Gleeful Vengeance

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Of all the threats the Gotei 13 had prepared themselves for, of all the precautions and measures put into place least they find themselves assault by an outside force or once more betrayed by their allies. This was one thing they had never, ever dreamed could of happen, for who expected their own Zanpakuto to turn against them.

Hisagi had just enough warning from the sound of the wind whistling through the rapidly spinning, double bladed Kusarigama to duck his head so the blades only took some of his hair and a bit of skin instead of his whole head.

A roll to the side saved his torso as the second spinning blade. He had a moment to appreciate his mistake for rolling to the left instead of the right when the chain attaching the two blades together started to hook around him.

He kicked off of the ground and managed to get free of the chain only to receive a sharp kick to his back from the one wielding the weapon. He landed in a rather undignified heap on the ground, the breath being knocked from his lungs.

He didn’t give him self a second to rest though, quickly rolling to the side before the blades could impale him. His roll ended at the base of a tree and he quickly dragged himself to his feet.

“Is this the best you got?” His attacker laughed loudly and mockingly from somewhere hidden amongst the trees. “So pathetic. I think I am tired of this game.”

Hisagi tried to move, he had to keep moving. He froze though when both blades came shooting by his face, one on either side. He realized his mistake too late when the chain attaching them slammed into his chest, knocking him back into the tree.

Their forward momentum impeded, the blades whipped around in opposite directions, one going high the other going low and wrapping around the tree until both Kusarigama dug their blades deep into the large tree, effectively leaving him wrapped in place and unable to move either his arms or his legs.

“Tsh.” His attacker sniffed, appearing before him, wicked grin on his face. “Pathetic.” Kazeshini sniffed. “You were never fit to wield me.”

Hisagi struggled futile against the chains binding him as Kazeshini approached, freezing when the spirit was but a foot away. He was completely defenceless and Kazeshini, unlike himself, would not hesitate to kill.

“Riding myself of you is probably the smartest thing I have ever decided to do still.” Kazeshini leaned up against the tree beside him and brought his mouth next to his ear so his breath tickled it. “Perhaps I should shove you into my blades and keep you trapped there for all eternity; never able to hear, never able to see, only knowing the feelings of my joy as I destroy everything around me and taste of the blood of your friends as it coats my blades.” Kazeshini whispered in barely restrained excitement at the thought.

He felt a trail of fear run up his spine as well as a large amount of anger at the threat to his friends. He struggled again and Kazeshini just laughed mockingly in his ear while running a finger down the side of his face, using one nail to draw blood.

Reaching his chain the spirit removed his hand and licked the blood off, making a pleased sound before suddenly leaping away from him just in time to avoid the blade that had almost sliced him.

Hisagi’s eyes snapped to the blond haired man that had just arrived in a mixture of relief and dread.


“Are you all right?” Kira asked.

“Yeah.” He answered.

“Good.”

Kazeshini was laughing now, a wild grin plastered to his face before regaining control and locking his gaze on the new comer.

“Well if it isn’t the little blond boy.” Kazeshini grinned evilly, standing completely at ease despite the fact he currently didn’t have a weapon while his opponent did.

Kira narrowed his eyes at the spirit. He wanted to get Hisagi free but he knew it would take far too long to untangle his fellow fukutaichou and leave him wide open for Kazeshini’s attacks.

He would need to defeat or drive away the spirit first. He launched himself forward, blade leading the way. Kazeshini just laughed and twisted his body to the side to dodge the strike.

Kira was quick to recover and slash again, but again the black bodied spirit just laughed and moved his body to the side as if it was made of liquid, or the wind. The slashes and dodges continued, Kazeshini grabbing a stick off of the ground to parry a few strikes, all the while laughing and taunting him.

Kira froze when their fight, if it could be called that, brought them back to the tree Hisagi was tied to and Kazeshini’s hand snapped out to clasp around the windpipe of the trapped man.

Kazeshni’s nails bit into the skin, drawing small trickles of blood and Hisagi began to thrash as he tried to get more air into his lungs, a look of mild panic on his face.

“If you don’t want me to crush his windpipe now, then throw your blade away, far away.” Kazeshini ordered, his voice dripping venom and his hand tightening momentarily and earning a squeak of pain from his captive.

Kira hesitate. Kazeshini squeezed and Hisagi‘s lips started to go blue. Kira quickly threw his blade away, losing it somewhere in the underbrush. Kazeshini loosened his grip on Hisagi’s throat, causing the chained man to couch madly and suck in lungful of air. His color slowly returned.

“Bastard.’ Hisagi coughed.

“I know.” Kazeshini grinned.

Suddenly the spirit grasped his sash and with a few deft jerks pulled it off of Hisagi’s body. His Hakama would have falling had it not been supported by the chains. Kira made a move to try and go after him again, but his hand once more deftly wrapped around Hisagi’s throat, stopping the blond in his tracks.

“Be a good little blond and back off a few feet.” Kazeshini purred.

Kira did as told, quickly running through plans on how he was going to A) get Hisagi free, B) Find his blade, and C) either escape or defeat the vicious spirit.

Kazeshini tied the sash around Hisagis neck with a loop knot, pulling on his end tightly until the cloth was tight around the others throat. Task completed her turned and walked towards Kira, stopping when he ran out of sash.

“By all means, attack me now.” Kazeshini laughed.

Kira was frozen by mortification. A jerk on that sash would instantly cut off Hisagi’s air supply, and there was sure to be a lot of jerking if they fought.

“Please, I knew you were pathetic, but I didn’t think you were a coward as well.” Kazeshini mocked.

“Let him go.” Kira ordered.

“Now why would I want to do that. First I am going to defeat you, than I am going to shove his soul into my blades and let him taste your blood as I end your life, and than maybe the life of the pathetic girl you seem so worried about.” Kazeshini informed him with a wild grin, ending it with a sharp laugh.

Kira felt anger rise up in him and Hisagi gave a nod of his head, telling the blond to attack and not worry about him.

Hand to hand fighting was most definitely not his strong suit, but he had no intent on wrestling with the spirit. Instead he launched a kidou blast between the two, intending to both separate them and sever the sash.

Kaazeshini laughed and jumped up, not only dodging the strike but also lifting the sash up with him to avoid the attack. Kira quickly launched another right at the spirit, who in the air would be unable to dodge.

With a louder laughed Kazeshini yanked on the Sash, earning a strangled cry that was quickly cut off from Hisagi while pulling himself out of the way of the strike at the same time.

Kira struck again, he only had so much time before Hisagi would be choked to death. Once more Kazeshini easily dodged and gave the sash another strong yank. Hisagi’s lips were once again blue and he was thrashing in futile against the chains.

Kira tried to rush forward, but once more Kazeshini appeared beside his captive and held the sash next to the knot, giving it another pull. Hisagi’s eyes were starting to droop now and he was going even more blue.

“If you want him to breath again, I suggest backing off and going to your knees in surrender.” Kazeshini mocked. “Or I’ll finish suffocating him to death and than take my blades and slice you to a million little ribbon.”

Kira looked helplessly as his friend, realizing there was no chance in hell, even had he still had Wabisuke, to get the other away in time. Biting his lip he backed off a few feet. Each foot he stepped back Kazeshini loosened the sash a bit, letting small wheezes of air into Hisagi’s lungs.

Assured the other would keep his word Kira slowly sank to his knees. Kazeshini loosened the sash and Hisagi once more gasped in huge lungful of air. Sweat was now running down the mans body and he was trembling as his body regained the air it needed so badly. He would have collapsed had it not been the for the chains holding him.

“Don’t……” Hisagi wheezed. “Kira……”

Hmm, Kazeshini leaned in closer to hear what Hisagi was trying to croak out. With a wicked grin the spirit suddenly turned his gaze back to the kneeling fukutaichou. With a deft pull Kazeshini ripped a section off the end of the sash and used it to gage his prisoner before leaning in and whispered something to Hisagi that caused the bound mans eyes to pop open and a look of horror to cross his face.

Kazeshini turned back to Kira and walked towards him, sash still in hand and ready to suffocate the life out of his prisoner. He kneeled down so they were at eye level.

“How about this blonde?” Kazeshini paused to lick his lips hungrily. “If you give something to me I’ll let ya both go and not kill you today.”

Kira felt a bolt of fear run up his spine followed by one of sickness for he had a suspicion of what Kazeshini wanted from him. This conversation was far too close to the one he’d had with Ichimaru years ago when they had all, even Renji, still been in the 5th.

Only last time it had been Hinamori who had been the target he had been saving and the contract had lasted up until the day Ichimaru had left.

“What do you want?” He found himself asking, already knowing the answer.

“Say yes or no, or I end his life.” Kazeshini hissed.

“What is it you want?” Kira asked again.

“Yes or no?” Kazeshini repeated, clearly enjoying the hold he held over both men.

Their eyes locked together and he could see the pleasure Kazeshini was getting out of tormenting him. He knew that look. Kazeshini had full intention of taking what he wanted, the only option he was giving Kira was rather or not Hisagi would live at the end.

Biting his lip he quickly ran through scenarios, trying to find someway out of this predicament that would get them both out alive and coming up with nothing. Ever so slowly he nodded his head. Yes.

“Good.” Kazeshini purred. “Turn around and close your eyes, pet.” He ordered in a low, gravely voice.

Mouth gone suddenly dry, Kira did as told, his body tensing. There was the sound of cloth being moved and then something settled over his head and around his neck before pulling taunt.

His eyes snapped open in alarm and his hands shot up to try and get the material off. A deft kick to his back sent him sprawling onto his stomach and a knee landed on the small of his back. His hands were captured and deftly tied with the same cloth as the one around his neck, meaning each jerk he gave caused him to suffocated himself.

He forced his mind to calm down and quit thrashing. The noose around his neck loosened and he took several deep breaths to calm himself down. As long as he didn’t try and struggle he wouldn’t close off his own air supply.

Kazeshini was somewhere near by, laughing madly. Kira’g gaze shot around until he spotted the spirit standing behind him, the sash he had once worn around his chest gone and Kira could catch a hint of it out of the corner of his eye, letting him know that it was Kazeshini’s sash that had him bound.

Kazeshini moved up to him and grasped him by the hair, pulling him back up to his knees before kneeling down before him so they were once more eye level and so close their noses were almost touching.

“I’ll spell it out for ya. I plan on taking every ounce of pleasure from your flesh that I can, rather you are alive or dead by the end. For every moment you hesitate the noose around dear, poor, Hisagi’s and your own neck will tighten. It is up to you rather you both walk out of here alive. Understand?” Kazeshini asked with a very lust filled voice.

Unable to find words at the horror of the situation, Kira merely nodded his head.

“Shinso always did brag you were such an obedient little slut.” Kazeshini growled up before standing up. “I am going to let your hands free, and when I do I want you to strip every last piece of clothing you own off and fold it neatly into a nice little pile like a good little boy.

“If you try anything funny during this task I will not hesitate to kill your dear friend. To not test me on this one. Understand.”

Kira nodded again.

“Good. Turn around.”

Kira did as told and the bindings around his wrist were released, the sash around his neck was pulled taunt. With hands that trembled only slightly he removed his uniform, folding each piece properly and placing it in a neat little pile.

He heard Hisagi make some sort of protesting noise behind his gag, but Kira forced himself to ignore it. He was doing this for both of them and Kira knew if their situations were reversed Hisagi would no doubt do the same and he would be the one protesting.

“Such a good pet. Turn around and hold your hands behind you back, hand to elbow.”

Kira followed the instruction, forcing himself to remain still as the sash was wrapped around his forearms, binding them painfully behind his back. This time Kazeshini gave him a bit more length between his neck and arms, no doubt to give him more ‘notch’ space to tighten if he hesitated.

Kira realized they were situated so Hisagi would be forced to watch the show and he felt his belly coil in sickness. His arms secured Kazeshini ran the rest of the sash down and gave it a quick tie around one of his ankles, effectively immobilizing him.

Kira tried to follow him, but lost sight of the spirit as it disappeared into the underbrush briefly before coming back with his Zanpakuto. Kazeshini made his way back to Hisagi and deftly slammed Kira’s Zanpakuto through the chain close to one of the double bladed Kusarigama.

Undoing the latch Kazeshini pulled the weapon free, Kira’s own Zanpakuto now acting as the second anchor. Kazeshini paused on his way back, using the Kusarigama to tip Hisagi’s face his way, leaving a bloody trail along his cheek, so he could whisper something into the others ear that caused the bound man to whimper slightly.

Smiling Kazeshini finished the trek back to his bound victim and held the bloody tip to the others face.

“Please be so kind as to clean this off.” Kazeshini grinned.

Licking his lips, Kira did as ordered, the tang of his friends blood mingling with the steely taste of the blade. There wasn’t much so it only took a few swipes of his tongue to complete the task.

“Good pet.” Kazeshini set his weapon aside and finished closing the distance between them.

A few deft pulls of his own clothing left him as naked as his victim, a very black and pulsing arousal shoved into his face.

“Don’t bother playing coy pet, I know all about the things you have done, so lets skip the false innocents. The sooner I am satisfied, the sooner it ends and I let you live.”

Kira once more licked his lips in nervousness before forcing himself to open his mouth, close his eyes, and take the other in. He wasn’t sure how but Kazeshini tasted faintly like blood.

He worked his way up and down the shaft, trying to work as much saliva onto his tormentor as he could. Kazeshini was right, he was not naive in the least to what was going to happen to him and he strongly doubted the other carried around a bottle of lube.

His only real regret was this Hisagi was going to be forced to witness this part of him he had managed to keep secret for so long. This silent disgrace he had lived with for so many years as Gin’s pet.

“Mmm, you are talented.” Kazeshini moaned above him.

Kira tuned him out and fell back into the little place in his mind he had created ages ago, becoming a spectator in his own body as he worked the length in his mouth, running his tongue up and down the shaft, working as much saliva as he could.

Determining no more could possibly be applied he started on the second defence he had learned years ago; making his tormenter cum and end it now. Pulling back a bit he attacked the tip with his tongue, digging into it and winching when Kazeshini’s hands curled painfully into his hair.

The spirit began to thrust into his mouth, hands holding his head still. Kira hummed and Kazeshini let out a howl of pleasure as the vibrations rocked him. What Kazeshini lacked in thickness he made up for in length and each forward thrust was forcing Kira to take him down his throat.

He felt his air supply become minimal but didn’t panic. This was something he was ashamed to admit he was use to. He began timing his intakes of air during his users backstrokes.

He could feel the spirit was close and suddenly clamped down hard on Kazeshini and sucked as hard as he could. The spirit let out a loud keen of pleasure and ripped his head away.

“Nice try pet.” Kazeshini laughed shakily.

Kira focused on regaining air into his lungs and steadying his breathing while Kazeshini moved behind him and freed his ankle from its binding.

“He really is good.” Kazeshini commented, looking over to a mortified Hisagi.

With a smirk that sent chills up both men’s spines Kazeshini dragged Kira to his feet and shoved him towards Hisagi. Kira stumbled a bit at the unexpected push but righted himself quickly.

He felt Kazeshini press his Kusarigama against his back and took the hint to walk up to his bound friend. One of the twin blades suddenly rested on his shoulder and pressed down, digging in deeply before Kira quickly fell to his knees, the pain of the fresh blood running down his shoulder nothing compared to the dread he suddenly felt.

Kazeshini chuckled with one hand forced Kira’s head up so he could watch as the Zanpkauto took a lick of his blood off of the blade before burring his head in Hisagi’s hair and whispering something that Kira couldn’t catch.

Whatever it was Hisagi’s eyes closed and he gave a single nod of his head. Kazeshini removed the gag and held the bloodied edge of his weapon to Hisagi’s mouth. Hisagi silently licked Kira’s blood off of the blade.

Once cleaned Kazeshini returned to gag and patted him on the head like some sort of dog being rewarded. The spirits eyes turned back down to him and Kira felt that dread that had crawled up his spin thicken.

Kazeshini kneeled down behind him and laid a soft kiss on his shoulder while the tip of his Kasurigama tore through Hisagi’s uniform, skipping over the chains and leaving ribbons of cloth slumped over said chains.

Hisagi’s eyes were closed once more and Kira tried to turn away from the sight. He was rewarded by a sharp bite to his shoulder that drew blood. Kazeshini sighed and lapped at it, all the while continuing to draw his weapon down Hisagi’s uniform, often drawing blood as the tip scraped against skin.

“Mmm, you have no idea how wonderful you taste pet.” Kazeshini growled in his ear shortly before biting it and earning a pained gasped from his victim.

Kazeshini suddenly stood up and with several deft strokes of his blade finished slicing Hisagi’s uniform to ribbons before yanking the pieces away to leave the bound man as naked as they were.

“Now pet, you may begin.” Kazeshini ordered with a mocking laugh.

Kira bit his lip and hesitate. It was one thing to be forced to pleasure their captor, it was another to be forced to pleasure his friend against their wills.

Hisagi gasped above him and Kira’s eyes darted up to see Kazeshini yanking on the noose, precisely as promised should he hesitate. Gulping and silently praying for Hisagi to forgive him, Kira leaned forward and took the bound mans, limp member into his mouth and began to suck.

He worked quickly, not at all surprised when his friends weapon sprang to attention in his mouth. Kira was very well skilled and he worked quickly, using every trick he knew to bring his friend to a quick release and end the torment that much sooner.

He could hear Hisagi whimpering above him and he was thrashing his hips in an attempt to escape the pleasure Kira was giving him, no doubt highly ashamed he was enjoying the attention.

Kira wanted to assure him it was alright, he understood. This wasn’t what either one of them wanted and Hisagi could no sooner stop the arousal and whimpers of pleasure than he could prevent himself from squirming when tickled or his knee from jerking when it was hit.

Having spent time in the 4th Kira was well aware of how the human body worked and as such knew all the ways to offer it pleasure. He could tell his friend was close and was about to help him over the edge when his face was suddenly pulled away and he was tossed to the ground.

The noose around his own neck tightened painfully as he was moved but his eyes remained fixed on Kazeshini and Hisagi. He stared in horror as Kazeshini tied a piece of ribbon tightly around the base of his friends arousal, trapping all the blood in a very painful manner that would not be released until the ribbon was undone.

“Oh god.” Kira thought to himself.

He knew just how painful and torturous such a set up was, having been forced into it himself many times in the past, although usually a ring of mettle was used, not tightly tied ribbon.

Kazeshini chuckled and patted Hisagi on the cheek before turning his attention back to Kira. In the time between when Kira had pleasured him and now, the saliva he had layered onto the other was now dry.

Kazeshini walked back up to him and with a deft jerk pulled the noose around his neck one notch tighter as he had Hisagi’s a moment earlier. He was pushed down onto his back, a rather uncomfortable position with his arms behind his back.

He laid still as Kazeshini settled himself over him and began to nip at his neck, leaving a trail of bloody kisses down to his right nipple before biting into it and sucking the blood up, causing Kira to arch his back in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

He retreated once more to that part of himself he had reserved ages ago, staring blankly up at the sky and trying not to notice the discomfort of laying on his arms or the pain from the bites Kazeshini was laying onto his body.

A rather sharp bit to his left nipple dragged him back out to the reality of the situation, or rather the whimper from Hisagi to be more accurate. Kazeshini had tightened the noose another notch with a deft pull on the sash.

“Pay attention pet.” The spirit hissed into his ear before biting it sharply, earning a whimper of pain from his victim.

Unable to retreat from the torture for fear of causing Hisagi more pain than his friend was already in, Kira was forced to suffer the pain of Kazeshini’s ministrations. A glance down showed his chest was covered in blood and bite marks from Kazeshini’s nails and teeth, the wounds stinging a bit.

With a wild grin Kazeshini gathered some of the blood up on a finger and held it to his mouth expectantly. Reluctantly he opened his mouth and sucked it off. Kazeshini suddenly stood up, taking him by surprise.

Waltzing over to the bound Hisagi, Kazeshini forced the mans head to the side and took a deep bite into his neck, earning a muffled scream of pain from the Shinigami. With blood dripping down his face Kazeshini pulled Kira to his feet and dragged him before Hisagi before forcing his mouth open and depositing the mouthful of his friends blood into his mouth.

Kira stared at Kazeshini in shock. Another notch was tightened and Kira quickly swallowed, trying not to retch at that much blood going down his throat. After swallowing his face was shoved into the wound Kazeshini had caused and he obediently began to lap the blood up until it slowed.

His wrist were suddenly released and his hands instantly went to bracing himself against the tree as Kazeshini pressed against his body from behind. Hands snaked up around his chest and gathered up the small trails of blood from earlier bite marks before making their way back down his body to skip around his thigh and poke at his entrance.

Kira realized that Kazeshini planned on using his blood for lubricant and he wasn’t sure if he should be mortified or relieved that the spirit was actually going to prepare him.

Kazeshini’s fingers left his entrance and trailed up Hisagi’s chest this time, gathering some of the blood from where the tip of his Kusarigama’s tip had drawn it while removing Hisagi’s clothing.

Kira settled for mortification and he tried to push away from the tree, earning them both another notch on their nooses and Hisagi’s breath was really starting to come laboured.

“Please.” Kira spoke up for the first time since this nightmare started. “Loosen the notches.”

He was rewarded with another sharp bite to his neck for speaking before Kazeshini whispered into his ear.

“Why should I?”

“Please.” Kira whispered again.

It was painful to watch his friend struggling for breath while he was about to be raped practically on top of him.

“Perhaps.” Kazeshini grinned against his neck.

Grabbing his Kusarigama Kazeshini pulled Kira back a bit and dragged the tip of his blade across Hisagi chest, earning a pained cry from the bound shinigami. Kira made a sound of protest and was rewarded by the blade making its return trip across his own chest.

“Prepare yourself with this weaklings blood and I might be persuaded to loosen it.” Kazeshini hissed in his ear, before taking another bite out of his neck to suck on the blood.

Whimpering, Kira did as ordered, running a hand over the slash on Hisagi’s chest to gather the blood up before reaching down between his legs. He braced himself before shoving a finger in his entrance, spreading the blood around before forcing a second finger in.

He hissed in pain and continued, reaching up to gather more blood before working back down and up to a third finger, earning another hiss of pain. True to his word Kazeshini loosened the noose on Hisagi’s neck back two notches, letting the captive take a few shuddering breaths.

Kazeshini ran his hands over Kira’s chest, gathering up the blood to spread on himself. He continued to bite and drink Kira’s blood, moaning in pleasure and pressing his body against Kira.

“Enough.” Kazeshini snapped in his ear.

Kira removed his fingers and braced himself for the pain he knew was coming. Kazeshini held his hips and buried himself to the hilt in a single thrust. Kira bit his lip and rested his head against Hisagi’s shoulder as the pain tore into him despite the preparation.

He took deep, shuddering breaths as Kazeshini thrust into him, causing him to jerk against Hisagi. Kazeshini continued to bite his neck and across his back, lapping up the fresh blood.

Kira felt like Kazeshini was going tare him in half as the spirit moved at a near frantic pace in him. There was nothing but agony, not a hint of pleasure as the spirit made sure to miss that little bud inside of him.

Hiasgi was grunting in pain as Kira was slammed against him, his body rubbing up against the others forced erection. Hisagi’s grunts turned to whimpers as Kira was forced to continue to rub against him.

Kira wasn’t sure what hurt the most, the pounding up his rear or the pain of the slash in his chest as he was thrust forward to rub against his friend and the chains that bound him.

Kazeshini stopped biting him and instead was grunting heavily in his ear and increased the rapid pace of his thrust. With a violent shudder Kazeshini filled him with his cum and bit down hard on his shoulder, causing Kira to scream out in pain.

Panting, Kazeshini pulled out rather brutally and stepped away. Unable to support his own weight Kira collapsed to the ground at Hisagi’s feet. He gritted his teeth and tried to pull himself back up.

Kazeshini recovered quickly and grasped Kira’s hair, pulling his head around to face the now limp and blood soaked member.

“Be a good boy and clean up you mess.” Kazeshini grinned down at him with a rather evil smirk.

He hesitated, causing Kazeshini to reach his other hand out to tighten the notches of Hisagi’s noose. After another moment of inactivity the noose was tightened again and Hisagi whimpered.

Licking his lips again Kira fortified his will and opened his mouth, taking the other in and sucking softly, the taste of his own blood, Hisagi’s blood and Kazeshini’s cum made him want to retch, but he held it back.

Finally Kazeshini pulled out, letting Kira try to spit out the foul taste in his throat to minimal results. Kazeshini walked over to where his cloths were laying on the ground and pulled them back on, leaving Kira on his hands and knees coughing in front of Hisagi.

“Well done Pet. As promised I’ll let you both live, this time.” Kazeshini sneered.

Kira tossed him a look of pure hatred.

“But oh my it seems poor Hisagi-chan has a bit of a problem. You did such a good job taking care of mine, I feel you should do the same for him.”


“Over here, I think I see something.” A loud voice shouted somewhere near by.

Hisagi felt his head spinning painfully as he slowly regained consciousness. Something was warm against his lower body and around a certain other part of his body was moist and warm.

His eyes fluttered open to stare down at the blond blur burred between his legs, a dark coloured sash holding the head in place.

“Kira.” Hisagi realized in horror as his addle minded brain slowly woke up.

Kazeshini had pulled their nooses tight until unconsciousness had taken them, but had kept his word at leaving them alive for another day.

He was still chained to the tree with his own sash looped around his neck, but was now loosened. Kira’s head was strapped to his waist with Kazeshini’s scarf and his arms were pulled around the tree as far as they could go, also tied off with pieces of what had once been Hisagi’s sash. He was still gagged, as was Kira only with flesh instead of cloth.

“Oh my god.” A voice gasped and Hisagi managed to lift his head enough to spot Isane as she rushed over to them.

He felt his grip on consciousness slip even while the horror of being found like this burned his gut. He felt the warmth disappear from his legs and nether regions, and after a few minutes the chains that had been holding him to the tree for hours was finally loosened and he collapsed.

When he came to again his wounds were treated and he was in the 4th, Kira already awake and in the bed beside him. Hisagi couldn’t look at him without feeling the pangs of guilt that he had been the cause for his friends suffering at his own Zanpakuto’s behalf.

“Kira…..” He tried.

“It’s nothing.” Kira interrupted. “You would have done the same.” The blond added after a moment.

It was true, had their rolls been reversed he would have sacrificed his body to keep the other safe, or any other of his friends. He silently vowed when they met up with Kazeshini again he would make the Zanpakuto suffer for what he had done to Kira.