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WARNING!!! Mature content ahead! (A little, but enough for a warning)

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9. Bliss

He was damned anyway, so he had nothing to lose, "Stay here tonight…"

He felt Manami stiffen. When she pulled away from him his heart sank and he automatically began to build a wall to put between them. It seemed he had had something to lose…

"Captain Kurot-"

"Stop," he cut her off turning away, "I think it be best you call me Mayuri and I think I understand so save the words."

"No," she sighed taking his arm, "Please, I-I've never been with a man before…at least not that it counts…I wouldn't know what to-"

She stopped short when he turned back to her. He slid both hands up her neck as he let the wall crumble once again, "Is that what you're worried about?" he kissed her softly, "I don't give a damn about your experience." He whispered and had her shuddering, "I can fix that."

"I just…" the sentence trailed away as his tongue traced down her neck, "I just-oh gods!" her eyes crossed when his mouth latched on to suck where her neck met her shoulder. He was driving her mad! She didn't know what she could take, she pushed him back slightly, "Please, Mayuri…" saying his given name sent a chill through her, "I'm not so sure about staying the night…I'm not ready to…"

"Shh…" he placed his finger over her lips, "I know, we won't…I just think you'll be safer here," he brought his forehead to rest on hers, "with all that happened yesterday with your new captain and Ichimaru. I-"

"what?" Manami was yanked out of the haze pleasure had wrapped her in. the Captain had been fine that morning… when she remember her captain throwing up; she was pulling against him again.

"She was fine," Mayuri assured her, "both her and Momo. I don't want to chance something else happening to you…plus we have Lieutenant Ōmaeda to consider. Not to mention my bed is plenty big enough for two." He teased a kiss from her lips, "But if that makes you uncomfortable I can al-"

"No," she gasped as she took hold of his arms, "it's fine. Please, if I stay here…I wish to stay with you…"

"Good," he breathed as he swept her up into his arms. Gently he carried her from the office and through the door into his bedroom. She was so new to him. He was amazed by all that she did. At times many would have blown up in anger she either shrunk back or like the one time she had gotten upset she was reserved and cold. She was made for him, that he was sure about. Now he just had to keep a hold on her.

Careful not to be rough he laid her onto the bed. He removed his robe before lying down beside her. She smiled sweetly as she pulled on top of her for a kiss. It radiated through him like a drug. In a fit of passion he pulled the pins from her hair releasing it to rain to her waist.

"I like it better down," he murmured against the skin of her neck.

"Many men do…" she said softly as she thought back on her life.

He sat back on his arms to look down at her, "what do you mean?" he rolled onto his back and brought her head to his chest.

She took a deep breath and allowed herself to take in what was going on. She'd never shared the bed with a man, not even as simply as this. He was warm, so unlike what the majority of soul society viewed him as. His skin was hauntingly pale, but that made sense as to how he kept himself covered almost constantly. His chest was finely toned, not like Captain Zaraki, but the strength could be felt none the less. He fit the black satin and the relaxing scarlet walls.

"I've often been told how beautiful I am," she admitted closing her eyes, "it's weird but if a man is in close proximity they often touch my hair as they tell me…I've never had the heart to cut it off, so I pin it up…when Ai and I died before coming to soul society it was probably even worse."

"You remember that?" he questioned, but it was rhetorical. He'd heard of people that had, but he didn't. He supposed most didn't. "How did you die?"

"We were murdered," she informed him without qualms. She didn't mind if he knew anymore. She wanted to trust someone, and here he was willing to listen. His arm around her tightened and she could have wept. "It was my fault…"

"No," he ran a hand through her hair, "no one asks for that."

"I guess not," she sighed and looked up at him, "it was because of my visions…we went to school one day and the girl that sat in the desk in front of me had gone missing." She paused in remembrance, "My visions were sort of a known thing, so I often got special treatment and such…anyway, the lead investigator started to ask me questions trying to provoke a vision and one hit hard…I saw everything, the girls bike on the sidewalk, his face, the bloodied sheets, the limbs he'd buried by the river…all I could do was help them make a good picture of him and take them to the body." She took a breath to steady herself, "a week later after my mother had just served dinner, our father had died when we were a few months old, a man knocked on our door. I got the warning vision as he knocked but I couldn't stop my mom from answering the door…it was him. Noboru Ueda," she shook slightly, "that was his name…he said if I came with him there would be no problems otherwise he'd kill us all." She had to pause again, "my mom told me to go, but Ai flipped out. She said no way in hell, so my mother told him to take us both…He took us back to his home and bound my wrists and ankles telling me I could see the whole show this time. He did things to Ai I didn't know were possible, sexually I mean…but before he did anything, he'd placed thin cuts on numerous places over her body. She bled to death as she was assaulted. All thanks to these damn visions…" she was crying and it was killing him. he rolled onto his side and gathered her close, "the worst part is, he just flat out raped me," she confessed, "he didn't cut me before doing it, he didn't make me do anything to him…he said he'd take pity on my beauty and he strangled me...with my hair…"she began to sob onto him, "I never told Ai, but we never talked about it, I think she assumed he did the same things to me he did to her, but really she went through so much more than I did…and I couldn't help her…" she looked up at him, "Mayuri…we were only thirteen."

"Shhhh…" he ran a hand through her hair. His blood was boiling. How could anyone possibly do that to a child? Her mother had simply given her away as though she were nothing! Her own flesh and blood! That was just disgusting. And the man got off on children! He wanted their blood running freely. He'd be sure to look into records and find out what had happened. "You're safe now…I promise you." He kissed her head. Then moved the hair away from each temple, he was so upset with himself he could vomit, "I won't harm you again." He swore, "Can you forgive me for this?"

He was so sincere it had her eyes filling again. "I already have," she smiled and kissed him. No man had ever apologized for his ill actions toward her. When he untied her obi, she made no move to stop him, as the skin he'd already touched was tingling. She wanted to feel more. When he threw that to the ground she moved to help him take off the top of her uniform, but he took her by the elbows, so as not to hurt her wounded wrists, and pulled her arms away.

"Let me do it," he told her softly, before kissing the place between her neck and her shoulder. She sighed blissfully. She'd always been told she was beautiful, but for once she felt that way. When she was freed from the top she found her wrap constricting, but she was hesitant as to letting Mayuri see her. However, without thought he kissed the swell of her breast where it rose from her restraints. He hooked his hand under the wrapping and looked to her for consent. She nodded. He sat up and pulled her to sit in front of him. Sensuously he began to remove the wrap. She shuddered when he laid her back down, the top half of herself naked before him. Shyly she brought her arms up to cover herself, but he caught her, "please," he whispered. She timidly lowered them. He ran a hand up her side to cup a breast and her breath caught. Smiling he lay back down beside her, she was so yielding, so trusting. And with him of all people. Many feared he would slice them open, and more than likely he would, but she-one who should fear him from what he'd already put her through-ultimately trusted him.

"Will you tell me about these?" he inquired running a finger along one of the scars on her rib cage, "you said shinigami men did it…"

"Yes," she confirmed, "when Ai and I were starving from the hunger pains in the Rukongai. We ran across some men in the forest as we were scavenging…they offered to help which we thought was wonderful, but we need know that they expected things in return…" she wiped a stray tear from her face, "They held me down and made Ai go first," she hiccupped, "it always seems to go that way…they made her…they made her please them with her mouth…all the while the leader was telling her how beautiful I was and how as soon as he was done with her he was gonna…gonna 'bang' me…then she bit him." Mayuri couldn't help but feel grateful to Ai for trying to protect her, "then he…he threw his robe around her which had been placed in boiling water…she's scarred now too. From her thigh to her neck, but she covers it with her illusion kido…she was too weak to protect me…" she was starting calm down as she found that talking about it was a good outlet, "they told me if I screamed they'd cut me…so each scar is from every time I screamed…"

"Are they still in the ranks?" he demanded.

"Yes," she sighed, "all four men belong to the 6th division…"

"I see," he kissed her neck and was satisfied when she gave small moan, "names?"

"I only know the first names of two," she admitted, "but I'll never forget what they looked like."

"What are the two names you do know?" he questioned before taking her nipple into his mouth and she arched up. He might have been preoccupied, but his ears were all open.

"Yana," she was trying to concentrate, but she couldn't think straight, "and-ahhh…" he'd flicked the nipple his tongue, "Reito…Oh gods, Mayuri!" she wanted to thrash. Heat was gathering the very core of her.

She had screamed, but it was so much better than the first time he'd heard it. This was dripping with passion and pleasure. He wanted more. He thirsted for more. She was so sweet. He moved his hands down to the top of her pants, "May I?" he groaned.

"Please…" she whimpered as she placed her hands over his in encouragement. Slowly he pulled all three layers off at once. The noises he made as he uncovered her were carnal and had her quaking in anticipation. He discarded the articles of clothing immediately. He cupped her smooth mound and sent her a playful yet curious look, which had her blushing, "I-I-I just don't like the hair…it's-well-aggravating…"

"I like how it looks," his hand rubbed her salaciously, "and love how it feels…"

She moaned when his finger discovered her clit. Never had she known something that had been so wounding in her past could be so pleasurable. She could feel the juices flowing from her, as his fingers worked wonders along her opening. Her stomach muscles quivered as he flicked back over her. She wanted more. She needed more. When he let two fingers slide in she bucked. What was he doing to her?

"Mayuri!" she cried as he leaned down to take a nipple in his mouth. She was radiant. That was only way he felt he could justly describe her. Her hair was fanned out around her shoulder. Her body achieving that healthy glow from pleasure. And her moans were spiking off to high pitch cries as she climbed towards that ultimate apex of bliss. He wanted to watch…

Their gaze caught and held when he sat up off of her. But he never stopped the rhythmic pulse of his fingers. The heat gathering in the core of her exploded all at once. And she had no choice but to close her eyes as she let out one final cry. As she descended from the high she'd never before reached, she found herself wrapped in Mayuri's arms.

"Thank you," she gasped kissing his cheek, "that was the most beautiful thing I have ever experienced…" when he shifted to pull her against him, she felt his hardened member against her leg, "oh, you didn't get to-" she was new at this sort of thing, but not that new…

"I'm fine," he caught her wandering hand.

"But you just gave me the most amazing things I have ever felt," she said earnestly.

"Believe me," he smiled pushing a strand of hair aside, "what you gave me was the sweetest gift I've ever received."

Her eyebrows drew together in confusion. Most men wanted satisfaction, but he didn't. Was he suffering for her? Why would he do such a thing? "But Mayuri, I really wouldn't feel right-"

"Manami," he shook his head, "You have done enough…I am more than satisfied…" he kissed her gently, "I told you we would take things slow, and this is plenty fast…"

Understanding he had ended the argument she snuggled into him as he pulled the covers over them. She'd never felt so secure. In his arms nothing could touch her, never again. But her thoughts hit a bump, "Mayuri…"

"Hm?" he sighed as he picked up a strand of her hair.

"Where did you come from?" she asked.

He answered honestly, but carefully, "I come from the Maggot's Nest," he told her and felt her stiffen, "I suppose you've heard of it then?" she had…the place where the dangers to Soul Society were kept, "I'm seen as an all around menace-I have been known to turn my own men into bombs on occasion. While I was in there, which I was the only one kept inside of a cage mind you, I was approached by Kisuke Urahara to work under him when he first founded this little institute the 12th now serves as. He promised that I would be directly under him and if anything should happen, the division was mine…well, something happened and now here I am…"

"Oh," she murmured. She wasn't sure she wanted to push that just yet, however there was one thing she was very curious about, "how-how many women have you been with before now?"

Opening one eye he glanced down at her face to find her eyes downcast, "a few…" he could practically feel the worry emanating from her, "but those were only things to appease the curious scientist inside of me…" the moment her back went ridged he was shifting to get a better hold on her, "What's wrong, Manami?"

Her heart was pulsing with fear. She didn't want to ask, but she knew she had to…to settle her own curiosity "Is that why I'm here?" she was beginning to shake again, "So you can find out about my visions?" it all made sense when she thought about it, "Build up my confidence so I would trust you…" she met his eyes with a frosty look, "But why would you care for me? You turn your own men into bombs…"

"No," he was in shock, but took her face in his hands, "Manami, please…" he begged, "From the moment I met you, you intrigued me…you didn't scream when I threatened you. That drew me in, if Fon hadn't offered that I'd have asked for. I didn't mean for you to get hurt, but I did my best to save you…this started from your visions, yes. There is no question there…but it's grown into more…and it is still growing." He couldn't let her get away, "when I hurt you I was so afraid I killed you. I don't know what I would have done…Manami, please…we're going somewhere…"

She was speechless. She knew they were. She'd seen the visions. But the fact that he laid it all out there and exposed himself proved everything to her. She didn't want to leave, she felt so comfortable there with him. She gave no verbal response, but merely raised her lips to his and ended that little spat. He pulled her closer and reached over her to pull the curtains closed around them, shutting them out from the rest of the world. When she cuddled up to him he could only smile…could she feel how well they fit together? Like two pieces of a puzzle…

"Goodnight Manami…" he whispered into her hair.

"Sweet dreams, Mayuri," she sighed. Neither could remember the last time they were so content.


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