Journey to the West

In seconds you find yourself on the end of five of the oddest stares you’ve ever received in your life, five sets of eyes giving you a look that clearly shows the owner believe you to have lost whatever marbles you could possibly have in the situation. Thankfully it is Rangiku who speaks up, her voice clear but sad as she talks, “Johnny-chan, we’re sorry about this whole mess…we don’t want to leave so you shouldn’t worry about us. We’ll be right here for you, powers or no powers.”

Instead of the overjoyed reaction that the girls expect instead you give them a slight smile, your arms crossing over your chest as you shake your head, “Heh, I appreciate the thought but as I said before I can’t stand letting you suffer just because of me. So come on, let’s grab your stuff and get going so that bucket head idiot can send you back.”

“Wh-What?” Rangiku says in surprise and hurt, her voice teeming with sorrow as she speaks, “Y-You want us to leave?”

You nod quickly, your stance still firm and a small smile on your face as you respond, “Yeah, if Urahara can send you back to your world without asking for a price then I don’t see why not eh?”

“Y-You asshole!” Surprisingly it is not Chimpette that says this but rather Haineko, her tail fluffed out with unimaginable anger as she hisses, “We’ve been sitting here for hours crying our eyes out and arguing over making you feel bad and you’re just gonna send us back just like that!?”

Renji quickly jumps on board with the pink feline, her eyes darkening into a deep glare as she growls, “You unbelievable fucker! I knew it! You just wanted to fuck us and forget us didn’t you!”

The suspicion in Renji’s words and voice quickly affects the rest of the girls in the room, their hearts hurt and their trust in you wounded at the sheer possibility. Snakey and Chimpette speak up next, their voices ringing in tandem as they snarl, “That’s it isn’t it!? You just wanted to fuck us then dump us the next opportunity you get! We should kill you!”

The girls slowly begin advancing on you, their eyes gleaming with so much rage that in the back of your head you can’t help but repeat the old adage, ‘hell hath no rage like a woman scorned.’ However, bloodshed is quickly averted as Yoruichi unwinds from your neck, leaping down to the ground and transforming back into her fully human form. The second Yoruichi appears from the body of your little ‘stray’ Haineko quickly reacts, her back arching slightly as her fur bristles with anger, “Th-That’s the reason isn’t it!? You’re sending us back for Yoruichi-san, isn’t that right you bastard!?”

Before any of the others can hop onto Haineko’s hate bandwagon Yoruichi speaks up, her firm and unbending tone wresting the other voices into submission as she speaks, “No, I am just here to make sure John doesn’t do anything reckless…and that you don’t do anything reckless yourselves.”

“B-But that bastard wants to send us away!” Renji growls, her hands tightening into white knuckled fists, “H-He told us he loves us…w-we believed him and l-loved him back…th-that asshole wants to get rid of us!”

“I never wanted to send you away Renji-chan,” you begin but Renji snarls back, her eyes glaring with the heat of a thousand suns.

“Sh-Shut up you lying sack of shit!” Renji seems to be on the edge of tears as you shake your head, your own gaze remaining firm as you turn to the crimson haired beauty once more.

“No, I won’t. Renji-chan, you didn’t listen to what I said did you?” You ask, confusion now mixing in with every enraged expression in the room.

It is Yoruichi who gets is first though, a small smile on her lips as she giggles softly, “Oh Johnny-kun, you’re being mean~”

“What the hell are you talking about you cat bitch?” Snakey hisses, her body coiled up and prepared to strike like a viper full of toxic venom.

Turning to the group of angry girls Yoruichi grins, her eyes sparking with mirth and mischief as she speaks again, “Correct me if I’m wrong but didn’t Johnny-kun say ‘we’ have to get going instead of ‘you’ have to get going?”

“Huh?” is the collective response from the group, their eyes turning from the dark haired Yoruichi and to your still grinning form.

“I’m coming with you,” you say as your smirk grows, “and there’s no bucket hat idiot in the world that’s ever going to stop me.”

In seconds you find yourself underneath a very familiar pile, flesh and cloth pressed against you as confessions of love and passion flood your ears. Apologies fly like flowers in the winds of a hurricane and kisses rain upon your face in an unending torrent of devotion and desire. For a moment you wonder if it’s too much but that idea is quickly canned, you loved these girls and you’d never want anything more than to be with them forever.

It takes a while to prep for the travel, mostly due to the girls showing their appreciation for your decision by grabbing your ass or groping your crotch as you try to pack. The girls don’t have much so you decide upon something similar, a light bit of clothing and accessories stuffed into a regular backpack and nothing more. However, there is one thing of importance that you take, something that has meant the world to you since you were left alone in your large and lonely house. A large silver ring, given to you by your grandfather, with various odd looking and undecipherable symbols embroidered on the top.

With your bag packed and your ring in your pocket you head out with the girls to Urahara’s shop, ready to face the bucket hat idiot and begin the journey of a lifetime…