Too Little Too Late | By : SnowyChan Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9488 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Hitsugaya was seeing the end of his first trimester and he was steadily settling into the beginnings of his pregnancy mood swings. He had gained several pounds by the end of the first trimester and was loathe to admit that he was becoming extremely sensitive to many different things. He ran on an even shorter temper and had gone back to fiercely butting heads with his captor, Ichimaru Gin. Gin was having a harder time keeping the pregnant boy under his control and at times was forced to take more drastic measures.
When Hitsugaya was being particularly rebellious and moody Gin’s temper would also prove to be in short demand. The two would become physically violent towards each other, unfortunately for Hitsugaya Gin always managed to subdue him in the end with much bloodshed and force. It left the childlike Taichou in a barely breathing state and as a result he would quiet down for a couple days and carefully avoid the more volatile traitor staying close to Kira. Kira, in question, could only marvel at how often the pregnant Taichou’s mood swings got him in trouble.
What was troubling to Kira was the fact that Gin now actually liked the violently rebellious bouts Hitsugya put up. He enjoyed making the boy scream and struggle wildly just to let the small Taichou ‘escape’ him in the end. Kira could see that the other got off on showing his superiority towards the collared boy and more often then not the fights would end with Hitsugaya being stripped down and taken against his will. It was then Kira’s job to clean up the aftermath and nurse the snowy haired prodigy back to a sensible health just to see it eventually happen all over again.
To Kira’s relief Hitsugaya’s mood swings had dulled or were at least kept in check to the best of his abilities for the last week and Gin pretty much let the boy be…….. minus the odd full body grope from time to time. In truth Gin had been mostly absent for that week dealing with various things, which he felt the two boys had no need to know about. This too had Kira relaxing as he watched Hitsugaya. Said boy was currently reading again and this time it appeared to be a romance and to Kira’s knowledge he had never known Gin to read books like that.
He let his cerulean eyes move to the rounding belly Hitsugaya had the book resting on and once again couldn’t help but wonder what it felt like for the boy Taichou to have something growing inside him. “It’s rude to stare.” Came a soft tenor causing Kira to jump out of his own little world and back into reality, “I….wha?” was all he could manage and he saw Hitsugaya smirk slightly, “It’s rude to stare.” He repeated just as softly, “I’m sorry.” Kira muttered and Hitsugaya chuckled lightly.
“Never mind.” He said with a small sigh as he grunted trying to stand up with just a little trouble. When he was finally on his feet he made his way to Kira’s side one hand resting tenderly on his belly, “You space out quite a lot as of late. Either something is wrong or you just enjoy staring at me.” He smiled slightly and Kira blushed a little in response, “I….it’s nothing……..” he paused a moment eyeing Hitsugaya’s belly, “Well……I….can you feel it?” he said pointing almost dumbly at the boy’s belly as Hitsugaya blinked at him for a moment before looking down.
“Feel…….it?” he repeated letting the question sink in, “No I don’t feel anything.” Was his reply, “That comes later….I guess.” And his hand unconsciously rubbed at his swollen stomach. He frowned letting his gaze wander to a window as a more mournful look overcame him and the hand not on his belly went to touch at the collar still fastened around his slender neck. “Don’t worry Hitsugaya Taichou…..we’ll get out of here yet. I’ll figure something out……I promise.” Kira said.
Hitsugaya slowly turned his gaze back to the blonde and smiled sadly, “Thank you for the words, but even I can hear the doubt in your voice, Kira. We have a slim chance of getting out of here and more so as I get further into the pregnancy……if we don’t figure something out soon I’ll just be more of a hindrance the later we try.” He said with a soft sigh and Kira knew the ice wielder was right.
Kira’s shoulder’s slouched in semi defeat until he perked up slightly, “If we can get out of this room and this place you can get us back! I can remove the collar…. your reiatsu brought us here in the beginning so it should be able to take us back!” Kira said getting excited, “That’s all well and good, but first we would have to get out of here and it doesn’t really help that I don’t really remember how I made the rift.” Kira slumped again after hearing Hitsugaya say those words. “We can still try.” The blonde said after a moment. “It’s about all we can do.” Hitsugaya replied.
“But we also do not know the layout of this place and there are most likely Arrancar and several other hollow running around here. Plus there are large chances of us running across Tousen or Ichimaru or even Aizen when or if we try to escape. The chances of actually getting out of this place alone are very slim.” Hitsugaya continued after a moment making Kira think an attempt to escape was even more foolish than before.
Hitsugaya moved his jade gaze over Kira’s saddened face and sighed softly as he moved over to slowly lower himself next to Kira with a delicate noise in the back of his throat as Kira reached out to help him. Once seated as comfortably on the floor as possible Hitsugaya reclined back against the wall.
Kira kept his gaze on the wall opposite them allowing his mind to wander. They sat in silence for what seemed to them like hours when only a handful of minutes went by before Kira spoke again in a soft whisper, “It’s been three months……..do you think they have given up?” Hitsugaya’s jade gaze flicked in the direction of the blonde without turning his head remaining silent for a short moment, “I can’t honestly say…………I would like to think they are still trying to come after us, but it’s been long enough that Yamamoto Sotaichou would have declared us dead or traitors.”
The white haired Shinigami knew it wasn’t the answer his companion wanted to hear, but then again Hitsugaya was not the type to shy from what most likely was the truth. He accepted the truth of what was happening to him so why shouldn’t Kira be any different even if it was nice to know at least one of them still believed in salvation, “And yet….. if the old man cleared permission to enter Hueco Mundo there is still the fact that any and all hollows, of all levels, will converge on the rescue party and destroy them. Even Taichou’s have difficulty if there are large numbers of hollow present.” He sighed softly.
Hitsugaya turned his gaze to Kira once more taking in the increasingly dejected visage and almost regretted saying what he did, “The look on your face says ‘I give up’, but you can’t stop trying even if things look difficult.” The boy said softly, having decided on some sort of semi comforting words as he shut his eyes while his hands rubbed unconsciously at his swollen belly.
“Perhaps.”
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Urahara Kisuke had never felt so unsettled and unbalanced in all his many years of life and ‘life’ after death. He had always prided himself on his ability to remain calm and collected under extreme pressure, but now he was almost ashamed to say he had no control over himself and his emotions. He wanted to blame everything he was feeling and going through on the one that brought it about to begin with, however, even he knew that he had brought most of this upon himself.
He was the one who fell ‘head over heels’, so to speak, in love with a one Hitsugaya Toushiro and not the other way around…….even if the boy had reciprocated his amorous advances in the end. He had fallen hard and fast and having the boy torn away from him so quickly had proven a huge shock to his system……..something he hadn’t felt since he had been in the academy. Nor was he ready for.
He was a grown man with many, many years under his belt and to fall apart so easily over such a new love interest made him feel like a child. It didn’t help his moods when other Shinigami subsequently lectured him over his failures to control himself and his actions even though he was centuries older than most of them, especially one Kurosaki Ichigo. In the end he had been forced to spend most of his time with Ukitake Taichou in hopes that the white haired man’s soothing demeanour would calm his frazzled nerves and emotions. Well at least that’s what he had to keep telling himself despite the fact that Yamamoto had been the one to enforce his ‘time’ with Ukitake personally.
In truth that only served to piss the blonde off all the more. He was not stupid, not by a long shot, and quickly understood that the old man had no plans of letting him return to the flesh and blood world. Urahara was well aware that Yamamoto knew that he could access Hueco Mundo and more likely than not wanted to bite that idea on the ass rather swiftly. The old man most likely saw it as a further threat should the blonde actually attempt entry into Hueco Mundo on his own.
Urahara twitched slightly in irritation as his thoughts became bitter only to freeze when he could have sworn he saw his current companion reaching for his zanpakutou’s sheath so he could beat him into unconsciousness for the amount of times the blonde ‘unravelled’. However, despite those few questioning moments the sickly Taichou was an excellent source of calming influence and heartfelt advice, but that didn’t mean that Ukitake was able to be around to help calm the other at every foul turn of mood. Oh no.
When the white haired Taichou fell under the influence of his illness Urahara would be left to his own devises, which more often than not turned into plans and plots to get around Yamamoto Sotaichou’s orders and into Hueco Mundo. Easier said than done considering the lengths the wily old man went to to keep the blonde in check. After three long months of failed attempts one would think the blonde would ‘bite the bullet’ and wait for the all clear……….perhaps once hell froze over and Aizen Sousuke danced the ‘I surrender’ jig.
And with that thought in mind Urahara was in a slightly better mood as he sat beneath a shady tree with Ukitake and Kyouraku, the sun warming them through the gaps of the leaves. The three now sat in companionable silence much like those times during their days in the Shinigami Academy. It was comfortable and familiar, like they were back in the academy all over again, and true to their individual natures they used this time to think, scheme or doze. Urahara glanced sideways out of the corner of his eye to idly watch his two companions and wasn’t surprised to see Kyouraku sleeping lightly and Ukitake watching the clouds. It was nice to see them relaxed and unguarded….and not trying to hit him for acting up….it instilled the same sense of being in him.
He could think clearly on everything that was currently troubling him and sort them out one by one the best he could. However, he still couldn’t help but think that if he had a certain feisty boy Taichou by his side he would feel more like himself than he had in months. He shook his head slightly of the depressing thoughts, ‘Of course I’d be my old self again if he was here. It’s because he’s NOT here that I’m currently an idiotic wreck.’ He thought with no little annoyance and a soft sigh.
“Please relax, Kisuke.” Came the gentle tenor of Ukitake’s voice in Urahara’s ear and he turned his attention fully to the man to his left, “You’re thinking about Hitsugaya-kun again.” he stated matter-of-factly, gaze still fixed on the clouds, “The decision will come soon. I can feel it. We’ll be able to help Hitsugaya-kun, but you know well enough you will be of no use to him if you continue to think the way you are now.” Urahara sighed again and leaned back against the tree, “I hate when you’re right.” He said almost jokingly with a smile that shadowed his usual scheming grin.
Ukitake smiled brightly at the blonde, “And I love it when you know I’m right.” He teased back lightening the mood to which he got a more genuine smile from the other than he had seen since Hitsugaya was taken away. However, the smile only lasted a fraction of a minute before it faded again and that melancholy look returned at full force, much to Ukitake’s displeasure, “Please be patient.” The sickly man said softly and received only silence in return.
Urahara proceeded to remain silent for a while before he finally spoke up, “He’s trying to distract me……..stop me from rescuing him.” he said voice low and serious to which Ukitake tilted his head quizzically and hummed questioningly, “Yamamoto. He’s stopping me from entering Hueco Mundo and bringing Toushiro back.” He growled softly, “He knows that I can get through and still he stops me even though I have not been under Seireitei’s jurisdiction for many years.”
The white haired Taichou didn’t like the undertone of defeat in the blonde’s voice, but pushed it aside for now, “Yamamoto Sotaichou does what he has to to keep Soul Society and everyone in it safe. He’s probably worried that they will catch you too if you were left free to enter the Hollow world and with another genius held prisoner it would only put Soul Society at a greater disadvantage.” He offered in a placating voice that did very little to calm the other.
“That may be so, but it doesn’t make it right to not at least try to attempt a rescue.” Was Urahara’s answer after a moment, “My patients are wearing very thin, Ukitake. It’s been three god damned months…….a decision this crucial should not take three months to make. The closer Toushiro gets to the final completion to the ritual will prove fatal for Soul Society…….for more than just that.” He said in a matter of fact tone leaving no room for argument.
“A valid point, my friend.” Ukitake said softly, “But words will not change anything at this point.” Silence fell over them once more leaving only the sounds of nature to ring out clearly. Urahara sat eerily still before suddenly moving to his feet effectively startling his white haired companion, “You’re right. Words will do nothing here. I’ve sat idle and complained enough and I think it’s high time I do as a please again.” Ukitake could see the other’s eyes flash dangerously under the brim of his ever-present hat and felt his stomach twist uncomfortably. “Now wait a minute. You’re taking what I said too literally.” Ukitake said sharply a small amount of warning in his voice.
“Not literally, my friend, but to heart.” He smiled cunningly, “You of all people understand the need to save the ones you care for even if you don’t ultimately take matters into your own hands.” Urahara smiled more softly down at the sickly man, “I’m going to be the one to do something.” And Ukitake sighed gently leaning back against the tree again, “You’re not going to change your mind, are you.” He stated dryly and Urahara’s smiled turned cheeky, “I think you know the answer to that.”
“Now you’re just being a smart ass.” Ukitake rolled his eyes and returned the smile, “You know me very well.” The blonde laughed turning to leave, “Just be…..” Ukitake began, but paused as a hell butterfly fluttered into his vision, “A message?” he questioned lightly as he reached over to poke the dozing Kyouraku in the ribs to wake him. The flirtatious Taichou woke with a whine and slowly sat up as Urahara glance idly over his shoulder pausing in his step, “What is it?” the blonde asked lightly.
Ukitake listened intently to the message the hell butterfly had to deliver and after a short moment his eyebrows creased making his two companions look at him with a little more concern. Soon enough the butterfly was fluttering off into the distance leaving the three in silence before Ukitake began to stand dusting off his haori, “We’ve been summoned to a meeting.” He said shortly before turn a now stern gaze on Urahara, “You’re to attend too.” Urahara snorted in response as Kyouraku stood up, “I have a feeling what this might be about…………………took long enough.” He yawned.
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Urahara had grudgingly agreed to attend the meeting Yamamoto called and was not in the least bit surprised to see a rather confused Ichigo among the ranks of Seireitei’s officers. However, he was interested to see that all the Fukutaichou were required to be present as well. He gaze flicked to the old man sitting silently and patiently at the front of the room as all his subordinates took their places. Urahara felt Ichigo move to stand beside him and he could tell the kid was frazzled and tired. The blonde made a note to talk with the boy later about his state of unrest, but for now he allowed his own reiatsu to calm Ichigo’s own.
All eyes were drawn to the front of the room where Yamamoto sat like an unmoving statue as he cleared his throat for silence. The room fell obediently silent seconds after and waited for their Sotaichou to speak. Yamamoto’s steely gaze drifted over the room full of Shinigami carefully analyzing all of his subordinates with trained precision before settling on Urahara for a moment longer than necessary.
“I thank you all for attending this short notice meeting as there are some rather important issues that now need to be discussed.” He began voice ringing strong through the room, “However, before I proceed to the real reason I called you all here I’d like to thank those Taichou and Fukutaichou that have picked up the slack with the divisions currently lacking proper leadership. Furthermore we have already begun the search for suitable replacements for the missing Taichou in the corresponding divisions. We have several candidates and hope to hold the testing soon.” He said as if he were holding a routine meeting though he fell silent for a long moment before speaking again as Urahara saw a few people grit their teeth at this news.
“Now with that aside I would like to address the real reason for this meeting.” His voice held a hard edge to it that twisted more stomachs than it should have, “Everyone is aware of the incident that took place a little over three months ago and what the outcome was…….what the consequences were. I understand that many of you have been hurt by this and the earlier betrayals, however in the interest of keeping Soul Society safe we have finally come to a firm decision.” Here Yamamoto paused watching the reactions of his subordinates.
“Hitsugaya Toushiro is a threat to the very existence of Soul Society and every being there within while in the hands of Ichimaru Gin. Therefore it has been decided that he is to be executed immediately upon sight.”
A.N.: Well look at that!!!!!! I finally got my plot bunnies off their strike! Now, I understand this isn’t the greatest ‘return to writing’ chapter from my long hiatus, but I needed a filler to bring up the plot a little. Though I’m happy with the twist ending to this chapter. Thank you so much who have still been keeping an eye out for the long awaited update! Luvs you muchly for your faith! :D
Okay so I’d hit a huge brick wall for this story and every time I went back to continue writing nothing would come to me. I think I’ve rewritten this chapter 8 times since I last updated………..sigh.
After that I left to teach traditional animation (Disney style animation) in India for two months. I left in April and didn’t get back until the end of June. After that I had to get two jobs just to make rent, bills and my two loans so I’ve been working 7 days a week since my 21st birthday back in August. I only get a couple hours a day for down time so I’m a little worn out.
But finally I succeeded so……………YAY!!!!!!!
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