was apparent in the fact that his punches left steaming holes when they
were delivered. Back at his home what seemed like ages ago, he had finished off
hundreds of these things in minutes, but back then he had been tired, furious,
and desperate. This time she was truly allowed to watch him fight against a
large number of enemies when he didn�t have anything else to worry about. Sure,
she had been on Hollow hunts with him before, but in the Living World the low
levels that appeared there weren�t even worth the strength in her pinky finger.
Naturally, that only applied to those under Menos
class.

She hadn�t even realized she had
stopped doing everything and was simply watching him, but Yoruichi and Soi-Fong did, and were watching her with knowing
grins on their faces. That was quite the feat for the repressed Second Division
captain.

All of a sudden the clear night
sky was filled the thunderheads, and it only took a small look to the side to
see what had invoked it. Rangiku Hitsugaya had taken
a particularly nasty blow to the side of her head, and her white-haired captain
and husband had responded in absolute fury. The previously sealed sword now
took the form of large glacial wings complete with tail and an arm protector in
the shape of a dragon�s head on the man�s body, and it was a sight to behold
for sure. Hyourinmaru�s power was devastating on the
elemental level, and completely released like it was now was even more
dangerous. The young man wielding it truly looked like an ice king, with a
valley of the serrated substance now annihilating any in its path.

Byakuya Kuchiki was as stoic as always, destroying wave after wave of beast-like
Hollows in seconds with calm waves of his hands. He almost looked like he was
dancing, and to the amusement of others even under the circumstances Masaki and
Ikki hadn�t strayed too far. It actually looked like
they were helping him, and from the lack of consternation of Byakuya�s face�one of the few emotions he ever showed
regularly�they must have been doing something right.

One didn�t need to look far to
see Ichigo either, as the black and red whips of energy were easily recognized
as his patented Getsuga Tenshou.
That�and his orange hair stood out like a fire against the dreary grey
background of Hueco Mundo,
but no one was about to tell him that. If he was having any trouble dealing
with the intruders, he certainly wasn�t showing it. Then again, it was very
hard to trouble the wizened ex-substitute Shinigami unless it was done before
he was ready. He hadn�t changed much since his youth, but more than twenty
years of experience will change how anyone fights, especially if a good portion
of those years was spent in the thickest of thick when it came to the lives of
Hollows.

When her eyes finally trailed
back to Kaien she saw that he had moved his fights to the newly-made icy
terrain, and while he was there he had proceeded to melt the ice around
him thanks to his body�s temperature. He probably wanted that, it was the
perfect way to cool off. After all, if he was too hot, literally, he wouldn�t
be able to hold her. Kin�who had started fighting again just so that she wasn�t
showed up by those around her�now stopped moving completely.

Either some of the melted ice had
made its way to his skin, or he had actually worked up a sweat. He was now sweaty,
steaming, and half-naked. She had never imagined it would be possible outside
one of those ridiculously fake photo shoots that appeared in magazines, but it
had really happened. Her desire was now making itself known very, very
strongly, and she had absolutely no desire to resist it anymore.

She shouldn�t have been putting
up with this in the first place! She shouldn�t have to! It was her wedding
day! She was allowed to feel like this, she was supposed to feel
like this, so why on earth did she have to fight it?!

Any patience she might have had, and
even her rationalizations that were still so very fresh in her mind, evaporated
so quickly it could be questioned if they were ever there to begin with.

With a flourish of her staff she
yelled, �Bankai!!�

The wings exploded around her,
feeding off the great blue light of Shunkou she was emitting violently. Like
homing missiles they shot away from their respective positions and around the
battlefield, startling friend and foe alike as the seemingly harmless crystal
feathers floated in the air in front of them. This wasn�t going to be small, she wasn�t going to hold back anymore. She was way
too hot and bothered to care about that anymore. Her words were quiet though,
leaving all but those closest to her in the dark about what she was going to do.
It was obviously a chant, but for what they didn�t know. She didn�t like
chanting, she had spent much too much time on it during her training in order
to master the Demon Arts, but even she couldn�t deny the boost in strength a
spell was given when the chant was with it.

They figured it out very quickly
when she finished.

�Bakudou
Sixty-One: Six Stave Light Prison!!� And thanks to the ability of her
zanpakutou, the innumerable feathers of its complete release scattered
everywhere, nearly every single enemy was ensnared in the strong binding spell.
It was like the entire battle froze in place, but she
wasn�t nearly done yet. �Hadou Sixty-Three!!�

There were numerous eyes that
widened at that. Oh shit. Was the collective consensus.

�Twin Lotus Blue Fire Crash!!!!!�

There wasn�t any time for pain to
be felt, for realization to kick in, the words were simply screamed, and just
like that nearly every Adjucha that was still
alive�wasn�t. They just�weren�t. In the blue fury of the double incantation
they disappeared.

Those left were gaping in horror
at the extremely sudden turn of events, and without the advantage of numbers to
hide in they were struck down easily

Tatsuki, who had been watching
from the top of the building the wedding was being held in, scratched the side
of her head lightly as she snickered. �Hot damn, that was�unexpected.� The next
thing she saw was her daughter-in-law disengage her Bankai, float herself to
the ground, and run full speed into the arms of her surprised son, who was
completely unprepared for the�even she had to admit it and she was only watching�hot
kiss Kin suddenly initiated. It was obvious she thought his skin had cooled
down enough, and if it hadn�t she certainly wasn�t giving any signs that it was
bothering her. The pregnant Queen sighed dramatically with her famous smirk on
her face. �Well, maybe not.�

She had a feeling the bride and
groom were going to retire for the evening rather quickly after this.

~~~~~~~~~~

The aftermath wasn�t nearly as
bad as what had happened in previous engagements with the Adjucha
and their cohorts, but there were still a few nursing wounds and getting them
tended to by the benevolent Retsu Ukitake,
who had so kindly offered her services to Soul Reaper and Vastro-Lorde
alike. Being that that was the case, it didn�t take nearly as long to recover
as it had before, especially since most of them had flesh wounds at worst.

So as everyone made their way back
into the decorated building�which was now sporting a large hole through one of
its walls�there wasn�t too much of a change, except now everyone was
practically high on endorphins and adrenaline. The musicians that had had maybe
too much fun playing while the fighting was going on, now returned to the
building and the sounds of guitars, drums, violins and nearly every other
non-electrical instrument one could name resounded through the wonderfully
acoustic area with perfect sound. Being that one side of the hall had been made
specifically for dancing, it didn�t take long for many to make their way over,
but to everyone�s surprise they saw that they had been beaten there.

The bride and groom had stayed;
her in her still magnificent dress and he still so fearlessly without a shirt.
What was surprising though was the young woman�s apparent lack of confidence on
the dance floor, but it was hard to see being that she was all but glued to the
creamy white body of her husband.

�I thought your mother was an
expert dancer,� Kaien whispered softly into her ear as they swayed back and
forth.

She tried to hide the blush that
wanted to rise over ever exposed part of skin. �I wanted to learn how to fight,
not how to dance. We might have done a bit of dancing to help me with my
movement flow, but I couldn�t care less as long as I�� she trailed off
embarrassedly as she thought of her reason.

�As long as you�beat me?� he
guessed with an all-knowing smirk on his handsome face.

She scowled cutely, and he made
an acquiescing expression to let her know he dropped the subject.

�When did you have the time to
learn to dance anyways?� she asked in what could be called a curious whisper.

He grinned at her. �You don�t
live here too long without learning how to dance.�

She arched a graceful eyebrow at
him. �Hmm?�

�There are four things they like
to do more than anything. Fighting, playing music, and dancing are three.�

�What�s the fourth?�

He grinned at her; that same,
unknowingly sensual grin that had always made her weak in the knees. �You know
how they say dancing is a vertical expression of a horizontal desire, right?�

It didn�t take the genius long to
figure out what he meant. �Oh�.�

The rhythm abruptly took on what
could only be described as a spicy beat, and the low, sexual undertones
thrumming through the bongos and other percussions could be felt in her body
more than in the sound itself. It was like the music itself was telling her to
get closer to him, and like he could read her mind he had pulled her even
tighter against his body, so close one of her legs was between his as one of
his hands clasped to the small of her back and the other held firm between her
shoulder blades.

Heat exploded inside her, so
intense her breath strangled out of her in a feminine gasp that she had never
heard herself make before. �Will you teach me?� she rasped out hoarsely,
fighting between trying to keep her fluttering eyes open and falling into the
beat with reckless desire despite her knowing next to nothing about dance. At
that moment she didn�t care I she couldn�t dance, as long as he kept holding
her.

Even if she couldn�t dance, in
that position she would have found something she could do.

His hot breath ghosted over her
ear and she shivered unintentionally. �I don�t need to teach you this
dance. Just feel, and follow me.�

His hips rolled, pushing even
harder into hers before swaying to the side and circling back, all the while
she moved as if stuck to his body, grinding her hips with his in complimentary
movement while never leaving. His hands trailed down her body slowly, over her
arms like flowing water before winding her fingers in his and moving them up.
Before she knew it she was spinning, seemingly so far away from the warm body
she had been holding yet quickly pulled back flush to his front as he moved
into her, moving them up and down like a wave had rolled through them. He spun
her again, this time following in her movement and gliding them across the
floor, unnoticing of the others following their example.

She felt like she was drowning,
intoxicated on the essence of her lover as they moved in ways she had only felt
before when they made love. He was always there, against her, moving her,
filling her with his very presence. She had never felt so small before, both in
surety and in stature, yet she could feel every emotion displayed so
passionately, both of her own and of his. Somewhere in her mind she was suddenly
angry at whoever had taught him this dance, but at the moment she was too drunk
on him to care as long as he kept moving them.

�What is this�?� she whispered
brokenly when she found her voice.

He held her against him wantonly
as he moved down to kiss her neck. �It�s called the buchata.
There�s no better dance if you�re trying to express emotion.� His voice was low
and smoky, like a fog had settled over the rushing waters of his magical
undertone, and she couldn�t describe the way it went straight to her womanhood.
Primal heat was all she felt between them, his hot skin pressed against hers,
and it was all she could do not to scream that she still had something covering
her chest from being in direct contact against his flushed ivory. �Move with
me, Kin,� he crooned lovingly.

And she did.

It felt so strange, almost like
they were making love right there on the dance floor in front of all their
guests. They moved together like they had been partners for years, like the
sole goal of their existence was to try and display their passion. They teased
each other with longing gestures as they split before melding back together,
dipped like they were only clothing to the other, pressed so close not even
gravity dared try to break them apart. For those watching it was almost
voyeuristic, but for them they were simply dancing.

�How often�have you danced this?�
With the way they were dancing, she almost felt like she was asking how many
girls he had slept with even though she knew their first time had been with
each other.

His two-toned eyes bored into her
with unrestrained lust and she gulped quietly. �Enough to
know it. Dancing is a less violent form of stress relief than fighting.�
He clearly didn�t want to explain it right then, but he knew he would want the
answer to if he was in her position. �But,� he clarified quickly as he meshed
them together again, harder than before, �you�re the only one who�s ever done this.�

As to what �this� was was rather apparent to her, and the feel of his hard arousal
pressing against her made her own desire that much more potent.

Her skin burned as his hands
moved over her, it ached where clothing repelled him from touching her closer,
and while she hadn�t even broken a sweat in the unexpected battle earlier her skin
was now glistening in a fine layer of sweat from their movements. Whether that was from exertion or arousal though was another matter
altogether. She had been hesitant over his desire to stay after the
battle, but now as she danced with him she thought she was glad they had. This
was an experience she never wanted to end, but when it did she wanted it to be
on a bed. This dance was so blatantly sensual the only thing she could call it
was foreplay, and the states of their bodies affirmed that designation.

She had wanted him badly before,
bad enough to kill all of their enemies in seconds so she could be closer to
him. She hadn�t known there was a level beyond that, but whatever it was it was
there and she had found it. They were both sweating, panting hard against each
other with flushed skin and the scent of their bodies hung in the air around
them like an aromatic aphrodisiac.

Normally that would have been
smelled instantly by those around them, but seeing as how everyone around them
was doing the same thing there were a lot more scents heavy in the air than
there would have been had it just been them. Even the calm and easily
embarrassed Souken Ishida had been pulled onto the
dance floor by Asuka. Ironically, the Quincy
was demonstrating that she should never give him an outlet for his emotions
that involved her because by this time she looked rather aroused herself, but it was also quite evident that she was loving
it and responding in kind.

Though Tatsuki had been forbidden
to do anything strenuous, that didn�t mean that she and Ichigo weren�t giving
entirely new definitions to the term �bump and grind� and even with the baby
bump she looked more than attractive. It was emphasized even more because she
was dancing with the only man that could make her move like she was, but that
could be said about a lot of the couples dancing around them.

For example, it could be doubted
whether or not the icy Toshiro Hitsugaya would dance like that with anyone
other than Rangiku.

The answer?
A quick and definite no.

Kaien couldn�t take it any more.
�I want you. Dear God I need you,� he whispered hoarsely into her ear, and he
could feel the heat of her skin intensify.

She smiled seductively; proud she
had lasted longer than he had. It had never left her mind. �God I thought you
were never going to say that.�

By the time anyone noticed they
were missing, they were long gone.

All things considered, it was a
pretty good first wedding for Hueco Mundo.

~~~~~~~~~

Kaien had more than one room in Hueco Mundo, in fact like all the Espada he
had an entire citadel that was technically his, though he didn�t use it very
often.

For their first night as a
married couple, this seemed like a very good time to try it out.

They had barely broken through
the door to the master bedroom before Kin had kicked off her slippers and was
shimmying out of her extravagant dress, where it pooled on the cold stone floor
like a white puddle. Free of their incarceration, the cups hiding her erect
nipples from view fell off her swollen breasts to join her dress, and clad in
only what even Kaien had to admit was a very sexy, very wet pair of panties she pressed her lips against his.

It had taken everything he had to
hold back, calming himself temporarily every time their bodies met as he moved
them along in the dance made all the more erotic because of who he was dancing
with. Truth be told he had even considered taking her
right there on the dance floor, though it was a fleeting thought at best. The
time they had been away from each other and the dancing beforehand had them
both in a state of heightened awareness, and they were putting that to ideal
use.

The smoldering fire that had been
growing steadily over the night roared to greater life with every one of his
wild caresses and deep kisses, seemingly insistent on putting her into a
mindless state of lust before he ravaged her like she knew he wanted so badly
to do. She ripped the obi from his hakama at the same time he ripped the
sopping wet material from her womanhood and finally they were naked in front of
each other.

�It�s been so long�so long!� Kin
cried exuberantly as her large breasts were manhandled by her husband. He knew
her breasts were sensitive and he wasn�t afraid to use that knowledge. With a
playful push she was on her back on the bed and he was over her, kissing her
with a desperation she knew all too well.

�Kin,
can I?� he groaned softly, and she nearly punched him.

�Yes, God yes! Please, just put
it in me!!�

He had never heard her say
something like that before, and turned-on beyond belief he plunged into her.
She screamed in relief as her fingers tightened like talons into his shoulders and
he groaned almost as loudly when he penetrated his wife after maybe too much
teasing.

It wasn�t slow or tepid, it was a
blind charge towards what they both wanted and they were
loving every minute of it. With each stroke he hit her deeper, numbing
both of their muscles from the shocks of electricity that coursed through them
as he did so. His rigid muscles were trembling as he held himself above her, and
she was doing everything she could to meet him halfway in his efforts. It felt
too impossibly good, but it felt even better when she met his force with her
own, joining them together almost violently.

She could feel his girth
stretching her, rubbing against her insides and places she had never reached
with her fingers. Her hips weren�t her own anymore,
they were grinding against his with a will that couldn�t be her own. She wasn�t
a needy person, or a desperate person, but her hips were leading her to believe
otherwise. The voice crying out for more, screaming in passion and lust couldn�t
be her own, could it?

Then she focused in on him, and impossibly
her arousal spiked even further. His angelic, zanpakutou-inspired voice was
making sounds she had never heard from any creature, let alone a man before.
His eyes were tight with concentration, yet focused solely on hers and the
intimacy of that took her breath away just in time to be jolted by yet another
skin-numbing thrust. At the rate they were going she was sure she was going to
have bruises but she couldn�t give the smallest of a damn.

It hit her unexpectedly, overcome
so quickly she barely had time to register it before she stiffened and shook in
climax while he was still thrusting into her. Her voice choked itself out of her
throat in a mangled version of his name as weeks of pent-up tension exploded
within her, but he wasn�t done yet. He was still in her, still hitting every
place she loved at the same pace, and it was driving her wild. Supersensitive
from her orgasm, she practically melted into the bed as he slowed his speed,
languidly tearing cry after cry from her luscious lips with each bone-jarringly
deep thrust that had her skin tingling.

�Oh God�oh God�oh
God�Kaien�Kaien!!!� She felt like she was going to start crying if it
got any more intense, and then his soft lips were upon her again, coaxing her
tongue out to meet his as he kept them joined. As he slowed she could feel each
inch move itself inside her, the agonizing loneliness as he drew out to the
unearthly wholeness when he entered. He was doing things to her mouth he had
never done before too, exploring every sensitized inch like it was the best
thing he had ever tasted. She was being overwhelmed and she loved it, and tried
her best to make love to his mouth the same way he was doing to hers.

She whined in loss when he broke
that epic kiss, but before she could have time to complain he had latched his
now free mouth over one of her ignored nipples. The dark, erect flesh that had
been overlooked since that time at the beginning sent shocks right down to her
gloriously abused womanhood and a pleased moan hummed through her chest. When
she looked down at the sight she tightened up automatically, earning a welcome
moan from her husband. He was so pale, even the white, hypnotically blue-waved
hair that she could see just added to his white complexion, and to see him
against her dark skin sent shivers of arousal through her entire body.

When he switched to her other
breast, leaving the one he had been at glistening erotically, for a second she
could clearly see his hard erection attached to his powerful body pounding into
her, joining them more intimately than anything else could. Struck by the
beauty of the act they were performing, the animal lust that had led to the
encounter left a warm sizzling in her heart as her love overrode all else.

They were really married, and
they were really making love, consummating that promise they had made publicly
in the safety of their own company. Before she knew it tears were falling from
her eyes, but she was so happy in that moment she couldn�t feel them.

A soft, unsure caress down her
face brought some of her mental faculties back to her, and she looked up to see
Kaien looking at her worriedly, even as they were still together.

�Are you okay?�

It was almost funny how he could
stop in the middle of something that felt so good, but her tears could make him
stop anything. She did giggle though, though the thought occurred to her that
one doesn�t usually giggle during sex. The vibration rocked him in her, and she
gasped pleasantly at the reminder. She cupped his face in her hands with a
gentle smile and noticed how small even they looked in comparison with him. �I
feel so good. Too good for words,� she rasped with as much strength as she was
able. �It just finally occurred to me that we�re married,
and making love as husband and wife.�

He hardened within her even more,
if it was possible, and she groaned in ecstasy as she threw her head back. He
growled playfully as he rocked into her again, and she squinted
an eye open to see him grinning down at her. �You shouldn�t have reminded me of
that.�

She cocked an eyebrow before rolling
her hips into him, this time causing him
to gasp. �Why?� she asked with a wicked grin, enjoying the playful banter made
all the better by the magnificent jolts caused by their joined bodies.

�Now you really won�t be able to
walk tomorrow.�

She didn�t even have time to
widen her eyes before he thrust into her again, as deep as he could from the position
they were in. He watched her throat bounce as she tried to gasp in air and he
continued relentlessly, tingling with pleasure with every encouraging noise she
made.

She felt amazing, like she was
trying to squeeze him for everything he was worth. With every spasm that
overtook her body it was mimicked within her, and it
was all he could do to hold off the first time she had climaxed. Her wet heat
couldn�t be described, and it was getting even tighter. He knew the signs, and
he also knew this time there wasn�t a chance in hell of him holding back. It
was too incredibly good, as even as he tried to go faster and harder his
muscles were on a delay because of the wonderful numbness that would overtake
his legs every time the sizzles of electricity fired through his body with
every thrust.

Her pretty pink tongue was
stretched out of her mouth as she cried for more, and the sight of her breasts bouncing
in time with his thrusts just made the image all the more arousing. He could
feel it coming, feel her start tightening her muscles, gripping his arms with
what would be crushing force to any other male. He sped up,
earning a loud, prolonged scream that punctuated the start of her orgasm.

With a cry of his own he came
inside her as her core convulsed around him, the long-awaited bliss that they
had both been striving for. She wasn�t done yet, and kept grinding herself into
him just like he had to her after her first, and it drove him crazy.
Hypersensitive from their orgasms, they both felt it even better as they
sensually rubbed themselves together, he still painfully hard.

She moaned contently as she felt
the hot liquid overflowing her already full womanhood, where it ran down their
joined hips into the soft cleft of her ass. The feeling was indescribable. When
he withdrew she was left with the alien feeling of loneliness, and she didn�t
like it one bit after the intense ecstasy they had just experienced together.

Experimentally she ran her
fingers down her wet sex, reveling in the sticky heat left there. �Wow��

Kaien could only repeat it. �Yeah,
wow.�

She was still tingling all over,
and again she rubbed herself, testing the wetness left between her legs and
this time getting her other hole. To her surprise she couldn�t help but moan
when she pressed against the puckered hole, and a wicked idea came to mind. It
was frightening in a way, he was a lot bigger than her, but she was her mother�s
daughter and couldn�t help but wonder what it would feel like. Right in front
of her naked, still hard husband, she put one finger into her rear entrance,
using their combined fluids as lubricant. She saw the effect immediately, as
his entire stance went rigid.

She spread her legs wider, not in
the least be embarrassed in front of him. �That feels nice�� she cooed as she
pushed her finger in deeper to probe her inner depths. She saw him gulp
heavily, and hid the smile that wanted to break out on her face. To her
surprise however, he actually reached over and removed her hand, and before she
could ask why he had replaced her finger with his larger one, while his thumb
moved to circle her clit. Her legs instantly tensed at the sudden and volatile
shock of pleasure that flowed through her, and her eyes fluttered as she
watched him pleasure her.

His finger felt so much better
than hers, and what he was doing to her clitoris had her whole body shaking.
She groaned when he pulled out of her, but when he started using two fingers
instead of one that thought was instantly discarded. She could feel herself
stretching around him as he used her wetness to keep her comfortable, and she
had honestly never thought she could feel this good from having her ass teased.

The edge of bliss felt so close,
but she noticed that he had stayed rather painfully hard the entire time.
Wordlessly she moved away from him and rolled onto her hands and knees as she
shoved her rear end towards him insistently. When she felt the tip of his cock,
still wet with their juices, pressing against her butt she nearly moaned.

�Are you sure?� He asked
worriedly.

She looked over her shoulder back
at him, gracing him with a feline pose that radiated sexuality. �My all is
yours Kaien. I�ve never been more sure of that.�

She bit her lip when she felt the
engorged tip of his erection opening her up, and moaned loudly when her body
accepted it and he was inside her. Carefully he slid into her and her arms gave
out on her, flattening her breasts to the bed as she felt herself be filled. It
wasn�t an entirely unpleasant experience since he was going so slowly, but the
pleasure hadn�t quite started yet either. She felt short of breath, and the
feeling of him inside her, pushing her buttocks apart admittedly felt foreign,
but also amazingly arousing. He was giving her time to adapt, and that made all
the difference.

By the time he started moving
every nerve ending had been primed and readied, and the never before used
nerves sent lightning bolts through her, causing her to clamp down on him
harder.

�God Kin, you�re so tight��

Hearing his strained voice just
made it even better, and she pushed herself back, accepting his whole length
into her waiting body. They moaned simultaneously and he tightened his grip on
her hips. �I feel�so full�. Please�move!�

He did as she commanded, nearly
withdrawing completely before plunging back into her and earning a hoarse, satisfied
cry as her legs trembled. �More!!�

That was all he needed to hear,
and started moving more steadily, setting a pace that had her screaming. It was
a lot tighter and it felt amazing, but it couldn�t compare to the way her inner
muscles convulsed around him like only they could. He wasn�t about to complain,
it felt great and she was obviously enjoying it. Her body sucked to him like it
didn�t want to let him go, and he responded by pushing in harder, causing her
toes to curl.

Without warning he put his hands
under her breasts and lifted, setting himself on his knees and pulling her back
against his chest, sitting her on his shaft and plunging him in even deeper. A
gurgled cry was all that was made this time, and when one of his hands trailed
down to massage her ignored folds her head dropped back against his shoulder.

�Oh God�you�re so deep��

He pinched her clit between his
thumb and forefinger and watched her eyes roll back in her head as she
constricted around him. He hissed into the flesh of her shoulder. She felt�astounding.
This time she didn�t give him any warning, and planted her feet on the bed to
start her own rhythm.

It was incredibly erotic,
watching her bounce herself on his erection as it sunk into her ass as her sweaty
golden hair fell down her back and he could see her arm moving as she
manipulated her clit. He reached through her armpits to massage her breasts and
she fell limp against him for a moment, pushing him as deep as he could go much
to both of their delights.

He rolled her nipples between his
fingers and she started grinding back against him, moving the hard flesh within
her. It caught her completely off-guard when he hit her G-spot through the
walls connecting her openings and she impaled herself on him, the combined
stimulus too much for her while she rode it out, clamping down on his cock.

�Kin!!�

She had never found her name so
beautiful before, and when she felt him release inside her she moaned contently,
collapsing back against him with him still so very deep inside her. They both
sat there catching their breath, amazed at the new experience.

He ran a hand through her sweaty
hair as he panted behind her, the other cupped over her womanhood in an effort
to keep her pleasure smoldering in her. �I love you Kin Kurosaki. My wife��

She would never tire of hearing
that, or feeling what he did to her, and she looked over her shoulder to smile
at him lovingly. �I love you too, Kaien Kurosaki. My best friend, my lover, my
husband��

The rest of the night awaited
them, and after that, they had the rest of their lives.

~~~~~~~~

Author�s Notes: Wow, again, I can�t believe how long this took me.
Sorry, I guess my motivation had dropped since last time, with the lack of
reviews and all. Maybe it was the length of the story too, but I can�t wait to
do the epilogues so please stay tuned for those.

And moonymuch,
I hope you don�t mind me using that dance. Everyone, if you have time and like
crack pairings, wonderful writing, and great romance then I suggest you all
read her stories on Fanfiction.net. I don�t know if she wants me to disclose
her pen name so I�ll ask her to tell you all it in the reviews section so I�m
not the one saying it. They�re amazing stories and I�m sad to say I haven�t
read the most recent addition to her Strictly Ballroom series. Great stuff,
hope I did the dance justice.

JHH, I really appreciate how you�ve
kept in contact with me and I�m sorry this took so long. Life, other ideas, and
way too much other stuff kept getting me sidetracked from writing.

xSTALKERx, you�re great and I hope the pdf works out. I hope this chapter was to your standards, and
keep up the good Ichi/Tats work!

I know I�m missing a lot of
others who have really kept up my spirits but my internet is running slow and I
can�t check my reviews again. I do though, and I�m constantly encouraged by
every one of you that leaves me a message!

On to the epilogues! See you
then, and please review!

Hope you enjoyed the chapter!
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