Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Of Demons and Death ❯ Soifon=Bitch ( Chapter 14 )

Once again, I DO NOT and WILL NEVER own any part of Bleach or Inuyasha. I merely beg the forgiveness of the authors for twisting their characters and ideas to fit my sick needs.

 

NOTE: NO INUYASHA CHARACTERS WILL BE DEPICTED IN THIS WORK! I MERELY TOOK SEVERAL IDEAS TO SUPPLEMENT MY OWN!

 

MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT FINISHED THE SOUL SOCIETY ARC AND THOSE WHO HAVE NOT BEEN READING THE NEW CHAPTERS IN THE MANGA! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

 

----------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------

 

I sat on the edge of a building, my legs swinging off the ledge as I let my mind wander. My hand instinctively flexed as a fresh shot of pain made its way up my arm, reminding me again of my stupidity.

“I thought it was quite brilliant.” said Ryuujin as she appeared next to me, finally calm enough to say more than obscenities in my direction. “Uncalled for, but brilliant.”

“What makes you say brilliant?” I asked as I looked over at her. “My hand looks like mincemeat.”

“Didn't you see it? He was scared.” said Ryuujin, a cruel note lacing her voice. “He didn't expect anyone to be able to break his zanpakuto like that.”

I couldn't help but twinge as Ryuujin mimicked breaking Aizen's zanpakuto. The look in her eyes alone made a large part of me realize it was a good thing she was on my side in all of this.

“You are rather smart for a shinigami.” said Ryuujin as her eyes slid over me. “It almost makes me wonder if you would have become a Vasto Lord yourself.”

“I'm guessing that's a compliment?” I asked, grimacing a little as my arm twinged again.

“Why didn't you take the pain medication?” asked Ryuujin.

“You're not supposed to take them with alcohol.” I said, failing to hide my smile.

“Reirei-chan! Ryu-chan!”

We both looked down to see Yachiru and Zaraki standing there, the former waving a giant piece of paper at us.

“Come see my picture!” shouted Yachiru, Zaraki tilting his head in an attempt to keep Yachiru from knocking him in the head.

“Sure!” I shouted back before looking back over at Ryuujin. “Ready, Ryu-chan?”

“Watch it.” said Ryuujin, pointing a clawed finger at me before floating down.

“Come on!” I called as I let myself fall, gathering spirit particles under my feet to cushion my fall.

As soon as my feet touched the ground Yachiru jumped off of Zaraki and run over to me, holding her newest drawing out in front of her.

“It's you!” shouted Yachiru excitedly before putting it on the ground and pointing at it. “See, these are your spiky armor plates on your shoulders and this is your cool plate thingy on your chest and this your cool belt and this is your cool sword!”

As she pointed out all the parts of her drawing I had to admit it looked pretty good, though I couldn't help but notice several of the spikes on my shoulder plates went through my head. I also couldn't help but notice that the drawn version of me had what appeared to be double Ds underneath the `cool plate thingy on my chest'.

“Wow. I didn't know my boobs were that big.” I said casually as I squatted down to better see the drawing.

“Yeah, but they're not as big as Big Booby's!” said Yachiru as she smiled up at me.

“No, they are not.” I said simply as I looked up at Zaraki to see him determinedly staring in the opposite direction. “What does Ken-chan think of this?”

“He says he likes it!” said Yachiru as she sat down and started to trace some of her lines with her finger. “He even helped me on it! He's the one who said I didn't make your boobs big enough!”

“Really?” I asked, earning a glare from Zaraki.

“I wanna make another one!” said Yachiru as she jumped to her feet, drawing in hand. “Come on!”

She grabbed my uninjured hand and pulled me after her, a huge smile plastered across her face.

“Come on, Ken-chan!” said Yachiru happily as we walked past Zaraki. “You can help me on this one too!”

“Come on, Ken-chan!” I said mockingly to Zaraki as Yachiru continued to drag me behind her.

“Sure.” said Zaraki as he walked up behind me and grabbed my ass.

“Knock it off.” I said as I swatted away his hand. “Later.”

“You still owe me.” whispered Zaraki into my ear and I felt chills run down my spine. He must have seen my reaction because he smiled wolfishly before moving back a few steps.

We walked like this for a while, Yachiru constantly reassuring me that we were almost at the 11th Division. I smiled to myself as I slipped in a few directions to her in an attempt to guide her to where she was trying to go. I almost let myself slip off into a daydream when I felt a familiar reiatsu appear ahead of me.

“Hirameki Reijin!”

I couldn't help but sigh as I looked up at Soifon, both she and several of her assassins blocking our path. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest and I could see she had a bone to pick with me.

“What do you want Soifon?” I asked as we came to a stop, Yachiru looking between us.

“You may have fooled the rest of the Captains, but you cannot fool me.” said Soifon loudly, Zaraki snarling behind me. “I know you are in league with the traitors.”

Sensing a surge in Zaraki's reiatsu, I threw out my arm to stop him as he started to draw his zanpakuto. Shaking my head, I lowered my arm, and thankfully he settled for glaring at his fellow Captain.

“What's going on?” asked Yachiru loudly as she tugged on my arm. “Why are we stopped?”

“I'll tell you why we're stopped.” I said as I stared at Soifon. “The Captain of the 2nd Division is a jealous bitch who needs to pull out the gigantic stick she has shoved up her ass!”

That earned laughs from several watchers, but glares from Soifon's underlings were enough to quell most of them. Zaraki took no notice, however, and continued laughing as Soifon started to shake with anger. That's never a good sign.

“Whore!” spat Soifon, taking a step forward as if in challenge.

“Slut!” I spat back before Zaraki had a chance to say anything.

“Bitch!”

“Cocksucker!”

“Harlot!”

“Lesbian!”

Soifon's eyes widened at my last comeback and I smiled smugly, proud that I could still press her buttons. I barely had time to push Yachiru out of the way as Soifon slipped into flash step, but I wasn't quick enough to get out of the way before she landed two attacks.

“Bitch…” I muttered under my breath as Soifon slipped out of flash step, my blood dripping off the stinger of her shikai.

I couldn't help but rub at where she had hit me, the poison making my skin crawl as it took effect. Shooting a quick look down, I noticed that she had nicked me on my left shoulder and cheek.

“One more hit and you die.” said Soifon with glee before slipping back into flash step.

I barely managed to dodge as she came at me again, a part of my mind registering that she was a lot faster than I remembered her being. As I slipped in and out of flash step, Ryuujin sunk her claws into my mind out of pure irritation.

“Why aren't you fighting back!?” she asked angrily as I pushed Soifon back. “Kill the bitch and be done with it!”

“Because I just got Soul Society off my ass! What do you think'll happen if I smash in the head of a Captain!?” I asked.

As we jumped from building to building, I couldn't help but think this was one giant dance. Soifon whirled and attacked from all angles, but now that I didn't have to worry about Yachiru, I found it easy enough to deflect her attacks. Seeing this, Soifon merely increased her attack, determined to break through my defense. Suddenly I felt a surge of reiatsu in my arm, and was as shocked as Soifon as it snapped out and caught her right on the side of her face. I quickly slipped away from her, clutching my arm to my chest in case Ryuujin decided to take control again.

“What the hell was that!?” I yelled angrily as Ryuujin grinned smugly from her corner.

“The bitch had it coming.” said Ryuujin as she preened herself.

“Yeah, and now she's pissed.” I said angrily as the last of Ryuujin's reiatsu left my arm and I let it drop to my side.

“This has gone on far enough.” said Soifon, now beyond pissed, as she ripped off her Captain's coat, a small trickle of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. “Prepare to die.”

I braced myself as Soifon's reiatsu exploded, her shunko creating a crater beneath her feet. A smug grin lit up her face as she held her stinger in front of her face.

“You may have also been Yoruichi's pupil, but I have learned her ultimate technique!” shouted Soifon, her shunko howling around her in an unearthly halo.

“What else did you have in mind?” I asked Ryuujin, determined not to let Soifon get away with that claim.

“Rip her head off and make a trophy out it.” said Ryuujin cruelly as her reiatsu surged beneath mine.

“How about we settle for a little public humiliation?” I asked as I held out my arm, my shunko exploding around me. A large part of me pulsed with happiness as Soifon's face went white, the fact that I also could perform shunko as good as a slap in the face. “Are you ready!?”

I couldn't help but laugh as Soifon released more reiatsu, her attempt to level the playing field getting her no where. To make sure her public beating took, I let all of my reiatsu explode around me as I tapped into Ryuujin's. My shunko turned a vivid shade of blue as her reiatsu mixed with mine, my left hand aiding in the forming of her mask as her wing exploded from my right shoulder blade.

“What is this!?” asked Soifon angrily, a little fear lacing her voice.

“What does it matter?” I asked, Ryuujin's voice mixing with mine. “Even without this you're not strong enough to beat me.”

Soifon snarled angrily as she launched herself at me, her shunko flaring out around her. I did the same, the adrenaline surging through my system slowing everything down. When we were just inches apart I saw something appear between us and launch us both backwards.

“What the hell do you think you are doing!?”

I pushed off the piece of building that had landed on me to see Yoruichi standing where I had almost punched Soifon's face in. Ryuujin's mask crumbled off my face as I released my shunko, my head throbbing where it had hit the building.

“How dare you use shunko in the middle of the Seireitei!?” asked Yoruichi, glaring at the two of us.

“Yoruichi-sama!” said Soifon as she stumbled to her feet, quickly sheathing her zanpakuto. “Forgive me!”

“Kiss ass.” I groaned as I stood up, brushing the dust off of my uniform.

“Silence!” roared Yoruichi, her golden eyes flashing with anger. “Both of you are acting like children!”

Soifon's stood absolutely still as Yoruichi berated both of us, her body language mirroring that of a child who desperately wanted to explain her side of the story. I ignored her as I looked down, Soifon's markings disappearing from my skin.

“Are you okay Reirei-chan!?” asked Yachiru as she jumped at me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“Yeah.” I said as I set her down on the ground.

“Will you teach me how to do that!?” asked Yachiru with a big grin on her face.

“Teach you how to do what?” I asked hesitantly as Zaraki walked over to us, his laughing echoing across the square.

“How to do this!” said Yachiru as she waved her arms around and made crackling noises, mimicking my shunko.

“When you're older.” said Zaraki as he put his hand on her head.

“Why?” asked Yachiru as she pushed off his hand and turned around.

“Because I said so.” said Zaraki, a grin still on his face as he looked up at me. “You should have ripped her head off. It would save us all a lot of grief.”

“The thought crossed my mind…” I said as I shook all the debris out of my hair. “I need a bath.”

Before I could even register what was going on I felt myself being picked up and slung over a shoulder. Twisting my body as much as I could, I grabbed a hold of one of Zaraki's hair spikes.

“What the hell do you think you're doing!?” I asked angrily as I tugged on the spike. “Put me down!”

“You said you wanted to take a bath.” said Zaraki as if that settled the matter.

“You can even borrow all my toys!” said Yachiru as she climbed up next to me.

“You're not coming.” said Zaraki as he reached up with his free hand and set Yachiru back on the ground.

“Why not!?” asked Yachiru heatedly, her face scrunched up.

“Because it's time for your nap.” said Zaraki, his firm grip on my legs keeping me from getting loose.

“But I wanna take a bath with Reirei-chan!” screeched Yachiru as she threw her arms up and down.

“Come here.” said Zaraki tiredly as he squatted down to Yachiru's level. “I'll tell you what. After your nap you can take a bath.”

“Okay!” said Yachiru, nothing in her demeanor suggesting she had just thrown a tantrum. “I want Yumichika to read me a story!”

“Hurry up.” said Zaraki as he stood up, his little charge scampering back onto his shoulder.

“Isn't this fun, Reirei-chan?” asked Yachiru with a gigantic smile as Zaraki starting running in the direction of the 11th Division.

“Yeah.” I said, feeling more like a sack of flour at this point than anything else.

---

It didn't take very long for Zaraki to drop off Yachiru. Yumichika was more than willing to play babysitter, especially once Zaraki threatened to beat him within an inch of his life.

“Bye, Ken-chan!” shouted Yachiru as we left, Yumichika holding on to the back of her uniform. “Bye, Reirei-chan!”

“Bye!” I called as I waved, still slung over Zaraki's shoulder. “Knock it off!”

I smacked Zaraki in the back of the head for what seemed to be the umpteenth time as I felt his hand drift up my thigh. He merely laughed and squeezed, earning himself another smack.

“I can't help it.” said Zaraki as he shifted me into a more comfortable position. “You have such a nice ass.”

“Quit lying.” I said as we made a sharp right. “Besides, it's not my ass you're groping.”

“You talk too much.” said Zaraki as he slowed to a walk and threw open the door to the bath house.

As we entered the small building all of its occupants jumped to their feet in respect for their Captain. I heard several snickers as people began to recognize exactly who Zaraki had thrown over his shoulder.

“Get out, dumbasses!” shouted Zaraki angrily as he swept over to bath room.

The shinigami scrambled to obey, all of them fighting to be among the first to leave.

“Wow, you really know how to crack that whip.” I said as Zaraki ripped open the bath room door to reveal someone just getting ready to get in the tub.

“Captain Zaraki!” shouted the shinigami as he clutched his towel tighter around himself.

“Didn't you hear me? I said get out!” said Zaraki, obviously annoyed.

His subordinate hurried to obey, quickly grabbing his uniform and zanpakuto before running out the door. Zaraki watched him leave and waited until the outer door was shut, ensuring our privacy before he bolted the bath room door.

“Now what?” I asked as Zaraki turned towards the tub and walked up to the edge.

It suddenly struck me what he was going to do.

“Don't you dare.” I said as I felt him shift his grip on my waist. “Don't you dare!”

I shrieked angrily as I felt him throw me into the tub, bath water exploding around me as I landed. Not bothering to brush my sopping hair out of my face I starting yelling at Zaraki.

“What the hell is your problem!?” I asked as I shook the water off my arms. “You didn't have to throw me in the damn tub!”

“Why not?” asked Zaraki as he leaned his zanpakuto against the wall and started to strip. “You said you needed a bath.”

I brushed the hair out of my eyes, still fuming over the fact that he had thrown me into the bath.

“Are you just going to stand there?” he asked, now just in his hakama and eye patch. “Or are you waiting for me to strip you.”

“Eat me.” I snapped as I splashed him with water.

“I plan to.” said Zaraki wolfishly as he finished removing his pants and sat down in front of me in the bath.

I couldn't help but laugh as I set Honorable Ruler outside the tub and started to remove my bracers. Once they were off, I threw them off to the side and reached for my obi.

“Here, let me.” said Zaraki as he grabbed the top of my uniform and ripped it in half with one swift yank.

“Hey!” I said angrily as he tugged off the shredded fabric. “That was a perfectly good uniform!”

“I'll get you a new one.” said Zaraki dismissively as he threw the rags off to the side and grabbed me around my waist. “Now where were we?”

“Well, if we're just ripping off clothing…” I said as I grabbed his eye patch and yanked it off.

“Now we're talking.” he growled huskily as he buried his head into my breasts.

I couldn't help but moan as he started nibbling on my nipples, one of his hands drifting down between my legs. My fingers tugged at his hair, loosening the spikes, as his fingers began to play between my legs.

“Zaraki.” I moaned as he slipped a finger inside of me and started searching for my g-spot.

He held me in place as I bucked my hips, his thumb toying with my clit as his finger rubbed my g-spot. I could feel him smile against my breast as he continued to suck, his teeth occasionally nipping at the bud.

“Please…” I moaned as I ground my hips into his hand.

I barely heard him laugh as he triggered my orgasm, the arm around my waist holding me up. He held me against him and tugged me into a kneeling position as I slowly recovered.

“Are you ready to make up for earlier?” he whispered huskily into my ear, his erection pressing into my thigh.

“If I recall it was Captain Unohana who interrupted us.” I said shakily as he started nibbling on my neck.

“God woman, not now.” said Zaraki as he switched sides, his hips grinding into mine. “Just hurry it up.”

I quickly guided him into me, earning a hiss of pleasure from the man beneath me. His hips snapped up to meet mine and I couldn't help but cry out as he bit a little too hard.

“Sorry.” he grunted as he soothed the bite with his tongue, my death grip on his hair relaxing.

“I should have pulled out one of your spikes.” I said as I started to move.

He let me ride him for a few seconds before flipping me to the bottom. I gripped his shoulders as he started to pound into me, his speed suggesting he was trying to make up for lost time. I buried my face into his shoulder as he suckled on my collarbone, wrapping my legs around his waist in an attempt to draw him in deeper.

“Scream my name.” he grunted into my neck.

“Zaraki.” I moaned as I felt myself reaching the edge.

“Scream it.” he said forcefully as his rhythm became erratic.

“Zaraki!” I moaned as I dug my nails into his back.

“Scream it!” shouted Zaraki as he thrust into me one last time.

“Zaraki!” I screamed as I felt myself tighten around him and his seed shoot into me.

Zaraki buried his head in the crook of my neck, holding me in place as we both recovered. I pulled myself into a sitting position and rested my back against the wall of the tub, the warm water lapping at my breasts. Zaraki grinned at me and I pulled him in for a kiss as I felt him stirring against my leg.

“Ready for round two?” he asked as he cupped my left breast.

“Ha.” I said as I threw my leg over his shoulder, noticing the bottom part of my hakama was still dangling from my leg as Zaraki hadn't been thorough enough to rip of my slippers.

“Whoops.” he said off-handedly as he tugged them off, the wet fabric ripping easily.

“It almost seems your more interesting in ripping my clothes off than sex.” I said as he ripped off my other slipper and I wrapped that leg around his waist.

“Don't tease me.” he growled as he ground himself into me. “You may just get what you're asking for.”

“Isn't that the whole point of teasing?” I asked as I reached down and grabbed him, rubbing the tip with my thumb.

He bucked into my hand and I started stroking him, my free hand holding me up. I moaned with him as he started nibbling on my neck again, but he quickly stopped me.

“If you keep that up I won't be able to fuck you properly.” said Zaraki as he cupped my ass and lifted me off the bottom of the tub. “I think we should move this to the floor.”

 

----------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------

 

Needless to say, I was not happy with this. Hopefully now it's better and won't grate on my nerves as much.

 

Once again, thanks for the reviews from anihana and Page-Mistress. I see all these people subscribing to my work, but none of them seem to take the time to review. Please review! Reviews are the only way I know I'm doing a decent job!