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It was finally time to get settled in, as she set the last of her belongings down on her bed she let out a soft sigh. Looking around the barracks it was just amazing that she was finally here, she had begun to think that she'd never get to be in this Squad after all her hard work to ensure she did. She read up on the 10th Squad, did everything that would make her seem like she belonged here and now finally she was here! Of course she still got some disconcerting looks from the other Squad Members because of how she looked, but she hoped they'd eventually see past it. From her research there was another that was... sort of like her. Komamaru Taicho, though he looked more feral than she did. In comparison to him, she looked almost normal. She had fangs just like a cat, a long tail and cat ears. Combined with her unusual markings that covered her face and body it made her quite the oddity. As she began to unpack she couldn't help but feel the unseen judgmental eyes of those that had stared at her as she came into the barracks with her belongings, it made her uneasy and uncomfortable but... She didn't want to run to the captain every single time she felt like this, it'd only make things worse so she did her best to hide it. She pulled out a small picture frame, it had another that looked like her but wasn't her. She had a different hair color as well as different markings on her face, both of her eyes were a sky blue as well. It was her Sister, someone she cherished deeply and would give her life for which is why she became a Shinigami.
As she set it down on the nightstand next to her bed as she smiled and sat down on her bed, she was staring with a soft smile at the picture for a few more moments before she reached into her bag and pulled out 2 more pictures, One of an older woman and a man, presumably her Father and Mother, and set them just behind and to the sides of the first picture. She wiped away a tear as it formed and ran her thumb over the picture of the older female "I miss you..." She muttered softly, shaking her head as she turned away and resumed unpacking her belongings.
The Tenth Squad, lead by the child prodigy Toshiro Hitsugaya, and yet...there was another shinigami who was just as powerful as the younger one, and he was the sixth seat, Kuroda Momiji. The thing about being a seated officer was that everyone ended up knowing who you were, and that was a very new sensation for him, as he had grown up with little recognition from the squads he had been in. First it was Squad Eight, and while he had been personally trained by Captain Kyoraku, none of the other members really acknowledged him. Then there was Squad Five, where he had only spent a short, uneventful time. And now...he was the sixth seat of Squad Ten, where people bowed to him, where he could tell people to do things and expect them to be done, and where he was just...respected overall! Currently he was heading through the barracks, a bottle of sake in hand (A habit he had picked up from his Captain in the Eighth Squad), heading to go and greet the newest member, a female shinigami who he had heard had some...unique qualities.
As he walked around he picked up bits and pieces of hushed conversation, and it all seemed to be themed around the new member, and yet, he couldn't really piece together what they were saying. There was a recurring action any time the gossipers spotted him, and that was that they immediately stopped talking, gave a quick bow, and returned to their chores, whether it be washing the barracks or cleaning up the yards. "I could get used to being a seated officer." he thought to himself, taking a swallow of his sake and rounding the last corner to where the girl had been placed.
It wasn't that much of a surprise to find half a dozen members hiding around the corner of the new girl's room, and Kuroda's once carefree facial expression was replaced with one of sheer irritation. Why was it that when someone was different that people had to gawk and stare? Didn't people who were different suffer enough in daily life? His eyes flaring he pumped out a massive surge of Reiatsu, directing it at the ones who stood ahead of him, peeking around the bedroom door. The response was immediate, they fell to the floor, only able to turn their heads to look at the newcomer. An identical look of fear spread across each of their faces, and as soon as Kuroda had reined in his energy, they jumped to their feet bowing and running, mumbling about having something to do somewhere else.
Kuroda chuckled to himself, taking another gulp and turning to lean in the doorway. He gave a little knock on the frame and looked in, grinning when he spotted the recruit. "Knock knock."
Fuurinji looked up the moment she felt that Spiritual Pressure become exerted towards the room, while she remained fairly unaffected she could see a few of the others that were in there down on the ground barely able to move. Her gaze followed theirs and she quickly became aware of who it was though she'd never seen or met him before. Whomever it was, it was someone who was powerful that was for sure. She watched the others rush out of the room as he moved inside and she quickly tucked her face back into the bag that she had, she didn't openly want to look over at him more so out of her own personal fear of seeing more judgmental eyes staring at her. "Th-Thanks" She said simply after a few moments, she felt a knot welling up inside her chest as he stood in the doorway. The longer he just stood there and looked at her, the more she felt like he was silently judging her simply based off her appearance. Her tail was tucked underneath the covers of her bed and her ears were as flat against her head as she could make them as she kept her lips sealed tightly, she didn't wish to let him see who she truly was if she could avoid it. She knew hiding who she was wasn't something she should do but, she just couldn't help but feel like she had too. The only thing that she couldn't cover up were the markings that covered over her entire body, from her face down to her arms and legs she was covered head to toe in strange markings that were very obviously not tattoo's. Whatever they were, she was born with them and that was obvious. "Y-You can come in... y'know..." She said a short while later as she neared finishing unpacking her things and was getting increasingly nervous as she wasn't sure whether or not she'd be able too actually keep herself distracted enough to not look at him.
Kuroda waited in the doorway, thinking to himself about how the girl was acting. Sure, he had come in a bit strong, but he had purposefully directed his presence away from her so that she wasn't hit...why was it she was acting so timidly? He continued to watch from the doorway when she thanked him, and only entered once he was bidden. True, he could come and go where he pleased in the barracks, but for this situation he was being courteous. It didn't matter to him where he stood, just so long as he could chat with the girl. However, in an effort to quell her obvious fright he entered and stopped to lean against the wall across from her bed.
For a moment he pursed his lips, as though investigating the girl, then broke out into a grin and pulled out a second bottle from his sleeve. "Here, drink up, and welcome to the tenth squad, I'm Kuroda Momiji, sixth seat." he tossed the sake to the girl, the cork holding tight as it landed and bounced a bit on her bed. Returning to look her over, Kuroda smirked, "Ain't often we get cute girls to join the Tenth. Most of the time they go to Fifth or Thirteenth. What made you decide to join us here? Also," he pointed to the markings on her face, "Where'd you get those? They don't look like any tattoos I've ever seen, that's to say, they look good on you." He was aiming to make himself seem as friendly as possible to make up for those who might have wronged the girl upon her moving in, and slid down to sit at the base of the wall, his Zanpakuto set beside him. "Though...I suppose I should know your name first, yeah?" He raised an eyebrow questioningly.
Once all of her things were put up she began to try and fold her clothes as she tried to keep her eyes preoccupied so she didn't look at the man as he entered, that is until she heard the bottle land softly next to her and she looked over at it. Reaching for it hesitantly she picked it up and looked at it, reading it she saw what it was and couldn't help but look up and make eye contact with the man. This was around the time when he called her cute and mentioned her markings which caused her to blush rather ferociously. This caused her skin to tint a bright red as she looked away "Uh... The Captain, to be honest..." She said though she said no more as she eyed the bottle and reached to grab the cap on the bottle, pulling on it a bit as her ears perked up a bit as did her tail, causing the sheets to rise a bit until she pulled the cap free from the bottle. Afterwards, her ears and tail went back to being flat against the bed and she took a small sniff of the Sake before taking a small sip, she paused afterwards before she shivered a bit from the aftertaste. However, after a moment she took another sip before setting it on the nightstand and went back to folding her clothes with her head pointed downwards so as to not look at the male. Then he asked about her markings, and that knot welled up even tighter inside her chest as she froze. Not even the Captain had mentioned her markings, he hadn't said anything about her ears or tail either... In fact, it seemed like he didn't even notice they were there until she'd mentioned them. "They're... uhm... tribal markings... Just something my family is sorta... born with..." She said softly, almost like she was muttering her words intentionally to try and make it so he didn't hear her though she wasn't doing a very good job at it.
When he asked for her name that was something she was a bit more 'free' with as she responded rather quickly "Fuurinji..." She said, unfolding the shirt she had been folding and refolding it slower this time as though trying to stall. It was her own fear of being judged that kept her from looking at the man, she knew all he was trying to do was be friendly with her but... deep down she still felt like she was being judged by him based on her attempted hidden appearance.
Kuroda chuckled a bit when she answered his question about joining, "Well, I suppose the Captain is a pretty good reason to join, brilliant kid, and talented, but there are still some people who aren't captains that are just as strong as he is." Of course, he was hinting at himself, but that was for another time really, for now it was just time to sit back and relax. As the girl took the bottle Kuroda was watching her, and caught the movement of her ears on top of her head, as well as the slight shifting of the blankets. Sooo, that was what people meant by her being unique. Well, now that he understood a little more his curiosity would be partially sated for at least a little while. It was obvious that the girl didn't want to talk about her appearance, so he would leave it alone, though he did catch a quick glimpse of her eyes as she drank, they were different colors.
Growing up in Rukongai he had heard about little conditions like that, and it had caught him by surprise to the point where he muttered, "Heterochromia..." in fascination. However, he quickly caught himself and went back to looking at his drink. "Fuurinji...I like it." he said it a few times, feeling the word travel across his tongue, tingly from the drink. "And...born with markings like that...some people have all the luck." he frowned to himself and pulled his headband up, revealing a long, curved scar from his hairline to the top of his ear, "That's the only thing I have really, and it doesn't even look good, thus the headband, had too many people staring." He stood up now and moved across the room to sit on the edge of the bed, looking at the pictures on the nightstand, but refrained from saying anything, instead just looking and waiting for what she might say.
Once a year her species goes into what some might call a 'mating season', the difference being that it could be 'suppressed' if they were in a high anxiety state for it. For Fuurinji, she'd never experienced this 'mating season' because when she was old enough for it to start affecting her she was already in the Academy... A very high stress situation for her, what with the ears and tails and markings. So it stood to reason that she never imprinted onto someone, and that nobody ever really caught her attention. That is, until now... Fuurinji wasn't a drinker and for good reason, she had a very low tolerance. As she reached over for the bottle again she began to sip it down slowly though never stopped sipping on it as she looked over at the male and sort of stared at his scar. Before she knew it, about 1/4th of the bottle had been drank down. As she set it down she burped and covered her mouth "scuseme..." she muttered softly as she looked back down at the shirt quickly, "ilikeit" She said softly as she went to messily trying to fold the shirt now. Her tail was swaying back and forth underneath the blanket and her ears were fully on display as they twitched a bit. It seemed her attention on keeping them secret had been abandoned as she shifted on her bed a bit. It seemed the sake did wonders to loosen her up... and stir up that which was buried deep within her. The unfortunate part for her, was it was mating season... and she had decades of pent up frustration that she never knew about, as she shifted around she made subtle glances over at him before biting her lower lip. "So... what brought you here?" She asked as she fumbled around with the shirt in her hands, it was obvious that the sake was already having it's effect on her, though... as she continued shifting it was obvious there was something else about her that was triggered but it wasn't due solely to the Sake as she continued to glance over at him. Each glance a bit more lustful.
"What would... you say..." She paused, biting her lip as she looked away. She didn't want to say it, but she felt like she had too... she knew what was going to happen if she continued looking at him and she didn't want that to happen if there was no chance for her to fulfill it. "If I said... it was mating season?" She asked softly "I-I-I... I don't... want to make it seem like I'm just some lustful girl or anything I just... I need to know..." She said, clearly struggling to not look at him as she kept her eyes closed tightly. If she just... just didn't look at anyone, nobody would be imprinted on her and she wouldn't actively seek to pursue it... she just had to stop it from happening is all. Easier said than done. The more she resisted the urge to imprint, the harder it got so she hoped beyond hope that she didn't have too resist for long. Her hands squeezed tightly to the shirt "My species... we imprint... during our mating season..." She tried to explain hastily to explain to him why she was even asking him what she was "It comes once a year... but once we imprint that's the person we yearn for, for the rest of our lives... I just... I don't want to imprint on someone who has no interest..." Her head was already starting to turn back to him though her eyes were still closed tightly as she struggled so much to not imprint on someone who wasn't willing.
Maybe it was the sake, maybe it was something from a previous life cycle that was biting at him, but...this girl, she seemed...good. Not just a nice person, if a bit shy, but a person whom he could genuinely get along with and perhaps it was her being so close to him, or the uniqueness of her situation, but he was okay with how she was approaching him. She was keeping her eyes off of him for some reason, but that became obvious when she spoke of her species being able to imprint upon a single person. For the longest time he had yearned to find someone to take that place of the one he had lost, and yet...even with their odd circumstances of meeting...this girl, Fuurinji, was someone who appealed to him.
Putting the bottle on the foot of the bed he returned to looking at her and scooted a little closer, reaching a hand up, first touching her ears and then tracing down her cheek to end at her chin, cupping it, softly and smoothly turning her head to face his, locking eyes and smiling. "It's odd...It's odd that someone who happens to join the same squad as I am in is so...appealing. So...Fuurinji...how do you propose we proceed?" A pink tinge rose in his face, tinting the bridge of his nose and his cheeks, the sake starting to sit in his system, just as it was with the woman before him.
Fuurinji was getting more and more desperate as she struggled to contain that which rose so rapidly inside her and threatened to overwhelm her. She'd been told it was much more gradual than this, so as to give them time to find someone they could properly imprint with, someone who they knew they could love forever and that love would be returned. But it was coming much, MUCH faster and harder than it should've from what she knew, perhaps it was the years of repression that caused it to hit her so hard and fast she wasn't sure... But she knew she couldn't contain herself for long and she was about to shove her face into her pillow when she felt his hands touch her ears and her eyes opened as she gasped in a bit and she felt her head turned slowly. When their eyes locked, dread filled her as she felt it happening. She tried to resist, she tried pulling away but the more she struggled the harder it was to budge. Then he said it, the words that changed everything... with her mouth partially opened already she licked her lips as she could feel the imprint happening. It was like nothing she'd ever felt before, it was both painful and pleasureful at the same time. It was like his image was being seared into her eyes, his scent burning her nostrils, she felt herself yearn to taste him so that too could be burned into her mind. Her hands trembled as they clutched the shirt that now lay almost torn to shreds in her lap. Her nails and tight grip had inadvertently torn it up through her fumbling with it, It was still usable, thankfully it was only the bottom half that got torn up. She felt her legs part a bit as she dropped the shirt onto the floor and turned to face him, one hand gently lifting up to rest against his cheek as the other moved around the back of his neck.
She pulled herself closer slowly, her eyes closing as she tilted her head to the side and locked their lips together. In the back of her mind she was screaming at herself to stop this, but had Kuroda been paying enough attention even he'd of seen her eyes narrow into slits, identical to that of an actual felines. It seemed that her predatory nature and the mating season of her kind had taken it's control as it should, a survival instinct to ensure that their species continues. It was still Fuurinji of course, but her nature to ensure the survival of her species and to mate with the man that she yearned to fully imprint with had taken over to ensure that the goal was met. Should they even be doing this here? So out in public? Sure they were alone right now in the barracks but... How long would it be until someone walked in on them? Right now Fuurinji's outer nature didn't care, they could hide under the sheets... He just had to be sure to hide all the marks that she was sure to leave on him... Assuming he returned her love. The heat of the moment, the sake, the season... who could say what was ultimately to blame for her behavior... Sure, it being mating season didn't help at all and only served to make it... worse? but it wouldn't of even come about, had this man not helped her loosen up and finally relax... In truth, she couldn't think of anyone else who would've made for a better Mate.
The reaction was almost instantaneous. The clothing she had been busying herself with folding now lay in small shreds of fabric on the ground, and yet, she didn't seem to care. In a burst of movement she had grasped the back of his neck and had pulled him close. The heat of her hand on his skin, the slow, meticulous movements as she closed the distance and tilted her head to bring their lips together, all of it was getting to him. He sunk into the kiss, almost succumbing to the urge to fall to his back and pull her on top of him. But, they couldn't just yet. Not with the door as it was. Breaking the kiss he put his arms around her waist and hopped off the bed, holding her while walking to the door. With one hand he slid it shut, flipping the latch to keep it locked from prying eyes.
With that, he carried her back to the bed, a sly grin on his face. Sitting her down he began to undo his Obi belt and slide off his uniform, and from there...well it would be something that they would remember for years and years to come. That day where he and Fuurinji met and hit it off.
Whined as the kiss was broken, her nails already digging into his back as he carried her as she attempted to simply shred off his uniform. It wasn't long, however, until she was back underneath him with the bed beneath her and that moment to be ingrained in her mind as he helped her finish the imprinting process. His taste seared into her mind along with his look and scent, the three things that she needed to be able to tell him from anyone else. It didn't matter any longer who tried to imitate him, if they didn't have those three key features... they'd never trick her into believing they were him.
(Fade to Black)
(Fade from Black)
Fuurinji's eyes were closed, one hand resting on Kuroda's chest as the other snaked its way under him. Her head gently resting on his chest as she listened to his heart beat and pulled herself closer to him, she didn't bother hiding under the covers with it just being Kuroda able to see her and she had no problems with it just being them for awhile. With that moment forever within her mind, she was perfectly content with just laying here with her Mate though it was a good thing the door was locked. She licked her lips gently as she nuzzled into him, purring softly and contentedly. How long had they been here? A few hours maybe? The rough passion shared between the two caused her to leave dozens of marks all over Kuroda's back and along his shoulders though they could all be covered over by his Shinigami Outfit easily. Her nails had a bit of blood on them, as did her fangs, but not too much and she surely hoped that she had pleased him... as much as he pleased her. But one thing was for certain, he had imprinted himself on her and she would forever be his. And, of course, with the Mating Season came fertility. Her soft purring that reverberated against him continued softly as she looked up at him "Was... I any good?" She asked softly, wondering if she satisfied her Mate and hoping she did. It was, after all, her first time... At the start it hurt, a lot, but as it had continued it started to hurt less and less and.... Just thinking about it was giving her the shivers right now. She leaned up to kiss his neck where she'd bitten down multiple times with a bit of a smile. One hand making circles on his chest slowly with her nail as she leaned against him. In truth she didn't know, or care, how long it'd been since they had started. Her feral side was still partially in control which told her their first mating hadn't yielded positive results, it told her body to keep going, but she was so sore and tired... she didn't want to force her Mate if he wasn't ready and she was sure he probably needed a break as well.
So instead, with a deep soft sigh she closed her eyes and awaited her answer on whether or not she was any good... and how she hoped for a positive answer.
His heart was still thudding in his chest in the minutes after their ordeal, shallow wounds healing quickly on his skin, the small scratches and bites giving off a small sizzle as the flesh knitted itself back together. He was a highly resilient shinigami, even when he let his guard down, and being with her...he was completely open. His eyes were just barely open and glanced down at her as she rested against his chest. He ran his hand slowly up and down her back, tracing along her spine amorously, stopping just as he felt the fur of her tail under his fingers and reversing direction.
The yearning for Fuurinji hadn't fully died down, and yet, he felt that her feelings for him were far more potent still. His hand shifted to play with her ears as she looked up at him, asking that all important question, to which he smiled coyly, "What do you think?" he asked, grabbing his soul communicator and looking at the time, "Four and a half hours." he chuckled tossing the wristband-like device back to his clothing.
Moving his hands to her waist, Kuroda pulled Fuu up his chest, kissing her once again, grinning when they separated. "I'm glad that living here agrees with you, and that we um...get along so well." He was quite enjoying himself, and once again his hand idly traced along her spine as the heat of the moment was still coursing through his blood. "Though...if I am to be your mate as you put it, you'll need to know how to defend yourself, so...I suppose I should teach you stuff that the academy didn't, but...I figure that can wait for say...a few days?" he asked, a mischievous smirk crossing his mouth.
She gasped sharply and her breathing became jagged with every second that his finger traced along her spine, when she heard how long they'd spent together she bit her lower lip... she'd lasted that long? That was amazing... She hadn't expected to last so long with him. When she was tugged upwards she eagerly accepted as she leaned up to kiss him gently in return, smiling at him as he spoke and she opened to say something just as she felt his finger once more begin gliding against her back and a soft low gasp escaped her mouth. Her eyes closing as her back arched into him and her hands pulled him closer to her as she grinned at his offer "Mmm... It doesn't have to wait, you can train me and help me build up my stamina and endurance" She said coyly as she grinned at him and licked her lips slowly, it was rather obvious what she was referring too. "Although I can say... The academy never trained me for this... So you'll have to spend a long time training me up" She whispered softly, leaning in close to his ear and whispering something softly as her eyes once more became feral in appearance as she licked her lips slowly once more. "Or... Are you going to give me training in another type of way? A more... kido focused type of training..." She whispered as her grin grew rather large and she leaned in to bite against his neck several times gently as she wanted to put some sort of permanent mark on her Mate as he had her. His scent was intoxicating, it drew her in and made her not even want to think about getting up to leave his side. She felt like she knew him so much better than she should, his name repeating in her head... Just thinking about his name was enough to drive her crazy, add to that his intoxicating aroma and the way he tasted... Every time he spoke it was like an Angel speaking and she just wanted him to never stop.
"So... How long is my next training session going to be? Or will you make me keep training until I pass out?" She asked, almost sounding very eager for the second option with the way she said it. Her hands toying with his hair as he toyed with her body, his hand sliding against her spine... his fingers toying with her ears... Every movement and every touch he gave her made her moan in ecstasy and want just more and more of him. Damn it was a good thing she could keep herself quite... Otherwise who knows who might've been listening into their special, private, moment.
"Well Fuu," he muttered, shortening her name, "I suppose we could do all sorts of training, whether it be endurance, or kido, or sword play." Having the girl arch into his hand and her biting into his neck made it somewhat hard to concentrate onto what he was saying. A heavy breath escaped from him as she nipped at him, his arms closing around her to hold her in a loving embrace, and as soon as she had stopped her biting, he held her up to look her in the eyes, exploring those mismatched orbs, "We can take all the time in the world, love, but," he glanced back at the door, the latch still in place, "I wouldn't mind having a good long session to start things off, and now that we've rested, we might as well start up again. And of course, this time, we're going to train till one of us passes out, and I figure," he winked at her, "That'll be you. I'm somewhat hard to beat when it comes to longer fights, I simply can keep going when others have fallen."
He reached up and brushed away some of her hair before pulling her in for another kiss and reaching to stroke her tail once more.
A wicked grin came from her, licking her lips as she moved to straddle Kuroda as she sat back a bit and pulled the blankets up over her as she leaned back down and into him. "Mmm... And what if I just sit here? Will you show me what being a bad girl gets me?" She challenged him a bit, her eyes were slanted though which showed she very much wasn't going to just sit there and be a bad girl..... at least, not for long. Her arms pulled the blanket in closer around her as she snuggled into his chest and her legs gently wrapped around his waist, she simply waited for him to once more take control over the situation. She looked up at him with her dual hued slits, a mischievous smirk on her face as she slowly inched forward until their lips were just inches apart. Her eyes closed as she took in his scent once more as she felt his hands grip her hair and pull her into another kiss, closing her eyes as she tilted her head once more to the side as she leaned into it and pushed down against him. Her hands gripping onto his shoulders and her nails digging into his skin as she shuddered as he gripped her tail gently and she practically melted into his hands and, once more, submitted to his desires. The more he touched her right now, the more she wished he'd just take her. The more he didn't, the crazier she was driven. Her hands moving around to his back as she began to scratch at his back once more before her legs squeezed his hips again and she simply took over, she couldn't stand his teasing anymore... And she was going to show him just how much stamina she had.
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