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Sakura Petals and Fairies	By : Zarakiswolf Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1518 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns Bleach and it's characters. I own my OCs. This story is written for entertainment purposes only. I do not get paid for writing it.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty One
- 22-Twenty Two
- 23-Twenty Three
- 24-Twenty Four
- 25-Twenty Five
- 26-Twenty Six
- 27-Twenty Seven
- 28-Twenty Eight
- 29-Twenty Nine
- 30-Thirty
- 31-31
- 32-Thirty Two
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"Open your eyes, Nanami."
My eyelids snap open. I look up and my hands are tired to the bed. I look down and blush brightly. He's tied my legs open wide and up so my weight rests on my shoulders. He kneels between my legs, gazing at me, which makes me blush worse. He lifts a hand and I gasp as I feel him applying more of that oil to me. He puts more on though, making me a slick, wet mess. His fingers delve inside me suddenly, and the oil heats me from the inside. Just as suddenly, his fingers are gone. I whimper, wanting more.
"Are you greedy, Nanami?" he asks me.
"For you, yes."
"Do you enjoy me binding you?"
"I...would do anything to ensure your pleasure, sir. These ties do not bother me...I kind of like them."
His mouth descends on my thigh, kissing and licking. "Good. I enjoy seeing you tied up and helpless for me, Nanami." he says softly before getting in position. He slips inside me and the angle makes me cry out in pleasure. He is filling me, grinding against every little spot inside me that makes me hot. He is slow and teasing, thrusting deep one time, the next shallower. Either one feels amazing. His hands descend on my breasts, teasing my nipples with pinches and pulls. My back arches with pleasure. This is an exquisite torture, one that is making me tremble, my breaths shallow and desperate.
"Master! Please!"
"Please? I am pleasing you. I'm afraid your wording is confusing." he teases.
I moan softly as he pinches and twists my nipples as if they there door knobs. It sends a spark of pain in my breasts but I find myself wishing for more even though my body feels as though it might explode soon.
"Do you wish for me to let you cum?"
"Yes! Please!"
His thrusts become the deep ones though he is faster with them now. It takes only minutes for me to shatter completely. Black spots dance in my eyes from the force of my release. My entire body is trembling, my breathing labored. I feel his heat inside me again and that is the final straw as I lose consciousness momentarily.
"Nanami? I'm going to let you loose now. Can you hear me?" I give a weak nod. A soft whimper leaves my mouth as my hands are released. The blood flowing through them hurts. My legs are next but he guides them down to the bed gently. There's a strange pillow beneath my hips that keeps them tilted a bit. His lips begin giving gentle kisses along my legs until he reaches the apex of my thighs. He places a kiss above the slit there before moving on. "You are trembling beautifully, Nanami. Is your entire body suffering?"
"Yes...I ache for you still, Master, though my body is begging to rest." I whimper softly.
"Why is it you still won't use my name?" he asks, stopping his kisses just below my breasts.
"I don't wish to offend you."
"You are of equal rank to me now. You may use my name except in the barracks...and whenever I need a slave."
"What?"
"I simply mean that you may not use my name when I tell you not to. There are times during sex I will want you to call me master, but they are few."
"Yes, sir."
"I will reward you if you use my name, Nanami."
"Your marriage to me is the greatest reward I could ever want, sir. There are no other rewards I am interested in."
"Oh, is that so?"
My eyes flutter open as his tongue begins caressing my left nipple. It still aches from his pinching earlier. This soothes it a bit. I am too weak to fight him. I can't even move to struggle. His body pins mine and he's inside me again. His hands hold my arms down as he thrusts slowly but deeply. Tears fall from my eyes, not from pain, but my body is so overwhelmed by this pleasure. His lips capture mine with a hungry passion, causing me to moan loudly. With one final thrust, my body feels as if it's breaking into pieces. My system is overwhelmed and the room begins spinning.
"By..aku..ya." I mumble weakly before passing completely out.
****Byakuya POV****
I wipe Nanami's skin with a warm washcloth, gently removing the oil. She is breathing slow and even, apparently asleep. This is good. I clean between her legs, wiping the blood, oil and other fluids from her. She is swollen here, but the bleeding isn't too bad. I am confident that she will be fine when she wakes. When she is clean, I clean myself as well before taking the cloth to the hamper in the bathroom. I will need to tell Granny that her oil is not healthy. Three times in less than two hours is obviously a strain on my new wife, and on myself if I'm being overly honest. I know they also didn't tell her what the oil was for. While the oil on her body is meant to be an aphrodisiac, the oil on her womanhood is said to enhance things as well as make it more likely for the woman to become pregnant. I have filled her with more than enough of my seed tonight to ensure that, if it is the right time for her to conceive.
I hope she does not, however. It astounds me how smart the girl is. I will never tell her this but she was right. The elders were the reason I had asked her to marry me. I hate lying, especially to one so innocent. Had I let any hint that she was correct show, we would be in a worse predicament. Lady Hayate has made threats for me to cease my investigation into her clan. I will not. Nanami is safe but her father is not. There has already been serious transgressions against both the Soul Society and the other noble clans come to light. I will see the woman punished.
I realize that I do love Nanami, though the feeling is not as great as my love for Hisana. I do not know if it ever will be, either. The elders wish for an heir for the clan, that much I can understand, but I do not believe Nanami is ready for child rearing. Nor do I feel safe bringing a child into this turmoil. There is too many things we do not know about Lady Hayate and what her intentions are. I know that Ichika will not be considered unless it is a last resort. An adopted sibling is not as valued as a pure sibling in this clan.
I return to Nanami's side and lay beside her. She is deeply asleep, it seems, as she does not move her body close to mine as she normally does. This is not a bad thing. Her make up had hidden it from everything but her eyes. She is exhausted from lack of sleep and worry. Perhaps that is why she is still having trouble mastering her shikai. I have seen improvement, of course, but she has yet to master it. I find myself pulling her into my arms, the urge to be near her driving me. I caress her cheek, it is still tinted pink. I find it an endearing quality of hers, this blush.
My thoughts drift to less meaningful things. I hope to make myself sleep soon. She stirs suddenly though and rolls toward me. Her body presses tightly against mine. She is still shivering slightly, though her skin is not cold by any means. She must have been overstimulated. Her eyes open and meet mine and that red tinge comes to her cheeks again. I kiss her forehead gently.
"How do you feel?" I ask her.
"I am quite well, thank you." she replies, giving me a tired smile.
"Are you cold?"
"It is hard to be cold when I am in your arms, sir." she giggles.
"I believe I told you to-"
She silences me with a finger to my lips. "I simply can't. I...sir, I like being under you. I like submitting to you. If I call you by your name it is not the same. I will only do it in front of the family but please, let me be below you when we are alone."
My eyes widen in surprise. I had suspected that she was a submissive personality but I had not realized just how submissive. Even Hisana had not been so. I kiss her gently. "As long as you realize that no matter what you do, you are my equal, you may do as you will."
"Thank you."
"You called my name earlier though."
"I was testing myself."
"I see. Would you like to sleep?"
"I would actually like a drink. I have grown thirsty."
"Luckily for you, Granny was going to make a pot of tea and leave it at the door. I swear the woman might be psychic. Would you like to fetch it or shall I?"
"I...do not think I should move much. My legs feel rather like jell-o."
I nod and untangle myself from her, walking to the door. I don't bother to cover myself, as I am sure by this time at night the household is getting ready for bed. As she promised, Granny has left the tea outside the door, the steam still pouring from the spout. It must be an extremely fresh pot. I lift the tray and use my elbow to shut the door before carrying it back. Nanami has shifted to the side of the bed and sits, though I can tell by her rigid posture that something is amiss. "Nanami?"
"I...it's a bit sore." she blushes.
"I thought it might be. The tea is still extremely hot so would you care for a soak in the bath? It should help."
"Please."
I set the tray on the chest at the end of my bed before collecting her in my arms. She presses her face to my neck. The bath in my personal bathroom is an amazing feat. It is large, yes, but it has a pump to cycle fresh, heated water in while draining the old water out. It is an invention of the research department, one that I had requested after Hisana's death. Before, I had not cared to linger in the bath but now it helps me relax. I will never admit it but I sometimes suffer from nightmares, thanks to the battle with As Nodt, the Quincy invader. The images he had put in my head of Rukia had rattled me badly and haunted me since.
I enter the tub with Nanami still in my arms and sit with her in my lap. She stiffens for a moment before she becomes completely relaxed. "Thank you." she sighs softly, sounding pleased.
"You are welcome. I expect the tea to be cool enough to drink in twenty minutes or so. We shall soak until then."
"That sounds delightful."
I am not sure why but I begin caressing her back gently. She shivers again, causing me to stop but then she turns in my lap, facing me directly. Her eyes lock with mine and slowly that pink color I've come to love in her cheeks creeps in. She slowly leans forward and kisses me. Whatever this woman has done to me, she has sunk her tiny little claws in deep. I return her kiss passionately, causing her to make a soft noise of pleasure. My body is refusing my command to relax, instead my erection grows again. I do not wish to hurt her but she begins shifting her hips against me as if inviting me to possess her again.
"Please." she whispers against my lips. Her head flies back as I shift her and impale her again. Her neck is wide open and I kiss it in many places, enjoying the soft noises of pleasure she makes for me. I had thought the noises Zaraki's wife had made that time I stumbled upon them were good but these quiet noises are better. Nanami's hips shift by themselves as she finds a rhythm she enjoys. I will let her this once, as I mentally take notes of how she moves so that I may mimic them in the future. "Master...?"
"Yes?"
"I really enjoyed what you were doing earlier." her cheeks are beat red now.
"Which part?"
Instead of telling me, she gently guides my hand to her breast. Her nipples are hardened points, screaming for attention. I pinch them experimentally, since she didn't tell me what she meant and am rewarded by a moan that sounds suspiciously like the word yes. I notice the harder I pinch her, the more erratic her movements on me. She responds so well for someone who knew nothing before last night about the sexual acts a man and woman can commit. I move my hand off her left breast and replace it with my mouth. She gasps in enjoyment as I suck hard, flicking her nipple with my tongue. My other hand pinches her hard and suddenly she seizes up. I moan softly as I feel her inner muscles milking my seed from me yet again. She brings her head forward and touches her forehead to mine as her breathing calms. "Thank you."
"Are you satisfied now?"
"Are you?"
"Yes, Nanami. It may startle you to hear this but most men can't go as many times as you have caused me to in such a short amount of time. As much as I am enjoying you, I too need a rest."
She blushes yet again. "You...enjoyed this?"
"Yes. I see now why some men chase women seeking this pleasure all the time." I say before lifting her off of me. She tries to hide it but she winces and sucks in a breath. "No more tonight, Nanami. You need rest."
"Yes, sir."
We sit quietly for the remainder of the time I had planned. Once the time is up, I remove myself from the tub, quickly drying before offering her a hand. She takes it and allows me to dry her gently without complaint. Once finished, she follows me back to bed, sitting as I serve the tea. It is pleasantly warm instead of scalding hot now, much to my amusement. She finishes her tea quickly, shifting to set the cup back on the tray before she lays down. I take a little longer to finish mine but follow suit. When I lay down, she turns her back to me, but stays as close to me as she can. My chest is turned to her back so I rest my arm on her hip. "Sleep, Nanami."
"I will, sir. I feel so relaxed now...thank you."
"For?"
She doesn't answer. Her breathing is steady. She must have fallen asleep, hopefully for good this time. She hides it well but her exhaustion is easy for me to see. Now that a majority of her stress is lifted, I hope that she can sleep better.
****Nanami POV****
I'm alone when I wake. This is not unusual, as my husband seems to be an early riser most mornings. What is unusual is I am in his bed instead of mine. I like this better. I pull the pillow that he had laid on last night to me, holding it as if it were him before closing my eyes again. Exhaustion, now able to be admitted to, overwhelms my system. I don't even feel the need to eat, I'm so tired. Weeks of little sleep and stress have taken their toll...
"Nanami?" Lord Kuchiki's voice is in my ear. His lips peck my cheek gently. "Are you awake?"
"Barely. I'm sorry I over-"
"You are allowed to sleep. You need it. You are exhausted. I simply came to check on you and see if you'd like something to eat. It's already past lunch time."
I sit up quickly. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to sleep so long!"
"Nanami, listen to me. You are alright. Extra sleep is to be expected with all the stress and loss of sleep you've had. In fact, I intend to join you for awhile as I am still sleepy. Are you hungry?"
I think about it for a moment before nodding. "I could use a bite to eat, I suppose."
"Good. I've brought lunch here to you."
Indeed he has. Fried rice, calamari, miso soup and a steaming cup of Granny's tea. I take the small tray he offers and eat slowly, my mind thinking of how much better I feel now that the hard part of this relationship is hopefully past. I hesitate on my last sip of tea. "Master?"
"Yes?"
"I think...Granny added something to the tea. I feel odd."
He sighs and I may be mistaken but it sounds like a dirty word slips from his lips. "I told that old woman not to meddle."
"Hmm?"
"Think nothing of it, Nanami. It is fine. It is likely her additives that she blends for good health. She has been doing such things for years now. I begin to believe she thinks we are all mysteriously going to fall ill and perish."
I frown in confusion. I'm not sure how I know but...he isn't telling me the truth. I will not question him though. He's had plenty of chances to hurt me, if he so desired. I don't believe he does desire it or he would have taken them gladly. I finish the tea, ignoring the buzzing feeling I have in my nerves. I blush as he retreats from the room to take the dishes to the kitchen. I lay back, throwing the sheet off of me, as it is making the sparks in my nerves worse.
When he enters the room again, he stares at me passively. "Are you too hot, Nanami?"
I nod slightly, heat coming to my cheeks as his gaze turns predatory. He rejoins me in bed after removing his robe, sealing his mouth to mine...
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Renji lays on the ground, as limp as a cooked noodle. I finally managed to hit him with my shikai, though it was only a drop or two on his face. Apparently, it doesn't matter how much of my water touches someone, only that it does. I've managed to learn to turn the paralytic effect off with the simple command of "Calm yourself, Mizu yōsei." My control of my shikai has improved drastically since my marriage to Captain Kuchiki three weeks ago. We had taken exactly one week of vacation before returning to work. There has been some mild tension between some of the women in the squad and myself, but I really don't understand why. I've been told, more often than not, that I am entirely too nice. Why are they angry with me?
Rukia had been the one to tell me it's because they are jealous that I was able to land her brother's hand in marriage. I find that sad. The women here in the Seireitei are all beautiful in their own ways. Perhaps they just were not submissive enough. Captain Kuchiki has a dark secret he hides even from his family. He and I are the only ones that know about his...kinks. My innocence has been severely tainted, though I won't complain.
My distraction costs me as Renji strikes quickly with his Zabimaru, the hook in the tip of his blade sinking into my shoulder violently. I cry out in pain and fear, swinging Mizu yōsei in his direction blindly. Once again, he's hit and falls to the ground. This does not help me any, as his blade is hooked in deeply. Tears stream down my face as I fight off the nausea. Several of the men run forward. "Miss! Are you alright!?"
I nod, biting my lip to keep from screaming. This is agony. My breaths are large gasps for air. Rikichi, a young boy that has one similar tattoo above his brow like Renji does and three colored beads braided into his hair, quickly pulls the blade from my shoulder. At this I give voice to my agony with a scream.
"Ma'am, please, sit down." Rikichi urges gently, taking hold of my arm to assist me. When I'm seated, several other men come forward with the emergency medical kit that is kept in the training area.
"Calm yourself, Mizu yōsei" I say quietly, watching as the water disappears and Renji springs to his feet.
"Oh man! Captain's gunna kill me! Nanami, are you ok!?" he screeches, coming to kneel at my side.
"I'm...not feeling so well." I whimper.
"I'm sure. It's a mix of blood loss and pain, probably. Just keep talking to me, ok? I need you to stay awake. Look at me-"
"You pickin' on the kid again, Renji?" Captain Zaraki's voice reaches us.
He pales. "No, sir. Training accident."
"Hey, Noodle, you ok?"
"My name is Nanami!" I whimper.
"Yeah, whatever." he comes closer and the other men flinch away. "You'll survive. Where's your ball and chain? I got a bone to pick with him."
"Off-"
"I am right here, Captain Zaraki, and I will thank you to get away from my wife so she may get that wound healed." Lord Kuchiki's cool voice says from behind me suddenly. I don't dare look at him, knowing he will have the look of cool detachment that I hate.
"The hell you sendin' Soi Fon after me for?"
"I did not. I asked her to investigate Lady Hayate."
"She accused me of killin' my own wife and said you mentioned the possibility, you prick."
"Do you believe you're incapa-"
"Captain...please. Be nice. Captain Zaraki would not do that. He explained what I was curious about before our wedding." I whimper.
"Silence, Nanami. Save your strength." he hisses.
"Hey, Noodle, the hell you marry him for anyway? Want me to kill him?"
"No, Captain Zaraki, that will be quite enough!" I gasp as alcohol is dumped on my shoulder. It burns terribly and I fist my hands in my hakama.
"Why do you have a pet name for my wife, Zaraki?"
"She reminds me of a noodle all floppy and shit when she fights. I got a sick picture in my mind of throwin' her against the wall to see if she sticks." Captain Zaraki chuckles.
"Ma'am, let's get you somewhere you can put your feet up. You don't look so good." Rikichi says gently.
"I don't think I'm going to make it anywhere." I whisper.
"Nanami?"
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"She's alright, Captain Kuchiki. That spot in the shoulder is one of the worst ones to get stabbed in. It's one of the most painful at least. I'm not surprised she passed out. Poor thing." Captain Kotetsu's voice floats into my head. "I've healed the damage as much as possible. She won't scar but she does have stitches on the inside of her shoulder so I recommend light duty for about four weeks."
"I see. Thank you, Isane." Lord Kuchiki says.
"Noodle's tougher than I gave her credit for." Captain Zaraki chuckles.
"Why are you still here?"
"I care about the kid, alright? Hard not to, as nice as she is to the kids. They've taken to callin' her Oba-san, you know."
"I see."
I groan before opening my eyes. My husband stands beside me while Captain Zaraki is at the foot of the bed. "I'm sorry." I whimper.
"Nanami, accidents happen. That is what training is for."
"You should be sorry. You gotta get stronger, Noodle, or you'll end up breakin'."
"Will you stop calling me Noodle. I am not a noodle." I smile.
"Well, you yelled at me for calling you Nanny so Noodle it is until you quit floppin' around during fights."
"Captain, may I ask a favor?"
"Perhaps."
"Smack him, please. I am afraid of the strain it will put on my injury to do it myself."
Captain Zaraki chuckles before leaving the room. Somehow, I don't think he notices how brotherly he treats me. Of course this thought brings my smile to a frown. This is how a sibling relationship should be.
"Nanami, will you explain what you meant earlier before you lost consciousness?"
I launch into the story of my last meeting with Captain Zaraki. I leave out the details of the latter part, not wishing to embarrass myself. He frowns a bit when I finish but nods. "That makes sense."
"Nanami, now that the boys are finished being macho...you have a visitor." Captain Kotetsu says from the door.
"Who might this visitor be?" Lord Kuchiki asks.
"It's a surprise."
"I would like a visitor. Thank you, Captain Kotetsu." I say sweetly.
"I'll be right back."
"Nanami, are you sure you trust a surprise visitor?"
"Why would I not?"
"I find it hard to trust surprises, that is all."
I reach for his hand, which he takes gently. "Maybe it is Renji coming to apologize again."
"I doubt that very much. I made him clean the bathrooms of the barracks as punishment."
I frown. "Master, we were training. It was an accident, as I became lost in thought. If I had reacted quicker, I would not have been injured."
"Do not attempt to sway my decision, Nanami. You are not at the level of a lieutenant. He should have restrained himself. It is inexcusable."
"But-"
"Shall I punish you for defying me?" he hisses, bending down close to me.
It is like a mouse locking eyes with a cat. The mouse knows it will become the cat's meal, yet the fear makes it stay still, as if to be invisible. The cat will always pounce though. However, I am feeling playful today. "Yes, Master." I say softly.
His face takes on an amused look. "Very well, my pet. I shall decide on your punishment later today while you do your report of this incident."
I bat my eyelashes at him. "Of course, Master."
He kisses me swiftly before withdrawing to the window. A moment later, a knock sounds on the door. "Enter." he orders.
The white haired, violet eyed visitor takes me by surprise. Tears begin flowing freely. "Papa!"
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