The One World – Hueco Mundo

Nnoitra just had to reach out and give that perfect peach like ass a squeeze. Ichigo groaned slightly and moved away from the pawing hand. "I'm leaving now," Nnoitra said.

"Wah?" Ichigo was still groggy with sleep. He pulled himself up and looked around the foreign room. Still here then, he thought to himself with confusion. What the hell is going on? "I have to get to the bus," Ichigo said. He paused. "Er, where is the shower?" Nnoitra pointed him in the right direction.

Ichigo stopped for a moment when he realized that the outside facing wall of the shower was made of waved glass bricks. He could see the shape and color of the flowers in the garden outside. "Nnoitra! You bastard! What if someone comes into the yard and sees me?" he yelled.

Nnoitra didn't reply so Ichigo stepped in and took a quick shower, surprised to find his normal assortment of body wash, shampoo, etc., all there waiting for him. Even his old ratty toothbrush was in a holder next to the sink. I need to get a new one, Ichigo thought to himself as he brushed, watching himself in the wall sized mirror that lined the bathroom wall.

"Ya don't need to take the bus, you know," Nnoitra said. "I'll get you a car."

"What kind of car?" Ichigo asked.

"Any kind you want. Let's go outside," Nnoitra led him to the large circular driveway that was in front of the house. "Ok, tell me what you want."

"A car."

Nnoitra laughed. "If you're so general you're going to get something weird." A car popped up in front of them.

"Is that...IS THAT A FLYING CAR!" Ichigo shouted in excitement.

"Don't have those here?"

"No," Ichigo looked over it with glee.

"Er, then you probably shouldn't have one. I doubt you know how to drive it," Nnoitra pointed out.

"But...I want one..." Ichigo frowned.

"Adorable," Nnoitra said, running his finger over Ichigo's slight pout. "However, it's a no go. I can put this one in the garage and you can play with it later but you can't just drive it around."

"I can keep it then?" Ichigo grinned.

"Yeah, but you still need to come up with one to drive you to school."

"Where are we anyways?" Ichigo looked around, wondering how to even get to school.

"Hell if I know. On a hill. That's your town down there, right?" Nnoitra pointed.

Ichigo nodded. "Hey, is all of my stuff here? I mean, my clothes and everything is here."

"Yeah, it's all here some place."

"Be right back," Ichigo said, darting inside. It took him awhile to find the stack of magazines but he found what he wanted. "This," he pointed to an article as he got outside again.

"Sure thing," Nnoitra replied, the car Ichigo pointed to showing up in the drive. "Looks nice," he commented.

"Ha ha ha!" Ichigo laughed, hugging the car. "It's a Maybach Excelero. Well, THE Maybach Excelero. It's a 650 million yen car. God it's gorgeous."

"Is 650 million yen a lot?" Nnoitra wondered.

"Um, yeah. About eight million dollars. Wait, where are you from again?" Ichigo asked.

"Um...heaven?" Nnoitra answered.

Ichigo rolled his eyes.

"I'm from some random piece of crap world, but I live in Hueco Mundo, The One World," Nnoitra explained. "It's not really the one world, but it is the most stabilized of the worlds, it's where we angels all live and work from."

"So...you're an alien? Or still an angel? Or an alien angel?"

"Er, you needed to get to school, right?"

"Yeah, I go to the town college. I want to transfer later, but didn't want to leave the place quite yet," Ichigo explained.

"Ok, so here's how it's going to work. Everything I've done here, everyone already knows about. They'll all make a reason for it in their head, reaching into the collective unconsciousness for answers. Do you understand?"

"Uh..." Ichigo said.

"What I mean is that you won't have to come up with lies, they will already have an explanation. Now, I have to go back to Hueco Mundo, but I should be back later tonight, 'k?" Nnoitra asked.

"Sure," Ichigo nodded.

Nnoitra left through a gargantua, leaving Ichigo gaping behind him.

"Wow," Ichigo said, reaching over to where the portal had already closed, feeling nothing. He grinned back at his car and got in. His eyes rolled back in his head as he started the car. I swear I'm fucking turned on by this car, Ichigo thought to himself. He smiled to himself, I definitely need to have sex in this car later, like tonight.

Are you really just being so accepting of things? His mind queried.

I've always felt different, at least this way is a good different and not a bad different, he countered.

Unless you've just gone crazy.

If I've gone crazy, at least I did it right, Ichigo thought with a wide smile as he tore through town.

"Is that your new car! I'm so jealous!" Rukia squealed as Ichigo parked in front of the school, miraculously finding great parking.

"Seriously. Who the hell do I have to sleep with to get one?" Renji said, eyeballing the car with open envy.

"You know you're not supposed to bilk your sugar daddy too hard," Uryu said. "Or he'll dry up."

"I really hope that's a joke," Ichigo replied. "Besides, what the hell kind of advice is that? Are you talking from personal experience?"

"Of course not," Uryu answered, adjusting his glasses with irritation.

"When do we get to meet him, Ichigo?" Orihime asked. "Or is he still away on a business trip?"

"Uh...he's supposed to be back soon..." Ichigo hedged. "Maybe when he gets back I'll invite everyone over or something."

"Why don't you just bring him to my party this weekend?" Rukia asked.

"Party?"

"You know, my BIRTHDAY party," Rukia said, her hands on her hips as she glared at Ichigo.

"Ha ha! Of course that party! Yeah, I'll invite him if he's here."

"OH MY GOD ICHIGO IS THAT YOUR CAR!" Keigo's voice came loudly from the distance.

"I hope your scotch-guarded the thing because Keigo is going to drool all over it," Renji joked semi-seriously.

"Ridiculous," Ulquiorra said as Nnoitra joined them in the viewing room. Massive structures of screens filled the large room, displaying different worlds, read outs going across some of them. "You've done more damage in a twenty-four hour period than Grimmjow did in years."

"So what?" Nnoitra shrugged.

"You are speeding up the event horizon by your chaotic actions."

"Bullshit. I ain't too smart but you can't speed up an event horizon, or if you can, no one can tell. Besides, who cares? If we all collapse into a singularity it's not like we'll notice, it'll just be lights out and maybe everything will finally be less annoying and a lot more quiet," Nnoitra scoffed.

"Don't speak of the end of all universes so lightly, Nnoitra," came a voice from behind them.

"I was just saying that it doesn't really matter one way or another, Lord Aizen," Nnoitra amended. "We can't change fate."

"Well, we can choose fate," Aizen said with a small smile.

"Very true," Gin said from next to him.

"Did ya two want anything?" Nnoitra asked, forcing himself to not glare at Gin, who always made his slightly angry for some reason. The bastard always acts like he's one step ahead of me. He's worse than Aizen, because at least Aizen is quietly smug about it, that I can ignore, Nnoitra thought. I hate both the bastards though. But if I had to choose just one to kill...

"Thinking about killing me again?" Gin smiled widely, the colors of his eyes invisible through the slant of his eyelids.

"It was fun last time, what can I say?" Nnoitra said.

"I was a kid," Gin replied. "At least the couple of dozen of times I killed you, you were grown."

"You were a teen, close enough," Nnoitra told the man in front of him. "Besides, doesn't it just help the cause to kill off the extras? It's not like you wanted him around anyways. You would have had to kill him yourself otherwise."

"Granted," Gin admitted.

"You have already become involved with the boy," Aizen said.

"Grimmjow did before me, so I don't see how it matters," Nnoitra defended himself.

"I at least waited to get to know him. You bedded him in a day," Grimmjow's voice came from the doorway.

"I work quicker than you," Nnoitra said. "Or maybe he just likes me better."

"I didn't fucking use magic to make a whole new world for him," Grimmjow growled.

"Please don't refer to this as magic," Tosen said, speaking up finally from his seat next to Ulquiorra.

"It would be magic to the kid is my point," Grimmjow said.

"I told him I was an angel," Nnoitra told them with a laugh.

"An angel?" Ulquiorra considered. "If anything we're closer to the opposite."

"Whatever. Both are bullshit."

"The human mind makes truth into myth, why not assume that we are the demons and angels of religion and myth?" Aizen stated.

"Not me, I'm claiming demi-god," Gin said. "Demon or angel is too rigid a role."

"And Grimmjow here is just a big kitty," said Nnoitra. "You can be the god of cats."

"Fucking shut up."

"I'm the observer right now, do ya want me to give you ears and a tail?" Nnoitra threatened.

"You wouldn't fucking dare," Grimmjow said angrily.

Nnoitra got a far away look in his eye, but then stopped when Aizen placed his hand on his shoulder. "Not in The One World, Nnoitra," he said.

"Well then, if you ever come to visit Ichigo, be well aware that you'll do so with a long blue tail and adorably fluffy ears," Nnoitra told the man who was grimacing at him.

"I can't believe he remembers me," Grimmjow said with a small sigh.

"He missed you too. Too bad for you, it's too late now that I'm in the picture," Nnoitra gave a cruel smile.

"You bastard, I lo..."

"Loved him? I really hope that's not what you were going to say," Nnoitra said.

Grimmjow looked at the group of people are him, as if he had forgotten their presence. "No," he said quietly. "But when he's finalized himself, when he's an espada, he's going to be mine."

"I doubt that," Nnoitra told him.

"Enough," Aizen said. "Give us the report on Ichigo Kurosaki's progress."

Ichigo thought it was truly bizarre that everyone knew about his supposed really rich American businessmen boyfriend, his new address, and loved his car without thinking how impossible it would have been for him to get it even with a really rich boyfriend.

Coming home, he expected the whole place to not be there, or to dissolve under his hands as he opened the door. But it was all there, all solid.

So, Grimmjow was whatever Nnoitra is, and so was Tesla. But the didn't do any of this stuff. Or did they? He remembered Tesla fixing a flat on his bike without any tools or a spare tire, and Grimmjow had fixed Ichigo's broken arm that one time. Grimmjow claimed that it wasn't really broken, but Ichigo had broken bones before, he knew the second he heard that crack that he was going to be a cast for a long time.

He's not here, Ichigo thought. I know that even though I haven't looked throughout the house. I can sense him ever since he did that weird thing in my apartment. It's almost like a scent, a sense that I can't really control.

Is he not going to come back? What if he's like Grimmjow? Should it even matter to me, I've only known him a day or so.

It does matter. There's something about him that I'm drawn to, Ichigo argued with himself. I was drawn to Grimmjow and Tesla as well, but not as strongly. I'm even feeling myself reach out for him now, trying to make him feel me like I felt him, his aura or whatever you'd call it.

"Mmm," he heard a voice behind him. He tried to whirl around but felt long arms holding him in place, as Nnoitra hugged him from the back. "Are you trying to make yourself more tasty for me?" Nnoitra whispered huskily into Ichigo's ear.

"I...was trying to draw you, yes," Ichigo admitted.

"I wouldn't feel you from where I was, but it's still nice to know that you tried," Nnoitra said, kissing Ichigo's neck. "By the way, Tesla has offered to be here as our...servant? Man servant? Butler? Chef? Maid? Whatever you want to call it; but I'm holding off on that for now because I want to be able to take you whenever I want and not have you worry about silly things like Tesla walking in on us."

"He's coming back?"

"Well, I'll sometimes have to go, and I wouldn't want ya to be lonely," Nnoitra said. Or open to Grimmjow's advances, he added to himself. Or open to attack from another developing espada. "So we're gonna make sure someone's with you all the time."

"That's nice. I like having him around," Ichigo stated. "Plus I'm a crummy cook."

"He's good at cooking," Nnoitra admitted.

"Oh, my friends want to meet you. There's a party this weekend. Can you come?" Ichigo asked. "Or...I mean...you don't have to."

"Naw, I'll come. I'm sure you'll want to talk to me about them sometimes, might as well match a face with a name," Nnoitra said, feeling magnanimous. He didn't really care about Ichigo's friends, but he might as well check up on them and make sure that they were ok.

"Ah," Ichigo moaned, feeling Nnoitra's finger delve into his pants. "Wait," he said.

Nnoitra growled behind him.

"I ah...wanted to go to the car," Ichigo said, blushing.

"Car?"

"I wanted you...to fuck me on the hood of the car..." Ichigo got out.

"Kinky bitch," Nnoitra said, easily scooping Ichigo up in his arms. "Let's do it. I guess I should set up a privacy gate." One the one hand, Nnoitra loved the idea of someone seeing him hammer Ichigo, but on the other hand, he didn't want anyone to see his Ichigo naked.

A/N: Go ahead a look up that sexy car if you want to. So nice...