When Isane woke up, she felt wet and moist everywhere, literally. She looked around with a dim, blurry sight, feeling a faint pain at the back of her neck. She heard a few strong humph behind her, but felt a bit too dizzy to look back in reflex.
'Where am I?' she wondered.
The girl used Kaido subconsciously to deal with her headache, realising that the back of her neck was a bit swollen. The memories of the battle came crashing down, the realisation and the possibilities dawned on her.
Isane Kotetsu covered her breasts almost by instant reaction, only to find that she had a towel wrapped around her body. Nevertheless, the implications remained.
"Are you awake?" She heard behind her. And there he was... the bastard, Kamishiro Ryoma with a towel wrapped around his waist, striking a sword over and over as if trying something.
"Y-You! D-Did you see!? Why did you bring me here?!".
"Uhm, I don't know... I didn't think you'd like to go to bed smelling like trash, so... I thought just to leave you there to see if you'd wake up. If you didn't... I was going to clean you and then put you to bed, like a gentleman".
"That's not what a gentleman would do?! Just put me on my bed, and I will deal with it!"
"I wouldn't want you complaining later–"
"I won't!".
She felt far too embarrassed. He had taken her body, removed all her garments. Shamelessly ogled her, perhaps even fondled. No doubt showered her... and so on.
Isane's face was like a tomato; it took her a while to regain her calm. But what was more outrageous, without a doubt, was that Ryoma looked unaffected. Not paying even a single stare to her body, just focusing on her sword.
She looked for her Zampakuto and found two of them lying at the edge of the bath. She took one of them, it wasn't hers... she took the other one... it also wasn't hers.
"E-Eh?"
Lastly, she fixed her gaze on Ryoma, who was swinging that sword of his. However, flying next to him, there were two smaller swords.
"... w-what...?".
"Oh? Only now you realised...? It was quite easy to reach Shikai but... I feel like there is something with your Zampakuto that I don't realise. She's telling me that–"
"WAIT WAIT... WAIT!"
"..."
She needed to stop. Take a deep breath, think... then rationalise what was happening in front of her eyes. The images were very clear... but somehow she still couldn't believe what she was seeing. Isane even stood up from the bath, her huge breasts swinging everywhere. The towel slipped off, leaving her uncovered. She didn't care... at least not at that moment.
"Is that... Itegumo?" She asked, incredulous.
"Are you blind? Can't you even recognise your own Zampakutō? No wonder she's angry," He said with contempt and somehow... she felt like somebody else was agreeing with him.
"How can you use my Zampakuto's Shikai?!"
"It is not that hard actually–"
She held his shoulders and shook them, "Shut up, Ryōma! I didn't ask if it was easy or not! It took me ten years to reach that stage! I am asking you how you can do it!"
"I don't know–"
"Don't 'I don't know' me! Are you even conscious of what you're doing right now!?"
Words couldn't describe what she was feeling... what she was seeing. It was impossible. The bond between a Shinigami and their Zampakutō couldn't be replicated. In the same way every person was unique, every Zampakutō was also unique, mirroring the identity of the wielder. Only the wielder had the 'key' to unleash the Shikai and the Bankai of a Zampakutō.
And yet here she was, seeing another person unleash the Shikai of HER sword. The sense of jealousy was immeasurable.
"I can see your pussy, Isane", the hooligan said, his gaze locked down there.
"Can't you see that!– kyaaa!!!"
Only when she realised her nudity did she calm down a little. Ryoma also realised that he had reached a 'bottleneck' just like he had with Shitsutora and sighed, going back into the bath.
He got on the edge of the bath and placed Itegumo to the side, "How long are you going to be hugging your knees? I have already seen everything there is to be seen. You got a pair of big ones, I commend you for that..."
Isane cried, "I can't marry anymore! *sob*"
"Of course you can. You just need to marry me".
"But you're terrible and cold, I don't want to marry you! *sob*"
"Oi..."
After a long time of crying, Isane sobbed a little and looked at Ryōma, whose eyes were closed as he relaxed in the bath, feeling the springy warm water, almost falling asleep.
"Are you really... *sob* going to marry me?"
"No, I was joking–"
"BASTARD! I HATE YOU!".
He stared at her, throwing water as if she could somehow do damage to him that way.
"Didn't you just say that I am a terrible person?"
"But you still saw me naked! Take responsibility".
"Woman, I didn't knock you up or anything... how many men–"
"You are the first one who has seen me naked!"
Ryoma scratched his head and patted the water next to him. Isane sobbed and got next to him. His hooligan clutches embraced her against his body, he didn't forget to pull her waist close and bask in her warmth.
Isane blushed and awaited his response... five minutes later, Ryoma had yet to say anything.
"Ryoma!"
"Hmn?" He opened his eyes with a head start; the bastard had been sleeping!
"Are you going to marry me or not?!"
"Oh, that? How about this? If you defeat me–"
"Forget it..." She looked away, feeling like she had gotten several centuries older dealing with this bastard. He didn't make any sense.
The man smirked and pulled her in even closer, "Just relax... aren't you tired after that fight? I am".
"Don't talk nonsense... You didn't fight seriously against me at all" she declared, not one fond of being fooled. It was impossible that he was going all out. He had a plethora of opportunities to finish her off.
"Maybe, but you still entertained me" He looked at her straight in the eye.
"Thank you, Isane".
The woman blushed bullets; she felt unable to look at him in the eye, especially in their current circumstances. She felt like he was way too comfortable with her body. As if by curiosity, she looked down at the water, watching that sleeping dragon that was barely visible beneath the surface.
Isane swallowed a mouthful; it was long and massive... but no doubt it wasn't erected.
'T-That's not its full potential?!' She thought, feeling some dejavu.
"Answer me. How can you access Itegumo's shikai? I am asking you for real, Ryoma. Something like this... I will have to report to the captain–"
"Your captain already knows".
"..."
He pointed at his two Zampakutō. Isane clocked on straight away. She had thought they were a Zampakutō and a simple katana.
"Whose Zampakutō is that?"
"I can't tell you, but I may have to give it back soon".
Isane got more comfortable, placing her hands on Ryoma's chest, feeling his muscles up. She tried to divert the attention, thinking about how she could get comfortable around his body just so they were 'equals' in this regard. But it didn't matter how much she tried, her gaze was always looking down there unconsciously.
"You are amazing, Ryōma".
"... is that a compliment?".
"What else can it be, baka (idiot)?"
"Thank you, I guess... you're not half bad yourself. You surprised me with your little strategy".
She took the compliment gladly but returned to her topic of interest: "I wasn't talking about that. This ability to use other Zampakutō, I didn't know that was possible".
"It is not possible, apparently... that's why Retsu is looking over me. That's why I am under observation... that's why I skipped steps" He looked at her lazily.
"Does that mean... are you going to go eventually? Are you leaving the 4th Division?"
The man snickered and pulled her closer, "Why? You don't want me to go?~"
"Never said that", She evaded and whistled, but her cheeks had been red for a while now.
He harrumphed and pushed her away into the water with a splash. "Hurry up and clean yourself, we have been here for a while now, it is time to sleep".
With a vengeance, Isane pulled him with her into the water where they splashed together. Two pairs of eyes met one another under the water, where he saw her short silver hair wave freely under the surface. She smiled and then did something that shocked him.
Her lips met his... in a very quick, very shy kiss. Ryōma looked at her as she pulled back, sad that he couldn't savour his lips because the kiss tasted like spring water, salty... unable to hold her shame, Isane swam away further into the massive bath. Her destination was unknown.
But he was not a man to accept his defeat. Ryoma sat back onto the edge of the bath... willing to wait as long as necessary.
Ten minutes in, he saw a shadow swim back discreetly. Once she was close enough, Ryoma yanked her by her arm.
!!!
"You forgot your Zampakutō"
"Y-Yeah"
"And you forgot this as well~"
Another kiss, this time, Isane's mind blanked. She felt a longer and more prolonged stimulation. Ryoma pulled her waist and plastered their bodies together until her huge breasts were getting squished in between.
"U-Uhm~" She moaned into the kiss as he moved to the second stage, putting his tongue inside, pulling hers out to play. Isane closed her eyes and enjoyed it until she suffocated.
By the time they separated, she felt an itch in her bottom like she had never felt before. Her eyes stared at Ryōma's dreamily as he hugged her and said with a growl.
"Next time you kiss me, do it like that".
"Y-Yesh..."
**
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I took Isane to her room, and there was this awkward mood between us since we had done a rather important leap in our relationship. I could tell what was in her mind, and that somehow made me feel like shit while not quiet.
I am very used to being surrounded by women and to doing whatever I want with them. That's why I know Isane is one of the 'easy' ones.
Not because she's easy to fuck... but because she is easy to make her love you. A girl who has zero experience suddenly meets a very attractive man. I guess this is mostly my fault for not having inhibitions with her.
I was shocked when she kissed me... but I have already decided to use her love against her.
I am going to make her stronger... and then perhaps she and Retsu can fight me together, they can both be my little fun toys in this division, that way it won't be too boring even if Retsu is not around.
"Have a good night, Isane".
I said, but she didn't let go of my hand. She was looking down in contemplation.
'What are we?' she wants to ask me that, but she doesn't know if she should.
"Don't think things too deeply, Isane. In the meantime... let's get stronger together".
"Uhm?"
"I will help you with your swordsmanship. In exchange, teach me some Kido. Deal?" I asked, it looked like a fair deal to me.
The purpose of my fight with her was entertainment, yes... but not only that. Unohana is like me. She may be a master in Kido, but she's not going to use it against me.
Because it is boring. There is nothing like defeating your opponent with the sword. But that didn't mean I wasn't curious about Kido. From what I understand, Kido is very diverse, and different people master different Kidos. I first wanted to know if Isane would use them against me. And if she did, which ones?
I also wanted to know if that was something I could learn just by looking.
My conclusion was NO.
I can't just learn by looking... I need someone to teach me. Ideally, I want to learn kido that would support my swordsmanship. Like that first Hado, she used 'Sho'. The ones with incantation... I am not interested.
"Deal", She smiled, "I can teach you as much as you want in our free time. I am sure Captain Unohana would also lend a hand".
"Thanks~" I said and turned around to leave.
"Hmn? Where are you going? The barracks are here".
!!!
This woman is very perceptive.
"Oh... well, I'll just have a walk–"
"Are you going to the captain's room?" I heard her nonchalant question, not even judging.
"Hehe, how do you know?" I scratched my head, caught in the act... it is not a secret, but I didn't want to make a fuss out of it. Who knows, maybe Retsu cares about her reputation.
"I imagined... whenever you come to the reception, you're not coming from the barracks".
"I am under observation so..."
"I understand. Good night, I will see you tomorrow~"
Isane waved her hand to me. Her eyes were staring at me so expectantly. As if she was waiting for me to go and give her a good night kiss. But I decided not to. Because I can use her love for me... but I don't want her to fall too much.
I saw those eyes, and they reminded me of Sakuya and Mikoto, whom I have yet not gone to see. I don't know how they are... if they are alive.
All I know is that Kurayami and Kukaku are there too, so I hope I can trust them on this. Nevertheless, I have no intention of leaving the heaven I am living in, to go there just to have some bullshit peaceful life.
I get to fight with strong people here. I may even come across Zaraki Kenpachi again.
All I know is the Seireitei is where I am supposed to be. I can no longer just go back to the Rukongai.
"I will become stronger here~".