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Different Circumstances	By : orionshadow Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female > Kenpachi/Rangiku Views: 42085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Tite Kubo owns Bleach and the characters depicted therein.   The characters in this story are not mine, except for the original characters. I make no money from the publication of this work.
The Reward
I felt a hand resting gently on my cheek and the action made me stare at Gin who had rarely made affectionate gestures of this nature.
"Rangiku, my wish is you will remain with me, but in my life how many of my wishes have been granted?"
I didn't want to comment, but I did. "I don't know Gin. How many of your wishes did you keep secret?"
He shrugged and waited a few moments before he finally said, "Stay a few days, or forever."
I moved away from his touch. "Lying never helped in any situation," I said. "If things change I will attempt to leave immediately. Staying here permanently will not be by choice."
He sank into a seat, dejected in a way I had not witnessed before. "If Captain 12 had only managed to give me the antidote earlier..."
  "How much earlier, Gin? While he was still in the Maggot's Nest?"
The silence which fell was laden with hurt, frustration and resentment. The problems we faced were born at the same time as our friendship and we'd ignored them. There was little to no chance it might have ever worked between us and until now I hadn't known. All my effort had been futile and now I didn't want what I had so ardently sought with misplaced hope and boundless, foolish optimism.
The door slammed against the wall and I felt a wave of disgust and distaste as Aizen and some of his followers came into the room. "Happy now, Gin?"
"Of course. Happy. Happy to be here in this place with you, Sosuke. What other emotion might I possibly experience?"
"Now, Gin. You've got freedom from that depressing lieutenant of yours..."
"He wasn't that bad..."
Aizen raised an eyebrow. "I often wondered where his depression originated. Did you contribute to it?"
Gin laughed, but it sounded false. "Why should I give away all my secrets? Kira is Kira. Brooding, sentimental and always longing for that something out of reach."
He was correct in many respects about Kira. Once or twice I'd seen him staring at Momo with a blank expression on his face. At the time I'd dismissed it but in idle moments I'd wondered if he felt more than friendship for her. True he'd protected and forgiven her many things, but at the same time he'd proven his loyalty to his Captain at her expense.
It was possible that experience had affected him even more.
Aizen chuckled and then pointed at me accusingly. "How old are you?" he demanded.
"None of your business." I answered bluntly.
Moving closer he stared at me and reached out his hand. Immediately I slapped it away and took a defensive stance. I had no blade with which to fight him but I could still kick and punch as much as possible to prevent his hands from taking hold of me.
He glared at Gin. "You restored her memory. Why did you do that?"
"Children don't interest me. They make too many demands, become bored quickly and require entertainment. Besides, they don't know how to give a man pleasure, or at least not to my taste. A woman may respond and even provide a few extra little services a girl cannot." Gin had a fixed smile on his face. "Screaming can hurt the ears after a while."
Aizen frowned. "It can?"
Biting my lip barely kept me from uttering a retort. The man was deeply sick.
"I prefer moans of pleasure to screams of pain, or once I did. I don't rightly recall now, you come to mention it. Anyway, where would the fun be if she didn't remember being separated from the thug?"
The answer seemed strange until I recalled he had to pretend he was still under the influence of Aizen's zanpakuto.
The sadistic smile which the comment brought from Aizen indicated Gin had made the right decision. "True. But you can make her forget, can't you? Whenever you like."
"Sure. Yeah. Course."
Had I imagined the momentary hesitation?
"Keep her under control. Even better, bind her to a chair. We don't want her to overpower you again and wander around freely." Aizen stared at me as if I were an object he didn't like to view while producing some very strong looking rope from within his sleeve. It appeared he might have planned this and was prepared to make certain I didn't have a chance to escape.
"She won't run away. Just this minute she was agreeing to stay, weren't you Rangiku? Of course you were. Never stopped loving me, did you Rangiku?"
"I... I..."
"Never stopped loving you but married the Kenpachi? I imagine the union was forced. Is that what you're saying Gin? I'd believe you, though she seemed very happy to see him when he came to rescue her."
"All an act. Don't you see how quickly she came back here to be close to me?"
Aizen transferred his gaze to Gin and a smile quirked the corners of his mouth. "If you say so, Gin. You wouldn't lie to me, would you? The stakes have changed considerably now we have an additional hostage, but for the moment, until I am assured of her good intentions, tie her to the chair, or I will take pleasure in doing it myself.
My flesh crawled at the thought of being any closer to the man than I currently was. Had he guessed or did he suspect Gin was no longer under his control.
With a laugh Gin quickly took the rope and escorted me to a chair. I wanted to struggle but knew it was futile. If I appealed to Gin it might betray his independence. All the same I protested, knowing if I was obedient it would seem very out of character.
"I won't run. I promised I'd stay for a while," I said. "You don't need to tie me up. It seems kinky."
"Rangiku, later," Gin joked back as he secured me to the chair.
He was thorough which proved to be a benefit for as my stomach made an attempt to reject anything it contained Aizen come and inspected his work. He purposely trailed his fingers over my skin and it made me gag.
"You're safe for the moment, Zaraki's wife, but don't expect me to forget your allocated role," the words were said so quietly I wasn't certain I'd heard them correctly.
"Keep her there until I decide she may be trusted," he said in a normal voice.
Gin nodded with his usual non-committal smile. "It will be as you say, of course. How could it be otherwise?"
He was being very careful which made me aware how dangerous was his predicament. Aizen wasn't stupid. For years he'd manipulated people within the Seireitei, hiding his ambitions, killing when needed or causing death through his actions. His use of the powers of his zanpakuto to control perception was not the action of a benign despot, his treatment of Renji had been cruel. Both Gin and I were in danger unless we maintained the pretence and Gin was the one who would be watched closely.
"Now your little friend is secured, we have an 'ally' who has expressed a desire to see our latest acquisition," Aizen stated with a glance toward me to see my reaction.
Keeping my face blank was something I would need to practice from now on. Aizen was checking my reactions and any other person I encountered here was likely to treat me with suspicion. My breath shallowed and I felt tension growing through my muscles and body. How long? Did I have to live like this for the rest of my life?
"Zaraki will rescue me, or I'll rescue myself." The resolution was easy but the execution might not be as simple. Time and planning were necessary.
Opening the door, Aizen stood to one side. "Here she is as agreed. The information you provided assisted in her retrieval, so you stand to receive a payment for your service."
The appearance of the 12th Division Captain wasn't much of a surprise, nor did I pretend it was. "I see the slug has finally emerged from under his rock," I said calmly.
At first he appeared stunned and then his face set in a snarl. "The harlot can still talk.   Gagging her might improve the environment for all of us."
"Now, now, children. Play nice," was Gin's amused contribution. He went and bowed slightly to the man while I looked on in astonishment. "Thank you for restoring Rangiku to me. I've missed her and her unique perspective."
The man gaped and then blustered, "It was easy. The woman and the Kuchiki woman were too busy gossiping to pay attention. Why did I have to leave the other woman unharmed?   She interests me. Her resilience if managing to live past puberty as a street child means I could learn much from her."
Aizen's cool voice answered. "A long, slow process brings more despondency and depression than quick action. Leaving Miss Kuchiki showed we could have taken her if we wished, but didn't see the need. It sent a specific message: we will take what we want, when we want. If I decide to select another for removal from the invasion force it will occur at a time designed to cause the most disruption and confusion."
"All the same, it seems sloppy," Kurotsuchi averred. "It's another enemy left to fight."
The laugh Aizen produced had an unpleasant edge to it. "Little Rukia doesn't count. She is too nervous to use her abilities and fearful of her brother's attitude toward her. From your information I know she is fighting with one of her oldest friends and the friction of the argument will work on the others. If she had been removed, Renji might have forgiven her immediately. Now he will blame her for Ran's abduction and the dissension in the ranks of the rescuers works for me."
The man was very dangerous. Remembering the situation as it was before I left the added tension might cause the Shinigami force to fracture. Resentment and apportioning of blame hurt even the strongest friendships.
"Anything more to report?" Aizen asked coolly.
The man I had come to loathe for his attitude cleared his throat. "My place among the Shinigami is no longer assured. The whore appears to have warned them there was a traitor in their midst and for some reason they believe it to be me. My own daughter has turned against me. It's her fault," he yelled, jabbing his finger accusingly in my direction.
Gin laughed and didn't try to hide his amusement at the accusation. "You weren't very circumspect, Captain 12. Pity you estranged the delightful and obedient Nemu, but it can't be helped. Does this mean your days of being useful to us as a spy are over?"
"I can't go back. Not now. Zaraki looks at me with murder in his eyes. If Captain Unohana hadn't interceded I'd be dead. He grabbed me by the neck and shook me until I thought my head would come off.   It's all this woman's fault!"
It was hard to prevent a small smile from crossing my lips even though my neck hurt. Zaraki had almost killed the man, but Retsu had stopped him, which was a pity but true to her nature. Gin pulled the Slug Captain away from me and pushed him past Aizen.
"It is not part of our original arrangement, Captain Kurotsuchi. You agreed to remain in the Seireitei and provide me with any necessary information," Aizen pointed out very calmly.
"I don't have any more contact. Someone or something is blocking my communication and all my efforts in contacting Akon have failed. He will pay as he failed to cause this woman's death."
Gin went suddenly still and very alert. "Death?" He gave a forced laugh. "Did you try to have Rangiku killed, Captain 12? Naughty, naughty."
"Nor was it part of our agreement, Mayuri. I am not pleased to hear this news." Aizen appeared calm, but I wasn't convinced.
"She's just one woman and not the best example of her sex," Kurotsuchi protested.
"You seem to forget her importance to my researches," Aizen said with a great amount of finality.
"There are other women. Lots of other women." The self-styled scientist was worried, or so it appeared.
"None of them are like Ran. I've tested many," Aizen said with a chill in his voice that made me shiver. While it sounded like he was angry with Slug Breath for attempting to cause my death I questioned which would be better. A fast death or a lingering life where I was little more than a machine to manufacture advanced Hollows and possibly regressed to an age where I wouldn't argue or think. Thinking about how he tested them filled me with distaste. Was there anything about Aizen which I didn't find contemptible?
"You forget, we made an agreement. Now do I receive my reward? I have done all that was agreed, more than you asked.” My normal reaction to Kurotsuchi’s voice made revulsion twist my stomach.
“Gin, why don’t you see about providing the reward our collaborator requests? I’m already bored with his company and will retire. Remember the plan,” Aizen said as he nonchalantly left the room.
I sat there, still restrained, still unable to move. The disclosures had shocked me, but not surprised me. Kurotsuchi had been colluding with Aizen all this time, staying behind in order to send secret reports to the traitors on the events in the Seireitei. His reporting had been flawed because he had not mentioned my relationship with Zaraki, that fact he had been reluctant to reveal. His attempts to destroy my marriage after the Arrancar attack had been a belated try to redeem himself. He had met with Gin on the day of my abduction and been the real means of entry to the Seireitei. Some of the special forces assigned by Soi Fong for my protection died by his hand and he had supplied the drug that made my abduction possible. Finally he had added additional ingredients to the drug that Retsu administered to me, when I was dying, to ensure that I would continually lose my memory. He had been waiting, hiding in the walls when I was brought back unconscious and had seen the desperate measures Retsu was taking to keep me alive. It was the matter of a moment to add the additional ingredient. The memory loss was meant to be permanent, but Retsu’s antidote was unknown to him so he could not plan for that.
Gin waited until only the three of us remained in the room and there was no sound outside. “Now, Captain 12, what was the agreement? Let me try to remember. Sometimes my memory plays tricks on me, and I forget things. So does Ran’s, by your intercession.”
“Yes, you must be pleased that if untreated she will forget all the unhappy things that happened and only remembers how devoted she is to you.” Kurotsuchi preened, obviously pleased with his achievement.
“It’s funny, but I don’t want someone who has forgotten everything and forgets more each time. Sure, it’s sweet for a while, but that person is not Ran, not the Ran I know and want. And I gotta be frank, I’m thrilled with that stuff you gave me that broke Aizen’s hold on me, but you promised it earlier, weeks earlier. I’m not happy that you only got it to me yesterday. I've wasted a lot of time.”
Yesterday? He'd only been freed yesterday? That explained so much. And also explained why I was here now, when he believed it would be possible for him to act in his own interests. All the same I didn't recall these two men being particular friends at any time. Why this collaboration now?
“But you see, that sort of leaves me with a little problem. You made a deal with Aizen and I can’t let the deal stand. The agreement was you got Ran to handle how you liked, access to study the Hyogyoku and Kenpachi to study as a test subject. Oh, yeah, there was that other thing about the girl, the pretty human one but that was later. I can’t agree to any of it.”
“What? Does the girl mean something to you, Gin? It can’t be that woman you have there. She got married and rejected you.” Kurotsuchi’s shock was evident.
“Maybe that’s true, but you forget. I’m not under that bastard's control anymore and Aizen never planned to fulfil his part of the deal. You just thought he would. So the deal is this,” Gin drew his zanpakuto. “You get nothing.”
The creep captain noticed the movement and quickly drew his blade in response. “Traitor,” he screamed, foam forming on his lips. “I will take what I have been promised."
Gin laughed; a silky, sly sound. “You expect a person who betrayed the whole of the Gotei 13 to keep a promise? Kenpachi was right about one thing. He once told me that you keep your brains in your arse. You hate Ran because she got the one person you wanted. It was always Kenpachi you got a horn for. I saw you watching him. Ran was to be the test subject while you had her husband. I can’t allow that,” coming close to me, Gin stroked my hair back from my face.
I suffered his touch but gagged at the thought of Kurotsuchi having a sexual interest in my husband. The only way that would work was if Zaraki were dead.
“Want Kenpachi sexually? Fool! I want his reiatsu. Since he’s been with the woman he’s worn the eye patch less often and I find I am now reliant on the supply I receive through that little item. If I have the man I can drain all his reiatsu continually,” Kurotsuchi was shrieking with frustration.
For a moment Gin’s eyes opened a little wider and I knew he felt as astonished as I. Added to my astonishment was a certain relief. There were some levels of disgust I didn't wish to explore. The latest revelation was that missing factor I had been trying to work out. He hated me, because I was depriving him of a source of power. Every time Zaraki was with me I removed his eye-patch and the supply was interrupted.
“I thought…” Gin started to say.
“Not everyone in the Seireitei is obsessed with carnal relations. Power attracts me more than fleshly bodies. The woman will die, whether you wish it or not.” He moved closer and looked at me with a mixture of triumph and disgust. “You’ve caused me enough trouble, you miserable trollop."
I jerked back in the chair, trying to escape from the ropes that held me prisoner. I could not allow this man to touch me. Contact with him might hurt my child and even though there was no real way I could protect it, I had to try.
“Leave her. She’s mine. She was promised to me long before any other arrangements were made. I can’t let you touch her, you might spoil her,” Gin said, stepping between Kurotsuchi and me. “Listen Captain 12, just go away. Leave now and no one will get hurt.”
“Why do you want her? You had her before and then dumped her to become Aizen’s bum boy, so don’t judge me. She's promised to me,” Kurotsuchi screamed and darting forth, thrusting his zanpakuto toward my face. Gin batted it casually aside and stabbed the 12^th Division Captain in the chest.
Kurotsuchi looked down at the metal that had pierced him. “What? What did you just do? I want the woman. Your blade can’t kill me and after I’ve finished with her I’m coming for you. Now, give me my property. She’s mine now.”
“No, she’s not” Gin said calmly, “but you can have as much of my zanpakuto as you want. Here, have some more.” Swiftly he withdrew the blade and cut off his opponents arm that was holding his blade which he'd drawn in response to the attack. “I know you can reform, so I set up for this. My blade is coated with a thing you developed to deal with the Arrancar. Any part of you I cut off or cut will not heal or regrow. But, I won’t be mean. Bye bye, Captain 12,” Gin said as he cut the head from the body.
The swiftness of the end and the execution of the Captain was too fast for me to comprehend. The vile blood from the man splattered on the floor, but none of it touched Gin or me. I wished I could shut my eyes, but they refused to obey my command. While I did not like the man I had not wished to witness his death.
After wiping his blade on the Captain’s coat, Gin crouched in front of me, looking deep into my eyes. “Ran, I’m going to release you now. Don’t scream. Sit quietly.”  He murmured very quietly. A few seconds later I could feel the rope slip from my body. Swallowing hard I tried to stand but Gin stopped me. “We’re probably being watched and I don’t know how long I’ve got. The stuff that creep gave me might not work if Aizen uses his zanpakuto near me again.”
Through frozen lips I asked, “What do you mean about Orihime. There's something you're not telling me?” I felt my blood cool at the possibilities.
“Aizen has other toys in reserve but for now he’s screwing that girl. I tried to stop him, but until yesterday I had no means.”
Tears filled my eyes. Knowing the girl as I did she might never recover. Her love for Ichigo was complete and being forced into a liaison with someone else might break her. "Is she okay?"
Gin laughed, the sound harsh and bitter. “Even though he had control of me, even though he thought he had me completely mind fucked, I tried to help her. Gave her something to make it less painful but what else could I do? He guessed and tried to get me to obey him completely before I abducted you but there was one little thing he couldn’t do. After I abducted you and had you in my room, he was outside, orchestrating the whole thing, making me beat you. He never intended to let me have sex with you. I was only meant to torture you in preparation for him. I did the only thing I could; amplify your reiatsu so Captain 11 might notice.”
I shook my head. I knew Gin had acted strangely and he’d never hit me before. “Why did he send you to kidnap me? I don’t understand,” I asked quietly, fearing we might be overheard.
“To cause uproar in the Seireitei. Mostly to distract attention. You never know what twisted plan Aizen has in his mind.”
I nodded, wondering at Aizen’s decision.
“The termination of my child. Was that planned?” I had to know.
Gin’s grin grew wider as it often did when he had to state unpleasant truths. “We didn’t know about it until the girl tried to heal you. Aizen insisted because he likes fucking virgins. He made me get your virginity restored. He conned me into believing I could have you in that little set up. I think he planned to bind us both and fuck us in turn. I’ve tried to keep him off the little girl, but couldn’t,” he took both my hands and pressed his lips to them. I felt him press something into each of them and he gave me a intent look, trying to convey a message to me. As he released my hands I curved them shut and then casually shoved one into my pocket, placing whatever it was he had given me inside. I did the same with the other hand, under the pretext of rubbing my leg.
Orihime had suffered under Aizen’s hands. How would she be able to cope with his method of treating women? Aizen, everything led back to Aizen who caused all this grief in his ambition to gain absolute power. Even if he managed to do so, would it be worth it; all the deaths, the pain, the cruelty
Our conversation was as quiet as we could keep it. I knew that if we were overheard any chance I had for escape would vanish and now I wanted Gin to come with me. I no longer loved him romantically, but I felt a depth of pity for the man who had been prevented from acting how he wished for so long. He had been my friend and had been used abysmally.
Gin continued to talk, providing a distraction to anyone who might be watching, “When you came here and I remembered some of the things we'd meant to each other and it helped me remember what I once was. It’s too late…”
“It is too late for you, Ichimaru,” Tosen’s voice interrupted. He stood, seeming to watch us. “Wonderwice never trusted you and now I understand why. You do not truly accept as true the justice we mete out. That woman is the cause of your inability to comply and thus she must die.”
Rising to his feet Gin faced Tosen and sighed loudly. “I thought I’d screwed up the screens in this room. You’ve got it wrong. I was lying to her. She’s pregnant and Aizen wants to see what happens if he exposes a Shinigami foetus to the Hogyoku. It should be an interesting trial considering the who the father is. Aizen originally planned that she’d be pregnant by one of the Arrancar. I was just jollying her along, telling her the things her romantic little imagination wants to hear. Did you have fun watching this on the screens? Oh, wait, you're blind aren't you? You like living vicariously, because you don't know how to live."
Moving swiftly Tosen drove his blade toward my stomach. I didn’t even see him draw it and pushed back in the chair, but Gin’s sword pushed Tosen’s away.
“She’s pregnant with that animal’s spawn? It can’t be permitted to live, no matter the plans Aizen may have. I must kill the child and the father. If the mother perishes too, so be it. I am the hand of justice and will not be stayed.” Tosen seemed upset by the news.
“Hey, calm down. Geez, you’re causing me a lot of grief today, Ran. Okay, the truth is this, Tosen. The child is mine but I didn’t want Aizen or Ran to know. You know how possessive he is about me and he hates Ran intensely. He hoped last time, if I watched while he fucked her, I wouldn’t want her anymore. He was going to make sure it would be bad for both of us. But before that happened, you were watching on the monitor and you must have seen me slip my cock into her while her husband was beating up Aizen. I managed to come quickly because I’d been hard for her for so long and she was couldn’t say anything or protest. So the kid is mine.”
I was too amazed by the lies Gin was spinning. He had slipped his penis between my legs, but we did not have sex and he did not come. Retsu would have noticed and I’d been a virgin when I returned to the Seireitei. I blushed as I remembered how Zaraki had reacted and how good the sex had been when he’d finally taken me. Gin was lying, but the lie was convincing.
“Is this true?” Tosen looked at me with distaste but seemed to want an answer.
“I can’t remember,” I mumbled. “I was pretty badly beaten and I’m not sure I was even conscious at the time.” It was a lie, but better that either agreeing or disagreeing with Gin’s fabrication.
“Anyway, why are you here? I thought you were looking for Kenpachi. Didn’t you say something about brining justice to him?” Gin’s smile was insistent.
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A.N.
Slug man is dead. Profound sadness.
Yeah, I'm lying.
Soundtrack
'Dead Memories' Slipknot
'Lost in Thought' John Hopkins
'Menouthis' E. S. Posthumus
'Science Show' Bleach Beat Collection The Best 2
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