A Mother For Yachiru

Chapter 4


Orihime sat in her room, waiting on Hinamori and Rangiku. She looked at the white dress laying over the chair and sighed.

It had been a hard few weeks. They had already wanted to fully remove Yachiru from Kenpachi's care but after explaining to them that the wedding was soon, they gave them a few more days.

Her friends, or lack there of, in the real world, was not talking to her. Ichigo had called Kenpachi
"a cold blooded killer that would murder her in her sleep" and Ishida stopped talking to her all together. Chad didn't say anything positive or negative but she could see the disbelief in his eyes. It was her choice but that didn't stop them from trying to talk her out of it.

A knock on the door had the two women walking in to help her dress.


"It's their loss, Orihime. They just can't accept it. Now how about we get you into this dress and get you married? Yachiru is beautiful, her dress suits her.", Rangiku said with a smile.


Before long, she was sitting in the chair, letting Hinamori do her hair. "Captain Zaraki might not make it to the end of the ceremony. Your beautiful and your dress is also. I hope he doesn't rip it."

Rangiku helped her up and into her sandals, while handing her the bouquet. "You ready?"

"As ready as I will ever be. I just hope I am a good wife to him."


Kenpachi was standing in front of the podium, cracking his neck. Byakuya reach over and touched his shoulder. "Stop moving around. She will come."

"I ain't worried about that. I didn't tell her how big of a deal this was going to be. She is expecting a small ceremony, not this."

Byakuya looked up to see Ikkaku standing and motioning towards the isle. He nodded and turned. "She comes."

Orihime took Ikkaku's arm. "You look pretty, Orihime. Too bad your with the Captain. I would steal you, myself."

Orihime chuckled. "I'm sure you would. Thanks for doing this."

Ikkaku held out his arm. "Yeah, well. Someone had to and I am glad ya picked me. Your family now.", he said with a smile.


Kenpachi's eyes went wide as his heart froze in his chest. Orihime looked beautiful and having his third seat escort her was worth the wait. Her dress had see through sleeves that stopped at her wrists, the top of the gown tapered to fit tight down to her waist. The skirt was long, down to her ankles and in her hand she held blood red flowers. Her hair had been pinned up, all but a few strands that fell down on either side of her face. Her eyes met his own and he found himself returning her smile.


As Yamamoto nodded, all in attendance stood as one. The Eleventh Division removed their zampakato's and raised them up in the air with the tips touching to make an arch. Yachiru skipped ahead dropping petals to match her bouquet. As the two passed under the swords, they fell behind them and was sheathed back at the waist of the shinigami. Orihime took this time to look at Kenpachi and found herself chuckling.

Kenpachi had stayed true to being a captain, wearing his coat and uniform. His hair was done up in it's original style, is eye patch still in it's place. Kenpachi met her eyes and shrugged, giving her a half smile. Orihime smiled back and took his hand when he held it out.


The ceremony didn't take long and soon they moved to the area where the food was set up. Orihime was standing with Kenpachi when she felt someone elbow her gently.

"It was a beautiful ceremony."

Orihime's head spun. "Tatsuki?"

The black haired girl nodded and hugged Orihime. "Hey. You SURELY didn't think I would miss my best friend getting married? What kind of friend would I be?"

Orihime turned with a smile and took Kenpachi's hand. "Kenpachi,, this is Tatsuki, my best friend. Tatsuki, this is my husband, Captain of the Eleventh Division, Kenpachi Zaraki."

"Captain Zaraki.", Tatsuki greeted with a bow. "It is a pleasure."

Kenpachi bowed back and then jumped when Yachiru climbed up his back. "Hey brat. You can't do that shit in that dress. Orihime went through a lot of work to have it made for you and your going to rip it."

Orihime laughed. "She won't. I had it made with splits in the side so she could climb. I knew it wouldn't be long till she was on your shoulder again."


Yachiru looked at Tatsuki with wide eyes. "Whose that?", she asked pointing.

Orihime smiled again. "This is Tatsuki."

Yachiru cocked her head and reach her arms out for Orihime, who took her from Kenpachi's shoulder. "Are you my aunt?"

Tatsuki nibbled her lip. "Well, I.."

Kenpachi smirked. "If she want's to be your aunt, then she can. Other than that, leave her alone."

"Ok.", she chirped as Orihime sat her down.


The three then walked over to the table where the cake was. Renji nodded his head to her and Tatsuki blushed, looking away. When she chanced a look back, Renji winked at her, causing her blush to deepen. When they sat down, Orihime placed her right beside Renji and the reception began.

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Through the night, Renji grew more concerned. Kenpachi was putting away a bunch of sake, and at the rate the man was going, would be too drunk or passed out before they returned to the Eleventh Division. He let out a breath of air and walked over.

"Captain Zaraki, it's getting to be pretty late. Don't you think you should get your wife and daughter home? They look very tired."

Kenpachi stood on shaky legs and nodded. "Guess, I better. Don't need the brat to go to sleep and one of us to carry her. You'll cover for us?"

"Sure thing. Go on, I'll tell everyone."


Kenpachi walked over and tapped Orihime's shoulder. "Ready to go? We needa get Yachiru home to bed."

Orihime nodded and said her goodbyes as the three walked away.

It didn't take long to get Yachiru undressed and in bed. The young girl's eyes were closed in sleep before her head even hit the pillow. Kenpachi only slid his hand down her hair and then walked out of the room, leaving Orihime to tuck her in.


N/C Lemon starts here.


As Orihime walked back down the hall, she was jerked into a room with a hand over her mouth. "Shush wife. It's me."

Orihime released her breath. "Kenpachi. You scared me."

"Get undressed. It's time for bed."


She nodded and undressed, laying down on the bed, curling up on her left side. She felt the bed dip down and without warning to her, she was roughly turned and pinned down.

"Ken..pachi.?"

"Your my wife. I decided that I don't want a marriage of convience. I don't want a sham, I want the real deal."

He started rubbing her thigh roughly. "Don't you want that too?"


Orihime pushed at his shoulder. "Kenpachi..your hurting me. Your drunk, don't do something your going to regret. Just go to sleep."

"Spread your legs."

Orihime shook her head. "Please, Kenpachi, don't do this."

Kenpachi growled and jerked her legs apart, laying between them. "Your my wife and I will have you."


The next sound the room was Orihime's gasp of pain as Kenpachi rammed into her.


"Well shit. This ain't' gonna work. I know what to do."


When he got up to get the oil, Orihime jumped, only to be thrown back on the bed. Kenpachi quickly used the oil on his erection, as well as on Orihime and shoved back in, breaking through her hymen.

He growled out when Orihime's nails scored his arm and then she bit him, causing him to ram into her harder. Over and over he pushed until he finally released inside her. He rolled over and went to sleep, seemingly uncaring about his wife that was laying beside him crying. This wasn't what she was thinking about when she got married but then again, he didn't love her so what was the issue with fighting this. He wouldn't remember it because of him being so drunk. She stiffened when he reach out and pulled her to his chest. She then closed her eyes, thinking about the next day.


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She was awake before Kenpachi was and quickly showered. She then noticed the extent of the bruising on her thighs and waist where he had gripped her hard. She quickly dressed and laid out his uniform, going to wake Yachiru up.

The young girl was happy to be back home so she was oblivious to Orihime's pain. She hid it well and when she heard Kenpachi's heavy footsteps, she stiffened. Yachiru caught this out of the corner of her eye and looked from one adult to the other.

"Keep an eye on Yachiru. I got paperwork to catch up on. They will inform you when they bring us lunch. I'll see you then."

Orihime just nodded. "I will let you know."

When lunchtime came, Orihime knocked on the office and took the tray inside with Yachiru walking beside her. She served up the two and sat down. Kenpachi looked at her with a frown.

"Ain't you eating?"

Orihime shook her head. "I'm not hungry. I'll get something later."

Kenpachi looked down at his forearm. "Hey, Orihime. Can you get something to heal this with? I don't know where I got it from. Hell, I don't even remember coming home. Did I fall or something?"


Orihime shrugged. "Unless you fell when you went to bed..."


Byakuya walked in and looked at Kenpachi and Orihime. "Orihime. Captain Unohana requests to see you in the infirmary."

Orihime nodded. "Thank you. I will go now."

A few minutes later, Retsu was shaking her head while looking at the bruises. "Orihime, did he?"


Orihime raised her head, the look in her eyes, explaining it all. Retsu hugged her and sighed. "I had better tell him to lay off the sex for a while, at least six weeks or so. He tore you apart. Didn't he use oil or something?"

"He used oil. Just not before he entered me the first time. I.."


Retsu sighed. "Orihime, he raped you last night, didn't he?"

Orihime nodded. "I couldn't stop him. I know he doesn't remember it."

Retsu frowned again. "That doesn't change the fact, he did it. I am going to speak to him, you can be present if you wish it. I won't force you to go."

"I need to return home to Yachiru, any ways. Thank you for checking me out."

"It's my job, my dear."