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The enemy of my enemy	By : ScarlotteOHara Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He couldn't breathe; well he could, just not well. There was a giant vine shoved down his throat curling into his stomach, while others held his extremities in place on the exam table. Several smaller vines entered his arms as if they were IV tubing from the bag of fluid hanging above him that was glowing strangely. And a vine ran from his urethra into the catheter bag hanging on the side of the table, a sensation which Szayel Aporro Granz was distinctly not enjoying. The table felt cold beneath him and the white walled room he was in was giving him the creeps in a big way. He had of course been in his world before, but not often and only for scientific purposes. He could turn his head somewhat and see outside, he saw nothing but lush greenness and an ocean beyond it; this was not his world. His world was made up of concrete and buildings, with sterile instruments and endless medical supplies; not green plants. Never green plants, and never had he been thusly restrained in his world, he weakly struggled against the vines to no avail and let out a defeated sigh. What had happened to throw him into his world? The last thing he remembered was he and Renji fighting, and then it had felt as though his heart had exploded, his throat went dry and the ground flew out from under his feet. He recalled that Renji had seemingly experienced the same thing as Ulquiorra stood there and watched his mouth frozen in an "O" of surprise with his eyes wide. His mind couldn't come up with a logical explanation for this, and as such it refused to quit thinking until it unraveled the mystery as to why he was in his inner world, restrained and bound by plants of all things.

Time marched bravely on as he simply tried to piece the puzzle together and many hours later he still could not make sense of it other than something was very obviously happening to change his inner world, something that normally should never occur as an inner world was the sanctum of the soul, unless his soul was changing. There was a thought he didn't want to entertain, but as he considered it he knew the war could have affected his soul; yes that must be it the war. After all, he hadn't visited his inner world since before the war so as it wrecked havoc on the outside maybe it had also destroyed him inside. Satisfied with his explanation he willed himself awake as he would normally do when he was done visiting his world, except when he opened his eyes he found himself looking up at the white ceiling and was still laying on the cold exam table, restrained.

"You don't get it do you?" Came his zanpaktou's voice from the corner, he watched as Fornicaras unfolded himself from the wall and walked toward him slowly as if in some pain. It had been awhile since he had seen the creature he called his zanpaktou, and even longer since they spoke. They preferred and agreed it best if they simply stayed out of each other's way, simply communicating when necessary which was one of the only times Szayel entered his world. As always Fornicaras looked beautiful, dangerous, lewd, and disgusting all at once. With skin the color of hammered bronze, eyes the color of the bluest sky and hair of the blackest night hanging well past the waist the spirit was quite a sight. Fornicaras was tall, with lean, taunt muscles rippling under the copper skin that seemed to have an unearthly sheen to it. His nose had a bone through the septum and he also had one bone through each nipple. The dusky pink lips were pulled up in an almost superior sneer as the spirit observed the scientist. Szayel shuddered; his zanpaktou was as beautiful as it was terrifying. For on one side Fornicaras was man , which was the side that had spoken to him, the man was facing him and he let his eyes drop down to between his legs when he saw it. His zanpaktou's penis was quite long and was surrounded by black curls, what was peculiar was that it was tucked between its legs; not in shame or modesty but because his zanpaktou was literally fucking himself. Yes, his zanpaktou had two sides just as it had two sexes, the male side's penis was entering the female's side's vagina in a constant and unending fornication, never satiated nor achieving release; as if on cue the spirit turned around and the female side faced him.

"Your world is merging with another." She said as if he were stupid. She had the same features except her eyes were a glittering green and lips ruby red, her face had less harsh adornment, a gold hoop dangled from her nostril, small obsidian earrings perched in her ears with a bone through her cartilage on one side. Her breasts were large and supple as if begging to be touched, and her stomach while not quite flat was soft and smooth. In between her legs there were no curls or traces of pubic hair. He thought that it was in order to make the sex easier but had never asked and the spirit had never indulged him. He could see the smooth skin of her labia majora and see where the large penis constantly impaled her. She smiled at him kindly, she was the nicer of the two, if only marginally. Their feet were dual sided as were their hands, a skill they had mastered to work in tandem, and they did so effortlessly. He had once wondered if he could remove the male side's penis and copulate with her, simply out of scientific curiosity of course.

"That shinigami, you are merging with him." She laughed as Szayel's eyebrows shot up and he pulled at the vines restraining him.

"Ah yes, this is also why you cannot talk or move. You are being forced by your instincts to mate with him and allow your worlds to merge; as such you will be in this state until the joining is complete to ensure you do not disrupt it." She flicked her hair behind her shoulder pinning him with glowing emerald eyes.

"Do you want to tell him more?" He heard the male voice intone.

She snickered "no, this should suffice until now, the rest he can figure it out given that he has such a scientific mind." The last part she said sarcastically. His brain raced, figure what out? What was happening? Usually when arrancar took mates it a mutual choice, even if the weaker didn't really want to mate they did for protection purposes and to produce strong offspring. He supposed there was rape, but being one of the stronger arrancar he had never been raped nor raped anyone, he simply found the thought of such act unpalatable. This was different though; the shinigami wasn't physically raping him it was more like soul rape, their worlds merging without either of their consents. What, he wondered could make this happen to such a degree that neither party had a conscious say it in. He certainly didn't want to mate with the red headed buffoon and he doubted the man much wanted to mate with him, which only proved the shinigami was stupid; after all Szayel himself was quite the specimen of perfection in body and mind.

"When you wake you will need him, we all will need him" the male voice intoned, Fornicaras' body turning so the male side faced him. Szayel found, with much discomfort, that his zanpaktou's bulging genitals were eye level and he was unable to look away. He wondered if it hurt, staying like that all the time, forever needing and never satiated; he wondered if the spirit ever got release. Then again maybe it didn't bother the being, after all this was his zanpaktou. But he was digressing, losing himself in science instead of the issue at hand, and that was the fact he was apparently going to need that bastard shinigami when he awoke. He made a muffled noise that Fornicaras correctly interpreted as a question.

"Yes, you will need him, and killing him is ill advised Szayel." He sighed "we don't like this anymore than you do and we are also being forced but we have met Zabimaru and since neither of us has a choice we have made our peace with the situation. It is now up to you and Renji to finish the job and we cannot tell you how to do that."

"Do you think he'll figure it out in time?" The female half queried the male half.

"Let's hope so Parvati." Was all he said as the room began to fade and Szayel found his breathing was slowly becoming easier and he felt as if he was being lifted up and out of the room, blinking his eyes fought to open against the crust and dirt that matted his lashes. He turned his head to the side and saw Renji still unconscious and tried to sit up, in a flash Ulquiorra was by his side assisting him into a sitting position.

"What happened? He asked, concern evident in his voice for the first time since Szayel had met him, "you were out for three days."

Byakuya and Grimmjow had arrived not too long ago at the run down house where Starrk and Nnoitra were staying. Byakuya was impressed that the two men hadn't killed each other yet as it seemed there was no love lost, and most certainly between Nnoitra and Grimmjow he noticed especially high tension. He thought that may have had something to do with all the times Nnoitra had tried to kill the blue haired man, at least thats what he gleaned from Grimmjow. Still Starrk had at least greeted them warmly, shown them to a futon in the living room area, making some comment about they'd be sleeping together, and then he had wandered off to nap. Nnoitra had made himself a hollow meat sandwich and was happily munching on it when Byakuya excused himself to take a shower; he was lost in thought when he heard the shower door open and looked up to see a naked and smiling Grimmjow.

"Mind if I join?" Byakuya shook his head no as he felt his lover's arms wrap around him.

"Grimmjow, it seems you were correct about Starrk." Byakuya smiled as he felt the familiar arms around his hips and the graze of rough teeth against his neck. Smiling he leaned back into Grimmjow's embrace, relaxing for the first time since they arrived. "He is lazy but kind, and he seems quite intelligent."

Grimmjow made a noise akin to a snort "of course, he is lazy but also smart. He knows sticking together will only help us, and Nnoitra wouldn't dare oppose him even as obnoxious as he is." Grimmjow purred, reaching a rough hand down to the patch of black curls and Byakuya's weeping member.

The slighter man was already hard for him and he smiled at the thought and he laid gentle nips on the part of the creamy white neck he could reach. He spun the man around gently before using his tongue to ask for entrance into the noble's pretty mouth, as soon as he asked entrance was granted as Byakuya parted his lips eager for his lover's kiss. Their tongues danced and melded with each other's, tasting and teasing as their hands felt their way over the other's body, lingering at every dip, nook and crevice as if to memorize it. Grimmjow had grown hard with need and he knew his raven haired lover had as well, gently parting the smooth buttocks entered his noble without preparation; Byakuya gasped and arched his back beautifully as he was impaled ever so slowly. Grimmjow, using care entered inch by inch laying kisses all along Byakuya's neck and collarbone as his entrance was so sweetly invaded.

The raven haired man bit back a moan of pleasure as he felt Grimmjow sheath himself fully inside of him, the sharp teeth grazing his neck and his hands cupping his bottom tightly. Leaning into his lover he wound one leg around the man in an attempt to get even closer, his lip he realized was bleeding from all of the biting he had done. He hissed as Grimmjow found his prostate and continued to strike it with every thrust until his cock was hard, red and weeping for release. His hands grasped for purchase on the larger mans shoulders as he muffled his moans in the tanned neck of the espada.

"Grimmjow" he got out between moans as he fisted handfuls of blue hair in an attempt to stay upright on his now shaking legs. The devil just smirked at him and lifted him up, without thinking he wrapped his legs around the man's waist and felt his cock drive deep inside him, he moaned like a whore as he blacked out, feeling the blood rush to his ears and his cock pulse he called Grimmjow's name as he released the thick fluid onto his chest. Grimmjow plowed into him a few more times before biting down on his neck as he released deep into him, the noble feeling the familiar warmth of his lover's cum inside.

Still holding onto Byakuya, Grimmjow slid down the side of the shower until he was sitting and the noble was straddling him. He lightly lapped at the blood he had drawn on Byakuya's neck, as if in apology and felt the slender hands come to rest on the small of his back, and the familiar fall of raven hair on his shoulder. He snaked his arms around his lover tighter, and whispered huskily into his ear.

"You are mine Byakuya Kuchiki, no one can ever doubt that." He was astonished when the noble spoke back in a low voice, full of warmth and affection.

"Grimmjow, if I had to be someone's I am glad to be yours." Then both of their worlds went black as they slipped into unconsciousness. Only to be found a while later by a pissed off Nnoitra who wanted a shower, and Starrk; unable to make sense of it put them to bed. Both mine smiling peacefully and in each other's arms they each entered their inner worlds.

A/N

Shiva is the male of Szayel's zanpaktou, also known as the auspicious one or the destroyer.

Parvati was Shiva's wife, goddess of creation, power and victory. Seems fitting given Szayel's "Gabriel" power.
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