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Sanctuary	By : Aleya Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 9556 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�How your reiatsu is�?� Ichigo looked at his cousin who sat there holding her doll that cuddled up to her and glared at everyone else.

�I didn�t know you were Shinigami, Ichigo. Otherwise I would�ve stayed home rather than uproot everything. Your mom would be proud.� Ayame smiled. �See, In the Kurosaki family blood lines there are two opposing reiatsu in place. Opposing because of an old romance that shouldn�t have happened occurred.� She looked at them all with a soft smile. �A romance between a past Mock-Shinigami female, like Ichigo, and a Quincy male.�

�Oh� is it story-time already?� Urahara brought out his fan and fanned his face as Ayame smiled weakly

�I guess so.� she looked at them with a raised finger. �Lila, our great granny died at the hands of some Hallow. In remorse over her short life, she managed to strike a deal with a being. It is never clear if it was a human, Shinigami, or anything but, she came back two days later. Her family rejected her and had a Shaman try to exorcise her away. It was a con of a Shaman, but all the same, she was obviously not welcome. So she wandered up and down Japan, regular girl by day Shinigami by night.� She smiled. �Sort of like you Ichi huh?� She smiled.

�Don�t get side tracked as usual.� Ichigo sighed.

�Right, right� anyway Well Lila had this amazing Zanpakuto, what did it do?� She looked away pondering the question. �Hmm, But that�s not all that important. In any case, she worked in a small village near where a cluster of Quincy were living. She was asked to retrieve well water. On her time out, she met with a young man with fiery hair. Its said he was a good-looking man, could�ve had his pick of women, but he chose her. If course he�d known of her being Shinigami and he assumed she had to know of his being a Quincy. But they never spoke of it especially since the war between Shinigami and Quincy was still raging strong.�

�Of course.� Ishida looked at the table.

�They were madly in love with one another. And as what happens when a man loves a woman� hmmm love really isn�t required for sex� language barriers aren�t required either.� Everyone gaped at the girl who could easily say sex without blushing. Most children her age still said �S-E-X� as if it were a taboo word.

�Aya!� Ichigo sighed.

�Well it was like that! And you don�t really need love for sex!� She huffed puffing her cheeks out. �Anyway, they fell in love and united in that age old way of uniting man and woman. Then she became pregnant. Well of course at the same time his family discovered his sordid affair and forbade him from seeing her or she�d die. Well when he retorted that, she was pregnant and he had no intention to stop seeing her it became troublesome, especially for his father who was especially hateful of Shinigami. The father threatened coldly to kill both her and the baby if continued to see her. So he falsely agreed so and he became cleverer with his stealing off in the night to see her.

�She had twins. A boy and a girl. The son exuded great Quincy powers and the daughter locked between the two warring abilities. They both inherited his fiery hair which hurt Lila because the father had died the day the children were born in another scuffle, something she discovered years later after assuming he couldn�t hack it and left.

�As kids do they spent their days playing and they were discovered, or rather the son discovered. He was abducted; I guess they thought she had him prisoner after all an adult Shinigami with a child Quincy. He was born and raised a Quincy for the next four years of his life and then he was killed as an innocent bystander really. Hmm�� Ayame looked away.

�What?�

�That�s it. I remember telling Granny what a horrible story that is! The boy died! It couldn�t be a happily ever after? But now I�m older, I realize it�s the sad truth of a life.�

�So what did that story have to do with your reiatsu?� Ichigo sighed rubbing his head.

�Oh yes! That was my point. The sister, the daughter was Granny! And my abilities are sort of like Granny�s. My powers are locked within me. They come out sometimes in the form of negating Quincy or Shinigami�s abilities. I�m like the kryptonite and you all are Superman!� She coughed and looked at the flecks of blood in her hand.

�That�s why I can�t reach my powers.� Ishida looked on.

�I know and I�m sorry I tried to tell you to let me go. I leave because I have a moderately high area of range.� Her eyelids grew heavy. �I really can take care of myself, especially now that Ariel is awake.� She stroked the doll�s cheek. �I can�t use my powers myself like you all so I have to have a medium made to withstand the large amount of reiatsu that is mine.� She looked at the group most of the table blinked back at her. �Where is my dress? I�m ready to go home and it�s embarrassing to walk home in this.� She looked at the thin yukata.

�In shreds, it seems.� Rukia sighed. �And covered with blood.�

�What?!� She looked at the group.

�Aya, you nearly died.� Ichigo looked at her and she looked to the side.

�Hmm� would explain why I thought I saw Granny I hope this isn�t a premonition of what to expect in days to come.� She sucked her teeth. �And that was my favorite white dress. It was my only white dress.� She stood up, pulled the belt to her yukata tighter, and went to the door.

�Wait, Ayame-Chan, you�re not completely healed!� Inoue called.

�Don�t worry, I�ve had worst.� Ayame put on her shoes. �Come on, Ariel, we have to go see the others, I�m sure they�re worried.� She opened the door and started down the street.

�That girl�� Ichigo rose.

�Reminds me of Mina.� Urahara laughed.

�I�ll go. We go the same way anyway.� Ishida was already standing and proceeded to follow the girl and her doll.

�Ishida-Kun has been a bit strange lately.� Inoue watched him go.

�Ishida has never been so wrong in his calculations.� Rukia touched Inoue�s hand. �So I�m sure he�s a bit devastated.�

�I say everyone go home and rest. It seems things will get more exciting from here. So enjoy the down times.� Urahara closed his fan as everyone started to file out of the Shoten.

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�Her.� Ayak pointed to the orb on the other side of the room from her in the mirror. In it was Ayame, strolling down the street, dressed in a yukata much too large for her and was threatening to show her bosoms to any evening streetwalkers. �She�s the girl that lived with Mina.�

�So it is.� He groaned bouncing a nearly naked Kaya in his lap, his cock sliding in and out of her at a reckless pace. Their bodies slapping together, her pale thighs and butt turning as red as her face currently painted in desire. �Kaya, you are to check her and see if she knows the way to the gate.� He groaned before yanking her off him and threw her face first into the throne. He slipped back inside her wet entrance from behind and grabbed her arms thrusting into her wildly.

�I�ve been watching her. I knew you�d want to know more especially after I told you.� She gasped her hips jerking as she was getting closer to falling apart for him.

�And��

�The Shinigami Daikou that has been causing so much stir in Karakura.�

�I know of him.�

�She made fast friends of him, I speculate a relation of sorts.� She moaned. �At her disposal are his powers and the powers of his allies.�

�Suspicious.� He thrust harder into her. �I believe we�ve found our guardian.�

�Oh, Can I come now?� She whimpered her walls clutching at his cock that drove into her faster and harder.

He only went harder, she tipped over the edge screaming, and moaning her voice echoing off the walls, the few servants he had were standing around watching, some tempted to rub their own aching loins, jealous at the look of pure ecstasy on her face. He roared moments after she calmed down slamming in deep his seed shooting inside of her. With a final groan, he dropped her and she fell against the throne gasping for air.

�Get off.� He growled and she lay off to the side spent. With satisfaction, he watched his cum slide out of her pussy. �You there.� He pointed to the brown haired servant that had been sucking him off that time. �Clean her up before she messes up my floor.�

�Yes, sir.� The girl bowed before rushing over to Kaya, pushed knees open, and lean in to lick up the said mess.

�Bastard.� Ayak glared and vanished from the looking glass.

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�Bastard, go home!� The red head doll turned around and stuck her tongue out at Ishida.

�He is. He lives upstairs.� Aya smiled down at Ariel.

�Still, he�s following so close.� Ariel made a face.

�Maybe he wants me.�

�Hardly.� Ishida said.

�Well you must want to talk to me if you�re following that close.� Aya stopped outside of the apartment building.

�Why are you here?�

�To be with Ichigo and my family.� She smiled.

�No I mean it why are you-�

�Ichigo�s friend.� She stopped. �I lost the only parental figure in my life to murder. Any clues led me to Karakura. To be honest, I don�t even think I�m strong enough to worry about revenge or anything. I�m not a strong girl. So while I can put up a menial defense at best, I�m not cut out for battle.� She turned to look at him. �I have no ulterior motives. I�m just a girl who is completely in love with the Lolita Goth look and dancing. That�s. It.�

�I�m not that bastard�s friend!� She smiled.

�Out of my whole speech that�s all you focused on?� She stepped closer to him. �You need a girlfriend.� He stepped back. �But you�re not my type, so sorry I can�t help you there.� She giggled. �Let�s go Ariel.� She ran inside her home her wavy hair fluttering behind her.

�I don�t have a LoliCon! I don�t like children females!� He muttered climbing the stairs to his apartment. �Just Inoue�� Once back up he sighed and closed the door.

He�d made a mistake, but his logic held water. After years of this mess and Kurosaki there had been numerous times the enemy appeared in the form of a friend, a departed family member a lover. There had been opponents who could alter memories and create fake ones; there had been opponent who could use charms to beguile members of their circle to do what they pleased. Kurosaki�s relative had nearly died because at this point he had problems trusting anyone.

No, not anyone, anyone who wasn�t already part of their circle. Fuck.

Her dress had been intricate in design but moderate in construction. If there was one thing this Quincy knew about clothing, was how to spy detail work without having to look so hard. He could assume she made her own clothing. Her lace detailing was amazing, her seams were all right, but her hemming was terrible and her zipper work... don�t get him started. Apologizing wasn�t really his thing, but he could offer to recreate that white dress, maybe make it better.

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For the next few days Ishida didn�t� run into her. It had been more than a week. He had intended on offering the dress next time he saw her but he didn�t plan on going after her and telling her. She was a vulgar child and it was disturbing for someone her age to talk about bed business. He didn�t talk about bed business, which was worst because majority of his class were already no longer virgins. Even goliath Chad managed to rid himself of this pesky status.

�No� no� not everyone is doing it. Don�t fall for the peer pressure. There were more important things to be done, like maintaining the balance between Soul Society and the human world, risking your life, etc.� He took a deep breath and walked off school grounds and to the street.

�Ishida-kun!� Crap.

�Inoue-San.� She was all smiles as usual and a few feet away from him running toward him, breasts jumping, threatening to smack her in the face and knock her out.

�I want to come by and pick up my dress! It�s ready right?� She continued to smile.

�Yeah it�s ready.� He smiled politely.

�You make dresses?�

�Ayame-Chan!� Inoue blinked them smiled. �Hi!�

�Good afternoon, Orihime-Chan.� Ayame smiled at Ishida. �I didn�t know Ichigo�s friend made dresses.�

�Ishida. My name is Ishida Uryuu.� Ishida rubbed his face. Today her color scheme was black and white; it ran the risk of looking like a maid.

�Would you mind making me a dress?� She blinked up at him innocently.

�To replace the white one?� He adjusted his glasses and she smiled.

�Yes.�

�Where�s Ariel-Chan?� Inoue cut in suddenly and Ishida then noticed a different doll in her hands.

�This is Miguel.� Aya beamed holding up the male doll. �We don�t really match, he�s fussy about clothing. Ariel�s the only one that likes to dress up. Miguel was dressed in black shoes, white linen pants, and a white shirt to match with the top few buttons undone. He had wavy black hair. Too good looking to be a doll.

�Why do you insist on coming to my school, Aya?� The voice of Kurosaki Ichigo disrupted the inspection of the male doll.

�I wanted to make sure you would come to my Dinner party since you conveniently got to skip out on my first one because of your dad.� She made a face.

�When it is?� Ichigo sighed.

�Two Fridays from today. It�s on my birthday so don�t try and skip out this time.� She shook her finger at him.

�Yeah yeah.�

�Oh that mean I should wait to wear my new dress!� Inoue touched her index finger to her chin.

�You didn�t have to buy a new dress.� Ichigo turned to Inoue a blush creeping up his cheeks.

�Ishida-Kun made me one already.�

�Oh.�

�Its okay, I�ll just go on ahead and find something else to wear.� Inoue smiled at Ichigo and Ichigo just gave her his warmest look possible. Aya smiled at the pair before catching the look in Ishida�s eyes as he looked away.

�Come on, Ichigo�s friend! I want my new dress. Let go pick out the fabric!� She grabbed his hand and took off down the street. �Ariel and I don�t have a matching set again and hers was so dirty I couldn�t wash it clean.�

�She�s still such a spoiled girl.� Ichigo sighed wearily watching his cousin run down the street dragging Ishida off.

�I�ll go too Kurosaki-Kun.� Inoue smiled a bit. �I�ll see you later.� She waved and ran off too.
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