Chapter 2: Accusations
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Thanks a million to everyone reading and reviewing. Stepping out of REDSTRAVAGANZA to honor a request for some Kenny/Bya! Enjoy! Love, Spunky)
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(One month later...)
"Rise and shine, Kenny!" Yachiru laughed cheerfully, swatting her collapsed and snoring superior officer on the head, then dancing back out of his reach as he swept a big hand in her direction, "Missed me!"
Kenpachi groaned and rolled onto his back, squinting up through the canopy of green leaves and swaying branches in the tree he laid beneath, and noting the position of the sun.
"Damn, it's late. Gotta go."
He started to sit up, then grunted and grabbed at his belly.
"What the fuck?" he groaned, crawling a short distance before he came to a sudden halt and bent over, loosing the contents of his stomach violently.
"Whoa! Tossed your cookies real good that time," Yachiru noted, "Are you sick again, Kenny?"
She blinked in surprise as Kenpachi swayed dizzily for a moment, then swore and collapsed into the soft dirt, just missing the mess he'd made on the ground.
"You are sick again," she concluded, dropping onto her knees at his side and examining him carefully, "No reiatsu means a wimpy Kenny. Don't worry, I'll give you a jump start."
The air around the two warmed as the sun rose higher in the sky. Yachiru bent over Kenpachi, placing her small hands on his chest and infusing him with her vibrant reiatsu. For several minutes, nothing happened. She continued the infusion, listening to the breezes moving the tree branches that hung over them, and the sounds of birds chirping. She was just beginning to wear a more worried expression when Kenpachi grunted and snorted, then groaned and rolled onto his hands and knees, clutching his belly and vomiting again.
"Man, you are really sick, Kenny," she said sympathetically, "We should go home and put you in bed."
"Be fucking nice...if we knew which damned way home was," Kenpachi complained.
"I think it's that way," Yachiru said, brushing the pink strands of hair out of her eyes and pointing.
She paused and touched a finger to her lips uncertainly.
"Or maybe, it was that way."
"Great."
Kenpachi dragged himself to his feet and looked around until he spotted his pack, lying under the tree where he had been sleeping. He searched inside it and found a few pieces of fruit, then tossed one to Yachiru and started to eat the other.
"You can eat already?" his subordinate noticed, "I thought you were sick."
"Eh? Now, I feel hungry."
"Oh. Well, it's good you're better," Yachiru commented, nibbling at the fruit and looking around.
"I'm not better," Kenpachi growled, "I feel shitty, but I'm just hungry too."
"You're weird sometimes, Kenny."
"Shut up and eat."
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Byakuya stood quietly in front of the full length mirror in his dressing area, his eyes distant and calm as his attendant dressed him. Torio's hands moved with practiced ease, setting each item of clothing in place, securing them at Byakuya's slim waist, then sliding a fingerless glove onto each slender hand. He took his time, brushing out the long strands of Byakuya's silken heir, then set the expensive decorations in place before standing back and waiting until Byakuya gave him a nod of approval.
"Thank you, Torio."
Byakuya left him to tidy the dressing area, walking out through his richly appointed bedroom and stepping through the garden doors, onto the wooden walkway that ran along the back of the main building. He spotted a tall black stallion waiting a short distance away, and he looked around briefly.
"Where is Tetsuya?" he inquired.
The horse's blue eyes fixed on him and a wispy voice whispered into Byakuya's mind.
Tetsuya is still at Shiba Manor. Ichigo-sama was ill this morning.
"Are you sure it is that and not the carnal liking that young man has taken to my cousin?" Byakuya asked dryly as he mounted the pretty Arabian.
Arashi gave an equine snicker and broke into a trot, carrying Byakuya out the manor gates and onto the quiet streets of the early morning Seireitei. The stallion's feet clip clopped pleasantly on the street and the fresh breeze lightened Byakuya's mood as they approached the Kuchiki Council Hall.
The tall, white building was visible well before they reached it, standing significantly taller than the ones around it, and catching the eye with it's light color and modern architecture. It seemed a bit pretentious to Byakuya, who much preferred Kuchiki Manor's more natural style of beauty, but it certainly fit the reputation and standing of the family.
Byakuya stopped Arashi at the front steps and slid down off the horse's back, then ascended the white steps and entered the building.
"Good morning, Byakuya-sama," the facility guards greeted him.
Byakuya nodded politely and moved past them, and into the large gathering hall. He crossed the marble floor and sat down at the head of the large dark wood table, waiting quietly at the side of the head elder as the other councilors arrived. When all had gathered, the aged Kuchiki Nori stood and called the meeting to order.
"Good morning," he greeted the councilors, "Fumio, will you read the agenda?"
"The first item is council report number five-five-six-seven-four. New, powerful reiatsus have been sensed in the Kuchiki and Shiba clans," Fumio explained, "signifying the conception of the Kuchiki and Shiba heirs."
"What?" Byakuya mused, giving the gathered councilors a look of confusion, "I can't speak for Ichigo, of course, but I assure you that I haven't conceived any heir. I don't know what you sensed, but I will certainly look into it. But just so you are all aware, I have not been with anyone since Hisana. There is no way I could have produced an heir, unless it was by magic, and I don't think that has happened."
"Then, we will try to figure out what it was that misled us about your heir," Nori concluded.
"I will make inquiries of the Shiba family," Byakuya added, "I wonder if they really have an heir or if it was also a mistake."
He forced his face to remain calm, even as his heart roiled in his chest.
If Ichigo has somehow impregnated Tetsuya, and out of wedlock, I will kill that brat!
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"Are you feeling better now?" Tetsuya asked, climbing back into the bed and watching as Ichigo devoured his breakfast with odd enthusiasm for one who had just been so sick, "You certainly look better. I almost feel bad for not accompanying Byakuya-sama to the council meeting this morning."
"You didn't want to go and be bored to death listening to that annoying bunch of old men anyway," Ichigo chuckled around a mouthful of salmon and rice.
"Yes, watching you throw up, then eat like Arashi does is much more entertaining," Tetsuya joked, "But seriously, are you all right now?"
"Yeah," Ichigo sighed, taking large swallows of the iced tea on his tray, "But now, after being sick half the morning, I can't stop eating, and even though I can't stop eating, you're kinda turning me on."
"I always arouse you," Tetsuya laughed, trying unsuccessfully to scuttle away as Ichigo set his tray on the nightstand and tackled his lovely boyfriend, "Stop it! Ichigo..."
He had his breath taken away as Ichigo's mouth fastened tightly on his, and his body rubbed sensually against Tetsuya's, making them pant and moan excitedly. Tetsuya's fingers dug into the thick, soft blankets as Ichigo's insistent fingers hastily prepared him for their joining. He flipped onto his belly, raising his hips wantonly, unable to resist the powerful attraction he felt for the amorous Shiba heir.
Ichigo rose onto his knees to complete his entry, then laid down on Tetsuya's sweating back, licking and nipping at the back of his neck as his hard and fast thrusts swiftly undid the two of them. He reached around Tetsuya's slender waist, pleasuring him as they writhed against each other. Tetsuya's back arched and he ground against Ichigo's body to deepen the stimulation. The two reeled, suspended for a lovely moment at the edges of bliss, then tumbling over together and collapsing happily onto the bed in a sweaty tangle.
"S-sorry," Ichigo apologized, "I really was sick when I woke up. I didn't convince you to stay, just so I could seduce you again."
"I don't know if I should believe that," Tetsuya said, smirking, "You have been giving me a lot of that kind of attention lately. I think you're addicted."
"Yeah," Ichigo sighed, sitting up and running his fingers through the ends of his thick ginger hair, "I feel like I can't get enough of you."
He sank into Tetsuya's feisty mouth again, running his hands down his lover's slender back and caressing his soft bottom affectionately.
"I love you, Tetsuya."
Tetsuya stiffened very slightly and gave him a conflicted look.
"What's wrong?" Ichigo asked, "Don't you feel the same? I know you do."
"Yes," Tetsuya said resolutely, "I do love you also. But...you know, don't you, Ichigo, that we will eventually be parted so that you can marry and have heirs."
"Tetsuya, I told you..."
"Stop," Tetsuya said, shaking his head gently and touching Ichigo's lips stayingly, "I am always going to love you. And I won't leave you exactly, but when you are married, I can't commit adultry with you."
"Then, I just won't get married," Ichigo insisted, "I'll marry you and just agree to make a baby with a surrogate. Other leaders do that."
"I don't know," Tetsuya said uncertainly.
"I won't even have to have sex with her," Ichigo assured him, "It can be done artificially, then you and I can raise the heir together. And if you want a child from your body, you can do the same thing."
"Me?" Tetsuya asked, frowning.
"Yeah, you!" Ichigo laughed, squeezing his hand gently, "You'll make beautiful babies, Tetsuya. We can have a whole houseful of ones like you and ones like me and..."
"Ichigo, don't tease," Tetsuya chided him.
"I'm not kidding," Ichigo insisted, capturing Tetsuya's face in his hands and making their eyes meet squarely, "I am never letting you go, Tetsuya...never!"
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"We should get going," Yachiru said, tapping her foot impatiently, "You've had so many berries I think you'll bust open!"
"Shut your yap, will you? Why don't you go and scout the trails we saw. Find the right one this time, so we can actually find our way home."
"All right, Kenny!" the pink haired girl agreed, glad to be given something to do.
She flash stepped away, leaving her taichou feasting on the large sweet berries they had found.
It's weird.
First, I couldn't stop throwing up and now I can't stop eating. What the hell?
He felt an uncomfortable thirst welling up in his throat and moved to the small spring they had found. Scooping up large handfuls, he sated his thirst, then sat on the plant enshrouded shore, yawning sleepily and letting his mind wander. He dozed off quickly and jumped awake again some time later.
"Yachiru?" he inquired, looking around.
He scratched the back of his neck absently and waited, but his vice captain didn't appear.
"Must still be trying to find the right path or trying to find her way back to me once she found it. What a pain in the ass."
He started to get up, then paused as he encountered an uncomfortable pain in his loins. He looked down and scowled at his oddly engorged privates that stood out prominently when he tried to rise.
"Fuck..."
He looked around again and listened carefully to make sure he was alone, then adjusted his clothing to expose the offending area.
"Not going to take no for an answer, huh?" he mused, "Guess I'll have to do something about that."
He leaned back slightly, beginning to address the task, his mind wandering lustily as he did.
I should find someone else to do this for me. Yeah...only problem is who? I really like Kuchiki. Not that he gives a fuck about me, but I know how soft his skin is. I've touched him while we were sparring. He smells good. But I can't imagine him letting me screw him...letting me touch him at all, for that matter.
It'd be great if he would.
Kenpachi's caressing hand moved and he closed his eyes. A moment later, he stiffened as he encountered a flash of what seemed like memory.
He froze as Byakuya's glittering and oddly glowing eyes met his and seemed to sink down into his core. Byakuya's chest heaved softly and his mouth opened and moved, not speaking, but seeking and hungry. It fastened roughly on the eleventh division taichou's and bit down painfully.
"Damn, Kuchiki!" Kenpachi swore, pulling away, only to let out a loud grunt as he was tackled and brought down onto his back.
His head struck the hard floor of the cave and stars filled the air, obscuring his vision. He could feel Byakuya's feisty mouth clamping down on his again and kissing so hard he drew blood. Kenpachi took a coppery tasting breath and felt dizziness sweep over him. His loins throbbed painfully as Byakuya's cool tongue thrust into his mouth and slid seductively along his. The noble's fast heartbeat, purred against his chest and sweet sakura teased his senses unmercifully.
"Ah...! What're you doin' Byakuya?" he panted, "Something's not right with you."
"What the hell?" Kenpachi gasped, a heavy, lusty twinge jolting his loins.
That didn't really happen. It was just a weird dream I had when I went to find Kuchiki after he and his cousin got attacked. He didn't really. He wouldn't do that. But damn, that was one hot dream! I could think of a few others.
He paused to look around again, but sensed no sign of Yachiru around. He turned his attention back to his hungry nether region.
I'm not going to be able to walk if I don't do something about this, so...
His mind wandered back to Byakuya and the sweltering dream he'd about the stuffy noble.
In that dream, he wasn't stuffy and standoffish, like he usually is. His eyes were almost glowing, and it was thick in the air how much he wanted me. He didn't ask, he just grabbed me and started doing it. If only he'd do something like that in real life.
Yeah...
He spread his thighs, imagining Byakuya's soft, insistent hands grabbing them and opening them wide, then that hot, slim body kneeling in front of him and Byakuya's frowning mouth providing him with unspeakable pleasure.
"Ungh!" he groaned, closing his eyes and keeping that attractive image in his head as he continued to touch himself with more intensity.
He imagined sinking his fingers into Byakuya's silken black hair and yanking a little, encouraging him as his head rose and fell and the pleasure increased until it became almost blinding. It was easy then to imagine toppling the noble, stripping off his expensive clothing and leaving him as naked and vulnerable as any commoner.
Byakuya glared up at him, indignantly.
"What are you doing?" he demanded.
"What I want to," Kenpachi grunted, positioning himself and beginning his entry, "Wanna stop me? Or...do you want it as much as I wanna give it to you?"
He began moving, stealing Byakuya's breath away and making the more beautiful man moan and thrash wildly underneath him. At first, he still seemed angry, but as they moved together, his hands clenched at Kenpachi's thrusting bottom and his scathing hisses took on an amorous bent. He ground furiously against Kenpachi, his lovely mouth loosing nasty threats that couldn't veil the hideous desire he felt for his peasant comrade. But instead of ordering him to stop, Byakuya only wanted it harder and faster, deeper, until his back arched and his grey eyes went almost black. His mouth opened into gasps of pleasure as he surrendered to the throes of a powerful climax. Just seeing him that way sent Kenpachi into long, hot throbs of release. He held tightly to Byakuya's writhing body, glaring at him with wanton eyes.
Kenpachi panted and groaned as the vision carried him off into a pleasant oblivion. He loosed his release, then fell back onto his back, his chest heaving and spots dancing before his eyes.
Damn, I wanna do it with him for real.
He chuckled at himself for even thinking the proud noble would lower himself, not just to get dirty with a filthy commoner, but to ever put that pretty mouth on him, or allow himself to be taken.
"Yeah, well, I can dream," he sighed, "That'll be enough, I guess."
He laid on the shore of the spring, gazing up into the sky and listening to the birds chirping and watching the wind make the branches sway. He remained there until he sensed Yachiru in the distance, then groaned discontentedly and washed up in the water and dressed, well before his vice captain reappeared and announced happily that she had found the way home.
"It's that way, she said, jumping onto his back and pointing.
Kenpachi set off at an easy run, carrying them back to the Seireiei.
I wonder what Byakuya's up to today.
Maybe I'll go and pick a fight with him.
Yeah, that'll be fun.