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Hybrid Theory	By : elrazhnia Category: Bleach > General Views: 5951 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author's Note: I waited a week after posting the first chapter before even beginning to work on this, waiting to see what suggestions I would get. It was also further delayed by the fact that when I stepped out of the room to use the bathroom after typing up about half the chapter without saving, my puppy decided to clamber across my laptop (on my bed) and managed to push the appropriate key configuration to close out Jarte on me so I had to try and remember everything I'd written word for word again. Thanks, Zoe, thanks a lot. Since I only got two people (though both made multiple suggestions), I initially thought about waiting an extra week, but that would mean I would start working on the first anniversary of my grandfather's death, and that just seemed very inappropriate to me. He was more like a father to me, and didn't particularly approve of me writing fanfics in general, never mind how he would feel to know I was writing smutty ones. -_-
On that same note, fair warning. This is my first time in nine years working solo on a het smut scene, and my first time EVER working solo on a yaoi scene. I've done both in RP form quite a bit over the last few years, but the last time I tried to write one all on my own was when I was thirteen, and still not very good at writing. This is also my first attempt at non-con in any form what-so-ever, so I'm hoping it turns out at least decent.
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"Well, if there are no more objections."Aizen continued as if Orihime had not spoken. "I believe it is time we get this experiment under way. But which samples to match up? Decisions, decisions...
There was a brief silence before Aizen turned to the Cuatro Espada.
"Ulquiorra. You've done so well at looking after our little princess, I see no reason to change things now."
"Yes, Aizen-sama."Ulquiorra said coolly. Orihime cast Aizen another glare, but didn't budge. Aizen chuckled.
"Oh, do you wish to see who shall be caring for your friends before you depart?"
From where he stood in the room, Starrk let out a barely audible sigh. How troublesome... Well, if he had to do this, he may as well take the easy one.
"I'll take that one..."he muttered, gesturing half-heartedly in Nemu's direction.
"I don't think so."Szayel responded immediately. "I'm quite fascinated with that one. It will be rather intriguing to study her."
"So long as you don't damage her too much."Aizen stated. "She must remain healthy for our experiment to have any merit."
"But of course, Aizen-sama."Szayel stated before turning again to Starrk. "Knowing how lazy you are, I'm sure you wanted her because she's docile. Why not take her then?"
Starrk's eyes followed the scientist's gesture to Retsu. She had yet to allow her calm countenance to falter, and even with her reiatsu restrained he could feel her gently pulsing what little of it she could in a comforting manner, trying to soothe her subordinate still clinging close at her side. Not as docile as the one Szayel had taken, but he doubted she'd be much of a problem either.
"Fine then."
"T-Taichou..."Hanatarou said worriedly as his Captain was pulled to her feet. She gave the little healer a serene smile.
"Don't worry, Yamada-kun. Everything will be alright."
Hanatarou watched with wide, terrified blue eyes as his Taichou was led off down the hall by her captor, a slight tremble emanating from his body. Szayel also left with Nemu in tow, eager to begin his study of the girl.
Baraggan stood quietly as he studied his options alongside the other remaining Espada. It was really rather slim pickings in his opinion. His eyes fell onto one, however, that showed some promise. Not as entertainment or an easy conquest. That wasn't what concerned him. He simply wanted the best... incubator for his heir. This one was strong, and held himself with an air that was definitely nobility.
"I'll take the noble boy."he stated simply. Orihime's eyes narrowed in confusion, identical looks crossing Chad's and Uryuu's faces.
"But... Kuchiki-san is a male."Orihime stated what all the humans were thinking. "He can't even get pregnant."
Aizen laughed at the naivete of the girl.
"Human males cannot get pregnant, but Shinigami are not entirely human. Our bodies are not entirely solid, you see, made up almost entirely of reishi. Shinigami, Hollows, all spiritual beings, are more than capable of allowing a male to conceive. An amalgamation of both partners' reishi mingles within the submissive partner's body, allowing a fetus to be formed. Of course, it's just as hit and miss as a general pregnancy with a sperm and eggs, but not hindered by a twenty-eight day cycle."
Uryuu took in the information presented to them with an odd combination of fascination and disgust. It was certainly an interesting concept, something he would have to look into if-when- he got out of here. He was also extremely grateful at that moment to be 100% human. No pregnancy for him, thank the Gods...
"I'll take the redhead."Grimmjow said with a grin. "Nice and feisty, this should be entertaining."
Renji shot a glare in the Sexta Espada's direction. Of course it would be just his luck to end up with the one who hated Ichigo. The bastard would probably take that aggression out on him in addition to the torment that would be coming regardless of which of these freaks took him.
Nnoitra began to speak up to lay his claim on one of the prisoners, but was interrupted by Gin speaking from Aizen's side.
"Aizen-sama, would it be too much to ask to allow me a little pet of my own? It does get so lonely and boring..."
Aizen eyed the two Shinigami loyal to him for a moment, thinking over the silver-haired man's statement. While his precious hybrids were the key to his victory, a few more loyal pure Shinigami could also be useful, and he supposed the two of them had earned themselves a reward for their loyalty to him thus far. As his mind followed that same train of thought, another thought occurred to him. While as a Shinigami he would certainly live for a long time, he wouldn't live forever. Perhaps having an heir to groom would be a useful idea. Brown eyes drifted over the prisoners yet unclaimed as he made his decision on the matter.
"You've had your eye on the Kuchiki girl for quite some time, haven't you, Gin?"Aizen questioned, chuckling at the grin that spread across his subordinate's face at that. "Then she's yours. Just be careful with her."
"Yes, Aizen-sama."the fox-faced man grinned.
"Kaname, can I trust you to take proper care of my dear former lieutenant?"
"As you wish."Tosen stated simply.
"Don't you touch her!"Toushirou growled out, moving the best he could to place himself between Momo and the threat to her.
Aizen eyed the small Captain amusedly. The more he thought about it, the more perfect the boy seemed as the carrier of his heir. So young, yet already so strong. He could only imagine just how powerful he would become in another century, and any offspring of his would certainly be powerful as well. Generally speaking he preferred women, and in fact had considered taking Hinamori for himself, but he wasn't picky in that department, and Toushirou was by no means unattractive. His snow-colored hair and bright aquamarine eyes were certainly intriguing. But these facts were all secondary. It was his power, plain and simple, that was important to Aizen at this moment.
"I'd be more worried about myself if I were you, Hitsugaya-taichou."Aizen all but purred. "Because you have your own purpose to fulfill. I can think of no one better to be the carrier of my own heir."
"Over my dead body!"Toushirou immediately spat.
"Yours? Or hers?"Aizen said, indicating the girl he was trying to protect. Toushirou stiffened, narrowing aqua eyes at the madman.
"Shiro-chan..."Momo murmured softly, drawing the boy's attention. "I don't like this any more than you do... but we don't have a choice. Until someone comes to rescue us, we'll just have to do what Aizen-taichou wants."
Toushirou gazed at his friend with a sad expression. After everything he'd done, and everything he'd just made completely clear he still intended to do to them, the girl still called him Taichou. Her mental and emotional stability was still rather questionable, still suffering from the shock of what the traitor had done. It occurred to Toushirou that if he didn't obey, the bastard would probably take Momo in his place. He didn't want to imagine what that would do to her. She'd probably break completely, believing she'd have her precious Aizen-taichou back, and more than happy to be serving him in such a way... No, he refused to allow that to happen to her. So he would suffer in her place. He couldn't save her entirely from Aizen's wrath, but he could at least protect her from the worst possible outcome of it.
With a dejected look, Toushirou moved away from his defensive stance before Momo, reclaiming his position beside her. He'd play obedience now, but he swore the moment his reiatsu wasn't sealed, Aizen would be slaughtered.
Aizen pulled his eyes away from the now-obedient boy to find that Yammy and Nnoitra had taken it upon themselves to claim their own prisoners while he'd been handling the situation at hand, Yammy taking Rangiku and Nnoitra, Soi Fon. He gave one more reminder to the two of them to be as gentle as possibly with their prisoners before taking stock of who was left.
The two humans were incapable of being carriers. Ukitake's health and Hanatarou's frail frame meant they were unlikely to be able to successfully carry a child to term without serious risk to either themselves or the child in question. True, Hanatarou was not as small as Toushirou, but Toushirou had the reiatsu and muscle build from battle that he could safely carry a child. Hanatarou had none of that. Besides that, he was sure none of his male Arrancar would wish to degrade themselves (as they would see it) to the necessary actions to become a carrying parent. So these four prisoners would need female partners, making his choices rather limited.
"Tier,"he said, turning to the only female amongst his Espada. "I trust you and your Fraccion can attend to our remaining... guests."
Tier had a displeased look in her eyes. Sure, this whole plan was simple enough for the male Espada. Knock their victim up, then they were done. Assuming of course they each were only required to have one kid. She, on the other hand, was the one who would be carrying any offspring, dealing with everything that came along with pregnancy. And now he wanted the same of her Fraccion? She could understand where he was coming from, none of these men would do as carriers, and their choices were limited to make them sires, but still. Her three friends were irritating enough on an every day basis, she was not at all looking forward to what they would be like while having mood swings. As much as she wanted to refuse, she didn't wish to incur Aizen's wrath. She let out a short sigh before nodding in Aizen's direction.
"Of course, Aizen-sama."
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"Simply fascinating..."Szayel murmured to himself, looking over the results of his analysis on Nemu. He'd immediately detected the presence of several poisons and chemical compounds in her body, no doubt a trap for anyone she were to fight against. The most fascinating had been one he'd found in her abdomen, something he most certainly would not have enjoyed being on the receiving end of.
After clearing out the toxins, he'd continued his analysis. The girl had been artificially created, through some rather intriguing combination of Gigai and Gikon technologies. This new discovery made him wonder if it was even possible for her to be a viable subject in Aizen-sama's experiment.
"Well, only one way to find out."he chuckled to himself, turning away from his analysis to look to the girl they pertained to. She'd still yet to say a word or lash out. She'd been stripped of her shihakusho and was now clad in white clothing that was a cross between a hospital gown and the clothing common among the Arrancar to wear. Szayel had let her hair loose, and it flowed down her back in thick waves that he was fairly sure were a result of the braid, and would eventually fall straight if left loose long enough.
"You are certainly an intriguing one, my dear."he stated, signaling with his hand for her to stand. She obeyed docilely. "And so obedient."
"Not obedient. Just mindful."she said, the first words out of her mouth since her capture.
"Oh? Of what?"
"However long it may take, the Seireitei will come for us eventually. And my Taichou would be rather irritated to have to repair any damage done to me by disobeying before I can return to my duties."
Szayel gave an amused smile at the girl's words.
"Very intriguing indeed."he repeated before turning and walking toward the doorway that connected his lab to his sleeping quarters. He knew without having to look at her that the girl was following behind him. He sealed the door before ordering Nemu to strip and move to the bed. She obeyed without a word, slipping the white dress off over her head and placing it on a nearby chair before seating herself on the edge of the plain white bed. Szayel's eyes roved over her bare form analytically as he stripped off his own clothing.
His analysis had shown that her body was made fully capable of conception, but he still had no data to go on to indicate her cross-compatibility with an Arrancar. As he'd pointed out to Aizen earlier, there was no precedent for any manner of inter-breeding between Arrancar and any other races. Even breeding singularly among the many sub-classes of Hollows was uncommon. It was unheard of for Gillian, too focused on constantly feeding to even bother with such things. It was not unheard of for Adjuchas, but was still decidedly rare due to the still existent need to feed. Even Szayel couldn't be sure of the breeding of Vasto Lorde, for the simple fact that the Vasto Lorde themselves were so rare an occurrence. The same could be said for the Arrancar, though he knew it to be possible only from a chance meeting. During his time as an Adjuchas, he had stumbled upon a female Arrancar, one of the rare who had attained such a level without Aizen's interference, who had been halfway through pregnancy at the time. He'd been intrigued and wanted to ask her a few questions-both about the pregnancy and her evolution- but she had warned him that if he were still around when her mate returned from hunting, the jealous Hollow would see to it he left minus a few crucial body parts, if he left at all.
As he wrapped up his thoughts, Szayel approached the bed, nonchalantly pushing the stoic girl to lay back on it. Maybe his comrades would see fit to have a little fun with their pets, but for him, it was only the results that were important. At least for now. Maybe he could use her to blow off some steam when he was stressed out. But for now he just wanted to make sure he could begin his study of this potential phenomenon.
"My analysis showed that you're a virgin. This will probably hurt."he said nonchalantly. The girl beneath him gave no response. She had an immensely high threshold for pain, so she was certain that she could handle it.
Szayel didn't know whether to be amused or annoyed by her lack of response. He was honestly a little of both. He gave a light scowl, fisting one hand in long black hair and jerking her head up.
"Say something, muñeca."
"What should I say?"Nemu asked. His scowl deepened, and he yanked on her black hair again, pulling her into a kneeling position on the bed. He was pleased to note that the rough treatment caused a slight wince on her countenance, but still nothing to indicate that she was in much pain.
"We don't have time for your little games, muñeca."he stated, his freehand reaching down to grab both of her own and drawing them to his semi-hard length. "I trust you know what to do from here?"
Nemu made no indication of assent, but began moving her hands at a slow pace. Szayel smirked, twisting her hair tighter in his grip.
"Faster."he demanded, and she wordlessly obeyed. He allowed a small moan to pass by his lips. Maybe it would be worth having a little fun with her, but not today. He had a job to do today.
"Stop."he stated simply once she'd brought him to full erection. As soon as her hands released him he pulled once more on her hair to throw her back on the bed. She didn't move from where she landed, and he eased himself between her legs.
"You shall certainly be an interesting little toy in the days to come, mi muñeca linda. But for today, we have work to do."
Without another word, he grasped himself and positioned himself against her entrance. With one solid thrust, he was buried fully inside her.
Nemu felt a searing pain in her lower body, the result of both her lost virginity and the lack of proper preparation. It was far worse than she had expected, but only a small gasp escaped her lips, accompanied by a widening of green eyes. Her fingers flexed minutely against the pure white blanket beneath her, but she remained otherwise still. Each movement the Octava Espada made within her threatened to draw another cry from her, but she managed to contain them all after the first. This was certainly not the worst pain she'd ever been in, the logical part of her mind knew that, but a small irrational part of her mind was screaming for someone to kill her and put an end to it.
She was thankful when the Espada gave a few harsh thrusts before going lax over her. He rolled to the side, taking a few moments to settle his uneven breathing before standing from the bed. He stepped into the suite's attached bathroom without a word, leaving the girl alone with her thoughts. Sitting up on the edge of the bed, Nemu found herself briefly wondering if this insane experiment would work. She supposed she would fine out in time. An idle thought briefly crossed her mind that her Taichou would probably be rather intrigued as well if this were successful...
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Brown eyes glared venomously across the room at the Sexta Espada who simply let out an irritated sigh from where he was lounging in a comfortable chair.
"Give it a rest with the glares already. I'm not gonna touch you."
"Like I believe that."Renji growled, keeping a wary eye on Grimmjow. Blue eyes gazed at the redhead in irritation, another sigh slipping past his lips.
"Okay, listen and listen good, 'cause I only intend to say this once. This whole 'take over the world' bullshit Aizen's plotting? Not my cup of tea, so to speak."
Renji raised an eyebrow. "What' that got to do with this?"
"I figure if I keep you from getting mangled by one of the other fuckers around here, I can get some good sparring matches out of Kurosaki."
"Is that what you call trying to kill each other?"
Grimmjow laughed. "You don't get it, I see. The best sparring matches are when you go out, with full intent to kill. But I think we both know damn well at this point, neither of us is going to kill the other any time soon. We're both too stubborn to be taken out."
"What does this have to do with me?"
"Hm?"it was Grimmjow's turn to raise an eyebrow. "What? Aren't you two an item?"
Renji stared dumbfounded at the Espada, unsure at first how to react.
"W-what the hell?! No, we're not!"
"Huh... So the tough guy's too much of a pussy to admit it, eh?"
"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about."
"The blush on your face says otherwise."Grimmjow grinned, causing Renji to sputter. The grin faded after only a few moments though. "But in all seriousness... I'm not gonna be like the rest of these guys and force you. But do you think Aizen's just going to assume we're listening to orders and leave it at that? I'm sure at some point or another he's going to be checking to see that things are going the way they're supposed to, especially if some of his prisoners get knocked up but others don't. And if he does that, and finds out we haven't even done anything, you'll just be given to one of the others, who certainly won't be as nice as I am."
Renji frowned, seeing the other male's point. That still didn't make him want to go along with this though.
"Look, I'm not saying I'm gonna be screwing you on a nightly basis like the others are probably getting. But if you aren't taking it up the ass at least occasionally, you'll be fucked in a whole other sense of the word."
Renji cringed at Grimmjow's choice of words on the subject, but as much as he loathed to admit it, the other was absolutely right. He certainly didn't relish the thought of sleeping with Grimmjow, but it was better than the alternative if Aizen found out he wasn't doing just that.
Then of course was the thought that should have been paramount: the ultimate result of just WHY he would be sleeping with the Espada. He unconsciously let a hand drift over his abdomen. Even though he'd known that as a Shinigami it was perfectly possible for him to be pregnant, he'd never allowed himself to believe that it would happen. He'd spent the majority of his life as straight, subconsciously thinking for a long time that he would end up with Rukia. Then even when things shifted, and he realized he was in fact bisexual, he'd always been a seme, so of course he'd assumed even if he did end up settling down with a man permanently rather than a woman, he'd still be the sire of any children he'd end up having, not the carrier.
"Fine..."he finally managed to force out, his fingers now gripping his shihakusho over his stomach.
Grimmjow had been watching the Shinigami during his entire internal conflict. He couldn't really fathom what he must be feeling as his hand rested on his abdomen, but he was sure it was not happy thoughts of impending 'motherhood'. He let out another irritated sigh. Forced or not, he was sure Kurosaki would still seriously want to kick his ass for what he was going to have to do to the guy he was too stubborn to admit he had feelings for.
It would certainly be a fun fight...
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"Please tell me you're kidding."Franceska Mila Rose said, staring at her mistress while her other two companions observed the men that had been pulled along with her to the room.
"I wish I was."Tier sighed. "But I'm completely serious. Aizen-sama wants us to breed with them, or at least attempt to. We're still not entirely certain that it's possible."
"Hm, interesting..."Cyan Sung-Sun commented. "Have you made the decision on how to... divide them up?"
At least she could rely on Cyan to be level-headed and get straight to the point.
"I'll be taking the one with the highest spiritual pressure."Tier said, all eyes in the room instantly falling to Juushirou. "The rest of them you can divide amongst yourselves as you like."
With that, Tier stepped from the sitting area of her chambers into her sleeping quarters with Juushirou in tow, leaving her Fraccion to decide for themselves how to divide up the other three prisoners.
Franceska let out an irritated sigh. This was just great. She knew full well that she was not the motherly type, and she shuddered to think how Cyan and Emilou would handle children of their own. But she supposed they didn't have a choice.
"I guess I'll take the strong one. I doubt either of you two could handle him."she finally stated.
"What's that supposed to mean?!"Emilou immediately snapped in irritation.
"She has a point."Cyan stated calmly. "It's a simple matter of build, Apacci. You and I are too delicate to handle someone so large."
Emilou rolled her eyes, but decided to simply let the other two have their way. She wasn't particularly interested in the big guy, anyway. She found the little one more interesting. He kept blue eyes averted, staring at the floor in front of his feet. Bossing him around was sure to be plenty of fun.
"I'll take the little guy then."she said to the others, to which Cyan gave a shrug.
"Very well. I have no qualms against taking this one."
Uryuu glared at the female Arrancar, who was gazing at him with amused lavender eyes. So this was the Quincy she'd heard so much about. This would certainly be fun...
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If nothing else, Byakuya could say he had pride. Even stripped of his kenseikan, his scarf, and his Taichou haori, he still maintained his pride as the head of the noble Kuchiki Clan and a Taichou of the Gotei 13. Nothing could ever strip him of that. As such, he held his head high as he followed the old man through the pure white halls of Las Noches. He got the sense from the Baraggan that he considered this whole thing to be a hassle, and wouldn't mess with him anymore than was necessary.
He was more concerned about his sister than himself, if he were honest with himself. His new 'master' had taken him from the room before he could learn which of their captors had laid claim to her, and he doubted she would be treated gently regardless of who that was. His mind was already going over just what he would do to Aizen if his precious sister was harmed, beginning with separating a certain lower extremity from the brunette's body.
He wouldn't dare allow anyone to see it on the outside, but Byakuya felt a wave of apprehension wash over him as he was led into the King of Hueco Mundo's chambers. The man bluntly ordered him to strip, making some comment about returning shortly before exiting the room again. Byakuya briefly considered refusing the order given to him, but decided better against it. With his reiatsu sealed as it was, he stood no chance of defending himself against the Segunda Espada should he choose to punish him for his insolence. He could do no good to his sister battered and broken.
Byakuya silently stripped out of his shihakusho, his tekkou, and the remainder of his garments, neatly folding the clothing and placing it in a nearby chair. He entertained the idea of sitting on the bed, but that would present an air of submissiveness, so he stubbornly remained standing in the center of the room. After some time, the noble's captor returned, carrying something in his hand. Byakuya wondered what it was, but did not express his curiosity.
Baraggan was pleased that the Shinigami had done as ordered in his absence. With his reishi contained by the silver bangle on his wrist, he could easily have forced him to comply, but he just didn't want to deal with that hassle. He took a moment to study the Shinigami's body, but not in a blatantly sexual manner. He certainly had the build to be able to safely carry an heir to full term, and the immense spiritual pressure, which he could sense even with it contained by the bangle, would ensure the strength of the child.
Setting the vial of pills he'd gone to retrieve from Szayel on a table near the bed, Baraggan instructed the Shinigami to kneel on the king-sized bed as he removed his own clothing. He was mildly amused to note his stubborn determination to keep his pride intact even in this demeaning act. Once the Espada had his own clothing stripped, he turned again to the vial, lifting it and studying the round white pills. He had said they would make the job easier, and that he had also sent one of his Fraccion off to give a few bottles to Tier and her own Fraccion to handle their prisoners as well. After all, it was much more difficult for a woman to rape a man than the other way around, at least without a little help in the matter.
With a sigh, the old Espada removed two pills from the bottle and swallowed them down. He didn't feel any different at first, but after a few minutes he began to feel the blood in his body heating up, eventually beginning to flow to more... interesting areas. A mere five minutes after he'd swallowed down the pills, his body was at full attention, prepared for what needed to be accomplished.
Baraggan moved to stand beside the bed, noting that the Shinigami had not moved from the humiliating position he'd found himself in. But he still had that damn stoic expression on his face. Well, he'd tend to that soon enough. Without giving any manner of warning, he placed hands on the pale Shinigami's hips, jerking him backward in position to line up his shot. Then without a moment's hesitation, he pushed into his entrance, barely able to suppress a groan at the tight heat.
Even Byakuya only had so much control, and a muted cry rose to his lips at the rough intrusion. While he was far from a virgin in general terms, this in particular was something entirely new to him. The pain was intense, and he was certain he felt something tear. It wasn't long before he felt something wet running down one of his legs. Blood, no doubt. He doubted he'd be sitting properly for the next few days, or until he came into contact with Orihime, whichever came first. The pain wasn't exactly unbearable, but it was close enough, and he found himself taking deep, almost hissing breaths, his eyes shut tightly in furious denial at even the very notion of tears. He didn't understand how that boy he'd one time had the misfortune of walking in on Renji with could have been enjoying this so much. Either he was a masochist, or Renji was more skilled than he gave him credit for.
Baraggan gave a few more brutal thrusts before letting out a grunt as he filled the Shinigami with his seed. He stilled for a few moments to gather his breath before pulling out, watching as a mixture of blood and semen seeped out and rand down pale thighs. There was a slight tremble to Byakuya's body, the noble fighting with his muscles to stay in the position he was in, even though his body screamed at him to just collapse against the white sheets below him.
"That'll leave a mess on the sheets."Baraggan commented idly. "I"ll have to have Ggio change the bedding."
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Author Notes:
Kalla: Thanks a bunch for your suggestions! I must admit, BaragganXByakuya had never crossed my mind in the slightest before your suggestion, but it was unable to leave my head after I read it!
Ryan: Thank you for the multiple suggestions. The only one that's impossible is pairing anyone off with Aaroniero (the Ninth Espada). All Espada who survive up to the arrival of the Captains' are kept in tact, but Rukia managed to kill him before that, despite suffering near-fatal injuries herself. As for your comment involving the Fraccion: You're absolutely right that they (and therefore any offspring they'd produce) are not nearly as strong as their Espada masters. But they are also by no means weak. I have that element in place for a few reasons, one admittedly being simply personal preference. Another is that Aizen wants to avoid an issue that basically amounts to sibling rivalry arising. That's really the best way to word it, and in a real world setting, half-siblings have this far worse than full siblings (I have a half brother, and most of our 'sibling rivalry' moments were connected largely to our fathers). Dealing with a growing child is bad enough, but no Arrancar wants to deal with two three-year-olds constantly yelling at each other because they both think they're daddy's favorite based on who their mommy was. Finally, in certain cases it's simply a physical impossibility. It's simply the only way to avoid locking pretty much every male prisoner into a yaoi pairing. I quite enjoy yaoi, but I don't want to put every single one of them into a yaoi pairing. If I stick exclusively with the Espada as breeding partners, the only female I have available is Tier. And it would be very difficult (though granted not biologically impossible...) for her to be pregnant by multiple partners at once. But I actually liked the example you gave for that so much, it inspired me to do the GrimmRen pairing even though it wasn't a direct pairing suggestion.
I was going to at least touch on each "couple" in this chapter, but decided to stop where I did so I could update sooner. Due to having missed the episode(s) he is in (my cable and Internet were down for six weeks...), I have absolutely NO CLUE WHATSOEVER how to write Zommari, other than a general idea based on the description in his Wikia page. It's for that reason that he is excluded from any pairings, I just KNOW I would be horribly OOC if I tried to write him. Other than him I managed to pair off all surviving Espada, and limit my use of the Fraccion down only to Tier's (I would have had to use them or Lilynette in order to avoid putting all but one of the male prisoners into yaoi pairings). However, that doesn't mean that a Fraccion or two won't have some more relevance at a later point in the story (or a sequel, whichever way I choose to break it down). I'd actually played around with the idea of Aizen doing exactly to Momo what Toushirou thinks about, but in the end decided not to. While she's by no means weak, Aizen would want his heir to be carried by someone of Captain level power.
I'm trying to keep everyone as in character as possible for the beginning (though I freely admit I may have unintentionally failed at some, most likely Baraggan since I have very limited exposure to his appearances), but events will cause certain characters to change over time. And before anyone decides to say something in relation to the placement of Szayel's Hollow hole... I just didn't want to get into that. I have no idea how that would even work, and in my mind am just going to assume that area is normal. It just makes my life easier...
muñeca= "doll"
mi muñeca linda= "my pretty doll"
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Hybrid Theory