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Prize of Victory	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 87205 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Household Changes?

Little had changed over the last ten years for either of them since their defeat and enslavement, at least as far as their �Master� was concerned in his treatment of them.

Soi Fon still had to live in a dog house and was kept chained up outside when Barragen had no current task for her. The chain was easily undone, but her Claim enforced orders made sure that she could only remove it when Barragen desired.

Yumichika still had a beautiful suite and a wardrobe that changed monthly to keep up with the latest fashions. He wasn�t necessarily showered with gifts, as he technically didn�t own much of anything in his quarters, but he was never short of outfits and a wide selection of accessories to go with them.

It was almost a dream come true to be presented with so many beautiful objects for his use, but again he didn�t own them and how long he actually got to wear them varied according to his Majesty�s whims. Even with the war going on he was still frequently summoned to attend to Barragen�s needs, as were Soi Fon and Ggio. The former still glared silently at their Master with eyes that smouldered with rage and the promise of bloody revenge. The latter, well� Yumichika didn�t know as much about the Arrancar on a truly personal level, but he could tell that the once-shining adoration Ggio had for �His Majesty� had long since dwindled away to a sort of weary acceptance of his fate as the insane Espada�s fraccion.

The rivalry that had once existed between Ggio and Soi Fon had died off several years ago, leaving them both in a state of détente that bordered on acquiescence, if not downright tolerance. It might also have been hard to keep up such a burning hatred on Soi Fon�s part while watching Ggio take the kind of punishing sexual abuse that could have been her lot if Barragan�s tastes ran in a different direction. This, Yumichika supposed, was for the best, considering that the former Taichou owed her continued existence to her grudging willingness to part her thighs for Ggio. The Arrancar had to refresh his Claim upon her person every now and then. Any loathing Soi Fon felt now was directed entirely towards Barragan, who continued to force her to act as a living sex toy for his two pets. Her entire purpose was to get them aroused so �His Majesty� could indulge in the fantasy that his slaves actually desired him, even though everyone, from the lowest servant to Yumichika and Ggio themselves knew it was a farce meant to stroke his own ego.

A hesitant knock on his door broke Yumichika out of his musing and he called out for his unexpected visitor to come in. Whoever it was hesitated for a moment before finally entering the room. Despite himself, Yumichika raised an eye in surprise as his guest paused in the doorway to glance around his quarters with some surprise.

�Your room is better than mine,� Ggio muttered with a hint of envy.

�Yes, well, my entire purpose is to look pretty,� Yumichika pointed out. �You, at least, get to see the front lines most of the time, and I would shudder to think what fate would await beautiful garments such as these if I were forced to fight in them.�

�Fair enough,� Ggio admitted, moving closer and letting the sarcasm with which Yumichika spoke go completely over his head.

�What brings you by my quarters? It is rare we have to opportunity to enjoy each other�s presence outside of serving his Majesty?� Yumichika questioned with honest curiosity.

A visit from the other was highly unusual, signifying to the former 5th seat that Something Significant was up. Since Significant things were rare under Barragen�s roof, he thought that whatever had brought the other to his door might just be worth his time.

Ggio sat down and actually looked somewhat nervous, an unusual state for the Arrancar. In fact, his hands even fidgeted a bit and he seemed a bit lost as he tried to fish for the right words.

�I was right. This could be interesting,� Yumichika noted as he waited patiently for Ggio to start talking, which the Arrancar seemed to be having a hard time doing.

�I�. need your help with something,� Ggio finally stated and gave the other a helpless shrug.

Yumichika eyebrow rose elegantly at the admission. There was little he could do to help Ggio in much of anything, unless of course Ggio�s problem involved fashion tips. He could definitely assist the Arrancar there. His regular ensemble wasn�t that bad, but it could use some tweaks, especially with what he did with his hair.

�Yes� the hair... that has to be addressed, posthaste��

Yumichika was already making a mental check list when Ggio�s next question threw him for a bit of a loop, since it certainly wasn�t what anything he would have ever expected.

�How do Shinigami court?� the frazzled fraccion blurted out.

Yumichika picked his jaw up out of his lap before blinking and mentally retracing the statement to make sure he�d heard Ggio correctly. His shock only grew when he realized Ggio was actually blushing and looked even more nervous than before.

�As lovely a creature as you could be, with a bit of work, I am just not interested in you Ggio,� Yumichika said gently. �In fact, as hard as it may be to believe giving my current situation and demeanour, I prefer women.�

The look of embarrassment turned to mortification and Yumichika had to hold back a grin of amusement. He knew Ggio hadn�t been talking about courting him, but he just couldn�t help but tease the poor thing. Still, watching him splutter out a denial was definitely worth the ribbing.

�I must say I am surprised you would be interested in such things. Has some pretty little thing caught your eye? Why not simply Claim her?� Yumichika inquired curiously. �Ah wait, I forgot, you are only permitted one pet to Claim since you are not an Espada. Since it is far beneath �His Majesty� to stoop to rutting with a woman, he forces you to keep Soi Fon in line, using up your allotment. How forgetful of me.� Yumichika sighed dramatically before Ggio could answer. �So courting is your only option now that Aizen-Kami has made it clear he will suffer no more attacks on the population until these bugs have all been swatted.�

While Ggio choked a little at the Shinigami�s assessment of the situation, Yumichika sat back and mused for a moment on how best to tackle the problem the Arrancar tossed into his lap. It was time, he decided, to move on to the interrogation.

�Have the two of you met yet?�

�Yes,� Ggio admitted, looking at his feet.

�Is she aware of your interest in her? It is a �her�, yes?�

�I don�t think she knows, and it is a �her,�� Ggio agreed nervously.

Yumichika nodded at that, and then made a show of inspecting his nails. �Well, there are the usual courtship gifts� flowers, chocolates, dates��

�I don�t think she is into those sorts of things, and I didn�t think dried fruit was a courtship item.�

Yumichika blinked.

�Hmm, oh no, not those kind of �dates�, I mean �going out on a date�. You know, take her out for dinner, or to lunch, or perhaps a walk in one of the parks. If you hardly know her, lunch would be better, more casual, less potentially �threatening.� Do Hollows not date?�

Ggio looked a little glassy-eyed from trying to follow Yumichika�s line of reasoning.

�No. They don�t. Females worthy of mating are rare and any male that finds one tends to try to Claim her if he can. If not, than he wasn�t worthy of her in the first place. After Claiming comes frequent mating in the slim hope that she�ll bear him offspring. It�s more� instinctual and both sides know what to expect,� Ggio explained a little helplessly.

�Like animals,� Yumichika sighed and blew a strand of hair out of his eyes. �Well, first things first. If you want to impress this woman, we need to do something about your appearance. Women on this side of existence use the looks of the male as one key indicator when it comes to sizing up a man as �mate material.��

�What are the other factors?�

�Hmm, let me think� well, the size of their wallets occasionally comes into play, as does their work position, their land holdings, their status in society, whether they can hold an intelligent conversation and keep eye contact instead of staring at the woman�s chest, their skills between the sheets��

When Ggio appeared to want to search for a rug to crawl under and hide, Yumichika decided to take pity on him. Reaching out, he patted the Arrancar�s hand.

�Never mind all of that for now. Let�s start with your hair, because, to be blunt, it screams �Hi, I just rolled in from Hueco Mundo and I need a good groomer and a flea collar.� We�ll work on the rest from there.�

Ggio seemed about ready to protest the assessment, but Yumichika cut him off before he could start with a double clap of his hands.

�It�s either follow my advice or you�re on your own. Trust me, with my help you will have her swooning into your arms in no time,� Yumichika assured him.

Ggio hesitated for a moment more before reluctantly nodding his head in agreement.

�Good!� Yumichika almost clapped his hands in glee. This was going to be fun, a much needed distraction from being cooped up like a bird in a cage all day, even if the cage was very exquisite.

�How much time do we have today before we are called away to service his Majesty?�

�They have another meeting tonight, so we probably won�t be summoned. They tend to run really late and he is usually too exhausted after sitting through one to send for us, unless something happens to put him in a really bad mood.�

�Excellent! The bathroom is right through there. Go wash your hair, since doing so will make working with it much easier. Shoo now!� Yumichika waved him towards the door.

�Why do I get the feeling I am going to regret this?� Ggio muttered, slouching off to do Yumichika�s bidding.

�You won�t be saying that when you have this woman curled up in your arms,� Yumichika called after him. �And don�t hunch your shoulders� good posture conveys confidence and confidence is like catnip to a Shinigami woman!�

With a large show of reluctance and a grimace at the �catnip� comment, Ggio retreated to the bathroom while Yumichika paced back and forth across the room, elegantly wearing a path in the rug beneath his feet. Plans, plots and schemes racing through his mind as he contemplated the best approach to getting the wild-looking Arrancar looking sexy and civilized. Or maybe, just more civilized. Or, maybe just housebroken would do. Some chicks dug a man with an artfully �scruffy� appearance. With a good scrubbing, Ggio might manage the �wild-yet-cultivated-in-a-Bohemian-sort-of-way� look. Truthfully, he needed to know more about the target to decide which way to go, �Sophisticated� or �Barbarous-but-Willing-to-Shave�.

He mentally outlined a plan of attack for both looks. �Hmming� and going through his own wardrobe, he quickly discarded most of it as unsuitable. First, he was much taller than his soon-to-be-pupil, and second, bright, pastel colours didn�t really suit Ggio�s complexion. Jewel-tones it was, then. Or maybe a refined, neutral palette with understated blacks and creams�

It didn�t take long for Ggio to shower. Half of his head was covered by his mask and only so much of his hair was actually reachable. Ggio had no problem returning to the room with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist and Yumichika, for his part, didn�t bat an eyelash as he did. There wasn�t a single part of each other�s bodies they hadn�t seen or touched for Barragen�s pleasure over the years. As the old saying went, familiarity, Yumichika noted absently, bred contempt. Or in this case, it bred indifference.

�I need to know more about this girl, so tell me everything you can about her personality. Is she one of those tough girls, coming off of the field covered in gore or one of the softer women, who like birdsongs and strolls through the park?� Yumichika demanded as he directed his patient to a stool and scoped up a comb and scissors.

�The first, sort of, but she wouldn�t be covered in gore, that is too flashy. She used to be a member of the 2nd Division,� Ggio hesitantly revealed.

�Ah, a shinobi! Perfect, that I can work with. Forget the fancy dinners then and let�s stick to a casual lunch for the first date. Let�s discard flowers as well. In fact, a weapon would be a much better gift, but not yet. By nature, the members of the Stealth Force don�t trust others easily, so I�d stick with lunch for now, until you get to know each other a bit more and you have built up a little faith with one another.�

�I think we should keep your look on the �feral� side, yes. And the wardrobe definitely needs to change. Your clothing is too� hmm�. bulky. It hides your physique. A chick like that will appreciate a toned body but right now, you look like an oversized doll in that outfit.�

�You are doing my confidence a world of good,� Ggio grumbled sullenly.

�Sometimes you need to destroy something and rebuild it in order to improve upon it. Now hold still while I work here. Perfection isn�t mastered in minutes you know.�

�I know,� Ggio sighed, but held still as Yumichika began to work on his masterpiece.

Restyling the Arrancar�s hair took less than thirty minutes, since half of his hair was, thanks to the mask, inaccessible. What took longer was deciding on the style itself. Yumichika tried various things before shaking his head and sighing in exasperation.

�We need to go shopping,� Yumichika finally declared.

�For clothing?�

�Among other things. Get dressed and grab your wallet while I make myself presentable for public viewing.�

Ggio just shook his head and retreated to gather his clothes from the bathroom before coming back out. Surprisingly, Yumichika was ready to go by the time he emerged and the former Shinigami definitely had a spring to his step as they left the Estate and made for the marketplace.

Yumichika dragged him from shop to shop, forcing him into dozens and dozens of various outfits. It was one of the few moment of joy he had truly felt since his enslavement. Ggio looked like a cat desperately hanging onto a stick of wood that was being tossed about in a raging river and some part of Yumichika took a bit of joy seeing one of the Arrancar suffering so, but it was a small part and quickly faded. Ggio was as much a slave as he was to their Maser and suffered as much at Barragen�s hand as he did.

They returned several hours later with a large number of packages and Ggio cringing at how much of his monthly credit Yumichika had forced him to spend. Did he honestly need half of this stuff? At least Yumichika knew how to drive a hard bargain and wasn�t the least bit ashamed to use the general population�s continued fear of Arrancar to their advantage, although there was a lot less fear nowadays and more of a sense of resignation, depending on which Arrancar the civilian in question dealt with.

�A pity we don�t have time tonight to dress you up and send you out tonight. Providing nothing comes up tomorrow, do you think you can get this girl alone and out for lunch?�

�Yeah, it shouldn�t be a problem, providing a battle doesn�t come up or our services are not called for.�

�Good, good� meet me in my quarters as soon as the sun comes up. That should give us enough time to��

�There you are!!! Where have you two been?!?�

The near-shriek stopped Yumichika in his tracks. It came from one of the servants as she scurried up to them, terror plastered across her face. �Forgive me, but his Majesty summoned you both to attend to him fifteen minutes ago!�

�Oh no�the meeting must have ended really early,� Ggio frowned, panic creeping across his features.

�Take these packages to my quarters, we shall attend him at once,� Yumichika swiftly ordered the young woman, handing his packages over to the terrified servant.

A look of relief crossed her face as she gathered the packages in her arms and fled, spared from having to report back to the �throne room.� Both men shared a grimace as they made their way there, Barragan�s displeased reiatsu radiating from the place in waves. It did not bode well for either one of them as Barragen tended to get more demanding when he was upset over something.

�Forgive us, your Majesty,� Yumichika and Ggio both intoned simultaneously and bowed deeply side by side as they entered the throne room.

�We were not expecting your return for some time and took the opportunity to enjoy what little is left of these fine days before the frigid winter settles in.� Yumichika added.

The platitude did little to ease Barragan�s anger at having to wait for them. Worse, Soi Fon�s absence this evening did not bode well for either of them since she was the one called upon to prepare them. Unprepared sex was a very violent and bloody mess when anal penetration was involved and males really only had that option present to them.

�Entertain me,� Barragan ordered gruffly, resting his head on one of his fists.

Ah, so they were to use each other instead of being used by him. It was rare, but occasionally the Espada only wanted to watch the action rather than participate in it. That at least meant it would be, theoretically, an easier night on the two of them. As displeasing as it was to have sex with each other, it was generally far less painful than letting Barragan fuck them, as both were smaller than their Master, and their release was rarely forcibly held back for hours.

At this point in their servitude neither one of them needed to communicate with each other any more than Barragan needed to give them further orders. Unfortunately, Yumichika found his budding hope for an easy evening, despite Barragan�s clear displeasure, vanished a moment later. Both were fully naked by the time Yumichika suddenly felt the sharp, unwanted pull on his Claim. His eyes widened in shock as his body moved in a manner he wasn�t expecting. He also hadn�t felt that pull in some time and had honestly almost forgotten that the Claimer could force the one Claimed to obey without the use of words.

The Claim didn�t prevent the stunned look from crossing his face, one that was mirrored on his partner�s countenance as he roughly took over and forced his companion beneath him. Normally he would have been the one penetrated, not Ggio, and to find himself in this position meant that Barragan�s ire was with the one he had pinned.

�What on earth have you done to anger him, I wonder?� Yumichika couldn�t help but to ask silently as a soft cry of pain escaped Ggio�s lips. The former Shinigami�s body suddenly and violently began to dominate the smaller one beneath him.

Since it was impossible for Yumichika to bring harm to his partner without Barragan�s permission, Ggio quickly comprehended what was going on and forced himself not to fight back. Yumichika could see the conflict in his partner�s eyes and the strain in the Arrancar�s body as Ggio did his best to accepts his Espada�s chosen punishment without protest. He could practically see what little worship Ggio had left for Barragan fade away in the pain pinched eyes, when they were opened. Mostly they were squeezed shut in pain and sweat was quickly coating the trembling body trapped beneath him.

He spent the rest of the wretched evening tormenting his partner, his release being held back via his Claim to make sure he could continue thrusting into his partner until Barragan finally seemed appeased and permitted Yumichika to release before dismissing them both. It took clear effort for Ggio to struggle to his feet before they both bowed and walked, or in Ggio�s case limped, out. Ggio was leaving a small trail of blood and semen behind him as it ran down his legs to drip onto the floor. It wasn�t until they managed to exit the throne room that the Arrancar dare to show how much pain he was in, leaning against the wall and panting in agony. Tears threatened to spill from the corners of Ggio�s eyes as he legs began to wobble.

Yumichika himself was filthy, his lower half covered in his unwilling partner�s blood, his own release and their combined sweat. Reaching out, he snagged Ggio�s arm before the other could lose it completely and collapse to the floor.

�Come on, let�s get cleaned up. I know where there is a wonderful hot spring in one of the outlying gardens,� he offered softly. � Besides, you have a girl to impress tomorrow,� he reminded the other gently, trying to get Ggio to move, to think about something other than what they�d just been forced into doing, no matter how frivolous it might be. He didn�t want to risk being recalled to their �Master�s� chamber and the sooner they made themselves scarce, the better.

A nod of the head was the only answer he got as Ggio forced himself to stand up straight but it didn�t last long before a sharp wince once more had the Arrancar doubled over in pain. By morning, the shorter Arrancar�s innate healing ability would have mended the physical damage, something Yumichika honestly envied, but somehow Yumichika doubted it would heal the mental. He also was in need of a bath himself, and not just for the physical dirt. His very soul felt sullied with Barragan�s corrupting touch and, like Ggio mind, he doubted that would fade come morning.

He never asked how Ggio could have incurred enough of the Second Espada�s wrath to warrant a punishment like this. Yumichika suspected that Soi Fon�s absence hadn�t been a spur of the moment decision on Barragan�s part. Of course, he�d learned long ago that what went on between Ggio and his Master wasn�t really his business and there wasn�t anything either of them could have done to prevent what had just happened. Hell, it could have simply been that Barragan blamed his retainer for their tardiness today. Maybe the tardiness wasn�t even the issue, since Barragan�s moods were hard to predict. Tomorrow it might even be his turn to writhe in pain beneath Ggio for making Barragan wait for them this evening.

Yumichika didn�t bother to dwell on it. He had long since learned that there was no predicting Barragan�s actions and that wasting time fretting would just ruin his complexion. For now, he had a sort of �comrade in arms� to first, assist through the night, and than catch the eye of the dame he had chosen.

Huge hugs for those of you that took the time to review. I have no plans on killing anyone off anytime soon. That won�t be until the conclusion of part two where people will die during the final conflict. I haven�t started part 2 yet, heck I barely have the time to edit and update.

It�s funny, three different people check my work and we still miss errors. Some of it is simply my typing too fast. Some of it is auto spellchecker changing words on me without my noticing. And the biggest pain, an author reads what they know it should say and our eyes kind of glaze over. Sometimes I get so caught up in my own story I can miss entire paragraphs of mistakes. Please don�t feel bad about pointing them out.
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