Chapter 1 : Rangiku
“I hate this…” The tall, orange-haired boy scowled, as he walked on his usual route home. He looked detached, bored, and mostly annoyed at the fact that he was arriving home late, because of some ghosts who wouldn’t go to the afterlife.
“Well look here, if it isn’t strawberry boy with his bleached hair! What’s up, Ichigo?” A boy teased, stopping Ichigo. He was tall and built, wearing a baseball hat, along with his two other friends, one short and fat boy, and one tall and lanky boy. Ichigo recognised them as the bullies from his school, two years older than he was.
“I see your nose is all better, Kenichi.” Ichigo replied, as he brushed his way past them, though he was stopped by Kenichi once again. Ichigo turned around and quickly ducked a punch, following it up with an uppercut to his chin. Ichigo easily knocked the boy down, as he proceeded to walk home. “See ya later.”
“The boy’s got style, along with a massive amount of spiritual energy.” Matsumoto Rangiku smiled to herself, looking down at Ichigo from a rooftop. “And he’s not that bad looking either. Maybe giving up alcohol for one night wasn’t that bad of an idea.” She jumped from rooftop to rooftop, following the boy who was walking on the path way next to her.
“If you really want to know, I can see you!” Ichigo yelled to her, causing her to stumble, and clumsily fall off the roof. Ichigo seeing this, immediately ran under her, catching her before she hit the ground.
“Well aren’t you a little hero.” She smiled, one that Ichigo would never forget. He blushed as she look back at him with a cocky little smile. Ichigo couldn’t help but take the time to stare at her wonderful figure. She had a body to die for, tall, with long shapely legs and a tight waist. Though what got the most attention of her body was her large, full breasts, making Ichigo’s mouth water at the fact that her erect nipples were outlined clearly through her black uniform, as he wondered what they tasted like. To top it all off, she had the face of an angel, deep blue eyes he could get lost in and wavy, shoulder-length blonde hair. She was wearing a loose, black robe, typical of a Shinigami, though it was loose enough to reveal enough cleavage for Ichigo to want to see more. “Are you done checking me out?”
“You didn’t seem to have a problem with checking me out earlier.” Ichigo replied, as Rangiku simply smiled back. “Kursoaki Ichigo.” He said, extending a hand, having a feeling they’d be spending a lot of time together.
“Matsumoto Rangiku, not that it matters. As soon as this mission is over I’m heading straight back to Soul Society. They usaully don’t send vice captains like me down here, though for a while things haven’t been very normal.” She sighed, as if annoyed with the whole situation. Ichigo smiled in response as he shook her hand, pleased to find someone with the same sort of personality. “I’m a Shinigami by the way, I’m sure you’ve heard of us before.”
“Yeah, those sword-swinging idiots who jump around and fight monsters, no offence.” Ichigo replied.
“So what was your mission again?”
“Some dangerous Hollow is around this area.” Rangiku replied. “Grand Fisher.”
“Duck.” Ichigo said, as he tackled them both to the ground, as a large beam of energy passed by them. “I’m guessing that’s him!.”
“I’ll take care of him, you go run.” Rangiku said, getting up, and withdrawing her sword. “Growl, Haineko.” She released her sword, as she charged straight into the large hollow, who looked like an oversized hamster, with bird-like hands and a tentacle-like limb hanging from his forehead. All that was left of Matsumoto’s sword was her hilt, as it had split into pieces of ash, which began to disperse to attack the Hollow. He easily dodged her attacks, and using the tentacle on his head, he managed to knock her down to the ground. “Damn, he’s faster than I expected.” Ichigo just watched, as Rangiku engaged the Hollow in combat, but was seemingly losing. “The limit place upon me makes me unable to keep up with him…” She growled, as she tried to fight him. Just as she seemed to have the upper hand, she stopped in her tracks, as the tentacle-like limb transformed into a white haired man, with slitted eyes and a devilish smile.
“You wouldn’t attack me, would you Rangiku?” The man asked, as Rangiku stared in shock.
“Gin?” She asked, but she was too late, as the Hollow stabbed her in the chest. She fell to the ground, and yelled at Ichigo. “Run!”
“Rangiku!.” Ichigo said, as she was knocked down again. Ichigo ran into his house, looking for something to help, before laying his eyes on his fathers old sword. Picking it up, he rushed outside and prepared to cut off the limb.
“Boy!” Grand Fisher said, hitting away Ichigo before turning to him, it’s tentacles transforming into a familiar image – his mother. “Ichigo, don’t you remember me?” She asked, as Ichigo froze in shock as well.
“Ichigo snap out of it!” Rangiku yelled, clutching her chest in pain.
“You’re not real!” Ichigo yelled out, covering his ears, trying to ignore the familiar voice of his mother.
“Don’t say that to your mother, Ichigo…” The Grand Fisher grinned, as what looked like Ichigo’s mother picked up his dropped sword. Grabbing it she drove it straight through Ichigo’s chest, laughing loudly as she did so.
“Ichigo!” Rangiku yelled,attempting to get up. Suddenly though, she saw what seemed like a manifestation of spiritual energy around Ichigo, a blinding light causing even Grand Fisher to turn away. A hollow’s mask appeared on Ichigo’s face, as he withdrew the sword from his chest, and held it high, preparing to attack.
“Ichigo, you wouldn’t kill your mother!” The Grand Fisher pleaded, but it obviously wasn’t getting through to the masked Ichigo. “Don’t kill me Ichigo!” Grand Fisher tried, before a smile curled onto his face once again. The Grand Fisher jumped towards Ichigo faster than the blink of an eye, getting ready to slash him with his claws. But Ichigo was faster, using the sword to easily slice through the hollow, as the sword transformed into a much larger form, the blade taking the shape of a cleaver and the guard disappearing.
“Ichigo?” Rangiku breathed her last word, taking a look at Ichigo’s mask before fainting.
Rangiku smiled at the sound of the soothing voice, sounding as though it cared for her, a feeling she hadn’t felt in a while. She opened her eyes in shock, finding herself in a small room, lying on an unfamiliar bed.
“Ichigo? Where am I?” She asked, getting up, but feeling pain immediately.
“Woah, don’t move to fast.” Ichigo said, calming her down. “You passed out a couple hours ago from a wound.”
“You saved me?” She asked, as Ichigo nodded. “Thanks.” Ichigo smiled in response, warming her up inside. She felt her body shiver, as his hand brushed her hair out of her face, and down her cheek. It had been a while since someone had touched her so softly, and she grabbed his hand and kept it at her cheek, a devilish smile replacing the innocent one on her face. “I really mean it Ichigo, thanks.”
“No problem.” Ichigo began to get up, walking towards the other side of the room. Rangiku willed for him to not walk out the door, as she needed the company. He opened the door, but stopped, something inside was preventing him from leaving, as a voice urged him to stay with her. “Actually, I think I’ll stay here, to make sure you’re alright of course – this is my room after all.”
“Sure.” She smiled, standing up.
“Didn’t I tell you not to stand up?” Ichigo asked, as he leaned on his bedroom wall.
“Shinigami heal fast.” She replied simply, moving close to Ichigo, and making him uncomfortable. “What happened after I fainted?”
“I defeated Grand Fisher, and he disappeared, like the rest of them.” Ichigo replied. “This doesn’t make me a Shinigami does it? Now that I’ve got that sword.”
“Where is it?”
“It disappeared after I used it. So did the mask.” Ichigo replied.
“I guess we’ll have to figure it all out tomorrow.” She said.
“You’re staying here?” He asked as she nodded. “How long?”
“Don’t know yet.” She smiled, “but thanks in advance.” She kissed him on the cheek, her breasts pressing against his side. “I guess we’ll have to get used to it. And look, you seemed excited already.” She smiled as they looked at the rather large bulge in Ichigo’s pants.
“I take it as a compliment.” She smiled. “You know, I can help you with that.” Her hand travelled down Ichigo’s pants, grabbing his long shaft, letting her skillful fingers do the work. “My, that’s a big one.” Ichigo simply moaned in reply, as he couldn’t take it anymore, he grabbed the back of her head and hungrily kissed her, his tongue plunging into her mouth engaging hers in what seemed like a wild dance in their mouths. He grinned as she moaned into his mouth, her hands still working its way around his cock, moving to a faster rhythm as his jeans got tighter. “I’ll help you with this.” She smiled, as she broke their kiss, and unzipped his pants and pushed down his underwear, throwing them away onto a pile. Ichigo lost all inhibitions, something inside him was making him determined to fuck the blonde beauty. He quickly undid his shirt, as he grabbed her and kissed her wildly, his eyes burning with desire to see her gorgeous breasts. He pushed her across the other side of the room as they kissed, placing her on his bed and undoing her robe and ripping off her undergarments, revealing her beautiful naked body.
“I want you to scream for me.” He whispered into her ear, kissing her cheek, before making his way down to her unbelievable naked breasts, which seemed even better than before. He kissed a line down her body, hungrily licking her breasts. He nibbled on her nipples, as his right hand rubbed her vagina and played with her clitoris.
“Ichigo!” She moaned, as Ichigo moved to the bottom of the bed, and for a moment he couldn’t breathe, it was too good to be true. He took a second to take in the sight and smell of her beautifully shaved vagina, before letting his tongue to the work. Rangiku gasped as his tongue made it’s way through her smooth folds, as she wondered where he learnt to do such things. Her body shivered as he seeked her clitoris with her tongue, licking it gently, determined to make her cum. Her breathing became more erratic, as he licked, nibbled and sucked her vagina, holding her hips to him and sending her over the edge. “ICHIGO!” She moaned loud in ecstasy, as she orgasmed wildly, and Ichigo sucked and licked her clean.
“So you liked it…” Ichigo appeared above her, licking his lips and displaying a playful grin that reminded her of her last lover, only this time she was driven over the edge.
“Uh huh…” She moaned once more into his mouth as he kissed her wildly, her breasts pressing against his chest as she tasted her own sweet nectar. Ichigo stopped once more to admire her body. “Did I do something wrong?” She asked, confused about the pause, and for a second she cursed herself for making herself sound like the inexperienced one. Ichigo lowered his head, whispering into her ear.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” Ichigo asked, as Rangiku smiled.
“Do it. Fuck me, Ichigo.” She said, as Ichigo kneeled on the bed over her, displaying his large, erect penis. Rangiku was stunned, as she wasn’t expecting a person like Ichigo to have such a large penis, though he was doing alot of unexpected things lately. Ichigo aimed his penis in front of her soaking wet pussy, rubbing it up and down and teasing it with his penis. “Fuck me already, Ichigo!”
“I can’t hear you.” Ichigo smiled.
“FUCK ME!” She yelled out, as Ichigo thrust into her with one, deep, hard movement, causing her to moan out inpleasure. Her pussy felt good on his penis, as he grinded his hips into hers, maintaining a steady rhythm with her. Ichigo was amazed at how good she felt, her pussy was hot and wet.
“You feel so good!” He moaned, as he grabbed her hips and pumped into her.
“Yes! Fuck me harder!” She groaned back, loving the feeling of Ichigo’s cock. Ichigo looked down, loving the way she looked as she fucked him, wildly and intensely. He leaned forward as he fucked her, as he began to play with her breasts as well. He pinched her nipples and kneaded her breasts, recieving loud moans from Rangiku. “Ichigo, I’m going to cum! Fuck me faster!” She yelled, as he obidiently followed her orders. He felt the familiar sensation of his balls churning, as with one final thrust and a loud moan, he felt her pussy tighten on his cock, as they both let out a powerful orgasm.
“That was great.” He smiled, his cock slipping out of her pussy, as he laid next to her, holding her tight in his small bed. He kissed her passionately, as she looked back at him.
“I think I’ll be staying here longer…”