I WILL NOT BE UPDATING FOR AT LEAST A MONTH AFTER THIS CHAPTER!
I am away at camp and then have so much planned I won't be touching a computer until May. Sorry.
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A single .-. Is a scene change.
Double .-. Is a POV change.
I Do Not Own Harry Potter or Bleach. Nor any of the pick-up-lines.
Warning – Cheesyness and bad grammar and a horrible accent.
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"Who's that?" Gin asked.
"Who?" Aizen raised a brow.
"The Arrancar that went around the corner." Gin said.
"Oh, him." Aizen waved a hand. "His name is Karasu or so he says. He's one of the Privaron Espada."
"Huh, what's he doing up here then?" Gin asked interested, eyes on the spot the arrancar had been.
"He is up here because he's powerful enough that he doesn't fear my Espada and they are the ones who rule this place besides myself, Tousen, and you."
Gin whistled.
"He's strong then?"
"Very, but absolutely useless." Aizen dismissed. "He refuses to kill for me. Almost refused loyalty to me also. That's the only reason he's not one of my Espada. He's strong enough to beat Noittra at the very least and take his place, but he doesn't like fighting, or so he says. He refuses to fight for a position and so was given a place as one of the Privaron Espada. He's strong enough but he is a coward."
Gin wondered how he had gotten away with refusing to swear loyalty or kill. Perhaps, even though he was strong, Aizen found him amusing and of no threat. Gin watched Aizen walk away and with one last glance at where the arrancar had stood, he followed.
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"Found ya!" Gin sang as he grinned at the man in front of him.
The arrancar blinked in surprise at his appearance.
"Hello." He greeted warily.
Gin raked his eyes over the lean figure. He had short black hair that curled and spiked everywhere along with paper pale skin. The most brilliant green eyes stared out at him. A mask of bone stretched over his head like a headband and then covered his ears making them long and points. His eyes appeared to have some dark green eye shadow lining the top eyelid like make-up that set his eyes off. He was dressed in the regular white outfit that most arrancars wore, a short sword at his waist.
He looked young, no more then eighteen and was on the short side.
"May I help you?" The boy asked, politely.
"Just admirin' the view." Gin said cheekily.
To his pleasant surprise the boy blushed slightly.
"Well," he coughed awkwardly.
Gin grinned and leaned closer. The boy stared at him with wide green eyes and leaned back just the slightest.
"If I said ya had a pretty body would ya hold it against me?" He purred.
The boy stared in disbelief for a long moment then burst out laughing. Gin watched as he laughed so hard he had to clutch his side, tears in his eyes.
"Oh God, I've never heard anyone use that line." He giggled.
"So will ya?" Gin asked waggling a brow.
"No." Karasu grinned. "But nice try."
Gin made a tsk sound and watched as the boy moved on.
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"Do you have a map?"
"A map?" Karasu blinked surprised.
"Cause I jus' keep gettin' lost in yur eyes." Gin grinned unashamedly.
"Well I don't have a map." Harry said curtly, "But I do have a solution."
"Yeah?"
"Don't stare at me."
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"Hello." Ichimaru Gin announced as he skipped into the room.
Harry raised a brow at the outfit of black covering him and the bag thrown over his shoulder.
"I'm a thief."
"How'd you find my room?" Harry, now called Karasu these days, demanded.
The silver haired man just grinned all crinkly eyed at him. Harry found that grin quite fox like.
"I'm second in command here." Gin raised a brow.
"Forgot." Harry shrugged. "And a thief?"
"I'm here ta steal yur heart!" He grinned widely holding open his bag as he waggled his brows.
"Are you going to say those cheesy pick up lines every time you see me?"
Gin grinned widely.
"Until you agree ta a date I will."
"A date?" Harry gaped.
He had thought Gin was just playing with him. Actually, he still might be.
"Yeah!" Gin nodded. "A date. So, how bout it?"
"I'm a bit busy." Harry lied smoothly
Dieing and coming to Hueco Mundo had greatly helped his lying abilities.
Gin pouted.
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"Dear Lord." Harry sighed palming his face.
Aizen and the Arrancar in the room all stared at Gin as he leapt into his room, his sword brandished wildly. He was dressed in a ruffled white shirt, black leather pants, knee high boots and had a three pointed hat with a bright red feather sticking out. An eye patch covered one eye and a doodled skull decorated the other cheek.
"Arrrgh!" he growled brandishing the sword and striking a pose.
He spotted Harry and grinned wildly leaping over.
"Hello Poppet!" He purred, "Imma love pirate and Imma 'ere ta steal yur heart! Arrggh!"
Harry stared. As did the majority of the room. Grimmjow broke the silence with great heaves of laughter. Others followed quickly. Even Aizen was hiding a chuckle.
"So how 'bout it?" Gin grinned crookedly. "Will ya be ma saucy wench?"
"No." Harry said curtly.
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"Gin-sama." Ulquiorra said emotionlessly.
Harry sighed in exasperation and turned to face the man who had been practically stalking him for the past few weeks. He squeaked as he found the ex-shinigami inches from his face, grinning like a loon.
"Yur legs must be tired," He remarked, "Cause ya've been runnin' through ma mind all night."
Harry raised a brow. Gin frowned at the lack of reaction. He pulled a book out of his pocket and made a tick mark. Then he cleared his throat.
"If I coul' rearrange the alphabet I'd put U an' I together?" He flashed a grin.
"I prefer the alphabet the way it is now. With U far away from I."
He made another tick and flipped to another page.
"I was so enchanted by yur beauty tha' I ran into tha' wall over there. So Imma goin' ta need yur name and number for insurance purposes."
"You already know where I live." Harry said. "And you did not walk into any wall."
He made another tick.
"If I followed ya home would ya keep me?"
"No. I don't like pets."
"Do ya know karate? Cause yur body is really kickin'."
"Actually I use a style of hand to hand combat that uses the arms more often."
Another mark, another page.
"Hey, I'm doin' a survey of what people think are the cheesiest pickup lines. So, do ya pick 'Do you come here often?', 'What's your sign?', or 'Hey, I'm doin' a survey of what people think are the cheesiest pickup lines.'?"
"I'd have to say the second." Harry answered.
Another tick another page.
"Do ya have a mirror in yur pocket?"
"I don't have any pockets."
"Cause I can see myself in yur pants."
Harry stared at him. Gin frowned and made yet another mark.
"How about we make a deal Gin." Harry interrupted the next line. "Because this is getting annoying. I go on a date with you and you stop stalking and assaulting me with cheesy pick-up lines?"
Gin brightened immensely.
"One date!" Harry said warningly, "And I reserve the right to leave at any time."
"Deal!" Gin grinned. "And ya look sweet! Can I 'ave a taste?"
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"So where are we?" Harry asked looking around.
"The human world." Gin chirped.
"Obviously." Harry snorted. "I meant where in the human world."
"Japan."
Harry rolled his eye at the un-descriptive answer but decided he didn't really care.
"And where are we going?"
"On a date sweet cheeks!"
"Don't ever call me that again. Where on our date?"
"Well I was thinking a movie and dinner."
"Hmm." Harry said noncommittally, looking about.
"Would ya hold this for me while I go for a walk?"
Harry turned at Gin's creepy smile and noticed what he was holding out, offering to Harry to hold. It was his hand. Harry twitched slightly.
"Have you washed them recently?" He hissed.
"Yes!" Gin said offended.
"I suppose." Harry said hesitantly taking the hand.
Let it be known that Harry was not doing this just to get the silver haired man to drop the cheesy pick-up lines. Well actually it mostly was to get him to drop said lines, but Harry had also taken a good look at the man that was Ichimaru Gin. It could not be said that he did not like what he saw. In fact he very much liked it. Gin was handsome and tall with a good personality. He had a sense of humour and he could be kind and understanding. Even the rare time Harry had seen him frustrated he could get along with the silver haired man. Harry understood him.
And so for that reason he took the hand with a show of great reluctance and enjoyed the date behind a mask of rebuttal. Gin seemed to notice, or was acting like usual, and just grinned crazily the entire time freaking out more then one couple.
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"I… enjoyed our outing." Karasu said slowly as he stepped into the palace.
"Really! So did I!" Gin grinned.
The smaller man flickered his eyes over Gin's face and quirked his lips slightly.
"My lips are skittles, wanna taste the rainbow?" Gin blurted out.
The man before him blinked in surprise. Gin expected a curt refusal. Then the boy smiled slyly.
"I would love to taste the rainbow."
And he kissed him. Gin was still for a moment and when he thought to respond to the startling action the man had already pulled back and slipped into his room. Gin gazed dreamily after him.
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Harry was calmly playing Go with one of the Numeros when Gin burst into the room. Harry raised a brow at him expecting a cheesy pick up line. Just as he expected Gin smiled and opened the conversation.
"Hi, the voices in ma head tol' me ta come talk ta ya." He grinned.
"Should I be concerned?" Harry asked making his move on the go board. "Or should I just send you to the healing wing."
"Aww! If I was ill ya'd nurse me back ta health yurself." Gin whined. "Right?"
"…Maybe."
Gin brightened.
"That's almos' as good as a yes! I'll be right back! I've jus' gotta go find a shinigami ta taunt!"
"Gin." Harry warned not knowing if the man was really serious.
Gin turned back to him and blinked suddenly, gaining an odd look. Harry blinked as Gin leaned closer frowning at his face.
"What's tha' on yur face?"
"Huh?" Harry blinked before scrubbing at his face with his hands.
Gin pulled his hands away with a devious grin.
"Oh, must jus' be beauty. Here, let me get it off."
Gin then proceeded to kiss the living day lights out of him. When he pulled back Harry was left gasping.
"Hey, it's not comin' off!" Gin cried. "I'll jus' have ta try harder"
And Harry had no complaints.
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"Do ya believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by 'gain?" Gin chirped as he appeared next to Harry.
Harry just gave an inelegant snort.
"I've heard that one before." He replied.
"Huh. I 'aven't said tha' one before." Gin blinked.
"A different person."
"Who?" Gin asked.
Harry glanced at him. A smiling face met him like always. But this time it was much more creepy then just crooked. And Gin was quite still. The smile promised bloodshed.
"No one from here." Harry dismissed. "Someone from life."
"Ya can remember?" Gin paused, thrown for a loop.
"Yes. It's an oddity about me." Harry shrugged.
"Huh." Gin said. "Can ya remember yur family?"
"Slightly." Harry said easily, not saying his parents had been murdered and therefore unknown to him.
"Was either a baker?" Gin asked.
Harry blinked at the question. What the hell?
"Cause ya gotta nice setta buns."
Harry opened his mouth and closed it having no answer. Then he noticed Gin leering at his ass. He blushed.
"Shoo! And take your cheesy pick-up lines with you. I had thought agreeing to that date would stop them."
"Ahh! But ya love em." Gin grinned skipping past him. "Oh, and is this seat taken?"
Harry 'eep'ed as Gin groped his ass.
"Get out!"
Gin just laughed.
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"Hey ya." Gin greeted. "Can I see yur hand?"
Harry immediately noted that Gin was wearing a pair of white rabbit ears on his head. Harry took a moment to stare at them before he comprehended the question. He hesitantly held his hand out. Gin took it gently and procured a marker from his pockets. He drew a line down the center of Harry's palm.
"This is a big river." He explained.
Then he drew a blob on one side.
"And this is a bunny. He really needs ta get on the other side. How can he?"
"Can he swim?" Harry asked confused.
"The river is fast." Gin just smiled. "Bunny try ta swim go *glubglub*. Bunny try ta jump bunny go *glubglub*."
Harry thought over the answer for a few more minutes.
"I give up. How does he get across?" Harry sighed.
Gin looked down at him with an innocent expression.
"I don't know. I just wanted ta hold yur hand."
"You could have just asked." Harry quipped.
Gin blinked at the unpredicted reply. Then grinned widely.
"It's ma birthday! How 'bout a birthday kiss?"
"Is it really your birthday?" Harry blinked at the change of subject.
"No, but how 'bout a kiss anyway?"
"Well I do have a bunch of birthdays to make up for." Harry said.
Gin capitalized on the freely given opportunity.
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Gin sighed dreamily as he thought of his cute little raven. Wide green eyes and ruffled black hair as the boy cried out in pleasure. He could already hear the begs and pleads for more as Gin ravaged his cute little body.
"Gin."
Gin's daydream bubble popped as he heard a voice. He glanced up at Aizen who raise a brow at him.
"What was tha' Aizen-sama? I was driftin'."
"I could see that." Aizen said easily sipping at his tea. "I asked if you've gotten tired of your little sex toy yet but that dreamy look said no."
Gin twitched at Aizen's title for Karasu. No one was allowed to give his Karasu nicknames. Especially when the person meant them in an offensive fashion.
"Seducing a person takes a while." Gin quipped sipping at his own drink.
Aizen smirked.
"The great Gin is having trouble seducing a little virgin?"
Gin shot him a look but Aizen just smirked.
"You could always order him." Aizen dismissed his look. "You are above him in the hierarchy and he would have no choice but to listen."
Gin twitched again but hid it behind his drink.
"Perhaps." He said coolly.
Never. He would win his little Raven on his own merit through preservation and hard work. He would not ruin their relationship with orders.
"When is the battle?" Gin asked, diverting the topic.
"Soon." Aizen said easily, keeping everything close.
Gin narrowed his eyes but said nothing else.
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Gin stepped through the Garganta pulling Karasu with him. His little Raven was humming happily. Gin had needled another few dates out of him and he had revealed he would enjoy going for sushi. Gin was happy to take him.
"Tha' shirt looks great on ya. As a matter of fact, so would I." Gin purred.
Karasu raised a brow at him.
"No? How 'bout; that outfit would look good in a crumpled heap next ta my bed."
Harry cracked a slight smile.
"Are you inviting me into your room Gin?" Harry asked.
"Is yurs soundproof?"
"No."
"Then yeah, ma room." Gin purred.
"I don't know." Karasu teased.
Gin leaned in close, lips a hair's width away from Karasu's
"Can ya feel it? There's some kinda sexual attraction."
Karasu giggled and leaned up to kiss him. Gin clung to the smaller body and pulled him flush against him as he plundered the man's mouth with his tongue.
"Is tha' a yes ta my room?" Gin breathed as they pulled back.
Karasu just smiled and tugged him back into the open room. Gin grinned wildly and kicked the door shut behind him.
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"So, You, me, handcuffs, and whipped cream; interested?" Gin smirked.
Karasu lightly slapped him on the shoulder.
"Please don't do that disgusting homo stuff in front of me." Noittra sneered at them.
Gin turned a glare on the fifth Espada who shrunk back at the projected killing intent.
"Gin." Karasu said lightly. "Don't kill the subordinates."
"Tch." Gin sneered.
"Gin."
Everyone paused and looked to Aizen. Aizen raised a brow and Gin stiffened before nodding once. He turned and gently tugged Karasu back from the meeting room.
"What was that about?" Karasu asked curiously.
"He was jus' telling me ta leave Noittra alone." Gin lied.
Aizen didn't really care what happened to Noittra but he would be good cannon fodder for the fight. That was happening tomorrow if that's what Aizen's hand sign meant. Gin led Karasu back to his room making sure to avoid the running messengers and grunts that were helping everyone get ready for tomorrow.
"So what about my earlier offer?" Gin asked quirking a brow.
"Do you actually have handcuffs and whipped cream?" Karasu asked.
"Wanna see?"
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Harry woke slowly, content to just relax into the soft bed that was Gin's. He only opened his eyes as he realized there was no secondary body in bed with him. He blinked and tried to roll over. A clank of chain reminded him he was still handcuffed from the night before.
"Gin?" Harry question lifting himself up far enough to look around the room.
It was empty. On the bedside table sat a meal. Harry could just reach it with his handcuffs. He ate it slowly, wondering what Gin was doing when he spotted the note. It had been under his plate. Looking over it he felt himself start to twitch.
Dear Karasu
Went to fight the shinigami with Aizen and the sticks-in-the-mud. Be back after epic fight. Or maybe not. But I know you'll nurse me back to health if I'm hurt!
Anyways, as second in command I'm ordering you to; Stay. I don't want you getting involved. I know you don't like fighting and I'm being selfish in my desire to keep you safe. If you get any ideas about ignoring this command then the handcuffs will stop you. They're super duty reiatsu-proof. Good luck escaping those! Mwhahahaha!
Anyways, love you.
P.S. If I had a hundred yen every time I saw a person as beautiful as you I'd have a hundred yen.
"Still with the cheesy pick-up lines." Harry snorted.
He read the note over once more. He quickly concluded that the 'final battle' was happening and that Gin had apparently handcuffed him to the bed so that he wouldn't be able to go fight with them. Wonderful.
Now he just had to escape the handcuffs and go find Gin. Then kick the bastard for tricking him.
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Gin cursed dodged a blow from Masumoto's sword. He wiped a bit of blood from his cheek and dodged yet another blow.
"Just tell me why you turned traitor." Masumoto pleaded as she attacked viciously.
"He promised me quite a bit of stuff." Gin said with a teasing grin.
Masumoto growled her fury and charged again. She never noticed Gin drawing her further and further from the center of the fake town and away from the most danger. He kept her busy with dodging and faked attacks. She never noticed his attacks weren't meant to kill or even harm her all that bad.
Their battle drug on, till both were exhausted. It was easy to say that Gin was much stronger then Matsumoto, but holding back took a lot more strength then going full out and he exhausted himself as quickly as she did.
They were standing across from one another, panting and sweating, each to tired to try and make a move when the blast rang out. Well not so much a blast, as a very angry person jumping from a rip in the sky between them and throwing his reiatsu out to knock Matsumoto back and Gin aside. The two blinked in shock and waited for the dust to clear to see their new enemy. Gin gave a short squeak as he saw a very angry Karasu standing between them. Matsumoto raised her blade wearily trying not to show how tired she was and hide her trembles from the power this man gave off.
"Giiiinn!" Karasu hissed.
Gin, for a moment, pictured red horns growing out of the short man's head and fire escaping with his voice.
"Eep." Gin squeaked. "Uh, I can explain!"
Matsumoto stared at them in shock and confusion.
"I'm going to skin you alive." Karasu hissed. "Do you know how long it took me to escape from your handcuffs?"
"Tha' was the point." Gin said bravely.
"Handcuffs?" Matsumoto couldn't hold back the snort. "Getting kinky with your subordinate?"
"Why yes actually." Gin answered unabashed. "I chained him ta the bed and ravaged him."
Matsumoto choked.
"And then you left me handcuffed for some noble reason while you went to fight." Karasu snarled.
"I wouldn' say noble." Gin protested. "It was actually my selfish desire ta come back afte' the battle and find ya upset and hot, then plunder the rest of what ever innocence ya have left while doing unspeakable things ta yur body with my tongue."
For a long moment there was silence. Then Matsumoto snorted, trying to hide it behind a hand before bursting into laughter. The two men stared at her as she collapsed holding her sides.
"Only you Gin." She laughed.
"This is the woman?" Karasu asked.
"Huh?" Matsumoto and Gin both said in confusion.
"The woman that you have a picture of in your nightstand drawer. I heard you apologizing to it a few times before." Karasu said. "Something about having to leave."
There was a long stretch of silence. Gin didn't meet either of their eyes as Matsumoto stared at him and Karasu just waited. .
"What?" Matsumoto finally asked.
Karasu gave her a smile.
"I've seen him staring forlornly at your picture and apologizing for hurting you. Something about being a spy."
Both of the others sucked their breath in. Matsumoto in shock and Gin in fear.
"What do ya mean? I'm not a spy." Gin denied.
"Gin," Karasu said, "Do I look like I'll go report you to Aizen?"
Gin winced.
"You're a moron Gin." Matsumoto said tightly. "Talking to a photo of me while your lover was in bed with you. Some would call that cheating."
Karasu just watched as Gin winced and Matsumoto stared with wet eyes.
"You're a moron." She said again, a sob escaping her lips. "All this time I thought you…"
"I'm sorry." Gin apologized hesitantly.
"You moron!" Matsumoto sobbed again, getting close enough to smack him before breaking down again and clinging too him.
Gin hesitantly held her, glancing up at Karasu. He was surprised when the arrancar just smiled at him.
"Who is winning this battle?" Karasu asked.
"Between the shinigami and the arrancar?" Gin asked.
"Yes." Karasu nodded.
"It's pretty equal but the shinigami are slowly gaining dominance. Though that could change."
"What side do you want to win?" Karasu asked him.
Gin stared at the man in front of him.
"The Shinigami." He whispered.
Karasu stepped over to him.
"May I have him for a moment Matsumoto?"
"Of course." The woman sniffed. "You are his lover after all."
"He shall always love you as his sister though." Karasu answered bluntly.
Matsumoto sniffled.
Then Karasu grabbed Gin and pulled him down for a mind blowing kiss. Gin responded just as eagerly. When they pulled back Karasu looked into his eyes with those deep green orbs and smiled. The smile made Gin's heart beat lightly, happily. He could feel all Karasu's love in that smile.
"I love you." Karasu said.
"I love ya too." Gin smiled softly.
Karasu pulled back.
"Watch over him Matsumoto."
"Of course." Matsumoto nodded. "You are going to fight?"
"Absolutely not!" Gin blurted out. "I won't see ya hurt."
"I can handle myself Gin." Karasu said easily still smiling.
He leapt back as Gin tried to grab him and pulled free the curved blade that was tucked at his waist.
"Let us fly together, over the world of mortals and sins. Let us deny this reality for it has sinned and betrayed us, broken us and killed off our innocence. Awaken and deny, Togiretogire Jitsuzai."
Gin and Matsumoto braced themselves as a shock wave of power exploded from Karasu. When the dust cleared this time they were both left staring. Karasu looked the same as always, but a few things had changed. One was that bone had grown over each hand like gloves, ending in sharp claws. Bone had also appeared over his body from the neck down, hugging his skin like armour that was barely noticeable beneath his clothes. The headband of bone had widened, making a larger band almost like a helmet. The second and largest change were the wings. Large beautiful wings made entirely of black bones had sprouted from his back and hung behind him like angel wings.
Gin stared at Karasu's Resurrección form. Slowly a thought dawned on him.
"Y-you're a vasto Lorde?" Gin choked in shock.
"I suppose." Karasu said lazily. "Now stay."
And then he was gone leaving the two enemies that were once again friends with a few problems.
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Harry appeared at the center of the fake town with nary a sound. Everyone blinked and suddenly he was there. Before anyone could blink even once more he was on the Arrancar Wonderweiss, attacking brutally. The smaller boy was thrown across the block and smashed through four different buildings.
"What are you waiting for?" He snapped at the shinigami captain that was eyeing him in surprise. "Aizen's open!"
"I knew you'd-" Aizen started with a sneer.
He never got to finish as Yamato saw his chance and took it, throwing his flames at the traitor. Aizen was forced to dodge. A few more people joined the commander and drove Aizen back more. Harry turned in time to catch Wonderweiss's thrown punch. Staring into the childish innocent face Harry felt a pang.
"I'm sorry little one. Hopefully when you are reborn you will live."
He pinned the struggling boy to the ground. Even in his Resurrección form the boy could not throw Harry off.
"Please send him on." Harry said softly.
A shinigami appeared out of nowhere and nodded curtly. Harry watched the whole thing, eyes never leaving the boy's. When the last spirit particle vanished he let up on the pressure.
"Thank you…"
"Yumichika."
"Thank you Yumichika."
"No problem. We are the same side after all." The man smiled beautifully.
Harry gave a short nod and used sonido to appear behind Aizen. The man cursed and dodged the blow from his sharp talons.
"I take it you are on our side then, vasto lorde." The commander stated as Harry leapt back beside him.
"I am with Gin." Harry said easily.
"Gin?" Aizen blinked. "Of course."
Harry gave him no opportunity to say anything else as he attacked in sync with the commander captain.
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Harry slumped against the building behind him and felt glad for the solid surface behind him. He let out a deep breath and clumsily started to wrap his shoulder. When the orange haired shinigami had turned Arrancar he had lost all senses. Harry had been lucky to avoid anything more then a wound to his shoulder. Harry had not felt an ounce of pity as the man tore into Aizen.
"There ya are."
Harry glanced up to find gin looking at him with a crooked smile that tried to hide all his worry.
"Here I am." Harry smiled weakly.
"Ya gave me a frigh' when I felt yur energy clash with Aizen's." Gin grumbled. "Come on, ups a daisy."
Harry let Gin pull him to his feet and help him.
"Hang on." Gin said and then used a shunpo.
They appeared next to an area that was obviously a place medical had been set up.
"Gin." A man in one of the beds snarled trying to raise and draw his sword.
A kindly looking woman with a long black braid gently pushed the man back and smiled at Gin.
"It is good to see you again Gin." She smiled. "You have sustained no injuries from your stay as a spy in Aizen's camp?"
A sharp intake, of breath overtook most of the people in hearing range and mutters soon started yup. Harry had no doubt the info would be all around the place within minutes.
"None." Gin grinned. "But my friend Karasu here has sustained injuries from the battle."
"Let's see then." She said easily.
Even though he knew his hollow hole and bone ears were visible she said nothing and healed his arm in seconds.
"Thank you." He said.
"You're welcome." She smiled.
"Come on. We've gotta go talk ta the captain." Gin said grabbing Harry again.
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Harry stretched contentedly as he walked down the halls of the formerly name Los Noches, now just referred to as the Palace. Since Aizen had been destroyed the Arrancar and the shinigami had come to an understanding/ truce. The arrancar would not interfere in the human world or attack shinigami unless in self defence and the shinigami would do the same. Nothing could be promised about the regular hollows but the shinigami had understood that.
With the death of Aizen the orderly system in Los Noches had also fallen apart. Harry himself and many of the other stronger Arrancar had quickly beaten down all rebellions and organized the chaos quickly though. Instead of a single ruler there was now a council of ten. Harry and Harribel being on said council along with Nel, and Starrk and Linette who they had dug up from rubble still alive. A few other of the Privaron Espada had also joined said council.
They didn't really need to rule or anything as there was no real reason to fight anymore. Instead of being a military they had become a community. The palace was their home. There were duels, and adventures, and hunts, and many even traveled to the human world to relax. Harry had even started cooking classes as odd as it sounded.
Though the Arrancar were warriors, creatures of misery and war, they had thrived even in the peace. They had other hollows and tournaments after all to calm their bloodlust. Shinigami even showed up for such fighting tournaments. A man named Zakari was one of the most frequent visitors, coming every week or so to challenge someone.
"Hey there little Raven, I hope ya know CPR because ya took ma breath away."
Harry chuckled and spun around in the arms that had trapped him to face his smiling fox.
"Sorry I'm not that good at CPR."
"What's a nice guy like ya doing in a dirty mind like mine?" Gin smirked.
"I took a wrong turn at Alburkerky."
"Roses Are Red, Candle Light Flickers, After The Meal, Its off With The Knickers."
"Sorry I don't wear knickers."
Gin's grin stretched into a leer.
"If I were ta ask ya for sex, would your answer be the same as the answer ta this question?"
"Why yes I do believe it would be." Harry said wrapping his arms around Gin's neck. "Just no more cheesy pick-up lines dear."
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The End.
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