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The Real King	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 48386 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Caged

　

The first thing he noticed as he slowly came too was that he was NOT in his nest of pillows and blankets, followed immediately by the fact he could no longer smell the strong, relaxing scent of his Alpha.

Panic quickly gripped his heart and Grimmjow jerked awake, bright, white light instantly assaulting his eyes and forcing a whimper of pain out of his throat and causing his eyes to slam shut. After a minute of squinting his eyes finally adjusted to the harsh light and he was able to see clearly.

He was alone, naked, and laying on a platform that was covered in some sort of soft material. The room was empty, stark white and everything seemed to be padded, from the walls to the floor, effectively making it almost impossible to harm himself. There was no sigh of Ichigo at all.

Fear was the first emotion that slammed into him. He was alone, powerless, and currently starving. There seemed to be no way out of the room and judging by the lack of any scent, Ichigo had not ever been here. He curled up against the corner defensively, sniffing the air desperately for any clue as to how he got here and who had been the one to move him.

The room was completely scentless. It was so unnerving that for a moment he thought this might be some sort of horrible nightmare, but a quick scratch of his sharpened claws along his palms welled out the scent and sight of his own blood followed by the stinging pain. This was no dream.

�What the fuck do you want with me? Show yourself you gutless fucking coward,� he roared at the empty room.

He had no doubt that, even though he couldn�t see his captor, his captor could most likely clearly hear and see him.

The room was silent for some time, and then a small portion of the wall opened and he stared in surprise as some of the taffy food was dropped to the pristine floor. The opening sealed and was instantly invisible once more as soon as the food had been deposited.

�I asked who the fuck you are, not that I am hungry,� he snarled at the walls, even as his eyes lingered on the meal and his body reminded him just how hungry he actually was.

Still, he had no desire to eat what was being offered. It could be drugged, or have some other unpleasant things in it that he had no desire to discover. With no form of stimulation in the pure white room devoid of anything but his bed, the food and himself, time seemed to creep by slowly and each second that ticked by rose his anxiety and stress level up another notch.

Who had him? How had he been captured? Where was Ichigo? Was the teen behind this or was he now trapped in a similar room? Were the Shinigami behind their capture? If so than did that mean that, even now, his Alpha was arguing with them to get him out of here? Was Ichigo the reason he was in here?

The last thought brought a spike of pain and strong feelings of betrayal to tear into him. Was it possible that while hunting for nesting material Ichigo had also been speaking to the Shinigami that were still hanging about? Had they convinced him it would be best to see �the beast� locked up for observation and imprisonment? Or had Ichigo accidentally betrayed their location?

The thoughts whirled about frantically in his mind as the caged feeling continued to rise until his mind was just about ready to snap from the stress. Between the hunger, weakness, feelings of vulnerability, feeling of betrayal, and the fear he would deny he felt with his dying breath, his mind was about to have a full melt down.

Whimpers made their way out of his throat as he desperately sought for the comfort and safety of his Alpha, but no matter how hard he tried to pick up any trace of scent or whiff of Reiatsu, he detected nothing. Feelings of betrayal and abandonment rushed into him without mercy, regardless of how hard he tried to fight them off.

�He would not leave. He is too Noble for that. We must have been captured and he is being held away from me, that is why he�s not here. Or maybe he escaped and is now on his way here. Regardless of his feelings for me, he would never abandon his own cub,� he forced himself to think optimistically.

It was true, Ichigo�s very nature would prevent him from ever letting harm come to a child, or any person he remotely cared for. Despite appearances, Ichigo was not naive either and had clearly shown no interest in coming across the Shinigami that were stationed here, let alone thinking of betraying them to said Shinigami.

�So if it�s not the Shinigami, than who?� he wondered confused.

�Your brainwaves are giving off an impressive amount of activity, I honestly find it difficult to believe that you were capable of thought for any length of time, Grimmjow.�

His eyes snapped open in shock at the voice and he bolted to his feet, glaring about the room in an attempt to find either the speaker or the location that the sound was coming from.

�Szayel,� he snarled in a low feral voice. �Let me the fuck out of here before I bust your pink haired ass,� he ordered sharply.

�Now, now, calm down. Think of the child you are carrying. Your reiatsu is very low, so low that I think a gillian could take you down without breaking a sweat. Eat,� Szayel�s voice ordered.

�Fuck you,� he spat.

�Now, now, I can�t have any harm coming to the specimen inside of you. You must eat Grimmjow, or I will be forced to use other means to insure you survive long enough to lay. I was hoping to do this without too much force or drugs, but if you give me no other options�.� he trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid but heavily implied.

Grimmjow snarled in anger. As much as he had no desire to concede to the other�s whims, he also had no desire to be kept sedated and restrained. Given a choice, he would sooner keep all his assets in working order. Locked in this room and nearly powerless, he knew he could not fight the other off, not like this.

Grudgingly, he picked up the lump of taffy like substance and sniffed it apprehensively, trying to detect any trace of tampering. He detected nothing with his nose, but that didn�t mean much when it came to the scientist.

�Where is Ichigo?� he questioned, wanting to delay eating just yet and hoping that Szayel would give something away.

If it was one thing Grimmjow did know about him, it was that Szayel was prone to talking, especially if the conversation involved his own superiority over others, and he seemed to be in a rather talkative mood at the moment.

�Eat, and I will tell you where your Alpha is, I might even let you see him if you keep yourself in good order without needing to use force,� Szayel promised.

Grimmjow growled again, but the only good thing he could think about Szayel was that he actually was a man, or Hollow in this case, of his word. If he said that he would let Grimmjow see Ichigo if he ate, than he would.

Weighing the options in his head, and against his instinct that was telling him he NEEDED to eat soon or risk harm to his young, he reluctantly began to eat. He tasted nothing malicious and even though he ate slowly to give whatever might be in the food a chance to effect him, and thus warn him of eating anything further, no such funny affects arose. For all intents and purposed, the food was clean, but he severely doubted it and he just knew that where ever Szayel actually was, the scientist was no doubt smirking in satisfaction.

�Alright, now tell me where he is,� he ordered with a snap. �And I don�t care what substance eating that shit just put into my body, so you can just shut your mouth over that before you even open it,� he added.

Even though he couldn�t see the scientist, he swore he could still feel the other pouting and frowning that he wasn�t going to be able to gloat.

�Your Alpha is down four levels in another lab. He is a very intriguing specimen and I look forward to learning everything there is to know about him, inside and out. A human with the powers of a Shinigami and Hollow, able to achieve both Bankai and seemingly have a ressureccion of his own,� Szayel�s voice held a large amount of excitement and pleasure.

�He�s the only bastard that can get off on something other than sex,� he couldn�t help but to think in contempt.

Still, the fact that it was now confirmed that Ichigo had also been captured and was being contained caused the fear and despair he had been feeling earlier to crawl up his spine and assault his stomach.

The only people that knew where they were wouldn�t come looking for them if Ichigo failed to report in for almost two months. They were on their own.

�I want to see him,� he ordered.

�Ah ah, not so fast now. I said I might let you see him if you keep yourself in good order without me needing to use force or drugs. One meal is hardly enough good behaviour to garner a reward,� Szayel taunted.

�Fucker,� Grimmjow snarled.

No response was given to his curse so be presumed the interview was over. With nothing to do he paced the small space of his cell in agitation, pausing only to punch the wall and discover just how soft the material covering it was.

The lights slowly dimmed at one point until it became almost too dark to see. Mind and body both exhausted from his turmoil, he reluctantly curled back up on the padded slab and sought some slumber. He would need to get his strength up if he planned on strangling the pink haired freak for caging him like this.

　

　

Ichigo woke up feeling rather refreshed, if not a little strange. For some strange reason he seemed to be cold, which was odd because it was rare for Grimmjow to crawl out of the nest before he did, not to mention that the shear number of blankets that made up said nest should have assured that it would be damn impossible for one person to have stolen them all through out the night.

�Wake up king!� H�tsu�s voice sounded oddly distant and yet strangely frantic and furious.

Opening his eyes he was stunned to realize that not only was the voice of his Hollow and his Zanpakuto sounding rather distant, but he was also definitely not in Grimmjow�s rooms anymore. In fact, he seemed to be restrained in some sort of tube and covered in geodes. It was oddly silent as well, and very damn cold. The fact he was completely nude might have had something to do with it.

�What the hell?� he thought confused. �Jii-san, H�tsu?� he called, hoping they could hear him and would know what the hell had happened.

The last thing he remembered was a sharp pain as he let Grimmjow feed from his soul before being claimed by blackness. He felt a bit embarrassed that he had probably passed out from the pain.

He could hear both voices calling to him, but they were still very distant and he couldn�t make out the words very well, only that they were trying to speak to him. He called back, and ever so slowly the voices started to get louder and clearer.

�Ichigo!�

�Yeah, I can hear you Jii-san,� he responded, relief in his voice. �What happened?� he questioned.

�You were drugged,� Zangetsu answered.

�Get the fuck up King, we need to find the pet and the cub,� H�tsu snarled with a tint of worry.

�Don�t call him that,� Ichigo absently ordered.

He didn�t wait for any further comment from H�tsu and set about testing the restraints holding him in place. They were firm and had no give at all. Even his reiatsu seemed absent.

�Ah, you are awake I see, excellent,� a voice purred from what he presumed was a speaker system.

�Where is Grimmjow?� he demanded.

�Intriguing, the first words you speak to me is in concern of your Beta. Very interesting. You are indeed an intriguing specimen Kurosaki Ichigo. I look forward to learning all of your secrets.�

�Just tell me where he is, and if he�s alright,� he ordered coldly.

�Fuck this King, let me out. I�ll rip the information out of his corpse,� H�tsu snarled.

�Easy, we do no know where Grimmjow is. It is best to bide our time and learn what we can. We are in no condition to engage in battle just yet,� Zangetsu advised.

�He is safe, and will be well taken care of provided you both behave. I have no desire to lose the first offspring born of an Arrancar just yet.�

�Forgive me for not trusting your word,� he snorted.

�I will let you see him in a few days if you both behave. He has already woken up and eaten. He is resting now,�

�Ichigo, who is speaking? It does not sound like Kurostuchi,� Zangetsu pointed out.

�Bet it�s that other pussy Grimmjow mentioned,� H�tsu growled. �The one that had the quinces pants in a knot.�

�Szayel?� Ichigo spoke aloud.

�So you have heard of me, I am honoured.�

Well, no he had actually been speaking to H�tsu and Zangetsu, but it was nice to confirm who was holding him hostage. It was also a relief to know that the Arrancar holding them was relatively weak, once you get pass his technology of course. Regrettably, knowledge of technology was not one of Ichigo�s strong points.

�What do you want with me?� Ichigo questioned.

Szayel had already told him what he wanted Grimmjow for, but the scientist hadn�t explained why he was here in this tube yet, although he had a sneaking suspicion that what ever Szayel was about to say would just be different words for the same experiments Kurotsuchi has always been whining at him to participate in.

�I thought you would never ask,� his captor all but squealed in delight.

�You had to ask,� H�tsu mentally groaned at him while Szayel started to give them a rundown of all the experiments he planed on doing to him.

�Be quite and listen. We may learn something we can use,� Zangetsu ordered.

�Tsu, wake me up when that freak is done listening to himself talk,� H�tsu snorted and Ichigo felt the hollow retreat from the front of his mind.

After about three minutes Ichigo almost regretting asking and wished he could retreat like H�tsu had. Oh he understood some of the terms, one learned a fair amount being raised in a Clinic, but most of it was jargon to him. From what he understood of it, the hollow scientist was interested in the genetic and reiatsu make up of his unique hybrid body.

Szayel must have eventually noticed he had lost the attention of his victim, for the long winded explanation suddenly ended with a rather annoyed sounded �humph�

�Well, I do not expect you to understand such scientific complexities. There are a few things I do greatly wish to know and your reluctant Beta is not so willing to speak to me. Perhaps you would be willing to answer a few questions.�

�What, your scientific mind can�t get the answers?� Ichigo couldn�t help but to taunt.

�Oh I could easily get the answers easily, but the methods needed would require that I get rather intrusive with your Beta�s body, and since this is the first Arrancar offspring I do so wish to avoid any chances of accidentally causing a miscarry. Somehow I doubt I can convince the two of you to mate for me again so easily.�

Ichigo felt his body stiffen at the implied threat and he felt H�tsu return to the forefront of his mind in a flash of fury.

�What kind of questions, and what�s in it for us if I answer them?� Ichigo demanded at Zangetsu�s prompting.

�Well, if you behave I might let you two have some time together. I understand that the Alpha�s presence is desired, although no necessary, in regards to the development of the young and in maintaining the Beta�s mental and physical stability.

�For all that he is, Grimmjow is not a weakling and I doubt your absence will cause his life to terminate, but I do prefer to avoid complications when it is easy enough to let the two of you meet for short periods of time, if you can both show you can behave of course.�

�I am going to fuck him up when we get out of this thing,� H�tsu seethed.

�Jii-san?� Ichigo questioned.

�I believe he is telling the truth. Scientist do have a habit of doing that, if only to prove how much better they are than others. I do not see any harm in answering some questions, depending on what they are.�

�I can see a problem with it; giving that bastard the satisfaction of getting his way,� H�tsu snapped furiously.

�Nonetheless, he does seem genuinely concerned with getting the cub to be born safely, and Grimmjow has been suffering lately. Perhaps he might find a way to stabilize both parent and child,� Zangetsu pointed out.

�What do you want to know?� Ichigo asked apprehensively.

�Excellent, it is wonderful to see that you plan to co-operate. My first question is easy, and yet vitally important; what was the conception date?�

Ichigo did some mental math before answering. The next questions all resolved around Grimmjow and the cub. Side effects, feeding habits, how much reiatsu was the young drawing. Ichigo answered the best he could, gaining some small semblance of relief at the real concern he was picking up from Szayel�s voice as the questions about Grimmjow�s health continued.

He doubted that the concern was out of any emotional feelings for the unfortunate fate of Grimmjow�s health, but rather the concern of a child worried their favourite toy might break before they could finish playing with it. Either way, Ichigo was damn sure that Szayel was going to do everything in his capabilities to make sure that Grimmjow carried to term, and right now that was one of Ichigo�s biggest concerns.

�I answered your questions, now let me see him,� Ichigo demanded at the end of the interview.

�Tsk, tsk, do not get so greedy. I said I might give you time together. Just because you behaved does not mean he has. Besides, I haven�t had time to start our experiments yet, and I do need to get started on that.�

The tube Ichigo was strapped in suddenly whirled to life and despite himself he felt panic begin to well up within his chest. The panic only increased as he felt darkness begin to creep in at the edge of his vision and he slipped into sleep to the furious roars and threats of H�tsu echoing through his mind.

　

　

Szayel felt a shiver run up his spine as Ichigo�s eyes flashed a very dangerous gold that threaten a world of agony before droping into a drug induced slumber. The creature behind those eyes was most certainly not the teen he had just been speaking too.

The machines around him whirled silently to life and began to run their courses, leaving him the chance to sit back and reflect while the equipment did the first round of experiments.

He hadn�t been sure what to expect from the hybrid, but the reactions he had gotten from the teen were close to what his reports from the late Aizen said they would be like. No, the one who had taken him by complete surprise was his other test subject. Szayel turned his attention to the other set of monitors watching over the slumbering former Espada.

It had actually been two days since he had acquired the two of them and in those two days all Grimmjow had done was sleep and eat what was presented to him without too much of a fuss. In fact, the only words they exchanged all resolved around Ichigo and when the two could meet.

�I never thought you of all creatures would behave,� Szayel mused to himself as he hit the �feed� button attached to Grimmjow�s cell.

Various hollow parts, specimens he no longer had a use for, entered through the feed shoot to land on the floor. The sound caused the slumbering Arrancar to stir and after a moment Grimmjow began to eat.

Szayel paid close attention to his subjects vitals and watched curiously as Grimmjow�s reiatsu briefly rose as he ate before it once more plummeted back down next to nothing once he was done eating as the cub drained him.

He had hopped that the reason Grimmjow had been so burnt was because the packets of food had no real �substance� to them and the cub was trying to gain the materials to form itself. Thus he had offered the Espada �real� food in a hopes that he would regain at least a little strength. So far the switch in diet seemed to have no effect on the draining.

�Curious, oh so curious,� Szayel mused.

He�d had the rare chance to actually study two separate mated adjucus pairs, and in neither case had the adjucus displayed such draining from their offspring. Curious, he offered the clearly exhausted arrancar more food and watched in rapt attention as no matter how much food was offered, the moment it was consumed, the cub stole it.

Either because he could eat no more or because he was simply too exhausted to care anymore, the subject returned to his bed and curled up to sleep some more. There was no tantrums, no threats to Szayel�s life, no behaviour at all that reflected the former 6^th Espada.

Szayel frowned and once more called up Grimmjow�s vitals on his monitor. Other than a sever drain of reiatsu, they looked normal enough, granted on the low end of everything. Even brain activity seemed to be lacking. Almost as if the subject was slowly wasting away. Szayel felt his frown deepen even as his curiosity rose.

�Curious, perhaps you shall be laying sooner than expected, and that explains your lack of motivation. I do believe you are trying to nest,� he mused. �Even more curious that the hormones have managed to curb the violent beast that you normally are.�

Szayel sat back and then sighed. He had promised to give the two of them some time together if they behaved, and so far they had been behaving, regardless of the fact one was basically in a drug induced coma. He had honestly never expected such docile behaviour from Grimmjow and had only offered the deal as a way to taunt the former Espada. He had never banked on actually needing to fulfill it.

�And yet, I am curious to see what their meeting will bring about. I have already witness some rather remarkable changed in your behaviour pattern Grimmjow, what will reuniting you with your Alpha bring upon you next,� Szayel mused as he pulled up a different set of controls.

He would have to make sure the room for their meeting was secure and that there were safety measures installed to make sure the two subjects could neither harm themselves or each other. It would not do well if they tried to escape through some ridicules death or if one of them suddenly decided they would sooner see their partner dead than as one of his experiments.

�People have no appreciation of science,� he muttered.

　

　

There might be a slew of errors as I haven�t had much time, nor stamina, to edit this. I have spent most of my spare time sleeping and feeling like crap. Unfortunately, it doesn�t look like I will be feeling better any time soon. Why you wonder, will as some of you may of already guessed, and what I have been holding back from everyone until the right people knew, aka my parents, I got a bun in the oven. Yep, that�s right, my hubby and I are expecting our first munchkin.

Anyhow, no sex in this chapter, and their won�t be until they escape. I do not plan on them playing with Szayel for too long, after all I promised myself this would be a SHORT story. Yes�.. Short��

Ahem, no idea when I will be able to update this again, as usual I love each and every review, thank you all so much for them. Now if you will excuse me, I need another nap.
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