What She Needs

Thanks a lot for the support-Neko-chan and moon_muse, I appreciate it a lot and hope this chapter does you both justice. Finally this bastard does something...
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Nanao awoke slowly with a grimace of pain. Her whole lower body hurt. Her hips, her lower back and especially her entrance. It felt as if she had been rubbed raw and with every movement she made it chaffed horribly. Standing up uncomfortably she dressed in a clean uniform and winced as every step she took hurt more. Her hips ached and her lower back hurt but nothing compared to the chaffing between her legs. Taking some painkillers, she walked awkwardly out towards the office to ask her taicho permission to go to the 4th Division.

She had come back late last night after another sleepless night with Ikkaku to collapse into bed exhausted. Four nights straight like this had truly taken its toll on her. Her mouth settled in a firm line as she forced herself to walk down the hall. She moved slowly but even so everything hurt and only seemed amplified with every step she took. Walking gingerly into the office she stood as still as she could and called for her taicho’s attention.

Looking up at her, Kyoraku noticed the grim set of her mouth and the stiffness of her posture as he asked her “What’s wrong?”

“I was wondering if I could go to 4th Division, I was training and I hurt some of my lower back and leg muscles yesterday.

“Of course, you can come back if you feel well enough” he told her.

Training yesterday? He watched her take a small step and wince. She was walking strangely, not like someone with the regular pulled muscles you’d get from training. To his practiced eye, he could tell she was avoiding putting pressure on her lower back but chiefly her thighs and hips.

Lower back, hips, thighs, Nanao? He narrowed his eyes, she was moving as if something between her legs hurt. Not surprising since she’s been leave these past four night. Did that bastard hurt her? Maybe she’s just chaffed from too much sex. He thought cynically hatred beginning to brew within him towards Nanao’s mystery lover.

Too much sex The comment registered in his mind and he saw red, he felt fury boil in his belly as he fought it off, desperately trying to control the rage he felt. She was HIS lieutenant DAMN IT. He decided then and there that he would take her and show her what he had to give, hopefully it wasn’t too late and she wasn’t too passive.

~*~

Leaving, Nanao fought her body the whole way to the 4th Division, almost in tears from the awful pain. Meeting up with the Gate Guard she argued with him for 20 minutes straight refusing to explain anymore of her visit other than she really wanted to meet with Unohana-taicho. Short tempered with pain and irritation, she reached up and began fingering her glasses as she stared him down. Looking at her in absolute terror the guard let her by without another sound. Passing into the main relief rooms, she looked around for someone to tell her where she could find Unohana-taicho.

Running into Hanataro, the shorter assistant told her that he’d get the Lieutenant since he had no idea where Unohana-taicho was. Quickly running off he made for Isane’s room.

~*~

“Isane-fukutaicho-san!”

Isane was flushed as she moved her hand between her legs having found the elusive spot. She had rubbed her fingers over it and almost screamed as a powerful wash of sensations built up, pressure threatening to overwhelmed her. She paused her hand and lay back against her bed trying to relearn how to breathe after she stopped. The rush of sensations had scared her and she lay trying to think, trying to understand what was happening to her body.

“Isane-fukutaicho-san, Nanao-fukutaicho-san needs to see you” Hanataro called again. Shaking out of the tingles enveloping her body, she immediately tugged her uniform back into place and hurried towards the relief station.

~*~

Standing gingerly still, Nanao gritted her teeth as her lower body throbbed painfully before waving slowly at Isane who walked up to her. The soft spoken healing lieutenant had been a long time friend of hers and today was no different as she asked about various things before she stopped abruptly as if remembering something.

“Nanao-chan is this something I can help you with? Captain Unohana is busy today, some reactor exploded near the wall and some of the guards are hurt, it’s nothing serious but it’ll take her a while” Isane asked good naturedly immediately noticing when Nanao blushed.

“Um I suppose, is there somewhere a little more private?”

Nodding and almost dying with curiosity, Isane led her old friend to a small private patient’s room that was currently empty. The taller lieutenant noticed how awkwardly Nanao moved as she walked but opted to let her good friend talk first. Sitting down in the chairs around the room Isane also noticed the way Nanao slowly lowered herself in the chair as if everything hurt. Growing worried for her friend, she waited.

“Well um I’m seeing this man” Nanao started slowly as her blush intensified especially as she winced, sitting gingerly in the seat, her lower body aching from the walk. “And we’ve been ah…together…a lot” she flushed brighter.

“And um…my lower back, hips and thighs hurt and um….” she motioned vaguely between her legs. Isane’s eyes widened as she understood the situation. Blushing in understanding she couldn’t help but remember the couple from the book.

“Nanao!” Isane sat speechless for a second before shaking herself out of it. “How long have you been seeing him?”

“Um…three day---no four nights” she mumbled, her face almost the color of Renji’s hair. “Isane it hurts a lot” she spoke as she looked up at her long time friend.

“Alright take off your pants and I’ll see what I can do.” She directed, all business as she waited for Nanao to strip and lay on the bed. Approaching her friend, she examined the heavy hip bruising and thigh muscles gently feeling the tender muscles before pulling on a pair of gloves to take stock of the brunette woman’s center.

“Nanao!” Isane exclaimed as she saw the abused skin of the woman’s body. “No wonder it hurts you’ve almost rubbed an entire layer of skin off.”

“He’s….not very gentle” she muttered jerking slightly as Isane prodded the tender edges around a particularly bright red patch of skin.

“Ow! Isane stop it” Nanao spoke wincing as a jolt of pain ran through her.

“Nanao I going to heal this layer of skin but you are not allowed to have sex for two weeks. You have to re-grow an entire layer of skin so tell you’re lover to back off.” Isane scolded her as healing green light enveloped her hands. She held it over her friend’s lower body before moving her hands slowly over Nanao’s thighs and hips soothing the abused muscles as the brunette woman gritted her teeth in pain. Healing was, in her opinion, one of the worst thing to endure.

~*~

Rukia awoke slowly feeling the rise and fall of the solid chest beneath her cheek. Listening to Renji snore softly, she smiled. She had no idea how long they had lain together kissing but as she reflected it was one of the best night of her life.

Renji had held her all night long in his strong arms cradling her against his chest even as his lips moved over hers. He never once tried to take it beyond that, in fact he had seemed happily content to just hold her and kiss her until she had forgotten where she was and almost who she was.

Renji was without a doubt the best kisser she had ever kissed Rukia decided as she shifted slowly in his arms moving to kiss a light trail over his cheek before pressing soft little kisses over his nose. Waking up, Renji stayed deceptively quiet feigning sleep as he felt her kisses over his face before he shifted slightly so that her next kiss landed on his lips instead of on his cheek.

Smiling against her lips, Renji cracked a dark eye open as he reached a hand up to brush her bangs out of her face tenderly. Looking into his eyes, Rukia placed on last kiss on his lips before she noticed a bright shaft of sunlight across his face.

“Renji”

“Hmmmm?”

“We’re late” Rukia spoke calmly still laying in his arms as he looked about his eyes widening as he realized who he was going to have to report to for missing. Shit he was so going to die especially if Kuchiki-taicho ever learned the real reason for his tardiness.

“Rukia! We have to go!” Renji jumped up, leaping out of the window and racing across the rooftops back to Soul Society hoping against hope that he wouldn’t run into Kuchiki-taicho for any reason with Rukia in his arms after being out all night. He was almost certain that his captain would kill him, and enjoy it if he ever suspected that Renji had spent the night, the whole night with his little sister. Barring the glaring fact that they didn’t do anything but kiss, he highly doubted that was going to fly. If he even got a chance to explain himself.

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT

Renji ran as fast as he could towards 13th Division trying his best to drop Rukia off before anything else.

“Renji! What in the world!” Rukia asked before Renji yelled down to her trying to heard over the rushing wind around them as he moved as fast as he could.

“Kuchiki-taicho is going to kill me!”

“For what? Being late?” Rukia asked naively and Renji spared a glance down at her “No dumbass! For spending the night with you.”

Punching him reflexively in the jaw, Rukia pondered his statement “But we didn’t DO anything.”

“I know that! But he won’t know that and he probably won’t give me a chance to explain it either.” Renji muttered resigned as he saw Senbonzakura looming in the distance.

~*~

“Ken-chan Ken-chan!” Yachiru bounded out of the 11th Division office which was rarely if ever in use. Sitting in front of one of the smaller 11th Division training fields, Zaraki looked back at her as she bounced down to sit next to him.

“Ne, Ken-chan why are you so quiet?” She wondered as she stuck a hand into her sleeve to pull out a lollipop. Sticking it in her mouth, she looked at him waiting for his answer just as Yumichika sauntered out.

“Taicho, Ikkaku has a girlfriend” he spoke with a big grin as he settled himself gracefully next to Yachiru accepting a strawberry lollipop from her and eating it delicately.

“Ehhhh he does?” Yachiru turned with large surprised eyes to look at Yumichika before wrinkling her nose “Baldy does not!”

“Does too I saw her leave last night when I got in.” The self proclaimed epitome of beauty spoke confidently.

“I don’t believe you! Baldy’s too….too…baldy for a girlfriend”…speaking of which Ikkaku leapt out of the office seething.

“I DARE YOU TO SAY THAT AGAIN!” Ikkaku glared at her grabbing his zanpakuto as she laughed.

“Baldy Baldy Baldy Baldy Baldy BALDY!”

“STOP IT YACHIRU!” He yelled angrily

“Ne baldy whose your girlfriend!?” Yachiru stopped abruptly as she jumped up pointing, switching topics like lightening.

Yumichika turned to watch his best friend suffer with a soft, elegant smile on his face. And imperceptibly, Kenpachi listened in curiously. Ikkaku seemed to blush three shades of pink before he turned, his mouth working nervously before he yelled….

“Matsumoto!”

And for a split second everyone turned to stare at him unbelievingly before the owner of the name walked up waving.

“Hi Ikkaku! Oh Zaraki-taicho, Hitsugaya-taicho wants to know if he can send some people from your squad to the real world to give Ichigo some back up since it’s fairly certain the Arrancar are going to attack there first.”

“Eh sure take whoever you want” he answered her seemingly unable to care any less about the current topic of conversation. He thought back to Ikkaku’s words especially when he yelled out Matsumoto. Just considering her as Ikkaku’s girlfriend had reared an angry wave of jealousy that he hadn’t been prepared for. Of course the woman was hot, she ran around with her breasts hanging out, he had only to enjoy the view but their last encounter had made him think more of the woman. Especially of her in bed…more precisely his bed. And the captain found the idea growing on him.

“Thanks taicho, Ikkaku, Yumichika wanna come with me and Hitsugaya-taicho, Renji and Rukia to the Real World?”

“Sure I can find tons of beautiful things there.” Yumichika smiled an elegant grin.

“Who do we get to fight!?” Ikkaku asked her

“Eh probably a bunch of Arrancar”

“Sure. Are they strong?” he asked interested

“I dunno, no one’s fought them before.” Matsumoto told him as she watched the profile of the large 11th division captain out of the corner of her eye unable to control herself.

Getting both 3rd and 5th seats she nodded “I’ll let you know when we’re going to leave” she told them. Her business done, she left unwillingly back for her own Division unaware of the scrutiny Kenpachi gave her.

“Ehh taicho told me to get laid and to not come back until I did” she told her good naturedly.
“Really? What’s that?” she asked as Matsumoto sighed exasperatedly
“Did he really…?” a deep voice ask appearing behind Yachiru

Now that he thought about it, Zaraki watched her walk off, her hips swaying gently…

ENOUGH! Enough with all this thinking, she’s now mine he nodded to himself, immediately deciding he was going to try Matsumoto and see if she was any good in the sack. She looked like she would be.

With a wolfish grin, Zaraki Kenpachi stared after her already interested in the buxom blond, completely unaware of her own inner turmoil.

“Ne Baldy you didn’t answer me! Whose your girlfriend?” Yachiru asked him again watching him mutter something about stomach ache and 4th Division before running away at high speed.

“’Yumichika who is she?” Yachiru turned to him curiously. “I don’t know, I didn’t get to see her it was too dark.”

“Then how do you know it was a woman or even that it was Baldy’s woman.” She asked him again.

“I could tell” he nodded as he reached into his uniform sleeve and pulled out a bottle of nail polish humming to himself.

~*~

Renji skidded to a stop as he dropped Rukia at 13th Division before starting to his own but after taking five steps, he turned and ran back to give Rukia one last kiss. Nodding at her, he jumped up onto the rooftop before dashing back to 6th Division again.

I’m so gonna die…

Rukia watched him go, run back, felt him kiss her and tried to kiss him back but he was gone before she could. Giggling to herself, she returned to her Division running smack into Kiyone.

“Ah sorr---” Rukia started to apologize as she rubbed her head but Kiyone interrupted her.

“Don’t worry Kuchiki-san I covered for you so taicho isn’t mad but I had to punch Sentaro a bunch of times, he such a BOOOOGER!” she spoke as she ushered the young woman into the Division.

“So…how did it go?” she asked with a big saucy wink.

“Um, how did what go?” Rukia blushed uncomfortable, keenly aware of what Kiyone was probably hinting at.

“DID HE TOUCH YOU KUCHIKI-SAN!?” Sentaro ran in barely avoiding a fist in his face.

“SHUT UP YOU DISGUSTING GREEN BOOGER! OF COURSE HE DID! THAT’S THE POINT!”

“ano….”

“I’LL KILL HIM, I’LL STRANGE HIM AND KILL HIM WITH MY BARE HANDS!” Sentaro yelled angrily as Kiyone took a flying kick at his head. Barely ducking he continued “AND THEN I’LL BASH HIS FACE IN SO BAD HIS MOTHER WON’T RECOGNIZE IT AND---”

“SHUT UP!!!!” Kiyone succeeded in pounding his head into the ground, knocking him out in the process.

“Um Kiyone-san…we didn’t do anything.” Rukia spoke finally into the silence over the huge crater in the ground.

“Nothing? At all…?” She looked completely confused “But you were gone the whole night…you didn’t kiss or…anything? Nothing?” she asked incredulously.

Flushing Rukia looked down “well…we kissed” she whispered extremely embarrassed as the other girl grabbed her in a hug “Yes! That’s great Kuchiki-san!”

“What’s all this fuss?” Jushiro Ukitake, captain of the 13th Division, walked into the hallway noticing the hole in the ground and one of his third seats in it.

“Oh! Taicho! Nothing just Sentaro being a booger as usual!” Kiyone told him as she winked at Rukia. “Rukia just got back from counting the cloaks like Chojiro-fukutaicho wanted so she’s free now” Kiyone bubbled, internally she was torn with guilt but…

Taicho I’m soooooo sorry for lying, but we must all make sacrifices for true love! Kiyone steeled herself as she covered for Rukia.

Ukitake blinked cloaks?

~*~

Matsumoto was just entering her office but try as she might she just couldn’t get Zaraki Kenpachi out of her head.

Geez Ran you almost jumped him and all he did was talk to you. Have some dignity. Matsumoto scolded herself as she walked up the steps to her division completely unaware of the dark gaze that eyed her cleavage. He stared at her, his mouth watering as he waited for nightfall.

Slipping into her office, she realized Oops I forgot…. turning right back around she left her division for one more thing she had to do.

TOniGhT…a fEW mORe hOUrs…jUSt a fEw….bEfORe I hAve yOu sCReaMinG mY nAmE

~*~

Running, Renji dropped onto his knees and skidded into view of the open 6th division office door, his head bowed completely as he apologized profusely.

“I’m so sorry Kuchiki-taicho! I over slept and then I had that lieutenants’ meeting and I’m extremely repentant for being so tardy an---”

“Renji”

Came the calm, smooth baritone of the elegant head of the Kuchiki House, completely halting Renji’s jumbled up apology.

Immediately silent, the redhead waited for whatever punishment he was going to receive from his captain.

“Have you seen Rukia? She wasn’t at breakfast this morning…” he asked smoothly, his dark eyes straying from the report he was reading to eye his lieutenant carefully.

“Ah…” shit shit shit shIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT! This is it! I’m going to die!

“No I haven’t seen her at all today” he answered carefully staring at the floorboards urging his captain to believe him, praying to anyone who might be listening to save his ass. Even as he pleaded with the floorboards, he remembered Rukia’s mouth on his, her arms around his neck, the sweet scent of her hair...

And he blushed…

DAMN IT! NO! think of think of Zaraki naked…ew……I’m dead…this is it… Even as he killed his blush he knew with a sinking feeling that it was too late. Renji thought he felt Senbonzakura tickling his neck and just when he thought it was all over, he heard the voice of…..of…..

Matsumoto?

“Renji! Renji! So sorry Kuchiki-taicho but Hitsugaya-taicho really needs Abarai-fukutaicho because we’re all going to the Real World soon. I think my captain had asked you personally..?” Matsumoto slowed down to asked him completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere within the office as she looked over to the regal captain sitting calmly behind his desk, zanpakuto fully sheathed.

She saw him nod elegantly before she grabbed Renji and hauled him off “Thank you Kuchiki-taicho!”

………………………………............................................I’m not dead…..?

~*~

Nanao stood up gingerly waiting for the pain but instead was pleasantly surprised as she was able to put her full weight on her hips.

“Thank you so much Isane!” she hugged the other woman as Isane patted her arm.

“I’m glad I could help, but no more sex for two whole weeks. Only after that, you can use this.” She handed Nanao a jar of some clear liquid “And this” she handed her friend another jar of some sharp smelling green cream.

“What is it?” she looked at Isane curiously. “That’s a gel that will help minimize the friction so make sure you use it most of the time or the next time I’ll forbid you from sex for a month!” Isane told her pointing to the jar of clear gel. “And that one is for you to use during these two weeks “Apply it to your healing skin to help it regenerate faster and sooth the irritation. I wasn’t able to heal everything ‘cause it would have drained me completely but at least now you’ll be able to walk around.”

Nanao couldn’t help it and hugged Isane again “Thanks” she told her one more time before walking to the door.

“Hey Nanao…” Isane called her back “Who is it?” she asked, finally asking the one question that had been driving her crazy all afternoon. Turning back the dark haired woman blushed again “Promise to keep it a secret?” she asked even as her flush deepened. Nodding fervently Isane listened intently as Nanao stepped closer to her and whispered “It’s Ikkaku”’

“REALLY!?”

“Shhhh! Yes”

“But he hurt you so much”

“No he didn’t, I mean he is a little rough but this happened because we just had too much sex, Isane he’s amazing in bed!” Nanao grinned despite her blush.

“Is he really? Ikkaku?” Isane thought about the brash 11th Division Third Seat “but he seems…”

“I know, I know, I never would have thought of it either but he makes me….I’ve never…um…I’ve never had such powerful orgasms before.” Nanao spoke softly embarrassed but she quickly vouched for him again. “Isane you have no idea, he’s amazing.” She spoke once more before waving goodbye and leaving the room.

Isane watched her go as unbidden image of Ikkaku’s face between her own thighs caused her to flush as she remembered her book. No he’s Nanao’s she scolded herself even as the mental image had her nipples perk up beneath her uniform.

Outside the 4th Division Relief Center, Nanao slipped both jars into a pocket within her uniform sleeve before returning back to her division. She had understood Isane’s warning but she just couldn’t help it, she wanted to see Ikkaku again. After all that healing if she just explained to him, Nanao was confident that Ikkaku wouldn’t be too rough.

He always seemed demanding and harsh but he had always taken care of her needs before his own, always made sure she was mindless with pleasure before he concentrated on himself. He might be brash and violent but he was a very good, considerate lover. Nanao had no complaints and if Ikkaku was too rough then she had both the gel and the cream for afterwards. But that was for later, she still had some reports to catch up on, and considering that nightfall was almost upon Soul Society she wouldn’t have to wait long

~*~

“Ne Renji? What did you do!? I though Kuchiki-taicho might just kill me too!” Matsumoto asked him as she dragged a seemingly dazed Abarai with her.

“You’re lucky he let me take you or you’d have been dead…” She nodded her head agreeing with herself.

“I….ah….I kissed Rukia…” Renji muttered still dazed that he was actually still standing on his own two feet.

“You did! Really!? That’s great but I don’t think Kuchiki-taicho would kill you over a kiss” she frowned at him as they passed by 9th Division.

“Ah….” Renji flushed “I kissed her at an inn in Rukongai”

“Oh…” She spoke but quickly picked up again “But it was still only a kiss I mean you came back on time and everything right?!” Matsumoto missed the glaring problem as she started up the steps to 10th Division again, Renji trailing after her.

“Uhhh…Rukia…was…Rukia was missing from breakfast” he spoke quietly stopping Matsumoto in her tracks.

“Shit! Renji! You spent the night with her! What did you do? If you…”

“NO---THING! I didn’t do anything, except kiss her but she kissed me back so we’re square on that point.”

Matsumoto stopped and turned, facing Renji to look him straight in the eye. “You spent the whole night at some inn in Rukongai with Rukia…innocent, little Rukia…just kissing her?” She raised one shaped strawberry blond eyebrow.

“I DID! ok…I like kissing her besides she only wanted to kiss.” He mumbled his face almost blending in with his hair.

“You better hope Kuchiki-taicho doesn’t find out” she finally spoke looking at Renji’s bowed head. “Lucky for you I know you love her or else I’d kill you first.” Matsumoto glared at him.

“Take care of her Renji, she’s so clearly a virgin. Or else it won’t just be Kuchiki-taicho after you but Ukitake-taicho and Kiyone and Sentaro, Ichigo, hell Renji IF there IS anything left after Kuchiki-taicho gets to you, anyway.

“I know, I know but I think he knows anyway.” Renji muttered as he looked over his shoulder suspiciously, paranoia making his hair stand on end.

~*~

Night fell around Soul Society as captains, lieutenant and squads left jobs and chores in favor of dinner and sleep. The whole Sereitei was winding down as evening took over the atmosphere.

Matsumoto stepped out of the lieutenants bath, her hair long and wet down her back as she sighed happily. Nothing like a good bath She smiled as she slung her bath bag over her shoulder and prepared to return home. Walking away from the orange glow of the bath house, she headed down a darkened alley taking a short cut.

She was humming softly when she spied a distant figure leaning against the far wall. Narrowing her eyes she tried to see who it was when a soft tinkling of bells reached her ears.

Bells?

The darkened figure moved suddenly rising up from his lean, a tall angular silhouette moved towards her, the soft melody of bells filling the alley. Matsumoto slowed to a stop as she waited for him to reach her. His steps came closer and she was able to see the distinct curve of a masculine chin, the eyes still shadowed.

Zaraki Kenpachi? Matsumoto’s eyes widened as she caught sight of a familiar scar, a fluttering parade of butterflies moved in her belly. The tall captain of her daydreams came closer as he rasped

“Matsumoto”

His deep voice sent shivers down her spine as he stopped right in front of her. Reaching out a large hand, he traced her face as he leaned down towards her mouth, the alley casting shadows over his nose and eyes.

“Zaraki-taicho?” Matsumoto asked him nervously as his mouth came closer to hers. It seemed a little too wide but her heart was echoing so loudly in her ears as she stared at him, waiting for him.

Zaraki-taicho is going to…. but suddenly her eyes dimmed as she crumpled.

He caught her smoothly as he stared down into her slack face, a wide grin cutting across his cheeks. His smile was too wide and too sinister as he scooped her up into his arms and moved. A lantern glittering across his face revealing huge black eyes.

~*~

Nanao was just standing up after doing some intensive make-up work when she heard her captain. Turning to him she waited curiously.

“Nanao-chan” Kyoraku called her attention slowly a little unsure of what he was going to do now that he had caught her attention. He didn’t want to her to go to this lover she had found. He didn’t want to watch her leave for someone else’s arms for another night. Somewhere deep in his mind he wasn’t sure if he could stand another sleepless night with his imagination running rampant knowing she was enjoying passionate love making. He just didn’t know if he could control himself.

Nanao began to shift from foot to foot, impatiently as silence grew between them. She looked at him urging him to hurry up so she could leave.

“What is it? Taicho? Can it wait? I need to go” she asked him as the silence seemed to thicken around them. Her eyes darting to the door with interest.

Kyoraku looked at her seeing her impatience and her repeated glances to the door. Sighing, he let her go. Waving her off “Never mind, it can wait” he told her, his voice barely concealing his disappointment as she ran out the door without a backward glance. He stared after her longingly but he shook his head, she seemed totally into this man. She doesn’t want anything with me. He felt something glitch in his chest as even her shadow disappeared from view, leaving him for someone else.

~*~

Nanao slipped out into the night, as she thought back to her captain. Thinking of him she looked down sadly if only you weren’t so…you she sighed. If he could be what she needed she’d be with him in less than a heart beat. His handsome face filled her mind even as she smiled cynically to herself, she loved him, had loved him for years but realistically she knew better. She would continue to love him but it hurt her to know they could never be together. It filled her with a despair so complete that she almost stumbled as the intensity crashed through her chest. Quickly pushing it from her mind before it could ruin her mood, she locked it back away within her heart now was not the time to reflect on her hopeless feelings for her captain.

Feelings that would lead to nothing but heartache and pain for them both. How could she be with him if she couldn’t be satisfied would she be with him only to sigh softly into his kisses thinking of Ikkaku’s fucks? That was no way to be with someone. She couldn’t give herself to him completely just as she knew he would want. They were incompatible, she felt a tingle in her nose as moisture threatened to gather on her eyelashes.

Bah Nanao get a hold of yourself, you’ve known this for years. She berated herself even as a tiny voice whispered in her mind but it doesn’t change anything…

Refusing to think of him again, Nanao replaced her thoughts with Ikkaku, remembering the shocks of pleasure he made her feel. Her feet were soft as she ran over the yellow tiled rooftop when she suddenly noticed a figure standing before her. Trying to see who it was she slowly to a stop in front of what appeared to be…

Ikkaku? Nanao strained to see his face in the darkness as she felt the familiar tingle of his reiatsu. He moved towards her. What is Ikkaku doing here? She eyed him suspiciously as a feeling of unease filled her. He appeared to stand still for another moment before he lunged, yanking her violently against him as his teeth knocked against hers in a devouring kiss. This wasn’t, he never did…Ikkaku?

“Ikkaku?” She forced her face away from his to speak his name trying to understand what was happening. The man lifted his head to look into her eyes as an eerie smile seemed to slice through his face. Nanao had a moment of fear before she drowned into his solid black eyes.

She slumped in a faint as her usually vibrant eyes dimmed and finally closed. Her body fell heavily as she lost consciousness. Suddenly, he appeared to be holding a sword. The hilt was a translucent white with a blade of white gold.

Sheathing the sword he caught the woman as she fell smiling as he whispered “tHanK YoU KYokA” he spoke brokenly, softly as he spirited Nanao away.

~*~

Isane concentrated as she once again held the miniature skeleton together, sweating as she fought to maintain it. She was kneeling at the edge of a table in the center of the large Relief Station office as she held it steady for a full minute. She was carefully holding it together when the words of her book flowed back into her mind. Isane had never contemplated doing some of those things before but now a gently tingle in her belly made her think again of Nanao’s lover. Amazing, she had said but now that Isane had thought of the third seat, his strong arms and intense eyes filled her mind. Unwillingly she latched onto the image, the miniature model starting to tremble as her concentration wavered.

“Isane-fukutaicho” a voice cut through the silence.

Laying the model down back in the box, she jumped up turning wide eyed to see Hanataro back in the shadows cast by the dim lights of the room, her hand over her racing heart and a blush on her cheeks. That’s strange I didn’t know he could sneak up on me…

“Ah Hanataro don’t do that!” Isane spoke as her eyes suddenly flickered and dimmed. The slight body of the younger healer leapt forward to catch her as she collapsed. A vicious grin widening across his face as the sword Kyoka was suddenly visible in his right hand. Sheathing it, he carried the long willowy body of his third conquest off.

~*~

Ikkaku huffed irritated Where is she? he thought crossly, she had been joining him every night so he found it hard to believe she would suddenly stop without a word or explanation. It bothered him as he waited for her.

Nanao?

~*~

Renji finished his business with Hitsugaya and left widely avoiding his division as he went off to find Rukia. Even though he made sure to pay close attention so his captain wouldn’t suddenly loom out of nowhere and kill him, he was still paranoid and took the long route to her division putting as many squads between him and Kuchiki-taicho as he could, eagerly wanting to get back to kissing Rukia despite his common sense.

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Rukia stretched as she stepped out into the small training ground smiling cutely as she thought of Renji. He loves me! She blushed wanting to find him again. To be honest to herself, Rukia admitted that she was completely addicted to his kisses. All day long she had been distracted, yearning for him to hold her, for him to kiss her until she lost track of everything.

She wandered through the training grounds to the far wall. Smoothly leaping up over it she landed soundlessly on the other side intending to head for 6th Division to go kiss Renji again.

Walking towards Renji’s division she smiled as she felt a pair of arms lift her up, the strong hold held her tightly. Laughing happily Rukia leaned back to kiss him reveling in Renji’s arms even as a slightly unsettling feeling pooled into her belly.

The redheaded man let her kiss him as he focused on the sweetness of her mouth. After the brief touch of lips, Renji pulled back to look into her eyes, waiting, the darkness covering his face.

“Renji I…” Rukia faltered as a smile sliced across his chin from cheek to cheek as he felt her go boneless in his arms.

“WHAT THE!?” Renji yelled as he turned the corner to see himself holding a seemingly unconscious Rukia.

“BASTARD WHAT DID---” but suddenly the copycat was directly in front of him, the opaque hilt of a zanpakuto protruding from Renji’s chest causing the redheaded lieutenant to fall forward onto his knees.

“DoN’t bOtHeR mOVinG LiEutENanT, ThE PoIsoN KyOKa eXcRETes pARAlyZes yOu aNd WiLl kIlL yoU beFoRe lOnG.” His voice was raspy and high pitched, broken in strange pitches at odds with the strong masculine body he stood in as he yanked his sword out and sheathed it, blood and all.

“dOn’T WoRRy ReDHeAd, I’lL TaKe gOOd cAre oF yOur litLlE rUKiA-cHaN” he chuckled darkly “As YoU dIe…” he bent down to whisper a rattling, rotten breath against Renji’s ear “I’lL hAVe mY bIg cOck dEEp iN yOur GirL'S LitTLe bOdY.” He grinned his psychotic smile as he leapt away leaving Renji frozen on the ground as blood soaked into his uniform. The poison running along his body as he fought it, trying to move against the all encompassing paralysis that was slowly killing him. He fought to breathe passed his frozen lungs.
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AH! Oh No! What now he has kidnapped our girls and no one but Renji knows...But how will the lieutenant get himself out of this mess? How will he save Rukia? Will be be able to? And what of our leading men...will they figure this out before it's too late? And what of Isane and her newly acquired knowledge? So many questions...

All the answers will be in the next chapter...or at least in the next few chapters! Reviews encourage smut...and faster posting...what can lose? Nothing so leave a review!