Author: Melina Hites

Story: Broken Ultimatums

Chapter: Kicking and Screaming

Disclaimer: did anybody else realize Aizen is like fat compared to all the other dudes in bleach, not only that but he's a tad creepy. Like I mean he watched Ichigo the entire time he was becoming a soul reaper, and developing his powers. Omg. I don't I own bleach. If I did I don't think Aizen would be fat or creepy. (and seriously even GIANT Yammy has got better abs then Aizen!) And from that whole speal, if you haven't figured it out… I am not Tite Kubo. Ergo bleach is not mine! And I do not own it.

Word Count: 1465

Total Story Word Count: 18675

Summery: Post winter war. Byakuya Kuchiki is given an ultimatum. Find a wife and produce an heir all in two years time. Lets just say that doesn't happen. But that's ok! Everything works out in the end!

Authors Note: This is normal speaking. this is a thought. this is a Zanpakuto. this is an inner hollow

So ladies and Gentalmen without further ado!

She brought her Zanpakuto to block him. She brought the blade back in front of her effectively pushing him back.

"Bakudo number 8 seki!" She screamed.

He dodged the spell. A wry grin formed on his lips. "That wouldn't stop me."

She returned the grin, "I know," she giggled a bit, "I was trying to by myself some time, Alight the heavens with your brilliant light. Kinrryu." She tilted her head to one side and grinned. "Think it worked?" She asked him flying forward.

She swung one of the two fan like blades two of side of his head. For each time she swung he moved his head to the opposite side.

"Got you!" she proclaimed triumphantly as a thin piece of his hair drifted to the ground. She stopped crossing her arms over her chest.

"I win." She closed her eyes, and smiled in a self satisfied sort of way.

He gave her a wry grin. "No," he said sheathing his zanpakuto walking up to her, He wrapped his arms around and captured her mouth with his.

She opened her eyes and began to protest but quickly stopped, allowing her hands to drift up his back.

When he pulled away he smiled down at her, "I Win."

She crossed her arms, stepping back from him, "That wasn't very fair." She turned and walked away.

You LIE! You loved it!

"Kimiko."

she turned to him, "What?"

"I'm sorry."

She turned her nose up "No your not." She opened her eyes looking around. Sitting in trees, and on buildings of the office, and training grounds, where hundreds of soul reapers. She could feel the color in cheeks rising realizing what they had all seen. "What the hell are you all doing" she screamed "Don't you have, YA KNOW, WORK to do?" she let her Retsui leak of her, like her zanpakuto it was golden. And seemed to give an urethral quality. "MOVE IT!" She turned back to Byakuya "I hate you!" she said flashing away.

"Kimiko," he said as she disappeared. "Wait." He added quietly.

She found the old rotted shack easily. It had changed very little. She winced a little remembering how circumstances had originally brought her here.

She sat against a wall that she had four years previous and closed her eyes.

She entered her inner world and frowned. "Kin-Chan."

The sword spirt looked angy.

"Running away isn't goanna solve anything" Kin said never getting up from her throne.

"It makes me feel better."

"You're an idoit."

"That's your opion"

"My opionion used to matter to you"

"Well it doesn't right now"

Amber eyes clashed with saphuire blue. "Prove your worth to me"

"What?"

"You heard me," kin looked up at her "prove your worth," she held her hand out as a zanpakuto materialized "Fight me."

"But-"

"No, you don't get to say no. you will do my bidding now," Kin Surged forward her blade above her head. "it wont be the other way around. Not this time anyway"

Kimiko didn't even bother drawing her zanpakuto form the sheath instead bringing the sword and sheath up to block the oncoming attack.

Kin smirked. "Good. Again."

Kimko face formed into a hardened mask of concentration. She drew her zanpakuto from the sheath. "Bring it."

Kin smiled before surging foreward. "there that's you." she swung the blade "Now prove yourself."

Byakayua sat in the office trying to find Kimiko or rather a trace of her retsui. She was hiding. And well at that. He opened his eyes feeling a brief flicker of her spirit somewhere to the north. He stood pushing up with both hands and exiting the office before flashing away.

He flashed to the 40th district. Not a particularly clean section, but also not overly dangerous. The house or Shack rather that he had once hidden with her in, stood on the very edge of the district, hidden at the edge of some trees.

From within the shack, Byakuya could feel the flicker of her spirtual power. Sighing he walked toward the decrepit building.

She sat with her head tilted to one side and eyes closed. She looked as though she was asleep. Peaceful almost except her face, a taught expression.

"Kimiko," he called softly.

She didn't wake up and her expression hardened more. She twitched slightly. Her face looking momentarily in pain.

Kimko blocked another attack. She was tiered, and breathing heavily.

"Oh don't slow down now, Its just getting fun!" A wicked grin formed on Kin's face as her she went into shakai.

Kimiko blocked another attack relying on her martial arts skills and kicked her zanpakuto sprit into one of the imperialish looking walls.

"What's the deal? You didn't get this nuts when I was learning Bankia." Kimiko said walking up to her.

From her position on floor, Kin laughed slightly. "Maybe I should have you would realize what you've got." Kin looked up. "He is too good to pass up, you dumb ass."

Kimiko sheathed her zanpakuto blade and flopped down beside the dragon sprit. "I know," she sighed.

"Clearly, you don't. you cant have fun anymore." Kin's oarge eyes went wide, before returning normal, "Whadda ya know, he's here." Kin got up," Common you need to talk to him," she said hauling her to her feet.

"What? I cant." Kimko protested as Kin pushed her by the shoulders to the huge doors that were the exit to the world.

"Yes you can, now Get out of my world."

Kimko looked her shoulder as kin pushed her through the door, "Its my world, you just live here."

Kin shook her head smiling. "That's what you think."

Byakya now sat against a wall opposite Kimiko. Her face expression had relaxed and she now looked more peaceful.

Her eyes shot open. "Ow" she said rubbing the back of her kneck. "never fighting three times in one day ever again."

Byakya raised an eyebrow. "three, im sure it was only twice."

"No, it was three, Kenji, you, and Kin" Kimko narrowed her eyes. "Why are you here?"

"I was looking for you. But clearly I did find you so now I am waiting."

She crossed her arm over her chest and looked away from him. "What if I don't want to talk to you?"

Do I need to drag your ass back here, and kick the shit into you.

Byakya stood and walked up to her. "I'm sorry."

She snorted. "No your not."

"Yes I am."

"No your not"

"Yes"

"No."

"Yes."

She whipped her head back to him. "Prove it." her eyes narrowed.

I'm warning you.

He knelt down so he was eyelevel with her. "Kimko, I am sorry." he said in the most sincere voice possible She opened her mouth to speak. He held a finger to her lips. "I'm not done yet." Her brow furrowed.

"You say that it is you who is indebted to me for kidnapping you and preventing your marriage to Akio Fon."

A bit of the hardness of her facial expression evaporated.

He reached forward and took both of her much smaller hands in his. "In truth, it is me, Kimko, who is indebted to you."

Her mouth dropped open.

"First you accepted a position within my squad. You trusted me. You gave me, in a way, a friend, when I have very few." he snorted. "fewer now." he let go of her one hand and brought his now free hand to cup her face. "When I was put imprisoned, you petition the central 46, for my release." he paused for a moment, "you even gave me a place to stay and cloths to wear." he trace a circlurer pattern with his thumb on her cheek. "I love you, and the only way I can think of that I can ever repay you is for you to marry me." he dropped his hand from her face, "So Kimko, will you marry me?"

Her eyes turned glassy.

Remember what I said before.

She opened her mouth, trying to make her tongue and lips form words.

Byakaya looked worried when she didn't immidatly answer.

She nodded. "Yes" she croaked weakely.

The worry on his face disappeared as he wrapped his arms around her. Now he said into his kneck, "our next task. We have to go see my family."

She winced slightly. "Right now?"

"Yes, right now."

She shuddered, "I don't wanna. You can go by yourself, cant you?" she whined.

"You will come with me."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Kami, Kimkio I will drag you."

"And I will kick and scream every step of the way."

"Your impossible."

"Thank you I know."

Kimiko, I will kick your ass.

"Fine, I'll come."

"Okay," he took her hand, "lets go." he said as they flash stepped away.

*peeks out from behinde the screen of her Laptop*

'Ello, there! See I'm alive! I realized late last night that I haven't updated in about two months soooo I decided to update. In all honestly I've been done this one since vicotia day long weekend, but havent gotten around to it. -_-' lifes been in the way. But anyway. Thoughts? Questions? Comments? Concerns? Random Outburst?

As more of an informational note. Because, I didn't mention this before, the whole full bring hasn't happened… and wont. I dislike more then words can appropriately express. This story, with Byakuya meeting Kimko, starts almost immidatly after the winter war.

As always if you see something that's wrong, just point it out. Thank you, hope you all have a good week!