Chapter 10: Defiance
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"That's the last of them!" With a huge sigh, Shino leapt from the hollow's body as she landed on the ground. Brushing her bangs, she glared at her partner, Ryūnosuke.
"Yuki! What are you doing?" Her loud cry had Yuki clutching his ears as he steeled himself for the expected tirade.
"Why aren't you pursing the hollows? You need to be more assertive. You can't keep hiding in your shell."
"Someone needs to make sure you are okay Shino." The soft tone he used had Shino freezing as she clammed up. She knew Yuki cared about her safety and would put her above his own safety, but with the increase in hollow activity, he needed to be more aggressive and alert. Otherwise at any moment they could be struck down without even realizing what had occurred. Just the thought of being defeated by a hollow had Shino grimacing as she glanced at her partner.
"I know Yuki, it's just we need to be on our guard. The best defense is a strong offense. With the recent attacks as of late, it is better to annihilate them before they can attack…"
"Hehe…pay attention." A swift shadow appeared behind Shino as a large claw appeared. With a swift slash, Shino was sent flying as a splattering of blood decorated the night air.
"SHINO!" Yuki's eyes widened at the sight of his partner flying towards a tree. With lightning fast speed, he quickly caught her. Cradling Shino against him, Ryūnosuke drew his blade.
"Show yourself!"
An eerily laughter could be heard as the shadows began to disperse, revealing the gruesome, bull like hollow that had attacked Shino.
"So, you are the ones cutting down my comrades. I must say, I expected more!" With another lunge, the hollow swept at the two shinigami, his sharp claws itching to draw blood once more.
"Dammit. An adjuchas." Forced to retreat, Yuki side stepped the attack. Jumping back a few feet, he glanced at Shino. A pained expression contorted her features, but he could feel the steady lull of her heartbeat. Relieved that she was still alive, Ryūnosuke searched for a possible way to end the fight.
"Why not hand over the girl? Give her to me and I'll let you escape." The carnivorous gleam in the hollow's eyes had Yuki glaring at the monster.
"You will not lay a hand on her."
"Such bold words from a weak child. Tell me shinigami, do you even know how to wield your blade?" Gleefully, the adjuchas stalked towards Yuki. Raising his claw, he ripped the sword from Yuki's hand.
"Dammit!" Fear coursed through his veins. Frantically he looked for a possible escape route. The thicket of trees that surrounded him didn't bode well. If he could move towards an open field, maybe someone would be able to help them. Eyeing his blade and his partner, Yuki made his decision.
"Mm, looks like I will get two souls tonight."
"You have to find us first!" With that, Ryūnosuke flash stepped through the trees, forcing himself to quickly move the fight. Hopefully he would be able to return for his zanpakutō later, but Shino's safety was his priority.
"Che." Irritated at his prey's sudden desire to live, the adjuchas reached for the weapon he had left behind. A pity he had chosen the girl over his blade, but maybe it would be useful for him. Taking one last look at the direction the shinigami had fled, the adjuchas made his own choice.
"Maybe this will be useful to the master." Turning his back, the adjuchas chuckled as he melted into the shadows. He would make sure next time he saw the two brats, they wouldn't be able to escape.
"Ukitake-taichou!"
The cry of Ryūnosuke's voice had Jūshirō halting his writing. Pounding footsteps could be heard outside his corridor. Striding towards the screen door, he slid the fragile frame open. It wasn't long before the sight of Yuki appeared. Green eyes widened in shock as he saw the unconscious form of Shino in Ryūnosuke's arms. Rushing to greet them, Ukitake gestured for Yuki to lay Shino on the futon that was by the opening to the garden.
"What happened?" The captain zeroed in on the deep gash marring Shino's left side. The blood was sluggishly leaking out from the wound, indicating the clotting process had begun, but the pale pallor of the young girl worried Ukitake.
"We were taking care of the hollows in one of the parks in Karakura, but an adjuchas appeared and attacked Shino. I…I wasn't able to defeat it, and I left my sword behind."
A frown adorned Ukitake's lips as he glanced at Yuki. The sight of his shoulders shaking, and the unshed tears made him pity the boy.
"You did well in bringing her back. An adjuchas would be difficult for both of you to handle, especially after battling some gillians prior. You made the right decision."
Green eyes searched for any signs of a reprimanding from his taichou but when he found none, he relaxed. Focusing his attention on Shino, he asked, "Will she be okay?"
"She will be. I need you to bring one of the fourth division members to my corridors. They will need to check her vitals and heal her. Until then I will monitor her and clean the wound. Be quick."
"Hai." Ukitake watched as Yuki disappeared from his corridors. Taking a deep breath, the white hair male felt a small pang in his chest. Irritated at the surprised pain, he clutched the area. An inkling of fear filled him. Did his disease come back? The thought was unnerving, and caused the pain to worsen, but Ukitake forced himself to cast aside that thought. Sakura did her job, he was fine now.
"I'm fine." No one heard his decree, but it helped Ukitake focus on his task at hand. Shino needed medical attention. Any issues he may have with his body could be dealt with later.
"You have returned?" The calm voice echoed throughout the empty castle. Blood red eyes glanced at the adjuchas bowing before him.
"Hai. I have figured out why the gillians have been disappearing before they are able to evolve into adjuchas."
"Explain."
The bull hollow retrieved the weapon his opponent had left behind. Walking towards the vasto lorde, he placed the blade before him.
"A katana? Do you take me for a fool?" Contempt dripped from his words. Immediately the adjuchas could taste the anger that radiated from the man. Fearing for his life, he quickly explained himself.
"It belongs to a shinigami. They have been killing off the gillians you have sent to Karakura."
"Shinigami?" Intrigued, the individual gestured for the adjuchas to elaborate.
"Hai, death gods. They are sent to destroy any hollows that hunt other humans for souls. They are quite powerful, each one wielding a katana like the one before you."
Red eyes focused on the weapon. Already a plan began to form in his mind.
"Tell me what else you know about these shinigami."
"I only know they each have their own powers. Some are capable of combating adjuchas on their own while others are weaker. Depends on the shinigami, but I don't know much about them."
Irritated by the lack of information, the masked being reached for the blade. It was nothing special. Quite common, just like the one he used to wield when he was still human. Displeased he tossed the weapon aside.
"The blade is useless without its master. Where is the shinigami?"
The adjuchas flinched as he realized he would have to admit he was unable to kill the two nuisances.
"They escaped." In a flash he felt a claw wrapped around his throat. Struggling against the powerful grip he was forced to look into the being's eyes.
"You allowed them to live?" The hypnotically red eyes slowly began to shift into a purple hue as rings began to appear. A wave of fear had the hollow struggling for his freedom.
"I…thought…it… best…to...report...to…you…first." The being sneered at the hollow before releasing him. He watched in delighted glee as the adjuchas retched for the much-needed air. The sound of hacking did little to disturb the man.
"Bring me the shinigami you failed to kill. If you fail, your life will replace the one you were unable to take. Am I clear?"
The being was pleased by the ease in which he was able to manipulate the adjuchas. With a wave of his hand he dismissed the hollow. They were easy beings to control, since they chose to serve those who were stronger, but it took too much time for a gillian to transform into a adjuchas. With these shinigami interfering, his plan for revenge would be delayed.
Anger filled him at the thought of losing his chance at vengeance. He would be damned if he allowed anyone to hinder his plans. Already he had been thwarted before, but this time he will not be stopped. The glinting blade caught his eye. It was useless without it's wielder, but maybe if he was able to control the wielder…
A wicked gleam glinted in his eyes. His plan didn't necessarily need to depend on hollows. No, maybe the shinigami would be more than willing to assist him. If not, he was sure he could persuade them otherwise. Elated by the thought, the sound of his laughter filled the room. For his plan to succeed he would first need to test their ability. If the damn hollow was unable to return with the shinigami, he would go to Karakura himself.
"Yes, it will all work in my favor." Pleased by his new course of action, he strode towards the entrance of his domain. The burning hunger was slowly overwhelming him. Allowing the primal need to fill him, he quickly disappeared. The hunt would be a nice distraction until the hollow's return.
Yuki was panting as he stopped in front of the fourth division's barracks. The traditional black characters that identified the division were hidden under the roof's arch, but everyone recognized the slanting eaves that created the focal point of the Sōgō Kyūgo Tsumesho. Anyone who needed medical assistance were directed to the division since it also housed the coordinated relief station. It made sense why it was large and overwhelming at times.
Although kidō was the main technique used to heal shinigami, the stench of antiseptics filled the air, for Unohana had always believed kidō should be reserved for fatal wounds, leaving more miniscule and superficial injuries to natural healing. Hence the sterile environment that was reminiscent of the hospitals in the human world.
It was a little daunting. Just the thought of even encountering any blood made Yuki apprehensive, but he steeled himself. Shino needed assistance right away and he couldn't let his fear of blood stop him. With quick steps, he entered the division. The smell of antiseptic was stronger, but he continued his trek down the hallway.
"Isane-san?" The sound of the lieutenant's name echoed down the hall. It wasn't long before someone responded.
"She is out tending to a patient that was injured. Who are you?" A tall, blonde hair male appeared before Yuki. His slick back hair and glasses reminded Yuki about one of the members he had heard about a while back. One of the fourth division members broke the rule of going to the human world and was punished, but Unohana had stepped in on his behalf. If he remembered the man's name, it was…
"Yasochika Iemura!"
A glint reflected off the man's glasses as a smile twisted his lips.
"Oh? You have heard of me?" Almost immediately, he reached for a book that Yuki didn't notice earlier. With a speed that rivaled Ukitake-san when he was inspired, Iemura scribbled down a few words before glancing at the shinigami.
"How do you know me? Is it from my good looks or have you heard about me from the ladies?"
Poising with his pen, Yuki shrunk back at the eagerness that radiated from the man. Not knowing how to respond, Yuki stuttered, "Umm…"
"He probably knows you are the one that broke the rule of going to the human world." Another male voice appeared behind the two. An irritated expression appeared on Iemura as he glared the other man.
"No one asked you, Harunobu." Almost instinctually, Iemura reached for his zanpakutō as the slightly shorter shinigami appeared beside him. An easy smile danced on his lips as he playfully rolled his brown eyes at Iemura's threat. Running a hand through his brown locks he glanced at the shinigami who was watching them.
"You must be Ryūnosuke Yuki, from the thirteenth division. What are you doing here? Are you injured?"
Yuki watched as the man named Harunobu switched to medic mode. He could feel the man's sharp gaze as he scanned him for any signs of an injury.
"No, but I need someone to return with me to the thirteenth division. One of my teammates was injured on the field."
Harunobu reached for his medical kit, already checking to make sure he had the necessary items for his task at hand.
"What happened? Why didn't you bring your teammate here?"
"I... I panicked. I went to Ukitake-taichou and left her there, so he could check on her. He told me to ask one of the fourth division members to assist him." The defeated expression that Yuki bore had Harunobu relaxing, for he could understand that panic that would cloud an individual's mind during the heat of the moment. Moving to leave with Yuki, he was surprised when Iemura stopped him.
"No. " His single decree had Harunobu staring at the man with shock.
"What do you mean no?"
"We will not be assisting Ukitake-taichou. If he needs assistance, tell him to summon the new captain of the fourth division. She is the expert." The scorn that dripped from his words had Harunobu wrenching his grip from Iemura.
"Are you serious Iemura?! There is someone injured that needs our assistance. We can't turn away a patient."
"Ukitake-taichou knew about the new captain and obviously has faith in her abilities. She should be the one to do it. After all, the captains had no problem making their own decisions behind our backs. Why do they need our assistance now?"
"You are being petty Iemura! Unohana would never turn an injured person away. You are disgracing her legacy!"
"I am protecting it! So easily they have replaced Unohana and they disregarded Isane-sama for the position. Choosing to promote a no name shinigami."
Harunobu stepped back from Iemura, surprised by the amount of hatred that the man was displaying. Shaking his head, he turned to Yuki.
"Ignore him. I will go with you." Yuki merely nodded his head, too surprised by the argument to even formulate a decent response. Just as Harunobu proceeded to leave, Iemura stopped him once more.
"As third seat of the fourth division, I forbid you from assisting the thirteenth division. If you choose to go against my order, you will be stripped of your position. Am I clear?" The no nonsense tone that Iemura used had Harunobu glaring at him.
"You are a damn fool Iemura."
"I will not repeat myself, Ogidō."
Frustrated by his current position, Harunobu turned towards Yuki. Gritting his teeth, he bowed his head.
"I'm sorry."
Pleased by Ogidō's compliance. Iemura addressed the shinigami.
"Tell Ukitake-taichou we will not be able to assist him. If he needs anything, he should request our taichou to aid him."
Not even sparing Yuki another glance, Iemura turned away, leaving behind a sympathetic Harunobu who proceeded to follow suit.
Left alone in the now empty fourth division quarters, Yuki glared at their retreating figures. Turning away from them, he quickly flash stepped back to the thirteenth division, ready to report the news and find out who the new captain was and why she was already hated among the fourth division members.
Ukitake was appalled at what Yuki had told him. He could see the boy's anger and frustration radiating off him. The entire situation was horrifyingly frustrating. To know the fourth division held this much contempt for the captains' decision worried him, for they were risking a possible disbandment of the fourth division. Not to mention, it had only been a day since the fight with Zaraki. Ukitake would rather allow Sakura to rest until she was sent out to Karakura, but…
His green eyes focused on Shino. Even though he had managed to take care of her wound, she still hasn't woken up. Irritated, Ukitake rose from his place beside Shino. Walking pass Yuki, he briefly clasped his hand on the boy's shoulder.
"Don't worry. I will go fetch the new captain. Watch over her until I return." Releasing his hold on the boy, Ukitake moved to leave but Yuki's voice stopped him.
"Why do they hate their captain? So much so that they refuse to help Shino?"
A pained expression crossed Ukitake's features as he closed his eyes before preparing his response.
"They are still mourning Unohana's death and they had believed Isane-san was the next in line to be captain. It is misplaced anger that will be dealt with accordingly."
"Will their new captain help Shino?"
A small chuckle escaped Ukitake as he glanced at the boy's inquisitive gaze.
"Of course. It would be much more difficult to stop her from helping Shino. Do not concern yourself with the fourth division's behavior. I'll be back."
"Hai. Thank you, Ukitake-taichou."
A small smile appeared on the captain's lips as he disappeared. Within minutes, Ukitake was in front of the sixth division's corridors. Entering the barracks, he strode towards Byakuya's office.
"Ukitake-san."
Not surprised by Byakuya's presence behind him. Ukitake halted his step as he smiled at the sixth division's captain.
"Byakuya-san. You saved me the trouble of looking for you. I need Sakura's assistance…"
"No." Not even bothering to listen to Ukitake's request, Byakuya moved passed the man as he walked towards his office. He could hear Jūshirō following him.
"But Byakuya, one of my members were injured and they need medical assistance."
"One of the fourth division members should be able to assist you. Haruno-san needs to rest before we depart for Karakura tomorrow."
His strict tone left no room for negotiating as the two entered his office. Passing by Renji's desk, Ukitake smiled at the lieutenant who bowed in respect.
"Ukitake-taichou, taichou, there is something you need to…" Renji's feeble attempt to warn Byakuya was interrupted by Jūshirō's response.
"They refused." Byakuya froze as he glanced at Ukitake. Surprise was evident in his gray eyes. Immediately his eyes narrowed as he asked, "Why?"
"It seems there is a lot of contempt in the manner which the fourth division captain was chosen." Ukitake's grim tone and hidden weariness made Byakuya uneasy. Although he was shocked at the fourth division's defiance, to go so far as refusing to heal another member of the Gotei 13 was almost treasonous.
Looking at his lieutenant who was just as surprised from what he had overheard, Byakuya strode towards his office. Sliding the screen open, his grey eyes widened at the sight of the new fourth division taichou, sleeping in his office. She was seated in his chair, her head resting on his desk. The sight was endearing almost, but she should've been in her room resting.
"Abarai."
Renji flinched at the sound of his name. Walking up behind his taichou, he was surprised at the sight of Sakura fast asleep. He recalled her storming in earlier, demanding to see his demon of a captain. It was an appropriate nickname.
When he told her, he was out finishing up some tasks, Sakura had asked if she could wait for him, and seeing no harm, Renji told her to wait in Byakuya's office. Seeing how his taichou was thoroughly annoyed, maybe it wasn't the best idea.
"Hai."
"Why is Haruno-san in my office."
Sheepishly, Renji scratched the back of his head as he replied, "She was looking for you earlier, saying she needed to speak with you. I told her you were out, and she asked if it was alright to wait for you. So, I said yes."
Aiming a glare at his lieutenant, his anger was minutely appeased at the slight flinch. Irritated he walked towards his desk. With a gentle manner that surprised Renji but delighted Ukitake, Byakuya knelt beside Sakura, brushing aside her hair, he softly called her name.
"Haruno" The pink haired woman stirred before muttering a few words and drifting back asleep.
"Haruno…" This time Byakuya's voice was stricter and it had the desired effect. Sleep dazed eyes focused on the black-haired man as the fourth division captain slowly woke. With a feline grace, she rubbed her eyes before stretching. Brushing aside her hair, she glared at the man as she recalled why she was here.
"Kuchiki. I've been waiting for you." The glare she directed towards him did little to faze him. Ignoring her comment, he asked, "Why aren't you resting in your room? Unless you prefer my desk?"
The comment although dry in its delivery, was teasing in nature, surprising Ukitake and Renji since it contradicted Byakuya's usually serious nature.
For Sakura, it had the opposite effect. She could feel a heated blush fill her cheeks. She glared harder at the man.
"I don't need to rest. I have work to do and confining me to bed rest is preventing me from doing so."
"Your inability to properly look after yourself resulted in the need to restrict you from leaving your bed."
"I already told you I was fine."
"Yet, you are here sleeping on my desk. Doesn't that indicate you still need to rest?"
"I was just bored waiting for you! I demand you to allow me to continue my work. I want to visit the fourth division before we depart for Karakura Town."
The mention of the fourth division silenced Byakuya who looked at Ukitake. Following his gaze, Sakura was surprised she didn't notice the red hair man and Ukitake standing in the doorway.
"Ukitake-san. What are you doing here?" Her curiosity was evident in her tone. The thirteenth division captain merely smiled as he approached the girl.
"I wanted to see if you are well enough to fulfill a request."
"Yes."
"No."
Sakura glared at Byakuya who had answered. Although Ukitake was quite amused by the way the two of them were interacting, he had an urgent manner he needed to attend to.
"What is it Ukitake-san? Are you alright?"
"Hai, although one of my comrades has been injured and I was wondering if you could take a look at her."
Immediately an analytical gleam appeared in her eyes. Rising from the desk, she asked, "What happened?"
"She was attacked by a hollow. Although I was able to staunch the blood flow and clean the wound, she still hasn't awoken." Sakura could see the worry in the man's eyes. Nodding her head, she moved to leave but she was surprised when Byakuya blocked the doorway.
"You are not telling her everything." The simple comment had Ukitake focusing his attention on Byakuya. A frown appeared on his lips as the two engaged in a silent conversation.
"What do you mean?" Sakura watched the two, confused and irritated that Byakuya was stopping her from tending to her patient.
"I sought aid from the other fourth division members. They refused."
Silence settled in the room as Ukitake's words sunk in. A slow anger began to burn in Sakura as she asked, "What was their reasoning?"
"They said I should ask their new captain for help since you are an expert and as one of the captains who agreed to your promotion, they believe I do not require their help since they were not included in the decision making of who would be Unohana's replacement."
Clenching her fists, Sakura glared at the wall. Her anger threatened her to cloud her reasoning, but she had someone who needed to be tended to. Reigning in her fury, she strode towards the door.
"Take me to the patient. I will take care of them first and then I would like to speak with the one who spoke to the fourth division members. I will deal with the fourth division later."
"Haruno…" Byakuya's warning tone was accompanied by a glare that was matched by Sakura's own.
"Don't you ever dare stop me from helping an injured person. I am well enough to perform a simple healing session. Besides, it is apparent I need to address the fourth division as soon as possible. Karakura will have to wait. I will not allow a division dedicated to healing, turn away patients due to petty anger."
"What will you do?"
Sakura merely glanced at Ukitake. A cold anger burned in her gaze.
"I will remove any members that refuse to follow me. Even if it means kicking out all of the original members, I will rebuild the fourth division from the ground up if I have to. Anyone who is able to turn away an injured person is unfit to be a medic."
The three men looked on, one with respect while the other two with grim surprise but understanding. Seeing how Byakuya would not be able to stop her, he moved out of the way.
"Thank you." In an instant she was gone, leaving the three males behind.
"Abarai, return to your desk. I have matters to discuss with Ukitake-san."
"Hai." The red-haired male scurried off leaving the two captains behind. With a deft ease, Byakuya slid the screen door shut. Gesturing for the elder male to sit, Byakuya eased into his seat. The lingering scent of jasmine and sandalwood surrounded him, immediately calling forth the image of the slumbering female, but he quickly cast it aside. Facing the captain, he asked, "What do you propose?"
Ukitake sighed as he glanced at the man. Rubbing his eyes, he responded, "We should let Sakura deal with the fourth division members on her own, although I think it is best to have someone there with her when she does so. I fear if it gets too…rowdy, it is possible she may get injured if some of the members choose to draw their blade."
"She is not at her best, but it is apparent we have underestimated how much anger our decision has created. "
"True. Shunsui needs to be made aware of the current situation. If anything, it may be necessary to have Shunsui be there when Sakura addresses the fourth division members." Ukitake pondered over how he would inform his friend of the fourth division's defiance, but he was surprised when he saw Byakuya shaking his head.
"No, that will just reinforce the belief that we are forcing a captain on them. They already are angered by the notion that they were not included in the decision-making process."
"We cannot allow her to address the members by herself."
Byakuya briefly slide his eyes shut, before replying, "It is the best course of action. If she is able to stand before them on her own, she is showing them she will not back down. It is her division to command. We already did out part, the rest is up to her."
"You surprise me Byakuya. From how you were acting earlier, I expected you to be more concerned about her safety."
The black-haired man remained silent, choosing to ignore Ukitake's words.
"I will have Abarai go with Haruno-san after she is done healing your comrade. If that is all, I have matters to tend to."
Sensing the man's discomfort with the topic, Ukitake acquiesced his head before turning to leave. Pausing at the doorway, he glanced at the man.
"Byakuya…Sakura isn't Hisana-san."
Grey eyes glared at the man. Unwilling to anger him further, Ukitake left, intent on ensuring the wellbeing of his team member.
"Abarai."
"Taichou?" Renji's voice traveled from his office into Byakuya's room.
"After you complete your paperwork, head over to the thirteenth division and assist Haruno-san. If at any moment you feel like she is ready to collapse or if any of the members might threaten her, you can take the proper course of action. I want her returned unharmed. Is that clear?"
"Hai." The threat was hidden beneath his words but Renji was confident he would have no problem doing as he was told. Besides, even if the fourth division attempted anything, he wouldn't have to do much to put them in their place.
"Dismissed." Pleased with his orders, Byakuya focused his attention on the paperwork that was neatly organized. Intrigued, he glanced at the different stacks, each one separated by matter of importance.
Haruno.
She must have organized his work while waiting for him to return. A small feeling of gratitude welled within him. However, it was tainted by Ukitake's words.
"She isn't Hisana."
Was he really being that affectionate with her? It was inevitable, after all he had spent a lot of time helping Hisana when she was ill. A sharp pang echoed in his chest. He must have seen Hisana in her, that's why he acted the way he did. A frown tugged at his lips as he reached for his drawer. Gently he withdrew the small photo he had hidden away. Grey eyes traced the familiar features of his late wife. The small smile that twisted her lips and mirrored his own. He briefly tried to recall the feelings of happiness but there was nothing. Save for the bitter taste of anger and sadness that never left him since her death. Silently he put the picture away.
He would make sure he didn't mistake Hisana for Sakura. After all, only one of them held his heart, and she took it with her the moment she passed away. Brushing away past memories, he focused on his work, once again finding solace in paperwork.
With steady steps, Sakura walked towards the familiar screen doors that indicated the thirteenth division's corridors. She could recall the layout from the last time she was here. Images of the healing that occurred flashed in her mind. Although she did not know the extent of this patient's injury, she felt it was unlikely she would have to do a repeat performance of Ukitake's procedure.
Already formulating the possible injuries that may have occurred and possible healing techniques, she didn't notice the sound of the silk doors sliding open, revealing a disheveled boy.
"Who are you?"
Green eyes narrowed in suspicion. Raising her hands in a sign of peace, she calmly replied, "Haruno Sakura. I'm the captain of the fourth division. Ukitake-san said you needed my help?"
Relief washed away the suspicion as the young man slid the door open, revealing the unconscious girl resting on a futon. Focusing her attention on the female, Sakura entered the room. Her eyes scanned the girl's form for any signs of immediate danger. The sight of white bandages peeking out from the girl's clothing had her worried. Upon further examination, Sakura was pleased by Ukitake's first aid treatment, although there were small red spots beginning to form. The wound wasn't healing fast enough and the amount of blood she lost was probably the main reason for her pallor. It was a simple healing. All she really had to do was stimulate the healing process for the wound and let the girl's body rest and regenerate.
With that in mind, she gently began to remove the bandages. With each strip of fabric falling away, the gash was revealed. Furrowing her brow, she examined the jagged markings surrounding the wound, searching for any possible sign of infection. Save for the slight redness encompassing the injury, the girl would be fine. However, Sakura would need to create some anti-inflammation medication for the girl. Summoning her chakra, she slowly began to knit the cells together, stimulating growth and clotting.
"What are you doing?"
She could hear the panic in the man's voice. Not deterring herself from the task at hand, she said, "My job."
Minutes passed as she steadily wove the new skin. Although it wasn't deep, it was long, but Sakura was sure it wouldn't leave a scar. It wasn't long until the skin was freshly healed. Save for the bright red hue, there wasn't any indication of a gash at all.
Yuki watched with wide eyes as the fear that had encompassed him earlier released its tight hold. Collapsing to the floor he muttered, "Thank you."
Turning her attention to the prostrated form of the boy she smiled in response.
"Of course. It is my duty. Just let her rest and I'll give you some herbs to help with the inflammation. She should wake up in a day. "
Nodding his head, Yuki finally allowed himself to examine the new fourth division captain. This was the woman that everyone hated, to the point of refusing aid. A part of him was skeptical that the woman would help Shino, however the minute she appeared, there was no hesitation from the girl. She barely paid him any mind, her attention occupied by his friend. He couldn't help but smile, Ukitake-taichou was right. She was a dedicated healer.
"Thank you again."
"Enough with the thanking and please stand up. I didn't get your name."
"Ryūnosuke Yuki. That's Shino." Briefly his eyes flickered back to the girl. Sakura watched as a wave of relief and admiration filled his gaze. Smiling softly to herself, she couldn't help but be reminded of Hinata and the countless glances she would direct towards the dense blonde. Lost in her thoughts she didn't notice the sound of footsteps approaching the office. The screen door smoothly slid open to reveal Ukitake and Renji. Arching a brow at the Kuchiki's lieutenant she aimed an inquisitive gaze towards the thirteenth division captain.
"Ano…how is Shino-san?" The attempt to avoid the question wasn't lost on her. A small frown appeared but she easily replied.
"She will be fine. I have healed the wound and save for the swelling she will survive. I will drop off herbs later after I finish my other errand. Let her rest, Ukitake-san."
A grin twisted his lips as he bowed his head in thanks. Once again, she had rescued him. Just as he was about to rise from his position, he felt a sharp pang in his chest. A soft rush of air escaped him as he straightened himself. Forcing a smile, he was just about to address Sakura, when he saw a sharp glare directed towards him.
"Are you alright?" Her eyes held a silent threat that promised retribution if he tried to lie to her.
"It's just a sharp pain that will pass. Nothing to worry about." He tried to reassure her with a smile, but her glare only intensified, before smoothing out into a sweet smile.
"Seeing as how I am a medic, I believe I should be the one to determine your well-being…ne?" The falsely sweet tone she used dripped with sarcasm as Ukitake resigned himself to his fate. Unwilling to prolong the inevitable he eased himself into a sitting position before her.
Pleased by his submission, Sakura called forth her chakra. Focusing her attention on Ukitake, she conjured up an image of his lungs. Intricately, she examined the organ, searching for any signs of damage that she may have overlooked. Worry filled her as she slowly went over the lungs once again. Did she miss something? Or maybe she was unable to eradicate the disease. Her insecurities were weighing down on her. If she wasn't able to fulfill her promise to Ukitake, she would feel like a cad. After all, she had promised he would be healed.
"Don't doubt yourself. You are one of the most skilled pupils I have had. Besides, I am your shishou. If you doubt yourself, you are doubting my abilities to train you."
Tsunade's words rang in her mind. No, she was more than capable of healing Ukitake. If she had missed anything, then she would be able to remedy it immediately. But if she allowed her insecurities to fracture her trust in her abilities, she would be no better than the fourth division members that had denied assistance to a patient. Taking a deep breath, Sakura relaxed as she searched the span of tissue. Just as she was about to withdraw from her examination, a flash of angry red caught her eye. Zeroing in on the area, she was surprised to see one of the cartilages that connects the upper rib and breastbone was swollen. Minutely relieved that it wasn't his illness coming back, Sakura sent a small wave of healing chakra to the wounded area. Pleased that it wasn't as swollen, she withdrew from Ukitake.
Anxiety filled Ukitake as he watched the frown deepen. He was worried that the disease had returned, and he had prepared himself for the inevitable. However, a small part of him, the dangerous part, wished it was nothing. It wasn't until he felt a wave of cooling chakra that the tightness in his chest and sharp pang eased. Surprised he looked into a pair of bright green eyes.
"Does this hurt?" As if to demonstrate, Sakura placed her hand in the middle of his chest. Applying a small amount of pressure, he felt the pain intensify.
She must have heard his intake of breath for she quickly withdrew. The pain eased once more, but Ukitake couldn't help but rub the area where Sakura had placed her palm.
"I take it as a yes. Have you been resting Ukitake-san?"
A cold sweat appeared on the back of his neck as he automatically smiled at the girl.
"Well, I have been busy…"
Holding up her hand, Sakura stopped Ukitake's halfhearted explanation. Too used to Kakashi's attempts to create an excuse, she felt it was best to spare him the torture of coming up with a decent answer.
"Never mind. The pain isn't from your illness. It was just an inflammation of one of the cartilages located in your breastbone. With rest it should heal, but if you continue to overexert yourself without giving your body a chance to heal properly, the pain will continue. Please rest, Ukitake-san."
The plea was simply answered with a smile, although Ukitake was more than overjoyed at the diagnosis. If the pain wasn't a sign of his illness coming back, he would be more than willing to rest.
Sakura smiled at the happiness that radiated off of Ukitake. The tension that she had noticed in his shoulders relaxed. He must have been just as worry as she was. Happy that it wasn't anything serious, she focused her attention on Yuki who merely looked on with mild interest.
"Yuki-san, were you the one who went to the fourth division?"
The sudden tension that caused his form to straighten was her answer. Steeling herself, she asked, "What did they tell you exactly?"
Yuki briefly glanced at Ukitake as he waited for the okay from his captain to reveal what had occurred earlier. When he saw the simple the nod, he proceeded to retell his tale.
He didn't omit anything. The expression on Sakura's face grew darker as he repeated the words one of the members had told him. By the end of the tale, he had expected to see a look of outright anger from the woman, but he was surprised by lack of emotion and response from the girl.
Minutes ticked by as Yuki's words sunk in. Displeased was one of the words to describe how Sakura felt. Rising from her position, she bowed before Yuki, surprising everyone in the room.
"As captain of the fourth division, I would like to apologize for my members' behavior. I will deal with them accordingly."
Shocked by the formal apology, Yuki scrambled as he said, "No…no…don't worry about it. I mean…you are their captain…and all…but it was them…not you."
"They are my members and my responsibility. Please, forgive my division's impertinent actions."
Seeing how Yuki was at a loss for words, Ukitake stepped in. Knowing that Sakura would continue to apologize if it wasn't dealt with at once, he said, "As captain of the thirteenth division, we formally accept your apologies. Please rise."
Doing as she was told Sakura stood before them. "Thank you. I believe it is time for me to leave. I would like to speak with Iemura-san."
Her serious tone didn't surprise anyone, but Ukitake stopped her before she could leave.
"If you feel threatened or dizzy at any time, Abarai-san will take you back to the sixth division." As if to prove his point, Renji stepped beside Sakura. Bowing his head, he explained.
"Byakuya-taichou has ordered me to assist you with the fourth division. If they become too rowdy." His hand hovered over his blade, attracting Sakura's attention. Displeased that Byakuya had assigned a bodyguard of sorts, she merely glared at Renji, causing the man to flinch.
"I will speak with the Kuchiki later. Let's head out. Rest well, Ukitake-san. Yuki-san." With a final bow, she quickly disappeared. Surprised by her speed, Renji moved to follow.
"Abarai...please take care of her." The serious request had Renji pausing. Glancing at the captain, he merely nodded his head before vanishing.
"Will she be alright?" The timid question wasn't loss on Ukitake. Smiling at Yuki, he merely replied, "Yes." Although a part of him worried that the fourth division wouldn't be the same after today.
The sound of fists colliding echoed throughout the corridors as the two figures retreated from one another. Blood dripped down the other man's lips as he glared at his comrade.
"What the hell is wrong with you Iemura?"
Said man was silent as he adjusted his cracked glasses. Although he was able to land a hit on Harunobu, the man had returned his attack two-fold. He could feel pain swelling in his left leg. He had a feeling the bone may have been fractured or at least sprained, but it did nothing to stop the anger. Ever since Yuki had left, the two had engaged in a heated argument that spiraled into a spar.
"I can ask you the same. Attacking a higher-ranking member. Are you asking to be stripped of your status, Harunobu?"
"Don't start throwing your rank at me. You did it earlier and I acquiesced, but you are a bloody fool. You betrayed your oath as a healer all for the sake of your anger? You are a disgrace to the fourth division!"
With an angered cry, Iemura unsheathe his blade. Raising his sword, he moved to attack Harunobu.
"I'm sick of your constant defiance of authority!"
Brown eyes widened as Harunobu quickly reached for his blade. The sound of steel clashing rang throughout the corridors, drawing the attention of the other members. A wave of onlookers surrounded them as they watched in horror at the sight of two of their members fighting.
Cheering could be heard as the two medics dueled. The cries alerted Isane who was stepping over the threshold. Her eyes widened at the crowd gathered in the hallway. The sound of blades clashing had her running to join the fray.
"What's going?"
One of the members noticed Isane and quickly bowed in a sign of respect. Moving out of the wave, he gave his lieutenant a perfect view of the ongoing fight. Shocked by the scene, she yelled, "Both of you, stop it!"
Her cry did little to perturb the two as they continued to fight. Iemura was attacking, forcing Harunobu to go on to the defensive. Reaching for her own blade, Isane moved to enter the battle.
"I told you to stop."
Withdrawing her own blade, she charged into the middle of Iemura's attack. Iemura didn't notice until the last minute that his lieutenant was running towards his assault. Trying to stop his attack, he watched in horror as he saw Isane realize the severity of her actions. Unwilling to witness his own blade injuring the woman he respected, he swiftly shut his eyes.
"ENOUGH!" With a loud clash that caused sparks to fly, Iemura's eyes flew open as he felt his blade fly out of his hand. Shocked at what happened, he was greeted by a pair of bright green orbs that were blazing with anger.
"Stand down. NOW!" The order was barked at Iemura but addressed to every member of the fourth division. A deafening silence filled the corridor as all eyes were focused on their new captain.
Sakura glared at Iemura before slowly turning her gaze towards every one of the members that had stood by, encouraging the fight. Her eyes landed on Isane who was shocked by everything that had occurred.
"Are you alright?" The serious tone seemed to break Isane from her trance as she realized how close she was at dying. She numbly nodded her head as she returned her own blade to its sheath against her hip.
Sakura scanned the female for any signs of injury but save for shock, she was fine. Focusing her attention on the other man behind her, she noticed the bloody lip. It would bruise unless it was taken care of immediately, but he appeared to be alright. Angered by the entire careless behavior of her division, she returned her attention to the blonde-haired male that had almost killed her lieutenant.
"What is your name?"
Iemura stared at the girl in surprise, before grimacing. He knew she was their new captain, but he refused to acknowledge her. Unwilling to answer he merely turned his head away, choosing silence in favor of responding.
"Iemura!"
The outraged cry of Harunobu only irritated him as Iemura continued to ignore their captain.
"Oh? Iemura is it?" The deadly tone caused a shiver of fear to trickle down his spine. But he would be damned if he let the girl see it. It wasn't until he felt a sharp blade poised at his neck was he forced to face his captain.
"Your defiance is amazingly stupid. Not only have you disrespected me, but you have turned away an injured person in need. Tell me, is your anger worth another's life?!" With surprising strength, Sakura shoved the man to the ground. The fall had Iemura crying out in pain as his leg hit the pavement. Reaching for his leg, he let out another tortured cry as he felt a new wave of pain assault him.
"Surprising that you are able to feel pain, yet you felt nothing for the girl. Tell me what kind of healer dares turn away another patient?" The pressure intensified, as the sound of bone cracking resonated in the corridor. All the members looked on in horror as they watched their new captain break Iemura's leg.
Angered by the display, and hoping to help her teammate, Isane moved towards Sakura.
"Sakura-san. I will not have you tormenting the members. I don't care if you are captain or not. Violence is not the answer."
She was proud of herself for being able to say the words without stuttering, but the indifferent glare that Sakura directed at her, had her stepping back.
"Isane-san, you may be the lieutenant, but I am still your captain. I left the fourth division in your hands, and what have I come to find? An injured person being turned away due to petty anger? The thirteenth division captain, disrespected, and a battle within the fourth division ranks. Not to mention you were almost killed for your brash actions. Now tell me, Isane, as captain of this division, I believe punishment is necessary, no?"
Her cold words silenced Isane as she bowed her head in defeat. She couldn't deny what Sakura had said. She wasn't aware of Iemura turning away a patient. Even Unohana-san would've been angered by the defiance. They were medics. They saved anyone and everyone, no matter who they may be. Biting her lip, Isane merely nodded her head before watching Sakura's next move.
Feeling as if the man had suffered enough she released him. Almost immediately he moved to cradle his injury. Feebly he tried to heal it, but he was too drained and in too much pain to do much more than make it worse.
"Just as you were able to walk away from the injured comrade, I will do the same. I'll warn you all now. Any attempts to heal Iemura and you will immediately be removed from the fourth division. Am I clear?"
The authoritative tone had everyone nodding their head in compliance. Although, Iemura's pained cry filled the room, causing everyone to flinch.
"You bitch! How else do you expect me to work as a member?"
"I don't need anyone that allows their emotions to cloud their abilities in assisting others."
"Then why am I still part of the fourth division?!"
"I gave you the choice to leave the day I was made captain. The door is still open…to anyone who is unsatisfied."
A few members shifted, as they were put off by the display. Immediately some moved to leave, while the rest stayed behind. They were still weary, but they couldn't deny that Iemura was in the wrong. Silence settled amongst them as they looked towards their new captain.
Sakura was surprised that more of the members didn't leave. Although she was minutely relieved, a part of her knew if she didn't find a way to earn their trust and respect, more would follow suit.
"I will ask you again Iemura, do you want to stay, or do you want to leave?"
Iemura looked at the woman before him. A part of him did feel guilty about his prior actions, but he wasn't ready to allow her to be his captain.
His indecision wasn't lost on Sakura, although she knew he would be damned before he would admit to staying, especially after that display. Deciding it the best course of action, she made the decision for him.
"Iemura, I hereby strip you of your rank and status as a fourth division member. Your actions have dishonored the fourth division and contradicted everything a healer stands for. Abarai-san will take you to your corridors to rest until you are able to leave. "
Iemura was shocked by her decree, but it was the best course of action right now. Nodding his head, he grudgingly agreed. He looked up to see the sixth division lieutenant standing before him. Assisting him to a standing position, he cringed at the shooting pain in his leg, but merely bite his lip in order to prevent him from crying out. Steeling himself, he began to slowly walk towards his room, allowing the lieutenant to be his crutch. The pair made their way down the hall, as the remaining members of the fourth division parted ways for them.
Sakura waited until the duo disappeared before addressing the rest of the division.
"Tomorrow, one of you may heal Iemura. Until then, I want everyone to return to their rooms. We will convene tomorrow where any discrepancies will be dealt with right away. You are dismissed."
Just as the other division members began to file out, Isane and Harunobu stood behind. The two glanced at each other before facing their new captain. A pink brow arched at the two as she waited for them to speak.
"Why are you letting us heal him? You are confusing the members with your contradictory words."
Sakura merely examined the two before she replied. "I made that decree to see who would still defy me. If anyone did assist Iemura they would be kicked out. However, when no one came forth, I presented them another option, to leave of their own free will. I gave them two chances, and the second time, some did leave. I will not force anyone to stay in this division. The door is always open for those to leave…and for those who wish to return. Regarding healing Iemura, he needs to understand the severity of his actions earlier today. Although I am a bitch as he stated, I am still a healer. Giving him a day to deal with the pain is punishment enough. I will tell you both this…I will be a strict captain and not all my actions may seem correct, but there will always be a reason for them. You just have to look underneath the underneath."
Just as she finished her speech, Renji reappeared. A little pleased that he was here, Sakura could feel a wave of fatigue hit her. It was time to return before she collapsed again and this time, the Kuchiki might lock her away. Shaking her head at the thought, she gestured at Renji to leave. As the two figures moved to leave, the sound of Isane's voice traveled down the hallway.
"Arigato."