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Never Let Me Fall	By : shadoesong Category: Bleach > General Views: 1394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 17

By the end of the day, there wasn't enough time to swim. Rin was too exhausted, anyways, and instead went straight to bed. The next day, they finished eliminating the hollows and gathering samples by lunchtime with Ichiami and Katsu's help. The Captains had agreed to relax for the afternoon and evening before going out the next day to look for odd activity.

Evening was approaching and, after spending the afternoon swimming, everyone had collapsed around the fire that Daisuke had built after having supper. Soi-Fon had just left for Soul Society in order to hand over the samples and reports to the 12th Division. She wouldn't be back until late into the night, so Rin, Ichiami, and Katsu decided that it was the perfect time to fool around.

As it turned out, the boys hadn't come to the World of the Living empty handed. They had brought with them several bottles of sake, which they had stashed beneath one of the houses. The two of them brought it over with a bunch of cups. Rin was eager, while Daisuke refused, saying that it was bad enough that they were drinking at all. Much to everyone's surprise, Byakuya also accepted some.

A little sake turned into a lot as the night wore on, and soon everyone was pretty tipsy. At some point after they finished the first bottle, both Katsu and Ichiami passed out, sprawled across the logs. Rin, who had been drinking far longer than they, was still going strong by the third bottle. She was sitting with her back to one of the logs Byakuya was sitting on, leaning into his leg as she finished the bottle.

"There's only one more, you know," Daisuke pointed out as she cast around for another bottle. She shrugged.

"We'll just make the most of it, right, Kuchiki?"

She hit the noble's leg lightly, grinning up at him. He had done pretty well, too, but he hadn't bolted down the alcohol like his subordinate had. He wasn't nearly as drunk as she was.

"I will let you have it," he told her. She scowled.

"Spoil sport," she muttered. "It's no fun drinking alone. You want some, Daisuke?" She looked over at her friend. He shook his head.

"You know I don't drink. It's getting too late, anyways. I'm going to bed," he announced tiredly.

He stood and slipped away from the fire, wishing the pair a good night.

"You should get the sake for me," Rin said once Daisuke was gone. She pointed at the bottle that was leaning against the log across the fire from them.

"Your legs work fine. You can get it yourself," he retorted.

"Yeah, but I'm drunker than you are. What if I fall in the fire?" she tried to convince him.

Ichiami already had and, as funny as it was watching him run into the ocean screaming, Rin didn't want to follow in his footsteps.

"Then I will catch you," he replied, though he didn't expect her to fall in. Ichiami had been dancing around like an idiot, at the time.

"You didn't catch Ichi," she pointed out as she pushed herself up to sit on the log beside him.

"You are wasting time, Rin," Byakuya said with a sigh.

She snorted indignantly and stood. He watched her wander around the fire and grab the bottle. Though she didn't fall into the fire, she did trip and was nearly sent tumbling into the sand. True to his word, the noble stood and caught her. She had dropped the bottle in the process. Fortunately, the sand cushioned he looked down to chastise her for her foolishness, he was caught off guard when her lips met his. She felt her hands slip beneath his kosode and shitagi and she began to pull it off of him. He pulled away abruptly.

"I will not take advantage of you while you are drinking," he said firmly.

"You're not," she replied, closing the distance once more. "I'm gonna take advantage of you."

He tried to pull away once more, but this only resulted in him tripping and the both of them falling backwards over the log. Her lips met his again, and he ran his fingers through her long hair, returning the kiss. He was about to give in completely, but he pulled away slightly and managed to say.

"Not here, Rin."

She nodded and allowed him to take her up to the house.

Rin awoke the next morning with a pounding headache and absolutely no ambition to get up. She didn't even know why she was awake at that time until she wrenched open her eyes a little and was assaulted by sunlight. Her room didn't have sunlight, but she knew that she wasn't in her room. She was well aware of Byakuya at her back, spooning her, but she didn't even have the energy to yell.

"Fuck," she muttered, pushing at the arm he had wrapped around her waist.

His grip only tightened and he pulled her closer to him. She groaned in exhaustion, too tired to even think of fighting him. With her free arm, she grabbed the last remaining pillow on the bed. She almost knocked it off in the process, but once she had a tight grip on it she slapped it onto the Captain's face. As soon as he moved his arm to grab it, she moved away from him and got off the bed. She was acutely aware of the fact that she wasn't wearing anything.

When she heard Byakuya sit up in the bed, she lunged for the bureau. She dug through the drawers until she found one of the Captain's shirts and she pulled it on. She then grabbed a pair of his pants and threw it at him without looking his way. She had no idea what to do or say, so she just grabbed at the hem of the shirt uncomfortably as she waited for him to dress.

"It's times like these when I wish I was Daisuke and really good at talking to people," she finally murmured when he didn't say anything. Her voice was tired and lacked anything that would indicate that she wanted to be talking at all.

"Perhaps we should wait until we're fully awake before we discuss this," he suggested, brushing past her to get to the bureau.

"Yeah, well, If I was fully awake then I'd have the energy to yell and get mad," she pointed out with a sigh. "And you'd have to listen to that until I reminded myself that this was all my fault again." She groaned. "Fuck me..."

"I could have stopped you," he told her, handing her a pair of his pants and pulling out a shirt for himself. He turned his back to her to let her get them on.

"Yeah, but none of it would have happened if I'd never started it," she replied as she put on the pants.

They were too big, so she had to hold them up. When she felt his hand on her shoulder, she turned around to look at him. He watched her steadily, glad that she was, for once, quiet. He contributed that fact to the hangover she was probably suffering from, as well as being tired. Before he realized what he was doing, the hand on her shoulder moved to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. It only served to make the situation more awkward. They stared at each, neither knowing quite what they should say. Byakuya turned away abruptly, clearing his throat.

"We should get ready. Esaki and his Captain will be over to retrieve us soon," he said, heading towards the bathroom.

Rin was more than happy to flee the room and leave behind the awkward tension. As the hot water of the shower pounded down on her skin, she tried to shove what happened to the back of her mind to be forgotten forever. She didn't intend to think about it ever again. Her zanpakuto spirits, however, were not making it easy for her.

I can't believe you fucked him! I thought you hated Kuchiki, you stupid baka! Akuma snarled.

Akuma- Futago tried to tell her to stop.

Shut up, Futago! the spirit snarled.

Leave me alone, Rin thought.

Nuh-uh! Why the fuck should we?! Akuma snapped.

Akuma, that's enough. Let me speak. Rina... Why do you have a sudden change of heart about this man? The woman face palmed when she realized that even Futago was curious.

You're supposed to be on my side, you bastard! she thought angrily.

Have you always liked him? You know we can not tell anyone if you tell us.

"Of course I haven't always liked him! Fuck, he's just... Fuck!" She was speaking out loud, now.

Fuck sounds about right, Akuma said, sniggering a little.

"You! Shut the fuck up!" Rin snarled, burying her face into her hands and muffling her voice. "I just don't know, okay? Give me at least a few minutes alone to figure this shit out! I don't need either of you bastards pestering me right now!"

Now she knew she'd be thinking about it all day.

Perhaps it may help if you realized that he did not stop you last night, Rina, Futago said before falling quiet. Akuma didn't make anymore remarks, either.

That definitely didn't put her mind at ease. The implication that perhaps Byakuya felt the same way she did only made her stomach roil with anxiety. All it did was make her remember the last time she had given her heart to another. She didn't want it thrown to the ground and stomped on, not again. It was the whole reason she had locked it away where no one could get it in the first place. Now all she could think about was the fact that the noble might just have the key.

Regardless, she knew that things would be different between them. Whether for better or for worse, she had yet to see. It was a topic that would need to be discussed eventually, that was for sure. And that was definitely not something she was looking forward to. Her heart jumped when she heard a knock at the door. To her relief, it was only Daisuke.

"Rin? You've been in their for half an hour. Do you plan on getting out any time soon?" he called through the door.

"No, but do I really have much choice?" she grumbled as she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. "The fuck are you doing in my room, anyways?" She heard him sigh.

"I was just wondering if you were okay. Can I assume it's just the hangover?"

"Do what you want," she growled as she finished drying herself off and getting her shihakusho on.

She tossed the dirty things in the laundry basket and opened the door. Daisuke was sitting on her bed. When she stepped out of the bathroom, he frowned up at her. She scowled at him, but she suspected that it wasn't very effective. He held out her zanpakuto and stood. She only stared at the weapons unenthusiastically.

"I don't want to do anything today," she grumbled. "When can we finish this stupid mission and go back to Soul Society?"

She wanted at least a little bit of familiarity back in her life.

"The Head-Captain said a week. It's only been two days, Rin. You can't tell me that you're tired of this place already."

"You're right. I'm tired of the people here with me," she snapped.

She grabbed her zanpakuto and stormed out of the room. He jogged to catch up with her.

"Is this about Byakuya-sama?" he asked.

"More or less," she replied vaguely.

"Why? What happened after I left?" he pressed, looking concerned. "You two looked like you were getting along, so I thought it'd be okay..."

"Nothing, I don't want to talk about it," she mumbled, looking away.

"You're sure?"

"Daisuke, do I sound like I'm fucking unsure right now?" she yelled, glaring at him. "Do I look like I want some fucking heart to heart conversation with you?"

He stared at her in surprise. She immediately felt guilty for taking out her frustration on him, but she only looked away instead of apologizing. Fortunately, he let her be and they quietly left the house to join the others outside. She noticed the glazed over look in her Captain's eyes, telling her that he was just as tired as she was.

"I don't wanna walk around this godforsaken island looking for something that we don't even know what it is," she moaned. "The only fucking thing that fucking geezer told us was that there were more fucking hollows than usual and that weird fucking reiatsu has been found in this shit hole!"

And they didn't even have a sample as reference, since they were the first team to investigate it.

"You aren't paid to whine, Asaje," Soi-Fon snapped. The woman glared.

"You stingy bastards barely pay me anything," she snarled. "And, for the shit I put up with, I should at least be getting free meals!"

"Rin... Why don't you stop fighting and just go and get this done?" Daisuke asked tiredly. "If it makes you feel better, you and Byakuya-sama can take Takeda-san instead of Kuchiki-san with you this time," he offered.

Soi-Fon looked a little peeved that he was exchanging the quiet shinigami for the loud one, but she didn't argue. Rin folded her arms across her chest and glared at him a little longer.

"Fine," she grumbled before turning and stomping away.

A grey skinned man with fairly short, messy black hair walked down the white halls of Las Noches. He had a black upper lip and green eyes with small, slit-shaped pupils. He had teal lines trailing down from his eyes to his jaw, as if he were crying. He wore a white jacket, a black sash, and white hakama. The jacket had a fairly high collar and had long coattails.

The jacket was unzipped a little at the top, revealing a black hole located on his sternum. On the top left side of his head were layers a bones that formed a broken horned helmet. He walked with his hands in his pockets, his green katana hanging at his left hip. He passed by other arrancar in the hall, but paid them no mind.

He soon reached his destination. The arrancar withdrew one of his hands long enough to open one of the large doors and slip inside. At the other end of the room was a very tall platform. At the top was a high backed chair. Sitting in that chair with his usual, arrogant smile was Aizen Sosuke. He was sitting with his cheek resting on his fist.

"On time as always, Ulquiorra," the man purred. "What do you have to share with me?"

"They are keeping her under close watch, Aizen-sama," Ulquiorra spoke in a flat, detached voice. As if he could care less. "If you wish, I will go and retrieve her now, regardless of the amount of Captain class shinigami present." Aizen chuckled.

"No need," he said. "She will not be able to stand being under such heavy watch for long. Why do things the hard way, when we can have our prey wander right into our grasp? She will come with time. We have plenty of time to wait. If, however, things do not go as planned, you shall be given further orders.

"For now, keep them all busy by sending my hollows to that town they're monitoring. It will ensure that they'll be there long enough for us to put our plan in action. Dismissed."

Ulquiorra turned and left the room to carry out his orders immediately. Just outside the throne room, however, he was met by another arrancar. This one had light blue, spiky hair and light blue eyes that had green line below them. He wore much the same thing Ulquiorra was wearing, except the jacket was different. The sleeves were rolled up, and it was left open to show off the hollow hole located on his abdomen. The collar was upturned. His hollow mask included the right jaw bone of some predator. He had a similar, predatory grin on his face.

"I've always wondered what you girls talk about in that little throne room all day," the blue haired man growled.

"That is none of your concern, Grimmjow," Ulquiorra said.

He brushed past the taller man, but Grimmjow only followed.

"Yer still going after that little bitch, eh? Aizen showed her to us before. The hell does he want with her, anyways? What's so special 'bout her?"

"Leave, trash. If Aizen-sama wanted these matters to reach your ears, then he would have informed you," the other arrancar brushed him off. Grimmjow scowled.

"Fuck you. I only want to know if she's strong. Or if she's for the taking." He grinned.

"There are many women for you to pleasure yourself with in Las Noches," Ulquiorra retorted.

"I've never fucked a shinigami before, though," he pointed out. "And all the women here are either too weak or protected by some stronger bitch. Is she a Captain?"

"She is Captain class," Ulquiorra growled, trying to get rid of the man.

"Ha! This one'll be fun, then! Maybe I'll fight 'er then fuck 'er. Or fight 'er, get 'er healed up, and then fuck 'er. Poor bitch probably wouldn't last that long in battle, anyways..."

It was midnight, but Rin lay awake in her bed staring up at the ceiling. That day had been exhausting, but her eyes refused to close. They had discovered that even more hollows had come to the island overnight, meaning that they hadn't been able to find any of the weird reiatsu because they were busy fighting. At least it had meant that she didn't have to talk to her Captain.

She sat up, rubbing her eyes tiredly. Knowing that sleep would not come to her that night, she swung her legs off the bed and stood. She grabbed her zanpakuto just in case and went to stand outside in the sand. The ocean roared at her softly. She could just hear the soft sounds of Ichiami and Katsu sleeping over the sounds of the water.

Somewhere far in the distance, she heard the screeching of a bird. It was faint, she could barely hear it at all, but it bugged her. She was about to set out to shut it up, when her blood ran cold. It wasn't a bird at all, but a child.

While her first instinct was to go and help, she was well aware that it could be a trap. Instead of turning around to get her Captain, though, she ran across the sand to the other house. She slipped inside and found Daisuke's room. She went to his bed and shook him awake.

"Rin... What?" he mumbled once he was awake.

"I'm not allowed to go out alone. Get up, grab Dokuga, and let's go," she whispered harshly.

"Why?"

"There's no time to waste, get your ass in gear!"

He got up and grabbed his zanpakuto, letting her lead him outside. She stopped, listening for the screams. When he opened his mouth to speak, she raised a finger at him and mouthed for him to be quiet. He frowned, but nodded.

"Listen," she ordered. "Tell me I'm not crazy and that you hear a scream, too." His eye widened and he looked at her.

"A child," he said. She nodded.

"Let's go."

She began heading towards the source. Daisuke didn't follow.

"Shouldn't we grab the Captains?" he called to her, unsure.

"It'll be fine. Would you rather that I'd go alone? Hurry up before that kid becomes hollow food, Daisuke," she growled.

He sighed, but followed her none the less. They followed the scream into the outer edges of town, in a more run down area. Rin had a death grip on her zanpakuto as she dashed down the street, Daisuke following. They turned into the alley where the screams were coming from. It fell to whimpers as they approached warily.

A child was huddled in the corner where the alley ended. The only way out was up or the way they came. Daisuke checked their surroundings while Rin crouched beside the whimpering child. She placed a careful hand on his back.

"Are you all right?" she murmured. Suddenly, she felt Daisuke's reiatsu spike in alarm.

"Rin-" His cry was cut off.

She turned to confront the attacker, seeing a pale skinned man with black hair and green eyes. Daisuke lay at him feet, unconscious. Rin drew her swords and stood to confront her enemy. She was about to release her weapons, only to have someone knock her out from behind. Standing over her was the child. He grinned down at her maniacally, the knife he had used to knock her out with still in his hand. He had dark green hair and same coloured paint around his eyes like a raccoon's. Orange eyes stared out from that mask. There were bone fragments in a V-shape along his collar bone. The centre trailed down to his belly button. His hollow hole was at the base of his throat, framed by his bone mask. All he wore were white hakama held with a black sash. He was barefoot.

"Got her, Ulquiorra-sama," he said. "Are we just taking her? Or that one, too?" He nodded towards Daisuke's prone form.

"No. Grab the woman, Daniel Lipessa," the older arrancar said.

Huffing, Daniel placed the blade of the knife into his hollow hole, locking the tsuba into his mask fragments. He then grabbed Rin, hefting her over his shoulders fireman style. Though he only looked to be ten years old, he had no trouble holding the woman. Ulquiorra then opened a garganta and stepped inside with the younger arrancar following.
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