Different Perspectives

Warning yaoi (boy x boy) don’t read if you don’t like. Lemon in this chapter but that’s what you guys live for anyway ^.~



AN: I am SO sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. I really am addicted to the new fic I’m writing so I spend a lot of time working on it. This one is kinda almost over. I wont drag it out much longer, no more than 5 more chapters I don’t ‘think‘. I am glad people enjoyed this one. I must say I didn’t think it would be this interesting or difficult to write. Thanks to Yakumo, satterb, Darkephoenix, and killerfox for the reviews. Hope you all enjoy this chapter.



Chapter Twenty



Izuru lay curled against Kenpachi listening to his heart beat. He was comforted by the touch of his lover. He had thought that it better if Kenpachi wasn’t involved. If Central 46 even caught the slightest hint that Izuru knew the truth behind what had happened to his family, his own life and anyone close to him would be forfeit. Such a gamble was risky.



“You are thinking.” commented Kenpachi.



“How did you know?” asked Izuru.



“Not hard. People think I charge head first into battle without thinking things through. Truth is, I can analyze my opponents easily. Always have been able to.” said Kenpachi as his hands slid back and forth across the smooth skin at the small of Izuru’s back. Izuru sighed into the touch.



“You aren’t as dumb as you play, Kenpachi.”



“Hmph”



“Can I trust you?” asked Izuru, his heart was pounding. If he told Kenpachi, he was automatically an accomplice. The thought of his quest resulting in the death of the powerful man was almost enough to make him want to leave. He could not bear it if he had to watch Kenpachi suffer for his crime.



“You know you can.”



“It’s no secret that I have always been looking for the killers of my parents. Recently, I was given a file that told me the truth behind my parent’s murder. It came from the files of Central 46” said Izuru, as he squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for the violent reaction.



“Fuck.” murmured Kenpachi as he sat up, pulling Izuru with him.



“Are you telling me that you stole a file from Central 46? If they ever find out you are royally fucked.” said Kenpachi.



“I destroyed the file, but it was what was in it that has my mind spinning.” said Izuru.



“What the fuck was in it?”



“According to the commanding officer in Central 46, my parents were accused of treason. Instead of being brought to trial, judgment was passed without their knowledge and they were executed. The attack was then made to appear as a robbery. Since I was so young, pity was taken on me and I was spared.” said Izuru, his eyes remained lowered on the sheets of the bed.



“What else?”



“After the sentence was carried out, Central 46 became alerted to the fact that they had received faulty information regarding the accusation against my parents of treason. They were killed Kenpachi, for a careless error made in information. I lost my mother and father because Central 46 thought themselves above everyone.” cried Izuru. He couldn’t take it anymore and buried his tear dampened face into Kenpachi’s shoulder. Kenpachi’s hand raised and stroked the pale skin on Izuru’s back, trying to offer what comfort he could.



“You want revenge on Central 46?” asked Kenpachi.



“I don’t know. Even I realize that such a desire will be fruitless. I alone could never hope to accomplish such a goal.” whispered Izuru. “I do want the actual murders, they may have been under orders but that gives them no right to do what they do to my mother. I can’t believe that Central 46 would order them to brutalize my parents before killing them.”



‘Never underestimate the whims of those who feel superior’ thought Kenpachi, though he did not say it aloud. Izuru needed some peace. Best not to add more pain to him than necessary. Central 46 would never admit to a mistake. For all intensive purposes, Izuru’s parent’s murders were justified to them. Such was the way of Soul Society. The weak die under the weight of the strong. That was the unspoken rule in all societies. Only the strong survive.



“You have my support. I will lead you my sword.” said Kenpachi, after thinking long and hard about the consequences of such an offer.



“Kenpachi…” murmured Izuru, his sad eyes gazing upon his lover.



“I will protect you.” he said. “Nobody messes with what is mine.”



“Thank you.” whispered Izuru, his eyes shining in the dim lit room.



Izuru sat up and leaned up to kiss the thin lips of his lover. His lips parted and his tongue flicked forth begging entrance into Kenpachi’s mouth. Kenpachi allowed this. Izuru needed to feel this control. He needed to know that he held some power over the powerful captain.



Kenpachi’s relaxed his lips and allowed Izuru inside. His tongue pressed inside and he tasted the unique flavor of Kenpachi. The faint taste of sake only added to the allure of the flavor. Izuru was in heaven. Izuru groaned at the feeling of power the control allowed. It was a heady feeling to be in control of how much pleasure you gave or withheld from your lover.



Kenpachi settled back against the headboard and allowed Izuru to control the reins. There was a time and a place for the darker side of their loving. Now was not such a time. Now was the time for loving.



Izuru felt Kenpachi’s surrender and reveled in the feeling. Keeping his lips occupied with Kenpachi’s lips, Izuru traced his pale hand down the tan expanse of his lover’s chest. The smooth skin was hot. Heat poured off Kenpachi in waves. The larger man’s hands gripped the sheets in an attempt to keep his hands from grabbing Izuru and bending him to his will. This was Izuru’s time and he would give him everything.



Izuru’s fingers stopped at the flat brown disks of Kenpachi’s nipples. They were contracted into tiny nubs as if begging for a touch. Izuru took one between his fingers and squeezed with a slight twisting motion. Kenpachi’s hips bucked beneath Izuru. The blonde smiled into the kiss. That he had such power over Kenpachi.



Izuru left the lips and nipped his way down an angular jaw until he reached the tender skin underneath. Kenpachi gasped at the slight nips. Izuru worked his way down the neck until he reached the junction of neck and shoulder. Here he bit…hard. Kenpachi’s eyes rolled back in his head as all blood left his body to pool in his loins. Izuru sucked hard making sure that a mark would remain for days afterward. Pulling back, Izuru gazed at the forming bruise in satisfaction.



“Are you going to torture me all night?” asked Kenpachi.



Izuru smirked at the thought of having Kenpachi at his mercy throughout the night. The thought caused shivers to dance across his skin. That this powerful man would give him so much power was addicting.



“Only if you ask nicely.” purred Izuru. Kenpachi growled at the tone but did nothing to exert his strength. This was Izuru’s show.



Izuru kissed and sucked his way towards the brown nipples that stood so attractively at attention. He made sure that he left several bruises on the way towards his destination. Running his tongue around the edge of the areola, Izuru watched Kenpachi through hooded eyes. Watching his lover grimace at the sweet torture, Izuru took the brown disk in his mouth and sucked. The pressure of his lips on the nipple caused another groan to erupt from Kenpachi.



Izuru decided to up the pleasure and bit down lightly on the skin resulting in more groans from Kenpachi. For the next few minutes, Izuru tortured both nipples until they were both swollen and much deeper in color. He could tell that Kenpachi was holding onto his control by a string. How far could he push the other man?



Continuing his journey south, Izuru stopped only briefly to pay homage to the slight indention of Kenpachi’s navel before reaching the hips. Sucking yet again on the skin in order to leave a visible bruise, Izuru focused all of his attention on the hips where the skin was pulled taunt. This was his favorite part of the male body. The slight hollow caused by the hips. It was the one area that drew him like a moth to the flame. The knowledge that in this moment, it belonged to him was more arousing that if he had ingested the most powerful of aphrodisiacs.



Purposefully ignoring the deep red erection that bobbed against Kenpachi’s abdomen as if begging for attention, Izuru licked and teased the strong thighs. His hands and mouth memorizing every inch of the god like body that was on display just for him alone.



“Get on with it.” growled Kenpachi, now near the end of the very thin thread of his control. Izuru shot his lover a sultry look as if to say ‘Make me’. Kenpachi shut his eyes and gripped the sheets even tighter.



Izuru smirked. For now, he was in control. Deciding to push his luck even more, Izuru ran his tongue up the underside of the heavy erection. He didn’t grab it nor did he take it in his mouth. He simply swept his tongue upward, following the thick veins toward the tip. The ripping of sheets signaled the snapping of that fine thread of control in Kenpachi.



“I gave you fair warning.” snarled Kenpachi as he tossed Izuru off of him and in the same motion flipped the blonde so that he was face down on the bed. Izuru gasped at the sudden movement.



Taking two fingers, Kenpachi drove them deep into Izuru’s opening. Izuru whimpered at the harsh touch. The pain mixed with the pleasure was so good. Although still slightly loose from earlier, Kenpachi took the initiative to stretch again the small pink opening. Satisfied that the opening was more than enough ready for him, Kenpachi settled with his back against the headboard. Picking up Izuru, Kenpachi settled him on his lap and bucked his hips up against him.



Izuru understood and grasped the erection in his hand. Lining up the erection with his stretched entrance, Izuru slowly began to lower himself onto him. Kenpachi was having none of this. Grasping Izuru’s hips, Kenpachi pushed the blonde down hard until he was fully seated.



Izuru whined at the sudden entrance. His body accustomed quickly to the fullness and he began to lift and lower himself on Kenpachi. Izuru threw his head back at the feeling of Kenpachi sliding in and out of his body. With every downward thrust he was pushed closer and closer to orgasm as Kenpachi butted against his prostate. Izuru grabbed the headboard for balance and began to increase the speed of his downward thrusts in an attempt to hurry his impending climax.



Kenpachi grasped the bobbing erection in his large hand and stroked it in time with the thrusts. Izuru screamed when he pushed a finger through the slit on the end. That was all it took, Izuru tumbled over the edge. His body jerked as it spurted cum across Kenpachi’s abdomen. The clenching and release of his internal muscles pulled Kenpachi along into release. Kenpachi released a guttural groan before spraying Izuru’s insides with cum.



“My ‘Zuru.” panted Kenpachi.



Izuru slumped against his lover. The strength of his orgasm completely inhibited his ability to speak. His simply lay there, comforted by the strong arms that held him against the broad chest.



“I love you.” whispered Izuru into the damp skin of Kenpachi’s neck.



“Me too, kid.”



TBC~