Rosa gazed up at the crescent moon, that stood out in the Hueco Mundo. As she looked up at the bold silver moon that rested high in the sky, a rather strong breeze began to blow, her long different shades of blood red hair flowed from behind her ear and seemed to dance and wave. That... That wasn't normal... There has to be a fight.. Rosa's grey eyes seemed to glint as the thought. Her slim fragile hand moved down to touch her zanpakuto, her fingers bending wrapping around the hilt. No one needs to die. She adjusted her long mostly black coat it going to the ground. The lining being black, it even looking like a collar around her neck and it stayed rather close knit. Even though her sheath and zanpakuto rested on a belt on the outside of her long coat. Rosa quickly focused on were the spirit energy was coming from, and even from that.. She was able to visualize who she was seeing or at least bits of it. " Ichigo... Orihime... " The names having flowed naturally out of her mouth, having met them in the Soul Society. While.. She could see blue hair.. A strong jaw... And a jackass like smirk... The grey eyed woman snapped back into reality, taking off into a run doing flash step as she went causing the pale sand to kick up, unsheathing her zanpakuto as she got closer and closer. Her lips parting. Rosa moved swiftly and meanwhile in her mind saying a prayer. Give me the strength to change this person's ways.. He has strength.. But Ichigo could slay him I know it. I have to stop hi- Her stomach almost when up into her throat when she felt the mans spiritual pressure go down and another one to grow near. Rosa always had a sense for the good in the bad just through the energy flowing around them. Orihime. Pure Innocent. Ichigo. Strong willed. A fighter. Looking for the right. The man with the blue hair, arrogant. Cocky. But some thing else was there she couldn't put her finger on. The red head always wished to help those, make a difference and preserve 'life'. It just wasn't in her nature to kill, but that in its self is how she ended up as a Soul Reaper. For a moment she stared at Las Noches, swinging her sword to the side holding it ready, before she took off. Rosa's body seemed to take over at that point, the urgency of the situation and worry spread through every bone in her body, her eyes like a hawks on the hall, a low level Arrancar appeared in her line of sight. Before it could even seen her she stepped on its shoulder and processed on. Finally she came to a large opening sand gushing in and a bright day light sky caused her to wink and shut one eye before she continued on. Easily moving through the area as if it was second nature. Then she came upon the scene.. Ichigo was in a brutal battle with a black haired man with an eye patch and a haunting grin on his face. Then she looked at Orihime who was still staring at some one in shock. The blue haired man was laying on the ground gashes across his body. He's weak.. Then she felt a gaze on her only to see Orihime staring at her... Rosa dashed to the man pulling him up so his arm was over her shoulder she nodded one goodbye to Orihime. Before she flash stepped away, back to one of the main hallways.
Rosa moved swiftly going into a nearby room throwing open the door with one hand. She rushed Grimmjow over to the bed laying him down before running back shutting the door and blocking it a simple book self. She went to work on putting her mind on lowering the spiritual pressure that seemed to flow through every bone in her body. The red head got it down just enough to not be noticed, as if see was weak dead and or dying before she went to work. " Quiet please.. " She said in a soft hushed soothing tone to the man as she took one of the small blankets on the couch striding into the bathroom wetting it ripping it into strips before she came back once again saying in a soft sweet tone. Carefully laying the strips across the wounds, before she began the healing process. She could see the shock plastered on his face. Now and then he'd mumble soul reaper, or whats your name. " Hush and rest I'll explain more later.. " Rosa spoke with a caring tone. Lightly brushing some of his blue bangs out of the way to lay one of the warm wet strips on his forehead. Letting out a slight grasp as he grabbed her wrist tightly, she felt like it was going to break. But in the calmest tone she could muster." P-please let go or loosen your g-grip.. " But her eyes shown her lies, fear.
" Good.. Your still scared of me... Now speak.. Tell me your name.. Enough with a bullshit rest.. I'm.. The sixth Espada.. Grimmjow... " The blue haired man said in a quiet voice his breath sounding raspy now and then he'd slow his speaking. He shown no wavering in his grip, making a slight grunt as she began to squirm. " Aye. No more squirming... Id hate to kill you.. " He said as he caught his breath raising his other hand to grip her hair as he abruptly sat up. Grimmjow stared at her with his piercing hawk like eyes, his hand slowly trailed to throw the strips off him. " Tch.. I'm not a child. " He growled in his rather cocky tone of voice.
" I am Rosa Tera.. Some people just call me Thorn.. " Rosa said giving up letting Grimmjow grip as tug her hair. The red head let her arm go limp in his grasp, and she leaned toward him to stop the pain from his hair tugging. " Please.. Grimmjow, lay back and rest... If you plan on trying to kill me or Ichigo.. Or the man that did this to you.. You needed to be healed.. I won't be surprised if you do kill me.. " Rosa said in a serious stern tone of voice, looking him dead in the eye returning his gaze noticing some sort of glint in his eye, out of the corner of her eye she could see his hand move. She shut her eyes tight and prepared for death having planned on doing nothing to stop him. The red haired woman hesitantly opened her eyes to see Grimmjow looking away from her.
" Just hurry up... And heal me damn it! " Grimmjow growled out clicking his tongue slightly as he sat there looking away from her, looking off into the room trying to avoid her eyes as much as she could. Some thing about this damn woman... Makes me furious!.. I can't stand it but right now I have no clue of what to say or do. This little bitch.. Helping me.. For no goddamn reason what the hell is wrong with her! Grimmjow slowly looked back at her blood red hair, watching as strands fell from behind her ears. He realized he was being laid back and she had her hand on his chest. " Could've just told me... Ginger... " He said the last bit he chuckled and smirked cockily, laying there in bed continuing to examine her body with his hawk like eyes.
" Okay, Okay.. " Rosa said softly, slowly rubbing her hand down his chest then to the wounds. Letting out a soft quiet sigh, feeling him staring but deciding not to say any thing about it. Around her small thin fragile hands grew a blue light, it being her spiritual pressure gathering at her hands and wrapping around her arms transferring into his body, causing the skin to start to close. " Well all right then cotton candy.. " The red head teased him with the sweetest smile that could cause the coldest of people's hearts to melt, looking down at Grimmjow like she had known him for years. " I know your probably wondering Grimmjow why I am helping you... Well... Its just.. For as long as I remember I've hated death... Despised it.. " Rosa slowly and softly spoke removing her hands, the spiritual pressure seemed to dissipate and the light disappeared, his wounds being almost healed. Her frail hands moving to cover them up with the warm strips before looking down at Grimmjow's face. He's sleeping... She slowly covered him up with the white blanket, going to sit by the window thinking quietly. This place... A world of white and shadow.. Soul society, the white, pure. The human world, grey, pure, impure. Hueco Mundo, the black, the impure. But one thing is the same... Black butterfly. Rosa snapped back into reality as a black butterfly fluttered and flitted through the bars in the window landing on her shoulder.
" Rosa! Rosa!. Why in the hell did you go into Hueco Mundo with out Captain Kuchiki's orders! " Renji's voice boomed through the butterfly, out of anger. " Why on earth did you go?! I as lieutenant ordered you not to go yet you still left?! Why?! I expect an explanation as soon as this all ends! And by the time it ends I am expecting you back at the Seireitei! Or else I'm going back to Hueco Mundo and dragging your ass back with me! " Renji's voice boomed having lost his anger, the last few words boomed with confidence, before there was a sight click noise. The butterfly sat there fluttering around before landing on top of Rosa's head.
" Renji.. Listen I am truly sorry I disobeyed your orders my friend, but I wanted to help. Not just sit on the side lines. I wanted to make some sort of change, help some one. And I have. I plan on staying with him until his wounds are healed and then I shall return. I promise you Renji! " She giggled a little and the end, the butterfly flapped its frail wings rapidly, then began to fly off slowly. A sad smile pulled at her lips as she watched it fly off. Rosa watched it until the small butterfly was out of view before she stood up getting up going over to sit next to the bed, pulling over a chair, laying her head against the edge of the bed. Slowly drifting asleep.
Meanwhile. Silence filled the room, it being dim in the room, one single lamp kept the room lit. Then a soft clinking broke the silence. A spiritual pressure hardly noticeable. A small lizard like hollow, its boned feet quietly pattered through the window, down the wall and onto the floor. Letting out a low his hiss of joy and bliss... Finally a soul reaper it could sink its teeth into. It quickly crawled across the floor, up one of the chair legs, onto the woman's lap and up her body to her neck. Baring its sharp monster like fangs, before. The almost audible crunch of skin breaking soothed the hollow's senses. But as soon as its fangs began to inject its sweet poison until.. It quickly broke away from her neck it's blackened eyes widened in shock before it scrambled off her neck, dropping to the floor. It seemed to shake, squirming on the floor letting out a quiet cry, its skin began to bubble as if it was being cooked and boiled from the inside while, its bones began to break off the outer part of its body. The last chunk of bone fell off it, it began to turn to ash. Then it remained as nothing but a pile of grey ashes on the floor.
Grimmjow's light blue eyes slowly pealed open... Ohhhh fuck... A low husky growl escaped his lips, he let out a slight yawn. His big hands rubbing his face and eyes slightly. I wish I could've slept but some thing felt so off... He ran his slim fingers through his hair trying to fix it. But then he remembered what happened the night before. The light blue haired man slowly looked down next to him to see the sweet looking Soul Reaper gone. He blinked looking around quickly her being gone, then he seen steam rolling out from the bathroom. He slowly stood up, stretching like a cat as he did so before walking to the bathroom standing in the doorway. Only to smirk a bit. " My, my miss Rosa.. " He said calmly.
Rosa blinked as she heard his voice her eyes widened a bit before she calmed. " Grimmjow I don't appreciate you staring at me.. " The red head said as she turned her back to him. She blushed heavily still covering up her breasts though. The hot water that fell from the shower head ran onto her slim wet body. The steam that rolled through the bathroom covered up the rest of her body. " I know your staring... But could you stop? Little it you know the form of healing I used on you, takes my spiritual pressure and weaves it into your body, causing your wounds to shut. It could be compared to a form of invisible stitching.. But the spiritual pressure I wove into you is removed form me.. That means, your wounds will effect, and show up upon my body. It could be days, weeks or months from now. Last night your wound from the other Espada began to form on my neck. Right now I'm washing it... " The blood had almost stopped but little drops cascaded down her beautiful body. " My ability has nothing to do with my sword.. But it had always faintly been there. I worked hard and learned how to use it more skillfully. The back draw is... " Some of the mist began to clear as she shut off the water. Light scars covered her back.
Grimmjow's lips parted, his eyes wavered and widened. Before he returned his cocky smirk, acting as if it was nothing. Its clear she gave up a lot of herself to save some one. Or that she went through hell fighting for some one. And she gave up some of herself to save a stranger, an enemy... I owe her.. Grimmjow's smirk disappeared as he clicked his tongue. " I will be in the other bedroom... " He said roughly before taking his leave back into the bedroom. The blue haired man took off his jacket, and slid on a black shirt, and his normal jacket. He wiped his hand down the jacket soothing down the wrinkles and rolls with in it. Before.. A butterfly few in through the bars in the window. " Hm? " He knitted his eyebrows together. The black butterfly danced around the room as if it was looking for some one. It began to dance around in front of his face. " Grrrrrngh! " Grimmjow growled trying to snatch it but as if it was mocking him it continued to dancel around him. " You little..." He mumbled as he cupped his hands preparing to snatch it again. And again. Once again. " Is this butterfly your pet?" Grimmjow questioned starting to get mad at one point attempting to tackle it but missed by a 'mile'.
" Hahah! Hahangh! " Rosa couldn't stop giggling from the doorway watching his many failed attempts smiling widely. " N-No its not a pet Grimmjow, it's just a hell butterfly used for communication.. " She said softly trying to shush her sweet giggles holding her sides slightly, before adjusting her coat. Having changed into garb similar to an Espada's. The coat being white with black lining, it having no sleeves, went to the floor, and a collar that wrapped loosely around her neck. Under that she wore pure white tank top and leggings. Having slid on her zanpakuto's belt. " Here let me help you. " Rosa said gently as she walked over to Grimmjow taking his large hand into her own small frail one holding out his hand so his palm was out. Her fingers some what intertwined with his. " Just stay still... "
Grimmjow growled at her giggling. " Goddamn woman don't laugh at me! " He mumbled still swatting at it, looking like he was starting to get even more angered. Then he looked at her blankly. " W-Wait what? " He mumbled his eyes widening. He slowly calmed looking down at her watching her quietly, watching as the frail butterfly landed in his palm. It fluttered its wings, and he could faintly hear some thing about making a report. He slowly began to feel her warm body pressing against his back. She was so warm. Grimmjow shut his eyes slightly. So this is how warm a soul reaper is?... And her hand is soft.. Her laugh was so sweet, it crackled a little and she huffed a bit... What am I feeling... All I know is this brat is gunna make me soft! And I wont fucking tolerate it! Grimmjow closed quickly crushed the butterfly and threw it to the floor before pulling his hand away from hers and stepping back.
" Oh... " She said quietly biting her lip, refraining from wanting to say some thing. Rosa adjusted her coat and her zanpakuto." I am going out to practice, would you like to- " She was cut off by him running into her and starting to walk by her. And her eyebrow twitched. " My, my Grimmjow, quiet the gentle man you are... " She teased with a smirk continuing to walk along side him, but he kept taking long strides ahead of her. " You ass! I see that smirk! Your doing it purposely! " Rosa whined, then she bit her lip thinking. Soon running up next to him as they came into a bright opening. It was the place from before were she had found Grimmjow. The violet red haired woman walked away from him over were it was more open, glancing at him as he sat on a peice of rubble and watched silently. Rosa pulled her zanpakuto from it's sheath, gripping the hilt in front of her with both hands, quickly swinging it, it being jagged. Crap... She proceeded to do a back flip and flash step, before landing on her feet. I've gotten weak. My sword play is jagged, and I'm no longer swinging with full force... But why... Then.
I guess since I'm suppose to be taking care of this brat for a little while, I guess I should teach her how to win her own fights... Tch... Damn this woman. Grimmjow got up from where he sat striding over to her, going up behind her pressing his body against hers, he gripped her hands around the sword. " Keep your grip tight, think of the horizon and follow it through as if your using your hand, think of your sword as an extension... " Grimmjow spoke calmly, now and then clicking his tongue. He helped guide her swing horizontally. " Follow it through, then raise it up from below or above as if your trying to break the line... " The blue haired man said continuing to guide her swings noticing that her swing that moved upward seemed to be much more powerful as if it would've been the killing blow. " Tch. You should've learned this I dunno long ago when you first started fighting. Tch. Are you even a true Soul Reaper? "
" Thank-... U-Uh... W-Well... Not much was happening in the Soul Society.. I guess I got rusty. And that... That I have never known due to the fact one of the captains found me on their doorstep when I was about ten. He was a kind man by the name of Ukitake. He said I had no memory of my past of even my name... " Rosa said letting his large hands guide her movements before she did flash step appearing in front of Grimmjow pointing her blade at him. " You were showing me so I'd be better? C'mon Grimmjow why not show me yourself! " Rosa said calmly before she took the stance, straightened her back, and gripped her sword pointing it toward the ground. " Rise and shatter! Sunōrōzu! " Rosa's blade turned to a shard of ice, wines with rose thorns wrapped around the shard of ice crystallized, and proceeded to wrap around her arm. But a lower rumble spread through out Los Nochas. " W-What, What the hell is happening?! " Rosa stumbled looking around then back at Grimmjow who was about to stop her from falling. " Grimmjow don't touch me! Y-You'll b-be... "