Tite Kubo owns Bleach, i do not, :(
Chapter II
"Damn, I'm so lost, everything looks the same here," Zansatsu thought to himself as he walked down another hallway in Las Noches. Every corridor was practically identical. He had no idea where he was going, or how to get back the way he came.
"Shit, I'm gonna be late for my first day training," he thought to himself, "the note on my door said I was sparring partners with Nnoitra. He didn't seem like the kind of person who'd accept an "I got lost" excuse."
He turned another corridor and saw the tenth Espada, Yammy, walking as well. Zansatsu was about to ask him how to get to the training room, when another arrancar came around the corner. She had short blue hair and a horn on her head. Yammy didn't see her and walked right into her.
"Watch where you're going bitch," Yammy snarled taking the arrancar by the arm and throwing her against the wall.
"Hey, you ran into me asshole," she choked out.
"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to," Yammy yelled, pinning her against the wall by the throat, "I'm a fucking Espada. You lowly Fraccion need to learn your place."
He brought his other arm back, balled in a fist. The arrancar closed her eyes and braced herself for a blow to the head. Zansatsu flash stepped over and grabbed Yammy's arm before he could land the blow.
"Eh, what the hell do you want?" Yammy spat, "can't you see I'm trying to teach this bitch a lesson!?"
Zansatsu stared at him with a look of disgust on his face. "If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a man who would hit a woman." He then tightened his grip on Yammy's arm and twisted it behind his back, a loud sickening crack told him that he'd broken Yammy's arm.
"OW, what the fuck!" Yammy yelled in pain as he dropped to one knee.
"Not very fun being on the receiving end of something like this, is it?" Zansatsu snarled at him, twisting his arm further behind his back, making sure that Yammy felt the pain of every bone in his arm breaking. "Now, apologize to her right now, or I swear I'll tear your arm off completely."
"S-s-sorry," Yammy croaked out.
"Good," Zansatsu said, "consider this a warning, and if it happens again, I WILL kill you." Zansatsu released his arm, "Get to the infirmary, I broke seven of your bones, it'll take a while to heal." Yammy stalked off, holding his arm in agony. Zansatsu turned his attention to the arrancar. She looked absolutely dumbfounded.
"What the hell was his problem?" Zansatsu said. She didn't say anything, but just stared at him.
"You ok?" Zansatsu asked. When he looked at her, he noticed that her eyes were different colors, her right eye being blue, and her left one amber. He couldn't help notice that she was quite attractive.
"Why did you help me?" she asked.
"What are you talking about?" Zansatsu said, "he was about to make your face part of the wall. You expected me to just stand there and let him?"
"Well, kind of, yeah," she said, "he's an Espada, and I'm just a Fraccion."
"I could care less about titles or any of that shit," Zansatsu said, shrugging, "in my eyes, any man who would assault a woman like that deserves what he got and more."
"Well, thank you, if there's anything I can do, let me know," she said.
"Actually, there is something you can help me with," Zansatsu said.
She turned around, frowning, "Ok then, I guess I do owe you saving my ass. Let's just get it over with." Zansatsu was confused, and then she started to unzip her uniform.
"Whoa whoa whoa," he said, stopping her from going any further, "you thought I meant THAT?" She looked up at him, "That's pretty much what every guy around here means." "Well, that's not what I meant," Zansatsu said, "I need to get to the training room, and I'm completely lost."
"Oh," she said, blushing slightly, "well, I know where that is, just follow me."
"Thanks, I'm Zansatsu, by the way."
"Oh, you're that Shinigami that arrived last night, the Espada I serve under told me about it" she said, "my name's Apache."
"Which Espada do you serve under?" he asked, trying to remember the route they were taking to the training room.
"I'm one of the three Fraccion that serves under Halibel, the third Espada."
He remembered Halibel, she was the only female Espada, as well as one of the few that didn't sneer at him while Aizen was interrogating him.
"Here it is, the training room," she said, opening a large door.
"Thanks a lot," Zansatsu said, smiling at her as he walked in. Nnoitra was waiting for him. "You're late," he said.
"Yeah yeah," Zansatsu said, drawing his Zanpakutou, "but believe me, the wait will have been worth it. I hear you're the most bloodthirsty Espada of them all, and if that's the case, then I think we're gonna get along just fine."
Nnoitra grinned, "let's go then," he swung his weapon at Zansatsu with all his might. He blocked it and aimed a slash at Nnoitra's chest. It was a direct hit, but left no wound.
"Heh, you got some tough skin," Zansatsu said, "looks like I don't have to hold back."
"I'd be offended if you did," Nnoitra charged. Zansatsu flash stepped behind him and delivered a powerful kick to the side of Nnoitra's head. The force of the kick sent Nnoitra flying across the room and into the wall.
"Now THIS is what I've been waiting for," he said, getting to his feet and spitting a mouthful of blood onto the ground, the smile on his face wider than ever, "finally, I get a sparring partner who isn't such a pussy."
The two of them fought for hours. Apache was watching the two of them for a while.
"This guy really is something," she thought to herself, "he forced Yammy into submission effortlessly, and him and Nnoitra have been going at it for the past two hours." After watching the two for another ten minutes, she started heading back to her room, Mila-Rose and Sun-Sun weren't going to believe what happened to her today.