Bleach Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Desires ❯ Once Broken ( Chapter 5 )

Bleach x Inuyasha

 

These are one shots - possibly more shots, depending on how favoured the story is - involving various characters in Devil Within - which can be found on FanFiction under OutofCompleteControl penname

 

Trying to figure out what is the most favoured pairing with "captions" of what could be.

 

Pairing below

 

 

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She grinned slightly, feeling a sense of feminine satisfaction when Kensei Muguruma flinched… victory. She had won and the man knew that all too well.

 

Sure he was a very dangerous man in that he was well known, even now, for his violent short temper and phenomenal strength but as she had always teased him strength wasn't the only way in which one could win a battle. Another would have hesitated in a game of words, particularly given how the former 9th Captain's temper could get the better of him, but then she knew exactly what buttons to push. As it was, Kensei had given himself away a few minutes ago and she had been playing with him for the sake of getting him annoyed, something the gray haired former 9th Captain had just realized.

 

He could be a sore loser at times… thankfully this wasn't one of them.

 

Still she struggled to keep from grinning wider, knowing that was pushing too much, as with a roll of reddish tinged eyes the man grumbled under his breathe. She caught the words on the roof and wanted to be alone amongst a muttered complaint that if some of the less complimentary words were weeded out sounded suspiciously like fussy bastard was sulking.

 

"Thanks Kensei…" She gave the larger man's cheek a quick touch with her lips, a friendly kiss. "I promise to take Mashiro shopping to make up for this."

 

"You better," the voice was a growl.

 

"Yeah, yeah." She wasn't frightened.

 

But as she made to move past the former Captain however a hand, the hold iron hard and just short of actually bruising her skin, on her wrist stopped her. "Just don't hurt him too much, Gome."

 

There was no reason to ask just what the other meant by that. "I won't."

 

 

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"So this is where you've been hiding." The voice was soft and definitely feminine. "Or should I say sulking?"

 

"Depends on who you ask." He didn't bother turning.

 

If he hadn't known the voice he recognized the spiritual energy, soft and subdued and barely a true reflection of what the woman was capable of, that accompanied her. He said poor for she was the only being he knew, had ever met, who possessed the capability of completely subduing her spiritual energy… a trait that had carried over from her living years. Her energy was large, considerably larger than what he felt now… she had after all once held a position equivalent to his, that of leading the 5th Division, in that she had been a former Captain as well… before that incident had taken place within Soul Society.

 

"Sulking it is then."

 

His breathe escaping in something of a sigh, the curse just bitten off seconds before it left his lips, he turned towards the female who was talking to his back. She was small. Not quite as small as some other females, such as that annoying former lieutenant who insisted on using him for a punching bag. But still her head only came to his chest, if that, while her slender frame despite the taunt muscling clearly visibly underneath the olive green short-sleeved shirt she was wearing making her seem somehow smaller.

 

He wouldn't say more feminine. Somehow such words translated to weak… and usually a kick to one body part or another.

 

Hiyori had beat him for no reason, she on the other hand usually had a reason for striking him so the blows hurt… particularly if she went below the belt which if he could rile her up enough the small woman had no qualms about doing. He'd lost track over the years of just how many times he'd been forced to scurry away from her, feeling almost like a whipped cur with his tail between his legs for some slight or slip of words taken the wrong way. Of course the former 12th Lieutenant had immediately adopted the mindset to beat him for any such infraction… after all it was one way to stop the bite of his usually snide comments. `

 

"I'm not sulking." His voice was low.

 

A slender eyebrow rose before the woman shook her head, "not sulking, not hiding. What are you doing then, Shinji?"

 

The urge to ask what she was doing, he swallowed.

 

She had been, after all, torturing Kensei the last time he had seen her. The other man fared no better than he did in front of the former 3rd Captain's antics… truth be told no one did. These particular former Captain was unique, that was one way of putting it though not in a cruel fashion… her life while she had been living had been wrought with betrayal and heartache. It had, this former life, fashioned a young woman who took friendship to heart… her personality making few wanting to actually harm her again.

 

As it was, it was their old connection through which she had manipulated him, and there was no other word more suiting than that which crossed Shinji's mind with respect to what she had done, to train the orange haired upstart in controlling the other's inner Hollow. She had after all been adopted into the Kurosaki household by Isshin; making her Ichigo's aunt.

 

Pushing aside the thoughts, not liking the way memory was playing with him, he answered her question. "I'm thinking."

 

"Thinking? Looks more like mourning."

 

"So what if I am?" The snap to his voice was a surprise, her wide blue eyes flickering away as if finding something more interesting to the side instead. "I'm…"

 

She cut him off. "Come here."

 

 

 

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FLASHBACK

 

"Come here." The voice was, he decided, deceptively calm.

 

Anyone else would have been furious with him, he'd been a little annoyed with himself when his mind had worked over what he had done, but the 3rd Captain looked impassive. Well not impassive… indifferent. As if the fact that he had succeeded in nearly leveling the 3rd Division unit's headquarters was of little concern. Not his fault… he truly hadn't been expecting that hellion of a lieutenant to latch onto his leg, and start biting… hard. Who knew that that snaggle-tooth could be so… childish… possessive… so what if he had made that comment to the 3rd Captain he didn't deserve to have his leg bitten off.

 

Particularly when the 3rd had responded with a teasing grin.

 

Though the grin had almost made up for been bitten… and then the head butt when he had succeeded in shaking Hiyori off. The 3rd Captain had always been an object of interest for those of the opposite sex, she was very appealing to the eye with pale skin and black hair… a pair of bright sapphire blue eyes completing the image. That she was a Captain and as such meant that she was more than capable of holding her own in most situations meant that the usual caution in choosing a partner, a confident and lover, within the ranks of Gotei 13 didn't necessarily apply to her.

 

He knew she had refused some advances over the years since coming here. Shunsui was the latest to his knowledge… the 8th Captain had sulked for a good month, growing lazier than usual according to the other's out spoken lieutenant.

 

"You wanted to speak with me, Captain Higurashi."

 

A pair of blue eyes flickered beneath drooping black bangs, she had begun with the hair done up in a high ponytail but it had obviously come undone over the last little while. No doubt babysitting that upstart Kuchiki, she had immediately befriended the elder Kuchiki, Ginrei, when she had joined the Gotei 13 due to the fact that she was a rather cultured young woman with good manners. But at the same time she was also a friend of the 2nd Captain… the way the pair made little Byakuya howl half the time she was supposed to be babysitting in a fury, the hot tempered Kuchiki falling to some prank or another, was rather amusing.

 

Still it made her look more delicate and feminine this way of wearing her hair.

 

"I'm curious." A slight twitch of lips. "Do you always tell women that they're your 'first love'?"

 

He hadn't said that comment before, to anyone actually, what caused it to slip from his lips in the 3rd Captain's presence was the simply fact it was truth. "Nah…"

 

END FLASHBACK

 

 

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"I'm sorry."

 

"You're an idiot." She didn't mean his intelligence really, he was frighteningly smart. No her words were applied to the way he had been acting.

 

The War was over. Aizen and the other traitors were dead. That damned thing had been destroyed… she herself had done that for none of the others possessed the ability to destroy such an item. A remnant of her former life as a miko. And yet the dirty blonde had been no better since before the War had broken out.

 

"I know."

 

"It wasn't your fault." By that she meant the others'. He had been fortunate in been capable of understanding some of the deceptions that Aizen had thrown over the whole of Gotei 13. Only Unohana had been capable of doing that… and that was partially because she had been spending so much time studying the corpse.

 

This time the answer was slower, "I know."

 

"Shinji…" She turned in his loose embrace, sapphire blue meeting with eyes of a light beige color, stained by a hint of brown gray. The knowing smirk the former 5th Captain wore told her she didn't have to continue with the sentence… and yet she couldn't help but comment, she had preferred something else about him years ago. "Grow your hair out…"

 

One eyebrow rose. "I'm not a woman."

 

"I know that…" She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers knotting in the loose strands out of a long standing habit. "Only there's nothing to grab now."

 

"Is that so?"

 

She hummed even as she leaned up, pressing her lips against the former 5th Captain's. The kiss gentle and slow… there was no rush. He was a stubborn man, to a fault, and as long as Aizen had been alive his sarcastic personality had become more defined… alienating her… something she knew he had done on purpose to keep her out of the fray. He'd obviously forgotten she was not a china doll, despite how many said she looked like one.

 

When she pulled back from him only when air became a necessity those beige eyes were partially lidded, murky… and hungry. "I…"

 

"I know." The grin widened, triumphant, even as his head dipped down so that he could claim her mouth again.

 

 

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Set after the War with Aizen

 

Shinji Hirako x Kagome Higurashi - former 5th Captain, former 3rd Captain

 

The first love comment, in the flashback, is a joke on the fact that according to the Bleach wiki "Shinji appears to have a history of referring to cute girls he meets as his 'first love', complete with a deadpan look on his face despite the obvious lie".