Flawless Imperfections | By : WannaBePirate Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 5371 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Seventeen
Yachiru was woken when the body she had been using as a pillow/bed began to shake uncontrollably. The young girls eyes flickered open as she rolled off of Reika. The little one sleepily glanced around the room. “Ken-chan?” Her tiny voice mumbled when she couldn’t find her captain. A distressed filled mewl brought her attention back to the woman she had been sleeping on top of. “Rei-chan?” The girl whispered worriedly. Reaching out her tiny hand she brushed away the hair from Reika’s face. The small hand froze and instantly felt her body wake up. Reika was cold…no cold wasn’t the word, she was freezing. Yet there was a layer of sweat that covered her almost ghost white skin. Yachiru scampered off the bed and with hesitant steps took off to find Kenpachi.
Reika felt her body shiver even though she didn’t particularly feel cold. She just felt, in her mind, that she should be. She couldn’t move on her own, she couldn’t see, but she could hear. She could hear the cracking under every step she took. Willing herself to not think of how much it sounded like she was stepping on a floor covered in old bones. The creature, as she now dubbed it, had its bony hand wrapped firmly around her right wrist. It pulled her into the darkness, and she couldn’t will her body to struggle against it. She hated this darkness, it was cold and lonely.
The only plus it granted her was that she was no longer able to see her captive. Though his image would be forever imprinted in her mind. Those white eyes, that ivory white skin that seemed to be stretched onto bones. That sick, twisted grin that was forever planted on his face. Hair a sickly white that lay down his back in dreadlocks, splotches of red littered over the once pure white surface. His previously white robe was tattered and torn. The ends of the sleeves and the rim of the bottom soaked in the same red substance. She refused to admit it was probably blood. The image of him, standing before her, the thought of him outside of his dark cavern was now a permanent vision in her thoughts. To haunt her every nightmare and destroy her every dream. That was if she ever woke up, to fall asleep again.
“Now, now it is rude to think such things, Reika.” The creature chuckled in sick amusement. Her blank eyes merely stared into the darkness. His clammy hand tightened on her wrist when he received no reaction.
How she wished it was the large warm hand of a certain captain. She never thought she’d actually admit to wanting the perverse brute near by. But she couldn’t help but want to hear his teasing voice, or feel his violating touches. The creature stopped, causing her to stop behind him, almost smacking into his back. Its hand tightening almost enough to crush the bone in her wrist. Suddenly the white eyes that were previously pointed forwards turned glaring at her. “Do not think of him in my domain.” The creature said with a hiss, only to again receive no reaction.
Reika whimpered lightly under her breath when she felt as if her wrist would snap in half. The only thing to leave her mouth was a simple word, the one thing she could think of that would stop this pain. “Kenpachi…” She let out a ear shattering scream as the creature squeezed its hold one last time. The only sound that seemed to outweigh the piercing scream was the sounds of her bones crushing and snapping under his pressure.
Yachiru had found Kenpachi in a small tavern not far from his home. He was picking up food and some drinks for the night. The young girl dashed to the big man and began pulling him from the establishment.
Kenpachi looked oddly down at the tiny being. “What is it?” He growled pulling them to a halt when he realized he was being hauled out of the place without his purchases. Yachiru looked panicked and he wasn’t sure how to interpret it.
“It’s Rei-chan.” The single simple sentence had him picking the girl up and rushing from the place back towards his home. As he got closer and closer to his house a sudden wave of dread hit him like a ton of bricks. Something wasn’t right, he could almost feel this ominous haze surround his place of living. Stepping up his speed he rushed into the house and right to his bedroom where he knew Reika to be.
The sight before him worried him, but he didn’t show it too much. Yachiru wiggled from his grasp and jumped onto the bed beside the other girl. “Ken-chan!” She said in a whiny worried voice. The big male stood by the bed looking down at the woman in his bed. She looked as if she was struggling to breathe, her face was even paler than before and her hands clenched as the sheet below her.
His body went rigid as another whimper left her lips. ‘She’s in pain.’ He thought as he climbed upon the bed beside her. He was at a loss for what to do. Did he try to wake her? Did he hold her, tell her everything was okay, explain it was just a dream? He took another look at her and wondered if it really was just a dream. With a unsteady hand he reached out to try to wake her, to try to calm her.
“Kenpachi…” The desperate plea left her lips and before he knew what he was doing he had scooped her up and held her firmly against his chest. Yachiru looked like she was about to burst into tears as she crawled closer to the two. Something about Reika wasn’t right, something bad was happening to her and neither could pin point what it was.
The pink haired girls tears finally broke free when Reika let out a soul tearing scream. Kenpachi held her tighter trying to think of something to do, she wasn’t waking up and something was hurting her. They both froze as they heard the telltale cracking of bone. Both looking down they saw the bruise forming on her wrist, it looked as if someone was gripping it and had shattered it.
He had to think quickly, this wasn’t a normal nightmare. Something was harming her within her dream, inside of her mind. Her mind, a place he couldn’t go, a place he couldn’t protect her. Closing his eyes and blocking out the tiny murmurs of pain that fell from her throat. Suddenly his eye popped open, Yumichika had once told him to talk to Yachiru when she wouldn’t wake from nightmares. So maybe he should just try talking to Reika. Frowning his brows he contemplated on what to talk about, normally he was being a complete pervert or they were arguing.
“Rei-chan…” Came the tiny voice of Yachiru as she lifted her hand and began to pet the other girls head. “It’s okay.” Kenpachi looked down at the teary eyed face of his Lieutenant. Grunting he leaned over and placed his mouth next to Reika’s ear. With a small sigh he whispered something into her ear, praying that she‘d ‘hear’ him and wake up. Whatever it was that was trying to take her he would never allow it.
Falling to her knees Reika tried in vain to pull her broken hand from the things grasp. She felt the bone like objects below her hand and her knees, but she couldn’t find herself caring. She wanted to get away, she didn’t want this creature to cause her any more injuries. Pain shot through her arm and it took everything in her not to break down in tears then and there. Biting her lip trying to focus on anything but the agonizing pain, she felt the thing pull at her. Silently demanding she stand. It was getting impatient, he wanted her to move and it was angry she had called out for that man.
“Rei-chan…It’s okay.”
Reika quickly shot her eyes around in the darkness. ‘Yachiru, no she can’t be here, please don’t let her be in this hell.’ She thought, praying to whatever fucked up ‘upper life form’ there might have been. Too keep the young bubbly girl away from this place. Her eyes snapping open she sighed, she felt warm. Finally her body felt like it had been surrounded in a thick, cozy blanket.
The creature growled in anger. “Don’t even think about it!” He nearly yelled, only inches from her face. “You can‘t escape from here, Reika. This is where you belong!” His voice was harsh and seemed to surrounded her, trying to push the warmth she had gathered away.
“I won’t let you go, you are mine, Rei.” Came the calm yet cocky voice that seemed to send shivers through her body, yet relaxed her nerves at the same. She felt herself chuckling at the voice.
Shaking her head, resisting against the pull to her limp hand. “He is one cocky son of a bitch, isn’t he?” Reika mumbled with a small smile on her face. ‘I wanna go back, wanna go home…’
“Fuck!” With a roar of frustration the creature released her hand as if it was burning his skin. Her arm fell with a thump to the ground. She couldn’t feel the pain but she knew in the back of her mind it was there. “I will bring you back here, Reika.” The creature appeared before her again, face only inched form her own. “Remember, Pet, he cannot claim you, because you already belong to me.” With a hiss, he stood and turned his back to her. The darkness around her slowly fizzled away, leaving her blank eyes to blink back the blinding light.
Kenpachi felt another wave of emotion he’d never experienced before. Relief, it flooded through his system as he stared down into dazed green eyes. Smirking he wiped the hair from her face. “Welcome back.” He grumbled lowly. Swallowing dryly she felt her eyes rolling into the back of her head. A gently shake by a tiny hand brought her eyes back to normal.
“Br…ute…” She mumbled, her voice laced in agonizing pain. Her skin was still clammy and her face as pale as ever.
Yachiru looked down at the bruised wrist and gently leaned over to see Reika’s face. “You okay?” She whispered, the tears streaks still visible on her face. Reika turned to her and tried to smile but it seemed to be much more effort than she could handle at the moment.
Kenpachi carefully cradled the woman in his arms, delicately laying her injured hand on her stomach. Reika flinched and sucked in air but did not complain. Carefully shifting off the bed he stood and looked over at Yachiru. “Run over to the 4th and tell them I’m coming, I want Unohana there.” The young girl nodded, wiped her face and took off to do as ordered. “Ready?” The big male asked as he looked down at Reika. She only gave a weak nod as her undamaged hand gripped any material of his shirt she could. Taking a deep breath he ran off in the same direction his Lieutenant had just taken.
The only thing on his mind was, that he needed to get Reika medical attention, and that he needed to make sure the Commander didn’t find out about this little…episode. He wouldn’t allow them to take her away, they would just lock her up. Or worse…they’d give her to that crazy science freak of a captain. Shuddering at the thought he held her tighter to his chest, he’d never let them take her.
Reika sat sideways, panting in pain, on the medical bed. Kenpachi sat beside her, with her body propped against his own. Unconsciously, he rubbed his free hand down her back soothingly. His other arm was wrapped around her middle, keeping her held against him protectively. Reika’s right hand lay limply in her lap, throbbing slightly in pain. Her head fell heavily onto his chest and his rubbing hand made it’s way to her head. His fingers lightly rubbed circles in her scalp, his lips laid barely there kisses to her head.
Unohana walked into the room, being pulled by a frantic Yachiru. The female captain stopped and took in the sight before her. She had never seen such a look on the male captains face, nor had she seen him be so gentle with anyone. Kenpachi’s mouth and nose were buried in Reika’s hair. His eye looked down at the woman in his arms in concern. He didn’t even seem to notice the female captains entrance.
The healing Captain’s eyes landed on the hand cradled in Reika’s lap. Her eyes widened as she glided over to the two. Gently she lifted the hand, and Reika was surprised that the careful touch caused her no pain. Kenpachi growled at the healer as his arms around Reika tightened. He wasn’t in a normal state of mind, all he knew was he didn’t want anyone touching his Reika. When he noticed that the one touching her wasn’t causing any harm he calmed down a bit, burying his face back into her hair.
Unohana ignored him in favor of checking Reika for other injuries. “What happened to her hand?” She asked as she walked over grabbing a damp rag. She came back and began wiping the cool towel across the hurt woman’s face. Reika sighed and let her body relax. Her skin was still cold to the touch but it was slowly coming back to a normal temperature.
Kenpachi looked over at Yachiru who had climbed up onto the bed and sat beside them. “I was fighting her.” He said simply, knowing the other woman wouldn’t believe a word of it. Yet, hoping she wouldn’t question further.
He was right, Unohana glanced at him with a look that told him she wasn’t stupid. “You should be more careful when you spar then, Captain.” Sighing she began the treatment on Reika’s hand. “Personally, I’d like to see her join the ranks before you damage her beyond repair.”
He only grunted and rolled his eyes in response causing Reika to let out a dry laugh. She was so tired, yet she refused to allow her eyes to close. Fear gripped her at the thought of coming in contact with him again. Terrified that if she’d fall back into his world, worried that even the brute wouldn’t be able to pull her back out.
Unohana finished healing and wrapping the broken hand, silently laying it back into her lap. “I need to get the pills for the pain, wait here.” She didn’t wait for an answer as she glided from the room.
A slightly awkward silence threatened to take over the room, but Yachiru would have none of that. “Rei-chan?” The sickly woman looked over at the girl with a tired smile on her face. “Were you having a nightmare?”
Gulping, Reika nodded, she supposed that was the best way to describe her experience. “Yes, I was.” She held out her unbound hand and ran her finger down the younger girls hair. “Did I scare you?” The pink hair flopped all over as Yachiru nodded. “Sorry.” Reika moved her recently healed hand just in time as Yachiru jump over and latch onto her.
“Careful Yachiru!” Kenpachi chastised, but Reika only wrapped her arm around the smaller girl. Moments later The healer came back in and smiled again at the scene before her. After she watched the three for a minute or two she walked over to them. Giving them instructions on when to take the medicines and when Reika would be able to hold her sword again. She recommended they let it heal for at least a week before even attempting it. She might have healed the bones but that didn’t mean that the damage wasn’t still there.
As they walked back to his house Yachiru held onto the end of his loose captains cloak. Kenpachi held Reika limp in his arms as his mind raced. ‘What is this?’ He thought as the three walked in silence. He didn’t understand his reactions towards her. He also wasn’t sure what he felt about how he handled situations involving her. He knew he didn’t feel for her like he did Yachiru. He supposed Yachiru was like a daughter, though he was no model father figure.
If Yachiru was daughter-like, then what was Reika to him. He knew he wanted her, wanted her body and wanted her beside him. Was it just lust? He lusted for her constantly, he knew that. He wanted her below him, squirming and whimpering for him to take her. She, in every way and form, was on his mind regularly since he had found her in the bar not long ago.
He wanted to protect her, wanted to have her all to himself. Was it possible he was in love? He glanced down at her tired features and he felt a warmth go from his heart, to his groin. He wanted her in so many ways it was hard to describe them all. Hell, he hardly even understood half of them himself.
‘It’s not love’, he thought with a nod to confirm it, ‘at least I don’t think it is’. Truth was, in all actuality, Kenpachi Zaraki had no idea what he’d gotten into himself. Reika had total control over him, even if neither her nor him knew it. It would have made him furious to know. Though somewhere in the back of his mind he did realize it. He realized that this might be the battle, the battle he was doomed to loose. But would it be really be such a bad thing to loose to this feeling?
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