Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Saving You ❯ 10 ( Chapter 10 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach nor do I profit from Bleach. I only do this as a fan.
Inoue paced around the cabin trying to understand the pluses and minuses of what Ulquiorra just told her. One plus was that Ulquiorra had powers and from the sounds of it they were very useful ones. One minus was that his powers were still weak and came in the form of children. Another plus was that he could get his powers to a supreme level with sex. A big minus was that his body would feed off of hers, but she had healing powers so after a day she should be fine. Then again if she got pregnant she would likely die. This was a huge minus in her book.
Inoue froze in mid step recalling her deal. “Do you think that Aizen knew about this when he made the deal?”
Ulquiorra closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “He knew. He had to have known some how.”
“Maybe if I ate a bunch of garlic and wore a cross the gene would be too afraid to enter me.” Inoue mumbled aloud.
Ulquiorra cracked his green eyes at the girl. “How in the world would that help?”
Inoue walked over and plopped down on his lap. “Well it kind of sounds vampiric and vampires hate that stuff.”
He mentally smiled at the absurd idea as he put his arms around her. “What if you are already with child?”
Inoue twitched her nose in thought, “I know! I can go and get lots of holy water and drink it.”
Ulquiorra shook his head at the mental picture of Inoue standing in a church guzzling down the water. He almost laughed out loud, but when his rational thought came back he found the laughter would not come. He held her tighter in his arms almost as if he was refusing the fate they were doomed to.
A sudden gust of wind shot the cabin door open startling Inoue out of his arms and off his lap. Ulquiorra leaned his chin on his palm having already figured that if Aizen was aware of this problem then so was one other person. That person was currently grinning at the cabin doorway as the wind threatened to knock off his hat.
“Those are some vigorous swimmers you have Ulquiorra.” Urahara said walking up to Inoue and feeling her tummy.
Ulquiorra frowned in understanding. “She is with child?” He asked in a hushed tone as if to will it not true.
Inoue, on the other hand was beaming like a light. “I am! I'm pregnant! Ulquiorra I'm pregnant!” She screamed and ran into the bathroom to stare at her belly. The two men listened at she spoke sweet words to the unborn child.
Ulquiorra rose from his seat feeling a clutch of sadness making it hard for his heart to beat. A harsh whispering guilt echoed through his head. He just wanted to run away and not face what might come. Those ideas flew away when Urahara roughly grabbed hold of his arm and forced green eyes to meet green eyes.
“The Ulquiorra I know would not run away from a problem, but face it head on. Do you think I would let her die?”
Urahara asked in a deadly tone that would make even Aizen flinch.
“Then the child does not carry the gene?” Ulquiorra asked feeling a glimmer of hope rise in his depths.
Urahara sighed. “Oh the child carries the gene, but Aizen only said that he wanted her to get pregnant.”
Ulquiorra jerked his arm out of the man's grasp. “Are you saying to kill it before it can do harm?”
“What?” Inoue gasped placing a protective hand on her belly. “No, no way. I will not let you.” She cried.
Ulquiorra walked over and took her into his arms as she began to sob giving a dark glare to Urahara.
“Would you drama queens knock it off. I never said anything about an abortion.” Urahara grumbled.
The couple looked at him in confusion as to what they could possibly do.
He walked over to the couple holding a stare at Ulquiorra that made the male very uncomfortable.
“We just have to move the baby from her belly to your belly.” Urahara answered
“You, your serious aren't you?” Ulquiorra asked trying to get his mind around the idea of being pregnant.
Inoue sighed in relief as a smile jumped on her lips.
“Oh thank goodness, I thought it was going to be something bad, but this way I won't get stretch marks”
Ulquiorra sighed. “I do not think that you getting stretch marks were or are the major problems here.”
A sense of dread washed over Ulquiorra. “You do not plan to make me into a female, do you?”
“Wait, then does that mean I am getting a penis? If so I want to design it.” Inoue added.
“Design it?” Ulquiorra asked as a picture of a freakish Frankenstein like penis entered his mind.
Urahara chuckled as he lifted a strange instrument.
“No, no, no Ulquiorra gets to keep his penis and I am sorry to inform you that you do not get one.”
Inoue pouted crossing her arms as a sweat drop of relief fell from Ulqiourra's head.
Meanwhile back in the human world Hitsugaya had just arrived at Ishida's home. A strange man whom he had never seen before had greeted him with a warm welcome. It seemed as if the quincy was holding a party of some kind. The young captain's shoulder slumped as he grabbed a drink from a tray to calm his nerves.
“No, no, little boy. You don't want to stunt your growth.” A pleasantly plump woman said pinching his cheek and taking away the much needed drink. Hitsugaya narrowed his eyes at the human, but ignored her ignorance.
He was still scanning the home for Ishida when he was pushed into a bathroom by the person he was searching for.
“Why are you here Shinigami?” Ishida sneered leaning against the door with a look of disgust on his face.
“I realize that you are angry, but I need you to come back with me.” Hitsugaya said in his most adult voice.
Ishida cocked a brow at the audacity. “NO, I refuse.” The quincy answered and Hitsugaya was kind of relieved.
The fact that he had not shot an arrow into his chest for asking meant that he had calmed down some.
“Rangiku and the child are in grave danger. You must come with me in order to save them.” He said.
“You are trying to get me to go there so that you can run tests on me.” Ishida said as Hitsugaya looked away.
He had wanted to lie, but that would just make Ishida's distrust worse. “It is true, they need to do tests.”
“That is a bold move to tell me the truth. What if I refuse and they both die?” Ishida asked
Hitsugaya inhaled deeply before kneeling and bowing down his head to the Quincy. “I beg you please.”
Ishida moved away from the door and had pulled Hitsugaya up to kneeling position when the door opened. His father who had opened the door went a death white pale. A girl who was passing by stopped to stare at the scene.
“Father I am sorry to say this, but I must postpone the engagement.” Ishida said pulling the captain fully up.
“Look son I understand that you have this shinigami fetish, but that is a male.” His father whispered
Ishida furrowed his brow. “Don't get the wrong idea he was begging for my help.” Ishida grumbled at his father.
His father looked unconvinced. “Doesn't matter what I say anyways you always do what you want.”
“Does this mean that the engagement is off?” The girl who had been listening and staring asked the men.
It was the middle of the night at the Soul Society and every one was either sleeping or patrolling the grounds. Well almost everyone, a certain Quincy had managed to sneak out of his room and through the shadows to Rangiku's bed side. His dark blue eyes stared down at the rambling female as the words of his father echoed.
Flashback
Hitsugaya had already left to retrieve his beloved laptop from the shop and to allow Ishida time to gather whatever he would need for his stay. Ryuken was silently leaning against the wall watching his son in disapproval.
“How long do you intend to stand there and look disappointed?” Ishida asked without looking up at his father.
“How many times do you plan to disappoint me?” Ryuken asked in reply to his son's question.
Ishida ignored the question choosing to stuff more things into a bag.
“If you have any pride you will end the life of that half breed bastard. I will not acknowledge it as part of this family and if you fail in this task do not appear before me again.” His father said pushing off the wall and out of the door.
“I will miss you too father.” Ishida mumbled sardonically.
He was still for a few moments with a tattered shirt in his hands. It was the shirt that he wore the last time he had seen her. He was still unsure if he wanted to fix it or just throw it away. He tossed it to corner of the room and decided that he would deal with it later. He seemed to be doing that more than usual lately.
End Flashback
Ishida moved to the end of Rangiku's bed as a flash of blue light illuminated the room. He readied the arrow and aimed for the stomach of the defenseless woman. His hand was starting to tremble and just when he was about to let the arrow go a voice called out. He quickly dissipated the bow and arrow as his eyes scanned the room.
“Please…” The voice called out to him again, but he could not see anyone.
Ishida shook his head figuring that it was just his imagination.
“Are you angry with me?” a small voice asked from behind him.
Ishida turned to see a girl with black pigtails and deep sorrowful grey eyes. A royal blue light hugged her frame.
“Angry? Do I even know you?” Ishida asked furrowing his brow trying to recall the face of the girl.
She took a tiny step forward as her lip quivered. “She didn't want to hurt you, but they told her to come back.”
Ishida tilted his head. “You are talking about Rangiku. Do you know what is wrong with her?”
The girl bit her lip and looked away. “She was so sad and you were so angry. I just thought that I could fix it.”
“You purposely did this to Rangiku and how do you know anything about me?” Ishida inquired as the girl frowned.
“I will let her wake if you promise to stay and not hurt me.” The girl said looking him straight in the eyes.
Ishida sighed wondering who such a willful child belonged to. “Fine, but I never planned to hurt you to start.”
“Then you were not going to destroy me like grandfather asked.” She asked as Ishida's heart momentarily stopped.
At Urahara's Shop
Ulquiorra sat in the pillow stuffed bed wrapped in several blankets with trays of food surrounding him in every direction. Urahara had ordered him to bed rest for a couple of weeks after the transfer had been completed. Inoue had become a little over protective when it came to both the child and him. This was the reason for the piles of warm blankets and miles of strange foreign foods.
The girl made a huge fuss over every tiny detail making his life hell. He did put his foot down when she told Chad to help him use the bathroom. Her reason was that he shouldn't lift heavy things even if it was attached to his body. Ulquiorra had closed his eyes thinking how long nine months could actually feel.
The door opened and his eyes narrowed at the bio-hazard suited person. “Hi honey, how do you feel?” she chirped.
“I am hot and feeling sick from the various smells in this room.” Ulquiorra grumbled.
Inoue giggled walking over to the bed. “Not you Ulquiorra, I was talking to the baby.” Inoue said patting his belly.
“Of course, why did I bother to reply?” He sighed looking out the window slightly aggravated.
Inoue crawled into the bed wrapping her arms around him. “Oh what is it Mr. grumpy umpy down in the dumpy?”
`There was I time I would have killed her for that comment.' His thought to himself
“I was just thinking of the past.” He replied deciding that it would be better not to explain further.
“Ulquiorra, I know that I can be a bit hard to handle and I know I say it a bunch, but I love you.” She smiled.
A tinge of red fluttered at his cheeks. “I think it is getting hotter in here.”
Inoue jumped up off the bed. “Okay then I will go turn on the air.” She said skipping from the room.
Ulquiorra shook his head at his crazy girl. “I could have just taken off the blankets. I hope you take after me.”
His hand came to rest on his belly as he whispered the words into the empty room.
Beneath shop
Two fierce fighters hacked, slashed and bankaied, but neither gave in to the other. Bloodied, bruised and tired they persevered. It was a battle to end all battles as these two titans clashed beneath the world.
High atop of a cliff two women watched the battle with interest and money on the line.
“You know I kind of feel bad for these idiots.” Soifon said with a sadistic smile on her lips.
Yoruichi smirked. “You know this fight is nothing compared to one that is coming.”
“Wonder who they will go after first Byakuya or Yumichika when they learn what is really going on?” Soifon asked
“They should go after Rukia since it was her that got drunk and pregnant.” Urahara said plopping down beside them.
“I always thought that guy was gay. Boy was I surprised.” Yoruichi laughed as dust and sand filled the air.
Urahara chuckled. “You know, people think that you guys are lesbians. So I would not go jumping to conclusions.”
Soifon jumped to her feet. “Who, who said I am a lesbian! I will rip their fucking head off!”
“That might be the reason why most men think that you are.” Urahara shrugged at the fuming female.
“I'm sexy, I can have a guy if I want, but I have high standards.” Soifon argued taking back her seat.
“Like the guy can't have a bigger dick than hers.” Yoruichi whispered to Urahara and received a punch in the arm.
Urahara laughed as the girl rubbed her arm looking down at the two struggling fighters. He had also been surprised when Rukia showed up and informed him that she was pregnant with Yumichika's child. She said that she needed time before she could face them with the truth.
After their last battle she had gone out drinking with the 11th division. The next morning she woke naked and in bed Yumichika. The morning sickness hit hard and fast, but Byakuya had known instantly what was wrong. So he set it up that he was going to marry her off in order to get her to calm down. He had already threatened to cut of Yumichika's manhood if he did not comply. What he had not expected was Renji showing up.
Urahara shook his head as a rock fell onto his head from a blast. He wanted to tell them, but he had promised Rukia that would not. He just wished she would get her ass in gear before one them did succeed in killing the other. Their love triangle had just added another unwanted and unneeded member.