Look at this, a new chapter! For some reason I can't get this, or this new story I have in mind, outta my head. It's not a bad thing per say. Anyway, you guys should thank tazbird for this chapter. After I saw the notification for their review, I don't know, this just started flowing. I had most of it done yesterday, just had to figure out what character I wanted to put in here. For anyone waiting for torture, it ain't happening this chapter. This one takes place at the same time as the last one, right after the call between gin and kisuke. You find out who the mystery lady is, and why kissy is reluctant to contact her. Happy reading buns, and enjoy.

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Sitting in one of the most lavish hotels, is a very curvaceous woman. Her hourglass figure and beautiful tan skin not giving away her age. She looked at the 'yes' man through bored blue eyes, she hated these types of people, they had no backbone. With a dismissive wave of her hand, she sent him on his way. She was glad he was gone, now she could get to business. Turning on her phone, she went to her contacts and dialed a number she hadn't used in years. It was her fault really, thinking she could be cold, not affected in any way. She just hoped they took her call.

After a few rings the cheery voice she was used to was absent. "What do you want?"

She sighed. She knew, even if he needed her help, he wasn't going to be nice about it. "It's nice to hear from you too, kisuke. We both know you don't want to hear from me….but, that's not how I feel."

Kisuke sighed. She was right. "I know, but I don't particularly care. All I need is your help, you can give it, or don't."

The woman was hurt, but she deserved it, she knew. "Alright, I'll help you. I was planning on helping anyway, believe it or not." she got up and started towards the door, waving off her bodyguard. She could handle herself. "I'll be there in twenty minutes." before kisuke could even think of a question, she hung up. She had a lot of shit to make up for, and she'll damn well do it right.

Kisuke stared at his phone, baffled. How, no, why was she here? He expected to have to offer something to get the cold woman to help, maybe a kidney. But for her to already be willing to help, let alone be here? That was something. He wasn't even going to think about how sad she sounded after his rejection.

He sighed. He guessed that they were wrong about her. Looking over at his lover, he felt his chest tighten. Sosuke looked horrible. After the first couple of weeks that grimmjow, gerard, and the baby had been kidnapped, he had started wearing his hair like he used to. Even forgoing the contacts he wore and going back to his glasses. Though kisuke loved that he was being more himself in appearance, he didn't like that his suke-kun was hurting. Hell, they all were.

But they would fix that. Come hell or high water.

"Suke, maybe you should take a nap. I'll talk with Gerta." he suggested soothingly.

Sosuke came out of his daze at that, shaking his head. "No, I'll nap after. This is more important and I need to see her, to tell her some things." he breathed out. "I have twenty six years of anger that needs to be addressed, and so do you."

The blonde kingpin knew he was right about that. This meeting was going to be interesting. Twenty minutes later on the dot their doorbell rang. Both glancing at each other before kisuke answered it. He stared a bit, then moved aside. "Twenty six years, and you still look the same."

The woman, Gerta, gave a wide grin. Her dual colored hair swaying as she walked past kisuke and towards a seemingly seething sosuke. "I could say the same." she said simply, trying to lighten the mood before the brunette exploded. "Sosuke." she murmured as she took a seat, then raised a brow as the eccentric blonde sat next to the still fuming brunette. She knew they'd get together.

"Gerta." he addressed in a clipped tone, really hating this already. "Let's get down to business, shall we?" after a hesitant nod, he started. "For the past six years, we've been trying to locate grimmjow, gerard, and grimmjow's child. And Gerard's as well. It took too long to finally get some kind of lead, but we did. They were sold at an auction, a sex slave auction. Though kisuke and I both have connections, we know that you have tighter bonds in that area."

Gerta swallowed hard. To be held captive for six years, being sold to who knows what kind of monsters…. Let alone with two children, her grandchildren! Oh, whoever did this would feel her wrath. "I'll give a friend of mine a call and we'll find them." she took a calming breath. It wouldn't help if she took her anger out on the people she was trying to make amends with. When she spoke next, her voice was deadly calm and cold. The murderous intent so thick it was stifling. "I know this won't make up for leaving after I said I'd stay, for not being there for my children. I was scared back then and naive, and I know that doesn't make it better. But whoever did this this to my family, will wish for death to sweep over them."

Though kisuke is somewhat moved, sosuke is not. He snorted. "Now you want to play loving mother? You skipped out when gerard was kidnapped the first time, not even contacting the child we still had. Do you understand how heartbreaking it is to tell a five year old that their mother wasn't going to come, every fucking birthday? To have to console them when they have nightmares about their missing and possibly dead twin? No, you don't. You took the coward's way out. Though for the sake of my children, grandchildren, and my lover, I'll commend you for attempting to step up to the plate." After aizen's unnervingly calm blow up, he storms out of the house. If he didn't calm down, he'd do something he'd regret.

Instead of breaking down like any other person would, Gerta just looked to kisuke and gave him a level look. "Do you want to tell me how you feel too? I deserve all of it."

The blonde smiled sadly. "I do." he said softly. "What you did hurt me, but not as bad as sosuke and grimmjow. But, that doesn't mean I'll keep holding a grudge. Prove yourself, not to me or sosuke, but to your children. It's up to them if they want you in their life after this. Now, let's go get suke and go see the boys, they have the one that did this and I'm very excited to get my hands on her."

Both got up and went outside, waiting for a now calm aizen to finish his cigarette. He flicked the butt away as he got up, blowing out the last of the smoke as he smoothed his more casual clothes. Clearing his throat he spoke, "I'm not sorry for what I said, but I am sorry for blowing up on you. I let my anger fester and this was the result." he moved closer to her and uncharacteristically gave her a hug. "I think after that, and twenty six years, you deserve forgiveness." he murmured.

Gerta was somewhat shocked by the hug, but she gave into it. "I didn't think the great aizen gave hugs."

Aizen stepped back and adjusted his glasses. "He doesn't, but sosuke does. Now to go get information on our family."

Grimmjow was more than tired of being here, he wanted so bad to follow his instincts and go on a rampage, killing anyone who gets in his way. But he couldn't do that. Not with his baby girl and nephew, he knows that his sister can take care of herself, she proved that years ago. But being a parent, it makes it hard to fight back. Neither wanted to sacrifice their child.

He sits against the wall, watching the kids read to each other. How he wished they could've been left out of this. He sighs just as the door to their room is opened and a petite raven haired woman walks through. He knows that means he's being called, they always send her to watch the children. Without a word he sends them reassuring looks and kisses their heads, walking to the guard and holding out his hands for the shackles.

Once he's secured they take him to a room, it's not his usual, which has him on edge. He doesn't say anything, knowing he's on thin ice with the monster that owns them. When they enter he stills at the sight of his sister in the room. They don't work together. That's the one thing their owner gave them. The guard doesn't appreciate the lack of movement, pushing him in with a shove. He nearly falls on his face, still in shock, but catches himself at the last minute.

"Sit. Boss said you two freaks are taking care of a client together, no buts. Guys filthy rich and demanded both of you." the nameless man states. Neither of the occupants say anything or moves. The guard smirks as he unshackles grimmjow and leaves.

They stand there for who knows how long, that when the door opens they jump in surprise. Watching warily as a tall man of six feet enters. His tan skin matching what theirs would be, teal hair falling past his shoulders to the middle of his back, and a pair of ice blue eyes set in a very handsome face stares back at them. The man seems cold and disinterested as he closes and locks the door. He says nothing as he takes a seat in the lone arm chair, just watching them. After what seems like ages, he finally says something, his deep voice sinful. "Are there any cameras or bugs in this room?"

The question doesn't shock them, as most of the men, and sometimes women they service ask it. None want to be blackmailed. "Nah." it's grimmjow who speaks, which garners the attention of the stranger.

The teal haired man just nods. "Good. That wouldn't do for what I have in mind. Sit, I won't move from this spot, so you have nothing to worry about." they reluctantly do, keeping their eyes on him. "Now, we need to talk. You don't know me, but I know you. My name is hyorinmaru, and I am your uncle."

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