Not a Mob: Psycho

Finished with what he had to say, Aizen mused, "And with that, ladies and gentlemen, I bid you farewell. If you survive the coming days, let's build a better word. Beneath my rule, of course..."
Punctuating his statement, the stabilized Gargantas utilized by the Attack Squad to invade Las Noches promptly shut. At the same time, far beyond the walls of the massive structure, enormous black pylons whirred to life, resonating with the surrounding space to prevent further Gargantas from being opened.
Sensing what had occurred, a deep frown marred Harribel's face as she revealed, "Lord Aizen must have predicted you would take one or more of us hostage. I can't open a Garganta..."
Tapping the space next to her several times in vain, Karin, wearing a pouty expression, appended, "I can't open one either..."
"It's fine," assured Ohta, interjecting before Ichigo could blow a gasket. Then, as all gazes shifted to him, he calmly added, "Aizen isn't the only one capable of scheming..."
Though he could have explained further, Ohta didn't like revealing his hand when it didn't benefit him. Instead, he looked to Harribel, stating, "I'm going to leave you in charge of Las Noches. You and your Fraccion will stay here and protect my ward."
Interrupting Karin before she could protest, Ohta plopped his hand down atop her head, his expression serious as he pointed out, "You didn't seek power to engage in warfare. If shit hits the fan, you must do everything you can to protect your sister. Understood?"
"But I want to fight..." protested Karin.
Shrugging his shoulders, Ohta replied, "Sometimes, staying out of a fight is the best way to win a war. Even if Aizen succeeds in becoming the Soul King, he's mistaken if he believes he can rule uncontested. Live on, grow strong, and if you can't find happiness in the reality thrust upon you, fight tooth and nail to create a better world..."
Before Karin could respond, Ohta robbed her of her consciousness, her body going limp before floating like she was being carried.
Directing the slumbering Arrancar to Harribel, the inverted triangles in Ohta's eyes exuded an intimidating glow as he said, "Keep her safe." in a firm, authoritative tone.
Feeling a sensation akin to existential dread, Harribel resisted the urge to swallow as she responded, "Understood..." Then, alongside her Fraccion, she departed Las Noches, understanding that Ohta 'putting her in charge' was predicated on the fact he managed to defeat Aizen. Until then, she would bide her time and keep Karin somewhere safe...
Following the departure of Harribel's group, Ichigo approached Ohta with a serious expression of his own, expressing, "Thanks for keeping her out of this..."
Snorting through his nose, Ohta retorted, "You can thank me by being a better big brother once this is all over. It shouldn't have to fall to me and others to teach your sister how to stand on her own two feet..."
Though he furrowed his brows further than usual, Ichigo responded with a simple "Right..." before slapping Ohta on the shoulder and walking past him. He and the latter rarely saw eye to eye, but after learning the 'truth' of his origins, Ichigo understood he couldn't keep pretending everything was normal. Once this matter with Aizen was settled, he was determined to learn everything he could about his past and the responsibilities thrust upon him by his lineage to shape a better future. He wasn't sure how he would go about it, but he suspected Ohta could help point him in the right direction...
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Using his connection with Yoruichi, it didn't take long for Ohta and Ichigo to find her, Soifon, Byakuya, Zaraki, and, somewhat surprisingly, Captain Mayuri of Squand 12 and Unohana of Squad 4, each accompanied by their respective Lieutenants.
Though Yoruichi raised her hand and smiled, the first to greet Ohta and Ichigo was the pink-haired loli that always followed Zaraki around, often riding his shoulders.
Waving her hand excitedly, the diminutive Lieutenant, Kusajishi Yachiru, exclaimed, "Look, Kenny! It's O-kun and Ichi-ichi~!"
"I can see that," replied Zaraki, his voice lazy as he focused his singular eye on Ohta as he asked, "Tell me, kid...did you eliminate all the strong opponents? That's what my instincts are telling me."
Adopting a fearless smile, Ohta retorted, "What are you talking about? All I eliminated were weaklings. The real threat just fled to the Human World. Maybe you scared him off?"
Exhaling an amused chuckle, Zaraki mused, "Maybe..." before shifting his gaze to Yoruichi, adding, "Woman. Hurry up and force open the Garganta so we can return."
Raising her right brow, Yoruichi remarked, "Address me like that again, and I'll leave you behind to guard the rear."
"Huuuuh...?"
Exuding a golden Reiatsu from his body, Zaraki looked like he was about to try and intimidate Yoruichi when Unohana promptly stepped between them, wearing the kind of smile a mother might don while telling her kids they wouldn't be punished if they came forward and told her the truth.
Opening her eyes just a crack, Unohana stated, "We didn't come here to fight amongst ourselves. If you have any grievances, please settle them 'after' we've dealt with Aizen."
To the surprise of Ohta and Ichigo, Zaraki promptly restrained his golden Reiatsu, clicked his tongue, and averted his eyes while Yachiru snickered gleefully atop his left shoulder.
("I knew there was something strange about that bitch...") thought Ohta, recalling the nervous tension he occasionally felt during his stay at the Squad 4 Barracks. The only time he and Unohana interacted was when she advised him to be considerate of the other patients, but there were times when he would wake up in the middle of the night feeling as though a venomous snake was crawling up his chest...
Causing the pointed ears atop Ohta's head to flatten, Unohana directed her smile toward him, calmly asserting, "It's not polite to think ill of your comrades..."
("You need to kill this one before she kills you...") warned Anpu. However, while there wasn't much of a difference in his tone, Ohta could sense the jackal-like Spirit wasn't as confident as usual.
"Enough dawdling," said Byakuya, his gaze focused on Ohta as he added, "Quickly explain the situation. How many Espadas remain, and where are Lieutenants Rukia and Renji?"
Extending his right hand, Ohta released Rukia, Orihime, Chad, Uryu, and Renji from the cloak. As he did so, Rukia bowed respectfully, saying, "I am here, brother." in a courteous tone.
"Lieutenant Abarai, reporting," followed Renji, cupping his hands together and bowing toward his Captain.
Nodding slightly, Byakuya casually remarked, "The two of you did well," before redirecting his gaze to Ohta, clearly expecting a report.
Though he wasn't obliged to provide a report, Ohta revealed, "I defeated the former God-King of Hueco Mundo, Barragan Louisenbairn. After that, I coerced the Trest Espada into defecting and crushed the Octava Espada to prevent him from becoming a menace after Aizen's defeat..."
Plopping his hand down atop Rukia's head, Ohta mused, "You'll be happy to learn that Rukia managed to defeat the Rank 5, Quinto Espada, mostly on her own. She still has ways to go, but she didn't even need to use her Bankai to get the job done."
Feeling embarrassed, a red hue colored Rukia's cheeks as she muttered, "Ohta..." with a warning expression and tone. It didn't help that Byakuya seemed genuinely surprised, his brows rising a whopping 300mm as he said, "Excellent. Once we return to the Soul Society, I will nominate you for one of the vacant Captain positions."
Staring at her older brother in disbelief, Rukia was going to protest but was preempted by Yoruichi stating, "We really don't have time for this right now."
Garnering significant attention from Mayuri and Uryu, Yoruichi raised her Captain's haori to reveal rows of bottles containing concentrated Reiryoku and a distinctive golden sword comprised of a double-edged blade and a circular hilt with spikes protruding from the sides. Its handle was bound in purple bindings, and the hexagonal, shield-like crest of the Shihouin Clan was carved into its surface. A purple tassel dangled from a gap in the hilt, but its most notable feature was the effect it had on its surroundings. The moment Yoruichi pulled it out, the faint hum denoting that space had been sealed off promptly vanished.
Seeing everyone's gazes on her, Yoruichi adopted a narrow-eyed smile, waving the peculiar golden sword playfully as she teased, "Curious? Too bad. This is one of the Shihouin Clan's heirlooms, and I'm not at liberty to divulge its properties. All you need to know is that it can do this..."
Half-turning her body, Yoruichi sliced the air behind her, producing a large gash resembling a Garganta. Her Reiryoku noticeably tanked as she did so, but it was promptly replenished as the Reishi in the surrounding sands was rapidly drawn into her.
"That's a Quincy technique..." accused Uryu, staring at Yoruichi as if she had just taken a piss on his Grandfather's grave.
Rolling her eyes, Yoruichi remarked, "Get over yourself, kid. The Great Noble Clans developed the concept of drawing and utilizing Reishi from their surroundings hundreds of thousands of years ago. The Quincy have only been around for a few thousand. Your bloodline is certainly special, but you're deluding yourself if you think such abilities are 'unique' to your kind..."
Though she was tempted to lecture Uryu further, Yoruichi didn't want the person listening 'through' him to hear what she had to say. Besides, there were far more pressing matters to deal with.
Directing her golden-eyed gaze to Ohta and Ichigo, Yoruichi's expression became deadly serious as she said, "Once we pass through the Garganta, the two of you need to avoid engaging Aizen immediately. No matter how much you want to interfere, even if everyone here is cut down, you should only take action 'after' Captain-Commander Yamamoto. That goes doubly for you, Ichigo..."
Furrowing his brows, Ohta replied, "Fuck that. If you expect me to stand by and watch that asshat do as he pleases, you're even more braindead than a certain Strawberry..."
Understanding that Ohta was referring to him, Ichigo's frown deepened as he said, "That's uncalled for..."
Piggybacking off of Ichigo's words, Yoruichi stated, "He's right. Besides, everything you want to 'protect' will be here, safe and sound. That should make it easier for you to cut loose if shit, as you say, hits the fan."
Realizing what Yoruichi was stating, Rukia was next to gain a frown as she asked, "What do you mean by that, Yoruichi-sama?"
Responding in Yoruichi's stead, Byakuya explained, "You, Inoue Orihime, and the former Ryouka will return to the Soul Society with Captain Zaraki, Mayuri, and myself. There is no place for you in the coming battle, so you will help protect Karakura Town as its final line of defense."
"Laaaaaaaaaaame..." groaned Zaraki, earning himself a narrow-eyed smile from Unohana.
"That's how it is," said Yoruichi, adopting a distinctly catty smile as she added, "In other words, if the Gotei 13 and Commander Yamamoto fail to defeat Aizen, you'll be able to go all-out at your leisure. Everyone fighting is more than prepared to die, so if it comes to that, be sure to avenge me properly, okay~?"
Furrowing his brows, Ohta wanted to protest but knew war wasn't a place for sentimentality or reason. Aizen was a monster that could potentially take on the entirety of the Gotei. Waiting for him to exhaust his Reiryoku and be weakened was the wisest course of action, giving them the best chance of success. More importantly, it would allow him to observe the capabilities of Yamamoto and Shunsei, giving him some idea of what to expect should the Soul Society turn on him...
Surprising Ichigo, Rukia, and Orihime, Ohta ultimately responded with a curt, "Understood...". Then, before the latter two could make a scene, he momentarily robbed them of their consciousness, entrusting them to the care of Byakuya before eventually entering the faux Garganta created by Yoruichi with a fiercely resolute look on his face...
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(A/N: Rukia isn't going to be happy when she wakes up o3o...)

With Ohta propelling everyone through the Garganta atop a psychic platform, Ichigo, recalling all the times they had to run through, was seriously tempted to give him a piece of his mind. Instead, he sat off to the side with his arms crossed, steeling himself for the coming battle alongside Unohana and her Lieutenant, a tall, well-endowed woman with grey eyes and short, nearly white hair called Kotetsu Isane. Undaunted by the fact they had an 'audience,' Yoruichi sat atop Ohta's lap with her back against his chest, feet curled and resting atop his calves as he held and caressed her abdomen. There was a chance she would die in the forthcoming battle, so she wasn't overly concerned with keeping their relationship a secret from Ichigo, Unohana, and Isane. Catching Ohta a little off guard, Yoruichi asked, "When all this is over, will you come with me to the Shihouin Clan Compound...?" "To what end...?" asked Ohta, generating a soundproof barrier to prevent their conversation from being overheard. He thoughtfully included Soifon within its canopy, but only to keep her from becoming grumpy and losing focus before the battle. Realizing what Ohta had done, Yoruichi placed her right hand over Ohta's, guiding it southward as she teased, "I want to show you off and introduce you to my younger siblings. After that, I believe it would be best if you joined the Onmitsukidō, assuming Soifon's former position as Commander of the Executive Militia..." Though he furrowed his brows slightly, Ohta didn't immediately reject Yoruichi's proposition. Instead, he began to rub her through the fabric of her hakama as he asked, "Is this the true reason you assigned Soifon to me? So you could elevate me to the position of a Corps Commander and have her serve as my Adjutant?" "Something like that," mused Yoruichi. "The main reason I want you to join the Onmitsukidō is to substitute your lack of status. Even if you become a Lesser Noble in the wake of this conflict, it won't give you a 'voice' among the upper echelons of the Seireitei. By becoming the Commander of the Executive Militia, you'll be in charge of the military force directly under the command of the presently defunct Central 46. Unless an Executive Order is handed down, the only person you'll be obliged to answer to is me. And we both know I won't 'force' you to do anything..." Earning a surprised look from both women, Ohta revealed, "Truth be told, I'm thinking of becoming the King of Hueco Mundo. I don't really feel like getting involved with the politics of the Soul Society, and I'll be able to go all out more easily if I don't have to worry about collateral damage..." "That's..." Though she was compelled to say it was 'impossible' for Ohta to become Hueco Mundo's King, Yoruichi's words trailed off before they could form a complete rebuttal. In the absence of Barragan, Hueco Mundo would need a new ruler. There was even a chance that a Fourteenth Division or a new Onmitsukidō Corps would be created to monitor and supervise it. In either case, Ohta was a prime candidate for the position since he was the one to have slain Barragan... After deliberating the matter for several seconds, Yoruichi said, "I will support you if that's what you decide, but what about Rukia and Orihime? The former has already been reinstated as a member of the Gotei and is likely to become a Captain in the near future. As for the latter, she intends to finish High School and acquire a Culinary Arts Degree before relocating to the Soul Society long-term. There's no way either of them could spend long periods in Hueco Mundo..." ("Not unless Rukia became the Captain of a newly appointed Division...") thought Yoruichi. However, as she would prefer having Ohta close by, she didn't mention that possibility. Instead, she appended, "Also...if you 'do' become the new ruler of Hueco Mundo, it will make those responsible for maintaining the current order anxious. It's not particularly well-known, but one of the reasons for the Gotei's establishment was to 'restrain' Captain-Commander Yamamoto and a few outliers. If you don't relinquish your power or subject yourself to some form of oversight, the peaceful life you desire will be impossible to attain..." Snorting through his nose, Ohta retorted, "You say that as if the creepy candy store uncle didn't place a seal or bomb within my Gigai. I'm not an idiot, Yoruichi..." "..." As placing a bomb within a potential threat was 'definitely' something Kisuke would do, Yoruichi didn't refute Ohta's words. Even if she did, he wouldn't believe her, so after a lengthy period of silence, she said, "Those in power fear what they can't control. I don't want to see you suppressed or sealed away, so please don't do anything rash..." "Relax..." said Ohta, kissing Yoruichi's crown before whispering, "I have too many things I want to protect. Unless some cunt takes those things away, I won't do anything too crazy..." Leaning to the right so she could turn and look up at Ohta, Yoruichi narrowed her golden eyes and asked, "Am I included among the things you want to protect~?" Shrugging his shoulders, Ohta replied, "We might not be 'together' in the truest sense, but you'll forever be my first woman. That, and my pet cat..." Rolling her eyes, Yoruichi wiggled her butt to stimulate Ohta's bulge as she stated, "We're heading into what might be our final battle. What's the point of pretending to be monogamous at this point? Rukia is okay with it, and I know for a fact that Orihime would be much happier if you accepted her as a Consort. You should just accept that, as the prospective Head of a newly established Clan, you will need to take multiple wives. If not, then a single wife and multiple Consorts..." "And where do you fit in that?" asked Ohta, his expression and tone as flat as Rukia's chest. Causing Soifon's eyes to become as round as saucers, Yoruichi replied, "I don't mind waiting a century or two, but I'll eventually want a baby. Then our Clans will be perpetually allied..." Though his expression didn't change, Ohta's cock twitched at the image of a pregnant Yoruichi appearing in his mind. It was difficult to describe, but he felt an overwhelming sense of 'conquest' imagining her carrying his kid. Even more so, knowing their son or daughter would likely become the Head of one of the most ancient and powerful Clans, essentially granting him an 'eternal' legacy... "At least your body is honest..." mused Yoruichi, narrowing her eyes and adopting a seductive, cat-like smile. She knew Ohta wanted to dominate her, and because of their shared connection, he knew she 'wanted' to be conquered. If not for his human morals and sense of commitment toward Rukia, she suspected their passion and desire would mix as well as oil and flame... Adopting a smile of his own, revealing his distinctly sharp teeth, Ohta replied, "My body might be honest, but 'I' am extremely obstinate. Lucky for you, I've already shifted that particular responsibility to Rukia. I'm all for becoming the Head of a Clan, but its organization will depend on her. I'm too lazy to manage things directly." Raising her brows, Yoruichi attempted to ask, "So, if I'm able to persuade her-" before Ohta shook his head, stating, "Don't." in a firm tone, adding, "If I find out you or our little kitten here planted the idea in her mind, even indirectly, I'll oppose it to my dying breath..." Shrugging her shoulders, Yoruichi cheekily contended, "If that's the case, there's nothing to be worried about. As a daughter of the Kuchiki, even if she wasn't born as one, Rukia is well acquainted with Noble society. She understands the 'importance' of forming alliances and granting powerful people Noble status..." Furrowing his brows, Ohta speculated, "It's to expand the gene pool and prevent the native-born population of Soul Society from diminishing due to sickness and congenital dysfunction..." Blinking in surprise, Yoruichi replied, "It's a little more complicated than that, but you're not wrong. Your innate mental capacity is exceptionally rare, even in the long history of the Soul Society. If your children possess even a fraction of your potential, both you and your children will be highly sought after by the Great Noble Clans..." "I suddenly don't want 'any' kids..." muttered Ohta. Unfortunately, Rukia had confided in him that she wanted a large family. She could have been alluding to the fact he would have multiple wives, mistresses, or Consorts, but it didn't change the fact he would have more than one kid. They might be spaced out over several decades, potentially centuries, but with a life spanning millennia, he could live to see his genes spread to every corner of the Seireitei... "Having one with me will prevent the other Great Clans from pressuring you too much," assured Yoruichi. "I can't say the same for your children with Rukia, Orihime, and anyone else you happen to knock up, but that's, as you say, a matter for the far future. Just know that if you choose not to arrange their marriages, I'll support your decision. So long as you give me a 'proper reason,' that is..." "It's no wonder the Great Clans have stayed in power for such a ridiculous length of time..." remarked Ohta, slipping his left hand into the gap on the left side of Yoruichi's hakama as he expressed, "You're unrepentantly sly and shameless. Just how long have you been planning this...?" "You're overestimating me..." replied Yoruichi, her cheeks gaining a faint red hue as she asserted, "I didn't orchestrate any of this. I'm just familiar with how our system works, so I have a good idea of how things will play out if you follow the rules and leave all the major decisions to Rukia..." Placing her hand over Ohta's, Yoruichi narrowed her eyes and added, "You have no real ambition or purpose. You are just living until you die, allowing others to give your life 'meaning.' That's why, even when you're stressed or forced out of your comfort zone, you continue pressing forward as if it's someone else's problem..." Forcing Ohta's fingers deep inside her steamy cavern, Yoruichi's voice became a husky purr as she whispered, "I don't know why you are the way you are, but so long as you remain this way...I will never let you be without purpose. Even if you yield your heart, mind, and body to Rukia, I will never relinquish my place within your soul..." "..." Feeling a little too stimulated, Yoruichi surprised Ohta by reverting to her cat form and curling up in his lap. If he kept fingering her, she wouldn't be able to restrain herself. She might have if Ichigo wasn't present, but since he was an important part of their contingencies against Aizen, she didn't want to overload his brain by pushing Ohta down and fucking right in front of him. The Garganta technically afforded them infinite time to do as they pleased, but if they got 'lost,' they might never find their way out... Staring down at the ebony black cat, Ohta narrowed his glowing crimson eyes before bringing his visibly glistening fingers to Yoruichi's nose. Her face initially scrunched up, but shortly thereafter, she began licking them clean of her love juices. Soifon looked like she would readily carry out the task, but as he was marginally more 'principled' than Yoruichi, Ohta didn't think it would be a good idea to have her heatedly lick his fingers in front of Ichigo, Unohana, and Isane... ("Ah, fuck it...") though Ohta, holding up his fingers and allowing Soifon to clean them. Ichigo's and Isane's eyes widened at the scene, but as there was a reasonable chance they would all die in the coming fight, Ohta saw no reason to maintain a pretense of decency. He sure as hell wasn't going to be civil with Aizen... ... .. . (A/N: Not a Mob: Psycho might be a harem novel o3o...) ... .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . (A/N: April Fools (O w O)...)

After hearing Ohta's explanation, Ichigo was understandably shocked. As a matter of course, however, he felt compelled to ask, "How do you know all this...?"
"That's the difference between me and you," replied Ohta. "You focus on resolving problems, and I focus on understanding them so I don't end up being used to advance the schemes of others without benefitting in some way. As for my sources...that's my business. How do you think I ended up owning a luxury hotel while you're just learning about your heritage?"
Blinking in surprise, Ichigo asked, "You own a luxury hotel...?"
"This guy..." muttered Ohta, rubbing his forehead and combing through his hair in a self-calming gesture. Fortunately for Ichigo, now wasn't the time or place to smack some sense into him...
Shaking his head, Ohta adopted a neutral expression and said, "Anyways, we need to be ready to return once the Attack Squad arrives. Here, wear this..."
Though Barragan's Royal Mantle was incredibly useful, the experiments Ohta conducted with Rukia, Orihime, and Karin demonstrated that it was far more effective in the hands of someone with a monstrous amount of Reiryoku. Even in his weakened state, Ohta could sense that Ichigo had far more Reiryoku than him. The sooner he could recover, the more useful he would be in the coming battle.
Catching the pendant Ohta had thrown him, Ichigo asked, "Is this what gave you those weird robes? And what's with the giant ax and...is that a crown?"
"Even when you've been told things, they fly right over your head, don't they?" retorted Ohta, holding up the crown as he explained, "This is the crown of the former God-King of Hueco Mundo, Barragan Louisenbairn. The ax also belonged to him."
Furrowing his brows, Ichigo asked, "And you just took them? That's not cool, man..."
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Inhaling a deep breath, Ohta resisted the urge to plant Ichigo into the nearest wall, his expression morphing into a half-lidded deadpan as he said, "Just put the damn thing on..."
Though he didn't approve of taking war trophies, Ichigo donned the ruby pendant, causing a predominately white Shihakusho to materialize around his body. It looked remarkably similar to his Bankai attire, but the colors were inverted, and the edge of his cape and hakama were incredibly worn and tattered. More notably, he gained a pure white, skull-shaped pauldron over his left shoulder, its eye sockets as black as a Hollow's hole.
As the white Shihakusho materialized around him, a bone-chilling Reiatsu surged from Ichigo's body, causing even Ohta to feel tense. However, this was fairly tame compared to the responses of Karin, Sung-Sun, Mila Rose, and Apacci. The former was able to remain standing, albeit with her body trembling violently, but Harribel's Fraccion were immediately brought to their knees, eyes wide and sweat covering their bodies as they practically prostrated themselves before Ichigo's Reiatsu.
"Huh? What's going on...?" asked Ichigo, staring at the sight in confusion instead of attempting to rein in his Reiatsu. Fortunately for everyone else, his idiocy wasn't communicable, so Ohta was able to form a barrier as he flatly replied, "Your Reiatsu is leaking. Get it under control before I smack your few functioning brain cells into oblivion..."
"Right..." replied Ichigo, closing his eyes, brows furrowed as he focused on calming his surging Reiatsu. It took nearly a minute, but he eventually got it under control, causing the bluish-white aura exuding from his body to dissipate completely.
Exhaling a sigh, Ichigo opened his eyes and asked, "How's that...?" while observing everyone's condition.
Lowering the barrier, Ohta answered, "Far from perfect, but better. Also, before you get any ideas, that pendant is mine. I'm only loaning it to you to speed up your recovery. If you run off or have it stolen from you..."
Though he was tempted to say he would make a replacement cloak from Ichigo's skin, Ohta felt like that might be crossing a line given his current company. Instead, he adopted a toothy grin and said, "Well, just keep in mind that I 'always' get what I'm owed..."
"You can cut it out with the threats," replied Ichigo, huffing, "I'm not going to 'steal' your stolen goods..."
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Turning to the wryly smiling Rukia, Ohta said, "I'm going out to get some fresh air..."
"I'll accompany you," replied Rukia, taking the initiative to grab Ohta's hand and pull him out of the room. Even she was starting to feel irritated by Ichigo's behavior, so she could only imagine how annoyed Ohta was. Fortunately, while he didn't shy away from violence, he was fairly patient with those he regarded as his friends or, at the very least, didn't view as enemies...
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Nearly two hours after her departure, Harribel finally returned with a conscious, incredibly worn-out Chad, Uryu, and Renji. Ohta had been relaxing outside with Rukia and Orihime then, so he greeted the group from between the two beauties, remarking, "You guys look like you got thrown into a blender..."
Rising to a seated position, Ohta added, "Go ahead and heal them..." in response to Orihime staring at him with a silent plea in her eyes. While she did, he asked the trio what happened, prompting Uryu to explain, "It was horrible. We were making good progress in our respective searches when the floor gave out beneath us, depositing us in a strange, dimly lit location deep underground. Renji believed it was a place called the Menos Forest due to the many Gillians present, but that's when 'they' appeared..."
"The Picaros..." muttered Chad, his expression and tone the same as usual but with a distant look in his eyes. He believed he was prepared to kill any Arrancar or Hollow he encountered, but a group of children and their pets was too much...
"The Picaros..." parroted Uryu, motioning to push up his glasses, but, as they were absent, he quickly lowered his hand, adding, "I've never met such a 'menacing' group of Hollows before..."
"You're lucky they took an interest in you," remarked Harribel, standing off to the side with crossed arms. By now, her hair had nearly regained its golden luster. However, as her Zanpakuto had yet to begin rematerializing, she could only muster 10-20% of her total power.
"You call 'that' lucky!?" exclaimed Uryu. "We almost got played to death by a bunch of kids, all because-"
"Calm down, Poindexter," said Ohta. "Lashing out at chocolate tits isn't going to make you feel better. Now, tell me. Did anything else happen, or was getting bullied by brats the only thing you accomplished since our arrival...?"
Responding in Uryu's stead, Renji huffily challenged, "What have 'you' accomplished since our arrival? Other than consorting with the enemy, that is..."
Furrowing her brows, Rukia emulated Harribel's crossed-arm posture as she said, "In half a day, Ohta has succeeded in defeating no less than three Espada, one of which was the former king of Hueco Mundo turned into an Arrancar. He could have defeated many more, but he didn't want to throw the human world into disarray..."
Realizing he had stepped on a landmine, Renji raised his hands and said, "Sorry, that was my bad. I'm just a little frustrated about what happened on our end. I wasn't trying to be confrontational..."
"Yeah, whatever you say, widow's peak," quipped Ohta. "For now, just focus on recovering. Once the Attack Squad arrives and everyone is in peak condition, we'll return to the Human World."
Turning his gaze to Harribel, Ohta revealed his sharpened teeth in the form of a smile as he asked, "I trust you can help with that?"
Nodding in affirmation, Harribel answered, "It's possible, but we'd have to move outside of Las Noches to ensure nothing goes wrong. I can't explain why..."
Shrugging his shoulders, Ohta asserted, "It doesn't matter. So long as you can help us return to the Human World, I'll have sufficient ammunition to prevent the Soul Society from breathing down your necks in the future. If you could teach Strawberry and his sister how to produce one, that would be even better."
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Though she was reluctant to teach an 'outsider' how to enter Las Noches at their leisure freely, Harribel knew there wasn't much to stop Ohta from visiting them if he wanted to. Rather, with most of the other Espada dead, they would need his assistance and 'backing' to avoid being overwhelmed by the Adjuchas or invaded by Soul Society...
"Very well," replied Harribel. "I will teach them how to create a Garganta, but I have a few conditions of my own..."
Shifting her gaze to Orihime, Harribel narrowed her aquamarine eyes and noted, "I've noticed that this woman's healing differs from the Kaido Arts of the Shinigami. She seems to be able to rewind injuries to a point before they were inflicted. If that's the case, there is someone I would like you to heal..."
"Is it the former Tres Espada...?" asked Ohta, having already considered using Orihime's power to that exact end.
Nodding in affirmation, Harribel replied, "Indeed. Her full name is Nelliel Tu Odelschwanch. Her power cannot compare to my own, but she has a temperament that would prove useful to the governance of Las Noches in the future..."
"Then she can wait until said 'future,'" retorted Ohta, adding, "Unless, of course, you're planning to ally with us in the fight against Aizen and want her to join in. That would go a long way towards ensuring the Soul Society doesn't try to purge you in the future."
Though she was tempted to agree, Harribel quickly shook her head, firmly asserting, "That goes against our previous agreement. I am not convinced you can defeat Lord Aizen, so I will not oppose him directly..."
Shrugging his shoulders a second time, Ohta said, "Yeah, yeah, whatever you say. For now, just go and teach the Strawberry and his kid sister how to open the Garganta. We'll worry about future matters in the future."
Nodding her head, Harribel silently strolled past the group to check on her Fraccion and carry out Ohta's orders. She was briefly surprised to find Ichigo wearing Barragan's mantle, exuding an aura that was more Hollow than human or Shinigami, but she didn't dwell on it. However, after trying and failing to teach him how to open a Garganta, a skill Karin mastered in less than ten attempts, a small part of her wanted to crack his head open to confirm his Hollow hole wasn't located in his brain...
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*beep* *beep* *beep* *beep*
Hearing his phone go off, Ohta awoke from his shallow nap and whipped it out to find he had received a text from Yoruichi, asking, 'Still alive?' with a dog emoji.
Assuming that the beeping was just Ohta's alarm, no one said anything until he rose to a seated position, stating, "It looks like the Attack Squad has arrived. Let's move." while activating the phone's tracking function. If Yoruichi could send him a text, it stood to reason they had brought some kind of transmitter to enable the phone's other functions.
Before Ohta's phone could get a signal, everyone tensed as a light hum filled their heads, accompanied by the sensation of a powerful Reiatsu permeating the entirety of Las Noches as a deep, casual-sounding voice said, "At last. All the actors are in their places."
Recognizing the voice, Harribel muttered, "Lord Aizen..." while her three Fraccion instinctually moved closer to her. At the same time, Rukia took it upon herself to explain, "This is Bakudo #77, Tenteikura. Aizen must be broadcasting to the entirety of Las Noches..."
"Then we should get a move on..." said Ohta, turning to Ichigo with his left hand extended, demanding, "Hand it over." in a firm tone. The latter was a little confused initially but eventually parted with the ruby pendant around his neck while Aizen monologued in the background.
"Even I could never have imagined that the Heads of two of the Great Noble Clans would come to Las Noches," remarked Aizen. "It's a shame I can't greet you personally. However, as I have more important matters to attend to, we'll have to delay our meeting until later. Though, before I go, there is one last thing I wish to say. Two, actually..."
Though he initially wasn't paying too much attention to what Aizen was saying, Ohta perked up when the man addressed him by name, stating, "Yamada Ohta...I have given you numerous chances to remove yourself from this matter. Now, I will provide you with one final opportunity. Stay in Las Noches, and I will allow you to rule over it once I claim the position of Soul King. Continue to intervene, and should you fail to defeat me, neither you nor the people you care about will be permitted to die. You will live on for an eternity, watching each other suffer..."
As the Tenteikura transmitted information one-way, Ohta didn't bother to respond to Aizen's threat with words. Instead, the crimson triangles in his eyes exuded an intense glare as he donned Barragan's Royal Mantle and thought, ("You are so fucking dead...")
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(A/N: Aizen knows how to get people riled up o3o...)

Chapter 90: Into the Abyss