Hi associates of …. This is the 4th chapter of this story that I called Cero, Ichigo. Ummmm… Es un nombre malo. Oh well, *SPOILER ALERT* in the title. Ok this is the chapter where Nel is taking care of three-year-old Ichigo, written in 3rd POV. I don't think anybody "Skips merrily" through Las Noches, except for Grimmjow when he is high on catnip. Enjoy!
Chapter 4; Nel's reminiscing:
Nel and Ichigo skipped merrily down the hallways of Las NochesHand in hand the two made their way to nel's room, the room of the tercera Espada.
"Oh my God!" Nel squealed, "This is gonna be so much fun! First I'm gonna tell you about the adventures we had, and- and—and, then we're gonna have snow cones! Then we can go prank Grimmjow, and you can meet my secret crush… But you have to promise not to tell anyone! Then we can get Ulquiorra to get high off of sharpies!"
By the time that Nel got done talking, they were at the room.
"Here, come here," Nel said with her arms opened wide. Ichigo ran to her and she lifted him up and put him on the bed.
"You are so much fun to carry! So when you first found me, I looked just like you I was really young! And I was playing eternal tag with Pesche and Dondachakka, speaking of those two… do you remember them? -*INSERT-MORE-NEL-AND-ICHIGO-TIMES -HERE* Soon Ichigo was falling asleep and Nel finally finished.
"Ichi? Ichigo?" Nel asked, shaking him to wake him up. He woke up but had a droopy look on his face.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"I'm hungry!" he replied with a tone as to say c'mon-you-didn't-know-that?
"Hmmm…" I wonder what Ichigo likes to eat. I guess I'll just ask Dondachakka and Pesche to make something fun for us to eat.
"Ok Ichigo, come with me," She said smiling widely and holding her hands out for Ichigo to climb on. Ichigo put one hand on Nel's arm and climbed on with the most puzzled look on his face.
"Up!" she picked him up and set him off of the bed.
"Come on, let's go get you some food," finger in hand, Nel and Ichigo walked to the Huenco Mundo Dining area. She put Ichigo on a normal chair; the chairs were pretty high up, kind of like bar stools. To say the least, they weren't the ideal place to seat a three-year-old.
"I'm gonna go get Pesche and Dondachakka so they can make you lunch, okay-kay? Just stay here," She told Ichigo. "And don't get hurt!" she added as she left. Oh, Nel, Nel, Nel, she shouldn't have said that. She ran yelling, "Pesche, Dondachakka! Where are you?"
Meanwhile, Ichigo was experiencing the thrill off spinning around on a spinny chair. With a huge smile on his face with a few shrill giggles and laughs, he hung on the edge of the seat back. The chair wobbled back and forth a little but that wasn't enough to get Ichigo to stop spinning and playing on the chair. Soon the chair tilted a little too far and he fell and crashed onto the floor, he ended up with a bloody nose and a bump on his head. And the wailing began, and it prolonged, throughout the halls of Las Noches. Unfortunately for Nnoitra, he was right next door, "Oh my god… My head!" He burst out of his room holding his head. He had a dangerous look on his face, he was as mad as a hornet whose nest has been invaded, by a loud noise in his case. He slammed the door behind him as he confronted Ichigo. Ichigo's eyes were red and tear stung just like his cheeks, his face was shadowed by Nnoitra's shadow over Ichigo much smaller body.
"Shut the fuck up, you orange haired twat!" He screamed at the terrified toddler, "You are really getting on my nerves!"
He took his Zanpakutō out and held it to Ichigo's neck. Ichigo's irises shrunk but his eyes grew wide. They stared at the edge of the blade, so close… so close to his neck, the slightest move and there would be a gash.
Suddenly, there were two flashes and Nnoitra dropped his Zanpakutō.
"Nnoitra," the female voice whispered into Nnoitra's ear, "do you have any business here?"
She gently nipped at his ear. A blush crept across Nnoitra's cheeks, "Go, go, Nnoitra, don't lay a finger on the child," she said in a dangerously low voice.
She sonidoed around to the back of Ichigo. Nnoitra, still recovering from shock, just pick up his zanpakuto, shot a look at Ichigo, and finally left with a wave of the hand. Nel turned to Ichigo who was paralyzed as his three-year-old brain tried to process the last few moments.
"Aww, baby…" Nel cooed, she picked up Ichigo and returned to her room and tried to identify all of the cuts, scrapes, and bruises. There was a bruise on Ichigo's forehead and his nose. The cupid's bow of Ichigo's lips was covered in dried blood from the bloody nose Ichigo got. There were a few scarce scrapes on his arms and chest. And the most obvious, a skin-deep cut on Ichigo's neck. The blood was still dripping, and Nel wiped it with her finger.
"Do you want me to kiss you on your boo-boos? Do you?" Nel asked, to which Ichigo nodded, "Ah, I shouldn't have left you. Did big, bad, mean Nnoitra try hurt you?"
"Yeah," Ichigo replied solemnly, "he was mean. He hurt me. Wight here, and here, and here and right there." He pointed to all of the places.
"I'm sorry," she told Ichigo, embracing him. She placed a kiss on his forehead and his nose, which started healing immediately. She reached down and kissed him along his neck and a few spots on his arms. She sat him in her lap. In a few moments, Ichigo was quietly dozing off. His head in her cushiony "valley of Gods" as Kon calls it. She fell back onto the pillow, she was tired, what a day! My goodness, Nnoitra's gonna get it when he has to take care of Ichigo in a few days. And she fell asleep too…
Hope you guys liked it! I love all of the reviews, I really acknowledge the R&R! Like the valley of Gods? In other words, cleavage (^^) did you guys think Nnoitra was too harsh, don't worry he'll get softer when it's his turn. Still deciding on the Yaoi and hentai and smut. Please express your oppinion