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Chapter 6- Lunar Pheromones

Rukia wondered how did she end up like this, beside being born a female to become Renji's wife. She wasn't sure if it was her budding hormones or her mentality of feeling like this, but she couldn't blame her body for reacting this way as she panted softly. There she was, her bare back flushed against the strong tattoo'd stomach of her future husband as she sat on his lap with her small legs wide open. It was harder to breathe due to the warm humidity in the large bathroom, but that could be her excuse. Now that Renji used the opportunity to fondle her.

"Hahh.... d-don't...." she whimpered and shuddered, feeling his fingers circling around her aroused clitoris. "You promise y-you wouldn't do anything...."

"No, I said I wouldn't try to fuck you," rumbled Renji with a smirk, his long damp hair framed around his face. "I'm just trying to get you ready for me, now that our wedding night's in a couple of days. But this is good for you, Rukia.... you're reacting so well to me."

"Mmhh!" Rukia gripped at his hand that was playing with the clit, but her mind was telling her not to stop him as it was giving her pleasure. She could feel herself getting wet, with the secretion trickling onto the towel that covered the nue demon's lap.

"Hhmm, bet your hole's aching and twitching right now...." he purred deeply, nuzzling into her hair. "I mean, look.... it's wiggling right in front of you," he rumbled as he spread the fleshy folds apart. Rukia, red-faced in her position, she reluctantly looked up. Why did the demon have to tease her in front of a large mirror? Since Renji was sitting so close to it, the petite teen could actually see her womanhood in full view, with her entrance puckering. "You've never done this before, looking at it like this whenever you bathe....?" he purred.

"I'm not a pervert to do such a thing...." Rukia mumbled but Renji chuckled a little.

"I see.... good thing I am," he grinned. "Now you can watch me pleasure you, until you come."

"Wha--" Rukia gasped sharply when the demon suddenly pushed in his middle finger into her slick entrance. "Guhh....!" she winced at the intrusion but her body was saying otherwise as her inner muscles convulsed around him.

"Fuck, loosen up, Rukia.... after all, you came to me first in the bathroom," he growled softly. "You're already acting like my wife just begging to get fucked." Rukia whimpered now that she felt the finger going in and out of her. That much was true, but she had thought Renji was done with the bath when she decided to wash up. But the moment she saw him in the nude, she was frozen in shock and the nue demon used the opportunity to tease her, leading up to this.

"Please stop.... My b-brother--" panted Rukia but she suddenly let out a moan when Renji used his other hand to stimulate her clitoris. "Ahh!" she moaned and her wet canal clenched up out of reflex.

"Honestly, Byakuya is kinda aware what I'm doing to you," he grinned. "But he couldn't prevent it from happening.... Good thing, too, if he doesn't find out that his little sister's enjoying getting fingered."

"S-stop that....!" she panted, arching her back as her thighs quivered. Renji ignored that, instead he began pushing in his ring finger now that her entrance was loosening up. "Ahh....! No-- aahh!" she gasped, feeling her cavity being pushed apart by the second digit.

"Stop saying no, that's annoying," he growled. "But look here.... your cute baby hole is taking my fingers in so easily," he then purred as the mirror showed him thrusting in and out of the anxious teen. Rukia shuddered at the nasty slurp-like sounds coming from down there, and yet she felt herself getting excited from his actions. Her nether regions were getting so warm and tingly, causing her to moan more.

"P-please...." she moaned breathlessly, feeling the rumbling coming from Renji's chest.

"Please what? Are you trying to say that you want me to fuck you now?" he teased with a growl but Rukia quickly shook her head. "Aww, you're breaking my heart. Even though you're making such cute noises, you won't let me go in here?" The thrusting of his fingers were becoming faster and faster, and his future wife writhed with her teary eyes clenched tightly.

"Please.... this is too much....!" she whimpered feebly.

"Is that right....?" With a sharp pinch at her clitoris, the teen flinched into a spasm.

"Ahh!" she yelped out, just before she felt inner muscles clenched up tightly. Her secretion gushed out in small splurts, some of it hitting the mirror, but Renji continued with his playing as he chuckled.

"Oh.... you had your first orgasm, but I guess you're still young so that was expected," he purred deeply. He wrapped his strong arm around Rukia, who felt like she was close to passing out with her head slumped to the side. So that was an orgasm, that was the reason why she was given pleasure. After a moment, Renji removed his fingers, completely soaked as he spread open her womanhood. "See....? It's really twitching," he leered at the reflection of her gaping entrance. "If it had been my large dick, we could have see up your precious womb. You want to see that instead?"

".... It will hurt...." Rukia managed to mumble, warm tears trickled down her cheeks. Renji responded with a deep purr and nuzzled in her ink-black hair.

"I'll be careful, Rukia," he rumbled. Slowly, he shifted lap until he finally removed his towel. Rukia glanced at the mirror to see the nue's manhood slumped against the stool he was sitting on and she shuddered. But she was too lethargic to move away as he reached between his legs. "I can handle my instincts.... I won't get too excited, Rukia, I'm just gonna push the tip in...." he purred.

"But...." She could see the foreskin being pulled back to show the red-pink tip as Renji decided to rub it against her loosened entrance. "Hahh..." she panted but her heart was beating fast in sheer anxiety. She couldn't be losing her virginity in the bathroom.

"There you go...." he purred, slipping the first part of it into her.

"Ah...!" gasped Rukia, feeling her lower area getting aroused. It was like out of animal instincts, that she wanted this to happen, to have him filling her up as her inner muscles were clenching around the meaty head.

"Oh, fuck.... I really feel like going all in, but I can't," growled Renji, pulling himself out of her.

"Ohh.... damn," she panted out of relief.

"Sorry to tease you like that, girl," he sighed deeply as he resorted to fondle with her small breasts. "I really can't fuck you yet, not when you have to prove that you lost your virginity to me."

"But... I really am a virgin...." she panted, squirming a little when she felt his fingers rubbing around the nipples.

"I know that, but remember that the contract was written long ago. To prove that you are a virgin before laying with me, I'll break your hymen and make you bleed a little. And not only that.... it had to be witnessed by your clan members."

"Wh-what....?"

"That's the rule of our contract, they have to see that you will bleed for me," he rumbled. "It's more than that, I originally requested that the head of the clan had to witness it as well. Meaning...." he purred deeply, gripping the small flesh firmly. "Your brother must watch me fuck his sister." Rukia shuddered in surprise and looked up at him. That couldn't be right. Why would Byakuya have to watch her getting her innocence taken?

The thought of it seemed to make her all the more ashamed, as she tried to squirm away from his hold. "Let me be alone, Renji.... please...." she mumbled. Renji sensed her tone and sighed deeply before nudging her off his lap.

"Fine.... I'll talk to you tomorrow," he sighed as he picked up his towel and wrapped it around his waist. "No, wait.... As a matter of fact, I would like it if I see you again on Saturday night. I'd rather see you in your wedding dress once it starts. Is that all right with you, Rukia?"

".... Okay...." sighed Rukia, moving to sit on the stool. She was responded with a seemingly tender stroke on her cheek and she looked at him in slight confusion.

"I'll see you later...." he replied before leaving the bathroom. The petite girl just sat there, wondering how to make of it. So this wedding was coming in two days, and then she will become Renji's wife. She will have to sleep with him for the days to come, until she is pregnant with his child. How can she have her freedom when she might become a mother within months or even weeks of their marriage?

Reaching for the shower nozzle, she turned it on and the warm water sprayed over her. "Uhh...." she moaned a little when she spread her legs apart and positioned the nozzle over her abused crotch. Her entrance was already contracting when she touched it but she felt aroused one more time. The toughts of Renji constantly teasing her, saying how she will birth a baby down there, it was getting to her. She doesn't want to get pregnant but.... she might have to get used to it if that were to happen, especially when Renji promised to be responsible for it.

"Of course he would be responsible.... as if a rare demon like him wouldn't want kids," she sighed, rubbing her flat stomach. How will it grow inside of her once it happens, like a normal fetus or something else considering what nue demons' true forms really are? She read enough books to know about rare monsters, that nue are extremely large creatures to rival the size of elephants and even bigger than that.

Renji said that he will shift into his demonic form once he will get aroused for intercourse. Whether he would turn into that giant chimera beast or something else, it will still be scary to lay with him this coming weekend. But it felt even more scary to be seen in her vulnerable state by her own brother of all people.

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Grumbling out of annoyance, Grimmjow threw the sheets off himself. It was just too hot for him to sleep, since Ichigo insisted that he wear a shirt for bed. It didn't help that the season was getting warmer by the day, as he huffed quietly. In the dark bedroom, he stared at the ceiling for a while, hearing the soft breathing of Ichigo sleeping on her bed. It almost felt natural to be by her side, even after years of solitude. But he was able to sleep well back then, but now he felt uncomfortable for some reason.

"Shit...." he sighed before sitting up and scratched through his hair. He needed to get it cut, he was getting tired of growing it back. Despite being a heavy person, he silently got to his feet and crossed the room to the window. He could feel his bones stirring, now that the full moon was only a week away. The cat demon usually shifted into his true form and stayed in the house; he still had his intelligent mind intact despite of his beastly appearance.

The children were still safe around him during the lunar phase then, as they often snuggled against his warm soft fur all night long. Grimmjow in turn would constantly purr and curl around them, licking and nuzzling at Ichigo whenever she would nestle against his chest. Oftentime, the little girl brushed his fur and he allowed it go so far as to let her put hair clips and barrets on him. He leaned against the cool glass of the window, as he glanced over at Ichigo.

How.... could he do it, when he practically raised Ichigo....? If he had stayed around instead of being away for seven years, maybe he would feel okay with the idea. But the girl went from a little girl to a young adult in the blink of the eye to him, and now he felt awkward about such a thing.

He looked away, he wasn't sure how to tell Ichigo about the contract was more than just partnership. It was really no different than the one that monkey demon Renji had with Rukia, but it didn't involve marriage. Yet it was still similar anyway. Thinking about it, the petite girl mentioned that she was going to be gone for the school week, meaning that her marriage might commence this weekend. He wondered how Ichigo would react of seeing her back, and probably would want answers about it.

"Mhh... huhh...." Ichigo mumbled, as she subconsciously shifted her body to lay on her back. Grimmjow noticed that and saw that her t-shirt had bunched up to reveal her bare stomach.

In the dark, he could see, but barely, the undersides of her chest. He couldn't help but frown, despite being an animalistic demon he hadn't had any sexual urges for a very long time. Maybe his human-like behaviors had suppressed it down, but the thought of mating with the one who saw him as an older brother felt much too strange for him. Maybe that was it, thinking about it was making him very uncomfortable. Quietly, he walked up to the bed, and moved to cover her with the sheets.

But as he did so, Ichigo unknowingly leaned one leg back in her sleep. Grimmjow suddenly caught her scent and froze with uncertainty. Even though the teen had on pajama pants, he could smell that.... she was close to her 'heat'. He felt a lump in his throat as his inner instincts began surging up all of the sudden. Not only that, he felt his loins stirring with his need to mate.

This wasn't right to act like this now, that his supposed instincts were telling him to make her his and bear his cubs because of her scent. Forcing himself out of those thoughts, he quickly covered her up before moving away. It didn't feel right to him, even though that part of the contract has to come eventually. "Fuck...." he exhaled, before deciding to leave the bedroom.

It didn't feel right to be around her, when his suppressed urges were starting to leak out because of Ichigo's transformed body. Grimmjow went to the bathroom and locked the door behind him as he put on the light. He growled, he could feel it when he pulled down his shorts and boxers. His manhood was only partially erect, but it was beginning to drip out pre-come. He took a deep breath and tried to relax, now that the air was full of cleaning agents.

It seemed to work, as his member went limp in his hand. "Good.... good...." he sighed. That wouldn't be good, since sexual urges and demon instincts amplified one another he would have morphed into his other self to mate. But he still didn't like it. He couldn't have Ichigo like that, not when she was in the dark about it. That he must have her in order to protect her.

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The binding of heavy silk around her tiny waist felt very constricting, but Rukia made no sign of discomfort as the servants fixed her kimono. It felt all too surreal for her. Plenty of girls had dreamt about having a wedding, but to her it felt like it was going much too fast for her. As she stood in her bedroom, she realized how hard it was to breath though it was more of an expression. But she looked ahead, not wanting to see herself in the silver-white colored kimono or even her made up face with rouge on her cheeks and her lips painted red.

However, she was wondering about Renji. That demon was right about not wanting to see her until tonight, as he wasn't around yesterday or earlier today. Inside her large sleeves, her fingers were fidgeting out of anxiety. How could she act around Renji during the ceremony, let alone her brother soon afterwards....? She flinched a little when her hair was pulled back with flower-shaped pins, before a lightweight veil was placed over her head. As if anyone in her clan would be happy of seeing her off as a bride.

Closing her eyes, she could sense Renji nearby. He was already here, waiting somewhere in the manor, probably in the traditional dining area. She wondered how he will look like in a formal kimono, after seeing him in nothing but jeans and casual shirts for the past week. But.... it felt strange, that initially she was against it but now she felt like going along with it for the sake of the clan. If there had been another girl before her, she wondered if she would have been spared of the burden.

Suddenly, she heard a soft knock on the door before it opened. She glanced up and stiffened to see that it was her brother stepping in. It looked strange to see him formally dressed in a navy-colored kimono with dark slate hakama, but Byakuya was as stoic as ever with his unreadable expression. "Um.... Brother....?" she mumbled quietly.

".... Leave us," he calmly ordered. The servants bowed then left the room, before the nobleman looked at Rukia. But Rukia shuddered in subtle embarrassment of being seen like this, she knew that her brother didn't want her to be married so soon, as she looked away.

"You don't need to be here, Brother, I'm almost ready...." she sighed.

"I know, that's why I want to see you before the ceremony starts, Rukia," he replied, walking up to her. He looked at her, his dark grey eyes flickered with a hint of guilt as he reached for her hands. "Rukia...." he frowned sadly.

"Huh?"

".... I am very sorry that you have to go through with this," he muttered, and the petite girl blinked at that.

"Brother--"

"Let me explain...." he said. "I.... I didn't want this to happen to you. As much as I hate to admit it, I blamed my pride for shielding you from the truth for so long. That you are to be betrothed to that demon...."

"But.... it wasn't your fault, Byakuya," Rukia shook her head. "I understand that you wanted to protect me, but nothing can be done about it."

"That's what I'm afraid of," frowned Byakuya. "I've met him long ago.... when I first saw him visiting the residence to see the former head."

"You mean Grandfather, right?" she asked and he nodded.

"Abarai already knew.... that you were born but waited two years to meet him," he replied. "I was young then, and confused about why a demon would meet with the head of a powerful clan. Curiosity got the better of me, when I secretly decided to eavesdrop on their conversation.... That's when I knew, I saw Abarai looking at a photo of you as a toddler and smirking as if it was an everyday thing. I was confused and hurt of why Grandfather would allow such a thing, that you have to be a wife of the beast who could've easily left our ancestor alone to die."

"But.... if that was the case, then why did Renji save him anyway?" she questioned.

"Because he thought it would be amusing to have the most notable hunter to agree to his terms," Byakuya muttered bitterly. "Those were his exact words when I foolishly interrupted their conversation. Maybe he had only said it just because I was a child then and he teased about me becoming the next head. He said that because of that responsibility, I couldn't do anything about the contract. And if I dare to break it, he would kill me...."

".... I know, that's what he told me," frowned Rukia. "But.... he mentioned that he wouldn't want that to happen. He doesn't want to hurt me in any way--"

"Do you honestly believe that from him, Rukia?" he asked but not out of spite.

"I don't know but.... if this is the case, then I'd rather do this just so you can be safe," she answered as she glanced up at him. "I guess that's my own pride, but I don't want anything happen to you because of the contract." Byakuya's mouth tightened, as if trying to swallow down a coming bile in his throat, but eventually he nodded.

"If this didn't happen, you would have make a decent hunter...." he muttered. Rukia smiled a little and nodded back, before her brother let go of her hands. "The ceremony will start any moment.... let us go," he sighed as he turned to the door.

"Okay...." She nodded. Due to the heavy constriction of her kimono, she took small steps to follow her brother out of the bedroom. Walking through the long hallways, her mind was getting rattled with anxiety, feeling Renji's presence getting stronger and stronger. And she was right, he was in the dining hall as they were reaching there, but Byakuya stepped forward and moved to stand the traditional wooden sliding doors.

".... We are here," he announced calmly. "The ceremony can begin now...." Almost instantly, the doors slid open before he and Rukia stepped in. The petite girl realized that her distant relatives, mostly of middle-aged and elderly adults, were positioned at both sides of the halls. They were seated on cushions as they were kneeling, dressed in formal kimonos like her brother. She looked ahead and blinked in slight surprise to see Renji on the far end of the room, and felt even more nervous to see his unusually stern expression.

The nue demon, sitting behind a low table decorated with sake bottles and ikebana-style flower arrangement, stared back with narrowed eyes as he watched his bride being escorted to him. Rukia could feel her stomach tossing at the sight of him. His crimson hair was plaited behind him, and his marked eyebrows were concealed behind a black headband. His formal outfit was consisted of a burgundy kimono, with dark grey hakama and a jet-black haori decorated with coiling red serpents at the hem.

A few yards away, they stopped, before Byakuya grasped at his younger sister's hand. Rukia nearly flinched at the contact but quickly calmed herself as he led her to kneel before the demon. She saw him then bowing his head low, close to the floor as if he was humble to do this, and followed his lead. It was hard to do so with the tightly bound obi around her waist, but she managed to do it before her brother raised his head.

".... Renji Abarai, I am the 28th head of the Kuchiki clan, Byakuya Kuchiki," he said quietly, his voice barely echoed in the large room. "I am agreeing to the terms of your contract, and in doing so, I am presenting you my younger sister, the daughter to the clan.... Rukia Kuchiki...."

Her name being called out, Rukia immediately looked up. Renji showed a significant acknowledgement of her and grunted softly as he nodded at them. ".... It's a pleasure to be given such a gift from the clan," he rumbled. "As such, I will treasure her as my wife, and I hope that she will be respectful to my expectations of her and soon bear our future offsprings.... This will create a better union between me and your clan, as well as stronger bloodlines."

At that said, Rukia felt a firm squeeze on her tiny hand. She assumed that Byakuya was still apprehensive of giving her away, but nothing can be done as the nobleman sat back to his heels. "Sit back, Rukia...." he reminded her.

"...." Rukia nodded and sat back, again catching Renji's eyes. The nue demon nodded at her before raising his hand.

"Come here.... and sit beside me," he said as he gestured at her. The petite girl inhaled but did as she was told, slowly getting to her feet before walking around the table. She could feel the strong body heat coming from him as she sat next to the much bigger man. By now, her brother already moving to kneel onto the vacant cushion nearby her, his solemn eyes inclined to the floor. She knew that the next event was coming soon, before Renji grunted.

"Hey.... this is the part where you must serve me sake," he muttered to her.

"Huh....? Oh, I'm sorry...." Rukia quickly nodded. She grasped the small ceramic bottle as Renji picked up the saucer-like cup. She poured the clear alcoholic liquid into it though a drop or two spilled out, but the demon didn't seem to notice as he drank it down within a second. Looking down at her, he smiled a little.

"Your turn...." he sighed, taking bottle from her. Rukia frowned a little but nodded a little as she picked up her own cup. She was unsure about drinking it, now that her 'husband' was pouring it. With some amount of hesitation, she drank it, feeling the light burning sensation going down her throat despite of the mildly sweet taste of sake. She coughed a little, she didn't expect the alcohol to taste like that, but Renji seemed unfazed as his finger reached out to collect a drop that escaped from her lips.

"Don't worry.... just a couple more and you'll feel relax in a few moments...." he whispered. Rukia could only nod, though he stomach felt tightened other than the sake. She could feel the eyes behind her, but she must go along with this. Even though deep down, she was feeling frightened of it.

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Now that her wedding dress was finally out of the way, Rukia was soon fitted with a simple white yukata as she waited in a different room. It was a lot smaller and more private, with only a few lanterns to light up the area. Sitting on her knees behind a decorative folding screen to separate her from a few of her relatives, she fiddled with the silky sheets of the futon. Those few drinks of sake didn't settle with the anxiety she was having right now.

She bit her bottom lip, as her face was now free of make-up, as she looked up. The shadows behind the screen were very blurrry, but she knew that her brother was there, just to see her virginity getting taken. Would he fully witness it, or just to see the evidence of the consummation....?

Sensing Renji's aura getting closer, Rukia shivered as she hugged herself tighter. It wasn't long until she heard the sliding door opening then closing. A bigger shadow blocked the light, and a brief muttering of words were heard until the shadow moved. ".... Shh..." Renji hushed the moment he appeared around the screen. Rukia looked up to see the demon, clad in a black yukata with his hair cascaded around his face and over his shoulders, as he glanced back at her. She could see his garnet eyes glowing under the dim light as he stepped closer.

"Ah...." Rukia wasn't sure what to say. How could she, can she beg him to go easy on her? He was going to do that anyway, in order to bear him his half-breed children later on. Renji knelt in front of her, suppressing down his growls, before he leaned close to her.

".... I'm not going to lie. When I do this.... it will hurt," he rumbled softly, staring straight to her nervous eyes. "The pain might subside, but considering your size, it might be difficult for you to bear it...."

".... Okay," she nodded though she was still fearful of what was coming. Renji knew that but he got up anyway as he undid his sash. Rukia had seen his naked state before but this was very different, once the cotton clothing had dropped to the floor. As a natural reflex, her eyes wandered to the limp member hanging heavily between his legs, before Renji took a step back.

"Hahh...." he breathed, just as his body began to morph. With widened eyes, Rukia watched as she saw his legs twisted into strong feline-like hind ones with his markings creeping down to his thighs. He was sprouting deep burgundy red fur over his lower body as well as on the back of his hands and at the center of his chest. Renji then gritted his now sharpened teeth, with trickles of drool dripping down his chin, as his serpentine tail suddenly slithered behind him. Throughout the transformation, Rukia was utterly lost for words.

She had expected him to transform into a more ferocious beast, but he still looked somewhat the same. Still, as Renji crouched down to her level, she shuddered out of anxiety. ".... Typical human reaction, you have every right to feel afraid of me right now," he growled softly with his guttural voice.

"You said.... not to be afraid of you during the intercourse," she mumbled weakly.

"I know that.... I meant seeing me in my different form," he rumbled, as he lightly grasped at her chin. "Hold still...."

"Huh....?" Out of nowhere, Renji leaned close to her face and immediately captured her lips for a kiss. Rukia stiffened in shock, honestly didn't expect that to happen. The nue demon used that opportunity to push his tongue through her parted lips. "Mmh! Mmhh-mhh...!" she muffled through the kiss but Renji held her still. She could feel his saliva was filling up her mouth, so she reflexively swallowed it despite of it. It had a dark and bitter taste to it, like medicine being forced down her throat, before she felt a soft nibble against her lips.

"Hmm.... don't worry, you should be able to relax now that I gave you some of my venom," Renji purred deeply as he kissed her again. Rukia, realizing what he had said, flinched in surprise as she stared at him.

"V-venom....?" she gasped.

"It's gonna hurt you, think of it as an aphrodisiac coursing through your body...." he purred. "Don't worry about it, Rukia...." The petite teen could feel her heart pounding against her ribs, his use of venom proved to be true as her body was beginning to feel warm and fuzzy. Renji nuzzled against her slim throat, inhaling the flowery scent of her perfume as he placed his large clawed hand against her lower back and began to tug away the shoulder of her yukata with the other.

"A-ahh.... hahhh...." Rukia tried to take in deep breath but it was too hard to take in what was happening, that her demonic husband was planting kisses against her flawless ivory skin. She gasped sharply when she felt the slimey tongue lapping over her exposed breast. Her body shook when Renji decided to suck in the small fleshy mound, but for some reason she was getting aroused by his actions and it was confusing her. It shouldn't be, she was expected willingly to do this intercourse but her teenage mind was still muddled with her role.

Licking over the slightly bruised nipple, Renji held her as he slowly positioned her tiny body onto her back. Shuddering, Rukia knew that she must get nude as she shakily moved her hands to tug off her sash. Renji growled softly at her willingness and moved away to see that she was shrugging away her yukata. Her bare chest noticeablely rose and fell by her nervousness, before his new wife eventually spread her legs apart. The venom was working down to her nether reigons, as she felt a tingling sensation.

"Shit...." Renji breathed in her natural scent, noticing that her secretion was oozing out already as he looked at Rukia's flushed face. She was still afraid, he could tell that, but deep down she appeared to want this regardless of the venom. ".... I'm ready, Rukia," he growled, palming at the dense fur between his inner thighs. He rubbed over it, until Rukia noticed a dark pink tip sticking out of the pocket.

"Huh....?" Her violet-blue eyes widened as she realized that was his manhood getting an erection as it was getting bigger and longer. But she quickly noticed that it appeared much different than the one in his human form, let alone a human male's at all. It looked as that of an animal of some sort, with the veins throbbing around the shaft and the narrowed tip oozing out semi-clear pre-come. She leaned against her elbows as she stared in befuddlement, before smelling a strange earthy scent emitting from his pelvic area.

She couldn't put her mind on it, but it smelled so odd that it practically reeked. And yet.... his scent was making her body tingling more, as if she really wanted it. Renji seemed to notice that as well, smelling her scent in turn. "Good thing you smell it.... my pheromones should help you relax even more," he rumbled, his hand grasped firmly at her inner thigh. "Lay back down, Rukia...." Rukia nodded a little and laid down, her fingers gripped at the sheets as Renji positioned himself between her small legs. "....Are you ready?" he growled softly.

Rukia watched him pressing the leaking tip of his manhood against her entrance and shivered. Her eyes were stinging with fresh tears at the anticipation, and her heart was beating so hard that it was hurting against her chest. But she looked at him, noticing that he was humanly concerned for her, before finally nodded. ".... Yes, I can do this...." she whispered.

"Okay then...." With a deep exhale, Renji began to push into her. Rukia stiffened and let a shaky gasp as she felt herself getting slowly breached. Without knowing, tears trickled out of her eyes as she clenched the sheets tighter. It felt too big, too hot. It couldn't fit her....! But Renji was gingerly pushing into the tight inner muscles. He let go of her thigh and clamped his clawed hands above the girl's head. "Ahh...." he gritted softly, his narrowed eyes focused on his wife's fearful expression. He wasn't even halfway in and already he was hurting her.

"Ahh....!" she winced in pain, feeling the hot throbbing organ pushing in. It wasn't until she felt a slight nudge against something inside her, and Renji seemed to feel that as well as he paused his movements.

".... Your virginity, this is it...." he growled softly. "It will hurt but I won't stop myself...." Shuddering, Rukia barely nodded. There was no way she can go back now.

"All right...." he grunted. With a short thrust, he felt himself tearing through the thin membrane barrier, and Rukia felt it as well. She instanty pushed at his burning chest and let out a trembling whimper. It hurt, she could feel a very sharp pain by the rough tear of her hymen but Renji didn't stop as expected. Instead, he inhaled at the sweet smell of her blood leaking out of her but continued to push in.

"Please...." she whimpered weakly.

"It's okay...." Renji rumbled out a purr. With another grunt, he finally pushed through the tightness, with the tip pressing against her cervix. He looked down at Rukia, who was trying her best not to cry as she bit her bottom lip, and let out a deeper purr as he leaned close to her face. "I'm sorry..... I didn't mean to hurt you," he mumbled, kissing away the tears trickling down her cheeks. "Everything's gonna be okay...."

Even as a strong demon, Rukia was a little surprised that he was trying his best to be gentle on her. But she was still in pain, as she winced the moment Renji began pulling out of her. More of the girl's innocence leaked out, the crimson blood staining the silky sheets underneath her. She wasn't sure what hurt more, her torn virginity or Renji's abnormally large girth inside of her, but she shivered as her teary eyes looked up at him. Renji was concerned for her, but she could that his glowing eyes were full of instincts to take her already instead of going slow.

"Grrhh...." he growled, his claws close to tearing the mattress from his own self-restraints as he thrust back in, the inner muscles reflexively tightened around him. The demonic side of him was estatic at the reaction of his new partner, but he was still worried about harming her too much if Rukia doesn't relax her body soon. Rukia shuddered and whimpered out a weak moan.

"H-hurts...." she whimpered. But through the pain, her body was beginning to tingle with pleasure. The venom was working faster to take in Renji, who leaned to kiss her again. "Mmh....!" The nue was transfering his bitter-tasting saliva down her throat, and Rukia willingly swallowed it, hoping to have the pain subside.

"That should do it...." he purred, as he slowly began to buck back and forth. His petite wife kept shuddering at the constant intrusion, the mixture of blood and secretion as well as the venom in her body was easing down the pain. But the venom she was given, along with the reeking pheromone coming from her new husband, was making her lightheaded by the minute.

"Ahh....!" she gasped out the moment she felt the tip jabbed at her cervix. Out of reaction, she squeezed around Renji's throbbing member and in turn Renji rumbled.

"Good..." Relaxing his stance, the demon leaned on an elbow as he then used his free hand to grasp at her hips. His reptilian tail slithered around as he continued. He watched her facial expressions shifting to close of pleasure though tears was still trickling, as she panted lightly. Her tiny fingers clawed against his hairy chest, her legs shook over his tiger-striped thighs before Renji jabbed inside her again.

"Ah! Re.... Renji....!" she moaned out, feeling a deep rumble as the demon smirked a little.

"Is it better....?" he purred.

"Mm....!" She wasn't sure what to feel about this. The initial pain had already dulled out, and her skin was getting feverishly hot as she began to sweat. By now, Renji was thrusting faster, grunting softly now that her small body has finally taken shape for his manhood. He could smell that his pheromone was getting stronger since his pre-come was now mixing with her oozing secretion. It won't be long until she will absorb his energy.

The thought of it was making him more excited, as he made a hard buck. Rukia shuddered and let out a louder moan. Her sounds were getting to Renji, who purred and thought of her absorbing enough to conceive his offspring. Feeling that his lower stomach was tightening, he knew that he was getting close. With a deep growl, he moved his hips faster. "Uhnn....!" winced Rukia, mostly from the firm grip by Renji's large hand.

The nue demon was getting faster and faster, making her stomach ache from the repeated thrusts inside of her. She had a feeling of what was coming, she was smart enough to figure out the reproductive effects of intercourse. Renji was going to release his sperm soon, her inner muscles clenched at the thought of it. Letting go of her hips, he grasped at the sheets as he gritted his sharp teeth.

"I'm getting close...." he growled softly. "It might hurt a little, but this is the only way you can absorb my energy.... your body must be ready in order for you to have my children." He didn't slow down when he warned her, but Rukia managed to nod, glancing down briefly to see his animal-like member going in and out of her with bodily fluids slicked over it. She remembered the teasing of her passing a baby out of there and shuddered. If Renji managed to fit inside her, then it could happen once he gets his way and impregnate her before she herself could be ready for it.

"Guh....!" Renji pushed his hips down with one more thrust and growled. Rukia felt him throbbing before his penis suddenly swelled inside her.

"Wha--" The petite girl flinched in utter shock the moment she felt a hot gush of thick liquid pouring inside her. "A-a-ahh....! Ah....!" she gasped out, realizing what was happening as her widened eyes stared at Renji.

The demon let out a satisfying growl, his erection twitched with each splurt of his ejaculation as he clawed at the sheets with resounding tears. "Ughhh....!" he growled before he felt his thick semen oozing out of her.

"Hahh.... O-ouch..." Rukia winced. His climax was filling her up but it was too much. Renji wasn't even finished yet, she could still feel him releasing his seeds and his hard member was still throbbing. So.... this is what she had to do with him, to be filled up by him whenever he wanted sex until she gets pregnant.

"Ughh.... fuck, fuck...." growled Renji, exhaling as he splurted out the last of it. That was when he was getting lax, before slowly pulling out of Rukia. She shuddered as he did so, and more of his semen viscously oozed out of her stretched entrance as the result. She wasn't sure what to expect of this, as she wearily looked down to see the yellow-white substance stained over her womanhood. What was more strange that the stench of the pheromone was coming from the semen, making her more unusually aroused despite feeling utterly exhausted.

Was that Renji's ability as a nue demon, to entice her body to give in to him, trying to make her willingly agree to have his baby sooner than waiting until she finishes high school....? Panting heavily, she looked up in time to see Renji wrapping his strong arms around her. "Huh....?" she mumbled, before being lifted just slightly. Her husband nuzzled into her hair and purred deeply.

"You did well, Rukia...." he purred, proceeding to lick away the dried tears of her face. Rukia, feeling the stickiness between her legs, just sat there in his arms as she tried to collect what had just happened. She lost her virginity to this man she had barely knew for a week, and now she has to be his wife for the rest of her life, giving birth to who knows how many half-breed children and for how long for that matter.... Her body and mind felt so tired, like she wanted to sleep, but she was brought back to awareness for a moment, when she heard movements behind the screen.

Renji stopped his licking and looked up over her head, emitting a soft growl of warning. Rukia wanted to look as well, but her face was pressed against his chest by his hand. But she knew who it was, and frowned sadly. She had completely forgotten about her brother having to watch her going through this.

".... You've got your proof, now she's mine...." Renji growled softly, his serpent tail coiled in front of the girl's small body. "You may be her brother, but she's the one that needs me for protection from now on. You cannot stop this from happening, Byakuya...."

".... I am her brother, and I will protect her regardless of the contract," Byakuya calmly muttered. "I will not hesitate to kill you if you dare to harm her in any way, Abarai, even at the cost of my life."

"I expected you to say that.... but whether she gets full with my future child or old enough to leave this household, I am the alpha and I will protect her if you fail to do so," growled Renji. "But you promise to protect in my absence, then I trust you on that, Byakuya. Like I promise not to hurt Rukia for her sake...."

".... Fine then.... if you say so...." muttered Byakuya, turning to leave.

".... I'm sorry about this, Brother...." Rukia spoke out quietly, she couldn't see him but she knew that he stopped to look at her. She had every right to feel embarrassed and ashamed to be seen like this, being sexually marked by the demon he had hated for so long.

".... I'm very sorry about this as well, Rukia...." he replied, a hint of regret in his voice before he walked away. Rukia shivered, despite the very warm body heat from Renji, as she felt fresh tears in her tightly shut eyes. She couldn't believe that this was really happening to her.

Renji seemed to sense her saddened state and purred again, nuzzling into her silky hair. ".... It's okay, Rukia...." he purred deeply. "Everything's going to be okay, now that I'm here to protect you as your husband."

"...." It appeared that the venom in her body was dying down, as a sense of shame and regret was getting to her. Maybe that was why it was getting too much for her, as she was slipping into her subconscious state. The girl didn't realize that Renji was getting to his feet, her legs dangling over his marked arms as he carried her and walked out of the room with her head cradled against his chest. It could be Renji's insistent purring that lulled her to sleep, but right now she simply wanted to sleep away the night.

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"Wha.... what....?! How the hell is that even possible?!" Ichigo felt a nerve throbbing in her head as she stared at her idiot mentor who simply laughed it off. "This is not the time to be laughing, you sad excuse of a hunter! How can you.... forget to mail in my application for me to become one?!"

"Well, it's a good thing too, if you think about it," grinned Kisuke. "The headquarters was that close to report me in about your rash confrontations with recent demon attacks. Plus, with Grimmjow becoming your partner, I would also have to send in his own applications, proving that he is a 'civilized' demon."

"What?! You gotta be kidding me!" Grimmjow, hearing the banter from the living room, merely huffed. He couldn't believe that a high-ranking hunter like that man would forget such an important manner. He heard a sharp snip by his ear and he perked up, forgetting that Yuzu was fixing up his hair in the kitchen. He hadn't expected that this young girl would run the household at her age. She seemed to be so used to doing chores, which explained why she volunteered when he asked for a haircut earlier.

"Oh my goodness, Kisuke, I'm surprised that I wasn't even apprehended by the headquarters all this time," Ichigo scoffed in disbelief. "And it would be wrong on your part since you're my mentor, for crying out loud....!"

"All right, all right, I get it, Ichigo," smiled Kisuke. "I'm not sure if I still have any paperworks left in my shop. But if that's the case then we might have to go to Tokyo to fill it out at the office."

"What? Tokyo....?" she frowned.

"Tokyo, he said?" Grimmjow muttered out loud from listening in.

"Ah, Grimmjow, it's rude to eavesdrop!" pouted Yuzu as she sniped a few more strands.

"It's hard not to with those guys yelling about," he replied.

"As a matter of fact, we might have to go to Tokyo anyway," Kisuke wondered. "Grimmjow doesn't have his license anymore so he has to get a new one alongside you two filing in as hunters."

"License? For what, Kisuke?" asked Ichigo.

"You forgotten your lessons during your training as a hunter, Ichigo? 'Civilized' demons, like regular humans, have to have identification cards proving that they're not a threat," he explained. "And since it has been years since Grimmjow renewed his license, he needs to come with us if you guys want to be partners." Ichigo just frowned at him, but then again she had never been to Tokyo before. She could probably use this excuse to travel to the capital city.

"If that's the case, then when should we go? I don't think Dad would let me since I'm still grounded," she sighed.

"Well, he'll understand. Plus it'll be several weeks until you get the approval so your punishment will be gone by then."

"Tch, if you say so," she shrugged, pacing around the room.

"Aw, don't be like that, Ichigo," smiled Kisuke. "It's pretty much my fault. But it's a good thing I've forgotten it or else it would've require more paperworks on Grimmjow's part." Ichigo nodded. Maybe it was a good thing that she was informed of this now that she was with Grimmjow. "But in the meantime, we could find some applicants as well as my own paperworks in my shop somewhere," he suggested as he stood up from the couch. "They might be still around. But don't get your hopes up, Ichigo."

"So what? This is just giving me a reason to take a short trip outta this crap," she sighed.

"Great, let's go," he nodded as he turned to the front door.

"Okay.... Grimmjow, I'll be back in a few hours," she called out.

"Fine, kid. See you later," he said. He heard the door opening then closing a moment later and sighed, now that the house was quiet saved for the snipping of his hair. For once, he could think about his brief episode a couple of nights ago. It was so strange, his instincts were blaming him for suppressing what was considered right for him to have. But he doesn't want to have Ichigo like that, not when he or even her father or her mentor hadn't discussed the contract fully with her.

After a brief moment of silence, he suddenly felt the teeth of a comb going through his hair, and he purred out of reflex. Yuzu giggled at his action as she went back to cutting. "Dad was right, you're like a big kitty sometimes," she complimented.

"Of course that oaf would say such a thing," he scoffed a little.

"It's true.... I remembered some of it, but I think it happened when I was a baby," she said.

"Did you change into a giant cat for real, Grimmjow?"

"Oh right, that did happen," he replied. "I could transform into that at any time, but I would be stuck like that whenever there's a full moon."

"A full moon, like a werewolf?" she asked curiously.

"Something like that.... I would usually lay around in the living room, and you guys would climb all over me like I'm a freaking playground," he smirked a little. "Thinking about it.... Karin always had a habit of touching my teeth and putting her head in my mouth during that form."

"Huh? Why should she do that?"

"Your parents were weird, they let it happen every time," he sighed. "But you guys would always look forward for the night of the full moon, treating it like a sleep-over and slept on my stomach all night long. Especially Ichigo.... she liked to brush my fur until I was so content with the habit."

"Well, it still explains why you're like a big kitty," giggled Yuzu.

"If you think so...." he muttered. "But you'll get to see it again. The full moon's less than a week, and I'll be able to transform."

"Really? Wow! Would it be scary?" Yuzu exclaimed in surprise.

"I hope not, but you weren't scared when you were a baby so it should be fine," he said.

"Okay!"

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Walking along the edge of a small shop's green awning, a sleek black cat watched her surroundings as her split tail swished around. She meowed in a while as she waited for her partner to come home. But she didn't have to wait for long, as her golden yellow eyes zoomed in on Kisuke walking with Ichigo. She trotted to the corner just before she leapt at him.

"Huh?" Ichigo looked up in time to see the black cat nimbly landed onto her mentor's shoulder but Kisuke seemed unfazed as he stepped into his shop. "Oh, right.... that's Yoruichi," she reminded herself, following after him.

"That's right, it's been a while since you last talked to her," smiled Kisuke.

"More like telling her off after being teased about getting a boyfriend," she frowned. But the bakeneko purred before bouncing off her partner's shoulder and trotted off for the back rooms.

"Can you bring some tea for us, Sweetums? We're just gonna find some paperworks for Ichigo here," he grinned. Ichigo rolled her eyes at him but moved to the back of the shop.

"Where do you keep your important stuff, Kisuke?" she frowned, as she browsed at the shelved inventories. "I can't see why you would keep it in a place where you barely check on your own goods."

"No, I know where I put my most important things, Ichigo.... It's just that it's been a while since I last looked through it," said Kisuke. Ichigo frowned at that but followed to the back rooms of her mentor's shop/home. Once they reached into the living area, Kisuke resorted to move the low circular table, before removing the tatami mat that was covering the wooden floor. "..... Here it is," he smiled, revealing a small latched door.

"Huh? You keep it here?" she muttered as knelt down for a closer look.

"Actually, it's one of several throughout the place, but this is the first one I thought of," he replied with a smile.

"You're such an idiot sometimes, you know that?"

"Ichigo, this is how some hunters manange their most important thing. I'm sure your father hid away something inside the house," he said.

"I wouldn't know...." mumbled Ichigo, as her mentor opened the small latch. Whatever was in there, it smelled of old papers when Kisuke took out old folders stuffed with yellowed documents. "Goodness, when's the last time you've looked over them, Kisuke?"

"Let's see.... I think just about, uh, more or less ten years on these papers," he said in realization. "I remembered, because I had just started a partnership with Yoruichi."

"But.... you've been with her longer than the official partnership," she frowned at him.

"Oh, we've been old friends since forever, before you came around, Ichigo," smiled Kisuke. "But one would think that she and Grimmjow would get along since he's part bakeneko."

".... He wasn't keen on having a friendship with me, something about me groping his butt every time we meet!" came a humorous but throaty voice of a woman from another room. Ichigo groaned, she had almost forgotten why she couldn't tolerate the feline demoness and her frisky behaviors.

"Doesn't matter, this couldn't be it.... Let's look elsewhere, Ichigo," said the seasoned hunter. "There's another file behind those shelves, and a few more tucked inside some of the boxes in the storage closet. I'll go find the ones in my bedroom...."

"Fine...." sighed Ichigo as her mentor got up and left the room. Curiosity soon got the better of her, as she reached out to look at the old file. She opened it and blinked in mild surprise at the decade-old documents of Kisuke. Attached to it was a profile picture of the blonde man, who hadn't seemed to have aged over the ten years. If anything, he was still sporting the bed-head look and the goofy demeanor back then and looked the same now. But she briefly wondered why, since both him and her father were around the same age yet Isshin appeared older. Maybe it had to do with stress of having kids around.

"Hmm...." Putting down the file, Ichigo got up and moved to the small bookshelf at one corner of the room. The piece of furniture was easy to push aside, as she reached behind and felt a stuffed manila folder duct-taped to the back. "Ugh, must he tape it....?" she sighed as she tugged the tape off and grabbed for the folder. It appeared a tad more recent than the first one, but it smelled a little dusty from being untouched for so long.

As she looked at it, a dark-skinned woman appeared to be in her early twenties stepped in holding a tray of snacks and cans of tea. Her long dark purple ponytail swayed as her large golden eyes panned to the teen nearby. "Ichigo! How's it going....?" she grinned at her and Ichigo looked at her out of reflex.

".... Hey...." she mumbled, turning her attention back to the folder. But a second later, she was instantly squeezed into a tight hug from behind and she yelped out as she stumbled back. "What the hell?!" she exclaimed.

"Is that all you have to say to me, Ichigo?" Yoruichi mewled out, holding the tray nimbly with one hand as she held the teen close. "The last time you saw me, you were trying to become a hunter....!"

"The last time I saw you, you insisted that I should try getting a rich boyfriend rather than becoming a hunter," she frowned.

"And why not? You don't need to try so hard anyway, Ichigo," she smiled. "You should take it easy and let life take its course."

"Tch, sounds like typical cat behaviors if you think like that," scoffed Ichigo as she shrugged off her hold. "I don't think I've ever seen you in action when it comes to fighting against demons."

"Huh....? That's because you don't like having me around," she fake-pouted as she put the tray down. "Anyway.... what're you guys doing? Kisuke's looking for something?"

"Some paperworks so me and Grimmjow could get our licenses together," sighed the teen. "Apparently, Kisuke had forgotten to do so and we would've been in big trouble if the headquarters had caught wind of it."

"Is that right....?" Yoruichi pondered, her eyes looking at her in mild interest. "Wouldn't be the first time. When we first started our partnership, Kisuke was cited over a dozen times because he forgot to file it in despite of me being a civilized demon."

"And he's a powerful hunter how?" she scoffed, opening the folder. "Have any idea what's in here, Yoruichi?"

"No idea, I lost track of how Kisuke keeps his paperworks," the bakeneko shrugged as she sat down to eat the snacks. Ichigo frowned a little and looked through the papers. It appeared recent as she expected, seeing it was nothing but renewal paperworks for Yoruichi's parts as a 'civilian' in the human world.

"Here, I think these are for you...." she sighed.

"Really? Now I remember this....!" smiled the playful cat demon as she took it. "Oh right! I got my license renewed about two years back, so I can keep staying as a partner for Kisuke!" As she was pre-occupied to her personal stuff, Ichigo decided to go back to the shop. Her mentor mentioned more paperworks in the closet, as she saw the closed door partially hidden by a shelf in the back.

"Damn it, Kisuke...." she sighed in annoyance. Luckily, the knob was unlocked as she reached behind the shelf and opened the door. She doesn't get why everything here is so cluttered when the secret training ground underneath the shop is so clean and pristine. And the closet wasn't any better as she slipped through. It smelled of dust stale cardboards from the piled boxes all around the dark narrow space. "Damn it, how do you expect me to find it in this mess....?" she grumbled, seeing the string in front of her face and yanked at it, putting on the dim light.

It was fortunate that some of the boxes were marked with labels but it seemed that she must find the ones that wasn't so obvious. Maybe it was all the way in the back, she believed, as she wiggled through the narrow space. The first box she was able to reach scooted forward from her fingers, the flaps were slightly opened before she was able to grab it. But it was full of random junk as expected, mostly of broken home appliances her mentor didn't bother throwing it away.

"Come on, Kisuke, you lazy bastard...." she scoffed. Another after another, she looked through the terrible junk in the back. Everything from old gaming consoles to rotten extension cords she had found but Ichigo was getting irritated. She just couldn't believe Kisuke would hide such an important thing in a filthy closet. Coughing from the hovering dust, she couldn't take it. Maybe she should get Kisuke to find something in here, as she turned for the slightly opened door.

"Kisuke....! Kisuke, I can't find anything in here among these stupid junk--" she called out. But as she took a step forward, her foot caught by one of the boxes sticking out and she stumbled forward. "Agh....!" she hissed out, landing on her knees. As the result of the fall, a box on one of the piles in front of her tumbled to the floor. She flinched and looked up to see the spilled content. She blinked, realizing it was old folders with what looked like documents sticking out of them. "Oh, these must be it....!" she sighed, reaching out for the closest folder. "Let me fix these first...."

She shuffled the papers back into the folder labeled 'Civilized Demons List', then reaching forward for the next one. Guess she didn't need to get Kisuke after all. As she got on one foot to stand up, something shiny caught her eyes under the dull lighting. She looked down again to see that there was a document sticking underneath the others, but it was specific because it was laminated, as if this was much more important than the rest.

".... What is this....?" she mumbled, reaching for it. But as she picked it up, she realized the first page was looped to another two. Sitting back on her heel, the teen narrowed her eyes to look at the first actual page. It wasn't no ordinary document, it was hand-written instead of typed. But.... as she looked it over again, her heart suddenly jolted in surprise.

"Masaki Kurosaki...."

Masaki.... her mother? ".... What is this?" she muttered suspiciously. A document involving her mother, for what reason....? Shaking her head, Ichigo looked at the first lines of the paragraph, reading it carefully.

"I am Masaki Kurosaki.... direct heiress to the Kurosaki family of priestesses, who were once servants to the ancient lunar god Tsukiyomi.... I am fulfilling my role as the first-born daughter of my clan and in doing so, gave birth to my first daughter.... Ichigo...."

What....? Her mother's clan.... it involves having only daughters? No, Ichigo realized as she thought about it. It seemed to specify of having first-born daughters. But.... that didn't make any sense. Her parents purposely had the twins because they wanted more children. Then again, she had better perspectives to become a hunter while her sisters had very little powers. But still, she was confused. Why her mother had mentioned giving birth to her in this document....?

".... As expected, Ichigo will inherit the powers that will bestow upon her once she becomes of age...." Ichigo continued reading with a confused frown. "The power, stemming from the ancient days of worshipping nature.... Of worshipping the effects of the moon, she will learn to harness the burden as the ancestors of the Kurosaki clan had suffered for centuries.... including vulnerabilites in which humans and demons alike could take advantage of.... I hold the burden as well, with the power of clairvoyancy and therefore fear for not only my life but the lives of my family. Especially Ichigo...."

Ichigo frowned grimly. This power her mother had was for real.... but what does it mean for her? "Mom.... what is this exactly....?" she sighed in confusion, flipping to the second page. This time, along with her mother's handwriting, she noticed a second one in the bottom half. It was crude with rough strokes of the words, as if the person was still learning how to write and couldn't grasp the comprehension.

".... My daughter Ichigo, still an infant at two months, will be bound to the contract in which I am drafting..... and will be subjected to the contract as she will be old enough to acknowledge the importance of it.... As much I am concerned for my first daughter.... this is the best way to protect her.... My partner, Grimmjow, a mix-breed demon of a bakeneko and a werecat, will become her partner as well as her protector once I'm gone from this world.... However, in order to be her proper protecter.... Grimmjow must stay with her under the fact that..... they must develop a monogamous relationship and soon....

".... Create a family of their own...."

"...." Ichigo just stared at the document for the next few seconds, then seconds extended to a few minutes. Clearly, this must be a joke, this couldn't be right.... This cannot be right at all....! She just sat there, her fingers gripping tightly at the glossy as her widened eyes just stared.

Grimmjow, the very person whom she had known since she was a baby.... would have to be with her as though he was her boyfriend.... and in doing so, would have half-breed children soon afterwards.

".... N-no fucking way...." she gasped softly. With her heart thumping, she glanced down to read the bottom half, realizing that it was Grimmjow's handwriting with his name popped up within the first line.

".... My name is Grimmjow.... I am a mixed-breed cat demon with a Japanese bakeneko and a Western werecat.... I have been partners with Masaki Kurosaki dutifully for ten years, and therefore I am agreeing to her terms as a descendant of her clan.... I will protect her first-born daughter, Ichigo.... until she becomes of age and establish herself as a hunter....And as such, I will become her protector until the next stage of the contract is initiated...."

The next stage.... Ichigo could only shake her head in disbelief, her throat tightened with a strange burning sensation. Why Grimmjow agreed to this contract so easily....? More than that.... why didn't he tell her in the first place, when he mentioned about the contract....? "Wait a minute...." she muttered in surprise. Now that she remembered it.... Grimmjow also mentioned that the contract was sealed with blood.

She flipped to the last page, and her eyes widened. It really was true.... Underneath the laminated seal, she could see the two brown spots of what used to be blood. One of them, she noticed, had her name next to it signed by her mother. Another signature below was Grimmjow's, seeing that the drop of his own blood was significant bigger than hers. Then again, she was an infant when this was written. But still.... she was still shocked about this sudden revelation.

Why didn't anybody tell her about this? Her father, her mentor, anyone who knew of her mother's partnership with Grimmjow. They had to know, and yet she was in the dark of all of this. And when would they tell her, that she had to sleep with Grimmjow in order to protect her, just because she might develop this power her mother had?

".... Ichigo....! Ichigo, you find it yet....?" Ichigo flinched out of her stupor after she suddenly heard Kisuke calling out. Without thinking, she shuffled the document in her hands into a random folder, before stuffing more random papers into the fallen box. She didn't know why she was panicking but she couldn't think for the moment as she then placed it behind the boxes full of junk.

"N-no....! It's too dusty in the closet....!" she answered. She moved to squeeze out of the closet, coughing a little.

"Really? Geez! guess we really have to file for new paperworks, then," sighed Kisuke. Ichigo nodded a little as she stepped into the living area. She noticed that her mentor was simply drinking his tea around the table, not a care in world as usual. She frowned, wondering how he could deal with such a secret for so many years. The hunter looked at her troubled expression and blinked in mild confusion. ".... Is there something the matter, Ichigo?" he asked.

".... No, I just find it annoying at the fact that you can't keep anything organized, Kisuke," she muttered. But she quickly glanced away when she looked at him in the eye for a second, crossing her arms as she sighed. "So.... when do we have to go to the capitol?"

"Let's see.... we could go before the full moon, which is around the next weekend," said Kisuke with a nod. "Maybe Friday, straight after school, if Grimmjow isn't experiencing any pre-lunar effects."

".... All right, guess I'll go home then...." nodded Ichigo before turning to leave.

"Hm? You don't wanna stay for snacks?" he asked.

"No, I'm not hungry....." muttered the teen. Kisuke simply blinked in slight confusion but soon shrugged it off as she finally left. Maybe it's her way of showing annoyance as a teen and a hunter, he assumed, considering that he was in fault of having everything scattered about.

"Huh....? Ichigo's not staying around, Kisuke....?" asked Yoruichi when she came into the living area with a plate full of cookies this time.

"Nope. Doesn't matter, I need to help make this partnership official for both her and Grimmjow," he sighed, but his mannerism shifted into seriousness as he glanced at the feline demoness. "And for that, we might have to tell Ichigo the truth about the contract soon...."

"Oh, right...." sighed Yoruichi. "She's old enough to learn of it, I'm sure."

"But she's still young, and a teenager at that," he shook his head. "We should wait another couple of years, after Ichigo had gotten used to being a hunter with Grimmjow as her partner."

"That's the problem, idiot," she muttered. "Grimmjow didn't have a chance to get used to Ichigo going through puberty since he was in self-exile. Not to mention that he's unusually celibate for someone whose beastly personality often comes out over every little thing. And from what I can tell.... how will he control himself around her a few days out of every single month....?" she added, pointing at her keenly sensitive nose.

"Well, we'll just have to wait and see, Yoruichi," he smiled a little in reassurance.

"Grimmjow's a pretty stubborn guy, so the thought of intercourse probably won't even cross his mind. I'm sure of it."

"Okay, let's hope so...."

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She wasn't sure exactly how she managed to get home, but Ichigo looked up in time to see the front door in view. She frowned deeply, she could tell that Grimmjow was still home by his aura. She really couldn't believe that the cat demon agreed to such a thing, that they must be intimate so he could protect her. Very slowly, she opened the door and stepped inside. ".... I'm home...." sighed the teen.

"Ichigo....?" Grimmjow called out from the kitchen. "You came home alone? You should've told me before you left your mentor's place...."

"Sorry, it must have slipped my mind," muttered Ichigo before walking into the living room.

"Well, remember the next time, kid," he said as he stepped out of the kitchen. "Knowing your personality, you might act rashly around demons as usual." Ichigo glanced up and blinked in total surprise at the man's new look. Yuzu's haircut on him suited him, with his neatly cut strands combed up and over, with some of his bangs hanging over forehead. She could see more of his face now, as she stared at his intense cyan eyes.

"Oh.... that looks good on you, Grimmjow," Ichigo managed to mutter before looking away.

"Yeah, Yuzu's a very talented girl," he nodded, combing through his new haircut. "She said that she was going to find a recipe for me to eat for dinner, but I mentioned that you would make me a burger. You do remember that you promised me it, right....?"

"Ah.... right, right," she nodded a little. "Do you want me to make it for you right now?"

"If I like it, then I might request seconds," smirked Grimmjow. But as he glanced at her, he minutely noticed her uncomfortable stance with the way she was rubbing her arm. She didn't have a hostile presence toward himlike before, but it felt like something similar to that. ".... Something the matter, Ichigo?" he asked quietly and the teen flinched a little.

"No, no.... It's just that Kisuke said that we might have to go to Tokyo on Friday, if you're feeling up to it, Grimmjow," she answered rather quickly.

"Well.... as long it doesn't drag on into the night," he muttered. "Each evening is getting harder to go through before the full moon. I might have to sleep downstairs to feel comfortable in case I feel irritated in my own body." Again, he stared at Ichigo's nervous body language. It was like she was hiding something from him. But it felt like he didn't want to question it right now, if she doesn't want to talk about it. "Okay, kid.... I'll be waiting for my food," he sighed, walking past her. But not before patting at her shoulder, feeling her muscles tensed up from the sudden contact.

"R-right...." nodded Ichigo as she went to the kitchen. "Might take a while to defrost the meat...."

"I don't mind...." Grimmjow replied, plopping himself onto the couch. But his mind was on something else. Ichigo wasn't the type to keep secrets from people, but then again she had changed so much over the years so he wouldn't really know much about her now. But whatever it was, it seemed to be making her uncomfortable around him, and he wondered why.

"Hmm.... Kisuke must've told her an embarrassing story about me or something," he grumbled, reclining into the cushions. "And there's so many at that...."

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