Disclaimer- I do not own Bleach. I just own Shizuko, Teru, Shunka, Kanashim, and the twins….

WARNING!!! Mature content ahead!

~~Hueco Mundo~~

"Master Aizen…" an arrancar greeted him from his knees at Aizen's feet, "we have received word that Shizuko Fon is indeed in the Seireitei…"

Trying not to make the ordeal appear as unfortunate as it was, he simply shut his eyes and took a few thought collecting breaths, "is that all you were able to inquire?"

"No sir," the arrancar responded immediately, "it would seem she has joined the ranks of one of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads."

"Oh really?" this really did amuse him. His eyes flickered to meet Gin Ichimaru's grin, "which squad and rank did little Shizuko wonder her way into?"

"She was just announced as the Captain of the 5th Division."

"What?" Aizen hissed.

"Oh my…" Gin sighed, "That could pose a problem…"

In exasperation Aizen threw his head back and laughed. The only way to remain calm was to play it off as amusing until he found a way to work with it. He'd still get the little wench back; he'd warned her, that no matter where she ran he'd find her, "well," he spoke with a light unwavering voice, "the old man must be very desperate. If that is all you may you return to your quarters, I-"

"Sir…" the young being tried to interrupt politely, "I-I was also told that she's spent her past two nights there in the same housing as the Captain of Division 11."

Aizen's temper flared, luckily for the messenger Gin intercepted, "I believe you're done here young one. Leave."

Within a few seconds the arrancar was gone. Aizen hurled his tea cup at the wall. Pure, untainted rage coursed through him, "Double check that source Gin and make sure the two of them are watched fully," he growled. How dare the little wench. She knew very well whom she belonged to. That bubbling oaf had no business even looking at what was his.

"Sousuke…" Gin sighed, "You know how long it took, before Shizuko would go to that level with you. And even then Shizuko had been…resistant. Now, do you honestly believe after being with you, a delicate little flower such as she would actually give herself to that imbecile?"

Leaning his head back on his throne Aizen closed his eyes again and controlled his breathing thinking over his lieutenant's words. In. Out. In. Out. "I suppose you're right Gin, however, the simple thought makes me cringe…"

Shizuko's breath hitched as she watched lights from the fire play against the wall she was facing, a familiar shadow ominously moving before them. Did he know she was awake? What was he doing up so late? The possibilities themselves made her heart race. Over the last couple of weeks Sousuke had barely left, nearly always escorted her to work, and the nights…the nights were so terribly tragic. But what could she do? She had no one to run too… sure she had her friends at work, but both Gwen and Charlie were struggling enough as it was. They didn't need her to complicate things.

Unable to handle the suspense any longer, she rolled over. Their eyes met. He sat in the winged back chair by the hearth, a menacing smile plastered on his face. Never breaking their gaze he reached out and picked up the poker he had lying partly in the fire. He lifted one hand and motioned her to come to him. Cautiously she sat up. She'd learned to do as he commanded; it made things a little less painful. Being very uncomfortable with the fact she was fully naked before him, simply added to her pain. She stood and made her way toward him.

With each step she became more and more aware it was all a dream. However, it was a replay of an unforgettable event. She fruitlessly tried to make herself awaken. Her breath rasped almost hysterically by the time she stood in front him. She watched helplessly as he detached an elaborately designed ring from the burning end of the poker.

"Do you know what this is for?" he asked softly. She was well aware his question was rhetorical; "is your simple brain able to understand the reasons behind a brand?" her entire body shook with fear. Tears betrayed her and slipped down her face. He stood and began to predatorily circle her, "what's wrong dear? If you are faithful to me you have no reason to be upset. I'm doing this because I love you. Don't you understand?" from behind her he rested a hand on one of her hips. His breath caressed her ear. Unable to stop it, a sob hiccupped out of her throat, "Don't you love me?" she couldn't make the tears stop. He slammed the ring against the area just above her hip bone. The sizzle of burning flesh came before the sweltering pain.

She screamed.

Kenpachi was awoken by Shizuko's restless tossing. Her fear filled whimpers had him hurriedly lighting the large candle on the bed side table beside him. Turning back to her, his anger ignited when he saw the sweat beading on her brow. Her lips quivered uncontrollably. He had no idea what to do. The first night terror she had had was no where near as bad as this one.

Suddenly her body convulsed and she began to scream. Her eyes shot open as she sat up. Her tiny hands began to claw at the sheets. Not sure what else to do he took her by the shoulders and forced her to look at him.

"Shizuko," he said sternly as he wrapped his body around her, "you're ok...I've got you…you're ok…"

"It's burning," she cried hysterically. Her hands fumble as they attempted to tear the covers from her abdomen, "it's burning!"

Realizing what she was trying to do Kenpachi ripped the quilt from the bed. Paying no mind to undeniable rip the fabric made. When she continued to cry and dig at her robes, he slashed her haori open with a single hand movement. He than saw what had her so upset. Over where her hip bone helped to end the shape of her hour-glass figure, was a rather nasty looking scar which was clearly the seal Aizen had used to close his letters.

"Make it stop!" she shouted, "make it stop! Please! Make it stop!"

He hadn't the slightest clue how to help her. She was facing something his sword had no way to touch. He could feel her tears soaking his skin, only fueling his hate for the coward Aizen. How could a man honestly do this kind of thing to a woman? She had no reason to deserve any of what he was doing to her.

"I'm here," he told her softly, "forget him…listen to my voice."

"Ken-Kenpachi?" she wailed.

"Right here baby," he whispered, "right here. I've got you…"

Her sobs slowed. The quakes radiating through her body decreased. She clutched his shoulder as though her entire life was at stake. Soon her heart-wrenching cries were simply whimpers. His heart rate began to slow when he felt her finally slump against him. Both of their breathing was ragged.

"I'm sorry," she said, her voice was hoarse from screaming.

"Don't," he growled, "I'm going to slaughter him for all he's done to you."

"For all he's done to everyone…" she sighed. She had to admit it was a wonderful relief to be able to lean on another person. She closed her eyes, "I bet you're really questioning my Captain abilities now…"

"Shh…" he ordered, "please, just calm down."

Her body shuddered as she struggled to regulate her breathing. Suddenly an idea hit her. She pulled her head back from his shoulder to look him straight in the eye.

"Kiss me," she demanded softly.

"Wh-"

"Please," she whispered, "just kiss me. I want to think of something else..."

With out hesitation he captured her lips. In complete submission she opened her mouth for him, allowing his tongue free range to every crevice. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck pulling her closer to him. Her exposed breasts pressed against his warm chest. The slight friction from the caress caused her nipples to harden quickly in response. Softly he bit down on her bottom lip as one of his hands found its way to her chest. Reluctantly he pulled away.

"If I make you uncomfortable stop me," he told her.

"Make love to me Kenpachi," she begged, "I only want to think of you…"

He carefully helped her out of the shredded remains of her haori, throwing them to the floor beyond where the quilt had landed. Gently he leaned her back on to the bed, kissing her softly all the while. His thumb flicked over a hardened nipple resulting in a low moan from her lips. His mouth found her collar bone and scraped it with the slightest touch of teeth. "Kenpachi…" she sighed. Her mind began its uphill climb to ecstasy on the waves of passion. How could he make her feel this way? She'd only met him a few days ago…

"Shhh…" he whispered against her skin, "don't speak, just feel."

His mouth took in one of her beaded nipples, teasing it lightly. Her breath caught in her throat when his hand began to knead the back of her neck. She whimpered involuntarily and clutched his shoulder tightly. Oh god was he talented! Her eyes flew open as she realized his kiss were beginning a slow decent. She shuddered in joyous anticipation.

He paused at her naval, giving it a teasing love bite. She whined in pleasure. He smiled as he kissed the same spot. She was so…responsive. But it wasn't the same as some slut from a local bar; her responses were genuine and pure. She had no secret agenda. She didn't think of him as "Kenpachi Zaraki, Barbaric Leader of Division 11", to her he was simply Kenpachi. Or at least that is how he perceived it. Like Yachiru, Shizuko gave him a chance. Of course it was his own fault that everyone else feared him or was simply annoyed by him. She was different and he was dreading the day that she'd walk out.

His mouth found her dripping opening. She bit her lip in bliss. What more could she possibly ask for? He was so good to her and she'd found him to be such an ass when they first met. He actually cared, that was anything but what she was accustomed to. His tongue slide over her clit and she gave a quiet squeal. Fresh tear came to her eyes as realization hit her like a ton of bricks. She was falling in love…and fast. She was well aware that might be a problem.

"Kenpachi please…" she whined arching her back, "I-I need you…"

Somewhere in the long process he'd removed his own pants, giving his member room to breath. He began to kiss back up her body, stopping only to linger at the base of her jaw. She could feel his hardened length resting between her thighs. She could clearly feel her cum practically pouring from her warmth.

"Kenpachi," she sobbed.

He noticed the catch in her voice. His eyes met hers with a worried expression, "Shizuko, are you alright? I'll stop if-"

"No!" she said, "these aren't bad tears…I only…I'm so…I'm just happy.'

"I think I understand that," he said kissing her lightly.

"Please," she whispered, "I want you…"

He pushed his head in first. She moaned automatically. He entered a little more. She laid her head back. He gave a final small thrust and he was fully in. she groaned in elation. Lovingly she kissed his cheek as she tightened her grip around his neck.

"Look at me," he requested. She obliged. "That mark means shit here." He promised, "You're free. No one is going to so much as raise a hand towards you. I swear that to you." She smiled as his rhythm quickened.

"Thank you," she replied softly allowing him to sweep her into oblivion. They came simultaneously and he collapsed onto her. She still held to him tightly and had absolutely no intention of letting go…

Hopefully this chapter is a little less depressing!

And sorry it took me so long to update -_-" I've been pretty majorly distracted with school and my new job (oh dear lord, I hate real estate!!!) but hopefully I've got a few time-management kinks worked out and I can update faster now ^-^!

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