Ok, first of all I'm so sorry! I've hit a case of writer's block and couldn't get rid of it till now. But thank you for reading nonetheless even with my horrible work ethic and I hope you enjoy! Please review!

Noble Kidnapped

Nanao gave a groan as she woke to blurry vision and a dark room. Assessing herself, she found herself tied to a chair, her glasses off, and a throbbing head.

"My parents will have your head for this!" She threatened her voice steely and cold as she fit a mask over her face. A chilling laugh greeted her as a candle was lit in the room.

The candle's weak light revealed a bare room with no windows and only a single door at the top of the stairs. The man who carried the candle was a man with brown hair slicked back, and cold, brown eyes, "They're not coming." The man gave a snort at Nanao's apparent naivety. She straightened, offended by his offhand manner,

"I will have you-" Snorting, the man interrupted Nanao with a roll of his eyes,

"Yes, yes, but your parents have no idea you're here now do they? Now stay quiet, it'd be pity to ruin that pretty face of yours." The man said with another chilling laugh before leaving the candle in the room and walking out the door.

Grinding her teeth in frustration, Nanao pulled at the tight bonds which bound her wrists only managing to chafe her wrists. Though as the blood dripped down her hands her mind suddenly turned to a different thought…twisting back as far as possible, Nanao couldn't catch a single glimmer of silver that was usually clamped around her wrists. Smirking, she could feel a spark dancing on her finger.

Kyouraku woke slowly and looked across the room to search for the beautiful form of his Nanao-chan. A pout appeared on his face when he found the room empty. With the burden of having to get up, Kyouraku sighed and swept out of the room to check whether she had let the others out of their rooms. In his hurry, he hadn't noticed the wakizashi knife or the glasses that lay glittering on the floor of his room.

Slowly his concern grew as he found the rooms still locked and not a trace of Nanao. The rest of the group watched, amused at Kyouraku's anxiety,

"She's probably found somewhere to read or be alone." Rangiku said with a roll of her eyes and a bite of her breakfast. Kyouraku however did not share these reassurances when he returned to their room and found the unsheathed, wakizashi blade and glasses that lay on the floor.

Falling to his knees, the blade and glasses clutched carefully-almost tenderly-in his hands, Kyouraku held them with shaking hands. Looking sharply up, he declared to the empty room,

"Whoever did this will pay dearly."

The table shook as Rangiku stood, her fists slamming into the surface of the table,

"Nanao has been what?" She screeched, alerting every person at a fifty feet radius of their predicament. Shushing her with an anxious look, Kyouraku looked at all of them with a steady gaze that Ukitake and Unohana had seen only once,

"She has been kidnapped." His voice was smooth and steady like the calm before the storm. Shaking her head, Rangiku sat back in her seat, arms crossed as she glared at Kyouraku,

"How do we know your not lying?"

"Because of these." Kyouraku said once more in the monochromatic voice as he carefully lay the knife and the wireframe glasses on the table. Rangiku fell silent, eyes wide as she stared at the evidence. Stepping forward, her face remained composed though concern and worry lurking beneath her thinly veiled eyes as she spoke,

"What will we do now?"

Grimacing as the ropes fell to the floor, Nanao reached down to untie her legs only to find her hands covered in blood and burn marks at her attempts of reaching the rope. Gritting her teeth as she let the fire spark to life once more to burn through the ropes that wrapped around her legs.

As the ropes slid to the floor in a silent whisper, Nanao allowed herself a grim smile as she stood up to unsteadily walk to the doorway. Reaching the simple-almost crude-door, it swung open with a creak to reveal a labyrinth of stone walls and firelight. Eyes widening, she looked in despair at the branching hallways before hesitantly starting her walk through the maze hoping no monster waited for her.

The remaining five sat there in one of the rooms as they tried to wrap their mind around the fact of kidnapping. Gin and Rangiku sat on one of the beds, Unohana and Ukitake on the other as Kyouraku paced back and forth between the four as he wore down the floorboards of the room.

"Kyouraku-kun you need to calm down." Remarked Unohana as she watched him pace back and forth, tension emanating from his body. Whirling around sharply, Kyouraku's face was a mix of worry and anger, "How can I calm down? Some brute has kidnapped Nanao and we have no idea what's happened to her!" He snapped to Unohana, his nerves on the edge. In reply however, Unohana merely raised an eyebrow and seemed to mentally reprimanded him.

Kyouraku sighed and seemed to almost deflate as he slumped down against the wall, his eyes hidden by his hat as he spoke,

"My apologies Retsu-chan." He said miserably as he rubbed his temples against the headache that was beginning to rage.

"We need to find her!" Rangiku said suddenly as she sat straight up, her eyes flashing dangerously as a fire took hold. Everyone looked up in amazement at the girl except for Gin who sighed resignedly before quietly muttering,

"Just as impulsive as always. Glad to see you haven't changed." Shooting a quick glare at him Rangiku stuck her tongue out before continuing,

"Let's do something, call the police, search every inch of the town, I don't care, but Nanao has to be found!" She said, her eyes begging with each of the group.

A groan sounded through the room as Gin fell back on the bed his smile a bit pained as Rangiku turned her gaze to him, "Ran! You know I can't refuse you when you use that look! It's no fair if you use it!" Gin objected as he glared at her for a moment before falling back and groaning out, "Fine, I'll ask around. I've made some friends in the past few years so I can see if they know anything. Though no calling the police, they've put a hundred dollar bounty on our heads." He warned, knowing his words fell on deaf ears as Rangiku and Kyouraku darted out of the room. Sighing, Gin trudged out of the room, a tolerant smile on his lips.

Blinking, Ukitake and Unohana sat there in the now empty room as the yells slowly faded away, they got up and with knowing smiles went off to find where the hurricane Kyouraku had disappeared too.

Preview

Her clothes were torn and blood had begun to soak into the simple fabric of the dress she wore. The clip in her hair had fallen out and her dark hair framed her face as her eyes frantically searched the stone walls that seemed to continue on forever. A roar filled the air as her eyes widened and sweat trickled down her suddenly pale face. Her hands rose up to conjure a fireball that lasted only seconds before sputtering out. A shadow appeared at the end of the hallway.