Old Faces Aren't Forgotten

OK Guys And Gals, Quick Little Author's Note,This Is My First Attempt At A Story, Feel Free To Leave Opinions And Suggestions. I Would Really Appreciate It. This Story Futures An OC Of My Own, But Other Than That I Own No Rights To Bleach.

(Flashback)

"Go Tia! Hurry, I Dont Know Long I Can Hold Them Back!" The large black, white, and red dragon adjuchas yelled as he held his back agaainst the large door, his spreaded wings were broken and bloodied.

"What about you? I can't just leave you, we made a promise!" Tier screamed at him, barley holding back the tears that were in her eyes. He smiled at her, his teeth bloody and a few missing. "Don't worry about that. I'll find you, I swear I will."

Suddenly the door broke and a clawed hand came through clawing at air as it searched for something. "Stop fighting little adjuchas! If you open the door now, I will give you a quick death!" Yelled the vasto lorde they were runming from.

"Go Tia, and dont look back! I won't be able to hold him much longer!" Yelled the dragon hollow as he readjusted himself to hold the door.

With tears in her eyes, Tier did as he said. She ran...

(Flashback end)

Tier woke up with tears in her eyes. She hated that memory, and lately it kept playing in her head.

Suddenly a knock sounded on her door before it opened slightly. "Lady Harribel, I heard screaming. Is everything OK?" It was Sung-sun, the most level headed one of her fraccion. Tier sighed as she wiped her eyes, not wanting her tears to be seen. "Yes, everything is fine."

Sung-sun gave her a doubting look. She knew she was lying, but she didnt want to risk pissing her mistress off. So she simply nodded and closed the door. Tier decided she should get up, since she didn't want to risk the dream coming back. So she got out of bed, not bothering to straighten it out like she normally does, and stretched before going into her bathroom and showering. After a long, hot shower, she left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her chest, which covered her until it got to her mid thighs. She got dressed and put tiburon on her back in it's usual place, even though she most likely wouldn't need it. After the death of Aizen amd war with the quincies, it had been awfully peaceful. There were a few arrancar around, and they all had chosen to live under her rule, since she was the current strongest.

The only other surviving espada was Grimmjow, but he went off deep into Hueco Mundo, claiming that he wanted to see if he could get stronger, and maybe even acheive his segunda etopa. She hadn't seen him in a while. She couldn't exactly say how long, since it was always night, and they had no way of telling time.

She left her room and headed to the room where everyone chose to be at most of the time. As she walked she thought to herself, calming herself and getting back into her normal character.

As she entered the room, she saw an unexpected sight. A bloodied and bruised Grimmjow, holding a wound on his chest sitting on the couch. He was breathing raggedly. He smirked as he saw her enter the room. "Harribel" He said with a nod. "Grimmjow." She said. He spit out a glob of blood and wiped his mouth.

"Heard that you were running things around here." He said as he attempted to stand, but failed to actually do so.

Both of her eyebrows were raised as she thought to herself 'What kind of training involves him getting so... battered up? Or better yet, who could have damaged him this badly?'

They both turned their heads, Grimmjow just barley doing so, at the arrival of Franceska Mila Rose, one of the surving war arrancar and another one of Harribel's fraccion. As she saw Grimmjow, a shocked look appeared on her face. "What the hell happened to you Grimmjow?" She asked causing him to scowl slightly.

After a minute of slience it seemed like he chose to ignore her, because he turned back to Harribel and said, "I have some news that I thought you should hear, but first I need to get some rest and heal. I'll just use my old room."

Mila Rose, slightly pissed, spoke again, "You can't, thats my room now."

He was standing now, still holding his now noticeably, but still slowly healing chest. He looked at her and simpily said, "Get a new room then." She growled at him and started to put her hand on her zanpakuto, but he dissapeared in a buzz of sonido.

"I oughta finish whats left of him." She said, scowling as she did so. She sighed, and turned to her mistress. "What happened to him?"

Harribel sighed, "He did not say. Perhaps he will tell me later after he rests. He said he had some news for me." Mila Rose shrugged. "Well is it OK if me and a couple of others go train on the outskirts of Las Noches? We might be gone for a couple of dayd though."

Harribel raised an eyebrow at this, but she nodded at Mila, showing her acceptance. Mila Rose bowed and turned to leave.

Harribel sighed as she decided to go visit Szayelaporro's lab, to see if she could figure anything out from his research, hoping that she might actually find something useful this time.

As she walked, she passed what she assumed would be the group going to train, which consisted of basically everyone that was currently staying in Las Noches, minus herself and the resting Grimmjow.

After seeing them off, she started to continue towards her original destination.

Timeskip*

Harribel huffes in fruatration as she sat looking at a computer, still having no luck figuring anything out. She decided she should get up and stretch. She was sure that if she continued, she would probably break something in the lab. She left the lab, deciding to get something to eat, remembering that she hadn't eaten anything since she woke up.

As she walked, she felt a spike in reiatsu, that caused her to freeze.

'That was Grimmjow's reiatsu I just felt... has he really trained this hard? He's almost as strong as Ulquiorra in his base form!'

She sonidoed to where she felt the reiatsu come from. As she got there, a fully healed Grimmjow was slowly suppressing his reiatsu was just dying down. She stared at him with a curious look on her face.

He smirked and closed his eyes as he caught her facial expression. He put his hands in hes pockets and said "I told you I would be doing some serious training. I might be coming back every now and then." He opened his eyes and nodded his head towards ths door.

"Walk with me. I think I have some news that could interest you." He started to walk towards the

Harribel raised an eyebrow, but said nothing as she followed him out of the room.

They walked until they were outside, and Grimmjow stopped. Harribel looked at him and raised an eyebrow, waiting on him to speak.

After minutes of silence, Grimmjow finnaly turned to her and said, "I know you were probably wondering what kind of fucked up training I must've been doing in order to get myself in the condition I was in earlier. Trust me though, that was nothing compared to the wounds I had earlier. To be honest, I'm not sure either. It kind of went by fast." He said as he scratched his head, in an embarassed manner before continuing, "I was going about my training. I came across a strong vasto lorde. He even made me release my ressurrecion."

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist at his side. "He didn't seem like he was trying, but he was able to swat me around like a damn fly. You're not that much stronger than me anymore, so I doubt you could beat him either, but perhaps we could if we worked together.

Harribel's facial expression was one of pure shock. 'It seems that he has matured as well as gotten stronger.' She collected herself quickly and nodded at him. "How far out is this vasto lorde? And how long will we be gone?"

Grimmjow smirked. "Well, if we leave now, we might be able to catch him around the area he was in earlier. It could be a quite a few hours before we return."

Like I said, my first try at a story or whatever. Let me know what you think. I'll try to update as much as possible. Maybe I'll try to make the next chapter longer. Don't know how long this story will be though.