Chapter 2 : Yoruichi
“Who the hell are you?” Ichigo said, as he summoned his sword from thin-air and pointed it at the boy. He was about his age and height, with bright blonde hair and dressed in the same school uniform as he was. Yet something about his sinister smile, and the polite voice he talked in didn’t sound right.
“You may not know it, but I am like you – Ichigo.” The boy replied, as he pulled his sword out from an invisible sheath. “And I am like what you could be…”
“A Shinigami?” Ichigo asked, as he still held his sword level with the boy’s. It had been three weeks since Rangiku had stepped into his life and he began helping her defeat the ghostly beasts known as ‘Hollows’, and all of sudden this guy had come out of no where and stole his prey.
“A Vizard.” He corrected. “My name is Shinji Hirako, pleased to meet you.”
“A Vizard? How come I have never heard of you before?” Rangiku spoke from behind Shinji, transformed from her Human mode in her School Uniform to her Shinigami mode and holding a sword to Shinji’s neck.
“Only few know who the Vizard are.” Shinji smiled to himself. “We are Shinigami who obtained the powers of a Hollow. We are the antithesis of Arrancars – Hollows who obtained the power of Shinigami.”
“Arrancars… I have heard of them – and anything like them is evil!” Rangiku said, but Shinji just laughed to himself.
“Then is your friend over here evil?” He asked. “You should have already noticed. In three weeks he has become more powerful than most Shinigami, along with that he is able to summon his Zanpakuto from just air without turning into his Shinigami form and his Reiatsu Level is hi igher than your average Shinigami would be.”
“You know about what happened three weeks ago?” Ichigo asked.
“I was watching. I was just curious.” Shinji said innocently. “But if I take it right, you saw it when you transformed – didn’t you?”
“Saw what?” Rangiku asked, confused. “What did you see Ichigo?”
“When I was stabbed by my own sword, all time seemed to stop, and in my mind I was faced with another version of myself.” Ichigo said. “And when I got back to my senses, you were unconscious, the Hollow was dead and I was holding a sword and a mask.”
“You’re a Vizard, Ichigo.” Shinji said. “And currently, if you’re Inner Hollow takes control of you, and with the state your in it probably will, the only way to stop you would be to kill you.”
“What do I do then?” Ichigo asked.
“First, you master your Shinigami powers. But I’m not going to teach you.” Shinji replied, answering Ichigo’s unspoken question.
“Then who will?” Ichigo said. “Rangiku’s already taught me all that she knows.”
“Our leader, and the one who experimented on himself to become the first Vizard.” Shinji said. “The former Captain Shinigami, Kisuke Urahara.”
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“What do you think I should do, Rangiku?” Ichigo asked, as they sat together on his bed in his room. “Take up his offer? Who is this Urahara guy, anyway?”
“Urahara used to be a powerful Shinigami, though he was kicked out because his experiments went too far – scaring the Gotei 13.” Rangiku mused, as Ichigo just shrugged.
“Maybe I should then. If what Shinji said was right I have to control the Hollow inside of me.” Ichigo though out loud. “I might have no choice but to except his offer.”
“It’s your choice, whatever you want – I’ll follow.” She said, placing a hand on his thigh, as he turned to her, blushing. “Do I still make you feel like that?” She smiled, as she moved her hand up the pants of his black school pants, till she reached his crotch and began rubbing it. “Because I hope I do – you still make me feel like that too.”
“Of course you do, you’re one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever met.” Ichigo muttered into her ear, as he used his right hand to pull her face closer to him, and began to kiss her hard on the lips. Before he knew it, he was unbuttoning her blouse and ripping off her bra, exposing the large breasts that he enjoyed so much. He continued to kiss her, but he used one hand to hold her close to him, and the other to fondle her exposed breasts. He kneaded and pinched her nipples, as she moaned into his mouth. She let her hand snake into his pants, easily accessing his underwear and began massaging his balls.
“Ahh…” She moaned, as she began stroking his large cock, enjoying the feeling of it in her hands. She pulled down his pants and his underwear quickly, as she began properly jacking him off, smiling as she felt it come to its full length. She broke their long kiss, and stared him in the eyes. “I want to taste you…” She whispered into his ear, looking down at his cock.
“I would like no other thing.” Ichigo smiled, as she got off the bed and knelt in front of him, kissing the tip of the head of his cock and licking the precum off it. He ran a hand through her hair as he slowly pushed his cock into her mouth, moaning as she began to suck up and down his shaft. She made use of her tongue, expertedly using it to increase the pleasure she was creating with his cock. She deepthroated him, sucking him further into her mouth. He used his hands to push her onto his cock, fucking her mouth as she willingly sucked. He knew that he was close to exploding into her mouth, and before long, she deepthroated him one last time, with her tongue moving around his cock before he finally let off an intense orgasm into her. Rangiku managed to swallow it all, making sure to lick up the rest of his cum off his cock.
“You taste great…” Rangiku said, licking the last bit of cum of her lips. “I wouldn’t mind doing that again.”
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“C’mon, is that all you got?” Urahara called, as Ichigo rushed towards him once more, swinging his sword wildly at him. “I already told you, Ichigo!” Urahara grumbled, blocking Ichigo’s attacks. “You’re holding your sword wrongly and your stance is off! Your sword can easily be knocked out – like this!” And with one, clean sweep, Urahara hit Ichigo’s sword with enough force to knock it out of his hands.
“Bastard.” Ichigo muttered, as he bent over to pick up his sword. It had been an exact month since he had started training with Urahara, and with it, Ichigo had improved immensely – though still obviously not good enough. Besides meeting Shinji and Urahara, he also met more of their ‘acquaintances’, which included the other Vizards, the two kids that helped at Urahara’s shop along with a tall, muscular man, and a talking black cat.
“Zangetsu,” Ichigo said, calling his sword’s name which he had only recently learnt. “Pierce.” Ichigo’s sword transformed from a normal katana to a large cleaver-like sword, as tall as he was, with a black blade and a silver edge.
“I was wondering when you were going to release your Zanpakuto.” Urahara smiled, as he raised his already released sword up to face Ichigo. Ichigo ran straight towards him, and using a combination of flash steps and a more aggressive sword style, he managed to break Urahara’s defenses, and stop the sword at his neck. “Good work, but still not good enough.” Urahara said, gesturing towards the fact that his sword had already pierced the side of Ichigo’s shirt, and had it been an inch to the left, it would have stabbed him straight through. “Rest up, Yoruichi will train you next.”
“Great.” Ichigo sighed. For a cat, Yoruichi was bossy. She was the one who taught him the flash steps, though he had no idea where a cat would learn that sort of techniques – though he had no idea where a cat would learn to talk either.
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“Yoruichi, what kind of cat are you?” Ichigo said, it was the end of a long day and a long training session with the cat, and he was beginning to rest up in the hot springs that Urahara had conveniently placed in the underground training area he built.
“Cat?” The black cat said, as if insulted. “I am no cat.”
“Then what are you?” Ichigo pressed on, as a strange smile that didn’t normally belong to a cat crept onto Yoruichi’s cat body.
“A human. Just watch.” Yoruichi disappeared in a puff of smoke, and in her place appeared a tall, dark-skinned woman with her dark hair tied up in a ponytail, and a slender, hourglass shaped body. Though what Ichigo found most captivating were her striking cat-like eyes, and her large, round breasts. It was only when Ichigo noticed that that he realized she was naked, and he blushed immediately. “Is it not everyday that you see a naked woman? You’re naked yourself in the hot springs, with only the water and steam hiding you.”
“Every other day.” Ichigo muttered, as he found himself wonder if he had a fetish for well-endowed women, but he excused himself with the fact of ‘who doesn’t’. His mind also delved into whether he was obliged to be faithful to Rangiku or not, but all his thoughts were swept away by the rhythmic swaying of Yoruichi’s hips as she walked towards him.
“So I guess you won’t mind if I join you?” She asked, as Ichigo was still silent. “What? You weren’t embarrassed about taking your clothes off when I was a cat! Just pretend I am.”
“That’s quite hard to do.” Ichigo muttered, before deciding to see how far he could go with Yoruichi. “When the person who I’m supposed to think of as a ‘cat’ is really a very attractive woman.”
“Ha!” She laughed, as she gracefully sat in the hot springs, letting out a small moan as the warm water washed over her naked, now moist, body. “That’s cute. It’s been a while since I’ve been with a guy like you.”
“Been with?” Ichigo replied, a sly smile entering his face, as he began to move closer to Yoruichi, and under the waters he could feel her hand snake to his lap.
“I’ve been in this cat form for quite a while – and even I have my needs.” She smiled. “And, though I’m seeming a little forward, it�s been a while since I’ve had sex.”
“So let me get this deal settled out, before we begin.” Ichigo said, leaning over to whisper in her ear. “For one time only, one shot of a wild, passionate fuck, and we walk away with mutual feelings towards each other. And if we ever feel like it again, we will.”
“Well,” Yoruichi began, as her hand felt for Ichigo’s cock in the water, as Ichigo began kissing her cheek and neck. She was forced to hold back on pouncing on him just so she could finish her sentence. “I haven’t been with someone as forward as you are being right now in a while.”
“You’re the one that popped up naked.” Ichigo retorted, as he moved to kiss her neck, and his right hand fondled her breasts, he enjoyed the feeling Yoruichi was giving him as she jacked him off in the water.
“Then let the games begin.” She whispered. She was glad that they had got all the formalities behind them, because currently she wanted nothing more than his large, hard cock inside her. She pushed him back, and sat on his lap, facing him, and he willingly let her lips meet his, as she pressed her large breasts to his chest for supported, kissing him passionately. His right hand traced its way down her spine, getting a handful of her well-rounded ass, and checking the moisture of her hot pussy.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer for the kiss, as Ichigo left his hands to explore her body, from her soft breasts to her moist pussy, her delicate body was a wonderland for him to explore. Yoruichi allowed herself to moan into his mouth, there was something about having sex with little conversation before that stimulated her further, as he broke her kiss and began kissing a trail down her body.
His breath on her skin made her body shudder, as she used her hands to reach around the water for his cock to resume her service to him.
“Ah…” Yoruichi moaned, as Ichigo’s hands managed to find her most sensitive points. He lent forward, cupping her breasts in his hand and kissing it, covering it in a mix of the warm water and his hot saliva, nibbling it softly. Deciding to test her juices, Ichigo slowly slipped one finger inside her, as she moaned softly and bit her lip. Entering another finger, he gently fucked her with his fingers for a short while; happy with the reply of moans he received from her. “Just fuck me now and get it over with!” She moaned out loud, as Ichigo simply grunted in reply, steadily putting himself in the right position to enter her. “OH YES!” She held her breath as he entered her with one hard thrust, as she felt a shock of pleasure run through her body as his cock filled her pussy.
“Damn your pussy is so hot!” Ichigo grunted back, as Yoruichi lent back, trying to take in as much of Ichigo’s cock as possible. She stopped thinking, and just let her body focus on moving her hips with Ichigo’s, as the pleasure became too much for her. She was sure she hadn’t felt this good in a long time, and she was sure no man had ever made her feel so good for as long as she could remember.
Ichigo was fuelled by desire and lust, as Yoruichi whispered dirty nothings into his ear. He could feel himself about to let go inside her, and he could tell she was about to too.
“Fuck me harder!” She cried, as Ichigo continued to pump in and out of her, the water providing lubrication as his cock easily slid in and out of her. “Harder!”
“I’m going to cum!” He groaned back, as their movement quickened, trying to get the best climax they could out of each other.
“AHHH!” Yoruichi let out one long moan, as she felt herself let go off all her juices, and as Ichigo filled her up with his own. They both collapsed on each other and kissed passionately.
“You know how I said this was a one time thing?” Ichigo managed to say between breaths.
“Yeah?” Yoruichi asked, hoping to hear what she wanted to.
“Let’s do it again sometime.”