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Wedding Night Mishap	By : picabone99 Category: Bleach > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4778 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Wedding Night Mishap
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- 5-5
- 6-5a
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- 9-7a
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- 11-9
- 12-10
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- 15-13
- 16-13a
- 17-14
- 18-15
- 19-16
- 20-17
- 21-17a
- 22-epilogue
- 23-1st bonus
- 24-promised bonus
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Ichigo awoke the next morning to the sound of someone calling his name. He frowned slightly, as he couldn't place the voice. Fumbling the blankets off of his face, he was greeted by the sight of an older man leaning over him.
"Kurosaki-Fuko-Taicho, there is a bath drawn for your convienance. When you are finished, Kuchiki-sama wishes for you to join him for breakfast in the morning room. Afterwards, it will be time to dress for the ceremony."
Ichigo rubbed the crud out of his eyes, gave a mumbled, "Arigato", and waved the man out of the room. He had spent enough time at the mansion by now to know that each suite of rooms had it's own bath. As he stretched and rose from his futon, Ichigo wished he could sleep longer as he was still exhausted from delivering the report to Rukia and then accompanying Renji and friends out for celebretory drinks. Ichigo only stayed for one toast, then was able to excuse himself to return to the mansion. There had been too much left to deal with involving the set up for the reception, to allow him to linger at the bar with all the other men who came to wish Renji well in his new life.
Ichigo grabbed a simple cotton yukata to wear after his bath and left the bedroom, heading for the private bathing chambers. Ichigo knew he would have to be quick in the bathroom if was going to have enough time to grab something to eat before dressing for the wedding. When he entered the bathing room, Ichigo quickly shucked off his clothing after setting his yukata to one side. He scrubbed down quickly so he could have more time to soak in the pool. Ichigo was hoping the heat would relax his too tense muscles and wake his mind up. He felt slightly fuzzy in his thinking from his late bed time due to the event of the previous night. Ichigo remembered back to the report he had given to Rukia.
Everything she had him check on was fine, except for the table linens. There had been a mistake in ordering and the tableclothes were a very light, icy shade of blue. Ichigo thought the color was better than the stark white Rukia had wanted and brought back a napkin to show her. After finally calming her down from the killing rage she had lasped into, Ichigo managed to convince Rukia that this color would show off the sakura blossoms she was using as decorations better than the plain white. Fortunately for his safety, that was the only hitch Ichigo had discovered during his long day of errand running and he was able to see Rukia off on time for the pedicure, manicure, and facial she was being treated to by the ladies of the Women's Association who were attending the spa with her. Unfortunately, on his way out of the office where he had delivered his report, Ichigo bumped into Shuuhei Hisagi who grabbed ahold of him and let out a shout of triumph.
"Gotcha! You're just who I was looking for. A bunch of the guys decided to take Renji out and celebrate his last night of freedom. You were the last one we needed. Now come on."
Ichigo was given no choice but to go along, since Shuhei had a tight grip on his haori and didn't seem interested in letting go anytime soon. Still, Ichigo had managed to make his escape after the first toast was made. Ichigo snickered at the thought of the hangovers some of the men would be having today. After his first experience with too much saki, Ichigo never made the mistake of drinking too much ever again, preferring instead to stick to tea or water when he went out with anyone.
Ichigo heaved a sigh as he surfaced from his memories and figured he should probably be exiting the tub and heading off to eat with Byakuya. Ichigo hoisted himself from the water, towelled himself off, and threw on his yukata. Tying his obi, Ichigo mentally debated about pulling up his hair before deciding against it. He remembered that he would just have to re-do it after he dressed in his formal kimono. Instead Ichigo just patted it dry as best he could and left to enjoy some food before the wedding madness started up again and sucked him into it.
Ichigo found Byakuya sitting at the table in the morning room, reading a book over the remains of his breakfast. When Ichigo sat down opposite the Kuchiki heir, a servant immediately brought over a tray containing a traditional Japanese breakfast. Ichigo thanked the man, before digging in to the delicious meal before him. Swallowing his first bite, Ichigo then took a sip of tea before asking,
"Is everything on track for today? Nothing happened overnight to mess up today, right?" Ichigo glanced at Byakuya while he was speaking, before turning his attention once again to the meal in front of him. He knew he was in for a long day and wanted to make sure that he had at least one solid meal in him, no matter what else occured the rest of the day.
Byakuya set down the book he was reading and answered, with a thoughtful look in his slate grey eyes. "You are wise to ask, but no, nothing has changed significantly since last evening. In any case, we have been pulled from final planning and decoration duties as of this morning. Grandmother arrived last night while you were away and informed me that she will see to the final details, since, in her words, "a man just doesn't have an eye for the importance of the occasion. Or any taste." That was a direct quote by the way. She is quite firm in her opinions and I advise you to agree with whatever she says as it is better for your health that way. Now if you could finish your meal, we need to retire to my suite and proceed to change into our formal attire. I will summon servants to assist us with the dressing and to aid with styling your hair."
Ichigo chuckled slightly at the comments regarding the Kuchiki matriarch. He was pleased to have nothing to worry about other than his part in the actual ceremony from this point on. Ichigo swallowed and thanked Byakuya for his thoughtfulness in supplying someone to help tie back his long hair. Byakuya nodded at Ichigo in recognition and picked up his book to continue reading while he kept Ichigo company and waited for the other man to finish his breakfast.
Finished with the meal about fifteen minutes later, the two men headed back to Byakuya's suite of rooms to proceed with dressing for the mid-morning ceremony. Once the ceremony ended, it would be immediately followed by the newlyweds, Byakuya, as head of the family, and Ichigo, as the sword bearer, proceeding to the remaining three great noble houses to introduce the newly married couple to the other clan heads. While visiting, Rukia and Renji would ask for recognition from the head of the family and blessings at the family's shrine from the priest. Once the visits were finished, there would be a small, clan-only meal to celebrate and welcome the addition of Ruika's husband, Renji, to the family. Following the family meal, there should be a few hours to rest and refresh themselves before the evening reception started.
Arriving at the rooms, Byakuya waved Ichigo inside first before following after. Turning to the side once in the room, Byakuya tugged lightly on a thick, green silken cord hanging just to the left of the door. Ichigo shot him a questioning glance. Answering the silent inquery, Byakuya calmly stated that the cord was used to summon a servant's aid and was quite helpful at times such as this when the mansion was exceptionally busy and too many servants had been pressed into other duties.
Ichigo nodded his head in thanks of the explanation before moving into the dressing room. Standing in front of the mannequins holding his kimono and armor, with Zangetsu leaning up against the stand holding his armor, Ichigo made a slight face at all the layers he would be wearing for the majority of the day and was silently thankful he would be able to remove the armor and leave Zangetsu behind for the reception.
"I'm glad that you called for back-up from the servants. I have no idea how to put this on at all." Ichigo made a face at the heavy looking armor before moving toward his kimono. "This I can deal with, but the armor...I wish Rukia had warned me about this when she first asked me to take part in the ceremony as their sword bearer, instead of surprising me with it a month ago in the middle of all the preparations. I would have had some time to have done some research or something, so I would know how to wear it."
"That is why I have summoned the servants. They know precisely what is involved with your role and have prepared accordingly. This is not the first time a wedding has occurred in this family with both parties involved being a warrior, after all." Byakuya replied with his head cocked in Ichigo's direction. "I would suggest waiting for the servants to assist with your kimono as well. There is a bit of a trick to arranging the ties so that they do not rub against your skin beneath the armor. It is most unpleasant otherwise and will raise quite painful blisters."
"Great, of course there is," Ichigo replied with a scowl, but did not make any more of an attempt to get dressed.
Once the servants arrived, Ichigo and Byakuya were attired in their new kimonos with very little problem. The two men were then led to a pair of chairs and were seated in them so that the servants could proceed with styling their hair. Byakuya had his kenseikan re-attached into his freshly brushed hair, but in Ichigo's case, his hair was braided back so it wouldn't interfere with the helmet and mask he would be wearing with the armor. Once Ichigo's hair was finished, he was gently pulled into position near the armor stand, allowing the servants the chance to finish their task. Byakuya sent another servant for tea and settled in to watch, knowing it would take a while to dress Ichigo in the armor, determined to enjoy the sight of the handsome young warrior being prepared for the ceremony.
About an hour later, Ichigo was completely laced into his armor, although it hadn't been accomplished without a great deal of quiet grumbling from the orangette.
"Just in time to leave for the ceremony. Excellant. Ichigo, as soon as Zangetsu is fastened, we may leave."
Ichigo gave a grunt and picked up Zangetsu, hanging him in the normal position, before walking over to Byakuya, who had risen from his chair and moved over to the doorway to wait. Once he saw that Ichigo was coming, Byakuya led the way to the family's shrine where the ceremony would take place.
Upon arrival, Ichigo was pleased to see that everyone else was also just arriving. He headed over to Rukia, leaving Byakuya to speak to some of the elders.
"Hey midget, you looked like you can hardly move." Ichigo smirked behind his mask at the thought of riling up the bride right before her ceremony.
Rukia smiled brightly at Ichigo and moved so she was standing right next to him. Still smiling, Rukia calmly lifted the bottoms of her many kimono layers up and stomped down hard on Ichigo's foot.
"I believe you mean, 'Why Rukia, you look stunning on your wedding day!' Am I correct?"
Hopping on one foot while trying to grab the other and hissing in pain, Ichigo could only nod frantically at her.
"I'm glad you feel that way," Rukia said and grabbed a hold of Ichigo's arm. "Now suck it up, you big baby. It didn't hurt that bad. I wouldn't hurt you enough to make you limp down the aisle," Rukia's face softened and she grinned up at Ichigo. "I'm really glad you're here, Ichigo. It means a lot to me. And to Renji. Thanks for everything." Rukia tugged gently on Ichigo's arm until he bent over. Once he had done so, Rukia placed a small kiss on the cheek of his mask.
Ichigo straightened back up and looked down at the diminutive Shinigami.
"We've come a long way from where we first met, neh? A shinigami on her first patrol in the real world, and a human who could see spirits. I really am very happy for you, Rukia. And the red-haired pineapple you're getting married to." Ichigo smirked behind his mask at the man who wandered over at the end of his statement.
"Oi! Shut it, ya damn Berry!" Renji scowled.
"You better take good care of her. Or I'll be forced to kick your ass," Ichigo warned. "By the way, how's your head? I can't imagine you were able to escape the drinking last night. Everyone had turned out to congratulate you, after all."
"Head's fine. Tha trick ta avoidin' a hangover," Renji replied, leaning in slightly, "is ta not go ta bed drunk. I stayed up, drinkin' water, until tha room quit spinnin'. So, my head's just fine, but I am damn tired."
Ichigo snickered a bit, before replying, "I'm sure Rukia will appreciate you needing a nap in the middle of your wedding night."
Before Renji could respond, Ichigo spotted Byakuya heading over to the little group, carrying a bundle of white cloth. When he arrived, Byakuya shook out the fabric and stood in front of Ichigo.
"Raise you hands and arms up. It is time to begin and you need to be finished." Ichigo did as he was asked and raised his arms into a carrying position. Once he had done so, Byakuya draped the white silk over both arms and hands, where it hung over and draped down to his knees. When the fabric was arranged to Byakuya's satisfaction, Renji placed his zanpakuto, Zabimaru, in Ichigo's outstreched hands. Rukia followed suit and placed Sode no Shirayuki on the cloth along side of Renji's zanpakuto.
"Remember, I will lead the way, followed by Rukia and Renji. Ichigo you will be behind them until we reach the front, at which point, come stand next to me. Be aware, Ichigo, that at some point in the ceremony the priest will come over to bless the blades. When that occurs, kneel and present the blades as high as you can. You may stand once the priest leaves again. Rukia, Renji," Byakuya got a contemplative look on his normally expressionless face. "I am quite happy for the two of you. May you have many wonderful years ahead of you."
"Arigato, nii-sama," Rukia said quietly, with a look of pure joy on her face.
"Hai. Arigato, Byakuya-sama," Renji replied after Rukia.
"Now come. It is time and they await our entry." Byakuya turned and led the group into the Shrine for the ceremony. Rukia placed her hand on the arm Renji extended to her, and they followed after. Ichigo fell into position behind the other three and walked slowly down the aisle toward the waiting priest. Upon arrival at the front of the room, Byakuya went and stood to the right of the altar, in the position reserved for the head of the house. Rukia and Renji moved foward until they were standing in front of the small altar. Ichigo moved over and stood at Byakuya's right side, holding the zanpakuto carefully in his out-stretched, silk draped hands. Once the four were in position, the priest began the blessings. The service was simple and solemn, after the san-san-kudo between the bride and groom, the priest came over to the place where Byakuya and Ichigo stood. Ichigo knelt and held up the zanpakuto as he was told to do before the ceremony, allowing the priest to bless the zanpakuto of the two warriors marrying today. Byakuya then moved forward and shared a cup of sake with Renji, welcoming him into the family, before the couple was finally allowed to present twigs of sakaki in the sanctuary and complete the wedding ceremony. Once the priest had delivered one last blessing over the gathering, Rukia and Renji turned and led the way from the shrine, continuing on until they had led all the way to the front gates of the estate.
"Nii-sama," Rukia called out to her brother. "Thank you for welcoming my husband to the family. I am sure he will bring much honor to the Kuchiki clan." She bowed to her brother in thanks, before turning and leading the way, with Renji offering his arm to her, to the other three estates of the great noble houses. Byakuya smiled very slightly at the sight of his sister and her new husband, then gestured for Ichigo to come up and walk along side of him as they followed after the newly-wedded couple.
"Once the introductions, blessings, and offerings to the other noble houses are complete, you may retire to my suite and freshen up. The zanpakuto will be displayed on stands during the family meal and you will not be required to attend. I will have the servants bring a meal to you after they remove the armor. I will also advise them to see to the freshing of your kimono while you freshen yourself in the bathing chamber. I'm sure that by the end of the walking visits you will appreciate that opportunity."
Ichigo inclined his head at Byakuya in appreciation of the care the older man was showing for him. The day was rather warm and Ichigo could tell that his kimono would need some help if it was going to be presentable at the reception tonight. But for now, Ichigo ignored the slight sweat that was beginning to cause the silk to stick to his skin and proceeded to walk beside Byakuya.
At the first estate, Ichigo discovered just how long a day he had let himself in for by agreeing to such a position of honor for the bride and groom, when just the introductions, greetings, and congratulations lasted half an hour. The lord had his daughters serve the visitors sake and tea, which allowed him to drop hints about Byakuya choosing to possibly re-marry. When the conversation turned toward Ichigo, the lord got a look of speculation deep within his eyes and inquired if he was the Fuko-Taicho of the Visard Division and if he was also the one who had been so instrumental in defeating Aizen, which brought about the end of the Winter War. When Ichigo replied, cautiously, in the affirmative, the lord began including Ichigo in the hints involving his daughters and marriage. Once the greetings with the lord were over, Rukia and Renji, followed by Byakuya and Ichigo, went to the clan's shrine to recieve the blessing of the priest and leave an offering.
The next stop was much the same, except the great lord assigned two daughters each to attend to both Byakuya and Ichigo, and managed to draw out the greetings and congratulations for almost an hour, with many more prying questions and insuinuations about marriage thrown in Ichigo's direction.
Ichigo couldn't wait for the damn visits to end.
I feel I am chanelling my inner midget shinigami rather well, maybe I should seek help for that.
And my beta points out that Ichigo's arms should be ready to fall off at the end of the morning. I'm so mean...and forgetful.
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