AN: Ok this one is for my dear reader Kira michi! I really hope you enjoy this one and I'm sorry its so short I'm trying to catch up with my writing! Sorry all for not updating!

Betrayal

Tears, hot and moist, dripped slowly and sorrowfully down the young woman's pale face as she curled timidly up into the sheets of her lonely bed. What had caused the female shinigami such pain one may ask? Simple the man she had unruly loved had betrayed her. Captain Soi Fon flipped over onto her other side staring tearfully at the window, who casted a low solemn glow from the moon up and above. Why should she be so distressed over this? She was used to betrayal for fucking sakes! How was this any different then like before with Yoruichi-sama, the person she had loved and worshiped with all her being? The woman who killed her, the little bumble bee.

A sob reeked through her petite frame as she feebly brought a hand up to her mouth stifling yet another weak gasp, she had trusted him. She had trusted him with all her heart and soul and now this! He betrayed her and with what? No…wait…with whom?! That fucking slut Matsumoto Rangiku, the skank of all Soul Society, of the whole fucking universe!

More tears flooded in her eyes as she pathetically tried to shut her dark orbs, capturing the falling tears from continuing their somber trail down her flushed cheeks. Shoving the light sheets off her small figure, she sat up and cupped her head tightly in her hands, tugging angrily at her knotted black hair, why was she so weak?! Why couldn't she just move on and forget about that barbarian? The images of her and him laughing and smiling began to dance around in her chaotic mind, the answer? She loves him. More images, this time of what she had absentmindedly walked in on, mockingly laughed at her. Grabbing the pillow from behind her back she chucked it with all her might across the room smacking into the picture of her and his captured memory, the photo of their supposed relationship, their love, her and Kenpachi's.

She intently listened as it fell off from the dresser smashing forcibly into the wooden floor and shattering into hundreds of tiny pieces. The sound caused yet another wave to crash into her again as more sobs rang out through the dark dismal room. She had definitely seen what she had perceived, the passionate love Matsumoto and he had made in his large bed. The shameless moans the strawberry blonde had intentionally emitted from swollen pink lips, Kenpachi's grunts of total rapture as he thrusted powerfully into the beautiful woman.

Fuck them! The Captain of the 2nd had walked with joy over to the 11th compounds hoping to have a romantic late night dinner with the large man, what had she so naively received instead? Oh right, disloyalty, unfaithfulness, infidelity. She remembered his shocked look as he stared over at her, how he didn't bother moving from his "rooted position" as he called out, "Soi wait this isn't what it looks like?!" In a reply, she had simply closed the door on the two. With baited breath she walked bravely and steadly from squad 11, chin held up high pride wafting around her. Nevertheless right when her foot stepped out from the 11th, she shunpoed as fast as her body could take her back to her quarters.

Glancing over at Suzemebachi, which leaned subtly and admirably against the cool dull wall Soi Fon thought furiously to herself, why didn't she just kill them? Stab them, cut out their ungrateful hearts, and decapitate them with all her strength? Because she had hoped that what she had witnessed was not indeed what it looked like. But she knew, oh she knew what her cold eyes had undoubtedly had just observed.

Betrayal.

Kenpachi pulled rapidly out of the woman when the door had unfeelingly closed on the two. What had he done?

Matsumoto grudgingly sat up as she gasped out a small, "Kenpachi-kun?"

"Leave," he needed to be alone, now.

"Kenpachi?" the bodacious woman slid across the bed and laid a small hand on his broad shoulders, "Maybe she'll be alright with this."

"Leave."

"I mean," she pressed her warm lips against his thick neck, "Let's finish what we started. I need you."

He harshly pulled away as he pointed compulsorily at the door the love of his life had closed on them, "Leave this instant!" His reaitsu flared warningly and dangerously.

Matsumoto quickly and obediently dressed herself as she guiltily slid from the room, pain and regret washing over her. She was a fool.

Angrily Kenpachi dressed, why did he do it? Because he was horny? He was stupid? He was…scared? Ha! Him? Scared?! Unacceptable.

Growling he slammed his fist into the wall causing a nice decent hole to form, he was scared. He loved her, and he fucked it up because he's terrified to love and be loved. It was as if he was confined to one person, that he was caged into this emotion which he had never truly experience. Yachiru was a different story; he loves her as his daughter. Soi Fon…she is a completely diverse obsession. He loves her because she's powerful, independent, sexy and…she is her.

Damnit he screwed up. Glancing at the picture of him and her smiling on his bedside, he get;y and sadly plucked it tenderly up. Running a thumb over her face he knew what he had just done. He had killed the little bumble bee…

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