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Enjoy Chapter Nueve, 9, Nothing

Nothing

Yumaki stared outside her window from her bed. She stayed in that bed all day, all night, unless potty breaks got the upper hand.

Everything that crossed her mind she teared up about. The plans of Sylusmaximus, Kiyori leaving unsure of her return, and most importantly, losing her child. She thought of MiroTano. What was he doing? How did he feel?

She missed him. They had never been apart for this long. She missed him more so when she'd see him walking back to his room at night across the bridges. She sighed.

Yumaki's eyes began to fill with tears, but then there was a knock on her door. She chose to ignore it. She heard a key enter the knob, and her eyes shot wide. She got off the bed, and grabbed her Zanpakutou. The door opened quietly, and someone entered, closing it quietly.

The person turned on the light and walked around the corner. It was MiroTano.

The two locked eyes, and she saw that he sort of gasped at her sight. She too gave that same gasp.

"Where is Kiyori." he demanded.

"I don't know." She said, placing her Zanpakutou aside on top of a dresser.

"You do know. She paid a visit to you before she left, I can still smell her scent." He said.

"Well she's not here." Yumaki said, "What are you really here for?"

"Just answers." he said.

"Well I have nothing more to say to you." Yumaki told him. She turned and walked to her bed, getting in it. MiroTano quickly turned off her light, then walked to her bedside.

He got on top of her, even if she had been on her side. Yumaki didn't move. She sensed no danger. What would MiroTano possibly do to her? She found herself uncomfortable and turned onto her back, so he was completely on top.

He breathed into her neck. He couldn't contain himself. He missed her scent and her comfort.

"I'm sorry." he said. He sounded like he had never apologized once before in his life. But he hadn't not for something like this.

"Sorry isn't good enough..." Yumaki murmured.

"Well what the hell am I supposed to say after killing our kid?" he yelled. Yumaki quieted and shrunk down, making MiroTano lower his tone.

"I'm sorry," he said again, "I'm just sorry. You know that if I knew I would have never put our child in danger like that, you know that!"

Yumaki breathed into the side of his face, gathering a glimpse of his sad expression. MiroTano continued, "You know that all I wanted was to start a family with you, and I ruined that."

Both of them closed their eyes. MiroTano then moved off of Yumaki, now beside her. He stared at her face, examining the way the moon gleamed off of it, creating a milky outline through the slopes and curves of her lips, nose, eyes, and brows.

He ran his finger along her lips, making them slightly part with a somewhat natural resistance of stick. Her lips were dry, but not chapped. He longed for his own set to be where the belonged again, but held back.

MiroTano wasn't sure if Yumaki had forgiven him yet, or even if she had, was he allowed to do that yet played over in his mind like a repetitive chant.

He sat up on his right elbow, and played with her honey hair. It was particularly a mess, something he wasn't used to. He was so accustomed to the way Yumaki had done her hair everyday, making it into luscious curls. This hairdo was more like sex hair. Just without the sex.

He missed that too. When they would have sex, he didn't even think of it as sex. It was the baby-making-process.

"I was alone for the longest time before you came to Sancre Tor." MiroTano said to her, quietly.

Yumaki looked as if she was ignoring him, but she surely wasn't. MiroTano had doubts about her listening at all, but he had the need to talk. The kind of talk he'd talk when she would dream at night.

"Now that you look at it, I guess I was like a lonely and lost puppy," he said, slightly shaking his head, "I was in need for the nearest, most loving person to give me attention. When you showed up, I didn't know what to think. I was instantly drawn to you, and I had to have you one way or another. Sure it took me a whole.. nearly two weeks to finally have anything happen, and I'd watch you and stuff before I ever had you. But damn, something about you kept me wanting more."

Yumaki sighed inwardly at these great memories.

"When I say more, I didn't mean lusts." MiroTano said, "It was like I found someone who had cared to listen, and I just grew attached. I waited all day sometimes to talk to you or see you, even though most of our conversations weren't very long, it was just so worth it. You were worth it, you are. When I had helped you that day, the day us two became one, I knew I wanted to make it last, to make a family."

Yumaki opened her eyes and looked at him. His eyes were closed, even if he felt her stare on him, he kept them shut. He began to speak again, "I've been alone too long," he said, "My whole life basically, all throughout my residency here, until I met you. The only thing I want to do now is settle. My life is so content with you here with me, and it'd be complete if we had a child."

Yumaki's eyes saddened. He felt her nuzzle into him, comfortably.

"I don't want immortality anymore if that means we can't be together. That would mean to live forever, but to live forever without the woman that I love and be happy isn't true happiness." He said.

"You're going against Sylusmaximus' plans?" Yumaki then asked.

MiroTano opened his eyes, "That'd be stupid to do that now," he said, "I know you'll side with Kiyori. I plan on sticking by your side, so I guess that means I'm on her side too."

"Why'd you ask where she was?" Yumaki asked.

"Two reasons," MiroTano said, "One was to tell her that I'm on her side with you again, and another was just an excuse to come in here to speak with you for a reason."

Yumaki raised an eyebrow at him. MiroTano sighed, "I guess I have been since earlier this morning, I opened the door for Ego and her little boyfriend so she can move Tokijin-sama's body for Kiyori so she can revive him."

"You what?" Yumaki asked sitting up. MiroTano too sat up, he nodded, "Yeah, apparently he's not dead, and never has been. So now, he's up, alive, and healthy."

"How?" Yumaki asked.

"An antidote or whatever Ego said." MiroTano replied.

"I should let Kiyori know that you are on her side, but I have no idea where she is." Yumaki said.

"The safest place for them would be either the Meido District or the Inferno itself, but they're more than likely at the Meido District." MiroTano said back.

"Should I go?" Yumaki asked.

"No,'' he said. He pulled her closer to him and connected their lips. As much as he expected rejection and resistance, there was none at all.

Yumaki wrapped her arms around him, pulling him even closer, and they continued. This went on for several minutes. She was surprised that he hadn't even made a move to get her clothes off like always. But this satisfied her even more.

When they stopped, MiroTano nuzzled his nose into her face,"Now you can go,"

"I gotta shower." Yumaki said.

"Yes you do," he replied.

Yumaki pushed him away with an offended frown, "Whatever." she said getting up, heading to her bathroom. MiroTano too got up and followed her inside, closing the door and locking it.

Las Noches

Grimmjow wasn't feeling right for the past month and a half. He felt as if... something was missing. Someone, but who?

He didn't want to ask anyone, hell why should he? He hated everyone here. And as for the people he could tolerate, such as his Fraccion, he didn't want to speak to them about it either.

This should be something that Grimmjow Jeagerjaques could handle on his own. He did everything on his own. It was just, some things were blurred out.

When he injured Mila Rose for following him around the halls, he remembered that. But what made him forgive her? Grimmjow never just forgave anyone, he only settled things.

There was a room with beads broken everywhere in this labyrinth territory. Why? Apparently he was incharge of it? Why? What? When?

He knew when, it was only about a month ago, but this explained nothing. Aizen left, along with Ichimaru and Tousen to the Soul Society. It would have been easier to ask that little brat, Gin what the was missing than any of those too, let alone any Arrancar here.

He smelled the scent too. But of who? He was almost sure it was a person, and no other person was able to enter his room without his permission. It definitely wasn't one of the female Arrancars, but it had a feminine smell.

This had been bugging him. No one was to come in my room, let alone use my tooth paste!

Grimmjow started to become more and more frustrated over time. His room had looked like a natural disaster had passed by a couple times. The walls had several indents and cracks, and tons of furniture was broken.

His knuckles hurt. They only hurt when he was pissed and couldn't get his way. He could not get his way with this. Who was this person with the feminine scent in his room, using his tooth paste?

Grimmjow had been sitting on his bed, the only thing not completely broken in his room. He felt Reiatsu pass his door, now walking down the hallway.

He got up and slammed it open to see who it was. It was Nnoitra, and his little bitch, Tesla.

They turned at the sound of a slamming door. He eyed them, but chose to ignore them.

"Where's that lovely lady you had with you all the time, Grimmjow?" Nnoitra asked.

This caught his attention, "Who?" he asked, as calm as possible, keeping his composure steady.

"That one girl, with the long brown hair, the bright green eyes. The one with a killer body and angel face, Grimmjow, how could you forget? I surely didn't." Nnoitra replied laughing, with his tongue showing.

He was still confused, and Nnoitra saw this, "What was her name... The Vasto Lordes girl, the one from Sancre Tor... Hmm," he paused. Grimmjow turned to face him completely. He stepped closer, making Nnoitra smile, "Ah yes, I remember her name, it was Kurotsuchi, Kiyori Kurotsuchi."

Kiyori Kurotsuchi. The name repeated in Grimmjow's mind several times. It was so familiar. Suddenly a headache grew in his head, almost as if it was trying to keep the information away from him.

"She was here not too long ago," Nnoitra stated, "You were all over this girl on her first visit, and then you had Syl up your sleeve. You betrayed a fine prize, Grimmjow, I certainly would never."

Grimmjow snarled, and Nnoitra laughed and turned away with Tesla, continuing their journey down the halls.

That one girl, with the long brown hair, the bright green eyes. The one with a killer body and angel face.

The Vasto Lordes girl, the one from Sancre Tor.

Kiyori Kurotsuchi.

"Kiyori." he said aloud, slowly beginning to remember.

YAYY Another chapter down. MiroTano and Yumaki are one again, Yay :D Grimmjow's finally in my story lol.
Grimmjow is starting to remember! No, this doesn't mean he has all his memories back, that will be settled later. They'll come over time, believe meeeeee.

This chapter was short, I know, and I guess it could be called filler, but, whateeeeva. More Grimmjow soon though!

Gracias for Reading, I love you all! Forever and Always,
Paloma

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