Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ A Fruit Basket ❯ Green Passionfruit ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Yaoi's Bitch 
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Shoujo | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 11.20.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 190 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Shoujo | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 11.20.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 190 | Status: Work In Progress
A Fruit Basket, Nova’s Story
A/N: So after a couple of reviews and an intense discussion with my muse, we decided it use the name “Nova”. So sorry guys for all the confusion!!! ^^; I was going to use the Japanese names only. But whatevers… I edited the last chapters after posting number three unbeta-ed. I was in a hurry because my friend demanded the chapter as soon as I finished it. I couldn’t resist her womanly ways. Lol. So I dedicate this chapter to an Angel and her Star. I love you Sissy! Oh and sorry about this chapter’s lateness… I ran into a case of writer’s block, Mindless Self Indulgence, and excessive role playing. ^^;
WARNINGS! More voyeur Yaoi, Yuri, and Hentai goodness! Um… some lemony lime punch? Maybe… I don’t know because this story is writing itself now!!!
“Talking” ‘thinking and flashbacks’
Chapter 4: Green Passionfruit
Schiffer Ulquiorra, Yasutora Sado, and Nova sat around a small kitchen table. The three had bonded well during the war. The three were commonly quiet people; only speaking when necessary. But Sado didn’t spend much time with the other, as the war had ended. He spent his days preparing for college, and his nights playing with his band in different clubs. The music wasn’t bad, Grimmjow said, and Ulquiorra found that he actually liked it as well.
Grimmjow sat on the counter space, watching the sukiyaki simmer. He would have used the table, but it currently was overrun by books and notepads. He didn’t know why Ulqui helped the boy study. ‘That shit ain’ gunna keep ya alive when it really counts’ He thought angrily. And that damn Quarto knew how he felt about it too. Sighing, his thoughts turned to how he and Ulquiorra had gotten together in the first place.
-Flashback-
It was amazing and all caused by a stupidest occurrence of fate. Grimmjow had been called to see Aizen. The sick and twisted bastard wanted to mess with him again. This usually entailed sex and whatever kinks that got the Shinigami off. ‘Stupid Shittygami thinkin’ they could waltz in an’ do wha’ da hell ever they want.’ He had thought as he walked the long halls to the wannabe God’s bedchamber. When he reached the tall, plain, black doors, he paused for a moment to calm himself. Being raped constantly wasn’t so bad if you didn’t get an attitude; but for Grimmjow that was like asking not to breathe. Pushing the doors open, he stepped into the large room to find Aizen already occupied with Ichimaru Gin and Ulquiorra.
‘Wha’ da hell am I here for if I ain’t needed?’ The teal haired panther mused. He could help but be drawn in at the sight of Ulquiorra taking Aizen deep in his throat. Grimmjow’s hakama tightened almost unbearably.
At that moment, Grimmjow’s cyan caught Ulquiorra’s emerald eyes. Seeing the other man watching him; Ulquiorra began to double his efforts. Pantera’s wielder breath hitched in his chest and he felt light headed. This was just too much for his mind to take in.
Aizen pulled himself free of the fourth Espada’s mouth and flipped the pale figure over. Until then Grimmjow hadn’t noticed that Gin had been fucking the man. Watching the wet hole as Aizen slowly penetrated him was even worse a vision. Trying to breathe again and make his presence known to the other two men, the sixth Espada cleared his throat.
Aizen turned to the aqua head standing at his door. “Good to see that you’re here. Now, Ulquiorra can show you the correct way of pleasuring me.” The wannabe god never stopped his erratic hip thrust as he spoke breathlessly. Grimmjow felt just as breathless at the prospect of lying with the dark haired Espada. Licking his drying lips, he climbed into the bed in front of the smaller Arrancar. “So good, Ulquiorra.” Aizen moaned, snapping Grimmjow from his inner thoughts. The panther started, nearly falling of the bed when Ulquiorra took the hard member into his mouth. Delicious slurping noises met his ears heavily drowning him in lust. If this was the punishment he was going to get for ever defying Aizen, he prayed to whatever gods that may exist that this continued.
The fourth’s mouth did things to him he never thought possible. Sucking him all the way down to the hilt, the green eyed man teased his sack with his tongue. The teal haired Espada couldn’t help the guttural moan that tore from his throat. Hips dancing, he wanted to be inside the man, he needed it. Suddenly he felt someone at his entrance. Turning his head to the side, he saw a look of deep concentration on Ichimaru Gin’s face. He had completely forgotten about the man.
This was going to be a rough ride. With no preparation Gin forced himself into the Arrancar, making him wince; and pounded relentlessly. Grimmjow was pushed forward on all fours with his face positioned over Ulquiorra’s weeping erection. He didn’t think that the dark haired Espada member would be turned on by these encounters. Grimmjow knew that he, himself liked them to an existent, but he was a sadomasochist. Unresisting the urge, the blue haired Espada took the throbbing cock into his mouth. The flavor was amazing; just slightly bitter but mainly sweet. Aizen nor Ichimaru tasted like this. This was something like heaven, if such things existed.
-End flashback-
Suddenly, Grimmjow was snapped from his flashback, three expectant eyes staring at him. “What?!” Damn he was rock hard, and he was just getting to the good part too.
With a light blush spread across his cheeks, Sado responded, “You’re drooling Grimmjow.”
A small and almost inaudible snicker was heard at the blue eyed Arrancar’s mortification. “Um… I was thinkin’ ‘bout… the food?” He stated pitifully.
“Uh huh.” Was Grimmjow’s only assurance from the three. Knowing that the meal was ready and him needing to make a break from the room; Grimmjow told them they could help themselves as he retreated to the bedroom.
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Exchanging looks with Nova, Sado served the other two men and himself as they settled into quiet conversation. “What was that about?” Questioned Nova, while taking a bite of beef. The Teal haired panther had been acting strangely since they had gotten there.
“He is just upset. He doesn’t understand the need for mental growth. Grimmjow says that knowing numbers and how to spell doesn’t keep you alive” Ulquiorra answered with a rueful laugh. His lover was an idiot and of course he knew what was wrong with the man. He had that look in his eyes again; the ‘I-wanna-fuck-ya-over-and-over-until-ya-say-Im-tha-only-one’ kind of look. As soon as these two left he wasn’t going to have a moment of peace and wouldn’t be able to sit correctly for the next few days.
Why he fell in love with an idiot asshole that he’d give his life for was beyond him; and of course he would never tell the other of this feeling. Although he may be on the ‘receiving end’, the pale Arrancar still had his pride. To anyone that wasn’t close to them would look at their relationship as lust, thinking it would end at anytime. The fourth Espada knew that there were many female and male Shinigami that wanted what was his; his Grimmjow. The Grimmjow that no one ever saw except projected towards the fourth. The Grimmjow no one else would ever have.
Ulquiorra knew he was possessive. He coveted everything that was his; his friends and little family that consisted of Grimmjow and Neliel, who mainly stayed with Zaraki and Yachiru. They were his passion. But what little that was his, he planned to keep it.
His thoughts came crashing back to Earth when Sado spoke of Urahara-san arranging a celebratory party. “Why did the Shinigami liked to party so much?” was his last fleeting thought before he buried himself in the party plans.
“Well Urahara is planning for it to be a surprise since of course Inoue doesn’t know. Tatsuki-chan has proposed yet.” Nova supplied.
Spitting the tea he had just tried to drink across the room, Ulquiorra stared at his counter parts. Needless to say, he was taken back.
“She showed us the ring this morning so don’t feel bad.” Sado said. They had known that this was coming, but for it to happen this soon was another thing all together.
Three sat in companionable silence, until the dark haired Arrancar voiced a single concern. “What do I get them as a gift?” Dumbfounded looks were exchanged and the three went back to their silent study.
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Kuchiki Rukia looked down at the two sleeping women; her lovers, Ise Nanao and Kotetsu Isane. How in the world she had ended up in a threesome was a mystery. It surely wasn’t planned, but she guessed she could fault Nanao. They had both known that when Rukia was first assigned to the human realm that a strain would be placed on their new and budding relationship, but they had said they would work through it.
Although during the time that Rukia was away, Nanao had fallen into the arms of another Shinigami, Kotetsu Isane; the fourth division fukutaichou. When Rukia returned to the Seireitei to be executed and was proven innocent, she was hurt to find the two together and trying to keep the relationship hidden. Nanao claimed she loved them both equally and couldn’t choose. Isane had said that she wouldn’t give Nanao away to someone else.
Rukia had never wanted to fight for something so badly in her life. She understood, to an extent, of Nanao’s inability to choose. She had suffered the same when it had come to Abarai Renji and her brother, Kuchiki Byakuya. And Rukia wanted to make the chose easier on the bespectacled woman. Knowing that she would be sent back to the human realm to continue patrols, Rukia had resolved to walk away heartbroken. When she informed Nanao of her decision, the woman bluntly refused. Offering to make it work some kind of way.
Isane had been the one to propose the idea, with the two dark haired women having identical shocked looks on their faces. A triangled love affair… It was the most unheard of thing in existence! But to keep Nanao happy, Rukia had agreed.
With the finer details being unsmoothed, the three had spent their first night together. It was awkward to say the least. Nanao’s small futon barely accommodated the three women, but Nanao comfortably settled in-between the other two women and after a few hours make out session they had fallen into restful sleep.
Sighing at her minds short trip down memory lane, Rukia shed her clothing and climbed in bed with the beautifully slumbering women.
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Sado Yasutora teleported with Nova into the small shoten. Sado had promised he would assist with the party planning and preparation. He was excited, although his outer appearance didn’t show it; he looked just as cool and calm as ever. Sado loved his friends with all his heart and he felt that Tatsuki and Orihime were like the sisters he never had. He was happy that they had gotten together and that the raven was proposing. And of course this occasion gave his lover, Kurotsuchi Nemu an excuse to get away from her bastard father and visit him. The girl was so shy and quiet that he was always left wondering how she could be the daughter of that freak, Kurotsuchi Mayuri. Said taichou of the twelfth division had demanded that she follow him back to the Seireitei to continue his scientific works, whatever they were. Sado had once asked about the experiments the father/daughter pair worked on, but she had stated that most were a mystery to her as well. After then they had never mentioned it again.
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Urahara walked into the kitchen, stopping short when he saw the two men sitting at the island bar in silence. He looked on in awe. These two beings were fated soul mates, if he knew no other. He never thought his creation would take on this quiet and reserved personality if his previous modified souls were any indication. He had expected more foolishly loud creatures like Kon. The scientist appreciated the change though. Sado and Nova were suitable friends and he was happy to have given the silent human that friendship.
Snapping his fan open to alert the two of his presence, he turned to the stove to prepare tea. “I hope you two have some good ideas for the party.” Kisuke stated, back turned towards his guest and resident.
Sado smiled softly, “I believe the party should just be a small get together of friends so not to arouse suspicion.”
“Perfectly great idea!” A jovial voice interjected from the doorway. Three pairs of eyes turned to the intruder, feeling the need to be ready for attack, but they were greeted with the sight of Kurosaki Isshin in all his goofy glory. All three dropped their guard as Nova and Sado turned back to continue the conversation.
The geta-boushi rushed forward, dropping a small box of tea leaves, to kiss his lover in greeting. “Oh! What a nice surprise. I wasn’t expecting to see you until later this evening.” He sang at the ex-taichou.
“Um… Yeah, about that; Ryuuken call me and said he had a lot of paperwork he needed to catch up on and wouldn’t be able to attend.” The tall, scruffy man sighed in apology.
As Urahara’s face fell, Isshin greeted the two boys sitting at the bar. “Hey guys! Let’s get this party started!”
“Um… Kurosaki-san? No one says that anymore.”
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Okay! I finished! I don’t like it… But I was getting crazy sleepy and people are IMing me! And the role play is calling my name!!! Grrr… Whatevers! Leave a review/comment if you like, but I’ll see you guys again in about a week. Again, sorry for my lateness. Next chapter… White Peaches… those sound yummy! ^^
A/N: So after a couple of reviews and an intense discussion with my muse, we decided it use the name “Nova”. So sorry guys for all the confusion!!! ^^; I was going to use the Japanese names only. But whatevers… I edited the last chapters after posting number three unbeta-ed. I was in a hurry because my friend demanded the chapter as soon as I finished it. I couldn’t resist her womanly ways. Lol. So I dedicate this chapter to an Angel and her Star. I love you Sissy! Oh and sorry about this chapter’s lateness… I ran into a case of writer’s block, Mindless Self Indulgence, and excessive role playing. ^^;
WARNINGS! More voyeur Yaoi, Yuri, and Hentai goodness! Um… some lemony lime punch? Maybe… I don’t know because this story is writing itself now!!!
“Talking” ‘thinking and flashbacks’
Chapter 4: Green Passionfruit
Schiffer Ulquiorra, Yasutora Sado, and Nova sat around a small kitchen table. The three had bonded well during the war. The three were commonly quiet people; only speaking when necessary. But Sado didn’t spend much time with the other, as the war had ended. He spent his days preparing for college, and his nights playing with his band in different clubs. The music wasn’t bad, Grimmjow said, and Ulquiorra found that he actually liked it as well.
Grimmjow sat on the counter space, watching the sukiyaki simmer. He would have used the table, but it currently was overrun by books and notepads. He didn’t know why Ulqui helped the boy study. ‘That shit ain’ gunna keep ya alive when it really counts’ He thought angrily. And that damn Quarto knew how he felt about it too. Sighing, his thoughts turned to how he and Ulquiorra had gotten together in the first place.
-Flashback-
It was amazing and all caused by a stupidest occurrence of fate. Grimmjow had been called to see Aizen. The sick and twisted bastard wanted to mess with him again. This usually entailed sex and whatever kinks that got the Shinigami off. ‘Stupid Shittygami thinkin’ they could waltz in an’ do wha’ da hell ever they want.’ He had thought as he walked the long halls to the wannabe God’s bedchamber. When he reached the tall, plain, black doors, he paused for a moment to calm himself. Being raped constantly wasn’t so bad if you didn’t get an attitude; but for Grimmjow that was like asking not to breathe. Pushing the doors open, he stepped into the large room to find Aizen already occupied with Ichimaru Gin and Ulquiorra.
‘Wha’ da hell am I here for if I ain’t needed?’ The teal haired panther mused. He could help but be drawn in at the sight of Ulquiorra taking Aizen deep in his throat. Grimmjow’s hakama tightened almost unbearably.
At that moment, Grimmjow’s cyan caught Ulquiorra’s emerald eyes. Seeing the other man watching him; Ulquiorra began to double his efforts. Pantera’s wielder breath hitched in his chest and he felt light headed. This was just too much for his mind to take in.
Aizen pulled himself free of the fourth Espada’s mouth and flipped the pale figure over. Until then Grimmjow hadn’t noticed that Gin had been fucking the man. Watching the wet hole as Aizen slowly penetrated him was even worse a vision. Trying to breathe again and make his presence known to the other two men, the sixth Espada cleared his throat.
Aizen turned to the aqua head standing at his door. “Good to see that you’re here. Now, Ulquiorra can show you the correct way of pleasuring me.” The wannabe god never stopped his erratic hip thrust as he spoke breathlessly. Grimmjow felt just as breathless at the prospect of lying with the dark haired Espada. Licking his drying lips, he climbed into the bed in front of the smaller Arrancar. “So good, Ulquiorra.” Aizen moaned, snapping Grimmjow from his inner thoughts. The panther started, nearly falling of the bed when Ulquiorra took the hard member into his mouth. Delicious slurping noises met his ears heavily drowning him in lust. If this was the punishment he was going to get for ever defying Aizen, he prayed to whatever gods that may exist that this continued.
The fourth’s mouth did things to him he never thought possible. Sucking him all the way down to the hilt, the green eyed man teased his sack with his tongue. The teal haired Espada couldn’t help the guttural moan that tore from his throat. Hips dancing, he wanted to be inside the man, he needed it. Suddenly he felt someone at his entrance. Turning his head to the side, he saw a look of deep concentration on Ichimaru Gin’s face. He had completely forgotten about the man.
This was going to be a rough ride. With no preparation Gin forced himself into the Arrancar, making him wince; and pounded relentlessly. Grimmjow was pushed forward on all fours with his face positioned over Ulquiorra’s weeping erection. He didn’t think that the dark haired Espada member would be turned on by these encounters. Grimmjow knew that he, himself liked them to an existent, but he was a sadomasochist. Unresisting the urge, the blue haired Espada took the throbbing cock into his mouth. The flavor was amazing; just slightly bitter but mainly sweet. Aizen nor Ichimaru tasted like this. This was something like heaven, if such things existed.
-End flashback-
Suddenly, Grimmjow was snapped from his flashback, three expectant eyes staring at him. “What?!” Damn he was rock hard, and he was just getting to the good part too.
With a light blush spread across his cheeks, Sado responded, “You’re drooling Grimmjow.”
A small and almost inaudible snicker was heard at the blue eyed Arrancar’s mortification. “Um… I was thinkin’ ‘bout… the food?” He stated pitifully.
“Uh huh.” Was Grimmjow’s only assurance from the three. Knowing that the meal was ready and him needing to make a break from the room; Grimmjow told them they could help themselves as he retreated to the bedroom.
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Exchanging looks with Nova, Sado served the other two men and himself as they settled into quiet conversation. “What was that about?” Questioned Nova, while taking a bite of beef. The Teal haired panther had been acting strangely since they had gotten there.
“He is just upset. He doesn’t understand the need for mental growth. Grimmjow says that knowing numbers and how to spell doesn’t keep you alive” Ulquiorra answered with a rueful laugh. His lover was an idiot and of course he knew what was wrong with the man. He had that look in his eyes again; the ‘I-wanna-fuck-ya-over-and-over-until-ya-say-Im-tha-only-one’ kind of look. As soon as these two left he wasn’t going to have a moment of peace and wouldn’t be able to sit correctly for the next few days.
Why he fell in love with an idiot asshole that he’d give his life for was beyond him; and of course he would never tell the other of this feeling. Although he may be on the ‘receiving end’, the pale Arrancar still had his pride. To anyone that wasn’t close to them would look at their relationship as lust, thinking it would end at anytime. The fourth Espada knew that there were many female and male Shinigami that wanted what was his; his Grimmjow. The Grimmjow that no one ever saw except projected towards the fourth. The Grimmjow no one else would ever have.
Ulquiorra knew he was possessive. He coveted everything that was his; his friends and little family that consisted of Grimmjow and Neliel, who mainly stayed with Zaraki and Yachiru. They were his passion. But what little that was his, he planned to keep it.
His thoughts came crashing back to Earth when Sado spoke of Urahara-san arranging a celebratory party. “Why did the Shinigami liked to party so much?” was his last fleeting thought before he buried himself in the party plans.
“Well Urahara is planning for it to be a surprise since of course Inoue doesn’t know. Tatsuki-chan has proposed yet.” Nova supplied.
Spitting the tea he had just tried to drink across the room, Ulquiorra stared at his counter parts. Needless to say, he was taken back.
“She showed us the ring this morning so don’t feel bad.” Sado said. They had known that this was coming, but for it to happen this soon was another thing all together.
Three sat in companionable silence, until the dark haired Arrancar voiced a single concern. “What do I get them as a gift?” Dumbfounded looks were exchanged and the three went back to their silent study.
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Kuchiki Rukia looked down at the two sleeping women; her lovers, Ise Nanao and Kotetsu Isane. How in the world she had ended up in a threesome was a mystery. It surely wasn’t planned, but she guessed she could fault Nanao. They had both known that when Rukia was first assigned to the human realm that a strain would be placed on their new and budding relationship, but they had said they would work through it.
Although during the time that Rukia was away, Nanao had fallen into the arms of another Shinigami, Kotetsu Isane; the fourth division fukutaichou. When Rukia returned to the Seireitei to be executed and was proven innocent, she was hurt to find the two together and trying to keep the relationship hidden. Nanao claimed she loved them both equally and couldn’t choose. Isane had said that she wouldn’t give Nanao away to someone else.
Rukia had never wanted to fight for something so badly in her life. She understood, to an extent, of Nanao’s inability to choose. She had suffered the same when it had come to Abarai Renji and her brother, Kuchiki Byakuya. And Rukia wanted to make the chose easier on the bespectacled woman. Knowing that she would be sent back to the human realm to continue patrols, Rukia had resolved to walk away heartbroken. When she informed Nanao of her decision, the woman bluntly refused. Offering to make it work some kind of way.
Isane had been the one to propose the idea, with the two dark haired women having identical shocked looks on their faces. A triangled love affair… It was the most unheard of thing in existence! But to keep Nanao happy, Rukia had agreed.
With the finer details being unsmoothed, the three had spent their first night together. It was awkward to say the least. Nanao’s small futon barely accommodated the three women, but Nanao comfortably settled in-between the other two women and after a few hours make out session they had fallen into restful sleep.
Sighing at her minds short trip down memory lane, Rukia shed her clothing and climbed in bed with the beautifully slumbering women.
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Sado Yasutora teleported with Nova into the small shoten. Sado had promised he would assist with the party planning and preparation. He was excited, although his outer appearance didn’t show it; he looked just as cool and calm as ever. Sado loved his friends with all his heart and he felt that Tatsuki and Orihime were like the sisters he never had. He was happy that they had gotten together and that the raven was proposing. And of course this occasion gave his lover, Kurotsuchi Nemu an excuse to get away from her bastard father and visit him. The girl was so shy and quiet that he was always left wondering how she could be the daughter of that freak, Kurotsuchi Mayuri. Said taichou of the twelfth division had demanded that she follow him back to the Seireitei to continue his scientific works, whatever they were. Sado had once asked about the experiments the father/daughter pair worked on, but she had stated that most were a mystery to her as well. After then they had never mentioned it again.
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Urahara walked into the kitchen, stopping short when he saw the two men sitting at the island bar in silence. He looked on in awe. These two beings were fated soul mates, if he knew no other. He never thought his creation would take on this quiet and reserved personality if his previous modified souls were any indication. He had expected more foolishly loud creatures like Kon. The scientist appreciated the change though. Sado and Nova were suitable friends and he was happy to have given the silent human that friendship.
Snapping his fan open to alert the two of his presence, he turned to the stove to prepare tea. “I hope you two have some good ideas for the party.” Kisuke stated, back turned towards his guest and resident.
Sado smiled softly, “I believe the party should just be a small get together of friends so not to arouse suspicion.”
“Perfectly great idea!” A jovial voice interjected from the doorway. Three pairs of eyes turned to the intruder, feeling the need to be ready for attack, but they were greeted with the sight of Kurosaki Isshin in all his goofy glory. All three dropped their guard as Nova and Sado turned back to continue the conversation.
The geta-boushi rushed forward, dropping a small box of tea leaves, to kiss his lover in greeting. “Oh! What a nice surprise. I wasn’t expecting to see you until later this evening.” He sang at the ex-taichou.
“Um… Yeah, about that; Ryuuken call me and said he had a lot of paperwork he needed to catch up on and wouldn’t be able to attend.” The tall, scruffy man sighed in apology.
As Urahara’s face fell, Isshin greeted the two boys sitting at the bar. “Hey guys! Let’s get this party started!”
“Um… Kurosaki-san? No one says that anymore.”
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Okay! I finished! I don’t like it… But I was getting crazy sleepy and people are IMing me! And the role play is calling my name!!! Grrr… Whatevers! Leave a review/comment if you like, but I’ll see you guys again in about a week. Again, sorry for my lateness. Next chapter… White Peaches… those sound yummy! ^^