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Forged Confessions	By : BookMaggot Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Ukitake/Shunsui Views: 3963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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This story is flowing nicely, so I'm writing while the muse is still kickin'! So enjoy :)
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Smothered Starlight
Kenpachi Zaraki stood outside his division, the cool night air doing wonders for his raging soul. It had been a trying day, but all in all he was happy with the outcome. At least he’d knocked some heads before finishing up. They weren’t even a match for him but it had been fun. The small joys he could take he would grab, and today, though tiresome with dubious amounts of boring ass paperwork, had at least given him something to enjoy.
He looked up into the sky, there was no moon tonight but the stars were bright. He was never sentimental but the night sky always calmed him in some ways. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The scent of smoke filtered in on the breeze, he opened his eyes and frowned.
Smoke billowed up into the air. Great dark puffs of it, cascading the heavens, and smothering the stars.
“That’s from Juuy!” a small voice said as tiny hands grabbed unto his shoulder, “Is he having a barbeque?”
“Aren’t ya suppose to be in bed?” he asked, though admittedly a little distracted. Something didn’t feel right.
“Yip!” she said and giggled happily, “Let’s go! Barbeques have yummy food!”
Kenpachi watched the smoke for a moment longer. That was too big for a barbeque. He wasn’t a very perceptive man in some ways. He never cared what others did or didn’t do. But this wasn’t right; he could taste it on the wind, something was wrong. So with little thought or plan he charged forwards, running the whole way to the peaceful division. Thankfully Yachiru actually did know how to get there.
When he go there the flames licked to the sky. Windows were filled with it, like a great raging demon trying to break free of its casing. But that wasn’t what had him worried. Above the roar of flames he could feel a small pulse of reiatsu. Jushiro was still in there.
“Yachiru, go get that pipsqueak from tenth!” he yelled above the roar of flames, “We need somethin’ to kill tha fire!”
“Okay Ken-chan!” and in a flash she was gone.
Alone he got to work. He tore of a piece of haori, splashed it into the nearby pond and quickly wrapped it around his face. He ran to the front door, the flames already licking at the wooden boards on the bridge, and kicked it open. The heat was near impossible. The flames rushed out, and he shielded his face before taking a look inside. The blazing inferno had consumed everything. It ran up the walls, tearing down pictures of family and friends. Furniture, clothes, food everything was being swallowed by the fire.
He ran in, keeping as far away from the heat as possible. Through the smoke he struggled onwards, the black soot tearing his eyes. He wiped at them, and pressed onwards, following the small pulse of reiatsu.
Kenpachi stumbled into a small room, and sure enough through blurred eye sight and billowing smoke he could see the figure of the old Captain sprawled on the floor, miraculously untouched by the flames. He was barely breathing, and seemed to be unconscious. But he was reaching for something, whatever it was it was already up in flames. Vaugely he picked up the sense of despair and longing through the smoke, barely there, just on the outskirts of the raging fire. But strong enough to make him pause, the same sense of dread pooled in his stomach.
But he didn't have to time to analyze.
He grabbed him, and flung him over his shoulder. The floor creaked ominously. Kenpachi wiped his eyes with his free hand, and without thought just ran for it. The floorboards shattered under his weight, he stumbled, barely keeping upright and kept running. The bar above the door slowly sagged, it snapped, barely holding up and he quickly picked up speed.
He leapt through the door, the whole thing crashing down at his heels and he hit the freezing water head first.
Beneath the water he could see the flames running on the surface, the golden glow chasing the sky. Fish caught in its beam, illuminated by the burning light. In between items filtered from the broken floorboards. Books, photo's, dishes and personnel possessions. Everything consumed by fire or drowned by water. His lungs tightened and he quickly swam for shore. Knowing his burden didn’t have much time.
He staggered out of the water into the cool night air, Jushiro still flung over his right shoulder. The man was quiet, but a soft steady pulse of reiatsu assured him he was still living. No matter how small that life was right now.
He stumbled a few steps, haggard coughs tearing up his burning lungs, and vaguely he wondered if this was how the man felt everyday. He coughed and coughed, and finally collapsed just beyond the small bridge. Voices filtered into his hearing. Jushiro was lifted from him and he looked up into the concerned face of Unohana.
She was saying something but he wasn’t about to be coddled. He stood up on his own and waved her off. No matter how much he swayed he was still on his own damn two feet, and that counted for something. She took his palm and pressed something into it before walking off, probably to help Jushiro.
He coughed again and looked at the small green pill. He had his pride. He didn’t need to be coddled. But he wasn’t stupid either. Making sure no one was looking he popped it into his mouth and felt instant relief to his burning throat and lungs. The mint freshness washing over him.
A sudden breath of ice had him turning around and he watched dispassionately as the boy iced the entire building in one great sweep of his sword, smothering the flames and smoke in hissing snow.
“Ken-chan!” Yachiru cried happily jumping up on his shoulders, “You’re hair is smoking!”
But he wasn’t listening, he watched silently as Jushiro was taken away by the fourth. It wasn’t a new occurrence. In fact it was about monthly. The flames were doused, the man was out of the inferno but he couldn’t help but still feel that sense of dread. Something was still very wrong.
His mind sprang back to how the old Captain had been reaching for something, passed out barely breathing but his hand outstretched to that flaming item. The clear sense of dread in his stomach, the taste of despair in the smoke. Kenpachi turned back to the smouldering remains of the building and wondered.
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Not as long as the first but definitely needed.... I hope lol, thanks for reading and lemme know what you all think :)
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