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Flawless Imperfections	By : WannaBePirate Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 5371 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. However - The OC's are all mine.

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OKAY! Listen peoples...I'm new to this whole FF stuff Soo...
There's a bit of a like sex related stuffs in this...
Now, now you perv's settle down!
I just wanted to warn you all so no one is like OMG!
I hope that it's okay? -.-
Knowing my dumb ass I'm like breaking a rule or something.
Oh, well...here goes nothin'!

Chapter Two
Kenpachi walked back into the Seireitei and towards his own personal quarters. All the while Reika grumbled at him from his shoulder. She refused to squirm and fight back, she already looked completely foolish. That and she wasn’t stupid. This man could slaughter her if he so pleased. “That’s a good girl…” The big male purred as he rubbed the back of her thigh.
“I am not some pet!” She growled before smacking him on the back of the head. “Now, put me down! I have legs for a reason!”
Kenpachi stopped walking when she hit him and resisted the urge to growl. He took hold of her with both hand. Holding her much like a child would a doll in front of him.
Reika felt the painful grip under her arms and a small whimper found its way past her lips. She glared back at the male that handled her so carelessly. “I’m going to have big fat bruises.” She grumbled with a pout.
Kenpachi smirked, all thoughts of back handing the girl for hitting him were wiped away. “I think the color will do you good.” He mentioned seriously. “Have you ever been in the sun. It’s warm, you should try it sometime.”
The girl glared, and went to grab her sword. She was going to cut this mans other eye out! She froze when she remembered. “My sword!” She finally struggled against the male and he was no where near ready for it. She fell to the ground with an oomph.
“Shit, stay still.” He scolded as he bent down to check her for any real damage. He didn’t mind her a little roughed up, in fact he preferred her scars. That didn’t mean he wanted her hurt. What fun could he have with a seriously hurt person?
The girl stood and went to run back the way they came. Kenpachi sighed and held her in place by wrapping his arms around her thin waist. ‘Mmm, perfect.’ He thought as he pulled her much smaller body back into his thick chest.
“Lemme go!” She growled, fighting down the blush that glowed on her pale cheeks.
“Nope, I don’t feel like playing chase the mouse.” He mumbled gently lifting her up off her feet, still holding her back firmly against his chest. “Now, we were heading the other way, sweetheart.” Reika cringed at the ‘sweet’ name calling, grinding her teeth she dug her nails into the male arm around her waist. “Oh, so you’re a scratcher.” He chuckled as he dipped his head to her neck. “I could use a few new scars.” He nipped at her ear before turning and continuing to carry her. Holding her tightly against his chest like a small child hugged their teddy bear. “Don’t worry you’ll get your weapon back, when I don’t have to worry about you cutting off important parts.” He hummed lightly as he rounded another corner. Reika went limp in the mans arms, allowing him to carry her to her doom.
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“Now are you going to be good.” He gently rubbed the smooth skin his hands laid upon when her shirt which lifted as he held her. Reika crossed her arms over her chest and refused to answer. Kenpachi only grinned, he liked this one. She was cute, stubborn and from what he saw a decent fighter. Maybe he’d convince her to stay for more than the night. He slowly let her feet touch the ground but still kept one arm firmly around her. He used the other to slide open the door before them. “Home sweet home.” He muttered as he began walking into the room, in turn making her walk in before him.
Reika gulped as she looked around the room. It was surprisingly clean and large. “Damn shinigami.” She muttered as he closed the door behind them. She heard the sign that he had locked the door and she sighed. He reluctantly released her waist as he pushed her further into the room.
“Don’t like shinigami, Rei?” He asked as he took a seat on one of the big cushions in the room. The girl still stood where he had left her, hiding her pretty face behind a waterfall of hair.
“It’s Reika!” She nearly screamed at him, which only cause him to chuckle. She rolled her eyes and took a seat right where she stood. “Who the hell are you? What the hell does it matter if I like them or not? And what the hell did you bring me here for? I wont have sex with you.” She stated clearly, like this was something that happened on a regular basis.
Kenpachi raised an eyebrow, “wont you?” He leaned back crossing his arms over his chest, with a smug smile on his face.
She sighed and leaned back on her hands. “Of course I wont. You literally pluck me up like a doll and bring me to your home. You honestly thought I would be all…” Suddenly her voice changed into a very feminine prissy voice. “yes captain shinigami-sama take me please.” She rolled her eyes and snorted, very unladylike. “Get real.”
Before she could even finish blinking, Kenpachi was out of his seat, across the room and on top of her. She looked up at him with wide eyes, with her back flat against the hardwood floor. “If you’re going to say that, I’d prefer my name be used, Zaraki Kenpachi.” He smirked down at her as he moved one of his hands to trail down her face. “Then again, if you offered like that, there’d be no fun in it, now would there?” Reika used all her willpower to now wiggle and squirm under the big male. “Now, now Rei.” He leaned down his lips only centimeters from her own. “I like this kind of fun, just about as much as fighting.” Reika could hear the bells in his hair jingle as he chuckled deeply.
Kenpachi lips were cruel and harsh, yet there was a underline gentleness to his kiss. After a moment of the closed mouth kiss he smirked and moved back. Placing his thumb and forefinger on her chin he opened it. Reika was in too much of a shock to resist much. Then his lips were back on hers. This time his tongue swooped in and tasted her for the first time. He made a sound in the back of his throat showing how much he appreciated her taste. It was a sweet taste, probably her own, mixed with the sour tasted of the drink she’d been drinking at the bar.
The girl held onto the front of his captains coat, yet she wasn’t sure if she did that to push him away or hold him in place. She felt her tongue move on its own, hesitantly playing back against his. It wasn’t her fault that the damn big brute was a hell of a kisser. Kenpachi chuckled against her mouth as he kissed her deeply. He went to wrap his arms around her body, to touch and feel as much as he pleased but growled unhappily.
He pulled away and looked down at the girl. Normally, a girl would be flushed and panting in a slight daze beneath him. Yet he was amused to see her glaring at him, she still was flush and her lips were slightly swollen but she still looked pissed as hell. He could help but laughed, wondering if she was pissed because he kissed her or because he stopped. His hands gripped the front of the ugly cloak around the body he so wanted to explore.
“Off!” He growled before pulling the offending object off of the girls body. “Better.” He rumbled happily as he leaned down and preceded to attack her neck with his lips.
Reika groaned in sorrow at her loss of heat she had been getting from the thick black material. Yet it was soon replaced with a warm sensation coming from the much lager body above her. She bit her lip to hold back the moan that wanted to slip free. Kenpachi got a little carried away and bit rather harshly into the smooth pale skin. Reika screeched using all her might to push the big male off of her.
“VAMPIRE!” She yelled as her hand flew to her neck.
Kenpachi glared at the girl from his spot on the floor in front of her. “I was enjoying that!” He growled at her as she looked back at him with the same glare. “And from what I could tell so were you.” He smirked as she blushed and swiftly turned her head from him.
“Nonsense!” She reasoned. “Not like I had much of a choice with your big oaf-y body pinning me to the ground.”
Kenpachi looked slightly offended by the comment. He was no oaf! He might not have been conceded but he knew he was no oaf. “And I suppose it was my fault that you stuck your tongue in my throat too, huh?” He teased as he reached out and pulled the girl back into his arms. “No shame in admitting it dear.” He chuckled as her pretty little face turned a deeper shade of red. “Now, I think we should correct your thought on my oaf-y body.” He purred into her ear before darting his tongue out and licking the shell.
In a swift motion he stood, her in tow, and literally threw her onto his bed. He smirked at the small yelp the left her pretty lips. He felt smug as her eyes widened when he pulled his arms through the sleeves of his already half open top.
Reika gulped as she watched the half naked man climb on to the bed. She cursed her body for reacting the way it did. ‘Damn brute! Being so..ugh!’ She growled as she sneered at him. She moved backwards till her back was against the wall.
Kenpachi grabbed her ankle and pulled her till she was fully under him. “You’re not going anywhere.” He growled lowly, but there was no malice in his tone. He rather liked playing with her, she had the most precious expressions. Like the way she glared at him, with that cute blush on her cheeks. He let his thick fingers trail over the little bit of exposed skin of her stomach. “Now, it’s my turn to see some skin.” He rumbled as his hand slipped under the tight material of her top.
After he was satisfied with gently rubbing his callus fingers over the surprisingly soft skin he hooked his thumb on the bottom of her top. Reika grabbed his hand, stopping him from pulling her shirt up. He frowned and looked up at her glaring face.
“Let go.” He said in a simple demand. She stubbornly shook her head but didn’t trust her voice to obey her at that moment. Kenpachi made a disapproving sound in the back of his throat. He took both of her hands into his one and pinned them above her head. Reika whined as he smirked down at her. “Tsk, tsk.” He leaned down and gently bite her bottom lip. “Should have listened.” He whispered as his other hand trailed back under her top. His rough fingers playfully ghosting over her breast.
He buried his head in her neck, tasting that sweet skin again, as his hand finally took hold of the soft flesh under her shirt. Reika bit her lip as his lips assaulted her neck and his large hand gently palmed her breast. Squeezing her eyes shut damming her body for getting excited from the mans touch. He rubbed his thumb over the bud on her breast as he leaned pulled his head back smirking. “Perfect handful.” He muttered before claiming her lips again. He brought his knee up between her legs, and his grin grew when she slowly rubbed against it.
She gasped into his mouth at the pressure and friction between her legs when he decided to press his knee to her body. He smirked as he moved down softly kissing her chin. “That’s better…” He moved lower and lifted her shirt a little bit more. He eyed another scar that was on her stomach. It didn’t look as dark as the one across her face, but it was much bigger. It ran up further than he hand lifted her shirt, with only the thought on finding out how far he bent down and ran his tongue along it.
Reika finally gave into her urge and squirmed under him, biting her lip harder to hold back a moan when his wet tongue ran up her tummy. Her shirt was high enough that he could see the bottom of her breast peeking from the bottom of it, and the scar still hadn’t ended. He nipped the bottom of her breast using his face to push the shirt up further. His hands roamed freely down her legs and up her sides. He lightly ground his hardness into her thigh, earning another gasp from her. He was only moments away from seeing those perfect sized breast. Seconds away from biting into that soft flesh and having his evil way with the stubborn woman in his bed.
“Ken-chan…” The big man turned to the voice to see his Lieutenant Yachiru, who stared at the two with child like innocence. “Whatcha doin’?”

Ken-chan is a dirtball!
Well, that's it for now...
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