Turned Around
Chapter Seven
Choosing to Submit
"Yumi-kun?" came Ikkaku's voice from the doorway. He blinked slowly and yawned, careful not to disturb his sleeping pet. "Will you speak more to Renji and Rukia tonight or should I send them home?" he said quietly.
Yumichika nodded. "I'll speak to them; you stay with him. I believe he's asleep, but he may still be out of it when he wakes."
Ikkaku nodded and replaced Yumichika in the bed. Yumichika wrapped his white yukata around him, his own arousal having faded as soon as Ichigo had needed him. He came out and saw the two other Shinigami sitting and making whispered conversation with each other. They both looked up when Yumichika came out.
"I wonder how you feel about seeing Ichigo like this," Yumichika said as he sat down.
Renji stared at Yumichika for a long moment. "Um, I don't know what to think…it was…really…ah…"
"Arousing?" Yumichika asked with a smile. "That's fine. It can be arousing. There is nothing wrong with that, Abarai. If it is in your desire, you would be able to participate with him."
Renji's eyes went wide. "You me, you know, do that? But what if he doesn't want to do that with me…"
Yumichika smiled at him. "He readily agreed to having others play with us."
"Play?" Rukia asked with a frown.
"Yes, play, that is what it is called, when we play out a scene with each other. Sex and domination are things that are on a different level than sex between people. I suppose we have a casual sexual relationship among those of us that do this. Or perhaps when you have a group of people that share among each other, it is similar to having multiple partners in a way," Yumichika said with a soft smile. "But then, I would wonder how your others would react to having you control them in this fashion. Would you collar Kuchiki-taichou, Abarai-kun?" Yumichika said with a smirk.
Renji's face reddened. "Um, I…how do you even know this?"
Yumichika shook his head. "I see things others might not. I see the slight tinting of your cheeks when you look at Kuchiki-taichou. I see the way that Ishida-san looks upon you, Rukia. I see that look of adoration mixed with fear. I see the way you assert yourself over him without realizing it. It is subtle, but I've been doing this for a very long time," Yumichika said with a sigh. "So, yes, there are signs, but most people won't see them."
Renji bit his lip. "But, okay, well, how the hells am I supposed to approach Kuchiki-taichou? What…what do I say? He's my taichou!"
Yumichika sighed. "Assert yourself, boy. If you are truly to Dominate Byakuya Kuchiki, you cannot be subtle about it. He will not bend to anyone's will, unless he chooses. So, approach him as you would with full intent. If he is agreeable, he will give you control. Remember this, the submissive is not powerless. They give us control. We never take what is not willingly given. The submissive controls what we do. We control how we meet the submissive's needs."
Renji nodded, looking at his hands and wondering how exactly he was supposed to do this without having his captain use his Bankai on him… Rukia wasn't sure how she felt about this, because she knew Uryū's feeling son the Shinigami…
"You fret that our Quincy will find being dominated by a Shinigami to be improper?" Yumichika said with a subtle grin. "I think you will find that Uryū Ishida has been tightly wound most of his life. He has clung tightly to things that he has wholeheartedly believed. He has had his world exploded by finding that the Shinigami are not the monsters he believed them to be. He is lost. Ichigo requires control for some very specific reasons. Ishida, however, he is simply unmoored."
Rukia nodded. She has, for a while, felt drawn to the Quincy. She hadn't been able to explain it. It was as though after the incident with them coming to save her, she had become glad to see him when they encountered each other. She didn't understand it. She'd never felt that way about another. She saw Ichigo and Renji as her family, but Uryū… There was something about his cocky nature that she wanted to knock down a peg or two. And while she was honestly not interested in him sexually, she wanted to see him with…
"Ah, so is something wrong with me if the dominating part is what entices me with Ishida?" Rukia asked quietly. "I…I don't think he's interested in women…but…"
"You wish to see him with, perhaps…my pet?" Yumichika asked with a smirk.
Rukia colored at the statement and Yumichika smiled again. "Dominating doesn't mean having sex with your sub all the time, sometimes it is only about filling their needs. I enjoy both aspects."
Renji and Rukia asked a few more things, mostly about the things that Yumichika had done so far with Ichigo, and then they both set off to think. It was a lot to consider.
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Renji stood outside the office door wondering what the hell he was supposed to say to his captain. Taichou, I just wanted to talk to you, because I want to fuck you and tie you up and make you my toy… Yeah, that would go over well. Just the "fucking" part was going to be hard to get past. It was true, desperately true, but still. He swallowed and went in. Assertive. If he wants to give me control, he will, he told himself. He took a breath and went in, hoping he didn't end up in the fourth division for this.
Byakuya was sitting at the desk going over paperwork. Renji licked his lips for a second and then walked over to him. He stood in front of the desk for a second until Byakuya looked up at him. He appeared a little confused by Renji's appearance.
"Fuku-taichou, I thought you were otherwise occupied today and would not be in?" Byakuya asked.
"I am otherwise occupied. With this," he said, locking eyes with Byakuya.
"What do you mean by that, Abarai? I'm busy," Byakuya said and started to look away.
"Don't look away from me," Renji said in a voice that was a lot stronger than he expected at that moment.
Byakuya tilted his head to the side and frowned at him. "Excuse me, Abarai, what did you say to me?"
Renji thought might as well go forward because he was going to get his ass kicked either way. Might as well dive into it. "I said, don't look away from me. You heard me."
Renji was sure that Byakuya's gaze was going to bore through him. The man was so hard to read, but Renji had known him a long time and he saw the slight dilation of his eyes. He had him. He just had to keep going. He was reacting, more than he'd expected.
"I think that you need to be put in place, 'Kuya," Renji said, walking around the desk. Byakuya didn't move his eyes from Renji as he moved. "Because I think that there's some part of you that wants to let go. I think that there's some piece of you that wants to know what it's like to be someone else's property. No, I don't think, I know, 'Kuya. I know."
Renji was doing his best to not look scared out of his mind because if Byakuya wasn't going along with it, he was going to be on his ass in about two minutes' time. And that was best case scenario. "Renji Abarai, I think you have overstepped…" Byakuya began.
Renji moved then, stepping forward and grabbing the front Byakuya's shihakuso in his hand and putting his face nose to nose with the captain. He was amazed he could keep his breathing even through this. He'd doubted he could do it, but once he started…it felt right.
"I think you have overstepped," he said breathily. "I think you want to be put down. I think you want someone to make you grovel and beg. And I'm telling you that I want to be the person that does it. I'm telling you that I want to have you, every piece of you, and I want you to show me the part of you that no one has seen since you were a boy. I want you to give it to me, 'Kuya."
For a second, Renji saw anger flash in Byakuya's eyes and he was more than a little worried that he was about to be picking shards of Senbonzakura out of his ass for a week. He didn't flinch, though, and he didn't show it. Instead he continued.
"You are so perfect and controlled, 'Kuya, and I want to mess you up so much. I want to see you writhing in pleasure and pain, and I want to see that perfect hair mussed and tangled. I want to see you on your knees and begging for release. And I want to see you in all your beauty. I want to see you let go and I want to see you find out exactly how much control you can lose before you go out of your mind," Renji said slowly, leaning even closer. "I want to then put you back together and walk out in front of the fourth division, knowing that even though you are my superior, you are my boy, my property to do with what I will, and knowing that every time you give me an order in here, I'll give you two in our bedroom."
Byakuya's eyes had gone a bit wide, Renji realized, and then noted that they were both blown wide as he stared at him. Renji reached out and put his free hand against Byakuya's face. "You can say no, and we forget this happened. I'll walk away, and nothing will change. But…if you say yes, I promise you, I will make you the most important thing in my life and I will never do anything that will hurt you no matter what."
Renji stepped back then, swallowing hard. He nodded and headed to the door. He paused, turning to stare at his obviously dumbfounded captain. "If you do say yes, I'll be at Yumichika's tonight. He's instructing me."
With that, he disappeared out the door and Byakuya stared for a long time.
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Uryū sat on the floor and looked over scrolls and books; frankly, he was exhausted. He'd found nothing new. He was a stymied as he had been before. He ran his hands through his black hair and growled in frustration. He was about to go home at this rate with nothing new. There was something here, he knew it. Something about the Quincies did not make sense. He couldn't put it together, but it was like it was just outside his reach…it was hidden in the shadows of his mind.
"Ishida," came Rukia's voice, snapping him out of his thoughts. He looked up to see the petite woman standing and leaning against the doorframe.
"Oh, hi, Kuchiki. Um, I…"
"When did you last eat or sleep?" she went on.
Uryū looked up at her and blinked in confusion. What in the world brought this up? "Um, I…I don't know…I've been…"
"Get up," she said and for some reason a chill went down Uryū's spine.
"Wh-what is it?" he said, getting up even though he questioned it.
"You are going to eat, and then you are going to sleep, that's what," she said with a look on her face that made Uryū sure he did not want to argue with her. She was somewhat scary like this.
Uryū started to argue a bit, after all, why did it matter. "Well, I just don't know what it is I'm missing…" he started.
"Of course you don't, idiot. You can't think without food and sleep or did you forget you're human? Now I said come on, and I mean it," she said and Uryū didn't even think he just followed her.
Why was he following her? He swallowed as they went toward a ramen place and she ordered for him. That was unusual, but she ordered what he liked. He sat down and at while she watched him the entire time. Then, when he was done, she took him to the room he was staying in and led him inside. Once the door shut behind them she turned on him, and Uryū's breath caught because she was right there suddenly.
"Now. I'm giving you a choice, Uryū Ishida, last of the Quincy. You hate everything we are, do you? Well, you are falling apart and can't even see what is before your eyes. I've had my eyes opened recently about a lot of things, but one of the biggest ones has been that I am more than I believed before. You are treading dangerous ground, not as dangerous as Ichigo, but still. I think that an arrangement between us might benefit you. You need to be allowed the space to come undone. I'm willing to let you, and help you. If you wish it," Rukia said, her violet eyes never leaving Uryū's.
"Um, I don't understand, what do you mean?" he stammered.
"Just what I say, idiot. If you want to, I'll be at Yumichika's tonight receiving his instruction. Come if you wish. If not, fine as well," she said and nodded emphatically before she turned on her heel and left the room.
Uryū was left staring at the door for a long time. His heart was pounding in his chest and he didn't understand why. He wasn't attracted to Rukia, not like that, but something about the way she just let him glide through things in the last few minutes had been…relaxing. He swallowed and shook his head. He wouldn't go to her to night, this was nonsense. He fell into the bed, though, and fell instantly asleep. He never fell asleep right away…
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"Yumi-kun," Ikkaku said softly as he came into the living room. Yumichika was sitting on the futon with Ichigo asleep with his head on Yumichika's lap. His hands were clipped to the collar and he was curled against Yumichika's belly with his face.
"Yes, love," he said, taking the cup of tea from Ikkaku.
"Um, aren't we…" he started but there was a knock at the door. Yumichika smiled to himself.
Ikkaku went to the door to find both Renji and Rukia standing there. He smiled. "Yumi-kun, I believe your students are here," he said with a smirk as he came back in.
Renji and Rukia came in and sat down across from Yumichika. Yumichika smiled at them. "How did your proposals go today?"
Renji shrugged. "Well, I'm not pulling shards of sword out of my face, so better than I expected…"
"I'm not sure. Uryū seemed very unsure about it. Perhaps I didn't do it right…" she began, but she was interrupted by a knock on the door again.
Ikkaku, who had just sat down at the table. "Why can't everyone show up at one damn time?" he muttered. "And where the hell are we putting this many people, Yumi-kun?" he whined.
"Hush, love. Answer the door," Yumichika said, hands still carding Ichigo's hair as he slept.
Ikkaku was quite surprised to see that it was Byakuya who was standing at the door looking somewhat confused and annoyed. "Ah, well, that's a surprise," he muttered, gesturing for Byakuya to come into the room. "Didn't expect you first."
"First?" Byakuya asked with a frown.
"You'll see," Ikkaku muttered as he went back to sit down and drink his tea at the table.
Renji stood up when he saw Byakuya and stared at him, unsure what to say. It could be that he was here to chastise him, of course. "Taichou," he said, just to be on the safe side. "I…I didn't really expect you to come."
There was another knock. "For fuck's sake!" Ikkaku exclaimed, sighing and standing up. "Next time, you people need to get here at the same damn time! I want a cup of tea!" he growled as he walked to the door and pulled it open with a furious look on his face.
Uryū flinched back from him. "Get in here, dammit!" he groused and Uryū moved in past him carefully. "Crowded as fuck, and I'm not sure how this is going to work," he muttered walking past Yumichika.
"Hush, you," Yumichika said and slapped his ass as he walked by. "I'll flog you until you can't stand if you keep that smart aleck attitude up," he said.
"Go ahead," he growled as he flopped in his seat. "I don't care as long as I can drink my damn tea."
Yumichika rolled his eyes and sighed. "I think someone is feeling neglected," he muttered.
Uryū glanced at Rukia then to Renji and Byakuya. He didn't know what to say, but then his eyes fell on a very familiar head of orange hair resting in Yumichika's lap. He frowned a bit and then realized that he had cuffs on his ankles and there was a collar around his neck.
"I see you've decided to at least come see what your fellows are proposing," Yumichika said with a smile. "Byakuya Kuchiki, sit beside Renji. Uryū Ishida, beside Rukia. You will attend to the person you are to be with, even now. Once you enter this place, or whatever place we agree to, you will be in the submissive position. If this is an issue, leave before I begin this. If by the end of this you decline to participate, that is fine. But you will, while you are here, abide by the role you came here for."
To Renji's shock, Byakuya came and sat down beside him on the futon. Uryū hesitated but went and stood beside Rukia since there was no room on it. Yumichika looked at him.
"On the floor," Yumichika said and Uryū dropped immediately, looking from him to Rukia. "And you," he said, turning his eyes on Byakuya. "You are not a taichou here, remember that. And if you believe you are, leave this room as you came in. Otherwise, you leave your title at the doorway."
Renji glanced at him and saw that he didn't move to say or do anything, so he was a little worried about it. He wondered if he was just going to let them talk and then grow really pissed off. He heard a clinking and realized that Ichigo was starting to stir. Yumichika smiled.
"Ah, pet, you've awakened in time," he said with a smile and reached down and put his hand on Ichigo's face.
"Hmm, Yumi-sama…what…" he muttered, still half asleep. Yumichika smiled. He was coming along much better than he expected. He unclipped his hands from the collar so he could sit up.
"Come now," Yumichika said. "Sit up, we've got guests."
Ichigo's head turned enough that they could see his face for a second before a harsh intake of breath. "Ah, now, now, don't be like that," Yumichika said with a sigh as he reached down and grabbed the ring in the collar. "I said to sit up, or do I have to make you do so?"
"No, sumimasen," he said quickly, and pushed himself up and turned to face those in the room. Rukia and Renji, he expected. But he did not expect to see Uryū and Byakuya. He looked between them nervously.
"Now, you are all here for a similar reason, so we should begin with the first things. First thing is, submissive does not mean weak. Ichigo is probably more powerful than most the captains in the Gotei 13, but he lacks the ability to control that power. So a solution is to give me control. Now, Byakuya, I know you are aware of this. Your last fuku-taichou was involved in a relationship like this," he said and Byakuya gave a slight nod. "Rukia came to me out of concern for Ichigo. She saw what a danger he is to himself and others. Now, she and Renji have both shown traits of those who wish to be a Dominant partner for the right reasons, so I requested they approach their prospective submissives."
Uryū looked up at Rukia and then back to Yumichika. "But…but…I'm not um…I don't like…uh…girls…"
Yumichika smiled. "Fret not, I do not believe Rukia intends to satisfy your sexual needs, dear. In fact, I believe she is most interested in seeing those needs satisfied with the individuals that will best fit them," he said as his hand reached over and clutched Ichigo's thigh for a second. Ichigo, as he'd been instructed, looked downward.
He'd already been slapped a couple times for forgetting where to put his gaze. He swallowed and felt a wave of something surge through him. He felt him trying to use his current confusion and anxiety to surface. He thought he was okay, though. So he listened.
"This is not without rules. And each of you, should you decide to do this, will have different protocols. Obviously, Uryū is not a Shinigami. Rukia, and anyone that dominates him, will have to be extremely careful. That will be determined in the limits you will set. The thing I remind you is that control is given away, not taken. Ichigo and I came to the agreement we have through much thought. I've taken full control of him, in a particular kind of relationship called a Total Power Exchange. This is not necessary. Ikkaku and I have a more tradition relationship, as our roles do not extend outside our home, or if we choose to show them elsewhere," Yumichika explained. "There are different ways to dominate another. Some enjoy being humiliated. Some enjoy age regression. Some enjoy being treated as pet. Some enjoy a mixture. Some enjoy pleasure, some pain, and some both. Ichigo seems to enjoy a lot of different things," Yumichika said and then glanced over to see Ichigo's hands were trembling.
"Ichigo?" he said quietly as he leaned forward and clutched his hand. Ichigo turned and looked at him, both eyes had already changed from brown to black and gold. "Fucking hell," Yumichika muttered. "Ikkaku, I'll need your help this time."
Ikkaku got up and came over. "Oh, that's no good, he didn't even say anything," he muttered.
Ichigo's head tilted to the side and he let out a muffled giggle and smiled at Yumichika. The hollow voice came out next. "Better ramp it up, Yumi-sama. Ichigo's hunger is growing, and the more it grows, the closer I come to the surface…"
"Hunger?" Yumichika said as his hand paused in front of Ichigo's throat.
"Hunger…gnawing…endless…hunger…" he said and the voice of the hollow intertwined with Ichigo's voice as he vied for control.
Yumichika growled and reached out and snatched the ring of the collar and stood in one smooth move. "Pet, you need to get this under control."
He could feel Ichigo swallow thickly but the color remained. Yumichika reached out and Ikkaku dropped the length of chain into his hand. He moved and attached it to the cuffs and then the lower ring in the collar. He still held tightly to the collar's larger ring and then pulled harder, lifting Ichigo to his toes. He gasped out loud as the pressure on his arms had been alleviated when his arms dropped.
"Control, Ichigo. Now. Or I will bind you so tightly that you cannot move, and leave you aching for release for a full day and night. I will have you watch as I attend to Ikkaku while you are left alone and bound. Is that what you desire?" Yumichika said softly.
"N-no…Yumi-sama…" Ichigo finally managed as the color began to finally edge out of his right eye.
"I have you, Ichigo. Remember that, you're in my control, you can control him," Yumichika said sternly.
The others watched with rapt attention. Renji hadn't witnessed this the last time, and how easily the hollow rose to the surface surprised him.
Yumichika felt his body slackening and he let him drop to his flat feet for a moment. His legs weren't going to hold him, though, and once again, Yumichika knelt down with him until they were kneeling in front of each other. Ikkaku dropped the blanket down over Ichigo's shoulders again before he moved around and waited for anything else Yumichika needed.
"Control it!" Yumichika said after a second. "Get him under control! Now, Ichigo!" he said with a sound to his voice that none but Ikkaku had ever heard.
"Yes, Yumi-sama, yes…. yes…" Ichigo said and Yumichika watched as the color began to rapidly recede this time. It was much faster than the day before. He nodded as Ichigo began to pant heavily. "I…I tried to say…something…but he…stopped me…I…"
"Hush, pet," Yumichika said and reached out to run his hand over Ichigo's head. "Hush."
Yumichika stood slowly with him and pulled him onto the futon with him. Ichigo's hands still trembled but he leaned into Yumichika's shoulder and sighed deeply as he fell unconscious. Those present saw that briefly, the red marks on his face had seemed to glow vibrantly.
"What I am doing with him," Yumichika said with a sigh. "This is so much more accelerated than it should be. I've taken him in three days through what should take more than a month or more in training. This is because I have no choice. He is going to lose control if I don't assert control over him. So, I will say that if you agree to these arrangements, things will not be so rapid for you two. And of course, I'll be training both Renji and Rukia. So you both will have to be comfortable with me and Ikkaku taking their place in instructing them."
Yumichika pulled Ichigo's body in closer to him and sighed. "Now, Ikkaku, give them the papers I prepared. I believe that most things should be self-explanatory. Come find me tomorrow if you need help. I'm going to see if there is an empty housing unit that we might use rather than this cramped environment."
Yumichika looked between them. "Now, if you don't mind, I believe my dear pet has need of rest in a bed, so we will meet here tomorrow evening. If you decide to, of course."
Yumichika easily leaned over and picked up Ichigo in his arms and disappeared into the bedroom. Ikkaku saw everyone out and wondered if they would come back the next night.