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Oh my fucking god I can not believe my crap-tastic luck... Just when I think I'm finally getting ahead in life I get tripped up & proceed to fall, roll into shit & then bounce my way threw a mine field :sigh: long curse filled story short, I got hit w/ mail fraud. I sold a car online, check came, check deposited, much needed bills paid, check turned out to be fake, now bank wants $2500 back... So while I try to settle this on my end w/ whatever means I can, maybe you people could share this link to possibly help me out with raising money to recover from this:
www.giveforward.com/fundraiser…
I'm not expecting to get help (I'm a pessimistic person by nature) but I at least have to try, yea?
Chitsuki's feet barely touched the rooftops here in the 78th district of the south Rukongai as she and Dokuja used their flash step to speed along thru the residential area, she took the lead and he stayed close on her heels as they scanned the area for an signs of disturbance. It had been an uneventful day save for a few scuffles breaking out here and there, it was the same just as every other day since they began patrolling Inuzuri nearly a week ago.

She raised her left hand without looking back to him and motioned outward with 3 of her fingers extended before she veered away from the buildings on a straight path to the nearby woods. There was no need to look back to make sure he followed; they had been getting better speaking without words. Their hand signals may not have been the conventional ones but they had become familiar enough between them, possibly a good thing if they happened to be signaling each other while being watched by an enemy.

Dokuja breathed a sigh of relief as they shifted their path and touched down on the ground, they dashed onward into the woods. The sound of children crying and cursing men began to fade more and more as they went deeper in. He welcomed the silence. It only took a few hours into their first day of patrolling for him to become tired of this wretched assignment. If he could have his way he would not get involved with these people and with any luck they would kill themselves off so that their horrid existence would no longer mare the Soul Society. His faithful leader on the other hand saw things much different than he and did her very best to save those she could and help the ones in need, bless her childish heart with it's foolish hopes. She strived so hard for those who did not want to be saved.

They slowed and came to a stop in a clearing just big enough to fit them, he watched as Chitsuki fell against a tree with a groan as the thud from her back hitting the bark sent a tremor thru her chest. Her legs gave way and she slid to the ground, eyes closed gently as she gave an exasperated sigh.

Dokuja just crossed his arms and leaned against a tree opposite of her as he shook his head disapprovingly, he could tell today had really been getting to her. Maybe an hour before they took this little break there had been a fight that had broken out between two drunkards, the men brawled in the middle of the street toppling pottery and over turning tables in their self-justified battle. All the while mothers tried to shield their children from the debris being tossed about while the orphans attempted to take advantage of the commotion and make away with whatever prizes they could claim in the confusion of it all. She made a valiant effort to break it up before any of the bystanders became involved and got injured but it all went to hell after that, the two fighters turned on her while the mothers scowled and all the children threw stones at her screaming to stay out of the Rukongai. He could swear that he saw her heart breaking as she let the rocks bounce off her. He had to admit she had the patience of a monk to just stand there and take it all without so much raising a hand against them to even defend herself.

The Soul Reapers were not well liked here, especially so far away from the Seireitei were all law was seemingly forgotten. "Why do you do this to yourself?" He knelt in front of her and used his forefinger and thumb to force an eye open. "And no pretending you're asleep just to avoid answering." He couldn't help but smile just a little at that, she kept trying to do that when he poked around with his questions and she didn't want to talk about her self-proclaimed failures at keeping these people safe.

She smirked at his statement, looks like she wasn't going to be able to avoid this talk today. She opened both her eyes and looked at him with an almost tired expression. "You should already know the answer to that question." She adjusted herself while he uncapped a jug of water for them to share. "We are members of the 6th Division, a squad that is looked at by all the other Shinigami in the Soul Society as a model division. We embody that which is the law. How can we really be so great if we place ourselves on a pedestal above everyone else and refuse to give a hand to those in need of one?"

"I can understand protecting those that need defending, I became a Soul Reaper so that I could safeguard those unable to do so for themselves but what you are doing is different. I shield those that wish to be saved, what you are attempting to do it save the ones that don't want to be saved. I genuinely believe that these people like it here. They like the misery, filth and corruption…"

"It only seems that way." She interrupted him just before taking a sip of the water. "They just don't know any better. It falls on us to keep them from harm even if the harm is of their own doing. This is all they have ever known, you can't expect people that have been deprived and oppressed all their lives to welcome the change we are trying to give them with blind faith and open arms. All we can do is show them that there is a better life out there for the taking if their willing to grasp it."

He shook his head at her as he picked bits of dirt from beneath his finger nails with an expression that was far from inspired. "You know… This naive view point of wholesome goodness might be cute if it didn't threaten the border of insanity considering the particular topic at hand." He flung the lock of hair that had fallen across his chest back behind his shoulder where it belonged. "This is the South Rukongai we are talking about and on top of that this is Hanging Dog, one of the poorest districts there is. Chock full of people that lie, steal and cheat from birth just to survive. Some things, needless to say, just can't be saved. That is the way of the world darling, always has been and always will be."

"Oh, come on…" She sat forward a bit with that loving smile of hers. "We are Shinigami. It is our duty to do everything in our power to help the souls that are here in the Soul Society and those that have yet to find their way here. Even if they do not yet know that they want our help."

"Funny." He said in a rather dull tone. "I don't recall learning about any of that in the academy."

All she could do was chuckle, she knew full well how much he hated this assignment…

Chitsuki!... Pay attention child!...

Tengoku's words erupted in her mind, alerting all of her senses. In a fluid motion she shifted her feet and leapt up just high enough to grab Dokuja's torso, tackling him to the ground nearly too late. Something sliced thru the tree she had been resting upon just moments before.

Dokuja could feel the wind created by the weapon as it flew past his face, his eyes focusing on the strands of hair that had been cut as they drifted down.

They hit the ground hard, Chitsuki rolled away and fell into a crouching position. Her eyes following the strange blade as it arched upwards and sliced its way back from where it came. She cursed herself for being so sloppy, nothing had been happening during this assignment that warranted any real caution. So she let herself become careless, a mistake that will never happen again.

A lesson learned child… Now is the time to rectify your mistake…

Dokuja looked over to her, she had completely transformed in that instant when a true threat had arisen. The soft look in her eyes was gone, replaced by a hardness that could only be granted to those battle readied souls. Her body was tense; no breath escaped her lips as she ceased the need for air in order to allow no distraction from any sound reaching her ears. She resembled a predator waiting to pounce at any given moment. His eyes met hers; he knew she had found her prey. They spoke without words, they did not need words. They moved like the wind, a mere trembling of dust was all that remained to show where they once were. They ran hard with weapons drawn, he could see she had created blade from both her hands. This was a side of her he had yet to see, part of him was excited to finally see what made this girl so great but there was something else… Something that frightened him. It was that look in her eyes when their gazes met, never before had he seen such a look of sheer blood lust before now. He could not imagine that a yearning for another's death could be so strong.

Now they rushed onward, diving head long into a battle blindly. His logic screamed to him to develop a strategy, to slow down and observe the situation first and then make a calculated strike but instead he rushed onward in the footsteps of his leader. What was this blind devotion he showed to follow her impulsively into danger? Was this trust?

The odd sound of the flying blade ripping thru the air filled their ears, along with the sound of a creature they both knew well. Chitsuki's pace got faster as the real threat became clear to her and Dokuja followed without question, even though his heart was pounding. This will honestly be the first time he had ever come into contact with a hollow. The only thing that had come close to this was when he was in the academy and his class made a trip to the world of the living for a simulated battle against dummy hollows. They jumped, sensing the blade coming up from behind them on its return path and finding its home in the weary hand of a fellow Soul Reaper.

As they broke into the clearing they parted ways, Chitsuki leapt towards the hollow. Its arachnid like form skittering from side to side but she had the advantage of surprise, it was not even aware of its new opponent until her blade fell and separated on of its limbs from its body. The beast cried out, wailing in pain and fury as it turned to face its new pray.

Dokuja used the opportunity to move unseen around the creature and come up beside the wounded man, his shihakusho was torn at the waist and blood soaked the dark material. "Are you alright?" He asked the man as he tried to steady the husky man, his only advantage to being able to do so was his height since the man's weight surpassed his own.

"Better now that backup is here." He wiped away a trickle of blood that had made its way thru the stubble on his cheeks. "But where are the rest of you? No offense but I asked for another squad not for just two women. If this hollow was able to take out my entire team what good does just two shinigami have."

Dokuja let out an aggravated grumble and let go of the man, forcing him to steady himself on his circular blade with a bit of a painful grunt. "For one." He raised his index finger to emphasis his point. "We are not your reinforcements. We were on patrol nearby when we nearly lost our heads to you flinging about your obscene weapon carelessly. And secondly." He extended his middle finger to form the number 2 and thrust it into the man's face to really emphasis his agitation. "I am NOT a woman!"

The man went wide eyed, both statements caught him off guard. "My bad…" The sound of the girl fighting the creature drew his attention, she was holding her own but the damn beast was quick. It never stayed still for very long, that was the issue he was having with it.

Chitsuki laughed, this thing blocked every one of her attacks and it moved so quickly and frequently that using her impaling technique was impossible. She leapt into the air, kicking out and downward while she simultaneously extended a blade from her foot but again it was blocked. The force spun her but she used the momentum to lash out with another blade from her hand, only to have another attack blocked. It was frustrating and exhilarating all at the same time, she let her spiritual pressure flair as she laughed heartedly. For a moment she even thought about releasing the restraints of her implants but decided against it, she like the challenge. She needed it. She needed to experience the feeling of having to fight for her life and to know that one mistake could mean the end of everything. Just one more step closer to being able to face Kenpachi on the battle field and prove her love to him.

Amethyst eyes watched the spectacle that was his commanding officer, he watched in awe as she moved like liquid. She was nothing more than a fluid shifting of blades and flesh as she spun and attacked continuously. She was a dancer, the clang of the metal was the music she moved to and the blood stained battlefield was her grand stage. It was beautiful… But something bothered him. None of this made any sense; his eyes darted to the bodies of the man's squad. It was the typical 7 man response team, there were only 5 bodies scattered about which meant that one man must have left to retrieve back up… there is no reason why a unit of this size couldn't deal with one hollow unless the beast itself was of formidable power. If that was the case then how did such a creature slip into the Soul Society unnoticed? "Where did this hollow come from?" He asked the man who had just nearly been able to catch his breath.

The man scowled. "It's one of Squad Twelve's damn science projects." He spit blood as he spoke the damn of that damned squad. "It got loose during a facility transfer and we were ordered to retrieve it…" He looked around at his comrades, all of them good men that had their lives taken away by a mad man's tinker toy. This had to be ended, they creature was supposed to be brought back alive but he didn't care anymore. "If you two can manage to hold that thing still long enough for one good swing than I'll run it thru."

Dokuja gave a nod of affirmation, his feet moved and he was gone. Luckily he was well enough at kido and he could only assume she was as well given her statement of being formally trained by the former Kido Corps commander. Between the two of them they should be able to bind it long enough to keep it from skittering about. He dove into the battle, Hebi Kiba was drawn but still in its sealed form, he stuck out at one of the limbs the creature raised. The sound of metal rang out but there was no damage dealt to the creature itself, luckily that was not his intention as he locked eyes with Chitsuki. She nodded and retreated a short distance away with Dokuja landing close by. The hollows attention was still on them but they were now far enough away to allow a moment to breath.

"I take it we have a plan." She spoke as she steadied her breathing and recalled the blades she had extended. The slight aches from the small wounds that had been created from the weapons continued emergence could be felt but she pushed the little distractions away. She couldn't allow the adverse effects of her symbiosis to affect her in the midst battle, she will deal with all the cuts later.

"He wants us to restrain the hollow long enough for him to attack." He sheathed his zanpakuto, knowing full well he was going to need both his hands free for this.

She groaned, she knew full well he meant using kido. "Simple enough. I will keep the hollow focused on me, you come around to its flank with a binding spell." She wasn't fully aware of his Kido capabilities but she hoped that whatever spell he used would be sufficient enough to hold the creature long enough for the other man to do his attack and save her from having to use any of those cursed demon arts. Gods how she hated the name, it felt as if by using them was mocking her and the wretched blood that flowed thru her.

Do not hate your blood child… It is a blessing and honor to have such a noble bloodline…

'If my blood is so noble than why do normal people fear demon's so much?'


"Understood." Dokuja's voice pulled her from her thoughts, he moved away and off to the left while she went in with blades drawn to draw the beast's attention and give him the much needed time for his incantation. "Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini!" As he spoke he began to trace intricate symbols in the air with a red aura that had enveloped his hands. "Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat! Bakudo number 9! Geki!" A thin red light engulfed the hollow, completely paralyzing it as it let out a wail and struggled against the binding.

Chitsuki cursed to herself as she watched, he used a low level spell on it. Normally it would have been fine but this was no ordinary hollow, it made her wonder what his actual kido abilities were. She could see the binding begin to fail as the beast fought against it, damn it all to hell. She had no choice. "Bakudo Number 63: Sajo Sabaku" A yellow rope lashed out and encircled the creature, completely repressing it now.

"Alright!" The man yelled as he drew back his arm with circular blade in hand; he began to spin, winding himself up to gather momentum for his attack. "Kazi Kamisori! Wind Razor!" He let the blade go and it flew with a speed much greater than before, the sheer force of its rotation created gale force winds that sliced the very leaves being tossed about and sent the splinters from the felled trees flying like tiny daggers. The sound it made was like a screaming that pierced their ears.

Chitsuki and Dokuja shielded their eyes from the debris; she dared to hazard a look just in time to see the blade slice the beast up the middle. Its body dissipating into nothingness as the two halves fell away. Soon there was nothing left of the creature that rampaged mere moments before.

The blade arched and returned to its master who breathed a heavy sigh of relief, he leaned his weight against the blade and did his best to stay his trembling legs that threatened to give way at any moment. He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against the cool metal, now that the battle had passed the sorrow of losing his men was slipping into his heart.

"Are you ok?"

He opened his eyes and looked over to the girl, at least he couldn't mistake this one like he did the other one. "Yea, I'm good." He straightened himself and took a deep breath; he would have time for remorse later. "Thank you for the help." He was going to lay into that damn back up squad the moment they got here and ream their lazy asses for taking their sweet time. "The name is Fujiwara Kaito, 10th seat of Squad 10."

She bowed to him, recognizing him as a higher rank than she regardless of the difference in Squads. "I'm the 12th seat of Squad 6, Chitsuki Yume and this is our 23rd seat, Dokuja Chigo."

"Ah…" Was his very simple response. He chuckled a bit at their shared confused expression. "So you are the infamous 'Blade Princees' that everyone has been talking about."

"Excuse me?" She could not figure out what in the world he was talking about, she looked back to Dokuja who only shrugged in response. He was just as clueless on the matter as she was.

Fujiwara raised his hands apologetically. "I didn't mean that as an insult, your technique to summon blades has been a bit of a gossip topic among all the squads. Being able to see it first-hand I can say that it's an impressive ability."

"I didn't realize I was all that interesting." This was all news to her and from the look of things it was news even to Dokuja. She realized that the people who did know of her ability were a bit disturbed by it but she had no idea that it had been gossiped about by so many others.

This was all new information for him as well, Dokuja crossed his arms inform of him as he pondered it. He knew that he was not very popular with the other people of the Seireitei so it was no surprise that he was not in on the gossip but he still prided himself on keeping up to date on information. Hell, even he didn't know about her Symbiotic ability until just a few when he finally asked her why she didn't carry her zanpakuto. It was all quite a bit to take in at once and he could tell there was still more she had hidden but he didn't pry into it. Everyone had a right to keep their own secrets; he was no different after all.

"Well, can't say that it's been fun but I have things that need to be done." Fujiwara gave them a halfhearted wave as he turned away. The bodies needed to be prepped for transport, and then there was the matter of talking to the families… That was the part he hated the most. "Thanks for the support."

They watched him walk away silently, it was obvious that he did so with a heavy heart. "Do you think we should help him?" Dokuja asked, dealing with death was not an easy thing to deal with. More so if you had to do so alone.

"No." She said it simply; she could feel his questioning eyes on the back of her head. "This is something he has to do on his own. These people were under his command and it falls to him to tend to their bodies. This is the responsibility of a superior officer and the burden we must face when we fail those who trusted us enough to put their lives in our hands." She turned away and began walking out of the clearing, she knew without looking that Dokuja followed suite.

He watched her silently; the tone in her voice was heavy as if her own heart was wounded by the death of these people. Such a tender hearted child she was. Was her heart so grand that she could truly care for some many people that she knew nothing about?

She looked up to the sky and gaged the position of the sun to estimate the time. "It's close enough to quitting time, let's call it quits a little early today." It had been a much more eventful day than normal and she wanted to get a head start on the paperwork she will be needing to turn in to Master Kuchiki-Sama.

"Of course…" Dokuja kept his response simple, he was glad to end the day early and it looked like she was too.
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Akon jotted down a few notes from the readings that had just come in on Chitsuki, things had been pretty quiet this week. His main amusement came from torturing her, he had sent her a note earlier in the week to inform her that the Gigai was ready but since then he has been getting a chuckle out of avoiding her and telling the other scientists to inform her that he wasn't around so she would have to wait. Cruel to some but he had to do something to liven up things around here.

He had to admit though, he was rather proud of his creation. Very rarely did any gigai that was generated differ in any sort of way from the original but this one might as well been its own being considering how much different it was from its original. The only drawback it had was the little green pill that still waited in the test tube on his desk; he had already figured that it was not a Gikon like the Captain had told him it would be. Being able to study it slightly he was able to confirm his suspicions that the little green pill was in fact a Mod Soul but there was no telling what special attributes the Captain placed in it…

A blinking light on his monitor drew his attention away from his musings, with a few swift key strokes he brought up another window that shoed an inactive vital scan.

"So… They managed to kill it…" He looked at the clock and noted the time. It didn't take them very long at all to dispose of the hollow; on top of that Chitsuki didn't even have to release her limiters. She was safely able to limit 80% of her power but doing so made for some very uneventful readings. There had not been so much of a hint to Shoushin Konton's spiritual signature in some time. He let out a little sigh, guess that means the next thing they throw at her is going to have to be a bit stronger…
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Byakuya's eyes flowed over the words of the report in front of him, her reports were always uneventful save for a few scuffles here and there that she attempted to break up but those were of no real concern to him. It was the section detailing her encounter with the 12th companies escaped research specimen that really interested him. He was pleased to see that under actual battle circumstances the small team cooperated efficiently and effectively, their ability to communicate silently was a good proof of their compatibility as a team. He had honestly doubted that boy's ability to fall into a subordinate's role considering his background but he was glad to be mistaken on the matter.

A firm knock on his door drew his attention away from the report, the spiritual pressure coming from behind it was easily recognizable but he wondered what business that particular person would have here of all places. "Come in."

Toshiro opened the door and stepped in quietly, he did not meet his fellow Captain's gaze until he had completely shut the door behind him. When he did their eyes met and Toshiro made no attempt to hide the anger in his eyes.

"What can I do for you Captain Hitsugaya." He broke the connection of their eyes and looked away, slipping the report into a nearby folder and pushing it aside for the time being. He really had no interest in anything the young Captain had to say considering he had a feeling he already knew what it was going to be about.

Toshiro tossed a folder onto the table, a few of the pages that were contained inside threatened to fall out as the folder slid a few inches before stopping in front of Byakuya. "It's a copy of the report filed by my 10th seat earlier today about the incident in Inuzuri. Along with his written commendation for the assistance they provided in dealing with the escaped research specimen."

Byakuya rested his elbows on the desk and clasped his hands together, he eyed the young man before him and the look of sheer detest in the eyes bearing down on him. His voice was as stoic as ever as he responded as formalities dictated. "I will be sure to have them informed about his gratitude."

"Don't insult me Kuchiki." Toshiro dismissed his formalities. "Don't assume because of my young age that I wouldn't be able to see what's really going on here and here's a little bit of advice Captain." He spat out the title to add emphasis to his anger. "I suggest you leave the experiments to Squad 12 and the next time you feel like throwing away the lives of Shingami to test a scenario than use your own damn people to do it." He turned and left without giving Byakuya even a moment to respond and defend his actions. He slammed the door shut behind him as he stormed away.

What happened today was no accident; a research specimen just happens to escape during a facility transfer and just so happens to make its way completely undetected all the way out to Hanging Dog unnoticed. A district that by sheer chance has been recently patrolled by a special two-man squad that contains the one person being kept under surveillance and suspicion by damn near every squad… Yea, that's about as believable as Aizen coming out of confinement begging forgiveness.
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Chitsuki took a deep breath, once again she found herself at the research and development institute. For the last two days she had been attempting to come see Akon because of the note he sent saying the gigai was complete but every time she came here they told her that he wasn't around, part of her was certain that he was toying with her again.

Why do you keep torturing yourself like this child?...

"I am not torturing myself." Great, being patronized by a voice in my head is always fun.

Oh really?... than tell me child… Why does it always rain here when you find out his not around?

"Oh hush…"

"Miss Yume?" An inquisitive voice piped up from behind her, startling her a bit.

She turned to see the young scientist that had approached her before when she was showing Dokuja around, what was his name… Rin? "Ah, hello there." She gave him a bit of a wave.

He gave a nervous chuckle and waved back to her. "Um, what are you doing here Miss Yume?"

"Oh." She looked around a bit, hoping maybe she would catch Akon walking around a corner at any moment. "I was actually looking for Akon, is he around?" Please, please, please.

"Oh yes." He pointed off to the side that led into a hall of doors and other hallways. "He's down in his office; would you like me to show you where it is?"

Her heart was pounding in her chest, he was actually here! "Yes, please." She had only been to his lab once before and she wasn't sure if his office and lab were one in the same so better to be safe and shown the way. Without so much as the slightest bit of conversation she followed him down the winding all, she vaguely remembered the area. It seemed as if they were heading to Akon's lab after all, she knew that if she continued down this hall even further it would bring her to Akusai's lab. She shuttered a bit at the thought of him, she hadn't seen him in quite some time and she would like to keep it that way.

Rin gave a gentle knock that sounded more like a tap and waited patiently for a response.

"Come in." Akon looked up from his paperwork to see Rin peeking his head in. "Rin? What are you doing here?" He really wasn't expecting to see him, last he knew Rin was supposed to be cleaning up down in the lower labs.

"Um, Miss Yume is here to see you." As he said it she came up around him and into the lab.

"Ah, thank you Rin." He leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette; he figured that she would be showing up sometime today. He stood up and walked around his desk. "You can go now Rin."

He just nodded and left without another word, he figured she was here to see him about that recent gigai he made. Not a lot of people knew about it, for some reason it was being kept a secret and only high ranking officers were allowed to know about it. In fact, the only reason he even knew was because he accidently found it while cleaning up in Akon's lab.

They both watched him go without saying a word, Akon tapping the ash from his cigarette and bring it to his lips again. "So what can I do for you Miss Yume?" He knew full well why she was here but he couldn't help getting a little bit of enjoyment out of the frustrated look on her face.

"You know exactly why I'm here." She really did hate it when he taunted her. "I came to see the Gigai you made; you sent me a note…" She reached into her sleeve to pull out the note he sent her, she had been carrying it around ever since she got it.

He walked up to her and grabbed her chin, interrupting her movements and cutting off her statement. "And how badly do you want to see it?" He couldn't resist allowing a smile to form along his lips; he could see that fire igniting in her eyes. That ferocity that he craved, the sheer look in her eyes as he brought his face so dangerously close to hers. "Are you willing to beg for it?" He could swear he heard a faint growl itching its way to her throat, her fingers twitched. Oh how she must have wanted to slap him. He let her go and took a step back, raising his hands defensively. "Just kidding."

She rolled her eyes at him with an aggravated groan. "Why do you always have to be just a pervert?" She could not figure him out for the life of her. He went from being a kind man to a rotten lecher in the blink of an eye then back again.

"Don't get so worked up about it." He took a drag from his cigarette and exhaled the smoke slowly. "The whole reason I do it is because you get so riled up about it." He turned and grabbed the test tube containing the Kaizō Konpaku from off his desk and slipped it into his pocket. "It's not often we get people as lively as you coming to visit, anyways, come on let's get going."

She couldn't help but think that the people they usually have visit are unconscious and soon dissected. She shrugged it off though, that wasn't a particular thought she wanted to dwell on so she dropped it and followed him out of his office and thru the winding halls. "Um… Where are we going?" She felt like they were making their way deeper into a labyrinth. "I thought you would have the Gigai in your lab." She could feel her heart start to pound, the thought of finally being able to see it was creeping up and making her very anxious.

"I had it moved to a more secure lab." They came to a stop in front of a barred door, he removed a special key from his pocket and slid it into and opening that resembled a mouth. He watched her from the corner of his eye, there was a feint bit of sweat on her brow and she was chewing on her lip… Both signs of anxiety. How peculiar that she would get so worked up over something so seemingly trivial.

That was odd, why would they need to have it kept in a secure location? "Um, can I ask why?"

He tapped his cigarette again. "No, you can't." The doors opened with a groan and he walked inside, completely ignoring the wide eyed look she gave him.

She growled a bit under her breath, he was so frustrating! What right did he have to tell her no? Wasn't this gigai supposed to be for her anyways? So shouldn't she be allowed to know why this thing had to be kept in such a remote and secure place?

He looked back at her with those lazy eyes of his, he couldn't help but smirk and the blatant rage she had building behind those crystal eyes of hers. "Are you just going to stand there glaring at me or do you want to see your precious gigai?" He laid his hand on a covered object, smirking at her wickedly.

Her brain stopped its complaints; she could feel the lump in her throat growing. She could see the outline of a body beneath the surgical tarp, the sound of it crackling as he pulled the tarp away filled her ears. It was almost a deafening sound in the large room as the tarp fell to the ground.

Chitsuki exhaled slowly, she hadn't even realized she was holding her breath until she noticed the ache in her chest. She didn't know what to say as she looked at it… at herself. The body was bare and she could see the flawless skin, the hair was unbound and fell freely over its breasts. This is who she should have been; if she had been born in some other time, some other place than where she had been. This is the person she should have been.

Tengoku looked thru her daughter's eyes at Akon's creation, she could feel her daughter's joy but she could not bring herself to share it. Sadness cut into her that did nothing but deepen the already jagged wound in her very soul, if she had been stronger… If she could have fought back the ones that killed her love and taken her captive… She could have saved her daughter from the fate her weakness cursed her with. Looking at the creation before them she could see the beautiful woman her daughter should have been, the beauty that came from the union of her and her beloved. The thought of him, her dear husband, almost made her want to weep. If only he was still alive, how proud he would be to see how strong their daughter has become. She was indeed a beautiful woman, with or without the scars, and even though the form she wears now does not have any of her father's fine traits she had her true form that encompassed all his beauty… she almost wished that Chitsuki would transform one of these days so she could see it again…

Chitsuki touched the cheek of the gigai thoughtfully, the skin was so soft. She looked into its eyes, they were lifeless but something about them seemed off. "Her eyes are different than mine…" It wasn't a very drastic difference, the color was still the same but there was just something off about them. She did know her body better than anyone.

Akon smirked; he wasn't surprised that she had noticed the slight change. "Yes, it was a side effect caused from having to re-write the genetic sequence." He put out his cigarette and walked behind the gigai, pulling the hair back behind the shoulders to fully expose the body. "It's only a slight change that only people that know you on a deep level might be able to notice." He cupped the face and repositioned the face upwards to look at those wonderful eyes he created. "But if you keep it from making eye contact than there is nothing to worry about."

She couldn't help but blush, looking at the way the gigai was exposed and how he touched the body so tenderly. The thought of why it was created still nagged at her though, she knew the reason he had originally given her but it just didn't seem right. "What are you going to do with it? We both know I don't need it and I really don't think you would create something to just sit around and collect dust."

He smiled at her. "Of course I have no intention of allowing her to rot away down here." He repositioned the head so it was looking straight again, the thought of leaving such a grand creation down in the depths covered by a tarp with insulting. "I will use a Gikon to animate Maneru and she will stay here and act as my assistant." Although he will have to find suitable clothes that will hide her face, it truly will be a shame to hide that but it had to be done. It would be pointless to have everyone know about the secret body double.

Maneru? "You gave it a name?" She didn't expect that at all, she honestly didn't know what to expect and what about the artificial soul? She only knew a little about the Gikon from the few times she talked to Hanataro about his trips to the world of the living, that's when she first learned about the gigai too.

"Of course I did. Everything deserves a name doesn't it?"

She blushed at that, remembering how it felt not to have a name and how wonderful it was when Shun-chan named her. "Yes… and it is a good name." and fitting since the word 'Maneru' meant 'Mimic'. She smiled up to him. "Thank you for this… It means more to me than you can ever imagine." She turned and left without saying another word, she knew she could not linger for too long and it would be unhealthy if she became obsessed with it. Seeing what she could have been was good enough for her, she knew she could never change her body and take away her scars but at least now she knew what might have been and it was enough to give her that little peace of mind.

He watched her leave without saying a word, waited till he heard the click of the door latch before he took the few small steps to be standing in front of the body. His hand slid into the pocket that held the fateful test tube, he removed it and eyed it with every bit of caution that he used when he initially inspected it. He still was not sure on what to think, it was the Captain's creation wasn't it? Would it have a dead personality like Nemu? What abilities did he imbue it with? What to do…

He looked over his creation approvingly; its eyes were his favorite even if they had no life to them just yet. He took great care in replicating that ferocity in these eyes, by no means was it a side effect like he told Chitsuki but she didn't need to know that bit of information. He ran his thumb over the soft lips; these were a perfect match to the original. He pushed his thumb passed the threshold of her mouth and used it to part those fine lips, with his other hand he brought the test tube to his own mouth and tilted it back allowing the small green pill to fall against his lips. He used his tongue to hold the pill just behind his teeth as he pressed his lips to hers, with the tip of his tongue he pushed the soul candy passed hers and to the back of her throat. As the pill worked its way down her esophagus he felt the body in his arms come to life, the soul igniting those wonderful eyes of his creation.

She looked thru the eyes of her new body, as a pill she could be aware of the things going on around her but that was it. Now she had a body to explore the world in, she was no longer trapped and she had every intention of experiencing this world. The Captain had programed sufficient knowledge into her; she knew the histories including those of the mod soul origins and what had been done to her predecessors… She will live for them… and for herself.

"So, is this how you treat all your assistants?" She smiled a wicked smile up to him, oh the things she planned to experience… In the name of science of course.

He couldn't help but smile as he felt Maneru press against him; he had a lot to discover about the abilities the Captain put in this thing but at least the personality was proving interesting. He was thrilled to see that those ideal eyes were alive now like a storm, that is what he craved. There was such emotion in there, so unlike the dead eyes of Nemu and there was no fear in them like Chitsuki's. Yes, these eyes were truly a master piece. He almost laughed at the thought of what Chitsuki would do to him if she found out the fun things he planned to do with this gigai but what could he say?... He was a man after all.
The Captains gathered once more in the main hall, the Head Captain eyed them all in turn. Only a handful among them cared about the topic at hand and even out of those few maybe half were truly interested in it. It was to be expected though, even under normal circumstances it was not a very interesting discussion.

"The Obon festival is in two days' time, how are the preparations going to safe guard the Soul Society while the temporary Soul Passage gates are open."

This was always a pressing time of year, the gates are erected and opened at midnight beginning the day of the festival and are closed again at the following midnight to mark the end of the festival. There are only four gates that are created and one gate is placed by each of the four main gates that surround the Seireitei. Security is always at its highest during this time to guard the Soul Society from intruders and protect the souls visiting the world of the living, hollows have been known to swarm at these times so extra soul reapers are always sent over to protect the outbound souls.

"Sir!" Soi Fon stepped forward. "I have sent eight teams to be on guard at each of the four gates, two teams per gate and one team shall be positioned on either side of the designated gate."

He nodded his acknowledgement and waited till she stepped back, usually that number would suffice but in light of the possible threat of this 'Collector' invading to retrieve the girl and with an unknown force greater measures had to be taken.

"Captains Zaraki, Kyouraku, Ukitake and Komamura. You four will also send two squads to assist in guarding the gates. Captain's Kuchiki and Kurostuchi, you two will each send two additional squads to assist the ones Captain Hitsugaya has sent to patrol the festival."

The majority of the Captains shared a sense of confusion, never has there been this much security on hand for the festival. What purpose could there be to these measures?

Byakuya noted the stern look on the Head Captain's face; he was leaving no room for error. They alone, with the exception of Renji, knew of the threat that was known to them as the 'Collector'. He could only assume that all these extra measures were because of the knowledge they had.

Shunsui furrowed his brow; this didn't make sense at all. He, along with Mayuri, Byakuya and the old man were the only ones that knew of the threat that was the Resurrection of Shoushin Konton but as far as he knew that entire situation was completely circumstancial. There had been no signs of it actually coming to pass… So the question was… What else was going on that he didn't know about? He honestly thought he knew everything there was to know about Chitsuki but more and more lately the feeling that she was still keeping something hidden away was creeping into his gut.

"Please Head Captain…" Jushiro broke the silence unexpectedly. "Explain why all these extra measures are being taken for the festival." He knew that he was not the only one concerned about it all, what he said now was what was on everyone else's minds. He was sure of it.

"It's because of Chitsuki, isn't it?" Shunsui spoke up without waiting for a response, deep down he was certain it was because of her and he did not doubt that the other Captain's assumed the same thing.

Yamamoto sighed heavily, he should have known better than to think he could keep anything hidden from them all for long, they were all exceptional Shinigami and there was nothing that could escape Shunsui's keen intuition. Especially when it was in regards to this girl. "Yes Captain Kyoraku. This has everything to do with the girl." He could see a few of them go ridged, there were many mixed feelings about her and how she has been handled thus far. It would do no good to keep them all in the dark any longer, it was time all the pieces were laid out before them.

"You all know of her background and that of her mother, Kyuuketsuki. What you all are not aware of is that she has been put under surveillance for the fear of her mother's cursed weapon taking hold of the girl thru the residual remains of the Zanpakuto that reside in her mother's spirit."

Sajin took a step forward. "You mean to say that the 'Vampire of the Seireitei' could be reborn in the child and thus plague us once more?" He stated in quizzically, he never thought that such a thing could occur but there was very little he knew of the child and even less of her mother.

"Yes." The Head Captain confirmed the growing fear. "This is a matter that has been brought up previously and was, until now, only known to myself and Captains Kuchiki, Kyoraku and Kurotsuchi."

Jushiro turned to his friend, the look on Shunsui's face was like his heart was being torn from his very chest. He had no idea that he burdened such knowledge; he could not even imagine what it would be like to know that the woman he loved could be possessed by such an evil at any given moment.

"And what is to happen if she does become controlled by Zanpakuto?" Soi Fon asked in a heartless tone, she did not care for the girls presence here in the Soul Society and they all knew she would rather see her return to where she came from than stay a moment longer here.

"This, too, has already been discussed…" His brow furrowed as he eyed Shunsui, his fists were trembling and his head hung down so his hat would hide the rage building on his face but even from here he could hear the sound of his teeth grinding together as he clenched them in an attempt to control his outburst. "Should she become possessed… She will be put to death."

Kenpachi could feel his heart stop but he dared not lash out; he had to stay calm and not let his emotions take control. For an instant he dared to think that it could not be true but he knew better than to doubt what the old man said, there was no denying this to be the absolute truth. He could see the scowl on Byakuya's typically stoic face and Shunsui… He looked like he was about to lose it. Still, he didn't want to believe any of it and he knew damn well that Chitsuki didn't know about it, she would have told him if she did. Hell, she didn't even know that her own Zanpaukto was her mother so how could they expect her to prevent something she knew nothing about? Worse still… How was he going to be able to protect her from herself?

Jushiro laid a reassuring hand on his old friend's shoulder in an attempt to comfort him but to no avail, he could feel Shunsui's trembling subside just a little but it was hardly notable. He felt so helpless right now; he had no idea that his companion held such knowledge. He couldn't even begin to imagine what it was like to experience such a thing, the feeling of knowing the person he truly loved had a death sentence hanging above their head. He could not even stand the thought of a subordinate facing such an undeserving fate, together they lashed out at the very laws of the Soul Society to avert such a thing from happening. They did everything they could at the time just to save Rukia… So to what length would they, would Shunsui, go to save the cherished Chitsuki? And there was another thing to consider, what would she think if she was to discover that the three people she revered the most have made plans for her execution?

"Why is Chitsuki not here then?" He spoke up in a tone much harsher than he usually spoke in, he could not stay silent any longer. Not while his friend stood there in utter turmoil trying to keep his cool. Even Kenpachi, who may have stood there silently, allowed the look of sheer death in his eye betray him. Even now his immense spiritual pressure was bearing down on them, the others might have assumed it was just his excitement at the prospects of a challenge but the truth was not so simple. How could forcing yourself to listen to the cruel judgments placed upon the one you love be simple when the slightest outburst could expose the truth of a relationship that they tried so desperately to conceal? "She must be allowed to know the truth of the threat she poses to the Soul Society and to herself. If she is to be sentenced to death than she has a right to know why!"

"It is not so simple…" Byakuya spoke, drawing everyone's attention. None thought he would say anything on this matter, even when his cherished sister was faced with the same fate he said nothing. "Miss Yume's mind is fragile. Her own mother keeps secrets from her, what do you think will happen to the girl's mind should she discover her own Captain, her best friend and her own weapon have been deceiving her from the very beginning?"

"He is right…" Shunsui cut off his friends retort before it could even be made, he lifted the brim of his hat to expose a face that wore a look of utter defeat. "If we reveal everything to her now she would see an execution as an act of mercy."

Jushiro knew how fragile she was but still… "The longer we wait to tell her the truth the greater her trauma will be when she realizes it. We cannot keep this hidden forever!"

"Enough Captain Ukitake." Yamamoto spoke sternly, he knew the love those two had for the girl and this decision will weigh heavy on them both with no hope of either of them coming to terms with it. "This discussion is over; there are other matters that need to be discussed."

"Other matters?" Jushiro wondered what else there could possibly be, his eyes met Shunsui's and he could see the confusion in those eyes as well. So there was things even he was being kept in the dark about. How many lies have been told thus far? How many more secrets will be revealed until all the truths have been told to all?

"Captain Kuchiki and I have spoken to Kyuuketsuki once again, just before she was sent to the world of the living to train with the former Kido Corps commander and Lieutenant Abarai." He leaned back in his chair, straightening his back with a sigh. "There is a threat presented to us by the girl's former Master, it is believed that he will make an attempt to reclaim the child on the night of the Obon festival when the gates have been opened but his abilities and force he commands to lead such an assult are both unknown factors."

"Hehehe…" Mayuri's odd laugh broke the silence that the Head-Captain had created by his statement. He stepped forward and out of the line of Captains with that wide unsettling grin of his. "Demons…" He had remained silent until now but he could not resist sharing the intriguing discovers he had made.

"You have got to be joking." Toshiro finally added his input, there have been a lot of idiotic things said in this hall but that had to be the worst he had ever heard.

"I assure you that I am not the type to 'joke' on such matters boy." He glared at the young Captain, what an annoying little brat he was. "Demons are what her Master commands and they will come to claim their own."

"How do you know that?!" Kenpachi stepped forward with a heavy foot, he couldn't be silent anymore, not when that bastard stood there spouting her most guarded secret like it was nothing! It took her all she had just to tell him, how did that bastard know? How!?

Mayuri eyed the great ape of a man; it appeared he also knew of the girl's unique lineage. "How curious that you, of all people, would be the only other person than myself to know such a thing. I had to take great measures to obtain that particular information." He sneered feeling the barbarian's rage grow. "Here I thought it was Kyouraku spreading the girl's legs each night to make her readings spike the way they do but it appears that I was wrong."

Shunsui could feel the blood leaving his face; he never knew that she had been monitoring Chitsuki this entire time. How was he doing it? What readings was he monitoring? Did he know about all of their indiscretions?... Oh Gods. His eyes met Kenpachi's, he could see the confusion in them as the man tried to piece together what Mayuri just said.

Kenpachi looked at the man he called his friend, the man he trusted. He understood the accusations that Mayuri made but Chitsuki was not with him every night… she was, however, with Shunsui everynight. Training alone in some secret place… What was this feeling in the pit of his stomach, why did he suddenly feel like he was going to be sick?

"Maybe I wasn't wrong." Mayuri grinned widely, how curious this was indeed. "I must say that I am not surprised in the least. The little whore has bared her body to me as well…"

"Shut Up!" Kenpachi roared, he would figure out the truth about Shunsui and Chitsuki on his own. He was not going to tolerate this bastard saying any more about her.

"The little harlot came to me willingly and laid naked upon my operating table so that I may inspect every inch of her writhing body with the tip of my scalpel, all the while she screamed and moaned like the whore she is!"

"You tortured her!" Shunsui yelled, his Reiatsu flared and his pink aura burned brightly. His control was lost as the visions of her being cut open while tears streaked her face, her screams filled his mind. Damn that bastard to hell!

"I'll kill you!" Kenpachi drew back his fist as his yellow aura erupted in his fury, the force of his spiritual pressure matching his rage. He will make that worthless excuse of a Captain pay with his life!

"That is ENOUGH!" The Head-Captain stood; his voice booming so loudly it shook the very souls of all those gathered here, it drowned out every thought and word so that only his voice remained. The very room grew hot as if the heat of the very sun bore down upon them. His immense Reiatsu snuffed out the others, his presence demanding submission and obedience from all. "Captain Kurostuchi! You will explain your actions!"

Moments before all the Captain's hands were twitching at the hilts of their respective Zanpakuto, all waiting for the bomb that had been ticking away to finally explode. None had ever witnessed the wrath that was Zaraki's unbridled vehemence and none truly wished to. Now they all stood silent, not one of them dared to act against the Head Captain. They could sense even his anger at this point.

Mayuri clenched his teeth, perhaps he pushed his taunts too far but that towering oaf was so infuriating. "As I said…" He eyed Zaraki carefully as he backed away. "She came to me of her own volition and asked that I create spiritual limiters, that worked in a similar fashion as Captain Zaraki's, for her in exchange for the right to study her."

Byakuya now understood why her training with Renji seemed so slow now, she had indeed been getting stronger and improving but she kept restraining herself to make things harder. An admirable attempt to become stronger but extremely foolish.

"I surgically implanted Biomechanical microchips thru out her nervous system and along her spinal cord…" Mayuri continued in detail the work he performed, he could not help but take pride in his scientific accomplishments. They could never hope to understand the difficulty in keeping the girl alive thru such a procedure. "I must say though, attaching one of the chips to her sacral nerve was by far my most enjoyable part of my work." He smiled to himself as he recalled the particularly wonderful scream she let out at that point, her voice sounded so lovely at that pitch.

"I don't believe it." Soi Fon interrupted him, he was enjoying remembering the procedure entirely too much for her liking. "There is no way she could have gone thru something like that without needing a serious recovery period.

"I agree." Byakuya added his opinion casually. "Not once was it ever reported that she could not attend to her daily duties and she has never missed a morning meeting. If she truly underwent such an extreme process there is no way she would be able to maintain a normal daily routine."

"I must admit I was almost astonished at her rate of recovery as well. I know she was barely able to walk when she left my division and I am certain that if it was not for Akon and Nemu assisting her than she would have been unable to even get out of the lab…"

"You sliced her open like a science project than threw her out?!" Shunsui wondered if there was a level of depravity that this man would not stoop to.

"Of course." Mayuri stated it simply in his 'matter of fact' tone. "Her follow up showed that she received almost immediate medical attention from a member of Squad Four. Some one of skill as well since her follow up was the very next day and she showed no apparent signs of her surgery the day before."

Retsu stayed silent as she pondered his statement, she had no knowledge of the child being admitted into the infirmary and she, herself, made no arrangements for the girl's treatment. Something told her that it was young Hanataro going above and beyond his duties once again.

Yamamoto furrowed his brow, he took note of the tension growing on the faces of Shunsui and Kenpachi as they listened to Mayuri's report. He knew the girl was special to Shunsui but he had no idea that Kenpachi also cared for her, his outburst alone could lay rest to any doubt on that claim. She must be an exceptional woman indeed to warrant the affections of such a man.

"You are getting off topic Captain Kurotsuchi, continue with your findings that will explain your proclamation of the force that threatens us." He did not need the Captains losing their cool again; the emotional strain in this room was much too high for comfort.

"It was quite simple really, her limiters also act as spiritual data transmitters, the more she exerts herself the greater and more thorough my readings are. Thankfully she was exerted quite often and I received a good bit of data quickly." He noted the tightening of the jaws in the two respective Captains', how very intriguing. Could it be possible that the little harlot was playing them both for fools? "Due to previous studies performed by my predecessor I was able to match her unique spiritual wave length to the demonic species… I am sure that Captain Zaraki can second my findings."

Kenpachi cursed to himself, all the eyes of the other Captains' were on him now. He and Chitsuki tried their best to keep their interest in one another a secret and it all went to hell because of him and his inability to control his temper…

"Captain Zaraki." Yamamoto urged him to answer, he had no doubt that Kenpachi knew more about her than anyone else. A notion that was a rather surprising turn of events indeed. "Can you second Captain Kurotsuchi's findings?"

He let out a defeated sigh, he couldn't avoid it… "Yes…" He couldn't shake the feeling of betraying her but what about the accusation made about her and Shunsui… Was that really what they were doing every night when she told him that they were training? He couldn't get the thought of them together out of his mind, moaning bodies entwined and the sweat dripping from the heat they created… Why would she be with Shunsui like that but not with him? Was he not good enough for that? If what that bastard said about her was true then what? Did he honestly have a right to be mad at her for the things she may have done when she did not truly belong to him to begin with? That leaves to question if all the things she said about wanting to be with him was a lie? Damn it all… It couldn't be a lie, no… He couldn't believe that she would lie about something like that. He saw the look in her eyes, the gentle touches she gave to him… that wonderful smile that she only gave to him… No, he wouldn't believe that she lied about that. Plus, he could see the confusion on Shunsui's face, he didn't know about her blood line. He was the only person she trusted enough to tell outright. It was he that she truly trusted… but then why would she do those things with Shunsui? If she really did them at all… That scared look on Shunsui's face when Mayuri said that though… it might as well been admitting their deeds… Why would she choose Shunsui but not him?! Why! Damnit it! So many questions and not an answer to any of them… How the hell is he supposed to deal with any of it…

"Captain Zaraki." Yamamoto pulled him from his thoughts; it was evident that he was deeply troubled by these turn of events. He never would have imagined that it would take the adoration of such a child to stir that great man's heart in such a way. "Please elaborate on what she told you."

He let out a sigh that ended with a slight growl; he shouldn't let himself get so distracted like that. He had plenty of time to have a nervous breakdown away from everyone else. Guess there was no escaping it, everything was out in the open now anyways. "She told me that her father was a demon, she had never met him because he died before she was born but she had been told that he was a Tengu."

"Hmmm." Sajin could not help but be intrigued. "My father told me tales of such creatures when I was young. In the Buddhist beliefs Tengu became guides for monks in understanding the Dharma tenets and sacred rites, and they also protected Buddhist shrines. They may have been considered 'Demons' but I always believed this mountain spirits to be noble beings." If she was truly a child of a demon than at the very least her blood was that of a noble one. This also explained why his own appearance did not bother her in the least.

"Yea…" His memory flashed to that night on the hill, how much fear was in her eyes as she paced back and forth, trembling in fear as she spoke her most guarded secret. How the light of the fading sun made her eyes shine, how the soft light of the moon glistened on the moist lips she continued to lick in her nervousness. He could feel the yearning his body had for her growing inside of him as he pictured her like that, it was not just his body that burned. He wanted her, he wanted to share and experience everything that she was. He wanted to know what her true form was, to see the beauty of her iridescent wings spread wide…He almost forgot about that. "She has another form… It's her true form. She said that all half-breeds are born albino and they have an iridescent shine to their bodies. Depending on how strong their blood lines are determines how brilliant their sheen is. I've never seen it though… it's like she's ashamed of it."

How curious, Mayuri mused to himself. All of this was very interesting; even he was unaware of her ability to shift forms but by no means is it a surprising revelation. It would be utterly preposterous to assume that the girl would possess solely human traits considering her lineage. However, it would be quite interesting to see what her real form truly is.

Sajin mulled over the words that he spoke, he knew better than anyone the feeling of being shunned for an appearance you could do nothing about. To be so ashamed that you chose to hide away what you really are than to face the judgmental looks and taunting whispers that awaited you at every turn. She may have held the ability to change her form so that she appeared human but it was truly no better than he when he shielded his wolfish face with a helmet so that none could see, so that none could judge him first to be the beast in which he resembled.

Shunsui soaked it all in, all of this he was hearing for the first time. He knew she had secrets that he kept from him but never did he suspect something like this. On top of that it was Kenpachi that she trusted with such information, further proof that her heart truly belonged to that man and not to him. They may have shared their bodies but the things that truly mattered would never be his to have.

"And how are we to face an opponent such as this?" Soi Fon spoke up now; she was not sure how to judge this new information. It was almost too much to take in, this sounded like a bunch of childish fantasies as opposed to a true Captains' meeting. Demons, alternate forms, rainbow bodies… it was all ridiculous.

Retsu raised a hand to her chin in thought, all of this was very curious indeed. "It is apparent that we do not have the ability to detect the spiritual pressures of Demons, it must produce a spiritual wave length that is entirely different that humans, soul reapers and even hollows. We would have been able to pick up on this much sooner if it was otherwise."

"I have already taken measures on this matter." Mayuri answered both of their questions in that single statement. "I have taken the liberty to create a Mod Soul with the capabilities of detecting a demonic wave length much like what Kisuke Urahara did when he created those Kaizō Konpaku to detect and track the Bounts. I have even allowed my 3rd seat to create a suitable Gigai that will house the mod soul. So, Should and being of demonic origin, aside from the girl,enter the Soul Society I will be made aware of it." Not to mention it will help him to locate suitable research specimens in the world of the living but there was no need to mention that particular fact to them. These fools could never hope to understand what type of scientific wonder this could be.

Yamamoto gave an approving nod, while he did not like Mayuri taking liberties such as these upon himself it was a necessary measure that had to be taken. He did not doubt that there were ulterior motives to the creation of this gigai but he will allow it for the time being. "Very well, there is much to be considered with these new admissions coming to light. When I have had more time to contemplate the matter I will convene another Captains' meeting, until then you all have been given your instructions on the preparations for the Obon festival. You are all dismissed."

Shunsui half expected Kenpachi to hang back, to demand answers to Kurotsuchi's accusations…. But he did not. He watched him as he hung his head down and turned away, how he walked out of the hall without so much as a look behind him or even to look at those passing him. Watching that man walk out of this place with such an air of defeat made him feel like a very poor excuse of a man… and worse yet, a sad excuse of a friend…
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Chitsuki muffled a sneeze and rubbed the tingling out of her nose.

"You know…" Dokuja mused. "They have this quaint little notion in the world of the living that if you sneeze it means someone is talking about you."

"Well that just seems silly." She leaned back on the plush pillows that he had arranged outside in the gardens of his property, he had invited her over for moon gazing and tea. Considering that both Kenpachi and Shunsui had been called away tonight she really had no other plans to occupy her time. Besides it gave her time to get to know him better, she only ever knew him while they were on duty. During that time he showed a bit of modesty and composure but here in the comfort of his own home… it was not quite the case. He had removed all of his makeup and accessories, which was interesting to see him this way. He still had a feminine look to his face but now the fact that he was truly a man was much more apparent, as could easily be seen from the fabric he clothed himself in. She tried to make sure she did not look over at him too often and if she did than it was only to make eye contact for the robe he wore tonight was made of a sheer silver fabric that concealed barely a thing. She had no doubt that if he had no company to entertain than he would be out here moon bathing in the nude.

"So tell me Chitsuki." He took a sip from his tea; he couldn't help smiling to himself. Every time he said her name directly she would instinctually turn to look at him but then she would notice something to make her blush and divert her eyes. Her shyness was almost adorable. "Do you have plans on going to the Obon festival?" They touched on the subject for a little bit but they spent more of their time in silence, which really didn't bother him much at all. It felt nice to just sit and relax with company quietly without all the formalities of everyday life. He had been surprised to see her show up in her night attire, a modest thing made of black silk that she wore a soft grey overcoat on top of it so she exposed no skin at all. He wondered about that, she always made sure not to expose any part of her body… So what was it exactly that she tried so hard to hide? She was not as lean as him but the amount of meat on her body gave her a healthy look, he doubted the idea that she covered up to hide any pudgy sides… Possibly some kind of birthmark or scars that she was ashamed of seemed much more likely… Or there was the very odd thought that she really was just that modest.

"I honestly wasn't planning on going but I was invited to go and I really couldn't bring myself to say no." She stared into the tea that was in her cup, smiling to herself at the thought of spending the evening with Kenpachi and Imouto. She was actually very excited to go but she didn't want to seem to over anxious.

"Oh?" He shifted slightly, crossing one leg over the other as he got comfortable on his cushion. "And would this person happen to be the mystery man you have yet to properly introduce me to?"

She couldn't help but blush at that. "It's not like that; I'm just going to the festival with a few close friends of mine." Her hands fidgeted with the cup nervously, she hadn't actually told anyone who she was going with. Not even Shun-chan.

His chuckle pulled her from her thoughts as he leaned back once more. "You know darling, you really shouldn't lie. You're absolutely terrible at it." He took another drink from his cup as he smiled at the uneasy chuckling she was doing. "But, I will let you get away with it this time. I only have to wait a few more days to find out for myself." He brought up a hand and tapped the side of his cheek as he thought on something though. "Dare I ask who will be doing your make up?"

She really had no answer for that statement, she never thought on it and to be honest she had no idea how to put in that hair accessory that Captain Unohana had given her. "I didn't really plan on putting any make up on and to be perfectly honest, I don't even own any." She laughed meekly at the unimpressed look he gave her.

He let out a sigh and rubbed his brow. "And yet I find myself not surprised. That settles it, the morning of the festival you're going to gather up whatever it is that you're wearing and whatever accessories you have…" He prayed to the gods she even had any, something told him he might have to loan out some of his. Somebody needed to let this girl know it was ok to indulge a bit. "And then come straight here. You darling are a blank canvas that I will turn into a masterpiece." He hushed her before she had a chance to argue with him. "No arguing, I swear I will come to your home and drag you out of your very bed at the crack of dawn if I must."

"Alright, alright." She raised her hands in submission with a smile. "You win; I will come over as soon as I get up." Although she had no idea why she would have to come over so early, it couldn't possibly take that long to do up your hair and makeup… could it?

From behind them a young girl came up with another pot of fresh sweet tea, her sudden appearance startled Chitsuki and oddly enough Dokuja seemed surprised as well.

"Suzaku darling, what are you doing awake?" He turned and faced her, drawing his robe tighter around him and shifting his legs to make sure nothing became exposed accidently considering the robe barely went to his thighs.

Chitsuki noted the softer tone in his voice when he spoke to the child and the way he immediately covered himself, it made her wonder what there connection was. The child looked to be about Yachiru's age; her skin was paler then both of theirs and seemed to match the very moon. Her hair was unbound and messy as if she had just woken, strands that were black as night fell in front of large crimson eyes that seemed to see without seeing. There was something about this child that seemed odd but she couldn't quite place it.

The child set down the tray and made a motion with her hand like a mouth opening and closing.

"I'm sorry little one." He let out an apologetic sigh and placed a hand on her head affectionately. "I always forget about those sensitive ears of yours." He turned to Chitsuki with a smile. "Since she is awake I might as well introduce you two. This is my niece, Suzaku, she tends to keep inside during the day so not many people get to meet her. I'm afraid that she is much more… Delicate to the world around her. Sunlight burns her skin and blinds her eyes. Even her ears are much more sensitive as you can see."

Chitsuki smiled at her warmly and gave a slight wave of her fingers. "Hello there Suzaku, I'm Chitsuki. I work with your Uncle."

The girl said nothing, merely staring blankly at the girl with such vibrant pink hair. There were not many visitors to the estate. She looked at her Uncle and made a few flowing motions with her hands.

"Of course not! She's my superior not my conquest!" He let out an aggravated sigh as he rubbed his brow; his niece was always so damn blunt about everything. "I swear child, you have no faith in me."

Chitsuki merely watched the exchange in silent confusion… She got the distinct impression that she missed something… Again.

Dokuja noticed the look on her face; he could have almost laughed at the poor girl. "You're wondering what all that was about aren't you?"

She couldn't help but blush slightly and she rubbed the back of her neck with a nervous chuckle. "Was it that obvious?"

Suzaku nodded her head in affirmation which caused the other two to laugh.

He patted the child on her head affectionately. "Don't mind Suzaku. Sadly we are not accustomed to visitors and the ones that do come by are typically not the social kind." Having said it out loud he came to the realization that the only time they have had visitors to the estate were the kind that were there to share his bed and be gone by the morning.

"Is she mute?" She asked innocently enough, she had made the realization that the hand signs the child made was her way of communicating. At least this explained how Dokuja was able to pick up on their own silent language so easily, he was already accustomed to speaking without words.

"If only it was that uncomplicated." He sighed a little as he filled two cups for himself and his guest, Suzaku had stolen his cup for herself but luckily he always had spares on hand when he entertained. "She can speak just fine, she just chooses not to."

"Whys that?"

"Only she could answer that, I have an idea but to be frank it's not a topic I feel up to talking about tonight." There were just some things in his past that he didn't feel up to remembering.

Chitsuki stayed quiet, she could fully understand the desire to keep things hidden. She could only assume it had something to do with the girl's parents. Nothing in his file said anything about having any siblings so she wasn't sure if the girl was the daughter to a brother or sister… maybe she was only adopted liked Yachiru was. "Then I won't ask." She conceded to him and took the cup he offered her and thought it best to change the subject. "So tell me Dokuja, Do you plan on advancing your rank?"

He arched a brow as he took a sip from his cup, admirable of her to try and change the subject to something less unsettling. "I haven't particularly thought on it to be honest, my advisors are pressing me to fill one of the vacant Captaincies like a good and proper Head to a Noble family should but I truly have no desire for it."

She cocked her head to the side as she mulled over those thoughts. "Why is it so important for the Head of a noble family to become a Captain?" She still had a lot to learn about how things worked here in the Soul Society and the whole issue concerning Nobles was still completely lost to her.

"It's all about image and prestige. Heads to families like ours are expected to strive for stature and excellence because we are above the lesser families but not at the standing of the great Noble houses, by becoming a Captain of the Gotei 13 my family would gain respect among the other houses and thus gain a stronger foot hold." He sighed a bit at the thought of it all; those wretched old advisors have been hounding him nonstop about gaining a higher seat in the 6th division and on top of that taking a wife because the family is without an heir and they will not accept Suzaku as an heir. "It's the politics of Nobles and a complete waste of time in my opinion. If I'm going to become stronger as a Soul Reaper I want to do it for myself, not because the Family says I must."

Suzaku reached out and patted her Uncle on the head; she loved him so despite all the hard times she gave him. She could hear when the advisors come to him with their demands and insults saying he was a mockery of a family head. She hated the way they spoke to him, he was the family head but those old men talked to him like he was a child. She would change that when she got older, she would make sure no one spoke to him like that again.

"Wow." Chitsuki wasn't even sure what to say, she had no idea that being in a position like his that demanded so much from him. "Well, I think you will do fine and I'll stand by whatever choice you make. It would be interesting to see you surpass me one day." She smiled at him warmly, she had no doubt he would make a fine captain if he chose to take that step for himself.

"Surpass you?" He couldn't help but be intrigued by that. "You have no desires to advance either?"

"Not necessarily, I plan on getting as strong as a can but I don't care to advance. I'm happy where I'm at and I definitely don't want to become a Captain for sure. No matter how strong I become I want to always serve under Master Kuchiki-Sama."

He couldn't help but smile, he liked this girl. It was reassuring to consider that he was partnered with somebody who did not only care about advancement, somebody that would not willingly stab a friend in the back just to move up in rank. He could not say he was all that accepting of her blind devotion to Byakuya but it was of no concern to him. "I'm glad that we both know where we stand on the matter, I just hope that we can get placed on a few real missions soon. Running about the Rukongai is better suited for unseated officers and no proper way to strengthen ourselves."

Chitsuki stifled a yawn; the warmth from the fresh tea the child brought was starting to make her drowsy. "So do I but I think for right now we should focus on sleep. We have one more day for patrolling than it's off till the festival."

He responded with a lazy yawn. "I suppose you are right." He laid back into a more comfortable position, fully intent on sleeping under the moon tonight. "Suzaku darling, could you please show her out and then off to bed with you."

The child reached out and grabbed one of Chitsuki's fingers, tugging on it softly to beckon the woman to follow. She was unsure of how to feel on her but Uncle seemed to like her, which was good enough for her… for now.

Chitsuki followed the girl as she gave a parting wave to Dokuja but the events of the day must have been catching up with him, slumber had almost claimed him already. As she followed the little one thru the halls of the estate she could not help but admire the décor once more, everything was so extravagantly lavish to an almost excessive level. Master Kuchiki-sama was one of the wealthiest people in the Seireitei but his possessions were modest and conservative. Dokuja was his opposite when it came to this, instead of the typical sliding doors that accompanied most interiors there was drapes of deep emerald embroidered with silver serpents. Most of the colors that adorned this home were shades of green or the deepest blacks and accented with silver here and there, his home was so dark but she liked it. It was a good reflection of him. There was one place she noticed that did not match the rest of his home, a single room in which she stopped in front of now. A cherry red curtain covered the door and had a pattern of gold vermillion birds embroidered into it. As she went to move on the child tugged on her finger again.

Suzaku reached up with her other hand and pulled a gold cord that was dangling off to the side, when she did the curtain drew open to reveal a large bedroom. The color scheme inside was the same as the curtain that once barred the door way, the exception being that the room was covered with stuffed pandas.

Chitsuki followed the child into the room, she couldn't help but smile at how cute the room was with all the bears scattered about. She watched as Suzaku picked up one of them that was obviously more worn down than the others, one could only assume that it was her favorite. "This is your bedroom isn't it?" She asked and was given a simple nod in response. Aside from the bears there wasn't much for decoration in here, the only thing that was on the walls was one portrait that hung in the center of the opposing wall. It was a painting of a man and woman standing together, The lady had an exotic beauty to her, copper skin and auburn hair with topaz eyes but the man in the picture… He was simply beautiful, if it was not for the open kimono that showed the man's chest he could have easily been mistaken for a woman… Much like Dokuja. Chitsuki looked down at the girl who was also staring at the painting, that man and the child were identical, right down to the ruby eyes. "Are those your parent's?" Again, a nod of affirmation. She looked back to the couple smiling down at them, she wondered what their connection to Dokuja was, which one of them were his sibling or was it a matter of adoption like it was for so many others here in the Soul Society… She felt another tug on her hand and she looked down to the girl once more, she was beckoning her to leave this time. She conceded with a smile and followed the girl once more, they left the room behind them as they made their way thru the estate and finally to the front door.

With a bow Chitsuki said her good byes to the child and turned to make her way to her apartment. She wondered to herself how Shun-chan and Ken-kun were doing, as much as she would like to pay them visits it was much too late in the evening for that besides, a little alone time wouldn't kill her.
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Kenpachi grumbled to himself, Yachiru had drug him from bed far too early this morning. The Obon festival was tomorrow and she had once again decided to wait till the last minute to buy a new outfit, which seemed like the case for many other women. The shopping district was busy this morning and almost all of the clients rushing about were women with arms full of packages except for those few that were fortunate enough to have men tagging along with them to hold their bags for them… pitiful. He had no desire to be out wandering around in this mess, the last Captain's meeting was still fresh on his mind… The things that had been said about Chitsuki's affair with Shunsui… He barely slept last night because he could not get those thoughts out of his mind, he was positive that what Kurostuchi said was true by the look on Shunsui's face alone. He could not shake this nauseating feeling in his gut or the anger that was building up inside of him. What the hell was he supposed to do? She said she wanted to be with him but instead she sleeps with Shunsui! What made him so much better?

"Hey Kenny! Look at this one!" Yachiru bounced up and down excitedly with a kimono she had picked out flaying about alongside of her.

He growled a bit as he was ripped from his thoughts by Yachiru's over excited ranting's. He focused on the kimono she held out for his approval, it was pink with a white sakura design on it…

"Do you think it will match the one Onee-chan will wear? She said she was going to be wearing something with Cherry blossoms on it right?"

He couldn't help but sigh, he still wasn't sure how to deal with that. They were all supposed to be going to the festival tomorrow… he still wanted to go with her and he knew Yachiru would be devastated if he suddenly said no but everything was just so damn confusing… "It's fine, are you done yet?" He didn't want to be out in a crowd like this, not now.

"Sounds like somebody has a date!"

They both turned to the peppy voice coming up from behind them, Kenpachi let out yet another inward growl as he saw the buxom lieutenant of Squad 10, he really wasn't in the mood to deal with her.

"Heya Mega Jiggles!" Yachiru waved happily. "I'm trying to find an outfit to match Onee-chan's!"

"Will you shut it Yachiru. She doesn't need to know everything we do." Damnit, he still wasn't sure on letting people know about him and Chitsuki but considering the things that came to light could he still even say that he had a future with her like he originally thought? Damnit… what the hell was he supposed to do?! All of this was so damn confusing…

"Oh?" Rangiku couldn't help but smile, there has been a lot of rumors going on about that girl. Most of them involved Captain Kyuoraku but there were a few going on about her and the Squad 11 Captain as well… Seems to be that the latter of the two rumors was the one that was true. "You shouldn't be so shy Captain Zaraki, it's good to hear that you finally found somebody for yourself."

His only response was a low growl, he didn't feel like being patronized. "It's none of your business." He turned away from her, pretending to eye some tacky trinkets a merchant was offering.

Rangiku pouted a bit. "There's no need to be mean Captain Zaraki, I was going to say you should get her a gift. The people in the World of the Living have this quaint little thing they do where the buy flowers for a girl they are taking out." She put a finger to her lips as she tried to remember what they called them. "They had a funny name for them… Corsages I think…"

"Well that seems silly." Yachiru pondered. "What would they need flowers for?"

Kenpachi could agree on that, he didn't see the point on giving her flowers… Hell, come to think of it he didn't even know if she liked flowers and if she did than he didn't even know what kinds she liked. For that matter he had no idea about any of the things she was fond of, she and Yachiru would go for sweets all the time but he couldn't even guess what her favorite was, out of all the time they did spend together almost none of it was spent actually getting to know her outside of her past that he already knew about to begin with and the details about her father… He hated to admit it but he did not doubt that if he went to Shunsui and asked all of those things than he would have every answer. It's no wonder she would choose a guy like him, Shunsui was the type to be caring like that. He would have taken the time to learn about her and the things she liked or didn't like… Damnit…

He turned his attention back to Yachiru, who was still bickering with Rangiku about the point of that flower thing. "Yachiru." He got her attention and tossed her a small pouch. "There's enough there to buy a new kimono, get what you want. I'm going for a walk."

"Don't you want me to come with Kenny?" She didn't like the look in his eye; he didn't seem to be in a very good mood today at all.

"No, I'll see you back at home." With that he turned and let the two girls exchanged their confused looks, he didn't know where he was going to go but he needed more time to think. All of this was happening too fast, He was still angry at the thought of Chitsuki sleeping with Shunsui but at the same time he could understand her choosing him. On top of that he really had no right to be upset when she had the free will to do as she pleased. The only person he really had to blame was himself; he should have been more involved with her. More assertive to really make her his and his alone…

"You seem lost my friend."

A voice wrenched him from his wanderings; he looked into an alleyway closest to him. There sat a man sitting crossed legged on a barrel with a pouch cradled in his lap, it was an odd sight. The man's voice was much softer than it should have been and if it wasn't for the fact that the monk's robe was designed to expose his right arm and chest than he's pretty sure he would have mistaken the man for a woman. "What do you want."

The man played with the prayer beads wrapped around his wrist, his face hung low so that the shawl draped over his head hid eyes. "I want nothing from you friend, I wish only to give."

Kenpachi did not trust this man, he did not like that he purposely hid his face. He couldn't even make out the color of the man's hair beneath that thing on his head. "I'm not in the mood for riddles monk."

The man smiled, he could tell the brute did not trust him. A very good instinct to have considering who exactly he was unwittingly speaking to. He breathed in slowly, the scent of the little one was all over this man but at least it was a subtle scent. One that told him that this beast of a man before him has not taken her to bed. "Very well then, I will say this plainly. You appear to be a man troubled and I may have the answers you seek."

He let out a growl; he really didn't like this man now. "How do you know what's going on in my life? Explain yourself before I decide to kill you were you sit." He was not a fan of people knowing about his personal affairs, especially strangers whom he's never met.

The man lifted his hands defensively. "I am but a humble monk my friend; I only speak what appears to be true. You have the look of a troubled soul and a man that wears that type of look is usually troubled by a woman."

He really wasn't sure what to think but he did need advice, he didn't know who to really ask. There was no one he could really talk to inside the Seireitei itself… Maybe speaking to a monk wouldn't be such a bad idea. "Yea…" He eased the tension building in his muscles, he needed to relax.

The man slid off the barrel he had been perched on, sliding the pouch to his hip as he did and motioned to accompany him. "Walk with me friend; tell me of your troubles."

Kenpachi followed the man, walking beside him seemed odd. The man was taller than he looked but he still hung his head down, fidgeting with those damn beads even as he walked. He didn't know what to say, talking about things was not his strong point and especially not to somebody he didn't even know.

"I take it this is not something you're accustomed to doing friend." He could sense the other man's unease, the fact that he was more of a fighter that a talker was evident. What would be the odds that the little one would seek refuge in this man's arms, granted it should not be surprising. Such a man could surely protect the little one from the horrors that were to come.

"You can say that…"

He could not help but smile. "From the way you are acting I can only assume you are troubled so by a woman whom you care for deeply… But I feel you are conflicted." His empathy skills may not be as great as other species but he could still sense those that were deeply troubled.

"Uh… yea…" Shit, how was he supposed to talk to somebody he didn't even know about something he wasn't even sure about…

"She has hurt you in some way?" He did not think the little one was capable of such a thing but she has been gone for some time now, it is possible that her demeanor has changed in such a way that she could possibly have become willing to hurt others… he doubted it though.

He couldn't help but grumble. "You can say that…" He hated saying it, he couldn't deny that he did feel as if he was hurting but being wounded without actually fighting… it felt wrong. "She… uh…"

"Betrayed your love…" The aura this man was putting off was so intense; it was like he could feel the pain as if it was his own… This ache in his heart seemed so familiar to himself… Did he have a love in his past that hurt him in such a way? No, there was no time to ponder his own past; he was here for a reason. "Do you truly believe that she would hurt you with intent?"

Kenpachi's steps faltered as he came to an abrupt stop. "No! I… I don't know…" He had no idea what to think, he really didn't believe that Chitsuki would want to hurt him but if that was the case then why would she sleep with Shunsui? It didn't make sense, hell he wouldn't even believe it if he didn't see the look on Shunsui's face for himself.

The man waved a hand as if to dismiss his worries. "If you believe she would not willingly hurt you then you need to see beyond what you know. In the words of Buddha: 'Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment'. Whatever it is that has happened then forget it and lay it to rest, forgive her for what she has done and move on. Be with her and cherish her, fight for her and protect her. That is all that should matter."

He let out a sigh, this guy made it sound so easy… then again he was a monk, letting things go was easy for them…

"Or… You could just suck it up and talk to her about it…" He smiled up to the man, he had a feeling religious proverbs were lost to him so maybe being blunt about it would be a better option.

Kenpachi gave him a bit of a wide eyed look; he wasn't expecting such a straight forward statement. He couldn't help but smile, he was starting to like this monk. "Yea. That sounds like a better option." He turned to leave. "Thanks…"

"Wait." The man reached up and touched the shoulder that was turning away from him. "Allow me to give you a gift so that you may give it to her." He reached into the pouch and pulled out a small potted plant, handing it to the man before him.

Kenpachi took the plant, it looked odd. The trunk of the plant was bulbous with absolutely no leaves but the flowers on it were vibrant, primarily white but the edges of the star shaped flowers were a vivid pink. "What is it?" He didn't know anything about plants but it would be a good gift for Chitsuki, she had a thing for plants…

"It is a rare plant, I have a feeling the woman you will see will be able to appreciate it." He knew full well of the little ones Apothecary abilities, being able to feel the aura of the man that has claimed the little one made him feel better. He had been relieved when she escaped and the thought of her finding solace in the arms of this man also made him feel better… Surely this man could protect her.

"Hey Kenny!"

He turned to see Yachiru bounding up to him, a package swinging from her hand as she did. She must have gotten that kimono after all. "What are you doing? I told you I would see you back at home."

"Aw but Kenny, I wanted to go back with you!" She tilted her head to the side as she eyeballed the weird plant he was holding. "Where did you get that from Kenny?"

"The monk…" He turned back to the man he was just walking beside but he was gone… He didn't hear or sense him leave at all…

She jumped up onto his shoulder and looked around. "I don't see a monk." She would have like to see him, she wondered if he was bald like baldy. That would have been funny!

Kenpachi shrugged it off as he looked back to the plant he held, he knew he had to go and talk to Chitsuki but he couldn't shake the unease he was feeling. He was not good at things like this… "We are going back now Yachiru…"

"Ok." She wondered what was going on, he still didn't seem like he was ok and she still didn't know why… Whatever it was she hoped he would get back to being his old self soon…
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Akon ticked away at his keyboard as he punched in test results and fed data for upcoming tests, his work never seemed to be done but at least it was not so strenuous with Maneru here. She was picking up on things quickly and fell into the laboratory life swiftly. He leaned back in his chair and eyed her across the way, leaning over Hiyosu as they debated theories on alternate realities, amusing but all around pointless. She clothed herself in the typical wear expected of a member of the Research and Development Department. The only difference being her white over coat had a hood on it that she used to hide her face, which he still considered to be such a shame.

Hiyosu let out a grumble. "You can support the idea of alternate realities to your childish hearts content but it does not change the fact that such things are good only to be used in fictional stories."

Maneru crossed her arms in front of her; this bulbous little man was frustrating. "And yet you gave no reason as to why they don't exist. If we have no evidence and if probability is against us of finding evidence, that doesn't mean alternate realities don't exist. For example, I have no real evidence that this world truly exist outside of our own self-awareness. We could be a fictional world created by the real author manipulating us and the 'author' would thus live in a reality separate from our own."

"Those sound more like a god manipulating its creations and if I would dare to even entertain such an un-scientific notion it would still be existing in this world not an alternate reality."

"You are such a close-minded…" A jolt hit her; it was like an alarm erupting in her head. "Akon!" She turned away from her argument and went to his desk with urgency.

He arched a brow as she came up to him, what got her so anxious all of the sudden. "What is it?"

"There is a demon in the Seireitei!"

He gave her a confused look, what in the world was she talking about. "We all know that Chitsuki is part demon…"

"No you fool." She interrupted him. "The Captain built me with a Demonic Sensor; he specifically programed it to not register Chitsuki as an outside source. The source I'm picking up on is a pure species!"

"What?!" Damn it! The Captain could have at least told him about that. "Hiyosu, move!" He took over the controls on the computer and punched in key commands; bringing up a map of the Seireitei. "We are right here." He pointed to a blinking red dot on the screen. "Can you sense what direction the pure blood is?"

She gave a nod. "Yes… Here."

He looked to where she pointed; it was in the north western section of the Seireitei, a shopping district. He was amazed her sensors could pick up on a reading from so far away. "Can you pinpoint it at all?"

She gave a defeated look. "No, this far away I can only give a generalized area. If I can get closer before the signal disappears than I might be able to at least determine its species."

"Go." He watched her disappear, she disappeared in a flash that could have almost resembled shunpo but due to her lack in having a proper soul she wouldn't be able to actually have that skill… The Captain did well to create this mod soul to simulate a Soul Reaper's abilities. "Hiyosu, locate the Captain he will need to be informed on this immediately."

"Sure thing, Akon." He wasn't quite sure what was going on but it seemed like Akon's new assistant had more to her than just an attitude.

Akon focused on the screen in front of him, elbows resting on the table and hands clasps in front of his mouth. He watched another dot appear on the screen, a tracking unit that he registered to her as she stood next to him, she moved quickly. This was quite unexpected, he had to make sure he questioned Maneru when she got back on what exactly she can and cannot do.
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Chitsuki sat back in her chair, stretching her arms above her head and reveling in the pops along her spine. The day just seemed to drag on today and the paper work was just as mind numbing. She couldn't wait to get out of here and go relax, tomorrow is the festival and she just couldn't wait. Granted, she wasn't very thrilled about the fact of waking up at the crack of dawn to meet up with Dokuja. She still had no idea what he needed so much time to get ready for. Ah, well. Looks like she would just have to deal with it.

She picked up her report and tapped all the papers together to get them in order, all she had left to do was turn it in to Renji-Sempai and then she was free.

A cool breeze floated in threw her open window and along with it a hell butterfly, it flitted softly in and hovered in front of her face.

"What are you doing here?" She held out her finger and let it land; she didn't have much experience with these little things seeing as she was rarely contacted by any other means other than face to face meetings. Its message played in her mind; it reminded her of when she spoke to Tengoku within her except the 'voice' of the Hell Butterfly was unisex and sounded more like an echo.

It was from Kenpachi… He wants to meet at Sōkyoku Hill… Alone… To Talk. Odd, he's never gotten a hold of her like this before. Usually it was Yachiru that would come to her and invite her over, maybe he didn't want Imouto to find out… She tucked her report into a file and headed out, nearly bumping into the 9th seat on her way out. "Oh, I'm sorry Mihane-Sempai."

The quiet girl blushed a bit. "That's quite alright Ms. Yume, you seem to be in a rush."

She chuckled a bit. "Yes, I'm sorry. I just got informed on a meeting I need to attend but I have to get these papers to Renji-Sempai first."

"Oh, I can give them to him if you like. I have to deliver a package to him anyways; he ordered a set of goggles that just came in today."

"That would be great!" She handed the folder over. "Thank you very much, if you ever need an errand run then let me know!" She turned and left, maybe a quick stop at her room to freshen up and then off the Sōkyoku Hill. Ken-kun said he would be there already and that he'd be waiting… She just wondered what in the world he wanted to talk about.
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Kenpachi sat at the edge of Sōkyoku Hill, one leg hanging off as he leaned back on one arm supporting his weight. He still had no idea how he would start this conversation, he knew better than to just come out and say 'Hey, so I heard you slept with Shunsui' but that's basically what this was about.

He let out a sigh, maybe this wasn't the best of ideas… A wind blew up behind him; he could smell rain on the air. A storm was coming; maybe it would be a good idea to postpone this meeting… Then he caught a whiff of that familiar scent lingered on the air and it told him that there was no turning back now.

Chitsuki landed behind him, she looked up to see him sitting there. Their eyes met and she could see the pain in them, what got him so upset? She padded over quietly and took up a seat beside him; she wasn't sure what she should say at all. There was an air of unease between them and she wondered what had gotten him so troubled.

He watched her as she sat beside him; the look on her face was one of confusion. He let out a sigh and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her into him. He closed his eye and breathed in her scent. Gods how he missed her, no matter how upset he was earlier he could not deny how much he still wanted her.

She let out a squeak as she fell into him, she breathed in his scent reveling in the mixture of sweat and blood. She still had no idea what this meeting was about but it was nice to be wrapped in his embrace again. She closed her eyes and just rested there, enjoying the moment.

His hands grazed along her scarf, he rubbed the fine material between his fingers. He couldn't help but wonder where she got it from, he could tell that there was no way she could afford it on her own. "Where did you get this scarf from?"

She sat up and arched a brow as she took the end of her scarf in one hand. "This? Shun-chan gave it to me a while ago, before I left on my training mission with Renji-Sempai." What an odd question to ask after so long.

Why was he not surprised, a guy like Shunsui would be the type to buy things like that. He reached into his Haori and touched the flower petals of the plant the monk gave him. It's nowhere near as fancy as that scarf… would she even want it. "I… uh… Got something for you."

"Oh?" She never expected him to be the type of man to get gifts, how surprising.

He pulled it out and held it out for her. "It's not as expensive but I hope you like it…"

She eyed the plant with astonishment. "It's an Impala Lily!" She sat on her knees and took the plant from him, admiring the flowers. "Where in the world did you get this?! It's not native to any region around here and even then it's a threatened species."

He rubbed the back of his neck; he really had no idea what she was talking about. At least she seemed to really like it, kinda odd seeing somebody make such a fuss over a plant tho. "I got it off of a monk in the shopping district earlier today."

"Thank you Kenpachi, it's perfect." She touched the petals gently, it was such a lovely species and parts of it could be used to make a poison. Not a strong one mind you but still. "Is this what you wanted me to meet you for?" She doubted it but she could at least give him the benefit of the doubt.

He let out a frustrated growl. "Not exactly…" He repositioned himself, he suddenly felt very uneasy. "I… Needed to talk to you about…" He took a deep breath; he had to steady his nerves. Going into a battle to fight to the death was easy for him, talking about something like this… He'd rather go fight. How the hell was he even supposed to word this?

Chitsuki sat the plant down beside her and cupped the side of his face tenderly; she had never seen him this uneasy or upset before. "Tell me…"

He tried to meet her eyes but he found it hard, he took a deep breath and remembered what the monk told him… He had to just say it. "I know… I know about you and Shunsui…"

She could feel her heart stop… She had no idea what to even say. She could feel her lips trying to move, trying to say something, anything! She wished she could pretend that he was talking about anything else but she knew… She knew he had found out about her extra 'lessons' from Shun-chan.

He let out a sigh and took her hand off his face and held it in his own. Her skin was even paler than before and her hands were clammy. If he wasn't sure about the accusations before than he was now, gods he didn't know how to deal with this or even what to say. "I don't want to know the details…" He let her hand go. "I can understand why you would choose him…"

"No, no, no!" She sat up on her knees in front of him. "It wasn't like that at all!" Gods! What should she do, what in the nine hells could she even say to make any of this better? Could she at all?

He could see tears welling up in her eyes, what the hell was he supposed to make out of that? "Then what the hell was it supposed to be like?" A rolling thunder sounded as he growled out those words. He couldn't help but be mad, he was trying so hard to control himself but what the hell did she expect out of him? She said all those things about wanting to be with him but instead she lays with Shunsui.

She couldn't even answer that, she sat back down on her rear trying to contain her tears. "I don't know what to tell you that won't make it worse…" She rubbed her eyes to try and fight back her urge to cry. "I know if I tell you why then it won't help anything…" Thinking it all over now she knew full well she should have never done all the things she did but she could not say she regretted it.

"Just tell me." He had a feeling that he didn't want to know but he had to know, why would she do this? He couldn't believe that she would toy with his heart just to rip it out but that's exactly what it felt like, gods how he hated this feeling. He had no idea how he should feel, part of him wanted to walk away and the other part wanted to take her into his arms like he would do late at night. "Chitsuki…" He cupped her face and used a thumb to brush away a tear that threatened to fall. "If you can trust in me enough to tell me about your past than just trust in me enough to explain this to me." It was easy enough to say at least.

She closed her eyes and relished in the warmth of his touch, she felt her heart trembling beneath his fingers. "I… I asked Shun-chan to…" She took a deep breath; she had to calm her nerves and just say it… "I asked him to teach me how to be intimate…" She could feel her cheeks burning now, she was embarrassed saying it. "So I… So I could… Do well… When I… When we…" She slid her fingers together nervously fidgeting, trying to say that she wanted to take that step with him was so terrifying and admitting that she was inept and needed to be taught how to be close with a man was utterly humiliating.

Kenpachi blinked, his eye widened. He was attempting to wrap his head around that, what the hell was he supposed to say about it? She needed to be taught how to be intimate? He knew damn well she knew about sex because of what her Master had done to her… The thoughts of her being bound and tortured flooded back to him… Gods… He sighed internally; he understood now why she needed to be taught. All she knew was how to be raped… "Then why didn't you come to me?" He couldn't help but ask, he could understand the first part now but the question still remained on why she would go to Shunsui.

She blushed again; she didn't have any answer for that. "I don't know… It wasn't like it was something that was planned out." She continued to twiddle her fingers and pick at her nails to avoid making eye contact. "and we never went all the way…" She doubted that would have made things any better but she had no idea what she was supposed to be saying.

He rubbed his brow, what they hell was he supposed to do? Gods he didn't want details but he had to ask. "What do you mean by 'all the way'?" He knew full well what it typically meant but with the accusations Mayuri made… He had to be sure.

"He never…" How was she going to put this, she hated talking about it. She didn't want to actually say it and she was sure he really didn't want to actually hear it. "He never essentially… you know…" She slid her fingers together again trying to avoid saying that she was never penetrated by him… Gods she felt weird just thinking it.

Part of him felt relieved in a sense, knowing that Shunsui had never actually taken her. Granted, the thought of the heavy foreplay that still evidently took place didn't make everything better either. "Is it over between you two?"

She took a deep breath. "Yes." It had been over since the last time they were together, neither of them had actually spoke those words but they both knew that what they shared at that moment was the last time. The feelings they had were not ones that could be acted upon, they could not have a happily ever after, they could not be together as a man and woman because that sacred piece of her heart was not for him to have. It belonged to the man sitting in front of her; it had always been Kenpachi's. Her gaze met his; she sensed his sadness, his anger, his confusion. Feelings a man as strong as he should never feel but because of her his heart had been wounded and those wounds could not be healed by any medicine she could create.

She tucked her knees beneath her and bowed down before him, her forehead touching the soil as her hair fell around her. "I know it's too much to ask you to forgive me… but I'm sorry." It was all she could offer to him now, she knew if she lost him than she would be the only one to blame.

He sighed out loud and grabbed her shoulders; lifting her up and onto her knees. Disregarding the look of shock on her face as he did so. "I don't want to see you ever bow before me again." No matter what she's done he never wanted to see her like this, she's spent enough of her life on her knees for a tyrant. There was no way he will stand to see her like this in front of him.

"Why aren't you mad at me…" She couldn't understand, why would he still look at her like that? With that look of caring in his eye… "Why aren't you yelling, why aren't you telling me to go away…"

"Just shut up." He interrupted her. "Yea I'm not happy about it. Am I ready to forgive you? No. That doesn't mean I'm ever going to tell you to go away." He pulled her into him, smiling as she let out that little squeak she does. He grabbed her chin and lifted her face up to his. "Why would I tell the only person that actually wants to be around me to go away?"

She felt her heart quicken as his warmth surrounded her body, her cheeks were burning as he looked at her with that smile of his. It was one that he only seemed to give her and she could never deny it, she felt like she wanted to cry but at least this time it wasn't because she was sad. "Ken…" She was so sorry, sorry for ever hurting him. She brought up her arms and wrapped them around his neck, never again. Never would she hurt him like this again.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her into him, inhaling her scent as he buried his face in her hair. Gods how he wanted her, to take her now beneath this gloomy sky. He kissed her neck, his tongue lingering on her skin to savor her taste. He could feel his desire growing as he held her close, those supple breasts of hers pressing against his chest while her breath quickened in his ear. He was so tired of holding back his craving for her.

She bit down on her lip as his own continuously planted themselves on her neck and collar bone, exciting her own yearning for him. She could feel his manhood growing beneath her, pressing against her as she wrapped her legs around him. She took his head in her hands and lifted his face to hers, his breath was heavy. Please, please ,please… let this be the moment they join. Her lips brushed his ever so slightly, the sensation was a tingling that lingered there. Finally…

Lightening danced across the sky as a resounding thunder shook them both, the storm that had been slowing rolling in finally hit. The sudden eruption startled them both; Chitsuki looked skyward just as the heaven's let loose the tempest it had been holding back. She could hear the rain falling before it hit them and when it did it was on a moment before they became soaked. Oh no! "The lily!" She dove over to it trying to shield it from the rain. "I have to get this out of the rain or else it'll die!" She couldn't let his gift get ruined; this plant got root rot very easily if it's over watered.

Kenpachi let out an aggravated growl as he fell back against the ground, he didn't care that he was getting drenched. Either the gods hated him or he had completely rotten luck when it came to anything concerning Chitsuki… maybe it was both.

"I have to get this back home before it gets too much water." She cradled the plant in her arms tenderly as she draped her scarf over it in an attempt to keep the rain off it.

"Yea…" He raised a hand and waved her off as he still laid there in utter defeat; he was definitely not a fan of getting worked up like this… yet again. Damn it all to every last one of the 9 hells… can't the Gods grant him one damn kiss!

She let out a little whimper; she could tell how frustrated he was. Something always seemed to come up to keep them apart; she could understand how he felt in a sense. She wasn't exactly fond of leaving things so… unsatisfied. "I'm sorry Kenpachi."

He sat up just enough to look at her, she was completely soaked now, desperately trying to keep that plant from getting rained on. "It's fine, go home…" He laid back down, perfectly content to let the cold rain wash away the feelings he had built up. "I'll see you at the festival tomorrow."

She smiled at him. "Yes, I'll see you tomorrow." With that she used her shunpo and disappeared as a flash of lightening lit up the sky, soon… they will be able to be together.
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"You worthless twit!" Mayuri raged, Akon had come to him with a report that the mod soul detected an unknown demonic presence within the Seireitei and it came back completely empty handed. "How could you simply 'lose track' of it! Your insignificant waste of intelligence!"

Akon and Maneru stood side by side in the Captain main laboratory as he berated her for not being able to catch the demon intruder, Maneru bit her tongue as the Captain called her every insulting thing he possibly could. The only reason she did is because she knew full well he had no qualms with destroying her and her gigai whenever he saw fit and more so if he felt she was useless.

"If you had informed me of her Demonic signature sensing capabilities than I would have had Maneru actually scanning the Seireitei instead of doing random jobs in the lab." Akon spoke out; he was one of the few in this Squad who would dare to argue with their Captain.

Mayuri gritted his teeth, insolent fool. "Perhaps I should not have given you the credit that you would be intelligent enough to examine the mod soul before putting it into the lame copy of that Squad 6 harlot!"

"I am not a copy of her!" Maneru finally spoke up. "I did my duties to the best of my capabilities which just so happens to be the capabilities that YOU programed so if you think I'm a failure than maybe you should have done a better job!" She was furious right now, she hated being blamed for this, she got to the shopping district as fast as she could but the demon was already gone by the time she got there with absolutely no trace to follow.

"How dare you!" Mayuri drew back his hand. "I ought to shred you limb from limb you impudent little whore!" He will not tolerate any creation of his to insult his genius in such a matter as to imply her defects were in any way his responsibility!

"Maneru!" Akon yelled. "Wait outside! Now!" He stepped in between the two, allowing her to escape for lack of a better word. He had no desire to see the Captain destroy his masterpiece. "Look Captain." He pulled a folder from his coat. "While she did not catch the Demon itself she was able to determine the species which I think you will find interesting."

The Captain grumbled as he snatched the folder from him and opened it, his eyes scanned the paper… What's this?... "How very interesting…" He turned away, his fury forgotten for the time being as he read the notes more thoroughly. "Leave, go try to make that failed experiment more useful."

Akon gave a slight nod and turned away, he had no desire to stay any longer than he had to. Outside the door Maneru was waiting for him, he grabbed her arm and drug her along thru the halls. "That was a very stupid thing you did." He threw open the door to his lab and slammed it behind them. "Never speak out against the Captain like that again!"

"How dare you scold me!" She yelled back at him. "He was speaking to me like I was nothing but trash! I did not deserve any of that!"

He grabbed her by the shoulders and pinned her against the very door they just came in from. "Whether you deserved it or not does not matter! What matters is that he will rip you from this body and shatter you without so much as a second thought and destroy this body out of spite just because he can!" He let go of her arms and took a step back. "If you want to live than I suggest you learn how to keep that pretty mouth of yours shut when the Captain is around."

She furrowed her brow as she pulled back her hood, she could tell that Akon was very upset but she wasn't entirely sure if he was mad at her or the Captain. Could this man really care that much about her to be worried about what the Captain might do?... No, highly unlikely. He's more infatuated with the gigai than he was for the little green pill that she truly was. She was quickly finding out that men like him were only interested in one thing. "Perhaps you should spend less time worrying about what my 'pretty lips' are doing and more on how to make your Master happy like the good dog you are!" She turned away from him and went to the window to watch the storm beat against the window.

He grumbled as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, damn her obstinacy. The Captain was the one to blame for it as well, he should have thought about the consequences of giving her such a stubborn personality as a base but still… He looked at her reflection in the window, that scowl on her face was amusing. For all her mulishness he still desired her, even now when the lightening faded and he could clearly see those wonderful eyes. "Maneru…" He calmed his tone and walked up behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders.

She rolled her eyes at him and shrugged off his hands, she wasn't in the mood for his nice guy crap. She's seen it before when he used his charm to get things handled in the way he wanted. "Let's not pretend like you care, I'm not in the mood for it." She was still fuming over that sadistic sexist crackpot of a Captain berating her during his little temper tantrum.

"Damnit Maneru." He spun her around to look at him. "I do care, If I didn't than I wouldn't have wasted my time doing everything that I have been for you."

"The only thing you've done is ensure a play thing for yourself." She hated it when people assumed she was stupid, for all the Captain's bitching of her incompetence it was he who programed her with an IQ of 160. She was not a fool to be played!

"If all I wanted was a play thing I wouldn't have bothered putting you in this body and 'played' with the gigai without the headache that you create."

She couldn't help but smile. "You would be depraved enough to do something like that."

"In a heartbeat." He gave her a lazy smile. "You are a serious pain in my ass but what is a Scientist without an assistant to terrorize him?"

"Gee, you know just what to say to win a girl over." He really was a pain in the ass but she did like him, he was brilliant in his own right and much easier to work with… When that bastard of a Captain wasn't riding his ass for utter nonsense.

"Now." He took her chin in his hand, stroking her lips with his thumb. "How bout we go dissect something to cheer you up?"

"Oooooh!" She clasped her hands together. "I heard that a research team was able to capture a few Arrancars! We should go and see if there are any worthwhile specimens!" She couldn't deny that she loved a good slice and dice.

He really did enjoy her enthusiasm. "Alright then, you've earned a little play time."

She gave him one last wicked smile as she pulled her hood back on. "If you keep being so sweet than you might just earn some 'play' time of your own."

Heh, now there's some over time he wouldn't mind putting in tonight.
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A sad song echoed throughout the citadel, the monk had returned home and sat in his customary spot as he sung. Part of him had wished he could stay in the Soul Society longer, to see what kind of place the little one lived in. For some reason it gave him a sense of… satisfaction, knowing that she was in a place far better than this fortress of slaves. Ever since she left he found himself thinking of her more and more… it filled him with an odd sense of happiness but still he knew not why.

He played with his prayer beads as he mulled all these thoughts over, that large man that had the little one's scent on him was in his thoughts as well. Who was that man? The way the citizens looked at him made it appear he was of importance… and a man that was feared. Yet that saddened, confused look and aura he had was not one that seemed to be of a tyrant… Perhaps he was one of those 'Captains' that he herd some of the citizens talking about… A man of great strength and importance to the Soul Society.

"What are you doing here Utatori?"

He turned around to see the Master walking up behind him, luckily he was clothed in a pair of trousers this time but the blood he was wiping from his knuckles told him that he was coming from seeing one of his other slaves. "My apologies Master, I was only collecting my thoughts." He figured that's what the Master had been doing as well; he rarely called him by his name anymore.

"You went missing this morning, care to explain where you went." He was not pleased that his so called 'personal guard' would take it upon himself to leave the citadel without telling him. "And what are the ridiculous clothes you're wearing?" He yanked the shawl off of his head and threw it to the ground.

He kept his golden eyes down, he knew full well the Master was upset with him for leaving without permission and there undoubtedly would be a punishment in order. "My apologies, I used a Dangai passage to sneak into the Soul Society to get a feel for things before tomorrow's festival. As for these clothes, I felt it would be appropriate to go in a disguise that would not draw too much attention." It was true enough, the events that will take place tomorrow did need to be thought out, the Master did not expect him to be able to just slip in and steal the girl away again which is why he had never been ordered to use the Demonic Dangai passage before this and the passage was one that could only be traversed by 1st class demons like himself and he was the only demon of such ranking in the Master's collection.

"Is that so…" He gripped the feathered ebony hair tightly, yanking the head back the meet his eyes. He did not like his little song bird to be taking such liberties on his own; it meant he was developing a form of free will. He had noticed the subtle changes in his persona ever since the little one escaped; this was no good at all. He did not like his slaves doing anything of their own free will. "And tell me what did you 'feel' on the situation?" He spoke with a bit of venom in his voice; he had plans of making this willful little bird of his suffer tonight. Until then he could use his talents to help sate his lusts for the time being, the beating he gave to the little one's replacement did not satisfy him nearly as much as he hoped.

"There is a tension in the air there…" He was cut off by a hard slap against his jaw, he knew he would be getting punished but he at least figured it would be after his report.

"Considering I'm not in the best of moods right now Utatori, I suggest you learn to speak and use your hands at the same time." He gave the hair another yank to get his point across; he really was in a particularly foul mood tonight.

"My apologies Master…" He reached up and undid the clasp of his pants, working his member out with skilled hands. He did not want to warrant another slap even though he knew full well that he would receive more later regardless but that would be for later. For now he just wanted to deal with this feeling of dread welling up in his gut, why is it that the more often the Master take's him to bed or has him perform acts upon him that he gets filled with this sickening feeling of doing wrong of betraying someone vastly more important than the Master… and yet when he tries to figure out who this person is, all he can think about is him. "As I was saying, the people of the Seireitei are tense but it only seems to be in the social ranking of the Soul Reapers. All the auras that I felt of them were ones of unease and fear, as if they know we plan to slip into the Soul Society thru the Festival Senkaimon… I think they somehow know that we are coming for the child." He could not explain why but it was true, every Shinigami that he passed had an aura as if they were on edge.

A low growl escaped the Master's throat as he enjoyed the soft touch stroking his member. "You worry about those 'auras' too much, of course they are on edge for such a large event but there is no way that they will be expecting us to show. Do you really think that scared little girl would tell all of the Seireitei what she really is? Even there she would be shunned."

"The shinigami should not be underestimated Master…" He let out a little cry as his head was ripped back by the firm grip that held his hair.

"I have no intention of doing so!" He did not need to be lectured by a slave. "My plans will proceed as I have said; there will be nothing to stop me from re-obtaining the child!" He slid his free hand to the slender throat and clenched it tightly. "Now I suggest you find something to occupy your mouth with before I decide to choke the life out of you for insulting me."

He had no time to respond as the Master thrust his phallus into the open mouth that had been attempting to cry out from the pain of having his hair wrenched in such a manner. He knew better than to resist, he had no desire to be hurt more than what was necessary tonight. Instead he worked the member with his tongue and attempted to disregard the saltiness that told him the Master had not bathed since his last ravenous act.

The Master kept a tight grip on the hair, forcing the head to move quicker than it wanted to. He let out another growl as he soaked in the pleasurable warmth that surrounded his manhood, oh how he planned to make his song bird cry out tonight. Daring to insult him in such a way by saying that he would be so stupid as to underestimate an unknown opponent, he did not care for these pitiful 'Death Gods' that sheltered his prize. He would have that girl in his chambers again, chained to his bed post for the rest of her life and subjugated to every act of depravity that he could imagine. A lifetime of punishment for running away that he planned to thoroughly enjoy tormenting her with.

Tomorrow that little bitch will be brought back to where she belongs.

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Unmei wo Seisu Ch 7, Part 3 *Mild Lemon*
There is a little citrusy part at the very end that is borderline non-con male X male but nothing too terribly explicit happens.

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Z-Angaros Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
That is so cute! I love it XD
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