Gome minna-san! I have this tendency to watch anime that turn out to be addicting and dissapear for around two days to finish watching it... (This time it was Lovely Complex... I blame those damn cliffhangers around the episodes where Risa is confessing and its all awkward.. . sorry fur spoilers *erases mind*) Well... It's about as long as the other chappies but for some reason I can never manage to pump out more than 1,000 and some.. :( I try... Well I hope juuh guys enjoy... :( sorry once again for slow updating...
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Bleach... :(
Warning: Hints of past lemon (read the Binding Truth... or sumthing like it: i forgot the title and am too lazy to look) and language...
Ichigo's world was a sea of pain. He had slept in Aizen's quarters for a rousing total of an hour and a half after the Shinigami was done with him. He was sore and then to top it all off, Ulquiorra came in and moved him down to a cold cell with stone floors that cut into his already raw skin. Ichigo sighed as he thought of his teal haired lover down on Earth. He would have him replay that memory 20 times and be grateful. Ichigo turned over onto his bare back and hissed. It hadn't hurt that much when it happened with Grimm.. Then again Grimm wasn't as much of a sadist as Aizen had been. "Ichigo! Ichigo!" Oh great! Now he was going to have hallucinations, just shoot him please!
Suddenly the doors of his cell blasted inward and who else should stand in the door way than Grimmjow. And thats when Ichigo fell unconscious.
Grimmjow stared at the unconscious teen and felt fury course through his system. How dare Aizen touch his strawberry!? Grimmjow picked up the boy and carried him out of the cell and then noticed that he was stark naked. Ummm... maybe he could find some blankets or something..? He looked around and noticed a dark piece of cloth on the floor. He picked it up and tenderly wrapped Ichigo in it and then used his Sonido to get back to the squad waiting for him outside. "Yare, yare Grimmjow.. You don't learn do you?" A-Aizen...? "He's mine Sosuke. And you're lucky I'm not in the mood to hand your gay ass back to you!" Aizen chuckled and looked pointedly at Ichigo. "Are you sure that it wasn't at all consensual? That maybe he didn't love you as much as you thought he did?" Grimmjow's eyes went wide.
Ichigo had told him that he loved him, but that was in a moment of blind lust... Did it actually mean anything... Could Aizen be right? "See? Somewhere in your subconscious you've always knew that Ichigo only ever saw you as a good night. Now, why don't you return the boy to me Grimm-kun? And while you're at it come back to being an Espada. You know that those Shinigamis detest you because of what you are. They fear you and doubt the authenticity of your vow to not betray them. Now come, my humble servant." Grimm's indifferent scowl turned into a full blown grin. "You little shit. Thinking that you know everything about me... Che it's just too pitiful. As if I was ever your 'humble servant'! As if I need any of that! I made my decision Sosuke! And if it has to come down to a fight just to settle it, then I'm fine with it."
Grimmjow pulled out his sword and transformed into his Resurrección form. He charged at Aizen and was met with a head on attack by Aizen, which was unusual considering that he usually just took advantage of the person's mi- Grimmjow turned around just in time to avoid Aizen's sword which was coming at him from behind. "Ah so you've been trained well, Grimmjow." Aizen disappeared and then came up behind Grimmjow, punching him hard on the back. Grimmjow went flying and then he ran towards the Shinigami, using his Sonido. He charged his Cero in his right hand and then punched the tyrant in his stomach. Aizen flew several feet before being rescued by a very pissed off Ichimaru. "Nice to see you again, Grimm-san. I assume you've recovered from my.. urm little present?" Oh so, now they were trying to psych him out now.
Grimmjow strolled toward the white haired Shinigami and laughed. "That? I recovered not even five minutes after you left. Some sadist you are!" Grimmjow charged toward the stunned man and punched him with his Cero. Ichimaru made no move to retreat, and then Grimmjow realized something. Ichimaru's sword was poking him in the back. Grimmjow flipped back, very narrowly avoiding the twisting sword. Putting all his effort forward he attempted an attack that neither of the Shinigami's had ever seen. "Negro Desgarrón! Black Laceration!" Black claws spread from his fingertips and he aimed at both men. He built up his Cero energy and all of the energy claws flew at the two flabbergasted Shinigami. Seizing the chance to escape (which he would do under no other circumstances, except his orders were to leave the men alive-if only barely) he picked up the unconscious Shinigami and opened a Gargantua back to Karakura Town. Just before he got in, he saw something he'd rather not have; Aizen lay on the floor blood dripping out of his head. His sword lay at his side and Ichimaru sobbed over the dead captain. "GRIMMJOW! YOU"LL PAY YOU BASTARD!" Ichimaru ran in blind fury at the teal haired man. Grimmjow took advantage of the man's blind fury and shot a violent Cero straight at the white hair.
Ichimaru screamed as his hair caught fire. How could his life end like this? Defeated by a low ranking Espada. Then again, he never planned to outlive his captain by long. He felt the flames lick down his spine and then grow and spread. He screamed in pain. Was this what it was to die? He laughed. This was a piece of cake. Yes, it was. He had sustained worse and lived. Except, he had motivation to live back then. Sosuke was gone now, so what was the point of living? Ichimaru felt his life slip through his fingers and soon the former 3rd Division captain lay dead on the brilliant sand of Hueco Mundo. Seeing his job was done, Grimmjow jumped into the Gargantua and ran all the way back to Earth, whispering sweet nothings to his unconscious lover.
Aizen took off the illusion that covered his body. He wasn't dead but it would serve him for the Shinigami to think that he was. Gin.. that was a very inconvenient loss. But the white haired man disobeyed his orders to stay undercover. He had practically been begging for death. Aizen Sosuke walked over to his dead partner and traced the burnt flesh along the jaw. What a waste. He walked away from his dead servant and wondered what he would eat that night..
Aww... Aizen! How can he be so heartless! *cries and then remembers its of my doing and cries some more for my scarred mind* Well I hope the fight scene wasn't too lame and plz review: Criticism(sp?) is welcome!