DON'T OWN BLEACH!

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Chapter 5

Wedding reception

After the wedding ceremony the bride and groom walked directly towards their table that was mounted on a small dais apart from the guests. There, they were introduced for the first time as a couple. Afterwards some of the guests gave a few speeches honoring the bride and groom. With all the wedding protocol finished the couple decided to mingle between their friends, family and other guests for a while.

The wedding grounds were beautifully adorned. There were Japanese lamps of many colors and sizes illuminating the area with its beautiful gardens and some torches to help keep the bugs away from the people. There were lots of tables for the many guests and in the middle of them all was a raised crystal like platform with lights underneath illuminating the dance floor and dancers. There was a bar to the side with every pricey drink known to mankind and many waiters walking amongst the tables with silver trays carrying drinks or refreshments for the guests.

Ichigo was very hot in his ceremonial kimono; he was even starting to sweat even though the night had quite a chill to it. At the moment he was with Tatsuki and Shiro, and he decided to do something about his little problem.

"Hey guys I'm too hot I want the hell out of this thing", whine out a very annoyed orangette flouncing his arms all around himself.

With an evil glint in his golden eyes Shiro was the first to give his baby brother his two cents. Crossing his arms over his chest he gave Ichigo a teasing smirk. "Well princess I know jus' how we can fix tha' lil' problem of yours, we should jus' give your new beau a holler and I bet that he can get ya out of them clothes pretty soon."

Tatsuki had to put her hands over mouth just to keep her giggles in. Poor Ichigo had gone beet red, with eyes as big as saucers and mouth agape. When finally he recovered enough his red from embarrassment transformed into one of anger. "If we weren't in front of so many people I would kick your ass so hard your grandchildren would feel it, you idiot", the berry finally hissed out.

Shiro just started to snickered cause he knew that what Ichigo just said was probably true, thank God they were in front of company. Tatsuki finally got a hold of her mirth and took the orange haired bride's arm. "Come on Ichigo let's look for 'Hime so we can get you out of those hot clothes". With those words she dragged the fuming bride before he could decide that beating his brother during his wedding reception was a good idea.

With a happy grin Shiro went to look for his parents to inform them about Ichigo's whereabouts.

With Aizen

Sosuke and Gin were mingling about the guests; they talked here and there about various things from business to the latest gossip in high society. All of a sudden Gin's creepy smile faltered a little when he saw something at a distance, he then excused himself from his conversation with a Visored member and went to look for Aizen, who was not that far away from him.

"Excuse me Aizen-sama but I need an opinion about something from you", Sosuke knew with the look that Gin was giving him that something was really wrong; keeping a charming smile on his face he gave his excuses to his company at left with his right hand man.

When they were sufficiently away from prying eyes they stopped. "Well Gin, what's going on?"

Gin just looked to his right without uttering a word; Aizen just followed his friend's gaze until he finally found the source of Gin's uneasiness.

Aizen dropped his charming façade, and with narrowing dangerous eyes asked, "Why is she here? I doubt that she was invited to my wedding."

"I don't know but it seems like she's here as companion to a guy from Soul Society, probably conned him into taking her to the wedding of the year. Anyway she's here and she's already noticed us staring at her."

"Come Gin, the faster we get this over the faster we'll know what she wants. I don't want her close to Ichigo, so keep your eyes open for anything."

The two men walked towards said troublesome woman. Said woman, when she noticed that Aizen was coming towards her direction, told her foolish date to get her some champagne to get rid of him.

Gin and Sosuke, finally reaching their target, started their quest to find out the woman's intentions. With a friendly smile Aizen greeted her "Ivanova-san how good seeing you again it has been a while, I did not expect to see you so soon, especially here of all places."

Alexa Ivanova was petite beautiful woman, with black long hair, icy blue eyes and pale milky skin. She extended her dainty hand towards Aizen to greet him, he caught the tips of her fingers, not wanting to touch her hand at all, simply because if he did not others near could think something was wrong between him and the woman.

"Aizen-sama congratulations on your marriage, when I heard from a friend that you were getting married I just knew that I had to come no matter what", answered in a coy manner the black haired woman.

Sosuke heard the subtle challenge in her words, he let go of her fingers and even though his smile didn't left his face his gaze turned as cold and dangerous as that of a snake. "I hope you are enjoying yourself at the party, it's not every day that one can be witness to a wedding with a bride as beautiful as mine is".

Alexa's smile faltered a little at this comment. "You are absolutely right Aizen-sama, a beautiful bride and with such family connections. I imagine that you must be very happy with your choice."

Then with the same coyness as before she got a little too close to Sosuke and batting her eyelashes in a sensual way continued talking in a more husky lowered tone, "Of course I also heard that your bride was a novice in the bedroom department maybe I can be of some assistance to him, after all who better than me to tell him your likes and dislikes in the bedroom."

At the crude Aizen kept the same expression as before, though with a small tensing of the jaw, something that only those closest to him knew that such minuscule thing meant that death was nipping at the heals of the cause of such change.

"Ichigo doesn't need any tips from you in that area for it will be my privilege as well as my pleasure to guide him in the privacy of our bedroom life. It's such a novel thing to actually find someone untainted and pure nowadays, untouched by filthy hands." At this last barb the woman took a step back as if she had been slapped.

"Well my dear Ivanova-san I must go look for my bride since dinner is about to be serve, I hope you keep enjoying yourself". Those were his last words before turning and walking away with a sadistically smirking Gin trailing behind him.

Alexa was left standing all alone while seething at Aizen's dismissal. Then calming herself she vowed that this was not the last that Sosuke Aizen would hear from her.

When they were far enough of the woman Sosuke stopped in his tracks and without turning around relayed to his friend in a very chilling tone, "Find out everything about her Gin, her friends, contacts, where she has been all this years, everything. Leave no stone unturned. I should have gotten rid of her three years ago, but this time I won't make the same mistake. You know what to do."

After those last words Aizen then continued on his way to look for his bride while Gin went to do as his Kumicho (supreme boss) just ordered.

With Kisuke and Yoruichi

Yoruichi had her arms crossed under her ample chest and was pouting for all she was worth. 'How dare Kisuke stop her from going to help her sweet orange blossom out of his wedding garments? They were all against her; she just knew it, from Shiro to Kisuke.'

From her sitting place at their table she was glaring daggers at her husband who was talking with a Visored member beside her. Some time later, after getting tired of glaring at someone who was openly ignoring her, she turned her gaze away from Kisuke.

Her eyes locked onto something mighty interesting, making her rise and interrupt her husband's conversation shooing away the Visored member.

"Kisuke, do you see what I'm seeing?"

"What do you mean dear?" he asked his wife while fallowing her gaze. When he saw what she was referring to his eyes narrowed.

"Who is that woman with Aizen? I have never seen her before but I know there's something sleazy about her. Look at how she getting close to him," her sharp eyes not missing a thing about the exchange between the mysterious woman and her new son in law.

After making a humming sound Kisuke closed his eyes for a moment trying to recall where he had seen the woman before. Suddenly he opened his eyes and while still staring at the black haired woman answered Yoruichi's query.

"I remember now. I saw her some years ago, three or four years ago if my memory serves me well. She was on Aizen's arm on a party given by the governor. I think she's a Russian; her name is Alexa something… hmm, Ivanova I think. I remember because a very bulky Russian made a spectacle out of himself because of her." At this if possible Yoruichi's eyes turned even sharper.

"Apparently from what he yelled at her she was leading him on making him believe that she was going to be his mistress but at the end she left him hanging after meeting a bigger fish, also know as Aizen. But that was not all according to the rumors among the other guests of the party she had left him in trouble with the Bratva (brotherhood - Russian crime syndicate). The poor bastard was found dead a couple of days after. Don't you remember that scandal where the police raided some warehouses and arrested a bunch of Russian mobsters? After that drama I never saw her again near Aizen."

"Yes I remember the arrests now. So this little hussy was implicated in that somehow? I don't like it Kisuke. What the hell is that whore doing at our son's wedding?" Snarled out a ferocious Yoruichi, no one messes with her family and lives on.

"We must find out what she's after now; one thing I'm sure of is that she's returned to make trouble. If she so much as does something that can hurt my Ichigo in any way, by the time I'm finish with her she will beg me for death", finished a narrowed eyed Yoruichi.

Long gone is the crazy mom. No, this is the Yoruichi that instills so much fear in Japan's Underworld; this is the one that bathes in the blood of her enemies.

Kisuke hummed his assent while watching with narrowed calculative eyes as Aizen and the Russian woman parted ways in what seemed to be less than friendly terms.

With Ichigo

Having finally ditched his wedding garments Ichigo wore a kurotomesode styled kimono, black in the upper part with the kamon or emblemof the Aizen family which consisted of a Japanese dragon with red eyes and white, blue and black details.

Its form wrapped around a silver crescent moon, leaving the head in the upper part of the moon. Two swords, one in each of it front clawed feet with the points crossing each other. The poor berry head doesn't know this, but this emblem is one of the reasons for Aizen's underworld fearsome nickname, "The Dragon".

The lower part of Ichigo's kimono consisted of hand painted white (for youthful innocence and memories) and purple (for first emotion of love) small lilacs with some loose petals as if windswept around the garment. As a final touch, his obi was white with silver and purple very elegantly stitched petals.

The berry had ditched Tatsuki and was wandering alone on the grounds. Suddenly he felt someone push him from the back.

When he turned around he could not believe what he was seeing, or rather who he was seeing. "Midget!" but looking at the narrowed dark purple eyes of said midget, he amended his greeting. "I mean Rukia, what are you doing here? I haven't seen you in years; I thought you were studying abroad."

"What? You really thought that I would miss your wedding?!" threw the short black haired girl.

"When brother told me about it I knew that I just had to be here. Besides I was coming back home since I just finished my business internship. I just had to come sooner; I really missed hanging with you guys."

The berry head was actually really moved by his friend's words, but he'll be damned before he admits such a girly thing.

"Well Rukes glad you made it. Hey! Now that you're mentioning your brother, how is that old stick in the mud doing?" asked Ichigo with a smirk on his face.

He knows Rukia hates when people are disrespectful towards her "dear nii-sama", but since it's his wedding reception, full of the richest and most influential people in society, she can do squat to him and so he's going to milk this occasion for all he can.

With dangerous narrowed eyes the girl stared daggers at the orangette. "Brother is fine; he's around here mingling about his fellow members of Soul Society. You know doing what a saiko komon (senior advisor) should do", finished the girl with an arrogant air about her.

Ichigo just continued smirking. "Yes I know, my great-grand pa' must be working him to the bone."

Rukia's expression turned into a thoughtful one. "Yes I heard from brother that you and Shiro were Yamamoto-dono's great grand sons. That really surprised me. But anyway I saw the groom and I was like 'Wow, that Ichigo is such a lucky bitch'."

Ichigo's smirk dropped as he now gave a dirty look to his now smirking friend. "Ha, ha. What about you? Anyone crazy enough to be your boyfriend, short stuff?"

"Shut it. As a matter of fact there is actually someone I met not too long ago that I like and hear this, he likes me back. So what have you to say now?"

"Only one thing, when he goes to meet your cold fish of a brother he'll probably move to a different country. Maybe even change his face so you can never find him again" finished a cruel berry.

The friends glared daggers at each other for a few minutes, and then all of a sudden they started to laugh.

Rukia gave Ichigo a hug and replied "I really missed our little spars Ichi, anyway congratulations again but I now have to return to my 'cold fish' of a brother. See you later."

"Yeah, call you later so we and the guys can get together and catch up for the last three years, by the way nice kimono Rukes."

With those last words and a few chuckles Rukia, dressed in a simple dark blue with white prancing bunnies Hōmongi ( worn by both married and unmarried women; often friends of the bride will wear it at weddings and receptions) kimono style, left the bride alone.

With Aizen

Sosuke was walking around the grounds, nodding here and there to different guests, while looking for his new bride. Finally his sharp gaze zeroed on his target.

Ichigo was talking to some matrons. They were asking him questions about the wedding preparations and even the upcoming honeymoon.

The poor blushing bride was ever so glad when his groom made an appearance and saved him from the scarily curious women.

With his usual charming smile Aizen swooped down and interlaced his left arm to Ichigo's interrupting all together their conversation.

"Good evening ladies if you would be so kind as to return my bride to me, I'm sure you'll understand".

The matrons all gave Sosuke small conspiratorial smiles while looking at each other.

"Of course Aizen-sama" The newly wedded pair then left the women who were now giving them indulging and dreaming looks since all of them were remembering their own wedding days and nights.

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With the couple

"Thanks for rescuing from those women, they were really embarrassing:

Aizen gave his shy and yet still lightly flushed bride a small smirk while both continued walking towards their own table.

"No problem, it's time for dinner and I'm sure you're hungry"

"Actually I am. Mom and the girls didn't leave me alone all day and I barely got something for my stomach at breakfast".

A short black haired man dressed in a black kimono with a green obi came before them and gave them a small bow.

"Aizen-sama everything is ready."

After a small nod Aizen replied the man "Excellent as always. Ichigo, this's Ulquiorra and he's been in charge of the whole preparations for the wedding reception."

"Pleasure to meet you Ulquiorra-san. I'm very pleased and grateful for everything you have done." Aizen was proud of Ichigo cause even though his bride was mostly shy when meeting new people he carried himself with confidence yet not in an arrogant way.

With another bow from the raven haired man, "the pleasure and honor is all mine Ichigo-sama, thank you".

Before the wedding they were told that since Ichigo would be taking the Aizen name it would be confusing to all call him Aizen-sama as well, so they were instructed to refer to the orange haired Aizen as Ichigo-sama. Not only would it be simpler for all of them but it would also make things easier for Ichigo, who doesn't do well with the whole –sama almost veneration thing, to accustom himself to his new home.

After that Ulquiorra left the couple so they could continue on their way as he made his own way towards the waiters so he could guide them in an organized way.

Instead of trays, the waiters now went around the place with wheeled carts with different kinds of plates of food within them so the guests could choose what they wanted to eat. Even though the reception was in the garden the paths were so smooth and clear that they had no problems wheeling around the food from table to table.

The hour was getting late, guests had begun to leave the premises mostly family and friends were the ones left.

Ichigo was getting more nervous as the minutes ticked away. Tonight he would lose his virginity to his new husband. The poor bride casted sidelong glances to his groom, who was seated by his right side and didn't seem faze by what was supposed to occur later that night. His heart was beating so loud that he was mildly surprised that Aizen hadn't heard it yet.

Without him noticing, his mother was making her way towards him. Since he was still in his own little world the hands that appeared so suddenly on his shoulders scared the bejesus out of him.

He let out girly screech that had everyone in his vicinity staring at him. Aizen just raised an eyebrow, Shiro let out some very loud cackles which made him almost fall out of his seat, Kisuke took out his fan to hide his smile and the culprit herself had a smirk from ear to ear. Everyone else since they weren't family turned away to hide their expressions.

To say that Ichigo was red from embarrassment and mortification would be an understatement. Not only was his face red, but also his ears and neck were as well.

He turned around and glared at his mother, but being Yuroichi such a glared just made her think that her baby was as cute as an angry little kitten.

"Mom, what the hell?!"

"Oh, shush. It's not my fault that you were too busy ogling your sexy new husband that you did not see me approached". Then in a lower voice that only Ichigo could hear she added, "of course it's not like anyone could fault you baby, I'm sure many others are eyeing your man tonight".

"I was NOT ogling anyone!" Ichigo knew that if he turned on his seat and looked at said man he would see a smirk on his handsome face. He would so not give the man the satisfaction of seeing him even more flustered at the moment.

Thank God there weren't that many guests left, even his friends had already left after congratulating him one last time, so he didn't embarrassed himself in front of too many people.

"Enough about that mom, what do you want anyway? Hissed out the angry bride.

"Well baby, is getting late and I'm thinking that it's time for the bride to retire". At least this time the purple haired woman had more tack with the situation and she said this softly so only Ichigo and Aizen heard her. Of course now the shy berry remembered his thoughts from before his mother almost scared him out of his skin.

Without saying a word or looking at the people around Ichigo got up from his seat with the help of his mother. But before they left the grounds the orange haired boy couldn't help but looked one last time over his shoulder, the moment that he did his gaze locked with that of his spouse and what he saw in those eyes made him start to tremble, if only for the few seconds that their gazes held before he entered the house.

For those few seconds in the other man's dark eyes he saw possessiveness and lust, something that left him breathless and more nervous of what was to come later that night.

Bedroom

Yuroichi had helped Ichigo take off the outer parts of his kimono, now she was waiting while the orangette finished undressing on the bathroom of the bedchamber that a greenish haired woman had led them to.

While waiting for her son, Yoruichi had started to look around the chamber. She must admit that it was a beautiful one. The whole thing was made in the style of the second Rococo period, though less extravagant.

The walls were white, with gilded gold designs and details. A king style four poster bed with opened dark blue drapes and silk sheets, delicate Chippendale furniture with white upholstery and a beautiful and densely ornamented carpet with light colored flowers set against a dark blue background (and she would bet Kisuke's right nut that it was a very pricy original Savonnerie) in the wooden floor.

There was also a large and boldly carved Louis XV style Carrara Marble Fireplace, with a deeply carved central cartouche acanthus leaves and flowers, floral rosettes on the frieze and small scrolls and acanthus leaves on the end-blocks over out-swept scrolled console jambs with tumbling stylized bellflower decoration descending to carved acanthus resting on the foot-blocks. Above it was a grand rococo mirror with stuccowork all around it in gold.

There were several doors around the enormous bedroom but she didn't have time to explore for her baby had finally finished in the bathroom.

When Ichigo had first entered the en-suite bathroom to prepare for his wedding that afternoon he could had easily imagined that he was in a freaking hotel, which was strange since everything he had seen of the house seem to be done in an antique design. The place was done in black and white marble. It had a shower stall with glass doors on the right side and a big hot-tub that could fit 5 people on the far side. There were two carved chairs with a table in between. A wood cabinet with the necessary toiletries inside and a big black marble sink with a great mirror over it.

At first he was afraid to touch something and break it. It totally helped in forgetting all about the little butterflies making mayhem of his stomach because of what was supposed to happen that day – his marriage to a stranger.

Later that night when re-entered the place he didn't noticed anything that could keep his thoughts from being all over the place. He was married to a man that was a little less than a stranger now.

This was not really his choice, but he'll be damned if he does not make the better of it. After all he was married to the hottest and richest guy in Japan, and probably the world.

He may be a virgin in body, but with a family full of perverts, he was far from being an ignorant little uke.

Ichigo divested himself of his clothing and decided to take a quick shower. When he finished drying himself with the very plush towel he put on a deep purple sleeping robe, then he proceeded cleaned his mouth.

Now done he exited the bathroom, only to find his mother ogling the bedroom like she was pricing everything for an auction. Knowing her, it probably would be wise to keep her away from all the pricy furniture and other knickknacks in the place. 'Note to self, do not let mom invite herself too often for lunch'.

"Mom, would you stop that!"

Hearing her baby snapped at her all of a sudden scared the crap out of her, if she were a lesser being she would had jumped where she stood. But being the woman that she was she just sniffed a little at Ichigo, after all she could never be angry at her baby.

"I don't know whatever do you mean baby" responded Yoruichi with the biggest most innocent smile she could produce.

"Yeah, right."

Now smirking for all she was worth, "baby, don't you look like a sexy kitten, meow".

With a slightly disgusted expression, "OK, now that was disturbing".

Now Yoruichi dropped her smirk, since it was time for some serious business, and looked into her son's eyes. "Fine, joking aside. You just got married to a very powerful and dangerous fucker. You have to be careful, you are beginning a new life where there will be enemies in every corner waiting to hurt you or simply use you, even in this very house".

While his mother kept going Ichigo heard everything she said, even though she could be psychotic and embarrassing as hell a lot of the time, he knew when it was important to heed and follow her advice.

"Trust your instincts and try to find some happiness. Even though I still don't trust Aizen, I have seen something in his eyes when he looks at you that makes me want to give him a change to earn my trust."

Now with a soft smile in her face the mother took her son's hands. "Don't forget Ichigo, you have a family if you ever need us we are only a call away."

Hearing a knock on the door both Yoruichi and Ichigo turned their heads to look at it. With a "come in" form Ichigo the person on the other side opened the door.

The same green haired woman from before, Nelliel if Ichigo remembered well, entered the room. She bowed her head in respect to the new Aizen and his mother.

"Shihoin-sama it seems that Urahara-sama and your son Shiro-sama are ready to leave and are waiting for you downstairs in the foyer".

Yoruichi knew that it was time to leave her precious baby to his new life in this big house full of strangers. Still, she knew that Ichigo was strong enough; it also helped that he never could take crap from anybody. Her baby was so much like her.

Wordlessly, Yoruichi just took her son's hand, squeezed it a little and walked out of the room without a backward glance. Ichigo was thankful for this, the last thing that he needed was a clinging mother. He had to handed to her, his mother had class when the situation called for it.

Right after his mother Nell also left the bedroom, leaving the bride alone with his thoughts as he sat on a beautiful plush chair near the balcony doors to wait for his husband.

About ten minutes later a knock sounded, followed by the opening of the door. Ichigo didn't turn around; he continued watching the stars and the full moon that could be seen through the crystal door. He just didn't dare. Tonight would be the beginning of a new life beside a man that he knew little about.

Aizen for his part couldn't look away from his new wife. He simply looked stunning with the light of the great moon reflected all over him.

Sosuke could admit to himself at the very least that he was a little anxious. He was married and this was his wife, tonight he and Ichigo would consummate their marriage. This was not some common woman like the ones he had bedded in the past. He never took any of them to Las Noches, always hotel rooms.

His father always taught him that Las Noches was only for family and tonight, after years of consolidating his power over the clan as their oyabun, he could finally begin to enjoy the fruits of his labor in peace beside a real life partner.

For that it's what he expected – peace. After his father's sudden death there had been some opposition inside the family from a faction that wanted to take the power. The other yakuza families didn't intervene in the internal conflict; they just waited to see who would become the victor of the power struggle. He needed to show the other clans his strength, and showed them he did alongside his Espadas. Together they took down any opposition inside the Aizen-gumi by any means necessary.

Now those dark and bloody days are behind him. He showed the other clans his worth as a leader, gained the peace he so whished for, and now finally he was allowed to claim the bride that would help him cement everything he worked for his entire life. There were still some enemies to take care of in the future, but for tonight he will allow himself to enjoy his wedding night with his beautiful new wife.

Ichigo finally got the courage he needed and stood up from his chair and turned around. With a soft sigh he looked up and finally stared at his husband. It still felt so foreign to him. A month ago he never would had expected to be in this position. His life had changed dramatically so because of this fascinating man in front of him.

Even though Aizen was an extremely handsome and charming man, with probably numerous females and ukes vying for his affections, it wasn't really his physical good looks that attracted Ichigo to the man.

No, Aizen had a special darkness in his eyes. Ichigo could see the passion and possessiveness behind that cold façade that the brow haired man presented to the world. The man was a like a mystery inside of an enigma, there was also a kind of dangerous wickedness lurking behind those dark orbs. All of this attracted the orangette to his husband like a moth to a flame; he just hopes not to burn in the same way.

TBC. Sorry for the cliffhanger, it wasn't on purpose.

Again sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language. Plus no beta and I'm simply too lazy to double check my work.

I'm going to make chapters shorter, because maybe that way it won't take me so long to update. I may have lost some interest in the anime/manga but I will try to finish this story.

Also if guys have any ideas for the story I am open to suggestions, so PM me. I do have a general idea of where the story is going, but sometimes I just get stuck on the mundane details. This chapter has been stuck on my computer for so long, even now I feel like it's incomplete.

Like always, if you have nothing good to say please keep it to yourself. Till next time.