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A Shifting of Life	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > General Views: 20784 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: A Shifting of Life

Fandom: Bleach

Part: 5

Series: A Shifting World

Characters: Rangiku, Ichigo, Ulquiorra, Urahara, Isshin

Warnings: Talking about sexual things

Word count: 1,230

AN: Last repost for tonight. I hope you guys all enjoy this. I really do. Hugs and what not. Oh! I'm rather proud of myself. I've gotten all chapters under 1K up and over that 1K. At least those chapters that I've gotten to. Again, I've only gotten about 16 of the chapters rewritten.
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Walking into the bedroom that had been given to her, her robe pulled tight around her body, Ichigo blinked at the sight of Ulquiorra meditating near the window where late afternoon light was filtering through. The sun placed over the remains of his mask, giving it a slightly bleached out look while his hair glowed darkly under the light.
Taking a closer look around her room, Ichigo picked up her borrowed clothes from where they had been placed on the dresser by someone, most likely Ulquiorra, before she stepped behind a changing screen.
Laying them out on the chair behind the screen that was waiting for her, Ichigo wiggled out of her robe, blushing at the fact that her skin was still very sensitive from her previous activities in the hot springs. Shaking the thoughts of what she had done with Rangiku out her mind for the moment, she pulled on the rather simple sleeping kimono and made sure that the obi was tied around her waist properly. She left the extra shinigami outfit on the chair for the next day.

Pausing for a moment at the edge of the screen, she walked back to the chair and picked up the outfit, eyeing it. She guessed that either Nemu or Rangiku had been the ones who had loaned it to her. It was possible it had been one of Rangiku’s that was too small for her. Or at least smaller than the rest of her outfits that was.
Fully walking out from behind the screen she squealed in surprise at finding Ulquiorra standing right next to the screen, grabbing at her chest as her heart thumped rapidly. She blinked up at the Arrancar a few times as she got back under control.
“You had sex with the woman that we are staying with,” the green eyed male said, sniffing delicately. He watched with hidden amusement as Ichigo went scarlet.
“How did…?” she asked before trailing off, not sure on how to word her question to the tall male that continued to gaze at her with cool green eyes.
“It is your scent. It’s sweeter, but still pure. This means that you were with another female without any type of sexual toy. The only female that you were around for the last hour was Matsumoto-san,” he replied, standing up and brushing some imaginary dirt from pants. He raised an eyebrow at his suddenly very shy charge as she hid her face in her hands. “Sexual need is very natural, Kurosaki-san, and fulfilling that desire is healthy for you. Even the Arrancar often indulge in sexual intercourse when the need arises. I have slept with both Grimmjow and Starrk. Multiple times. I do believe though that Harribel is the only one that is to stay exclusively with females though.”
Looking up at Ulquiorra, Ichigo tried to rein in her blush as she quickly sat down onto the futon, brushing her fingers through still damp hair. She was starting to feel slightly dizzy with all of the new information being thrown after her.
“I know that it’s natural, but when you’re so damn blunt about it, it can be rather embarrassing,” she sighed. She looked up at the other with soft eyes. “And add that to being turned into a woman and not being able to do anything that any normal male would want to while in custody…” She trailed off. “It still means that I’m off balance from all of the changes. This includes everything that Aizen told me while I was there.” Walking over to where Ichigo sat, the pale Arrancar sat down next to her and smoothed a bit of her hair down, noticing that it seemed tamer with her as a female. It wasn’t sticking up every which way as it had with her male body.
“A lot has been happening to you in the last few months. I am rather surprised that you haven’t broken down completely and either cried or destroyed everything,” the Cuatro Espada said, blinking in surprise as Ichigo laid her head onto his shoulder. He hadn’t expected so much trust to come from her, especially since he was still technically the enemy of Soul Society and most of his friends.
“I did break down, while I was with Unohana-san. A good hour of that exam was spent with me soaking her braid in tears.” Her voice was soft as she looked up through her lashes, watching as Ulquiorra frown and search her face for any signs of tears shed. “She got rid of the red and puppy eyes. Said I shouldn’t show my weakness until after I know how others will react to this,” she told him.
Nodding his head, the Espada patted her head before he turned to the bedroom door as he felt the spiritual energy of two very powerful people walk up to it. Finding that Ichigo had felt what he had but was unconcerned with the people, he stood up and walked over to it as someone knocked on it. Opening the door, Ulquiorra was met by the sight of two men, one blond and one scruffy with black hair, standing behind Rangiku who carried a rather large bag. Looking down, the Arrancar noticed that there were three more large bags sitting around their feet. They most likely carried clothing for Ichigo among other things that she would most likely need.
“You must be Ichigo-san’s father,” he finally said in greeting, looking to the dark haired man.
“Yep. I’m Kurosaki Isshin and you would be?” Isshin asked, eyeing the hollow hole in Ulquiorra’s neck with some curiosity.
“Shiffer Ulquiorra, the Cuatro Espada and Ichigo-san’s bodyguard,” Ulquiorra replied as he stepped back away from the doorway. “She shall be pleased to see you. Urahara-san, I suppose that you were given the information that we gathered from Szayel?” he asked. He got a nod from the subdued blond as the three brought the bags into the room.
Once he had placed the duffle bag in his hand down, Isshin found himself with an armful of brand new daughter, running his fingers through soft hair as he made soothing sounds.

Shooing the other two out of the room, Ulquiorra closed the door behind them, letting father and daughter reconnect. He would be near should they need him, but he doubted that they would and he really doubted that Kurosaki Isshin would let anything to his child, female or male.
“Urahara-san, I will go over the information that we collected from Szayel with you. I know that he has a tendency to code certain things,” Ulquiorra stated, following behind them.
“That sounds just perfect actually. Thank you, Ulquiorra-san,” Urahara chirped, his every present fan coming out to wave before his face.
“Hey, Ulquiorra-san, I have to ask you this. Why do you add honorifics to some names but not to other names?” Rangiku asked. The dark haired Arrancar blinked down at her before raising an eyebrow at the question.
“I add them according to what Ichigo has told me about each person. She respects you, her father, Urahara-san, and a few others. Though, while she does respect Urahara-san, she also considers him a pervert of some magnitude,” Ulquiorra stated.

“Hey!” Urahara protested, looking affronted and causing Rangiku to burst into laughter.
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