Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Redemption ❯ The Desire ( Chapter 4 )

A blood red shield formed in front of Kikyo, stopping the arrancar in its tracks. "How annoying…soul reapers seem to be popping out of everywhere." She finally breathed, exhausted, she whispered her savior's name but it was only for a second before panic set in and she was worrying about the two who had been keeping her alive thus far.

"Byakuya?" She waited, "Renji?"

Suddenly she felt a presence next to her and jerked away. "Careful now." She stopped at the feminine voice.

"Yoruichi…is it just you and Kisuke?" The traitor caught her hands as she reached out for the former captain.

"Yes, the others are fighting hollows across town." Kikyo let out a long sigh.

"Thank goodness." Yoruichi jerked her forward and she sensed flash step a moment before she heard a large explosion. "He sure likes to blow up the place."

"Mm the area needed remodeling anyway." She laughed at Kisuke's musings of the situation. "So little one how are we feeling?"

"Oh you know, the usual, blindness, bleeding and sealed." She replied innocently.

"Hm the blind part sounds new." There were a few ping sounds, a grunt, and then a yelp.

"Yes well I'll have to see a man about that." She clutched the woman's arm as she heard him attack with Benihime.

"Aw, yes, well he's waiting with the first aid kit." He said cheerfully. Yoruichi told him she'd return quickly, to leave her some fun and the last thing she heard was Kisuke's laughter.

She had just regained her sight when Kisuke and Yoruichi stumbled into the shop holding an unconscious Renji. A battered and weakened Byakuya followed, stopping to brace himself on the doorframe. Before she realized it, she had jumped down to the store floor and ran to him. He watched her with his icy eyes as she came to a stop in front of him. "Byakuya ─"

"There is no need; I simply was doing my duty."

"Then allow me to do mine by attending to your wounds." For once, he did not argue, remark or scoff at her, he simply did as he was told. They went to her room as the others filed into the shop and began fussing over Renji. As she was sliding the door shut, she heard Rukia's concern and Ichigo's taunting. "Poor Renji," she said with a smile as she turned around to face Byakuya.

His scowl seemed to deepen before he sat down. The man was truly made of stone, he was bleeding all over the floor, but you wouldn't think he had even a paper cut by the look on his face. She moved toward him like a cat stalking a mouse and noticed him watching her every move. The air suddenly felt thick and heavy as she moved past him to the medical supply cabinet. They remained in silence as she gathered the supplies and joined him on the floor. The first thing she cleaned was a deep gash on his forearm after it was wrapped she cleaned some scrapes on his face. It took all her strength to keep the heat from her face as she touched his electrifying skin, each fingertip tingled, and she felt her stomach tighten. She nearly fainted when she realized the next wound was a slash across his chest.

Kikyo moved in front of him and leaned forward curling her fingers around the edges of his kimono. Heat rushed through her body as she began to slowly pull it back, she was very careful around the wound and her heart pounded in her ears as she revealed more of his flawless skin.

He was a feast for the eyes as more of him became exposed, sharply chiseled muscles, smooth creamy skin expect for the slash on his right pectoral and some blood running down from it, streaming over his slightly rippling abs, he was clearly at the height of his masculinity. She tugged gently at the cloth as she neared his broad shoulders to give more slack. Her blood roared and turned fiery hot as the material slid down his corded arm muscles. She watched hungrily as they flexed when he removed them from the sleeves.

Suddenly she became very aware of the fact that he was sitting half-naked in front of her and they were completely alone. She turned away from him for the first aid box and she felt an intense blush hit her cheeks. When she calmed herself she turned back to clean the wound, her breath caught in her throat, even with the six-inch gash he was very attractive, he looked feral with the blood creating little rivulets, highlighting every ripple in his flesh.

Byakuya stared at her, she was awakening something in him, something he never felt before, he felt the intense urge to push her down and take her like some kind of animal. She had undressed him so slowly, like a tormenting lover and it had nearly driven him mad with lust, especially the way her eyes seemed to be studying ever inch of him.

He was even hallucinating, for a moment, he thought he had caught lust in her eyes as well but it couldn't have been possible, they detested each other. They insulted, and fought over nearly anything, they were almost never nice to one another whenever they ran across each other. On top of it all, she seemed rather fond of his lieutenant, it was disgusting, he subconsciously curled up his lip, and she immediately pulled back.

She watched his eyes softened after she jerked away, "sorry I didn't mean to hurt you." Kikyo replied quietly, as if she was fearful of him, which was completely unlike her. He thought for a minute if it had to do with the fact that she lacked powers in this world and was completely at his mercy.

He stiffened and finally looked away from her, "you did no such thing."

"Oh," was all she said as she peeled off the gauze patch and gently pressed it over the wound making sure it stuck. His chest twinged when her fingertips left his flesh and before he knew what he was doing, he grabbed her wrist. The man stared at her with his piercing eyes and she went rigid. "Byakuya?"

The captain leaned forward, nearly touching their noses and pushed her back onto the floor with his weight pinning her down. He saw the look of terror in her eyes and whispered into her ear, "I love how you say my name." This time she couldn't control it and blushed a deep pink. She bit her lower lip as she felt his hardness press against her lower abdomen. She met his heated gaze, he looked like he was about to devour her and she subconsciously brought her hand up to grip his side. Something flared in his eyes and before she could react, he crushed her lips with his. Heat shot through her down to her toes causing them to curl, and she resisted the urge to moan but dug her fingernails into his flesh without realizing it.

Suddenly he deepened the kiss, though she had barely responded or so she thought. He massaged her lips roughly, and she found herself parting them, inviting him in. He massaged her tongue, which triggered an intense tingle to shoot through her. She couldn't stop a moan from escaping this time and felt so embarrassed but he didn't stop like she thought he would, instead he rocked his body against hers, hot searing pleasure shot out from her womanly center and was quickly replaced by a throbbing ache.

She slipped a hand into his hair and brought her leg up to press into his hip. The female brought her other hand up and let it lazily travel up his spine. He shivered and finally broke their kiss, moving to her neck where he toyed with an incredibly sensitive spot causing her to gasp sharply.

He reached back and slid his hand down her thigh to cup her tight buttocks. The nobleman pulled back part of her black kimono to reveal her shoulder and began to do amazing things with his mouth on the sensitive flesh. Her body was firm with very soft skin just as he had expected from a noblewoman warrior.

He gripped her firmly causing her to arch up into him. There was a hiss against her skin and she stiffened against his rock hard body. The captain licked her neck and grinded against her again. He felt her shutter and sink her nails into his shoulder and scalp.

"Kikyo?" Byakuya nipped at her flesh as she brought up her other leg to help press him more firmly against her, he let out a deep masculine moan. "Hey Kikyo ─ Byakuya ─ anybody!" They froze and finally looked each other in the eyes again. He gritted his teeth as he studied her flush face. They heard the floorboard creak just outside the door. He rolled off her into a sitting position and she stood, smoothing her kimono and then gathered the medical supplies off the floor; both keeping their backs to the door as Ichigo burst through it. "Just what the hell are you guys doing back here?" Kikyo felt herself blush. He looked at the blood on the floor, "oh geez. Byakuya you get gutted or something, can you still move?"

"He's fine, nearly full strength already." She blushed harder.

"How do you know that?"

"I'm sure, he's sure, now get out!" She shouted turning around.

He raised his brow, "alright then," he turned to leave, "by the way you're covered in blood." She looked down at her robes as he left. Byakuya remained quiet as started scrubbing at the stain with a gaze pad and cursing. He stood up and approached her swiftly, grabbing her forearm.

"What are you doing?" She looked at him with an annoyed expression.

"You're coming back with me." Kikyo looked less than pleased, "you haven't any powers here." She looked away and out the window. "Why would his majesty send you out without any powers or were you not allowed here?"

"No I'm allowed here," she answered sadly. He noticed her shifting uncomfortably.

He pulled her hand up to his lips and kissed the palm gently. She instantly blushed and looked dazed, he leaned forward subconsciously. "Byakuya."

"You're her aren't you?" He asked licking his lips just inches from hers.

"Her who?" The man seized her lips again and feverishly kissed him back. He could feel how hungry she was for him, the passion and lust was being mirrored which excited him further. Her body screeched against his, pressing her soft breasts into his wound but he didn't care about the pain. He couldn't get enough of her taste, the feel of her, the intoxicating scent that was just hers with no perfumes, just raw femininity.

He pressed her against the cabinet and she brought her legs up, wrapping them around his hips. "Kikyo?"

She broke the kiss and hissed, "Damn it!" He panted against her neck and heard her swallow hard "Maybe this is the Fates telling us this isn't a good idea."

Byakuya pulled back, "perhaps you're right," she looked up into his eyes and his manhood throbbed, her need for him was written very clearly in the deep pools of purple and he couldn't help himself against. Nobility devoured nobility in a scorching, fervent kiss, his tongue stroked hers, and he reveled in her divine taste. "Kikyo." The male voice said more sternly, causing the captain to finally pull away. He walked to the other side of the room and hopped down, straightening her kimono once again as Kisuke popped his head in the room.

He smiled at the pair, "Sorry to interrupt but Renji is in need of better care." The man didn't wait and closed the door. She looked over at the very masculine leader and subconsciously licked her lips.

"We better get going," she said in a strained voice and he nodded.

Back in Seireitei, Kikyo sat by Renji's hospital bed peeling an apple and saw Byakuya pass by through the window but he didn't acknowledge them. She sighed heavily as Renji awoke and smiled at him. "Kikyo-sama, why are you here again?"

"To see you silly," she sliced up the fruit as he sat up and handed him a piece, which he took happily.

"Thank you." The beautiful woman smiled her beautiful smile and picked up a plate.

"Your welcome." She sliced up the rest, handed him the plate, and then fetched him some water while chatting his ear off about idle gossip. It wasn't long before he was released and finishing his recovery in the sixth squad barracks. The raven-haired aristocrat visited him daily and the two went for many evening walks. He kept challenging her to duels and reinjuring himself so much, so that Ms. Unohana once asked him jokingly if he was doing it on purpose to which he only responded with a blush.

It was after this comment that Kikyo started noticing his odd behavior, "Renji do you not want to go back?"

He looked away from her as they walked one evening, "you are forbidden to go back with me and could be sent back to the king at anytime, I wouldn't be able to say goodbye if I left."

She doubted that was the whole truth but didn't press the issue when she saw how uncomfortable he had gotten; instead she opted for a change of subject. They were happily enjoying their walk when they ran into Byakuya almost literally, as they rounded a corner, he didn't look amused to see them together. "Renji you're going back now, Rukia can't be left unattended for so long."

Kikyo looked horrified, "she's back out there by herself?"

"Yes." Byakuya answered dryly. "And you're her back up," he said turning to his lieutenant.

"What about Ichigo?" Renji asked puzzled, his captain gave him a hard stare.

"I expect you gone within the hour." He turned and left them.

"Come on, I'll show you off." Kikyo said bitterly and they turned toward the gate.

After seeing Renji off, Kikyo marched straight to the sixth squad barracks, looking for the captain. She barged into his office and found him at his desk. "Just what the hell was that all about?" She snapped as she slammed the door shut.

He looked up from his paper work and stared at her with his powerful gaze. "Come in."

She growled at him and approached the desk, "why did you do that?"

"You shouldn't associate with him, he's beneath you." He answered, straightening his reports.

She let out a burst of spirit power blowing most of them onto the floor; finally, he looked angry for once. "You are one arrogant bastard!"

His eyes flared and he flash stepped next to her but she met his glare with her own. In his anger, he had forgotten she had powers in this realm. "If you wish to whore yourself out that's fine just stay away from my squad witch." Again, his tone had no feelings and his pitch was normal. How did he control himself so well?

Using her incredible speed she decked him, he caught himself on his desk, "I am no such thing…on either count."

Kikyo straightened her kimono as he righted himself, "nor am I a bastard."

She scoffed, "at least we agree you're arrogant."

He half smiled, which seemed to alarm her, "I think the last woman to scold me and hit me was Yoruichi." He rubbed his cheek, as she looked stunned.

"You mean to tell me Hisana never spoke out against you?"

His look turned serious, "why do you care so deeply about them?" She didn't answer and shied away from him so he grabbed her wrist. "Answer me damn it!" He jerked her to meet his gaze.

"Careful now, I don't have to answer to you at all lowly captain." She snapped back.

"Then answer my noble blood woman."

"I don't have to do that either." She pushed at his chest but he didn't even flinch.

"You are a lady so you must answer a lord." The captain's temper flared at her disobedience and stubbornness.

"You are beneath me in that rank as well." She spat back with a smirk. The warrior in her twisted her arm free and started for the door.

"Why? Because you are the king's whore." Kikyo flew into a rage and flashed before him. He dodged her first attack, caught the second, and wrestled her to the ground. He realized he had only gained the upper hand because of her restricting kimono. "Get off me or I'll kill you!" She snarled.

"Why? As I recall you liked being beneath me," he taunted coldly. She blushed deeply and began struggling harder. He kissed her hard causing her to stop; when he pulled back, she slapped him. "Why don't you have powers in the living world?" He asked without emotion as he pinned both her arms down firmly.

"Because I killed my husband."