Ugh, Finally I'm done. (-_-) But thanks to you lovely readers I was able to (barely) come up with this doohickey. So continue on...
The night was young. A cool breeze swept through the dark forest. Leaves danced in the air and little critters scattered into the shadows as a young woman stumble over a loose tree root. She cried out when she tripped clumsily to the ground. She paused to catch her breath, heavily panting in fear. She heard something snap in the nearby bushes and she scrambled back to her feet.
"Please! Let this be a dream! Oh god, I don't want to die tonight!" She sobbed. An hour ago she was camping in the mountains with her college friends when they were attacked by a strange form of some sort. When one of her friends fell lifelessly to the ground, they all immediately scattered. The horrible monster revealed itself to her before chasing her down the mountain. She now ran through the trees allowing the branches to slap painfully against her skin. Tears stung the corner of her eyes as she silently prayed that her fellow comrades are alright. She looked ahead and can see the city lights. She was almost there. Maybe she can make it? Hope filled her heart and she was instantly packed with adrenaline. The girl ran faster but she was violently jerked back into the woods. Her screams were silenced by the hustling and the bustling of the city below.
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"This place haven't change a bit."
The elder's grand hall still had the same effect on Orhime as it did many years back. Her neck stung from staring at the glass ceilings for too long. Dainty fingers lightly touched the complex patterns of the fabrics that hung about the walls of the main entrance hall. The walls are decorated with large paintings and artifacts of recent and past rulers.
Her shoes tapped loudly against the brown marbled floor as she approached one of the familiar paintings. It was herself sitting upon a throne with grace and majesty. A silver crown sits atop of her head as her long hair spilled around her shoulders and back. She wore a long white dress that spilled over the steps of her throne. Grey eyes stared back at her and a warm smile lit up the whole painting.
Orhime cocked her head to the side. The Inoue back then was the old Inoue. The elders once told her that she'll be a great ruler one day. But for that to happen, she must fall to the lowest low before she can achieve her goal. She already hit rock bottom once, right? Is she finally fulfilling the elder's prophecy? Being the queen of the renowned sky kingdom? Orihime admired the woman in the paintings body. She was in great shape back then, before everything went to shits. She held out her arm and pulled the little fat from her arm. "Maybe I should go on a diet before the wedding day." 'And I'll look like a moon goddess on our wedding night.' She thought. A picture of a very naked, very horny, electric blue haired king, crawling up her equally naked and equally horny body.
"You look perfectly fine. Do not change a thing."
Orhime stood frozen in shock. She dropped her arm and reluctantly turned. She smiled sheepishly. Brown eyes filled with adoration stared down at her. "Ichigo."
"In the flesh. It's been a while, 'Hime." He said grinning.
Orihime scratched the back of her head in nervousness. That nickname seemed a bit too intimate. "Yeah. How's it going?"
The sun king shrugged. "Nothing much, Just being king. Signing documents here, execution-ing there. You know how that is." He said.
Her silver eyes widened in shock.
"I'm kidding…I only kill the bad ones." He added watching as the woman before him play with a lock of her orange hair. He fought the urge to reach out and play with it himself. She was dressed in royal Japanese kimono which didn't help hide the generous figure she had.
"What's it like to be a married man?" The question brought him out of ogling the girl. He had yet to tell her that it didn't work out. The love he felt towards Rukia was mistaken. He loved her as a friend but in the gist of the moment he married her for political reasons. The marriage was eventually nulled and soon after that, the girl became smitten with a certain red headed idiot. "Yeah, that didn't work out like how I wanted to." He said smiling once again. Orihime nodded. "It can be that way sometimes. Once believing that you loved someone but realizing that a turn of events can change everything." She explained.
Ichigo stepped forward. "Are you referring to what happened between us? Orihime, I still love you." Orihime stepped back cautiously, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Ichigo nearly laughed at her sudden change of her body language. "Relax, I'm not going to fall on my knees and beg you to take me back. Besides," Ichigo carefully took the lock of hair she was playing with and gently tugged it, forcing her to come closer. He moved his face closer to hers so that he can smell the wonderful scent of Inoue. The handsome king dropped his voice an octave lower. "If I wanted you back, I would've found more…promising ways to get you away from that ruthless bastard you so call a king."
Orihime puffed out her cheeks in anger but in the eyes of the sun king it was quite adorable. He doubt that Grimmjow was able to see the charming side of this young healer. He smile smugly to himself. At least he's able to have this part of Orihime to himself. "H-he's not ruthless." She retorted. Ichigo smirked. So she agrees that he's a bastard.
"No, he's right, I am a ruthless bastard."
Orihime squeaked in shock while King Ichigo straightened himself and glared at said bastard. "Grimmjow, it's a pleasure to see you."
"If you're done flirting, the meeting is about to start soon." The great king stated ignoring the sun king.
"I wasn't flirting." Orihime huffed. Grimmjow dug a pinky in one of his hear. "Yeah, yeah. I leave you out here for a couple of minutes and you already have some perverted fuck drooling all over you."
His bride to be frowned. "Oh, like you?"
"I am a very jealous king." He smiled wolfishly down at her.
"Then it must be driving you crazy knowing that the dark lord is currently fucking your dear Nelliel." Ichigo murmured. Grimmjow's grin faded leaving room for a scowl. He decided to pay attention to the king who clearly wants to die today. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you right with all the shits that's been spewing from your filthy mouth. I would ask you to repeat that again but you'll be talking outta your ass instead."
Ichigo snorted. "Tough words coming from a fucking hollow. I don't think you realize what you're doing. You can't be serious marrying Queen Inoue." He turned to the quiet girl who stood next to him. "And you, how can you marry the guy who led an army of dangerous hollows into your kingdom? May I remind you he's the one who made your kingdom a field of wastelands?"
Orihime chewed at her lip. "I, uh, I—"
Grimmjow stepped closer to Ichigo catching Orihime off guard. His cobalt eyes glared into chocolate brown irises. "Why must you be so concerned with my personal life when yours have gone to shits? I'm damn serious in marrying Inoue. But then again, I don't give a shit what you think…" The blue haired king lowered his voice so the girl behind him can't hear him. "Now if I ever see you touching what's mine again, this ruthless bastard will fucking tear you apart." He snarled. Orihime watched as the two kings engage in an intense staring contest for a long moment. Grimmjow finally broke eye contact before brushing pass the sun king and headed to the meeting room without looking back.
Orihime gave Ichigo an apologetic look. "It's nice seeing you again, my lord." She bowed and followed Grimmjow.
Ichigo let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He hate to admit it, but the great king won this round. He loved Orihime and wants the best for her but the idea of her marrying Grimmjow still hasn't calm the raging storm within his heart. He didn't know if he'll ever let Orihime go, but he knows for sure that Grimmjow is another worthless hollow to him.
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"Well that's it for kingdom censuses." The Elder Kuchiki announced. "Now onto the matter of Lord Grimmjow's nuptial with Lady Inoue."
Orihime fidgeted in her seat in nervousness. She never been to a meeting with the Elders before. She doesn't have a commander to stand in for her while she's away. Therefore, she never met Ulquiorra, the silent king. She met Grimmjow, unfortunately, Yoruichi often visit and she was currently seeing Ichigo at the time. This whole time she was sure she was ready to marry Grimmjow but now she wasn't happy with the idea. Throughout the whole meeting, worst case scenarios popped in her mind every now and then. What if they said no? She believed that the elders would disagree because Grimmjow might still harbor feelings for the voluptuous beauty named Neliel.
They were currently in an ancient courtroom. The Elders sat before the rulers of each kingdoms. Each ruler had a head commander who ran the country while they're gone. Ichigo had Renji Abarai, Yoruichi had Kisuke Urahara, Ulquiorra had Hitsugaya, Aizen had Tier Harribel, and Grimmjow had Starkk.
Orihime jumped when Grimmjow stood. "I request to marry Queen Inoue, ruler of the light kingdom." Grimmjow asked coolly. He seemed relaxed, level headed. It was if the argument earlier never happened.
Baraggan Louisenbairn, another elder, asked quietly. "Is there a reason for you to wed a woman who abandoned her land?"
"She did not abandoned her lands! You big oaf." Yoruichi murmured the last part.
Baraggan glared at the dark skinned woman. "Why not marry this woman? She is more fitting to your taste." Baraggan continued motioning towards Yoruichi.
Grimmjow fought the urge to roll his eyes. "I'm better off ruling alone." Orihime winced at the sudden comment. The room remained silent.
"Do you love her?" The third elder, Shunsui asked. "Such a lovely face. Even Ulquiorra here would love that."
Ulquiorra simply stared at the man.
Orihime blushed at the sudden remark. Grimmjow crossed his arms. "No comment. Besides, I want the light kingdom. If I'm able to obtain it, we'll have the upper hand against Aizen." Grimmjow explained. The idea to love the light queen is not a bad idea either but he's sure as hell not to mention it out loud.
Everyone nodded in agreement. Everyone except Orihime of course. They were negotiating about her lands as if she wasn't here and she didn't approve the rude comments they had about it and her.
Ichigo fisted his hand anger. "Tch." This is wrong. "Orihime deserves someone who cares for her. Not a tyrant who simply craves power."
"Who? You?" Grimmjow chuckled darkly. Ichigo glowered at the sky king. "Yeah, me. I don't know how you managed to make her agree to marry you but I know that whatever you're planning, you better hope that I don't find out, hollow."
"Is it because you're still bein' pussy whipped by the so called hollow within you that you hate my kind so much?" The sky king sat regally in his seat and continued. "I don't care what history you and this woman had but that hollow in you is the main reason she's gone. If I were you, I'd suck it up and move on. How long are you going to embarrass yourself over a girl that doesn't want you?"
"She doesn't want you either." Ichigo countered. "How the hell are you going to protect her!? You can't even control your own damn temper."
"Beating the shit outta you will probably make me feel better!" The reiatsu in the room began to spiral out of control as both kings continue to spew insults and comebacks. They both abruptly stood and stomped towards each other. "You'll never be worthy enough to rule your kingdom. You're just a stand in, a test! Not even good enough for my 'Hime!" Ichigo all but shouted. He fisted a hand and surprised Grimmjow by nailing him on his jaw. Startled, Grimmjow wiped the little blood that dribbled from his lip. Claws extended he nearly growled with rage.
He charge towards the sun king. "You fuckin' piece of—" His eyes widened. Ulquiorra caught his wrist before it landed on Ichigo. "This is not the place or the time. We are in the middle of an important meeting. You'll have the chance to make fool of yourselves as soon as this is over." He turned to Ichigo. "You are a king. That punch may initiate a war against the sky kingdom. The last thing we need is for us to be distracted, giving Aizen a perfect opportunity to attack. Cease and desist, the both of you." He explained calmly. Grimmjow snarled and yanked his wrist from Ulquiorra. He huffed and sat—non to gently—next to Orihime. Ichigo did the same. He cast a glare at Orihime. "Don't fucking look at her, you prick—" Orihime slapped a hand over Grimmjow's mouth before his insults gets the best of Ichigo. She doesn't mind the glaring really. In some bizarre way, she deserved it. She left him and ended up with his enemy. Grimmjow decides to remain quiet and childishly crossed his arms. The room remained quiet. Orihime looked over at Yoruichi and the queen seemed thoroughly entertained. It was her plan after all.
Unlike her, Orihime didn't like the almost violent fight between two kings. It was the closest thing to violence she ever encounter. Wacthing Ichigo get riled up over this almost broke her heart. If it wasn't for—what's his name again?—Ulquiorra, she'd probably try to stop the fight herself.
"Is anyone here object to the idea?" Shunsui asked aloud. He directly stared at Ichigo who sat quietly in his seat. He'll be ridiculed by an unruly king if he said anything more. Shunsui smiled. "Well then, if that is all, you have our blessings Grimmjow."
"Wait!"
Grimmjow grunted in displeasure when the girl he's marrying stood up abruptly. "What is it now, girl?"
"I won't marry Grimmjow." She stated boldly. It took Grimmjow all his willpower not to grab Orihime and force her to sit her ass back down on her seat. Instead, he held his tongue and listened.
Elder Kuchiki sat regally on his chair. "And why not Lady Inoue?"
"I can't marry him. He can't take my lands from me. Many years ago I promise that I'll protect my people from the hollows that currently resides there. I'll…I'll only marry him if you agree that the light kingdom becomes part of the sky kingdom."
"No fucking way." The sun and sky kings said in unison. They glared at each other before turning their attention to Orihime.
"I'm not going to let you use my kingdom as no man's land battle ground. It needs to be restored to its normal state. Please, it's all I have." The sky king was about to reject when he noticed the girl trembling in fear and rage. His once tense posture relaxed. He originally wanted control over the hollows there once he seized it. It'll be better to make the hollows turn against their so called master. But if the girl wants her lands back, she can have it. However, he must find another way to protect his kingdom.
All this political shit is giving him a headache. Thinking about it made him want to marry the girl quicker. After the ceremony, they can go somewhere far away where he can have his way with her many many times. He can teach her how to submit and put her mouth into good use. Maybe then he could sort out this mess. He smiled to himself. Perhaps one day he can place his never ending responsibilities to an heir. A picture of a man who resembled both he and Inoue flashed in Grimmjow's mind.
Yoruichi smirked as she watched her old friend form a scowl on his face. He must be in deep thought. She currently agree with Orihime but at the same time she believed that Aizen will attack any time soon. The last thing they want is a full out battle in the middle of town in any kingdom.
Baraggan hummed in thought, stroking his mustache. "Maybe we should discussed this at a later time. The marriage shall proceed as requested. This meeting is adjourned."
Grimmjow stretched and stood. Usually meetings would go for days but this time it was really short, which means he has some time to play.
"'Hime." Ichigo noticed that the woman remained standing. She was biting her bottom lip as tears flowed down her cheeks. "'Hime." He repeated softly. He pulled her into his arms to comfort her. Orihime gripped his robes. She took a deep breath to begin sobbing but was sharply pulled into another set of arms.
"You're pretty good at pissing me off." She heard Grimmjow say. He took Inoue's arm and ushered her out of the great hall. Since they were far away from home the elders provided each ruler with their own commodities. Upon reaching their room, Grimmjow begin to undress, sitting himself down and pouring sake into a cup. Before he can take a sip, Orihime rushed to sob at the chest of the confused king. Grimmjow was caught off guard when the girl cried loudly into his chest. He slowly placed a hand atop of her head.
"I'm not good at this." He whispered.
"I don't like when you two fight."
Orihime felt his hand on her head begin to lift. "You worry about him?" A hint of anger can be heard in his voice. "Yes, and you too. I'm going to be with you. Does that even matter?"
"Not when you're all acting goofy around him. I'm not sure if you want to marry me anymore."
Orihime push away from him to get a good look at his indifferent face. He casually sipped his sake and stared at the opposite wall, avoiding her penetrating gaze. She placed her small hands on his face and turned his head to face her. "I'm glad Ichigo punched you. You deserved it. Really? You put me through hell and back these past few months and I'm still here. Cut the crap Grimmjow, you want me and you know it. I'm here for the first time and all I manage to do is stand by and watch as my kingdom is being tossed around for greed and viciousness. How could I let this happen? Am I such an incompetent queen?" Unable to move his head, he watched as a tear rolled down her cheek. He didn't like it. This crying shit. It has to stop.
Grimmjow wrapped an arm, around her waist and pulled her closer. "No, you're not. You were a great queen and soon you'll be even greater." He answered. He grimaced when she sniffed and wrapped her arms around his neck and wiped her nose against his bare skin. She peeked up to him. Grimmjow frowned at the look she gave him. Her lashes glittered with tears and her owlish grey eyes blinked up to him while her lip puckered into a frown. "Really?" she sniffled.
"Yeah. Really. Now get off me." He grunted. Orihime shook her head and hugged the annoyed king tighter. "Do you want to marry me only for political reasons?"
"…No. There's, uh, a lot of reasons why I want to marry you." Grimmjow murmured. He didn't want to express his feelings toward another. The last time he voiced how he felt was so long ago, maybe before Nelliel. He always kept a cold exterior. He wanted people to fear him, he wanted respect. It's hard for him to keep that demeanor when the girl before him is turning his brain into a pile of mush.
"What are they?" Orihime asked while absentmindedly stroking the king's back. Grimmjow purred. It felt good. It's difficult for him to conjure up any thoughts other than visuals of them roughly having sex.
"Your…hair is nice, I guess. You have a great ass…" He stammered. His fingers ghosted around said 'ass'.
Orihime chuckled tiredly. He's no good at this.
"You don't know when to shut up. Don't know how to mind your own damn business. You get whiney sometimes. But…I love the way you feel…soft, silky, and smooth." He continued thoughtlessly. There's a lot of things he liked about this human girl his mind can't even fathom. He continued listing all her flaws and her perfections. Grimmjow heard a light snore coming from the girl below him. He looked down only to find the girl drooling on his chest. His hands twitched. Oh how he wanted to choke the girl to death.
A/N: CHAPTER FINISHED! Thank Goodness (T_T) See you in the next chapter!
~Puppylove11105