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Forged Confessions	By : BookMaggot Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Ukitake/Shunsui Views: 3963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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A/N: Yay next chappie! Just a note I wrote this one at four in the morning when I couldn't sleep. I gave it a once over, and felt it was okay but like always if anything is bugging you guys just lemme know. Finally the story is heading somewhere!
Whitetiger9953: lol! I am so glad you like the story! It does have some sad parts, unfortunately :( but you'll have to keep reading to see what happens next :) don't wanna spoil everything for you! Thanks for reviewing and I hope the next chapter keeps up with your expectations!
Raymay: Lollness, Read and find out... on both accounts ;) lol! Thanks for reviewing!
Okay like i said I wrote this puppy at four in the morning, any mistakes are my mistakes. I do feel I might have forced this chapter, but I hope it's still a good read.
Enjoy!
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Bells and Parchments

The late morning light illuminated the pitiful mirage the fire had left behind. It stood smoking in the sunlight, the few remaining pieces of scorched pillars and half collapsed rooftops the only proof there’d ever been a home here.
Kenpachi stood by the edge of the bridge, his eyes surveying the damage, and his heart feeling… heavy. As a rule he never really gave a shit about the problems of others but something in this whole ordeal felt wrong. Ever since seeing the rising smoke he could not shake the feeling this hadn't been an accident..
He could still remember the feeling of despair and loss, the same emotion now haunting him. And earlier when he’d helped to suppress Jushiro’s reiatsu in the infirmary he’d gotten the same messed up feeling, albeit distorted but it was still there. The same emotion of despair and utter misery.
It was disturbing, perhaps a little worrying, and so unlike Ukitake.
He needed to know, if only to bring himself peace of mind.
He trudged to the water’s edge and scanned the items washed up on the shore. Warm scarves, old weapons perhaps from his father, drawing, writings and partings, bottles filled with nothings and something and a sake bottle or two. He smirked at that.
Jushiro wasn’t so innocent then.
All Ukitake’s personal items and those of worth had been dumped, burned or washed away. He was vaguely surprised the disturbingly loyal members of the 13^th hadn’t come to clean up yet.
He sat on his haunches and carefully picked through the items. So many things destroyed and ruined but he didn’t really care. Material things could always be replaced. It was the life that hung in the balance that had him more worried. Or worried at all, as the case may be.
He scrabbled around some more before grunting with annoyance. Even if he could figure out what Ukitake had reached for the chances in finding it was almost naught. Of course he could always try finding the energy with some concentration.
He scoffed.
He hated that shit.
But despite his own trepidation Kenpachi tried to focus some of his energy in finding it. He closed his eyes and searched for something that would hold the same energy and emotion as before. But some items were too overwhelmed with joy, others too cared for, and others still too pale. Closing his eyes he tried to focus.
He’d never been good with this shit.
“Fuck this,” he muttered after a moment and stood up ready to leave. He didn’t have a reason to be here, he didn’t even have a reason to meddle… hell he didn’t even want to meddle. Why the fuck should he even care? It wasn’t his damned business!
He faltered only two steps further, a cold sensation running up his spine, and turning around he looked to the debris and slowly reached down to pick something up.
“Ken-chan!” the small ball of energy came running towards him, clutching something jiggly in her right hand but he wasn’t paying attention, his gaze stiffly focussed on the small item now held in his calloused hand.
“I found a fishy and played with it!” she exclaimed waving a dead fish at him, “But I don’t think he liked it,”
“Hm,” he grunted.
Yachiru frowned and tilted her head, “If you keep brooding like that, I’m gonna havta take your bells,”
But Kenpachi didn’t acknowledge her threat, much to his own peril, all he cared for at that moment was the small scrap of paper. The words scorched but so clearly written in Kyoraku’s sloppy handwriting;
‘… you complete me Jushiro’
The same amount of despair filtered off in heaps of this small scrap of paper, crying out its importance. He turned it around but the words weren’t clear. on the other side He turned it back and stared intently at the writings again. So many questions were raised but at least, in his books, it answered a few as well. He was a blood thirsty maniac, not and idiot. He could easily asked Kyoraku what had happened, and maybe help the old fool-
Kenpachi shook himself mentally.
He wasn’t a caring man, he reminded himself.
He didn’t really give a shit, which was true.
And he was known for his hard ass attitude so why the fuck give a shit about the old coots problems?
He looked up to the sky, closed his eyes and sighed. It was true he was a dick, and proud of it, he was a fighter and had little patience for pansy shit that wasted his time.
But…this was Jushiro, and that was a good enough reason for now.
“Got your bells!”
Kenpachi’s eyes snapped open just as his locks cascaded down his back, “Yachiru!” he yelled, “It took me three hours ta get those in!”
“Stop being a grumpy pants!”
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That ending was spur of the moment... sorry >_<
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