Kk! Next up is Shuuhei Hisagi from Bleach, requested by.... valiant_!! Enjoy bro!

(Don't own Bleach nor Kage)

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Sadomasochism : Hisagi Shuuhei :

"-ya fucking kidding me..." the purple haired Fukutaichou muttered, eyeing the wreckage that was once the training field. Kage'd gone berserk again. What a pain in the ass...

She laughed, grinning brightly. "Head Captain shouldn't reccommend more training if he doesn't want me to break stuff, Hisagi!"

"Head Captain keeps reccommending more training because you keep breaking stuff, dumbass!" Shuuhei returned, looking irritated as he unsheathed his Zanpakuto slowly. It was hard for him to understand how she could keep doing this and feel no remorse for the poor saps that had to clean up after her. "Come on, stop. You've broken too much stuff."

She smirked, placing her hands on her hips, blade and all. "Well, I disagree." Suddenly, she disappeared. Hisagi whirled just in time to parry the blow that came at him from behind. She was fast- and ruthless- as usual. "I don't think I've broken enough stuff!"

Shuuhei returned with a slice of his own, forcing her back. She almost tripped backwards (a style developed in her family to give the illusion of poor balance when in actuality she was in perfect control), landing in a squat and diving in to get a hit below his outstretched katana. Unthinkingly, he grabbed her blade with his free hand, knowing she'd quite happily run him through. She was a wild fighter.

He hissed in pain, driving her back with a jab and then flipping backwards- getting dirt in the wound on his hand but not worrying about it at that moment. She grinned at him, face so sweet that it made his heart jump- or was that the adrenalin?- and yet horrifying due to the tongue that poked out to lick his blood from her blade.

"As always, your blood is sweet, Hisagi-chan." Kage giggled, using her forefinger and thumb to clean the remainder of the blood off her Zanpakuto. "Can't wait to properly cut you."

Hisagi sighed, seeing no point in protesting. He was used to this already; all he needed to do was beat her up enough and she'd stop.

He huffed a dry laugh, remembering a time when the thought of beating up a girl like Kage hadn't sat right with him.

"All right. Let's get this over with, then." He said. She beamed, the childlike expression somewhat tainted by the fact that she was charging at him with a blade ready to sever a limb.

"Aw, I thought you liked our fights, Shuu-chan!" She purred, Zanpakuto sparking against his, a slight tremor in her voice as she bore down on him- attempting to overpower him. With a small body like hers, she was hard-pressed to. Hisagi smirked.

"You always lose, so I guess it's good for my confidence." He returned, overpowering her and using the momentary loss of her balance to slice at her. She flipped backwards onto her hands, balancing her weight onto one and jabbing at his ankle. He'd been tricked by her feint. He cursed, barely skidding out of the way.

"You know I don't care about winning." She replied, bringing herself to her feet. She was lithe, sneaky, and that was what made her a difficult opponent.

Of course Hisagi knew she didn't care. Kage quite obviously fought for the pleasure of fighting... she even got a kick out of it when she was forced back and lost. Which soon occurred, because her Fukutaichou's keen eyes spotted a gap in her defenses. The same weak point she always had. It was crafty, but the only way to beat her. Shuuhei didn't see any problem with taking advantage of every available resource to win- and this resource just so happened to be his knowledge of the girl herself.

He upped his speed and delivered a kick to her chest, which she crossblocked with her arms, and then used her recovery time to slash at her left ankle. A childhood injury had rendered it hesitant to move and thus a weakness in her otherwise perfect defense. He caught her foot hard, slicing through the soft flesh easily, and sending her down. She was quickly back on her feet, but the injury slowed her, and she was quickly given a shallow wound in the thigh.

As Kage moved to get back up, Hisagi's katana was pointed at her jugular. She'd been swift enough in her attempt to get up that the point of the blade sliced a thin, short line into her neck. Hisagi cursed as he realised how close he'd been to slitting her throat, but she laughed "'s'okay. I give."

"Sorry. Didn't mean to cut quite so deep." He said, helping her to her feet. She winced, but stood on the injury anyway.

"You don't need to apologise." She paused. "Feels kinda good, anyway."

"The hell?!" Shuuhei stared at her in disbelief. "Doesn't it hurt?!"

"Yeah. Pain can feel good, too." Kage said, smiling ominously. An awkward silence passed over them- well, Shuuhei was the only one that felt awkward. She stepped away from him, then winked. "Maybe I'll show you what I mean sometime... Shuu-chan."

She vanished with a giggle, leaving a startled Hisagi to blush and curse her out as he returned to the barracks.

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I feel like Kage came out more indecent than you intended.... sorry! XD

But hope you liked, valiant_! ♡