Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Saving You ❯ 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach nor do I profit from Bleach. I only do this as a fan.

 

Rangiku had told Ishida to stand with his hands pressed against the shower wall. He had given her a hesitant look at first recalling a prison movie shower scene that had started like this, but it was all down hill after the guy did as he was told. Of course when she began to soap up her rather large attributes he was her slave to do whatever she wanted. So here he was hands against the wall while Rangiku ran a soapy sponge over his backside.

It was when she reached around to his front pressing her breasts into his back that the real fun begun. Ishida smiled closing his eyes as his body surrendered to the feelings that Rangiku was giving. He knew that she was teasing him by the way that she would giggle at his reactions or moans, but he just didn't care. Her left hand was slowly inching toward his Quincy pride.

“I like the smell of your …soap.”
She whispered hotly into his ear making him lick his lips.

“Uh huh, soap is nice.” Ishida said as she once more giggled behind his back.

He didn't care how much she joked with him as long as that hand kept on moving south.

Then it happened, the caress that he had been waiting for. The woman was rubbing her breast against his back while she lightly stroked his front. He sucked in a deep breath and found that this was not going to be nearly enough. He took her hand and turned to face the woman that was making his body crazy.

“My my that is a rather large arrow you have there.”
Rangiku purred, a lusty look in her eyes

Their bodies were hot, wet and ready.

That is until the shower curtain flew open revealing Ryuken, his father.

“There you are Uryu; I thought that someone was filming porn in here.” His father said.

Then looked to the woman in the shower with his son. “You're not making porn are you?”

“GET OUT!” Ishida screamed flinging the shower curtain closed once more.

A click of the bathroom door indicated that his father had left the room.

Both Ishida and Rangiku instantly grabbed towels and began to dry off.

“So that is your dad, huh? You kind of look like him.”
She said trying to play off what had just happened.

“I am so sorry. I really didn't know that he was going to show up here.”
Ishida said tossing on his clothes.

“No, don't be silly. I mean this can happen to anyone.” The embarrassed woman replied.

“NO IT CAN'T!” His father yelled from the other side of the door.

“Ryuken, Go to the kitchen and wait for me!” Ishida growled out.

Rangiku smiled and lifted his face to meet hers.
“We can play more later, so don't be angry.”

“Right, later.”
Ishida sighed adjusting his desire.

Ishida walked into the kitchen to find his father leaning against the refrigerator with his arms crossed and an angry scowl on his face. Ishida walked to a counter and mimicked his father stance.

“That woman is a shinigami.” He stated simply piercing Ishida with his eyes.

“Yes, she is.” Ishida nodded calmly not letting his anger affect his voice.

“She is using you for her own gain.” The man said unfolding his arms.

“Most likely.” Ishida replied not moving even an inch.

“You are a fool to trust them.”

“Probably.” Ishida replied shrugging his shoulders.

Ulquiorra pursed his lips as he stared out at the endless desert before him. He furrowed his brow and then it dawned on him. A dream, of course this had to be a dream or a nightmare of the place he once called home. A dark laugh from behind him caused a chill to run down his spine.

“You, number four have been a very busy boy. Being brought back from the dead, befriending outlaw shinigami and making a very powerful being fall in love with you.” The man chuckled.

“She does not love me…Aizen-sama.”
He replied shutting his green eyes to the world once more.

“Oh good, good and here I thought that you had forgotten all about me…Forgotten who you are.” Aizen sneered.

In a flash step he had the dark haired boy kneeling before him.

“I did not forget.” Ulquiorra breathed the words out.

Aizen patted him on the head.
“First off, never correct me again or I will tear out your throat.” Aizen Hissed.

Ulquiorra felt a harsh slap to the back of the head. “Second, impregnate the girl.”

His green eyes bulged and his mouth parted, an icy finger lifted his face.

“Something so simple should be easy for you.”
Aizen added enjoying the pained look on his normally placid face.

“Quickest way to bed a woman is to tell her that you love her. This one is so desperate for love that she may not even need to be in a bed” Aizen said catching the frown upon the espada's face.

He wanted to hit him, to rip him into pieces, but he had no where near the power of his creator. Ulquiorra hoped that Aizen was wrong and the girl just felt sorry for him. He was sure that Inoue merely wanted a pet and if not...

“Tell her, I love her.” Ulquiorra ghosted as Aizen nodded yes in affirmation.

“Very good…very good. I will visit you again…soon.”
He laughed looking at the dejected Ulquiorra.

He shot straight up scaring the sleeping girl beside him. Sweat was rolling off his body as he panted trying to catch his breath. The dream had been so real and he could still feel the pain in the back of his head. Ulquiorra's hand darted out grabbing hold of Inoue's hair and dragging her face within inches of his.

“Do you love me?” He rasped out the question and waited for the laugh to come from girl. He needed her to tell him that she did not think of him that way or that she was still in love with that fake shinigami.

“Did you have a bad dream or something?”
She asked trying to hide the fear that she felt for the first time with him.

“Answer me!” He screamed making her yelp as he tightened his grasp in her hair.

“I do! I do! I…love you. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.”
Inoue cried leaning her forehead onto his.

“NO, you can't love me. You still love that person.”
Ulquiorra was almost begging for her to lie to him.

“I don't feel the same things with him that I feel with you.”
Inoue wept trying to wrap her arms around him.

He shoved her away and quickly got to his feet heading for the door.

“Where are you going?!”
She yelled wiping the tears away. He didn't answer as he bolted out the door.

“Don't leave me! Don't leave me all alone!” She screamed, listening to his foot steps disappear.
Inoue sat on the floor staring at the door in disbelief.

Loud depressing music poured out of the stereo and into her ears. Her hair was a rat's nest of neglect as she woofed down raw cookie dough and red bean paste. Pieces of food stained the over sized t-shirt that she was currently wearing. Her eyes were puffing with hot tears as she sucked back the snot that threatened to land in her food.

She had been able to block the none-stop ringing of the phone from her mind. Her tiny spirit friends were pulling over time by shielding the apartment from visitors. They were also doing a great job of sound proofing the room to keep her neighbors from calling the police. Tsubaki was sitting beside her on a pillow.

“This seems a bit extreme.”
The tiny spirit said, Inoue only shrugged as more hot tears trickled out.

“I wonder why he reacted like that?”
The tiny ninja thought aloud doing his best `thinking man' expression.

“I know why, because…..because, I am trash to him. He was …disgusted.”
She sobbed as bits of dough dropped.

Tsubaki sighed.
“I would walk into the fires of hell for you, but sometimes I just want to smack you.”

“Hey, why are you so mad at me? I am the victim here.” Inoue squealed in defense.

“You are always the victim. You expect everyone to save you and play the martyr.”
He replied

“He threw me away! He walked out on me after I told him how I feel.” She barked angrily

The spirit inwardly smiled.
“BooHoo, I am just a helpless girl. Save me, save me someone. Boohoo no one loves me or pays any attention to me. I want everyone to chase me. I will just fake smile and pretend it is okay when it really isn't. I will just keep my powers for stupid trivial things when I could do more. I will just sit here and let my ass widen and boobs sag waiting for him to return when I should get up and go after him.” He mocked

Inoue jumped up to her feet, eyes like fire and fists balled. “I…dislike you.”
She snarled pointing to the spirit.

“Lie, but that is beside the point. You brought him here so he is your responsibility. Now stop screwing around like you are some normal teenage couple and make him tell you what is going on.” Tsubaki commanded

“Okay, I can do it! I will do it!” She yelled pumped for the task and grabbing her shoes.

“Um, you may want to shower and dress first.” Shuno whispered in her ear.

Inoue blushed looking down at her attire.
“Great idea Shuno.” She piped dashing off to the bathroom.

Tsubaki fell back onto the pillow in exhaustion.
“Why did I sign up for this job?” He grumbled.

“I know, because you are really a nice guy.” Shuno smiled flying over to the pillow.

“Yeah, I don't think that is it.” He mumbled more to himself than to her.

Ulquiorra lay with his eyes closed in the tall grass beside the river. He listened as the current rushed and washed everything away that came into his path. Aizen reminded him of the harsh violent current and Inoue was in his direct path of destruction. Ulquiorra was turning against the one person that seemed impossible to beat.

The ex espada had been lucky that Aizen did not know of his condition.

He had acted a little too harshly to the girl and now the guilt was gnawing at his stomach. He could have had his way with her and then both Aizen and Inoue would have been satisfied. Something was just not right about Aizen's request and while in the past he had blindly followed today was different. He could still hear her crying out for him not to leave her, but if he stayed how many more complications would there be. This was going beyond the game that he wanted to play with the strawberry.

“There you are.” Inoue said nearly scaring him to death or second death possibly third.

“What are you doing here?”
Ulquiorra asked getting to his feet and brushing off the grass on his clothes.

“I have come to retrieve you.” She replied in her most fearless voice.

Her hands were on her hips in a hero stance with the wind tossing her hair.

“Retrieve me? Woman, are you trying to order me?”
He asked tilting his head in dead seriousness.

“Ye…Yes, I order you to come home with me.”
She replied. `I won't fail' was literally written on her skirt.

Ulquiorra took a step toward her to speak, but noticed that she stepped back.

“Are you backing away from me after giving me such an order?” He asked a little amused.

“NO! I stumbled.” She spat out trying to keep the upper hand.

“You are uphill. How does one stumble up hill?”
He questioned getting completely off topic.

“It happens. I…I do it all the time.” She grumbled as her resolve started to crumble.

“Only you could fall up a hill.”
He rebuked taking another step toward her and she once more stepped back.

“There you did it again. You stepped away.”
Ulquiorra said sounding more like a child than his usual self.

“Did not, you are just seeing things.” She scoffed tossing her hair over her shoulder.

He narrowed his eyes like a cat getting ready to pounce on a mouse. Inoue's heart was jumping like a jack hammer. Inoue's eyes shot wide when he bolted toward her. Her own shoes scurried away with her still in them.

“Why are you running if you are not frightened?” He yelled still hot on heels.

“Because you are chasing me! People run when being chased!”
She shouted over her shoulder.

“I will stop running if you do!” He yelled starting to feel winded.

“Okay.” Inoue said throwing on the breaks a little to fast and not giving him anytime to slow. He rammed into her at almost full speed sending them both tumbling back down the hill into the tall grass.

Ulquiorra sat up to see Inoue face down in the grass at his left side.
“Woman, get up.” He said, but she didn't reply.

“Hey.” He said forcefully after moving to her side and poking her.

“Inoue?” He asked flipping her over to see if she was hurt.

“I GOT YOU!” She screamed throwing her arms around his neck.

“Yeah, you got me.”
He whispered closing his eyes and tightly wrapping his arms around her waist.

“Come home…Please.” She said still holding on strong to his neck.

“Okay, I will come home.”
He replied finding the words strange coming from his mouth.