Title: Hotarubi

Chapter One: Merciless Cult

His world started to come back to colors and normalcy, "Ugh…..where the heck am I?", Toushiro groaned sitting up and rubbed his forehead lightly as to not make an onslaught of migraines come his way. After taking a few minutes to regain full consciousness and looked around his room……NOT his room, WHERE THE HELL WAS HE!!

'Hitsugaya don't panic! Hitsugaya don't panic! Hitsugaya-I'm panicking!!', he couldn't feel anyone's reiastu from Seireitei. Again where the hell was he and why was he in this stark white room with barely much in it, Hitsugaya sat up on bed and got up off of the it wondering who's it was and the decided that he didn't want to know. For all he knew it could be Aizen's, Toushiro shivered at that thought.

As soon as he took five steps away from the bed he felt a force yank him back by his neck, arms, and legs. Toushiro flew back into the stiff but comfortable bed. When he got his bearings back he looked at he legs and arms to not only find out that there were sliver-black cuffs with weird markings going around them. Now, his Shinigami uniform was replaced with a white shirt that hung dangerously free on his shoulders making a V shape that ended a few inches past his throat.

The left side had already slipped down his slender form, there was ONE button that held the top part of the shirt closed and it was small; barely noticeable, an obi sash that was the color of a light sea foam with a red lining through the middle that held the bottom half of his shirt closed just above his waist, it tied in the back and the rest hung down past the back of his knee, the sleeves were long at least a good two inches over his fingertips. He went to feel at his neck and found a similar cuff around it like on his arms and legs they were heavy for some reason. 'This is not my day', he thought as he took another look around the room to try and figure out who's it was but had no luck, nothing gave away who this person was.

There was a door that he figured led to the bathroom on his left, a rack that was most likely for his clothes to hang on next to that door, the accursed bed he was currently on of course and a small work table to his right with a few papers on it that was in the upper right corner. Unless……..this was his room, but he wasn't about to join Aizen and his campaign even if they begged him, they would never be able to reel him in no matter what and he would make damn sure of that.

And that's when he saw his prized zanpakuto was on the other side of the room in the lower right corner laying on a sword rack, at least whoever put his things up were very responsible about putting up his zanpakuto. He wanted to feel his zanpakuto in his hands; he got up determined to reach it even if it's only for a small while and tried to force himself past this insufferable invisible wall. Again like the first time he was flung back into the bed with as much force he put into going past the wall, the silver headed captain was pissed and he wasn't going to give into the invisible wall. Hitsugaya again as stubborn as he is got up and tried to walk around but was flung back every time, he had no patience for this and that's why an hour and twenty minutes later he was lying in the middle of the bed panting like it was the middle of summer on the driest day where the sun beat its never-ending rays of death and the humidity had broken all records it had set before.

Toushiro lay there, cursing the fact that he ran out of plans and energy as quickly as that. Too tired to sit up at least he let his thoughts drift to Seireitei and how they were taking his………must he say it….his kidnapping. "Damn…how am I going to escape this place if I can't even escape this bed!?", he exclaimed to no one in particular, feeling his eyes grow heavy Hitsugaya rolled on his side and looked at the white wall that nearly shone his reflection back. And he wondered who exactly would that much balls to give away that they could just waltz back into Seireitei and...kidnap him like that and have all of the resident shinigami not know of their presence.

After thinking about it Hitsugaya tried to link his connection with Hyorinmaru just to see if he could find some steady ground /….Hyorinmaru?/ he whispered into nothingness.

When he heard nothing back he tried once more, but this time louder /Hyorinmaru?/ again he got nothing but air back, maybe he was asking for too much or maybe his connection with the ice dragon was broken.

/sigh….What is it, Toushiro? / His eyes widened a smirk growing on his face; his link with the dragon was not broken.

/Hyorinmaru, I thought-/ he was silenced when his dragon spoke.

/You woke me up, if what you have to say is not important then I'm going back to sleep. / Hitsugaya smiled a small smile that was his Ice Dragon.

/Just wanted to see if you were there….and I also wanted to say that we're not in Seireitei anymore. We might be in Aizen's palace as his prisoners but we're in a room instead of a cell./ he could hear the dragon grumble then deeply sighed.

/Then why not just escape you're capable of doing that right, I trust you won't get caught. And if you do you can call on me as usual-/ Toushiro narrowed his eyes.

/ It's not as easy as you think it is, there's a force field around me to make sure I can't escape much less reach my zanpakuto/. The ice dragon heaved a big sigh.

/Alright then if there's nothing you can do for right now then just rest until you have a chance at escaping, we both know you can't go running around on half empty trying to fight his way out and back to the safety of Soul Society. /

After heeding the dragon's instructions Toushiro's eyes drifted closed and of to dreamland; he went missing the sound of the room door opening then closing behind a familiar smiling fox-like face.

"Looks like 'm in for a show ne, Hitsugaya-han?"

Soul Society

"Where could he be? We've searched everywhere for him and he's not in Soul Society.", a big breasted fukutaichou sulkily sat herself at her seat where the piled up papers were supposed to be signed by her taichou; the one and only Toushiro Hitsugaya.

But the short captain was nowhere to be found for the last three days and all of the Division Taichou's and their fukutaichous have searched for him and found not even a single clue of where Hitsugaya could be.

Everyone was worried, especially Momo she had taken care of Hitsugaya since he was young; they were practically siblings. This was a great loss to their efforts of trying to beat Aizen and his Arrancar along with Tousen and Gin. Gin would pay dearly if he had anything to do with her captain's disappearance and she would make damn sure well he'd paid.

The days now seemed longer with no one to make her do her work if she got lazy; Matsumoto got up and left the office. It felt stuffy in there with bodies running around and scrambling to get things done.

Everything was in slight chaos to put it lightly, the other captains were hardly seen and those who rarely did work now were busting their asses to lighten the load on their divisions. "Time to check out, I won't get any work done in this condition.", besides she had enough papers in her room to sign when she's ready to do something to keep her busy later on.

Matsumoto passed by a few other fukutaichou's on her way saying 'hi' to them, that's when she decided a drink would help soothe her it always did; more than half of Soul Society needed it as well. She sat with a few well known friends and a jug of sake, her cup rose like the others in a toast, "To better days.", one said smiling faintly.

All of them agreed, "To finding you.", Matsumoto silently whispered for her taichou. How much longer would it take till they found him or received any word of him.

The pessimistic you The merciless you And the self loving you, what are you looking at?

Hitsugaya shivered as soon as he woke up, how long was he asleep for he wasn't able to tell the room didn't have any windows to show if it was either day or night, it was chilly in the room and all he had on was this stupid shirt type of yukata and it was no protection against the cold air.

He had goose bumps caused by the cold running from the back of his neck to his ankles and chills running back up, "Cold? Ya could've used the blanket that ya were sleeping on Hitsugaya-han.", that insufferable voice!

"What voice? Ya mean mine?", Gin pointed to himself to confirm Hitsugaya's suspicion that he had spoken rather than thought of the words, the smaller man glared at Gin with as much fury as he could muster at the moment. "What the hell am I doing here you traitor? Was this you're doing!?", Gin just looked at the seething captain with slit eyes, his smile growing wider than before.

"Answer me damn it!!", Hitsugaya hopped up from his sitting position and ran towards Gin with hell bent fury to give the man one good punch in the face to take that creepy smile off of his face and mess it up as much as he could. But the small captain forgot one fatal force that would keep him from hitting his target in the desired spot, the invisible wall; Hitsugaya was only inches away from Gin his fist ready to align with the traitors face until the same force he put into his body to help the punch sent him flying back far into the bed with his legs in the air as soon as he touched the base of the bed.

"Such a lovely view.", Gin's uber creepy smile went off the charts, Hitsugaya sat up quickly glaring at Gin. How could he forget that blasted wall, it was the cause of most of his recent frustrations along with dealing with the fact that Gin was now here.

"What are you squinting at traitor?!"

"N'thin but basking in the fact that ya showing yourself ta me. Hitsugaya-han I didn't know ya were like that an all, I mean we're both new at this."

Gin said holding his right hand to his cheek smiling like Toushiro has never seen before, he damn sure well knew Gin wasn't new at this; mocking people. He didn't get it, what the hell was so amusing that Gin would do what he just did?!

Hitsugaya looked down at himself and nearly died of shock, HE WAS NAKED UNDERNEATH THE SHIRT!! His mouth hung wide open like a fish out of water, he was speechless and he couldn't move. HE.WAS.NAKED!! That was why it was so cold, he had bare nothings on!! And Gin was staring at his- Hitsugaya quickly closed his legs and put the long sleeves in his lap to make sure that Gin couldn't see anymore of him, and he glared with anger, embarrassment, frustration, mixed in with a few other hateful emotions.

"Stop staring you pervert!!"

Oh, Gin couldn't be anymore happier than this, Hitsugaya had made his day even if he didn't know it and Gin couldn't help but grin. "What's going on here? Why did you kidnap me? Or whoever that did this. And what good will it do to have me here?", everything just came out in a blur out of Hitsugaya mouth as he stood on the bed but this time stayed put in his spot with the shirt sleeves still in front of him. He was beyond embarrassed at this point.

"What's with the invisible wall and these cuffs? Why is my zanpakuto over there?...Is this-is this my room?", the last question that Toushiro asked made Gin chuckle.

"Hitsugaya-han, I didn't know ya liked t' talk so much, I guess I could humor ya' then. The wall is for the cuffs, the cuffs are for insurance, having ya here is for the good o' the Espada and myself of course.", Hitsugaya flinched when Gin said that last part, "I put your zanpakuto there and as for is this your room, no it's mine you'll be stayin' in here wit me.", the taller of the two said as he stalked from the foot of the bed to the corner where the young captain's zanpakuto was placed and put his own zanpakuto at the top of the rack and took Hyorinmaru off.

He turned to where Hitsugaya was still standing and walked to the left side of the bed near the foot of it inside the invisible wall and held the sheathed zanpakuto out to Toushiro waiting. Hitsugaya narrowed his eyes at Gin in suspicion, "What are you playing at, Ichimaru?", Gin gave Toushiro the faintest of smiles. "'m not playing at anything, thought ya' wanted your zanpakuto is all.", Toushiro could see Gin's eyebrows furrow a bit.

/He did place his zanpakuto on the rack/ the white haired captain narrowed his eyes even further.

/That's what makes it more suspicious than it already is and you should know this Hyorinmaru!! He's playing with me. /

Toushiro heard the dragon huff the mutter something to itself then stalk back into his sub consciousness. "Fine.", he sighed heavily, Hitsugaya slowly walked over to where Gin was and placed his right hand just below the hilt of the zanpakuto letting his small fingers smoothly run over the zanpakutos sheath, marveling at the smooth texture. Within the blink of an eye Toushiro had withdrawn his zanpakuto and had it at Gin's neck pricking through skin and ready to kill if necessary, "Are you that stupid to just bring me my zanpakuto when you knew I couldn't reach it from in here, I thought you'd be smarter than that Ichimaru.", Hitsugaya spat as he clenched his teeth, his zanpakuto was heavy and he was now straining to keep it up, 'The heck is going on?'.

"Is your zanpakuto a bit too heavy Hitsugaya-han?", that damn smile on Gin's face was becoming annoying "Do y' think that wit the strength of a small child that y'll be able ta kill me with it?", Toushiro looked at Gin in surprise. "What are you talking about?", "I've given ya enough.", again the creepiness level of his smile scared Hitsugaya, he was already having a hard time trying to hold his zanpakuto with two hands much less one.

/Hyorinmaru, what the hell is going on? /

/I don't know and don't curse at me. It might have something to do with the cuffs, who knows. /

Before the small captain could reply to the ice dragon, his zanpakuto was ripped out of his hand and discarded on the floor along with its sheath and he was pinned to the bed with his arms above his head, his legs trapped under the weight of the man above him. This was not a good sign for our dear captain Toushiro, and he knew it as well with his absence of reiatsu and physical strength. What he was wearing and how Gin was acting at this moment it couldn't end well at all.

/Uhuh so you come yelling at me saying it's a trick and you go fall for it, nice/

/Shut up /

"My dear cap'n there is one last thing I'd like to tell ya.", Hitsugaya said nothing and just stared at Gin waiting for him to finish,

"Like how you're waiting, quietly an' obeying is exactly how a slave pet of your stature should be acting, don't ya agree?", it took a while until Hitsugaya could process what Gin had just said to him.

White eyebrows strained to fuse together as the ends met his hairline, his turquoise eyes darkened, his thin lips went from a straight line to showing his teeth with a snarl, "You bastard!! How dare you-", Toushiro was silenced with a pair of warm lips to his, it was unlike anything he'd ever felt and it spiked something in the back of his mind, which he was about to investigate until he felt an overly warm and very wet appendage slide in between his lips demanding access and when it did forcefully, it demanded that his would come out and play as well. What the hell was going on was what he wanted to ask because this, whatever Gin was trying to do was unnerving.

The pinned captain could feel Gin smirk against his lips, he knew Toushiro wasn't expecting this and was caught totally off guard by the kiss that Gin instigated. He couldn't help himself Hitsugaya was just asking for it yelling like that and making himself vulnerable to Gin's unknown plan for what was to come. Toushirou's anger was growing but his reluctant body decided it wanted what it was getting because of some kiss from a traitor to all the Shinigami of Soul Society. He really tried to restrain his body, he really did but it acted like it wasn't even connected to his brain anymore.

With his free hand, Gin unbuttoned the one tiny button with ease that held Hitsugaya's shirt to his shoulders and pushed it open to reveal the younger man's chest. Hitsugaya only had time to realize what Gin had done within the short amount of time to try and squirm away but had no such luck because he was trapped in-between long legs.

That's when he felt Gin's heated hands roam over his chest and pinch at his left nipple, Toushiro couldn't help but gasp as Gin did his little taunting to him, Gin gained even more access to Toushiro's mouth. 'What's he doing?!', the victim looked up at the ever smiling face above his; if Gin kept this up Hitsugaya wouldn't only have Gin to deal with but a very irate ice dragon wanting to know what was going on.

"St-stop this….I-ah stop!", Gin had went from caressing his tongue in Toushiro's mouth to sucking on his neck greedily; Toushiro never knew his neck was so sensitive before. 'No don't think about it!' he tried to argue with his mind and wrestle with his body to do as he demanded. He faintly heard a small 'click', but instantly forgot about it.

Tingling shocks went throughout his body when Gin licked a small junction under his ear, "Mou Toushiro, ya wanted me ta stop wha? This?", to make his point clear Gin nibbled on Toushiro's neck while he softly slid his hand over the boys now in need of attention length.

This was fun and Gin had hardly started teasing the young taichou, oh this was going to be marvelous. Gin teasingly tugged on Toushiro's erection and the boy moaned loudly not knowing how to say words anymore and jerked his hips forward, Gin wondered if he gave up on trying to stop the inevitable or was he too gone on cloud nine to notice. Hitsugaya could barely feel Hyorinmaru stir awkwardly and finally come forth in his mind.

/Toushiro, what's going on out there? /

He couldn't answer; Toushiro couldn't find the words he wanted to say because his mind was on another level than he was, and his body was a traitor to both; it's like he's no longer in control of his own body. He tried to scream at it to stop with the weird sounds and to push Gin off.

The room was filled with the moans and gasps of Toushiro Hitsugaya, the moans begging for reprieve to stop and his gasps filled with excitement asking for more, and Gin gladly filled the position.

With all that was going on Hitsugaya couldn't tell that Gin had let go of his wrists, one hand was taunting him on the inside of his thigh, the other smoothly bringing him to bliss, and that mouth biting on his pert nipples.

Gin shifted his weight on the bed moving lower between Hitsugaya's legs and sliding his tongue down a sensitive trail on the young captain's torso. Stopping just above the nearly hard organ that his other hand let go of, Toushiro moaned long and hard, he was delayed by Gin's hand removing itself from him, but he noticed that the man's mouth was awfully close to his member. 'What was that he just made me do?!', try as he might his body was on a solo mission right now and didn't need the help of Toushiro, the brain, or the dragon fussing in the background.

Gin smirked and looked at a very flushed Hitsugaya panting and moaning every second or so, his hips twitching, legs parted and his erection fully erect, just a lovely sight to behold. The older man then pulled the latter up into a sitting position and slipped his right arm under the white-haired captain's left leg to hold both of his wrists behind his back; he wouldn't want to have his hair wrenched out.

Kneeling on the ground in front of Hitsugaya he put two of his own fingers into his mouth coating them with a layer of saliva, when the smaller shinigami saw this he felt his length twitch. Gin was not going to put those where he thought he was. His thumping heart sporadically sped up as his breath was stuck in his throat. As soon as he was finished Gin slowly licked at the slit of the appendage that was presented to him and heard the white-haired boy above him moan deeply.

He then took Hitsugaya in one languid lick all the way to the base helping the captain rock back a little when he gasped for air and used both fingers to enter the warmth that was now squeezing around his fingers upon entry. The young captain could only arch his back as far as it would let him then gasp, moan and pant as Gin sucked at him pulling him to the edge and then rocking him back, his spine tingled; but when two fingers entered him he could hardly feel them hurt with how far he was gone.

That mouth worked like magic, teeth sensuously grazed but never hurt, tongue roughly curled around and spurned him on, his hips jerked forward wanting more. And then that same mouth went further and took all of him along for the ride, Toushiro thought that he had died, because nothing should feel this damn good.

After hearing sounds that no one thought THE 10th squad captain could make Gin felt himself getting hard at the mere image of having this small creature soon to call his name, but not yet he could wait; his waiting would make him suffer but his suffering was also blissful. Then everything would fit into his hazy puzzle soon enough.

His fingers worked around in the small space that was provided, rubbing at the inner walls cracking Hitsugaya's full body mask. Then he found it as soon as the one above him stiffened and screamed rolling his hips so Gin's fingers would rub against it again, but the lavender haired man pushed at it not letting up as Toushiro released with another throaty scream finally into his awaiting mouth, his body shook against Gin's face, legs clenched around his body riding out the orgasm that hit him like a hurricane.

Gin slowly pulled his fingers back but not out, "Let's see how much more can ya give.", he spoke letting go of the wrists that had been constantly clawing at the bed. Gin rose off of the floor bending over the panting and sweaty Toushiro, Gin wiggled his fingers that were still inside him and watched as his hips gave a downward thrust onto them. The man above smiled watching the others attempts at trying to get himself off and kissed him, he wasn't as surprised when he was fully engaged back.

As much as his body tried to get the same effects as the first Gin's fingers weren't cooperating with him, his cuffed hands grabbed at the shoulders above him and he thrusted hard on the fingers inside that were toying with him. The lavender haired man stopped all activities and the latter whined aloud unknown to himself, "Eager aren't we?", he smiled again when no retort made its way to his ears, just a grunt of dissatisfaction came out. Gin kneeled over the captain smiling down at him, "So do ya' still want me ta stop?", he didn't expect an answer and nor did he want one.

Just by the look on his face Gin knew that Hitsugaya had no intention of answering that question and just wanted to finish this romping on his bed, the boy probably wasn't all there just watching what his body was doing. "I see, we'll continue then.", he twirled his long elegant fingers inside the lithe body and bit onto the side of the small soft neck bruising and marking it all in one.

Toushiro's breath hitched in his throat again, he wasn't expecting that to happen. His lower half rose off of the bed meeting those experienced fingers inside his body, a long groan was all he could muster.

He was pulled every which way that Gin felt like dragging him, and two more times he was brought to an orgasmic release till he couldn't spill anymore. Gin let Toushiro's spent body fall to the bed on his side, his shirt hanging on his forearms and his whole body flushed bright pink. Gin leaned down to lick at saliva that was on the corner of Toushiro's mouth, "Ne, lets do that again sometime my lil' snow cone taichou."

Gin got up out of the bed and straightened his clothes back; smoothing out any wrinkles in them and walked to the door leaving as silently as he came in wiping at the small cut on his neck, barely any blood came from it.

Toushiro just laid in the same spot where he fell, a few minutes later all the memories from what Gin had done to him flooded through his mind each scene made his stomach knot and curl. What the heck was he thinking by letting Gin do all of those things to him, that was the point he wasn't thinking when it happened; it's like his mind was misted over. He could feel Hyorinmaru stir but not inquire him about the recent events. Yet. This was a fine mess he ended up in. Gin was only toying with him to get what he wanted, and he let him just like that; no fight, no protests, no- he just laid there and took it.

"What the hell did I just do?"

But I just remembered that there is no love here Over and over somewhere begins to break