All characters bar Tukiko and Kuro are property of Tite Kubo
Plot is mine
Rated M for various reasons: Nudity, Sex, Drinking, swearing, homosexuality - Don't like don't read n.n.
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Tukiko had ran as fast as her weary body would allow, she got to the division baths and soaked herself, albeit quickly, as she was running out of time and Hisagi had threatened her.
"Take too long in the bath and I'll drag you out!" Hisagi's face had been deadly serious.
Tukiko dried herself, patting her body to avoid any additional pain.
"Muguruma-sama!" Hisagi's voice chimed, "You have a minute to be presentable, we have ten minutes and since you can't shunpo in your state it'll take us five to get there!" His voice was casual. Tukiko could imagine him leaning against the wall outside, eyes closed and grinning.
Tukiko finished drying herself and flung on her underwear, she had pulled on a pair of tight black jeans and was about to don her tank top-shirt combo when Hisagi burst in.
"Ding times up! Come on I'll carry y-" Hisagi froze as he saw her in a pretty red lace bra, Oh boy, calm Hisagi calm. An indistinguishable mark that lay in the centre of her chest below her breasts caught his attention.
"You have a tattoo?" He enquired.
"No!" Tukiko shouted, hastily trying to pull on her black tank top.
"Wow, why so defensive?" Hisagi was definitely interested now.
"I don't have a tattoo!" Tukiko muttered, pulling a red black and cream tartan shirt over her tank top. She cast a small spell to dry her hair. She looked into the mirror to the left of the bath she had used. She wound her indigo lock of hair together with a pink ribbon and attached her beads and suppressor. Her hair otherwise fell perfectly straight.
"Hey, I won't pressure you but you've piqued my interest now." Hisagi had crossed the room while she had sorted out her hair, he was stood by her side, she looked at his reflection and tried not to smile so widely.
Hentai~ Kuro chimed.
I am not a pervert Kuro! Tukiko blushed.
Hisagi shot her a questioning look.
"Sorry, Kuro is teasing me." She sighed, "Lets go." She groaned as her back twinged in pain.
"We've gotta duel again." Hisagi muttered to himself.
"What was that," Tukiko hissed, throwing him a threatening stare.
"Nothing!" He held his hands up pleading innocence.
They walked out of the barracks together and Hisagi put on a pair of red high tops as they left, Tukiko put on a pair of black high tops, laughing at their similar taste. They strolled through Seireitei, Tukiko walking slightly faster, embarrassed that Hisagi had seen her topless.
Tukiko blushed and slowed to match his pace, realising she had no clue where they were going.
"So, who's going out with us?" Tukiko ventured after a long silence.
"Nanao Ise, Matsumoto Rangiku, Kira, of course, Madarame Ikkaku and Ayasegawa Yumichika." Hisagi paused, "Kyoraku-Taichou may turn up at some point also." Hisagi's voice was excited.
"So many people..." Tukiko breathed anxiously, "I don't do well with people." She blushed.
"Ah don't worry, Kira and I will protect you!" Hisagi laughed, "Seriously though we won't let you get too drunk no matter how hard Matsumoto tries." Hisagi laughed again, Tukiko loved it when Hisagi laughed, it made the man sound younger, carefree.
"Arigatou!" Tukiko chimed, grateful that he had become a friend so quickly.
"Don't sweat it." Hisagi brushed it off lightly. They had arrived at the western gate of Seireitei and Hisagi called to the other side. "Jidanbo! It's Fukutaichou Hisagi Shuuhei of division nine! I bring with me Muguruma Tukiko an unseated officer of division three. Let us pass." Hisagi's voice boomed around the courtyard.
"Hai!" A loud, deep voice called back. The gate lifted slowly with a grunt from the guardian, Hisagi jogged through as soon as the gate was high enough. Tukiko was hot on his heels and thanked Jidanbo as she passed the giant man.
"No problem just be back before midnight!" Jidanbo's mighty voice echoed after them.
"Hai!" They called back in unison, glancing at each other and smiling. They slowed down to a walk and Tukiko took her first look at Rukongai in years. The dirty streets were still littered with small children, playing with makeshift swords and with spinning tops. Tukiko noticed a small alleyway and stopped before it. It was somehow familiar. She shook her head and caught up with Hisagi.
They passed various bars and restaurants before turning down a narrow street, Hisagi stopped in front of a doorway, Tukiko went to ask but he simply held his finger to his lips.
Hisagi knocked twice paused for a few seconds and knocked a further three. A slot opened in the door.
"Password." An annoyed female voice filtered through.
"Tsugi No Mai." Hisagi whispered.
"Hisagi!" The voice changed to that of excitement. The door swung inwards with a creak and a blonde shinigami launched herself at Hisagi. Hisagi held his hands up just before the woman crashed into him. Hisagi was knocked to the floor with his hands pressed squarely on the shinigami's large breasts.
"Oh Hisagi-san!" The blonde giggled, "Feeling my boobs you pervert!" She crooned.
Hisagi turned a startling shade of pink. "RANGIKU GET OFF ME!" He roared through his embarrassment. He pushed her up slightly, only to get pinned by her strong arms.
"Why Hisagi-san you getting horny?" Rangiku teased, puckering her lips, attempting to kiss him.
"NO!" Hisagi blushed brighter squirming underneath Rangiku avoiding her lips.
Tukiko coughed and Rangiku turned her head slowly to look up at her. Tukiko smiled at the woman, she had crystal blue eyes and full, sexy lips.
"Who's this Hisagi?" Rangiku crooned, "Cheating on me?" She teased.
"Rangiku..." He growled.
"Oh lighten up," Rangiku whined, she stood up, her pink kimono was highly untraditional, it dipped low on her cleavage, has short sleeves and came halfway up her thighs. She wore block sandals that raised her high above Tukiko's small frame. "Come on everyone else is already here!" Rangiku squealed excitedly.
Tukiko held her hand out to Hisagi, he took it and she hoisted him up.
"Sorry about that." Hisagi's voice was coloured with shame.
"Why? It's not like we're dating or anything." Tukiko commented nonplussed, though deep down she had felt a twinge of jealousy. "Come on, I want to make some friends." She smiled, Kuro had landed on her braid.
Took me a while but I'm here! Kuro's miniature panting was loud to Tukiko's keen ears.
No worries, all you missed was Hisagi being sexually assaulted. Tukiko giggled quietly.
By whom? Kuro's feelers twitched slightly.
Some blonde shinigami called Matsumoto Rangiku. Tukiko smiled, walking through the door into a dimly lit bar.
Kami, this is shifty... Kuro shivered on her braid.
You said it... Tukiko felt unnerved.
"Calm down..." A singsong voice called from her right. Shunsui Kyoraku sat with his arm around his date. "Long time no see Tukiko-sama." His pink silk shirt and slacks were oddly fitting of the flamboyant man.
"Konbawa Kyoraku-Taichou!" Tukiko bowed.
"Yare yare," Shunsui paused to take a sip of sake, "This place is somewhere to relax, please, it's Shunsui." He drawled as he nuzzled his date's neck.
Something was familiar about his date, her shoulder-length black hair, her amethyst eyes.
"Nanao-Sama?" Tukiko's eyes widened.
"Hai?" Her voice was vacant, Shunsui chuckled faintly at this.
"Nothing!" Tukiko turned embarrassed. Rumours had always floated around Seireitei but she had considered them only that. Rumours.
Tukiko looked around the bar, all of the people here were Fukutaichou level or higher. Kuchiki Rukia and Renji sat in a corner together, drinking and holding hands. Kira and Matsumoto were sat in a booth, sake bottles already littering the table. Two men she assumed were Madarame Ikkaku and Ayasegawa Yumichika were also in said booth, laughing and drinking with the group. A tall, overweight man with oddly styled black hair sat at the bar, devouring bag after bag of peanuts, Tukiko vaguely recalled that Oomaeda was his name. Kushajishi Yachiru sat with a disgruntled look on her face, Kenpachi Zaraki sat behind her at a table near the door. A glass of orange juice was clutched between Yachiru's hands, she stared at the opaque liquid with disgust. Tukiko shook her head and joined Hisagi in walking over to their booth.
Hisagi took his seat inbetween a bald man and a man with dark, shoulder-length hair.
"Tuki-chan!" Kira cried, "Come sit with me!" His voice was slightly slurred.
"Alright..." Tukiko feigned irritation. She squeezed between Kira and Matsumoto.
"You don't want to sit with me?" Kira's eyes were pools of hurt.
"Don't mess with me Kira I know you aren't upset." Tukiko nudged him as she settled, her knife scraped against her side as she sat. This caused warmth the spread along her side, a shallow wound but painful. She had hastily slipped it into the strap of her bra while Hisagi hadn't been looking.
"So you're the crazy strong newbie?" The bald shinigami observed her with calculating eyes. He had red markings under his eyes that looked oddly like eye-liner.
"Yes, you are?" Tukiko smiled politely. She poured a cup of sake and downed it, the clear liquid tasting sweet and fruity.
"Madarame Ikkaku, I'm the third seat of squad eleven, Taichou's over there with Fukutaichou." Madarame gestured with his free hand while sipping his sake.
"And you?" Tukiko turned to look at The other she now assumed was Ayasegawa Yumichika, he had hair that fell to a similar length to hers but was a deep indigo. Two yellow feathers flared from the corner of his right eye and pink ones from the left of his right eyebrow. This made Tukiko smile, suppressing a chuckle.
"I," Yumichika's pompous voice irritated, noticing her amusement, "Am Ayasegawa Yumichika and I am beautiful." He shot a menacing glare at the now hysterical Tukiko. She was laughing so hard at the vanity of this man.
"Shut up!" Yumichika snarled, "Laughing like that is not beautiful!" His eyes glowing with rage.
"B-But!" Tukiko erupted back into laughter, "I can't take you seriously!"
"Tch." Yumichika flipped his hair and sipped his sake. "You weren't beautiful anyway." His face was full of contempt.
"I'm sorry!" Tukiko calmed herself, a few giggles slipping past her lips.
"So Hisagi-san," Yumichika switched his gaze to Shuuhei, "How have you been." His eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.
"Fine." He responded plainly. He topped up his cup with more sake.
"Tch someone's not being talkative today..." Yumichika stroked the side of his face affectionately.
"Shut up." Hisagi slapped away Yumichika's hand. Hisagi had turned bright red and his eyes were furious. Tukiko felt awkward, Rangiku noticed this and pushed a cup of Genshu in her hand, Tukiko looked up at he and she simply winked. Tukiko downed it and immediately felt a surge of alcohol in her system.
"You never reject me what's wrong Shushu?" Yumichika crooned, reaching for Hisagi's hand.
"Teme! Leave me alone you sick fuck!" Hisagi's temper had rose along with his voice. All talking in the bar had ceased, everyone stared at their table. Kenpachi glanced at his fifth seat threateningly.
Shunsui pulled himself from Nanao's embrace to look at the small group.
Not good, if Tukiko gets riled up... Shunsui rolled a few ideas around his brain before making a move.
"Tukiko-chan!" Shunsui's singsong voice drawled from her left, she looked up and smiled at the broad shouldered man. "How about you come and join my Nanao-chan and I? We have plenty of sake to share." Shunsui wasn't asking.
Tukiko nodded and waved at Hisagi and Kira. Kira was sad to see her go, his eyes pleading for her to stay, Hisagi's expression was that of an apology.
"So how's the new division treating you Tukiko-sama?" Nanao asked kindly. Smiling as Shunsui draped his arm around her as he sat. Tukiko perched herself on a chair opposite the couple. Kuro had stayed with Kira, resting on his shoulder.
"Well, I mean it's only my third day and I was unconscious for two of them." She admitted bashfully.
"Ah no worries, I head about your duel with Hisagi-kun, are you feeling alright?" Shunsui's voice was serious.
"I'm fine." She lied. Her Insides felt mashed up and shredded. Her mind wasn't great either. She could feel something pressing against her consciousness, trying to pry it's way out.
"Don't lie, if you ignore it there's no telling what could happen." Shunsui's grey eyes were pools of concern. "I care for you greatly Tukiko-chan. Don't forget that."
"I know, I just can't talk about it yet." Tukiko downed another cup of sake and her head began to spin, slowly.
"It's fine, just remember our door is always open to you." Shunsui kissed Nanao's cheek.
"I know, arigatou." Tukiko tried to express her gratitude clearly.
"Go, I think Yumichika has begun to behave himself," Shunsui paused, "Don't let yourself get wound up or angry, not so close to an incident." He cautioned.
"I'm sorry I had to trouble you." Tukiko bowed formally to the couple.
"Tuki-sama calm down, just enjoy the night." Nanao's violet eyes were kind.
"Thank you Nanao-san." Tukiko turned and walked back to the table and rejoined Matsumoto and Kira.
"Tadaima!" Tukiko called in a slightly higher pitch than normal.
"Okairi!" Kira called drunkenly.
"Now Kira why can you not handle your drink eh?" Tukiko teased.
"I can honesht!" Kira slurred.
"Sure, and I'm gay for Yumichika!" Hisagi laughed.
"So he can handle his drink?" Matsumoto teased. Hisagi responded by blushing and downing more sake.
"What is your history?" Tukiko pried, downing yet another cup of sake.
"Nothing!" Hisagi blurted, blushing profusely.
"Oh, it's nothing just a drunken night." Yumichika winked slyly.
"Care to explain Hisagi-san?" Tukiko refilled her cup, slopping some on the table.
"I was drunk, he took me home," Hisagi paused, hesitant to continue.
"And then, I caught them naked," Ikkaku interrupted a devilish smile wide on his slender face.
"Naked?" Tukiko burst out, spurting out most of her sake before laughing hysterically.
"Yup, socks and everything!" Ikkaku laughed.
"Shut up nothing happened though!" Hisagi defended viciously.
"Sure, don't worry I don't think any less of you!" Tukiko smiled, Hisagi was cute when he blushed, it highlighted his scars in a good way.
"Really? You've practically been told I'm gay!" Hisagi cried, the alcohol taking a toll on him.
"Well I'm no homophobe and it's not like I'm interested in you." Tukiko countered coyly.
Hisagi opened his mouth to say something before closing it again.
"So!" Kira broke the awkward silence, "Who wants some vodka?" Kira pulled out a bottle from under the table.
"Where'd you score that beauty?" Matsumoto crooned affectionately, eyeing the bottle with desire.
"A trip to the human world, a few yen, nothing big." Kira smiled widely.
"You dog!" Matsumoto cried, pulling the bottle from his hands and pouring everyone a cup.
"To Tukiko and to the addition of a new face to our group of friends!" Matsumoto raised her cup, "Kampai!" She cried and a chorus of Kampai's echoed around their table, followed by the clinking of cups and laughter.
Muguruma Kensei lay awake, considering the best plan of action. Should he confront this girl? She was definitely tied to him somehow. Hisagi had said as much.
"Kira said that she had hollowfied as a child. As early as the age of six." Hisagi had paused, "Shunsui Kyoraku knows of this, he stopped her killing a man that raped and killed her mother." He also said that she has always wanted to meet you. Hisagi's face was prying, he had tried to get a reaction from his Taichou.
Muguruma lay with his eyes closed, his hands cupping the back of his head. The moonlight from his large balcony streaming across his toned body. The thought of a young child undergoing hollwfication scared him. It invoked a pity so profound he found his eyes welling up. It caused him to question if he was in fact her father. Kensei got up and prepared to go to the human world, his face was set in pure determination.
Mashiro...
"Hisagiiiiiiiiiiii!" Kira and Tukiko whined in unison as Hisagi dragged them by their collars.
"Shut up, you're drunk." Hisagi was drunk also but to a lesser degree.
"Baka! So are you!" Tukiko accused, pouting and screwing her eyes up.
"I know but I can walk in a straight line." Hisagi countered.
"Tsch!" Tukiko crossed her arms and dug her heels into the floor, attempting to hinder Hisagi's progress. This shot pain throughout her injured body.
"Itai itai itai!" She screamed.
"Kami, you're damned annoying when you're drunk!" Hisagi smiled.
"Well you're gay so meh!" She retorted, sticking her tongue out and pulling faces.
"I'm not gay..." Hisagi muttered.
"What was that gay boy!" Tukiko taunted.
"Shut up." Hisagi chimed light-heartedly. They had reached the perimeter of the 3rd division barracks. "Kira you're less drunk than her, make your own way from here." Hisagi dropped Kira on his head.
"Itai! Shushu, you're mean!" Kira wailed, rubbing a large red lump that had formed on the side of his head.
"I know, come on Hime-san!" Hisagi scooped up the drunken Tukiko.
"I'm not a princess baka!" Tukiko tried to hit Hisagi, missing his arm completely.
"You are to me..." Hisagi whispered softly.
"Nani? What was that Hisagi-san?" Tukiko's crimson eyes looked up at him.
"Nothing." Hisagi shook his head smiling, "Lets get you to bed."
"Oh if only Yumichika were me, he'd we so excited right now!" Tukiko teased again, prodding Hisagi's chest with a numb finger.
"I. Am. Not. Gay!" Hisagi hissed.
"So totally are! I saw how you looked at Yumichika, you liiiiiiiike hi-" Tukiko was cut off by Hisagi's smooth lips planting themselves softly on her own. Hisagi pulled away slowly. His eyes sparkling in the moonlight.
"Hisagi...-san?" Tukiko was shocked, she didn't know how to react. His lips had been so warm, so soft.
"Told you, I'm not gay." Hisagi's smile was saddened slightly.
"Okaaaay, I believe you honest!" Tukiko's tone was mocking still.
Hisagi shook his head and took her up the stairs.
"Hisagi-san?" Tukiko's bright eyes observed him quietly.
"Yes?" He looked forward, trying not to look into her hypnotic eyes.
"Why did you kiss me?" she asked innocently.
"To prove I'm not gay." Hisagi answered simply.
"I can kiss a girl the way you did and say I'm a lesbian but it doesn't make it true." Her harmonic voice serious.
"True..." Hisagi stopped outside her room, he shifted her around so he had a hand free to open the door, "What's your point?" He dared to look into her sweet eyes.
"Prove it to me again, this time really prove it." A drunken haze still fogged her brain.
You're going to regret this Kuro chimed in, he had rejoined her after she had left, resting on Kira's nose and flying behind her as she was carried by Hisagi.
Will I? She asked Kuro daringly.
Yes. Kuro's thoughts were firm.
Let's see then!
"No." Hisagi's dark eyes were longing, "I want to but you are in no state to make this decision, I'm on deployment to the human world for the next week, try to behave." Hisagi pulled her in for a close embrace. Tukiko could hear his heartbeat, it was racing. He smelled of sage and wild mint leaves. She inhaled his scent readily.
"If you're still interested when I come back, let me know." He held her for a few seconds more before releasing her, "Oyasuminasai Muguruma-sama." With that he turned and left. She stared after him until he turned the corner. She sighed deeply. Pissed that she didn't get to kiss him again.
Tukiko fell against her door and stumbled in. She threw her clothes in a heap, dropped her knife by her katana that she had left by her bedside earlier and slumped on her bed.
I think I like him Kuro, is that wrong? Tukiko's drunken brain was running slowly now.
It's not wrong but don't let it consume you, you have a mission to complete remember? Kuro landed on her pillow, nestling near her head. Sleep well, you have zanjutsu training tomorrow, you need to become a ranked officer. Soon.
I know, I know... Tukiko replied wearily, drifting off slowly into a fitful sleep. Flashes of that fateful night when her mother died and the hollow inside of her finally broke free. She saw it from the outside, she saw her six year old self ripping and tearing at the large shinigami, the primitive urges to kill and destroy were all too familiar. She saw her eyes. Those haunting eyes that were threatening to overwhelm her, she was falling, falling into those eyes. The darkness wrapped around her.
"I will consume you..." A metallic voice whispered in her ear.
She bolted upright, dawn was breaking. Tukiko was covered in a thin layer of sweat and Kuro wwas watching her, his beady eyes intent.
I'm in trouble Kuro... Tukiko's eyes were scared, Kuro had never seen her scared. Ever.
We'll get help, I promise. Kuro landed on her braid and together they watched the sun rise and dispel the darkness.
"I will consume you..." Those words echoed in her consciousness, threatening to drive her insane.
"I will consume you..."
A.N - Hope you enjoyed, please review, I love writing this story but reviews make my day :) Arigatou Gozaimasu - Esuta ~^-^~