Hey guys sorry about the long delay. But here it is finally. I will start posting the rest soon enough. When I put this on quizilla I never finished it...well that is going to change because once these chapters have been all caught up I will post the missing chapters you guys have been really waiting for. Just hang in there. We're doing good so far. ;)

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Chapter 12: Truth

~Grimmjow~

I had felt something back there at the carnival I just know it! But it wasn't just him I felt back there. There were others. Others that were just further out of my reach to sense them, but that wasn't the case right now.

Ren was upstairs resting now from the shock she went in just as we were leaving the Carnival. My hands were still shaking from the sudden violent outbursts she began to have. It was bizarre.

I gotta admit, this is the first and only time I've ever felt truly...Sc-,...Anxious! I mean, the way she was thrashing around in my arms and the way she was screaming…

When she had finally fallen asleep I stayed in the kitchen drinking the same pot of coffee, just replaying everything back in my mind like it was still reoccurring over and over again.

Hold her down! Ren screamed at the top of her lungs almost as if she was in extreme agony.

Her body was overheating and completely drenched from head to toe in sweat, so much that with the heat only eroded so far to the point that the boys had to instinctively pull the clothes she was wearing right off her body. There was no time to wait, She's on fire. Try laying her on the mat. Hurry. The man Tessai's voice echoed.

Suddenly, Ren threw her arms up in the air, thrashing her head against the floor boards just in time to convulse upward and smack Kisuke straight in the face when he had finally came and tried to help.

Then she kicked Renji in the stomach, causing him to double over a little before he quickly grabbed onto her feet.

KISUKE HURRY UP! Ichigo yelled doing his best to help hold down Ren's arms.

I held her down as much as I could too, keeping her close to me, making sure she wouldn't hit me in the process.

But her screeching cries was the thing that truly broke me inside...Grimmjow? Grimmjow!

I couldn't tear my eyes away from her painful expression, her sounds of anguish and despair. I could see every gut wrenching expression spilled from her lips, her eyes...I could feel it looking at her...And the heart I never knew existed began to swell as I felt my eyes start to sting. I didn't do it though...I wasn't going to. I couldn't… Grimmjow! "Grimmjow?" I shot my head up when I heard the sound of Renji calling my name.

I sat back in the chair I leaned back in, and rubbed my eyes of the sleepless night, "What?" Was all I could reply, although I wasn't too friendly about it.

"Urahara thinks you should get some rest. It's been hours since you've slept." I just stared at him a little annoyed, "Not until I know Ren's better. That woman is always so full of pride and strength. Why is it she can go from 60 to 0 in a matter of seasons and changes like that?" I knew she was sick, but I figured she only got sick when the cold seasons rolled in.

Suddenly, Renji sat in the chair across from me and began to eye me down.

What the hell was he doing? I watched him carefully cocking a brow in more annoyance, "What the hell are ya lookin at?" Now I was getting more irritated by the second, but Renji only closed his eyes and crossed his arms before placing his feet on the side of the table.

"Grimmjow? Ren's going to be fine. She's dealt with this for years, she'll get through it." I eyed him the whole time and for some reason... I didn't believe him. I could see the running through his eyes. This was definitely not normal.

I then leaned over and placed my coffee cup on the table.

I chuckled coldly with a fake smirk showing that his lie only pissed me off more, "I don't believe you. You might think I'm an idiot Shinigami, but I'm smarter than I look." There was a long pause before I stood up from my seat and leaned even in more towards Renji with a threatening stare, "Why don't you really tell me what's really wrong with Ren?"

The red head just stared me down, almost studying me before he replied, "I can't."

I gritted my teeth in anger; Oh yeah, now I'm pissed. With the short temper sparked I jumped over the table and yanked him by his shirts collar, "You know something you ain't tellin' me ya bastard, so spit it out! Why is she acting like this! Why is she in so much pain!" My voice boomed. What were these bastards hiding from me?

Renji told me nothing. Before I could chew his ass out more, that perverted blonde man Urahara walked in with a solemn look on his face, putting a bloody rag of some sort in a hamper near the kitchen's entrance.

Why was it covered in blood I wondered as I stared back at Hat and clogs, "I'll tell you." He said simply.

Hearing that made me loosen my grip on Renji finally, and as I shoved him away, the red head only who seemed stunned at the old man's answer. Urahara went over to the stove and turned on one of the burners that held a tea kettle of water, "But it's a long and dreadful story, I hope you're up for it..." He suddenly turned his head slightly to the side, my eyes catching contact with his while stared back at me with caution, "Are you ready to hear the real truth of Ren's pass?"

I had a stern look on my face by this time, and took a few steps forward with still gritting my teeth...My eyes glossed over with worry, "Just tell me what's wrong with her."

~ Ren ~

Her body was still screaming in such horrible pain. It was unlike any other she had ever felt. And these images of killings and blood shed weren't helping her unsettling stomach.

She felt like a hammer was ramming in her skull it was nauseating. Then, suddenly a knock was at the door, and Ren turned to see only Kisuke standing before her. He was talking, but his voice wasn't heard, as if she had gone deaf.

Then his lips stopped moving only indicating that he had stopped talking and put out his hand reaching out for her. When he did this, Ren looked up to his open palm and looked back up at him in question. Then noticing with her keen senses that he wasn't wearing his usual striped hat like he usually did.

He also looked fairly young and wore his once Captains Hakama as if they were back in Soul Society. How could this be… It threw off the small Arrancar as she sat up from her spot in bed, or at least she had assumed she did, and stood before her friend looking into his eyes more to see that same look he had been giving all those years ago when she was behind bars. Gentle and welcoming, caring and loving. Goofy.

Tears began to roll down the sides of the woman's cheeks when an overwhelming feel of guilt, anger, and sorrow over took her body. She felt cold as ice and her body shook with fear.

What had happened, was all she could wonder until she realized a familiar face glaring at him. No, there were a few of them, shaking their heads and pointing fingers at him in a violent manner, but Kisuke…He just kept smiling at Ren, looking pass the others that screamed and yelled at him, as well as her apparently, "She's obviously a monstrosity! She killed over thousands upon thousands of members of Soul Society as well as the Rukon District! Forty innocent by standards, and 9 killed! How can we forgive such a crime like this! Ren Shinju, and Kisuke Urahara… Catpain of the 12th Division are here by Exiled from Soul Society!"

It was a glimpse and a memory in a matter of seconds. Ren remembered bits and pieces of that day, there was never really a whole picture in her mind, just pieces shattered around her until she could fix the puzzle herself. She was really still just a kid when she had been accused of such terrible things.

And no one ever told the woman what she had truly done. Kisuke always told her he would set things right one day, but he never really explained what he meant, she thought it was just by Aizen and nothing more than that. But, maybe there was a reason he didn't want her to know.

Or at least that's what she assumed, the feeling of knowing was just to strong in her, and now, with everything seeming to crash down on Ren fast, the memories only seemed to get stronger and rushing through her head at a mile a minute.

Again, there was another vision that disturbed Ren fast in her sleep. A memory that terrified her. There was blood everywhere and many dead bodies surrounded her with their Zanpakutos laying beside them. Some still attempting to attack her with no regrets, no remorse.

Next thing she knew their hands were still gripped tightly to their handles that they bled as their serious injuries did, bleeding out until there wasn't a bright color to their face, Why are they doing this! Why is this happening to me! Ren wanted to ask out loud but your body and mind thought differently, feeling calm but heavy and almost tired, with no control of herself as she walked over her human made road with a freakishly monstrous form.

She couldn't even put into word what she was. It was her body, but with new things attached to her, as if she was a skeleton of some sort. She was deathly afraid inside, her body on a rage to kill anything in her path with no remorse Stop it… Thirsting for blood. What were these actions that made her do such horrible things? Where were they coming from? Anger? Sadness? Pent up frustration? Maybe she went mad after being locked up for so long she had no choice, but to kill.

Maybe, it was just a part of her she never knew…Her dark passenger, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! This isn't me! It wasn't-, As a little girl, she would randomly cry after they were banished. Not sure of what she did or what went wrong that they could no longer trust her in their home.

What should've been a simple day, turned into something out of a nightmare…And she was the monster. That's what it was, why everyone treated her different, why she felt that no one would ever love her. Except Kisuke of course, but before Grimmjow, it nearly seemed hopeless.

What hurt most is that she felt she hadn't don't anything wrong and stayed clueless of her past. Now she understood why Kisuke had started a new life for them both after Aizen had taken over, and the S.S. pointed fingers at the one responsible. Well, really it was her fault but because of this incident, Kisuke was banished.

He could've been killed because of her.

He always tried so hard to keep her safe, to teach her how to control her feelings through training her to fight and in doing so, helping her learn how to defend herself, and control her temper. She couldn't say she was an easy child, and for that she was blessed with her friend's patience; she knew without him she'd be lost.

Suddenly your former self, as well as everything memory wise had vanished into the abyss like water running down a drain. It was almost making her sick, Wait! She tried to reach out and grab for it but that familiar heaviness of being impair came about, and her entire form felt that it had been weighed down to the ground.

Then, something made her give a jump scare, "Are you really that curious?" An unknown voice chuckled in amusement. She slowly turned her sleepy eyes to the shadows behind her and scanned the shadows that surround her, Who are you? When she asked, a white shadow came from the darkness, smiling and giggling at her, like how she would, "You're such a silly, silly girl."

Why's that?

"Because you only know so much of your past and wish to know more. It's hilarious!" Ren growled when she realized who she had been having a conversation with and grinned her teeth at the former hollow shadow of herself. She struggled to her feet, loosing balance when she had tried to straighten out her shoulders and back bone, If I want to know what is I did that caused everyone to hate me and grieve so much, then why not! It'll probably explain why I'm ill. It isn't exactly normal to be sick almost 24/7

"Oh…..That's right….It's getting worse isn't it?"

Are we really going to point out the obvious? Ren smirked this time, placing her hands to her hips in a mocking manner, instead, the dark hallow grinned back, You know something about it don't you? You just refuse to tell me for some reason… The smirk on the hollows lips faded into a grim frown.

For a moment she seemed thrown off by her own quick expression but then again her inner hallow had seen Ren at her worst. But again the darkness smirked to herself, shaking her head as she chuckled back at herself, "I ain't saying. Sorry. Find yourself another snitch. Actually if it's anyone you should ask it's that blasted father of yours…"

Kisuke wouldn't have done this to me!

"No, no, not that idiot! The other one who caused you to get sick!

Suddenly everything faded into the background and Ren shot up in a cold sweat from her 'dream.' Now being awake, and everything finally coming together, the girl looked down at her hands in distraught. She had come to the realization of what was happening to her, Father? Her body shook and her temperature went up like a fever with her eyes wide in horror when she had finally come to the verge of tears in frustration, "No… he isn't…! NO!"

~Grimmjow~

I fell back in my seat completely in utter shock of this news. I was devastated from what that bastard had told me, "You-, You son of a bitch…" That's really all I could sat to him as I placed my hand over my mouth and wiped between the corner of my lips to keep myself calm.

That was it? She was an experiment made by Kisuke when he found her, and he left her down there in that cell until she had sprouted into a pure hollow? A hollow that wasn't a soul at one point. Hell, she had never knew life before death, she was just-, a hollow born from science. Everything I thought she was, wasn't just a lie to me, but to her as well.

"How could you hide that from her?" I asked gritting my teeth over a piece of my knuckle's skin, grinding it until it near bled. I then looked to him with eyes that could kill him if they could, but Urahara just stayed quiet for a moment before he removed the fan from his frowning face, and looked down to me from where I sat, "Well, if I told a 10 year old little girl that, how do you think she would've felt? How could I tell her that she isn't technically real? That I made her with these two hands, from a thought on paper?"

"It would've at least been the truth! She deserves that much! She thinks she's an arrancar, but really she's not! She was a mod soul created into a hollowed soul by your words! By your orders!" I exclaimed rising to my feet. I knew he could feel my breath on his face, but his face never changed to my move.

Instead, his eyes softened, "And for that I have a loving, caring daughter…" I couldn't say anything, I was surprised by his answer, and backed away with a huff to sit back down in the chair with my fingers running through my hair. I was trying to keep cool but who could after hearing news like that!

Suddenly, I noticed the old man looking down at his hands, giving us both space between each other while he gaze began to mellow more, showing ever lasting regret than anything. But it was too late to be regretting now.

Trying to calm my nerves I threw my head back against the back of the chair and gazed up at the ceiling, "So…Now what old man? You gonna to tell her now that she's getting worse, or should I?"

Kisuke sighed and lowered his hands, "Not yet…" I was beginning to feel my heart start to swell up with annoyance. With the anger that burned just below the flame, "Because it's not just 'that' that's making her sick. It's what Aizen did to her before we were exiled… He did something to her soul, since her body doesn't recognize it." Ichigo and me must've been the only one confused when he said that because, again, Renji and Kisuke already knew what had been happening to Ren this whole time.

"What're you talking about?" I asked demanding answer, my voice gruff and loud.

"Well, before Ren-Chan was born, I'd been working on a research that combined humans souls to hollow and Reaper DNA. Actually, the body came from where you both originated from." He said it so proudly it churned my stomach with disgust. I wanted to punch him in the face, "So! There's gotta be more to it than just her DNA! She told me you found her in a cage! So how the hell did you have help in her creation!"

"Hold on Grimmjow, be patient, I'm getting to the good part. Now, when I found her, I didn't know she what she was until I ran a DNA test on her. I realized that with her being an out cast in the Soul Society, it was going to be hard for people to accept what she was, considering I wasn't the one that made her. I did more test, more research, anything I could get my hands on to help with the research. For a while, having Ren-Chan as my little assistant was nice. I felt like I had gained something more than I had bargained for. But I have no regrets when it comes to Ren. She is my daughter. And that's that."

I shrugged, "Great sentiment and all but where does her getting sick come into all this?"

"I'm getting to that. Well, apparently the hogioku that I made awhile back, the one that a certain person stole was actually making the girl sick. Whatever it was, the power it possessed made Ren change. Her attitude would be sour, she's scream and throw things, or like now, she'd get sick, unable to move. I wasn't entirely sure why until someone started rammaging through my files, taking samples, that sort of thing. Then…It happened." Everyone went silent.

The only one to speak was Ichigo, "What happened?"

"You know what happened to the Vizards? Well, apparently Ren was just an escape goat for Aizen to make Shinji Hirako, and his friends what they are now. He used the hogioku on her, and made her go crazy. She killed a lot of people. A lot of good men. Not on purpose. Which was even worse. When Ren came to, she couldn't even remember what happened. She lost all memory of what happened that night. Then, when Ren and them were ordered to be executed, I took them and ran with Tessai. Sorry Ichigo, I should've said something. But, it didn't seem to be relevant."

Ichigo scoffed crossing his arms, "Yeah, well it's relevant now."

"You said Aizen? Sousuke Aizen?" Renji asked making sure he heard right, making me tense since I was still thinking of today at the fair. It was no coincidence to me, I knew what I felt. I could smell the grimy bastard from a mile away! But why was he so close? Why didn't he attack? What the hell was he planning, "Old man." I said getting his attention, along with the other two who stared over at me, "You knew Aizen was here, didn't you? He isn't as dead as we thought he was."

"W-Wait, Urahara is he serious!"

"Well…"

"You idiot and when were you going to tell us! We've should've been prepared for this!"

"Hey look, I wasn't entirely sure if it was true. After I had used the hogioku to seal him away, he some how used his connection to Ren to break the seal."

"Rrgh, Goddamn it! I knew I sensed that no good-," I punched the wall nearest to me. I was more than livid now, because the bastard had, not only come back, but used my mate to do so! This wasn't a game! Ren had been used like a puppet in between to mad men in their own ways, and for that I hated Kisuke Urahara, and if all he could do was watch from the side lines while she laid then I was going to do something about it…And he doesn't want me to do that, "How? Just because he has the hogioku he has the power to control Ren?"

Urahara set his hat down on the table, giving a long frown to Grimmjow and the others, "Sousuke Aizen is her real father." Everyone froze, every breath hitching in the room when the heard the truth. The real truth.

Renji stuttered, leaning over the table, "That can't be true…How are they related?"

"He made Ren for the soul purpose of being the next heir to his work. Of course, he couldn't have just any child, he had to make one."

"W-Wait, I'm confused, Urahara, when did you find out that Aizen was her…father?"

"Right after I found out he was going through my research. He didn't like the fact that I had found her down in what we like to call the 7th circle of hell, where we send most souls that cause the most problems."

"He had her caged, which makes it even more sick." Renji remarked, his eyes closed as he attempted to calm his nerves

"I once asked him why he needed a girl like Ren, why he created her to be a nationality of all three? He told me that even if she refused her true form her destiny was not her call to make. I disagreed with that. But when I realized what he meant by true form. It was too late to stop it. She was already out of control." Suddenly there was a loud slam of the front door.

At first I thought maybe it was one of the little brats or Tessai, but when I realized it was Ren running out that door, I jumped over my chair and dashed for the front, sprinting pass the screen door and onto the patio when I looked up to see Ren no where in sight, "Ren!" I called for her, but she didn't answer.

Even Renji and Ichigo came out to help but the results stayed the same, "REN!" I called even louder.

Nothing. "Damn it! Great! You see! She took off!" Kisuke only ignored my comment when he arrived outside, trying to probably search for which direction she went in, "This isn't good." Was all he said.

"Do you think she over heard us?" Wow, Renji was an observant one too, I was stuck with fucking morons! "Yeah, not only that, but if Aizen's still around, it won't be long before he gets his hands on her. She's a moving target. Renji, call the others."

"I'm on it." Shit! This can't be happening! Not now! I thought it was all over?! Damn it Ren, where the hell did you go?

~Back to Ren~

It was true! It was all true! There was more to Ren than she thought…This whole time she had been this monster, sick because of her father! That made it even worse that Sousuke Aizen was really her genetically related father. Tears streamed down her face, her sobs loud and full of pain as she leaped over building tops and houses trying to loose herself in the her home town from the others, How could he do this to me? I thought we didn't keep secrets…I thought we told the truth to each other! Why indeed.

All her life she thought you felt that Kisuke was your second chance at life, never knowing how or why she ended up where she did. But in the end Ren turned out to be nothing more than an heir to some freak, made & created by none other than the one man that no one liked.

She felt maybe that was the reason everyone always looked at her. Maybe in truth many knew who she was, and who made her. But if she believed that she would be one foolish girl.

Heart broken by the truth and angry at the world, the arrancar blindly ran to where ever she could, which was pretty much no where at the moment. She didn't really have anywhere to go, and no one to go to. Everyone already had some kind of grudge against her for their own personal reasons; of course now she definitely knew why.

She was now alone, Please…if there's anyone, anybody out there…Out here…Help me…

By this time, Ren had jumped down into an alleyway, looking back behind her to see if anyone had followed. Unfortunately she wasn't paying attention to what was in front of her, and came sprinting out of the street and straight into someone..

With a loud cry from the two of them, Ren landed right on top of that person to hear them mutter, "Ouch, my head! Owie Owie Owie…" The light haired girl gasped looking down to find that it was none other than Orihime who she had bumped into, "Inoue!" She exclaimed somewhat relieved to run into someone she knew, someone that actually didn't hold a grudge; out of all the people she knew, Orihime was the only girl that seemed unfazed by Ren. She was actually very nice to Ren at least to what she remembered, "Oh, R-Ren-Chan? How are you?" Ren didn't know what to say she could only grip her orange headed friend by her shoulders and pulled her up to her feet as she shook her urgently, "Orihime, I..I don't know what to do, I've found out things about me I don't understand, and I need help. Please?"

For a moment she stared at the arrancar confused and concern, the hot tears that streamed down her face so apparently, that she wondered how she could say no to that. And a small sigh left Orihime before she smiled and nodded, "Of course. I was just on my way home, so you have nothing to worry about." Ren's heart filled with even more relief and choked back a 'thank you' before they both dusted themselves and headed for her house which seemed a bit of a walk before they made it.

Ren was kind of happy her house was a few miles away from her own, she hoped that in the future, if she ever need a place to come to, this would be it. But she only hoped there would be a future. She needed time to clear her head and think things over.

Considering she was now a prime target to Aizen, Ren could only become more and more curious about her past….The past she never knew much about.

Just then Orihime placed a cup of water on the small coffee table in front of the woman. She just stared at the water for a moment, pondering and wondering about her DNA. About her mixed species. The new discovery.

"Is there anything else I can get for you?" Orihime was always so polite, and Ren could only smile up at her trying to seem not so distraught and distracted but Orihime was no fool. A slight airhead, but not stupid. "No, thank you. You've done enough already taking me in for the night. I'm sorry to trouble you like this though. I just…I just needed to get away that's all…" Orihime sat down next to Ren with her own cup in hand, staring down into her reflection in her glass table, "Ren, if there's something bothering you, I'm here to listen." The bags under Ren's lavender eyes and fair silk skin seemed dimmer than usual.

The sickness slowly creeping into her body like a fast working flu virus. Her health derailing little by little, and her entire mind felt like it was falling apart, "Well, you see…I found out something's about me, things that terrify and grotesque me. Some things that I blocked out for so many years. I still don't remember much, but…" Her eyes fell closed as tears threaten to stream down her face again. "Orihime…I'm not who I thought I was…I'm not human, or soul reaper…Or hollow…I'm not even sure how Kisuke explained it, but apparently I have Sousuke Aizen for my existence." Orihime gasped but remained quiet, her face saddened as she listened, "I don't even know how he did it. How am I even possible?" Orihime watched the girl carefully, seeing the tears just barely surfacing in her eyes as she looked to her friend, "He…Made me…I'm not even…me! I was genetically made to take up Aizen's place as…as…I don't know what! But now I know why no one likes me…Because I'm a part of him. I'm…" Orihime stared at her, her eyes sadden by Ren's words, by the look of shame in her eyes before she lowered her head to her knees to hide her face from her.

Including the world. Small whimpers and sniffles left her silently, even when Ren tried to control herself, the grief becoming a little more overwhelming that she had expected. She couldn't remember the last time she had cried like that, but for her, she felt it was unlike herself to be so tearful. So, with a wipe of her tears, Ren found the moment to breath, and let the clouds fogging her mind dissipate as Orihime scooted closer to the girl and took her hand in hers, "Ren…Please don't cry. You're a beautiful person inside I know it. Don't ever think that you're lower than what you are because of one little thing. You're different now right? So what's the point in giving up now that you're ahead?"

"You don't understand Inoue I'm not an Arrancar. Although I have the characteristics of one, I'm really just a successful experiment. I don't even know what I am to this guy." Orihime knew of Kisuke's old projects, only to give a small sweet smile to the unsure woman, "Yes, I do understand…Mr. Urahara might have kept what happened to you a secret…But he loves you. Like you were his own. Isn't love the most powerful thing in the world when it comes down to it? In the end he didn't just leave you in a cage, he took you with him, he saved you and he taught you all you knew and from what him, me, Ichigo and even Renji can see…" Rens ears tinged at the sound of Renji's name. The same fiery pineapple red head that use to be so close to her…

Her best friend…One of her oldest friends…He actually still cared?

Suddenly, Ren didn't feel so down anymore, she wiped her eyes again of any tears that may have stained her cheeks, and then she happily wrapped her arms around Orihime and gave her the biggest bear hug she could give without crushing the poor girl, "You're so awesome!" She had this little Kawaii smile that Ren couldn't help but smile back to. Why was she the one to make her smile? It wasn't a bad thing, but for a moment or two the lavender haired kitten felt like the whole world had crashed down on her, but now here she was, hearing from someone else that the people that she thought had stopped caring were still here for her.

Then, she felt the need looked down in a shy manner, but her light eyes on Orihime's, "Inoue? Does… Renji really still care about me?"

"Are you kidding! He's always worrying about you even when he tries to act sour about it. I forgot why he was acting like that but I remember you two were so close once. Actually, not to be prying…But what did happen to you and Renji." At first Ren thought about it, remembering every in a flash, and then shrugged it off when she realized none of it really matter how or why it happened. It just did, "I don't know. We use to do everything together and then all of a sudden…He stopped talking to me. He would shun me away like…I don't know. I just felt like I didn't even know him any more. At first I thought he was just being silly and just playing around, but soon after a couple of days of it, I began to notice he was treating me differently, and then finally…He snapped at me and told me to leave him alone. So, I did. That was the end of it. I kept my distance and continued to go on with my life never once asking Renji why he decided to treat me so differently." The young teen frowned at the sound of her short and sweet tragedy.

Yet all she was smile again at Ren, and pick her up to her feet, her hands in hers, "Maybe it's because he likes you more than you know. And he didn't know how to tell you." Ren's eyes slightly widened at her comment.

Her eyes grew to the size of saucers and she released her hands to smacked them over her mouth, "Oh goodness! I wasn't supposed to say that! Darn it Ichigo told me that was a secret!" Her expression caused Ren to giggle a little patting Orihime's shoulder with a reassuring grin, "It's alright. I mean…We were together at one point, but…It's in the past, you know. He left me, and well, I'm not one to try to gloat."

"I totally I understand. You're happy now right? With Grimmjow I mean."

"Yes, I actually I am. Surprisingly, Grimmjow's calmed down a lot since he's gotten here."

"Well that's because he has you now silly. Kind of hard for him to be the tough banana when he's got someone to keep him happy." The comment of the banana made Ren laugh a little thinking of the first time Grimmjow and her kissed, the banana that started it all.

But then Renji came to her mind again. Was her species what bothered him? Or was it because of something else? Only the red head knew the answer, "I wish I could tell him I was sorry. Sorry that I stopped trying to be his friend." She suddenly said, confusing Orihime for a moment before she understood that she was talking about Renji, "He'll come around, Ren. I'm sure of it. Because even when you think that we don't care. The truth is we really, really do." The once solemn look turned into a relieved and genuine one. "Thank you Orihime. For everything."

"Oh no, don't mention it. That's what friends are for."

Suddenly, out of shear randomness, it dawned on Ren, Grimmjow now knew she wasn't completely arrancar. Would he be angry because of it? " Oh god! What is Grimm-San going to think when he realizes what I am, and who I'm related to! I know I over heard them talking about me, but what if he doesn't-," Her whole thought processed stop, unwilling to say more as she clapped her hands over her mouth, "Oh I hope he doesn't hate me for it. I didn't even know who my creator…Father…Whatever was."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down Ren, It's like my big brother use to say, the people that are truly the closest to you, will surely love you no matter where you come from, and welcome you with open arms." It made sense, but Ren's heart wavered a little thinking of it. There was still that fact of Grimmjow being slightly stubborn and paranoid.

Then, Ren began to wonder what he was thinking right now. How much she missed him already being only away for an hour. What could be boggling his mind at this very moment. He must be so worried, if anything. Or maybe it wasn't like Orihime said and maybe he really was angry at her. Her heart suddenly began to swell with regret wishing she could have told him everything, or at least had known otherwise so she could've told him before he could ever fall for her.

And vice-versa.

How life was so cruel…Now the only thing left was to see what he would say. Would he really leave her because of what she was?

No, that wasn't like Grimmjow to leave just for that reason alone. But still, the itch of paranoia irritated her skull, causing Ren to sigh and look to the window near the sink.

She had noticed the moon was full tonight, and really bright considering it was slightly beginning to cloud over. Yet, you think the sit of the moon would've eased the girl.

She really did like the moon, and its shape, but as her form began to shiver, Ren's eyes began to become blury, her temperature rising as she doubled over nursing her stomach, "Oh…O-Orihime?" Her face fell pale and her lips even began to loose color as she fell to a knee, almost loosing her consciouness again, before she forced her body to stay awake.

"Ren? You don't look so good, what's wrong?" The arrancar's eyes hazily glanced at her, noticing Orihime's form fading in and out, "I don't feel too good either." She sat down on the floor and began to cough, almost having to pant in order to breathe, "Here, drink some more water." The orange haired girl handed Ren her cup before she could hold a hand to her forehead, gulping down as much water as she could without trying to vomit, "Have you had any medicine?" Inoue asked concerned.

"No…But I wish I should've before I ran away. Crap how could I forget about that medication! I'm such a fool." Ren was already on both hands and knees at this point, one of her hands only making its way to her neck to massage the lump that was suffocating her.

"Oooh…What should I do Ren…"

"Forget what I said about hiding, I need you to call Kisuke…H-He has-," Before Ren could finish her throat closed up more, making even harder to breathe. She coughed and gasped holding her neck with eyes swelling with tears, out of suffocation, "Ren-Chan!"

"H-Hurry…." She could feel an extraordinary pain spreading through her body, numbing her very fingers tips to the bone, until the sickly sensation in her stomach clashed around to make her double over and growl as Orihime called the boys.

Even if it was muffled to her ears, Ren knew that she was telling them to come.

Her whole world was becoming blurry and her head began to throb, only this time it was in soft beats.

Then, she suddenly felt a large tornado of wind take up half of the apartment into its world pool, causing you to squint your eyes as the person made their appearance. And just by their reitsu's, Ren could tell it couldn't have been the boys. It was too quick.

It was them.

The ones Kisuke mentioned about. Aizen, or at least one of his little henchmen that were here to bring you to him.

Ren and Orihime watched closely as the dust started to clear, only to find one Arrancar like herself, sort of, standing above the rubble, his white face with markings falling down his cheeks like tears. His eyes green as emeralds, but his hair as black as she had ever seen hair. Never had she seen hair so black

Ren's eyes sharpened when she saw him, his bright green demonic eyes staring back at her. His face was as expressionless as an abyss. Nothing showed. Neither anger nor any kind of excitement, nothing!

From what you were taught Arrancar like starting fights…They loved the scent of a good opponent. And here Ren was, Ms. 'Suppose to be one of the many best fighters,' laying back against the ground from the impact of the explosion he caused.

Yet he seemed like nothing more than a puppet for its master. You could already sense it without even having to. Just then the Arrancar stepped towards the two girls, not taking any precautions.

He should've though, Ren was in no mood for being kidnapped, "I take it you're not the pizza guy?"

The man was silent for a moment, looking over to Orihime, as if he knew her, then he looked back to the girl with the deadly lilac iris's, her eyes fixated on him, her gaze so sharp it could've burned him alive, "Aizen-Sama is expecting you..."

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