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Triplicity
Chapter 7: Akira, The Smooth Talker!
Akira wanted to dance and jump around his office! That girl was so fucking stupid! Did Rukia not realize he wanted to bust a few new holes in her? No, sadly she didn't. Unfortunately, the younger Kuchiki took Akira's sincere gesture to take her out as just that: sincerity. If only she knew the blonde captain's sinister plans!
Akira's dark designs were starting to take shape. He could see it now; little Rukia on his arm and having a good time, then him taking her back to Squad 9, and then having her underneath him crying out in a mixture of pain and pleasure while he fucked the life out of her.
After all of that, Akira would leave her to pick up the pieces of her broken existence...the poor Kuchiki Princess would never be same.
However, there was still the little 'Ichimaru' issue. The captain of Squad 9 smirked inwardly, that silver-haired bastard was weak without Rukia. On top of that, if Akira sent her crawling back to Gin, she'd absolutely reek of him and every time Gin fucked her, he'd have to think about Akira and how his precious little rabbit was tainted. Their once perfect relationship would never be the same.
Akira suppressed an evil chuckle. He wanted to laugh so hard! He could only imagine Rukia's face when he fucked her hard and then kicked her to the curb! Oh how her expressive blue eyes would grow wide with shock and shame! She'd probably cry! Akira would pay money to see that! He'd pay cold, hard cash!
But the question was: Why was Akira all doing this?
The answer was simple: Because he could and it was fun.
While Rukia gazed into his striking green eyes, vileness was flooding Akira's blood stream. Rukia had no idea what she'd just triggered inside of him...it was feral...and menacing, because now the blonde captain had everything he needed to put his diabolical plan into action!
They were still inside his office, staring deeply into each other's eyes. Akira decided to seal the deal with a nice, innocent kiss.
Slowly, he leaned over and...
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
Akira's expression morphed into one that was positively murderous! Who the fuck could that be at a time like this? The blonde captain fought back a growl.
"Who is it?" He called, the acid in his voice making Rukia cringe in surprise. She'd never heard a man hiss like that…
Moments later the office door slid open to reveal their guest. Of course, it was none other than Shuhei Hisagi who was simply looking for his captain. The punk-rocker's eyes slid from Rukia to his scowling superior. Hisagi bowed immediately.
"I apologize for the intrusion, Captain Riichirou." He said nervously, young Shuhei had heard rumors about the apparent love-triangle between his captain, Rukia, and Captain Ichimaru. From what he'd just saw…those rumors were somewhat true. Of course, it placed Hisagi in awkward position…seeing as though he had almost walked in on his captain getting ready for a furious make-out session with the younger Kuchiki.
"It's quite alright Hisagi…" Akira hissed through gritted teeth, now he wanted to twist that boy's head off his shoulders! Why was it that every time he tried to bust a move on Rukia, Akira got interrupted by someone! This shit was getting ridiculous! "What did you need?"
Hisagi was slightly taken aback by the caustic tone of Akira's voice…Rukia was too.
"Um…Head Captain Yamamoto wants to see you, sir." Shuhei said nervously, Akira's green eyes glinted. He furrowed his eyebrows and his lips curled together into a tight sneer. Goddammit, what that old man want now?
Akira sighed and stood to his full height, he looked down at Rukia and his eyes went soft.
"Lieutenant Kuchiki, we can…talk later. I'm afraid I have to see about this." He said politely, the blonde then turned to his subordinate. "Thank you for coming to get me, Hisagi. Would you please be so kind as to escort Ms. Kuchiki out the barracks?"
"Yes Captain," Hisagi replied,
With that, all three individuals went their separate ways.
Akira walked to Sqaud 1 with his hands deep in his pockets. Actually, he was bit curious as to why old man Yamamoto wanted to see him. The blonde shrugged, the Head Captain probably wanted nothing more than to ask about his overdue paperwork. Well, it was done now, so Akira figured he really didn't have anything to worry about.
Finally, he arrived at Squad 1.
The bustling barracks was huge, much bigger than its counterparts. The tall, handsome man made his way around searching for the Head Captain, and course the few female squad members literarily stopped what they doing to ogle the gorgeous, blonde nobleman. Of course, Akira smirked lavishly. He knew he was turning heads. As he walked around, he winked at a few of the good looking female squad members.
Now, there was no way to be certain, but Akira could swear one of those girls swooned when he winked at her. Moments later, Akira found the Head Captain's office.
He knocked and waited patiently for a response.
"Come in."
Akira trembled slightly at the base in Head Captain Yamamoto's voice. That man could scare the hell out of anyone! The blonde cringed and slid the door open.
Surely enough, Yamamoto's office was twice the size of his own. The intimidating elder sat behind his desk, looking as cold and stoic as ever. Akira actually swallowed; if it was one person he was afraid of, it was Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto.
"Captain Riichirou," Yamamoto boomed, "Please take a seat."
Akira silently crossed the room and sat down in the wooden chair across from the Head Captain's desk. He tried not to fidget but it hard with old man just glaring at him.
There was silence until Yamamoto spoke. "How are you Captain? Are you doing well in your new captaincy?"
"I'm fine, Head Captain. I suppose I am doing well," Akira answered carefully, the Head Captain looked at him indifferently. Had this been a few weeks ago, Akira would have told the Yamamoto he was bored out of his freaking mind. However, his interest in Rukia and rivalry with Gin proved to be very entertaining.
"Captain Riichirou," Yamamoto began, "I will not bore you with small talk. I summoned you here to ask about this new interest in Lieutenant Kuchiki."
Honestly, old man Yamamoto had ears everywhere. He knew all about this forming love triangle and how it was threatening to turn the Soul Society on its head. Being commander of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads, it was his job to make sure his subordinates weren't squabbling amongst themselves. Basically, the Head Captain wanted to stop a fight before it started. He couldn't afford to lose two very powerful captains and a hard-working lieutenant. To make matters worse, Jushiro and Byakuya would be out for blood if anything happened to Rukia. So Yamamoto would probably end up losing four captains and lieutenant! The old man was not prepared to deal with that!
Akira furrowed his eyebrows, "What about it, Head Captain?"
"I would like to ask what exactly are your plans towards Lieutenant Kuchiki?"
The blonde captain carefully contemplated his answer. He smirked when he thought of something acceptable.
"Did Captain Ichimaru get asked about his plans towards Ms. Kuchiki?"
Yamamoto leveled his eyes at the younger man, "No, he did not."
"So why are you asking me then?" Akira replied a bit snappish, the challenge in his voice clear.
"I am only asking because I know that Lieutenant Kuchiki is in a relationship with Captain Ichimaru," The elder man answered evenly "As Head Captain I cannot allow these affairs to escalate. You and Captain Ichimaru are both very skilled Soul Reapers. I also know the captain of Squad 3 and several others can be fiercely protective of Squad 13's Lieutenant."
What was it about Rukia that made captain's lose their minds?
"I suppose you've heard the rumors then, Head Captain?" Akira purred, Yamamoto nodded. "I suppose you also know that Captain Ichimaru and Lieutenant Kuchiki are no longer together, so there is no 'love-triangle' forming as you assumed."
"Is that so?" Yamamoto asked arching a bushing eyebrow, Akira smiled broadly.
"Why yes, Head Captain." The blonde purred, "As far as I know, they are no longer a pair and my attraction towards her shouldn't be a problem."
Yamamoto remained silent. He'd called Akira here with the hopes he could talk the young man out of this potentially bad situation. It was clear to him that the blonde wanted to be hard-headed.
"Head Captain, I mean no disrespect by asking this but," Akira started politely, "My interest in Ms. Kuchiki isn't grounds for dismissal, is it?"
"No, it's not," Yamamoto sighed in defeat, Akira had made a good point about Gin and Rukia not being together. "I am merely looking out for the welfare of my subordinates."
"If that's the case, perhaps you should have put an end to Captain Ichimaru and Miss Kuchiki's relationship long ago," Akira snapped, now his mind was reeling. He was thinking of all the ways he could make Gin's life even more depressing, and getting him in trouble with the Head Captain would be perfect! Just perfect!
"Surely you know of the violence he has shown that girl?"
Yamamoto was momentarily taken aback by the power in Akira's tone. The blonde seemed very avid about this…
Akira continued his lies starting to take shape, "Rukia cries herself to sleep every night because of the abuse at the hands of Ichimaru. You're the Head Captain, why don't you do something about it? I believe that Ichimaru should be removed from his captaincy as quickly as possible!"
Oh if Akira could get Gin fired he would just die from overwhelming happiness! Again, why was Akira being so vile? That question had already been answered: because he could and it was fun. On top of that, he hated Gin with a white-hot passion. That traitor didn't deserve to be alive, let alone be a captain in Akira's opinion, and he would do everything in his power to make Gin miserable!
"Although I care about the welfare of my subordinates, perhaps you should be telling this to Captain Kuchiki." Yamamoto stated, "I only want to make sure Lieutenant Kuchiki can perform her duties in an orderly manner without her personal affairs getting in the way."
Akira smirked, "And she will, Head Captain. In fact, we've already completed the paper work for the month."
"I'm very pleased to hear that, Captain Riichirou, however that does not dismiss the issue." Yamamoto replied, Akira actually frowned. What did this old fart want from him?
Yamamoto leveled his eyes at the younger man and let pure base take over his voice. "I do not want this becoming a problem, Captain Riichirou. Therefore, you and Captain Ichimaru will have an opportunity to work out your grievances. I have scheduled a meeting between you two, tonight, at Squad 3."
Akira's face went completely numb.
Was this old man out of his fucking mind? Zanpakto's would start flying!
"Before you start worrying for you safety, Captain Riichirou," Yamamoto started, poking fun at the younger man, "I have arranged for your swords to be taken during the meeting."
As if that made Akira feel any better!
"Also," Yamamoto continued, "In the event that a fight should take place or that you two cannot resolve your differences, both you and Captain Ichimaru will be removed from your posts."
Akira wanted to jump across the table, snatch that ancient bastard by the beard, and fling him halfway across the fucking Soul Society!
Yamamoto smiled slightly at Akira's furious expression. There was no doubt the younger captain was absolutely livid about this arrangement. Too bad, he was just gonna have to live with it!
This would end badly…
Men who were in love and in lust are unpredictable!
~Later On~
There was uneasiness blanketing the Soul Society that night. Somehow, word had gotten out about Gin and Akira's private meeting and now everyone knew about it! People even so far as to make bets on which captain would throw the first punch.
It was around eight o'clock when Akira decided to head to Squad 3 with Shuhei right behind him. The sooner he got this over with, the sooner he could screw Rukia six ways from Sunday. Akira could only imagine what that silver-haired sociopath was planning…
To be honest, Gin wasn't planning anything. He was forced into this meeting by the Head Captain. The only reason the fox-faced man wasn't plotting Akira's downfall is because he wanted to show Rukia that he could control himself. Rumors about this meeting were flying across the Soul Society and there was no doubt in Gin's mind that his beloved paramour had caught wind of it.
And, Rukia did hear about it. It was the reason why she was waiting back at Squad 13, pacing her quarters, and biting her fingernails anxiously. She was praying to every religious deity that those two didn't kill each other…
However, if Gin could make it through this meeting without ripping Akira's bleach-blonde hair from its roots maybe, just maybe, Rukia would be willing to talk to him.
He sat behind his desk, drumming his long fingers patiently while watching the clock. That blonde bastard would be here any minute…
Gin had spent his entire day meditating and musing over possible way this stupid meeting would go. Obviously, Akira was going to say or do something to piss him off…Gin just had to take a deep breath and let it go…at least for tonight. Although, the silver-haired man would like more than punching Akira in his big mouth, maybe even knocking out a couple of those prefect teeth. Yes, that was a beautiful sight in Gin's mind, for the first time in weeks, he cracked a sincere smile. Before any more violent thought could cross his mind, Gin's office door slid open.
Izuru was standing there, looking even more pessimistic than usual. To be honest, this clash of titans…er…meeting was making him so nervous.
"He's here Captain," Izuru said worriedly, fighting the urge to bite his nails. Gin sighed and stood, he followed Izuru out of his office.
Surely enough, Captain Riichirou was standing outside Squad 3 with his arms folded and a scowl adorning his handsome face when Gin and Izuru stepped out.
The two captains stood there; the two men were ready to annihilate each other! The night air blew through them as they glared hatefully at each other.
"Captain Ichimaru." Akira said shortly, Gin cocked his head mockingly.
"Ahh, Captain Riichirou…" He hummed, "So you actually showed up?"
Akira's scowl etched deeper into his face at Gin's disrespectful tone, he knew inwardly that Gin was trying to call him a coward. The blonde captain's hand twitched and he fought the urge to unsheath his Zanpakto. Instead, he gave Gin a crooked grin.
"Was there ever any doubt?" Akira purred, Gin merely shrugged uncaringly.
"Izuru," The fox-faced man said turning to his lieutenant, Gin untied Shinso from his sash and handed to him. Izuru looked up at him expectantly,
Gin glanced back at him, "So that way there's no temptation, would you please watch my sword?"
"Yes Captain," Izuru said softly, his blue eyes bouncing between the two men. He was doing a mental assessment. From what Izuru could see, Akira was broad, muscular, and powerful, compared to his captain who was slender, toned, and fast. They both made formidable opponents…it would be one helluva fight between the two of them...
"You know the rules, Captain Riichirou," Gin purred hatefully, "Head Captain Yamamoto said we both have to relinquish our swords for the time being. Izuru, please take his weapon."
Izuru took a step forward and Akira grasped the hilt of his sword protectively.
"You can try…" Akira hissed to the nervous subordinate, he then looked at Gin. "As if I'd leave my Zanpakto with one of your subordinates. Shuhei, take this and guard it with your life."
Akira removed his weapon and passed it to Hisagi.
Now unarmed, both men walked into the barracks leaving Hisagi and Izuru standing outside holding onto their swords. Even without blades, those two could still annihilate each other with their bare hands!
Akira followed Gin around Squad 3, he was glaring at the back of his head so hard one could swear he was trying burn holes through his skull. Meanwhile, Gin was silently cursing under his breath. He wanted to turn around. catch him by surprise, and beat Akira within an inch of his life…
Terrified members of Squad 3 watched the two walk around the place. Their eyes were wide and their mouths were almost touching the floor…just seeing the two captains mere feet away from each other was hard to swallow. On top of that, they weren't trying to tear each other's throats out!
Finally, they arrived at Gin's office. He slid the door open and politely motioned inside.
"After you," The silver-haired man purred, Akira quirked his lips. The blonde wasn't stupid, Gin could have rigged his office with booby-traps or something!
"You go first," He said, and just like that their little meeting began…
The two found themselves glaring at each other. Gin was sitting behind his desk and Akira was sitting across from it. Silence gripped the office as both men tried to figure out what the latter was thinking.
Gin was the first to break the silence, "You and I have something in common, Captain Riichirou. My lover, Rukia…"
"Don't you mean your ex-lover?" Akira purred evilly, Gin fought against gritting his teeth. He didn't need the smart comments tonight…
Akira continued, "But yes, I find Rukia to be very…interesting."
"Tell me something, Captain…" Gin began carefully, "How exactly did you first come to want Rukia. After all, you have been head of Squad 9 for months and you've never even noticed her…why now all of sudden?"
Here Akira smirked crookedly and his eyes flashed with cruel intentions. He leaned back in his chair and became visibly relaxed.
"It's simple, Ichimaru." He began, "I actually did notice Rukia, however I never thought much of her. She seemed like a cold, sexless young girl who cared more about finishing paperwork than fulfilling her carnal needs."
The blonde continued, his smirk stretching, "Believe it or not, Ichimaru, you're the reason why I'm even perusing her."
"Me?" Gin spat trying to get his anger in check and cocking an eyebrow, Akira nodded slowly.
"Yes sir, " He hummed, "Look at me. I'm rich, I'm handsome, and I'm a captain. I can get all the pussy my heart desires-"
Gin cut him off, "So why can't you find your own fucking girlfriend?"
Akira chuckled, "That's just it. Most girls aren't like Rukia…"
Here the silver-haired captain furrowed his eyebrows. Just what did Akira mean by that? He waited for his rival to elaborate on that statement.
"The serpent who hissed falls silent…" The blonde hummed dangerously, "Anyway, I saw you two that night…when you fucked her hard against the wall. I heard the way Rukia screamed, and I heard the way she moaned, I saw the way she looked…Rukia liked what you did to her."
Gin listened to Akira, his chest tightening. He'd concluded a long time ago that the blonde bastard had seen them that night and now he just wanted to have Rukia all to himself! That...that...that blonde dick-head!
Akira continued, "Rukia likes rough sex…she likes pain. And I like inflicting it."
"Just because she likes it rough doesn't mean Rukia is a masochist!" Gin growled forcing himself to sit back in his chair, "You're a sick, twisted sadist who only wants to use Rukia as a vessel to vent your own pent-up violence!"
"Exactly." Akira purred arching an eyebrow, "You've got it all figured out, Ichimaru…"
Gin fell silent as a dark grin stretched Akira's face.
"I want nothing more than use and abuse Rukia…" He hummed lowly, his voice becoming husky, "And when I'm done with her, you can have what's left over…"
It took all the strength Gin had to keep from jumping across that desk and strangling Akira!
"Don't do it…don't do it…" Gin screamed inside his own head, "Stay calm…do it for Rukia…"
"So now that you know my grand, master plan," Akira said sarcastically as he rose out the chair, "This meeting is over. Ahh, and did I forget to mention that Rukia has already agreed to go out with me...I'll be sure to show her a good time..."
Gin grinded his teeth as Akira chuckled in his throat. Once again, the dangerous blonde had managed to rile him up so effortlessly.
As he left Akira turned to Gin, "Oh and also, I suppose we should tell the Head Capatin that we...worked out our differences, after all, neither one of us wants to lose our position."
Gin could only growl, "Get the fuck out of my sight."
As the fox-faced man watched his advisory leave, he sat behind his desk fuming. Once he was alone, Gin slammed his fist on the table in frustration. Damn…damn! He needed to do something to end this!
The situation had just gone from bad, to worse, to absolutely dreadful.
How would this end?
To Be Continued…
Lemony: Oooooohhhhh Akira is so bad! Ha!
Wicked: Well now that we've let the readers know we've updated our website, it's time to get back to the question at hand: Who will Rukia choose? Hmmm…
Lemony: IT'S ANYBODIES GAME, READERS! XD I LOVE THE MAN-DRAMA!
Wicked: You mean "melodrama" imbecile? *rolls eyes*
Awesome: I think she had it right the first time, Wicked. And, fuck the story for right now, the thing I'm wonderin' about is the Lord Byron guy, Lemony. Who the hell is he? Why WERE you tied up? He must be one helluva dude if he can make YOU blush. Oh yeah, and Akira needs to get shot.
Lemony: O_O *blushes furiously* SHUT UP! *clasps hands over ears* I ALREADY TOLD YOU I'M NOT TELLING YA' ANYTHING ABOUT LORD BYRON!
Wicked: *rubs temples* You both need professional help…REVIEW!