(A/N: This is a bit of a time skip. Hiyori is around 17 instead of 15 and Shinji is 19 at this point in time. I hope you enjoy and comments would be greatly appreciated by me. Another thing, I didn't make the prologue to bloody/gory cause of my muse at the moment)
Prologue
She laid there still her eyes glazed over in pain, she was hurt... The blonde female Vizard had gotten beat! But by who, None other than the Nnoitra Jiruga; The Espada himself had wounds but not any half as bad as what the female had sustained. Hiyori's breaths came in slow labored gasps She was weakened to the point where she wanted death above anything else. If Hirako saw her, she'd be laughed at. If Ichigo came to save her, he wouldn't let her live it down. Lisa Hachi and Mashiro were all off fighting their own battles. She was the one to run into the Espada.
"Hehehe, See just Like I told you earlier little girl, you can't win." His exposed eye showed a sadistic light. The bloodied uniform he wore waved in the wind. Hiyori had a death grip on her Zanpactou as her mask crumbled away to reveal the pale skin underneath. Suddenly a force lifted her from the ground... the sand of hueco mundo. Now she was being robbed of air, her eyes still glinted with determination as she tried one last attack. Reiatsu pooled to her blade and she swung. Blood spewed from the arrancar's new fresh wound. He glared. "Stupid girl, you'll PAY" Hiyori stood but shakily, She watched. She was waiting for him to come and strike.
Suddenly a new more familiar reiatsu came in her direction. It was that of none other than Hirako Shinji. She turned to her right as the reiatsu finally was close. It was almost as if this presence had given her more strength. Yet as she went to lift her sword it was heavy and she fell back. Hiyori noted the wounds that Shinji already received. Nothing serious; a mere few scratches in Hiyori's book, her vision blurred, she had lost a ton of blood. As the sands around her now dyed a crimson red with the blood of the female...
Shinji on the other hand had come due to the fact that Hiyori's reiatsu fluctuations had become more abnormal and weaker. His eyes locked on the Espada, once where a grin was always present, was now a frown, one that was more serious than ever. Nnoitra smirked and watched highly amused by the blonde male vizard's next action. He saw Shinji disappear for a moment and then he felt cold steel against his neck.
"Oi, Arrancar-kun, ya don' move; 'less you wan' me to cut your lil' 'ead off ne?"
Nnoitra smirked and replied with a sadistic tone "Awww, it's so sweet that someone came to rescue the poor girl. To bad she's already going to die" A grin plastered his features. If there was one thing that got to Shinji it was the thought of one of his friends dying. Shinji frowned He felt Hiyori's reiatsu weaken more. He began a swift slash through the arrancar's neck but sighed as he watched it make a mere nick on his skin.
Shunpo and Shinji was back at Hiyori's side, "Oi, bakka, get up. We're gettin' you back 'ome" Nnoitra had left, to find something stronger, something more desirable for his tastes in a fight.
She felt him pick her up carefully, almost gently as if he made a wrong move she would shatter. Like a shard of glass. "Oi bakka, why did you come to save me? There are more of ours fighting that probably need more help than me." Shinji chuckles softly. His grin reappearing slightly, "'Cause I know that they're at 'ome waitin for us to return" With a swift move the hollow Shinigami Hybrid left hueco mundo with a smirk...