Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ The Seireitei Seraglio ❯ Aizen's Appeal ( 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.

 

Aizen's Appeal

 

“He will not join your harem. He's coming back to the Seireitei with me.” The voice was familiar, but the assurance in the tone was not. “I have prior claim and I will annihilate anyone who interferes.”

 

The new demand distracted Ichigo from his slide into depression. He looked at Momo, for the moment certain that she had spoken, but she was staring at Nemu. Following her gaze he looked at the girl. At some time she must have gotten tired of being nude because she was now dressed, but the clothing didn't mould to her body like normal. It bulged in a few places that distorted the fabric of her uniform. Her hand was raised in an uncharacteristic gesture of demand as she talked to Barragan like an equal.

 

“Come on, Nemu. You're not that powerful,” Renji said nonchalantly. “We don't want that loser stinking up the place. Let the Espada have him.”

 

The glare that he received made Ichigo think he was staring at someone else, but he couldn't place who it was.

 

“This is my realm. You are here only on sufferance. My new playmate will remain to serve me until I tire of him,” Barragan didn't seem concerned about the request. “Remove him,” he ordered his Fraccion once more.

 

Nemu was in front of Aizen, barring anyone else from approaching him. “Kurosaki, help me. You promised you would let me have Aizen.”

 

“Huh?” This he hadn't expected. He had to protect the loser because he'd fucked the loony? What happened to sex without strings?

 

“And you, Hinamori, you love this man. Help me take him back to the Seireitei,” Nemu was now ordering Momo to help. Obediently Momo moved and stood protectively in front of Aizen.

 

“I promise, there won't be anyone else when we go home,” she assured Aizen. “I'll remain faithful to you.”

 

“I don't want to go back to that place, I don't want you and there is no possibility I will stay here,” Aizen protested.

 

“There's another choice?” Ikkaku asked Yumichika.

 

“Hell maybe? He'd fit in there quite nicely,” Yumichika said with a wicked smile

 

“Everyone says you're an idiot, Momo, and now you're proving it,” Rukia said. “Aizen's trouble and if he returns how long will it be before he decides he wants ultimate power again? Or he'll have to be locked up in the Maggot's Nest.” She sighed and murmured quietly, “It's a pity we can't return the 12th Division Captain there at the same time.”

 

In two strides Nemu was in front of Rukia and slapped her heartily across her face. “You dare speak about m… my father, like that? What do you know, you inferior specimen?”

 

Ishida was there in a moment, holding Nemu's arm before she delivered another blow. “This is not like you, Nemu.”

 

Finding himself nod in agreement, Ichigo again felt like he almost remembered who Nemu was acting like. It was someone from the Seireitei, but he didn't know them very well. Racking his brains he didn't pay much attention to the developing brawl. Then he finally began listening and noticed that tempers were becoming heated and a few people looked like they were preparing to fight.

 

“If our king wants him, then he should have him,” Ulquiorra said as he drew his blade.

 

“And I don't want him back in the 13 Gotei,” Gin said in agreement.

 

Nanao, with a determined look on her face had also drawn her zanpakuto. “He needs to be judged and sentenced. If he is permitted to remain here he will not be punished.”

 

With a wince Stark remarked, “I don't know about that. Ever had sex with Barragan?”

 

“Keep your remarks to yourself,” he was ordered by his king. “You will fight to keep Aizen here.”

 

“No, I don't think I will. The man does not belong here and should return to where he came from,” Stark said.

 

As he watched further, trying not to become involved, more people declared which side they supported. He wasn't amazed that not all of the Arrancar seemed particularly enthusiastic about keeping Aizen, nor did many Shinigami appear to want him to return with them. Aizen had not made or kept many friends on either side. Nemu was demanding support from the Shinigami, her voice booming louder, her words and actions containing more authority and less conciliation. Which side should he choose? He didn't want the former captain anywhere near Soul Society, but he had promised Nemu. Did a promise made in the throes of sex count?

 

Even while he was thinking, Nemu turned her attention to him. “Kurosaki, you will assist me.”

 

That made the decision easy. “No, I won't. Sex doesn't buy loyalty. I don't want him anywhere near Soul Society.”

 

Rukia, Renji and Toshiro appeared to agree and now each side was forming. A battle was imminent.

 

“Why are we fighting?” Ran asked, having not taken either side. She laughed and said, “We came here to rescue Ichigo, but also to prevent a war caused by Sosuke. Now we're fighting over him.”

 

Gin embraced her, kissing her passionately. “What you say makes sense. Why fight over him? Barragan, you can have him. You'll help me square it with Yamamoto?” he appealed to the Captains.

 

“What are you saying? You're proving to be a traitor yet again Ichimaru,” Nemu was beginning to rant, foam flecking the corners of her mouth.

 

“Just who are you?” Ichigo asked. Each time she'd spoken he received the feeling that Nemu had changed completely.

 

“Yes, Nemu. You're not yourself,” Kira agreed.

 

“No. You've never acted this bitchy,” Rukia was still cradling her cheek. “You really are your father's daughter.”

 

Nemu threw her head back and laughed. Suddenly a number of things slotted into place in Ichigo's mind and he stared at the laughing woman in astonishment and he felt sick. How could what he was thinking have happened?

 

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This story will conclude in the next chapter.