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Like a Bullet	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9264 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Like a Bullet

Fandom: Bleach

Part: 20

Pairings: Many

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AN: Ahhh, this was supposed to be posted last week if not for the fact that I was at my siblings place and didn’t have my flash drive. Sorry you guys!
But on a side note, until I finish editing my next mini story (which is currently a Yu Yu Hakusho) Tales of a Broken Society will be updated on Tuesdays. :D

RenXichiLoverzz: *chuckles* Yes, she's a bit on the delusional side but I do hope that at the end where I explain her problems that she'll have more understanding. Still not one of my favorite characters.

But I'm glad that you enjoy what I'm writing. To keep updated on what I'm posting when, check my profile. :3

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Staring at his phone, eyes narrowed, Ryuuken wondered if he shouldn’t pull out the secured to death computer and call them that way instead. He knew he would have to do it anyways, but he didn’t want to really deal with the cords. Finally giving in, he pulled out the case and started to set up the laptop, making sure that everything was properly connected.
Once the set up was complete, he sat back, gray eyes dark in thought as he stared at the blank screen. Sighing, Ryuuken reached out, wondering just why he was calling his past before looking at the family picture that they had just taken just a year ago. Ichigo and Uryuu smiled from next to him, both looking so very happy.
“I’m doing this for Ichigo-kun. I’m doing this for all of us,” Ryuuken sighed, running a hand over his face. Flipping the computer on, he was waiting for someone to answer his video call.
“What a surprise to see you again, Ryuuken-san,” came the sweet voice of a well remembered woman. A braid sat trailing down her chest, while large, dusty gray eyes gazed at him from a kind face.
“You haven’t changed a bit, Unohana-san,” Ryuuken drawled, smiling softly at her. “I don’t call for myself today though.”
“Tell me then, Ryuuken-san, who do you call for?” Unohana asked, leaning forward, her calmness radiating even over the computer.
As Ryuuken talked with Unohana, telling her about the murders and what had happened in the last few weeks to Ichigo, Jin was staring at his own computer, talking with Orihime. He was setting up a meeting with her as he contemplated what he was going to do next.
“What am I going to do?” Jin murmured to himself before reading the new comment from Orihime. “What can I do about the slut who wishes for a pussy she asks,” he snorted, leaning back in his chair as he thought of what she could do to the man. “So very many things, but nothing I’m willing to let you do. The dear cross dresser is mine to do with as I like.”
Responding, making sure that he kept his real thoughts out of it, Jin offered her a chance to meet those who would enjoy helping her get the thorn out of her side. He told her that they knew how to do it best and would let her have all she wanted in life.
Of course, most of what he promised was bullshit. He would use her until he got what he really wanted and once her usefulness was over with Jin planned on turning into a toy for his Bounts, at least until they got bored of using her.
But until then…
Jin gazed out of his window, taking in the view of the city as it lit up around him. It was a lovely sight, that was for sure, and Jin had to admit that he was glad that he had listened to Sawatari about buying the building and turning it into a hotel with the top floor sealed off completely. It gave them another place to stay, hidden from the world as they either planned what they would do next or came down from a mission. It was soothing, allowing him to find his center, find the point where he could focus on what they were about to do next.
Lately, his mind had been filled with worry, something tickling at his mind and just out of reach. Jin didn’t know what he had to worry about; everything was going well for him, going well for all of them. Except for Cain, who had holed himself up in his room again, hiding away from everyone. He had given his report, adding verbal details to the rather dryly written report, handed over the newest video and hidden away soon after, ashamed of himself, even knowing that Jin didn’t blame him for a single thing.
Sighing lowly, Jin stood up and moved towards his liquor cabinet, pouring a glass of whiskey, adding an ice cube to it. Swirling it about, he stood before his window once more, watching the lights twinkle below him. The sounds of his people barely reaching him in his room as he waited for Orihimes response to his offer to meet and soon, feeling as his impatience tries to get the better of him. He wanted to kick start the last phase of his plan and as soon as he possible could.
The ding of his computer told him that she had responded, drawing him away from his window. Finding a meeting time, an address, her picture and a short message telling him she would be waiting for him, he smirked and finished his whiskey before dressing. A simple pair of jeans and a button up shirt covering his body, he left the penthouse apartment with a smug look on his face. Walking down the street towards the park where she wanted to meet, the red eyed man lit a cigarette and enjoyed the night air as the smoke played around his head. So far, things were going well for him.
He found the park, and soon after, the gazebo where a red headed woman stood, waiting for him to arrive at the place of their choice. She was wearing a rather short skirt that left long legs and creamy skin free to the air and sight. She also wore a tank top that was cut low, flattering her cleavage, which was ample. Her hair had been tugged upwards into a ponytail, spilling down her back. All in all, a beautiful picture.
The sight of her disgusted Jin and he fought to keep his face pleasant and turned his mind to how Ichigo would look in such an outfit. It was a pleasant image to his inner mind and helped keep the smile on his lips as he walked up to Orihime.
“Orihime-san, I’m Jin Kariya. We talked about fulfilling your desire to get back at Ichigo Kurosaki for screwing you over and having led you on for so many years,” Jin purred, smiling lightly as he shook her hand. He received a flirtatious smile in return.
“Jin-san, a pleasure to finally meet you,” she said happily, running light gray eyes over the male before her. She had to admit that he looked much better then she had originally thought. He was lean, fit and strong, much better looking then Isshin and Ichigo in her eyes. His coloring was just a bonus for her. “Please sit down,” she offered, sitting down on the bench that ran the length of the gazebo herself. Smoothing down her skirt, she watched as Jin dropped his cigarette butt onto the ground, snuffing it with his foot before taking a seat next to her.
“From what I read, Kurosaki jerked you around back in high school, made you look like a fool in the long run, right?” Jin asked, pulling out a fresh cigarette, letting the methanol slide over his taste buds. Orihime looked sad as she pulled out a tissue from her purse, dabbing at her eyes.
“He lied to us all when he hid such a thing from us, and then he went behind our backs to date such men. I met his exs,” she admitted, looking up through her lashes to gauge Jins’ reaction. He was looking interested, which was a good sign for her. “They were all what Tatsuki has called ass hounds. All they wanted was sex from him and he willingly gave it up to them, no thought to his reputation or his families. If any of his exs bragged or talked about their time with Ichigo and it got back to any of their friends, their reputations would have been ruined. And he thought nothing of it, hurting Isshin in the long run.”
“Such an insult,” Jin purred, smirking as Orihime sighed softly and nodded her head before smiling up at him.
“It was,” Orihime said sweetly, biting her bottom lip, eyelashes sweeping downward again. “And now he’s come back. And he’s talking about turning that gorgeous house into a storage area and actually live there. Can you imagine the revolving door that his house will have? He’s already living with someone who can have anyone he would want, but is with that slut.”
“Well, I can help you get your revenge and show him just how fucked Ichigo Kurosaki is from having hurt you,” Jin said, smiling winningly, lifting one of her hands and kissing the back of it. “Let me tell you all about the Bounts and how you can help us as we help you,” he purred, eyes smoldering.
“Do tell me,” Orihime breathed, smiling brightly. Jin smirked and laid out the plan, adding a few false details that she didn’t’ know were false. Later that night, Jin was chuckling to himself as he laid back in his bed, eyes lazy. The next day, he would introduce Orihime to everyone and let Koga start her lessons, slowly making it so that when the time came, she would be the perfect pet.
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