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Snake Fangs and Panther Claws.	By : Zarakiswolf Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1111 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Bleach and its Characters other than Nakkita and any other OC's belong to Tite Kubo. I do not make any money off of this story. Belle is an OC created by a dear friend used with her permission.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
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"Nakkita, is there something you would like to say?" Gin asks, sneaking up behind me as he usually does.
"About what?" I grumble.
"Well, it seems you've bewitched Lord Aizen's cat."
I sigh. "Grimmjow followed me to my room yesterday and after seeing Yammy kill all those innocent people, I was ill. I don't know why he stayed and, quite frankly, I wish he hadn't. I was fine alone."
"Bullshit. You said you didn't want to be alone, you lying brat." Grimmjow snarls from the opposite side of the table.
"I thought maybe sounding pathetic, which you hate, would make you go away!"
"Silence, both of you. Lord Aizen should not be troubled with such meaningless banter." Tosen says forcefully from beside me. "Nakkita, drink your tea instead of adding more sugar. You're rotting your teeth out."
I wrinkle my nose and drink. I've added enough sugar to my tea to create a small mountain in the bottom of the cup. If there was anything but blood in my veins, caffeine and sugar would be the replacement. Aizen and Belle watch me before he says anything. "What an interesting thing. Szayellaporro, what would happen if an arrancar and a soul reaper became an item?" Belle asks curiously.
"Well, we can't reproduce together, if that's what you mean. We males may still create sperm, but the cells are dead, therefore unable to fertilize an egg." Szayel says quickly. "Plus, to put it quite bluntly, a female of your species would never survive the mating. Arrancar aren't gentle and they tend to be violent enough to leave marks to show dominance."
"I see. You hear that, Sosuke? I can mess around with the Espada and not have to worry about babies. Can't say the same for you. You could always get me knocked up."
Aizen coughs. "Belle, I would kindly ask you to refrain from airing your sex life."
"It's your sex life too, my little love monkey." she teases, earning her a glare.
I finish my tea and sigh. "Why the hell are we even having this meeting, Lord Aizen? Is it because the cat stayed with me when I fell asleep? Or did you have orders to pass out? If no orders, I'm going back to bed. I'm still disgusted by the overgrown booger number ten."
"What the fuck did you say, you little cockroach?" Yammy snarls, cracking his knuckles.
"I called you a booger. You look like a huge one. And you're a filthy pig. Go take a bath. You smell like shit." I snap.
"So, the little snake does have fangs." Tosen says quietly.
"Indeed, she does. But I'd still say she's a little garden snake, not one to be afraid of." Gin chuckles.
"You're the only snake I'd be afraid of, Gin." I mumble.
"Nakkita, settle down. You seem to be in an awful mood today. You and Grimmjow may leave." Aizen commands.
"Why me? I'm not going anywhere with this mouse." Grimmjow growls.
"Because I said so. I want you to spar with her."
I swallow dryly, immediately picking up on the hidden meaning to his words. He wants Grimmjow to hurt me so I'll be compliant...
"Hiss, Midori Baipā!" I scream as Grimmjow's cero races toward me. I swing the venom laced blade, meeting the cero head on. It makes my arm vibrate on the impact, causing it to go numb, though the cero explodes before it can damage me.
"Green viper? So that fox bastard calling you a snake isn't far off the mark, huh?" Grimmjow growls thoughtfully.
"Not really, no. I don't even know why the hell she's a snake. I'm nothing like her. I'm not sneaky, nor fast, beautiful or deadly. I'm just a woman with a short fuse." I sigh, glaring at the green blade of my sword.
"Are you done? You're sweating." he points out, sneering.
"Yes, since it seems you'd rather be doing other things. I don't blame you. Sparring with an idiot like me isn't very entertaining, I'm sure."
He scowls, which makes my heart do that weird fast beat again. "You know, you being a smartass all the time makes it hard to tell if you're joking or not."
"I'm serious. You're bored. I can tell."
He shoulders his sword, much like Captain Zaraki does after a fight. "I'm only bored because you're not attacking. Why is that? You're attacking me less and less lately."
"The venom of my sword would likely kill you." I shrug.
I'm soon cursing my lack of attention as he pins me to the ground, his sword at my throat and he sits perched on my hips. "I'm already dead, you dumb bitch." he snarls, his face a mask of fury. His sword slips, cutting my throat a little. The smell of blood permeates the air and he gets a predatory look.
"Grimmjow, that will be enough for today." I hear Aizen say from above me, noticing his shadow fall over us.
Grimmjow gives a low growl, hesitating for a moment before he moves. When he gets to his feet, he turns his back to us and goes back into Las Noches. My eyes meet Aizen's and, to my surprise, he offers a hand to help me up. I take it, only so I don't appear rude. Once on my feet, I back away. "Thank you for the assistance, Lord Aizen."
"You are far stronger than you let on, Nakkita. I will look forward to seeing that strength in the coming days." he says, sounding a bit menacing.
"Yes, sir. I'm going to go clean myself up."
"You should. Blood is a hard stain to remove."
As he turns to leave, a cold chill races down my back. This man...will eventually kill me, if not by his own hand, then by an order.
****Grimmjow POV****
The fuck is wrong with me? I had her! I could've killed that stupid little mouse. So why didn't I when I had the chance? I slam the door of my room closed behind me and head for the shower. The smell of her blood is intoxicating. I wanted to devour her. That damn bastard Aizen got in the way.
"Is something wrong, Grimmjow?" my fraccion, D-Roy asks from the door of the bathroom.
"I had her!" I snarl, punching the wall. I turn the water on hot and step in, watching her blood swirl down the drain.
"Who? The viper girl?"
"Yes. I was so close to killing her. Aizen got in the way."
"Do you want to kill her? We would be happy to help corner her for you. I think she's pretty but I wouldn't mind killing her just for being a soul reaper."
Something about what he's just said infuriates me. "Don't you fucking touch her! She's my prey!" I roar at him.
"Have you pissed off the king again, D-Roy?" Ilfort sighs. "Who should we be keeping our hands off of, Grimmjow?"
"Nakkita. She's mine. I want to kill her with my own hands."
"Oh? I wonder what's so special about that girl. My brother was mumbling about her in the lab a short bit ago. Something about wanting more blood from her because she's unique."
I shut the water off. "What about it is unique?"
"I dunno. You'll have to go ask the cotton candy freak."
I dry myself and throw on a clean uniform before heading for Szayelapporo's lab. I barge in without knocking. He simply raises an eyebrow before putting a drop of whatever is in the test tube he's working on on a slide and studies it in the magnifying glass. "You needed something, Sexta Espada?" he asks.
"Your brother said you want some of Nakkita's blood. Why is that?" I ask, semi-calmly. The very thought of this lab freak's hands on Nakkita makes me want to rip his head off and mount it on stake in Aizen's throne room.
"Her blood is odd, that's all. It's interesting. Here, come look. I'm working with a small sample of it now." He waves me to the microscope and I peer inside. It's red but something seems misshapen about some of the cells. "Do you see? The cells are exact replica's of blood that's been poisoned by snake venom before. Yet she has no scars, nor any complications from it, if she was."
"So why do you need more blood if you already figured that out?" I grumble, stepping back.
"You idiot. Do you not understand that that soul reaper is being poisoned by her own blade?"
I frown. "So you wanna study her, is that it? Why bother? She'll die eventually."
"You're right, she will. Probably in agonizing pain too. I'm just curious why it's happening and why she doesn't show any symptoms, that's all. It's simply interesting."
****Nakkita POV****
I finish reading for Tosen before placing a bookmark and setting the book on his desk. "Cap-"
"Nakkita, I've told you before, I am no longer your captain. You may call me by my last name or my first name, if you wish." he says shortly.
"Sorry, sir. It's a hard habit to break. I was going to ask you why you brought me here. It's been a few weeks now and you still refuse to tell me."
His face turns to me, as if he can see and is studying me. "How do you feel, Nakkita?" the questions is far from what I'm expecting.
"I feel fine. Why?"
"I've noticed lately you seem a bit withdrawn. Are you homesick?"
"I'd be lying if I said yes, but I'd also be lying if I said no. I am homesick for some parts, not for others. I miss Captain Kuchiki's sakura blossoms. I miss Captain Kyoraku's drinking games. I miss Yachiru. However, I do not miss the pointless battles, the killing or the ridiculous missions we sometimes received." I say openly.
"I see. That is why Lord Aizen, Gin and myself left. We are going to...remodel Soul Society by destroying the Soul King. We will become the masters of a new destiny, one filled with justice. You were brought here because I could see a spark of the same desire in you."
I hold my breath for a moment. "I understand. I am glad you decided to take me here with you. I will do my best to help where I can."
"You may help by taming Grimmjow."
I nearly choke on the tea I'm drinking. "What? Tame Grimmjow? How do you expect me to do that? I'm an idiot, remember?"
He chuckles softly. "You're not an idiot. I keep telling you I can see through that act. You're very smart, but you pretend to be stupid, just as Zaraki does. It's charming, in a way, when you do it."
"Seriously, I am dumb. How do you expect me to tame that overgrown blue weed?"
"Lord Aizen believes you can tame him using your wiles as a woman."
This time, I do choke on my tea. As I try to control the coughing, he hands me a handkerchief. "So he wants me to what, hop in bed with him? Did he not listen to what Szayel said?"
"I don't believe that was the intended interpretation of his order. I believe Lord Aizen wants you to charm the cat into behaving."
"The cat wants to kill me, not let me rub his belly and feed him catnip." I grumble.
"Considering you've told me his hollow hole is in his belly, I would find it hard to direct you to rub it."
I laugh a bit. "What would I do to tame him, though? In reality, he's far stronger than me so I can't beat him into submission. I may be female but I'm not exactly good looking, you know...well, actually, I don't suppose you do."
"I am sure you are beautiful, in your own way. I'm sure you will figure out how to tame him as well. Lord Aizen simply wants to make him more obedient. He tends to rage too easily."
I sigh and get to my feet. "I suppose I can ask for ideas from Gin or Hallibel."
"I would suggest you speak to Belle."
This suggestion shocks me. "Belle? Why?"
"Belle is very good at wrapping men around her finger and making them more than willing to cooperate with Lord Aizen's will."
"Then why not ask her to do it?"
"Lord Aizen doesn't share." he says flatly, making me wonder if he had made a move on Belle at some point. I wouldn't blame him if he did. The red haired, blue eyed bombshell is pretty cute, both in looks and behavior.
"I'll ask her. Thanks for the advice, sir."
"Will you ever use my name?" he sighs, sounding a bit angry.
"It feels weird for me." I grumble before leaving the room. As I walk towards Lord Aizen's wing of Las Noches, I crash right into the one Espada I didn't want to see right now.
"Watch where the hell you're walking!" Nnoitra snarls.
"Sorry." I mumble, moving to the side. This proves to be a mistake, as he pins me by my throat, putting pressure on it so I can't breathe.
"You think that you're better than me just because you're a soul reaper, don't you?" he hisses, his one eye glaring at me.
I shake my head, desperately trying to pull in air. It feels like he's crushing my wind pipe. I hit his arm weakly, making him laugh.
"Master Nnoitra, I do not think Lord Aizen would be happy if you hurt this one. It's my understanding he has special plans for her." Tesla, the fraccion of this monster, says softly.
"I think I should make you my play thing. I hate women who think they're better than men. It pisses me off. I'm going to make you scream and beg for mercy." Nnoitra growls in my ear, running an ice cold finger down my cheek.
"Nnoitra, put her down. Lord Aizen has summoned her." Belle snaps from behind the men.
He glares over his shoulder at her. "You'll be next." he snaps back before dropping me. As he and Tesla leave, I pull in air, rubbing my throat.
"He's left a nasty mark around your neck, Nakkita. Are you alright? I'll report this to Sosuke." Belle says, holding a hand out to help me up.
"Don't worry about it. It was my fault for not paying attention to where I was going." I sigh, noticing my voice sounds as though I have a sore throat. I take her hand, letting her help me to my feet, as my legs are a bit shaky.
"Did you need something? You're never in this area of the castle."
"I actually was coming to talk to you. I need some pointers for the orders your man gave me."
"Oh? What orders?"
"To tame Grimmjow a bit."
She laughs in a bemused manner. "Oh, I see how it is. No offence but I don't think you have what it takes, really. I don't think any woman does. Even I wouldn't tangle with that cat."
"That's so helpful." I mumble, rolling my eyes.
"Oh, lighten up. Honestly, your best bet is to just tell him to behave better or Sosuke is going to kill you. Grimmjow has made it known that he wants that honor. So, if he thinks you're on the proverbial guillotine, he'll behave long enough to ensure he gets to murder you."
I blink. "Aizen wouldn't really kill me, would he?"
"I won't let him, don't worry. I believe in letting him murder people if it helps his cause but killing you won't help him in any way."
"Well, thanks I guess."
"Hmm...maybe you should try to weasel into his good graces. I've got some catnip spray for Yachiru's kitten that I forgot to give her before we left."
"I really doubt that he'd be susceptible to catnip. I don't suppose it would hurt to try though."
She pulls me along after her and into the shared bedroom of her and Aizen. Aizen is shirtless, on his stomach, and sleeping, it seems. I look away from him quickly. Belle giggles softly, handing me a small spray bottle before shooing me from the room. ""Go play with your kitty."
****Grimmjow POV****
I notice Nakkita in the area the soul reapers eat in. She seems flustered, for some reason. She takes a bite of her meal and chews thoughtfully. It takes her a moment or two to notice I'm watching her. "Need something, kitty cat?" she asks, rather waspishly.
"Szayellaporo wants you in the lab when you get a minute." I snap, already pissed off at her.
"He can take his lab and shove it up his ass for all I care."
"What's got your panties in a knot?"
"Like you really care." I growl.
"I don't, just curious."
"So now I know what killed you, huh? Curiosity killed the cat."
I chuckle a bit. "Anyone ever tell you you're a smartass?"
"Why are you looking at my ass anyway, smart or dumb."
"Because you're here." I snap.
She gets to her feet and, as if trying to intimidate me, she gets in my face. "Go to hell, you stupidass cat. I hate you."
The venom in her voice is actually kind of sexy. And I can hear the way her heart is beating, faster than normal. Her eyes hold fire in them. This is the first time she's looked me in the eye since that day she showed me to my room. The amber and emerald orbs are pretty. However, someone has hurt her. My eyes are drawn down to her neck. The distinct blood blisters against her skin piss me off. Someone has hurt my prey. "Who the fuck touched you?" I hiss.
"None of your fucking business." she snaps before pushing past me and heading down the hall that will lead to Szayelapporo's lab. I follow her and grab her arm, forcing her to look at me.
"Who hurt you, Nakkita?" I ask, a little more calmly.
"Why do you want to know so bad?" she grumbles.
"Because you're my prey. Nobody gets to hurt you but me."
"Prey, huh? Go fuck yourself. I don't belong to you. I don't belong to Aizen and I don't fucking belong to N-" she bites her lip, shutting her rant down. She pulls free of my grip and uses her shunpo to run to the lab. I decide to let her go. Whoever hurt her has a name starting with the letter N.
****Nakkita POV****
Szayel takes more of my blood than last time, four vials to be exact, compared to the one he took before. He eyes me curiously when he's finished. "Do you have a choking fetish?"
"No!" I snap.
"Then explain the marks on your neck." He traces them with his fingers, sending a chill down my spine.
"I accidently crashed into Nnoitra earlier and he pinned me to the wall by my throat. Why the hell does it matter? Grimmjow was asking too."
"I see. You'd best avoid that Espada, if you want to live. He got rid of the previous number three."
"I'd heard rumors. I also heard rumors that you helped him."
He smirks. "I did. Nel was childish, to say the least. Hallibel is far better for number three."
"So, what's so special about my blood?"
"It's like someone who's been snake bitten. Your blood is mutated, basically. When is the last time you used your shikai?"
"This morning while training with Grimmjow."
He nods. "I see. I wonder if the effects will be worse. You'll die, you know, if you keep using that sword."
"And? It's not like anyone really cares so I'm not going to worry about it." I shrug. Inside, I'm panicking but I won't show him that.
He turns his hazel eyes on me. "What if I could fix it?"
"Why would you bother? You don't care. Aizen doesn't care. I don't care, really. I'll die and that will be that. No more stupid, annoying me for you to deal with. I would think that would be a good thing for you."
"Well, it's up to you. I was going to try to help you but if you don't want it, kindly leave." he pouts.
"What I want I can't have." I mumble. He hears me, however.
"And what would that be? Or should I ask who? Are you wanting the cat? Do you want him to defile your body?"
"Shut up, will you? It's not like he'd want me anyway. He'd be better off with Hallibel than me."
"So you don't deny you want him. Interesting." he chuckles.
"Can I leave now?"
"By all means. Let me know if you change your mind about my help. It'll come with a price though."
"Like I can pay you." I roll my eyes.
"Oh, you can pay me," he smirks before turning his back to me. "Go on, snake woman."
"I have a weird question before I leave. Would catnip work on panther boy?"
He begins laughing, which makes me laugh. "I highly doubt it. I could modify it so it will though, if you like. Are you planning to do anything while you drug him?"
I put the bottle of catnip spray on the lab table. "I just wanna see if I can make him act like a real cat does on this stuff."
"I'm sure you'll enjoy the effect it will have." he says, in a mildly sinister tone.
I leave the lab and head for my room. It takes a few minutes to get there and, when I do get there, I find Szayel's brother waiting for me. "Grimmjow told me to give you a message. He's heading to the world of the living, along with his fraccion. He told me to warn you to stay inside your room until he returns. Lock the door."
I roll my eyes. "Why does he even care?"
"He has no care for you, woman. He just wants to make sure whoever hurt you earlier won't do it again. He says that's his job."
"Tell him to sit on one and rotate." I say before going into my room. I do, however, lock the door. My instincts had already warned me to do so, after the incident with Nnoitra earlier. Why would Grimmjow warn me, though? And what's he doing in the world of the living? I hadn't heard Aizen give any orders for him to go there. Maybe he's going to try to kill Ichigo, that kid who nearly killed Kenpachi while trying to save Rukia. Somehow, that wouldn't surprise me one bit if that was his goal.
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