The Grimmjow Revolution : A cross Fan-Fiction of Bleach and Naruto
(No crossover pairings and I added a couple of my own characters, I OWN NOTHING!)
By: Keltic-Arrancar
Chapter 1: Intro
I was standing at the bank of the Konoha River. Though it smelled like tomatoes and leeks I had always found the sight of the river strangely calming. I paid no attention to the soft rustling of leaves behind me, followed by the even softer thud of a foot falling on to the slightly chilled ground, if not for my well trained ears I never would have heard the ninjas' approach.
"Nice to see you again Grimmjow," I looked back at the man who stood not even three feet away. He stood at six feet five inches, his muscular form slightly covered by the soul reaper uniform. The fact that the uniform had no sleeves easily showed the Konoha headband that he always tied to his right forearm. At his waist was his ever present zanpaku-to Pantera, the long ribbon that hung from the hilt matched the electric blue color of his hair, but even though most of his facial features were blocked by the cat black-ops mask that he was currently wearing, I knew that he was grinning.
"So, you got into the black ops, kid" his arms were crossed in front of his chest, and his voice was a little on the sarcastic side. Behind his mask his sapphire blue eyes looked me up and down. Our soul reaper uniforms almost exactly the same, the white sleeveless top, the long black pants with the blue sash that held up our swords, our headbands both wrapped around our forearms, and our completely different black-ops masks cut around our permanent arrancar masks.
"You noticed," My voice sounded more like a males, deeper than the average females, yet it still had the spunk of a sixteen year old. I lifted my wolf black-ops mask from my face, my silver eyes contrasting against my brown-striped-blue hair, so layered if I styled it just right I would look like a dude.
"Congratulations," the arrancar said, taking of his cat mask, revealing his face. His sapphire blue eyes matched the cat-like markings around them. His usual psychotic grin planted on his lips, and his large canine teeth shining in the small amount of sunlight that shown through the thick forest canopy.
"Thank you." I blushed slightly, as I always did when I was around him. The ex-sexta took a small step forward and grasped my hand in his.
"Did you achieve bankai yet?" Grimmjow asked pointing to my zanpaku-to with his left hand all the while never looking away from my face.
"Not yet," I said strait out, smiling at him, playing with the long chain on the hilt of my sword that wrapped around my waist like a belt. "What about you?"
"Not even close." He chuckled his grin widening, "Pantera said to give it a while, something about 'another half' if I remember correctly."
"Weird," I smiled, my jawbone mask, almost identical to his, moving with my real jaw. "Khikanni said the same thing." My voice steadily got softer as Grimmjow and I crept closer together, our lips almost touching, our eyes sliding closed ready to kiss each other, but a sudden blast of spiritual pressure separated us, the earth shaking like a quake. I grabbed a nearby branch to keep me steady, not too far from me Grimmjow did the same, and it was then that I recognized the owner of the spiritual pressure. A soul reaper that I, and Grimmjow both hated, and one word slipped from my lips. One single word that put all my hatred into a human form, "Dad".
I drew my zanpaku-to from the sheath, practically throwing my black-ops mask to the ground, frankly I didn't think anyone would care if we were revealing our faces today. I flash-stepped to the Hokage's home, Grimmjow following behind me, and even though I was the faster of us, the arrancar beat me to the palace. However, that was probably because his best friend and comrade was the Hokage, Naruto Uzumaki.
The large and majestic building was still in perfect condition, on the outside at least, it was the inside that was in a wreck. Papers and scrolls laid in scattered piles on the floor, books from the shelves thrown from their places to the hard ground below, desks turned over and a flat screen TV cracked in several places. In the midst of the wreckage stood three people, Naruto Uzumaki, his fiancée Eleni Pulchra, and my father, Aizen Sosuke.
A growl in my chest left my body through my bared fangs, Grimmjow all the while gripping my shoulder, as if to hold me back, though he knew that if I wanted to, I could easily beat him. Naruto and Eleni obviously knew that we had arrived, the two of us ready to intervene when Naruto needed help. However the Hokage was a close match for the ex-shinigami, but Aizen wasn't even in his shikai yet. A sudden surprise attack had Naruto vulnerable, and with a reaction that was faster than I had ever seen from him, Grimmjow met Kyokeswekes with Pantera.
"Hey Grimmjow," Naruto said, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth, his breathing hard, obviously being worn out from the amount of power the soul reaper was exerting.
"Hey Naruto" Grimmjow said, never taking his azul eyes off of the brunette. Eleni looked at Narutos' injuries, quickly healing them faster than even Orihime Inoue.
"Eleni," I tugged the two back a couple of yards, every so often looking back at the bluenette to see if he was doing alright.
"I don't know how he got out," she said immediately, Naruto nodding in an agreement. "One moment we were going to check on him, the next his spiritual pressure pushed us down." I looked away from the couple and growled at the brunette. Grimmjows' speed was nothing compared to mine when I was really into a fight, however compared to Aizen, who depended more on his spiritual pressure and zanpaku-to to fight, Grimmjow was going super-sonic.
"You have changed, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques," Aizen said to the arrancar, the ex-espada stopping in front of the soul reaper, but a good ten plus feet away. Though what the man said was true, Grimmjow had indeed changed. Growing three inches in height, having a more muscular build, and, for the moment at least, his electric blue hair wasn't spiked, revealing the large reptilian tooth that was always in his hair just in back of his hollow mask. The blue rose birth mark, identical to the one on the inside of my left wrist, laid on the back of his neck.
"What's your point?" Grimmjow bared his fangs at the soul reaper.
"You still love my daughter," Aizen looked at me, and grinned like a father would their son, when they did something bad like getting a girl pregnant, right before beating them into a grave. Grimmjow quickly glanced at me, I looked a lot like my father… a LOT. My height of an even six feet, just five inches shorter than Grimmjow, my hair color, except for the naturally growing stripe of blue in my bangs, the only two things about me that belonged to my mother was the phoenix feather that laid in my hair in back of my hollow mask, and my silver eyes.
"Again I repeat, what's your point?" Grimmjow growled.
"Grim ignore him!" Naruto shouted to his good friend. Grimmjow didn't move, his sapphire blue eyes meeting the dark brown almost black color of my fathers.
"Grimmjow," I whispered his name, the twitch of his fingers on his sword telling everyone that he had heard me. The ex-sexta grinned slightly taking a stance that told everyone he was ready to fight to the death.
"You know Aizen-sama" he poured acid into his voice as he spoke to his opponent, "Much time has passed since you were imprisoned in Konoha," he began to circle the shinigami "Starrk and Tia got engaged, the soul society filled your spot as a captain with Ulquiorra, and I got married." The silver band around his ring-finger on his left hand glowing slightly as he said the last part.
"Impossible," Aizen said looking between Grimmjow and me, finally seeing the silver band that wrapped around my left hands ring finger. The two stones were that of a sapphire and a diamond, and a single inscription around the edges reading 'Tuus in Aeternum' or 'Yours for Eternity' in Latin. The two jewels sparkled in the dim lighting of the room we were in, only making the reality of Grimmjows' words reach the soul reapers ears and eyes faster.
I grinned at my "dads" look, confusion mixed with anger, "What's the matter pops?" I asked, my inch long canines looked menacing, "Didn't think your little Revolution would get a mate?"
Aizens' eyes narrowed as he looked directly at me, a growl rose in the soul reapers chest, as well as my own. Grimmjow immediately backed off, leaving space for the two of us to fight. I grasped my zanpaku-to in my hand the chain coming loose and wrapping around my right arm like Ichigos' Bankai always did, though while the soul reapers was black in color, mine was white and didn't have a guard.
The sudden clang of metal on metal brought me back to reality, my eyes narrowing as I charged for my father. Hatred poured out of our fighting, my fathers' because of me, mine because of him. Each strike increased our power, our spiritual pressure bearing down on my comrades, though they never moved.
Aizen was winning as our fight drew to a close, slashing me along my neckline and side, his attacks not deep enough to cause serious injury, but large enough to need stitches when we were finished fighting… if I survived at least. My fathers' next strike had me on the ground in less than a second, my chest split open by his zanpaku-to. I heard the sounds of my husband trying to come forward to reach me, the strain of fabric as Naruto and Eleni held him back, and the scream of Kyokeswekes as Aizen swung the sword over his head.
"Goodbye... Revolution," his zanpaku-to came crashing down, and I closed my eyes for the impact, but in the same exact moment, I heard the one thing I hoped I never would.
"Grimmjow don't!" Eleni screamed, but within the next second I felt Aizens zanpaku-to pass through my chest.
"A-ah!" I cried out in pain, not opining my eyes.
"B-bastard," I heard Grimmjow say, practically gasping for air. I looked down through my eyelashes to see about an inch of Aizens' blade separating me and another body, and my eyes widened greatly as I looked up to see his sapphire blue eyes.
"W-why did y-you do that?" I whispered into his ear as we collapsed onto our knees, Aizens sword slipping from our bodies. His body leaned against mine, our open wounds touching dangerously.
"Instinct..." He said shortly, a slight grin on his face. "B-besides, y-your worth e-everything in the world-" He breathed in sharply, obviously in pain, as Aizen moved in back of him. "Y-your my o-other half after a-all," His words hit me, causing a tear to come to my eyes as I felt my pulse along with his pick up in pace.
"Well then," Aizen, approached us, Eleni and Naruto still to shocked to act. "The two halves can die together," He swung his sword over his head once again, this time for the death blow.
"G-Grimmjow, I love you," I said.
"I love you too," He gripped his zanpaku-to tighter, as did I as we both shouted out to the heavens in our last stand against our greatest enemy.
"Rein of the Sky Dragons, BANKAI!"
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