Pedestals | By : Starspear Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1386 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Two: Pedestals That Quell
Disclaimer: : I do not own Bleach, its characters or affiliates. I do not make any profits from this story. These characters are rightful property of Tite Kubo and Co. with the exception of my OC’s which you should be able to identify easily. AN: Yes, I know I fucked the two girls surnames a couple times but really not a story killer. I’ll fix it later. Spread the word about the kick ass OC fic, Pedestals…6 reviews after so many hits is disappointing. The following chapters will be fairly short considering the interactions I’m writing are supposed to be happening within minutes of each other. Review Responses: Shadowkittae- I’d like to be able to email you every chapter but I usually write on the go/in a rush so don’t be mad if I forget, kay? Oh, and…you’re totally on to me. Muwahahaha. 7dragons7- I hope I meet your standards and do you proud. Kazes- Also another player ahead of the game. Oh, and the Kiku wasn’t stabbed through the chest, she was just pierced. I think that’s mentioned earlier but if not I’ll get back to it later.Ichimaru Gin gave possibly the most childish pout an adult man could produce, considering the accusation just thrown his way.
“Mah mah,” he sulkily scratched the back of his head. “Yamamoto-taicho, why’d ya hafta go an’ throw me under the wagon wheels first, eh? Sommin’ like tha’ might make my character seem a bit questionable, ne?” In reality, Gin couldn’t have been more pleased with results of being accused of rape. That meant the old man was already watching and second guessing his motives just like Aizen-sama said he would.
Everything was rolling into gear perfectly.
Gin considered the pink haired girl trying desperately not to tremble under the massive reiatsu pouring out of the captain-commander while her little gal pal was shaking so bad she almost looked like she was seizing. Gin was having his own difficulties, as he was sure the other taichos were, too. The hair on his arms felt like it was trying to leap away from his body and he had to keep reminding himself not to clinch and grind his teeth. Yamamoto-taicho was certainly something, considering what an old fart he was. But back to the girl, Gin mentally shook his head and focused.
Had he raped her?
Of course not.
“No ‘fense Koizume-chan,” Gin chuckled. “But’cha ain’t ‘xactly my type.” That was the truth, too. She was all dainty and angelic…like a pixie or a princess or somethin’. He liked his women bouncy, flouncy, and a small serving of trampy never hurt either. Gin grinned as Koizume’s cheeks reddened slightly. Poor girl, havin’ ta be raped an’ all. Sometimes Aizen-sama got on Gin’s nerves by simply ordering him around…Kami knows what Gin would do if Aizen-sama actually wanted to have sex with him. If he had decided such a thing Gin knew he couldn’t stop him. Being the weaker devil was a hot kick in the ass and Gin pitied the girl.
“Answer the question directly, Ichimaru.” Yamamoto ground out.
“Mah mah!” Gin held his hands up in a surrender signal. “No need ta git all fussy. I remember that night perfectly. I was out drinkin’ with my buddy Mastumoto-san. I remember it specifically because Matsumoto-san had four whole bottles all to herself and told me-”
“He was with me, Yamamoto-taicho.” Rangiku piped up suddenly, face looking incredibly hot. “We have multiple witnesses from various divisions that saw us.” Ah, Rangiku, Gin thought happily. Always a comin’ ta his rescue. He should really makes sure that Aizen-sama didn’t end up killing her. While she wasn’t the best fuck he’d ever had she certainly was the kinkiest and that was just as good in Gin’s book, maybe better. She always came up with the best games…
Now there was an idea. Gin grinned. He was feeling a little put out at the accusation, after all. Why not have some fun?
“Ano sa, ano sa, Yamamoto-taicho,” Gin tilted his head innocently. “I ‘member sommen else ‘bout tha’ night.” Turning then, he cheerily addressed another taicho. “Komamura-taicho, ya didn’t sleep at the Academy barracks tha’ night, didja? Where were ya if ya weren’t with tha’ rest of us good and civ’lized taichos?”
Komamura looked up with a bark of surprise, his beastly face veiled in his humorously gaudy mask. All eyes leveled on the furry taicho. Was he as much a best in nature as he was in appearance? Gin tried to envision the sight of the gigantic, hulking Komamura driving into the pink angel crouched on the floor and shuddered, but not before throwing the newly accused an innocent fox-like smile.
Aizen-sama was right, Gin mused silently. Sedition was definitely a game worth playing.
AN: Gin is cleared! Who else is left? Who is disturbed enough? Depraved enough? And yet…still in character. Come on, bitches! Throw me a guess! There’s prizes! I’m officially drawing a themed picture of a scene in my story of the winner’s choice. Be the first one to guess correctly and win! Short yes, but think of this as a series of quick one-shots and you wont be so irritated ;p
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