Chapter 7: Screaming Inside
(Warning, angst/non-con sex (non-graphic) ahead! If you do not like or cannot handle, skip this chapter!)
Rikichi jumped and whirled in fright as Renji burst into the Squad Six Headquarters, his reiatsu flaring red around him.
"Where is Kuchiki taichou?" he snapped, then seeing the 'deer in the headlights' look the young shinigami gave him, he lowered his reiatsu and softened his voice, "Sorry, Rikichi, but it's important for me to find him."
"Oh…no problem, Vice Captain Abarai!" the boy said, wide-eyed, "The only problem is that Captain Kuchiki left today for his cousin's wedding. He will be back in three days."
Renji sighed in frustration, wondering if he had been wrong, but a dark feeling nagged at him. He tried focusing on his work, but his eye kept straying to the empty desk across the room. Byakuya had, of course, mentioned the wedding, but Renji would have thought that when he failed to return, Byakuya might at least have come to look for him. Instead, everyone was acting as though he hadn't been gone a moment longer than expected. It was unnerving and strange. It made him wonder what was really going on. Could Byakuya have lied about the wedding? Or was he just jittery because of his knowledge of Byakuya's plans?
He forced his mind away from his worried thoughts and focused on other things for the rest of the afternoon. He finished all of the reports for the day and dropped the last of them into Byakuya's inbox. He was just turning away from the desk when the door opened and Kurosaki Ichigo entered the office alongside Tetsuya's worried looking cousin.
"Ichigo? Tetsuya?" the redhead inquired anxiously, "What's going on?"
"What's going on is that something weird is happening," Ichigo answered, "Tetsuya came to Kisuke today because he thinks that Byauya might have been abducted!"
"Abducted?" Renji mused, his worry growing, "Why do you think that?"
"Well, we were supposed to attend a cousin's wedding," Tetsuya explained, "but we received an acknowledgement of him sending word to the cousin that he could not be in attendance after all. I am my cousin's bodyguard. I should have known if he wasn't going."
"So," Ichigo reasoned, "the letter from Byakuya must have been faked!"
Renji stiffened.
Or Taichou did send the letter and maybe he was responsible for me getting locked up in that place!
"Is something wrong, Renji?" Ichigo asked, "You look sick to your stomach."
"Guys," Renji managed, dread filling his insides, "I think that Taichou went after Aizen Sousuke!"
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"Mari," Aizen Sousuke said, watching as the red haired healer leaned over Kuchiki Byakuya, examining him carefully.
She listened to his heart and examined his reiatsu carefully. She noted an oddity right away, but something told her not to mention it just yet.
"Do you think he will be suitable for what I suggested?"
She paused, stalling for time by examining the shinigami's abdominal area again. She knew all too well what happened to those deemed unsuitable for Aizen Sousuke's horrid plans. She did work for him, but she was a healer first, Aizen Sousuke's employee second…at least, in her mind.
She studied the troubled frown that plagued the shinigami's beautiful face even as he slept. He didn't deserve to suffer what Aizen Sousuke was planning, but he really didn't deserve what would happen to him if Aizen found him to be unsuitable. She made what she felt to be the best choice, all things considered. After all, a child was a child…and any child this man had would be powerful. What did it matter that it wasn't going to be Aizen Sousuke's child…as long as she was the only one who knew.
"He is suitable for the purpose you suggested, Aizen-sama."
Aizen nodded approvingly, gazing down at the beautiful noble who laid unconscious on the bed in front of them. He reached down and stroked the dark hair appreciatively.
"That is good," he said softly, "Then, I want you to inject him with the compound now and let me know when it has taken effect."
"Hai. Aizen-sama," Mari said quietly.
She watched as the leader of the hollows walked slowly out of the room, then turned back to Byakuya, frowning. The compound wouldn't matter greatly, at this point, but she had to carefully follow orders to avoid a backlash later if the truth came out.
"I'm sorry for this," she whispered, leaning over Byakuya, but it's better than actually having that bastard's child, I would think!"
She injected him with the compound and waited an appropriate amount of time before sending for Aizen Sousuke. He sent word back to have the shinigami moved to a guest room.
"A guest room?" she mused, "More like a torture chamber, knowing him!"
But there was nothing else she could do. As sorry as she felt for the handsome shinigami, and as much as she despised Aizen, she knew her place and she could not throw her life away simply because she felt sorry for another of Aizen's victims. She did give him something to mitigate what was likely to be a painful evening with Aizen Sousuke. This way, at least, he would be spared some of the pain.
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Byakuya was somewhat surprised at how little discomfort he found himself in upon waking. He blinked several times, bringing the room around him slowly into focus. He studied the calm, earthen colors of the room and noted that the bed he was in was very comfortable and he did not seem to be restrained in any way…although his spirit energy had been sealed away and Senbonzakura removed.
He sat up slowly and startled when a hand touched his shoulder to steady him. He turned swiftly and met the calm, brown eyes of Aizen Sousuke. He stared at the other's hand where it touched him. His instinct was to order him to remove it, but somehow it seemed like the wrong thing to do, considering his circumstances.
"Why have you brought me here, Aizen Sousuke?" he asked, trying to ignore the ache in his stomach and the feeling of dizziness that passed through him.
"Well," said Aizen, in a deceptively soft tone, "I could hardly leave you lying in the sand to be devoured by hollows. That would not be a fitting end for someone like you, Byakuya."
"So you mean to kill me?" he asked quietly.
Not that he expected Aizen to tell him, if that was the case. No, even if Aizen planned to kill him, he would not be able to resist tormenting the noble first.
"I'm not going to kill you, Byakuya. I went to a considerable amount of trouble to bring you down without damaging you in the process. If I had wanted to kill you, then you would already be dead."
Byakuya had to admit that much was true.
"You were extremely reckless," Aizen chided him, "using that attack a second time. In fact, when you did, I thought you might have been trying to kill both of us. You certainly made a fine mess of us both!"
"If I caused you pain, Aizen Sousuke, then I have something to console myself with as I wait to die at your hands."
"Well," said Aizen, "as I have said that I am not going to kill you, you are not likely to need the consolation."
Byakuya gave a short, sarcastic laugh.
"Actually," he commented, "I will likely require more consolation if you plan to keep me alive."
Aizen gazed at him disapprovingly.
"Byakuya, what a thing to say! Here, I protected you from your own foolishness and brought you here for healing. And this is how you respond to my kindness?"
Byakuya's eyes flared.
"I would not be naïve enough to mistake what you did for any sort of kindness!" he exclaimed, "If you have not killed me, then you have something unpleasant planned for me."
"Why are you concerned that it will be unpleasant? I will tell you that in addition to not killing you, I do not plan to torture you either…that is, unless you become too defiant."
"Then if you do not plan to torture or kill me, what are you planning?" he asked, his stomach pitching and rolling strangely.
"What I plan for you will take some time," Aizen said in that same, soft voice, "You will be remaining in Las Noches for several years."
Byakuya's eyes widened.
"What purpose would you have for detaining me for that length of time without torturing or killing me?" he asked, frowning.
"Well, I may decide to kill you in the end, or perhaps, if you conduct yourself respectfully and do as I tell you, I may simply release you when your obligation is fulfilled. Remember that you engaged me in single combat against the rules of Central 46 and the Gotei 13 and you lost to me. You know what that means. For all intents an pruposes, you belong to me now."
There was a long silence.
"So," Aizen went on, "Aren't you going to ask what I want from you, Byakuya?"
Byakuya glared into the calm brown eyes hatefully.
"Very well," Byakuya said, narrowing his eyes, "Not that I expect an honest answer out of you, but what are your plans for me?"
Aizen smiled, obviously enjoying his little game.
"Byakuya, since coming to Las Noches, I have developed a sort of…dissatisfaction. I long for a kind of completion. Living here in Las Noches, the idea of me indulging in a love relationship, getting married and having children is a problem."
Byakuya looked mystified and Aizen smiled at the lovely expression.
"I cannot take a wife, because I would constantly have to protect her from everything here. No, I cannot take such a risk. Still, I desire continuance."
"And just how does this concern me, as I am male and not able to have children? Are you saying you want me to choose a bride for you?"
Aizen laughed softly.
"Of course, not, Byakuya. I told you. I cannot take a woman for a wife. And, let's be honest…Kuchiki males…some of them anyway, have a special ability. I see by your expression that you see where I am going with this. I will be blunt. I need a partner who is able to bear children and strong enough to protect himself. I need someone with power near to my own. So, I waited while you grew stronger and I planned for your arrival so that when you failed to kill me and I captured you, I would make you my life partner."
"You must have lost your senses," Byakuya said in disbelief, "I would never marry you, Aizen Sousuke!"
"I don't believe I ever asked if you were willing," Aizen said quietly, "You came here alone to kill me and you failed to do that, Byakuya. I could have chosen to kill you, but as I have not, you are now subject to my will and my plans. I will marry you now and we will be together tonight to begin our family."
"Aizen, if you truly know the workings of the Kuchiki clan leader males, then you also know that who I am with matters. It will only work if I am with a male soul mate. It is a provision to continue the family line, even in cases where a male leader has a male soul mate."
Aizen smiled charmingly.
"You mean, you don't see that we were meant to be together, Byakuya? So if what you are saying is true, then even if we marry, you will not get pregnant if I make love to you. So why don't we just put that to the test? I will make love to you and if you get pregnant, you must agree to marry me. If you do not, I will let you go unharmed, immediately."
"I will not have relations with you!" Byakuya exclaimed, "And I will not make deals with the devil!"
Aizen's smile faded and his eyes glinted.
"You have no say in the matter, or do you doubt my ability to force you to do as I wish? Shall I show you how quickly you will bend to my will, Byakuya? The deal I just stated is a wager with myself. I will make love to you and if you become pregnant, I will marry you and keep you here, but if you do not, I will let you go…end of story."
Byakuya stared wordlessly at Aizen. The leader of the hollows leaned forward and Byakuya pulled away. The next thing he knew, Kyoka Suigetsu was in the traitor's hand and activated.
"Shatter, Kyoka Suigetsu."
And suddenly Byakuya knew how he planned to trick the noble's body into becoming pregnant.
"It won't work," he said breathlessly, as Renji appeared in front of him, "I know it is not him. You are not him and you will not be able to fool my body into thinking you are."
"But I will," Aizen said, taking hold of him and forcing him down. He quickly set kido restraints to hold the noble in place, "Watch and see, Byakuya. Your body will obey my commands. The rest of you had best do the same."
He tried to tell himself that there was no way that his body would respond to Aizen Sousuke. He tried to hold himself still and to remind himself over and over that this was not Renji.
But he hadn't planned on his body rebelling and working against his mind, latching on to the image of Renji and falling under Aizen's wicked spell. He struggled against the restraints as the Aizen closed in on him, preparing to kiss him. He brought his lips close to the noble's, but did not close the distance. Instead, he stopped and looked deeply into the noble's dark, gray eyes.
"You know," he said quietly, "This is entirely too easy this way, Byakuya. You haven't a chance of resisting."
He pulled away for a moment and recalled his zanpakutou. The image of Renji disappeared and became Aizen again. Byakuya found himself relieved. It would be easier to resist this way. There was no way that his body would knowingly respond to Aizen Sousuke's…none.
He was surprised, however, when Aizen also left him free of restraints.
And no one was as shocked as Byakuya when Aizen Sousuke kissed him…and he found himself kissing back. He fought to stop himself, but as the kiss deepened and Aizen's tongue sought entrance to his mouth, his mouth opened and accepted it without thought. Something is wrong!
He could have handled being sexually assaulted, given that he could resist, but to have his mind detached from his body…to be screaming in his mind as his body gave way to Aizen's every whim…
He tried to withdraw mentally and found himself unable. He was there, at the surface, feeling every touch as Aizen's hands moved over him, touching, stroking and exploring everywhere.
What did you do to me?
Aizen's mouth left his and he heard a moan of pleasure issue from his lips.
Stop, you bastard! Stop!
That wicked mouth traveled down his body, trailing hot, wet kisses.
I can't scream…I can't move!
He was moaning and pleading, saying things he knew could never fall from his lips.
How can you be doing this? How did you do this to me?
His thighs parted wantonly at the touch of Aizen's hand.
No…Don't do this! Don't make me do this!
Although Aizen tried to enter him slowly, his body surged upward, hungrily, eagerly seeking the contact. Aizen bit down on his throat and thrust heavily into him. His mind numb with shock, Byakuya lost the ability to reason and descended into madness, disappearing beneath the passionate moans and cries that kept pealing forth from his body. And he hated himself…every weak, useless bit of mind and body that had failed to shield him. His mind broke as the pleasure overtook him and his passionate cries filled the room. Aizen was holding him tightly, buried in his body and moaning his name. What bit of sanity he had left was shattered when he answered Aizen by calling his name in return.
He wasn't certain how long he laid, unbound, simply left alone in his locked room before whatever force had held him finally gave way and he once again reclaimed the ability to scream.
But even screaming wasn't enough. He staggered out of bed and into the small bathroom, falling on his knees and emptying the contents of his stomach until he knew there was nothing left…until all he could do afterwards was to sit leaned against the wall, doubled over and shaking with revulsion.
He couldn't decide who he hated more…Aizen Sousuke or himself.
