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Education for Treason	By : BellaFeylin Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 1724 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lieutenant Kurotsuchi just sat there and looked at me. “I was created to be a lab assistant, Lieutenant, be obedient and to provide physical comforts.”
“What is that like? What is expected of you day in and day out?” I’m not sure how well I will be able to sit and listen if it is even half of what it is rumored to be.
She looks at me. “He is very specific with his routines. He takes his coffee ten minutes after waking, breakfast twenty minutes after waking: sweet breakfasts twice a week, spicy breakfast twice a week, bland breakfasts when hung-over, and any over time simple nutrition bar with vitamin water. I am expected to wake early for the more elaborate meals to either cook them myself or order it made. This is expected for all his other meals. I am to stay with him at all times unless there is an exception. I assist him during his baths and showers. I wash his back and take notes of any musings he has while washing or relaxing. His relaxed states are still busy. His mind races and continues to drain his body. So from time to time in order to try and give his mind rest I try to distract him. I give him massages to help his muscles relax. Should an experiment ever lead to negative effects on his person it is my responsibility to heal him. As rare as those moments they are troubling to him. Also I am expected to never mention anything to anyone that would in any way negatively affect his image and in turn his ego.” She pauses to take a sip of tea.
So far it almost seems normal. Okay not normal but not as horrid as everyone implies with their silence.
“When my Captain trains I am at hand because I am the only member of our division with any sort of physical fortitude able to withstand him.” She sets the tea down again. “Any time he becomes frustrated it is my responsibility to let him use my body to vent these frustrations. He designed me to with stand his beatings. He designed me so well that sometimes I have to heal his hands from the damage they incur while beating me.” She says this with detached ease.
I would suspect she truly didn’t feel pain from discussing this with me but I know the visuals have to be a lie. The woman has any emotion underneath the years of barriers she has built for her survival. She is in pain and hides it. If by some chance she truly can’t feel I’m not sure I want to know because would such a being be trusted in her position?
She takes another sip. “I am to follow and assist him at his orders in combat. Any time I am not running errands for him or the Shinigami Women’s Association I would be at his side. I am providing another set of hands for his use in the labs. In the labs everything is just as he wishes it. And when he needs physical release from just the amount of time since his last release or because a project is going well and causing him excitement. I use my body to give him release.” She finishes the cup of tea. “From what little I know of sex and sexuality I have learned he is as selfish and violent in this part of his life as he is in every other. I never reacted to his touch. I was modified to be able to lubricate at will so I don’t have to enjoy it. I was told by my other partners that my body has modifications that add to my partner’s pleasure. I almost always require healing after Mayuri is done because he never can have pleasure without beating me. Thankfully we have a number of healers in our division. This is a fact our captain likes to keep hidden. Most of his higher ranked officers are not just gifted scientists but some type of healer. I personally specialize in pathogens and antidotes.”
Did she just admit to incest? Even if one doesn’t consider it incest it is still rape. She was never given a choice in these matters. Modification for pleasure, not sure I want to know. She finally has admitted to enough to get them separated into different divisions even should he not be executed. I’ll ask her to report him for that later. Sex, violence and disease all mean the same thing to her. No she said other partners, so sex with Mayuri is the same as violence and disease but maybe she has healthier relations else where. I always get too protective of children. The more she talks the clearer it becomes that while her body is woman and she is a brilliant scientist, so much of her is a child.
“Little things like paper work just don’t matter to me. Lab reports, transfer requests, supply orders, exectra… just are a part of life like meals. I will never understand while it is such an issue in other divisions. I have been told we generate exponentially more paper work in the S.R.D.I. than most other divisions. I think only the 4^th and the 1^st could compare.” She looks at the pot of tea. “Would you like another cup Captain?”
I take the pot before she can. “I’ve got it.” I pour for us both. From sex to paper work, her life must be a nightmare. “So every rumor told about him is true?”
“No, not every rumor. The majority are true though. By extension that would make most of the rumors about me true.” She looks away and takes a sip. “I know that a great deal of the ones dealing with me are about me level of humanity. I do feel things but I have a limited education on most everything relating to interpersonal relations and emotional awareness. The two lovers I have had have found these facts taxing and in the end too much to deal with.” She pauses. “I like to believe I have learned from each of them improved and gotten better but I lack any real data. Even still I owe so much to them and was able to give them so little.” Regret is clear on her face. What she is regretting is beyond me. If she was someone else I would guess regretting not being able to hold on to the men who must have brought with them happiness, how ever fleeting.
Two lovers? Mayuri must not have known about them because he doesn’t strike me as the type to share. That would mean she has been able to go behind his back for a while now. I think that is a good thing. That must be part of what she is explaining.
“I learned with the rest of the division that our Captain will kill his subordinates on a whim. Most of those whims are flash rages but there is a limited supply of shinigami qualified to be officers in the division and lead the S.R.D.I.” She takes a swig of tea before setting it down. “It was a waste of our Captain’s time and resources to constantly be retraining new recruits also new people tended to be shorter lived than people he was used to. He is a man of habit. So I found a way to stop him from killing them that was more than 98% successful.” She sets the glass down. “I would clumsily knock something over while he was raging at one of the subordinates which would redirect his rage at me. I can take his rage, the subordinate survives and fixes what ever displeased the captain, and the captain doesn’t have to find new officers every few weeks.” She looks me in the eyes.
So there is the second half of her Lieutenant duties. Deceiving him to please him and protect the subordinates. How is he still a captain? Because everyone fears him too much to have him removed and those who do not fear him do not care enough to do anything. I would be guilty of the latter. You have succeeded in what ever you are planning for me. Will give the Head captain your papers and see to it that your captain pays for his abuses. “How frequent are beatings that are as bad as today’s?” I can see her arm is nearly wrenched from its socket and looks broken between the elbow and shoulder in a few places. I can see her hand is swollen and her fingers are bent at strange angles on that hand. There is a thick bruise barely visible on her upper thigh. I can guess that her short uniform is hiding so much more.
“Well today’s was little a bit more than normal. Not by much, usually the arm isn’t hanging like this. Then again this isn’t anywhere near as bad as it has been. He regularly has to reactivate me.”
“What is reactivation?”
“It is complicated. There is a potion he has that he uses to repair me but it is so taxing on the body that I tend to shutdown. So he has another potion that he applies that forces me to remain awake and functioning through this or when I get damaged enough that I shut down completely I just get both at once as well. The reactivation is so sensory that I do dread it even if it feels intense, mimics many of the same sensations as a very intense orgasm. So nearly being beaten to death was for the longest part of my life the only physical pleasure I knew.” She rambles on past the answer. She looks down at the cup in her hand.
“Lieutenant Kurotsuchi I cannot allow this to continue without two things.” That arm looks awful but I know she is going to fight me on it. I can’t stand watching her like this though she must be in so much pain. I know I would not be able to be as calm in her condition. She must be in more pain than anyone else could take and still function.
“My abilities are limited but I should still be able to perform most tasks.” She looks up at me. She doesn’t say yes or no just reminds me of her injury being in her way. To her that must be all she allows it to be, an inconvenience. Up until today, her ever word and gesture has been submissive. She has lived to please a man who is incapable of being pleased. She is now trying, fighting against herself to be more than that in order to go against everything in her nature.
Her hair is over her good shoulder and her big green eyes are looking up at me. “What do you require Captain Ukitake?”
I need a chaperone. Everything that has fallen from your lips since you removed your hood has made me wish to murder your creator. What do you really expect of me? Only what you claim? To make sure he is taken care of should you, dear sweet broken girl, fail to kill that monster? You don’t even see your honor. You don’t see that that is all you have to say to those around you. You are doing this to protect their honor, those underneath you who depend on you, to claim some honor of your own.
“Nemu, I need you to report this officially.” I say gently. She doesn’t seem bothered by the informal usage of her name. “Nemu. I need you to tell a few more people this.” I reach out and lightly touch her hand. She feels real. Like a real girl, with real emotions and pain. She flinches and I can’t tell if it is because of the words or my touch. I remove my hand.
She looks out the window. “I can’t say it…in front of him.” All that strength and resolve melted. I’m sorry Nemu. Her shoulders hunch as much as the broken one will let her. Her down cast eyes hide behind thick black bangs. So scared, this must be taking everything you have to tell me. I can only do so much for you without help. These accusations are so offensive I need more witnesses. Even after what Aizen did, the rules still require you to be a bit braver. Maybe she won’t have to say this in front of the head captain and her captain; but maybe if Shunsui listens with me?
She is all but cowering at the thought of having to face her father with words. “Nemu, what if you told one or two more people? Captain Kyoraku is kind and will hear you out. Also his Lieutenant is in the Shinigami Women’s Association with you. Nanao often speaks very highly of your abilities to manage Lieutenant Kusajishi.”
She looks up “Lieutenant Ise would be disappointed in me. To see me like this. Any time I am injured she makes an expression I think means disappointment. And Lieutenant Kusajishi is my friend. She and I play sometimes, nothing more.” She looks like she is trying to stop me. Then that flicker of protest is gone from her eyes before she finishes speaking. In the end it is just a whisper.
“Captain Kyoraku would not mind helping with this. He loves to assist a beautiful woman.” Nemu you must know that much. You have had lovers; did they not tell you how lovely you are? Do you know anything of the power you have over the men around you? Nanao wasn’t disappointed in you. If anything she was frustrated at the state of helplessness we all are in. You won’t reach out to us and we can’t help you till you do. I need Shunsui here to corroborate so I can help you. Then you will be able to find what it is that you should be using your talents for.
She looks at me. “If you think it necessary.” She looks down at her tea again.
She fears me. She fears everyone it would appear or does she just fear men with power over her? I loathe that vile man for forcing me into the same position as him.
I walk to the door and open it but before I do I end up coughing. Not just a little it seems. Damn, I am trying to do something body, let me have this. The fit doesn’t want to negotiate. I find myself lifted and set down on the now empty table. Nemu carried me one handed and cleared the table for me in seconds. “I am not worth this exertion.” She lays a rag damp with tea on my forehead and brushes my hair back. She hands me another rag to spit into. Blood again. “If only I was allowed to offer to experiment on someone of my rank or higher.” Her eyes are on my face and neck glancing over to my chest. She caresses my cheek.
The sound of footsteps precedes the demolition of my door and possibly wall from the sound of things. Kiyone’s voice “you will not experiment on my captain!”
Sentaro’s joins her “Get your hands away from him.”
One of them push her and she lands on her bad arm. She merely grunts and hisses slightly. “I would never break such a rule.” She says pulling herself back to her knees. No visible anger on her face after being pushes over by Kiyone.
I try to sit up but Nemu’s good hand reaches out and stops me before they can even protest. She turns to them. “I am not harming him. We were talking and the topic seems to have caused physical stress. I was trying to get him comfortable when you two saw fit to destroy your captain’s door. Now I imagine the draft that will create will cause him great discomfort come evening. Loyal subordinates taking care of their beloved Captain. I would never wish to interfere with that but since I am not aware of the method your division uses to order repairs…” She trails off letting them fill in the blanks.
They are speechless but look to me for a moment before racing to be the one to fix the door first. Kido isn’t that effective. What ever mental magic she just worked on them is rare and I need to learn it. “Thank you Nemu.” I go to sit up but her hand doesn’t budge. Her arm is stronger than steel.
“Maybe it would be better to let your pulse rate settle back to resting rate before sitting up and experiencing the rapid drop in blood pressure on top of it.” She places her fingers on my throat and listens to my pulse.
I lay back and let her have her way. “Is this what you are like with your men?” She is so different from the woman who is so often just a shadow.
“No.” She shakes her head. “I am not sure what you are asking but this is neither how I am with my subordinates nor how I have been with either lover.” She pets my hair back and then jumps.
Shunsui’s spirit pressure is approaching. There is a familiar voice seconds later. “Playing doctor with the innocent lieutenant? How scandalous!” he fakes a sound of shock. He is laughing “You okay there Jushiro?”
Could your timing be any worse?
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