Chapter 10

This is the tenth chapter of "You can't trap Love"

I can't believe that I'm already at my tenth chapter! My fingers are on fire from all the typing, and my mind's bursting with ideas! You'll all support me, Right?

ENJOY!

Ichigo, Toshiro and Shinji were outside in the courtyard, bathing in the sunlight. Izuru was expected to stay inside the palace at all times, in case her assistance was ever needed. Shinji sighed, combing her hair with her fingers, "I'm bored. What do you wanna do?" Toshiro leaned against a tree trunk, "I don't know. We're not allowed to leave castle grounds during the daytime, just incase some of Hueco Mundo's goons were around."

Ichigo, on the other hand, was silent. Something was wrong, she could feel it. The wind seemed colder than it should be in late spring and for the early afternoon. The birds were all gone, and even the sun seemed colder than a normal day.

Toshiro seemed to sense her friend's unease, "Is something bothering you, Ichigo?" The orangette shook her head, and smiled, "No, just that I'm bored." Shinji grinned, happy that someone actually agreed with her, "Good, c'mon, Toshiro, let's go just for a short walk." The whitette firmly shook her head, "No, unless you want to kidnapped by King Grimmjow's soldiers and sold into slavery."

Ichigo sighed, throwing her arms behind her head in a casual way, "Aw, c'mon, who's stupid enough to attack in broad daylight?" Toshiro rose an eyebrow, "Are you sure you want to know the answer?" Ichigo and Shinji sweatdropped and declined the offer.

Just then, Izuru came out, changed out her frilly maid uniform and into some decent clothing, "I'm so happy I'm out." Shinji rose a blond eyebrow, "Why? Something happen?" The softer blond nodded, "I was suppose to wait on the members of High Council, as they had their meeting about the war with Hueco Mundo, and one of the old lechers wouldn't leave me alone." Shinji and Ichigo shuttered with disgust while Toshiro shook her head in pity.

The girls were silent for a moment before Shinji piped up, "Now that Izuru's here, why not go exploring? We've never actually seen the entire palace before." Toshiro scoffed, "And by 'exploring,' do you mean eavesdropping, too?" Ichigo and Izuru sweatdropped as Shinji rubbed the back of her head and timidly laughed, being caught red-handed.

Ichigo sighed, "If there's nothing to do out here, why not just head back in?" The girls nodded in agreement, and headed for the outdoor houses, which had hallways that led back into the main palace. As they walked further, they felt the palace occasionally rumble or quake. Toshiro scowled in serious concern, "What's going on? These can't just be mere earthquakes." Izuru nodded, a serious expression etched onto her face as well, "Right, earthquakes don't hit one place more than three times in row. By all the rumbling, it feels more like a…" Realization crashed down on all four girls, "An invasion!" Ichigo broke into her fastest sprint, her friends immediately at her heels, "C'mon, let's move!"

When they made it out of the dark corridors, what their eyes gave them wasn't something they had expected. The entire kingdom was being attacked. Houses were being burned and torn down, people were screaming and panicking, soldiers were trying to hold off the invaders, but all their efforts were in vain, and they were all killed where they stood.

Shiro ran to the four girls, blood splattered on his clothing, and his sword in his hand, also drenched with blood, "There ya girls 're. Seems Hueco Mundo found out ya were stayin' here, an' decided ta attack." Shinji and Ichigo scowled, "Shit." The albino nodded, his face completely serious, for once, "I wan' ya girls ta get ta safety. I don' wan' ta see anyone of ya hurt." With that, he ran off, to assist his soldiers on the battlefield.

The girls race down the corridor, dodging falling rubble and beams. Ichigo growled, "This isn't good. How'd they find us?" Toshiro answered, "My guess is that they had soldiers in the Shikai forest, and one of their troops spotted us yesterday evening, when we were walking." Shinji narrowed her eyes, "That's bad, not good. Okay, let's get to my rooms in the north wing. I packed our swords, just in case something like this happened."

Izuru spoke, "Judging from what I remember, we're in the north hallway, which means that straight up ahead should be the north wing." And it was. They bursted into Shinji's room. Thankfully, this part of the wind hadn't begun to cave in, so they were safe for the time being. The blond grabbed a long sack, tore it open, and out fell four swords, in their sheaths. Ichigo took up her own, which was made into a thinner version of a butcher's knife, "Zangetsu's in good shape."

Toshiro took up her blade, "Hyorinnmaru's looking good as well." Izuru grabbed her sword, "Wabisuke's ready to go." And Shinji took up her sword, "Sakanade's in perfect condition." Ichigo smirked as she strapped her sword, or "zanpakuto," as they were called in Karakura, "Alright, let's kick some Hueco Mundo butt." Toshiro, Izuru and Shinji followed her example, strapping their sword to their belts and bolted out towards open area, as the roof in Shinji's room was beginning to crumble.

Grimmjow looked around, but still not sign of his beloved strawberry. The soldiers in Shikai were practically sitting ducks, compared to the skill, speed and agility of his own warriors. Nnoitra was slaughter dozens of soldiers with one swing of his enormous weapon. Gin was skewering them, right through the heart or stomach, and Ulquiorra was stabbing the soldiers in his signature area, right where the neck molds into the shoulders, the uppest part of the chest.

The four of them alone had cleared the entire front line, which was supposed to have been made of the toughest and most skilled soldiers Shikai had to offer, and that was saying a lot. Nnoitra shook the blood that clung to his blade, "Well, tha' was borin'." Gin sighed as he dislodged his sword, Shinso, from the bloody gut of a slaughtered soldier, "Yea, can' believe they call these small fry 'mos' skill soldiers.' S' borin' an' dull." Ulquiorra rolled his emerald eyes at how childish his comrades were being, "Stop complaining and let's continue trekking." Grimmjow, on the other hand, didn't hear what his companions were saying. Instead, he was standing still, his energy pulsing harshly within his body, trying to locate his little strawberry. Finally, he bolted, his friends immediately at his heels. Ulquiorra rose a pitch black eyebrow, "Have you located her yet?" The blue haired tyrant grunted, "Yea, she's in th' palace. C'mon, move!"

Ichigo felt like collapsing. Her hands welled up with blisters, her legs visibly trembling with so much pressure, and sweat pouring off of her face. Toshiro, Izuru and Shinji weren't fairing any better. In order to get out, they literally leapt from one of the highest windows in the palace, barely able to land without spraining an ankle. And after that, swarms of soldiers found them, and charged, repeating that it was their duty to bring whatever their king desired, in this case, happens to be the orange haired strawberry princess.

Shinji slightly panted as she slashed at another offending soldier, "I… don't think I… can keep this … up for much… longer…" Izuru agreed as she used her leg to trip a soldier and impaled her blade into his back, "Yes… I can't even… feel… my legs… anymore…" Toshiro grunted as she heaved a warrior off of her and sliced a nice, clean cut upon his throat, "Just… keep it up… for a few minutes… longer… Then… we can leave…" Ichigo scowled as she gracefully smashed a soldier's head in, greatly denting her helmet, and used her Zangetsu to cut another deeply in the torso, "Shit… do any of… you see… an exit..?"

A smooth baritone voice rang out, a voice that Ichigo prayed each and every night that she would never hear again, "Nah, th' only one's ova here." She whipped around to spot Grimmjow, blood drenching his rich attire from head to toe, accompanied by three other men, who looked just as fierce in their own way.

Izuru's eye shot wide open, as she spoke, "Ichigo, is that… him..?" She didn't get her answer, as she saw just how shocked her friend was, "Hello, Ichigo, are you alright?" She gasped as a soldier headed for her, and without thinking, stabbed him in the stomach, then twisting, and dragging it up, cutting the soldier deeply. Gin's eyes shot up with childish wonder, "She's good."

Toshiro waved her hand in front of Ichigo's face, "Hello..? Are you still there?" Finally having enough, she gently slapped her friend, bringing her out of her trance, "What..?" The whitette shook her head, "Anyway, let's go." As the four girls tried to leap over the walls, Ulquiorra rose his hand, and all four girl got smashed against a green force field. They all landed close to the mens' feet, their vision extremely fuzzy and blurry, barely conscious. Nnoitra knelt down, and stroked Shinji's face, grinning like a madman, which he was, pretty much, "She's hot, can I keep 'er?" Gin scooped Izuru up, bridal style, "I wan' this one. Please?"

Grimmjow grinned widely as he scooped up Ichigo, who laid limply in his arms, "Sure, whatever." The three turned to Ulquiorra, who's eyes were glued upon Toshiro's still form, an unidentified emotion swirling in his emerald green eyes. Gin smirked slyly, "Aw, looks like Ulquiorra's a lil' crush on tha' gal, ne?" The ravenette didn't respond; all he did was bend down and gently scoop the young girl up, bridal style, "Shall we be off, then?" Nnoitra squeezed Shinji closer to his firm chest, making her unconsciously cringe from the pressure, "Yea, this's borin' anyway. Let's go."

With that, the four dictators of Hueco Mundo bounded off, their personal treasures securely in their arms.

Hey, even evil tyrants and generals can find love, right?~ Do you all wish to give your blessings to the newly created couples?

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