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Another Kind of Torture	By : Whackybiscuit Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 11463 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 6: Nel & Orihime Part 1
Aizen's Throne Room
Orihime coughed as smoke clouded her vision. She'd done as Aizen had asked, repairing the crack in the girls mask. As the smoke cleared she saw that the little girl was no longer there. No, what took her place made Orihime's jaw drop. A beautiful woman sat on the ground, confused as to where she was. A head of aquamarine hair with a mask of a horned skull adorned it, as well as a body that matched her own in sexiness. What made the girl blush is that the small robe she'd been wearing hadn't exactly grown with her, tearing into two pieces just barely covering herself from the people in the room.
"What? What's going on?" The human turned back to the throne and saw that the man sitting on it had a pleased look on his face. "Um, what just happened?" She turned back and saw that the girl had fallen asleep; apparently the transition from child to adult put a bit of a strain on her.
"Your powers reverted her body to the state it was in before her mask was cracked. It's a fascinating power, one that transcends gods." He turned his attention back to Gin and nodded. The silver-haired man understood and picked up Nel, taking her out of the room and leaving Orihime alone with Aizen. The man gave her a warm smile, but the sight still made Orihime shiver slightly. "Now now, my dear, there's no need for fear. I assure you that you will not be harmed by my men."
The orange-haired girl (And I looked it up, it IS orange, not red) quickly shook her head. "No! I'm not worried about myself. What have you done with Ichigo? Please, tell me!" she begged, worried that her friend was facing horrors even her mind didn't want to imagine.
Before she could blink the man appeared right in front of her, gently caressing her cheek. The action made Orihime freeze up in terror. "It's alright, Orihime. I'm not offended. Be at ease, no harm has come to your friend since he's arrived. In fact," the man mentally chuckled, "I'd say he's quite enjoyed our hospitality." He snapped his fingers and an arrancar walked in with a cart of tea. "I'm curious, would you like something to drink….?"
Ichigo's Room
Ichigo opened his eyes and sat up. As he inspected the bed he saw that the two girls were gone and breathed a sigh of relief. 'Ok, at least I have the moment to think.' As he climbed out of bed his thoughts turned to his friends and family. He knew that they must be worried sick for him, his sisters especially. He thought about the captains and friends he'd made in Soul Society. Do they know he'd been captured? Would they even bother to rescue him? He'd figured it be an awkward scene, Rukia come bursting in to find him sitting idly on the couch.
His musings were disturbed as Halibel entered the room. His eyes immediately went to the tattoo on her stomach before hearing her speak. "Follow me. Lord Aizen has requested you to speak with him." Ichigo promptly followed her down the hallway, both scared and relieved. Scared because he had no idea what he would be in for, and partially relieved that maybe he'd get some answers. As they entered the room Ichigo saw a black table with eleven chairs around it, with Aizen taking the seat at the front; a cup of tea in front of him.
"Welcome, Ichigo Kurosaki," he gestured to the seat on his right, "Please, take a seat." Knowing it was a demand more than a request he complied, taking the seat. "I trust that you're stay with us has been pleasant?"
Ichigo turned his head away from him, having a hard time looking him in the eye as he said "I'm glad I'm not being tortured, if that's what you mean." He turned his face toward the man, bucking up and asking the man the question that's been gnawing at him. "Why am I here? And why have all those girls keep wanting to get with me?"
Aizen took a sip of his tea before answering. "Simply put Ichigo, I want you to join me." He smiled when he saw the boy about to angrily retort something but silenced him. "I wouldn't dream of asking you to fight your new friends. It is my simple wish that you stay here in comfort, away from the dreary battles that will soon commence. To that end, I sent the girls to entertain you. Why?" he raised an eyebrow at the boy, "were you not satisfied?"
Ichigo blushed and looked down, "I…." 'What exactly am I supposed to say, "Yes Aizen, I thoroughly enjoyed banging your women?"' He angrily looked up as the man chuckled at his childish reaction. "What's so funny?!"
"No need to feel ashamed Ichigo. None of my arrancar are, in fact they've quite taken with you. Even Loly and she needed a little motivation. Tea?" he offered him a steaming cup of tea but the boy refused. "Don't worry Ichigo, it's not drugged. I only placed the aphrodisiacs into the food I gave you to make sure Loly and Menoly did as I instructed." He passed the cup to Ichigo who reluctantly began to sip it. "Now, I have a question that for you."
"Do you want to leave here and go home?"
Ichigo almost spat out his tea. This was not what he expected from the man. First he was chatting with him like he was talking to his father about what happened in school. Then he offers him tea, now he's giving him a way home? "Of course I do! Why would I want to stay here?
The man cleverly feigned astonishment. "Oh Ichigo, I pegged you as many things, but running from your responsibilities? You wound me. I'm certain the women will be hurt greatly. You've already placed a great burden on them."
The substitute looked at him like he'd suddenly grown a second head. "What are you talking about? Yes, I've had sex with them, but what does that have to do with…." He trailed off as a suddenly moment of clarity dawned on him. Suddenly he remembered those sex-ed classes he took in school. His face became paler as the seconds ticked by. "Wait, you mean… they're-"
"Indeed Ichigo. I had my scientist Szayelapporo give them a drug that made them perfectly fertile. Those tattoos on their stomachs are solid proof that conception has taken place. Congratulations Ichigo. All of the women you've had intercourse with are pregnant with your babies"
"You're going to be a father."
If Aizen had a camera he'd have taken a picture of Ichigo's face and taped it to his throne! Ichigo's face had lost all color, even his bright orange hair seemed to have lost its luster. His mouth hung open as his eyes swiveled in his head comprehending the words that Aizen said. "I'm-I'm…WHAT!?" He tried to stand but found that his legs had lost all sensation. He sat in the chair before something clicked in him. His face turned angrily towards Aizen, "YOU PLANNED THIS DIDN'T YOU! YOU FOISTED THEM ON ME!"
Aizen calmly nodded. There was no need to hide it; even if he did Ichigo would still know it to be true. "Foisted? Ichigo, dear boy, you cannot look me in the eye and tell me that you didn't want them. Not once did you ever tell them "No" or "Stop". You enjoyed being with them Ichigo. Now then," Aizen leaned forward with a sharp look in his eye. Ichigo felt more uncomfortable then ever being under those eyes. 'Exactly how did Rukia and the others not take one look at him and go "Yep, he's evil"?'"
"I'll ask you one more time: Do you want to stay here or go home? If you choose to leave, I will respect your decision, but your children are mine to do as I please. When the eventual battle arrives, I will not show you the same mercy I showed you in Soul Society. If you choose to stay," his face softened as he spelled it out for Ichigo, "Your children are yours to raise. I'm certain you will be a very good father to them. You will stay here in comfort and ease. I'll even do you a kindness and spare your family when the time comes. Those are your options Ichigo." His smile widened as the boy looked down with shocked eyes. He could tell that the options were bouncing around in head like Ping-Pong balls and that the boy was lost in shock. Aizen put his hand on Ichigo's shoulder, putting on the mask of compassion. "I know it's a big decision, so I'll give you one day to think about it.
Aizen stood up and nodded for Halibel to return. Ichigo didn't dare look her in the eye, not after what he'd been told. "Now, Halibel will escort you back to your room. I'm certain Miss Inoue will calm down once she's seen you." As Ichigo whirled around to face him Aizen explained, "She came to us hoping to see you. You should feel privileged Ichigo, not many men your age have someone that devoted to their well-being to willingly come here. Do not fret, she hasn't been harmed. She's in your room getting acquainted with her new friend Nelliel." Ichigo silently followed Halibel out but as he reached the door he heard Aizen call for him one last time. "Oh, and Ichigo?" as the boy turned around Aizen gave him a chilling smile.
"If you don't, I will. And I'll be more than happy to…."
Ichigo had no time to process his cryptic message as he followed the Espada into the corridor….
Aizen knocked on the table, "Alright Gin, you can come out now." He saw his lieutenant come out from under the table, letting out the laughter he'd been keeping in.
"Oh my goodness, did you see his face?" Gin leaned on the table as he tried and failed to stop himself. "I know that's the reaction we were going for, but did you see his face!?" Once the man calmed down a bit, he sat down and picked up a cup of tea. "So, he's going to take your offer?" he asked in between giggles.
"I'd imagine so Gin. I'd imagine so…."
Las Noches Hallway
Ichigo followed Halibel down the hall, not saying a word to the pregnant arrancar. He had no idea of what to think of the information given to them. 'I'm-I'm gonna be a dad?' He wondered what the others would say if they found out. His mind drifted to his own father, thinking about he'd do if he was in his shoes. Ichigo knew that he couldn't let Aizen do what he pleased with the kids. If he left, they would be turned against him and his friends. Not only that, could he bear the thought of fighting his own children he'd abandoned caused his heart to wrench. His mother had said his name meant to protect, so would it be better for everyone if he stayed? His thoughts were interrupted as he walked into Halibel, who'd stopped outside his room. "Oh! Sorry…."
The golden haired Espada turned and looked at him. "Your friend's in here. I'll return tomorrow to take you to Lord Aizen." As she turned to leave she said one last thing, "Ichigo…" the boy turned around to face her, "I've no shame carrying your child. You've proven your strength to me, which that alone gives me pride." She gave him those words as she left. Ichigo let out a long exhale as he opened the door. His mouth gaped as he saw the sight before him. On his bed lay Orihime naked as the day she was born, scissoring a green haired arrancar. The ditzy girl turns to face him, a sultry smile on her face.
"Ichigo, come in and join us…."
To be continued….
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