Author's Note: OMG! It's an update on Repopulating? -fans self- Yet again, using my sisters computer. Read some reviews and re-read what I had posted and was like: To hell with it. I can't remember what couple I was working on anyways, so I'll just start with Takeshi and Momo. Maybe I'll finish their story before my sister goes home to Cali. -shrug- Maybe I'll have enough extra money to order a new charger and really get back to work. Le gasp!
So, enjoy this chapter. . .It. . turned out a little differently than I expected. Especially when it came to the love making scene. -shrug- But these two have their own love story going on. . .and are stubborn as hell, so I am not going to fight them.
ENJOY! PLEASE REVIEW! I LOVES THOSE THINGS. . .THEY MAKE ME UPDATE AND STUFF WHEN I SEE THEM. . . GETS ME MOTIVATED!
Also, because my computer is out, the one I am using, does not have a spell-check. So, please forgive any misspelled words (- probably that one) and grammar mistakes. I always try and watch for that stuff, but I am human. . .
TAKESHI AND MOMO
PART 1
Takeshi stared at the photo in his hands then glanced up at the Captain Commander Yamamoto and raised an eyebrow. The girl in the photo was so beautiful, in his eyes, if not a little young looking. Innocent, that was the right word.
"What does this have to do with me?" He asked, trying to hand the photo back.
"Keep it." Yamamoto said, not even reaching for it. "I've heard a great deal about you, Takeshi Maki. You are a beast on the battle field, and apparently, in the bedroom. You have a dominate personality, and many people say that despite your stature, you are great with people and children. I need and want you for two things; To lead Squad Five, as they are without a Captain, and have been for sometime. The second task, is to marry that young woman in the photo."
"I can understand wanting me for the first task." Takeshi grunted. "Why the second?" His thumb absently ran over the photo as he glanced down at it. "Isn't she a little young anyways? I'd crush her, she's so small."
Yamamoto chuckled and then glanced down at the photo. "Momo Hinamori is the Lieutenant of Squad Five. The previous Squad Captain, which I'm sure everyone has heard of, had a bit of a hold on her. Even to this day, she believes he is innocent. He has almost succeeded in killing her several times, but she still believes him to be good. We need someone who can. . .teach her to believe what is the real truth."
Takeshi's red eyes snapped to the Captain Commander with a look of anger. "All the women I have slept with have given their consent to what I do with them. I have never over stepped my bounds with a lover, and I sure as hell won't force submission on someone."
Yamamoto held up his hand. "I am well aware of what you do with your women." He said, his eyes opening. "However, this is important. Lieutenant Hinamori is wasting away slowly. Eventually, this all consuming guilt, and miss placed love will kill her. This decision did not come to us easy. However, with the way that Aizen Sousuke treated her, we feel that this would be the best course of action. Your 'cruelty' toward her has a positive outcome. To make her love you. We also plan on doing a little, experiment."
"Experiment." Takeshi snapped, running a hand through his loose black hair. He hadn't had time to braid the long black locks the fell to his thighs, and frankly, it annoyed him. "I don't like being under scrutiny from anyone. If this is what you want, move on."
"No, we are going to put a chip in Lieutenant Hinamori's brain. It will react whenever she thinks of Aizen. It will send a signal to one we would like to put in yours. However, you can look into her mind all you want with just a thought. It would help us keep up with her progress, etcetera. You will write down these things in a journal, along with your own feelings. At the end of the week, you will turn the journal in to the Captain of Squad Four, Retsu Unohana. She will be there for you, help you plan courses of action, be a personal medical aide if things get to. . .out of hand, which we expect might have to happen from time to time. Please, consider this Takeshi Maki. We, despite how it sounds, are looking out for Lieutenant Hinamori's best interests."
Takeshi ran his hand though his hair again and then looked back down at the photo. The girl looked happy, well taken care of. Which meant. . ."Do you have a current picture of the girl?"
Yamamoto reached into his captain's haori and pulled out another photo and handed it over. Takeshi glanced at the photo, then to the first one, then back. "She's paler, her skin more gaunt, but has suggestion of eating. . .probably being forced though. Her eyes have dark circles stating she doesn't sleep much, and the eyes themselves are haunted, and lifeless. She haunches her shoulders, suggesting that she is in a submissive and withdrawn stance. These, are all signs to me of a abused submissive." He handed the new photo back. "Yet you want me to abuse her into the 'right' state of mind?"
Yamamoto shrugged. "Can you think of a better option? She is good friend with Captain Hitsugaya of Squad Ten, but she even holds him at arms length. She is still active with a lot of the Shinigami women, but she keeps everyman away. She believes that he is truly innocent, that he will come back to her, and everything will be all right. She blames his fall on a man who is now dead, a man that Aizen, himself, killed."
Takeshi once again glanced down at the photo. "That's all that's required of me?"
"And you must sleep with her until she is pregnant. . .rather she wants it or not." Yamamoto added.
Takeshi gripped the table in front of him so hard, the wood split. "Then we will be making some negotiations. If I can't get her to go with me willingly after the first two months of our marriage, then we'll do things your way. I will begin her training immediately after the wedding though. She will be required to share a room with me at all times, to ensure she doesn't try and physically harm herself." He began. "I will also attempt to court her for no less than a month before the marriage. She needs to know me, and understand me, and not fear me completely, otherwise, I am just a boogeyman she will have to fear. If you don't agree with this, find some other man to be your monster."
He held Yamamoto's eyes without fear, and without blinking. He may not have been as strong as the Captain Commander, but he'd be damned if he'd be forced to submit to the old man's wants. He would be sure that things went his way, or the high way.
"Very well, Takeshi Maki. Only because its you though. No other man would have an option simply because. . .you are the one we wanted, and the best suited for this purpose. I will see you in a week at the Seireitei. The guards at the gate will be expecting you. I will be putting your through your tests, and we'll see just how good a Captain and husband you will make." Yamamoto said as he stood.
Takeshi stood up with him and offered a small bow. "A week then."
Takeshi wiped the sweat off his brow as he put his Zanpakuto back in his sheath. The arena, which had been modified to block out all spiritual signatures. . .but even with that, he was certain someone probably noticed the building that suddenly was missing a wall.
"We asked you to hold back." One of his judges said.
"I did." Takeshi answered. "You're alive and the other three walls are standing. If you wanted me to do a light show, you should have said so."
Yamamoto coughed to get their attention, as much as cover up the chuckle that had almost escaped. "It's safe to say that you have achieved your Bankai, and can move on to the next part of your test. . .and it will be your final because we have more pressing things to do." His voice broke no argument. "It is said that your are extremely fast, even for your mass size. Therefore, Captain of Squad Two, Soi Fon, is very fast. I want you to touch her ten times, leaving a mark somehow, but not harming her."
Takeshi popped his neck and nodded. "Consider it done." Then he was gone.
The task, however, wasn't all that easy. Captain Soi Fon was a cautious woman, and spent a lot of time training, and stalking some other woman, who made it clear to him that she knew he was there. Soi Fon, if she noticed, didn't show it.
He managed to make the tenth mark only two hours before Yamamoto was to call all the Captain's together, for the second meeting. He was given his uniform, captain haori, and giving him his congratulations. "I will be announcing your marriage to Lieutenant Hinamori today. You will get to meet her tomorrow and see her for the first time."
"I've already been keeping an eye on her." Takeshi grunted, sliding his zanpakuto into place.
Yamamoto raised an eyebrow but nodded, seemingly unsurprised by the new Captain's words.
LIEUTENANT'S MEETING
"What?" She whispered, "That's not fair! I should have the right to choose who I marry!"
Takeshi heard Momo's words, and walked up, calmly saying: "He didn't ask your opinion. Think of it as an order, Momo-san."
The girl looked scared out of her right mind as she looked upon him. Her breath came in quick, shallow pants, speaking of her fear while her eyes were wide in her pale face.
"Meet the new Captain of Squad Five, Takeshi Maki." Yamamoto introduced.
Takeshi made his way to Momo, and set down beside her. She was so small compared to him, that even in their seated positions, she only came up to his chest, barely.
When the meeting was over, he stood, and offered Momo his hand to help her up. She glanced at it only once before standing on her own, and making her way to leave. Takeshi just strode beside her though, making sure to keep his steps small to keep pace with her.
"It goes without saying that you'll be marrying me, Momo-san." Takeshi began once they were alone and walking the streets. "I have told Captain Yamamoto though, that I would court you for a month before we married."
Momo stiffened up but said nothing. Takeshi kept an eye on her for a moment before he said, "After we are married, you'll have an additional two months to get used to me. It will be the end of the two months before we are absolutely required to. . .consummate our marriage."
Momo stopped and Takeshi stopped with her, glancing down at the small young woman. "You say this like you're doing me a favor? Does no one care that I am hear-broken, that the man I love was brainwashed into nearly killing me more than once? That he is paying for crimes that should have rested solely on the shoulders of the Former Captain of Squad Three, Gin?" She snarled. "I will not love you within three months or even three hundred years."
Takeshi clinched his teeth so hard, he was afraid they'd break. His original assessment was way off. She wasn't misused, well, she was. . .She was brainwashed. No wonder they were ready to take extreme measures. If within a month, she wasn't any better, he'd go back on his own word and begin the night of their marriage. Before that though. . ."Very well, Momo-san. As things stand though, we will still be married. So, lets get to know one another. Let me treat you to lunch, where ever you wish to go."
Takeshi carried the unconscious Momo to the Squad Twelve labs and to the waiting Yamamoto, and Captain Mayuri Kurotsuchi.
"That drug I slipped into her tea worked like a charm." Takeshi praised the mad scientist. "She didn't even noticed it was spiked, and fell asleep without ever realizing it either."
"Of course. Like I'd leave it for anyone to know that I was drugging them." Kurotsuchi added with a 'tsk'.
"Well, lets get this done." Yamamoto said, motioning toward the operating tables laid out. "We will implant the chip inside of Lieutenant Hinamori first. After that, we will implant yours. From there, after you have woken up, Mayuri will hook Lieutenant Hinamori to a machine that will allow him to control her dreams. If he succeeded, your chip will alert you that her mind is on him. It will be up to you to discover if you con infiltrate her brain at other points though. We want her to wake up in the barracks of Squad Five, and you can tell her whatever tale you wish."
Takeshi nodded and carried Momo inside.
He watched as Mayuri shaved the hair from her head, stating he had a serum that would make it grow back without her ever know it was gone (thankfully).
"It will grow back to the exact length?" Takeshi made sure to ask. If they ended up cutting his hair off, he'd be pissed if it wasn't near the length it was now.
"Yes." Kurotsuchi stated, picking up a scalpel. "You needn't worry though. We will implant your chip near the back. We'll just shave off a small strip along the back. I can rub the serum back in if you want, but I doubt anyone will ever realize you are short a few hairs."
"I think I'll take the serum. The best Captains will know, because they will have studied me. I don't think we want those kind of questions coming up. After all, I assume that only us in this room, and Captain Unohana know of this little experiment right? Not even Momo will know."
Takeshi glanced away as Captain Kurotsuchi began cutting away the skin from Momo's skull to do what he needed for the chip.
"How did your first little chat with Lieutenant Hinamori go?" Yamamoto asked, drawing Takeshi's attention to him.
"Not. . .good. If things don't improve any within this next month, even I may have to rescind on my two months after marriage deal. She is completely brainwashed when it comes to the Former Captain Aizen, and places all blame on the dead Former Captain, Gin. She has clearly stated that I will have no place in her life, despite this forced and arranged marriage. Momo will most likely have to go through extreme measures of discipline before she'll ever be anything like she was, again. That being said, she will no doubt be. . .hurt a lot for a while. Part of her discipline is that she will not, and cannot have her wounds just medically healed. Be forced to watch them heal on their own time gives her more time to think about what she did wrong. Captain Unohana should be informed of this decision." Takeshi stated softly. "No doubt, I will be very much hated here in the Seireitei, for what I must do. I have faith though, that it will work out in the end."
"Who knows." Yamamoto stated, turning to watch Captain Kurotsuchi work, "Maybe if you get her with child, it will help. Sometimes, a child can change the outlook of the entire world to a person, despite their situations or past."
Takeshi grunted. "Or she could end up hating the child because it is mine and not Aizen's." He ran a hand over his face tiredly and risked a glance at the girl. Surprisingly, for having her head opened up, there was little blood, and Mayuri worked quickly and quietly. "What I am about to do to this girl. . .will be considered abuse and rape in the eyes of others."
"We will handle it." Yamamoto assured him. "Captain Unohana can lie better than anyone I know, and also leave false documents. The real documents of what's going on between the two of you will never be seen by any other person but she and I. If needed, for your benefit, we can burn them afterwards. Captain Unohana has an excellent memory."
It was nearly two hours later before Momo lay on the gurney again, simply looking like she was sleeping. Captain Kurotsuchi had closed her up, leaving no scars, and then added the serum, re-growing her hair out. Nemu had entered the lab then, fixing Momo's hair to the exact way she wore it. No one would be none the wiser to what happened.
Takeshi removed his Captain jacket and top, leaving him nude from the waist up at Captain Kurotsuchi's insistence. From there, he unbraided his hair, and laid face down on the operating table.
He felt the sting of a needle as Kurotsuchi pushed it in at the back of his head, where the spine met the skull. Soon enough, he felt nothing, and Kurotsuchi continued with his small procedure. He was done within thirty minutes, and his hair back to its normal look.
Takeshi rubbed the back of his skull, as feeling returned to it.
"Let's test out to see if these chips work then." Yamamoto said, motioning toward Momo.
"I'll eat my right arm if they don't." Kurotsuchi grumbled.
Takeshi laid Momo down on her bed and grimaced. She was still dreaming about Aizen, and the chip in his head would send out a soft pulse every few seconds letting him know. The only way to get it to stop, was to wake her up. . .then hope she thought of him no more. It didn't help that whatever she thought was also playing through his head. . .
He pulled out the vile Captain Kurotsuchi gave him, and pulled the topper off, waving it under the sleeping girls nose.
He placed it back into his haori just as Momo groggily woke up.
"What happened? How did I get here?" She mumbled, looking around the room, but still not at him.
"You just passed out at lunch." Takeshi murmured, bring her attention to him. "Captain Unohana said that the stress must have gotten to you, and you just simply fainted. I was worried for you."
"Why? You caused the stress." Momo snapped. 'Aizen wouldn't cause this.' Came her after thought.
Takeshi clenched his fist but smiled at her none the less. "It's not the best situation, I know. We can make it work, however. We must show a united front for the Squad. Moral is down, because of Aizen's. . .betrayal." He hesitated on saying the word, but knew he had to anyways. Momo would have to face the truth, one day. "If they see us working together, then we can bring this Squad back to its former glory, quite easily."
Momo bared her teeth at him. "Aizen was forced to betray us! It's all Gin's fault! He caused it! It's all his fault and no one wants to admit it! I know the truth though! I knew my Captain!"
Takeshi raised an eyebrow at her, and silenced her with a simple raising of his spiritual pressure. "I've been warned all about you Momo. Your unwavering faith in your formal Captain is commendable, but misplaced. So I am going to tell you the truth, and I will say it often, and you will listen. When you dispute the truth, you will be punished. Understand. I am your Captain, and I do not tell lies." He didn't wait for Momo to answer, because he already knew what she'd say. "Your former Captain, Aizen Sousuke, used you, tricked you, and betrayed you. You, and everyone else in the Seireitei was nothing but a pawn in a game he was playing. He cost us several lives, changed the history of the world forever. His punishment is a joke, quite honestly. The man should be dead. It doesn't matter how many thousands of years he is down there. He will still be crazy, he still won't love you, and he will still hunger power."
Tears ran down Momo's cheeks as she glared at him. "You're wrong. He loves me!"
Takeshi sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "One more outburst like that young lady, and I will take disciplinary action." He told her, his red eyes locking onto hers. "Because of your actions, and your words, the offer of waiting two months after our marriage to have sex, has been taken back. Our wedding night will be as it is supposed to be."
He watched the color drain out of her face. "No one but Aizen will touch me." She stated stubbornly.
Takeshi, with little regret in that moment, back handed her, knocking her back down onto her mattress. "I told you what I would do Momo. You deserved that, you understand?"
When Momo sat up, he was distressed to find blood on her lips. With a shaking hand, and eyes full of tears, she wiped it away.
"The sooner you understand, and acknowledge the truth Momo, the better your life will be." Takeshi told her, as he stood. "You are relieved of your duties for he rest of the day. It's nearly bedtime anyways. If you would like to eat, do it now. You are confined to your rooms from nine tonight, to nine in the morning, the day after tomorrow. We will continue our discussion then. We'll see how well you have thought on my words."
'I know the truth, in my heart. And its not what you say, bastard.' Was Momo's thoughts.
"I also suggest you remove all thoughts of Aizen from your mind. If I even suspect you thinking his name. . .you will be punished. As time goes on, and you continue to think upon that man, or even speak in his defense, your punishments will grow worse." Takeshi told her, not turning to look at her. "I will stop whatever I am doing, no matter how important, no matter where I am, or where you are, and I will punish you."
Takeshi made his way to Captain Unohana in Squad Four, nearly ready to call quits on the whole thing already. Momo was going to take a lot of work, and he knew it. Already, in what was suppose to be their 'courting' time, he had to punish Momo, and told her the punishment's would continue.
"Captain Maki, welcome."
Takeshi glanced up, surprised to find he had already made his was to the Squad Four barracks, and that Captain Unohana had greeted him.
"I'm sorry, I was lost in my own little world." Takeshi apologized. "How are you today Captain Unohana."
"I am well, and please, call me Retsu, we will be spending a lot of time together, it seems." Unohana smiled at him. "How did the first day with Hinamori-san go?"
"Call me Takeshi, and not good." Takeshi responded, taking a seat on the porch and steeping his fingers together. "I've already thrown my good intention plans out the window, because they won't work in this situation. I was forced to hit her, and tell her there would be more from now on if she didn't wake up and see the truth for herself."
"Oh dear." Unohana sighed, her pleasant smile slipping. "I was hoping your charm would also be enough to start break the shell. Seems like not though."
Takeshi nodded and glanced at her over his shoulder, to where she sat, watching him back. "They put the chip in today." At the mention of the device, it went off, informing him that Momo was thinking of Aizen. He gritted his teeth and rubbed at the back of his head, as the pulsing continued. Her thoughts ran through his head as she herself thought them, and he was getting pissed fast.
"She is thinking of him?" Unohana asked.
"Yes." Takeshi growled through gritted teeth. "Comparing us. My 'lying' to her, then slapping her for 'telling the truth' are the main points of it. Apparently her precious Aizen would never do such a thing to her. Her Aizen is perfect in every way. Her Aizen wasn't a monster. . .
"I ought to have Mayuri extract everyone's damn memories of Aizen, the things he did, then have a button to were I can push it and it will play through that stubborn little brain of hers. Maybe with enough of that, she'll quit, or go crazy enough to stop thinking him so perfect." Takeshi growled out a moment later.
"You could end up seriously damaging her mentally with such a thing." Unohana told him softly.
"I am aware of that. Forgive me, I'm speaking out of anger. I am not use to being a villain by any means, despite what I do." Takeshi admitted.
"Well, you must make good on your word." Unohana reminded him. "If she thinks she can get away with it, she will. So, you must go and punish her."
Takeshi rose with a nod and looked back toward the Squad Five barracks. "I little ass tanning might do some good. A little humiliation on top of punishment."
With that, he was gone.
Takeshi slid open the screen door to Momo's room with relish, enjoying the look of panic on her face. Stepping in, he slid it closed behind him and removed his Captain's jacket, laying it over a chair beside a desk.
"You have been thinking of Aizen." He told her softly.
"You have no way of knowing that!" Momo snapped.
Takeshi grinned at her. "The fact that you don't give a straight answer is enough proof, Momo. I told you that I would punish you. Here I am to do as promised."
Momo leapt away as he reached for her, but he easily caught her arm and spun her around. He knelt on the ground, pulling her over his legs and then ripped out the seat of her pants. He chuckled at the pair of pale pink cotton underwear with hearts on it. He too, ripped those off.
"Stop!" Momo screamed, panicking. "What are you doing?"
Takeshi answered by bringing his hand down swiftly on her bottom, leaving a red hand print behind. His lieutenant cried out in pain and surprise, tears immediately flowing from her eyes. Again, he brought his hand down. He did this until her bottom was bright red, and he had completed twenty swats.
When he was done, he pulled a blanket off her bed, and wrapped her in it, knowing her pants were ruined and would simply slide off it she stood.
"Shh." He whispered, pressing a kiss to her brow and rocking her gently. "I'm all done now Momo. You can quite crying."
In return, Momo sobbed harder and tried to get away from him, but Takeshi locked his arms around her.
"Listen to me Momo." He said softly, her body freezing immediately in fear of more punishment. "It doesn't have to be like this. You know why you were punished. You know what you did, what you thought. I only did this, because of those reasons. I'm going to give you this moment, to think on what I said to you earlier, and the punishment that you just received. Remember Momo, I don't lie. What I say, is truth. So if you think wrong, and I will know if you do, then I will add five more swats to what I just did. Every wrong thought, adds five. Think, Momo."
In the end, he spanked her until she was literally hyperventilating from sobbing so much and trying to bring in great gasps of air.
He left her, her bottom red, and showing signs of heavy bruising. "No one will heal that for you Momo. They know that you did wrong, and that you deserved that. If you think they will pity you, then you are mistaken."
He left her room and barely made it into his own quarters and restroom before he vomited.
He would help her, or damn sure die trying.
ONE MONTH LATER
Takeshi twirled the small wedding band around his pinky finger tip easily. Momo had such small hands, shopping for a ring for her had been nearly comical. He was big enough that they had to specially make his ring.
"She hasn't spoken to anyone about what you've been doing to her." Unohana told him, as he stared at the door that Momo would enter through within the next fifteen minutes. "She just withdraws into herself. When anyone asks about an injury, she simply states that it was an accident in training. She goes on to say that she is letting it heal naturally, so she'll never do it again. She wants to become stronger, and beat you to become Captain."
Takeshi grunted and gave a small chuckle. "She's learning not to talk back, but its not stopping her from thinking her thoughts though. He's like a lifeline to her. She dreams of him now more than ever. I feel like I'm going to have to start waking her up and punishing her for that now."
"You might have too." Yamamoto agreed, joining them. "For her benefit."
Takeshi shrugged in his solid black kimono and sighed. "This marriage will be difficult. Not in the long run. . .this day. She is going to fight me today like no other."
"Which is why only Captain Unohana and I are in attendance. If she starts to think of Aizen, feel free to turn and punish her as you see fit. Even if she doesn't say yes to her vows, she will be married to you anyways. This is just a . . .formality." Yamamoto stated.
"There will be blood on this floor before the wedding is done with." Takeshi murmured, looking at the pale wooden floors.
The three talked until the door opened, and Momo was led through. Her companion left then, leaving the four of them alone.
Momo had left her hair down and worn a black kimono, signally she was not happy with this day in the slightest. . .not that Takeshi could blame her. He also noticed that her eyes were red rimmed from crying, and she had circles under her eyes. Instantly, his heart broke.
He approached her, reaching into his kimono and pulling out the little box that contained a gift for her. He knew that she didn't get anything for him, but he didn't care. He wanted to do this right. And he had gotten her a bride gift.
He held the box out to her as he reached her, starring down into her watery brown eyes. "For you, Momo."
With shaking hands, she accepted the box, and opened it to find a set of hair pins with jeweled peach blossoms on the end of each. She swallowed hard and looked at up him, unsure of what to do.
"May I put them in your hair?" Takeshi asked, still , keeping her gaze.
Momo slowly nodded her head, obviously more terrified of what he would do if she said no. . .or at least, that was the thoughts that passed through her head. Takeshi had been listening in more and more lately, keeping up with her mental health as well as physical.
Takeshi took the first hair pin, and taking her bangs, and giving them a gently twist with his fingers, pinned them back. He did the same to the other side.
"Oh, what a lovely gift." Unohana said, with a smile when Takeshi stepped away from the trembling girl.
'This is the way I can prove he's hurting me!'
Momo's thoughts flashed through his mind. 'He can't just drag me away in the middle of the ceremony, and he swears he'll always keep his word, so he'll punish me in front of these people. If he doesn't, that makes him a liar! If he lies about this, then he lied about. . .Aizen.'
Takeshi stiffened and rubbed the back of his neck, signally the other two Captains that Momo was thinking of Aizen. He looked into both of their eyes and mouthed, 'She's planning to show you.'
"Let's begin this ceremony." Yamamoto said, motioning for the couple to stand in front of him. "Why don't you take a knee, Takeshi. Maybe it will make your little mouse of a bride stop trembling if you are closer to her height, hhm?"
Takeshi did as Yamamoto bid, but also knew it was because he could grab Momo in a heart beat and pull her over his knee and punish her. If she thought him spanking her in private was humiliating, wait until he did it in front of two of her peers.
"We come together today, to join-" Yamamoto began.
'This should be Aizen next to me. Not this bastard. Aizen would have courted me for a year or more before even thinking of marriage. Our wedding night would be beautiful, because we loved each other. Tonight will be a nightmare and-'
Takeshi grabbed Momo and threw her over his knee, spanking her hard ten times in quick succession, while she cried out.
When he released her, she stumbled away, pointing at him and red faced. "See what he does to me! How he treats me! I didn't even do anything and he punishes me! I demand this union be terminated. I can't stand him!" Momo cried out.
"What I see," Yamamoto began. "Is a whining little girl who needs to grow up and stop living in her fantasy world. Takeshi has never hit you other than you deserving it, and you know this. He has been kind, patient, and very understanding. Yet you throw it in his face repeatedly by clinging to an image of a man that never truly existed. What he does with you, is caused by your hand. You might as well imagine yourself punishing you. Takeshi has done nothing wrong."
Momo gaped at the Captain Commander then swung her gaze to Captain Unohana.
"I agree, Hinamori-san. Takeshi reports to me nearly every day, talking of the things you have done, and what he has done in return to punish you. Do you think we didn't know what was going on? Why do you think no one in Squad Four will heal you, unless your Captain brings you in himself?" Unohana told her softly. "I have worked with you long and hard Hinamori-san, trying to fix something that was never truly there. All Aizen pretended to be, was an illusion. You, refuse to let go of that illusion. Takeshi stands before you real, and he has never hidden what he is, or what he intends to do. You say he is some kind of monster, often, to him. Yet, if he pretended to care for you, then tried to kill you, would you love him?"
Momo gaped between them all, and then a hopelessness entered her eyes that made Takeshi's chest clinch more painfully than anything he had ever experienced. All his scars, battles, emotional pain, was nothing compared to watching Momo in that moment.
Takeshi reached out, and took her hands, easily pulling her back to his side. Instead of making her stand though, he pulled her down onto his lap and pressed a kiss to her brow, as he always did when he had finished punishing her.
"Let's make this simple, Captain Yamamoto." Takeshi murmured, feeling Momo's tears began to scald his neck where her head rested. "We are married now. Let me take her home."
Yamamoto nodded his head in agreement and watched the massive captain stand, with his new wife in his arms. With a blink of an eye, they were gone.
Momo began to shake violently when Takeshi got her back to the Fifth Squad barracks, his room, and began removing her clothes from her.
"Shh." He murmured, gently. "Relax. This has to be done, Momo. You know this. Relax, forgot everything else, and let me make love to you. This doesn't have to be forced, or like rape. It can just feel good, just for tonight." He looked into her wide eyes. "No pain tonight. Just you, a woman, and me, a man. Let me show you the pleasures of the body."
"I know the. . .pleasures, already." Momo bit out, then cringed immediately, expecting a slap.
"Then you should miss it, yes?" Takeshi murmured to her, removing his own clothing. When he was bare, he laid down beside her in his bed, not touching, but very close. "Just tonight, Momo. Tomorrow, you can hate me again, and we'll go back to fighting. You spouting off words that make me angry, or you thinking of. . .him. I'll punish you, you'll tell me how much you hate me. Then, I'll bring you back here from now on, and we can sleep in bed beside each other, angry. You can kick me repeatedly in your sleep as revenge. I'll even allow it."
He was pleased when a small smile touched her face when he told her she could kick him. He smiled in return and brought his hand up to remove the clips from her hair.
Takeshi laid them on the bedside table before turning back to her, still smiling.
She was watching him, cautiously, but with also some curiosity.
He didn't want to scare her, so he slowly brought his large hand up, and cupped her face, brushing his thumb against her cheek. After a few moments, she sighed, and even nuzzled into it slightly.
He slowly, ever so slowly, trailed that hand down her body, stopping at her collar bone, and glancing up to make sure she was till okay. Then, he brought it down to her breasts. Gently, he kneaded her right breast, while he slowly brought his face closer to hers, and touched her lips in a soft but gentle kiss. He continued this kiss while he explored her breast with one hand, the other he brought to rest below the pillow that her head rested on, so he was nearly cradling her to him.
She slowly returned his kiss, and he felt like yelling in happiness to the heavens. He hoped, that he could show her with his body, what she didn't believe that came out of his mouth. He loved her. Truly, completely, and with total devotion. If she would give herself up to him completely, she would never have to fear him again. He would never hurt her again, purposely.
He trailed kisses down her throat, and even stopped to suckle on her neck, making sure to leave a mark. He wanted her to look in the mirror in the morning, and see the evidence of what they had done.
When he closed his mouth around her nipple, he savored her soft gasp, and her hands tangling into his hair, which he had pulled into a loose pony tail at the base of his neck for the day. He drank in every sigh, moan, and shaky breath she took in, knowing that she made those noises for him alone.
When he came to her woman hood though, and he parted her lips to lick, he found himself surpassing heaven. She tasted so sweet, so pure, and for this night, if only this night, she was his.
He licked and nibbled his was around her womanhood until she orgasmed. Even then, he didn't stop, just added a finger. On the first thrust of the digit though, Momo cried out in pain, and he stopped everything in shock.
"You're a virgin." He murmured, looking up at her.
"It's not possible, Aizen, he. . .we. . .I know we. . .Oh Gods!" Momo covered her face in shame as tears flowed down over her cheeks, still flushed from desire. "It was all in my head!"
Takeshi quickly crawled up her body and pulled her hands from her face. "Look at me Momo." Her eyes met his. "Listen to what I have to say, and not with anger. Just, listen, okay? With this one act, knowing this, you now know that there must be other untruths. You believed yourself deflowered by him, but he. . .he didn't want you, obviously, because you are still pure. Now, with that in mind, does it make you happier, knowing, you are still pure. That you are here, on this day, your wedding day, arranged or not, with me? Still pure, still untouched by a man. Aizen was a fool, and hopefully, you are realizing this. I am not, however. Even with the way we argue, and me punishing you, I know so much about you. You love to read, and I love it when you read aloud. Sometimes, I sit outside your bedroom as you read to yourself, just to hear your voice. You are always on time, despite whatever pain you are in, and you never have a single hair out of place, because you take pride on being a Lieutenant. You love hanging out with your girlfriends, because they make you smile, and they demand nothing of you but yourself, and your time. Your favorite food is peaches, and you hate plums, despite your Zanpakuto's name meaning, 'flying plum tree'."
He watched more tears slip down her face.
"Just us tonight. No past, okay?" He murmured now. "May I please you? May I show you real pleasure?"
Her hands came to rest on top of his as she nodded, then pressed his hands downwards, past her breasts, and left them to rest on her hips.
Takeshi gave her a soft and gentle kiss, before trailing his lips back down to her womanhood, and resuming his privilege in pleasuring her.
Momo sat up in the wedding bed, her arms about her legs as she watched Takeshi sleep. He had shown her pleasure, and real remorse, when he took her maiden head, causing her pain for those brief moments. If she looked down, she could see the dried evidence of their love making. His dried seed on her thighs, and the blood from her innocent, had ran out of her when he pulled out, only to pull her against him and embrace her.
He had held her while her body still trembled from pleasure, murmuring soft words of devotion and love, that now she questioned if he had meant all along.
She admitted that she did think of. . .Aizen, and that he only punished her when she thought of him or spoke of him aloud. In the times in-between, when she didn't think of him, Takeshi was always sweet, gentle, and never forceful. At first, she thought it was because they were in public. However, he quickly showed the same manners when they were alone.
She buried her face in her arms then sighed. She was positive that Aizen had made love to her. It didn't matter now but she had felt it, the penetration of his cock entering her body, and yet, she was untouched for Takeshi. She knew it though, she knew. . .
She stopped and snapped her head up, remembering all the times after she and Aizen made love. How sore she had been, though she was too embarrassed to ever go see anyone about getting it checked out. She never remembered orgasming with Aizen, but they had sex. She was positive so. . .
Takeshi sat up, gazing into her face.
In a moment of panic, she realized what she had been thinking, and prepared herself for the worst. . .
"Momo." He murmured, drawing her closer. "Are you certain. If you are absolutely certain, then its possible that he. . ."
Momo blinked upon also realizing that there were times when he had felt bigger, or different, in between the sex. One day he felt long and thick, the next time, he was long, but not as thick. Then he was shorter, than thicker than all other times. . .
"Oh Gods. . ." She murmured, feeling ill.
Takeshi pulled her up onto her knees then, with an apologetic glance at her, sucked a finger into his mouth, wetting it. Then he brought that hand to he backside and right at the ring of muscle.
She froze and stared at Takeshi before nodding, needing to know.
His finger slid in. . .too easily.
"I'm going to be sick." She murmured, and Takeshi had her in the bathroom without a second thought. As she vomited, he held her, caressing her back and keeping her hair out of her face.
"Shh, baby. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry that happened to you." He told her, sincerely.
"It was never him." Momo said between gags. "It always looked like him, but it never was."
Takeshi inhaled sharply, ignoring the sting of the bile in the air, and clenched his teeth. How many men had used Momo at their Captain's word? Did they even know they were fucking Momo, or did they see someone else too? Tomorrow, he would find out, but he was going to damn well make sure Momo wasn't around when he did.
"I feel so. . ." She choked off. "So stupid, and dirty, and used." Sobs wracked her body and Takeshi rocked her back and forth, staying near the toilet in case she got sick again. "Everyone knows I'm some kind of idiot."
"What you felt, Momo, you thought was real. He knew that, and played on that. No one blames you. When you think you love someone, you don't want to see the truth." Takeshi murmured into her hair.
"What happens when you see the truth about me?" Momo questioned now. "Will you leave me too?"
"An army of Menos Grande's couldn't drag me from you, Momo." Takeshi told her, pulling away and smiling at her. "Let's go back to bed. I have something that will help you sleep, and keep the dreams away. In the morning, I want you to go talk to Captain Unohana and tell her what you realized last night. Not so they know you know the truth, but because I know talking with a woman will help you more than me. Me, I just want to kill someone knowing what I know. Captain Unohana will be able to help you more than I ever could."
"I think you're wrong." Momo murmured as Takeshi took her into the bedroom. "But. . .for a while. . .could we not. . .have sex? I just. . .knowing now. . .I feel. . ."
Takeshi laid a hand on her head and brought out a vile that Mayuri had given him, though he never used it. "We'll talk tomorrow Momo, after you've talked to Captain Unohana. I'll do whatever you need me to do."
He watched Momo drink it, and fall asleep again. The same stuff he had used to knock her out the first time, only different. . .no dreams. Nothing would make her dream, not even Kurotsuchi's little dream machine.
He then walked outside and punched a tree hard enough to split his knuckles, and completely demolish it. All the while, tears leaked down his face. "My poor Momo. . ."