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House Arrest	By : Morales89 Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4783 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Disclaimer: Bleach is owned by Kubo Tite and Studio Pierrot, and licensed by Viz Media LLC. I make no claims to any characters or any canon plotlines that may exist within this story. I make no money from the writing of this fic. I only write for the entertainment of myself and my readers.
Summary: Grimmjaw, Ulquiorra, Stark, and Halibel defect during the battle with Aizen. Miraculously, they are given a second chance to live. As punishment for their crimes, they are forced into House Arrest in the human world with their respective probation officers. Grimmjaw and Ulquiorra are stuck with their personality opposites, but oddly...neither of them mind. This is their story. GrimmUryuu, RenUlqui, and others.

Pairings: GrimmIshi(main), RenUlquiRen (main), SadoIchi (side), StarkKira (side), KisukeHal (side)
a/n: This will be the first of the Stark and Halibel chapters. I decided to do their stories separate from Grimm and Ulquiorra's because it just makes it easier to follow. There's already so much going on as far as the Grimmjow and Ulquiorra chapters.
This chapter is unbeta'd for now! When Master Akira gets the edited version back to me. I will replace it!
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Chapter 5
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I stood outside the department store dressing room with a very excited Inoue Orihime inside of it. It was the weekend, and we were going to be meeting up with her group of friends at the beach for some socializing. I was a little excited. I mean, as far as Arracnar went, I knew the most about the Human World. There was a reason for this, of course. During my time in Hueco Mundo, I would sometimes be ordered to watch over the young girl who was now my probation officer. I may seem aloof and cold, but when it comes to people like Orihime-chan…I always find myself compassionate.
She was so young and naïve. As an older woman, I felt the need to protect and teach her. I'm not a lesbian, as some might think from my choice in fraccion. I like men very much, just not any of the ones that I am familiar with. The actual reason that all of my fraccion were girls was because I did not want them to have to be set with any of the male Espada. There were only two male Espada I would trust with them, Ulquiorra and Stark. The Cuarta had refused any fraccion, and Stark had his hands full with Lilinette.
I wanted to protect the girls from potential forced relations with their "masters". I could see it in that damned Quinta's eyes, the perverseness. Grimmjaw was a wildcat, literally, so he was too unpredictable to trust. Even if he didn't rape them, he's the type that gets violent if he doesn't get his way. So, I took them all under my wing as my own. I protected them with my strength, and thank the gods that I was as strong as I was…because all of the derelicts were lower ranked than me. Anyway, the whole point of this tangent was to explain how I came to know so much about the Human World.
When I would spend time with her, Orihime-chan would often blabber on and on about her hometown of Karakura. She'd chatter about all different kinds of human behaviors and technologies. I found myself intrigued by their decidedly complex society. In Hueco Mundo it was basically kill or be killed….even after Aizen had come to us, there was no real rule of law. Aizen was the Lord, and we were merely pawns in his grand scheme to dethrone the King of Soul Society. Humans were different.
The humans had intricate systems of government, complex languages, and all assortments of different activities they did just because they were bored. Orihime-chan would talk about how most nations in her world were ruled by laws. In her homeland, even government officials could be charged with crimes and imprisoned. I found myself utterly intrigued by her stories. I really enjoyed the young girl's company, finding that with each visit, I was increasingly getting sick of Aizen's absolute rule.
Someone like Orihime-chan does not belong locked behind a barred window in some colorless castle. She belongs in her world, free and happy. I began to think of her as a younger sister, almost wishing I could summon the courage to go against our overlord. So, after the final battle, after all of my little ones had fallen to the hands of the Shinigami…I was glad to have been stationed with her for my parole. I wasn't angry with Soul Society for killing my girls. They were only doing what they needed to survive. I was angry with Aizen for bringing them into his stupid war.
"How does this one look, Halibel-san!"
I blinked out of my thought-induced haze. The orange haired girl was standing before me in a one piece bathing suit that, though tasteful, emphasized the more gifted places of her figure. The soft pink of the material really brought out the tender peach of her skin tone. I smiled. She was lovely. I could only imagine how the boys in her group would react to seeing her that way. Of course, anyone who wanted a chance with her would have to meet my approval first. Whether it was the feelings of a mother or those of an older sister, I did not know yet. What I did know, however, was that I would never let anyone hurt this bright child again.
"It looks great, just like the other twelve you've tried on so far," I told her quietly. She beamed at me.
"Yea, but I like the color of this one the best!" she chirped. I laughed softly, ruffling her hair.
"Pink is a good color for you. Hurry, let's get you changed and paid for so that we're not late meeting your friends," I said, pushing her back towards the dressing room. I glared at the few teenaged boys walking by, ogling my young guard. Unfortunately, my glare only served to move their stares towards me. Orihime came out of the dressing room a few minutes later in her swishy, lavender summer dress with a smile.
"I can't wait to show Tatsuki-chan my new bathing suit! Oh! Wait 'til you meet her Halibel-san! You'll love her!" the girl twittered beside me. We reached the register with the two bathing suits, mine and hers, waiting for the clerk to ring us up.
"And wait until Grimmjaw-san, Ulquiorra-san, and Stark-san see you in you're bathing suit, Halibel-san! They'll be so impressed!" she said with a cute smile. I just laughed at her.
"Hm…I am quite sure that they won't be, Orihime-chan, but thank you for the compliment, I suppose," I answered, staring down at the teal bikini she'd picked out for me curiously.
It wasn't much less than what I wore in my resurrection form. God knows I'm used to being ogled and stared at by horny men. That's just how it is when you're the only female Espada. I was excited though. Going to the beach meant seeing the sea. Hueco Mundo was a wasteland of grey sand and lifelessness. To see the ocean had always been a dream of mine, ever since that first time I'd guarded the little princess back in Las Noches.
"Don't be ridiculous, Halibel-san! You look amazing in that bikini! I wish I had your figure!" Orihime chirped from beside me.
"You've got a lovely figure, Orihime-chan. Why would you want mine?" I asked, genuinely perplexed at the fact that a legitimately attractive female would say such a thing about herself.
It seemed to be a human female thing though…because during my short few weeks in the Human World, I'd noticed a lot of pretty young women complaining about their looks. They didn't like their thighs, or their bellies, or their noses. It was utterly puzzling, because more often than not, there was nothing wrong with them. I'd never had that problem, though I suppose I never really thought of my looks. I was more focused on staying as strong as I could so I could continue to prove my worth to Aizen as well as the rest of the Espada.
"But you're so tall, and you're complexion is so nice! I hope I grow up to be like you," she said softly, breaking me out of my thoughts again.
"You're fine just as you are, 'Hime, don't ever let me hear you saying anything less," I admonished as we paid the clerk. The orange haired girl smiled happily at me again.
"Thanks, Halibel-san! Nobody ever says things like that to me, besides Tatsuki-chan! But she's not always around. My brother used to say it a lot, but he's gone now. You know what, Halibel-san!" she said. I raised a brow in question, silently trying to follow her scatter-brained utterings.
"I wish you could stay here forever and be my big sister!" she smiled, bouncing out of the automatic doors to the store giddily as I followed quietly behind. I found myself thinking…I wouldn't mind staying in the Human World to become part of this girl's family.
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**Stark's POV**
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My probation officer was on the phone with someone. Who, I didn't know, but whoever it was, Kira obviously liked him/her. The blond was smiling and laughing like I'd never seen before. Of course, he thought I was sleeping; otherwise he wouldn't be so open with his emotions. I watched him silently, admiring the gentle beauty of his face. Who'd have thought I would be placed with someone like him? I'd thought, since I was the Primera and all, that they'd stick me with someone like that burly Captain with the pointy hair, or even the Commander. But, no…they'd put me up with this small, timid, tragically adorable vice-captain that never ceased to entertain me with his shyness.
"Don't call me '–chan' you jerk!" he cried indignantly into the phone with a cute little blush on his angled cheeks.
I smirked a little, closing my eyes and lolling my head back against the couch lazily. I was happy he'd finally stopped being afraid of me. Oh, and I'm glad he stopped hating me as well. During the first week he'd been skittish and evasive. He did his best to ignore me unless it was to feed me, or fill me in on something that was necessary to my survival. That kind of treatment had gotten old very quickly. I ended up sitting him down and talking to him about it with blunt honesty.
"What do you want, Hollow?" he asked snippily. I merely stared at him blankly from the seat across from him.
"Look, Shinigami. You don't like me, I get it. But, we're in this whole probation thing together. It's getting rather bothersome trying to pussy foot around you. So, I'm just going to flat out tell you that I'm not going to deal with this anymore," I said. He blinked at me, stunned at my forwardness.
"What do you want me to do? I've been trying to give you your space. I've been trying to let you get used to the idea of my being here…but you're just refusing to try," I started. He averted his eyes to the side.
"I'm just trying to get this over, so that I can go back to Soul Society and start a new life. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not going to hurt any of your friends. Could you just, I don't know…give me the benefit of the doubt?" I asked. He continued to stare at the ground.
"I placed my life in the hands of the Shinigami when I defected. Doesn't that count for anything?" I pushed.
His eyes widened slightly as they turned up to meet mine. They were so big and blue, so confused. He was silent for a few more moments, though it looked like he was thinking pretty hard. I sighed. He really was quite bothersome, but I supposed that getting past this block between us would make living with each other much easier. It was worth the trouble.
"Alright, Stark-san, I'll try," he said. I blinked at the sound of my name coming from his mouth. He'd never called me by my name before.
"So…can I call you by your name then?" I asked. He blinked, blue eyes filling with uncertainty.
"Okay…m-maybe that will make this easier," he agreed. I smiled lazily at him, leaning back against the couch and cracking one eye open to look at him.
"Alright, Izuru-kun," I said, quite enjoying the blush it brought to his cheeks.
"Stark-san!" I blinked out of my daze, turning my eyes up to lock with irritated blue. I yawned.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" I asked. Kira sighed.
"Stark-san, you really daydream too much. I called you at least four times," he said. I continued to stare at him flatly.
"*Gomen, gomen…what is it that you needed, Izuru-kun?" I asked, waving my hands lazily. He blushed.
"They're bringing Lilinette-chan today. Yamamoto-soutaicho said that it would be okay to bring her with us to the beach this afternoon."
"Ah, I haven't heard that name in a few months," I said.
"I still haven't met her, Stark-san. What is she like?" he asked. I smiled at him dryly.
"Hm..she's extremely annoying. Real loud and hyperactive. Never lets me get any sleep," I explained.
"Oh…"
"Do you like children, Izuru-kun?" I asked. He blinked in confusion.
"I do," he answered unsurely. I closed my eyes and slumped back.
"Then you'll be fine," I said.
"Okay…"
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**Halibel's POV**
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We arrived at the Urahara Shouten around twelve o'clock. We were supposed to pick up some special type of sunscreen made especially for the gigai's skin. The little girl with the pigtails welcomed us in and made us tea, disappearing into the shop to find the owner. The large man with the braids came out first with long, beach towels, and some small finger food. Then Urahara-san came out with a big, bright smile on his face, fanning himself lightly.
"Good afternoon, Orihime-chan! How are you?" he asked happily.
"Hi Urahara-san! I'm great!" 'Hime chirped in return. His warm grey eyes turned on me and he tipped his hat with a smile.
"And you, Halibel-san? How is your stay in the Human World panning out?" he asked, sitting down at the table as he handed a tube of that special sunscreen to Orihime.
"I have been well, Urahara-san. Thank you for asking," I said politely with a nod. He batted his fan in his face a few times, a strange glint in his eyes.
"Of course I would want to know how our loveliest guest in the Real World is doing," he said.
I blinked at him, taking in the expression on his face carefully to check for ill intentions. Usually when men hit on me, it led to their trying to take what they wanted. In Aizen's case, he always did, for he was the only one powerful enough to do so. Urahara was not an easy man to read. He always had a giddy, amused gleam in his eyes accompanied by an impish curl of his lips. The Shinigami was an attractive man. I would be lying if I said anything less. His sandy blond hair complimented his warm grey eyes nicely. He had smooth, lightly tanned skin and a toned physique. But my admiration of his features aside, he didn't seem to have any secret motives behind his compliment.
"Lay off pervo, no need ta come on so strong this early," a rough, masculine voice grumbled from the doorway. I glanced over to see the former Cuarta and his probation officer entering the room. Ulquiorra nodded to me in recognition. I returned it shortly.
"Yare, Yare! I don't know what you are talking about, Freeloader-san!" the man in green chirped happily.
The red haired Shinigami glowered at him. I know that most people find him annoying, but I personally like Urahara-san. His chipper attitude is really a nice change from Aizen's pompousness, Tousen's righteousness, and Gin's creepiness. It's almost kind of cute. And even though he was more powerful than me, even though he made passes at me, I knew he wasn't going to do anything harmful with those desires.
"Renji-kun! What are you doing here?" Orihime-chan asked from next to me. He smiled at her.
"I'm here ta pick up that shit I'm supposed ta rub on myself ta fight the sun or somethin'," he said. She laughed.
"It's called sunscreen, Renji-kun," she corrected sweetly.
"That's right, Freeloader-san. And don't forget to rub it all over Ulquiorra-san as well," the man in the hat inserted mischievously. I held back a laugh as Orihime giggled next to me. The redhead just glared at the shopkeeper.
"Don't be a pervert! I'm jus' gonna rub it on his back side 'cus he can't reach!" he snarled. I did laugh a little that time, as the tattooed man's face bloomed in a scarlet blush. Ulquiorra, I noted, was also blushing lightly and fidgeting a little.
"Oh I'm sure you will rub it on his backside," the blond man said deviously.
I held back a bubble of laughter. He really was quite entertaining, and so was the bright shade of scarlet that the two parties being discussed turned simultaneously. Watching Ulquiorra emote, in any way, made me come to the decision that the Shinigami had chosen the right probation officer for him. Abarai Renji was obviously having a good influence on the former Cuarta.
"Alright kiddies! Tessai, get the car ready! I'm sure that Ishida-kun and Kitty-kun are waiting for us already," Urahara chirped brightly.
"Wait, where's Kira?" Abarai asked.
"He said he'd meet us there. Oh right! Ururu-chan, take some of the sunscreen with us for him!"
With that, we all piled into a mini-van, and were driven down to the nearest beach.
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**Kira's POV**
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"Get up, ya lazy bastard! It's time to go! Kira-kun is waiting for you!"
I shot my gaze over to the shout. Sure enough, Lilinette was kicking the crap out of Stark in an attempt to wake him up. I walked over to them quietly, placing a hand on her shoulder and moving her aside. For some reason, she listened to me, but not him. It was strange, seeing as she was basically his Zanpakuto.
"It's alright, Lilinette-chan. I'll wake him. You go change into the bathing suit I gave you so we can leave," I said gently. She smiled widely at me.
"Okay, Kira-kun!" and in a gust of wind she was gone. For all the loud, obscene things that came out of the little Hollow's mouth, she was really cute. I smiled softly in her direction. She'd be fun to be around.
"You're pretty good with kids, huh, Izuru-kun?" I glanced down to see one of Stark's tired, grey eyes staring up at me. I blushed a little at his compliment.
"I suppose so."
"Lilinette has never listened to me so well," he said, grinning.
"You're hardly awake enough to tell her to do anything, Stark-san," I replied. He just continued smiling at me before pushing himself up into a sitting position.
"Yea, you're probably right."
"Just change into your swimming trunks. We're going to be late if we take much longer."
"Hmm.." He looked me up and down, taking in the knee length swimming trunks and exposed skin. "I only hope it'll look half as good on me."
Then he was in the bathroom, but not before he saw the violent blush that'd erupted over my face. I sat down on the couch, trying to calm myself. Why Stark hit on me all the time was a mystery to me. I'd never considered myself to be overly attractive, or even desirable. I'm not really much fun to be around, as quiet and shy I am. I get drunk after a sip of sake, and I'm not much of a party man. So, honestly, why anyone could be interested in me confused me. But, I supposed that my lack of a social life appealed to the former Primera's lack of drive.
'That might be it.'
"Kira-kun! How does it look?"
I broke out of my thoughts to look over in the little Hollow's direction. She looked adorable in her pink, polka dotted, one piece. It was modestly designed, good for a child to wear. At the top, in the middle of her chest there was a little bow, and around her waist there were skirt-like ruffles. I smiled at her, standing to smooth down her hair.
"It looks very cute, Lilinette-chan." She beamed, thanking me and hugging me tight.
"Nah, Kira-kun?"
"What is it?" Magenta eyes peered up at me imploringly.
"Will you stay with us when it's time to go back to Soul Society?" I blinked at her, confused for a moment. I tried to think of what to say. She took my silence as rejection.
"Please, Kira-kun! I'm scared to go back there on my own, and Stark is so lazy! I won't have anyone to play with!"
She pouted cutely at me, and I felt myself melting a little inside. I wished I could tell her that, yes, I would stay with them. But, the truth of the matter was that I didn't know what was going to happen to them when they returned to Seretei. Yamamoto-soutachi said he'd be sending them to a few months of Academy training before they were inducted into the Gotei 13. But, who knew if Stark would want me around after they returned?
"Lilinette, stop harassing Izuru-kun. It's time to go, isn't it?" Stark's voice said from the direction of the bathroom.
I looked over, blushing brightly at the sight that met me. Stark looked thin in normal clothes, but there was an impressive amount of muscle clinging to his tall form. Well formed pecks, defined arms, washboard abs…I felt my stomach tighten and squirm at the sight of him. His best feature had to be his legs though. Tanned and muscular, they seemed to go on for days. I averted my gaze guiltily to the floor when I met his amused gaze.
"Let's get going."
"Okay!"
"*Sigh* Fine.."
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**Halibel's POV**
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The sea is like nothing I've ever seen in my lifetime. It's so vast, and beautiful. Its shimmering waters seem to reflect the vibrant rays of sunlight that peek through the fluffy white clouds in the pale blue sky. When we arrived, 'Hime and I helped each other put on the sunscreen, and lay out a few towels on the sand. We were met by Grimmjaw and his probation officer, a rather cute little thing with glasses. I couldn't help but smile at the changes in the once wild and uncouth Sexta.
Well, he wasn't really tame…but the small, pale boy seemed to have some kind of power over Grimmjaw I'd never seen before. The former Sexta was utterly enthralled by the boy, in a much different way than he had been obsessed with Kurosaki. Instead of wanting to destroy the small Quincy, Grimmjaw seemed to want to please him. I'd never seen my fellow Espada act towards anyone that way before. He was never too far from his probation officer. If someone else looked at the boy, he'd stare them down until they gave up. I think the most noticeable thing was the obvious flirtation. Every once and a while Grimmjaw would lean over to whisper in the boy's ear, causing him to squawk and turn red in embarrassment.
"Pervert!" the Quincy would cry, slapping the former Sexta in the back of the head.
"Hey, Schiffer! We gotta put this lotion on ya or yer gonna burn somethin' terrible."
I was distracted from Grimmjaw by Abarai's loud voice. Turning to my right, I saw the tall, redhead squirting some of the sunscreen onto his hands and rubbing it over his own arms. I quite liked his tattoos. They were unique and nice to look at. Then of course, Abarai is a nice man to look at either way..but he's not really my type. I prefer intelligence to brutishness. I nearly giggled when I watched the redheaded Lieutenant spread more cream over his hands and start smoothing them over Ulquiorra's back. The former Cuarta jumped and shivered, blushing lightly, but not pulling away. Ulquiorra wasn't one to be touched. I could tell he was fighting the instinct to shove the other man away.
"There ya go! Yer nice and protected now!"
"Thank you, Abarai-san."
He was still blushing when the tattooed man asked him to put the cream on his back. I never knew the Cuarta could be so cute. He was always so cold back in Hueco Mundo. Seeing him so shy and timid was refreshing. In fact, the changes in all of my fellow Espada were quite refreshing. Speaking of whom, Kira-san and Stark arrived with Lilinette not ten minutes later. I find it funny that Lilinette-chan seems to have no issues obeying the blond Shinigami when she often gives Stark so many problems.
The final people to arrive were Kurosaki, a girl with black hair, and Kurosaki's large, muscular friend. They chatted amiably amongst themselves, all greeting Orihime-chan warmly as well as the Ishida boy. Tatsuke, the black haired girl, was a spitfire who lived and breathed to protect Orihime. I instantly liked her. Lilinette-chan ran off with the two children from the Shouten, that Tessai man following after them to keep watch. Ulquiorra and Ishida settled next to one another under the shade providing umbrella, quietly conversing. Their rougher counterparts had joined Kurosaki and the tall one for a game of volleyball.
"I'm gonna go swim with Tatsuki-chan. Will you be okay by yourself, Halibel-san?" I snapped out of my observant mindset to see Orihime-chan looking at me in concern.
"I'll be fine, Orihime-chan. You go and have fun," I said.
She hugged me and rushed over to meet her fried at the water's edge excitedly. I leaned back on the turquoise towel 'Hime had bought me to match my bathing suit, watching the waves ripple gently against the shore. It was strange, to feel so calm, to feel so free, even if I was on probation. Because all my life, I'd lived in fear of being overcome. Ever since my birth as an Arracnar, I'd been used again and again in many different ways by my creator. In truth, this probation was so much more liberating than my life had been in Hueco Mundo.
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*Stark's POV*
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I watched Lilinette make sand castles with the Urahara's brats a few feet away. She really seemed to be enjoying herself. It was good for me, because that meant that I'd be able to laze in the sun without any annoying distractions. Like a foot up my ass. Izuru-kun was sitting next to me, under an umbrella, and reading a book quietly. He had chatted with the redheaded Shinigami for a few moments, but Grimmjaw had decided he wanted to go in the ocean, and Abarai decided to go with him. It was a little shocking for the panther-hollow to want to go in the water, but I suppose his curiosity got the better of him.
"Halibel-san seems to be doing well."
I looked over towards the former Tercera. She was dressed in a turquoise colored bikini that showed off her ample curves in just the right way. She looked quite beautiful sitting there, gazing out at the ocean softly with a gentle smile on her face. I smiled as I turned my gaze back on my probation officer.
"It does seem that way, doesn't it?" Blue eyes turned on me.
"Hai. I'm glad."
"Me too, Izuru-kun. Me too."
I meant it too. Out of all of us, Halibel had been through the most. I mean, Ulquiorra had gotten some harsh beatings, and I've had my share of torture…but Halibel. Halibel was subjected to something that neither of us could even imagine happening. Halibel was hurt in ways that I wasn't sure would ever heal, and I hated Aizen for that. I mean what he did to Ulquiorra and I was terrible. His allowance of Tousen's sins against Grimmjaw was disgusting. But, his transgressions against Halibel…his utter disregard of her rights as a living being was just despicable.
"Izuru-kun?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you think it's possible for someone like me to be happy?" I asked.
It was something I'd been pondering since we'd walked out of Soul Society alive a couple of weeks ago. As a Hollow, could I ever truly be happy? Was that even possible? The Shinigami blinked up at me with confused eyes the color of the vast ocean we'd come to visit for the day. His gaze softened with something that looked suspiciously like pity. Izuru is beautiful. I don't know if I've mentioned that yet, but he is. Especially when he looks at me like I actually mean something.
"I think, Stark-san, that if you wish to be happy…it is possible."
He smiled at me then, sweet and caring. I don't think he even knew that it looked so cute. In that moment I thought that maybe, if I could stay with Izuru-kun, I could be happy. Lilinette already seemed to think so. She's always right, as much as I hate to admit it.
"You're cute, Izuru-kun. You know that?" He blushed a lovely shade of red at the compliment, muttering his thanks and stuffing his nose back into his book in embarrassment.
'Hehe, really cute.'
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*Halibel's POV*
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"Halibel-san! Are you all by yourself over here?" a voice called chirpily on my left. I turned my eyes on a smiling shopkeeper, dressed in a green pair of swimming trunks, his usual hat and haori in place.
"May I sit down?" I blinked up at the man, searching his warm, grey eyes for any reasons to distrust him. I found none.
"Of course, Urahara-san."
"Call me, Kisuke, Halibel-san. Too many people call me Urahara-san these days. It makes me feel old," he said poutily. I couldn't help but smile at his rather childish expression. His smile seemed to widen at the sight of mine.
"Would you look at that? That's a pretty smile you have there, Halibel-san. I'd be careful where you point that weapon. The whole beach might fall in love with you," he said, plopping down next to me on his own towel.
I felt my cheeks grow hot at his compliment. Truth be told, I was having a little trouble getting used to all of his innocent compliments. Well, it's not as if they were entirely innocent. I am a Hollow, and my sense of smell is quite amplified. I knew he wanted me. But, the fact that he seemed quite content in keeping his distance, in letting me decide whether I wished to respond to his advances, utterly baffled me. Aizen was never like that. Aizen took what he wanted from me, uncaring of my feelings. Aizen held me down and…
"I didn't mean that you should stop," Urahara's quiet voice said from beside me. I looked over at him again, snapping out of horrible thoughts of my creator. His grey eyes were warm and soft. They were lovely. I could feel my cheeks heating again as I fought to tear my gaze away.
"I only meant that maybe you should smile only at me. I may be the only one strong enough to resist the pull," he said.
His voice was so warm and hypnotic. I felt my heart speed up as I continued to look into his mesmerizing gaze. I'd never had someone say such sweet words to me. Usually they said something vulgar, and tried to take what they wanted from me. But, Urahara, he didn't even move closer to me. He was allowing me complete control of the situation. I liked it…I liked him.
"Perhaps you are right, Kisuke-san." The smile that followed my words made my heart leap in my chest. It was so bright and sweet. I couldn't help but smile back at him a little.
"There it is. I quite like the idea of you smiling only for me, Halibel-san. You're so beautiful."
"Thank you, Kisuke-san." He pushed a lock of my hair behind my ear, startling me with his touch. I couldn't help but recoil a bit, flashes of less gentle touches coming to my mind.
"I'm not going to hurt you," I heard him say. I looked up at him, hating the guilt that was in his eyes. I hadn't meant to react that way. His touch had been so simple and soft.
"I know…I'm sorry…"
"Don't be sorry. Just remember that I am not he who has hurt you so badly. Someone as beautiful as you should never be allowed to be broken."
His expression was sincere. I believed him…at least I wanted so badly to be able to believe him. He was not the one who had hurt me. In fact, he was quite the opposite of the man who had. I decided to trust him, warily, but still trust him.
'Don't make me regret it, Kisuke-san…'

TBC!
a/n: and that's all for my Halibel and Stark chapter! There will be more of them to come, but again, in their own separate chapters like this one!
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