"Have you always been…" he trailed off as he stared at her in the dim candle light.
The sake and strawberries were long gone. "Blind?" she finished knowingly and when she felt him nod, she answered. "Yes."
There wasn't as much sadness in her voice as he'd expected. "How did you…get along before you started attending the academy?" It was another one of those questions that had been plaguing him since he'd met her.
"The same way anyone survives out there. I was lucky enough to find others who cared about me and who were willing to help me hone my natural abilities. There was one woman in particular. She was the first to take pity on me and take me in. She took care of me when I first arrived…she was the one who encouraged me to take the entrance exams for the academy once my abilities started to surface." She laughed a sad, little laugh as she remembered.
"What?" he asked, curiosity peaked.
"Oh, I didn't want to be a soul reaper. It was so frustrating that they wouldn't advance me with the rest of my class. The only reason I stuck to it was her. She died some time ago and I almost dropped out but I couldn't imagine returning and living there without her."
"I'm glad you stuck it out," he quietly told her.
She smiled in response. "It's getting rather late," she yawned and began to gather their dishes.
He took that as his cue to leave soon. "I should be taking my leave then," he politely replied.
She appeared disappointed. "You…you don't have to leave…if you don't want to. You may…stay if you like. I mean…I would like it if you decided to stay," she offered.
He grinned at the idea and blew out the candles. He was hoping that she'd ask him to stay but he wasn't going to simply assume she'd let him. Once the dishes were in the sink, she folded her clothes and led him by the hand to her bedroom. Like the other rooms of her quarters, this one was plain but her bed was exquisite. The mattress, pillows, and blankets were soft and welcoming. Upon snuggling up next to her beneath the sheets, he quickly decided that she had the most comfortable bed in all of the sairetei and fell asleep.
The following morning, he was the first to wake and he was perfectly content to lay in her comfortable bed and watch her sleep. The toyed with her hair which, in spite of their evening activities and the night of sleep, still appeared perfect. There was only one thing that bothered him. Even though she was still sleep, her eyes were partially open. He realized that this was because of her condition and something he would simply get used to but it was still unnerving at first. If he hadn't been able to see and hear her breathing, he thought she would have looked dead. He felt a slight bit of ease when she began to stir. Once awake, she smiled and reached out to him. The first thing she touched was his shoulder and her hand moved from there to his face. "How long have you been awake?"
"Not long," he lied.
"Are you hungry?" she slowly sat up next to him.
"A little."
She smiled again. "What would you like? I can make anything," she offered.
He grinned at her generosity. "Actually, I was thinking we could go out. You made an amazing dinner last night and there's no way that I can top that so I was hoping you'd let me take you out."
She smiled and agreed and, after a few more minutes of cuddling, they got out of bed and dressed. They ate a quiet breakfast and after a few brief thank yous, they parted ways for the day with the possibility of seeing one another that evening.
Hisagi went to catch up on some paperwork while Haushinka sought out Matsumoto so they could bathe.
Once they were in the warm water, they began to talk.
"Looks like you two had fun last night," Matsumoto teased.
Haushinka blushed. "What do you mean by that?"
"Oh…well, it seems he left a slight mark on your shoulder, dear."
"A mark?" she immediately reached one hand up to the spot on her shoulder where Hisagi had bitten her the night before.
"But don't worry, it'll go away in a couple of days and it's not like anyone can see it when you're wearing your regular uniform," she comforted.
Haushinka shrugged, "It's doesn't really effect me any."
Matsumoto pressed for details which, with a little coaxing, she received.
"So you took your blindfold off for him, huh?" she marveled. The vice captain had never seen or heard of Haushinka doing such a thing for anyone before.
"Yeah, sort of. It was really strange. You're the only other person I've shown since I was first admitted to the academy and that's only because we bathe together. This was totally different. Before I'd let him see me, though, I wanted him to 'see' things my way." She elaborated on how she made him wear her blindfold during their activities only to remove it and reveal herself to him afterward.
Matsumoto fanned herself, "Sweetie, that's so hot!" she raved and Haushinka blushed again.
"He seemed to enjoy it," she giggled.
After he was done with is paperwork, Hisagi decided to go out for a drink. At the pub, he ran into several of his friends and acquaintances that had something of a head start on him.
"So, how'd it go?" Kira immediately asked.
"It went…well," Hisagi carefully replied.
"Well, huh? Must not've gotten any," Renji teased.
Hisagi glared.
"Ooh, what a scary look!" Renji continued. "Just because you didn't get laid, don't take it out on me."
Hisagi smirked but still didn't say anything until a pair of voices from behind him chimed in as well. It was Yumichika and Ikkaku, also quite drunk.
Ikkaku was the first to interrupt. "Yeah, tell us all about it!" He wasn't exactly sure what they were talking about but from what little he had overheard, he had a pretty good idea.
Yumichika bought him a drink before really starting to badger the vice captain. "That young woman you've been spending so much time with…she is rather beautiful," the beauty obsessed man complimented.
"Yeah, you could say that," he agreed, remember how he'd told her that many times himself.
"Yeah, you've been seein' that new blind girl, haven't ya?" Ikkaku butted in. "You got a fetish for shit like that or something?"
Hisagi barely suppressed a blush at the accusation. He never actually thought about it that way but there was something about her blindness that he found attractive. After having a day to think about their evening together, he was only just beginning to realize it. "Is there a point to this?" he tried to shrug it off. They were drunk and losing his temper over a couple of drunks was not his style.
"She's kinda pretty…I knew her mother, if you know what I mean," he laughed crudely.
Hisagi glared.
"Oh yes, I knew that woman as well, as it were…" Yumichika idly commented, stirring his drink.
"Her 'mother' was a whore, ya know. So, I bet she's pretty good in the sack," Ikkaku elaborated.
Hisagi couldn't take it any more and punched the bald man in the jaw. After the blow, he withdrew and went back to his drink. It was a warning blow.
Ikkaku didn't dodge or retaliate. He simply wiped the blood from his lips and laughed, "What? Didn't she mention that?"
"Ikkaku, dear, you are being too brash," Yumichika scolded. "But Hisagi-san, he is correct. However, I hardly see how that's relevant to your relationship. It's not like she was involved in her caretaker's business anyway."
"That doesn't mean she didn't pick up a thing or two," Ikkaku joked as he flagged the bartender for another drink. "Besides, the guy deserves to know…especially if she's not gunna be the one to tell 'em," Ikkaku defended. "Wouldn't you want to know something like that?"
Hisagi suddenly reeled back to throw another punch but when it was about two feet from Ikkaku's right eye, a small stealthy hand stopped it midair.
The two men gave her looks of shock that only went unappreciated by her. "Shuuhei-san, I appreciate your willingness to defend my honor but he's not worth a bar fight. Let me handle this," she told him in an even tone.
"Haushinka-san…how long have you been…" Kira, also startled, interjected as Hisagi reluctantly withdrew.
"Long enough."
"Heh, I can tell who's in charge of this relationship," Ikkaku scoffed.
"Ikkaku-san…" she began as she slowly approached the much taller man, "…It's been a while. I bet that now you're a ranked officer, you don't have to pay women to fuck you anymore," she taunted.
"Why you little…" That comment caused Ikkaku's temper to flare and Yumichika to snicker.
"And talk about freaky shit…man, that was one point in my life that I was glad that I couldn't see. Just the sound of it was enough traumatize me and anyone else within earshot," she continued.
The bald man snarled.
"Oh, what's the matter baldy? You're the one who wanted to play this game." She continued to approach him until they were only inches apart, her face only reaching his chest.
"He's upset because he's losing now," Yumichika interjected.
She laughed a little at the remark and Ikkaku watched her breasts jiggle slightly as she did. He could feel his body temperature begin to rise due to her proximity. Her chest was almost brushing against his lower abdomen every time she took a breath.
"You said you still think I'm pretty…is that true," she asked with a sudden sheepishness.
Her change in demeanor boosted Ikkaku's confidence enough for him to continue their cocky banter. "Keh, maybe…that depends," he looked away from her for effect, too drunk to really realize how little of an effect it would have on her.
She appeared slightly disappointed, "Depends on what?" she took that final step toward him, closing the gap between their bodies.
Hisagi stood back in shock while she looked up at Ikkaku with a small, hopeful smile. Ikkaku wasn't sure which he liked better. "Well, it seems you've started to come around," he attempted to wrap an arm around her waist and secure his victory when she quickly stepped away from him and back to Hisagi's side.
"See dear, that's what this is really all about…he was just trying to get a rise out of you," she soothed from beside him.
Ikkaku turned red with embarrassment and anger, "You little bitch tease," he slammed his drink down.
"Oh, come on!" she chided, "After all the times I've turned you down you really think that now of all times I would change my mind? Sweetie, I think you should be cut off because you've obviously had too much to drink."
Hisagi wanted to interject, to offer words of support but he was so surprised by how aggressive she was being and simply stood in silence to admire her.
"So, can we all just have a nice, quiet drink now? I'll even buy the next round," she offered.
Everyone except Ikkaku agreed immediately and Ikkaku agreed after seeing that he was thoroughly beaten.
"That…was amazing!" Hisagi complimented once everyone went back to what they were doing.
"He's such a dickhead sometimes and you gotta really put him in his place every once in a while, ya know," she sort of slurred.
"I didn't know you knew Ikkaku and Yumichika," he continued.
"From way back…the first time each of them visited my 'mother', as I've came to know her, they tried to buy me instead…or as well," she giggled before chugging the rest of her drink.
Just then, Matsumoto, Renji, and Kira approached.
"Are-are you drunk?" he sudden asked, taking a moment to examine the flush on her cheeks.
"Maybe just a little, why?"
He laughed a little. "No reason."
"Whooo, you go girl," the older woman patted her on the back, nearly sending them both to the floor before turning to Hisagi, "Quite the firecracker when you get 'er liquored up, don't ya think?"
Hisagi scratched the back of his head, "I was just thinking that," he admitted with a slightly devilish grin.
While Kira and Renji took turns complimenting her verbal victory, Matsumoto leaned in close to Hisagi to whisper to him, "I heard you two had quite a bit of fun last night," she elbowed him in the ribs slightly.
"She told you about that?" he sounded a little unnerved.
"I saw that bite mark on her shoulder when we were bathing together this morning…it's pretty hot," Matsumoto told him in a teasingly husky voice while fanning herself off with her hand.
"B-bathing…together?" he suddenly asked, a deep flush rushing to his face.
"Well of course, she doesn't want anyone peeping on her so we go together," she explained.
"I see," He stepped away from Matsumoto, and wiped the blood that was beginning to trickle from his nose, to rejoin Haushinka. "Let's get the hell out of here. This place is lame," he grabbed her by the hand and tried to pull her away from his friends.
"Huh? Where are we going?" she stumbled along behind him. She barely had time to wish their friends good bye while he bought a bottle of sake to take with them.
Once they were gone, Renji slapped himself on the forehead in frustration, "Damn it!"
"What's the matter?" Kira asked.
"We never found out if they hooked up or not, that's like the whole reason we went out tonight, remember?" Renji groaned.
"Nosey, aren't we?" Matsumoto ironically accused. "Well, if you must know…" she trialed off.
"You know?" Renji immediately gave her his full attention.
"Of course I know."
"Well?" Renji impatiently prompted.
She was going to hold out a little longer until she saw the look of silent anticipation on Kira's face. The blonde man wasn't going to say anything or ask about it but it was obvious that he too wanted to know and badly. "Yes, yes they did," she confirmed.
"Are you sure?" Renji questioned.
"First you beg me for information and then you question my honesty. Of course I'm sure. If I wasn't I wouldn't be hanging around you guys, I'd still be stalking her."
Renji apologized.
"So it worked," Kira mumbled.
"Huh? What worked?" the redhead turned his attention again.
Matsumoto quickly quieted them with another round of drinks before she revealed too much information. If her theory was correct, the potion that she'd fed Hisagi the night before was still coursing through his veins and she could smell Haushinka's new perfume. All that meant that they were still going to act like horney bunnies and she figured that it would be best to wait until at least that was over before she revealed any secrets.
Hisagi wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close as they walked together. "You were a real bitch back there," he complimented before taking a couple sips off the top of the bottle.
"Yeah, sorry about that," she blushed.
"No, it was hot. I didn't know you had it in you," he squeezed her tightly and allowed his hand to wander up and down her side.
"Really?" she asked with a smirk. "Well, you're lucky I said anything at all."
"Why is that?" he passed her the bottle.
"If I didn't have so much of my own pride, I would have been content to let you start a bar fight for me…now that would have been hot," she fanned herself for effect.
He grinned at the idea and pulled her into an alley between two taller buildings. She made a small sound of surprise and grabbed onto his shirt as she tried to stumble along with him without falling down. She was reasonably successful and he was more than willing to hold her up.
Hisagi backed up against the wall and pulled her along with him until their bodies were pressed together. Once they stopped moving, she held the bottle up to him. "Here, I think you have some catching up to do," she giggled. In actuality, she didn't care if he drank, she just knew she'd had enough for the time being.
He accepted the bottle and her advice. As he began to drink from the bottle, she began to toy with the collar of his robes. She could feel his muscles move beneath the fabric as she pulled it away from his skin. Once his chest was exposed, she began to nuzzle and kiss on his newly exposed flesh. He let her do as she pleased as he took casual sips and he could feel his skin grow warmer from both. She smiled when he nearly gasped at her pulling his robe off one of his shoulders. He swallowed hard when she found his nipple, already hard, and began to toy with it using her mouth. As she played with the sensitive bud of flesh, her hands moved lower, to his belt. He could hardly believe how easy it was for him to allow her to begin undressing him in public like that.
With the top of his robe hanging open, she continued to move her lips lower, down his stomach and to his navel. As she dipped her tongue inside, she pressed her generous bosom against his growing erection. When his breath caught in his throat, she pulled back from his belly button for a moment to press her chest harder against him.
"This is one of the times in my life…when I wish I could see," she confessed. If the sounds he was making were any indication, his expression would have been priceless.
He didn't know what to say to that. Somehow, he felt honored but he wasn't sure how to express it or even if he should. So, he settled for taking another drink and staring down at her in awe. Her skin was flushed, her lips were parted, and her breasts were squished against his body.
She could feel him hardening beneath her breasts and she gave him a sly grin, "You like this, ne?" she arched her back to create a small amount of friction, but enough to make him whimper in response.
After she'd been so submissive to his advances the night before, this was a nice change of pace. He couldn't help getting turned on by her aggressiveness and though he was rarely the submissive type, he was more than willing to allow her to dominate their encounter.
"Perhaps, we should take this elsewhere," she suggested but didn't move.
He made a small sound of disappointment. She was probably right but he was so excited that he wanted her to do whatever it was she was going to do right there and then, he did not want to wait for it.
"But I suppose we could just finish this here…if you can manage to keep quiet. If I remember correctly, you had to bite down on my shoulder to stifle your cries of pleasure last night. This time you won't be able to do that…think you can manage?" she asked teasingly as she began to pull her robe down off her shoulders.
He nodded eagerly until he realized that wasn't an appropriate response, "Yeah, I can manage," he told her through gritted teeth.
She finished exposing her breasts to him before pulling his pants down far enough to release his hard member, already weeping at the tip. She flicked her tongue out to lick away the precum before squishing him between her large, heavy tits. He barely suppressed a groan of satisfaction as she began to work on him. His need for something to hold on to was the only thing that stopped him from dropping their bottle of alcohol as he stared down at her in lusty awe.
"I've thought about this since the first time I saw you," he admitted.
She giggled and that sent vibrations through his body. Instead of responding, she continued her task and began teasing his swollen head with her mouth when it would appear through the top of her cleavage.
He brought his hand up to his mouth to muffle the sounds of pleasure that escaped his guard and bit down on his knuckles when he came. He bit himself hard enough to break the skin on his hand and cause it to bleed. When she was finished swallowing all that he could give her, she pulled her robe back around her shoulders and proceeded with helping him redress as well. When she was finished with his pants, but before she could reach for his shirt, he grabbed her and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. He wrapped one arm around her body while his free hand ran through her hair.
"Have I ever mentioned…how amazing you are?" he asked between kisses.
"Mmmm," she tiled her head to one side as he began kissing her neck, "I think you've mentioned it," she giggled. That's when she sensed something and tensed slightly.
Had she not been in his arms when it happened, Hisagi probably would have overlooked her tension but, as it was, he couldn't help noticing it and trying to pull away to find out what was the matter. She didn't let him pull away. Instead, she placed a careful hand on the back of his neck and held him in place, turning slightly to whisper in her ear. "Don't look now…but we're being watched."
Hisagi didn't exactly obey but he didn't jerk away from her either. Instead, he tried to continue what he was doing while sneaking a peek. It was Ikkaku and Yumichika. "How long have they been there?" he nearly growled.
"Not long…I think they're just passing by. They weren't here for the good part," she assured him. "But since they seem to have decided this is a show…why not make it worth their while?" she proposed.
Hisagi grinned at the idea of rubbing his relationship in the apparently jealous face of Ikkaku and moved the hand from around her back to her breast, messaging it lightly while capturing her delicate and swollen lips. In response, she used her grip on the back of his neck to deepen the kiss.
Ikkaku's face reddened in anger but was just going to walk away until he heard the sound of appreciation his boyfriend happened to be making. Ikkaku sneered at Yumichika who was shamelessly watching them with a lewd grin dancing across his lips. "He lives right, fuckin' over there," the bald man pointed down the street a few blocks to the vice captain's quarters, "Why don't you two get a room?" He couldn't stop himself from glaring at how easily Hisagi held Haushinka in his arms. He'd never seen her behave that way with anyone, not that he himself along with countless others hadn't tried.
Hisagi pulled away and smirked at the pair watching from the street.
"Oh, I'm sorry. We are so careless. Is this your dark alley?" She took Hisagi by the hand and led him toward the street with a bratty smile. "Come on, sweetie, let's give them their alley back."
They could feel the bald fighter's energy begin to flare rather dangerously as they passed and started toward Hisagi's quarters. Before they got too far, Haushinka briefly turned around to make a series of gestures that could be summarized as you suck him over there, yes? It wasn't a question as much as a request or even a demand. Yumichika gave her a soft smile and nodded in her direction, knowing that she would not receive his response, before leading his bald boyfriend into the alley to 'calm him down', as he also heard her call it on occasion.
Okay, well that's all I have for now. I may continue this if I get some inspriation but I don't feel to bad for ending it here. I hope it was mildly enjoyed. Any input would be greatly appreciated!