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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
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-5a
- 7-6
- 8-7
- 9-7a
- 10-8
- 11-9
- 12-10
- 13-11
- 14-12
- 15-13
- 16-13a
- 17-14
- 18-15
- 19-16
- 20-17
- 21-17a
- 22-epilogue
- 23-1st bonus
- 24-promised bonus
- 3
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- 5
Ichigo scowled briefly at the glass he was clasping in his hands as it sat on the table, before schooling his features back into a neutral expression and glancing towards the center of the table. Just remembering some of the hints and comments from the noble family visits earlier in the day was enough to sour his mood at what was a truly joyous occaision. Ichigo looked at Rukia, who was blushing and laughing happily at something Renji said to her, and felt a smile spread across his face at the sight of her joy. It really was like having another sister whenever the two of them spent time together and Ichigo enjoyed it. He allowed the last of the lingering irritation to fade, in order to enjoy the rest of the night spent in celebration of the wedding of his two friends.
Ichigo brought up his water and sipped it, looking around the hall, while he waited for the meal to be served. He had to admit, he never would have thought that a warehouse near the back of the estate could be decorated enough to hide it's origins and make an exceptional banquet hall; but with all the manpower from the servants, and Rukia's determination and planning, the place was amazing. Rukia had planned the decorations to bring a feeling of spring indoors. To that end, she had arranged to have large potted cherry trees placed along the walls in such a way that they created a sense that the room was in a secluded grotto in the forest. Rukia had also hung crystals everywhere. The crystals spun and twisted in the small breeze coming in from the ventilation windows nestled near the rafters, flashing reflections of candlelight thoughout the room. A small ensemble sat on the stage, quietly playing and providing a pleasant background noise behind the buzz of voices raised in conversation thoughout the room. The ensemble would vacate the stage after the meal to allow time for Chad, Shuuhei, Ikkaku, and Yumichiki to set up their instruments and other gear before the dancing began. Rukia had even had butterflies released into the room, and they flitted about, adding bright, moving spots of unexpected color that caught the eyes. The ceiling had blue and white silk bunting; hiding the rafters and giving the impression of a beautiful spring sky.
Ichigo was released from his inner musings on the hall's decoration when the food began to be placed before him. Byakuya's chefs had outdone themselves for the meal. Ichigo found himself looking at seven different dishes, with three soups, that the servants placed before him. He waited until Rukia and Renji began eating, followed by Byakuya, as the head of the clan, then Ichigo finally gave thanks and began eating. Once the head table was eating the excellent meal, the rest of the guests wasted no time before also digging into the food that had been placed before them.
After some time had passed in appreciative silence, Ichigo set down his chopsticks and released a sigh of deep satisfaction, finally having finished all of the food presented to him. Noticing that the other members of the table were also either finished or on their last dish, and that the dishes were in the process of being cleared, Ichigo leaned over towards Byakuya, whom he was seated next to, and spoke.
"Your chefs are amazing, Byakuya. I've enjoyed a meal at your mansion, now and then, but I had no idea just how skilled they were. My compliments."
"I thank you. If you enjoyed the meal so much, maybe it would please you to take a meal with me more often? Starrk and I dine together from time to time and enjoy one anothers companionship. As it turns out we have a great deal in common and you would be more than welcome to join us."
"Huh. I didn't know that you spent much time outside of work in each other's company," Ichigo looked mildly puzzled, but figured it wasn't his place to pry; after all, he enjoyed spending time playing poker with Yorouchi, Grimmjow, Shinji, and whomever else they could convince to join.
Byakuya, seeing the faint look of puzzlement on Ichigo's face, smiled in a sly manner before responding. "Yes, we found out how much we have in common while he was my responibility during his probation. Perhaps, someday, one of us will enlighten you as to our similarities."
Ichigo, taking in the look and tone, pursed his lips tightly before deciding to simply shrug away the questions that bubbled to the front of his mind. He had become much more patient over the years due to Shiro and his incessent need to wait on answering Ichigo's questions until Shiro felt it was the right time. "I'm sure you will. I can wait 'til then."
When the dishes had been completely cleared, Byakuya stood and raised his glass in toast to the happy couple. As both the older brother and clan head of the bride, and as Taicho to the groom, he had the privilege of giving the first toast of the evening. Once Byakuya had finished his toast, it opened the floor to many other toasts from the assembled guests, led by Rukia's Taicho, Ukitake Jushiro, and followed by the many others in the room who wished sincere happiness for their newly-married friends.
As soon as the many toasts were finished, Renji stood. Pulling back Rukia's chair, he assisted his new wife to her feet and then faced the room, raising his sake cup in the air.
"Kuchiki-Taicho, Kuchiki clan elders and family, assembled Taicho, and all other guests, we wish to thank you for all of the well wishes we have recieved. Rukia and I are truly blessed by having all of you in attendance on this special day."
Renji bowed his head, then took a drink of his sake, Rukia following suit. The guests raised their cups as well, and joined in with a drink of their own. When Renji finished drinking, he placed his cup back in place at his seat and offered his arm to Rukia. Gathering the fabric around her legs in one hand, Rukia placed the other on Renji's proferred limb and allowed him to lead her over to the cake table. Orihime and Uryu were waiting at the table for the bride and groom by the time they had arrived. Ichigo watched with interest from where he was sitting as Orihime presented the couple with a narrow, blue velvet box that was no more than a foot long. When opened, it was revealed that the box was holding an engraved, silver set of cake servers.
Rukia flung her arms around Orihime while Renji reached out and shook hands with Uryu. Regaining her composure, Rukia let go of Orihime and pulled out a tissue from her sleeve, using it to dab at her eyes before pulling the cake knife out of the velvet box. Placing his hand gently on top of hers, Renji leaned down and kissed the top of Rukia's head before applying more pressure and letting the two of them cut into the cake, making quick work of slicing out the first piece. Orihime removed the server from the box and used it to place the first cake slice on a crystal plate being held by Uryu. Setting down the server, Orihime then grabbed a pair of silver forks, handing one to each of the couple, while Uryu carefully set the plate on the table in between the couple. Taking forks in hand, Rukia and Renji carefully scooped up some cake and fed it to one another. When they were finished, Rukia excused herself to change into a different uchikake, leaving Renji to begin circulating amoungst the guests. Orihime turned over cake cutting and serving to the servants, and she and Uryu made their way back to their table.
On stage, the instrumental ensemble had packed up and retired for the night, allowing the other musicians a chance to begin setting up for the dancing. The head table was served cake first and as soon as they had finished eating, their table was dismantled and removed from the dance floor. Ichigo, Byakuya, and the elders who warranted a place at the table, began circulating the floor, joining Renji in chatting with the guests. Rukia had returned from changing by the time the head table was dismantled and re-joined Renji. The band took the opportunity while this was going on to warm up, playing easy songs which let their fingers become more flexible. Yumichiki eventually joined in with the vocals, giving him a chance to stretch his vocal chords so they wouldn't give out before the night was through.
While Ichigo walked the room, stopping now and then to speak to those guests he knew, he kept one eye on Byakuya. Ichigo was thoroughly enjoying the sight of the other man in his formal kimono. He wore it with an unconscience grace that many people would not be able to achieve. Ichigo kept his other eye out for a glimpse of Starrk. Ichigo knew Starrk had been invited and was oddly upset that he hadn't found the former Espada yet, even though he kept sensing the other's reiatsu. He was really looking forward to having Starrk's company at some point tonight. Hopefully for some of the dancing, though Ichigo blushed a bit at that thought.
"MY DARLING SON!" Ichigo didn't even pause to think: he just reached up and blocked the kick Isshin was attemping to land on him. Rotating his hand, Ichigo grabbed ahold of Isshin's foot and twisted it, causing his father to fall face first to the floor. It barely registered with him when Karin's foot shot out and kicked the back of Isshin's head.
"Hey guys! What are you doing here?" Ichigo was rather surprised to see his family sitting at a table with his friends, Orihime and Uryu, who had returned to their seats after dealing with the cake.
"We got the invite from Rukia awhile ago and wanted to surprise you. She said it felt like we were family after all the time we spent together and how close the two of you are." Karin rolled her eyes, then said, "To bad we couldn't leave Goat-Face at home. I swear, you just can't take him anywhere."
Ichigo heard Shiro snicker loudly at that statement.
"So true. Remember wha' happened at tha celebration when ya got tha Fuko-Taicho position? Ya still aren't allowed back in tha restaurant."
'Shut it! So don't need to be reminded! Never going ANYWHERE with Goat-Face that involves karaoke ever again.' Ichigo and Shiro both gave a mental shudder at the memories invoked by that statement.
"So, when did you arrive? Did you have any problems? Are you enjoying your first trip to the Soul Society?"
"We got here this morning. Came in with Orihime and Uryu, since they needed help to get the cake here and set up." Karin looked around, "It's kind of awesome getting a chance to see where you live now, ya know? I hear both you and Toshiro talk about it, and see the soul reapers and all, but being here makes it more real, if that makes sense to you. It's definately helped Yuzu make sense of all the crap she's heard about over the years," Karin said with a gesture towards her twin, who was standing a few tables over and speaking to Hanataro.
A soft smile crossed Ichigo's face as he took in the sight of his other sister talking to the quiet healer. "I'm glad. Please enjoy the rest of the evening, and now, if you'll excuse me, I should keep circulating around the room." Ichigo turned to leave, but not before making one last comment to Karin, "A bit of advice for you; Toshiro loves to dance, but he hates trying to find a partner because of his height. I trust you won't let that stop you." Ichigo smirked at the devious expression on Karin's face and left.
By this point, the band was finally warmed up and Yumichika called Rukia and Renji up for their first dance as husband and wife. Ichigo took the opportunity presented by the dimming of the lights to find a glass of water and excuse himself to the edge of the room. He found that he was very thirsty after all the greeting and speaking he had done as he circulated, and was increasingly upset that he still hadn't seen Starrk, although the feel of his reiatsu was quite close. As Ichigo leaned against the wall, sipping his water, he never noticed that he was standing next to the gift table.
"Ah...mi amigo. I am greatly pleased that I have a chance to see you esta noche." Ichigo started a bit when he felt an arm wrap around his shoulders and heard those words spoken quietly in his ear.
"Starrk? I've been looking for you! Where have you been?" Ichigo blurted out before he could stop himself. "Um... I mean...ah..fuck!" Ichigo spluttered and trailed off to a halt, leaving a flustered expression and a blush spreading across his face.
Starrk smiled a slow, lazy smile at the sight of Ichigo's discomfiture. He was also pleased to hear that Ichigo was on the look out for him. "Byakuya asked me to keep on eye on the gifts. He has no worries about something happening to them, but he had the wish for someone to stand here and say gracias whenever the gifts were presented. I agreed to do so, provided he exchange places with me a time or three during the dancing," Starrk paused for a moment, then caught the eyes of the orangette in his arms. "I would very much enjoy the chance to take a turn on the floor with you, Ichigo. Would you do me the honor of a dance, Ichigo, por favor?"
Ichigo blushed as he looked into Starrk's grey eyes, but quickly nodded his head in the affirmative before breaking eye contact. Glancing around the room, Ichigo realized that most of the tables had emptied and the dance floor had filled up while he was busy paying attention to Starrk. Seeing movement near them from the corners of his eyes, Ichigo turned his head and noticed Byakuya gracefully weaving his way through the tables towards himself and Starrk. When the raven-haired man arrived, he nodded his head in greeting to Starrk, then spoke to the both of them.
"Starrk, as we agreed earlier, I have come to replace you, momentarily. Please return after this next dance. Ichigo," Byakuya turned until he was looking into Ichigo's eyes. "I would also enjoy the chance to have a dance or three with you, if you have no objections."
Ichigo looked stunned for a moment. He couldn't believe his luck: first Starrk, now Byakuya, it must be his lucky night to be able to dance with both of the fascinating men. Ichigo nodded his head, never noticing the look of satisfaction the other two men exchanged due to his dazed state. Starrk thanked Byakuya and steered Ichigo to the dance floor by the arm still wrapped around his shoulders. Starrk waited until there was a break in the crowd of dancers on the floor before wrapping his other arm around Ichigo and committing the both of them to the swirling mass of people. Ichigo relaxed in Starrk's arms and allowed the taller man to steer them around the floor, noticing in passing that they were not the only male couple taking advantage of the dancing. As they danced together, Ichigo noticed Ukitake and Shunsui dancing, as well as Mayuri and Szayel. Ichigo gave a shudder after noticing the latter pair.
Feeling Ichigo's trembling, Starrk leaned down and spoke into Ichiogo's ear.
"What is the trouble? Are you not enjoying yourself?"
Ichigo shook his head and nudged Starrk until he was looking in the same direction at the pair of scientists. They had officially come out as a couple last year, and many lower seats, and some upper, had needed to be treated by the fourth division for stress related illnesses because of the announcement. The thought of what those two could get up to in a lab upset his stomach as well.
Starrk held in his own shudder at the sight and quickly steered Ichigo away from that section of the dance floor.
When the dance ended, Starrk led Ichigo off the dance floor and back to the gift table where Byakuya was waiting.
Byakuya took in Ichigo's flushed face and slightly heavy breathing, and offered to find something for him to drink. Ichigo smiled at him and agreed that a drink sounded like a good idea. While Byakuya was gone, Ichigo and Starrk filled in the time with some minor talk about their division and the upcoming missions to Los Noches. While they were occupied in conversation with each other, neither Ichigo nor Starrk noticed Yachiru, Lilynette, and Nell dancing and chasing each other through, under, and around the tables and chairs; therefor, it came as quite a shock when the table they were standing next to moved across the floor with a grinding noise and several presents fell off.
"NELL! YACHIRO! LILYNETTE!" Ichigo yelled.
"Nell is sorry, Itsygo! Nell didn't mean to be a problem!" Great big tears welled up in Nell's eyes and she began sniffling.
"I'm sorry too, Ichi! We'll pick it up!" Yachiru chimed in with.
Ichigo sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "It'll be alright. I'll clean it up. You just need to be more careful. If you want to play, go outside. If you want to dance, please go to the dance floor."
"Thanks!" Nell and Yachiru yelled at Ichigo and ran off, followed closely by Lilynette.
"Little brats," Ichigo said fondly, with a small smile on his face. He then reached down and began picking up the mess of presents the two had caused to tumble off the table and onto the floor. Starrk bent down and assisted Ichigo and soon the table and floor was set to rights again, except for one present that felt wet when Ichigo lifted it off the floor. Giving it a very gentle shake, Ichigo heard something that sounded like broken glass tinkling inside the box, before settling the gift against his stomach. Ichigo let out a groan at the thought of explaining a broken gift to Rukia. Starrk came over when he heard the noise Ichigo made.
"What is the problem, mi amigo?" Starrk asked, looking at the now dripping box in Ichigo's hands. Starrk could tell that Ichigo wasn't paying attention to the cloudy, purple-ish liquid that was seeping into his haori at the point where Ichigo was holding the box against his stomach.
"I'm pretty sure whatever is in this box got busted when it landed on the floor. It sounded like broken glass when I shook it and, obviously, it has liquid oozing out of it."
"Hmmm...might I see it, por favor." Starrk held out his hands for the box. After placing the gift in Starrk's arms, Ichigo wiped his wet hands down the sides of his kimono. It didn't matter at this point if his kimono got any dirtier since it was already soaked through where the box had been resting against his stomach. Starrk held up the box to his ears and gently shook it, ignoring the drops of liquid that fell off the moving box onto his cheek, neck, and shoulder and also ignoring the fact that his hands were becoming as soaked in the liquid as Ichigo's hands had. Hearing the faint tinkling of broken glass that Ichigo described, Starrk brought the gift down in front of himself to look at the tag so he could know to whom he needed to speak with about the gift, but before he was able read it, Byakuya had arrived back with drinks.
"I acquirred some drinks for all three of us, if there are no objections," Byakuya spoke, looking at the other men, before noticing the box they were holding. "What are you doing?"
"Nell, Lilynette, and Yachiru bumped into the table, causing some of the presents to fall off. The other gifts seem fine, but we're pretty sure this one got busted," Ichigo responded, gesturing at the box Starrk was holding.
"May I?" Byakuya set the drinks down, then proceeded to hold out his hands. He grimaced at the feeling of wet, pulpy cardboard in his hands once the box had been turned over to him, but secured the box against his body anyway and began fumbling one-handed with the tag. Getting it open, Byakuya glanced at the writing in bewilderment.
"Can either of you make out the handwriting?" Byakuya asked, ignoring the feeling of the liquid oozing through his kimono layers and causing them to stick against his now damp skin.
Ichigo and Starrk gathered around the nobleman and leaned over the gift tag. Starrk quickly shook his head in negation, stating that he didn't recognize the scrawled mess. Ichigo, however, squinted at the paper tag, before his eyes widened, looking slightly alarmed.
"I think it looks like it says Kurotsuchi and Aporro-Granz. Shit!" Ichigo looked in alarm at the purple-ish colored stain on his hands. "Who knows what this shit is if that box is from them." Byakuya and Starrk also looked with alarm at the box and their hands upon hearing Ichigo's announcement. Ichigo scrubbed his hands harder on the sides of his hakama, hoping to get more of the strange purple-ish ooze off of his hands.
"We should not jump to conclusions just yet, I feel. Ichigo may not have managed to read the tag correctly and this gift might not be from Szayel and Mayuri, we shall simply speak to them tomorrow to confirm if it is, or if it is not. If it is, we shall then proceed to question them about the contents of the gift." Byakuya stated, calming himself down as he spoke. Ichigo looked at him in disbelief, but decided to go along with Byakuya for now.
Byakuya set the box on the floor, lifted the table cloth covering the gift table, and gently nudged the box under the table, out of sight. "There. That is a good location for the gift until we can assertain who it is from, and what it was that leaked out on us." Byakuya reached over and lifted a glass off the table from where he had set it earlier, handing it with a slight smile to Ichigo. "Here, let us not give a second thought to the gift, but instead, enjoy the evening."
Ichigo accepted the drink with a feeling of misgiving over ignoring the purple-ish ooze, but allowed Byakuya and Starrk to take control of the conversation and steer it away from the broken gift. As the men stood and spoke, none of them noticed the purple discoloration fading from their hands until it had completely disappeared from sight.

A lot of research went into this fic about traditional Japanese weddings, dress, and food. I've got to say, weddings in my family are very different, involving lots of beer and polka.
Next chapter should be the beginnings of the steamy stuff. Thanks for stickin' with me as I attempt to write longer, more in-depth stories.
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