Psychic Chick

Part One: Becoming a Shinigami

Chapter Twenty One: The Garden

Main POV

"Come on you two," I heard as the room was suddenly flooded with light. The sliding doors on the outer wall of my room, separating my bedroom with the outer corridor and the Kuchiki gardens had been opened and I was dying in the new light. "Up you get, you'll sleep away the entire day."

"Good," was my response as I tried to shield myself from the sunlight.

"Come on Tina-chan, don't you want to get up and eat some breakfast? Say goodbye to your wonderful, caring father who loves you so?"

"Isn't it a bit soon for him to love me?" I responded, sitting up.

"You just have that effect on people, Tina, you're like me," Rangiku replied simply. "Now come on, get up before you sleep away your whole life."

Renji sat up beside me and I looked at the clock, it was barely 8am and I scowled. Renji saw my face and chuckled, kissing my forehead and then getting out from underneath the covers to dress himself in his shinigami garb.

"You make sure she get's up, Renji-kun," Rangiku pointed at me and then left the room. I poked my tongue out at the door as she closed it behind her and then climbed out of bed. I pulled on a simple pair of jeans and a grey printed t-shirt, padding out of the room in bear feet. Renji followed along behind me in his weird toe sock things people wore with sandals. See, in the western world, it was a big internet meme and fashion no-no to wear socks and sandals. How the world has changed.

When I got the kitchen I found Byakuya perched on the kitchen counter, all snuggled up to Rangiku as she cooked next to him. She'd stop every now and then to give him a peck on the cheek and he'd brush her hair behind her ear. It was so strange, seeing someone who publicly was so frigid and cold be so warm and loving behind closed doors. But I guess we never really knew what lay behind them, the doors I mean.

Renji put an arm around me and I leaned against his chest, enjoying the warmth radiating off of him. If only all mornings could be this relaxed and simple.

Once breakfast was made we all sat down at the table, peacefully enjoying each others company without the need for meaningless chatter. I held Renji's hand under the table and looked across to see Rangiku and my, well, Byakuya doing the same. It was cute and I'm glad she's with someone that makes her so happy. She's been kind to me since I met her and she's the same kind and genuine person with everyone. She deserves him.

Whether he deserves her or not has yet to be decided.

"Kiseki-chan," Byakuya cleared his throat. "It has been decided that until a proper schedule with tutors has been approved you are to spend your time at home, or inside the seireitei walls wherever you see fit. That may include the library, or the gardens. You can visit the shinigami friends you have made at their workplaces and residences. You do not have to attend the Shino Academy anymore. The Captains have decided it would be detrimental to your mental and physical health for you to reside or study there any longer."

"So..." I started but then paused.

"No one wants to see you hurt baby," Rangiku responded. "You're not in trouble, and you're free to explore your new home while you wait for your new schedule."

"But I was reckless," I argued. "I caused damage to official Shino Academy buildings. I was violent towards other students. Why have I not been punished?"

"You stood up to your tormentors and used your strength to protect you from harm. In future situations there may be a way to avoid the use of violence, but this time, you did what you were capable of doing. You did what was expected of you. The only wrong you have done was not speaking up sooner. Perhaps your suffering could have been prevented," Byakuya reassured me. I felt comforted by this man, even though I hardly knew him. He was supposed to be cold and unapproachable, but it seemed either that was his outward appearance and I was seeing what was only shown behind closed doors or Rangiku was rubbing off on him in the most wonderful way.

"If I wasn't wrong, why do I feel so?" I replied, looking down at my lap.

"Because you're holding yourself to an impossible standard and putting yourself under deep scrutiny for being human," Rangiku soothed.

I loved my parents, I did. They were my family, but the more time I spent with Byakuya and Rangiku the more I began to wonder what a healthy family felt like. My parents had always provided for me, they'd raised me, they made sure I would want for nothing, but they'd hurt me. They had kept a part of me secret. It was secret to the point it put people in danger and I didn't know why. That and they also had colossal expectations for me, higher standards than my own. Was that healthy, creating goals I couldn't possibly meet?

I knew for sure my parents had never provided reassurance the way that Rangiku and Byakuya had. And I've never been kept in the dark by them. Rangiku didn't tell me she was a shinigami because she wasn't allowed to but she'd never kept a secret about me from me. She's never put me in danger, she's never lied to me. And Byakuya, I wanted to trust him, without necessarily knowing why. I just felt comfortable.

"If you knew there was something about me, something I didn't know, something that could potentially hurt other people, would you tell me? Would you tell me my own secrets and then teach me how to solve the problem?" I asked, looking up at them, tears threatening to spill. "If I was your child would you keep a part of me a secret? Why? Why didn't they tell me?"

"I don't know your parents, Tina," Rangiku started. "But I imagine, like most parents, they did what they thought was necessary to protect you. As a parent, it's your top priority to ensure your child's safety and wellbeing."

"Most," I retorted. "But not all." I got up from the table. "Perhaps this is something I won't understand until I am older," I said finally, walking over to the sink with my dishes, putting them where the servants could clean them.

Renji got up after me, following my steps and putting away his dishes and wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "Come on, let's go for a stroll around the garden."

"What an excellent idea Renji-kun!" Rangiku beamed. "What a perfect way for you to relax."

I said my goodbyes to Byakuya and Rangiku and then walked outside with Renji, leisurely wandering over the grass and stone pathways. It certainly was peaceful. Someone had gone to an awful lot of effort to make this garden what it was and I was actually quite impressed. We had a nice garden at home but I never gave it much thought.

Renji walked us over a small wooden bridge with water flowing freely underneath it. The water appeared to have koi fish in it and water lilies on the surface and I sighed contently. I really did feel relaxed. After a while of walking the growth in the garden grew denser and when I looked back I couldn't see the house anymore. There was soft, green grass beneath us and what was almost a forest partially surrounding us. What wasn't forest was very high grasslike plants and bushes. It was almost a self enclosed meadow.

It was then that Renji spun me round to face him, hands grasping my upper arms firmly as he pulled me towards him, kissing me playfully. I smiled, standing up on my toes to kiss him back. I deepened the kiss and brought my arms up around his neck. He grabbed my hips and pulled them up toward his own. I felt a growing bulge in his hakama pants and he kissed across my jaw. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist. I let out a giggle and a gasp at the same time, bulge hitting my clothed mound.

"Renji!" I started as he kissed down my neck. "Did you bring me out here specifically to have sex?"

"That wasn't my intention," he grinned. "However, it would be a shame to waste such an opportunity."

"You're terrible," I laughed, keeping my legs wrapped around his waist as he lowered us to the ground.

"Would you love me any other way?" He chuckled, kissing over my neck and running a hand into my thick hair.

"I love you for all that you are," I replied, running my hands over his chest.

"Glad to hear it," his voice came out in a low rumble.

He worked the button on my jeans and pushed the fabric down my body and put them in a pile next to his freshly discarded shirt. It wasn't long before my shirt was up and over my head as well. I ripped his shihakusho shirt out of his hakama pants and threw it open. I raked my fingernails down his exposed chest excitedly, kissing his neck until he grabbed my thighs and rolled us over. He nipped and kissed all over my breasts, making me giggle as I was tickled by both that and his long hair reaching down to brush against the skin.

"Renji," I gasped and he grinned at me.

"What?" He asked.

"Fuck me," I said. "Right here in my father's garden."

He let out a predatory growl and yanked my panties down my legs, pulled his cock out of his hakama and thrust into me. I cried out at the sensation and wrapped my arms tightly around him. He lifted me up and repositioned us so I was laying on top of his open and discarded shihakusho. While his hands wear behind me he busied himself with unhooking my bra and adding it to my pile of clothes beside us.

His mouth was on my breasts the instant it was off and I was moaning moments later. I gripped his shoulders as he pounded away into me, getting wetter and wetter the harder he hit. It was hard to breath, I could hear mewls and then realised they were mine, hoping we were far enough out that no one could hear us. Last thing I wanted was the embarrassment of someone catching Renji rutting like animals out in an open meadow or to get said male in trouble.

"We're miles away," Renji said, as if reading my thoughts. "Cry out as loud as you want."

"Bold of you to assume I needed to," I replied, joking. He chuckled.

"Maybe I just need to give it to you harder, then, if you're not ready to scream my name," he replied and gave a much harder slam.

I bucked up into him uncontrollably and let out a squeal. He continued thrusts at that capacity, going faster, balls slapping my ass as I rode his cock. I tried hard to match the rhythm of his hips, so I wasn't just laying there beneath him but it was almost impossible to get in line. In the end I just had to warp my legs around his waist tighter and hold my body to his. What was the phrase? Lay back and think of England?

"Renji!" I cried out as he hit my spot.

"There it is," he roared happily. "I'll have you screaming in no time."

He kept his hard, fast pace and repeatedly slammed into my spot now he'd found it. I raked my nails hard down his back, I think I felt the skin tearing. He groaned out, hissing with the pleasure. I think. Pain?

"God," he groaned as he kept going. "Do that again." Pleasure.

"There's no need to call me god," I replied and dragged my nails down again.

He wiggled his hand between us and started circling my clit. He was close. But so was I. I felt the knot in my stomach get tighter and I started to shake and buck into him. The soles of my now bear feet burned and the coil snapped. A hot, white heat spread through me and I yelled out his name in a loud cry. I convulsed through my orgasm as he thrust a few more times before his release. He finished and gave us a few extra pumps, making sure we were fully worked through.

He dropped us down fully onto the ground and my legs dropped to the ground. He pressed his forehead to mine, our sweat mixing together in our post-coital bliss. Eventually he pulled back, gave me another deep kiss and pulled out of me. He looked down suddenly, panicked.

"Fuck," I heard him say and I looked back at him.

"What?" I asked, propping myself up on my elbows.

"Condom," he replied. "I forgot one."

"I'm on the pill," I told him. Yoruichi and I had cashed several prescriptions Isshin-san had written me. We got lucky here, I normally liked to use both to be safe. "We'd better be careful next time though."

"Yeah," he sighed, collapsing on the ground next to me. I chuckled as I watched the blood slowly returning to his face. I threw myself up and kissed him.

"Don't stress over it," I smiled.

"Captain Kuchiki would kill me if I knocked up his unmarried, sixteen year old daughter," he replied. "He'd probably kill me if he saw us like this."

"Oh come on," I rolled my eyes. "He'd just make you do a shotgun wedding and ban you from the gardens, let's not exaggerate."