One is Too Many
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Adult ++
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15
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Chapter 13
You guys fuckin' rock! As such, I'll post a bit early so as not to be too cruel. Or maybe I'm just being more horrible. *L* Keep those reviews coming, I'll post tomorrow. Almost there.
~Yumichika~
“Really, Lieutenant, I've told you not to play so rough with the new recruits. They're just not very strong.” I'm lecturing Yachiru when the emergency call comes in, static filled and breaking up.
“Pleh-se,-lp uh – ar—car, Ich-ma- Gin. -aptain down, Key-” then only screams before the link cuts out.
Key? Didn't Ikka's group go out earlier? Kira? Shit! “Send reinforcements immediately, we're going ahead.” Yachiru is already running, glee in her eyes as we race through the streets to the transport gates. “Send us to Captain Ikkaku's last known coordinates!” The gate opens immediately, glowing as we plunge through.
Even I'm slightly shocked when we hit the ground; blood everywhere, prostrate bodies sprawled across the grounds and no sign of arrancar or hollows. Are they all dead? No, energy washes over us, strong enough to make me stumble before I can throw up enough of a shield to give me some breathing room. “They're gone!” She sounds so disappointed. Kira's reitsu doesn't even faze her, too used to Kenpachi's. I can just make out the source, a small blond form jerking on the ground, collapsed beside Ikka's still body.
Another ball of energy is thrown out to keep most of the healing off me; I recognize the feeling but stronger than any healing should be. “Yes, but we should pick up the survivors, don't you think?” If he would just stop throwing all that energy around, we might be able to get close enough to see who are the survivors. The thin body convulses again, shaking on the ground and energy flies back at him, arrowing in on his suddenly tiny form.
I suddenly realize he isn't throwing it around, he's lost control. He's practically glowing, overload leaking to the area around him and I run; Ikkaku will kill me if I let him die. His hips are jolting under mine, lifting us both up as I call Fujikujaku to hand; blue eyes open and shine nearly purple at me. A slight smile and he closes his eyes again with a quiet sigh. Energy pours into me, more than I've taken before, more than I thought I could take. I have to stop, I can't take more.
But he's calmed, still twitching under me but breathing more easily, no cries of pain. My sword quivers in my hand, filled with so much energy my entire body is vibrating. “Lieutenant.” Even my voice is shaking as she wanders over from kicking a few bodies. “Want to play tag?”
A squealed “Yes!” and we're off, my hair streaming back as we race around the field, dodging and leaping. I feel dizzy with power but I can't stop, can't slow down; I'm even keeping ahead of Yachiru, who just screams and runs harder.
Others are arriving, a fighting squad followed by a medical team. I catch glances of activity as we flash by; lifting Kira on a stretcher, Ikkaku being rolled over, scattered others being loaded up and returned home. I don't see any injuries on anyone but they are all so still and limp. I feel no reitsu from anyone, not even those I can see moving from body to body; I think I've overloaded all my senses. A shudder runs down my spine and I increase my speed.
Lieutenant Kotetsu keeps pace long enough to ask if I'm alright then stumbles back. On the next pass, I see her being helped up and wave. We will be fine. Probably. If I can ever stop running. The gate is wavering, it's been open too long, and the rest of the medical team vanishes with their charges. Isane settles on the ground, arms around her knees; waiting.
Occasionally I catch snippets of conversation with her Captain “Fine, still running.” “Still running.” “Still.” “Yes, Captain, still.”
Finally, I just fall midstep, Yachiru leaping on my back. “Yay! That was so fun! Lets do it again!”
Ugh. Never, ever again. Next time, I'll let him die. Honestly, my hair is a disaster and I think I broke a nail. A slow roll and I'm looking up at Isane, who crouches down beside me, my little Lieutenant happily crawling on her; she lifts my hands so I can see. Yes, I did, damn it all. I just had those done too. Her dark eyes flit around before she digs a tiny nail file from her medical bag and starts to smooth the rough edges quickly. I smile a bit and close my eyes; always nice to be cared for by someone so smart.
~Yumichika~
“Really, Lieutenant, I've told you not to play so rough with the new recruits. They're just not very strong.” I'm lecturing Yachiru when the emergency call comes in, static filled and breaking up.
“Pleh-se,-lp uh – ar—car, Ich-ma- Gin. -aptain down, Key-” then only screams before the link cuts out.
Key? Didn't Ikka's group go out earlier? Kira? Shit! “Send reinforcements immediately, we're going ahead.” Yachiru is already running, glee in her eyes as we race through the streets to the transport gates. “Send us to Captain Ikkaku's last known coordinates!” The gate opens immediately, glowing as we plunge through.
Even I'm slightly shocked when we hit the ground; blood everywhere, prostrate bodies sprawled across the grounds and no sign of arrancar or hollows. Are they all dead? No, energy washes over us, strong enough to make me stumble before I can throw up enough of a shield to give me some breathing room. “They're gone!” She sounds so disappointed. Kira's reitsu doesn't even faze her, too used to Kenpachi's. I can just make out the source, a small blond form jerking on the ground, collapsed beside Ikka's still body.
Another ball of energy is thrown out to keep most of the healing off me; I recognize the feeling but stronger than any healing should be. “Yes, but we should pick up the survivors, don't you think?” If he would just stop throwing all that energy around, we might be able to get close enough to see who are the survivors. The thin body convulses again, shaking on the ground and energy flies back at him, arrowing in on his suddenly tiny form.
I suddenly realize he isn't throwing it around, he's lost control. He's practically glowing, overload leaking to the area around him and I run; Ikkaku will kill me if I let him die. His hips are jolting under mine, lifting us both up as I call Fujikujaku to hand; blue eyes open and shine nearly purple at me. A slight smile and he closes his eyes again with a quiet sigh. Energy pours into me, more than I've taken before, more than I thought I could take. I have to stop, I can't take more.
But he's calmed, still twitching under me but breathing more easily, no cries of pain. My sword quivers in my hand, filled with so much energy my entire body is vibrating. “Lieutenant.” Even my voice is shaking as she wanders over from kicking a few bodies. “Want to play tag?”
A squealed “Yes!” and we're off, my hair streaming back as we race around the field, dodging and leaping. I feel dizzy with power but I can't stop, can't slow down; I'm even keeping ahead of Yachiru, who just screams and runs harder.
Others are arriving, a fighting squad followed by a medical team. I catch glances of activity as we flash by; lifting Kira on a stretcher, Ikkaku being rolled over, scattered others being loaded up and returned home. I don't see any injuries on anyone but they are all so still and limp. I feel no reitsu from anyone, not even those I can see moving from body to body; I think I've overloaded all my senses. A shudder runs down my spine and I increase my speed.
Lieutenant Kotetsu keeps pace long enough to ask if I'm alright then stumbles back. On the next pass, I see her being helped up and wave. We will be fine. Probably. If I can ever stop running. The gate is wavering, it's been open too long, and the rest of the medical team vanishes with their charges. Isane settles on the ground, arms around her knees; waiting.
Occasionally I catch snippets of conversation with her Captain “Fine, still running.” “Still running.” “Still.” “Yes, Captain, still.”
Finally, I just fall midstep, Yachiru leaping on my back. “Yay! That was so fun! Lets do it again!”
Ugh. Never, ever again. Next time, I'll let him die. Honestly, my hair is a disaster and I think I broke a nail. A slow roll and I'm looking up at Isane, who crouches down beside me, my little Lieutenant happily crawling on her; she lifts my hands so I can see. Yes, I did, damn it all. I just had those done too. Her dark eyes flit around before she digs a tiny nail file from her medical bag and starts to smooth the rough edges quickly. I smile a bit and close my eyes; always nice to be cared for by someone so smart.