Rosario Diaries: Blood And Sweets - Chapter 1

A girl around the age of 15, or 16 sat in front of man, probably around his mid-thirties. She bowed to him, like she was suppose to. Anything he'd asked her to do, no matter what it is, she'll do it right away, without much of a complaint. It was just like always, he was her lord, she was his member of the army. His favorite member of the army, that is. She bowed her head to him, her pink locks falling loosely over her shoulders. Her lord gave a smile. "Well done, Moka." The lord spoke. "You have done very well, this time. I must say is that I'm very glad to have accepted you as a member of our clan." Moka could only blush, but tried to hold her pose. Aizen smiled, of course seeing that under her hair. "Still shy around us, I see. Very well, you may leave."

Moka gave one last bow, before leaving the room.

Moka walked through the halls of Las Noches, exploring the palace. Her eyes were roaming over the place, until she spotted a certain turqiouse arrancar. She only smiled gently, knowing exactly who it was. She trudged over, with arms behind her back. "Hi, Grimmjow." she chirped, happily.

"Huh? Oh, it's you. What do you want? I'm not in the mood." he scowled.

Moka could only let out a sigh. "You're always not in the mood, Grimmjow. Everyday, when I try to communicate with you, you always have a bad temper."

Grimmjow gave a harsh sigh. "Maybe because a certain someone always think they can beat the shit out of me, all the time." Moka pointed questionly to herself, checking if he was motioning to her. "No, I'm not talking about you, you idiot!"

"Then who is it?" Grimmjow looked away with harsh scowl on his face. That's how she exactly knows that something happened between him and someone else. Moka let out a sigh. She knew exactly what happened. "Did you get into fight with Ulquiorra, again?" When he didn't answer, she let out another sigh. "When are you two going to learn to get along?"

Grimmjow turned his attention towards Moka. "You know what? That's a good question. I don't know when, and I certainly hope it doesn't happen anytime soon. I wouldn't be caught dead, being friends with likes of him." Moka was about to reply, but Grimmjow beat her to it. "And what makes you so sure, that he and I would be friends someday? That's only something that humans do, not me. That's only for the weak."

Moka looked at him, sympathy washing over her green. "Grimmjow..." she reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder. "...having friends, does not make you weak. You may think that, but others like me, don't. If you would have just opened up your heart for once and trust people, you would understand why you and I became friends."

Grimmjow looked away, knowing she was right about what she told him. Sure, Moka might be his only friend, but that was enough for him. He didn't need more friends, he just needed one. It was like they understood each other, because neither of them never had friends. Real ones, at that. Moka was shunned by humans, when she was young, while Grimmjow was just a lone panther-like Adjuchas, with no one else around him. Well, the two of them were a little the different. "Whatever, but that's the difference between you and me. Nothing else." With that said, he walked away, not even glancing back at her.

"I don't know how you do it, sometimes." said a foxed voice. Moka whipped around to see no other, then Gin Ichimaru himself. Moka eyes sparkled with glee and instantly pulled him into a hug. Gin could only chuckle in response. "It's nice to see you, too. So how've you been lately, Kiddo?" he greeted, ruffling her hair.

Moka's smile could only fade in response. "I've been okay. I guess..." she mummured, with a depressed look.

"Did something happened with Grimmjow, again?" Gin asked, concern feeling his voice.

"No, no. It's just that he's been in another with Ulquiorra and I fear that..." she trailed, not being able to find the answer.

Gin could only sigh. "Don't worry about him, Moka. Grimmjow is just being himself. He may be impulsive and laid back, but deep down he might have a little soft spot to him."

Moka could only stare at him, one eyebrow raised. "What soft spot?"

Gin could only sweatdropped, with a sigh of defeat. "Okay, maybe I'm wrong. Anyway, Lord Aizen wishes to see you."

Moka looked at him, not sure of what it might be this time. Deciding not to ask, she gave a nod. "I understand, thank you."

"I assume you know, why I wished to see you." Aizen insisted.

Moka could only shake her head. "No, sir. Not really."

"I see, then." Aizen turned to look at the girl, with a sinister smile. "I need you to do something for me." Moka gave a nod. If it was anything that he wanted, she'll get it for him. "Are you well aware of the soul reapers, that are probably waiting for us to strike?"

"Yes."

Aizen gave a nod. "I'll need you to head to the World of The Living and retrieve someone." Moka stared up at him, about to ask who he wanted her to retrieve. "Before you ask, her name is Orihime Inoue. She is just a mortal girl, that lives in the human world. I need you to try to retrieve her, without bringing suspicion to yourself. Eliminate anyone who interferes with our plan, if needed to."

"Yes, Lord Aizen."

Short chapter, I know. But this is my first fic that I wrote. If you're going to judge me on why killed Moka(Omote) and made her an arrancar, then don't bother reading this fic. I don't care what you think, just as long as I get to write my first fic. So I made Moka make friends with Grimmjow and Gin Ichimaru, SO SUE ME!