Healing | By : kanzen Category: Bleach > General Views: 12546 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Time for another chapter since I have time also I’ve been planning this part for a while. This chapter won’t have as much sex as some of the others (like the last one which was a huge orgy). I was thinking about listing the pairings as usual but it takes away from the suspense so I think I’m going to stop posting the pairings at the beginning, maybe at the end? We’ll see.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach or any of its characters and I am not getting paid in any way to write this fic.
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After a few minutes Unohana sat up from the water, she had unbraided her hair in order to clean it completely. When she stood from the water her hair clung to her breasts and stomach. She walked to a cabinet against the wall and pulled a towel from the stack inside. She dried herself off and hung the towel over a towel rod made into the wall; she spread it out evenly to allow it to dry and walked toward the main room. Few people outside of the 46 shinigami that lived in the building knew it as well as she did, she’d been there numerous times because of the nature of her zanpakto. She was asked to join the Central Chamber a few times in the past but given her abilities she convinced them that she would be best suited to remain a captain. They still saw her as an equal to General Yamamoto in a lot of ways, namely wisdom and power.
She walked through the main room stepping over the puddles of semen and passed out council members to her clothing. She elegantly yet efficiently dressed herself in her normal attire. Once everything was on she quickly braided her hair and took her zanpakto as she showed herself out. Once she was out of the room she appeared at the inner entrance to the compound, bypassing the maze of corridors. She walked across the bridge over the mote to the outer door. As she got to it she pushed it open snapping the two guards to attention as they bowed, “Good afternoon Captain Unohana.”
She smiled gently, “Good afternoon. Have either of you seen Captain Ukitake?” They shook their heads, “Thank you anyway. Please enjoy the remainder of your shift.”
They nodded; she smiled gently and turned, before she was completely facing away she disappeared. She appeared around the corner from the thirteenth squad’s compound. She walked around the corner snapping the guards to attention as they bowed, both were male, one was a normal human like shinigami, the other was taller and more round, his skin was red and he had spikes protruding from his head in a few places. The human like guard bowed, “Good afternoon Captain Unohana.”
She smiled her usual gentle smile, “Good afternoon, is Captain Ukitake here?”
They nodded and pushed the door open. She walked through with a gracious nod and started on the familiar path to the Captain’s office. As she walked she was greeted by every shinigami along the way, as she neared the main office she noticed a shinigami with the lieutenant badge on his arm. Iba turned to her, his sunglasses hid the look in his eyes but she was certain by the jump he made before he bowed that she’d surprised him, “Good afternoon Captain Unohana.”
She noticed his head guiding his eyes to her zanpakto; it was a well known fact that she only carried her zanpakto to official gatherings and to battle. No one had ever seen her fight prior to the battle with Aizen, what they saw frightened them, what frightened them more was that she instantly killed a captain level opponent without her zanpakto. She allowed his induction to go unnoticed and smiled, “Is Captain Ukitake awake?”
He immediately bowed, “Yes captain, he is in his office doing paperwork.”
She smiled, “Thank you.”
She glided past him to the large doors where she took the knocker and firmly knocked on the door. She heard a voice call to her, “Come in.”
She walked through the door and saw Ukitake’s head framed by stacks of paper. When he saw her his face lit up and he stood from his seat, “Retsu.”
She smiled, “Ukitake, how are you feeling?”
He walked to a couch against a wall of books and took a seat prompting her to do the same, “I’m feeling much better, Hatachi stopped by to heal my injuries.”
She smiled, “I had a feeling General would have asked him to come by.”
“Speaking of which, to what do I owe your visit today?”
She smiled, he always liked to charm her, he knew most people were too afraid of her to say anything more than they needed to. That being said she seldom got compliments, “The Hougyoku is not destroyed, therefore Aizen is not dead.”
He rubbed his chin, “But you used Spiritual Extinction, the soul known as Aizen should no longer exist.”
She shook her head, “It merely kills the target, however the Hougyoku is not a spirit and it has been known to change destinies simply by being near it.”
He looked up as he thought aloud, “How can it be destroyed then?”
“Former Captain Urahara is not sure how to destroy it; I have a method that will work.”
He looked to her paler than usual, “What do you have in mind?”
“I have been allowed by Central Chamber 46 to go into Hecto Mundo to complete the task; I was also allowed to take a few individuals with me. Your zanpakto’s ability will ease the burden on the others. Will you come with me?”He answered immediately, “Certainly, I can’t turn down an offer from the most beautiful woman in Soul Society.”
She smiled and pushed herself to him. Using her right hand she pulled him into a kiss, her left hand slipped into his hakama and grabbed his stiffening member. He was immediately moaning into her mouth, her touch felt like a bed of feathers; in this case, it was stroking his member. Since he was normally recuperating he didn’t have as much sexual experience as other shinigami. He was also being stroked by Unohana. Aside from her beauty she seemed to know exactly what to do to make people explode in their hakamas; in a matter of seconds she’d proven it. He squeezed his eyes closed as he poured his essence into her hand. She slowly pulled it out making sure to keep it off of his hakama and brought it to her mouth. She looked him in the eyes as she sucked up the semen like a delicious soup. She licked her hand clean and smiled, “There will be more when we finish our mission.”
He leaned back on the couch and smiled, “I’ll meet you at the gate.”
Before he could say anything he was asleep. She smiled and stood from the couch. She turned him so he was laying down and slipped out of the room. On her way out every shinigami greeted her as usual. When she left the main gate she walked toward an alley, when she was out of sight she disappeared.
She reappeared at the entrance to the twelfth division compound. As she got to the gate a camera consisting of an eyeball looked down at her. The door creaked open allowing her access. She walked through the straight dark hallway and saw a few shinigami walking about in the distance. She took her time walking to others allowing her to soak up the grotesque scenery of the building. She wasn’t fond of the way it looked but she knew that each division’s interior decorating paralleled the style of the captain. As she neared the shinigami they bowed, “Good afternoon Captain Unohana.”
She smiled, “Good afternoon is Captain Kurotsuchi here?”
Nemu walked forward, “Yes Captain Unohana, I will take you to Mayuri if you would like.”
Unohana lowered her head, “Thank you.”
The two started on their way allowing the other shinigami to get back to their obtuse experiments. As they walked Unohana noticed that Nemu wore a tight skirt rather than a hakama. She’d never gotten to work on Nemu because Kurotsuchi did whatever maintenance she required. The more she thought about it the more she wanted to indulge herself in the large breasted lieutenant in front of her. As they got to a set of stairs Unohana got a perfect view up Nemu’s skirt. She had nice hips framing an equally nice ass. As she walked Unohana noticed that Nemu wasn’t wearing panties, she wondered if Nemu had feelings about other shinigami seeing her secrets or if she even cared. One way or another Unohana fought off the urge to hold the lieutenant down and finger her until she squirted dry. She did however feel herself getting wet thinking about it. She pushed the thought out of her mind as they got to the top of the stirs.
The large door slid sideways open allowing the two to enter the main libratory. When they walked in Nemu stopped by the door and allowed Unohana to continue to the division captain. He was sitting in his large chair staring at an enormous computer screen. As she neared him he turned in his chair to face her. “I understand that you’ve come to see if I will go to Hecto Mundo with you to destroy the Hougyoku.” She nodded, “I’m not sure why I should go, there is nothing more of interest to me in that dreadful desert.”
She thought of how odd it was to hear him call something dreadful but dismissed the thought as she responded, “Are you not interested in how I intend to destroy it?” His face lit up but she continued, “I have been allowed, by Central Chamber 46, to complete the task using forbidden magic.”
He immediately became pale though it was not visible with his usual white complexion. Normally when a new Captain joined he got all of the information on their abilities, Unohana had been a captain for longer than he had, so he knew virtually nothing about her abilities. In fact, he knew the same amount about her abilities as he did about Yamamoto’s. The bit that he knew was that a side effect of her zanpakto was her sexual appetite. As he recalled the face he looked to Nemu then back to Unohana, “Alright Nemu and I will go. I have long kept your zanpakto’s side effect a secret because you are one of the few shinigami that I respect. I respect what I don’t know. Nemu will show you an alternate exit from the compound,” he paused, “A more private exit.”
Unohana smiled and turned to Nemu as she emotionlessly led Unohana back down the stairs. He knew that Unohana was sharp enough to pick up the hint he had made with his eyeline. As they walked down the stairs Unohana debated on whether or not she should press the lieutenant up against the wall and have her way with the victim. As she thought about it Nemu stopped, forcing Unohana to do the same. Nemu pointed to a narrow hallway and spoke emotionlessly, “It’s this way.”
From her elevated position Unohana could almost see down Nemu’s kimono. She didn’t think further about it, why fanaticize about what would soon become a reality? Nemu led Unohana down the narrow hallway and as they got to a door Unohana saw an eyeball camera looking at them. She looked up at it and asked curiously, “Who has access to those cameras?”
Nemu replied blankly, “Only Mayuri.”
As soon as she finished her top was open and Unohana was fondling her large breasts while sucking on her beck. By comparison she noticed that Nemu did have larger breasts than she did but it didn’t stop her from pinching her nipples in an attempt to milk her. Unohana was curious about Nemu, she knew that she was created from nothing by Kurotsuchi and that every bit of her had a purpose. As she pinched Nemu’s nipples a purple liquid oozed out. Unohana saw it but before she could ask Nemu panted, “Antidote to Mayuri’s bankai’s poison.” Unohana licked some of the ooze and noticed the honey like flavor with a hint of grape. She smiled to herself and reached between her legs where she pushed a finger into Nemu’s dripping pussy. She pulled her finger out and saw the same purple ooze on her fingers; she licked it and confirmed that it was the same flavor. Nemu moaned, “That is also the antidote.”
Unohana smiled, “If one gets poisoned by Kurotsuchi a way to live is to have sex with you?”
She nodded as she pressed herself into Unohana and panted, “That is correct.” As Unohana continued Nemu squeezed her eyes closed and moaned, “I’ve never felt this way before. Something’s coming.”
Unohana smiled as she pulled her fingers up hard lifting Nemu onto her tiptoes as she exploded coating her dress, thighs, the wall, and Unohana’s hand with the thick purple ooze. Unohana eased Nemu to the floor where she sat her down leaning on the wall and licked the purple substance from her hand. Mayuri sat in his large chair wiping semen off of the keyboard as he grumbled, “Why can Unohana make Nemu cum but I can’t?”
Unohana leaned down and pecked a kiss on Nemu’s forehead energizing the girl, “I will meet you and Captain Kurotsuchi at the gate.”
She nodded as she leaned back and cooed happily. Unohana turned and disappeared. She appeared in her room where she took the cloth bag she’d received from Yamamoto. She walked out of her room and down the hall to Ikkaku’s room. She slid the door open and walked in. As she came into sight she saw Ikkaku’s strong back as he sat up on the bed. She slid the door closed and walked to him, “How do you feel?”
He turned to her and smiled slightly embarrassed as he covered himself, “A lot better Captain Unohana.”
She smiled, “Good news. This is my home; it is where I primarily do advanced healing. You were in bad shape.”
His eyes widened as he pulled his white kimono over his shoulders, “What happened in the fight?”
“You stopped Aizen for the time being.”
“But what about Gin?”
Unohana walked to his side as she looked out the window, “I killed him.” He was stunned; he wouldn’t have imagined Unohana hurting a fly. She continued solemnly, “Ichimaru was a traitor, dying in battle allowed him to go with a little honor.” She turned to him, “You used a forbidden spell to stop Aizen,” she walked toward him, “You are to be both rewarded and punished.” She held the white sack up, “Both are in this bag.”
She walked to him and set the bag on the bed. Ikkaku looked at it and untied it slowly, when he looked inside he threw the bag aside, “I refuse, kill me.”
She pushed the bag back to him, “It’s an honor for anyone but a punishment for you; we are prepared to accommodate you.” He paused so she continued, “As you know the eleventh squad has a fine reputation, but it is strictly not magic oriented. Your bankai is magic oriented like mine,” his eyes widened, no one had ever heard Unohana refer to her bankai. Everyone knew that there was a high probability that she had one, it was simply unfathomable. “Wouldn’t it be nice to have an eleventh squad that allowed magic based abilities? Obviously Kenpachi would never agree to it.” Ikkaku pulled the haori out of the bag and stared at the symbol on the back, “As the new captain of the ninth division you will be able to create a squad like the eleventh that uses magic based abilities and work hand in hand with the eleventh squad to maintain a fighting force for soul society should the need arise.”
Ikkaku slipped on the haori and walked around feeling it flow behind him. It was sleeveless like the newer captain’s haori, on the back was the insignia of the Ninth division, Tosen’s old division. The more he walked with it the happier he got. He turned to Unohana, picked up his sword, and smiled, “I like it.”
Unohana smiled gently, “Good, I would like for you to accompany me and some other captains to Hecto Mundo: to kill Aizen.”
Without a word Ikkaku nodded, he was ready for payback; he knew that there was nothing lower than a traitor. Unohana slid the door open and walked out with Ikkaku close behind. He fought to hide his grin; it would take time to get used to the attention of a Captain’s Haori. As they got to the end of the hall Unohana turned and knocked on a door. Her shorter subordinate came to the door and immediately bowed, “Yes Captain Unohana and Captain,” she looked up a little and her eyes widened, “Ikkaku.”
Unohana smiled, “Are you prepared to go to Hectu Mondo with us?”
Saki’s eyes widened as he looked down and shook her head, “I’m afraid not Captain.”
Unohana looked to the corner of the room, “Get your zanpakto and you’ll be ready.”
She mumbled, “We’re leaving right now?” Unohana nodded, “Isane and Iemura will take care of things while we are gone.”
After a brief pause Saki ran to the corner of her room and took her zanpakto, she hurried back to the door and bowed again, “I’m ready now.”
Ikkaku laughed lightly at Unohana’s subordinate’s reaction; it was exactly the way he would have reacted at her rank. The three walked outside and toward the gate. As they approached they saw the other captains gathered, along with people wearing attire that was different from normal shinigami attire. Saki’s eyes widened when she saw the ranks of the other people going. Ukitake was there along with Shunsui and Nanao, Kurotsuchi and Nemu, the two in nontraditional uniforms were Urahara and Yorouchi. Urahara spoke first, “Congratulations Ikkaku,” Ikkaku smiled and Urahara turned to Unohana, “I hope you don’t mind if I tag along.”
Unohana shook her head, “Not at all, you created the Hougyoku.”
He smiled sheepishly as he scratched his head, “I’m not sure how to destroy it myself.”
Kurotsuchi grimaced, “How very unscientific of you.”
“Enough,” Unohana stopped the quarrel.
Yorouchi pointed behind her, “We took Orihime to your residence to help in the healing effort while you’re gone.”
Unohana smiled, “How very considerate of you, thank you.”
They walked to the gate as the two doors opened, Saki stuck close to Yorouchi as they walked to the light. Urahara thought aloud, “Can it really be destroyed?”
Unohana silenced his doubt, “Anything that can be made, can be unmade.”
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I actually intended to make this cover the fight with Aizen but stuff took more time than I thought to set up. The next part has an interesting pairing and the fight with Aizen. Fortunately I’m working in a setup for some other pairings, you can probably guess them I imagine. Hopefully I’ll get more written this week on the next chapter, spring break is nice. Anyway R&R.
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