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Chapter 2: The mother who lives
Three years later
A man in a white hakama and an open shirt that exposed his muscles was walking with a girl with no older than three years old sleeping in his arms. As he was walked the only sound that can be heard was the man's sword clanking form it sheath; the man had bright blue hair and blue eyes as well as a tan skin, but although he was a arrancar he has no shattered mask.
The girl in his arms looked almost like him. She had his blue eyes, but had pale skin and black hair, she was very beautiful. The man named Grimmjow arrived at the cave where they've been staying; he laid his daughter Yumi down to sleep, he went outside to guard the cave a he always does. As he sat there he thought about Yumi looks like his mother and him; he also thought about his dead mate and even though he was no longer here Grimmjow still strongly loved him. He watched their daughter grow into a smart, yet shy strong girl and Grimmjow trained her she even had a sword that Grimmjow somehow made himself. Being born from powerful arrancar she knew how to do the basic things such as sonido,and shooting a cero as well as opening a garganta and basic supernatural strength.
"Daddy?"
Grimmjow heard his daughter's voice from behind him; he turned to her and spread his arms out for her to come. Yumi went to his arms and sat on his lap and hugged him.
"What's wrong angel?" Grimmjow asked his daughter. He knew she likes him calling her angel just because in his eyes she looks like one. She was quiet at first, playing with her father's hair that has grown over the years up to his back covering some parts of his eye.
"I had a bad dream", she said softly
"Wanna talk about it angel," asked Grimmjow
"I dreamed of man with brown hair laughing evilly and another man with black hair like me crying", Yumi said.
"Well angel daddy's here to protect you so don't worry,"Grimmjow said with a smile.
Yumi smiled back and leaned against her father's chest. She knew her father would always be there for her because he cared; he always has and always will. She just wished she knew her mother; her father told her mother was actually a man, but he loved her very much. She also knows that she looks like him; her mother had raven black hair and deep emerald eyes that could look into your very soul with an incredibly pale skin. She wished she could have met him.
Grimmjow thought to himself in silence, 'Someone with hair like her...could it have been Ulqui?'
He decided to not give it much thought for now.
Elsewhere
A man with chocolate brown hair sat at the end of the bed next to a man with long raven hair that stopped at his waist and covered parts of his eye, he was wearing a plain white kimono that covered his growing stomach. The man smirked as watched the sleeping form next to him; he touched his growing stomach and softly whispered, "Soon enough you will be born, and soon enough you will rule",
TBC