Ice to Meet You

Just as you had done time and time again you reach down and, after shielding your eyes with your free arm, you gently depress the button. As it had done every other time a massive flash of the purest white explodes from the device and the sword held within, your eyes squinting closed at the sheer brightness of the illumination. For a few moments the white light covers the room in its blistering purity, the shimmering blankness of a freshly fallen snow covering every crevice and corner of the room in its weightless touch.

However that is quick to end and the light quickly fades, your now safe eyes turning from the relative safety of your clothed arm and instead to the new presence present in the room. Sitting across from you is the picture of elegance and grace, a woman with flawless pale white skin and some of the deepest cerulean eyes you’ve ever seen in your life. Her hair is long and a very light shade of lavender, the strands of natural silk framing her beautiful face with a natural genteel elegance. The woman is clothed in a soft pink kimono that is tied at the waist with a pale yellow obi and a soft purple bow on her back. As she sits across from you, you can only feel as if you are sitting across from a princess, her pale lips turning up into a gentle smile as she speaks, “Hello John Doe, my name if Sode no Shirayuki, the spirit of the Zanpakuto you just released.”

It takes a little bit for you to form your words, never before in your life have you talked with something who seems so cultured and at the same time kind, “Ah…well it is very nice to meet you Sode-chan.”

Hearing the affectionate nickname that you give her sends a slight flush of pink across Sode’s cheeks, her eyes lighting up slight as her smile grows, “The pleasure is all mine John. Thank you for accepting Rukia-chan and myself into your life, I hope we can get along.”

With a soft chuckle you nervously scratch the back of your head, “Well with someone as nice and beautiful as yourself I don’t think that will be any problem at all Sode-chan.”

Again your words send a flush of crimson across Sode’s cheeks, her body nervously fidgeting as her hands gently fist in her clothing, “You are too kind John…but more to the point, do you know why I wished to be released?”

Looking over Sode an answer quickly springs to mind but with a soft and almost playful smile you shake your head from side to side, “No, why is that Sode-chan.”

Wordlessly Sode rises from her seat, walking around the table only to sit by you with the skill and grace of a classically trained noble woman, “It is because of this John.” Without warning Sode-chan’s hands slide from the confines of her long sleeved kimono, gently cups your cheeks, and lays a soft and loving kiss upon your lips.

The touch is gentle and Sode tastes of mint, her soft and pale skin flushing slightly with arousal as her arms gentle encircle your neck. After a bit of time Sode breaks from the kiss, her breath slightly panting as you offer up a small grin, “I’m sorry, I don’t think I heard that the first time.”

A laugh and a quick kiss later you turn from Sode to the rest of the room and into the gaze of all the other women in your life. Every stare holds a glint of lust and love, even the bad attitude bee of Suzume seems to hold a flicker of desire for you despite her initially rough and annoying introduction. Turning from the girls and to Sode you smile, your hand gently holding the snow princesses dainty palm as you speak, “Sode-chan, allow me to introduce you to the rest of the family.”

It is in the middle of you introducing Sode to the rest of the girls and some other idle chit chat with the lovely ladies that you hear an odd knocking at your door, a quick rapping of knuckles against wood that causes you to raise your eyebrow with curiosity, “Hold that thought girls, I’m gonna go answer the door…and then we’ll discuss Shinji-chan and Hiyori-chan’s punishment for trying to skip out on a well won bet.”

As the two aforementioned girls gulp with fear the rest of the room, most noticeably Grim, Saru, and Hebi, give the pair a leer of malevolent cheer, something that sends a chill through their spines as well as your own. Shaking that off you rise from the couch and walk to the door, opening it up with a smile and a greeting, “Hello how can I-“

You are interrupted when a hand, a rather slender and pale skinned limb, shoots up and grabs hold of your face, effectively shutting up as two rather annoyed and irritated brilliant emerald eyes stare from the face of your beloved Ulquirra, “Come, we have training to do.”

With that you are off in a burst of **** Sonido, destined for training that you have a feeling will leave a very painful mark…