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Grimmjow: Reconciling The Past	By : Kisuke.LikeABoss Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 2436 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2: Location Obtained

He walked the halls of Las Noches. He was lean, well-muscled and incredibly good looking. He was the new Arrancar, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. With his mask a jaguar's jaw fixed to his right cheek and blue spiky hair. At the corners of his eyes he wore blue etchings that accented his piercing blue eyes. After sometime inside the palace, training and collecting his group to become his Fracciónes. He was made Espada number 6. As he came upon the palace quarters of Espada number 3, he straightens his jacket, licked his palm to smooth his hair back and knocked on the door.

A female opens the door, she is a Fracción. She wears a single horned mask on her head, covering her navy blue hair. She has one blue and one brown eye, with an etching of red surrounding her left eye. He feels an immediate connection with the female. As if he knows her from somewhere. He asks to see the Tres Espada; she gave him a dirty look but turns to get her. It was then he recognized her. 'Shit, she's the female from that time! And she's a Fracción of Nelliel! That's not good.' He thought to himself. But his awkwardness was short lived as the woman that approached the door, was NOT his Nelliel.

"What is it you require with me, Sexta?" Tier Harribel asked him.

"Ah, yea well, ya see I was looking for Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck. Isn't she the Tres Espada?" he questioned the female Arrancar.

"She hasn't been seen in quite some time. I was promoted to Tres a year ago, just about the time you got here," she replied to the Sexta.

"Wait, what? How is that possible? How does one go missing and another Arrancar takes their place?" he needed to know.

"Haah," the new Tres exhaled softly. "Look I dunno how she went missing; I was simply told by Aizen-sama, that my rank was moved to three. And to answer your other question, an Arrancar can be replaced with another based on Aizen-sama's word, or they are killed."

At that the Sexta ran from the quarters, ran from the hall, and ran from Las Noches. He ran to see his previous owner. When he arrived at her place, there was no one home. It looked like no one had been there in a long while. He walked around the building and found that a wall had exploded out, and a hole was made in the side of the outer wall. After further investigation he found old blood on the ground around the corner of her home. He sniffed it and recognized Nelliel's scent. He became completely enraged.

"What is this?" there came the voice he had become accustomed to. Nnoitra, the new Espada number 5, promoted to that spot also around the time he entered Las Noches. "You know she's gone missing for some time now. Aizen-sama just promoted Tier Halibel, to replace that bitch." Looking annoyed he continued on, "Another faqin woman, can you believe that!?"

"Where did she go?" he asked seething with fury.

"Well she tried to defeat me and failed so… I tossed her ass out," he told the new Espada. A look of satisfaction befell the Quinta's face.

Grimmjow grabbed the higher ranked Espada and pulled him forward; he reared his fist back and planted it square into the Espada's jaw. There was broken bones heard, however they came from Grimmjow. He didn't seem to pay any attention to the pain, as he wailed again on the Quinta. He didn't care about this punk being a rank higher, he would never back down.

Nnoitra laughed hysterically at the Sexta's attempt to pummel him. He let him get his hits in, until every bone in both his hands and wrists were decimated. The Quinta then proceeded to swing his Zanpakutō upwards at his juniors' side. Grimmjow was thrown into the air and crashed back down to the sandy ground. He was incapable of reaching his feet; he waited for Nnoitra to finish him off.

"Ha! What was that!? You're not even worth my time. Come back when you present a challenge to me," he told the Sexta.

Grimmjow barely had a voice but his next words were full of malice. "You better pray I never have a chance at you Nnoitra. 'Cause the second I do, I'm a fuck your world up!" The insect laughed again and walked away. Grimmjow would from this moment on, look to destroy anything that remotely reminded him of the happiness he felt here, in this place, with that woman.

30 years before the battles in Hueco Mundo…

On Patrol with his new partner, Nnoitra the Quinta Espada, Grimmjow finds he still can't stand to look at the bastard. However he had yet to find the right opportunity to kill the fucker. He barely remembered his reasons for despising the insect.

"Why do you always look at me so… disturbingly Sexta? You wanna have a piece of me… again… is that it?" Nnoitra jeered at him.

"I'm not in the mood for your bullshit right now, Nnoitra!" replied Grimmjow, though he would like nothing more than to rip his face off and eat it. The Quinta came up close to him, right up to his ear and whispered the one thing he knew would set off the Sexta.

"Hmmm, one can only wonder what little Nelliel is doing right now, huh?" he just said the worse thing ever, Grimmjow unleashed on the Espada. Grabbing Nnoitra by his raised collar he lifted him up and tossed him across the dunes. Nnoitra merely laughed at him, as he flew through the air. "C'mon loser! I know you been wanting a go at me for years! Let's settle this dispute!"

Grimmjow was just about to make his move when the sound of a child's cry caught his attention. "What the hell? We got kids around here?" he asked his opponent.

"Hahaha, no you idiot! Why would there be… any…?" he paused his answer as he looked over the Sexta's shoulder to find a child Arrancar in the distance, running away from a giant worm and two other Arrancar. As he thought about it he remembered that the former Tres had indeed reverted into a child. Upon further scrutiny, he recognized the small head of teal hair. It was her, it had to be. When he noticed the Sexta about to turn in the direction he was looking, he swung his blade at him. "Who cares about that shit? Your attention should be on the task at hand dumbass!"

Grimmjow bounced on his toes as a boxer would, before a forceful thrust of his fists was headed at Nnoitra. He'd been building his spiritual pressure and he was on par, or at least he thought so, with the number 5 Espada. They resumed their 70 year feud. But once again, Nnoitra kept the crippled Sexta there on the ground, near unconsciousness. "It's never gonna happen you moron! I'm stronger, smarter… better looking obviously… and have more experience. You'll never get a shot at me or my rank!" the Quinta thundered at Grimmjow, then walked away once again.

Grimmjow laid there in the sand for a long time, spitting up his blood, tissue and stomach contents. He gave in to the darkness that surrounded his awareness. When he came to, he found his wounds were healed, though his mouth was filled with slimy slush, he coughed it out and stood up. He looked around but saw no one, so he proceeded to head for Las Noches. 'I'll get you, you sonovabitch!' he vowed to himself.

Nel stood back after she helped to heal the Espada, she didn't know why she needed to do it. When Dondochakka tried to stop her, she yelled that if someone hurt him, would it be alright for her to leave him there injured. Just like she wouldn't leave him, she needed to help the man. He might be an Espada, but it wasn't like he was a Shinigami or something. She watched him leave and she couldn't help but feel that he was important to her in some way. Neither Pesche or Dondochakka would give her a reason, so they resumed their game of 'eternal pursuit.'

The Hueco Mundo battles…

The Shinigami wasn't a bad guy, Nel liked him. So when he needed help getting into Las Noches she did, though reluctantly, help him to the wall. When he told her to stay out, she couldn't listen to him, she followed him inside. The adventure leads her to meet once again, that funny Espada. Of course he was yelling at her to shaddup, and she listened, because he was so much more powerful then she was. However she couldn't help but smile up at him, when he wasn't looking. Then the Cuarto came and Nel cowered at his presence, but the Sexta took him out of the picture soon enough.

"Heal me, Inoue… and him as well," Itsygo told the girl the Sexta had brought with him. Though she was unenthusiastic about it, she did it anyway. Then off went Itsygo and the Sexta, they battled each other as if they were going to die if they couldn't finish this, but she felt one of them just might. And true enough the Sexta's battle with Itsygo came to a defeat, with the Sexta getting side swiped by the terrifying Quinta Espada, Nnoitra Gilga. Seeing him made her so nervous but she could only think it was his power that frightens her. She ran to the Sexta as he lay there unconscious, she did her best to heal him with her spit, but he was so far gone.

Nel watched the fights between Itsygo and Nnoitra as well as Orihime and Tesla. She wasn't scared of the girl until she saw her fight. She was just as terrifying as the Quinta. She defeated Tesla quickly and made her way to Nel. Orihime began to heal the Espada she'd curled herself next to. She told the Sexta to get Nel out of danger, after a quick disagreement, he agreed to it. Now he wanted to make his way back to the battle. She just couldn't let him go.

When she grasped his face in her hands, she didn't know why or how but her memories of their shared past came flooding back to her. All around her a pink smoky fog enveloped them both, when she emerged she was her full size and bent over the Sexta with her hands still placed at the sides of his handsome face.

"Whadafaq!" Grimmjow bellowed as he pushed himself backwards, causing Nelliel to fall forwards. "You are not Nelliel!" he yelled at the former child.

She stayed there on the sand braced on all fours, as she looked up at the Arrancar she used to own. Her jaw dropped at the sight of him, with all her memories intact, the feeling she'd had for him came rushing back at her. She leaned back on her heels, and brought a hand to her lips. He was watching her through the side of his eyes, not believing what he was seeing.

"Grimm…," she started to speak to him, in her soft yet high pitched voice. "I know it's hard to understand, and I'm trying to come to terms with what has happened, but you have to believe me. I am Nelliel." She began to get on her feet.

"No! There is no way you could have survived, I saw the Blood, I SMELLED IT!" he yelled at her again. "And you were replaced! Unless Aizen says so, no Espada is replaced unless they're DEAD! Trust me on that one, honey, I know!"

She didn't know what she could do to help convince him… so she jumped him. She tossed him over her shoulder and he landed on his back. She then jumped into a back flip to land atop his lap straddling his legs between her thighs. He was in shock, he didn't even see the events that happened next coming. She pressed her chest to his and grasping his face once again in her hands, she brought his lips to hers.

The lips felt real, they felt soft and Nelliel like. He skimmed his hands up to her thighs, and felt the muscled legs this woman possessed. They were strong like his Nelliel. He pulled her face off of his, and found tears welled in her red puffy eyes. He stuck his tongue out and licked at them, when he did, he lost control. A loud growl escaped his throat, as he flipped the woman over onto her back.

"Nelliel…?" he questioned one last time, her features became more pronounced as he saw her smile. Sucking in a breath, he dove for her neck. This is Nelliel, his Nelliel! She was his entire reason for becoming an Arrancar in the first place. He ripped at her clothes; he couldn't get them off her fast enough. Then, lifting his head from her warmth, he noticed where they were.

They were in the middle of the desert inside Las Noches. He already made a vow, a LONG time ago, not to take his woman like an animal. When he heard her complain at his stopping, he didn't think he could make it into his rooms, before he had her, RIGHT HERE! Without a good goddamn care about where they were. He lifted himself up, took her into his arms and hoisted her over his shoulder for once.

"Grimm…?" she inquired. Then she felt him smack her on the ass. She was surprised but a smile was once again on her lips.

"Shaddup!" he yelled. Then he looked out and scanned the dunes. He found what he was looking for.

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