AN: Again I don't own Bleach but I do own this idea, I might need a beta soon so if anyone feels like it please drop by! As a beta you'd just look for typos, see if the story flows and add any ideas that might make it better. Also I might start drawing some scenes from this and put them on my deviant art page so I will let you know when those come out. So sit back and enjoy.

Chapter 3 six and six

Grimmjow and Aishune were still on the floor. The syncro was exhausted; it was almost all she could do to stay awake. Eventually sleep over took her and she laid her head in Grimmjows' lap. Grimmjow was still in utter shock, he was not expecting this at all. He'd had himself convinced that no syncro could ever be found for him and now here one was, sleeping in his lap. Damn, what was he supposed to do now?

"Grimmjow," Aizen approached him, "wake her up. Take her back to your room. Train her get to know her."

"We'll be sleeping in the same room, Aizen-sama?" Grimmjows' gruff voice stayed quiet, obviously still in shock.

"Yes and teach her some manners, you two are basically equals, you should probably teach her first that subordinates do not fall asleep during meetings," Aizen looked down at Aishune with malice in his eyes, "and get some proper clothes on her." Grimmjow looked down at Aishune, the hollow bone that covered the skin beneath, would shed and clothes would be needed but right now it seemed fine to him. (Grimmjow is not being weird here, what covers Aishunes' skin is just like a leotard or something like that.) Grimmjow moved Aishunes' head from his lap and walked over to where she had left the blanket. He gathered himself on the way, trying to act like he normally would. When he got back his gruff personality was back.

"Kid wake up!"

"Please do treat her with respect Grimmjow." Damn. Aizen just wanted to make it harder he needed to make up his mind either let Grimmjow be nice to the girl or make him act like normal. The asshole.

Grimmjow tried to find a middle ground. He lifted the girl up a little so she wouldn't hit her head and shook her a little. "Hey kid, I mean Aishune wake up, it's time to leave." His voice was gentler this time and Aishune woke up. It was hard to tell that she had woken up, because she could not open her eyes. He could only tell because she tensed up.

"What is it?" Her voice was groggy again, Grimmjow felt bad for waking her up she just needed to sleep.

"We're leaving. Come on stand up." He helped her stand and he wrapped the blanket around her.

"Where are we going?"

Damn, this kid asked a lot of questions. "To my room."

"Your room?" She sounded about as surprised as Grimmjow felt. Honestly he had thought she would get her own room also but it couldn't be helped.

Grimmjow could feel Aizens' eyes watching them. He placed himself behind Aishune with his hands on her shoulders, and whispered in her ear. "Aizen and the other two are still here, you need to say the honorifics in front of them. He felt her try to hunch for a second then she straightened her shoulders. "Aizen-sama," she spoke in a clear voice, "thank you for accepting me as a syncro in your army. Gin-sama thank you for bringing me to Las Noches, I am regretful for what I did to your leg. Kaname-sama, thank you for stopping me from harming Aizen-sama. You all have my deepest apologies for lashing out to all of you. Now with your sincere permission I will take my leave." She stated all of this while bowing to the rulers. She could feel herself shaking on the inside she hoped she had said all that correctly. "You may leave, both of you." She breathed out a sigh of relief clutching the blanket around her; she stood back up and let Grimmjow lead her out of the throne room.

She pulled herself away from his grasp once they were in the hallway. She could sense his surprise.

"I do not need your help Espada. I can follow your riatsu just fine."

Grimmjow didn't know what to do with her, she clearly was about to pass out again, and she was exhausted yet she didn't accept his help! The nerve! Plus she was teetering on her toes, refusing to let her feet rest completely on the ground; she was a disaster waiting to happen.

"You do need my help. And I'm offering my help. It is impolite to refuse someone's help when you clearly need my help!"

"Do not talk to me about what is and isn't polite Espada!"

"It is also impolite not to address someone by their name!"

"I could care less!" He felt her riatsu shoot up around her. "I don't give a flying uh!" She gave a light squeaky scream as she gripped the hand Kaname had injured. Grimmjow hurried toward her.

"What's wrong? I can help." He reached for her right hand like before; he had an idea this time.

"NO! Aah! Stay away from me!"

Kaname chose that moment to walk out of the throne room. "Grimmjow, keep that thing quiet. It's making a ruckus and ruining the peace." Grimmjow felt like being nasty. "She is in pain! Can't you hear that?!" Grimmjow growled the words out. "I don't care if your sensitive side has shown itself Grimmjow. Control the syncro, or I will eliminate both of you." Aishune was still whimpering and Grimmjow was glaring at Kaname. "Yes sir."

Grimmjow went to touch Aishune again and she didn't push him away this time, the peeling had stopped again and she was gasping, like the air could not reach her lungs fast enough. "Come on, stand up." He helped her stand up again, and repositioned the blanket. "Our apologies Kaname-sama." He saw Aishune nod and watched as Kaname walked away from them. Once more she pulled away from him.

"You're still not going to accept my help?"

"No, because I still don't need it." She could feel her body reject the lie as it continued to shake. "Let's just get to where we are going."

Grimmjow shook his head at her ridiculousness. But he did not say anything, it seemed like the pain was worse for her when she was agitated and it would probably happen faster, the more she was agitated.

"Come on then, but stay close." She walked almost right beside him. He stayed on alert waiting for her to fall from fatigue. Aizen had said that he needed to get to know her, but how? He cleared his throat uncomfortably. "What is it, Espada?" He didn't know what to do, he was slightly pissed she still called him Espada. He was a part of the Espada but that was Aizens' name for them. "My name is Grimmjow, don't you remember?" She sighed, "Yes I remember your name Grimmjow-sama." This annoyed him too. "Don't use formalities with me kid." His tone was bitter. "Ok but don't you remember my name, Grimmjow?" Grimmjows' mind stammered, he couldn't remember her name, shit! "You didn't did you? Oh well what else could I expect from the Las Noches Espadas?" her tone was resigned and it hurt him a little bit. It was true the hollows that lived at the palace thought they were better than everyone else, but he never thought about it before. "I'm sorry, I did forget your name. It's just a lot seemed to happen today, Processing sudden life changing events has never been my specialty, and thinking about events afterward, does not usually happen for me. So please tell me what is your name?" Aishune was surprised at his honesty. "My name is Aishune." Grimmjow stopped walking and stuck out his hand, he caught hers. "Nice to meet you Aishune." He could feel himself smile and was glad no one else was around to see it. All this happening to him today had made his personality go wacky. "Tch, you should know I'm not usually like this I've just been caught off guard today, do not expect this nice attitude to last." She knew that already of course she knew all the Espada were brutish jerks, Grimmjows' hospitality could not have possibly lasted. "Don't worry Grimmjow, I never expected it to." Her tone was sour again, he sighed he just could not do anything correct today. "You must really hate us right?" Again Aishune was surprised by his candidness, but she didn't say anything. Grimmjow took that as a yes. He tried a different approach, "So how did Gin find you?" Grimmjow saw her stiffen a little bit. "I don't really want to talk about that now." Grimmjow had hit a dead end, again. "That's all right some other time then." Aishune felt happy, maybe Grimmjow wouldn't be horrible.

They walked on in silence. Grimmjow felt bad that it was such a long walk to his room. He kept watching her teeter and wondered when she would topple. He continued walking after a little bit he looked back she was ten steps behind him, he could see it she needed his help for sure this time and wouldn't refuse it. She had found her way to a wall and was leaning against it breathing heavily. "Sorry." She gasped out, "long day." He nodded they stood there for some time. "I'm ok. I can walk. Don't worry about me."

Grimmjow continued to watch, she pushed away from the wall only to fall and lean on it for support again. She pushed away again harder and again fell back against the wall, she slid down this time. Finally Grimmjow thought he leaned down and picked her up. She tried to shake her head, "I can… just wait." Grimmjow just gathered her in his arms and positioned the blanket around her. She gave up and leaned into his chest, "I'm sorry." Grimmjow shook his head in disbelief, "Stupid. It's fine Aishune. Let's just get you someplace to rest." Aishunes' breath evened out in less than five seconds, Grimmjow stared and then sonidoed off.

Grimmjow made it to his rooms quickly, not quite as quick as he usually would have gone though, he did not want to jostle Aishune too much and end up waking her. She didn't weigh much but he could tell she had some leg muscle that would hopefully keep her safe, if she knew how to use it. He caught the doorknob to his room and swiftly opened the door and went inside. He did not need Nnoitras' disgusting nose seeing Aishune like this.

He looked around at his trashed room. The room wasn't completely trash it just wasn't spotless and it might have a few holes that resulted because of his temper. Well he certainly could not have her on his bed that was his personal space. So then now what? He maneuvered Aishune so that she was more or less over his shoulder, now he had one arm to work with. He grabbed a spare pillow on the floor along with some blankets and made a pad for her on the floor. Grimmjow knelt down and started to let go of Aishune. Her hand fisted on the collar of his jacket, "No." He paused; her hand was clenched around the collar of his jacket.

"Let go of me kid."

She was shaking her head. "I don't know this place; where I am; or even what you look like. I have nothing now."

"Let go. You are in my room or I guess our room now. So let go of me and sleep."

"Where will you go?"

"It's none of your business right now. For now just know you're safe here and get some sleep for gods sake."

Finger by finger Aishune released her grip; once she was on the floor standing Grimmjow watched her hands clench and unclench.

"Where you will sleep is right here on the blankets; I will get a proper bed for you tomorrow." Grimmjow started to take off his jacket, "Hold out your arms." Aishune hesitated for a second then obeyed. "Here's my jacket you might get colder." Grimmjow helped her put it on and helped her lay down. "I won't be far. You will still feel my riatsu; don't follow me though." He watched her for another couple seconds.

Grimmjow found the stairs that led to the roof and he clambered up them. Finally he reached the top. God he needed fresh air. The whole syncro thing was bothering him. Three months ago when this had all started Aizen had started it all with a speech.

"I have told you dear Espada not to trust me. You failed. You are all too weak. Like an empty box you have nothing that fulfills you, it makes you weak. Too weak for the job I require of you. If you want freedom form the Shinigami you have to be strong. I gave you the powers of the Shinigami yet you cannot use them to the extent they need to be used in order to defeat them. I will not teach you if it is not instinct. You have forced me to take another course of action. I will still use you dear Espada however I can no longer allow you to work solo. The incompetence bothers me. I have a solution. I don't expect you to work with your fellow Espada I want you to work with someone who is completely like you. This person will lie in complete synchronicity with you; they will understand you on a completely different level than you have ever known. But they will also be your complete opposites. They are your equals in power, ability, and strength. It's in your best interest to learn from these companions; if you are unable to complete this I cannot guarantee your position. I will remind you once more: trust in me and your life will be over. I will see to only one continuous prosperity."

Grimmjows eyes widened as he continued to think about Aizens speech. The weakling in his room could not possibly be his equal in any way. How could that thing understand him on any level? It was disconcerting to him. God! He needed to stop thinking it always messed him up. He had one purpose that Aizen had given him and that was to destroy. He was indebted to Aizen that was so very clear. He had no choice but to trust Aizen it was sickening. Aishune would never possibly understand. His lust for completion was insatiable. That was why he continued to only trust in himself before anything else could be done he needed to finish himself.

Grimmjow headed back to his room the day had been so exhaustive. He gave Aishune a glance her right hand was completely visible now. It was clenched in a fist and her breath was agitated. Her transformation seemed to go faster the more agitated she was; he had a way that might help her but she wouldn't accept it until she was tired of the pain. At least she wasn't talking in her sleep he needed to get away from the whole thing for a while. He fell into a restless slumber.

Aishune barely fell asleep that night. Her arm felt like it was slowly burning away one centimeter at a time. She felt Grimmjows presence when he came back into the room but she didn't stir. He was still an Espada it's not like he could help her survive. So she suffered in silence that night. The Espada were a mystery and a deadly one at that.

Why was he awake? Grimmjow rubbed his face roughly with his hand. He glanced at Aishune laying on the floor her head rolling back and forth her hand clenched. She had already ripped a few tears in the blanket from clenching so hard. He watched as a little more white came off of her leaving behind slightly tanned skin. Waking her would only make the pain worse for her he bet. There was still so much he didn't know about her. Why did she hate and distrust him so much? Was it just because he was an Espada? He kept watching her he was still perplexed. How was this small thing anything like him? Let alone his equal. Tch.

Aishune found sleep somewhere in the nights loneliness. She could feel Grimmjow sleeping he probably didn't care anyway. God if only she could run away, run away from even Hueco Mundo. She could live in the world of the living hiding and eventually lose everything to herself. If only.