Ok. here it is - last chapter... maybe. The story can naturally end where I have it, or I can go further. The only problem is that I need more plot to go further. want to see this story continue? send me plot ideas. I had started to write more but I realized that I couldn't make the story go anywhere else. You'll see at the end. I will have a few notes at the end of the story to clarify a few things.
As always - reviews are always appreciated. PM's are too!
She began to stir and he waited for her to fully wake. She took a deep breath and turned around so that she was facing the large man. She smiled at him and then buried her face into his chest. He wrapped his arm back around her, rubbing her back.
"Good morning." He mumbled into her hair.
"Mmmm 'morning, Kenpachi." Came her muffled reply.
"I'm glad you came to me last night. I wanted to come to you, but I didn't know how you would react and your bed is small." His hand trailed to her lower back and she jumped in his arms, pushing in to him and away from his hand. "What was that?"
"Ticklish." She replied while holding back a giggle.
"Really?" He grinned evilly. She looked up at him, but couldn't see the evil glint in his eyes. He lightly brushed his fingers up and down the small of her back, keeping her from rolling on to her back and preventing the tickling. Her giggles filled the room as she kept bucking into him to get away from his fingers. She even started to use her legs as she tried desperately to get away from the evil fingers. He stopped as he started to hear her gasping for breath and was even nice enough to release her. She rolled onto her back and scooted a little away completely red faced from the recent exertion.
"You really are pure evil, you know that?" She gave him a fake glare as she continued to try and catch her breath. She had a hand to her chest which Kenpachi found odd.
"Why do you do that?" He pointed to her hand over her chest. She seemed to only do that when he scared her but she was doing it now too.
She sat up and leaned forward while pulling the neck of her shirt down to show a scar between her breasts that ran along her sternum. "I was 14 and all I did was sneeze. My heart started racing and it wouldn't slow down. My parents took me to the emergency room where they decided that my heart needed to be restarted. They gave me an injection that caused my heart to stop and then they had to make it beat again. It worked and I was very sore afterwards. They released me that night. I hadn't been home for a few minutes when I had only gone up the stairs to my bedroom when it started again. We had to go right back to the hospital. They did the same thing but they kept me overnight for observation. It happened again that night. I can't remember if I had sneezed again or if I had just shifted in the bed. They had to restart my heart a third time in less than 12 hours. They decided to send me in to surgery the next morning. It was an open heart surgery to find out what was wrong.
"There is a part of the heart and I only know the English word for it. It's called the (SA node). It controls the heart rate with electrical pulses. Mine was misfiring. They went in, they repaired it and I had to wear a (pace maker) for about a week to monitor my heart to ensure it didn't start happening again. They ended up keeping me in the hospital for a couple extra days than normal because I had apparently developed some infection.
"I guess I always worry that it will happen again, so I pay attention when it suddenly beats fast to make sure it does calm back down."
He ran his fingertips along the scar. It was thin and faded. It was probably why she didn't wear any low cut shirts. "That had to be scary, being so young when it happened."
"Yeah. I guess it doesn't happen very often which is why they didn't realize what the problem was at first. If they had, they would have never sent me home after the first time."
"Do you have any more scars?"
She laughed. "A few." She lifted her shirt to expose her stomach and lowered her pants a little to show 2 more scars. She pointed to the lower one. "Had my appendix removed when I was 23. My dad thought that I had a hangover but when I described what I was feeling, he quickly got me to the hospital. I hear bad appendixes run in my family. My dad and grandmother both had their's go on them. Yet my brothers have both been spared that family problem." She shook her head and pointed at another scar. "I was 27 when my spleen went. They had to remove it and now I can't give blood. I have nothing that cleans out the toxins from my blood so my blood is considered 'dirty'. It means that it takes me longer to heal from infections, but surprisingly enough, you don't actually need it to live."
"No other scars?" He asked after running his finger over both of the scars.
"The rest are just stupid childhood scars. Nothing that's actually interesting."
"What about this little one under your chin?" He touched it lightly.
She laughed. "That's a really stupid childhood scar."
He smiled. "Tell me."
"We had this rail that separated the dining room from the family room and I liked to sit on it as a kid. My mom would always tell me that I was going to fall and hurt myself and I always brushed her off. She was right, you know. One day I did slip and I fell right into the dog's food bowl and split my chin. My parents took me to the hospital and they gave me stitches. I think I was five or six? I really can't remember. I was told that it took my mom and a nurse to hold me down while the doctor had to practically put me in a head lock to hold my head in place while he gave me a couple stiches."
By the end of the story, Kenpachi was smiling and holding back chuckles. So she always had a bit of fight in her. He mused to himself. He leaned over and kissed her, his hand laying on her still exposed stomach. He kept it light, not wanting her to feel too trapped. She had a hand up in his hair as she kissed him back. He pulled her body towards his and started to kiss her neck. She had seemed to like that yesterday. She breathed deeply beneath him, her hands on his shoulders.
He paused and asked, "How are you doing with this?"
"Nervous." He could hear it in her voice too.
He moved back up so he was looking her in the eye. "Why are you nervous?"
"I don't want to freeze up."
"I don't want you to freeze up either. Do you think it would help if you were on top? That way you can be in control. It's not something I tend to offer. I do like being in control, you know."
"I'm willing to try." He removed his pants and she removed her sleeping clothing which was only a loose shirt and a pair of sweats.
"Are you ok with me touching your breasts?" He didn't want to start off with her freezing up, considering what had been done to her torso. She nodded and he kissed her lips and slowly worked his way down to her breasts. He sucked and nibbled them and even kissed the scar between them. As he did, he trailed a hand down between her legs. He stroked her lightly at first and as she responded positively, he slowly parted her lips and inserted a pair of fingers into her. He could tell that he wasn't going to need anything to help him enter her. She would be tight, but there was enough of her own natural lubrication that he wouldn't need to worry.
He stroked her a few times, rubbing his fingers along the ridges of her g-spot. He was back to kissing her mouth and she was moaning into his mouth. He rolled them so he was on his back with her on top of him and he positioned himself at her entrance.
"You need to do the rest, Sara. You're in control now. Show me what you want me to do."
She leaned up and pushed into him. She lifted and pushed down a couple times until he was all the way inside of her. They paused for a little bit, each enjoying the feeling. She put his hands on her hips and her own on his shoulders. She pulled herself forward, causing his penis to begin to slip from her and as she did, her inner muscles tightened. She pushed herself back, relaxing those muscles, causing him to reenter her. She wasn't able to go very fast in this position and she found that she wasn't getting that building sensation she usually got during sex. She leaned forward and kissed him, trying to do anything that would help that sensation. He moved his hands so his arms were wrapped around her and he balanced himself so he could thrust into her.
"The sensations aren't building, Kenpachi. I don't know what's wrong with me."
"I think you may be overthinking it. Let me help you." He removed himself from her and had her lay back down next to him. "I want you to just concentrate on the sensations. Let me know if you don't like anything." He went back to doing what he had been earlier. Kissing and stroking. He found her g-spot again and began rubbing it while using his thumb to also rub her clit. Her moans were beginning to get louder with an almost pleading note to them.
Finally she got out between gasps and moans, "I… I n-n-n - Oh! I need you… Ah!... in me! Please!" She was pulling him on top of her so he positioned himself, removed his hand and plunged in. It was only after a few hard strokes that she pressed her lips to his neck to stop from screaming out as she came. It was stronger then she'd had in a long time and she couldn't stop herself from bucking into him and gripping his back. The strength of it had her practically pushing him out of her and he enjoyed the little battle of pushing himself back in as she pushed him back out using only those inner muscles. She was still shuddering from the orgasm when he found his own release.
He leaned on his forearms, looking her in the eyes. He kissed her briefly and when he released her lips asked her again, "How are you doing with this?"
She gave a small laugh. "I'm not so nervous anymore. I can't even remember the last time I came like that. They aren't usually that powerful."
He kissed her nose. "I liked it. I hope I can always make you cum like that." Her inner muscles finally pushed him all the way out and he wasn't able to push back in.
Her eyes grew heavy and he rolled off of her. He kissed her temple and pulled her close to him, letting her rest. She toyed with his hair. It had grown since she had first met him.
"I don't think I'll be able to get it up in the spikes with the bells. The middle spike was always difficult to get the bell attached. Now that it's grown, it's going to be completely out of my reach."
"I can help."
He made a face. "That would just be weird."
"What's so weird about it?"
"I just don't like the thought of someone else doing my hair for me."
"You could get it cut."
"Again, that would be someone else doing my hair for me." She rolled her eyes at him so he tickled her.
She bucked in to him in surprise, trying to get away from his fingers. He laughed and stopped. He had only wanted to make her squirm a little bit.
"Are you ticklish?"
"I don't know. No one has ever tried." An evil glint entered Sara's eyes. She sat up and lightly brushed her fingers everywhere she could think of that would hide a ticklish spot, which meant that her fingers eventually touched every inch of him. He had even rolled over so she could try his back. All she got out of him was, "I like the feel of your fingers on me."
"That is so not fair. How can you not even have one ticklish spot on you?"
He shrugged and pulled her back down next to him. An evil glint entered his eyes. "Do you have more ticklish spots?" She tried pulling away but he had tightened his grip on her.
"I'm not telling you! Gah! Let me go! Let me go!"
He grinned and did as she had done. He found that there were two other places she was ticklish; her butt and her feet. The feet had ended up getting him a kick to the face.
"Ok, I won't tickle your feet anymore." He held a hand to his jaw. "Nice kick by the way."
"I want to feel bad, but somehow I don't."
He was now at the foot of the bed with her on her back in front of him. He grinned and pulled her feet apart and crawled up her body. When he was all the way up, he grinned at her and said, "Now you'll have to kiss it and make it feel better."
She reached up and kissed where she had kicked him. He moved his head and kissed her deeply. Her hands were now on his chest and waist, pulling him into her. She pressed her hips into his, making him groan into her mouth. She reached down and stroked his length and pressed him to her entrance. She gave a shuddering breath as he entered her. As he took up a pleasing pace she moved her mouth to his jaw and neck, sucking and nibbling.
The recent orgasm had sensitized her so it wasn't long before she whispered to him, "a little faster and harder. I'm almost there." He obliged and it wasn't long before her moans intensified and she came. He rode her orgasm and was soon able to find his own release.
He was nuzzling her neck as they both caught their breath. "Time to eat and then train for the day."
"I think I need a shower first."
"Me too. Wanna shower together?"
"I have a feeling I won't get much of a chance to get clean with you in the shower with me."
He chuckled and released her so they could both shower separately.
As Sara showered she played back her morning in her head. I really wasn't expecting that this morning. His body is amazing! And the way he uses his mouth and fingers! But, what happens when he goes back to the Soul Society and I'm still stuck here? I suppose I can just be happy I have him for now, but I can't help thinking of the future too. When Sara came back out to the kitchen fully dressed, she had a sad look on her face.
Kenpachi saw and immediately grabbed her by the chin and had her look up at him. "What's happened?"
She smiled weakly at him. "Just thinking that when you finally go back to the Soul Society, I'll still be here. You mentioned that captains don't get to come to the world of the living very often."
"I do get holiday leave, you know. And I'm sure I can find a way to get sent out to the world of the living more often." He leaned in and kissed her. "Don't worry about it. Who knows, maybe you can get permission to come visit me too. We'll find a way." He wrapped her in a hug, kissed her temple and then led her over to the kitchen island. He handed her a glass of the morning drink and told her to "Drink up."
The sword training was almost light and playful. She hadn't ever seen this side of him during training and it was refreshing.
They broke for lunch and then continued with hand to hand fighting. He was impressed with her improvement over the last month. She didn't quite have the speed, but she was getting there. It was at dinner when Sara told him about Ichigo.
"I think Ichigo has lost his spiritual pressure. He's never been able to conceal it well and now I don't see that glow around him anymore. How can that even happen?"
"He made a sacrifice that few make. He traded a final incredible attack against one of the traitors I told you about for a lifetime without spiritual pressure. It's been slowly leaving him since the Winter War and it sounds like it's finally gone now." He had a faraway look to his eyes and then he refocused on Sara. "It will be up to you now to keep the hollows in check and I really don't feel you're ready for that job full time yet. Let's go over and see Kisuke. We'll get you a soul candy and a soul pager so we can track hollows."
They finished up and Sara used her GPS on her cell phone to find Kisuke's shop. After explaining the situation, the blonde haired main handed over the requested items. "Ichigo has been keeping the place pretty clear of hollows, Zaraki, so I don't think your charge will have too hard of a time with it."
He nodded his thanks and they headed back home without incident. At home, Kenpachi showed her how the soul candy worked. She found the personality of the mod soul to be disturbing and hoped it never met any of her coworkers while wearing her skin. Sara realized that the soul pager worked a little like a GPS, so keeping that in mind, had an idea of how it would work.
"I'll hold on to the soul pager. If it goes off while you're at work, I'll call Kisuke and see if he can handle it, but if it goes off at night, you will have to handle it. It's part of being a soul reaper." Sara nodded and they headed to bed together.
It was a couple nights later when they received Sara's first soul pager alert. They had already fallen asleep for the night and the alert woke Kenpachi. He shook the woman lying beside him awake and used the soul glove to push her out of her body. There was no point in using the soul candy as she wasn't in public. Sara had the soul pager in hand and led them to the hollow.
It was a lower level hollow but it kept getting out of her reach. She had seen Ichigo able to climb up into the air without anything supporting him and just tried it. She really wasn't concentrating on what she was doing and just did it. She also figured out flash step during the fight. Kenpachi had never shown her how and she'd never seen him use it. Ichigo had been useless in explaining it. He just told her it was need that allowed him to do it. So that's what she used; need. And is seemed to work out.
When the fight was over she was able to gently touch down to the ground. "That was weird."
"Where did you learn flash step?"
"I asked Ichigo about it a few weeks ago and he said it was just need that allowed him to do it. I was actually surprised when it worked."
Kenpachi shook his head. "Humans."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It's not just need. I've never been able to use it. I've tried, but don't tell anyone." He smirked. "I've just relied on my own strength."
They walked back to the house and after Sara was back in her body, went back to sleep.
This continued over the next several weeks with hollow alerts coming in during the evening and night. Often interrupting them when they were trying to be intimate. Most tended to be low level hollows with a few that gave Sara challenge. It eventually got to the point that they weren't able to train anymore due to post battle fatigue or injuries. Any injury that was more than a cut like the one she had received on her shoulder were fixed up by Ichigo's dad.
It was now the middle of April. Kenpachi began to wonder if the head captain had forgotten about him. He worried about his division. What condition would it be in when he got back?
It was a Friday night and they had again been woken up by the soul pager. When they arrived at the location, Kenpachi could tell that this would be a tough fight for Sara. It was far stronger than any hollows she had fought so far. Not to mention that she hadn't been getting enough sleep. At least Ichigo had his friends to help him. Sara had been improving with all of the battle experience and her spiritual pressure had even increased, but this hollow's strength worried Kenpachi. Maybe he could distract it?
The battle had begun. Sara swiped at the hollow, trying to get it into a better position for a good killing blow, but it seemed to know what she was doing and was able to counter her in ways that made it so Sara was at an almost constant disadvantage. She rolled and parried, spun and counter attacked to no avail. All the while, the hollow was cutting her; a little here and a little there. Kenpachi eventually tried to distract it, but he was soundly ignored. As he was, he wasn't even of interest to the hollow.
He saw what was going to happen before it did. He saw the hollow's tail, poised like a scorpion's. He tried to warn Sara, but she was concentrating on the claws swiping at her. The tail suddenly struck, piercing her through her chest and lung, just missing her heart. Her zampakuto slipped from numbed fingers and clattered to the ground.
"Nooo!" Kenpachi called out, running to the fallen woman. He watched as black robes turned to white, taking the injury with them and leaving a severed soul chain. He looked up at the hollow and used the soul glove on himself, not caring about the consequences. He lifted Sara's zampakuto in his hand and charged at the hollow.
Over his shoulder, a kido spell was shot at the hollow, killing it instantly. He looked behind him to see Byakua. He no longer cared as his eyes slipped down to his Sara, still lying on the ground. He knelt down and lifted the spirit into his arms, zampakuto forgotten as it fell from his fingers.
"What happened?" She asked as her eyelids fluttered open.
"You died, Sara."
"Someone needs to let my dad know."
"I will. You need to go to the Soul Society. When you get there, ask for the 13 court guard. Head towards district one and ask for me at the gates. Do you understand?" He spoke quickly as the captain of the 6th squad was walking toward them. She nodded. He kissed her one last time and grabbed her zampakuto. He gently pressed the pommel to her forehead and watched as she turned into a hell butterfly and flew away.
"You are out of your gigai, Zaraki. You were expressly forbidden to do so." Kenpachi remained silent knowing that there was nothing he could say and he wasn't in the mood to deal with the annoying noble.
"Where is the girl's body, Zaraki?"
"At my house."
"Get back in your gigai. We can't leave it here."
Kenpachi agreed, but hated taking orders from the stuck up noble. He reluctantly pulled it back on.
"Give me the zampakuto."
"It's Sara's."
"I'm aware. If she shows up to the 13 court guard, it will be her's again. Hand it over." He reluctantly did so and they headed back to the house he had been using. When they arrived, Byakua directed the large man to lay beside the girl and to leave the gigai there. He then walked to the house next door and found Isshin, whom he had to wake up.
"What is it?" Isshin responded sleepily.
"The human girl is dead. Please see to her human death needs."
"How did she die?" He asked Zaraki.
"A hollow killed her. Her spirit has already been sent to the Soul Society."
"So her body is unmarked still?"
"Yes. There are also letters from her father in her room and I'm sure her cell phone had his number there. You'll have to find someone who can speak English to let him know."
"No problem. I'll make it look like an accidental death. And make sure he's contacted."
"Good." Byakua replied. He turned and left with Kenpachi following after.
When they had left the house, the captain of the sixth squad opened the gateway that would take them back home. "Do I need to restrain you, or will you come quietly?"
"Why fight? We're going where I want to be anyway."
"Because of that human girl?" The tone was dismissive and made the large man growl, but he chose to say nothing.
It was day three since he had been brought back. The seals on his spiritual pressure had remained and he had been kept in the division 2 holding cells. He had been denied any visitors or even knowledge on whether or not Sara had arrived. It was morning and he was getting restless. Breakfast had been served and the tray had already been removed. It wasn't lunch time yet, so the sounds of people walking down the hall towards him surprised him.
Captain Soi Fon and two of her subordinates arrived at his cell. "The head captain has convened a meeting about your behavior in the world of the living. Will you come quietly or do I need to restrain you?"
"Just lead the way."
Soi Fon led the way and her subordinates bookended the large man. They soon arrived at the Captain's meeting. Kenpachi was directed to stand in front of the head captain. They went over nearly every action the man had made while in the world of the living. Despite the fact that he had behaved himself, it seemed like they wanted to point out every mistake he made in their eyes.
They went over his reasons for revealing the existence of soul reapers, why he didn't agree to train the girl in the first place, how he had sought out a fight with humans regardless of the reason or outcome as the point had been that he not fight at all, about his teaching methods, that he told her about why he was there which skirted the order to not tell Ichigo and did not follow the spirit of the order, how he went out on the hollow hunts with the girl, his romantic relationship with the girl, and the final hollow where he disobeyed a direct order to not leave his gigai.
He answered any questions they had and defended his actions in a calm manner which they had not expected of the often volatile man. He learned that they had him under constant surveillance while in the world of the living and learning all they knew about his relationship with Sara and all they had shared about themselves was a little embarrassing. He hoped Sara never learned of it.
They were about an hour in when a hell butterfly arrived with a message. It alighted on the head captain's outstretched hand, delivered it's message, and left.
"Captain Fon, there is someone at the West Gate. Bring her here."
Soi Fon bowed to the head captain and left. While she was gone, they waited in silence.
The captain arrived several minutes later with a disheveled female human spirit in tow. As the door opened, everyone turned to look at the newcomer and she was recognized immediately. Kenpachi gave Sara a once over and realized how tired she looked. There were dark circles under her eyes and her clothing was dirty and even torn in a few places. Had she rested at all since arriving?
Sara's eyes immediately went to the large man. He gave her, not really a smile, but a lightening in his features. He looked tired, sad and worried to her. Some of the worry had seemed to leave his face when they saw each other which made her feel better.
Sara was directed to a spot just inside the door and to the right. "Kneel here and speak only if spoken to." She was admonished. Sara nodded and did as she was told. She colored slightly at all of the attention being paid to her by everyone in the room and was relieved when the old man at the other end of the room began speaking.
"Kenpachi Zaraki, we have listened to your explanations and while I do not feel you followed the spirit of the rules I gave you for your stay in the world of the living, you did follow the letter until the end where I do feel you really did come to understand what it is to be weak. I am reinstating you as the captain of the 11th division. After this meeting, the seals on your spiritual pressure will be removed and your zampakuto will be returned to you. Return to your place." Zaraki nodded to the head captain and returned to his place in line.
"Sara Peterson." The sound of her name made her jump and she heard someone chuckle. She suspected it was Kenpachi. "Stand." She did as she was told. "Your passing was not planned and I have heard from Kisuke that your father was notified of your passing. Isshin made it look like something called an aneurism." A few tears fell from her eyes and the head captain continued, "You have a choice to make. You can choose to become a soul reaper and go through the academy, or you can stay a private citizen. I see that you are tired and probably hungry and this decision doesn't need to be made right now. While you are within the walls of the 13 court guard, you are under Captain Zaraki's charge. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Head Captain."
"Good. As you look dead on your feet, you may go back to kneeling." She nodded and did so. The head captain turned his attention to the men and women in front of him. "The rest of you are dismissed."
As the other captains filed out of the room, many waved companionably to Sara. She didn't know how to react so stayed with her head lowered, her hands in her lap. Soon it was just her, the head captain and Kenpachi in the room. The head captain removed the seals on the large man's spiritual pressure and as it surged around him, they heard the sound of a body falling to the floor.
The older man chuckled and said, "You should probably reign that in. Here is a new eye patch that research and development made for you." He put the eye patch on and it felt odd against his eye. He had become used to having nothing against it. He resisted the urge to take it off. He reigned in the rest of his spiritual pressure and took his zampakuto that Yamamoto was handing to him.
"Where is Sara's zampakuto?" It was handed to him as well and he placed both in his belt. Sara was just beginning to stir and the captain of the 11th nodded to the old man and gathered Sara into his arms and left.
The End.
Ok - time to clarify a few things - first the heart condition - actually happened to a friend of mine. can't remember how her's started. Might have been a sneeze. but that's what they did to her. I guess it really isn't a common thing, so had no clue that they were putting her in danger by sending her home. she was in her 30's when it happened to her.
yes, you can live without a spleen. found that out from someone I used to work with and she does have "dirty" blood as a result. the crazy medical conditions you can learn from people!
again - this story naturally concludes here. If you want more story, I'm going to need plot ideas. bear in mind, I have only read the manga up to book 28 and I have watched all the anime which stops after ichigo gets suckered by the full bringers. so while I'm mildly aware of things that go on after that in the manga, I have not read it so I don't have full knowledge.
also - dates. I haven't seen much in the manga or anime in the way of dates, so if my mid april is too late in the year for the full bringers - I do apologize. a little too late to go back and start changing dates now.
