Byakuya reviewed the report in his hands, his attention shifting to the slight tremble of his white fingers and exhaling slowly, put the paper down. According to rumors by servants and a later confirmation by the code named 'strawberry couple' there would be no sex, Inoue Orihime was to give birth a virgin, or for the least die because she could not bear to give herself to a man when her mind was on an almost dead friend. Not that he saw the problem, all she had to do was be real still and let Ichigo get down to business. Byakuya looked out the window, that was the teenager in him talking and since he got back in the Sereitei it had been talking a lot less. The being within him was slowly loosing its grip- not that it would ever die but instead it would continue to exist but for as long as he was powerful which he assumed would be permanent once he regained power, it would have no effect. There was also something else with an opinion in him ,a side that was telling him that he needed Renji and if he died he would have nothing else, there was a part of him that felt like crying at the idea of loosing Renji and was distantly comparing the loss to that of his wife, the thing inside of him was telling him to save the boy.

"But how?" The question came unsolicited and just then the door screeched open ,letting his third seat scuttle in ,glancing at Renji's empty station briefly before placing an armload of paper on the desk and then he lingered. Byakuya knew there was going to be a question that would test his emotions and did not encourage it but instead he continued writing at a steady pace.

"T-Taicho," His third seat came nervously.

"what is it?"

"How is Renji?" The specifics of Renji's status hand not been disclosed and to tell the Sereitei of it was his own decision.

"He may not live," the blunt uncensored answer escaped him with an exhaustion that clouded his rationality.

"How bad is he?" Byakuya desisted from looking up, knowing he would see the desperation in the boy's face, he worshiped Renji, that was an adequate explanation for the concern, but what was Byakuya's own excuse?

"His right arm and left legs has been torn off and the right side of his face was smashed in. He is bleeding internally and the wounds would not heal." There was no responsive sound, "Is that all?" There was more silence but the sharpness of the reiatsu he could tell his third seat was trying to keep it under control.

"Yes sir," Finally the voice came, riddled with emotion that raped his tone raw. There was the sound of footsteps and the door shut. Byakuya continued writing his report, thinking about the fact that his own third seat at the moment was more powerful than he but due to the fact that he was still alive and in health, he was to return to duty. The hell butterfly prickled at his skin, startling the teenager from his thoughts- it was an order to attend another meeting. Byakuya considered sending some in his place, someone who could stand the slight pinprick of Taichos' reiatsu but then decided against it, he was perfectly capable, maybe he couldn't move as quickly as before and could only fight at human range, but his position as Taicho remained until he was proven inadequate

"Hey, Kuchiki, you decided to come!" Kenpachi hailed gruffly. Byakuya felt his face flush as he realized he had walked into the meeting with everyone assembled.

"I-I uh," His face only got hotter as everyone stared patiently at him.

"I looks like he gained a little weight." Shunsui remarked.

"Human food did him good,"Ukitake answered. Byakuya decided to drop the cautiousness before the notice the light hairs that had sprouted on his chin overnight or the fair hairs on his upper lip.

"Hello you," Came the delicious giggle in his ear along with the softness of a swell on his back then came the factor of the weight and he was on the floor.

"Yoruichi!" Byakyua cried out in outrage at the feel of the buttocks on his own and the legs on his sides. His pulse spurted as he felt the space between her thighs rub against him and his breath caught.

"Hello little Kuchiki." She giggled softly. As quickly as his emotions began, it stopped and he decided who he was- Kuchiki Byakuya, the noble and Taicho.

"get off of me." He said coldly but there was only laughter in response.

"I wish I could take you seriously Kuchiki but," She leaned down to his ear, "how can I when you're making such a cute face?"

"You're not surprised by any of this," Byakuya noted," I take it you knew."

"Of course! Not how everyone in the room found out though, I found out when I attended a party for Noble women, I herd the rumors about the Kuchiki head being powerless it's actually the reason I'm here." She laughed, leaning back ,pressing her softness harder against him. Byakuya panted softly and tired to pull himself from under her.

"Kuchiki Taicho needs a guard," Yammamoto came decisively, ignoring the brown woman sitting on the small boy on the floor.

"The attack made was rather dramatic if not extream for just him," Soifun remarked.

"They don't want him." Yoruichi answered.

"Then what do they want?" Byakuya came from below her. "What is so important that they would almost-"Suddenly on his back and the woman hid her hands up under his clothes. "HEY!" Her hands were touching the thing that defined him a a male and he did NOT like it.

"Stop struggling," She giggled, stroking him. Byakuya felt his his face flush and willed himself not to give in, but he was never the one to masturbate and he had gone to sleep on several occasions fully aroused, he could have been in front of a full assembly of nobles, the whimpers escaping him would have been the same. It was the tightening of his body that made his eyes snap open and for him to struggle.

"Get your hands from under there," He growled, catching her hands and shoving her away, "YOU FILTHY CAT!" he scuttled away from her and stared angrily at the grinning woman who squatted before him. His heart was pounding and he was unimaginably hard, he needed so very much to have...

"they want this," She held up her hand, her fingers were sticky, Byakuya's face flushed.

"Hey, don't show-!" he shoved her hands down, cheeks ablaze and she out her hands back under his clothes again.

"Don't you want the release?" She whispered in his hear.

"Not from you!"

"it would make you feel good."

"So what exactly do they want?" Kenpachi wondered.

"To get pregnant for him," Kurotscuhki answered.

"So this fuss is about getting pregnant for him?"

"Yes, the benefits of a pregnancy would be profitable to the family involved." Yammamoto explained.

"So they almost killed some of the best people in the Sereitei over his scrotum?"

"No, that attack came from his family because he and not taken a guard with him-"

"Yoruichi!" Byakuya had gotten away from the grinning cat for the second time but she pounced on him again, pulling down his shirt, showing his shoulders.

"I can see why girls want you," She laughed but she had stopped and was now looking at him with a grin on her face, wiping away her actions from her fingers.

"What do you propose?" Ukitake wondered.

"That Kuchiki Taicho be put under the guard of Zaraki Taicho."