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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
- 8
- 9
- 10
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)
Warning: May contain spoilers, language, m/m hints, sexual themes
a/n: okay peoples! This is another Stark and Halibel chapter! Enjoy and please review!
Unbeta'd please excuse any mistakes!

Chapter 9
Izuru and I were sitting on the couch together across from a tall, dark haired Shinigami that went by the name of Hisagi Shuuhei. Apparently the recently promoted Captain of the Ninth Squad was sent on his first mission as Captain to complete a report on my status. Izuru made tea and served it with a smile as he and his former senpai chatted with each other about the happenings in Soul Society since my probation officer had been gone.
"Ukitake-taicho, Kuchiki-taicho, and Rangiku-san are here? Why so many?" my blond jailor asked with questioning eyes.
"Well, originally it was just supposed to be Ukitake-taicho and Rangiku. Ukitake was gonna take care of Renji and Ishida, and Matsumoto would go for Inoue-san and you," Hisagi explained. "But, Kuchiki-taicho wanted to check up on Renji, and I tagged along to come make sure you were doing alright. So, Yamamoto-soutaicho just let us come."
"Ah, I see. Well, I suppose a day without you guys in Soul Society isn't so bad now that we don't have to worry about Aizen anymore," Izuru said. The brunette Shinigami smiled broadly and laughed.
"Hai, hai!"
Izuru smiled cutely at the other man.
"Alright, Hisagi-san. Why don't we get this evaluation finished? I'm sure you have plenty of work to catch up on now that you've been promoted. Have you chosen a Vice Captain yet?" Izuru asked in that quiet, sweet tone of his. If I had the energy to be jealous, I'm sure I would have been positively green with envy at the obvious closeness in their relationship. But, as I am, I do not have that kind of drive.
"I haven't yet. I haven't even considered any candidates with as much paperwork I've been caught up in lately. But, you're right, let's get this show on the road," the brunette said.
Hisagi was a nice enough guy. I don't particularly like or dislike him. He's tolerable. But, I really didn't want to be interrogated for an unmentioned amount of time about how things were going. I'd much rather have been asleep, or watching television lazily from the comfortable sofa we had in our apartment. Better yet, I'd rather have been watching Izuru cook or clean in that unbearably cute, meticulous way he does.
"Alright then…so since you moved in together, have there been any problems?" Hisagi asked. I shrugged and yawned, closing my eyes and leaning my head against Izuru's shoulder so I could doze through the evaluation.
"Well, in the beginning my prejudices kept us from making any progress. But, I came to my senses with Stark-san's help, and things have been just fine between us," the blonde answered. The new Captain nodded and scribbled down some notes before turning to me.
"When he says, 'with your help', what is he referring to?" he asked me. I yawned.
"Well, I was just sick of him snapping at me and being too suspicious to sleep at night. The apartment was tense, and it was grating my nerves. So, I sat him down and calmly explained to him that I was not going to take his bullshit and that we needed to come to a compromise," I answered honestly. Hisagi smiled at me, flicking his eyes to Izuru for a moment. Something silent passed between them that left my little jailor blushing.
"I like you already!" the brunette chimed brightly. I managed a lazy smile in return. He really is a nice guy, that Hisagi.
"Okay! So, Izuru-chan.."
"Don't call me that!"
"Izuru-chan, in terms of your mission, how do well do you think Stark-san is progressing?"
I couldn't help but smirk at the blonde. His friend certainly knew how to get under his skin, and it was absolutely adorable. Izuru was blushing and glaring, his blue eyes narrowed in anger as his lips pouted. I am very lucky I'm such a lazy person, because if not, I may have already jumped his bones by that point.
"I think that Stark-san is progressing very well. Though he is lacking drive, he is usually polite, and is integrating very well into society. I think that if he keeps doing this well in the Human World, he will have no problem living in Seretei," Izuru answered. Hisagi jotted down some notes on the paper he was holding and then looked at me.
"And you, Stark-san? How do you feel you've progressed?" he asked. I sighed.
"I don't know. I guess I'm more active now, if only because Izuru-kun will disembowel me should I not do my portion of the housework.."
"What very little of it there is," Izuru murmured. I frowned at him and Hisagi smirked.
"It's not as if I ever truly hated humans. I never really wanted to feed on them either. I suppose I'm just the most normal of the Espada who showed up here," I finished. The other man nodded.
"That you are. You and Halibel-san are definitely the Espada who will need the least socialization. However, from the records we recovered in Aizen's Archives, you two were quite emotionally and psychologically mistreated," he explained, looking through his notes.
"You in particular, Stark-san, have trust only in that small Hollow we now know is your Zanpakuto. According to Unohana-san's observations of your behavior, she believes your laziness, or more specifically, sleep is just a way to shut out the rest of the world. You sleep to escape reality. It is a barrier through which only Lilinette-chan is permitted," Hisagi said. I didn't react outwardly, because as he said, my laziness is my barrier against the world. It's hard to read someone who's half asleep all the time.
"I'm surprised at her ability to see so clearly through me. Even Aizen never really knew who I was," I said. Grey eyes just looked at me warmly.
"We all have our masks we show to the world so they'll never see what we truly are, Stark-san." I blinked at him, wondering what his mask was. Surely not the kindness. It was far too genuine.
"Where I am going with this is, do you think your need for it has lessened since you came here? Unohana-san would like you all to come back in better mental health than you were when you left," the Captain of Sqaud Nine said softly.
"Well, Stark-san has been doing very well getting involved in the housekeeping and not sleeping the days away," Izuru said softly. I smiled at him.
"As if you'd allow me to do that."
The blonde laughed.
"You're right. I wouldn't."
**Kira's POV**
I laughed, blushing at the smile that turned Stark's lips. Ever since the beach, we'd been getting closer and closer. Though he was lazy, I couldn't help but notice his redeeming qualities. And, yes…there are redeeming qualities to be seen. When he was not sleeping, which had become more frequent since he arrived, he was actually quite interesting to talk to. He's intelligent and open minded. Two things I appreciate in a companion. He had his own personal set of ideals, but he was accepting of other people's ideals at the same time.
Then there was his helpfulness. Believe it or not, Stark was helpful to me throughout the day. I mean, he wouldn't do anything on his own, but if I asked him to do something for me, he did so without an argument. Also, he was very protective of me. I'm a timid, shy person who normally just lets people walk all over me. When a person is rude to me on the street, I ignore them and keep walking. But, ever since Stark and I started becoming friends, he's stood up for me. Not in the obvious way, of course…he's much too lazy for that. But, if someone bumped into me and rudely walked away without saying "sorry", he'd covertly place his foot in their path and trip them.
"Alright, looks like you two are getting along fine. I've just got a few more questions to go, and then I'll be out of your hair," Shuuhei said, breaking me out of my thoughts.
I snapped my attention from Stark's face to my smirking senpai. Damn, a smirking Hisagi Shuuhei was never a good thing. I shot him a warning glare and nodded. His smirk just widened. He asked us some more questions about our everyday routines and whatnot, then made note of them on his report. After about another half hour, he was done. I left Stark dozing on the couch, I suppose the whole process bored him to death..well, at least bored him to sleep. Shuuhei paused in the open doorway and smirked at me again. I just narrowed my eyes at him.
"So…" he said. I frowned.
"So.." I repeated. He grinned evilly.
"Nothin'…just wanted to tell you how good you look nowadays, Izuru-chan! S'almost like you're really happy!" he chirped happily. He clapped me on the shoulder and left me gaping after him in the open door as he walked away.
"Hmmphf! Ass!"
**Halibel's POV**
Matsumoto Rangiku was an odd woman, though completely different than the person my fraccion had faced on the battlefield months ago. She and Orihime-chan seemed to be made from the same mold. Strawberry blond, busty, and slightly air headed with strange tastes in food. I liked her though. She was a good woman, strong and intelligent. She also had the same sisterly feelings towards my probation officer as I did, and went out of her way to try to teach the girl the ways of the woman.
The Shinigami had come to ask us questions about how things were progressing and how my assimilation into society was going. It hadn't taken very long, five minutes at the most. A quickly written report was all the work she needed to do afterward, and she'd just been sitting catching up with Orihime-chan ever since.
"So, Imouto-chan! Do you have a boyfriend?" Matsumoto-san asked with a sly smile. I smiled as the younger girl blushed and averted her gaze to the floor.
"I…um…no, not right now," she answered.
"What, Ichigo hasn't asked you out yet?" the other woman pressed. Orihime's blush grew darker.
"No…Kurosaki-kun doesn't like me that way. Kurosaki-kun has someone who loves him," she replied softly. I quirked a brow, wondering who the orange topped savior of the world could possibly like over my guard. Maybe that small Shinigami with the black hair, Kuchiki-san, I believe. She was quite pretty, and I knew they were close.
"Hmm….well what about that cute Quincy? He likes you," Matsumoto said. Orihime giggled at that.
"If Ishida-kun once liked me, he never said anything. But, seeing him recently…I think it's pretty obvious he's already got feelings for someone else who shares his feelings," she said. The older woman's icy blue eyes widened.
"Oh right! That hotass Hollow that's living in his apartment. Way to go Quincy-kun!"
Orihime laughed.
"Hai, and Grimmjaw-kun has made it obvious he has no plans to let Ishida-kun go. Last time I talked to him, Grimmjaw-kun was glaring at me the whole time."
I nodded.
"The Sexta has always been very territorial. If your friend Ishida-san had feelings for you in the past, it only makes sense Grimmjaw would try to make you realize that he considers the boy his," I explained.
"Aww! He's just being a cute kitty and marking his property!" Matsumoto chirped happily. A knock on the door disrupted our little talk. Orihime went to get up, but I just gestured for her to stay put.
"I'll open it."
I pulled open the door to reveal a tall man in a very familiar green hat. I couldn't help but smile. Urahara always had that affect on me.
"Halibel-san, you're blinding me with that beautiful smile!" he said dramatically. I held back the bubble of laughter that wanted to escape.
"Can I come in?" he asked, poking the tip of my nose with his finger with that giddy smile of his. I didn't pull back like I would have a few weeks ago. I'd gotten used to his soft, non-threatening touches.
"Of course, Kisuke-san. To what do we owe this visit?" I asked, moving aside to let him, and another, younger man I didn't recognize into the house. Urahara turned to gesture to the man.
"Ah, Hisagi-kun is here to take Matsumoto-chan back to Soul Society," he explained. The young man with the scars down his face looked at me and bowed in respect.
"I'm Hisagi Shuuhei, Captain of the Ninth Squad of the Gotei 13," he introduced. I bowed back when he stood.
"Tia Halibel, former Tercera Espada. It is very nice to meet you, Hisagi-san," I replied.
He smiled boyishly at me as I led them into the living area of Orihime's home. Hisagi is quite a handsome young man. Tall and toned with tan skin, defined features, and intelligent grey eyes, he'd turn any woman's eye. Even the scars on his face only served to make his appearance more attractive in a rugged sort of way.
"Likewise, Tia-san! I'm just here to drag Rangiku back with me! I'm sure she's bothered you quite enough!" he said. Said strawberry blond female pouted.
"Mahhh, Shuuhei-kun! You're so dull! I wanted to stay with Hime-chan a little longer!" she cried, hugging my guard close to her and practically smothering her with her breasts.
"Rangiku-san….can't….breathe!" The girl's arms flailed as she tried to squirm away.
"Rangiku, you're suffocating her," Hisagi said, taking hold of Orihime's arm and pulling her back from the older woman's chest. She gasped for breath for a few moments before smiling up at the male Shinigami in gratitude.
"C'mon, Shuuhei! I wanna stay a little longer!" Matsumoto cried, her full bottom lip popping out in an exaggerated pout.
"Let's go, Rangiku! I'm sure you've imposed on Inoue-san long enough," Shuuhei replied calmly, completely unaffected. Orihime just smiled at the man who's arm was still around her shoulders for some reason. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"It's fine, Hisagi-san. And, please call me Orihime!" my guardian said softly. "If you two have to leave, would it be okay if I came to see you off?"
Hisagi blinked down at the girl and my eyes narrowed further at the look of fond amusement settling in his grey orbs. He smiled and she blushed, not that I blamed her. It was only natural that a girl her age blush when a good looking man smiles at her. But, oh no…I wasn't sure I could trust Orihime's heart with a Captain of Soul Society. What if he couldn't make enough time for her? What if he got hurt? What if he died in battle? My little guard had been through much more than a sixteen year old human female should go through in her lifetime.
If she fell for a Shinigami and…I stopped right there.
'I'm reading too far into this. For god's sake, they're just having a conversation with each other. When did I get so overprotective?'
"It would be fine with me, and I'm sure Rangiku would like that. Right Rangiku?"
"Yea! Let's go then!"
"Hmm...well, I came here for you," a voice whispered in my ear. I turned to see the blond shopkeeper smiling at me. "So, I guess I'll stay here!"
I felt a strange heat settle over my cheeks at his words. I liked the idea that he'd come to the apartment solely to speak with me. It made my heart swell and my belly flutter. I smiled as one of his fingers came up to curl in a strand of my loose golden blond hair.
"Okay! I'll be back in a little while! Take care of Halibel-san for me Urahara-san!" Orihime called as she let Hisagi lead her and the taller woman to the door.
"You can count on me, Orihime-chan!" the hat wearing man chirped back. I held back a smile and turned to catch the brunette boy's eye.
"I'll take care of Inoue-san, Tia-san. Don't worry," he said with a bow.
"You will," I answered coolly. He blinked, then smiled knowingly.
"Yes Ma'am!" he said with a salute, and with that they were gone.
**Stark's POV**
I watched Izuru bustle around the kitchen as he made us food. My blond guard was just too cute for words. I thoroughly enjoyed him. I loved watching him cook, clean, read, blink…okay, so I think my point is made. Izuru had me captivated. I even liked it when he ordered me around. The fact that he could even get my lazy ass up and moving just made him that more enjoyable.
I don't know what it was about him. He just had some magic power that made me listen to him. It seemed to work on Lilinette as well, and I couldn't help but think of what a cut mommy Izuru would make. Captain Hisagi's visit had only solidified my idea that I needed to have the little blond in my life. With every day I spent in Izuru's presence, I spent less and less of those days sleeping, hiding behind my lazy shield. I mean, a part of me would always remain lethargic and slightly apathetic.
That's just who I am. But, I no longer needed to sleep through my life just so I wouldn't piss off my creator and master. I no longer had to keep my expression slack, my eyes lidded and unreadable so as not to give away my real thoughts about the bastard Shinigami who'd proclaimed himself a God and turned my world upside down. I no longer had to fear punishment for being who I was, and Izuru was the person who showed that to me.
"Stark-san, set the table please," he said politely. I slid lazily off the chair and took the dishes he was holding out for me. The little smile he gave me for not complaining set my heart off in a rushed patter.
'No use denying it. I want to stay with him. Lilinette wants to stay with him…I should just ask him if I can stay with him when we return to Soul Society,' I thought.
"Thank you, Stark-san! Let's eat then!" I heard him chirp as he set a plate of sushi in the middle of the table.
We both sat down together and started our meal in silence. He seemed content in the quiet meal, smiling softly as he dipped his sushi into the different sauces he'd made for the plate. For me, I sat there trying to think of a tactful way to ask him to move in with me when we went back to Soul Society. I'd made my decision, however rushed and strange that seems. I don't waste time arguing myself over things when the answer is clear to me.
I wanted Izuru. He made me happy, made Lilinette obedient if only to him, and I needed to keep him in my life somehow. That's the moment I gave up on tact. Who needs it anyway?
"Izuru-kun?"
Blue eyes turned up towards me in question.
"When we return to Soul Society, will you stay with me?"
Long lashes fluttered over those baby blues slowly as a blush took his cheeks.
"Stark-san, I…don't know what's going to happen when we return to Soul Society," he said. I sighed.
"I know. I know you don't know, but if it is possible for you, will you stay with me?"
He pouted softly in thought, and my stomach squirmed in response.
"I just…it all depends on how the probation goes. I can't tell you what's going to happen when we return. It all depends on you."
I growled softly.
"I know, and I plan to pass through this probation without any problems. The question I'm asking you is simple," I said.
"But, I don't understand why you are asking me that," he replied.
"I like you, Izuru," I said, and a beautiful blush bloomed over his cheeks that had my already squirming stomach start jumping rope with my small intestine.
"I..um…I-"
"I like you and I want to stay with you, and so does Lilinette," I explained. He continued to stammer and blush like an embarrassed school girl.
"If the old man allows it…will you let Lilinette and I stay with you once we've returned to Seretei?"
He just stared at me in confusion for a long time as my heart raced my lungs to see which organ could function the fastest. I could hear the blood pounding through my veins. My nervous breathing seemed so loud to my ears. I didn't understand why I was so nervous, but the idea that he wouldn't want to stay was nerve wracking. Through my near nervous breakdown, I heard the slide of a chair and the shuffle of feet getting closer to me. A gentle hand pushed through my hair as something warm and soft came into contact with my left cheek.
"If Yamamoto-soutaicho allows it…I will stay with you, Stark-san."
**Kira's POV**
No sooner did the words come from my mouth was I pulled against the former Primera's strong chest. I tilted my head to peer up at his strangely happy looking face. Not to say that him being happy was strange. It was more that I'd never actually seen anything but that lazy half-lidded stare of his, and it was odd to see him look so relieved.
"I'm glad. If I can stay with you, Izuru, I think I can someday be happy," he said.
I blushed like a little girl, but couldn't help but smile at the awkward man. Feeling bold, I leaned up to kiss his chin lightly.
"I like you too, Stark-san. I would be glad if you and Lilinette-chan came to live with me," I said softly.
It felt good to say it after so long of just thinking it. It felt good to act on it after weeks of repressing the urge to do so. I nuzzled his pulse softly at that thought. I heard his heart speed up and couldn't help but smile. However, the smile was quickly smothered by the gentle pressure of a warm mouth. I felt my eyes widen in shock, then fall shut as I relaxed into the soft kiss. I smoothed my hands up over his chest, crossing my wrists behind his head, and situating myself comfortably in his lap to actively participate in the hesitant slanting of mouths.
Hands slid down my back to perch on my hips before Stark's mouth opened over mine, and a soft tongue lapped at the seam of my lips in askance. I opened to him automatically, not even thinking, not caring that this, perhaps, wasn't what Yamamoto-soutaicho had planned on when he told us to form a connection with our charges. I just allowed myself to enjoy the sensation of the other man exploring my mouth with a lazy passion that made me melt against him in pleasure.
"Mmmm," I moaned quietly when our tongues slid together tantalizingly. We broke apart panting, Stark peppering light kisses up and down my throat as I slid a hand into his wavy brown hair.
"Izuru," he breathed against my skin, and I shivered. He placed one hot, wet kiss to my collar before pulling away to look up at me. "We should stop."
I blinked down at him in confusion.
"What?"
He smiled and kissed my neck again.
"I don't want to stop, but we should probably eat before I lose interest in eating all together," he explained. I looked at him for a few seconds before his words finally registered in my brain.
"Right! Yes we should!" I laughed, pushing off of his lap gently only to be held there for a few seconds longer. His dark eyes stared up at mine carefully for a few moments, then captured my lips in another kiss.
"If I let you go now, you're not going to pretend nothing happened later, are you?" he asked. I settled my weight back into his lap and threaded my fingers through his hair so I could anchor myself for another kiss. A few moments of dueling tongues, and I broke away.
"I'm not going to pretend nothing happened," I said softly, using my reiatsu to pull the plate of sushi towards us, and turning in his lap.
I picked up his chopsticks and nabbed a piece off the plate, holding it to his lips with a gentle smile on my face.
"Eat," I said. "I'm not going anywhere."
And he did. I fed him silently until he'd had his fill and allowed him to do the same for me. Afterwards, he helped me clean up the dishes without me even asking before we huddled onto the couch together to watch some television. In the end of the night, I fell asleep in his arms, and I hadn't slept so peacefully since before the war.
**Kisuke's POV**
It was cute, how protective Halibel was over Orihime-chan. The former Epsada was almost like a Mother Hen, worrying and fawning over her young avidly. I saw the look she gave Hisagi as well. Like any healthy young man, Hisagi-kun was struck fond by Orihime's innocent beauty. I could not blame him, however, Halibel didn't seem to share my sentiment. Luckily, I didn't think that Hisagi was going to try to start anything with the human girl. It was too risky…too difficult a relationship to try to start, let alone maintain.
Besides, Orihime-chan had the kind of innocence that should never be tainted. I give props to the man who can finally deflower her and not feel like a complete derelict for doing so. He'll deserve it for having gotten past all of the strong people who would die to protect her to win her heart.
"Should I make some tea then, Kisuke-san?"
I turned back to the beautiful woman I was finally alone with and smiled.
"Hai! That would be wonderful, Halibel-san!"
She smiled that timid, beautiful smile at me and flushed a little bit. She was so skittish, and it pained me to know the reason why. What Aizen had done to her sickened me beyond words? To think he could create such a beautiful creature, only to enslave and torture her into broken submission, completely baffled me. I'd been careful to show her I meant her absolutely no harm, and after a lot of coaxing, she'd finally began to accept my touch. She let me play with her hair and run my thumb over her smooth cheek. They were little things, but they were significant.
"I'll be right back then," she said. Deciding to test my luck with her, I tossed an arm over her shoulder lightly. Her body immediately stiffened, and a light tremor of fear tinged her aura. I just smiled and poked her nose.
"Nah ah, Hali-chan! I've gotta keep my eyes on you at all times! I'll come with you!" I chirped back, keeping an aura of airy happiness that I hoped would calm her down. She stared at me uncertainly, like she wanted to accept the arm around her shoulders and shove it off at the same time.
"K-kisuke-san…I-"
I rubbed her shoulder softly.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Halibel-san. I know that you are unused to this, but I really mean you no harm," I said. She still looked scared.
I pulled away and rested one hand on each of her shoulders, looking her straight in the eyes as I spoke.
"Don't fear me, iplease/i. I've tried so hard to be careful with you. I've held back when all I want to do is hold you close. I really like you, Halibel-san, and I'd really like to get to know you better. But, I am an extremely affectionate person physically, and this physical barrier is really killing me. I don't know how long I can contain myself from cuddling you all the time," I explained with a small smile. Her gorgeous teal eyes looked at me with confusion.
"I just don't understand," she began. "You are strong enough to take your pleasure from me, Kisuke-san. You want it. I can smell the desire on you. And yet, you have restrained yourself so forcefully. If you want me, why don't you just do it. Why don't you just take me like I know you want to? He did."
I frowned at her, my body shivering lightly at the image of taking her as she said I could. My blood ran hot with anger for the terrible sins Aizen had committed against her. She needed to understand that that wasn't how the world was supposed to work. Slowly, gently, I pulled her closer to me. She trembled lightly, fear tainting her usually sweet, lovely scent as I settled my cheek against hers. I nuzzled her temple softly before I spoke.
**Halibel's POV**
I felt my entire body go stiff in terror as the powerful Shinigami held me close to him. If he wanted to, he could take what he wanted right then and there. He was at least as strong as Aizen had been. He could do anything he wanted to me, and I wouldn't be able to stop him. I let myself go limp in surrender, knowing that fighting would only make it worse for me.
He spoke.
"I don't want it to be like that, Halibel. I'm not him," he murmured into my ear.
I trembled lightly as his breath washed over my ear.
"When I take you, I want you to be willing. I want you to want me as much as I want you. I want you to want it, need it," he said in a soft, hypnotic tone that had me relaxing without really noticing.
"But, mostly…Hali-chan," he whispered. "I want you to enjoy it."
I shivered again, this time because an unfamiliar heat had melted down my spine to settle in my fluttering lower belly. I didn't know what it was, and that scared me a little bit. But, Kisuke was holding me so gently…like I was fragile, precious, something that needed to be protected. I couldn't help but feel a little bit safe. He wasn't going to hurt me, and a part of me hated myself for thinking even for a second that he would. Things were different. I wasn't in Las Noches anymore. Aizen was dead, and the man holding me wanted nothing from me unless I was willing.
"I'm sorry," I said. His warm arms contracted around me just a little tighter.
"Don't be. It isn't your fault. I will wait for you, Hali-chan. You're worth it."
I couldn't help but smile at those words, and before I knew it, I'd raised my own arms up to tentatively return his embrace.
"Thank you," I breathed, enjoying his sweet, sugary scent.
"Always…now how about that tea," he bubbled happily.
"Of course," I laughed lightly and followed him into the kitchen. He didn't take his arm off of me for the rest of the afternoon, and I found that I didn't really want him too.
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