Ahhh, I finally remembered to upload my fanfic for Bleach. I hope you all like it... but just a few words before you start reading, just to avoid flaming etcetera.

This fanfiction contains some angst, graphic sexual scenes and one rape scene. It is Nnoitra and my OC, so if you don't like OC stories, please don't read!!

I began writing this a while ago, and this is the first fanficiton I have ever written. It gets better, believe me! (I'm not a pro at spelling either. I tried, honest XD)

Enjoy!!

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Introduction

Touch. She felt the cold metal rings around her wrists and neck, so tight her veins throbbed and her skin tingled, blood cells thrashing against the vein walls in a desperate attempt to reach the oxygen-starved fingers, which were hanging limp and cold.

Smell. So clean and pure it was almost overwhelming... so fresh it was sickening. Like a field just mown, like green grass covered in dew- and ruined by a disgusting chemical smell, which prickled its way through her nostrils and down her throat, making her lungs feel aflame.

Taste. Blood. Its bitter metallic flavour stuck to her tongue, it clung to every single taste bud like a disease, making her cough every now and then, which only brought up more blood accompanied by mucus, from where her throat and lungs had tried and tried to repair themselves from some sort of fight...

Sound. Nothing but slight mutters, every word made her head buzz with a pain so intense it was unbearable. There was something familiar too, a noise that she knew... she realised it was her own mouth, screaming; such a hoarse noise, but at the same time so shrill.

Sight. Black fuzzy material poking into her eyes, a blindfold, tied up too tight. Tears forcing themselves out of her eyes, the salt trickling into wounds on her face and stinging; which in turn made even more tears pour out. Clenching her eyes shut now, trying to shut everything out; the pain, the terror... the uncertainty.

Suddenly, all five senses came together. She could feel, hear and smell someone very close to her face, breathing heavily onto her cheeks. The blindfold was ripped off, burning her eyelids and brows, forcing her to scream out in pain yet again. Prising her eyes open slowly out of fear, she gasped. Coming into focus in front of her eyes was none other than... the 5th Espada- Nnoitra Jiruga.