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Disclaimer: This is fanfiction, which means I make no money off of it, nor do I own Bleach or its characters, settings, yadda yadda yadda. Don’t sue. I am broke. Period. I am only writing this for fun, nothing else. I DO own Night, Lisa,

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Title: A Huntress In Hueco Mundo
Author: Azriel,
Fandom: Bleach Au… and characters are a bit OOC
Rating: NC17 all the way.
Pairings: Aizen/Night, Ulquiorra/Max, Grimmjow/Lisa, Ichimaru/Jade, Stark/Ryu.
Disclaimer: This is fanfiction, which means I make no money off of it, nor do I own Bleach or its characters, settings, yadda yadda yadda. Don’t sue. I am broke. Period. I am only writing this for fun, nothing else. I DO own Midnight Onyx, Lisa Trinity, Max Farthing, Jade Hollinger, Ryu Livingston, and anything to do with them their world, and other original characters. No touchy.
Summary: Refer to Prologue

*Thanks to my betas cinnamontea1877 & astiga0802 from LJ*

Chapter 1: Mind of Mates, Part One

Night sighed softly as she finished ‘feeding’. That was such a waste of energy. The demon didn’t even have much of a spirit level.

Stop agonizing about it. You should be happy that it was only a little demon and that there weren’t any bigger fish to fry. You might not have a final in less than four hours, but I do. The grey snow dragon grumbled. Max yawned again and belched loudly.

Damn, that was completely disgusting. Jade said, appalled. Ryu gave the other male a strange disgusted look. Even the teenaged dragon couldn’t stand uncouthness in people.

Uh huh. Lisa and Night agreed, though secretly Night didn’t mind. Her only sister was a burpaholic, so it really didn’t bother her.

Then all of the dragon like creatures stiffened as they felt an enormous spiritual pressure. Woooooaaa…. What is that? Night tensed and smelled the air. It smelled like... yum. She didn’t know what it smelled like, but it was delicious and it was hypnotizing her senses. Her mouth watered and she broke out into a run, following the scent and the intense spiritual pressure.

NIGHT! Get back here! Lisa hollered mentally as she chased after her friend.

Why is it always Night who dashes mindlessly into the middle of danger? Jade asked no one in particular as she and Ryu followed their friends.

Max yawned again before taking up the chase in last place, not really worried. He’d just have to make up the final later if they got back late. It had happened before.

Night ran as fast as she could across the building tops of the city. Eventually she got to an old warehouse and blundered inside without further thought. She sneezed a bit, but the scent was getting stronger. She could almost taste its deliciousness. Why was she getting turned on by it? Lust raged through her veins and she hurried down to the basement, which was no small feet for a large cat dragon of her size. She could barely hear her friends calling her in the back of her mind, but she ignored them. All that mattered was getting to the source of that unbelievably delicious smell.

She finally stopped at a seemingly dead end in the basement. She whined softly and sniffed the air. The scent was coming from behind the wall. She trembled and was about to leap against the thing when her friends stopped her. Dude… you need to stop being so psycho, Night. What is up with you? Max asked, ironically the first person to arrive at the warehouse.

Nooo… I need it!!!! I can smell… I can…. Night babbled incoherently as she struggled to move around Max.

What is it you need? What can you smell? Jade asked as she followed Lisa and Ryu into the basement.

I need…. I need HIMMMMMM!!! I can smell HIM! Night snarled out, not understanding that it was a man that smelled so good… nor did she know that she had told them that it was a guy.

Jade, Lisa, Ryu, and Max looked at one another and whispered at the same time, Shit.

This had only happened once in their friendship and it had been with Jade. During that time, Jade had just out of the blue taken off, following the scent of her mate. And no one could stop her from it until she got to her mate.

Unfortunately her mate had been married for several years, and Jade… not wanting to interfere with his happy life, nearly killed herself by leaving his side to live alone. It had scarred her deeply, and the wound still hadn’t healed. It was rare for a person such as themselves to find a mate… a TRUE mate who was much more than a soul mate. And it was even rarer at times to find that mate unclaimed. Jade had never been the same.

And now the most wild of them all, yet the most brilliant of them all, was mate-scented. Great. Lisa, Ryu, Jade, and Max sighed and let her go, knowing that it would kill Night not to go to him. But… that didn’t mean they couldn’t follow to make sure she didn’t get hurt. Night rammed herself into the wall and let out a cry of alarm as she fell through it into the world of white sand… an ink black sky… and an ever present crescent moon.

She hit the ground on her feet though… gotta love cat luck. It was the landing of her friends on top of her that made her black out.

In fact… all of the comrades blacked out… but not because of landing hard… it was because of how dense the spiritual particles were. It was like almost a fatal rush of ecstasy. And then… something strange happened. Their minds started wandering out of their bodies. Minds are always drawn to their mates, even if they do not know it themselves.

Most shifters of their home world only had this happen when one: their unclaimed mates were nearby, two: when there was going to be a really bad attack on their planet, and three: when their mates were in danger.

Aizen gasped softly as he suddenly felt a powerful surge of pain and pleasure hit his mind. What the Hell? He wondered, eyes uncharacteristically wide with shock. He nearly collapsed and briefly heard Kaname murmur at his side, “Are you alright, sir?”

Gin’s usual foxy face lost its grin and he opened his eyes to watch his lord and master. What was that that he and Kaname just felt? Whatever it was, it had headed for Aizen and crashed into him like a bull in rutting season. Damn… what kind of spiritual pressure was that?

Kaname wrapped an arm around Aizen’s back, trying to understand what was going on.

Grimmjow growled low in his throat and protectively asked, “Are you ok, sir?” He made no move to touch his master though, knowing from experience that that was a very seriously bad thing to do. Even though Aizen was dying, the arrancar had to admit that his master still had his pride and still had his power. And for that made the original Espada respect him a whole lot more than they ever had during the war.

Ulquiorra and Stark were nearby, ready to be of assistance if needed. Ulquiorra tensed as he sensed another wave of strange spiritual pressure come into the throne room. Where was it headed? He wondered as he looked from wall to wall.

Night was in a dream state, or vision state, she didn’t know which. His scent was so strong now, and now she understood what it was that captivated her. It was a man… and… it was her mate. Not just a mate, no… it was a mate of being. How had she managed to find him, she didn’t know. How she knew anything else… that fact also she didn’t know. All she knew was that he was close… very close… and her mind was already mingling with his.

He was beautiful… this creature of the dismal white, grey, and black place. He had brown hair, slightly wavy, and short, but not too short. A long wavy lock of hair fell between his eyes and it was tempting to brush it to the side. His eyes were also brown, but had a density in them that could melt any human… or drown any woman with desire. She involuntarily shivered, trying very hard not to overwhelm him.

Hell, that was funny.

Here she was, overwhelmed, and she was trying not to overwhelm him? What a joke. Sensations were like colors; vivid reds, blues, and greens. His mind was very complex and very strong. Huge steel walls covered his mind, thick with bars of harder metal, and barely any windows. There was plenty of light though. She was surprised that he let her take a look around at all. But… maybe that was because it was an accident? She looked him over again… his inner self image and found it to be even more stunning. He wore white… trimmed with grey and black. It looked sexy on him, and did little to hide that he was ripped. She just about drooled.

“Do you like what you see?” He asked, with a voice that could mesmerize even an angel. Wow…. How could she be so lucky? Her eyes met his and she blushed, but held his gaze, very curious. Whoever came up with the phrase, ‘Curiosity killed the cat’, should have been handsomely rewarded.

Finally she whispered, “Yes. Very much so.” Now why in the Hell did she tell him that? She wondered, suddenly feeling the urge to rip her tongue out.

Aizen regarded the intruder in his mind with awe… and suspicion. He looked her up and down. She was very pretty, short spiked dark blue hair… fair skin… freckles on her nose… and oceanic blue green eyes. A light dusting of light blue scale like markings accented her neck and trailed over her arms. She was small and curvy, but was stronger than a horde of Menos. He had the proof of that by her just being in his mind at all. He saw her blush turn a bit pinker and he chuckled inwardly. She was amusing… if not downright interesting. He knew he should be irritated by her barging into his mind like this… but… maybe it would work out in his favor?

He slowly smiled in that characteristic smirk of his and he suddenly was by her side. He leaned in, his mouth nearly touching hers. He smelled her scent. She smelled of strawberries and of something else he couldn’t quite place. Either way, both smells were intoxicating and it was all he could do to not tackle her. Years and years of restraint were almost melted down to nothing with her in his thoughts. He asked her softly, not really intending to sound so husky, “Who are you?”

Aizen trembled and promptly passed out from the stress of his mental state. Kaname sighed softly and laid his boss on the ground gently. Gin was just returning from hunting down a cushion and blanket. He put it under Aizen’s head and watched as Kaname drew the blanket over their master. Grimmjow let out a cry as the strange entering spiritual pressure collided with him. Ulquiorra watched him dispassionately as the sexta Espada collapsed onto the floor with a loud bang.

Idiot. The fourth Espada thought as he sensed yet another spiritual pressure enter the room through the walls. What was going on? His emerald eyes regarded Grimmjow again, noting that the fool was out cold… like Aizen-sama. The entity bounced off of the walls of the throne room and then collided with Stark. The primera Espada collapsed to the ground with a soft groan.

Gin noted the entering pressures and clicked his zanpakuto, ready to draw it. Kaname grabbed his hand to stay his advance. The dark man said softly, “I think they mean us no harm.”

“You could have fooled me.” Gin said softly as he scanned the room, taking in the fallen form of Grimmy and Stark.

Lisa found herself in a chaotic room with disorganization as the norm. She looked around, wondering like everyone else what was going on. She then found herself pushed into a wall by a very strong… male with very vivid blue hair and blue eyes. She wrinkled her nose. “Off me CAT!” She growled and shoved him off.

“BITCH! Who the Hell are you and what the Fuck are you doing in my mind?!!!!” Grimmjow hollered, glaring at her dangerously.

“PUSSY!” Lisa shrieked. “You act like I wanted to be plunked down in some overgrown litter box that you conveniently call a mind! Get me outta here!” She bolted for the door but never made it. His thick arms wrapped around her and he sniffed her hair, which was long and blond… and very smooth and silky. His body involuntarily became interested, but his mind was still on other matters.

“This may be a litter box, but it’s mine, so you’d best be kind and tell me WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE DOING IN MY HEAD!!!!” Grimmjow bellowed into her ear. “Cause if you don’t… I might get pissed… and then something bad might happen to you.”

“My name is Lisa Trinity, and I’m from the planet Nemrid. I honestly don’t know how I ended up in your mind. You are a prick, you know that?” Lisa regarded the blue haired man with annoyance. The wolf in her wanted to bite him, but the woman in her was noticing all of his attractive features. Traitorous lust bunnies!

“You’ve got a point?” Grimmjow asked softly with a grin. This could get fun.

“No… but somehow I don’t think you do either.” Lisa snidely mentioned, trying unsuccessfully to get out of his tight grip.

“Oh, you don’t do you?” Grimmjow asked, his mood changing to playful. “You want to bet?”
Lisa grinned wolfishly. “You are on, hot shot.”
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