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NOTE: This chapter contains M-preg! (Male Pregnancy). It also contains heavy language and will eventually contain sexual innuendo. (Or along those lines). If you do not like, do not read! That's primarily the reason it's rated 'M'!

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The teal-haired Arrancar looked around the room with half-lidded eyes. He felt entirely exhausted, seeing as he felt like he had been sleep for days and days. Grimmjow tried lifting his arms up, but he couldn't. His wrists were restrained to the table. He attempted to lift his legs, but they were restrained as well. He couldn't get up, no matter how hard he tried.

He was on a hard surface, maybe an experimentation table?

The sound of footsteps echoed through the room. Grimmjow paused his movement for a minute, listening to the sound of the light foot steps tapping on the hard, tile floor.

"Grimmjow," The unknown man's voice echoed in the room. Grimmjow let his head rest, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. He couldn't see anything in the damned room- it was engulfed in black, never-ending darkness.

"Let me go!" Grimmjow cried out.

The mysterious man sighed. "Wish I could..."

Grimmjow let out a growl. The man walked closer to the table.

"Lord Aizen...he won't let you go. He wants me to...experiment on you."

"Szayel?" The teal-haired man questioned. And, just as he expected the worst, it was indeed Szayel. The scientist turned the lights on and examined Grimmjow's body.

"Who cares what that bastard says, just let me go." Grimmjow hissed. Szayel frowned and carressed Grimmjow's exposed chest, making him shudder.

"You don't know how much I want to, Grimmjow. I don't want to do this to you, but..." Szayel's voice drifted off into thought.

"Do what to me?" Grimmjow exclaimed as he tried to lift his arms up to grab the small man, but the restraints stopped him from doing so.

Szayel sighed. "I'm really not supposed to tell you..."

"Who cares?"

"...They're watching." Szayel pointed to a camera. But, Szayel shook his head. "Screw it. Impregnation."

Grimmjow shook his head. He snorted. "Impregnation? What kinda stupid experiment is that?" Grimmjow paused. "And who is 'they'?"

Szayel looked at the camera. "Aizen and Gin."

Grimmjow looked in the same direction as Szayel and scowled to the camera.

"Impregnation. To Aizen, it's a great idea. But, it's really a stupid idea." Szayel whispered. "Rather than using the women Arrancar for this experiment, Lord Aizen wants me to experiment on a man, to see if he is capable of holding an infant baby in his womb without the proper nutrients and such."

Grimmjow chuckled. "You have to be joking. I mean seriously, I could die from that."

Szayel shrugged. "Whatever Aizen says, has to be done. Can't stop it from happening."

Grimmjow darted his eyes. He let out a breathy sigh and mumbled, "Just do it. Do whatever you have to do. If I die, so be it. If it's what they really intend, then good for fucking them."

"No, no, I assure you that they don't want you to be killed."

Szayel hesitated for a moment. It was literally killing him to see Grimmjow like that. He let out a sigh and continued with the story. "Really, all what Aizen wants is to increase the depleting Arrancar population. I suppose his reasoning is somewhat agreeable, seeing as there are barely any women around anymore. But still, it's wrong and immoral."

Grimmjow sighed and threw his head back. "Fuck.."

Szayel frowned. "What I'm going to do is inject this liquid into your bloodstream with a syringe. It should head straight for your womb and immediately take the form of a child in development. There is only one downer about this-" Szayel paused. "it wasn't tested."

Grimmjow darted his eyes away from Szayel. "So, what you're telling me," he began, "is that I'm just some guinea pig?"

Szayel nodded gravely. "Yes, I'm afraid so..."

Grimmjow held his breath. Everything was just so overwhelming.

"What a nice way to wake up, huh?" He thought to himself.

The sound of clanking instruments sounded throughout the room. Szayel grabbed the syringe and placed it against Grimmjow's bulging arm. "Hold still. You may experience pain...Lot's of it." Szayel warned.

Grimmjow braced himself as the needle was inserted into his skin. He felt the liquid surge throughout his body. He suddenly felt a spasm of pain. As the pain spread throughout his body, more in his abdomen if anything, he screamed louder and louder. He started to struggle in the bonds, causing him to bleed on his wrists and ankles.

Szayel looked away. He couldn't watch him in pain like that. It was all too much. After all, he had strongly objected to against the idea, but Lord Aizen wouldn't take it, so there was nothing he could do in his power.

"But, Lord Aizen! That isn't just right! A man wasn't ever meant to bear children!"

"Szayel-"

"Why not use any of the women Arrancar? They'd be a much better candidate for this, regardless of the small population of them! It's easier for them to give birth, and-"

"Grimmjow is deemed a good candidate for this experiment. I just want to see if the sedative will create a human infant inside of his womb."

Aizen chuckled. "Go along, now. Gin and I will watch the experiment from the surveillance camera."

"I-I understand." Szayel stammered. He bowed his head.

"Dismissed."

Grimmjow had finally rested in the bed, his eyes closed. He looked like he was peaceful, like he was in a dream of some sort.

Szayel was afraid that Grimmjow had passed away, but then Grimmjow's eyes shot open and his hands were clenching and unclenching in fists.

"God dammit!" Grimmjow managed to choke. "What...what is it doing to me?"

"It's slowly spreading, reaching to your stomach..." Szayel muttered.

"Interesting..." Aizen chuckled. "Who knew it would do that much to him? I almost feel pity."

"Uhh, Lord Aizen, ya don't hafta be so harsh on 'im." Gin, frowning for once, mentioned. Gin stared at the struggling Grimmjow on the table. "Szayel-kun was right; ya shouldn't experiment on Grimmjow-kun."

"Are you questioning me, Gin?" Aizen had an irritated look in his eyes. Gin held his hands in front of him in defense.

"Nah..sorry that I ever...doubted ya, Lord Aizen."

Aizen chuckled and looked back at the screen in front of him, and then he looked even closer; as if he were blind. "Now, that's odd..."

On the screen, Grimmjow seemed to be foaming by the mouth. Szayel was standing beside the bed with confusion. The pink haired man turned his attention towards the camera, hoping they could hear him.

"Lord Aizen!" Szayel yelled at the camera. He walked closer to it and peered into it. "Something's happening to Grimmjow! I think it's an allergic reaction of some sort. I don't know what it's doing to him! You might want to come down and see this for yourself."

Aizen pressed a button on a microphone beside him. "Right. Hold on for a minute and make sure that nothing else happens to him."

"Got it."

Aizen made his way to the experiment room; Gin following in pursuit. He pushed the door open and walked to the pained Grimmjow.

He was indeed foaming by the mouth, seeming to twitch here and there.

"It does look like an allergic reaction to the sedative, doesn't it?" Aizen asked to no one in particular.

"Should I halt the experiment?" Szayel asked. Aizen shook his head and turned to look at Szayel.

"No, no. Let's see what happens."

They all stood there, watching Grimmjow. Grimmjow, still foaming by the mouth, managed to turn his head towards Aizen and Gin.

"You...bastards!" He mumbled. He flinched with pain and looked away. "What..the hell are ya doin' to me?"

Aizen chuckled. "You've already been informed..against my will." He added, glancing at Szayel, who had looked away for a brief moment. The foam had started to slowly disappear, and the twitching seemed to be less violent. Grimmjow lay on the table peacefully once again. Aizen peered at his exposed stomach, now revealing a small, unnoticeable bump.

"Worked as planned," Aizen chuckled. "Though I didn't expect all of those side effects..."

Grimmjow seemed to be sleeping now. All of that struggling and screaming exhausted him even more than he was before all of this had happened. What was worse, is that he is now covered in crusty blood from trying to escape from the bonds. Szayel sighed and looked at the miserable guy.

"Szayel," Aizen started. Szayel gave a little jump and looked at his Lord. "take him to a Recovery room and keep close observation on him. Just in case, if anything else should happen to him."

Szayel nodded. "All right."

And Aizen headed to the door, but stopped in his tracks once again. "Also, please be a little secretive about it. I don't want everyone wondering what in the world had happened." He chuckled a little bit. "If all goes as planned with the development of the baby..." Aizen turned to look at the worried Szayel, who had started to push Grimmjow to a separate room.

"Who shall we experiment on next?"

Author's Note: First chapter~ I couldn't resist keeping this unpublished any longer. I wanted to post it and see what you all think about it. This is really only like...a "test" chapter. I just want to see if it's popular enough for people to enjoy. If it does happen that it is not popular, I will take it down. Or keep it up. It all depends...

Ah, Male Pregnancy. You gotta love it.