Warning Number Three: This chapter actually does contain spanking. Don't like, don't read. Three warnings now people ^^

Well this is the second chapter of my story. It's not my favourite but I think my fave is next :D I wrote this in the middle of a field, covered in bugs with a fair chance of rain so I needed somewhere to take out frustrations... So I picked Ilfort :) I've actually written a fair amount of this up, I just gotta work the botherdness to reread everything and take out typos. I'm lazy... and rambly... but mostly lazy...

Disclaimer: Well I didn't own it last chapter and, despite my attempts to take over the world from a middle of a field, I still don't own either the world or this :( One day though, peeps, don't fear. I'll save all the schmexy arrancar!!! ...And give Ukitake more screentime. He's far too cute to be a minor charrie like he is :(

Ilfort awoke one morning to find himself free of straps. He was no longer bound to the bed at all, as free as a bull in a china shop. He glanced around, slightly confused and wary, before he saw a note on the door.

"Do not leave this room," he read, once again tracing his finger along the symbols. His lip curled up in contempt. As if that would keep him here. He was free! All he had to do now was escape from the terrifying woman. Lord Aizen would probably punish him for being captured but it was better than remaining here for whatever fate She had in store for him.

He opened the door before backing away, trying to pretend it had opened by itself. He was almost certain the captain would be waiting to grab him. She wasn't. He truly was free! The corridor was deserted. He couldn't help but let out a triumphant snigger before running. It wasn't until he reached a corridor that joined onto the corridor he was on that he realised he had no clue where the exit was.

"...Eenie meanie minie mo, catch a Szayel by the toe. When he squeals, break his no...se. Eenie meanie minie mo," he chanted, before stopping to smile as he thought of his brother's nose happily crunching away under his fist. He didn't want to kill him straight away. There was some fun to be had first, of course. All the experiments had to be made up for in some way.

A cold hand grasped him tightly by the ear before he could go any further along 'mo'. He instantly swivelled to try and fend off his attacker, before he realised he was face to face with Captain Unohana. She wasn't smiling.

"...I... I wasn't... Oh, this isn't my room! H-How... Silly of me," he stammered. She didn't reply as she turned and started to walk away. Her hand was still tightly holding his unfortunate ear. "Ow ow ow!" He protested, forced to stoop slightly as he tried to keep up. She was smaller than he was and yet her pace seemed to magically remain just too fast. He felt slightly ashamed of himself. He had received far worse injuries many times before and yet this seemed to be the most painful to him. "It was a mistake! Please stop!"

The captain ignored him until she reached a room that was clearly her office. There she made him stand in the corner furthest from the door on the side opposing her desk.

"Do not fidget, Ilfort Granz. I shall deal with you shortly," she warned, before moving to her desk and started to shuffle papers around. After a little while, a scratching indicated she was starting to write. Ilfort tried to peek behind him without her noticing. He had to know what she was planning! "Face the wall," she ordered, still not looking up. He did so, instantly, apprehension growing. Most of him longed to run, but his sensible side held firm for once. It wouldn't do to anger the captain further... She had already used his full name. That was never a good thing.

The wait seemed to drag on forever. All Ilfort could hear was the rustle of paper as the captain continued to write, drawing out his agony. He already longed for his room. He was desperate to get back there, but he didn't dare go against orders. He was already in enough trouble.

"Ilfort Granz, come here," Captain Unohana ordered, finally. He almost ran to her in his eagerness to get away from the corner. Could he go back to his room now?

"N-No!" He exclaimed as she firmly grabbed hold of his wrist and dragged him over her lap. "Captain...What... What is this!?"

"I gave you strict orders," Captain Unohana replied, gently pulling down his hakama and underwear. He yelped out throwing a hand back and just managing to cling on to the white fabric.

"I'm sorry! I swear, I'll never disobey! Don't do this!" Ilfort babbled. Whatever punishment involving his clothing being removed by such a scary woman had to be bad!

"Ilfort, remove your hand," Captain Unohana ordered, warningly.

"But...But..." Ilfort stammered. He had never felt so helpless and wretched before. Even when he had been helpless in Szayel's ... care... he had never felt so pitiful.

He squirmed and kicked his legs as she wrenched his hand away from his clothes and pinned it firmly to his lower back. His clothes hit the floor.

"Ilfort Granz, you will behave," Captain Unohana ordered. "I don't want to be forced to punish you further."

"No one's forcing," Ilfort pointed out in a small voice. This was quickly replaced with a surprised yelp as a hard hand connected with soft, delicate skin. His struggles increased but in vain. Captain Unohana easily kept him on her lap, hand coming down again. The Arrancar remained silent, not allowing her the satisfaction no matter how painful the blows were. Of course, he wasn't to know that Captain Unohana had brought down far more stubborn soul reapers in her time...

The hand remained hard and fast, torturing the unfortunate Arrancar's exposed behind. Ilfort tried to endure, beating her leg with his free fist but only receiving more painful slaps in return. His bottom was bright red and growing increasingly sore, but there was nothing he could do...Well nearly nothing...

Ilfort finally did the sensible thing and went completely limp, fighting to hide frustrated tears that welled in his eyes. Instinct told him it was shameful to receive such a punishment, especially at his age, across the lap of a woman. If Szayel or Grimmjow, or any of the other Arrancar for that matter, ever found out... Urgh, he was better off dead.

"That's better," Captain Unohana commented, feeling him give in. "And that's where this should have ended. However-"

"No, stop this! No, no, NO!" Ilfort cut in, struggling once more. He cried out as a paddle answered him, the heavy blow echoing throughout the room. Once more, he went limp.

"Ilfort Granz, I want you to tell me what you did wrong," Captain Unohana ordered. Her voice was gentle, but firm.

"...Left my room," Ilfort mumbled, before yowling out as the paddle cracked against his skin. There was a silence before he realised she expected him to continue. "I...Disobeyed orders-" Another whack made him yelp.

"Twice," Captain Unohana reminded him. The paddle came down hard again. Ilfort let out a stifled sob as the tears of frustration and pain managed to force their way past his defences. "...And I did not like the sound of the rhyme you were saying in the corridor. Fourth division promotes peace and healing."

"...Eenie meanie?" Ilfort inquired in a tiny voice.

"It wasn't that part."

"...Break his nose?" The Arrancar whispered, fearfully. The paddle confirmed it. He simply sobbed louder, even as Captain Unohana helped him stand.

"Corner," she ordered. Ilfort didn't even try to pull up his clothes as he shuffled over, wiping his eyes. That woman was evil! "Hands by your sides, no rubbing," she added as she turned back to her paperwork. Ilfort bit his lip, trying to resist all the sudden urges he had to rub his aching backside. Who had ever thought up such a punishment? He would be unable to sit for years! ...Or at least days...

It was with great relief the Ilfort collapsed back into bed when he was released. His feet hurt from standing, his bottom hurt from the cruel, unusual punishment, and the bed welcomed him eagerly. He clung to the pillow, trying to imagine it was the captain. His grasp slowly tightened as he squeezed the life out of her. It was a very pleasant thought. He would escape again! ...Although maybe he would leave it until he could sit down...

He spent the rest of the night trying to come up with a plan. It was hard; his brain didn't like thinking about such complicated things. Szayel had the brains in the family. Punished for wanting to break his nose... Ha! She'd never met him. She'd want the exact same thing if he had. She'd even hold him down. His fingers tightened around the pillow again. Two lives choked out. If only it were that easy...

He sighed and rolled over, before yelping and hurriedly rolling over again, back on to his front. This wasn't fair, it wasn't fair, IT WASN'T FAIR!!! What did these people want from him? Why did they hurt him for such stupidly stupid things? He'd get them back! He'd get them all back! He'd destroy the whole Soul Society and return to Aizen triumphant. Then he'd grab that squeaking, geeky, pink-haired freak and stab... No, first he'd use this new evil against him and make him squeal and cry in front of Grimmjow and then... Oh but he'd have more fun not stabbing... How strange. Killing would be far less fun than the repeated humiliation of Szayel over and over and over. And if he got bored, then he would have fun stabbity stabbity stabbing the four eyes again and again and again... And again.

He smiled at the thought, subconsciously drawing the quilt up in case the evil captain was somehow able to read minds as well. His eyes slowly closed, ready for him to dream about slaying awful women, Grimmjow taunting a blubbering Szayel, and grass – sweet, sweet grass. He liked grass. He couldn't think why.

A/N I know, Ilfort probably cried too easily... But I like tears so meh. Well, I think that's all I can say, which is sad, cos I like to ramble about strange things at the end of a story to avoid having to post it a bit longer because I always think you guys are going to be really mean... and then you're all nice :D Thanks for the reviews guys, it means a lot. Hope I'm not disappointing but if I am, stay turned for the next chapter. It has Ukitake in and he's worth reading nearly any story for :D