Healing | By : kanzen Category: Bleach > General Views: 12546 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I’ve been looking for more Unohana fics but they seem to be few and far between, so I decided to make one. There will be some odd pairings and some expectant pairings but Unohana should be in most if not all of them. Also there’s non yaoi Ikkaku action.
The fic basically starts out during manga chapter 395, instead of Ichigo jumping in someone else does. Also I’m trying to keep things English…blasphemy I know.
The pairings this time are: Unohana/Hatachi, Unohana/a random character
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach or any of its characters; I’m not receiving any kind of payment for making this fic.
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Aizen stood looking down on the Captain Commander while drawing his sword, “To you I will not say ‘I will not kill you.’”
A word echoed from behind Aizen attracting his attention, “Bankai!”
As he turned to see the release behind him he felt a hand clamp onto his ankle, “You’re too naive; way of destruction 96: Single Strike Cremation.”
A pillar of fire engulfed them reaching into the sky in a blade shape. Aizen moved to the outside as quickly as he could, as he emerged from the flames he saw a blade swinging toward him. He held his zanpakto to his right blocking the blade but knocking him to the side with a slight spin away from the attacker. He knew, vaguely, from the reitsu who attacked him. Before he could visually confirm it a blade made contact with his left arm at the bicep and began cutting through. Aizen immediately moved his sword to his side keeping the blade from penetrating further. He used the moment to pull himself free, create distance, and identify his attacker, “What a surprise. So the rumors were true. ”
“Ryumon Hozikimaru.”
“You’re not stalling are you?” he smirked looking at the glowing red dragon on the largest blade.
Ikkaku shot toward Aizen with his large blades in hand. As he got within range he swung his spade shaped weapon in his right hand. Aizen moved in and blocked the attack past the blade, separating it into two parts, sending the edge flying off to the side. Ikkaku was still spinning about to attack with his left. Aizen tried to stab Ikkaku but the large blade was hovering behind him in a position to prevent any sort of attack to his back. Aizen held his zanpakto up blocking Ikkaku’s left hand blade and slicing it in half in the same movement.
The other captains looked on as they were being healed. Unohana was kneeling beside Kyoraku with her zanpakto drawn but keeping an eye on the fight that was taking place. Even the captains were afraid of Unohana, as she stood healing them they were more frightened. Her movements and gestures were as gentle as feathers at the same time there was an eerie aura about her. Kyoraku would normally have said something charming but he knew that she was focusing on the Aizen battle. She knew that she knew that she would be the next target once the other fighters were disabled.
Aizen laughed, “That is by far the most useless bankai I’ve ever seen.”
He appeared behind Ikkaku with his sword over head swinging down on the bald shinigami. Ikkaku leaned forward so the blade behind him took the hit. When contact was made the blade cracked down the middle. The two parts fell to his sides as Ikkaku moved out from in between them. As he got out of range the glow that was emanating from the dragon on the blade slowly faded away. Aizen was about to swing at Ikkaku again but he noticed a beam shooting toward his head. He leaned back allowing it to pass him and laughed, “Yamamoto, I’m disappointed.” He turned to his back right and held his sword out sticking it through Ikkaku’s stomach “I’m disappointed in both of you.” He looked to Ikkaku, “attacking a captain unarmed.”
Ikkaku grunted, “You’re not a captain.”
Aizen smiled, “Of course not. In any case what was your plan?”
Ikkaku put his right hand on Aizen’s shoulder, “Way of destruction 148: Spiritual Extinction.”
“Impossi--”
Before he could finish he disintegrated, the sword in Ikkaku’s stomach shattered. The downed captains awed at the feat they’d just witnessed, no one had ever been recorded to have survived a spell that powerful.
“Shoot to kill.” Echoed through the air.
A sword blade extended through Ikkaku’s side. “Who’d ‘a thought someone’d learn somethin’ like that…’fore Aizen.”
As he finished he felt a gentle hand on his back, as he turned he heard a sweet voice echo, “Spiritual Extinction.”
He had enough time to see the identity of his killer. When he disintegrated everyone’s attention was drawn to the person responsible: Unohana.
The sword impaling Ikkaku shattered. Without anything to hold him up, Ikkaku fell to the ground below. Unohana drew her zanpakto and spoke gently to it, “Minazuki.”
The sword turned into a lime green vapor and formed a large one eyed manta ray. The marshmallowy creature floated around sucking up the downed shinigami. When they were all collected, Unohana appeared on top of the creature and they floated away.
The members of the fourth division were all lined up as Minazuki landed. It spit the shinigami out on the ground and disappeared back into Unohana’s zanpakto. She slipped it back into its saya and watched as her subordinates began getting the shinigami inside of the aid station. Unohana walked to one of her subordinates and put her hand on his shoulder making him freeze and immediately bow, “Please take Captain Soifon, Vice Captain Matsumoto, and Ikkaku to my residence for advanced healing.”
“Yes Captain, Vice Captain Isane is also there awaiting your healing.”
Unohana nodded gently and started slowly to her residence. She knew that while most of the injuries were serious there were a select few that would actually require her healing techniques. If she could get the injured healers back up to par they would be able to assist her in getting the 13 protection squads back to their full potential. While she always appeared to move slowly, Unohana actually used her flash stepping techniques excellently, as expected as a senior Captain. She waited until she knew that no one was watching and appeared in her room. There was a huge man with pink hair sitting on her bed, “You certainly haven’t lost your touch Captain Unohana. You’re as fast, no faster, than I remember.”
She smiled gently, “You’re too kind Hatachi.” She walked to him and looked at his missing hand, “This shouldn’t be too much of a problem.”
She looked to the door and a gold barrier flashed as it sealed off the room. Hatachi watched in awe as Unohana untied her braided hair and pushed it behind her; because of the time it spent braided it had a natural wave to it. She saw him staring at her hair and smiled as she let her haiori and komono fall behind her. In a split second Hatachi was staring at the most perfect pair of tits in all of soul society. Sure Matsumoto had the biggest but Unohana’s were perfectly round, they were big enough to attract attention under all of her clothing but small enough not to sag. Her nipples were light pink and already erect. As she walked toward him her hakama fell to the floor. His eyes trailed down her body past her perfectly rounded hips to her neatly trimmed vertical patch of pubic hair. She was watching his pants as he gazed at her body, the further down her he looked the bigger his bulge got.
When she got to him she unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect member. She had to admit, it was big. Though it was close to 10 inches long and obviously full of blood it wasn’t rock hard. As she squeezed it she felt it give a little. She smiled and lowered her head to it. She licked the tip and gently played with his balls. He gasped as she started lightly jacking him off. She licked from his balls to the head. When she got to the head she pressed her lips to the tip and slowly took it into her mouth. He was in heaven; he lay back feeling her sucking firmly on his cock. She didn’t stop her sucking even when his head touched the back of her throat; she smoothly allowed it down and started sucking harder. He grabbed her head with one hand and grunted as he shot his load down her throat. She remained relaxed and allowed it to pour freely directly into her stomach. She felt his hand on her head holding her in place as he emptied himself into her. After a few seconds his other hand joined in holding her in place. She felt his second hand on her head and pulled his penis most of the way out of her mouth. As she made room she squeezed it firmly holding the rest of his semen in. She pulled her mouth completely off of his penis and smiled, “Now that you have your arm back let’s heal your reiatsu.”
Before he could react she’d positioned the tip of his penis at her ass and pushed it in. He couldn’t believe how tight her ass was, he shouldn’t have been surprised given her small frame. She held his shaft in place as she inched it into her hips. She leaned back on the bed holding his cock half way in her ass and grabbed it with her other hand. She used one hand to keep his shaft pinched off and the other to jack the lower portion off; all the while she was pushing the flaccid member in and out of her ass. Hatachi leaned back on the bead and moaned, “Oh god Retsu, I’m coming.”
She smiled with her sinister smile and sped up her menstruations. She could feel his member twitching as his tubes in his penis filled with cum but she was keeping it from coming out. After a few seconds the twitching stopped. She sat on his chest and shoved his dick into her ass to the hilt. After a few thrusts she heard him moan and felt his warmness filling her hips. She closed her eyes and basked in the feeling of having a cock filling her with cum. After a few seconds, the stream stopped. Her breath slowed to normal as she pumped on his cock a few times squeezing the last few drops out of him. She looked down at him and smiled gently, “How was it?” He stuttered incomprehensibly, “Sounds like I did well. You appear to be healed.”
She climbed off of him and walked to her closet, “Would you see to Captain Commander? I believe your healing abilities would best suit healing him and reversing the effects on his zanpakto.”
Hatachi was still stuttering but he nodded and zipped his pants back up. Unohana took a white robe from her closet and slipped it on. She tied it in place but her bust was still somewhat exposed. She walked to the door as the barrier around the room disappeared.
She walked elegantly out into the hallway and started to the other guest rooms. As she turned the corner she saw one of her subordinates walk into the linen closet with an arm full of dirty linen. There were a handful of shinigami assigned to work at her residence. Many people thought that the people assigned were afraid to ask to be reassigned; everyone was afraid of Unohana, after her display today they knew that their fear was well deserved. She’d walked to the door of the closet and watched as the shinigami in front of her filed away the dirty linen.
While the subordinate was counting the sheets she’d need she heard the door close. She turned but there was no one behind her, she felt a pair of arms grab her but her scream was muffled. The shinigami tensed for a second before realizing that the perpetrator was being gentle. She opened her eyes and saw her captain leaning around her kissing her. As Unohana slipped her tongue into her subordinate’s mouth she slid two fingers into her pussy and grabbed her breast with her other hand. The assault was working too well; Unohana could feel the girl’s pussy practically running with fluids as she fingered her with experience. Unohana turned her fingers and pulled up hard feeling the young girl’s tiny pussy muscles tighten as she gushed into her captain’s hand. Unohana released her from the kiss and leaned her gently back on her. The shinigami was blushing profusely as she caught her breath and looked up to her captain, “G-good evening C-c-captain Unohana.”
Unohana smiled gently, “I’ve been gone for too long, you weren’t expecting that at all.”
“B-but you h-haven’t lost y-your touch—at all.”
Unohana pulled her wet hand from the side of the girl’s hakama and licked it clean, “You certainly taste good today. Shall I go further?”
The girl sighed, “I h-have to f-finish getting things p-prepared.”
Retsu helped her to her feet and steadied her, “Very well.”
The captain walked out of the closet leaving her subordinate with the biggest smile and shakiest legs. Unohana walked to the first guest room and looked at the name on the paper by the door. She read it aloud as she skimmed over the chart, “Ikkaku.”
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How was it? This is my first Bleach fic but not my first fic. There are quite a few more parts assuming I don’t get swamped with school work. I will finish the story eventually; it may not be very fast. In the mean time leave feedback, that usually gets me motivated to write more.
As for the fight, I kind of think that Unohana has the ability to kill Aizen, hence why he hasn’t tried to kill her in SS or in the current battle arc. On both occasions it would greatly benefit him strategically, why else would he want to get stronger if he was already the strongest?
I always kind of thought that Unohana would be bi, and I imagined that her residence would be like a brothel more or less where she raped/pleased her subordinates that worked there. And we all know what advanced healing would entail.
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