Angel Perdido (Lost Angel)
By Spunky0ne
(A holiday treat for Shima-taicho31, who is so loving of my OC Tetsuya and such a motivation with lots of cheerful enthusiasm. This one is angsty, but will be rich with love and family. It is yaoi and mpreg with pairings Kurushimi/Tetsuya, some Orochi/Tetsuya non-con, Byakuya/Ichigo hurt/comfort and some Bazz-B/Renji for spice! Enjoy!)
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Chapter 1: The Storm
Powerful zig-zags of light flashed and thunder cracked loudly as rain poured down from the sky onto the broken bones of the heavily damaged Seireitei. While in the heavens, the Gotei forces and royal guard rushed towards the destroyed throne room in Wahrwelt, quincy rage pelted down in heavy sheets, soaking the already badly damaged buildings and pounding against the poor shelters where the survivors huddled. Amidst the destruction were only a few secreted places where the noble families concealed themselves, waiting warily to see what would happen. In a chill cave, not far from where the Kuchiki family rested in comfort, Tetsuya Kuchiki laid in torment, bound tightly with kido and blindfolded, but his mouth left free so that he could make sounds of pain as his black-eyed cousin abused him.
Orochi laid naked atop Tetsuya's shivering form, deeply entrenched and grinding forcefully against him. Tetsuya turned his head aside and felt his cousin's fierce, biting mouth leave marks on the soft flesh of his neck and pale shoulder. He was careful not to struggle too much, lest he should hurt the baby growing inside him.
Orochi is a vile man, but this baby is innocent. I have to protect him until Byakuya-sama returns and we can go to him for protection. Until he returns, I can't take the chance of leaving Orochi. I have to stay here and allow the infusions. Otherwise, my reiatsu could become unstable and the baby and I could be in danger.
He waited as Orochi's heavy breathing turned to panting and his thrusts became more shaky and disjointed. Finally, Tetsuya felt his cousin stiffen and intense heat burned him inside. Orochi's fiery reiatsu and released seed was quickly attracted to the spirit chamber that carried the developing child. Tetsuya sighed softly in relief as his cousin collapsed onto his chest and their bodies slowly calmed. He felt Orochi's fingers tracing along his side and down over one sweating hip.
"You know you are trapped, don't you?" Orochi said sleepily.
"Just because you were able to take control and claim me when the elders thought Byakuya-sama was dead, doesn't mean anything. You felt his reiatsu return. I know you did. And when he comes back..."
"When he comes back and finds you are carrying my heir, he will have no choice but to marry us, or he will allow our clan to be dishonored."
"He will kill you with his own hand," Tetsuya hissed softly.
"And risk causing more stress on the family?" Orochi inquired, "I don't think he'll go to such lengths. I don't think he dares do that...for a little dirty-blooded thing like you."
"You only dared to do this because your parents were killed in the war, and there is no one to disown you for taking a spouse of lesser blood!" Tetsuya snapped.
He reeled as Orochi's hand struck him hard across the face.
"Mind your tongue, Tetsuya," he warned his cousin, "I am your master again, and you know I won't allow you to defy me!"
Tetsuya bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut under the blindfold to manage the harsh stinging on his reddened cheek. He groaned reflexively as Orochi pulled free of his restrained body and his black-eyed cousin grabbed a flask that laid beside the bed and drank deeply. He looked down at Tetsuya and touched his cheek, coaxing his mouth open and letting a few drops fall in between his parched lips. Tetsuya drank up the little bit of water thirstily almost choking on it in his haste. He calmed and accepted quietly as Orochi fed him from the military rations stored in the cave.
I wouldn't eat a thing that man offered me if it wasn't for my baby, Tetsuya reasoned, But he didn't ask to be made like he was. And if I am a good example for him...
Tetsuya paused and shuddered, envisioning the boy's probable future if they were forced to become part of Orochi's household.
But what can I do? As much as I want to believe Byakuya-sama will help me, Orochi may be right that it being in the wake of such a vicious conflict, my cousin's hands may be tied. I may be forced to stay with Orochi forever.
I think I will die if that happens.
He felt Orochi stretch out alongside him, rubbing against him seductively and licking the sensitive flesh of his neck. Tetsuya didn't resist as he was turned onto his belly and slowly taken, feeling relieved at finally not feeling his cousin's hateful glare touching his blindfolded face. He was able then to disappear into his memory...of that one other person who had been his lover while both were prisoners and under Orochi's control.
When he's not looking at my face, I can go back and remember what it felt like when Naoki touched me. I can pretend it is him touching me, and that the baby growing inside me is his and mine. I can almost make Orochi disappear.
He buried himself deeply in the memory as Orochi's movements slowed and he climaxed again. Realizing that Tetsuya hadn't, he made a disapproving sound and pressed down against his cousin's bare back, caressing him and panting into his ear.
"Stop trying to escape. You can't escape, even into the past, Tetsuya. Naoki is dead. Your child with him is lost. This is all that is left for you. Take it and be grateful someone cares you are alive."
Tetsuya felt tears well up in his eyes beneath the blindfold.
I've been alone since Naoki died. No one has ever wanted me. I know Byakuya and my adoptive family love me, but...I never found anyone who loved me the way Naoki did. I just wish...the one man who loved me wasn't this cruel and horrible cousin of mine...that there could be someone for me who would love me...who wouldn't hurt me...who would do anything to have me give my love back to him...
Tears flowed into the blindfold and Tetsuya tried hard to think of what his dream lover might be like. In the darkness of his mind, a little flame of hope erupted, illuminating for just a moment, a tanned face and bright, lively turquoise eyes. The face disappeared quickly as Orochi's ministrations finally overcame him, and Tetsuya surrendered, wondering if he would ever again be free.
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Ichigo felt warm hands brush against his face and the strange feeling of breathing in hot water. He would have panicked, but he quickly remembered Tenjirou's healing pool. The hands that touched him, too, felt familiar.
"B-byakuya?" he whispered, trying to crack his eyes open, but getting only a blurry image of the Kuchiki leader, "Y-you survived?"
"Of course I did," Byakuya's smooth, deep voice chided him, "After my failure before, did you think I would lose?"
"We...won, then?"
"We did," Byakuya confirmed, his gentle hand running down Ichigo's arm, "Lie still. You were very badly injured."
"Ywach?"
"Dead."
Ichigo paused, shivering even under the warm water.
"Uryu?"
"Injured, but he will recover. There were witnesses that he helped you to defeat the quincy king, so his crimes will be pardoned. You need to rest now."
"Why are you doing this? Why are you in here, taking care of me?" Ichigo asked, blinking to clear his vision.
He turned beet red as he realized that both he and Byakuya were completely naked.
"Whoa!" he yelled, trying to pull away.
Immediately, he howled in pain and spots danced in front of his eyes. Byakuya made a sound of annoyance.
"What are you doing, fool?" he snapped softly, pulling Ichigo in again, "I told you that you were badly injured. Hold still!"
"B-but you're n-naked! And so am I."
"I am aware," Byakuya said sedately, "You were hurt so badly, I didn't have time to wrap towels around us. And besides, we are strong enough to be in the pool naked and not have our bodies begin to break down."
"Lucky us," Ichigo managed, trying not to look at where Byakuya's very pretty genitalia was clearly revealed beneath the water.
Oh my kami...don't look. Don't look. Don't look!
He felt himself hardening in reaction and blushed more fiercely.
Oh man, he has to realize. Is he going to say something? Do I want him to? Why am I getting so turned on? Byakuya's a guy and I didn't think I was gay.
But there's no denying it. He's getting to me. He is really beautiful and I felt awful when I saw him so badly hurt before. I wonder if maybe the reason he jumped in here with me is because he felt that way when he found me hurt too.
"I told you to relax," Byakuya said reprovingly, "Your heart is racing."
"I'm in a hot bath and naked with another guy touching me!" Ichigo exclaimed, "What do you expect?"
"I am not touching you sexually," Byakuya said, frowning, "I am just healing you."
"Well, you're really good looking and I'm weak from being hurt!" Ichigo argued, "I'm kind of overwhelmed."
"I promise I won't step over any boundaries with you," Byakuya said calmly, "You can trust me."
I know. It's myself I can't trust.
God, he's so fucking sexy!
I wonder how badly he'd kill me if I told him that.
Maybe I'm just delirious.
"Hold still or I'll have to sedate you," Byakuya warned him.
Nope, this is definitely happening.
Maybe I'll get better slowly.
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"How are you feeling now?" Renji asked, his voice breaking into the haze around the injured red-haired quincy on the bed in front of him, "I dipped you in Tenjirou's pool earlier."
"I'm surprised it didn't melt me," Bazz-B croaked, "I'm an enemy, remember?"
"Not anymore," Renji chuckled, "War's over. Your boss...or former boss, is six feet under...or maybe in hell, where he belongs."
"And you're here, picking up my broken pieces, eh?" Bazz mused, "Weird..."
"It's not so weird," Renji answered, cleaning Bazz-B's bruised face with a cool, wet cloth, "Ywach was the real enemy in this war...to just about everyone. We wouldn't have been able to get up here without you and the others who helped us. We're not enemies, unless you still wanna be."
"Naw, not really," Bazz sighed, "But, can you tell me, is Jugo...?"
"He almost died also helping to suppress Ywach," Renji said quietly, "They are doing their best, but he's in a bad way and it will be a long recovery if he makes it.
"Damn..." Bazz-B whispered, his heart aching at the news.
"Wasn't he the one who almost killed you?" Renji asked.
"Yeah, but he was as trapped as any of the rest of us," Bazz-B said, shaking his head, then blinking as he spotted his reattached arm.
"You saved my arm?"
"Orihime rejected the damage."
"Thanks. I kinda missed it," Bazz-B joked.
He coughed a few times and closed his eyes.
"Rest, okay?" Renji urged him, "The war's over and we're all healing."
"Yeah," Bazz agreed wearily, "if that's possible."
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Tetsuya woke to find himself still bound and alone in the icy cave. He wondered briefly at Orochi having wrapped him so warmly in blankets.
As though he actually cared. But I suppose he needs to make sure that the baby survives so that he doesn't lose his claim on me.
Thunder sounded outside and Tetsuya felt the rock under him shake slightly. He started to drift off again, then stiffened as another rumble shook the cave, only louder and this one didn't stop.
Is it an avalanche triggered by the storm?
He struggled against the kido that held him, but found he was unable to break free. He screamed as the rumbling became a roar, and bits of rock rained down on him, cutting his fine flesh as he threw off the blankets and writhed desperately. A rock crashed down and shattered near his head, the flying pieces breaking the powerful kido that held him down. Tetsuya sprang from the mat, tearing the blindfold from over his eyes and staggering towards the cave entrance. A howl of dismay escaped him as he spotted the barrier Orochi had placed just in case he should break free. Rock crashed down all around him, the small, sharp bits opening up long cuts on his skin. Tetsuya scrambled through an opening where the rock had broken, and escaped the cave as it finally collapsed. He fled, naked, staggering down the hill with rocks rolling all around him. He dived aside of one and rolled to miss being flattened by another. He staggered to his feet, but was thrown off again by a falling limb. He tumbled down a hill and splashed into a wild, rushing stream. The stream rolled him over and over, pummeling him on the rocks and branches in the water. He managed to grab onto one of the larger limbs as the water dragged him far away from where Orochi had hidden him. He finally found the ground again with a bleeding foot and crawled out of the water, collapsing on the shore and panting harshly.
He wasn't sure how long he laid there, panting and gasping to regain his breath. He lost consciousness several times and was barely cognizant when a dark form slipped through the rain and blackness and appeared at his side. Lovely turquoise eyes gazed down at him and a warm hand brushed the hair from his face.
It's that dream again...Tetsuya thought, his mind spinning so fast he couldn't think straight.
"Dios mìo, what happened to you, sweet thing?" a male voice asked him, "Who are you, my lady?"
"T-tetsu..." Tetsuya began, starting to lose consciousness again.
The warm hand came to rest on his abdomen, and the man crouching over him, frowned and stared in confusion.
"Not a lady, but a sweet joven hermosa? And with child? You have gone terribly astray, haven't you?"
He examined Tetsuya carefully, healing the worst of the cuts, then wrapping his own heavy cloak around him. He lifted the unconscious man into his arms and carried him up the small rise to where a pretty Andalusian stallion stood.
"See here, Ambrosio," he told the horse, "Look what I've found. We need to get him back to the compound. He'll be all right, I think, but he's hit his head very hard and will need more healing."
He set Tetsuya on the horse's back and climbed up, then set off, holding Tetsuya against him as the stallion carried them through the storm.
"We have a camp set up in a protected area near here," the man told Tetsuya, "Mamà and my sister, Deripie, will take care of your remaining injuries and warm you up."
The man went quiet and focused his attention on the terrain, watching carefully for movement around them as Ambrosio picked out the path and carried them through several valleys and into a little hidden glen. A small girl peeked out of one of the caves ahead of them, then ran back inside, shouting excitedly.
"Kuri-kuri-sama is back! Kuri-kuri-sama is back!"
"Enough Lupita!" Shima Aderia gently scolded her little cousin, "We all heard you. We don't want the quincy soldiers to hear you."
"Sorry, Prima!" the girl apologized.
"It's fine. Go and meet him."
Lupita nodded and grabbed her cloak, pulling the hood over her head. She raced out to where Ambrosio had stopped in front of the caves.
"Kuri-kuri-sama, who's that?" she cried, seeing the wrapped up bundle in Kuri's arms.
"Just something I found on the way home," Kuri said, smirking, "Go and tell Mamà and Deripe I've found an injured man and will need them for his healing."
"Okay!" the little girl shouted, turning back and running inside.
Kuri carried Tetsuya through the rain and into the large cave, where his mother and sister waited.
"Bring him here," Aderia said quickly.
Kuri carried Tetsuya to a mat that had been laid down and covered in soft, warm blankets. Aderia undressed him and wrapped a thick, white yukata around his slender frame, making a sound of surprise as she spotted his slightly rounded belly.
"Ah...he is like your Hideaki? With child?"
"He is," Kuri affirmed, "But he has been hurt badly. Do what you can."
Aderia leaned over Tetsuya, working quickly.
"The baby is in distress," she realized quickly, "This young man is not doing so well either."
"S-save my b-baby," Tetsuya managed deliriously.
"I will do my best, angelito," Aderia whispered, placing a sleep kido on Tetsuya and watching as it took effect. When he was asleep, she healed what she could, but looked up at Kuri with a sad expression.
"Hermano, I am sorry. I can only save one," she said in a devastated voice.
Kuri moved closer, staring down at Tetsuya's comely face and seeing another.
"It is not like with your Hideaki," Aderia went on, "I can at least save one of them. We won't lose both. But I need to know who to save...the young man...or the baby. What do I do?"
Hideaki forced me to choose his baby, and we lost them both, Kuri remembered darkly.
"Hermano?" Aderia prompted him.
"Why should I decide?" he asked in a rough, choked voice, "By whose right should we choose who lives and who dies?"
"If we wait anymore, both of them will die. Kuri...?"
Kuri looked down at Tetsuya's labored face and touched it gently.
"Save the young man," he said softly, "What is it to me if he hates me for it?"