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One Shot, One Kiss

or

The Erotic Adventures of Ichigo and his Hypno Gun

A Bleach smut-o-rama

By

EvilFuzzy9

WARNING: This fanfic depicts activities of an adult nature between characters who would be minors in the real world. The author of this fic does not endorse such things being done by minors in real life, and in fact strongly discourages minors from reading this, and also from participating in any and all such activities until they are at the age of majority/consent as defined in the laws or customs of their state or principality.

(so much rewriting in this chap)

Loly's screams could be heard echoing for miles throughout Las Noches. They were high and shrill and filled with pain. Moreover, these screams were accompanied by the flaring a truly monstrous reiatsu, a spiritual pressure so massive that anything less than an adjuchas menos would be crushed into microscopic particles of reishi if it got within a mile of the source.

Loly screamed incoherently, wailing at the top of her lungs from the unimaginable pain. Ichigo Kurosaki's menacingly enormous cock was being rammed in and out of her poor ass with a level of speed and force usually reserved for actual swords in life or death combat. Even as an arrancar, the girl was being pushed to the very limit of her body's endurance, and Ichigo wasn't even going all out.

She would have been obliterated outright, if he had been.

But the pain was incredible. The pain, and the shame of being forced to submit like this.

"STOP!" she begged him. "STOP! PLEASE... IT HURTS...!"

Yet even as she cried out, she could feel the pain changing, becoming something else. She could feel her loins beginning to heat up as Ichigo reamed her ass, fucking her butt hard enough to pulverize reinforced concrete.

In spite of herself, Loly was starting to enjoy it as Ichigo continued to rape her ass.

She found herself to be enjoying this very much. Her screams were no longer ones of pain. They were of pleasure, of ecstasy as Ichigo pummeled her anus. She was loving it. She was loving it as Ichigo raped her asshole, shredding it to pieces with his terrifying cock.

By this point, some might argue that it wasn't even rape at this point. But Loly didn't care. Whatever you wanted to call this, she adored it.

"L-Loly...?" whimpered Menoly blearily. She sat up, shaking her head, which ached horribly. "Wha...?"

She stared in disbelief at the sight of Ichigo pounding her friend's behind. He was raping Loly. He was fucking Loly's ass and making her scream and wail so loud in her suffering and agony.

Menoly's eyes widened. "Loly...!" she gasped. Almost, she was about to scream. It horrified her, seeing what was happening to her friend.

She almost screamed.

But then she saw it. That glint in Loly's eyes. That slight quirk of her lip. The peculiar flush of her cheeks that she knew all too well as unrelated to anger or humiliation, having elicited this particular shade from her friend many times herself.

Menoly didn't actually look like she was in pain. She looked like she was enjoying this. And, now that Menoly realized this, suddenly the screams and moans were sounding a lot more delighted than dismayed or disgusted.

"She's... actually enjoying this...?" she whispered to herself, staring and blushing. She saw the nectar gushing from her friend's nether regions. She shivered, feeling her own pussy start to itch and moisten. "She's enjoying this..." she repeated, lowering a hand anxiously to her privates. "She's... actually enjoying it..."

She moaned, slipping a finger inside herself.

Ichigo grinned, noticing this out of the corner of his eye.

"Hey, blondie," he called over to her.

Menoly looked up, and she saw a gleam of mischief in the ginger soul reaper's eyes.

"Wh-who," she stammered, cheeks bright red. "Me?"

Ichigo nodded. "Yeah, you," he said. "Why don't you come over here and help your friend out? I think might like if you join in... " he added, "...and I would like it if you swear complete loyalty to me. Believe me, I will make it worth your while." He leered suggestively at the blonde's naked figure. "So? What do you say?"

"...As you wish... master..." Menoly said, with only a little difficulty. While a part of her was still loyal to Aizen, it was only a small part. She had never been as zealous in her devotion to their former master as Loly had, and yet even Loly was clearly submitting herself to this man, no longer appearing to care about anything but the pleasure she was obviously getting.

Who was she to go against the flow?

Crawling over to where Ichigo was pounding Loly's ass, wincing slightly at the shallow cuts littering her skin, Menoly got underneath her friend and comrade.

Reaching up to pull back the two oval shaped flaps of cloth that wrapped up over the front of Loly's modestly sized breasts, Menoly bared the other girl's puffy, swollen nipples. She then took one of Loly's breasts into her mouth, gently nibbling at her nipple while kneading and caressing the other with one of her hands.

Menoly's free hand reached down to her friend's drenched pussy, which eagerly accepted her entire fist, which she rammed aggressively in and out of Loly's cunt, causing the girl's moans to reach a crescendo as she came all over Menoly's knuckles.

Ichigo smirked at this, grunting as he also came, filling Loly's anus with his semen. "Good girl," he said, not bothering to specify which one he was addressing.

He then pulled out of Loly and nudged the girl shaped puddle of sensual ecstasy aside.

"And now it's your turn," Ichigo said, smiling down at Miss Mallia. "Since you were so cooperative, I'll even let you pick how you want to do this."

Menoly's visible eye lit up at this, and she thought about it for a second. Menoly's first thought was that she wanted him in her pussy. But then she remembered the look of euphoria that had been on Loly's face, and she could not help but feel curious...

"... my ass..." she mumbled shyly, face red. "I want it in my ass..."

Ichigo smirked. "So you're that kind of woman, huh? Well, I'll be happy to oblige."

With that said, Menoly rolled over for her new master, getting down on her hands and knees and raising her ass to him. Ichigo smacked it appraisingly, eying how it jiggled in response to the impact.

"Nice," he said, cupping Menoly's buttocks and squeezing. "Very firm, excellent shape. You must really work out."

The tomboyish blonde arrancar blushed.

"N-not all that much..." she whispered bashfully at his praise, "...just enough to get by, really..."

She then gasped as she felt Ichigo clap his hands down onto her hips and abruptly slam his dick into her ass, causing her to scream hysterically as his member stretched out her anus. It hurt incredibly, and she could see why Loly had looked so pained at first. But as Ichigo continued pumping in and out of her, Menoly felt the pain gradually fade into pleasure.

Menoly moaned, pussy moist and burning as Ichigo reamed her ass. His cock was incredible, every inch of her that touched it lighting up with pleasure. She was in heaven as her master fucked her ass, and she could no longer imagine how she could have ever been so loyal to Aizen.

After all, he never made her feel this way.

"I'm coming...!" she cried. "Master! Ichigo-sama... I'm coming...!"

Ichigo smirked. "So am I," he grunted. A second latter he shot his sperm into Menoly's anus with a delighted shiver, and he felt her body wracked with shudders as she came also. "Good girl," he said, patting her warmly on the ass.

Menoly moaned weakly, momentarily lost in euphoria.

Ichigo pulled out of her.

"Well, I think that should do for now," he said, causing the blonde tomboy beneath him to pout, and the pigtailed slut on the sidelines to whine. "It looks like I don't even need to hypnotize you two, now.." he commented, punctuating his remark by slapping Menoly's ass, causing the blonde to moan happily and Loly to scowl jealously.

Neither of the two commented on his hypnosis remark.

"Come on," Ichigo said to the two arrancar girls. "Let's go look for some of your comrades to recruit to our cause."

Loly immediately straight up at attention, saluting Ichigo. She was now naked, except for her skirt, and she appeared to have adapted very quickly to the idea of serving him.

"And what is our cause, master?" she asked him, not breaking out of her salute, though her modest breasts jiggled a little as she spoke.

Ichigo smirked.

"To enslave and fuck as many good-looking girls as we can get our hands on," he said suavely, perfectly confident in tone.

Menoly and Loly squeed at the way he spoke like a true leader, hearts in their respective visible eyes as they not-so-subtly started fangirling over their new master.

Ichigo chuckled at the sight of the two girls gushing over him so obviously. They were clearly the sort of people who needed someone dominating them in order to be happy, and he was perfectly willing to be the one dominating them.

"So," he said, "Do you two know where we could find some cute girls for my harem?"

Menoly and Loly nodded, and immediately they said "Yes, master!"

"There she is," said Loly, pointing down at the purple haired, gothic lolita dressed arrancar who was their target. "The privaron espada Cirucci Sanderwicci... usually she's either here, or with that one bunny masked bitch."

"Don't forget that fraccion kid, Lilynette," Menoly commented. "She used to hang around with Cirucci almost all the time when she wasn't with Starkk..."

"Eh, whatever," Loly said dismissively. "The point is, we're here, and a cute girl is right before us. So, master," she said, turning to Ichigo, "Do you want us to help you with getting her to see the light?"

Ichigo chuckled inwardly at the way, the pigtailed arrancar worded that, but he still considered her question. Truth be told, while using the gun was quicker and less messy, there was something to be said for breaking in slaves the good old fashioned way...

But then, this one was a former espada, so she was probably a very big step above Loly or Menoly. While Ichigo had no doubts that he could defeat her in a fight and then fuck her into submission, who knew how much of a ruckus would be raised over the course of their hypothetical fight...?

"Well, master?" said Menoly, bringing Ichigo's thoughts back to the present.

"Nah," he said. "I think I'll do this one the easy way." Ichigo pulled out the gun, much to the confusion of Loly and Menoly.

"Eh?" said the former. "What is that? Some kind of laser weapon?"

"That's silly," retorted the latter. "Since when do shinigami use lasers?"

"And since when do they recruit human teenagers?" replied Loly. "Master is obviously an exception to many rules."

She glanced down at his erect member, along with Menoly. Both arrancar licked their lips, worshipfully drinking in the sight of his glorious cock.

Ichigo chuckled. "You've got that right," he said. Then he depressed the trigger.

Cirucci looked looked up just in time to see the orb of crimson reiryoku coming straight for her. It impacted squarely in the center of her chest. The orb destabilized, and a red light washed over her body. Her eyes became dull and unfocused.

Ichigo jumped down in front of Cirucci, a smirk on his face.

"Yo," he said, getting the former espada's attention with his erect member and lackadaisical grin.

"Master..." she said, instinctively knowing that that was who he was. "Do you want me to service you?"

"Of course," Ichigo said with a hungry grin, lunging forward and knocking the purple haired privaron espada to the floor. He grabbed one of her breasts roughly through her dress, causing Cirucci to moan. "I want you to service me while I fuck you silly."

Cirucci smiled happily, her pussy growing wet from having Ichigo fondling her tits. Reaching down, she lifted up the front of her frilly skirt, exposing her moist, hot cunt.

"As you wish..." she said, thrusting her hips up towards Ichigo's crotch. "...master."

Smirking, Ichigo fiercely plunged himself into Cirucci's awaiting womanhood, causing her to widen her eyes and scream as his dick stretched out her insides.

"Ohhhhh! My body...!" she moaned as he fucked her. The pleasure was too incredible for her to bear. Despite her master's orders, her limbs were too weak, her mind too overwhelmed with the sensation of Ichigo fucking her that she could do nothing but pant and moan as he thrust violently in and out of her.

Ichigo could not help but laugh inwardly at how helpless Cirucci was beneath him, unable to even think as he fucked her. His dick was pumping in and out of her pussy with a lewd squelching noise as she unconsciously rocked her hips against his.

"What a slut," he remarked. "You are so pathetic."

Loly and Menoly, on the sidelines, were watching the spectacle with smirks on their faces even as they masturbated. Each of them imagining that she was the one being fucked by master. Menoly was playing with her nipples, and Loly had at least three fingers up her ass.

Both were moaning and whimpering the words "master... master..." under their breath.

Ichigo slammed his hips furiously against Cirucci's pelvis. He fucked her at a breakneck pace. She was tight, like trying to thread a power cord through the eye of a needle, and she was hot and wet, incredibly so.

He came with a growl. Ichigo filled Cirucci's cunt with his seed, much to the girl's delight. There was so much of it. It was an incredible amount. She didn't think it was possible for so much to fit inside of her. She felt it filling her up, and she could not help but come immediately in turn.

Loly and Menoly also came soon after that.

Satisfied that Cirucci was sufficiently broken in, Ichigo pulled out of her.

"That was good," he said. "You're a good, tight bitch. And you make a damned good cock sleeve."

Cirucci moaned at this, mewling delightedly under his perversely abusive words.

"I am happy..." she whimpered. "It makes me so happy to hear you say that, master..." She shivered, aroused.

Ichigo smirked.

"Oy!" he called back up to where the two arrancar girls were. "Loly! Menoly! Get down here!"

They instantly leaped to their feet.

"Yes, master!" the two cried, before scrambling down from the high ground after him. Once they got there, they presented themselves obediently.

"What do you want, Ichigo-sama?" Loly asked him, leaning backwards and spreading her legs.

"Do you need to service you with our bodies, again?" inquired Menoly, bending over and wiggling her ass for Ichigo, looking suggestively over her shoulder at him.

Ichigo shook his head. "No, nothing like that," he said dismissively. Then he paused, thoughtful for a second, before belatedly adding, "...right now, at least. Maybe later."

The two arrancar squealed gleefully.

Ichigo, however, then turned his attention to Circucci. "Hey, you," he said, "Are you able to stand up?"

The violette blushed, but she nodded obediently. "Yes, I am, master."

"Then do that," Ichigo told her. "Get up. We're going hunting."

"Hunting...?" said Cirucci confusedly. "Hunting for what?"

Loly and Menoly had knowing looks on their faces.

"For more bitches," said the blonde. "Correct, Ichigo-sama?"

The substitute soul reaper nodded. "Yeah," he said.

Loly smirked. "Because you can never have too many bitches," she purred suggestively, sidling up to him suggestively.

Ichigo laughed, and gave her a sharp swat on the ass. She squealed delightedly at this.

"Let's go," he said, smirking at his three most recent trophies.

"As you wish, master," said Cirucci. Menoly nodded in agreement.

All together, they set off.

Ichigo, with Cirucci, Menoly, and Loly behind him, quickly tracked down three more arrancar women. And it was none other than the Tres Bestias, the three fraccion of the former espada Tier Harribel. Ichigo didn't sense the latter anywhere nearby, though, so he figured she was probably off doing her own thing.

Menoly and Loly sneered when they saw Franceska Mila Rose, Cyan Sung-Sun, and Emilou Apacci sitting around arguing with each other.

...Well, it was more Emilou and Franceska arguing while Cyan looked on smugly, but yeah.

"Heheh..." Loly chuckled wickedly, a vicious look in her eyes as she watched the Tres Bestias doing what they always did. "Those three... let's break them. I mean seriously break them."

Menoly nodded in quiet agreement, glaring down at the trio of fraccion.

"They think they're so great..." the blonde muttered darkly, clenching her fists. "Always acting so smug just because they were the direct subordinates to the tercera espada... Please, master... put them in their place..."

Cirucci did not contribute anything to the conversation, not having any feelings on the matter one way or another.

Ichigo looked thoughtful, then he shrugged. "Only if they don't cooperate," he told Loly and Menoly trthfully. "I can tell you two don't like them, but I figure we might as well give them a chance to surrender peacefully."

Loly and Menoly pouted at this, and behind their backs they crossed their fingers, sincerely hoping that the three would resist so they would have a chance to help break them.

With a shunpo, Ichigo appeared in front of the Tres Bestias, causing them to startle and stare in disbelief.

With three low booms of sonido, Loly, Menoly, and Cirucci appeared behind him.

"What the hell?!" Apacci exclaimed at the sight of the naked substitute soul reaper and the three arrancar behind him, who were all in varying states of undress.

Mila Rose, beside Apacci, narrowed her eyes and got into a fighting stance. "Who are you?" she demanded firmly.

Sung-Sun, for her part, did not visibly react apart from a slight quirking of one of her eyebrows.

Ichigo, seeing that he had the trio's attention, laughed somewhat sheepishly.

"What," he said, "don't you guys recognize me?" he asked them. "It's me, Ichigo Kurosaki."

Sung-Sun smiled and stepped forward past her two tensed up comrades.

"I see..." she said slowly, eying Ichigo's naked form appraisingly. "...Tell me, Kurosaki-san, what brings you to this place in that state of dress, and among such... disreputable company?" she added, giving Loly and Menoly in particular a distasteful look.

Ichigo smirked.

"These three?" he asked, pointing towards Menoly, Loly, and Cirucci. "They're my slaves, now."

"Oh? Ohohoho!" Sung-Sun laughed condescendingly at the trio. "So those weaklings have become your slaves? How fitting," she remarked imperiously.

"Yep," Ichigo said. "And you three are next."

Sung-Sun blinked.

"...Pardon?" she said, unable to immediately process the orange-haired teen's words.

Ichigo smirked. Unceremoniously, he whipped out the hypno-gun and shot Sung-Sun with it. The bolt of red reiatsu struck her head on, too fast for her to dodge so suddenly, and her eyes briefly rolled up into the back of her head.

Sung-Sun staggered momentarily, looking to have lost all strength, but she managed to regain her footing at the last moment. Looking up at Ichigo, her eyes dull and unfocused, Sung-Sun licked her lips.

"Master..." she whispered, glancing down hungrily at Ichigo's dick. "...Do you want me to service you?"

Apacci and Mila Rose's eyes widened when they heard their comrade say that.

"What in the world...?" the former murmured, unable to believe what she was seeing as Sung-Sun took Ichigo's member into one of her sleeves, caressing his abdomen with her other hand even as a distinct fapping noise came from within the sleeve covering Ichigo's cock.

"Since when could that guy do anything like that...?!" Mila Rose hissed, astonished and a just little bit scared at how Sung-Sun had been seemingly hypnotized.

"That isn't important," Ichigo said, grunting softly as Sung-Sun jerked him off within her sleeve. "What is important..." He held up the gun and pointed it at Mila Rose and Appaci. "...is that I can do the same to you, if you don't do what I say."

He then leered at them, a distinctly predatory grin on his face. "... For starters, how about you take off those clothes of yours?"

The two unhypnotized Bestias grit their teeth angrily. Reluctantly, knowing that Ichigo was far above their strength, Apacci and Mila Rose acquiesced. Without Sung-Sun's help, their only possible way of even having a ghost of a chance against Ichigo went right out the window.

At the very least, if they did as he said he might not feel the need to use that gun on them.

Ichigo's smirk widened as he saw the two fraccion slowly, begrudgingly strip off their clothes. Within a minute, they were as naked as he was. Seeing Mila Rose's delightful chocolate milk jugs, which were comparable to Matsumoto's, perfectly bare and jiggling freely alongside Apacci's modest creamy peaches, Ichigo came inside Sung-Sun's sleeve, covering the girl's hand and forearm with his seed.

"Good girls," he said, as Sung-Sun lifted her semen covered hand to her mouth and started greedily licking it clean. "You know your place without needing to be told. I like that in a woman."

He then grabbed Sung-Sun's head and slammed her mouth down on his cock, causing her to moan happily and suck lovingly on his member as he roughly fucked her mouth. He smirked darkly at the worried, fearful looks on the faces of the serpentine arrancar's comrades.

"Now," he said, "How about you two come over here and give your friend a hand?" He gestured to the length of his penis that was still sticking out of Sung-Sun's mouth.

The two arrancar grimaced.

Nodding slowly, reluctantly, Mila Rose went up to Ichigo and knelt down beside Sung-Sun. Looking resigned to her fate, if ever so slightly bitter, she started licking the side of his exposed length. Mila Rose lewdly ran her tongue up and down Ichigo's shaft while Sung-Sun sucked him off.

Apacci, however, refused to lower herself that far.

"No way in hell!" she snarled, drawing her twin chakram zanpakuto and starting to shout, "Thrust, Cier—!"

Before she could finish her release phrase, however, a disc-shaped blade zipped through the air on the end of a whip, knocking the rebellious arrancar's weapon from her hands.

While Ichigo came inside Sung-Sun's mouth from Mila Rose squeezing his balls, the hypnotized Cirucci, eyes narrowed yet empty, darted forward with sonido and pinned Apacci to the ground, mashing her goodly-sized breasts into Apacci's face. Loly and Menoy then pounced as well, roughly grabbing hold of Apacci's hips.

"Those defy master..." began Cirucci.

"...must be punished!" finished Menoly and Loly together.

Cirucci grabbed Apacci by the chin and forced the girl's mouth open. Sneering, she stuffed one of her nipples in past Apacci's lips.

"Suck it," she said with an eerily calm menace. "Or get a point-blank cero to the chest." She made a fist with other hand, letting a sphere of ultra-dense spiritual energy manifest around it.

Whimpering fearfully, the fraccion did as she was told. And once she did, Cirucci let the cero dissipate and turned her attention to playing with the girl's breasts. She kneaded, sucked, bit, twisted, and tweaked the nicely modest endowments, paying special attention to the peaking nipples.

Apacci moaned against Cirucci's breasts, shamefully getting turned on by this treatment.

Loly, at the same time, was licking the fraccion's bare pussy, slurping up her juices. And Menoly was smirking and fisting Apacci's ass, tearing it up lewdly and ruthlessly. Apacci moaned even more at this treatment.

After ten minutes, she came. Her juices sprayed into Loly's mouth and all over her face. Smirking, Cirucci, Loly, and Menoly pulled away from Apacci to let her watch what was happening to her comrades.

"It's pointless to resist master," said Menoly.

"Yeah," concurred Loly. "Ichigo-sama is like a god. If he wants you, he will have you."

"You should feel honored that he deigns you worthy of his harem," added Cirucci.

Apacci blushed, panting weakly and watched her friends. Sung-Sun's robe was nearly gone. She was all but naked, Ichigo's thick semen dribbling liberally from her pussy. And Mila Rose was bent nearly double as Ichigo fucked her cooter doggy-style. The look on her face was one of pure bliss.

"Oh! Yes!" she wailed. "Come inside me, master! Fill me up with your seed!"

Ichigo grunted, and gave her a passionate smack on the ass. He gave one more thrust, groaning. Then he pulled out of Mila Rose and turned to face Apacci and her punishers.

The obstinate doe could see the semen dripping from her friend's pussy.

Smirking, Ichigo walked over to the four. "Good job, girls," he said to the three loyal love slaves. "It looks like you really broke her down."

He gave Circucci, Loly, and Menoly a pat on the head each. They squealed delightedly, cooing and looking up at their master adoringly.

Then Ichigo turned to Apacci.

"Hey," he said. "Will you be a deer and join us, now? Or do I have to go stag on your ass until you learn your lesson?"

Apacci frowned just the tiniest bit at the awful puns. But then her expression softened, and she sighed.

"Yes, master," she said weakly. "I've learned my lesson. I'll join you."

Ichigo smirked at the shameful expression on her face.

"Loly, Menoly, Cirucci," he said. "Help her up."

"As you wish, master," said Cirucci.

"Whatever you say, Ichigo-sama!" said Loly and Menoly.

The trio promptly helped Apacci to her feet. Then, once the girl had regained her balance, all present turned to face Ichigo. They stood rigidly at attention, surprisingly regimented for how loosely Aizen's army had been organized.

Almost, Ichigo imagined he could hear the song Number One in the back of his mind.

"Alright, you girls," he said. "Listen up. I'm going after your former mistress, and I'm going to bring her to our side. There might be a fight, and I don't want any of you getting in the way. So, I want you to go meet up with my other slaves and wait for me."

He grinned. "Play with them, if you want something to help pass the time. But you'll be safe and out of harm's way, over there."

They nodded in understanding.

"Where can we find them, master?" Cirucci asked him.

"Out the west gate," he said, gesturing in that direction. "They should be easy to find from there."

The girls nodded obediently, and turned to left. Before they could, however, Ichigo grabbed Loly and Menoly by the shoulders.

"Just so you know," Ichigo said to the two, "Orihime is your mistress. If you disobey anything she says, or hurt her in any way, you WILL be sorry. Understand?"

They gulped, looking a bit like something sour had just been shoved in their mouths. But they nodded nonetheless.

"Yes, master," they said.

Ichigo grinned. "Good. Now, go catch up with the others."

The two quickly bowed, before turning and following off after their fellows.

Ichigo turned in the other direction, vanishing in shun-po.

He found Harribel shortly. With her reiatsu, she was easy to track down. Luckily, she didn't notice him right away. She was in repose, not appearing to be doing much of anything in particular.

Ichigo had the element of surprise.

Smirking, he drew the hypno-gun and trained it at the espada's back. But something unexpected happened. Before he could pull the trigger, Harribel suddenly whipped around.

There was anger in her eyes, raw and cold.

"Destroy, Tiburón!" she shouted. Water enveloped her, as she unleashed the true form of her power. Snarling, she swung her arms, shooting intense jets of water at Ichigo.

He dodge narrowly, cursing and swearing.

"How dare you do that to my fracciones," Harribel growled, glaring icily at the buck naked substitute shinigami. "And coming before me so crudely dressed."

She shot a massive wave at Ichigo.

Scowling faintly, the teen decided to stand his ground. He focused his reiatsu, and the water splashed harmlessly around him, pushed away from his body by the sheer force of his spiritual pressure.

"Hey," he muttered. "I saved you guys from the Vandenreich. I guess I can see why you're pissed, but if you'd hear me out..."

"I will not," Harribel snarled. "You have crossed a line, shinigami." Her eyes narrowed. "You must be punished."

Ichigo smirked. He almost swore he could hear the chorus in his head.

"That's funny," he remarked idly, eyes gleaming mischievously as he looked down at Harribel. "I was just about to say the same thing." He grinned darkly. "Masochists like you are the most fun to break in."

Harribel's glare intensified several-fold. "You come here, enslave my servants, and dare command me to submit to your whims? No. Even if you have aided us in the past, I will not abase myself so readily."

Ichigo grabbed Zangetsu's hilt, still smirking.

"Alright then," he said. "You asked for it." Drawing his zanpakuto, he shifted effortlessly into a battle-ready stance. "I'm actually starting to like doing it like this. The fight is half the fun." He shook his head. "But either way, you'll be mine by the time we finish."

"I will never be yours, you degenerate."

Ichigo laughed viciously. "You're calling me the degenerate?" he said wryly. "Look in the mirror, bitch. You're dressed like a complete slut."

Harribel snapped at that.

"CERO!" she roared furiously, pumping her full power into the attack.

Ichigo raised his sword, and he swung down. He cut effortlessly through the center of the attack.

Then it destabilized.

As sand flew up in an explosion on either side of Ichigo, kicked up by the destructive force of Harribel's cero, the substitute soul reaper focused on the core of his power.

"Dance, Zangetsu," he intoned, calling upon the powers of Sode no Shirayuki. His reiatsu changed subtly as his zanpakuto changed in color from black to white, becoming colder, more frigid.

Shifting his stance, he darted forward and swung, calling upon the powers of Rukia's zanpakuto as naturally as if he had been using it all his life.

"First Dance, White Moon."

A circle of white light appeared on the ground below Harribel, its radius wide enough to easily fit several people within it side by side. The former espada's eyes widened ever so slightly before she used sonido to get away from the circle.

She did so just in time, too, seeing as a moment later a massive pillar of ice manifested in the spot above the circle, stretching all the way to the heavens. Then it shattered.

"That was close..." Harribel murmured to herself, before swinging her large arm-blade about just in time to block a strike from Ichigo's now-white zanpakuto. "...but not close enough for you to beat me." Her broad, white, pata-like sword began to glow, before mist erupted from its edge with enough force to knock Ichigo back. "Trident."

She swung her blade twice more, firing two more shots of high-force mist. Ichigo dodged the first, but the second clipped him on his upper left arm, producing a thin, red line on his skin where it cut him.

Ichigo could not help grinning when he saw that Harribel had actually managed to draw first blood on him. Though he usually tried to deny it, Ichigo was someone who sincerely enjoyed a good fight on a certain level. He was no battle-crazed lunatic like Kenpachi, but he could appreciate a good match against a tough opponent.

"Heh, looks like this'll be fun..." Ichigo chuckled, before swinging his blade down. "Next Dance," he said, snow and icy white reiryoku swirling at the tip of his sword. "White Lotus." Unlike Rukia, he didn't need any setup for this attack, being able to brute force it with his monstrously powerful reiatsu.

For a moment, it seemed like everything in front of him was whited out as the attack roared out from the tip of his blade.

"Hierviendo," he scarcely heard Harribel murmur, and suddenly there was a deafening hissing sound as the snow turned to steam. He saw the woman's silhouette through the steam, and realized that she was not going down that easily.

Gritting his teeth, he held Zangetsu forth. "BANKAI!" he bellowed, his spiritual power exploding.

Black snow swirled around Ichigo's body in a fierce storm. A mixture of ash, soot, and snow, it danced and raged through the air all about him, an image akin to the wild, uncontrollable power of the Captain Commander's Ryujin Jakka.

"Tensa Zangetsu... no Kaiyuki Nekomata!" Ichigo said, proclaiming the name of the fusion bankai.

In either hand, he held a slender nodachi, both as long as he was tall, with wild-looking manji tsuba. One was completely white, the other completely black. The two swords were connected by a long gray chain that wrapped around Ichigo's arms and across his torso in an X-pattern.

"New Dance, the First," Ichigo said, thrusting his black blade forward and causing the violent storm of black snow flying all about him to vanish all at once.

Narrowing her eyes, Harribel gathered yellow spiritual power in her blade and swung it, releasing a wide ranging cero that devastated everything in its path. But then Harribel felt a chill on her shoulder, and her instincts just barely let her dodge in time as a cluster of jagged black spikes of ice exploded in the air where she had been.

"Black Blossom," said Ichigo, standing in the same place he had been prior to Harribel's cero, strange vein like markings briefly running all over his skin before vanishing. He then lowered the black blade and swinging the white one diagonally.

"New Dance, the Second," he said, a blast of white energy rippling out in an the arc traced by the snow-white nodach. "White Fang."

The white crescent of reiryoku, reminiscent of Ichigo's Getsuga Tensho, flew through the air straight towards Harribel at a frightening speed. She scarcely managed to raise her blade in time to block it, and the attack still managed to dig into it quite a bit before dissipating.

Gritting her teeth, Harribel gathered water in the gill-shaped markings on her blade, before swinging and launching a rushing surge of water that carved away a great portion of the hardened ground within Las Noches and smashed through the walls of any nearby structures.

"Cascada," she said simply, surveying the now-flooded battlefield.

She did not see Ichigo anywhere in sight, but that did not necessarily mean that her attack had been successful. And indeed, she was soon forced to narrowly dodge a pair of wild swings from Ichigo's dual nodachi, which sliced the ends of a few hairs from her head. She then had to lower her blade to block when Ichigo thrust both swords at her, biting once more into her weapon.

Ichigo smirked as his blades dug into Harribel's broad white pata.

"New Dance, the thirteenth," he said. "Empty Blade."

The surface of Harribel's pata rippled where Ichigo's swords where stabbed into it, before it disintegrated completely, leaving her without a weapon. Her eyes widened at this, and she skipped back, bringing her hands together to charge a cero.

It was not to be, however, as Ichigo simply spread his blades apart, stabbing the white one into the air and the black one into the ground.

"New Dance, the Last," he murmured, eyes seeming to glow as his reiatsu suddenly seemed to vanish from Harribel's perception. "Frozen Heavens, Ashen Earth."

Everything above Ichigo turned white. Everything beneath him, black. And everything in between turned a bright, bloody, crimson.

Harribel fell to her knees, beaten.

Ichigo grinned, and he walked to the once-proud espada, and looked down at her. She looked up into his and sighed sadly, defeated.

"I cannot beat you," whispered she, sounding resigned to her fate. "You are simply too powerful. You are stronger than I." She bowed her head, short amber tresses falling over her eyes. "Very well," she said. "I suppose that there is no choice left for me but to submit. I have no choice now but to become your sex slave."

"As if you ever had a choice in the matter to begin with," said Ichigo, laughing a little. "But yeah, you're right. You don't have a choice."

Harribel blushed. "You are strong," she said. "Nature dictates that I, the weaker, am your prey. So now I submit myself to you as the gazelle submits, in the end, to the lion."

She was silent for a moment.

"Do you wish for me to revert back?" she asked him, hesitantly. "I... understand that most men are put off by my mask, when my power is sealed..."

"Yeah, I like this form of yours better," said Ichigo with a shrug. "I want you to stay like this... minus that on thing on your right arm, at least. Would you mind getting rid of that?"

"As you wish, master," said Harribel obediently. The blade on her arm glowed yellow, before it disappeared, leaving a regular arm in its place. She stood up, then, and looked at him. "What is your next order, master?"

Ichigo smirked, drinking in the sight of Harribel's fine body. "Let's go back to my slaves," he said.

Harribel bowed low. "As you wish," she said once more.

They both left Las Noches, and traveled swiftly to to where Ichigo's other slaves, Orihime, and Kon should have been waiting. However, instead of his massive harem doing who knows what, they saw only an open garganta.

"Huh," said Ichigo. "Looks like Hat-and-clogs and old Goat-chin must have opened up a gate back home," Ichigo said. "I'll bet you anything that's where the others are."

"Do you think they will welcome me, master...?" inquired Harribel softly, shyly.

"Of course they will," replied Ichigo dismissively. "Chizuru will be over the moon, with that sexy body of yours. Now, let's go home."

"Yes, master," said Harribel demurely, blushing faintly at being called sexy.

Together, they jumped into the hole.

A/N: Man, this one took the most rewriting yet. So many parts that were done by Hamn8r that I had to improve and expand on. And in the end this still winds up as the shortest chapter yet, but it was a good place to stop, and I was just tired by this point.

Also, I find it interesting to ponder whether Ichigo isn't, in this fic, more of a villain protagonist than anything else... XDXDXD

Updated: 12-13-13

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