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The Wolf and the Demon	By : Zarakiswolf Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2172 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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****Harmona - Dream****
"Please! Let me go!" I cry again, trying to jerk my arms free of the chains once more. I'm strapped to a table. I don't even know how or when I got here. Captain Yamamoto had ordered me to eat dinner with him and he seemed strangely calm, no matter how much I'd tried to rile him with my poor table manners. I'd gotten very sleepy soon after finishing the apple juice he'd given me and had excused myself to go to bed.
"I told you, child, that I must to this to protect the Soul Society. You are a berserker, that is obvious. You are a danger to yourself and others. Had I known about this sooner, you would've been withdrawn from active duty long ago." Yamma's tired voice grumbles from beside me.
"It's not my fault! I want my mommy!"
"Your mother will know nothing of this until it is done. For now, sleep. It won't hurt but you will be training much more from now on." he says, passing a hand over my eyes. I struggle a few seconds longer before the green glow of his kido knocks me out. What the hell is he doing to me?
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I land on my back, too tired to move. I've felt sick and disoriented since I woke up the other day after Yamma had done whatever he did to me. I'm off balance. Okami seems sick as well. Do zanpakutou spirits get sick, I wonder?
"You seem much slower these past three days, child, and less irritable." Yamma comments slowly before sitting beside me calmly.
"I don't feel very good. I haven't since that day." I sigh. "I can't sleep for the nightmares. They're strange...sometimes I wake up in pain and there's blood on me but no wounds. What did you do to me, sir?"
"What needed done. I shall let you rest for the next two days, as even I can tell you are ill. Perhaps it will go away. For now, go to your lessons with Shunsui. You've been missing them of late, he's told me. Why is that?"
I frown and close my eyes. "I've been sneaking and spying on my mother. I miss her, sir."
"I shall allow her to come visit you during your lesson today. If you're distracted, you cannot train."
"Thank you. I'll go now, if that is your wish?"
"You are dismissed."
I get to my feet quickly and, though I'm lightheaded and a little nauseous, head for Shunsui's office. I lied to the old man, for good reason. I haven't been going to Shunsui's lessons because I've been wandering out of the Seireitei lately to hunt. I find hunting is fun, the blood of my prey driving away the fury that simmers in my veins always. I'm careful about it though, so there's no reports when people are killed. I'm still too little to kill big animals but people are stupid.
When I get to Shunsui's office, it's empty. I follow my nose to the neighboring barracks of squad thirteen and plop down in Jushiro's lap, hugging him tightly. He chuckles. "Well now, Shunsui, I appear to have grown an extra appendage with blue hair."
"I see that. Hey, Squirt. Where've you been?" Shunsui laughs, patting my head.
I crawl into Shunsui's lap and bury my nose in his chest, yawning. "I'm sorry."
"Harmona....are you ill? I didn't notice it when you hugged me but you're covered in sweat, dear." Jushiro asks me.
"Yamma did something to me the other day. I haven't felt good since. He didn't hurt me but...I don't feel right. Okami is sick too." I mumble.
"What did he do?" Shunsui asks.
"I don't know and he won't tell me, Swee. I can't sleep. The nightmares are bad lately."
His hand rubs my back gently. "Your reiatsu feels twisted, sweetheart. Are you sure you don't know what he did?"
"Swee...I'm a berserker. That's what he said. He said whatever he did would control it."
His hand stops and I look up at him. Shock is scrawled on his face, same with Jushiro. Jushiro recovers a little quicker. "Well, that's a word I haven't heard used in at least seventy years."
"Uki, what is a berserker? And why is it bad?"
"Berserkers are warriors that when they are in battle, if they get pushed to the limit of their patience, rage takes over. They're called Death on the Battlefield, as they slaughter enemies and allies alike in a blind rage. They're extremely rare. In fact, I've only heard that title given on four separate instances and only after the berserker was dead."
"They're similar to a Kenpachi, kiddo, but they're much deadlier when that rage hits. How did Yamma figure it out?" Shunsui asks.
"I...he said something mean about mommy and I lost my temper during training. I cut him, over and over. Okami stepped in to stop me." I admit softly.
"That must've been the day we saw the emergency medical team headed to his office. He wouldn't tell us what happened, just said a training accident. We knew you had to be involved, by the way he said it, but we assumed he had busted you up, not the other way around."
"I'm sleepy, Swee."
"So sleep."
"Don't wanna. There's a scary voice. And a skull in my dreams...and yellow eyes."
"It's not Okami?"
"Okami has red eyes, not yellow."
"How long as it been since you slept, dear?" Jushiro asks.
"A few days." I shrug, not really knowing.
Jushiro lays down and pats the ground in front of his chest. I crawl to him and curl up beside him as he starts humming softly and petting my hair. Against my will, my eyes close, sleep creeping over my limbs quickly...
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Jushiro cries over me, holding me in his arms as he removes the razor from my hand. "This is what you've done to her! She doesn't deserve to feel this way, old man!"
"She cannot die. Stop crying, Jushiro." Yamma growls irritably.
"You old bastard! She's trying to because of whatever happened! Her wrists are cut open nearly to the bone! Do you see all the blood!? It's on your hands!" I've never heard Uki so angry. "What the hell did you do to her that she wants to die so bad?!"
"It is not your concern, boy."
"It is my concern! She's my-"
"Silence! You will not question me, Jushiro. The girl will heal. This is not the first time in the past six months that she's tried to die and I am sure it will not be the last. Her sword will heal her, as usual."
I hear the unmistakable sound of a slap. "You told me she was safe, Commander Yamamoto. She deserves freedom." my mother's angry hiss is clear and threatening.
"She will never have it. A soldier who cannot die is an invaluable resource to our troops against these Quincy. That is final!"
I cough quietly and open my eyes. My mother's kido surrounds my wrists. Jushiro's tears stain his face, some dripping onto my cheek. When he sees my eyes open he holds me closer, sobbing harder. I don't see or smell Swee. I always figured he'd cry over me, since I'm around him more. However, I'm glad to know at least Jushiro cares for me enough to cry. I didn't mean to upset him...
****Awake****
I wake in Zaraki's arms, shivering a little. We're home, I can tell. "How long have I been asleep?"
"You passed out after eatin' dinner. Kisuke wanted us to stay but I decided it'd be better for you to be home to recover." he says, glancing down at me. "We're almost back to the barracks. I think you need to rest for a few days. You've got a bad fever."
I nod and shiver again. "Much as I hate it, I think you're right."
"You never agree with me when I tell you to rest."
"I remember feeling like this when Yamamoto first put that demon in me. Disoriented, weak, and sick. It took a few days to recover...probably because I didn't sleep much."
"Nightmares?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe now that you're alone in there except for Okami, you won't have that problem."
"I hope not. It'd be nice to be able to sleep in your arms an entire night instead of waking up and killing things in the middle of the night."
"Yeah, it would be nice. What would be even more nice is a repeat."
"A repeat, huh? You want Rangiku to join us or do you mean a repeat in general?" I tease him.
"Just you. Watchin' you two earlier was fuckin' hot but I got jealous. I'm the only one that should be playin' with your pussy." he growls.
"Captain! You're back! How'd it go?" Yumichika asks as we enter the gate to the barracks.
"Went fine. She's gunna need to adjust a bit."
"Glad to hear it. The triplets are out and about with Renji and Rukia right now at the festival. Are you two going to-"
"No. She's got a fever so I'll stay here with her. However, do me a favor. See if you can find those honey cakes she likes with the strawberries and the little pot of honey that comes with it. She's been whinin' about wantin' one the entire way back."
"Sure thing. Go rest, Wolf. I'll bring it as soon as I find one." Yumichika says before linking arms with Orihime and heading to the festival. I'd completely forgotten about the impromptu festival that Shunsui had arranged. I think it's probably for Akane, knowing him. He must really like her.
Zaraki lays me in bed, stripping me down before getting himself naked. I notice his erection immediately. However, to my surprise, he simply holds me. "You're sick, Wolf. You need rest. Close your eyes."
"But-"
"Close your eyes, Wolf." I follow his order, snuggling closer against him. His skin feels cool against mine. I gasp as he nips my ear. "I can smell you, woman. I can see how fuckin' hot you are for me. Answer me honestly, did removin' that bastard from you fuck you up somehow?"
"I don't know! I just know I haven't stopped wanting you since I woke up."
"You too, huh? I'm pretty sure there's no blood goin' to my head and there hasn't been any for hours now." he purrs in my ear before licking my neck. I feel his hand wrap around my hip, his fingers finding my clit easily. "You're so wet for me, more than normal. I can smell you. It's like that time you were fertile but a thousand times stronger. You smell so fuckin' good."
"Kenpachi!" I moan his name urgently as his fingers begin working me into a frenzy. He slides two inside me, leaving his thumb to continue tormenting my clit. I'm riding his fingers shamelessly, seeking release. His kisses on my neck turn rough, his teeth nipping me in love bites. I'll be marked come morning. I don't fight it as my orgasm crashes over me, black spots dancing in my eyes from the intensity. His hand withdraws and he kisses my cheek.
"You're gettin' hotter, Wolf. I'm gunna go get you a fever pill."
"Don't leave me. Please."
"Wolf, if the fever gets outta control, you'll be sick as a damn dog. Let me get you a pill. I promise, I'll be right back."
I whimper as his heat disappears from my back. The disorientation is worse, the room spinning in circles as I open my eyes. I feel terrible, just like when the demon was put inside me. I roll out of bed and crawl to the bathroom, not trusting my feet to carry me. I barely make it to the toilet before my stomach revolts. My entire body aches. I flush and simply lay on the cold tile floor, enjoying the coolness on my skin.
****Kenpachi POV****
When I get back to the bedroom, she's gone. I can tell she's sick but I'm havin' a hard time keepin' my hands off her. I can't figure out what the fuck is wrong with me. I check the bathroom and find her layin' there, passed out. She ain't sweatin' so this fever hasn't broke yet and, judgin' by how hot she's burnin' it won't anytime soon. I manage to get her mouth open and put the medicine on her tongue. She whimpers like she does when she's uncomfortable and it dawns on me that she's likely very dehydrated, the fluids in her body bein' burned off.
"Wolf, can you hear me?"
No response. Not good. I get her in my arms and carry her back to bed, layin' her down quickly. I head back to the bathroom and grab a washcloth, gettin' it wet with cold water out of the sink before takin' it back and puttin' it on her forehead. A hell butterfly comes to my outstretched finger and I relay a message to Isane. Harmona doesn't have wounds, so there shouldn't be an infection. Likely, her body is adjustin' to the demon bein' gone, but I need to be sure.
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"I can't find any sign of infection, Kenpachi. Was your mission successful?" Isane sighs tiredly.
"Yeah, the creep is out of her. She's been runnin' a fever since the chain broke." I reply, my arms crossed on my chest.
"I agree she's severely dehydrated so I'm going to leave these IV's hooked up overnight. I'll come check on her in the morning. Sleep is the best thing for her right now, ok?"
"You're leavin' her here? I figured you'd cart her off to the infirmary."
"I've figured out that she heals better with you around and tends to listen better when she knows you're not going to be separated from her."
"Bout time."
She gives me a tired smile before gettin' to her feet. "If she doesn't improve by morning, we may need to give her an ice bath but I'd prefer to avoid that if possible. Just stay close to her. The saline should help cool her body down more than anything."
"Thanks, Isane. I'll see you in the mornin'."
"You can lay with her. Hold her, if you want. It won't hurt her."
"Like I need permission."
Isane steps out finally and I strip my boxers back off before climbin' in bed with her. "Come on, Wolf. You can beat this."
****Harmona POV - Dream****
A nameless, faceless man orders me to kill the Quincy's. Why can't I see his face? Could this be the Mori that raised me and they removed my memories of? In this dream I follow the order, killing swiftly and silently, the arrows not able to catch me. When it's done, the battlefield is soaked in blood and carnage, as are my hands and face.
"You've gotten good, bitch." the man compliments me.
"Fuck you. Actually nevermind. You couldn't even please a whore, I bet." I snarl, turning away from him.
"The hell did you say?!"
"I said, you couldn't even please a whore, you abusive bastard. I'm going back. Not a fucking thing you can do about it either, pig."
His fist flies at my shoulder, but I dodge. "Fight me, you fucking freak. I'll kill-"
"You'll kill me? Really? You make a lot of promises you can't keep, daddy." I say with saccharine sweetness. "Pretty damn sad Kenpachi Mori can't kill a kid. How pathetic you are."
The fight starts immediately. It astounds me how little fear I feel for this creep now, after a few years training with Old Man Yamma. It also strikes me how much stronger I've gotten. However, something is a little off about his smell. He doesn't smell like a normal soul reaper exactly. All soul reapers I've smelled have an underlying scent of steel. Quincy's smell more like burnt reishi. Hollows smell like stagnant water for some reason. This man smells like cheap sake, cheap women and fake flesh, sort of like a geigai.
His men form a circle around us, taunting me. These men had hurt me many times over the years. Well, I'll hurt them too. Every last one of them. They like their captain. I'll take him from them. I wait for the opportune moment before shifting into my wolf, catching him by surprise. I don't give him time to react, just jump on him and tear his throat out. His men flee in terror. But I'm not finished. I use my claws to tear open his chest and, against Okami's wishes, I break his ribs to tear out his heart. I hear approaching feet and decide to eat my prize before disappearing into the forest of Zaraki. It tastes fake. I'm going to be sick, most likely. This was some type of doll. Has to be. Disgusting...
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I really hate fish but I don't think I'm big enough to kill a deer yet. Squirrels are too fast too. I'm so hungry that I'll have to give in soon and go fishing again. My little belly rumbles in an effort to make me move quicker. I lay still as long as possible before heading to the river. Once there, I drink quickly, not paying attention to my surroundings. I haven't needed to for a year or two now. I've been out here for four.
"Well now, what a pretty little wolf." a gentle, calm voice says from the other side of the river.
I growl at the man, letting my fur raise as much as possible to give me a more intimidating appearance. I'm only four and a half feet tall and about five feet long at this point in time, so not very scary. He's pretty big, both height and weight wise, but he seems friendly enough. I laugh in my head though. He has bubblegum pink hair and mustache.
"Oh, no no. Don't be scared. I won't hurt you, little one. Here, are you hungry?" he smiles serenely and holds out a few strips of jerky. My mouth waters. I haven't had anything but fish for the past four years. Without stopping to think about it, I jump in the water and swim to the other side. He laughs when I shake myself off and tosses the jerky to me. "There now. My name is Hachigen. I'm going to take a guess and say that you're not a wolf. I'd like to be your friend, if you'd let me. I'm supposed to be looking for a young lady that went missing four years ago but...well, I'm sure she had her reasons to disappear."
I finish eating the jerky and sniff for more. He chuckles and tosses three more strips, which I devour quickly.
"Where is your pack? Young wolves shouldn't be alone. Are you lost?"
I growl a little, not quite angrily but he seems to understand. "You're still very young, I can see. Would you like to see a trick?" I tilt my head and he smiles again at me. Suddenly I'm surrounded by kido butterflies of all different colors. I chase them happily, causing Hachi to laugh in delight.
****Kenpachi POV****
I watch Harmona sleepin', feelin' peaceful finally. She's sweatin' at last. I haven't slept yet, too worried about her fever. I put a hand to her forehead and let out a sigh of relief. She feels much cooler than she has for the past three hours. Her eye cracks open. "Pachi?"
"Hey, hot stuff." I tease her.
She moves her arm, frownin' at the tubes. "Why?"
"You were pretty dehydrated. Isane said it's your body tryin' to adjust and hooked you to some saline so your fever would break quicker. That was about three hours ago, give or take a few minutes."
"I need to pee." she mumbles before gettin' her feet outta bed and under her. She rolls the IV pole with her, though I see it's more to keep herself up than because she wants to. I wait patiently for her to return and she eventually does after washin' her hands. When she's settled under the blanket again, I wrap her in my arms. "You didn't get off earlier."
"You were sick, Wolf. I realized it when I made you cum. Your skin got hotter and you dried up almost immediately. I knew somethin' was wrong."
"Sorry for spoiling your fun." she yawns. "I keep having dreams but no nightmares for once."
"Good. You look better too, though not top shape yet." She wiggles against me a bit. "Lay still, damn it."
"I wanna pull the tube out. I don't like them."
"No, Harmona. Leave it alone. You're still dehydrated, I can tell. Isane will be here bright and early in about six hours, so just leave them so the saline does what it's supposed to."
"You worry too much."
"I mean it. Leave it alone."
She stiffens for a moment then sighs. "Yes, sir."
To distract her, I kiss her neck. "Sleep. You can make it up to me later."
"Funny how things change. I did this once for you." she says softly.
"What?"
"When I was still a wolf. You got sick with a virus that was going around and the fever put you in a coma. I snuck in here after Isane and Ikkaku checked on you."
This is the first I've heard of this. "I don't understand."
"After they left, I came here to kill you. But...seeing you so sick and vulnerable, I felt disgusted with myself and chose to use my body to keep you warm instead. I let you pet me, while you slept. I think I was already starting to love you."
"That long?"
"Yeah, I know. Mushy stuff." she laughs. "But I can't change how I feel. I love you, Kenpachi. I won't ever stop loving you."
I kiss her neck again. "Sleep, Wolf. I love you too. That'll never change."
I feel her relax instantly and her breath evens out. My eyelids drop finally as I relax into sleep with her. She'll be fine now, I'm sure...
I'm startled awake by the sound of her gettin' sick. I'm on my feet and in the bathroom with her in seconds, holdin' her hair. "The hell happened?"
"Dizzy. The room is literally spinning." she mumbles before pukin' again. Her skin is hot to the touch again. I almost think I see steam in the air around her body.
I turn and get the water in the bath runnin' a lot cooler than she likes. "You're too damn hot, Wolf. Did this happen when he was put in too?"
"Not as bad....or maybe I don't remember how bad it was since it was so long ago."
Once I get the tub full, I put her in it. She keeps a firm hold on my hand but seems to accept this must be done. After a few minutes she's sweatin' again, her hair drenched from it. She's startin' to shiver too. "Better?"
"Cold." she mumbles, pullin' the IV tube out. "Hate it."
"Damn it, I said to leave it alone!" I growl.
She doesn't respond, havin' passed out again. Once I'm sure she's cool, I drain the tub and get her dried off. I get her back in bed and shove another pill in her mouth. She's in no shape for gettin' outta bed for anythin'. I lay back down beside her and pull her as close to me as I can. I'm exhausted for some reason. Must be this damn chain thing. We're both gunna have to adjust to it...
****Harmona - Dream****
I sneak into Shunsui's office, knowing full well he's outside with Jushiro. I'm embarrassed to ask questions about a particular problem I've been having lately. Captain Yamamoto let me speak to my mother about normal girl problems but mom didn't tell me about anything like this. Sometimes, during battle, I feel warm and tingly where I shouldn't. Only when it's a good fight and it's never brought on by a particular person. Battle in general and the pain from battle though...even just thinking about it has me a little stirred up.
I finally find the magazines that he's hidden in the fake drawer in his desk. He's never said he had them but I heard rumors from some of the people in squad 8 about them. I stare at the pictures, feeling hot all over as there's lots of nipples, vagina's and penis's on display on the pages. I envy the women who look so pleased by the men being inside them. I wonder if I'll ever find someone...no. I can't. Wolves mate for life, Okami says. I never want to get married and that's basically what will happen.
I find a picture of a man bending the woman over a table, his penis already inside her. This really gets to me and I'm aggravated I'll never experience this for myself. I quickly put the magazine back. Apparently this feeling is sexual arousal. Great. I sigh and exit the office, going in search of my father figures. I need a distraction and I find it by stealing Shunsui's hat and making him chase me all over the Seireitei...
****Awake****
The murmur of voices wakes me. The sky outside the window is bright, probably near noon. Zaraki lets out a soft grunt behind me before pulling my body back against his chest. I smile and get comfortable. Shunsui appears at my side of the bed. "Hey, you're awake!"
"Not that I want to be." I mumble.
"I'm letting you and Zaraki off for a couple more days. That fever finally broke completely and he's exhausted from taking care of you and the kids. I think he just fell asleep about twenty minutes ago."
"But-"
"It's been three days since you came back from Kisuke's. We were all pretty worried."
"This happened last time too, but I don't remember it being so bad."
He pets my head softly. "I think you're on the mend now. I'll take the kids with me back to Squad One and have some of my people train them a bit while you two rest. Ryden needs something to do besides chase the men." he chuckles.
"Hey, Swee?"
"Hmm?"
"Does your offer still stand?"
"What offer?"
"To adopt me."
"Of course it does. And it always will."
"I...do it. Please. You've been my dad for a long time. I want it legal."
His smile is genuinely happy. "I'll get the paperwork started today. You just rest, sweetheart." he says before bending and kissing my forehead. He leaves without saying anything else. I can tell he's happy. He hasn't really pestered me about it but Shunsui has asked a time or two if I've thought about it. Well, now that I'm free, I'll take what I deserve. Happiness.
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