Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Perpetual ❯ Honour ( Chapter 13 )

Tite Kubo owns Bleach and the characters and gets paid for it. I don't. I just write these to amuse myself and cover up my other activities.

 

Honour

 

He'd been mooching around, not really doing much when the man appeared and said in his usual condescending manner: “Come with me.”

 

Being ordered around by Aizen provided some relief from thinking. The tasks he was given were never interesting or diverting and this time would probably be the same. No explanation, no direction, not even a hint of what he was meant to do. For a moment he thought about ignoring the summons, but that would take energy. With little interest he followed the man who was wearing a cruel smirk he'd seen before. It indicated that someone was going to experience pain at Aizen's hands. A few large male Arrancar were already following him, but he seemed to like having an entourage of people surrounding him. The attention must feed his ego.

 

“I was considering using Grimmjow for this, but he is indisposed at the moment,” Aizen said. “And his previous actions exclude him.”

 

Stark wondered who he was talking to and then realised Aizen was attempting to talk to him. Normally he issued orders and then waited until the task was completed. Conversation was unusual.

 

“Is he?” It appeared that the man was expecting a reply. If Grimmjow was `indisposed' he thought he knew who was responsible.

 

“He purposely disobeyed me.”

 

Stark didn't feel there was a need to comment. Grimmjow prided himself what he said was his independence and it would have been remarkable if he had obeyed orders. Most of the Espada considered his insubordination as simple arrogance.

 

Aizen was striding down the hallway, the entourage following in quiet obedience, toward the room where he was keeping the girl. Stark's interest grew. He'd only seen her briefly when she'd healed Grimmjow's arm. He'd overheard a few conversations regarding her since then and he'd discounted much of the talk as speculation. If Aizen was spending nearly all his time in the monitor room, what did it matter? Everyone benefited because he wasn't interfering with what they wanted to do.

 

Pausing outside the door, Aizen quickly wiped his hands over his face and hair and smoothed his clothing. “Follow my lead and do exactly what I say and you might have some fun.”

 

Fun? Stark didn't believe he could have fun, until now he hadn't and why should anything change? And from the malicious twist to Aizen's lips any `fun' would come at a cost.

 

Slamming open the door, Aizen paused for effect and then, in a voice Stark had never heard him employ before, “Baby, don't cry. Daddy's home.”

 

Daddy? The word sounded absurd coming from the man's mouth. Sidling past him Stark saw the girl and Tosen on a bed. The girl was naked, pleasingly so. The man was fully dressed and both wore expressions of shock at the interruption. The girl's expression also contained a mixture of horror and disgust. Maybe some of the stories he'd overheard being told by Lolly and Menoly were based on fact.

 

He didn't need to look at the other Arrancar to know exactly where their gaze was directed.

 

“Sosuke!”

 

“Kaname. I recall telling you to leave the girl alone.” Why did Aizen appear so amused?

 

“You can't treat her like this!”

 

It didn't surprise Stark that Aizen ignored the demand. “I think it is time we reacquainted ourselves with each other, don't you Orihime? I have neglected you, but Stark will help me make up for it.”

 

Stark began to receive and inkling that his role in this drama was one he would not like.

 

Tosen was on his feet, standing in front of the girl protectively. “I won't let you do anything to her.”

 

“I've already selected the hero and you're not him. Get out of the way Kaname,” Aizen had assumed a menacing air.

 

“No.” The defiance was unusual in the former captain. Until now he'd appeared more than happy to stay in the background, obediently carrying out any instructions that were directed at him.

 

“I was expecting this. Once more you have underestimated me. Hold him, but make certain he sees everything that happens.”

 

Four Arrancar stepped forward and secured Tosen despite his struggles and initial violent reaction. Stark was confused. The man was more powerful than that. Why did he allow himself to be taken so easily?

 

“I thought by now you would have learnt to check the things you eat and drink but you haven't. As a result, you will watch while I amuse myself.” Aizen began to remove his hakama with considerable satisfaction.

 

Stark averted his eyes. It was obvious what was going on and he wondered why he was here. He didn't want to be a witness to whatever Aizen planned.

 

Then he felt the man's eyes on him. “Stark, I chose you for this. You are going to assist me in reminding this girl to whom she belongs.”

 

“What do you mean?” An inkling of what the man wanted him to do passed through his mind but he wanted to know for certain.

 

“Sex.”

 

One word didn't explain enough. “I don't understand.” Pretending to be dumb usually pleased Aizen who had a tendency to think all the Arrancar were mentally challenged.

 

“You and I,” Aizen began and Stark began to feel worried, “are going to take our pleasure of the girl.” The man finished.

 

Not wishing to show how the order affected him Stark fixed his eyes on the girl as if assessing her attraction. Aizen pulled out a large device that had a variety of restraints attached to it and spoke to the girl. “You know how much you'll enjoy this. Come here and I'll strap you in.”

 

All colour drained from Orihime's face.

 

“This time you'll experience a new pleasure,” Aizen continued happily. “I think we'll experiment with you. Ever heard of sodomy?”

 

He didn't think the girl could become even paler, but she did. “No,” her voice quavered. “Please, no.”

 

“You haven't tried it. You might like it,” Aizen was cheerful as he pulled the unwilling girl toward the wooden object. “I know I will.”

 

Stark didn't mind the idea of sex but he didn't condone rape or sex with minors. Lillynette would be hurt by his actions and that was something he did not want because she would find out. Also anal sex was something he thought was practiced only by deviants or closet homosexuals. Not that he cared, but he didn't want to participate, especially if it was non-consensual.

 

He crossed to stand between Aizen and the girl while folding his arms across his chest. “What makes you think I'm interested?”