Paradigm Shift

"Looks like I'm in your debt again..." muttered Ohta, sitting with his arm raised while Orihime sat beside him, healing it with a happy smile on her face.

"I'm just happy both you and Rukia are okay~" replied Orihime, narrowing her eyes and smiling even brighter. She was a little surprised when Soifon showed up to her fifth-period English studies and abducted her, but when she learned the reason, she allowed herself to be carried willingly.

"You're a good woman..." said Ohta, using his fully recovered hand to pat Orihime's head. He felt like he was repeating those words a lot lately, but there was good reason to. Orihime was obedient and remarkably useful, a stark contrast to how he perceived her just a month prior.

Catching Orihime a little off guard, Ohta asked, "Your birthday was on the third, right?"

Recovering from her momentary stupor, Orihime smiled radiantly and said, "It was, but you don't have to get me anything, Ohta-kun. Every day since you and Rukia accepted me into your lives has been a gift. If I were to ask anything of either of you, it would be to avoid getting injured when I'm not around."

Exhaling a faint sigh through his nose, Ohta thought ("She really is a good woman...")

"Then, next year, assuming this shit with Aizen is resolved, I'll take you to a fancy restaurant and let you eat your fill..." asserted Ohta, causing the bubbly ginger's eyes to widen and glisten. She was a glutton to her core, but she was more excited by the prospect of going on a date. Ohta wasn't the type to go out unless he had a 'reason,' so Orihime never expected him to be the first to broach the subject of going on a date, even more so since she wasn't his girlfriend...

Not wanting to seem selfish, Orihime narrowed her eyes happily and said, "The three of us will go together. Or maybe we could throw a large party and invite all our friends? It's been a long time since I had a big birthday celebration. It's usually just me, Tatsuki, and sometimes her mother. Not that I'm complaining. Ehehehehe~"

"Ah...that explains why you visited Tatsuki that day..." remarked Ohta. As for Orihime's suggestion, he wouldn't make any concrete promises, but he would consider it so long as he wasn't required to plan the event. His ideal birthday celebration was a peaceful evening without worry, accompanied by an expensive bottle of whiskey, a premium-cut steak, and a warm bath filled with pain-relieving bath bombs. At least, that 'was' his ideal. Now, he would be content with sleeping in, getting his dick sucked, and spending the rest of the day just vibing in a bathrobe...

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Rushing over from Soul Society after Ohta sent her an inter-dimensional text, Yoruichi remarked, "I figured something like that might occur," after learning what had transpired. Before Ohta could get too annoyed with her, however, she waved her hand and appended, "Don't get your knickers in a twist. Incidents like this are common when training to attain and master Bankai since most Shinigami lack the control required to handle a sudden and drastic increase in Reiryoku. There's a reason it typically takes ten to a hundred years to master the technique."

Preempting Ohta's response, Yoruichi poked him in the chest, stating, "That's where you come in. The key component to control is mental energy, so you just need to put Rukia through the same training as your puppy lover. Whenever you infuse your mental energy into someone to enable them to use psychic powers, it bolsters their own. Rukia should have no trouble utilizing her Bankai if you assist her, and, given enough time, it will become second nature."

Though he was relieved by Yoruichi's words, Ohta maintained a glower as he asked, "Why didn't you mention this before? Rukia could have died..."

"Unlikely," replied Yoruichi, shrugging her shoulders as she added, "As for why I didn't mention it, it's because it's good to make mistakes and learn from them. Now that she's experienced what could go wrong, Rukia will work hard to ensure it doesn't. It's much better than assuming everything will go well and then being blindsided at a critical moment..."

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Taking advantage of Ohta's silence, Yoruichi narrowed her eyes and added, "Besides, you were there, weren't you? Unless her Bankai caused her to erupt into a million pieces spontaneously, I was confident you and your pocket healer could handle the situation. Rukia also knew the risks well in advance, so unless you intend to lecture and bite her head off, cut me some slack. She 'did' obtain Bankai, didn't she?"

"Come here..." said Ohta, his neutral expression causing Yoruichi to stare at him in confusion. In the end, however, she moved closer, offering little resistance when he abruptly picked her up, tucking her under his arm with her ass sticking out.

"What are you-?"

Before Yoruichi could finish asking what he was doing, Ohta gave her ass a firm, echoing smack. Her excuse was fairly compelling, but he was too annoyed to let her off scot-free. He also knew from personal experience that she enjoyed spanking, so he saw it as an ideal solution to the current situation, allowing him to release his frustrations without making her feel indignant.

*smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack*

Matching Ohta's expectations, Yoruichi frowned but offered no resistance as he slapped her ass an additional nine times. She felt embarrassed, but, at the same time, a rosy hue spread through her cheeks, accompanied by a faint moisture building between her thighs.

Before Ohta set her down, Yoruichi's voice sounded deeper than usual as she asked, "Are you done? Because the moment you set me down, it's my turn..."

"Yeah, I know..." replied Ohta, offering no meaningful resistance when the brown-skinned beauty promptly pounced on him. He refused to resonate with her more than once a month, but if it was 'just' fucking, he no longer cared. His three-day descent into debauchery with Rukia had given him a more 'primal' view of sex, much to his Zanpakuto's satisfaction. Unless the women he fucked demanded something from him in return, he would fuck them like the beast all humans were at the very core of their being...

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"You're back..." said Rukia, smiling weakly as Ohta entered their bedroom. She wasn't in pain, but after having most of her Reiryoku drained, she felt similar to when she first gave Ichigo her powers.

"Yeah...I intended to return sooner, but I got held up by a certain cat..." replied Ohta, approaching the bed and sitting beside Rukia, grasping her hand as she habitually placed her head against his shoulder.

"I hope you didn't blame her for what happened..." muttered Rukia. "It was my inexperience that caused-"

"It's fine," interrupted Ohta, kissing Rukia's head as he said, "If I were truly angry with her, I would have returned two hours ago. I gave her a few welts on her ass, but we managed to work things out after the fact..."

"That's good," responded Rukia, adopting a faint smile as she finally felt like Ohta was doing as he pleased. Orihime had been with her until just a few minutes prior, so she didn't feel lonely when she awoke to find he was absent. Rather, as it had given her time to reflect, Rukia was glad he took the time to 'work things out' with Yoruichi. After all, the latter was Ohta's 'original' woman, the person she had stolen him from. Rukia had no plans of giving him up, but she knew, deep in her heart, that Ohta and Yoruichi should have ended up together. She just couldn't help wanting to be the person closest to him...

Catching Ohta off guard, Rukia abruptly placed her hand on his crotch, adopting the narrow-eyed, alluring smile she had refined over the past three days as she said, "Help me replenish my Reiryoku..."

Recovering from his brief stupor, Ohta adopted a smoldering, wolfish grin as he replied, "Tell me how you want it. Slow and gentle on your back, or with your face pressed to the sheets...?"

Without hesitation, Rukia replied, "Both..." before pulling Ohta into a kiss by forcefully pulling his collar. He wasn't the only one who had developed a more primal view of sex. If not for Sode-no-Shirayuki abruptly reverting to a Tenshintai while they were making love, she and Ohta might not have left their room for several days longer...

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Nestled between the sleeping forms of Rukia and Orihime, snuggled up to him with content looks on their faces, Ohta had an excellent vibe going as he stared up at the ceiling with a relaxed smile, nearly devoid of thoughts. There were times in his current life when he felt like leaping head-first off a building or smashing his forehead into a wall, but, all things considered, he was living an enviable life. He was handsome, possessed near-godlike power, and despite his efforts to remain monogamous, he was surrounded by beautiful, incredibly amorous women who practically threw themselves at him with his future wife's approval. From an objective viewpoint, he had very little, if anything, to complain about...

*beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep*

"But not nothing..." muttered Ohta, rising to a seated position as Rukia and Orihime stirred at the sound of their alarms beeping incessantly, similar to when Uryu used bait to lure hundreds of Hollows for a stupid game.

Pulling over his phone using telekinesis, Ohta's frown deepened into a grimace as he read, "A large number of Hollows, led by an unidentified group of Arrancar, have invaded the town of Karakura..."

"No ETA...?" asked Rukia, her brows raising in confusion before creasing as she said, "We need to hurry...!"

Though he would prefer it if she and Orihime stayed behind, retreating underground for their safety, Ohta didn't protest Rukia's words. Instead, he got dressed quicker than both of them, saying, "I'll be waiting outside," before phasing through several walls to reach the exterior of the building. There, both Soifon and Yoruichi were waiting, the latter having decided to tarry for a bit after the intense dicking he had given her.

"What's going on?" asked Ohta.

"If I had to guess, Aizen either amassed forces in the human world and had them launch an attack, or they have the means to transfer between the realms without triggering the detection system used to monitor the Garganta," replied Yoruichi. "Either way, they're-"

Interrupting Yoruichi's words, a red-tinged black explosion erupted in the sky a few kilometers away, the resulting shockwave causing the windows of nearby buildings to shatter as the wave of pressure reached all the way to their location.

Recognizing the Reiatsu's signature, Ohta's brows perked as he asked, "Was that Ichigo? Since when did his balls drop...?"

Though Ichigo had defeated Renji and several other Lieutenants during the raid to prevent Rukia's execution, Ohta had never taken the orange-haired youth seriously. He knew the hybrid brat had a ridiculous amount of Reiyroku, but he had little control, and his spiritual sense was beyond sub-par. He was like a zippo lighter with a mainline to a gas barge. He had a shit ton of fuel but no way to utilize it effectively...

"I told you his potential was monstrous," replied Yoruichi. However, even she was taken aback by the power contained in the explosion. If Ichigo could concentrate it into a thin, precise beam of energy, she would need one of the artifacts from her family to block it...

"I'm going..." said Ohta. "You two join Rukia and Orihime to deal with the trash. If they insist on coming to me, escort them..."

"Look at you," mused Yoruichi, adopting a teasing smile as she gave the frowning Soifon a smack on her bottom, asking, "How are you supposed to respond when your Lord gives you an order?"

Recovering from her startled, visibly excited state, Soifon discarded her smile, becoming deadly serious as she bowed her head and cupped her hands together, responding, "As you will, Ohta-dono..."

Nodding in approval, Yoruichi turned to Ohta, intending to assure him she would protect the members of his 'harem,' but he abruptly Shunpo'd away, surprising her with how seamless the transition was.

"Ichigo definitely isn't the only one with monstrous potential..." muttered Yoruichi, narrowing her eyes in the direction Ohta had disappeared while Soifon observed her from the side, more than a little envious but similarly impressed by his speed...

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(A/N: Everyone else: *trains hard to get a fractional power-up* Ichigo: *screams Getsuga Tensho slightly louder, becoming twice as strong and keeping the boost indefinitely*. Also, thanks to the awesome people who lent me a hand yesterday. I still feel tired, but my condition is much better after a hearty meal, some extra strength Tylenol, and a long nap xD...)