The Espadas were all seated, waiting for the meeting to start. Aizen had informed them that he would be introducing a new Arrancar. Finally he arrived, followed closely behind him was a young adorable looking girl with short purple hair and bright golden eyes. Her mask was a collar wrapping her neck and it stretched all the way to her back where it formed two sheaths to contain her two zanpaktos. Two ribbons flowed down from each of her zanpaktos, ending with a bell that tinkles everytime she moves. Her uniform resembles Menoly's except that the back part is totally exposed to make way for her hollow mask remains. Three reddish yellowish stripes ran down each side of her cheeks (imagine Ggio's released form)
"Introduce yourself." Aizen said.
The arrancar girl bowed and said,
"Zanielle Cleviz, Arrancar #89"
"I am going to assign her as Grimmjow's Fraccion. Since he successfully managed to get his other Fraccions dead." Aizen continued, earning a loud WHAT from the sexta Espada.
"But…but that's all too…sudden!"
"You will get used to it, meeting dismissed." Aizen smirked.
While the other Espadas sonidoed away, Grimmjow inspected his new Fraccion. She was a short little girl, spiky purple-headed, and a rather slim figure. But to his utter disappointment, the young Arrancar was flat-chested, like Lilinette.
"Aw…you're disappointed aren't ya? You little prev~" He jumped, Zanielle practically read his thoughts.
"Wha…What? Shut up you little brat! But…" he thought strangely how she guessed his thoughts. But Zanielle just giggled and shrugged. Then she suddenly grabbed his sleeves.
"Hey! I am a new arrancar. Show me around and tell me more about Hueco Mundo, Los Noches and the other Espadas, `kay?"
"Oh oh yeah, okay, follow me. I will bring you to your room." He muttered as he sauntered out of the room, with Zanielle skipping and jumping around hyperactively.
"………and this is your room I suppose." Grimmjow flung the door open for her to see.
"Cool!" she blotted excitedly into the room, but stopped short at the grey and black and white coloured walls, ceilings and furniture. "So monotonous…" tears welled up in her eyes as she scrunched up on her new neatly folded bed, looking as though she is going to dry. Grimmjow panicked. Apparently dealing with kids wasn't exactly what he is capable at. Hurriedly, he said.
"Wait! Don't cry okay? I will get you new materials someday please don't cry okay? Anyway, I am fighting Noirita this afternoon, have to go. If you want you may wander around this place. But try to avoid Espada 8. You wouldn't want to be experimented on. Do you?" he yawned and exited her room scratching his head.
Grimmjow sonidoed towards the training ground to meet Noirita. On the way he bumped into Aizen.
"Afternoon Grimmjow-san. How is Zanielle?" he asked, smiling like always.
"huh? Zanielle? Hyperactive, over cheerful, super talkative etc etc I suppose? Just warned her not to get too close to Syazel, dangerous guy he is." He mumbled.
"Warned her? I wouldn't do that if I were you. Whatever you told him not to do, she will do the exact opposite. That Zanielle for ya. Quite curious. But remember, curiosity killed the cat." Smiling, the ex-shinigami captain walked away.
"What was that So-su-Gay guy hinting? Damn it, why am I so worried? Zanielle can fight for herself anyway." Grimmjow thought to himself as he confronted Noirita shortly.
"You're late." Noirita narrowed his eyes, pissed off.
"like I cared, oi, get started already."
"Hmm…Espada Octova? Isn't that that gayish pink haired guy? I see no harm in visiting him." Zanielle muttered to her self as she came across a door flooded with signs such as "danger", "radioactivity", "keep out" etc. but ignoring them as though they weren't there at all, she barged into Syazel's room happily.
"Konichiwa! Espada Octova!!!!"
"Wha..WHAT? OH SHIT!" Syazel almost jumped out of his skin. The test tube in his hands slipped and exploded, causing thick smoke to erupt. When the smoke cleared, it revealed a guy with puffed out hair.
"Noooooo! My experiment and my hair! I almost succeeded in creating mutated Numerous! And it…failed. Now where's my comb?" he searched frantically for a comb.
"Looking for this?" Zanielle held out her comb, a cat-shaped one.
"Thanks a lot…erm, Zanielle? Aren't you with Grimmjow?" Syazel took the comb from her gratefully.
"Chey, that stupid kitty went fighting Noiri-kun. Left me behind with nothing to do." She pouted.
Syazel stared. Zanielle looked so cute pouting.
"Er…duh, I am cute when I pout." She peered up at the pink haired scientist.
Syazel was taken aback, the new arrancar read his mind. But he dismissed his thought, that's illogical. Then he gestured towards his bed and told her to have a seat, and regretted it when he sprawling all over his neatly folded bed.
" So…you were creating what…mutated Numeros?" enquired the little arrancar.
"Oh! You see, I was wondering how I could make my Fraccions tastier. So i…"
"Tastier?"
" well, I eat my Fraccions who are Numeros to heal my injury. But their reiatsu is too weak and disgusting. So I was wondering how I could make them more tastier and efficient." He explained.
"Wow. You are more interesting than Grimmy."
"Thanks, would you mind helping me clear up a bit? "
"Sure! Wait…" she sonidoed out and came back with a dustpan and a broom in a flash.
So that entire afternoon Zanielle spend it with Syazel, cleaning his chamber and listening to his "interesting" theories.
The longer Grimmjow fought on, the more uneasy he got. Hope she is okay… he thought nervously, and this almost caused him to be cut in his chest by Santa Teresa.
"Whats the matter? You aren't concentrating." Noirita suddenly stopped fighting. Grimmjow blinked and stuttered out a few words, "re..really, huh?" there was a long silence, broken only by a vulgar curse from Grimmjow as he sped out of the training grounds abruptly, leaving a confused Noirita behind.
Grimmjow tried his best to feel Zanielle's reiatsu. But it was difficult. That brat had hidden it so well. Finally, he felt a faint trace of it. He followed blindly, and as he had expected, it led him towards Syazel's lab. He felt a knot in his stomach. Then without a second thought, he burst in and yelled.
"LET HER GO!"
Only to be answered by another explosion and thick smoke. Coughing and spluttering, Grimmjow made his way through the haze and found Zanielle, who looked bewildered.
"Zanielle! Are you alright? Did he hurt you?" he asked urgently, shaking her shoulder, face so close to her that they could almost touch. The smoke cleared gradually, and Syazel's hair was in a mess again
"Not again…" he moaned.
"Huh? Hurt me? Who? I was helping Aporro-san to clean up his lab all the time! Then you dashed in a made a mess again." Zanielle blurted.
Grimmjow grabbed Syazel's collar and pinned him onto the wall.
"Say, what did you…."
"What are you thinking? He did not brainwash me or something! That's rude Grimmy! Don't you know anything about trust?" Zanielle cried.
Grimmjow and Syazel stared.
"you…my mind?" Grimmjow stammered.
Zanielle sighed. "now I have to explained it again. I can read minds okay? It is just natural. So don't ask me how I did it."
The two Espadas gaped. Read thoughts? Ridiculous.
"Erm…yeah it may seem ridiculous but…that's the fact! Anyway, it is nothing worth talking about so please don't…" before finishing her sentence, Syazel and Grimmjow had already fled, probably to tell everyone about it.
"…tell everyone about it. Jeesh! And to think they are Espadas, I wouldn't have believed it even if people said they were Menos. Fancy getting so worked out over petty matters." Then she looked around the room.
"Shit, do I have to start cleaning all over again?"
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