Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Unfightable Emotion ❯ Past, Present, Future ( One-Shot )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

This is my first Fanfiction of Bleach. I asked someone to help me out on Gaia for ideas,they were very helpful, and actualy wrote most of this, but sadly I can not find this person anymore. Since I have seen two fanfictions that are kind of like mine, now I'm thinking that my helper took ideas from other fic's, so if my fanfic does resemble yours I am very, very sorry.
On ly a few weeks earlier, Ikkaku , Renji, and the others had been living in more then uncomfertable conditions, the meeting of a single woman gave them all a place to stay that was more to there liking.


Ikkaku returned that afternoon, and walked in the front door.He looked around.Oddly only Chisato's shoes were out "Where were would they be at his time?" After a minute, he walked further into the new living arrangements. "Chisato! You here?!" Chisato appeared from behind a wall, and smiled. "Hi." She walked in to the room revealing her long crimson red kimono. "Where is everyone?" Ikkaku questioned whall leaning his katana against the wall.Chisato watched all his movements, Ikkaku noticed this andraised his beady red-streaked eyes to meet her gaze. "Renji and Mayura went out, so did everyone else." Ikkaku nodded, and headed towards the kitchen. Before he could get there, Chisato blocked the doorway with her body.


"Come on, move it." Ikkaku groaned. "I'm tired." Chisato smirked. "So am I." Her voice had adopted a new, gentle, yet seductive tone to it. Ikkaku didn't seem to get her hint. "Then move your butt." Chisato shook her head, grabing Ikkaku by the shoulders, and held him as firmly as she could against the wall. Ikkaku looked down to see his not-so-small-chested-little-female friend pressing up tightly against him."What the h-.." Chisato shook her head again, her eyes filled with a slight pain and tears. " Don't you understand yet?! "


Her painfull whisper made him shiver, he tried to hold in the fact that he realy didn't understand this. "Wh-What? We are friends after all. Whats to understand!" He tried to laugh it off, part of his mind hoping this was was some odd joke, but his body, began beliving that it wasn't. " What are are y-" He stopped suddenly, feeling Chisatos's body begin cuddling against his own. "You idiot. I know that." She said, not happy at all with the response she was getting from her new housemate. "Can't you see whats happened to me since the day you saved me? Since we met?" He felt her hands grip his clothes, she looked up at him, tears in her eyes ."I"ve Been In Love With You Ever Since That Day! I Want You To Be My First!" Ikkaku felt his body tighten, and his heart sank from the pain he felt from Chisato's beautiful, tear filled,blue eyes. So much that he tried to avoid eye contact,it didn't work though. He tenced at what she had just said, and that his newest, yet dearest friend continued to gentle weep, and ever so slowly release her grip on his clothes.


He didn't know what to do. He didn't know how to responed to her. The memories from there first meeting went throught his mind. When he saved her from street thugs, when she told him she was also a Soul Reaper, when he saw her beautiful, floor length, nazy blue hair shimmering in the moonlight, and when he saw her fight,risking her life, only to protect him from a near death Hollow sneak attack.The fact that after a simple act of kindness, such a beautiful girl would want a man like him, to be hers. Though Ikkaku could have easily pushed her away from himself, he didn't .The thought of holding her was unbareable strong. Unable to withhold his passion, Ikkaku turned, and pressed Chisato to the wall, taking her wrists in his large hands, and then kissing her full on the mouth, solidly. The feeling of this sudden change in Ikkaku, Chisato went limp and deepend the kiss. The fact that Ikkaku was now pushing himself on to her, made her melt in to there now hot kiss. Ikkaku released his hands and rapped his arms around Chisatos body, as she rapped her arms around his neck, and into a deep embrasse.


As Ikkaku moved off of the wall, he picking Chisato up bridle style, and walked to her bedroom upstaris. Ikkaku's strength pushed the two to of them down to the bed, as he straddled his new found love. It was strange to him, seeing Chisato,or any woman, from this view, but he was certainly enjoying it, and the part of him that had thought this wasn't a good idea had disappeaed.


He peeled her form fitting kimono off of her well-toned, curzy body, watching her beautiful hair fan out around her. He stared at how her face and body blushed, her lips a warm pink, her cheeks blushed red,the way her hair surrounded her, so much complamented her figure. He looked over Chisatos body once more, before forcing his hot mouth onto one of her exposed breasts. Feeling her muscles tighten under his kiss, Ikkaku grinned. Chisato gripped firmly at her bed, as she did her best to hold in her moans.


As Ikkaku's mouth went down on Chisato's soft skin, both tenced, awaiting the next moves. Before Ikkaku could lower himself further, Chisato grabbed his face in her hands, and pulled his lips back onto hers. Their tounges wrestled, as they went at each other, their passion taking over as if they had done this before....Though he was unsure of how he got to this point, Ikkaku looked apon Chisatos body, and admired her. It truly was beautiful, he thought to himself how Chisato had told him she wasn't beautiful in her own eyes, and yet in his, how absolutely perfect she looked.Chisato gasped, her chest rising quickly with each breath that she took. Ikkaku eyed her for a moment, letting his own breathing slow itself down.


After a moment, he lifted her up into his arms, and kissed her down her neck, stopping briefly to lick her. Chisato let out a moan, feeling the soft wet toung now along her jaw. As their pace picked up once again, the room was filled with the sounds of their moans, along with the heat that was generating off of them. Ikkaku, once again, slowly let his lips trail down the center of Chisato's chest,as Chisato lowered herself back to the bed, her way of giving permission for Ikkaku to keep going. She pushed her hair away from her face, and tried to hold back how hot she was, as she watched Ikkaku slide down her body. His tongue moved smoothly across her sweat-covered body, until he finally reached her soft spot. Watching her eyes waiting on him, Ikkaku was determind to hold out.


Grabbing Chisato's small butt in his large hands, he tenaciously turned her onto her stomach."Ikkaku..?" She now had no idea what Ikkaku was thinking. The he smirked, moved her hair to the side, and mounted her. "This might hurt a bit, my flower.." His warning was clearly not enough, as he listened to the muffled screaming that was vibrating below him. After a few moments of relaxed breathing, Chisato pushed herself onto her hands. The pain was slowly becoming more pleasurerful, as Ikkaku seemed to angle himself in order to hit the perfect spot. She clenched tightly to the sheets under her, feeling the heavy weight above her, lowering itself. "My first time..It feels so good...But..I thought..Ahh..Oh Ikkaku!" Chisato's worry blanked out from the sudden rough,yet smooth force from above her.


Ikkaku continued his movements, as he pressed himself against Chisato's back. He followed the line of her spine, steadily beginning to kissing up her back. As the pleasure seemed to increase for both of them, Ikkaku picked up his pace, and felt Chisato moving with him. "Aahh... My..Flower.." Ikkaku breathed heavily, as he slid his large hands on to her breasts.Chisato forced her body firmly against Ikkaku's. She too could no longer hold in her satisfaction, and whimpered, slightly, at the touch of Ikkakus hands on her chest. Ikkaku continued to speed up his rams, feeling Chisato quivering below him.


"Aagghh!" Chisato rested her upperbody against the bed "No..Don't-.." She sensed Ikkaku's thrusts beginning to slow, and finally felt the warmth of both her release, and Ikkaku's as he came deep inside of her.Chisato fell onto her pillows in front of her, and crumbled as her shaking limbs no longer could hold her and Ikkaku, up. She was breathing heavily, and felt as Ikkaku nuzzled his face into her upper back. The breath on her neck made her squirm, and feeling this, Ikkaku rolled over to face her. After a moment, Chisato turned herself over on to her left side. Ikkaku eyed her moist body. He moved her weak body over to him, cleaned himself and what he could of Chisato and the stained sheets, then ran his fingers gently through her hair. Chisato opened her eyess and looked up at Ikkaku retuning to the pillows. He opened his red-streaked eyes, and turned his head to face her gaze. He returned her gaze with a soft smille, he knew what she wanted to ask., his smille answered it.Chisato saw her answer and smilled happily. She held her smille,and blushed before kissing Ikkaku longingly. As she pulled away, she cuddled up onto his chest. She let out a soft sigh, feeling Ikkaku's strong arms pulling her small body closer covering her with the sheet. Ikkaku gave Chisato a light kiss on the forehead, before following her into a perfect, and well needed, sleep.


Later that evening.....

A woman in an everyday black and white dress was closing the door to a light dimmed room. Comming up the stairs was Renji with his shirt off, and a black towel around his shoulders. "Hey Mayura!" "Shhh! You'll wake them up!" Renji sneered quitely as he watched as Mayura close the door behind her, just making out the image of the sleeping couple. "Well, ain't that sweet." Mayura let her katana fall to the floor, as she faced the direction of her red-haired housemate. "Ahh...So sweet." Pushing past Renji, and not trying at all to keep quiet, the violet haired woman removed the upper white part of her dress. "I need a shower." Renji let his long hair out of it's ponytail, and eyed Mayura. After a minute, Mayura looked at him again. "Aren't you coming?" She said seductively. Renji grinned evily, before scooping her up into his arms and hurried her downstairs towards shower as she laughed happily.


Later that night......

It was late. 3a.m. But with luck it was Sunday so there was nothing to worry about. The large house was quiet, with everyone sleep. That was all for two people. One light was on, the light to Chisato's bedroom. Inside Chisato, in the nude, went throught her armoire for something to wear. Whall in the bed, Ikkaku watched her.He couldn't figure out what about Chisato that made watching her so satisfying. He leaned back, head resting against his hands as he watched her dress with such elegance.


There was something so truly pure about her as she stepped into her underwear. Ikkaku marveled at her, Chisato had slipped into a red nightgown, pulling her hair out from inside of the gown, and let it fall back down to the floor.So beautiful,but not even messy from the activities of earlier. She turned with a smille, as she knew he was watching her. She walked to the bed, the way she walked so beautifuly, she walked softly, unlike normal human girls who walked rapidly, and not firmly like other Soul Rippers. Everything about her differentiated her from the other women of the human world and the Seireitei.


When she reached the bed, she'd reach for her hair ribbon, one that she had pulled out and tossed in the heat of passion. Noticing it wasn't on the floor, she figured where it was. Returning to the bed with Ikkaku,she turned to him, he held it tied around his right hand. He blushed at her, Chisato moved towards him and cuddled close. He rapped his right arm around her. She took his hand and began to untie her ribbon.Once free she through her ribbon to the floor, then took Ikkakus left hand, she wanted him to hold her. She moved in to the sheets to return to sleep."I love you." Chisato whispered as Ikkaku let his fingers brushed her skin. He hit the light switch and the room went dimm. The moonlight coming in through the drapes, was all the two used to see each other. "You're beautiful," he whispered holding her closer. Those words made her happy. Ikkaku made her feel beautiful. Something he remembered, from weeks earlier. She told him that she felt as if she was not meant to love. No man every want to love her, they only wanted her body and money. She had come to belive she wasn't beautiful, and that men that said they did apparently liked ugly girls. Ikkaku was one of the only men she had ever met that didn't want anything from her. And that was what made her love him She smiled softly and leaned up to kiss him. They gave each other what they both wanted.

A never ending challange.