The Struggles Of Their Destiny.

Chapter – 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.


"Captain! ", Matsumoto whined her lips pouted, "I want to go play with Shinsui and the others."

Toshiro furrowed his brow at the idea of his Vice Captain drunk with the other Captains and lieutenants. Even though they were semi-respectable men and were probably used to her flirtatious quirks, he knew that the temptation that followed Matsumoto was great. He would know as he would often find himself mesmerised by her just being herself.

"No, you have work to do," he mumbled his eyes closed as he prepared himself for the onslaught of complaints she was about to give.

"Captain…Stop being so harsh. Can't I have fun once in a while?"

"You have too much fun Matsumoto," he said wearily, "I've had this conversation too many times so just get to work and spare me."

He was tired from having done all the work he volunteered to take on from Captain Ukitake's squad. He was bedridden again.

"Well then, Captain? I just have to play with you now don't I?"

"What now!" Toshiro demanded.

"Oh Captain! Don't tell me you forgot? I mean how could you? It was your first time!" She giggled.

"Uh…Toshiro stammered caught of guard as he gazed at her luscious hair.

"Be quiet Matsumoto!" He hissed at the infuriating woman regaining his composure.

"Hm? Captain no one can hear me or you. I thought we proved that a few nights ago," she whispered seductively. Her eyelids closed lazily over her crazed lust filled eyes. Her head was tilted to the side and her mouth held a small smug smile that showed she knew she had won.

The silver haired Captain's firm and cold demeanour was lost as his eyes widened and his hand gripped his desk as he realized what his Lieutenant wanted him to do. He knew that that in this game he permitted, it would be a while before he could claim control. Toshiro's cheeks flushed as he remembered the pleasure he felt from the first orgasm with this most beautiful woman in front of him. He recalled distinctly her growled whisper in his ear that just this once she'd do all the work but he'd better pick up fast.

His touches were short and unsure, his tongue hesitant and in need of direction. She was patient and willing to teach. He was already hers and she was more than ready to be his. Her moans and groans were pointers, her chuckles and weary signs warnings. She took the liberty of undressing both of them wanting this session to move along. She was a grown woman experienced and geared up. He was a young teen, barely tainted and vacillated. The thought of the exotic captain inside of her thrilled her. She was proud of the fact she was his first eyes unable to part from his that were so determined. She gasped as he thrust into her with all her force. She was shocked at how fast he learned and did not need her instruction. The thrusts were steady and each time his dick brushed against her clit. She gripped the sides of the bed, her body drenched in sweat. She screamed his name as she came. He pulled out and came as well. He fell on top of her looking into her glazed eyes.

"How did I do?" he panted.

"Good for your first time pleasuring someone," she replied slightly in awe.

Well he is a prodigy she thought to herself as settled into the bed.

"I have a good teacher," he whispered as he placed his head on her chest.

"We have to work on foreplay," she decided as she pushed her wet hair way from her fore head.

He stared at her angelic features. Her silky hair neat hair was wet and tussled. Her eyes were wide and lips moist, her skin red and her body limp. She looked vulnerable and needy. His heart ached as he rolled of her. The knowledge that there were others who had seen this heavenly image made him sick. He knew he had to work hard to erase her memory of every other man she had ever been with and he was willing to accept the challenge. She would be completely his.

Matsumoto sighed as she saw the loving, needy, lustful Captain she knew in the night transform into the cold hearted, stoic Captain the rest of the world knew.

"Matsumoto, behave yourself," he said sternly however his face glowed red at her nakedness.

"I just wanna a kiss," she said sadly, "We don't get to fool around for a while."

Toshiro sighed, his eyes closed, mouth in a grim line.

"Matsumoto, I have a meeting in ten minutes," he complained but allowed her to kiss him anyway.

"You're so cute when you're angry Captain!" Matsumoto sang later that day.

Toshiro was irritated, grumpy and drained after the five hour meeting he had with Captain Yamamoto on the remaining arrancar after their battle over Karakura Town. He got a cup of coffee as he headed back to his office hoping to see the paper work that he had left Matsumoto with done after all the threats he had made to replace her. He met his office empty the paper work on her desk untouched.

"That woman!" he growled as he transferred the work to his desk and began filling the sheet out. Two hours later he had worked up enough rage that his face was beet red. He heard his grey-eyed lieutenant tip toe quietly in the room to get her purse.

"Matsumoto!" he yelled furious.

"Ai! Captain!" she answered frighten.

"I am cutting your pay for this," he stated as he pointed to the stack of papers that should have been done by her.

"Oh?" she replied as she leaned over his table her massive chest in his face. He remained unfazed and gave her a deadly stare.

She blinked and bit her lip, Please Captain, I'm sorry …"

"Whatever Matsumoto," he said rubbing his temples, "just sit by your desk and fill out this," he said pulling papers out of hidden in his drawer.

"Boy, Captain with you the work never ends," she said as she slowly walked to her desk and started on her work lazily.

Toshiro found himself unable to tear his eyes away from her as she observed how her long lashed brushed against her cheeks that looked as if they were dusted with pink petals and the way her lips formed a frown as her hand danced across with the pen planting her neat penmanship. He knew that he was falling in love with her after all those years of denying it. He realized that he needed his Vice-Captain no matter what threats he made. She was the life of his dreary existence and without her he would become an old man trapped in a teen's body and soon a hollow shell.

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