Six weeks have pasted since the war with Aizen and everyone’s life has returned to normal. All except Ichigo, after being practically forced into the captain’s seat of Aizen’s old division, he soon found out life, as a captain wasn’t as easy as Kenpachi made it out to be. Not only did he have to catch up on all the paperwork that hadn’t been done since Rukia’s rescue mission, he also had to learn demon magic and pick out a new vice-captain. After Rukia had shot him down saying something about taking over Renji’s position as sixth division lieutenant he was kinda out of options.
Then after spending almost a whole week hunting down a lieutenant he found a possible solution, but then Ukitake just had to go and throw a wrench in his plans. One of the surviving Espada from the war was to be appointed as his lieutenant. At first Ichigo had this horrible feeling that it would be Grimmjow or Ulquiorra, but that was impossible they were dead. But if his luck recently had any effect on his new lieutenant then he was almost one hundred percent sure it would be Grimmjow. But when the time had finally come to reveal his new vice-captain, it was surprisingly a Espada he had never even encountered before and it was anything but an it, (he would never admit it,) but it was a beautiful women. At first he was glad to have such a beautiful woman as his lieutenant, but soon he learnt the peril of having such a beautiful woman as his vice-captain and now for the first time he understood how Toushiro felt, how he really felt.
Well if he was honest Matsumoto had picked up on her duties as vice-captain of late; ever since th heir life threatening injuries, she had changed. How exactly Hitsugaya had survived remained a mystery to everyone. Ichigo hadn’t heard the whole story, but apparently he had had his whole arm cut off during his fight with one of the Espada. But Ichigo just brushed it off all that mattered was that he wasn’t one of the many who had died during the war.
So with his vice-captain not doing any of the paperwork, he was left to do most of it by himself, luckily he had some other members in the division or he would surely drown in the never-ending piles. But if that wasn’t enough he had soon found out that if his newly appointed lieutenant did anything to threaten the peace of Soul Society he would have to kill her.
With all this most people would think that life couldn’t get any worse for the newest Captain in the Gotei thirteen. But as luck would have it, it did. Not only did most of Soul society not trust him due to his hollow powers, they also avoided almost any contact with his division all-together. By now Ichigo was starting to think his life couldn’t get any worse. Looking over at said lieutenant he noticed something very familiar, yet extremely infuriating.
“Halibel! Will you do your work for once!” Ichigo shouted as he looked over to her desk. She wasn’t doing anything as usual, just sitting there. It was clear she didn’t have any intention to mingle with anyone in Soul Society so why was Ukitake forcing her to stay here. She did want to be here and except for himself and a few others no one even spoke one word to her.
“…”No reply.
Ichigo gritted his teeth this wasn’t anything new. She hardly ever spoke. The only time she did was when she had told him her name and other than that only when she corrected him of certain facts. But their was something Ichigo wished he’d stop hearing from her.
“Show me.” Almost to soft to hear, her voice was always calm and perfect, no hesitation. Yet those where the words he wished he’d never hear again for as long as he lived.
“I’ve told you this many times before, there is no way, as in NO WAY! I’ll ever show you! So stop asking already.”
“Show me. Show me the power that took down Aizen.” To say she was obsessed was an understatement.
“Why do you keeping asking me!” Ichigo shouted as he stood up from his desk.
“…” no reply.
Calm down Ichigo. This is normal nothing different. Just relax.
“I’m going out.” And with those last words he stormed out of his office.
Halibel got up and watched him walk away from the office ranting and raving, but she didn’t care she just wanted to see it, his other self. His hollow side, the side she could relate with.
Ichigo was furious and as everyone in his division knew by now, when he was in a bad mood you steered clear of him. No need to make more work for the fourth division now.
“That woman is getting on my last nerve why exactly am I supposed to look after her. I’m not a goddamn babysitter!” Ichigo stopped in is tracks. Did he just shout that out loud? Slowly turning around he found every last member of his division staring at him.
“Don’t you guys have work to do!” He watched them scatter to their workstations and smirked, at least his job had some perks.
After almost an hour of walking Ichigo had calmed down a little, but life was getting to him, the long hours of work and running a whole division, it was all to much. He didn’t know how the other captains handled it.
After another hour of walking he felt ready to head back to the office. After thinking very hard about it he came to the conclusion that even if she didn’t do any of the work at least she didn’t make more work for him well at least not too much.
After few seconds he had reached his office, he was tired and needed to get some sleep, but he was almost sure Halibel was still there doing nothing as usual. As his hand reached the doorknob he heard something unusual, was that laughing he heard. Was Halibel laughing, no way that couldn’t be she didn’t laugh.
Fearing tat the world was about to end in some horrible manner he quickly opened the door, but as soon as he did he wished he hadn’t. Problem number one: his office reeked of booze. Problem number two: one Matsumoto was sitting on a couch (that hadn’t been there before he had left) with both hers and Halibel’s breasts fully exposed, well that wasn’t really a problem, but he wasn’t going let them know that.
“What the hell is going on here?” Ichigo shouted as he half covered his eyes while trying his best not to drool from the beautiful scene before him.
“Ichigo! Whose boobs are bigger?” Matsumoto asked as she made her way towards Ichigo lifting her breasts to make them appear larger.
“Get out! Now!” Ichigo yelled as he forced Matsumoto out of his office as fast as he could.
“But…wait. Ichigo~” Matsumoto’s voice died as Ichigo slammed the huge doors behind her.
“What the hell were you to up to?” Ichigo asked as he tried to catch his breathe. But unfortunately for the first time he saw her and like all soppy romantic love stories go he really saw her, but the sight wasn’t what you would expect.
All the way across her throat were long bones that went down towards her breasts, but then it ended, broken and cracked with a long dark scar running across her breasts where the bone had been clearly broken off. Her lips were full and a light shade of pink that matched her nipples. Simply put she was even more beautiful than before.
Shaking his head he kept repeating to himself that she was a hollow, a monster.
“Kurosaki Ichigo, a human that wasn’t originally even a shinigami. A human that snuck into soul society and fought on par with some of the most powerful shinigami in the Gotei thirteen. Then somehow this same human managed to obtain hollow powers beyond that of the top ranked Espada and then finally. Kurosaki Ichigo, the human who killed Aizen Sousuke. This is who you are, yet this power that you used to defeat Aizen, why won’t you show me?”
Ichigo stood in complete shock he had never heard her speak this much since he had met her and add the effect of her exposed chest; he was pretty much a zombie at his point.
After a few seconds his mind finally started to function as normal again.
“Why is this so important to you?” Ichigo asked making his way over to his desk, making sure not to stare at her.
“…” no reply. Ichigo expected as much, but that’s why her next words surprised him.
“There’s no way you’d understand. Firstly I’ve been taken away from my home and forced to live in this bright place and you have no idea how it feels being so alone. I’m the only surviving Arrancar and alone, but you your like me you to are a hollow.”
“I’m not!” his mind flashed to the memories of his fight with Ulquiorra, a monster, that’s what he was.
“I am!” Her voice was filled with anger, but Ichigo detected something more something different, something he had heard in his own voice so many times in his own, pride.
He looked at her and even though he wasn’t sure why he did it he did. Slowly pulling his hand up to his face he pulled it across, no need to show her his second form, the first would be fine.
Halibel’s eyes widened, she had seen that before, the person who had defeated her had had a similar mask, but his felt different. The pressure was overwhelming her body, power. As simple as that pure power engulfed them as they stood before each other, her emerald eyes looking deep into his bright yellow ones. It excited her that same power that had taken down Grimmjow, but far stronger, but something felt off.
Running her hand along the his mask, she felt his body become rigid under her touch. He was uncomfortable, but she needed to know.
“Show me your resurrection?” She whispered the words into his ear and his eyes grew wide.
Resurrection is that what it is. But how could she know, only Aizen and Ulquiorra have witnessed that monster, except for them, Orihime and Ishida no one else even knows.
Pulling away from her he looked her dead in the eyes as the mask turned to black smoke and disappeared. He felt anger yet confusion at the same time.
“How do you-” Ichigo stopped. He couldn’t even ask.
“We are the same.” Slowly she moved closer to him until her lips touched his. Ichigo froze once again; he hadn’t expected this at all. She was an Espada, an hollow he shouldn’t be doing this. Without warning she slipped her tongue into his mouth and although Ichigo could taste the sake on her tongue, the amazing feeling was far more intoxicating.
Giving into the wonderful pleasure he returned the kiss in full force. The kiss deepened even more and before long they were both lost in the overwhelming pleasure of everything. When they finally broke the kiss Ichigo realised that they weren’t in front of his desk anymore, but instead on the couch (that he couldn’t help wonder were it had come from.) There the two were, Halibel on her back with Ichigo hovering above her, nothing more than a hairs breathe separating there lips.
Finally realizing were this was heading Ichigo pulled himself away, but it was to late, Halibel had him and she wasn’t going to let him go. Griping his shoulders with all the strength she could she forced him into another kiss, and once again Ichigo felt himself give in to her and the pleasure she was offering.
Wrapping her arms around his neck Halibel pulled his body into hers. Ichigo gasped when he felt her soft breasts push against his torso, but that wasn’t what was pulling his attention. Her erect nipples were flush against his bare chest.
Unable to control himself he pulled away and moved his hand along her side until he reached the edge of her breasts and cupped it lightly. It felt heavy in his hand the sheer size alone was more than he thought possible, but this only enticed him more. Giving her breast a hard squeeze he heard a slight squeal of delight come from her. Pulling him into another kiss Halibel’s own hands slowly undid his pants and pushed his coat of his shoulders. Ichigo felt a sudden burst of shyness wash over him, but moved his own hands down to her pants.
Slowly sliding them down his fingers brushed along her legs and Ichigo couldn’t help but realise how soft and firm her skin was yet her legs were also well defined, her muscles toned. He made his way back towards her supple breasts running his hands along her legs as he did, slowly he gave her nipple an experimental flick with his tongue, but Halibel wanted more. Without any warning she pulled his head down into her breast causing his mouth to engulfed her whole nipple. Slowly her grip around his neck loosened as he toyed with her nipple, but Ichigo didn’t know if he could hold out anymore.
Looking up at her he moved up and kissed her once more. When they broke Ichigo eased into her. Halibel’s grip tightened around Ichigo as he entered her, slowly inching his way in, until he was completely buried in her warmth.
Halibel’s sharp nails dug into his back as he moved back and forth, faster and harder with each thrust. A slight moan escaped her lips as Ichigo’s free hand landed on her soft breast. Ichigo heard her moan and pushed harder.
Her perfect voice, completely void of emotion and hesitation. But now it was different, filled wish ecstasy and lust, full of emotion and totally irregular. The pair moved in perfect rhythm, both only focusing on the other, everything else completely unimportant. Shinigami or Espada. None of that mattered right now, because they were together and it felt right.
Without any warning Halibel pushed Ichigo up. Ichigo being too surprised by the sudden action didn’t try to fight her, but instead let her push him backwards. Once he was on his back Halibel slowly crawled towards her and impaled herself on her his throbbing erection.
Ichigo gasped as his penis was engulfed once again by her warmth, but it felt different…better. Faster and faster she began to bounce on top f Ichigo, bringing him closer and closer to his orgasm. After a few more thrusts Halibel collapsed on top of Ichigo as her orgasm shot blast of pleasure through her body. Her mouth open in a silent scream as she gripped Ichigo’s shoulders.
Ichigo felt her clamp down around him as she came and unable to hold it in any longer he too came. There was a long moment of silence as the two were overtook by the sheer pleasure they had just experienced.
As Ichigo opened his mouth to say something, anything really he realised that Halibel was already fast asleep. Pulling his coat off the floor he threw it over the two before he himself into a silent slumber.