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Chapter 24

The Gotei 13 had arrived in fake Karakura Town in time to meet Aizen there. Head-Captain Yamamoto had quickly trapped Aizen, Gin, and Tosen within a fortress of flames, giving everyone time to take care of the Espada that had followed him from Hueco Mundo. The older looking Espada had sent his fraccion to take care of the pillars that allowed the real Karakura Town to remain in Soul Society. The shinigami stationed at each pillar, Madarame Ikkaku, Ayasegawa Yumichika, Kira Izuru, and Hisagi Shuuhei, had made quick work of each arrancar.

All except one. Daisuke's head snapped around when he sensed the destruction of one of the pillars. Madarame had fallen. He turned to Soi-Fon.

"Captain, permission to back up 3rd Seat Madarame?" he said. She nodded once.

"Go," she said.

Just as he was about to use shunpo, Tetsuzaemon Iba called out to him.

"Esaki, take these!" He tossed the dark skinned man a bag filled with poles. "Place them at the edge, it'll stop Karakura from returning!" he yelled. Daisuke nodded.

"Hai, Lieutenant!" He disappeared.

He arrived in time to prevent the arrancar from administering the final blow to the bald man. He slammed his foot into the side of his head, sending him flying. He wasted no time in positioning the poles to stop the transition. He then tossed aside the empty bag and grabbed his zanpakuto, getting into a battle stance as the arrancar struggled free of the rubble.

"I've come to aid you, Madarame," he said to the prone shinigami. Ikkaku scowled.

"I don't need your help!" he snapped.

Daisuke looked pointedly at the man's broken zanpakuto, which he still clutched in his hand.

"You've already failed your mission. Don't make it worse by denying that you need help and getting killed in the end."

Ikkaku gritted his teeth in frustration. He struggled to his feet, but when he stepped forward to re-enter the fight, Daisuke placed a firm hand on his chest.

"Fall back," he ordered. "You're in no condition to be fighting."

The arrancar then leapt free of the rubble, landing in front of Daisuke. When he straightened to his full height, he was twice Daisuke's size. His mask was made up of a large plate on his broad chin with horn like appendages on it. His hollow hole was hidden beneath his white uniform. The arrancar had a bored look on his face.

"Huh. Another shinigami. You're powerful, as well. Tell me, would you hold back your power like your comrade did?" the arrancar spoke with a huge, deep voice. Daisuke looked at Ikkaku out of the corner of his eye briefly.

"Don't worry. I don't think I'll need my full power in order to take care of you," Daisuke murmured.

"You intend to fight me, even though you only possess one eye?" the arrancar rumbled in surprise. "What is your name, shinigami?"

"You should rejoice that I'm not yet fully recovered. It'll draw out this fight a little longer than I wish it. I am Esaki Daisuke, member of Squad 2."

"No seat? What a disappointment. I am Choe Neng Poww. Remember it well. It is the name of the one who will crush you." He grabbed his wakizashi from within his sleeve and drew it. Daisuke leapt back when he felt Poww gathering power. "Breathe...Calderon."

Daisuke grabbed Ikkaku and ran when the arrancar started growing in size at an incredible rate. He used shunpo and reappeared on one of the still remaining buildings a little ways away. He left the 3rd Seat there and disappeared as the other defenders of the pillars arrived. His opponent now looked like a white whale with arms. Poww towered above the buildings. Daisuke heard him groaning about being exhausted.

"Crushing things is so tiresome..." he moaned. "I'm so...tired... Let us finish this, shinigami, before I fall asleep." Daisuke didn't reply as he drew his weapon.

"Bite, Dokuga!"

Now that Poww was even bigger and slower than before, Daisuke's speed was his greatest advantage. It was easy to dodge when the arrancar swung a giant fist at him.

"You can't kill me with such puny weapons," Poww drawled as he swung his other fist at the man.

"While that may be true, I don't intend to kill you," Daisuke said.

He landed on the arrancar's back and plunged both his daggers hilt deep into his foe. Poww howled in pain and reached back to grab him. Daisuke disappeared, leaving his weapons embedded in the giant's back. Though the giant was unable to grasp the daggers with his huge hands and remove them, he laughed.

"What will you do now that your weapons are gone, shinigami?!" he boomed as he reached for his prey once more. Daisuke easily evaded him.

"I will wait. It'll take a while, since your body is so large, but the poison will take you all the same," the dark skinned man said simply.

Poww's eyes widened, and his hand reached back to try and remove the daggers with renewed determination. It was to no avail, the weapons remained imbedded hilt deep within him.

"Poison?!" he said in disbelief.

"Yeah. Don't worry, my poison isn't the kind that kills. I wouldn't use it if it did. It will merely sap all your strength until you are unable to even hold your Resurrecion form, much less move and attack me. It will be hours until you recover enough. By then, this battle will be over and your fate determined by the Captains."

Poww's eyes widened. Both of them knew full well that the Gotei 13 would have no intention of letting the arrancar live should they win the battle. The arrancar roared in rage, and attacked Daisuke once more. This time, the man let the attack hit him. Daisuke caught the blow. His arms trembled with the effort, and his teeth gritted. Still, he managed to speak.

"Your attacks lack power. You're already feeling the effects," he commented.

Using shunpo, Daisuke appeared in front of the arrancar's face. His fist smashed forward, and he was able to unbalance the giant. Poww stumbled back, turning in order to catch himself as he fell to the ground. He was unable to push his bulk back into a standing position again. Daisuke landed on the arrancar's back.

"It seems your great size is working against you now. You've barely lost a fifth of your strength, yet you are unable to stand up."

He grabbed his daggers and pulled them free before sealing them. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion when the one beneath him chuckled.

"Fool... I have no need to fight. Another comes, and she is much more powerful than I," Poww warned.

Daisuke's eye widened when, as the arrancar spoke, he sensed another reiatsu heading towards them. Fast. He whipped around, blocking his new enemy's sword. He looked into the eyes of a young woman who had a feline grin on her face.

"Oh ho? Felling this great, fat lump was no fluke, after all!" she exclaimed, leaping away.

She had long, blond hair and two small braids framing her face. Her eyes were a dark, emerald green and she wore a white dress. It was wrapped around her tightly, with gaps that revealed long stretches of fair skin and most of her cleavage. She was wearing the classic arrancar sandals, with the backs elevated like heels. Her hole wasn't visible, but her mask was. It was around her neck like a necklace, with the teeth of a cat lining the bottom. Daisuke remembered seeing her in the same garganta as the female Espada.

"My, aren't you easy on the eyes?" The woman sighed dreamily.

"Who are you?" Daisuke asked.

"I am Jezebel Cala Travannah," she introduced herself proudly. "One of Aizen-sama's most beloved. So much so, that he promised me a position among the Espada as well as the ability to choose who I want once we achieve victory. We have already lost Aaroniero-sama and Zommari-sama."

"Aizen only brought the Espada and their fraccion. Do you belong to that other woman?" She scoffed.

"Of course not. I only belong to Aizen-sama. I am one of the newer arrancar, but Aizen-sama claims that he sees potential in me. I am here to be tested in true battle for the first time. My first prey item shall be you, and I don't intend to disappoint my lord. In the name of Aizen-sama, I will eliminate you!" she yelled proudly before disappearing.

She's fast, Daisuke thought, using shunpo to avoid her attack.

He put distance between them as she rushed him once more, using the opportunity to identify her strengths and weaknesses. He saw an opening as she closed in, and jabbed his blade forward. Jezebel hissed in pain, but got her revenge by cutting him across his chest. The slash was shallow, but blood still spilt from the wound.

"Good, good!" she exclaimed, slamming her foot into his side and sending him crashing through the window of a nearby building.

The glass left deep cuts all over. Especially in his left arm, which had hit first. His sword lay on the floor a couple of feet away. He ripped away the remains of his sleeve before grabbing his sword and attacking the woman, who had entered the building to pursue him. She blocked the attack with only one hand on her sword.

With her free hand, she touched her lips and motioned blowing a kiss at him. A cero formed at her fingertips, instead. Due to the confinements of the building they were in, Daisuke was unable to dodge and the attack hit him head on.

He was blown out of the building and slammed into the wall of another. He was now covered in severe burns. Everything ached as he pushed himself out of his self made crater. His eye widened when Jezebel appeared in front of him. She brought her face close, brushing her lips against his.

"So strong..." she breathed in a husky voice. "Oh my, I may not be able to kill a piece of work such as yourself. Perhaps I will take you as my pet, instead."

Release our Shikai,imbecile! Dokuga raged when Jezebel gave him a quick peck on the lips. He swung his sword, but she disappeared with a loud bang.

"Bite, Dokuga!" Daisuke listened to his zanpakuto spirit and released his weapons.

"You're so cute, trying to fight back!" Jezebel exclaimed.

He leapt at her, feigning to the right. She quickly caught on to his tactics, and met him when he went left instead. He tried to cut her, but she blocked and twirled out of his range. Like a cat waiting to pounce upon its prey, she tensed in preparation to leap. Daisuke prepared himself.

Only one cut, he told himself. One cut, and I'll have her.

She licked her lips and once again gave him a cat liked grin. She ran the tips of her fingers along the length of her blade.

"Pounce, Demonio del Gato," she purred.

Like a cheetah, Jezebel now had black tear marks trailing from her eyes to the end of her jaw, beneath her ears. Her mask was now on her head in the form of a helmet with cat ears. She wore a cheetah pelt, with a fluffy ruff around her neck. The pelt tapered to a point and hung down to her feet like a tail. Instead of her dress, she was wearing a black body suit with yellow cheetah spots on it. Her forearms were sheathed in bony gauntlets tipped with deadly claws.

And then she disappeared from his sight line. He turned, knowing that she would attack from behind, but was too slow. A powerful kick sent him flying into the ground. As he was pushing himself up, she grabbed the back of his torn shihakusho, purposely tearing his flesh with her claws, and flung him down the street.

Bankai. Use our Bankai, Dokuga urged as Daisuke slid to a stop. His voice was filled with need.

No. I can win without it, Daisuke refused.

This time, he was on his feet fast enough to meet Jezebel head on. He blocked her attack when she brought her claws down on him and slammed his foot into her stomach. He swung for her exposed middle with his other dagger, but she blocked with her gauntlet.

"Stop holding back!" she growled. For the first time, he heard irritation in her voice.

He ignored her and tried to cut her again, but she caught he wrist and threw him into another building. She sauntered over as he picked himself up from the ground once more.

"You can't win if you do not let loose," she purred. "Maybe some more scars on that pretty face of yours will make you change your mind."

His head jerked back when she tried to claw him. The tips caught his eye patch instead and tore it off. While she was busy recoiling at the ugly scar where his eye had once been, he sprung to his feet and attacked. Much to his relief, he saw the blade slice into her. She leapt back, her hand going to the wound across her chest.

Daisuke knew that it was only a matter of time until the battle was won. Seeing the rage in her eyes when she looked back at him, he acknowledged the fact that he would have to survive her fury, first. When she leapt forward, her claws at the ready, he decidedly changed his tactics and focused his energies into evading her, instead.

"Fool!" she screamed. "You think one little cut will ensure you victory?!"

"To be honest, no, but it'll even the odds," he replied as he leapt straight up to avoid another attack.

He kicked out his leg, slamming his foot into the side of her head. Jezebel's anger had made her foolish. She bared her teeth at him and swung her fist forward. Daisuke saw the reiatsu form at the end of her fist a second before the bala slammed into him. She sent dozens more after him, but he was able to regain his wits and avoid them by entering one of the buildings.

Now that his sword was released, he would be able to attack in the confined hallways. He heard rather than sensed Jezebel when she tore through the wall in pursuit. He was able to see the tiniest difference in the speed of her movements as the poison took affect. It gave him the slight advantage he needed in order to block and dodge her blows.

The moment an opening showed itself, he jabbed his dagger forward. It cut deep into her cheek. With his other dagger, he left a deep cut in her side. She leapt away when he tried to press the offensive.

"How is this possible?!" she demanded. "How are you faster, now?!"

"No, I'm not faster. On the contrary, you have gotten slower," he corrected.

Screaming with rage, she lunged, slicing her claws down his front and tearing away the remains of his kosode and shitagi. Using shunpo, he got in behind her and cut her open. She arched her back in pain when she felt the cold steel slash into her flesh. She turned to counter the attack, but he danced out of reach.

She staggered forward to try and attack him again, but Daisuke caught her wrist and pulled it to unbalance her. He stepped to the side, letting her fall past him. Seeing that she still had the strength to stand, he placed his foot on her back and maintained just enough pressure to keep her down. He waited until the poison had completely immobilized her before he sat down with his back against a nearby building.

"Why don't you kill me?" Jezebel demanded.

"I don't like to be the one to determine the fate of my enemies. Fortunately, the ability of my zanpakuto makes that easy as long as I don't hit my opponent's organs. The poison doesn't affect your vitals unless I purposely introduce it," he explained tiredly. He was tearing away the fabric at the bottom of his hakama in order to wrap his wounds.

"Huh... Strong, pretty, and merciful..." she muttered. "Of course I would end up being defeated by someone like you," she spat. "Don't even get the honour of dying in battle. It doesn't matter, though. Aizen-sama will win this battle in the end..."

Her eyes shut and she fell unconscious. Her Resurrecion melted away. Daisuke sealed and sheathed his weapon before standing and taking Jezebel's. He grabbed her weapon and put it aside. He silently thanked her for not making him release Bankai. He still feared that he would lose control, like he had the first time he released it.

72 Years Ago

Rukongai was dangerous, to say the least. Not only were there thugs and murderers, but the seasons were harsh and food was scarce in the higher districts. However, the most poisonous flower could still be beautiful. There were places in the districts that were unmatched anywhere in the three dimensions; Hueco Mundo, the World of the Living, and Soul Society.

One of those places was a small lake. The sun reflected off its waters, making the surface glitter whenever the skies were clear. The water teemed with fish that were fit to eat, making it a good place to live for souls who needed the food. No one lived there, though. Not in the summer, when the water was almost completely dried up and the fish few and far between. Still, life still existed in the dry forest surrounding the shrivelled lake.

"You'll have to try harder than that!" Rin yelled as she deftly dodged Daisuke's attack. He grinned at her.

"Now you're just asking for trouble!" he replied.

He jabbed forward with his sword, meaning to catch her arm, but she leapt straight up into the trees. She flitted through the branches until she was behind him, and shot a well aimed sphere of reiatsu at his back. He cried out in surprise just before getting a face full of dirt. These occurrences weren't rare when sparring with the woman, who was not only hard on her students but also possessed a wicked sense of humour. She laughed at his prone form on the ground.

"More like the other way around," she purred. "Use your surroundings to your advantage, Daisuke. If there are obstacles, make them your goddamn strength in a battle."

He flipped over onto his back and crossed his arms beside his head with an exhausted sigh. His zanpakuto lay on the ground beside him.

"It was a lot easier when we were training around the cliffs. You were so afraid that you were going to fall that you got distracted. It was almost always an easy win," he said. She gave him a deadly look.

"Fuck you. I wasn't afraid of falling!" she snapped. "It was slippery and I took the cliff side to make sure you didn't fall, you wuss!"

Daisuke knew, though, that only when she was truly committed to the battle did her fear of heights and falling not affect her at all. Even sitting in the tree like she was now was approaching the limit of how high she would go on unstable surfaces. She slipped off her branch and landed on the ground neatly. She held out her hand to help him up.

"We're approaching the hot part of the day," she said, changing the subject. "We'll take a break now. I want you prepared to use Bankai by evening. It's about time we started training with it."

They hadn't trained with his Bankai since he had achieved it a week ago. Even the man himself wasn't exactly sure of its abilities. He had nearly died in his battle with Dokuga, who had done everything within his power to try and kill Daisuke. The zanpakuto spirit's animosity towards the one who wielded him was unexplainable to both him and Rin.

The injuries the dark skinned man had sustained had left him unable to do much for a few days afterwards. Only today had Rin allowed him to return to training. His wounds still ached, though, and he was more tired than usual after this training session.

"You're sure?" he asked, taking her hand and letting her help him to his feet.

"You didn't train ten years just so you could do nothing with it," she growled sarcastically. He laughed.

"That's true. But do you really think I'll need it?" he asked. She looked at him, and he saw all the amusement slip from his friend's face.

"You will if you're going to join the Gotei 13," she told him in a soft tone. "You'll make a good Captain when that happens."

"As would you."

The woman loved to be in charge, and was comfortable with giving out orders. But she only shook her head.

"I already told you that I can't go back. Not with Hatori there," she said, her quiet tone immediately growing hard. He frowned at her, but didn't press the issue.

The sun sank slowly behind the distant mountains. Rin only allowed Daisuke to sit and watch it for a little while before they went to work. The woman could see his muscles tensed in hesitation and fear. She didn't blame him. He didn't like the ability of his Shikai, how one slip up could end up killing his enemy. She knew that he feared that his Bankai would be worse.

"It'll be fine," she said gruffly, about as close to comforting someone she would get. "We're alone out here. There's no one here to hurt."

Except you, Daisuke thought. Still he drew his weapon.

"Bankai."

On his hands were clawed gauntlets with retractable daggers on top. Daisuke's brown eyes were now green, with wide pupils to aid his night sight as the world grew dark. Ears sprouted from his head and a tail grew as well, both the colour of his hair. His reiatsu literally exploded, but the power didn't surprise Rin at all.

Dokuga Chi Hoeru was the name of his Bankai. The man looked at one of the gauntlets, both hating and admiring what it meant for his Hakuda skills whenever he used this form. Rin, on the other the other hand, muttered a long string of swears.

"Well, shit. Why couldn't you get something ranged? This just makes it harder for me!" she exclaimed. Daisuke chuckled.

"Are you going into Bankai?" he asked. She shrugged.

"Maybe. If I told you, it'd ruin the surprise. You ready?"

"Yes, let's go."

The moon was absent from the sky as Rin and Daisuke trained late into the night. The man was tired and nearing the end of his limit. The sheer output of power it created made his muscles ache, but Rin insisted that he keep it up for as long as possible. It became clear, though, as they continued, that it was growing harder and harder for the man to move.

Suddenly, both of them froze, sensing movement in the darkness. They didn't even have time to share a look before the open area they were training in erupted into complete and utter chaos. Rin's war cry split the noise as she hurled herself into battle against the ambush of hollows. Daisuke didn't hesitate and started tearing into the dark monsters.

Much to Daisuke's surprise, though, he found strength flowing back into his weakening muscles with each hollow he eliminated. It gave him an incredible rush. With each kill, his thirst for that rush grew, and he start fighting with more vigour. The reluctance that usually dragged at him when he fought vanished as he indulged on the high each kill brought. His head swung around, his sharp eyes searching for more, but there was nothing. When he heard a voice, he whipped around.

"Bastards concealed their reiatsu somehow. Fuck, that's supposed to be my trick..." the speaker trailed off, looking at him when she realized he was staring. "Daisuke? What's wrong? Why are you staring at me...like that...?"

He barely registered any of her words. All he felt was the delicious reiatsu that leaked from her. Even more so, as she had just come out of battle. She was caught completely off guard when he grabbed the front of her kosode and dragged her in close. The concern in her gaze quickly turned to alarm and she instinctively began to struggle against his iron grip.

"Daisuke...! What the fuck?!" she hissed, astonished by his roughness.

He drew back his fist, unsheathing the dagger. Her eyes fixated on it, and she reacted. Her foot slammed into his middle, making him stumble back. She quickly backed away. Daisuke felt rage that wasn't his own overtake his reasoning. He snarled at her.

"Give it to us!" he said in a voice that wasn't his own. She flinched.

"W-what?" she stuttered, staring at him with wide eyes.

He stalked towards her. For every step he took in her direction, she took a step back. All he saw was his next prey item. What she saw was her friend, but she was quickly realizing that something had gone terribly wrong. She pointed one of her pistols at him.

"Stop, or I swear to fucking god I'll blow a hole straight through you," she snarled warningly. Daisuke, the thing, chuckled darkly.

"Now, now," it purred. It's voice was a mixing of two, both of which she recognized. Not only was Daisuke speaking, but so was Dokuga. "No need for the Angry One to be so...difficult. Just give it to us, and we will have no need to make this messy."

"Give what?" she demanded. "What do you want, Dokuga?"

His chuckling turned into full out laughter.

"I will drain you of all your reiatsu. Then, I want you...to die!"

She turned and ran when he lunged, knowing that she had no chance of fighting him. Her own Bankai would be no match for his speed. No, nothing she could do would be a match for his speed. The most basic instincts had kicked in, fight or flight. She, though it would be the death of her, had chosen flight.

She got to the forest seconds before he caught up and leapt into the trees. She cried out when sharp pain raked down her right leg as Daisuke grabbed her with his claws. She tore free and started dashing across the branches. Her leg was almost useless, slowing her down.

The harsh sound of branches breaking and heavy breathing behind her told her that her pursuer had leapt into the trees as well. Much to her terror, her injured leg was growing heavy and tired, and the feeling was swiftly spreading. She made her way to the cliffs that rose up beside the lake, hoping to slow him down somehow.

Hope flared in her chest when her destination came into sight. She lunged for the first ledge, slamming into the side of the cliff. It stunned her long enough for Daisuke to catch up. He landed on the vertical cliff behind her, dragging the dagger and claws of his right gauntlet across her upper back, delighting in her pained screams.

Rin slammed her elbow into his face, giving her enough time to pull herself onto the cliff and get a head start up the rocks. He leapt after her, and she could hear his rage filled screams. Finally, she found what she was looking for. A small cave, barely big enough for her to squeeze in. Just as her pursuer caught up, she dragged herself inside.

It was bigger within, so she was able to turn and point her pistol at him when he appeared at the entrance. His hand reached inside, grabbing her wrist. His claws dug deep into her skin, and it only got worse when she moved.

With her other pistol, she shot him, leaving a nasty wound in his arm. He screamed in pain and his grip loosened enough that she was able to pull her wrist free. His claws left deep wounds in her wrist and hand, and she fumbled with her clothing as she tried to rip it up and patch her wounds. All of the injuries he had inflicted on her would definitely leave scars.

Her muscles gave out as the poison took hold, and she lost consciousness not long after.

A/N: Sorry I uploaded the wrong chapter. I fixed it now. I'm going to re-up Chapter 25 since it's been up for a couple hours.

@Raymy: I'm actually a fan of yaoi. I haven't written much because, well, a writer should write what they know. I wanted to get comfortable writing with my OCs. As for the 'side of lime', I'm getting to that, too. Sex scenes are harder to write than I expected. You can see my first try with 'Night Out'. A One Shot I did. My co-author and I are writing an AU Bleach fic that is dark and erotic. We're already on Chapter 27 with that story. It'll have a little bit of everything.
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