Freedom
By: Vichy
Author's Note: Thank you readers for taking the time to read my story. I really couldn't finish this without you all. And also the people who take the time and review. Thank you all for your support in this. Sorry, once more for getting some things wrong. I haven't seen a good prison show in ages and Cops is out of the question right now. But believe it or not, this is my first ever pairing story. We'll have either Grimmjow or Gin hooking up with Nel and we also have two subtle yet noticeable ones—Jyuushiro and Unohana and Matsumoto and Kira. I'm happy that I am able to do a pairing and not mess it up, whee!
CHAPTER FOUR: Neliel Tu and Gin Too
"Ken-chan, she's in here; the jewel thief," Yachiru said pointing a small finger at the glass outside of the jewelry store. Kenpachi nodded and removed his silver and black .38 from the holster on his waist. Ichigo gulped loudly and removed his pistol from it holster. Kenpachi gave a quick glance at his new recruit sighing at his current state.
"Ok, first off, suck it up; you won't die on my watch and you definitely won't get injured too badly since the person seems to not have any weapon of sorts. Second, she can't see us as long as we stay out of her line of sight out here, so get a grip and follow me, Kurosaki," he whispered inching closer to the window walking sideways. Ichigo followed calming himself down, staring straight into the dimly lit store. With a slow countdown with his ring, middle and index finger, he charged in with a muffled yell through the glass. Ignoring the broken glass spraying everywhere, he fired two shots that missed horribly.
Neliel Tu was caught horribly off guard and if Kenpachi hadn't yelled, she would have been shot twice in the arm. Grabbing a small wooden chair, she flung it at him with high velocity hoping for a hit. She was disappointed however as Kenpachi caught the chair with his free hand and tossed it down to the ground hard, breaking it into pieces.
"Neliel Tu, we meet again," he said with a devious smirk. Nel turned around and glared at the man with steel colored eyes. She placed a hand on her waist and replied with a confident yet cocky tone.
"Ah the jingle bell hair man, I remember you now; I stole your proof of insurance and registration. By the way, you can have them back," she reached in her pockets and threw them at his face with a smile. "They're useless to me anyhow."
Kenpachi grabbed the flying folded papers and frowned as he caught sight of her glancing down at the floor and back at him. He inched closer to her and she took steps back.
"Now now, woman, we can do this the violent way, or the non-violent way. Personally, I'll take the violent was, but what do you think?" He asked inching closer. Nel put an index finger to her chin then, in one fluid motion, threw a large piece of broken glass at his face. It hit home, tearing the skin off of the right side of his face horribly and making a fountain of blood drip down to his shirt. He doubled over to grab his injured face when she made a run for it.
"Ken-chan, she's getting away!" Yachiru yelled out from behind the car. Kenpachi growled and gave chase, narrowly missing a few items in his way. The blood left a dotted trail from the middle room back to the alleyway. He whistled loudly for Ichigo who had already ran inside and chased after the two. Stopped by a dead end, Nel turned her head towards the two officers and the twenty foot tall brick wall in front of her.
"There's nowhere to run," Ichigo said pointing the gun at her shaking slightly. He fired two shots in rapid succession at her. Nel back flipped dodging the bullets aimed for her head. Ichigo quickly reloaded the gun and aimed it again but found that the aqua green haired thief had vanished before their very eyes. Kenpachi sighed and wiped his forehead with the handkerchief Yachiru provided for him.
"She got away again," he grumbled clenching his fists into tight, angry stressed balls. Yachiru frowned and patted Kenpachi on the shoulder, reassuring him for next time.
"There won't be a next time Yachiru."
"Why Ken-chan?"
"Because I'm placing an APB on her."
Grabbing the walkie-talkie on his waist, he pressed the button and spoke loudly and clearly into the speaker.
"This is Zaraki Kenpachi of 11th Division calling for an APB out on criminal Neliel Tu Oderschvank. I repeat, I'm calling an APB out on criminal Neliel Tu Oderschvank. If sighted, fire at will, I repeat, fire at will." A plethora of 10-4's erupted from the walkie-talkie moments later. Ichigo had now caught his breath and stared Kenpachi down looking at the cut on his face.
"We have to get that looked at," he said walking up to him.
"I have to get that looked at. You just go back to Headquarters and give the report. I'll, well Yachiru will be there soon. I'll send her afterwards, just go."
Ichigo nodded and ran back to the patrol car. He silently thanked himself that he was able to drive and better still, where the headquarters was located. Starting the engine, he made his way back to file his report.
-Karakura State Penitentiary-
"Rangiku, Kira, it's so nice to see ya both. I honestly didn't expect to see you two today or ever for that matter." Gin said with a wave. Rangiku was not amused by his antics; she and Kira who both stared at him with matching frowns spoke to each other in whispers Gin was unable to hear.
"We both want to know, why Gin," Kira asked first. Gin brushed a bit of his hair from his face and answered.
"Simple, why would anyone rob a bank? For the money. I needed the money," he replied.
"That's piss poor excuse Gin," Rangiku stated through the phone angrily. A stray tear fell down her cheek causing gin to frown.
"Now Ran-chan, don't cry. I-I told you both, I needed the money so I could---"
"Gin! You're lying!" she said sternly more tears falling. "You have more than enough money. If you did need money, then why didn't you ask one of us?! We could've lent you the money."
"Then you murdered police officers Gin. And not just any officers, very good friends of mine. What's your excuse for that?" Kira asked. Gin was in a pickle. How could he come up with a fast lie for this one? Self-defense? Used up. Reaction? Bad.
"I'm waiting Gin," Kira sternly reminded him now holding Rangiku as she cried hot tears on his shoulder. Gin just stared. The sight of his oldest friend crying in front of him was heart-wrenching, but he would not, could not breakdown. Kira soon grew tired of waiting for his reply. He walked Rangiku outside for some fresh air and a chance to talk to Gin alone. After Rangiku had walked outside he sat back down and held the phone up to his ear staring with the angriest look he had ever made in his life.
"Gin, tell the truth; why did you rob the bank and kill my friends and innocent civilians? Why would you, of all people, do that?"
Gin stared with the same frown on his face at him. Sighing and coming up with a quick believable lie he answered.
"It was for Grimmjow. He's a good friend of mine and we did it just to get I'm back on his feet," she said to Kira. Kira nodded very slowly and closed his eyes. That seemed truthful enough, but something about it didn't add up. He just couldn't put his finger on it. Rangiku had made her way back in with a straight face. A few sniffle here and there, but she was virtually done crying. She stared at Gin with red eyes then to Gin after he told her what his excuse was.
"Gin, all I can…say is this," tears worked themselves back up to her face and rolled down her cheeks again. "You aren't the friend I thought you were these long years. You could've asked us and we…could've helped you." And with that, she broke down again. Seeing her oldest friend in prison for something she could've done, struck too many chords in her soul. Gin lowered his head. He never wanted to hurt Rangiku, and he absolutely hated to see her cry. Somehow, he was going to make this right again, even if he was serving the life sentence.
"Goodbye Gin," Kira said walking away with Rangiku at his side. She cried on his shoulder again a sound Gin could not get out of his head. He sighed and swiveled the seat away, walking out of the room. The guards saw him and let him pass noticing the stray teardrop that fell on the floor.
-Unknown Location Outside of Karakura-
The small three room one bath house was dark against the twilight sky. There was power in the brick home but the owner decided to leave the lights off for now. Why? Because he was sleeping. Stark had a habit of sleeping at abnormal times of the day; day night, noon or midnight. He was like a cat or another lazy animal; that's what his foster daughter Lilynette said to guests that came over. She sat on her bed bored at the programming that flashed around in colorful lights on her small twelve inch television set sitting on her dresser. Nothing was on right now, and that was disturbing. Something interesting was always on when it got dark.
There was a knock on the door and instantly she yelled out:
"Stark, someone's at the door!"
No reply came from the wavy haired man. Well, there was one, a snore that came from his room. Lilynette growled and pushed herself off the bed. Reaching for the gold alloy doorknob and opening the door, she instantly gasped.
"Nel, what are you doing here?! They placed an APB out on you from what I heard on the news; get in here!" she ordered dragging her in. Nel stumbled from the pull and the angle of it as she took in the familiar home. Lilynette had walked away to get Stark from his bed. The man was sleeping belly up with both hands on his face to block out all light. Lilynette shook her head and made a fantastic leap onto the bed, jumping with all her might to wake up the lethargic man. Stark grumbled and swiped at her ankles causing her to lose balance and fall with a yelp and a loud thud. She recovered miraculously and jumped back on the bed.
"Stark, get your lazy bones up! Nel's here for you. Didn't you hear me?! I said GET UP!!!" she gave one final jump causing him to bounce high in the air and fall off the bed instantly waking him up.
"Lilynette you annoying little gnat," was the answer to her deed. Lilynette kicked him hard in the shin and stared at him with yellow-green hair.
"I said Nel's here for you, now hurry up and see her," she said walking off with a twirl of her wrist. Stark exhaled with a grumble and went to the front room. Nel was waiting with a giggle on the faux-leather couch sitting on the east wall. He cleared his throat and instantly, she jumped up and bowed.
"I take it that you have my things?" he asked folding his arms. Nel nodded and dropped the bag in front of his fee. He picked it up and looked inside eying every diamond, money stack and jewel carefully. He smirked and threw the bag at the unsuspecting Lilynette.
"Well," he yawned. "You have my services Nel just tell Aizen for me that I'll be ready in two days tops, maybe less. When it updates tell him again," he yawned again. "I need time to test out my supplies and alibi. Make sure you tell him to visit Grimmjow and Gin, but he'll probably do that anyway. The number one tattoo on his hand flashed around as he waved his hand to get the feeling back into it.
"New tattoo?" Nel asked eying it the first time she saw it.
"Yeah got it about a week ago. Took the gauze off since it was itching tons." Nel shook her head and walked towards the door. Lilynette barricaded it out of concern.
"You can't go out there Nel. They'll be looking for you."
"So, I'll slip by and stay at Aizen's for a while."
"Nah uh! You're staying here with us for the night. Tomorrow, we'll take you to Aizen's under a disguise. Until then, make yourself at home."
Nel shrugged her shoulders and went back to the couch. Stark saw this opportunity to go off to sleep again. Lilynette stomped him foot causing him to yelp out in pain with an angry face.
"You're cooking your guest some dinner," she ordered walking back into her room.
"Why can't you fix it bossy?" he jeered sleepily. Lilynette ignored him and slammed her room door closed.
"I'm not really hungry Stark. You can go back to sleep," Nel said to him. Stark shrugged his shoulders and walked back to his room and dropped like a stone onto his bed, asleep before he even touched the 5,000 thread count sheets. Nel laughed to herself before dozing off as well. Before long, Grimmjow and Gin would be out and with her, but how long would running and hiding last for the three of them?
-Karakura State Penitentiary-
"So precious, how was the stay in the infirmary?" Gin joked at the bandaged Grimmjow walking beside him. Grimmjow grumbled and winced as the sharp pain from his side shot up to his brain.
"You know that guy Nnoitra is in solitary. Looks like ya won't see him again."
"Why's that?"
"Aizen visited earlier today and said that Nel'll be ready in about one day. Luckily yer stay in the infirmary did wonders t' your survival rate." Gin couldn't help but laugh at that joke. Grimmjow mock laughed and rounded the corner to meet Szayel carrying a few packages in his arms.
"Oh crap, hey Gin, hey Grimmjow," he greeted. Grimmjow nodded slightly and Gin waived with a smile.
"Who gave you the mail?" he asked curiously.
"My older brother Ilfort. He sent these to me yesterday and now I can open them since I was sleep when I got them."
"That's nice and all," Grimmjow started. "But I have to get, Gin you can stay and talk to your little pink haired friend."
Gin rolled his eyes in his head and helped Szayel with his mail. Stopping at an outdoor picnic table, Szayel rapped his fingers together, anxious to see what his brother sent him. He grabbed the smallest and ripped open the brown paper covering the small box. Using a fingernail, he opened it to find a small frame of his brother smirking at a poorly aimed camera shot of a new car in the background. Szayel's eye twitched as he read the note and the base of the frame.
"Could've been yours too if you didn't do those experiments!"
Szayel hissed at the picture and put it back in the box. The larger package looked more promising. He ripped off the paper and tore the tape sealing it shut. Inside where two more pictures, each different than the last. One of him and a picture of a famous celebrity and a picture of him at his most recent induction in his job's hall of fame. Szayel hissed again as he read the notes at the bottom of the pictures.
"Jail sucks doesn't it bro?! Ha, I bet the look on your face is priceless right now; if only I could see it!"
"You missed the best party ever. Don't worry; you'll be able to go to the next one once you get out… Oh wait! There was only one, and that was the only time I'll ever get into the Hall of Fame at the Diner! Ha ha, I still wish I could see the look on your face little bro!"
"That asshole!" Szayel growled tossing the pictures back into the box. Gin could help but laugh as he read the notes on the bottom of the picture frames.
"I don't see what's so damn funny Gin," he pouted arms folded, looking like a child. Gin tried his hardest to hold in the laughter as he explained the situation to him. Szayel cut him off, not needing his jokes right now. By that time Grimmjow had returned and looked at the pictures of his old friend and his successful. He laughed loudly at the notes at the bottom of the picture frames too.
"Ha; looks like Ilfort is succeeding in life unlike you!" he laughed even harder at the last note causing Szayel to stomp the pictures on the ground angrily. He walked away leaving his mail on the ground with a pout.
"What the fuck's his problem?" Grimmjow asked laughed gone from his voice.
-Karakura Police Headquarters-
So far, no sign of Neliel could be found. Already into Day Two of the APB, no clues or leads were given to the whereabouts of Neliel. Everyone was growing anxious and stressful, including Jyuushiro who had succumbed to his illness, despite the warning given to him by Unohana. She took him home early and gave him a large cup of tea for him to drink. He thanked her with a blush and went inside leaving Unohana Retsu to go back to the Police officer by herself. Kenpachi was frustrated. Twice had she escaped him; twice! He slammed his fist onto his desk, making a slight depression into the woodwork.
"Ken-chan, calm down," Yachiru asked him nicely. Kenpachi ignored her and stayed focused on the reports that had been in since the day she reemerged. The crimes were the same thing basically, just going up the ladder on severity. A knock on the door alerted him to Soi Fon standing in the doorway staring at him.
"Kenpachi, Warden Yamamoto wants to see you right now," she said walking away. Kenpachi sighed and walked towards the Warden's office.
Closing the door behind him, he sat down and stared the old man in the face. The two were agitated. Kenpachi for obvious reasons, Yamamoto because their most wanted Criminal could not be found and apprehended. The meeting started off slowly and muffled. Yachiru and Ikkaku stood at the door listening in discreetly.
"What are they saying Yachiru?" Ikkaku asked leaning in. Yachiru shrugged and pressed her ear harder to the door to try and catch the voices. Ikkaku did also and soon fell over along with Yachiru as Kenpachi opened the door staring at the two of them with a steel expression of anger. Ikkaku panicked and, grabbing Yachiru whisked her away somewhere else.
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"Hey Kira, can I talk to you for a sec?" asked Renji peeking in his office. Kira nodded and exited his office doors for a few.
"When you and Matsumoto went to see Ichimaru, what did he tell you?"
"He said that he did it for his friend. I didn't and still don't believe it. Gin wouldn't do something like that."
"Well, from what I looked up on his "friend", he works for Sosuke Aizen. Aizen's been doing some underground things Kira, and I don't know what they are, but whatever else Gin might've told you during that visit, was packed full of lies."
And with that he walked away handing him the folder on Grimmjow. Kira looked at the manila folder careful and retreated to his office, closing the door behind him.
Author's Notes Part Two: Dun-dun-dunnnnnnnn! We find out about Aizen's business, well some of it, and Ilfort's being an ass to his brother?! I personally laughed the whole way writing that part saying to myself, "What if that happened to me?" I personally would get very pissed; much like Szayel did, without the hissing of course. Also don't expect a more recent update. I have job interviews and I won't be by the internet at all this week, but I'll have something up either next week or the week after. I want to finish this story by the year's end.
The part with Stark made me laugh too. Once again, since Lilynette is his fracción, then I can see her being fostered, probably adopted very soon by lethargic Stark. I can actually see that happening too, if this were real enough.
Do APB's really work like that? Just asking since I rarely see one in action at all on T.V. Police stuff is hard to make out nowadays. Why can't it go back to, "You stole my item of interest, send him to the DUNGEON!" Nowadays, we have these gadgets and things, very hard to make out.
And here is the preview of the next chapter, when they finally escape!
"Stark, what the hell are you doing?" Gin asked rubbing dirt from his face. Stark had collapsed in front of them, not out of fatigue, but by a gunshot wound. The bullet had struck his back missing his spinal cord by mere centimeters. Grimmjow growled and picked up the injured Star, dropping him on his shoulder. Guards shot multiple bullets at them missing in the evening sky. Nel tosses a smoke bomb onto the fence where it went off moments later.
"Let's get the fuck out of here!" Grimmjow yelled through the sirens as they jumped down into ravines that lead to a sewer drain. Stark moaned in protest and at the constant shifting of his injured body at Grimmjow's running. Opening the hatch leading to the underground and fetid sewers, Gin and Neliel made a brief exchange of expressions, before hurrying inside. Once the four were in, they locked the hatch back and made their way far, FAR away from the Karakura State Penitentiary.
-Vichy is OUT!
