Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Boundaries of Love ❯ Misfortune! The Attack on Kione! ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimer: Bleach Characters are courtesy of Tite Kubo. Kione-chan is my own creation.

 

 

I began walking from the area and Katsutoshi's hand around my wrist stopped my movements even though it was gentle, I didn't know what he was planning; a twitch came to my lips as I hoped it was something important.

 

“Mistress, I want to play…” Katsutoshi had spoken; his voice was distorted even more, though it was rather husky and laced with lust. I frowned more to myself than anything, shifting on my heel just slightly to look over my shoulder, “Careful, I'll seal you away again.” My voice was angrier than I intended, but it got what I needed done. I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest, my wrist having been let go by a slightly in shock Katsutoshi. Once more I began moving away but stopped, slightly crushed under a large and dense reiatsu; I looked around, my frown deepening to cause a grimace.

 

“Who's there?” I called lightly, but got no answer except a sword extending my way, “Ichimaru Gin!” I growled lightly as I grasped the hilt of my Zanpakuto, looking about for the silver haired man and trying to locate his reiatsu; I found it, easily! He gave himself away. I raced into his direction, calling my Zanpakuto's release phrase, “Destroy the whole of humanity, Katsutoshi!”

 

As soon as I uttered those words my Zanpakuto was considerably larger and I was holding the crimson colored blade across my shoulders in a rather Ichigo fashion, I arched my brow as Gin disappeared from my vision, I hadn't learned how to follow movements that great yet. He appeared behind me, and I blocked his attack just in time.

 

We jumped back from each other, a small twitch of a smile came to my lips as my eyes narrowed to near slits; his eyes were still closed, and that fox-like face was still in place.

 

“Ichimaru Gin, you're here why? Shouldn't you be off in Soul Society, making sure no one figures out that the Central Office of Forty-Six is dead?” I smirked at the reaction I got, his eyes opened into slits; the red hues there were slightly shocked. I kicked off my heel, I couldn't wait any longer, I wanted to fight; now. Dropping my Zanpakuto down for the shoulder of Gin, I noticed he didn't move; I frowned as I stopped the downward descent of my Zanpakuto.

 

“Nani, what's wrong?” I asked, a brow inclining, before I realized I was in his grasp with, what I could tell was the blunt side of Shinso's blade against my neck. “Tch, illusions and the simple attack from behind; you analyze your opponent well, Ichimaru Gin” why was I complimenting him? I sighed softly, as anticipation of this meeting left my body; watching as another figure joined our little dual group, “Sosuke Aizen.” I almost hissed the name, maybe it was because of what he's planning to do to Rukia, or maybe it had something to do with Ichimaru letting me loose from his grasp.

 

“Ain't that a shame, I coulda held on just a bit longer” Ichimaru said in his normal southern-like voice and I almost sweat-dropped.

 

“If you're going to attempt to make me go to the Hueco Mundo, forget it. I've got no business there, and whenever I do go there, it's to defeat you idiots. Bakaoro's” I huffed the words out, holding my Zanpakuto over my shoulder once more, my wrist resting more on the hilt than my entire hand; then he moved.