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Prize of Victory	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 87205 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Chapter List
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Warnings: Sex
Orihime awoke in a daze, feeling completely drained and exhausted. She was confused for a moment before she realized the reason she had awoken was due to the absence of heat at her back.
Blinking blurry eyes about her room she spotted the culprit as he was pulling his jacket on.
“I did not mean to wake you.” He said without turning to face her.
“It’s alright.” She yawned.
Subconsciously she scanned for Tatsuki and froze. Her best friend was no where near by. In fact now that she had a few seconds to think about it Orihime hadn’t seen her since sometime during the battle.
She bolted awake in fear that her friend might not have made it and felt horribly ashamed that she hadn’t thought of her until now.
“What is wrong?” Ulquiorra asked, finally turning to face her.
“Tatsuki-chan. Where is she? Is she alright?”
She swept her senses over the city, desperately searching and fearing what she might find.
Ulquiorra frowned as well and she felt his senses sweep out as well. Apparently he had also forgotten about the young woman.
“She is alive and well.” He suddenly announced. “I will retrieve her before going to Aizen-kami’s meeting.”
Orihime relaxed as she followed his line and indeed found Tatsuki’s familiar reiatsu. It radiated softly letting her know the woman appeared to be comfortably asleep. There was another vaguely familiar reiatsu near by, but Orihime couldn’t place it.
“Thank you.” She sighed softly in relief. “I was hoping I could check up on my friends and maybe help out Unohana-san again today.” She looked at him hopefully.
He paused by the door before bowing his head slightly.
“Do what you wish.”
She smiled happily as he disappeared and starred up at the ceiling of their room contently. She had been so exhausted last night she barely recalled him carrying her home.
She had never used her powers that much in one day, but it made her feel wonderful to know she had been useful, that she had helped to save so many lives. That she had even helped to fight.
Tsubaki had been crowing in delight during the battle, pleased to be fighting properly without any of her usual hesitations or fears. And Tatsuki. Her friend had a smile on her face she hadn’t seen in ages as she sliced bugs apart with Starrk’s Katana.
“Maybe Tatsuki-chan and I should train together again.” She mused aloud.
　
　
　
Tatsuki jerked awake to the sound of a firm but steady knocking. For a moment she was dazed and confused, not recognizing her surroundings at all. There was a shuffling from the living room and the sound of a door being opened.
She could vaguely make out the sound of two voices talking. One was definitely Ulquiorra’s monotone, the other she had to frown a second to place. The events of last night slowly came to her.
“Right, Tesra-san.” She murmured as she crawled out of his bed.
She stretched and made his bed back up before gathering the Katana and coming out of the bedroom into the hallway. She could see the front door and was indeed proven right. Ulquiorra’s eyes darted up to hers as her movement caught his attention.
“Morning, or is it afternoon?” She asked.
“Afternoon.” Tesra answered nervously.
“Damn I slept like the dead.” She paused to consider the other two. “No offence.”
She walked up to them noticing that Ulquiorra, while seeming indifferent, was definitely noticing her attire. Tesra’s uniform with Starrk’s Katana, she must have been quit the sight to him.
“It was a long night.” She said by way of explanation. “Thankfully, Tesra-san here was kind enough to give me sanctuary from the madness going on.”
At that explanation Ulquiorra gave a soft nod of his head in understanding.
“Thank you again for the hospitality and timely rescue last night, Tesra-san.” She bowed politely to him.
“You’re welcome.” He offered nervously.
“I’ll try and get your uniform back to you at some point.”
“It’s not a worry.” He waved the concern away.
“Nonsense. I am sure it wont be a problem. And that thing we talking about last night, is that still open?”
His eyes widened a bit in horror and darted to Ulquiorra, but he did nod his head.
“Great. Then I am sure I can return your clothes when we meet again.”
Ulquiorra turned and left the house. Tatsuki followed him, pausing only to toss a wave back at he frazzled Arrancar.
“Deal?” He asked once they were a few houses away.
“Yeah well, let me do this with a few questions. One: do you have any plans on actually Claiming me as well?”
He shot her a look of disgust.
“Exactly what I knew your answer was going to be. Two: What are the odds of more attacks like the one yesterday?”
“Plausible.” He admitted.
“Three: What are the chances of us being caught either out of the house without you around or me trapped at home alone with a city full of Instinct high Arrancar that are too far gone to realize whose house they are braking into?”
“Plausible.” He admitted reluctantly after a moment. “Tesra has offered to Claim you?” He guessed.
“I asked him.” She corrected. “He said only with your permission since I am still technically your property. He seemed to think you would take offence and do him bodily harm if he asked so I said I would do it.”
They walked in silence for some time and she could tell he was mulling the idea over in his head.
“Look, I hate leaving Orihime-chan unattended. And being locked in the house is driving me insane. You sure as hell don’t want to sleep with me so let someone else deal with that issue. Once I am Claimed I can stick to her side and make sure she is protected without being the one drawing the trouble.”
“You seem adamant.”
“It’s something that has been bothering me for a while. At let’s face it, I am becoming the fifth wheel around the house now that you two got your relationship worked out. This way I can still be close by for her and at the same time out of your way.”
He looked at her oddly at her comment, but seemed to get the gist of it.
“Tesra, is one of the few I would consider somewhat reliable.” He commented.
“I am taking that as a yes, just so you know.” She said. “But perhaps you can tell him yourself since I am not so sure he will believe me.”
“This is what you want?” He asked.
“You care what I want?” She raised an eye at him.
“No, but Orihime would.”
“Boy has she got you trained already.” She smiled. “This is what I want.” She confirmed.
“Then I will speak to him about it.”
“Thank you.”
They came into sight of the house and he stopped walking. She jogged the last little bit, surprised by how close the two houses actually were. Orihime was waiting for her at the door, her reiatsu fluctuating a bit as her friend noticed the odd clothing she was wearing.
“Hiya.” She greeted her warmly.
The wide smile on her face and the cheerful wave instantly eased the majority of the worry on Orihime’s face.
“Tatsuki-chan, your clothes.”
“Yeah, mine were a little soaked in gore. I got to return these later.”
“Are you alright?” Orihime asked worriedly.
“Perfectly alright.” Tatsuki assured her, understanding all to well the underline question Orihime was asking. “I got a few bruises that are smarting and some small cuts, but otherwise I feel fine.”
“I can heal those.” Orihime offered quickly.
Tatsuki was about to tell her it wasn’t necessary, but stopped and just shrugged.
“If you want.”
Orihime seemed relieved, more so when she finished healing her, which confirmed the fact that she was the only human in Soul Society still a virgin.
“Which is kind of sad when you think about it seeing as how I am the oldest one here.” Tatsuki mused.
“Are you going to change?” Orihime asked once she was done healing.
“Nah. This is actually kind of comfortable. Not really my colour, but I think I like the design.” She mused. “Now then, I trust you are completely fine.”
“Of course. Ulquiorra-san showed up and got me out of the battle field and I asked him to drop me off at the fourth so I could help with the wounded. I am pretty sure I saw Karin-chan there as well. What about you?”
“Oh I didn’t get out of combat for a long while, and by then it was almost over and the resident hot heads were getting drunk on Victory and Sake. Fortunately, Tesra-san was kind enough to rescue my virtue and gave me a place to clean up and crash for the night.”
“Oh, that is good to hear.” Orihime seemed very relieved. “I have permission to go to the fourth to help heal the others and check up on our friends.”
Tatsuki frowned. She didn’t want Orihime out of her sight, not when several of the Arrancar might still be drugged up. There was a knock on their door. Frowning, both women went to answer it.
“Well here is a surprise.” Tatsuki smirked.
“Tesra-san?” Orihime asked confused.
“Ulquiorra-sama requested that I escort you around today.” He said nervously.
His eyes fell on her and she noticed he had a hint of surprise in them, no doubt because she was still wearing his uniform.
“We would love that, thank you. Who should we check up on first?” Tatsuki asked.
“Well, I don’t think Karin-chan is at the Estate right now and Nanao-san and Toshiro are probably both at the meeting.” Orihime mused. “So can we see Rangiku-san?” She asked.
Tesra nodded. Both girls pulled their shoes on and followed him down the street. They spent the day checking up on their friends and assisting with the wounded in the fourth. Tesra had left their side at the fourth as it was probably the safest place in the entire city. Even the Espada feared Unohana’s wrath, and not just because she was Aizen’s wife.
While Tatsuki had limited medical knowledge herself, she was more than willing to assist in delivering trays of food to the patients or assist the staff in moving people. Like Karin she noticed most of the staff tended to shy from the few Arrancar patients so she found Orihime and herself helping out with them a lot.
It was getting later in the day when Ulquiorra was the one to retrieve them. Orihime seemed reluctant to leave, but she didn’t protest when the order for them to follow him came.
Tatsuki wasn’t much surprised to see the two disappear into their room after they arrived home. Apparently they had both been so exhausted last night that they hadn’t had a chance to do anything other than sleep.
Tatsuki retreated to the kitchen and started to run the water to do the dishes. The sound of running water did little to drown out the sounds coming from behind that door.
“You know, after six years you think I would have gotten use to it by now.” She sighed to herself.
She jumped when there was a knocking from the front door. Grumbling, she went to answer it, wondering who would be crazy enough to disturb the household with the reiatsu output that was being giving off.
When she saw who it was everything became clear.
“So?” She asked.
“Ulquiorra-sama has given his permission providing a few rules applied.” Tesra answered nervously.
“Good, can you tell them to me on the way?” She asked, glancing back towards the bedroom door as Orihime gave a rather loud gasp.
Tesra blushed and nodded his head. Tatsuki was all too pleased to pull on her shoes, grab Starrk’s Katana, and follow him half a block down back to his house, where it was definitely quieter.
“So, these rules?” She prompted.
“Well, you are to continue to serve Orihime-san and our ‘relationship’ is not to interfere with that task. You are also welcome to live with me if you want.” He said a bit nervously. “I am afraid I only have the one room though.” He stammered.
Tatsuki looked back at the house they had just left.
“Even if I have to sleep on the porch I think I will take you up on that offer. If these battles become more frequent my getting any rest is going to become troublesome.” She said.
They made it back to his house and she noticed he seemed pretty nervous, almost as nervous as she was feeling. Oh sure the argument made sense in her head, and definitely made sense last night, but in the light of day it felt a little awkward.
“So.” She looked at him after they had taken their shoes off and were now just staring at each other in the entranceway.
“Have you eaten yet?” He asked.
“No, not since the quick bite we grabbed in the fourth division’s cafeteria.”
“Would you like something to eat?”
“I would like that, thank you.”
She followed him into the kitchen and settled down at the table while she watched him work. The way he moved was with confidence as he pulled out everything he would need and set to work.
“Now here is a man who knows his way around the kitchen.” She noted.
“So, tell me about yourself.” She broke the silence.
If they were going to live together she wanted to know a bit more about him.
He pause in what he was doing briefly, clearly surprised by the question, before setting back into chopping the vegetable he was currently working on.
“What do you want to know?”
“Well, I already know your birthday and that you are Nnoitra’s fraccion, but that’s about it. Hobbies, likes, dislikes, any reason for the eye patch?” She prompted.
“I lost sight in my eye in an accident while training several years ago.” He answered the last question first. “I suppose I enjoy cooking and serving Nnoitra-sama.”
Silence.
“And you?” He asked.
“Well, I met Orihime-chan in middle school and we have been best friends since. I am a black belt in Karate and can use quite a few weapons. I enjoy Karate and just hanging out with friends. I got a creep meter that can detect one from a mile away. My blood type is A.” She shrugged.
“I do not set this meter off?” He asked with a touch of amusement in his voice.
“Nope, you are clean.” She smirked at him. “So, tell me something else about yourself.”
“Like what?”
“How about your Zanpakuto’s name?”
“Verruga.”
“Interesting name.”
“My resurreccion turns me into a giant, humanoid warthog.” He answered.
“That aught to be interesting.” She mused. “I take it you don’t use it very often.”
“There is never an opponent that can best Nnoitra-sama so I don’t need to fight very often. Only when there is small fry Nnoitra-sama finds annoying.”
They sat in silence for a while and Tatsuki just watched as he cooked. There was no doubt about it, he was definitely confident in his cooking skills. This time the silence was comfortable and she felt herself ease out of the awkwardness.
There was no reason for them to jump right into the whole Claiming thing. The way Tesra commented that she could live with him if she wanted pretty much confirmed for her that Ulquiorra had more or less given her the boot out of his house.
“Probably because he knows Orihime-chan would be more willing to share his bed if I am not around.” She couldn’t help but to think amused.
Her thoughts were broken by the plate of food Tesra set down before her, sitting across from her as he set his own plate down.
“Oh this looks good!” She exclaimed.
“It’s nothing.”
“Way better than anything I can make.” She commented. “So, where did you learn to cook?” She asked.
“Well, after evolving into Arrancar we needed to consume this kind of food so Aizen-kami had someone come in to cook for us. Since there were too many of us to feed at the time for once person to manage, I offered to assist.”
“I thought you didn’t need to eat our kind of food.”
“Well, we didn’t necessarily use this kind of food in our meals. Our meat was definitely not beef.” He admitted.
“I think this is one of those things I am better of not knowing about. So the food here is alright for you to consume though?”
“Having been grown and raised here the product has absorbed a fair amount of reiashi.” He answered.
“Oh, well I guess that’s a good thing then.”
“Indeed, there is so much more you can work with here.”
“So what’s your favourite dish?”
She listened to him talk as he recounted some of his more favourite recipes to prepare. Apparently food was his weak spot and he was more than happy to talk about it. She hadn’t even realized how late it had gotten until she looked outside to realize it was dark once more while he finished up the dishes.
There was an awkward silence as he turned to face her once again after putting the last dish away.
“And once again this is a lot easier to think about then do.” She thought slightly amused to herself. “At least he seems to be just as nervous as I am.”
“So, I guess there really isn’t any reason to put this off is there?” She questioned, breaking the silence.
“No, I guess not.” He agreed.
She stood up and stretched, trying to appear confident even thought her heart was hammering in apprehension.
“This is what Karin must have felt like the night she first laid with Grimmjow. And if she can get thought it then so can I. I mean, it’s not like I was saving myself for anyone special.”
Tatsuki unknowingly came to many of the same conclusions Karin had a year ago. A part of her just felt relief she at least found a half decent partner.
“I have never done a Claim before, nor have I had a partner that I can recall.” He confessed with a slightly nervous voice.
“Okay, that I wasn’t expecting.”
The fact they were both virgins was not something she had been anticipating.
“Well, that makes two of us. I guess we will just have to blunder through this together.” She offered him a reassuring smirk. “There is a bathroom in your room right?”
“Yeah.”
“I am going to use it if you don’t mind.”
“No, go ahead.”
“Good. Let’s say we meet in your room in a few minutes and get through what I feel is going to be an awkward situation for the both of us.”
He nodded in agreement.
Tatsuki retreated to the small bathroom in his room. It really only had a toilet and sink, but that was just about all she needed. Every form of business taken care of she stepped out to notice his bedroom door was still closed and he had yet to arrive.
“Well, one of us is going to have to lead in this and I can tell he’s the type who’s a follower, so much so it makes Ulquiorra’s devotion to Aizen look tame.” She chuckled to herself.
She had always been a leader, and bowing to Ulquiorra, especially over anything concerning Orihime, had not been easy on her at all. It felt nice to take things back in charge.
Determined to get through this with as much pleasure as she could wrestle out of it, she slipped out of the borrowed clothes and crawled naked into his bed, waiting for him to arrive so they could ‘get this party started.’
　
　
　
He could not believe this was happening. He had never dreamed that Ulquiorra would practically shove the woman at him, as if the Espada was actually pleased to be rid of her. While he didn’t understand what a 5^th wheel had to do with anything, Tesra was pretty sure he understood what Tatsuki had been trying to convey.
She was the odd number out. The older sister hovering around the younger’s den that she shared with her mate. Of course there was no way Orihime could return a Mating Claim, but everyone understood that she was Ulquiorra’s and to disrespect her was to disrespect him. They were as close to mates as they could possibly be.
Tesra sighed and stared at himself in the mirror of his bathroom. He didn’t even recall how he had gotten into this mess. He was just slightly please she had admitted to being a Virgin as well. That meant she didn’t have any previous expectations he would have to live up to.
He forced his fingers to stop trembling in agitation, but he really was nervous about this. It was like the first time he had used his resurreccion, only worse. Sure he knew instinctively what to do, but if he messed it up the only one who might get hurt was him.
Granted he had never heard of a Claim being miss cast before short of the Claimer having far too much power and destroying the other, but that was in extreme cases like if Starrk tried to Claim some fresh Adjucus.
While Tatsuki was no where near as powerful as an Arrancar, she still had a decent amount of reiatsu and he was hardly anywhere near any of the Espada. His Claim would probably last for quite a while.
“This irrational fear is doing nothing but bringing shame to Nnoitra-sama. He would be highly disappointed in me if he learned I was afraid of something as simple and tame as sex.” He thought, forcing determination into his body.
Confident he had himself under control, he finished cleaning up and strode determinedly to his room. He was going to go in there and get this done and…………..
His thoughts grounded to a full on halt as he stared at the very attractive and naked woman laying in wait on his futon. Blood left his brain without even a pause to say farewell and rushed south to where all the action was going to be.
She had a very stunning body. Leaned. Honed. Deadly. Everything one would look for in a potential mate. Her breast were not large, but they looked firm and were easily out of her fighting square. Her hips were suitably wide for child birthing and her legs long; good for sprinting should she need to escape.
The instinct part of his brain was crowing for joy and nudging his body to get in there and take it before another did. The rest of his brain was working on the few blood cells that had been too slow to make the mass exodus south and got stuck on monitor duty.
He just stared at her, and she smiled shyly back. There was a hint of nervousness in her posture and reiatsu, but other than that she seemed to be completely confident. She sat up and gestured for him to come towards her.
Numbly, a few blood cells reluctantly left Monitor duty to inform the nerve centre the legs needed to move. He closed the distance between them until he was standing before her.
After a moment she stood up and glanced shyly up at him before reaching a hand out and slowly started to run the zipper of his trench coat down. He felt his mouth go dry and numbly noticed how warm her hands were when they trailed over the skin of his stomach on their trek to his shoulders before she brushed the trench coat off to land in a pool behind him.
“Nice.” She murmured as she ran her hands over his own toned muscles.
She marveled at his chest for a moment, before her hands and attention drifted further South and tangled into the belt of his Hakama. With deft fingers that too was soon undone and his Hakama fell to the floor to join his coat.
She let in a sharp intake of breath and the blood that had traveled south cheered that their work was clearly being appreciated before it stared to sing as a hand wrapped gently around him.
“Soft, warm, yet hard.” She murmured. “Heaven forbid those smut mags those girls use to read were actually accurate on something.”
He had no idea what she meant by ‘smut mags’ but she was welcome to keep touching and stroking him. Her hands were far more pleasurable then the very few times his own had explored that far.
Suddenly she let him go and he looked at her disappointed, only to notice she was sitting on the futon and gesturing for him to join her. He almost stumbled as he sat down beside her.
Her hands returned to his body, trailing over his skin and leading him to lay down beside her. She seemed curious and he was content to just let her hands roam wherever they wanted to.
Her hands brush over his nipples caused them to stiffen and he let out an involuntary twitch of pleasure. Her fingers back tracked and started to play with them. He let out a gasp and some more blood cells managed to sucker the rest and run down the emergency hatch to the south where the party was.
One hand drifted north and hesitantly her fingers traced over the head piece his mask fragment made. She seemed curious about it, but it was a curiosity that seemed to be quickly sated for she ducked her head suddenly and her mouth wrapped around the nipple that her hand had abandoned.
He gave a sharp intake of breath as pleasure raced through him, amplified only when the hand that now had no target ran along his body until it reached the party. His blood sang in praise as her fingers wrapped around him and once more started to stroke softly.
He squirmed in pleasure beneath her. For a so called Virgin, she certainly seemed to know how to make him hot and he wondered if it has something to do with those ‘smut mags’ she had mentioned earlier.
Her thumb brushed over his tip and worked its way under the foreskin, stroking against his head in a slow circle that had him bucking his hips into her hand while clenching his own hands in pleasure.
Apparently the few blood cells on monitor duty couldn’t keep up with the information the nervous system was sending their way. Even his so called Instinct was dumbfounded. He wasn’t sure how long she played with him, hell he couldn’t recall when her mouth had traveled to the other nipple or when the other one had been abandoned as she slipped her fingers between her own legs to prepare herself the best she could.
When her hand finally trailed away from him, if she hadn’t he might have cum there and than, a few disappointed blood cells reluctantly made the trip back North to help actually run his body.
Her mouth left his nipple and the look she sent him was one that was full of lust and power. It sent his body trembling. When she untangled her body from his enough blood cells must have made it back to his brain for he was capable of moving and controlling his actions once more.
Instinct finally seemed to give its own head a shake, smacking his back down into obedience, and he started to move as if in a trance. She seemed to sense he was ready for she positioned herself on her hand and knees while he kneeled behind her.
The view from back here was a good one as well and he let his hands trail over her hips and cup her rear, messaging those cheeks while he gathered his scattered reiatsu about him.
When instinct gave the all green that everything was as ready as it was going to be, he thrust into her with a single solid thrust, tearing through her hymen and pouring a good amount of his reiatsu into her.
She let out a gasp and curse that sounded half in pain and half in pleasure. He rested in her for a moment, shocked at how tight and warm and just damn good it felt to be inside of her.
Instinct took over and he pulled out to thrust in more gently and slowly this time, letting his reiatsu flow into her. She let out another gasp of pleasure and muttered some more. He kept the pace steady for the first bit until instinct jerked what little control he had completely out of his hands and he started to thrust into her at a far faster rate, earning shocked cries of pleasure.
His blood and instinct roared in delight at having tamed this amazing creature and before he even realized what he was doing, his teeth bit into her neck and started to drink her blood infused with both of their reiatsu’s.
Sparks flashed before his eyes as he came violently into her and she let lose a scream of pleasure that nearly left him deft. When it was over he felt all traces of energy leave him and he nearly collapsed on top of her.
He had never felt so drained, and yet so sated, in his life. He managed to bring them both down on their sides and barely had enough sense left to pull out of her before pulling her warm body against his and promptly blacking out.
　
　
　
　
As strong willed as Tatsuki is, I hope you all thought the slight hesitance made the whole scene more realistic. Honestly, for some reason I get a giggle out of this chapter. I find it almost more funny than sexy.
As usual, /love the reviews, both for this and the Ichi/Grimm little one shot “The Real King” I posted for Black Storm. Truthfully, I like Grimmjow with Karin more too :) Working the way to 300 reviews, oh it would be nice to hit 300. MOF&F, this does not mean you have to leave 3 ;), even though I know you will be sorely tempted, lol. Remember, you do not need an account to review.
This weeks question: If you could have an Arrancar chained to your bed, who would it be?
Next Chapter: We finally learn a bit about who Isshin was; although most of you have probably already guessed where it was going and it’s hardly a new idea.
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