Summary: She was making a deal with the devil as she watched her empire fall apart
Disclaimer:I do not own bleach
en·deav·or- hard to do or achieve something.
Opening chapter for Part 1 of Nirvana
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Chapter 7-endeavor
January 6, 2015.
9:00 pm
Kurosaki Ichigo.
Blowing smoke outside the window, Ichigo closed his eyes as he sunk back into the seat enjoying the sensation that cannabis brought him.
"You're already getting high and we haven't even gotten there yet, what a shocker."
Ichigo peered open an eye, and turned his head towards the voice that had spoken.
"I'm just tryna cool my mind for this stupid speech that I have to make. Speaking in front of possible future investors, clients and shadows isn't an exciting thing to do Rukia." responded back Ichigo.
Pulling out a lighter to re light his blunt, Ichigo pulled another drag before slouching further down into his seat.
"That's an understandable statement, but getting high isn't making the situation any easier nor is it helping your case."
Ichigo rolled his eyes and looked at the clock. It was currently 9:00 and the gala started over an hour ago. Feeling his iPhone 6 vibrate for the umpteenth time, Ichigo saw that it was another call from Yourichi. Not only was she pissed that he was late, but formally the party couldn't start without his well awaited speech that Ichigo had to make. The guest were growing impatient and so was Yourichi. Clicking the ignore button Ichigo went back to his smoking activity as the Land Rover went a steady 100mph down the highway. With a mad man behind the wheel, an unstable red baboon giving him directions, and a midget who couldn't keep her mouth shut for one min all in his presence, Ichigo could only hope that he would make it there alive.
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-Arrival at Kuchiki Estate-
9:10pm
The tall, muscular young man with bright orange hair stared outside in awe of the famous Kuchiki Casino. Finally arriving after being almost an hour and half late, the young Kurosaki had made it. Despite attending various business meetings here, the delicate beauty of the unique infrastructure of this designed building always left him in awe. The orange hair man strode pass the security guarded doors and into the grand lobby of the casino. Live Music pumped through the air, setting a jazzy aroma in the air. Men and women dressed in luxury fitted dresses and jewelry moved swiftly pass the man, ready to gamble, drink and smoke.
Ichigo was brought out of his thoughts when he felt a tap on his back
"Pretty fucking amazing isn't", chucked Shinji while sipping on a glass of merlot
Shinji was dressed in a dark purple suit with a turquoise bow with a thin green windowpane pattern. Single breasted, but with peaked lapels. It was topped with a white underneath the suit with lavender stripes running up it giving him a sleek finished looked.
Ichigo nodded his head in agreement to his friend's statement.
Grabbing two glasses of champagne off of a tray as a waiter passed by Shinji gulped down the drink before nudging Ichigo to follow his lead.
"Have some fun for once Ichigo. This is your party and you deserve to have fun for once", proclaimed the blonde head man before walking away from his friend
"Who the hell says that I don't have fun with you", yelled the patriarch
The blonde head man chuckled before turning back to face his friend.
"And plus there's some hot babes here, go getcha self a cutie", laughed the man before fading away in the crowd of people, leaving Ichigo by himself.
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January 6, 2015.
9:30pm
Inoue Orihime.
Vibrant colors of blue, red, white, yellow and green speed past Orihime as she stared outside of the car window. Cars faded to dreams as dreams faded into reality, and Orihime Inoue couldn't help but enjoy the display of colors as she contemplated to herself the shit that she was about to pull off. Tatsuki who was currently involved in a heated argument with Uryu about sat adjacent to the auburn beauty and as the two feuded Orihime could only pray to the Kami that her friend would someday forgiver her for the mess that she was dragging them into. Going at a steady 90 mph with Giriko behind the wheel, Orihime and friends continued their journey to the Kuchiki Estate, running behind schedule as usual. The event started prominently at 8:00 and currently it was 9:30 and unfortunately for Orihime they were still another 20 minutes from their destination. Orihime checked her purse for her invitation, the cellphone that Aizen gave her for business relations purposes and two wads of 10k. Not only was Orihime here to complete part one of the task but she also came with the intentions of winning money. Shadows gamble big out here and carrying 20k was a small amount compared to others. Tuning out the surrounding noise, Orihime closed her eyes for a moment of tranquility. Brown, honey suckle eyes flashed in her mind and quickly the girl opened her eyes. A feeling of uncertainty plagued the girl as her headache from earlier on reemerged.
This was the 10th time today that his eyes popped up in her and quite frankly made Orihime feel very unsettled. She knew nothing about Ichigo Kurosaki besides the fact that he was her target, and maybe that was for the best for both of them. Orihime was highly inexperienced when it came to dealing with men and had no clue on how she was going to wrap this guy around her finger. She was a hundred percent sure that the patriarch would be surrounded by groupies of women who would do anything to be acknowledged by him and for the first time, Orihime wasn't sure that she could pull this off. She didn't know how to approach him, what to talk about, how to flirt, absolutely nothing. Orihime knew the assets of her beauty and was aware of the benefits that they could bring to her but the matriarch never really used them. Being a female in the underworld of mobsters was a difficult challenge itself but to be someone of holding high substantial power as her, well who used it, was something that she was proud of. Rising to high ranks and continuing to keep the Inoue legacy without the use of her beauty or name was something that no one could ever take away from her. But now she was contemplating if channeling her inner feminine would be her saving grace in a case like this. The feeling that she would mess up put the mission at risk frightened the girl. And with one futile mistake, all the dominoes would come crashing down on her.
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-Outside of the Kuchiki Estate-
9:49pm
Slamming on the breaks, the black SUV came to a sudden halt which caused all passengers to jerk forward in their seats.
"What's the issue Giriko-kun.?" asked Orihime while rubbing her head.
Giriko flashed Orihime an apologetic smile.
"I apologize Inoue-san. But it seems as if we have reached our destination, earlier than expected. To my viewing there seems to be a security check point.
Winding down her window, Orihime stuck her head out the glass fixture to see what was going on. The black vehicle was one of the few hundred car stuck trying to make their way past the Golden Gates of the Estate.
Clearing his throat, Uryu adjusted his bow tie before speaking, "It's only standard procedure. An event like this prone to mishap, whether it's sabotage from a rival gang or raiding of a drug lords treasure, it's inevitable that the Kurosaki team didn't heighten its security force. And to be quite honest, only an imbecile would be stupid enough to try and sneak in to an event like this."
Orihime gulped
What if her invitation was invalidated?
What if she got caught as an imposer?
What happened if Tatsuki and Uryu caught on to her act?
What happened if she blew up her cover?
What happened if sh-
The matriarchs' thoughts were interrupted when a sudden knock was heard from outside of the car window. Peering inside of the vehicle two men surrounded the driver and the passenger window trying to decipher what lied behind the tinted fixtures. Their faces were covered in a hollow dark mask that disclosed nothing but their eyes. Accompanying them were; guns, Tasers, batons, and knifes. The taller of the two had a camouflaged back pack on. Continuing their banging and pestering Girkio glanced back at his boss through the rear view mirror before speaking.
"Ma-May In-Inoue-san?"
Orihime responded back with a firm. Giving into their demands, Giriko slowly winded down the window, waiting to hear what would be said.
"Invitation."
Orihime swiftly pulled the invitation out of her purse and gave it to Girkio who handed it to security. Snatching the card out of the drivers' hand, both security guards glanced down at the invitation before quickly scanning it underneath the scanner. After scanning the invitation, both guards looked at each other before continuing.
The black haired girl knew her place and wasn't foolish enough to mess with these guys.
"All passengers out the car now."
Before the auburn beauty could object, Orihime, Tatsuki and Uryu were thrown out the SUV and landed on the cold asphalt ground. Landing hard on the ground, the three friends sat uncomfortably as they awaited for orders to be given.
This was not going according to the plan. Orihime didn't know what exactly was going on and she hated it. Mixed thoughts were running through her mind as she wondered why they were thrown out of the car. Looking up, Orihime saw Giriko driving away with the car as he was redirected out of the Estate.
"Shit," she mumbled.
As Orihime saw Giriko drive away, her nerves began to shoot right out of the widow. A back up plan was not in the girls' vocabulary, the mission was to be completed in the manner as she was assigned to do, no exceptions. It did not matter what the circumstance was, the mission had to get completed no matter what. Orihime knew that as much as she wanted to deny it, Aizen wasn't a man to fuck around with and if a low key mission as such came to light, Aizen would have her head off. But the matriarch didn't know if this was going according to plan or what was going on. No matter what she had to keep cool, calm and ensure that Tatsuki and Uryu didn't question anything.
"Orihime what the fuck is going on", gritted Tatsuki while glaring at her friend.
Orihime looked over at her best friend before answering.
"Tatsuki-chaannn why do yaa seem so tense? It's all a part of procedure like Ishida-kun said." responded back Orihime with a cheerful attitude
She had to get Tatsuki off of her back and in order to so she had to play the role. Orihime flashed a friendly, bubbly smile.
"Cut the bullshit Orihime, I know somet-"
"You two!"
Both of the girls head shot up to see who the hard stern voices were talking to.
Pointing to Tatsuki and Uryu, the shorter of the two security guards continued.
"Get up!"
Tatsuki and Uryu were forced off of the ground as they were being led away from Orihime. The other security guard leaned down until he was face to face with Orihime.
"You're coming with me."
Grabbing the matriarchs arm, the security guard hoisted Orihime up until he cuffed both of her wrist with his hands.
"What is the meaning of this? Questioned Uryu while struggling to keep in pace.
Ignoring the question, security continued to separate the trio, leading Tatsuki and Uryu away from Orihime.
"Orihime!" screamed out Tatsuki.
Orihime flashed her a bubbly smile, while waving.
"I'll be alright Tatsuki-chan, I'll be there shortly, just make sure you get Ishida-kun wasted." joked the girl.
Tatsuki sighed before nodding her and turning around to follow the guard. Orihime friends became a distant blur as they faded away into the distance. Struggling to keep up with the security guard, Orihime stumbled across the concrete as she was led away from the rest of the crowd. Orihime sighed in defeat before closing her eyes.
She'd been caught.
She should have known from the jump that shit wouldn't work out for her. Trusting a mad man like Aizen was a gamble that Orihime ultimately lost and she hated herself for giving in. Not only was Aizens and Orihime's name now underneath the bus but so was everyone who associated themselves with either empire. It was because of Orihime's selfish actions that she got herself into this shit and now she was starting to regret it. The Inoue Empire was going to be labeled as a joke in the underworld and there wasn't a damn thing that could be done to save it. What was she supposed to tell Tatsuki and Uryu? How could she ruin her family's name in such a manner? Orihime was disgu-"
"I'm shocked you haven't pussyed out yet."
Orihime looked up at the man confused as to what he was saying. Cold blue eyes met her stormy gray orbs and Orihime new exactly who it was.
"What the hell are you do-"
"Put your head down and don't speak until I say to"
"Why the hell sho-"
Orihime words were curtly interrupted when her head was forcefully pushed down by the security guard. The foreign man increased his grip on her wrist, ensuring that she could not escape. To Orihime relief, this seemed as if this were still going to Aizens plan despite her not having a clue as to where they were going. Listening to the man, Orihime continued to trudge across the black asphalt ground before being stopped by another guard.
"Who the hell is that?"
The mysterious guard looked up at the other guard and cleared his throat.
"A crasher, I'm taking her in to the interrogation force to see who exactly she's working for.", he responded back with affinity
"Who's she here for?"
"Hasn't said yet, but I'm presuming the Haschwalth, they've had a lot of scum bags trying to get in.", justified the mysterious man.
The other security guard stared at Grimmjow before flicking down to peer at Orihime.
Nodding his head he responded before walking off.
"Fair enough, take her inside with the rest of those low lives"
The mysterious man nodded his head in agreement before he continued walking towards the rest of the impostures, Orihime stumbled as shed struggled to keep up with the mysterious security guards pace.
"Keep up" he gritted through his teeth
The mysterious security guard stopped at a tall iron door. Walking towards a key pad, the mysterious man pounded in a six digit password before the door opened. Nodding in acknowledgment to the security guard who guarded the door, the mysterious man proceed into the door before shutting it behind him. Closing the door behind him, the mysterious man through Orihime to the ground; causing her to screech in pain.
"Keep it down will yah."
"What the fuck was that for Grimmjow?" shot back Orihime, her face full with malice.
The blue haired man ignored Orihime's question before looking down at his watch. Groaning in annoyance, Grimmjow ripped the dark hollow mask off of his face as his icy blue hair and cold callous eyes peered down into his backpack. Kneeling down onto the floor, Grimmjow began searching through his back pack. Pulling two items out of his bag, Grimmjow threw a wig and a pair of contacts at Orihime.
"What the hell is this?"
"What does it look like Motoko It's a fucking wig and a pair contacts."
Picking himself off of the ground, Grimmjow began to walk down the cold ominous corridor.
"Like I said we don't have time for games, so hurry up and let's go." ordered the man before rising up from the ground.
"I'm not going anywhere until you explain to me what the hell is going on?!" demanded Orihime.
Stopping in his tracks Grimmjow turned around to face her.
"If you wanna sit here and do this kiddy shit then go ahead." The blue haired man stopped before smirking and continuing before shrugging his shoulders
"I mean it's not my empire that's on the verge of collapse now is it? But hey suit ya self."
Grimmjow turned around on his heel before sticking his hands back into his pocket while walking away
Orihime scoffed before gritting her teeth
"Fine"
Rising up from the ground Orihime smoothed the crinkles out of her dress before chasing after the man. Picking the wig and their accessories off of the ground Orihime began to walk down the gray narrow hollow passage way. Looking around Orihime didn't see any cameras here.
"What exactly is this place?"
" The Kurosaki's use this as a way of transferring spies, important files, and drugs throughout these chambers."
"And they're that naive to let this place go without camera surveillance?"
"Not exactly, there's different hallways throughout here. The ones where drugs and prisoners are transferred are highly watched on guards. Lucky for us these stupid bastards don't have cams in secluded hallways like these. It's a vast connection of hallways and passage ways that can lead you all over this damn place.
"Why would they leave such an open way like that unguarded?"
"Kurosaki's screen scan check interview their security guards ten times over, there aint nothing that goes unseen by them."
Grimmjow chuckled.
"Well besides me."
Orihime peered up at the man.
"How exactly did you pull this off?"
"They don't just call us the Primera Espada for a reason. We're the highest ranked shadows in the underworld. We know what the people want and so we give it to them. When you find a rare breed of shadows such as the Espada, mob bosses, gangs, and estates would pay millions to have you working for them. Trust is nothing but a gamble with the shadows. All they want is someone who will get the job done with high precision given without a guarantee. I guess where just that person who everyone bets on. But to their demise, where just a little virus in the system. I go in and do my job; we hack, infect and encrypt everything before disappearing without a trace. And for that, I am a true shadow."
"I see that you're pretty confident in your art."
"Tch"
Grimmjow rolled his eyes. Looking down at the clock the blue haired man growled in annoyance before speeding up his steps.
"Enough of the talking we have to go."
"You still never ex-"
Looking over and the girl, Grimmjow let out an exasperated sigh.
"Didn't I tell you to put the wig and shit on? Stop being so hard headed and follow directions."
Orihime looked down at the brown wig and the blue contacts.
"Why do I hav-"
"Security's already has their eyes on due to you being stopped by me. By putting on the wig and contacts, you look less recognizable which ultimately pulls attention off of you."
Orihime stopped walking and looked down at the objects that were given to her. Reluctantly, the auburn beauty put on the wig and contacts before running to catch up with Grimmjow.
Turning down a corner Grimmjow continued to hurry his steps down the hallway.
"You have an hour to complete the assignment. At 11, you must be done, at 11:03 the lights will shut off and a black out will be instilled for a good 5 minutes. In that five minutes you will have to find me and be in your car with your friends so by 11:08 when the lights do come back on, you would have left the venue. Don't tell Kurosaki personal information about yourself, your family, absolutely nothing.
Walking down a flight of stairs and making a sharp left turn Orihime and Grimmjow continued to walk through convoluted corridor.
"And how exactly am I supposed to get to him?"
That's for you to figure out. "Kurosaki's going to be surrounded with a lot of security, a lot of women, a huge amount of paparazzi, anything you can think of will be surrounding him. Getting to him will be a difficult task and making him get your attention will be even harder. Stark may be on the ground, maybe he can help in assisting you." responded back Grimmjow.
"You're making this out to seem impossible."
"Impossible no, challenging yes."
Orihime sighed before turning down another hallway. As they continued walking, they began to approach another gray iron door.
Clearing his throat Grimmjow began to speak. "It looks like our time here has come to an end Motoko."
"For the last fuc-
"You're Aizen-sama's niece Motoko. I'm sure you can make up a sweet little sob story that'll warm that little bitch Kurosakis heart."
Before Orihime could argue back she was pushed out of the door as entered the playing field of demons and devils that were ready to tear her soul apart.
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Authors Note
Welcome to the beginning of Part 1 of Nirvana. Chapters 1-6 were more so the introduction to the characters and the plot while now the story line is going to start to pick up. Please read and review; as the more reviews I get is the faster the chapters come out. Thank for reading.
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btw: The long awaited encounter between Orihime and Ichigo is finally going to happen next chapter, so be prepared!