Enticing Experiments | By : AllLowerCase Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 4455 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. OC is of my own imagination, any likeness to other characters on this site in unintended. |
My first ever fic, please go easy on me!
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Amaya sauntered into the soul society, long black hair billowing behind her, ice blue eyes with a fierce look about them. She had been assigned here by Urahara. The two had been friends for years in the world of the living, they had met chasing after the same spirit and had been working together since. Amaya was a woman of science. She loved conducting experiments (usually involving a casualty or two, though mostly the casualty was Ichigo) and had helped Urahara forward with a few of his projects.
She had been complaining about her lack of quality equipment when Urahara had suggested a trip to the soul society to visit his old division. He assured her the current captain wouldn't have an issue with this, though the looks on the faces of everyone around him would tell her otherwise. Nonetheless she prepared for her trip and now here she was!
When the two had arrived at Division 12 buildings, Amaya couldn't help but get a little excited. She would be able to find out so much she had wanted to know for some time now. Plus a few more curiosities that had plagued her mind since arranging this trip. She had developed quite the interest in finding out the chemical differences in humans and soul reapers. She was going to enjoy this.
Urahara had walked ahead of her as she was taking in the surroundings. She was jerked from her day dream like state by a pained shout from one of the labs. She breezed her way in and was taken aback by the sight in front of her. She saw a captain with a shock of blue hair and a very interesting head piece on. Some monochrome makeup and the most incredible golden eyes she had ever seen. Both men stopped arguing and looked over as she leaned on the door.
"Well if you boys could stop bumping your gums for a little while, could one of you show me where I can set up my lab? I have some rather intreguing things to be getting on with, as much as I'm enjoying your little macho show..."
Amaya could see Captain Kurotsuchi's anger bubbling. "He's going to be rather sassy", she thought to herself, looking forward to the challenge she was sure he was going to be.
"Fine. Get in my way however and you may find you end up as my latest test subject", sneered Mayuri, giving Urahara one last glare before rushing past Amaya. As long as she kept out his way and didn't cause him any trouble, he would not harm her. Intentionally.
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Amaya spun round in her chair in her newly appointed lab. Even though there had been larger labs laying empty in passing as they hurried along corridors, the captain had given her a smaller lab, insisting he needed the other ones for himself and that she should be honoured he was letting her use one at all. "I suppose he's right", she sighed. It was an amazing oppertunity and she was not about to waste it by complaining as she just got in the door. She arranged all her samples that she had brought with her on the shelves and got her own lab just how she wanted it. With hands on her hips she admired her handywork.
She decided to begin her first experiment on one of her newer ideas. She wanted to see how and indeed if pheromones worked on those in this world. From the stories she had been told when she met the squad members, not all believed the feared Captain Mayuri Kurotsuchi was entirely human. He could make an interesting data point. Not that he would agree to anything she would ask if his first impression was anything to by. She did find the man facinating though. Those golden eyes were incredibly alluring and she had caught herself gawking a fair few times as she had been passing him by.
Amaya had gained some samples of female pheromones from the world of the living and had asked Urahara to 'ramp them up a little' in potency. She donned a mask as she began to filter the sample, taking it from a liquid form into more of a gas. She managed to get a little into a perfume type bottle and aimed it at herself. "Ok! Here goes!", thought Amaya as she doused herself in the mixture. She highly doubted that anyone would come forward as a willing victim to test this out, plus she thought she would get more honest results if she were the only one to know it was going on. Nobody to let the secret out the slightly un-ethical bag. With a flurry of excitement, she left the lab, headed towards the cafeteria, shoving a little notebook in one of her pockets.
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As soon as she entered the hall, the men nearest her snapped their heads in her direction. She flashed them a smile and sashayed her way to her seat. She had borrowed some robes from the Captains creation Nemu, who appeared to only own rather short outfits. In an attempt to make it more 'her', Amaya had worn some over the knee black heeled boots and a smokey eye. She was always bold in her looks, not scared to show off what she had been dealt. Some men she noticed, had gone a very amusing shade of red, while others looked somewhat confused. Amaya noted all this down. It would appear men in the soul society ARE affected by pheromones. How very interesting.
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After a day of making every man she passed feel incredibly uncomfortable, she headed back to her lab. She passed a window on a door looking in on a larger lab and seen a flush of blue hair standing over a bench, the monochrome face deep in concentration, lips parted and golden eyes agleam. She had lost track of the time she spent there, staring through the window at the ever so intreguing Captain. It seemed though she had made her presence known as he blinked and looked up towards the door, seeing Amaya shamelessly gawking (and near enough drooling) at him. Amaya jumped at the sudden realisation that he had caught her and made a bolt for her lab.
She had just gotten in the door, slammed it shut and threw her notebook across the table (a little bit more aggressively than she had intended) when the door was blown open.
"Oh crap, I'm in trouble", whispered Amaya, barely covering the smashing noise that came from the direction of the abandoned notebook. Her eyes trailed to the side, the vails of pheromones had been broken!
"Double crap. I wonder how painful this is going to be", she thought inside her head.
Mayuri started off on a rant. "You absolute idiot! Do you not realise that it is rude to steal someone elses work? Did you not think I would catch you watching my experiments?"
"I wasn't trying to steal your work!", cried Amaya. "I just.....just..."
Something changed in Mayuris body language. Something had stirred inside him. He was still looking flustered, but of a different kind. Those golden eyes were locked on her....
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Wee intro to my story! Can you tell what's going to happen next? Hopefully you folks like it! =^_^=
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