Bleach Veiled Moon Chapter 2
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It's as kitsuneb says, Tatsuki's being a brat in an attempt to protect Orihime's feelings. She's not letting a little thing like truth get in the way of provoking the interloper, especially since the others don't want to talk about the past just yet.
Besides, it's not like the girl's been standing still. She is a martial artist, and with her abilities, would strive to improve in that arena. It's just something we won't be going into detail at this point, if at all.
In any case... final part is a go.
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Back at Club Kurosaki...
"BOHAHAHA!!!"
Ichigo let out an irritated sigh as he and Uzume sat on the couch, cuddled up on his shoulder and munching popcorn as the cheesy trumpets
swelled dramatically, the announcer shouted his fool head off, and the crowd gathered went wild as Don Kanonji made his grand appearance.
'Oh god,' he groaned as Kanonji landed. 'It's as bad as ever.'
-How goes it my little babies?! It's time once again to hear the whispers of the spirits this week!! BOHAHAHA!!!-
"BOHAHAHA!!!" Cried Isshin and Yuzu at the TV, crossing their arms and making their hands into claws.
"Ugh," Ichigo groaned. "I still can't believe you still watch that idiot."
Uzume turned her head and looked up at her Ashikabi, "Oh you don't like this show Ichigo? I think it's kind of fun."
"You wouldn't think that if you met the guy," He replied.
Uzume blinked, "Really?" she asked.
Yuzu turned and gave a small glare to Ichigo, "Don't be like that, Ichi-nii!! Don Kanonji's awesome!!"
Back in the kitchen, Karin nodded slightly at her twin's statement. "Yeah Ichi-nii... he's not that bad. You know he means well."
"Eh," Ichigo shrugged, not feeling like agreeing at the moment. "You're just saying that 'cause he made you Karakura Red."
Karin blanched at Ichigo's words, "H-how'd you know that?!"
"I didn't," Ichigo admitted. "I just heard from someone how you girls knew him. But it sounds like something he'd do."
"Hey wait," Uzume cut in. "You all know him?"
Ichigo nodded, "He came here for an exorcism a couple of years ago. I met him during the event."
"How interesting... I never knew you met someone famous," gasped Uzume, her eyes wide.
"Trust me when I say that I wish I didn't," he groaned.
The rest of the show went without incident after that. Uzume was skeptical of the spiritual elements, but did think that the man was a great
showman. If Yuzu was any indication, he was a great source of fun for the children at least. Maybe Ichigo was just to cynical for his own
good?
It mattered not as the show wrapped up with another successful exorcism and the announcer asking the audience to tune in next week. Isshin
stood up and turned off the television and smiled at the gathered family, "Ok girls it's bedtime. You all have school tomorrow y'know."
Yuzu and Karin nodded as they stood and walked towards the stairs. Uzume noticed Karin punch at the air randomly for a moment, giving the girl a
puzzled look before disregarding it and looking up at Ichigo expectantly.
Ichigo found himself trapped in her gaze and let out a resigned sigh, "What are you looking at me like that for?" he asked.
"You know why," Uzume answered. "It's bedtime."
"Yeah, so?" he asked.
"So let's go to bed," Uzume answered.
Ichigo rolled his eyes, "And just who's bed do you think you're goin' to?"
"Yours, boy," another voice proclaimed.
Ichigo turned to his father and growled irritably, "You stay outta this old man."
"Now, now, my son," Isshin began as he walked towards the pair. "There's no need to be like that. The girls will soon be asleep, so it's fine for a
married couple such as yourself to let your feelings play out."
"Hold up," Ichigo began, his heartbeat quickening at what the old man was implying. "How do you figure we're married old man?"
"It's simple," Isshin answered. "Because I have accepted Uzume-chan as my fourth daughter and for that to happen this time, you'd have to be
married. So you're married, simple as that."
"Makes sense to me," Uzume piped in.
"Of course it would," Ichigo deadpanned.
"Don't be like that Ichigo," Isshin continued as he grabbed Uzume's bags. "You should be happy that you have such a progressive thinking father in
your life that would allow you to send the night with your bride."
"Yeah right," Ichigo growled as he and Uzume stood up. "What the hell kind of dad let's his son sleep with a girl he hardly knows?"
"An awesome one, that's who." Isshin answered.
"That's debatable," Ichigo sighed out. "What's your deal anyway old man? Why can't she sleep with Yuzu and Karin?"
"A woman doesn't spend the night in her future sister-in-laws room when their fiancee's sleeping alone!" Isshin stated matter of factually giving Ichigo a
patronizing look.
'Oh that is such BULLSHIT,' Ichigo thought.
"You see?" Uzume asked as she once more clutched Ichigo's arm, "Papa's just looking out for you. I don't know why you're being so difficult Ichigo."
"Because he thinks it's cool to be defiant to his dad and that it impresses the chicks," Isshin answered as he walked up the stairs. "But since he
has you, I would have though he would stop with these silly games by now."
"Exactly," Uzume nodded as she smiled up at Ichigo. "Your father is a very wise man, darling. You could learn a thing or two from him."
Ichigo gave Uzume a flat stare, ."... You're both nuts. That's the only reasonable explanation for this madness."
"Now, now Ichigo," Uzume began as she walked up the stairs, tugging Ichigo along with her. "If you're gonna be like that, I won't show you the
surprise I got you last week~!"
He groaned, hoping no one else heard that. "This is gonna be a long night"
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A lone figure laid face first on the desk, bored and lonely as he often wondered if anyone remembered him, aside from Yuzu. She still played with
him, thinking him the toy he appeared to be, but going into middle school had found her discovering new things and he had more often than not been
left behind. The occasional verbal scuffle with Ichigo was all he had left, and it appeared that even that would no longer be the case.
He sighed and found himself missing the 'good ole days'.
It was then that the door swung open, and Ichigo came in along with his father and some bags. Puzzled, Kon was about to get up and ask what was
going on when the heavens opened up and a goddess decided to walk the earth and into his bedroom.
'HooooOOOOooooh', he moaned as his eyes glazed over, taking in this beauty. 'Oh thank you sweet Lord, for you have indeed heard my cries and
have blessed me with this vision of pure heaven. I think perhaps I can die happy now'.
And with that, Isshin had left the room and the current drama continued to unfold. Standing in front of his dresser Ichigo sighed as he pulled out
some sweatpants and went to change before turning around. "Do you mind?," he asked the very much enraptured girl.
"No," she said unabashedly, her eyes all but glowing as she watched.
He pursed his lips and asked, "Please"?
"I've seen you in less," she reminded him.
Turning around to hide his blush he huffed as he quickly got out of his pants and into his sweatpants, pointedly ignoring the disappointed moan
behind him. Getting his shirt off he laid it on his bed and adjusted his t-shirt and turned around. He blinked and then swiftly turned around once
more and palmed his face. "What are you doing?"
"I'm getting changed," replied the nearly nude girl, topless and looked to be standing up and pulling up her panties, bouncing as she came to a stop.
"I have a surprise I was going to show you. And then," she said giggling. "We can play that 'game' we talked about over the phone."
"Game," Ichigo repeated. Several months or so Ichigo would have been raving, but these months with Uzume had somewhat toughened him up on
these surprises, and had given him enough time try to 1) respect her privacy, no matter how much she didn't want it in his case, and 2) If anything,
turning would help him prepare for the seemingly inevitable.
And number three was the small thing of crushing the tiny voice in his head that informed him that he had grown to like it.
Uzume had only changed her panties by that point when something else had caught her eye. "Hey!"
"What?"
"I didn't know you had a stuffed animal!," she exclaimed, momentarily forgetting about the top of the teddy she had in hand, skipping over to his table
and taking hold of the stuffed lion.
"Stuffed ani-," he thought before remembering suddenly, his mouth thinning as his mind began to rage.
For Kon, prayers he had long sent up had been finally answered.
For Heaven had smiled upon him.
-SNIFF-
An utter vision of loveliness had finally descended and made his dreams come true. Two wonderful and utterly large mounds of joy, topped with pink
nubs, had swayed back and forth hypnotically as they came closer and closer, growing larger and larger to his vision. 'I will never doubt you again,
my Lord'.
-SQUEEZE-
"It's so cute, Ichigo," Uzume exclaimed, hugging the stuffed animal to her bare bosom.
"Lemme have that," Ichigo asked sharply.
"But why?" Uzume asked, confused as she squeezed her arms, burying the doll deeper into the crevice, and it took Ichigo nearly all he could to
keep the task at hand and not notice the details.
"Please?" he asked as his eyes twitched and with that he yanked the doll out of her arms and quickly walked out the door and closed it quickly
behind him.
"OoooooOOOoohhhhhhhhhh Ichigo......," Kon moaned, dazed. "I... have... seen the top of the mountain.... and it was good."
"I'm not gonna ask why you were in there, but I'm sure Yuzu would love to sleep with Bostov tonight!," he growled out.
"Totally worth it."
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Meanwhile....
Karin stared blankly at the ceiling of her bedroom, her mind still a whirl with thoughts of the new 'friend' that Ichigo had brought home. She seemed
nice enough and managed to say some of the right things, but even so she couldn't shake the strange feeling of something being off.
Still... she was adapting to the new woman in Ichi-nii's life better than her roommate seemed to.
Turning to her side, she held back a chuckle as she caught a glimpse of Yuzu sitting at their vanity mirror, giving her reflection a hard glare. While
Karin was suspicious of this Uzume, Yuzu was quickly growing to hate the mystery girl and was starting to make no secret of it. And while she
could find the humor in her younger sister's complex about their brother it was starting to get out of hand.
Yuzu seemed to notice her twin sister's gaze upon her in the mirror. Exasperated, she turned to her and sighed. "What?"
Karin simply raised her eyebrows, tactfully not chiding her for her impatience.
"What, damn it?"
Oh, she was pissed.
She shrugged with one shoulder. "Just thinking."
Yuzu closed her eyes, "What about?"
"Like you don't know," Karin snorted. "I'll give you a hint, it's that girl Ichi-nii bought back with him."
Her sister's eyes opened and an irritated scowl graced her face, "Stupid hussy... what does Ichi-nii see in her anyway?" she muttered irritably.
"Well I could think of two things," Karin replied, earning her sister's ire. Karin simply smirked in response, "Oh relax would ya? We know Ichi-nii's
not like that."
"Of course not!" Yuzu cried, fists clenched in anger. "It has to be some sort of spell or something that girl has Ichi-nii under!"
"Oh now you're just being dramatic," Karin sighed as she turned away from her sister.
"I am not!" Yuzu pouted. "There's no other reasonable explanation for Ichi-nii to be so interested in a girl like that!"
"Well, he IS a teenager y'know," Karin pointed out.
"You know what I mean," Yuzu growled.
"Point," Karin agreed. She frowned as she continued, "Still... Tatsuki did vouch for her. That has to mean something."
Yuzu's scowl only deepened at her twins words. "It could mean that she's a good con-artist."
"Geez," Karin groaned. "Could you dial the jealousy down a notch or two sis?"
"I AM NOT JEALOUS!" Yuzu cried out.
"Yeah, whatever," Karin waved her sister off. "Just so you know incest is, in fact, not the best. No matter what those net pervs say."
"That's disgusting, Karin-chan." Yuzu muttered.
"And that's denial, Yuzu-chan. Funny how that works isn't it?"
"Oh shut up," Yuzu growled. "I don't know why I bother with you sometimes."
"It's that whole twin mind wave thing," Karin snarked.
"Oh thanks for clearing that up," Yuzu replied as she stood up from the vanity mirror. "Now if you'll excuse me, I got something I need to check on."
"And that would be?" Karin asked.
"Making sure our soon-to-be roommate has the... proper Kurosaki greeting."
Karin rolled her eyes as her sister made no effort to hide the malice in her voice. This promised to be a train wreck of epic proportions. 'So much
for sleep,' she thought irritably. 'Well if I play sleep I can fall back on plausible denyability when this blows up in her face.'
Meanwhile Yuzu chuckled darkly as she stood near the door to their room, her grand and evil plan that was sure to work and not at all blow up in her
face was forming. It was all so simple that there was no way it couldn't work. A quick snipe to the older girl's knees, a pillow over her head to keep
her discombobulated while she trapped her in the closet. The clearly evil girl would be quickly cowered by her incredible efforts and after she
demanded she release her hold on Ichi-nii, peace could once more be restored to the Kurosaki house hold.
Yuzu giggled once more. Easy win. Who knew that such a reckless technique their father used could be used on someone who clearly deserved
it? She would have to thank him later. After that she would devise a way to keep Ichigo in Karakura for schooling.
It was all about priorities after all.
'I can see it all now,' she thought as her chuckling grew all the more.
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Imagination-land...
Yuzu smiled as she found herself enveloped in her brother's arms. He was smiling warmly as they stood in the kitchen area, and he had finished
telling her his grand surprise. "You found a college near home?" Yuzu cried in surprise. "That's wonderful Ichi-nii!"
"It is Yuzu-chan," Ichigo nodded as he smiled warmly down upon his sister. "Now we'll never have to part. I can stay in Karakura forever."
"I'm so happy for you Ichi-nii," Yuzu sighed deliriously as she snuggled into Ichigo's chest. "You've manged to balance your priorities and not leave
me... I mean us all alone!"
"I know," Ichigo agreed as he hugged her tighter. "Not to mention thanks to you I was freed from that top heavy hussy! I owe you so much
Yuzu-chan!"
"Think nothing of it, Ichi-nii!" Yuzu chirped as her cheeks turned slightly red from his praise.
"I'm sorry I put you all through such trying times," Ichigo sadly replied as he ran a hand affectionately through her hair. "How could I ever make it up to
you?"
Yuzu reached up and pulled Ichigo's head down towards her, "I can think of a few ways..."
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...WOW...
Yuzu chuckled, her shoulders shaking up and down as a wide smile crossed her face.
Karin sighed and rolled her eyes, not sure if she should voice how much her sister is resembling their father right about now. Seriously, they were in
junior high now, it was cute when they were kids, but that she still hasn't outgrown her brocom tendencies was getting to be more than a little worrisome.
Yuzu began to chuckle a little louder, her head rolling back a bit.
Ok, very very worrisome...
Yuzu was unaware of her elder twin's worry as her fantasy continued, and just as she was getting to the point were Ichigo was complimenting her
recent growth she heard a creaking sounds approach their room. Slapping a hand over her mouth, her eyes narrowed as she pulled a chair near the
door and quickly grabbed a pillow case. Standing atop the chair she made a shushing sound to Karin, who simply groaned in response.
Yuzu simply shrugged at her twin's nonchalant response before giggling as the creaking got all the closer to her door. Soon she wouldn't have time
to fantasize about being rid of the girl. Because soon, that hussy would be out of the Kurosaki home and Ichi-nii's life for good! She did her best to
stifle her grin when she heard a knock at her door.
"It's o~pen!" she spoke in a pleasant tone.
The door knob turned.
Yuzu rose her pillowcase over her head.
The door creaked open.
"Gotcha!" Yuzu cried as she lowered her arms, the pillowcase going over the newcomer's head.
Silence.
Until...
"What are you doing," a semi annoyed Ichigo asked.
"I-I-I-ICHI-NII?!?" Yuzu cried in surprise. "W-W-What are you doing here?!?"
Ichigo pulled off the pillowcase and looked down at Yuzu, frowning. "And why," he started, "are you throwing this around?" He held out the
pillowcase to her.
"Y-y-you answer my question first!" Yuzu responded.
"Here," he said, holding out Kon to her. "You left Bostov in my room."
"Huh?," Yuzu asked before she looked down at Ichigo's extended hands and a rosy smile blossomed on her face, "Bostov!!!" She chirped as joy
suddenly filled her face.
"Thought you might like it, he looked pretty lonely in my room," he said, growling the last part out. He then placed his hand on her head and gave an
affectionate rub. "I figure he'd like it in here with you tonight better." With that, he turned, dropping the pillowcase off to the side. "Night, Yuzu,
'night Karin."
And with that he closed their door behind him. Yuzu giggled in contentment as she hugged Kon to her chest, "I've missed you Bostov."
"And what about your flawless plan?" Karin asked as she continued to lay motionless.
Yuzu blinked before her smile was replaced with her scowl, "That's right!" She placed Kon down on the vanity table and rolled up her pajama sleeves,
glaring at her bedroom door. "That top heavy hussy still hasn't shown up yet!"
"Oh relax," Karin drowsy replied. The long day finally catching up to her. She yawned, "I mean... it's not like she's in Ichi-nii's room right?"
"What was that?" Yuzu squeaked. But all she could do was frown as she heard her elder twin lightly snore, knowing that the dark haired twin was
all but out of it. She frowned, now alone with her thoughts. 'She's kidding.' she reasoned to herself. 'Ichi-nii's not the type to fall for a tricky girl like
that right?'
Unconsciously, Yuzu's fingers flexed like claws. Of course Ichigo wasn't the type to insist that such a floozy sleep with him. But...
But considering how she had her dad wrapped around her little finger...
She paled slightly as her imagination began to play out.
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Someone has a dirty mind...
The moonlight shone on the Kurosaki clinic, gently bathing the home/hospital in its white light. The home itself was rather dark save for a lone room
on the second floor. While this in itself was a little out of the ordinary, It was nothing that warranted further investigation. If one would have
investigated further, they would have found this to be the room of the eldest child of the Kurosaki family that was illuminated in artificial
light. Further investigation would also find that an odd sight.
"We... we shouldn't be doing this," Ichigo muttered, arms held outstretched in a warding gesture.
One Kurosaki Ichigo, backing slowly away from a rather curvaceous woman with clearly dark and impure intentions. Her brown eyes filled with lust
and desire, and her every movement oozed with malicious sexual intentions, and she was clad only in white cotton panties. Ichigo continued to
back away from the buxom woman in his room, until the back of his foot hit his bed frame, and he fell over onto the bed. The woman grinned and
pounced atop of him, and Ichigo whimpered as the woman traced his chest with her fingers.
"Shhh." Her warm, low seductive voice said reaching his ear. "Don't think." The hand moved downward, and he shivered when Uzume's fingers
brushed over his chest. "Don't be afraid."
"But.. but my sister..." he tried to protest.
"Oh don't worry," Uzume giggled darkly as she ripped his shirt off his chest. "I'll be sure she hears you screaming my name."
"No, wait stop! This is rape! Yuzu, save meeeeeeeeeeeee!," Ichigo cried as Uzume pulled at his pants, laughing maniacally.
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...What.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!" Yuzu cried. "Don't worry Ichi-nii!! I'll protect your virginity!" Her eyes shining in determination, Yuzu ran out of her room
determined to stop the evil woman from harming her dear elder brother. When she made it to the room, she paused slightly as she saw the door
ajar. She nodded as she snuck up to the cracked open door, "Right then. It's time to get rid of you hussy!"
Her eyes widened as she made it to the door, and she froze. 'W-W-W-W-WHAT THE HECK IS SHE WEARING?!?' she thought as she stared at
Uzume in shock. At the most, it covered her no-no bits and nothing else. 'SHE'S GONNA VIOLATE ICHI-NII!!'
She blinked as she felt a large hand upon her shoulder. She turned to find Isshin smiling warmly down on her. "D-Daddy?"
"I sensed you were in need of assistance, Yuzu-chan." He gave Yuzu a thumbs up as he continued, "What's say you and I team up and take down
the enemy in your dear brother's room, eh?"
Yuzu's eyes widened at the presented opportunity, "Really, daddy?"
"Of course!" He chirped. "With you at my side, there's no opponent we can't overcome!"
Yuzu nodded in agreement, "Right!" She grinned in determination as she turned to Ichigo's door once more. "We'll show that girl who's house this
is!" Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt a sudden pinch at the base of her neck. "Wha-" was all she was able to get out before she fell towards
the floor.
"And that takes care of that," Isshin muttered, catching his daughter well before she hit the ground. "I hope the boy appreciates this honeymoon I'm
giving him."
He chuckled softly as he cradled Yuzu's unconscious form to his chest. "Now my dear little one, it's past time for good and cute little daughters to go
to bed. After all, the later up they stay the more chances they have to turn into delinquents!"
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Ichigo mumbled a bit under his breath as he reentered his room and found Uzume waiting for him in a pink silk robe and felt his mouth go dry. The
front was loosely tied together, with a bit of cleavage and the teddy she wore underneath exposed. The robe ended just below her crotch, her bosom
large enough that it pulled up the short fabric slightly more than intended and gave him a wonderful view of her long legs as they reached the floor.
He then knew when she walked her robe would tease him with far too quick glimpses of her panties, should she be wearing any. Her hair now fell
loosely behind her, the band that kept her ponytail in place now discarded. It would've been a perfect image had she not had her arms crossed and a
pout on her face.
"Was that really necessary Ichigo?"
"What was?" Really, he didn't have a clue.
"Your stuffed animal. It's not so bad that you own one."
"Stuffed animal?" Oh yeah, Kon. "He just...had to go," he explained as best she could.
She giggled, bringing her hand to her mouth. "So we could have complete privacy? That's very sweet of you, Ichigo, but I don't think a stuffed animal
would be too much in the way," she said as she then sauntered to him, her hips swaying with a bit of an exaggerated motion with each step.
"You really don...," he trailed off as indeed his eyesight went south and confirmed that it was definitely a tease and that she was indeed not going
commando. He blushed as he slowly moved back a bit. "Uzume," he said as he then tried to look at anything other than her but stopped as her
arms came up and went over his shoulders and pulled him to her, body pressing against his. With that he found himself staring into her shining
brown eyes that did all they could to convey her love to him.
"Yes," she asked.
"I, uh," he gulped. "What are you.."
She smiled. "You promised."
"I...what?"
"At the train station. A kiss?"
"Uh, yeah...but, didn't we do that earlier?"
"Doesn't count, that was a demonstration," she explained holding a finger up as she she smiled at him. "This is between just us." With that, she
tiptoed up to him and her arms tightened and he lowered in response and their lips met.
Kissing was something Ichigo was slowly gaining some experience in, as no visit had ended without at least one passing between them. All initiated
by Uzume, of course. As confused as this girl had made him and still made him, over the months he had admitted privately to himself that it was
something that he had come to like and to which a more primal part of him hoped she initiated more often as she was doing now.
The primal part was now beginning to win out over his more logic centered mind. So much now that he took no notice of her wings as he lost himself
in the sensation, his own arms encircling her to hold her close.
After a long but all to short moment he dazedly opened his eyes and a part of himself found that he was slowly being led backwards and blinked to
find himself at the edge of his bed. "U-Uzume," he breathed, his higher functions still in the process of rebooting.
"Shh," she quieted him, and he found himself sitting and looking up at her, some of her hair spilling over him.
With that, her robe fell.
And with that his higher functions ceased with what she was wearing and her proximity. It was funny. She had modeled for him and she had paraded
a few times nude. Those had been shockers and had incited his embarrassment greatly but, he had, as said earlier, gotten somewhat used to it in
that he wasn't quite as bashful about it now. But those times had been at Izumo, and Uzume, mindful of Miya, had kept a bit of distance should the
landlady decide on an impromptu visit and ruin things.
Being here, she had no such restraints and was able to convey her love as she wished, and her kiss and proximity had crashed his mind when the
robe dropped, exposing the teddy negligee underneath with her low cut tie-on panties. It was then that she brought him to her as she held him,
completely and utterly content as her head laid upon his.
Ichigo twitched, only being able to register her warmth, softness, and the sweet scent she wore. So lost now that he never felt his back hit the bed
as she gently moved to straddle him as she leaned down to kiss him once more.
She moaned as the kiss deepened and she began to slowly grind her hips with his.
And with that wonderful sensation, his mind suddenly snapped back into the game as logic blared its alarm and began to beat back those primal
instincts.
"U-Uzume" he began, trying to regain some control as all sorts of new sensations threatened to overwhelm him as he registered how she was
straddling him. Worse off was that as he opened his eyes he could see her leaning over him. Her left strap of her teddy and fallen to the side of her
arm, enough to expose more of her left breast and areola as a hardened nipple did its best to hold the fabric from covering it back up.
"Yes, Ichigo," she breathed, ready for whatever he wanted.
"Wa-wait," he gulped.
She blinked as she processed that. "What?"
"Uzume, wait," he finally got out stronger and his hands rose to gently take a hold of her shoulders and softly held them.
"I-Ichigo," she asked, confused.
"Its...I'm....I'm not ready, Uzume," he got out.
"Ichigo?," she asked again, a bit of hurt in her voice.
"I'm...I'm sorry," he breathed heavily, gathering enough air to regain his control. "It's...it's just too soon." About to move, he stunned her by bringing
her close to hug her. "I'm sorry," he said again. After a moment, he got out from under her as he went to turn the lights off and came back to his bed.
In the darkened room he knew Uzume was sitting and waited for him, and that the spell that both had been under a moment ago had been shattered.
Honestly feeling guilty, he sat down on the bed next to her, and hesitantly put an arm over her and pulled her in for a side hug.
"I...I-I wanted to have our wedding night," she said, and he knew she had tears in her eyes.
"Yeah I..I know. But I'm... Like I said before, this is still all too new to me; this whole Sekirei business. I've never...I've never done this...and.. I still
don't know what my feelings are exactly."
She leaned her head against his shoulder and nuzzled him, and with his eyes adjusting to he darkness he couldn't make out her face, as her hair
had fallen forward and was covering most of it. "I'm..," Uzume started, "I'm sorry."
"It's ok," he said, now almost fully in control. With that, he admitted something he was positive he'd never quite say aloud. "I liked it."
"Huh?"
"I liked it, a lot Uzume."
"You did?"
"Yeah."
"Then, why...?"
He closed his eyes and opened them, staring off into the wall and door ahead. 'I'm yours. Body. Mind. Soul', she had told him several months ago.
As prudish as he was, those particular implications were evident in his mind. And she was his, it also responded. She's a person, not a toy, another
part vehemently proclaimed.
"I just... I want... I need to know if what I feel is real... before I...," he trailed off and she looked at him agape.
"Ichigo," she whispered., stunned at his implications.
'I don't want to think of you as something to be used', his mind supplied but didn't reach his lips, the adrenaline now long gone and the day quickly
catching up with him.
"Thank you, Ichigo," she whispered to him as they both moved to lay on the bed as comfortable as they could with him laying on his side.
Ichigo took a deep breath, fighting back the disappointment that a large part of him felt. Steadying his breath he looked at her as she gazed back at
him, wiping an eye. His thoughts turned back to earlier as he remembered that new wrinkle she had mentioned when talking with his friends. If she
loses, she'll be gone. Forever. He frowned in the dark, memories of losing a loved one long ago coming to fore. Making a decision he stunned
Uzume anew as his arm reached out and wrapped around her and pulled her close.
"Ich-Ichigo," she breathed and blushed hard, as almost if what might have happened a few moments ago never came across. With that, his arm
reached over to pull the blanket over both of them and again layed his arm over her, holding her and keeping her close. She looked at him, his eyes
now closed and felt his breathing become more calm. She kissed his cheek and snuggled closer.
"Goodnight, Ichigo."
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End Chapter Two
Besides, it's not like the girl's been standing still. She is a martial artist, and with her abilities, would strive to improve in that arena. It's just something we won't be going into detail at this point, if at all.
In any case... final part is a go.
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Back at Club Kurosaki...
"BOHAHAHA!!!"
Ichigo let out an irritated sigh as he and Uzume sat on the couch, cuddled up on his shoulder and munching popcorn as the cheesy trumpets
swelled dramatically, the announcer shouted his fool head off, and the crowd gathered went wild as Don Kanonji made his grand appearance.
'Oh god,' he groaned as Kanonji landed. 'It's as bad as ever.'
-How goes it my little babies?! It's time once again to hear the whispers of the spirits this week!! BOHAHAHA!!!-
"BOHAHAHA!!!" Cried Isshin and Yuzu at the TV, crossing their arms and making their hands into claws.
"Ugh," Ichigo groaned. "I still can't believe you still watch that idiot."
Uzume turned her head and looked up at her Ashikabi, "Oh you don't like this show Ichigo? I think it's kind of fun."
"You wouldn't think that if you met the guy," He replied.
Uzume blinked, "Really?" she asked.
Yuzu turned and gave a small glare to Ichigo, "Don't be like that, Ichi-nii!! Don Kanonji's awesome!!"
Back in the kitchen, Karin nodded slightly at her twin's statement. "Yeah Ichi-nii... he's not that bad. You know he means well."
"Eh," Ichigo shrugged, not feeling like agreeing at the moment. "You're just saying that 'cause he made you Karakura Red."
Karin blanched at Ichigo's words, "H-how'd you know that?!"
"I didn't," Ichigo admitted. "I just heard from someone how you girls knew him. But it sounds like something he'd do."
"Hey wait," Uzume cut in. "You all know him?"
Ichigo nodded, "He came here for an exorcism a couple of years ago. I met him during the event."
"How interesting... I never knew you met someone famous," gasped Uzume, her eyes wide.
"Trust me when I say that I wish I didn't," he groaned.
The rest of the show went without incident after that. Uzume was skeptical of the spiritual elements, but did think that the man was a great
showman. If Yuzu was any indication, he was a great source of fun for the children at least. Maybe Ichigo was just to cynical for his own
good?
It mattered not as the show wrapped up with another successful exorcism and the announcer asking the audience to tune in next week. Isshin
stood up and turned off the television and smiled at the gathered family, "Ok girls it's bedtime. You all have school tomorrow y'know."
Yuzu and Karin nodded as they stood and walked towards the stairs. Uzume noticed Karin punch at the air randomly for a moment, giving the girl a
puzzled look before disregarding it and looking up at Ichigo expectantly.
Ichigo found himself trapped in her gaze and let out a resigned sigh, "What are you looking at me like that for?" he asked.
"You know why," Uzume answered. "It's bedtime."
"Yeah, so?" he asked.
"So let's go to bed," Uzume answered.
Ichigo rolled his eyes, "And just who's bed do you think you're goin' to?"
"Yours, boy," another voice proclaimed.
Ichigo turned to his father and growled irritably, "You stay outta this old man."
"Now, now, my son," Isshin began as he walked towards the pair. "There's no need to be like that. The girls will soon be asleep, so it's fine for a
married couple such as yourself to let your feelings play out."
"Hold up," Ichigo began, his heartbeat quickening at what the old man was implying. "How do you figure we're married old man?"
"It's simple," Isshin answered. "Because I have accepted Uzume-chan as my fourth daughter and for that to happen this time, you'd have to be
married. So you're married, simple as that."
"Makes sense to me," Uzume piped in.
"Of course it would," Ichigo deadpanned.
"Don't be like that Ichigo," Isshin continued as he grabbed Uzume's bags. "You should be happy that you have such a progressive thinking father in
your life that would allow you to send the night with your bride."
"Yeah right," Ichigo growled as he and Uzume stood up. "What the hell kind of dad let's his son sleep with a girl he hardly knows?"
"An awesome one, that's who." Isshin answered.
"That's debatable," Ichigo sighed out. "What's your deal anyway old man? Why can't she sleep with Yuzu and Karin?"
"A woman doesn't spend the night in her future sister-in-laws room when their fiancee's sleeping alone!" Isshin stated matter of factually giving Ichigo a
patronizing look.
'Oh that is such BULLSHIT,' Ichigo thought.
"You see?" Uzume asked as she once more clutched Ichigo's arm, "Papa's just looking out for you. I don't know why you're being so difficult Ichigo."
"Because he thinks it's cool to be defiant to his dad and that it impresses the chicks," Isshin answered as he walked up the stairs. "But since he
has you, I would have though he would stop with these silly games by now."
"Exactly," Uzume nodded as she smiled up at Ichigo. "Your father is a very wise man, darling. You could learn a thing or two from him."
Ichigo gave Uzume a flat stare, ."... You're both nuts. That's the only reasonable explanation for this madness."
"Now, now Ichigo," Uzume began as she walked up the stairs, tugging Ichigo along with her. "If you're gonna be like that, I won't show you the
surprise I got you last week~!"
He groaned, hoping no one else heard that. "This is gonna be a long night"
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A lone figure laid face first on the desk, bored and lonely as he often wondered if anyone remembered him, aside from Yuzu. She still played with
him, thinking him the toy he appeared to be, but going into middle school had found her discovering new things and he had more often than not been
left behind. The occasional verbal scuffle with Ichigo was all he had left, and it appeared that even that would no longer be the case.
He sighed and found himself missing the 'good ole days'.
It was then that the door swung open, and Ichigo came in along with his father and some bags. Puzzled, Kon was about to get up and ask what was
going on when the heavens opened up and a goddess decided to walk the earth and into his bedroom.
'HooooOOOOooooh', he moaned as his eyes glazed over, taking in this beauty. 'Oh thank you sweet Lord, for you have indeed heard my cries and
have blessed me with this vision of pure heaven. I think perhaps I can die happy now'.
And with that, Isshin had left the room and the current drama continued to unfold. Standing in front of his dresser Ichigo sighed as he pulled out
some sweatpants and went to change before turning around. "Do you mind?," he asked the very much enraptured girl.
"No," she said unabashedly, her eyes all but glowing as she watched.
He pursed his lips and asked, "Please"?
"I've seen you in less," she reminded him.
Turning around to hide his blush he huffed as he quickly got out of his pants and into his sweatpants, pointedly ignoring the disappointed moan
behind him. Getting his shirt off he laid it on his bed and adjusted his t-shirt and turned around. He blinked and then swiftly turned around once
more and palmed his face. "What are you doing?"
"I'm getting changed," replied the nearly nude girl, topless and looked to be standing up and pulling up her panties, bouncing as she came to a stop.
"I have a surprise I was going to show you. And then," she said giggling. "We can play that 'game' we talked about over the phone."
"Game," Ichigo repeated. Several months or so Ichigo would have been raving, but these months with Uzume had somewhat toughened him up on
these surprises, and had given him enough time try to 1) respect her privacy, no matter how much she didn't want it in his case, and 2) If anything,
turning would help him prepare for the seemingly inevitable.
And number three was the small thing of crushing the tiny voice in his head that informed him that he had grown to like it.
Uzume had only changed her panties by that point when something else had caught her eye. "Hey!"
"What?"
"I didn't know you had a stuffed animal!," she exclaimed, momentarily forgetting about the top of the teddy she had in hand, skipping over to his table
and taking hold of the stuffed lion.
"Stuffed ani-," he thought before remembering suddenly, his mouth thinning as his mind began to rage.
For Kon, prayers he had long sent up had been finally answered.
For Heaven had smiled upon him.
-SNIFF-
An utter vision of loveliness had finally descended and made his dreams come true. Two wonderful and utterly large mounds of joy, topped with pink
nubs, had swayed back and forth hypnotically as they came closer and closer, growing larger and larger to his vision. 'I will never doubt you again,
my Lord'.
-SQUEEZE-
"It's so cute, Ichigo," Uzume exclaimed, hugging the stuffed animal to her bare bosom.
"Lemme have that," Ichigo asked sharply.
"But why?" Uzume asked, confused as she squeezed her arms, burying the doll deeper into the crevice, and it took Ichigo nearly all he could to
keep the task at hand and not notice the details.
"Please?" he asked as his eyes twitched and with that he yanked the doll out of her arms and quickly walked out the door and closed it quickly
behind him.
"OoooooOOOoohhhhhhhhhh Ichigo......," Kon moaned, dazed. "I... have... seen the top of the mountain.... and it was good."
"I'm not gonna ask why you were in there, but I'm sure Yuzu would love to sleep with Bostov tonight!," he growled out.
"Totally worth it."
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Meanwhile....
Karin stared blankly at the ceiling of her bedroom, her mind still a whirl with thoughts of the new 'friend' that Ichigo had brought home. She seemed
nice enough and managed to say some of the right things, but even so she couldn't shake the strange feeling of something being off.
Still... she was adapting to the new woman in Ichi-nii's life better than her roommate seemed to.
Turning to her side, she held back a chuckle as she caught a glimpse of Yuzu sitting at their vanity mirror, giving her reflection a hard glare. While
Karin was suspicious of this Uzume, Yuzu was quickly growing to hate the mystery girl and was starting to make no secret of it. And while she
could find the humor in her younger sister's complex about their brother it was starting to get out of hand.
Yuzu seemed to notice her twin sister's gaze upon her in the mirror. Exasperated, she turned to her and sighed. "What?"
Karin simply raised her eyebrows, tactfully not chiding her for her impatience.
"What, damn it?"
Oh, she was pissed.
She shrugged with one shoulder. "Just thinking."
Yuzu closed her eyes, "What about?"
"Like you don't know," Karin snorted. "I'll give you a hint, it's that girl Ichi-nii bought back with him."
Her sister's eyes opened and an irritated scowl graced her face, "Stupid hussy... what does Ichi-nii see in her anyway?" she muttered irritably.
"Well I could think of two things," Karin replied, earning her sister's ire. Karin simply smirked in response, "Oh relax would ya? We know Ichi-nii's
not like that."
"Of course not!" Yuzu cried, fists clenched in anger. "It has to be some sort of spell or something that girl has Ichi-nii under!"
"Oh now you're just being dramatic," Karin sighed as she turned away from her sister.
"I am not!" Yuzu pouted. "There's no other reasonable explanation for Ichi-nii to be so interested in a girl like that!"
"Well, he IS a teenager y'know," Karin pointed out.
"You know what I mean," Yuzu growled.
"Point," Karin agreed. She frowned as she continued, "Still... Tatsuki did vouch for her. That has to mean something."
Yuzu's scowl only deepened at her twins words. "It could mean that she's a good con-artist."
"Geez," Karin groaned. "Could you dial the jealousy down a notch or two sis?"
"I AM NOT JEALOUS!" Yuzu cried out.
"Yeah, whatever," Karin waved her sister off. "Just so you know incest is, in fact, not the best. No matter what those net pervs say."
"That's disgusting, Karin-chan." Yuzu muttered.
"And that's denial, Yuzu-chan. Funny how that works isn't it?"
"Oh shut up," Yuzu growled. "I don't know why I bother with you sometimes."
"It's that whole twin mind wave thing," Karin snarked.
"Oh thanks for clearing that up," Yuzu replied as she stood up from the vanity mirror. "Now if you'll excuse me, I got something I need to check on."
"And that would be?" Karin asked.
"Making sure our soon-to-be roommate has the... proper Kurosaki greeting."
Karin rolled her eyes as her sister made no effort to hide the malice in her voice. This promised to be a train wreck of epic proportions. 'So much
for sleep,' she thought irritably. 'Well if I play sleep I can fall back on plausible denyability when this blows up in her face.'
Meanwhile Yuzu chuckled darkly as she stood near the door to their room, her grand and evil plan that was sure to work and not at all blow up in her
face was forming. It was all so simple that there was no way it couldn't work. A quick snipe to the older girl's knees, a pillow over her head to keep
her discombobulated while she trapped her in the closet. The clearly evil girl would be quickly cowered by her incredible efforts and after she
demanded she release her hold on Ichi-nii, peace could once more be restored to the Kurosaki house hold.
Yuzu giggled once more. Easy win. Who knew that such a reckless technique their father used could be used on someone who clearly deserved
it? She would have to thank him later. After that she would devise a way to keep Ichigo in Karakura for schooling.
It was all about priorities after all.
'I can see it all now,' she thought as her chuckling grew all the more.
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Imagination-land...
Yuzu smiled as she found herself enveloped in her brother's arms. He was smiling warmly as they stood in the kitchen area, and he had finished
telling her his grand surprise. "You found a college near home?" Yuzu cried in surprise. "That's wonderful Ichi-nii!"
"It is Yuzu-chan," Ichigo nodded as he smiled warmly down upon his sister. "Now we'll never have to part. I can stay in Karakura forever."
"I'm so happy for you Ichi-nii," Yuzu sighed deliriously as she snuggled into Ichigo's chest. "You've manged to balance your priorities and not leave
me... I mean us all alone!"
"I know," Ichigo agreed as he hugged her tighter. "Not to mention thanks to you I was freed from that top heavy hussy! I owe you so much
Yuzu-chan!"
"Think nothing of it, Ichi-nii!" Yuzu chirped as her cheeks turned slightly red from his praise.
"I'm sorry I put you all through such trying times," Ichigo sadly replied as he ran a hand affectionately through her hair. "How could I ever make it up to
you?"
Yuzu reached up and pulled Ichigo's head down towards her, "I can think of a few ways..."
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...WOW...
Yuzu chuckled, her shoulders shaking up and down as a wide smile crossed her face.
Karin sighed and rolled her eyes, not sure if she should voice how much her sister is resembling their father right about now. Seriously, they were in
junior high now, it was cute when they were kids, but that she still hasn't outgrown her brocom tendencies was getting to be more than a little worrisome.
Yuzu began to chuckle a little louder, her head rolling back a bit.
Ok, very very worrisome...
Yuzu was unaware of her elder twin's worry as her fantasy continued, and just as she was getting to the point were Ichigo was complimenting her
recent growth she heard a creaking sounds approach their room. Slapping a hand over her mouth, her eyes narrowed as she pulled a chair near the
door and quickly grabbed a pillow case. Standing atop the chair she made a shushing sound to Karin, who simply groaned in response.
Yuzu simply shrugged at her twin's nonchalant response before giggling as the creaking got all the closer to her door. Soon she wouldn't have time
to fantasize about being rid of the girl. Because soon, that hussy would be out of the Kurosaki home and Ichi-nii's life for good! She did her best to
stifle her grin when she heard a knock at her door.
"It's o~pen!" she spoke in a pleasant tone.
The door knob turned.
Yuzu rose her pillowcase over her head.
The door creaked open.
"Gotcha!" Yuzu cried as she lowered her arms, the pillowcase going over the newcomer's head.
Silence.
Until...
"What are you doing," a semi annoyed Ichigo asked.
"I-I-I-ICHI-NII?!?" Yuzu cried in surprise. "W-W-What are you doing here?!?"
Ichigo pulled off the pillowcase and looked down at Yuzu, frowning. "And why," he started, "are you throwing this around?" He held out the
pillowcase to her.
"Y-y-you answer my question first!" Yuzu responded.
"Here," he said, holding out Kon to her. "You left Bostov in my room."
"Huh?," Yuzu asked before she looked down at Ichigo's extended hands and a rosy smile blossomed on her face, "Bostov!!!" She chirped as joy
suddenly filled her face.
"Thought you might like it, he looked pretty lonely in my room," he said, growling the last part out. He then placed his hand on her head and gave an
affectionate rub. "I figure he'd like it in here with you tonight better." With that, he turned, dropping the pillowcase off to the side. "Night, Yuzu,
'night Karin."
And with that he closed their door behind him. Yuzu giggled in contentment as she hugged Kon to her chest, "I've missed you Bostov."
"And what about your flawless plan?" Karin asked as she continued to lay motionless.
Yuzu blinked before her smile was replaced with her scowl, "That's right!" She placed Kon down on the vanity table and rolled up her pajama sleeves,
glaring at her bedroom door. "That top heavy hussy still hasn't shown up yet!"
"Oh relax," Karin drowsy replied. The long day finally catching up to her. She yawned, "I mean... it's not like she's in Ichi-nii's room right?"
"What was that?" Yuzu squeaked. But all she could do was frown as she heard her elder twin lightly snore, knowing that the dark haired twin was
all but out of it. She frowned, now alone with her thoughts. 'She's kidding.' she reasoned to herself. 'Ichi-nii's not the type to fall for a tricky girl like
that right?'
Unconsciously, Yuzu's fingers flexed like claws. Of course Ichigo wasn't the type to insist that such a floozy sleep with him. But...
But considering how she had her dad wrapped around her little finger...
She paled slightly as her imagination began to play out.
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Someone has a dirty mind...
The moonlight shone on the Kurosaki clinic, gently bathing the home/hospital in its white light. The home itself was rather dark save for a lone room
on the second floor. While this in itself was a little out of the ordinary, It was nothing that warranted further investigation. If one would have
investigated further, they would have found this to be the room of the eldest child of the Kurosaki family that was illuminated in artificial
light. Further investigation would also find that an odd sight.
"We... we shouldn't be doing this," Ichigo muttered, arms held outstretched in a warding gesture.
One Kurosaki Ichigo, backing slowly away from a rather curvaceous woman with clearly dark and impure intentions. Her brown eyes filled with lust
and desire, and her every movement oozed with malicious sexual intentions, and she was clad only in white cotton panties. Ichigo continued to
back away from the buxom woman in his room, until the back of his foot hit his bed frame, and he fell over onto the bed. The woman grinned and
pounced atop of him, and Ichigo whimpered as the woman traced his chest with her fingers.
"Shhh." Her warm, low seductive voice said reaching his ear. "Don't think." The hand moved downward, and he shivered when Uzume's fingers
brushed over his chest. "Don't be afraid."
"But.. but my sister..." he tried to protest.
"Oh don't worry," Uzume giggled darkly as she ripped his shirt off his chest. "I'll be sure she hears you screaming my name."
"No, wait stop! This is rape! Yuzu, save meeeeeeeeeeeee!," Ichigo cried as Uzume pulled at his pants, laughing maniacally.
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...What.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!" Yuzu cried. "Don't worry Ichi-nii!! I'll protect your virginity!" Her eyes shining in determination, Yuzu ran out of her room
determined to stop the evil woman from harming her dear elder brother. When she made it to the room, she paused slightly as she saw the door
ajar. She nodded as she snuck up to the cracked open door, "Right then. It's time to get rid of you hussy!"
Her eyes widened as she made it to the door, and she froze. 'W-W-W-W-WHAT THE HECK IS SHE WEARING?!?' she thought as she stared at
Uzume in shock. At the most, it covered her no-no bits and nothing else. 'SHE'S GONNA VIOLATE ICHI-NII!!'
She blinked as she felt a large hand upon her shoulder. She turned to find Isshin smiling warmly down on her. "D-Daddy?"
"I sensed you were in need of assistance, Yuzu-chan." He gave Yuzu a thumbs up as he continued, "What's say you and I team up and take down
the enemy in your dear brother's room, eh?"
Yuzu's eyes widened at the presented opportunity, "Really, daddy?"
"Of course!" He chirped. "With you at my side, there's no opponent we can't overcome!"
Yuzu nodded in agreement, "Right!" She grinned in determination as she turned to Ichigo's door once more. "We'll show that girl who's house this
is!" Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt a sudden pinch at the base of her neck. "Wha-" was all she was able to get out before she fell towards
the floor.
"And that takes care of that," Isshin muttered, catching his daughter well before she hit the ground. "I hope the boy appreciates this honeymoon I'm
giving him."
He chuckled softly as he cradled Yuzu's unconscious form to his chest. "Now my dear little one, it's past time for good and cute little daughters to go
to bed. After all, the later up they stay the more chances they have to turn into delinquents!"
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Ichigo mumbled a bit under his breath as he reentered his room and found Uzume waiting for him in a pink silk robe and felt his mouth go dry. The
front was loosely tied together, with a bit of cleavage and the teddy she wore underneath exposed. The robe ended just below her crotch, her bosom
large enough that it pulled up the short fabric slightly more than intended and gave him a wonderful view of her long legs as they reached the floor.
He then knew when she walked her robe would tease him with far too quick glimpses of her panties, should she be wearing any. Her hair now fell
loosely behind her, the band that kept her ponytail in place now discarded. It would've been a perfect image had she not had her arms crossed and a
pout on her face.
"Was that really necessary Ichigo?"
"What was?" Really, he didn't have a clue.
"Your stuffed animal. It's not so bad that you own one."
"Stuffed animal?" Oh yeah, Kon. "He just...had to go," he explained as best she could.
She giggled, bringing her hand to her mouth. "So we could have complete privacy? That's very sweet of you, Ichigo, but I don't think a stuffed animal
would be too much in the way," she said as she then sauntered to him, her hips swaying with a bit of an exaggerated motion with each step.
"You really don...," he trailed off as indeed his eyesight went south and confirmed that it was definitely a tease and that she was indeed not going
commando. He blushed as he slowly moved back a bit. "Uzume," he said as he then tried to look at anything other than her but stopped as her
arms came up and went over his shoulders and pulled him to her, body pressing against his. With that he found himself staring into her shining
brown eyes that did all they could to convey her love to him.
"Yes," she asked.
"I, uh," he gulped. "What are you.."
She smiled. "You promised."
"I...what?"
"At the train station. A kiss?"
"Uh, yeah...but, didn't we do that earlier?"
"Doesn't count, that was a demonstration," she explained holding a finger up as she she smiled at him. "This is between just us." With that, she
tiptoed up to him and her arms tightened and he lowered in response and their lips met.
Kissing was something Ichigo was slowly gaining some experience in, as no visit had ended without at least one passing between them. All initiated
by Uzume, of course. As confused as this girl had made him and still made him, over the months he had admitted privately to himself that it was
something that he had come to like and to which a more primal part of him hoped she initiated more often as she was doing now.
The primal part was now beginning to win out over his more logic centered mind. So much now that he took no notice of her wings as he lost himself
in the sensation, his own arms encircling her to hold her close.
After a long but all to short moment he dazedly opened his eyes and a part of himself found that he was slowly being led backwards and blinked to
find himself at the edge of his bed. "U-Uzume," he breathed, his higher functions still in the process of rebooting.
"Shh," she quieted him, and he found himself sitting and looking up at her, some of her hair spilling over him.
With that, her robe fell.
And with that his higher functions ceased with what she was wearing and her proximity. It was funny. She had modeled for him and she had paraded
a few times nude. Those had been shockers and had incited his embarrassment greatly but, he had, as said earlier, gotten somewhat used to it in
that he wasn't quite as bashful about it now. But those times had been at Izumo, and Uzume, mindful of Miya, had kept a bit of distance should the
landlady decide on an impromptu visit and ruin things.
Being here, she had no such restraints and was able to convey her love as she wished, and her kiss and proximity had crashed his mind when the
robe dropped, exposing the teddy negligee underneath with her low cut tie-on panties. It was then that she brought him to her as she held him,
completely and utterly content as her head laid upon his.
Ichigo twitched, only being able to register her warmth, softness, and the sweet scent she wore. So lost now that he never felt his back hit the bed
as she gently moved to straddle him as she leaned down to kiss him once more.
She moaned as the kiss deepened and she began to slowly grind her hips with his.
And with that wonderful sensation, his mind suddenly snapped back into the game as logic blared its alarm and began to beat back those primal
instincts.
"U-Uzume" he began, trying to regain some control as all sorts of new sensations threatened to overwhelm him as he registered how she was
straddling him. Worse off was that as he opened his eyes he could see her leaning over him. Her left strap of her teddy and fallen to the side of her
arm, enough to expose more of her left breast and areola as a hardened nipple did its best to hold the fabric from covering it back up.
"Yes, Ichigo," she breathed, ready for whatever he wanted.
"Wa-wait," he gulped.
She blinked as she processed that. "What?"
"Uzume, wait," he finally got out stronger and his hands rose to gently take a hold of her shoulders and softly held them.
"I-Ichigo," she asked, confused.
"Its...I'm....I'm not ready, Uzume," he got out.
"Ichigo?," she asked again, a bit of hurt in her voice.
"I'm...I'm sorry," he breathed heavily, gathering enough air to regain his control. "It's...it's just too soon." About to move, he stunned her by bringing
her close to hug her. "I'm sorry," he said again. After a moment, he got out from under her as he went to turn the lights off and came back to his bed.
In the darkened room he knew Uzume was sitting and waited for him, and that the spell that both had been under a moment ago had been shattered.
Honestly feeling guilty, he sat down on the bed next to her, and hesitantly put an arm over her and pulled her in for a side hug.
"I...I-I wanted to have our wedding night," she said, and he knew she had tears in her eyes.
"Yeah I..I know. But I'm... Like I said before, this is still all too new to me; this whole Sekirei business. I've never...I've never done this...and.. I still
don't know what my feelings are exactly."
She leaned her head against his shoulder and nuzzled him, and with his eyes adjusting to he darkness he couldn't make out her face, as her hair
had fallen forward and was covering most of it. "I'm..," Uzume started, "I'm sorry."
"It's ok," he said, now almost fully in control. With that, he admitted something he was positive he'd never quite say aloud. "I liked it."
"Huh?"
"I liked it, a lot Uzume."
"You did?"
"Yeah."
"Then, why...?"
He closed his eyes and opened them, staring off into the wall and door ahead. 'I'm yours. Body. Mind. Soul', she had told him several months ago.
As prudish as he was, those particular implications were evident in his mind. And she was his, it also responded. She's a person, not a toy, another
part vehemently proclaimed.
"I just... I want... I need to know if what I feel is real... before I...," he trailed off and she looked at him agape.
"Ichigo," she whispered., stunned at his implications.
'I don't want to think of you as something to be used', his mind supplied but didn't reach his lips, the adrenaline now long gone and the day quickly
catching up with him.
"Thank you, Ichigo," she whispered to him as they both moved to lay on the bed as comfortable as they could with him laying on his side.
Ichigo took a deep breath, fighting back the disappointment that a large part of him felt. Steadying his breath he looked at her as she gazed back at
him, wiping an eye. His thoughts turned back to earlier as he remembered that new wrinkle she had mentioned when talking with his friends. If she
loses, she'll be gone. Forever. He frowned in the dark, memories of losing a loved one long ago coming to fore. Making a decision he stunned
Uzume anew as his arm reached out and wrapped around her and pulled her close.
"Ich-Ichigo," she breathed and blushed hard, as almost if what might have happened a few moments ago never came across. With that, his arm
reached over to pull the blanket over both of them and again layed his arm over her, holding her and keeping her close. She looked at him, his eyes
now closed and felt his breathing become more calm. She kissed his cheek and snuggled closer.
"Goodnight, Ichigo."
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End Chapter Two
I liked the balance of comedy & drama. These characters are very endearing, especially Yuzu having to be reigned in by Isshin of all people.
Considering how much time & effort it is taking Uzume to gain a very special place in Ichigo's heart, I wonder how things will go with other Sekirei, if any. I suppose brothers/sisters-in-arms will be the gist of it, especially when the 'game' kicks into high gear.
Considering how much time & effort it is taking Uzume to gain a very special place in Ichigo's heart, I wonder how things will go with other Sekirei, if any. I suppose brothers/sisters-in-arms will be the gist of it, especially when the 'game' kicks into high gear.