Never Let Me Fall | By : shadoesong Category: Bleach > General Views: 1394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 27
Rin wasn't called to the Department of Research and Development until over a week after the war had ended. Everyone had learned that Aizen had been defeated and imprisoned through the combined efforts of Kisuke and Ichigo. However, the latter paid the price by losing his powers and going comatose not long after. He was currently at him home in the World of the Living, with Renji and Rukia watching over him until he awoke.
Everyone had, fortunately, survived the battle. Orihime had healed the remaining Espada, Tia Halibel, and her fraccion, and they were allowed to return to Hueco Mundo. Rin had heard nothing about Grimmjow and assumed that he had perished. He was pushed to the back of her mind and quickly forgotten. One of the arrancar Daisuke had fought had disappeared. Both Jezebel Cala Travannah and her zanpakuto were gone, with no trail to follow. The arrancar had either been eliminated or sent back to Hueco Mundo like the Tres Espada. Most of the shinigami who had lost limbs, such as Toshiro and Soi-Fon, had said limbs restored either by Orihime or through Unohana's efforts paired with the experts from Division 12. Only the Head-Captain remained without his left arm. Few people were still recovering now. A lot of people had started training hard in preparation of even more powerful threats. Daisuke was one of them. Determined to master his Bankai and become a Captain, he had asked Rin to help him train. They planned on starting in Kisuke's underground training area next week, after the young woman had finished up with Kurotsuchi's experiments. The scientist Captain had claimed that it would be a simple task to make Rin a full shinigami again. He also insisted that he could make it so she kept her hollow powers by linking them to her zanpakuto. When questioned, he explained that he would make it so that every time Rin sealed her zanpakuto, her mask and hollow powers would be as well. She would be unable to use them unless she used Shikai or Bankai. The woman had accepted this, though she was dubious about his ability to do it. Especially since he kept putting it off and disappearing into Las Noches for research. She had been informed that the experiments would finally take place on October 21. She wasn't allowed to eat that day, so she spent most of the morning wandering around and trying to fight the temptation. Her arms were folded across her aching stomach. She was glad that she wasn't under her Captain's watch anymore, since she would have gone crazy just sitting still in the office. The experiments would take place in the afternoon. In order to kill time, the brown-haired woman sought out Daisuke in his quarters. He wasn't the only one there, though. Aika was visiting, as well. Much to her horror, they were busy enjoying an early lunch when she walked into the room. They looked at her when she groaned, slammed the back of her head into the wall, and slid to the floor. "Fuck me..." she hissed. "Rin? What's wrong?" Aika asked, her eyes wide with concern. Daisuke was laughing, though. "She's going to R&D today. She can't eat a thing until afterwards," he explained. Now Aika was laughing, too. "Shut your faces!" Rin snapped. "Stop laughing at my misery!" "Can you have tea?" Aika asked. Her friend made a face. "I hate tea," she spat. Her gaze was fixed on the table. "I'm sorry, Rin, but my appetite lately has been rivalling yours," the small woman said apologetically. "Just hurry up and eat your fucking food before I do," she snarled, wrenching her eyes away. Daisuke eyed the dark skinned woman in concern. "I'm sure it's because I expended so much energy. I've never held my Bankai so long since I was mastering it," Aika responded to his silent question. That answer satisfied him. Rin only shrugged. Once they had finished and put their dishes away, Rin joined them at the table. She had her face buried into her arms as she ignored the rumbling in her stomach. Daisuke went to the kitchen and brought her a glass of water. When he sat down again and saw Aika's cat like grin, he asked. "What's with the smile?" She laughed, while Rin sent her a suspicious glare. The angry woman grabbed the glass of water and started drinking. "Did you know," Aika purred, "that Rin has a crush on Byakuya-sama?" The brown-haired woman dropped the now empty glass and started coughing as she choked on the water. Her cheeks had gone red. Daisuke watched her with a raised eyebrow, curious to see the direction of the conversation. "W-what?!" she exclaimed between coughs. "What the fuck are you talking about?!" "I saw you blushing when he offered you his hand after the battle," Aika said teasingly. "You're so cute when you have a crush on someone, you know that?" "Fuck you! I'm not cute! I don't have a crush on anyone!" Rin snapped. "Did something happen between the two of you?" the small woman continued as if her friend hadn't spoken. "He was quick to give you his scarf when he realized you were half naked." "Nothing happened," Rin growled. "And it wouldn't matter, even if something did. The Kuchiki elders gathered a bunch of potential wives for him. They're making him choose, and if he doesn't then they'll choose for him. After the war, they want to ensure that there's an heir for the clan." What surprised her friends the most was the bitter jealousy in her voice. She averted her gaze and glared at the table. Daisuke and Aika shared a look. "You're sure?" the man asked. She glared at him. "Of course I'm sure. He told me himself," she snapped. "I'm sorry, Rin," Aika said. She shrugged. "Don't be. I don't even care. He can marry whoever the fuck he wants," she muttered in a poor attempt to hide how she really felt about the arrangement. Before they could say anymore, she shot a quick glance at the clock and stood. "I've gotta go. I promised I'd meet Kuchiki in front of R&D in a few minutes. Now I'm going to be fucking late," she growled as she left. It was late by the time they were finished, darkness had fallen. True to his word, Kurotsuchi had been able to seal her hollow powers. Rin rubbed the area where her mask had been, glad that she was free of the annoying protuberance. Ukitake, who had been the second Captain overlooking the experiments, waved as she left with Byakuya. Now that she didn't have to stay at the mansion anymore, Rin wasn't exactly sure what to do with herself. She considered bunking with Daisuke until she got another room at her division's barracks, but she didn't want to intrude on him. His quarters weren't very large. She was caught up in her thoughts, so she didn't notice that her Captain had stopped walking until she realized that his shadow was gone. She had been walking in it before he had stopped, and now the moonlight had finally alerted her. She turned to him, a little irritated. Her annoyance melted away, however, when she read the conflicted emotions in his gaze. "Why'd you stop?" she questioned. "Rin..." he trailed off, clearly at a loss for words. This surprised her. He wasn't a man that often had nothing to say should he put his mind to it. She glanced around, seeing that no one was around. The woman then walked closer, trying to decipher what he was thinking as she did. Her effort was to no avail, for the look in his eyes only confused her further. He looked at her, meeting her gaze and surprising her. She immediately averted her eyes, not wanting to activate the Sword Sense. "The elders of my family wish for me to choose a wife," he finally spoke. A familiar, and somewhat unwanted, ache became apparent in her heart. He had told her this before, and she remembered feeling a surge of disappointment and jealousy. She hated how pushy the elders were, especially so soon after having the raw pain of losing Hisana brought back after the Ryoka invasion. "Yeah," she replied unenthusiastically. "You told me. Did you choose?" She had to force herself to get out the question. "...Yes, but I would like to give her the choice of accepting." Her eyes snapped to him. She immediately processed what he said, realizing that his choice couldn't possibly be one of the women the elders had presented him with. Any of them would absolutely jump at the chance to become the wife to one of the greatest nobles in any of the four families. She looked away, her eyes downcast. "This is too fast," she said. "I haven't even fully worked this out, yet." "I am afraid that you have little time to do so," he replied quietly. "It is merely a ceremony made to meet their traditions." "You're saying that we marry, then get this worked out?" she said doubtfully. "It's that, or nothing at all. I will not force you to do so, Rin." She didn't like having all that dumped on her. But then, not many people did. She wanted time to think, but time wasn't something they had. For all she knew, he may have to make the decision the very next day and she could lose out forever. She had already lost a man that she had loved due to bad decisions, and she didn't want to make a mistake like that again. "Okay... I guess... I'm willing to try," she spoke after what seemed to be hours of waiting. She looked up to read his gaze once more. The conflict of emotions, though still present, lessened. The pain of losing Hisana would always be there, but she had a sudden, ambitious determination to make him happy again. She impulsively hugged him, feeling a lot better when he wrapped his arms around her. When they pulled away, he looked like he was about to say something. He was stopped when Rin clamped a hand over his mouth. "Shush," she growled. "Or I might change my mind." Her grin took the sting out of her words, and when she removed her hand, he was smiling as well. 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