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Changing the Stars	By : koorineko Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 901 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This part contains mentions of attempted sexual assault. Just a heads-up.
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The hell butterfly flitted past him just as Ikkaku entered the 11 th division's barracks, and he just spared it a fleeting glance as he made his way over to his and Yumichika's shared dorm. His hand just touched the handle on the door when the captain came barreling past him, Yachiru perched on his shoulder, the small girl frowning.
"Madarame. Come." He barely had time to register the order, and quickly used flash step to catch up.
"What's happening, taichou?"
"Unohana-taichou said te get there. Sommat 'bout disciplinary actions." Kenpachi sounded slightly nervous, as always when dealing with Unohana. That was one scary lady.
"Why are we running?" Ikkaku felt already sore muscles protesting the speed they kept.
" 'cause she said 'Immediately'."
Coming up on the fourth division's Relief Station, Kenpachi didn't even stop to knock before barreling into Unohana's office, Ikkaku in tow, but more careful.
"I see you received my message, Zaraki-taichou." Something about Unohana's voice gave Ikkaku cold shivers. Normally, the fourth division captain gave him the chills, but now something in the way she spoke made him even more nervous.
"What d'ya need me for, Unohana?"
"Ken-chan ran so fast, I nearly fell off. I don't like falling off." Yachiru frowned even deeper, the beginning of a pout spreading on her lips.
"I am sorry, little one, but I needed your Kenpachi here fast. Ayasegawa-san will be in trouble, otherwise." At the mentioning of Yumichika's name Ikkaku felt his body freeze and a lump formed in his throat. He nearly jumped when Kenpachi growled.
"Wha' did he do?"
"Oh, he didn't do anything, Zaraki-taichou, but he might do something when he wakes up. He was so angry when he came here, telling us that five members from your squad needed urgent care. He tried to leave again, but..."
"Wake up? He's unconcious?" Ikkaku heard the words and it took a second for him to register that it was him speaking.
Unohana opened her mouth to speak when a shout echoed down the hall, followed by a "Let go of me. I will KILL THEM!"
Not even flinching, Unohana just said "Seems like he's awake. Follow me."
Entering the room Unohana had indicated, Ikkaku felt his heart drop at the scene that greeted them. Yumichika lay on a bed, wrists tied to the frame with heavy restraints. The purple eyes were blazing in anger, azure blue strands flicking out to destroy anything it could reach. The fifth seat was dressed in a white kimono, chest bare as he struggled to free himself. A torn uniform lay draped over a chair, what remained of Yumichika's accessories lay in a pile of ripped fabric on the floor. Glaring at them, the beautiful man relaxed and leaned against the pillow.
"Ayasegawa-san, I want you to tell us what happened." Unohana's voice was soft, yet commanding. She would wait, if necessary, but everyone knew better than to argue with her.
"Can you take Yachiru out of here, please?" Yumichika's voice was soft, but without the silken tone it carried when he was yearning for battle. "I don't want her to hear."
"Yachiru, leave." Kenpachi didn't even look at the girl when she jumped down and left under muttered protests.
Eyes closing as if making a decision, the flow of power slowly calmed and when Yumichika looked at them again, his eyes just looked tired.
"I hate fights like this, Ikkaku. They are so not beautiful, and I feel dirty." Red light filled Ikkaku's vision as he realized what his friend was talking about. He crouched down by the bed and took one of the smaller man's hands to calm himself. "I grew so tired of it when we were wandering. I didn't want to fight like that again."
"Can you explain what you mean, Ayasegawa-san?" The female captain seemed unmoved, and Ikkaku glared at her. The slim hand in his tightened, as if trying to reassure the bald man.
"I don't mind fighting to save someone or just to kill, Unohana-taichou. I am in the 11 th division after all." Another deep breath, and sadness crept up over Ikkaku's senses. "I have never allowed anyone to touch me without my consent, and I will never allow anyone to do that either. They tried, again, and failed, again. I am just tired of having to defend myself against it."
A deep growl ripped the air, and all eyes turned to Zaraki. Demonic anger flared in the yellow eye visible and the air seemed to tremble.
"Who?" The captain's voice was not even close to human, snarling out the word.
"Please, taichou. I need to take care of this myself, or they will never leave me alone." Ikkaku had never felt more proud of his friend or more frightened for his safety.
"Fine." Kenpachi turned to leave. "Patch'im up and make the cowards able to fight, Unohana-taichou. I want'em at the old training grounds behind 10 th as soon as possible." As the captain left, he added. "And send a Relief team. I don' wanna replace the weaklings."
Ikkaku refused to leave the room as the tiny seventh seat, whose name he could never remember, fixed his friend's injuries, making sure none of the cuts would scar. Kotetsu-fukutaichou came by with a new uniform, anger and worry battling in her eyes. She left quickly, with a whispered "Give them hell" which made both of them smile. Three hours later, the two of them were at the training grounds, most of the 11 th squad and an assortment of other people, including Unohana, Ukitake, Kyouraku and Hitsugaya, with their vice-captains, and Abarai taking up seats along the edges of the field. Kenpachi was standing just two steps behind them, Yachiru being hoisted off to Ise-fukutaichou.
Across the field the drunk from the previous night stood, four of his friends standing next to him. They were all visibly shaking, seemingly terrified, and Ikkaku felt morbid happiness swell in his chest. They had tried to jump Yumichika and failed, and now they didn't even have the element of surprise. Ikkaku knew that only their commander's order not to kill them would hold Yumichika back.
Kenpachi took a few steps out into the middle of the field and slowly looked up at their audience.
"A few hours ago, members of my own division attacked their superior officer with the intent to disgrace said officer because of his looks and status." The strong voice echoed across the stadium, and Ikkaku was sure half of Rukongai could hear it. It was followed by boos and hisses from the 11 th division. "This is unacceptable. We're a fighting division. We face our opponent one-on-one and we never EVER force consent!" A hiss of a blade sang loudly in the following silence, and Ikkaku looked over at Yumichika's drawn zanpakuto. Shame tinted the pale cheeks, but the eyes were determined. "As punishment for the perpetrators and retribution, Ayasegawa Yumichika will get the chance to bash these imbeciles' heads in. I don' pick people for their looks."
Then he stepped back and Yumichika took the field. Their captain was probably not the best at personal interaction, but Yumichika had asked for a chance to put a stop to the nonsense.
Ikkaku wasn't sure if he missed anything in what followed, it happened so fast. Sensing their impending doom, the five unseated shinigami drew their katana and charged, only to be met by a wall of pain. Ikkaku knew Yumichika could move fast, and the pain and weariness only fueled the determination. In a blur of black and steel, his friend easily knocked down all five of them, blood splattering on the grass from cuts randomly distributed. With a cold look rivaling Kuchiki-taichou's Yumichika looked down on the fallen shinigami, blood dripping from the blade of his sword, and Ikkaku fought to breath. The raw power flowing around his friend and the calm with which he had avenged himself took his breath away, and the cheers thundering down from the seats made his heart swell. The Kenpachi spoke up again.
"I'll personally continue this form of punishment anytime a similar act is revealed, no matter wha' division the accused belong to. You do NOT assault the members of the 11 th division. You fight with us or against us, or get out of our way."
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