Chapter 9: Untamed Technique

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How many nights has it been since her dreams were haunted by those memories she still failed to remember? I lost count already. She hugged her knees closer. Moonlight bathed the 5th squad fuku-taicho's tiny form that was sitting on the wide rooftop.

"If you're going to watch the moon, you should invite me as well," a voice she knew like her own heartbeat said from behind. The 10th squad's white overcoat landed on her shoulders as the captain sat quietly beside her.

A weak smile appeared on her radiant face as she placed her head on top of his broad shoulder. "Ne Shiro-chan, to never wake up from a dream or to never dream at all, which one will you choose?" her chestnut brown eyes were watching the distant nothingness as she waited for his reply.

His marine green eyes watched her unmoving form. "I don't need to be a genius to know you're not okay but I won't demand you tell me what's bothering you…" Hinamori turned to look into his honest gaze. "I just wish... that you tell me… if there's something I can do. I don't want to feel this helpless especially when it concerns you," his eyes were pleading. It was heartbreaking.

Her hand gently caressed his cheek. "Then stay… stay with me… until the night ends at last," her words were barely audible whispers as her lips hovered closely against his then finally meeting in a passionate exchange.

Tobiume and Hyourimaru sat together in the corner of the room as the 10th squad's haori landed silently on the floor.

The fukutaicho whispered his name into his ear as his hand caressed her breasts while his lips sucked deliciously her neck. Her hands grabbed a fistful of his white hair as his hand wandered into her robe and came into contact with her skin.

Her robe fell seductively below her shoulders as his lips began their painstakingly slow conquest to her bosom. As his lips enclosed on her taunted peak, she had to bite her lower lip to keep herself from moaning. The liquid heat that surrounded drove her senses into a delirium.

Her hands fumbled to remove his robe as well. His muscles instantly rippled with her gentle touch and made the 10th squad captain groan impatiently while grinding his hips against hers. The feel of his arousal against her growing heat made her body arch reflexively.

As his mouth busied itself with her other peak, his hand forcefully pulled the sash that held her hakama (wide pants paired with the robe). His fingers trembled as they came in contact with her silky folds. Feeling her so ready for him made him unbearably painful.

Hinamori had to cover her mouth with her hand just to choke back her whimpers as his fingers explored her entrance. Sweat beaded the bodies as their silent moan and groans incorporated.

"Shiro…I… take me… make me yours…now," she said in between her low cries of pleasure.

He wanted to take his time more but hearing her say that and the overwhelming desire to be one with her took his rationality away.

For a moment, he moved back to look at the goddess lying beautifully naked and waiting for him. As she extended her arms, a smirk appeared on his handsome face. One word flashed in his head. Mine.

His tongue drowned her cry as he penetrated her slowly. For what seemed to be the longest time, he waited until she adjusted to his size then he began to move. With each pull he felt emptiness and with each thrust he felt ecstasy. The feel of her tight inner muscles lightly pulling his manhood almost drove him to the edge but he still kept his cool.

As her pain turned into pleasure, she started to meet his thrust halfway. Her hands caressed his muscled back goading him to go on.

"Shi-ro…" her vision was turning white as she felt close to something unreal. Her senses feeling nothing but him alone. His powerful thrusts pushing her to insanity little by little.

She was close… he could tell as he felt her walls gradually tightening around his member. He was too… with her silent moans and fleeting touches she was driving him mad.

As his thrusts became quicker and deeper, Hinamori gripped his shoulder so tight her nails dug into his skin. "Shi…Shiro…" she felt herself gave way. Her toes curling in ecstasy of her release.

"Momo," the pain done by her grip only added to his need. As her walls constricted, he buried his head in her neck and released his seed. Laying a claim on her- marking her as his and his alone.

The sun was barely rising when she opened her eyes. Immediately, her eyes were focused on the white haired captain as he took his sword from the corner of the room. His marine green eyes gazed at her gently as he sat on the bed and pulled her in for a lengthy kiss. "Good morning, Momo," his lips still sending butterfly kisses on her face.

"Good morning, Shiro," the fukutaicho chuckled at his actions.

"I have to go back. I'll see you later okay?" there was a reluctant look in his face that made him look adorable. She watched as he left her room quietly. That night, her dreams were normal for the first time in what seems like endless days. It felt exhilarating as if she was freed from some curse she imagined she had.

Her fingers wandered to the mark he made on her neck before she covered it with her robe. The sun was halfway across the sky as Hinamori opened her bedroom doors. The first thing she saw was a pair of enraged silver eyes before her body was thrown across the room.

Her back screamed from pain as it slammed on the hard wall. Her eyes blinked repeatedly from shock then finally focused on the shinigami standing before her.

His steps were slow and confident. His blade drawn. His mercury orbs reflected the 5th squad vice captain as she too withdrew her blade.

"What's the meaning of this, Kagami-taicho?" her chestnut brown eyes did not dare to blink.

Without a word, the 3rd squad captain lunged towards her. Hinamori instinctively used demon arts to throw him back but all it did was stop his attack. I'm in bad location. In her peripheral vision, she took note of her having nowhere to turn. Fine, I'll just make one. With a quick incantation, she blew a hole across the room and ran outside.

Hinamori was barely able to land on the nearest roof when she felt a release of a very powerful reiatsu. Turning around, her eyes widened in shock to find the 5th squad captain releasing his bankai.

Barely able to react, she was able to call out Tobiume to block the powerful slash. This is not good. My soul slayer can't match up to a captain's bankai. Something in the back of her head told her the things she needed to do to win. Having no choice, she blindly followed.

Her hand reached out something in her back. Another soul slayer took form. No time for questions, she took hold of the blade and used it to attack her opponent.

Kagami jump away just in time but a fire pillar engulfed his body before he knew it.

Her eyes shook as she watched the captain's body covered with flames.

"Recall your blade," an old voice of authority resounded throughout the area.

As she turned around, Hinamori saw that she was surrounded with by the 13 captains. Her vision began to fade but before it did, she saw the 3rd squad captain emerged from her flames unscathed only to escape.

"How was she able to use 'that' technique?" with her vision out, her consciousness still wavered.

"That technique was an ancient art, its incantations forgotten in time and yet," he sound of the 12th squad captain's unusual baffled voice was the last thing she heard and then nothing.

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