MA: hey peeps. Once again back with another chapter of my bleach story. I know you are interested in seeing what happens when our two confused souls meet again. so here it is. Like normal, I don't own bleach. Kubo, stop jerking us around and get to the good stuff. With that out of the way, ON WITH THE FIC!

MY MATE

Chapter 3

Sunrise and half past 8:00am found the seireitei this morning. Retsu Unohana was already dressed and preparing for her day of healing and mending of the brave soul reapers who protect both worlds from hollows. The sun shone upon her from the small window in her private room as she worked to re-braid her hair into the style the world knew her by. A long time ago, such a act was so frustrating and tedious to her that she rarely if ever undid her braid, save to wash her locks everyone so often. That is until he came.

Her eyes turned back to the still sleeping form of Kenpachi Zaraki on the meager bed that occupied this room. She was ok with leaving him alone while she headed to work. He'd more than likely wake up, grumble to himself, get dressed and somehow find his way back to his own barracks, his notoriously bad sense of direction not withstanding. It was the way of their world. Its how the two did things when they were together.

Her mind flashed back to the day she met him again.

It was the day she heard that someone had killed the squad 11 captain. she found this a bit impressive. The previous captain was a strong and capable warrior, still no where near her level of skill, not that anyone knew. This was the first time someone had killed a captain in a duel. It wasn't illegal by any stretch for someone to ascend to the rank via personal combat. Its just that it was very rarely done nowadays. It did happen a lot back in the early days of the gotei 13 but not now in this era of stability. It was during the first captains meeting that she saw him. No longer was he the small wild child with the stolen zanpakuto who she found when looking for a proper challenge. He was a mountain of man, tall, muscular, and frightening, hair as wild as the distract he hailed from, his captain's cloak torn and messy. Despite these changes, she knew it was him, if not for the intensity of his stare than for the large scar that covered his eye. It was him alright. Her own scar, that only Yamamoto knew of, ached when he spoke in that deep voice of his. When he spoke his name, the other captains either laughed slightly or scoffed at the idea of someone using a title for a name. on the outside, she simply smiled that warm caring smile she was known for but on the inside, she was elated. If anyone in the worlds besides herself deserved the title of Kenpachi, it was he.

She found out much later that he too kept her close to his heart after meeting his lieutenant, a small pink ball of chaos and energy. He named her Yachiru. The little girl was always on his shoulder, a visible contradiction to the image he presented. A massive berzerker of a man who enjoys fights and would seem like he would kill you as opposed to shake your hand and here he was with a young girl who loved him like a father. It didn't take long for the girl to find her way to the 4th squad barracks and her office. When she asked why she hung around her office so much, to everyone else she told them she liked the candy. To Unohana, she simply said, "you smell like Kenny!"

It was funny that neither of them could find their way without help and yet, they could find their way to her barracks so easily.

It was 3 weeks after becoming captain that Kenpachi approached her.

"the 80th district. The murder fields."

It was enough for her to know that he wanted her to meet him there. It wasn't much for her to get away for a few hours and meet him there. It was a old area that was utterly deserted and far from anyone or anything. It was sunset when she arrived, Kenpachi already waiting for her, sans Yachiru. Neither said a word. They knew what this was. She drew her zanpakuto, his was already out and over his shoulder. The duel itself was epic as blades and spirits clashed. However, it was short. His hand somehow undid her braid, giving her the appearance she had all those years ago. With that act, her inhibitions blew away with the wind. Something inside of her snapped. She dropped her blade and threw herself at him with a violent lust that had been implanted with that scar of hers. They made passionate love all the way into the evening and longer. It had been so long since she had a man touch her, not that she didn't have a lack of suitors who vied for her attention. Kenpachi was the first to truly arouse her in all the ways that mattered and he more than satisfied her that night and every other night they met. To the outside world, they were the very definition of polar opposites, only meeting when either his men were admitted either due to battles with hollows or his own training exercises, or during captains meetings where they barely made eye contact. to each other, they were confidantes, friends, lovers, and more. They would sneak away to see each other whenever the chance presented himself. the only person who really knew was Yachiru and despite her questionable intelligence, she knew well enough to keep a secret.

As much as she wanted to spend the rest of the day in bed, nibbling little bites off her Kenpachi's skin, she had work to do and it wouldn't stop just because she was horny for the sleeping giant. Finishing her hair, she picked up Minazuki and left the room and its delicious occupant. Her mind immediately snapped to the foremost problem of the day: Isane and Komamura. This was a big problem. Her work has been suffering because of something and she thinks it has something to do with the wolf captain. this needed resolution and there was only one thing that could possibly fix this.

Wordlessly, she summoned a hell-butterfly to her finger. It's time for a check up.

Sajin let out a audible sigh as he signed the last bit of paper work he had for the day and it was only 10:30 in the morning. Normally it would take him at least until the late afternoon for him to finish his work, barring interruption. But now, all he could see was his work, the only thing he could focus on nowadays. All he could feel anymore was guilt and shame and the only thing that seemed to take his mind off it was doing endless amounts of paperwork. He buried himself in it, even doing his lieutenant's share in almost record time. He let Tetsuzaemon have the rest of day off, offering to finish his work for him. Iba was a good man, an even better subordinate. He didn't deserve such loyalty, not after what he did.

"you are unbalanced, Sajin"

The captain cast an upwards glance to the wall next to his large desk. Tenken lean against the wall, sheathed and ready and next to it was the manifestation of his zanpakuto. The large red demon with eyes aflame, blue hair, and deep red skin looked at him with a glance he couldn't recognize, most due to Tenken having no pupils.

"I don't need you to tell me that, Tenken," he grumbled to his sword. "my crime has made me unbalanced."

"if you say so."

Sajin knew that he didn't mean to sound dismissive or uninterested. Zanpakuto spirits couldn't understand the concept of rape, or sex for that matter. Although living beings unto themselves, they didn't have what you could call sex lives. Although they could fall in love as well as any other being, with hineko and hyorinmaru being the best examples of that. Sex was, for a better word, alien to them and thus they don't understand how serious rape was.

"your 'crime' is ruining you, Sajin," Tenken said, arms crossed. "if this keeps up, you might not be able to see me soon. You must find a way to correct this."

"it is not something so simple as it can be corrected. What I did…."

He ran his fingers through the fur on his head. Tenken didn't understand and he didn't feel like explaining to him what rape was or why it was bad. The spirit placed his large fingers on his chin as he considered the options of his owner. "perhaps you could talk to LT. Kotetsu. I'm sure she would be open to talking," he suggested.

"if only it were that simple, my friend."

"it has to be. I mean if what you did is as bad as you have made it out to be, then why hasn't she reported you?" Tenken pondered to Sajin, getting a curious grunt from him. It had been bothering him for a few days now. Why had she not reported him? Everyday, he half-expected some kind of punishment: a few captains to forcibly remove him from his position, an unseen visit from Soi-fong and her black clad stealth forces, or even being burned into cinders by his honorable captain commander. But instead, there was nothing. What was the problem? Was she just too scared or shamed to tell anyone?

"that, I can not say, old friend. But talking to her in any fashion is out of the question."

"have you tried talking to her?"

"heh. Like that woman would get anywhere near me."

"well, you need to talk to her about this. as you are, you wouldn't be able to last long in a battle."

"true but I can assure you that we will not be talking any time soon."

His conversation with his blade was interrupted by the arrival of a hell butterfly. He let it rest on his finger, allowing him to read the message it carried. What he read nearly caused him to pass out.

The 3rd district in the Rukongai wasn't special by any stretch of the imagination. It was only home to a few bars that were common hangouts for soul reapers on their off hours. And it is here, specifically at the "Rampaging boar", that we find two such individuals: the first was Shuhei Hisagi, the lieutenant and temporary leader of squad 9 since the defection of his captain. and the other was Tetsuzaemon Iba, the lieutenant of our guilt ridden wolf captain of squad 7. It was quite common for the lieutenants to hang out like this, more so than their captains. The two men were enjoying their cups of sake with the mass of other hard working men equally enjoying their time off.

"Rangiku was right. This brand of sake is great," exclaimed Iba.

"you can always trust her to know her booze. To Rangiku!" Shuhei toasted.

"and her twins!" both men cackled at the joke before downing another cup of sake.

"is this seat taken?" their eyes look up to see the tall form of Isane greeting them.

"Isane" The way Shuhei said it was in a very familiar tone, Iba noted to himself. being in the gotei 13 meant certain truths to all those in the know; the men always tried to make plays for the women. I mean who wouldn't? the 13 court guard squads had some of the most beautiful women in 2 worlds to choose from. Certain women were off limits for reasons everyone know but chose not talk about.

Rangiku was the women every man wanted but couldn't really have. She was great to go out and party with but despite how she looked and acted, especially when drunk, she was no slut. She had a few close male friends but she never banged any of them, Shuhei included. There were rumors of her and Gin being a item but no one could prove anything outside of them being just close old friends. Nowadays, the only man she is close to is her captain, the young but gift Toushiro Hitsugaya. Even though she never does her work and spends most of her time sleeping, she remained loyal and dedicated, always at his side.

Rukia Kuchiki was another of the off limits women. She wasn't as tall or endowed as most of the other ladies but she was no less beautiful. She talked and fought like a man but had the class and elegance fitting someone from one of the noble families. The reasons why she wasn't to be dated was two fold. First was her brother, Byakuya Kuchiki. If you even wanted a chance with her, you had to get into his good graces, which is about as difficult as fighting all the captains at the same time. Regardless of how cold and distance he seemed to her, rukia's brother loved her dearly and would never allow anyone to just needlessly date her. the second reason is another powerful soul reaper; Ichigo Kurosaki. The man challenged the total might of the gotei 13 for her and won. It doesn't need to be said that he cared about her and the feeling was very mutual, seeing how much time she spend in the living world with him and his family. Getting pass Byakuya is one thing. Getting pass Ichigo was a whole different matter.

Aside from those two, every other woman was up for grabs and Isane was one of them. She and Shuhei dated for a while a few decades ago. It was nothing serious and it ended amicably with them remaining good friends. He could see that something was on her mind and when that happened, she came to him for advice.

"please." He motioned for her to take a sit at the table, which she did.

"thank you."

"so you don't normally hit the sauce this early in the day. What's up?"

"I'm not here to drink. Actually I was looking for you. The both of you, really." This caused Iba to nearly spit out his sake, a grave mistake he never wanted to make.

"the both of us? What for?" he asked.

"well, I needed to ask you some questions. Specifically…..about captain Komamura," she answered. The two men shared a slightly worried look between themselves before turn their attentions back to her.

"the captain? what? Something wrong with him?" Iba asked, concern dripping from his deep voice.

"no. nothing wrong. It's just that as his medical aide, I need to know a few things about him and you know he's kind of a private person."

Iba's tension lessened upon hearing her answered. "that's good. I was worried that something was wrong with the captain. so, what do you wanna know?"

"well, seeing as how you two are close to the captain, what do you know about his people?" asked Isane The shades clad lieutenant poured another cup for himself before he began.

"hmmmm let's see. Well, you are right; captain Komamura is a private person, even with me. But he does open up if you ask him the right way. His people don't really like to deal with us. That's why there's not much in the way of documentation about interactions between us and them."

'he's right. He once told me that they are so territorial that they will kill anyone who even comes close to their lands," Added Shuhei. Isane was quietly absorbing all she could but still there was something more she needed to know.

"I see. So what about issues dealing with his biology? Hormones and what not." The two men paused in mid-drink to her inquiry.

"should we tell her?" stated Iba. "I mean, we did promise the captain."

"true but she is his medical aide. She does have a right to know."

Her eyes darted from man to man, curious as to what they were referring to. After quietly talking to themselves for a few minutes, Shuhei spoke. "Isane, what we are about to tell you goes no further than this table."

"yeah, if the captain found out we told you, he'd go nuts," added Iba.

"of course. As his aid, I'm sworn to keep anything regarding his medical condition between us."

"that's good, Isane" Shuhei was silent for a minute, obviously trying to figure out how to say what he needed to say. "you know the helmet captain Komamura use to wear?"

"of course. He used it to hide his appearance so no one would judge."

"that's only part of the reason," said Iba. "you know his people are more akin to wolves than dogs. As such, they have a real strong sense of smell. The captain can identify people by their scent, track them over miles of wilderness. Hell, he can tell if you're lying or not just from how your scent changes."

"that's interesting. I didn't know this."

"yep. In some cases, their sense of smell can even control their mental states," added Shuhei," and that's where musk comes in."

"m-musk?" inquired Isane

"yeah. Musk is a type of condition. Nothing bad or unhealthy. It's how they find a mate," Shuhei explained. Isane was on the edge of her seat, taking in every word. "his people don't date like we do. To find a mate, they often rely on their sense of smell. When they find a potential mate, the first thing they notice is the scent. It fills their noses, makes its way their brains, in their souls even. That's when the musk starts."

"what does that mean?"

"when he finds someone who is receptive as a mate, the scent triggers a biological reaction in his brain."

"he basically super horny," Iba said very bluntly. The gray haired woman had a bewildered expression on her face at this news. Shuhei was a bit embarrassed.

"what he means is when musk starts, it triggers the need to mate in his brain to such an intense degree that it will literally override his sense of reason. Once it starts, he will think only of mating with that female, regardless of what he was thinking or doing before hand."

"the captain told me once about when it happened to his grandfather. Said he was enjoying a nice meal when a female walked by. He just growled and jumped her, still with a mouthful of food."

"and…he has no control over it?"

"none at all. It would be like a guy having a seizure; he'd be aware of what was going on, but no control over his body. That's the reason for the helmet." Iba stopped for a second to down another mouthful of sake. "the helmet not only hid his face but blocked off his sense of smell. It kinda acted like captain Zaraki's eye-patch for his nose."

"but why hide it?"

"you know how captain Komamura is, Isane He's very prideful but very ashamed of himself, particularly to his wolf-like traits. He hates the fact that a errant smell can make him into an out of control beast. The fact that he doesn't wear the helmet is a big deal it and of itself. But it's also the reason he doesn't socialize with females, outside of you Isane He's scared that he will smell a scent, go into musk and….." Shuhei stopped, letting the woman process the information. And that she did.

"that good enough for you, lieutenant?"

"um, yes. yes it is. Thank you, Iba, Shuhei."

"it's no problem. Just make sure the captain is fit as a fiddle, alright?"

"Isane…are you alright?" he asked, catching her off guard.

"yes. w-why wouldn't I be?"

"nothing. Its just…..you look a little…..frazzled. have you been sleeping well?" Shuhei asked, worry in his eyes. She knew he could tell something was wrong with her but of course she couldn't divulge what happened between her and the captain. she tried to flash her best smile to throw him off.

"I'm fine, Shuhei. Just long hours at the barracks."

"if you say so," he answered, seeming to buy her response.

"well, I will leave you two to your drinks." She said, rising from her seat. With a final wave, she left the two men to their sake. The duo shared a look between each other but decided not inquire about her motives and poured themselves a fresh helping of alcohol. As she exited the bar and the sounds of the mid-afternoon rough housing faded from her ears, Isane finally understood why it happened. Komamura didn't rape her because he wanted to. He was a slave to his own biology and instincts, lacking any and all control of his body. It also made sense why he never socialized much outside of captain's meetings. Being around women would be dangerous for him and he was smart enough to know to keep to himself. How lonely must he be; to be the only one of his kind and having no one that understood him. And his pride, oh god his pride! She could only imagine the guilty he must be feeling. He must feel so small and pathetic that it broke her heart to think about. She had to do something about it but what do you do for the man who accidentally raped you?

The lieutenant's question was interrupted by the timely arrival of a hell butterfly. She extended her finger for it to land on and started to absorb the information. Her question just got an answer.

"a follow-up exam?" Isane asked her captain as she trailed behind her. "but captain komamura's next exam isn't for another few weeks." The elder captain's plan had begun; she scheduled for another check-up for the captain despite, as her subordinate pointed out, his next one set for another 3 weeks. Something was going on between the two of them and it would be best for them just to confront each other and settle it. It was taking a toll on the both of them and with a conflict with Aizen on the horizon, they all needed to be the best shape possible.

"I am aware but it is within my prerogative to request another one if I feel it is necessary," she calmly explained, "plus it doesn't hurt to make sure our biggest captain is in perfect health."

Isane couldn't argue against her, not without revealing why she was somewhat hesitant to be in the same room with him right now, at least not until she could figure out what to say to him without getting him in too much trouble.

"but I'm sure you can handle something like this without, captain."

Unohana merely gave her that lovely motherly smile of hers. "I assigned you to be his medical aid, Isane You know more about captain komamura's health than I do at this point. It's only right that you examine him."

Once again, she couldn't disagree with her logic. She was the most knowledgeable about the subtleties of komamura's physiology that any one since she spent the most time around him. she was defeated before she even began.

"which room is he in?" she asked.

"room 315. make sure you do a thorough examination." Isane didn't miss the inflection in her voice. Captain Unohana scared her. Now a few of the other captains scared her in different ways; Zaraki with his utter brutality, Kurotsuchi for his lack of morals, and the captain-commander for his powerful imposing nature. But captain Unohana was scary for her ability to threaten someone without raising her voice or dropping her motherly smile. When she's like that, she's the scariest person in all worlds.

"yes, ma'am." Just then, the running form of Hanataro came into view of the two women.

"c-captain Unohana!" he exclaiming between puffs of air.

"the 11th?" she queried. Hanataro merely nodded, still catching his breath. The ladies knew what he meant; captain Zaraki sent another wave of wounded from his hellish training session. It happened so much and so regularly that you could set your watch by it. kotetsu's face scrunched up in disgust.

"doesn't that man know the meaning of the word 'restraint'?"

Unohana just giggled a little. "now now, Isane Captain Zaraki is just doing what a Kenpachi does best," she said. "besides, it keeps us on our toes." Isane couldn't discount her. The squad members of the 11th were usually very rowdy and disrespectful to her fellow members but for some reason, when the captain was around, they behaved out of fear of her. She wasn't complaining or pondering the whys or hows. She was just happy that there was some order in the building.

"well then, I will leave you to your examination. Hanataro."

the 7th seat wordlessly began to lead her down the hall to the main reception area, feeling a bit more confident now that the captain was coming with her. Isane watched until they were out of sight, leaving her alone with her thoughts. Rm 315 wasn't very far from where she was but it still didn't stop her from walking as slow as she could there. She could already feel the captain's spiritual pressure as she approached the door. It felt closed off, unsettled, and mellowed. Her mind raced with thoughts of what would happen when she saw him again. She questioned her own thoughts and potential actions. Her conversation with Hisagi and Iba gave her more than she would've imagined but it doesn't make this any easier. If she had a few more days, she could think about how to properly approach Sajin, to talk things out between them and some how settle this situation without causing too much stress or trouble for either of them but her captain's order changed all that. There was no turning back now. She reached out and slid the door open.

Sajin was sitting in front of the examination table, his head drooped down before perking upwards to meet her eyes. It took all of her self control not to gasp out loud at his condition; his fur wasn't groomed and frazzled, his ears were dropped down, and his bright eyes seemed so tired and hopeless. Anyone else wouldn't be able to tell that he wasn't himself but she knew. Captain Komamura had been suffering from the guilt of what he did to her and it broke her heart. Sajin could also see that she wasn't in the best of conditions. She was edgy and hesitant. Bags under her eyes told him that she wasn't sleeping, well no more than usual. It was proof that she was still hurting from what he did to her. He didn't deserve to be a captain or a man before this woman.

After what seemed like a few minutes, Isane put on a small, weak smile before she greeted him. "good day, captain."

her tone threw him off. He was sure she would rage at him for his actions. But she was being kind, so he needed to return the courtesy. "good day, lieutenant."

"I didn't expect captain Unohana to schedule this exam today. I hope it's no inconvenience to you."

"n-no. It's not. In fact, I'm not doing much of anything lately."

"really? I'd assume you'd be training for the war."

"not really. I've...had too much on my mind with...recent events," he answered sadly. The tone of his voice was filled with shame that sent a cold chill down her spine. She really wanted to tell him that she didn't blame him for what happened but the way to say it hadn't opened up to her.

"so...shall we begin?" she asked, advancing towards him. Sajin tensed up, the urge to run away all the stronger. She needed to stay away from him.

"of course." the captain opened his coat to his chest, exposing his fur to the air. Isane approached him, feeling the tension in the air. She placed her palm on the field of fur before her as she began to exam him using her spiritual senses. With them, she could feel how fractured and inharmonious his energy was, his heart rate shot up greatly around her, and his breathing, as much as he was trying to hide it, was rapid and almost panicked.

'captain, please.'

she hated to see him like this. Where was the man she had known? The strong, kind, gentle captain who was so humble? She needed to say something and fast before he totally breaks down, not just for himself, but for the gotei 13 and her as well.

'hurry and get away from me. Please.'

He wanted this to be over as soon as possible. He wanted to go back to the barracks and be left alone. He felt he didn't deserve to be around anyone right now, let alone this wonderful woman who he destroyed. He was just about to speak when a familiar scent filled his nose.

'no! No! Not now!' he screamed in his head. It was her scent. That wonderful womanly scent that drove him to commit that act of violation. He both loved and hated that smell. He let out several audible snorts, his pathetic attempt to exorcise this sweet vile odor from his being but to no avail. The scent molecules worked their way through his nostrils, up his sinuses, and into his brain. The reactions were sparking in response to the odor, forcing the biological change in his massive body. A low growl from his throat was the first sign that he was losing control.

'GET AWAY!'

Isane great concerned when he growled and pulled away, his palm to his forehead. "captain?"

"Kotetsu..." he grunted out. Before she could even ask what was wrong, he was on her. He easily overtook her with his large form, all but tackling her to the exam table. Her only response was a small yelp as her back impacted the table. She looked up at his eyes, the struggle in them obvious. His logic was battling his instinct and logic was losing. This is what Shuhei was talking about; he was losing himself to this urge to mate. For a few seconds, neither of them moved or said a word. The only sounds in the room was her short gasps and his deep breathing. He lowered his snout to her neck, absorbing more of her scent from her neck and further fueling his instinct. The feeling of his breath tickled her skin, causing rows upon rows of goosebumps to rise up. She wondered just what he was thinking in this moment. Was his thoughts lost in a sea of lust and desire? Was he conscious of any of this?

Her own thoughts were halted as his large hands pulled open her shihakusho, freeing her ample breasts to the air. He stopped for a minute to admire them. Honestly, this was the first time Sajin had ever seen a part of breasts so despite his almost insane state, he was taking in this sight in all its glory. Isane's face went totally crimson as he stared at her. She was the type of woman of wasn't very hung up on her own appearance. She was friends with Rangiku so she knew that she was no where near as beautiful, cheerful, or bountiful as her friend but here was this mountain of a man looking at her semi-nude form with a look of insane desire on his face. She gasped as his long lupine wrap itself around her nipple. By the soul king, what a feeling! His tongue was nothing like shuhei's; it was rough, long, and wet beyond reason. But it was also tender, elongated, and sensual. The way he was licking her made her question whether he was really in control of his actions or not. Her question was answered as she felt his hand go under her pants, sliding them off just enough to expose her underwear. His hands easily snatched them off with very little resistance from the fabric. She didn't know when exactly he unleashed himself, her mind was a flood of hormones and sensations that really confused her. Somewhere along the line, she looked down and saw his penis. Her eyes went wide with shock.

He was huge!

Much bigger and thicker than Shuhei ever was, who was her only reference. It was big, red in color, and almost frightening in a way. She realized that that was inside of her the last time. How was she still alive? How could she take all of that?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the feel of it entering her. She looked up at Sajin, looking for anyone inkling of reason in his eyes but there was none. He was lost in this state. The entire mass of his penis had buried itself deep into her body. She sucked in a mouthful of air, the intense sensation consuming her entire being. For a time everything went white, her mind going blank. Her memories of that night were returning as he began to pump her. It was just the same but the confusion she had before was replaced with a dark understanding. She knew now that Sajin Komamura was not in control. It was the beast inside of him dictating the play and she knew him well enough to know that he was feeling shame and self-loathing inside. She didn't care for the beast. She did care for Sajin Komamura and when this was over, she would do everything in her power to help him. For now, she would have to bare this until it was over.

She felt a sharp pain in her shoulder. Sajin had leaned down and gripped her in his jaws, presumably to get a better handle on her as he was screwing her. Each thrust was like being stabbed in the soul by a zanpakuto, her body on fire from both pain and pleasure. Like the other night, he was showing her no mercy. The only sound to be heard in the room was her muffled gasps and his inhuman growls.

"Lt. Kotetsu?"

the solitude of the scene was shattered by the sound of a concerned squad member, followed by a quiet knock at the door. Whither it was new voice or some other reason she didn't know, it seemed that it had an effect: sajin's eye's started to clear, loosing the fiery intensity they had a few moments before.

"lieutenant? Captain? Are you ok?" the voice asked again. This time, his eyes lost even more of the insanity it had before. He was back. She could see it easily enough. He looked down at her, tears in her, breasts exposed, and still deep into her. His clarity was no replaced with horrifying terror and disgust.

He had done it again!

His lupine mouth hung open in shame. Self-loathing filled his massive being at staring at the trembling form of the woman who he once again violated. He closed his eyes, waiting for her to call out to her squad mate for help. This was the end for him and he would accept it. Such was the fate of a craven animal who was driven by his lust.

"um, everything is ok."

His eyes snapped open. It was Isane Her voice was calm and steady, not urgent and panicked like it should be. And why was she saying everything was fine?

"are you sure, ma'am? I heard growling."

"i was just inspecting the captain's lungs. I needed him to growl to clear this throat. I assure you, he's fine," she answered, almost giggling in a way.

"oh. Well, pardon my interruption. I will leave you to your examination."

"thank you very much."

silence filled the room as the squad member's footsteps disappeared. Sajin locked eyes with his 'victim', seeing no signs of rage or hate in her eyes. Only sorrowful understanding and forgiveness.

"lieutenant..." he croaked out.

"please, captain," she started, "you...had better finish soon. We don't have much time to ourselves."

He couldn't believe what he heard with his own ears. She was letting him continue. He wouldn't have not believed it if he had not felt the gentle hand of the woman beneath on his furry cheek. Nearly on the verge of tears, the huge captain once again started to move into her, this time more caring and gentle. Isane felt the sudden change. The pain was gone, replaced with subtle sensation of drifting into a warm bath.

This time, it was the man, not the beast.

Isane found one of her red earrings under the exam table. She breathed a small sigh of relief.

It took her a while to clean up her appearance, even though her underwear was pretty ripped up and unwearable but no one could see them anyway. An hour had passed since it began and now it was time to clean up somewhat. The experience had left her not as confused as before. That was thanks to the info she had gotten earlier in the day before the examination. She looked over at Komamura He was slouched down on the floor, head down, ears slanted downward, eyes staring at the floor.

Despite her allowing him to have sex with her, he still probably felt like crap.

"I'm a failure," he rumbled in a low, defeated voice. "I should have had better control."

Isane turned entirely to face him. "captain, I gave you permission."

sajin's head slowly swung back and forth. "it should never had happened in the first place. I'm a captain. A captain should not have to succumb to his lusts. Lieutenant, I raped you. How can you forgive such an act?"

without another word, she leaned down and pressed her hand to his cheek again, causing the wolf captain to look up into her eyes. Eyes full of compassion. "captain...I know."

"know what?" he asked, his eyes wondering what he she meant.

"I know."

his eyes went as a wide as saucers. He knew exactly what she was talking about. It was his greatest secret and greatest shame. So much so that only 3 people knew about it; his former best friend, his lieutenant, and his former's subordinate.

"i see," he said, eyes cast downward. "who told you?"

she straightened herself before answering. "Shuhei and Iba. But only because I was worried that they told me. I said it was for medical purposes." she heard him snort a laugh.

"interesting lie."

"what? That it was for medical purposes or that I was worried?" He decided not to answer that question.

"still, it doesn't excuse what I did to you, regardless of my...condition."

The amount of contempt he had for his condition all but oozed from his voice, which only made her heart hurt more for him.

"it is true that it did happen. I was...violated by a wild beast and I don't know if I can ever forgive him," she said, Komamura absorbing the words, knowing full well that he deserved. "but...I can forgive the man." Sajin snapped his head up at her, seeing the small, gentle smile on her face. It had been almost an eternity since he had seen that wonderful little smile of her and just like that, the terrible guilt and pain in his chest seemed to fade slightly. To Isane's relief, Sajin grinned as he let out a tiny sigh, the stress that tormented him seemingly loosening it's grip on the large man.

"so...what now?" he asked.

"well, I don't see the need for captain Unohana or anyone else knowing about this so it stays between us," she answered facing the door.

"if that is what you want, then I agree."

"and captain..." she started, "if your condition should...return, feel free to call upon me as needed."

Words were useless to Sajin at this moment. He only looked at her, head turned to him with that same gentle smile as before. He couldn't believe his wolf ears. Did she actually understand what she was getting into? To suggest that would was something he never even dared to dream of.

"lieutenant, you don't mean...?"

"I mean it, captain. Anytime."

She didn't even hear him move, let alone stand up but as she turned to walk to the door, a pair of ample arms wrapped themselves around her waist. She felt his size envelop her body, the easy warmth from his fur reach even through his hakama. She felt his snout breathe in her ear and the thunderous rumble of his heartbeat against her back. Unlike before, she felt no animistic lust but a sense of calming gratitude from his being.

"Isane Kotetsu, you are a marvelous woman. Thank you." It wasn't how she imagined her relationship with the 7th squad captain would've evolved into but, regardless how it started and the pain they both endured in the past few confusing days, she didn't regret her choices and decisions on how to deal with it. She had come to truly care for Sajin Komamura, beyond than just a comrade, superior officer, or a patient. She cared for him as a man, an honest humble man who deserved to have some bits of happiness in his life. And she was determined to make he gets all of it.

"you are welcome, Sajin Komamura"

so how did you like that? The last part of this chapter was very hard to write and I just decided to skip the sex scene. Well, next time we shall see how this strange relationship takes shape for these two people. So until next time...

LATER FICCERS!