Chapter Three: Claim Me As Yours
Xandra didn't get much of a chance to rest when leaving the lab. Her yellow eyes widened sightly when she saw Gin before her. Something in her chest made it difficult to breath.
"What?", she asked dryly to let him know how pissed off she was.
The Captain frowned at the girl, "Oh don't be upset Xandra- Chan". he coddled her with a sweat voice but she wasn't having it.
"Can whatever you want with me wait until tomorrow?", she huffed while closing the door behind her.
Gin hummed as he rubbed the back of his head, "Actually i'm not the one who wants you".
His words left her breathless, she knew what he meant even without the man actually saying it. She didn't want him to say it anyways, that would just make her hurt all the more.
Xandra parted her lips, but nothing seemed to want to come out. At least this time her body didn't betray her, she didn't want to go with him. Not there. Not this all over again. This same problem that she tried to run from, the main reason why she was labelled a run away. Why she stayed hidden in the world of the living for a while. Why even in her afterlife she still suffers.
Her 'friend' noticed how dejected she appeared, and understood why but there was nothing he could do about it. Even if he wanted to save the girl, he wasn't the knight in shining armor she needed. While he waited for that knight, there's only so little he can do for Xandra.
He gently took hold of her hand, guiding the girl through the maze of Las Noches in silence. She didn't fight, didn't whine, just walked with the captain. She tried to turn herself 'off' so that whatever happens beyond that door, she wouldn't feel it. She didn't want to feel it, not with that man. Xandra didn't even notice that Gin had closed the door or even reaching the room. All that was before her was a room with nothing but a pure white bed which was occupied by someone.
Aizen
Breath in, Breath out. that was all she was trying to do, breath. To not self destruct, not decay before him. This man that causes her nothing but panic. His right arm stretched out to his favourite experiment, "Come Xandra". he demanded with that smooth voice of his. Her body having no choice but to obey, feet seemingly moving on their own as she continued to drown herself in numbness. Before she reached the man, Xandra seemed to hesitate when Grimmjow flashed in her mind.
The blank smile on Aizen's lips curled all the more at her hesitation, "Xandra". he called once more.
with a sigh, she pushed the Sexta out of her mind, allowing her to become numb. Taking a few more steps, she was in Aizen's reach. She felt the rush of falling as her back fell against the soft bed. A hand caressed her cheek while another crept under her mid-drift top. Xandra's breath hitched, she forgot how easy it was to expose herself when most of her torso was unclothed. Her yellow eyes rested on the man hovering over her, seeing brown ones.
"I will forget about what happened, only because you're my favourite.", he whispered in her ear sweetly, as if he was doing her a favour.
Xandra sighed as she closed her eyes, not fighting him. Allowing him to do whatever he wanted, this wasn't the first and it obviously wouldn't be the last. By closing her eyes she could at least try to escape. There was no way she'd give in this time, no amount of sweet words were going to woo her again.
'It's better me than you...Xalia', she thought as an image of her little sister flashed through her mind. 'this... it's nothing... it's just like the first time'.
After what seemed like hours, she was able to leave the room. Xandra didn't dare take her time to reach her wing, running into another Espada would just result in her ending up back in that cold lab. She was over being upset and pitiful, now she was just angry. Pissed at how Aizen keeps finding it enjoyable to torment her like this. It was the whole reason why she left this place. The girl was done with being his pond, his toy, his experiment. The thought made her body shiver when remembering. On top of that, now she just looks like a weak piece of trash. Letting Tosen cut her up like that, Ulqiorra and now allowing Aizen to have his way with her. All she wanted to do right now was sleep, feeling beaten took a lot out of her. It had been a long day, first getting kidnapped by Grimmjow, then the arena, Grimmjow running after her, getting healed then... yea, sleep sounded heavenly.
oh wait... She paused in her thoughts. He actually came looking for her. Him. Grimmjow. The blood thirsty Sexta. It surprised her and didn't all at the same time.
The girl closed her eyes, not wanting to think about him, or anyone. Xandra didn't even want to think of why she came home to a disaster zone of a room. Chairs flipped, clothes tossed and books scattered. She was back in hell, literally. Xandra's moment of bliss was cut when a knock on her door was hear followed by the crack.
"Knock knock", she recognized the voice instantly.
"Get the fuck out Grimmjow, i'm not in the mood", she snapped, her hand over her eyes. However, she heard him close the door and proceed inside her room.
"aren't you supposed to say 'who's there'?" he questioned with a mocking tone as his blue eyes scanning the state of her place, raising a brow, "What happened to your room?", the Sexta observed the destruction of her living area in amazement at his work.
Xandra rolled her eyes at the lame joke. "You happened", she said dryly. Earning a small chuckle from him.
A mischievous smirk curled his lips. "Yeah i remember" he said, realizing that the criminal was him all along."Cause some idiot brat decided to just up and leave". he informed with his usual bitterness.
She let out a groan, "and you took it out on my room? you fucking serious?". Xandra snapped, obviously pissed off. She remained curled up on her bed, making sure to not allow the Espada view of her face and only her back.
The Sexta didn't need to see her face to know how pissed the girl was. Not that he gives two shits. Maybe...
Grimmjow just shrugged off her bitchy comment, "Calm the fuck down already". he said while taking his place on the bed beside the girl. Lying his body just a few inches from her, arms folded under his head.
Xandra parted her lips, "But seriously", she said with a calmer voice, "why would you do that?". The girl asked, truly wanting answers from him.
The Sexta groaned at her question, "Cause I was pissed off about you leaving, what other reason would there be?". he answered with annoyance, how could he not have been mad? Wouldn't anyone?
Xandra's body tensed from the Espada's works in disbelief. There's no way she heard that right, Grimmjow upset at her for leaving? She never heard about that. "You... mad... because of me?...", she asked with a soft voice.
He scold, not wanting to fully admit what he was feeling "So? Got a problem with that?".
she gingerly lifted her head to peck at the blue haired arrancar, "really?", she asked in a coy little voice. Still not believing him at all, completely dumbfounded.
"Yes Dammit! how many more times are you going to ask the same fucking question!", He snapped at the girl.
His words seem to strike Xandra where it hurt. She never thought that the cold hearted Espada would lash out just because she disappeared from the palace. Xandra didn't even believe their relationship or whatever it was had that much impact on him.
The girl was torn between how to feel about Grimmjow now, not knowing whether she wanted him around or not. Especially after what had just went on between her and Aizen. Yes, she wanted to so badly to be held by him. Make all the marks from Aizen into ones by Grimmjow but that wouldn't make her any less dirty. That's how she felt, dirty and cheap. Aizen always had the talent to conflict these feelings on her. The special treatment she gets from the Lord in return doesn't make matters better. Unlike the other Arrancars, Xandra had the most freedom. Well, as long as she stayed in the palace and remained his captive.
Xandra's hand clinched onto the sheets as she bit her lower lip.
Grimmjow could tell something was obviously wrong with the girl. She was too much of a child to hide her emotions, unless she was in battle. For an Arrancar, she expressed too much feelings for his taste but there was just something he found entertaining with her. Maybe because Xandra is just as or perhaps more rebellious than him. The Espada liked that fire in her. Though, she made situations like this easy for him, able to tell what was wrong without even asking.
This time however, it was different. Usually, she would have tried to kick his ass out of her room and just yell and bitch. Now... it bothered him. She was way too quiet. Xandra just laid on her bed, not moving. He couldn't see her face since her back faced him, but somehow, she looked so frail. As if the girl would just crumble with a single touch. He hated that. hated how weak she appeared to be and what made him all the more pissed was that there was always only one reason she'd look like that. Aizen.
Rage began to boil within the Sexta, just thinking that this crap has started again just when she's back. He was torn between kicking Aizens' ass or taking back what was rightfully his. The first option is tempting, but the second one seemed to need more... immediate attention. His fists tightened, this was why she left him, because she was too weak to deal with Aizen. Yet, today she proved just how strong she was. It was always like this with her.
"You went to see Aizen, didn't you?", his tone sounded like venom.
her breath was caught in her throat, eyes widened. "..." she didn't want to say it, but her silence said it all. Which just mad the Sexta even more pissed, "I knew it!" he growled under his breath.
Xandra could feel it, Grimmjow and his rage building. She felt her own anxiety creeping over her. Of course he would get mad. what she was fooling with? but... something about him getting mad for her, it triggered something inside her. something she never knew even as a human.
Just as the Sexta was about to open his mouth and snap about Aizen. Xandra shifted her body, turning over to face Grimmjow. Which caught him off guard for a second, giving her the chance to curl her smaller body up beside him. He felt her arm hug his torso, her hair sending this weird sensation as it touched his exposed skin. He knew she was doing it again, taking his anger away but she'd never do it with so much... what was the word? affection.
she was waiting for Grimmjow to yell at her to get off, but it never came. The girl nuzzled against the hard body of the Espada, yellow eyes glanced up at him to see a bewildered expression on his face. Xandra couldn't help but let out a small giggle, his confused face was priceless.
"I'm tired, so i need a pillow", she said with that sweet voice of hers.
he huffed at her, "too bad because i'm not a pillow", he said with a smirk.
"oh? Then~" she said with a hum as she began to shift her body. This caught the Sexta's attention, he watched the girl smoothly get on her all fours to seductively straddle his hips. "How about a distraction?" she asked devilishly as her hand unbuttoned the only button on her collar, allowing her white coat to fall down her arms.
This didn't completely settle well with Grimmjow, he wasn't about to place second. Hell no. Even if Xandra was practically giving herself to him without a struggle which is what he'd normally would have dealt with. up until now, he thought she was the same but this new Xandra was strange to him. it actually pissed him off, the fact that she'd pull a stunt like this just after she was with Aizen.
He looked at the girl with a sour expression, she knew what was coming. "Don't even think of placing as second best". he said dryly.
Xandra sighed, she expected that. wouldn't you? especially since she hadn't explained what he meant to her properly. Grimmjow was smart for a blood thirsty Espada, but he was completely clueless when it came to Xandra and her everlastings feelings. one minute he reads her like a book, the next ... well their current situation is a pure explain, especially when he was mad about something.
"That's not what i meant", she said with a soft voice as her fingernail gently drew shapes on his chest, just inches above his hollow hole. Though he usually didn't mind the action, this time it was just irritating him all the more.
Grimmjow swiftly grabbed her devilish hand to stop the movements, she flinched in surprise. "Then what did you mean?", he demanded in a growl as he sat up.
Xandra unconsciously leaned back only to be caught by the Sexta's other hand on her back, she had no choice but to look into those blue eyes. the girl was trying to avoid them, she'd always surrender to them and only them. "wasn't it obvious Grimmjow?", she began with a weary voice as her free hand gently rested its fingers tips on his bone fragment. "That I wanted you to make me forget".
For once, the girl had seen the Espada genuinely shocked, his blue eyes widened slightly at the realization of what she was getting at. She felt the hand on her back push her strongly into a hard chest that was followed by a crashing of lips against hers. Xandra didn't question anything, she just melted into the rough handling. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt something wet snake past her teeth. Closing her eyes in reflex, twisting and turning her head in hopes to deepen the harsh kiss. Even if it hurt or wasn't gentle, it was fine, it was what she needed. Needing Grimmjow to place his marks over the others, which he was more than willing to do.
Xandra push herself out of the roughness that was Grimmjow to catch her breath. The Espada smirked at how he left the girl panting for air but his victory was cut short when something caught his pretty blue eyes.
He rose a brow as he focused on a redness mark on the girls' neck, a hickey. That... pissed... him... off...
Before Xandra ran, Aizen wouldn't have placed any kind of marks on the girl. It seemed that changed too. The Sexta didn't like that, didn't like someone else placing actual marks on what was his. He had his marks on her first. Him. He. Sexta Espada. Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.
As Xandra caught her breath, she felt the arrancar on her neck. A small groan escaped her lips when he bit down on her flesh, and not too gently either.
"Wha-what are you doing?", the girl asked breathlessly.
Grimmjow bit down on the same spot on more time before licking it, "The hell does it look like?", he growled back.
Xandra managed to pull her captivated hand free from his hold, "Grimm-"
"Where else?", he demanded in rage.
Her yellow eyes looked at him confused, he was fine just a second ago. What got his so mad now? "What are you talking about?", she asked, completely oblivious to the reason of his raging.
"Where else did that bastard touch you?", he snapped.
A hurt expression ruined her face. The Sexta felt her body tense on top on him at his words. "You tell me!", she chocked out the words, leaving Grimmjow confused as well. He knew it was something she was hiding by the instant regret on her face. She didn't want him to know that she purposely numbs herself. That would only make things worse for the both of them. or more, she didn't want Grimmjow to see more of her weak sides. not another one.
"I.. i mean ", Xandra didn't know what to say, she couldn't come up with a good lie quickly enough. This only encouraged Grimmjow to want to know more about whatever she was hiding.
a low growl rumbled from the Sexta, he released her hand only for him to roughly take hold of both her arms, "Dammit you brat! what else are you hiding from me now!". he roared at her, not caring two shits.
"I...Don't want you to see more of my weak sides!", she shouted right back at him. "So no, i'm not telling you! you'll just have to trust me!". This was one secret he was never going to get from her. Not in this afterlife. Xandra could tell by his expression the Espada didn't like that too much but her decision wasn't going to change.
To her surprise, Grimmjow groaned and just fell back against the bed in surrender. He gives up.
Xandra blinked at him, "what the hell! that's it? you're not going to say anything back?". she asked frantically.
"Yeah because it's one thing after another with a woman like you". Even he's had enough of this roller coaster crap.
the girl was still shocked at his dejection over the whole issue. "Seriously? wow, i guess even you have you're limits huh?". she commented as she lied down on the arrancar's body, resting her chin on his chest.
He was about to tell her to get the fuck off, but the words didn't seem to come out. Instead Grimmjow snickered at her words, "That's far from the truth". he'll find out whatever it is, eventually like he always does.
Xandra couldn't help but feel uneasy. she had to swallow it down for now and just deal with it later. Her days back at Las Noches were just starting, and it's going to be one hell of a ride from the looks of it.