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Like a Bullet	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9264 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Like a Bullet
Fandom: Bleach
Chapter: 12
Characters: various, seriously
Word count: 2,869
AN: Another chapter…another week to wait for the next one. :3
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Sliding his phone closed, Byakuya stared at the group before him and sighed lowly. “The Guardians will be here for today’s debriefing. Apparently Aizen has some new information and some concerns about a few things,” he said, his unit all gazing at him with varying degrees of curiosity. “The people that they are watching over will also be coming over, but they won’t be a part of the meeting.”
“Where are we gonna be sticking them?” Shunsui asked. Byakuya smiled at him and leant a hip against the table as he looked to his friend and old mentor.
“They’ll do fine in one of our conference rooms, no doubt,” Byakuya stated. “They should arrive in a few minutes. Renji-san will be showing them up to here.” A knock on the door drew the groups’ attention, Renji opening the door and showing the Guardians into the meeting room, Shinji pouting unhappily.
“Shinji-san, will you please stop pouting at the fact that you have to leave your boyfriends side for two minutes?” Yumichika was drawling, Shinji going from pouting to outright glaring at the other male.
“But I don’t wanna let go of my Ichi-chan. I just got him for good yesterday,” he whined, the Specialty Unit blinking at that bit of news.
“Excuse me, but what happened?” Kira asked, his eyes wide as he looked over the group. The others wondered the same thing.
“Shinji-san here has finally landed Ichigo-san as his boyfriend after nearly two years of trying,” Aizen drawled as he moved to sit down at the conference table, placing a couple of DVDs and a thick file down onto it. “For the last twenty four hours, he’s been following Ichigo-san around like a puppy dog.”
“Shut up, Aizen-san,” Shinji huffed, flopping into a chair. “Everyone else is in the other conference room but I’m still not real delighted with that fact.”
“He’s safe here, so stop worrying so much,” Renji snickered, sitting down as the rest of the Guardians found their own seats.
“I’m going to make sure you can’t get it up here soon,” Shinji threatened as Byakuya snorted lowly.
“Please don’t. I do need him to be able to get it up,” he stated, Renji giving him a long look as one tattooed eyebrow rose upwards. “Now, Aizen-san, you have finished your interviews and your report yes?” he asked turning their conversation to business.
“Yes. Let us go over the Kurosakis first, since it seems as if there is any real new information about them,” Aizen said, opening his file before him before sliding over one of the DVDs to him, Byakuya picking it up and gazing at it. “The interviews for your records.”
“Thank you,” Byakuya said, placing it on top of his own file as Aizen handed the second DVD over to Renji, who loaded it and put the files on there up onto the conference room screen.
“Anyways, they did obviously know that they were being stalked and reacted in some interesting ways. Karin-san destroyed soccer balls, and as we found out, kept several journals and writing unsent letters to Ichigo-san. Yuzu-san created a small baking business and she too kept a journal with the occasional letter,” Aizen said, reading off of the top page of his notes. “The journals also gave us an insight into their mind set at the time. Kurosaki-sans mind set was a little different then his daughters. His main concern was his children, including Ichigo-san. His journals offer hints into what he did see, and occasionally what he knew. He also wrote letters to his son, adding more information to the profile,” he continued.
“So, did they see whoever was stalking them?” Hitsugaya asked, looking over the top of his lap top.
“No. They knew that they were being watched but they never saw who,” Gin replied, having read a few of the entries himself.
“Sado-san did see them. After he had started to meditate and recover some of his hidden memories that are connected to Orihime Inoue, he was able to see some details,” Aizen continued. “From what he found out, our young spy that works for Kariya, is Cain. He apparently reminds Sado-san of Ichigo-sans coloring with his skin tone. All he can remember is blurs of colors though, but we do believe that Cain has brown hair and blue eyes.”
“Well, now we have more information on him, which is good,” Rangiku chirped, taking down detailed notes.
“Yes, it is. You said that Sado-san lost some memories?” Byakuya asked, Aizen holding up one hand.
“We’ll get to that in a moment. Let me finish with the Kurosakis,” he said, Byakuya nodding his head in agreement. “To continue on, it looks as if they had been watched for a little over a year. Also, we think that the Bounts knew about Ichigo-san from the very start but they kept the actual watching of him loose, only checking up on him from what the letters we found said. Isshin-san kept it hidden away in a lock box and the only reason why we did find it was because Ichigo-san remembered it late last night as he packed up what Isshin-san had left behind.”
“I suppose we got lucky that it was found when it was,” Hitsugaya stated, getting agreeing nods.
“I’ve also discovered just why the saliva that we found has no useable DNA,” Szayel stated, pushing his glasses up his nose.
“How did you find out?” Renji asked, leaning forward to gaze at him, the others staring at Szayel.
“Quite by accident actually. I was experimenting with saliva samples that come from those without Talents and those with various strength Talents,” Szayel explained, leaning back as he flicked one hand. “I discovered that the stronger your Talent, the faster any DNA left behind disappears. Since the Bounts are amazingly strong in their Talents, I calculated that their DNA strands die in about half an hour to an hour after leaving their body.”
“So that’s why we can never find any after the fact,” Byakuya mused, frowning at that. “Though why does it rarely read as saliva?”
“Because, without DNA, saliva is just really thick water with a few chemical tweaks,” was the explanation from him as he handed out his report on that.
“So, shall we move onto Orihime?” Byakuya asked, getting a smirk from Aizen.
“Yes, we shall. In the course of speaking with those who were in contact with the Kurosakis and Ichigo-san, one name kept popping up along with some disturbing information,” Aizen said, flipping through his pages. “That name was obviously Orihime Inoue and the information that I found paints a very odd picture. One the surface, she’s a very sweet young woman who is going to school and is working part time. Her parents died when she and her brother were young, her brother dying when she was age 15. She became emancipated after that and soon met Ichigo-san and his other friends, along with Arisawa-san.”
“To summarize, she’s a seemingly normal child on paper and in public,” Renji said, Aizen nodding as he shuffled a few pieces of paper.
“That’s I right. Now, from what I have been able to figure out, she has a very dangerous Talent that almost got me if not for my mental shields and Shunsui-san,” Aizen said, frowning at how close he had come to losing vital memories to the case. “She is much like Kariya but where as his is facial, hers are to any memory. She can target specific memories, the full memory and anything connected to that memory.”
“Damn,” Ikkaku breathed, eyes wide as he stared at his boss.
“Indeed. She used it on Sado-san any time he came close to contacting Ichigo-san,” Aizen stated. “We need to get a warrant to get into her apartment and computers. Keigo-san provided us with copies of her date book, where she keeps detailed accounts of her day and her personal diary. The diary was encrypted, but he also gave us the key to is, so we are nearly done with that. We’ll find out more about her mental state there.”
“Don’t forget to tell them about what happened when you went to interview her,” Shunsui drawled, getting a smirk from the others.
“Ah, yes. She suddenly lost part of her shirt between the front door and the kitchen. She then proceeded to do anything possible outside of flashing me outright to rouse my libido. Unfortunately for her, I prefer my woman to be lighter chest wise, but mostly males tease my libido,” Aizen drawled, causing most of the people around him to laugh, the cooler of the two groups just rolling their eyes and continuing to hash out the new details.
In the other room, after Renji had left them, Ichigo smirked at Shuuhei, who in return just gave him a long look, daring him to say anything as the others watched with smirks on their lips.
“So, Shuuhei-kun, how’s living with Kensei-san been treating you?” Ichigo asked sweetly, Shuuhei snorting a bit as he eyed his friend.
“It’s going well,” he replied, sitting back in his seat as he watched Ichigos’ smirk widen.
“So, what was that leer that Kensei-san sent you when we were coming over too the conference room?” was the question, coming from Hanatoru, who was perched on Ryuukens lap. Shuuhei just moaned and shook his head. “We found them making out yesterday after Shuuhei-kuns shift. They were damn near swallowing each others tongues.”
“Oh, naughty, naughty, Shuuhei-kun” Ichigo sang, watching his friend blush. The group laughed at the sight, Sados a rumbling that drew his attention. “Sado-kun, how has things been going with you?” he asked curiously.
“Gin-san has been helping me with my memories and building strong mental shields to keep Orihime out of my memories,” Sado replied, gazing at his smaller friend.
“What do you mean by that?” Uryuu asked curiously, eyes wide behind his glasses.
“Ah, that’s right, I haven’t been able to tell you guys about what has been going on lately. We’ve all been so busy with everything,” Ichigo said, eyes wide in surprise. “Anyways, it has been discovered that one Orihime Inoue has a Talent and a very dangerous one at that. She can mess with your memories, sort of locking them away or just changing them outright. She used it on Sado-kun here anytime he found my contact information to apologize to me,” he explained, getting worried expressions.
“So that’s why our bodyguards have been pushing us to meditate. Yumichika-san and Ikkaku-san have been pushing for it, saying that the reason wasn’t for them to tell,” Ryuuken drawled, stroking a hand over Hanatorus flank. Hanatoru wiggled and tried to smack the wandering hand away from his leg. “Have your guards been doing the same?” he asked, smirking as his lover shifted on his lap again.
“Kensei asked, but was rather pleased when I told him that I already meditate to clear my mind every night,” Shuuhei replied, smirking as Hanatoru threatened to make Ryuuken sleep on the couch if he kept up his antics.
“Starrk-san got me into it,” Uryuu said, waving a water bottle at the group. “What about you, Tessai-san?” he asked.

”Aizen-san called me and warned me that we were being asked to meditate due to some new information. He told me to call him should I find anything out of place,” Tessai replied, tipping his head to his smaller co-worker.
“And you, Ichi-chan?” Hanatoru asked, getting a smile as he shrugged.
“Gin showed me how to do that while he and Sado-kun were hanging around the house,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “It’s been very helpful in helping me keep my sanity.”
“You mean outside of Shinji-san?” Ryuuken teased, smirking as his godson blushed brightly and smoothed his hair down.
“We only got together yesterday,” Ichigo huffed, pouting at the laughter that came from his friends.
“Yes, but the poor man has been waiting for this for the last year and a half,” Ryuuken teased his godson, smiling softly at the younger man. It had been a while since the young man had been so open and comfortable around his friends. And to see Ichigo so relaxed was a wonderful sight for him, making some of the worry Ryuuken had carried around for him loosen and dissipate.
“I know, but it was worth the wait, for both of us,” Ichigo hummed, smiling softly as his friends. Hanatoru leant forward at the glow that seemed to envelope Ichigo; it almost reminded him of when he was with his own boyfriend and lover.
“Aww, you’re glowing,” he cooed, eyes glowing with his own happiness as Ichigo blushed, startled by the cooing from his friend.
“What do you mean glowing?” Tessai asked, gazing at his young employer before sitting up straight, smiling at Ichigo.
“You are indeed glowing,” Shuuhei drawled, Ichigo blinking at him before smiling once more.
“I suppose being with Shinji-kun makes me happier then I thought it would,” he said. “I’m actually relaxed for once, able to enjoy dating someone without worrying that all they want is to say that they fucked a cross dresser or a pretty boy,” Ichigo mused, rubbing at his bottom lip, eyes soft with his thoughts.
“I’m glad that you have someone after all of this time. It just bites that it had to come at such a time,” Hanatoru sighed, shaking his head with a frown. “I just hope that all of this is fixed soon. I’m worried about how this will end up playing out.”
“I have a feeling that Byakuya-san and Aizen-san, along with their people, won’t allow anything to happen to any of us if they can help it. Gin-san has been hiding quite a few weapons around my home, along with my car. He’s even gotten me permission to carry around the butterfly knife that Ichi-chan got me for my last birthday, when we were still talking,” Sado stated, making Ichigo blink up at him.
“You kept it?” he asked, Sado nodding with a smile on his lips.
“It’s a wonderful knife that was well made and came from a dear friend. Of course I kept it,” Sado replied lowly, Ichigo reaching over and hugging him tightly, getting it returned. Sitting back, they gazed at the others.
“Ikkaku-san and Yumichika-san have been drilling us in our hand to hand skills and working with Hanatoru-kun on his knife and katana abilities,” Ryuuken said.
“They found my sharp and pointy collection when they did a walk through of our homes. Asked me if I knew how to use them and when I said I did, they started to make sure that I wasn’t rusty and up to date. It’s been a long four days,” Hanatoru drawled, wiggling his fingers.
“Sounds like it,” Shuuhei said, shaking his head. “Kensei-san has talked about what I know in the way of self defense.”
“Did you try to down play what you know?” Tessai asked, causing him to blush and nod. “And how did Kensei-san take that?” he continued, Shuuhei nearly pouting.
“He gave me this ‘I know you’re lying so stop’ look. So I showed him my belts and my own weapons collection. Sado-san isn’t the only one who has permission to carry a butterfly knife,” he admitted, pulling out his own knife. It was simple, the handle a dark blue color and looking a bit dull with age. Sticking it away, Shuuhei shrugged with a smile.
“I’ve pulled out my guns and placed them around the house. I now have a gun permit for a smaller caliber hidden gun,” Tessai stated when they all looked at him in curiosity. “I’ve also changed out the usual bats at the store for aluminum bats instead of the wooden ones. They’re all in the usual spots, plus a few extras scattered in the various hidey holes,” he told the others, getting nods.
“Thank you, Tessai-kun. I’m hoping to be able to actually come into work a couple of times a week starting over the weekend,” Ichigo said, getting slight smiles at that.
“What has Shinji-kun been teaching you, beyond how good sex can be?” Shuuhei asked teasingly.
“Shuuhei-kun, I’ve known just how good sex can be since I was 16,” Ichigo snorted, getting a bark of laughter from the older male.
“So, what has he been working with you on?” Shuuhei finally asked again around his snickers.
“Guns. 9 MM, 45’s, even a couple of shot guns. Any gun that can be held easily really,” Ichigo said, shrugging one shoulder. “I am now the proud owner of a lady pistol,” he said, patting his purse that sat on one hip. “It’s a very pretty gun with such a big kick.”
“I’ve fired them before,” Hanatoru hummed, nodding his head with a smile. “They do have a kick despite their small size. Sometimes big bangs come in small packages,” he said, everyone at the table staring at him with wide eyes.
“Tiny Hana made a dirty joke,” Ichigo said lowly, mouth hanging open. “A very, very dirty joke.”
“Oh yeah. He’s so bad,” Shuuhei replied, voice surprised as he shook his head.
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