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Prize of Victory	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 87205 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Is it just me, or has the text box for posting changed? Yep, it changed. Not sure when the next update will be because now I have to go through almost 400 pages of story and replace all the <i></i> with the actual font, and apperently remove all the extra spaces between the peragraphs. /groan. And that is going to take a really long, long time.

Warnings: Sex, Language

Orihime had underplayed what it had felt like to be Claimed. Karin had never felt such pleasure in her life. Even after Kami knew how many hours of sleep, she woke up the next morning feeling completely drained.

She felt strange and held up an arm before her, studying the double flow of reiatsu. She watched as his flowed around hers, as if inspecting every particle of her being to make sure she was okay. After a moment she smiled and returned her arm to her side.

“Orihime was right. It is rather comforting; like a warm blanket on a cold day.” She thought feeling somewhat warm and fuzzy.

Behind her Grimmjow was still completely comatose and was holding her against him. In that it was a normal morning. She felt sticky as the sweat they had worked up the night before had dried and she could feel a bit of his cum dried on her thighs.

A part of her just wanted to remain curled up in his arms, another part of her desperately wanted a shower.

“Hmm shower.” She thought with longing.

The thought of hot water and a clean body was definitely sounding good. However, she knew from experience prying herself out of Grimmjow’s morning death grip was no easy task, and when she did manage to wake him he was always frisky in the morning.

“Maybe not this time. He seemed pretty toasted after the Claim. Maybe I can get him awake enough to loosen his grip and I can sneak out to shower.” She thought hopefully. “Grimmjow.” She called softly.

There was no movement from behind her.

“Grimmjow.” She called louder.

Still no answer. She moved to phase 2 and fused some reiatsu with her arm before elbowing him in the side with as much strength as she could muster at this angle.

His body shifted and he mumbled something, but instead of loosening his grip he pulled her tighter against him and buried his nose in the crock of her neck before sighing and clearly going down deeper.

She sighed in annoyance. With his tighter grip she couldn’t reach his side anymore and with his head nuzzled in her neck she couldn’t get an angle for a head butt. She changed tactics.

She rubbed her rear against him and snaked one hand down between her legs to reach him. She found her target and gave it a squeeze. Grimmjow shifted behind her and his grip loosened.

She stroked him and rubbed his tip with her thumb. He stiffened with the attention and he began to moan into her neck, his grip loosening some more.   Finally she was able to escape his grasp, but his hand snagged her wrist before she could make a full escape.

“Don’t start something you don’t intent to finish.” He growled playfully.

“Fine. I’ll finish it, but in the shower.” She promised.

She turned to face him. His half lidded, blue eyes gazed lustfully up at her nude body and she felt a bit of a blush coming on. There was no hidden desire there, just pure longing for her.

“Shower?” He asked, clearly intrigued.

“Why not.” She shrugged as nonchalant as she could. “I am covered in dried sweat and feeling sticky.   I want a shower.”

“Shower it is then.” He smirked at her and stood up stretching.

She couldn’t help but to admire his build even with the hole through his chest that let her see the other side. The hole was hardly even noticeable around the lean muscle and sinew that made up his body.

The powdered blue hair, both patches of it, never ceased to amaze her, but nothing more so than the intensity of his vivid blue eyes. Briefly she wondered if her child would inherit his eyes. Blue was a recessive gene, but if it was one feature she hopped for it was for their child to inherit it’s fathers’ eyes.

“We going or what. I don’t care where…..”

“Yes.” She interrupted quickly, turning her back on him and heading towards the bathroom.

She could practically feel his smirk as he followed her into the shower. They were barely under the water before he had her back pinned to the wall.

“Can I at least clean up a bit first?” She groused, pushing against his chest half heartedly.

“Why? You are just going to get dirty again.” He pointed out.

She sighed in exasperation and gave up trying to push him away. His mouth latched onto her throat and suckled over his bite mark briefly before he stated to lick her neck before moving onto the rest of her body.

She squirmed as his tongue tickled her, giggling like a school girl.

“What are you doing?” She gasped out, trying not to squirm as his tongue swept over the underside of her arm.

“You wanted clean.” He responded.

“Stop that, you don’t need to lick me clean.” She giggled as his tongue tickled her again.

“You wanted to be clean, stop complaining.” He countered, kneeling before her and sweeping his tongue over her belly button.

She giggled and tried to push him away, but his superior strength held her firm against the wall and he licked his way further down her body. Her giggles turned into a gasp as he reached the more sensitive parts of her body. He thrust his tongue into her several times before moving to lick her inner thighs.

She let lose a whimper of protest as he continued to lick her thighs before moving back up to her core and thrust his tongue into her several more times. Karin felt her legs turn to jelly as he continued to tease her.

He stood up suddenly and flipped her about. She braced herself against the wall as he rubbed his body against hers. His mouth latched onto her neck once more and sucked on her skin.

She could feel his full length rub between her rear checks and he let lose a breathy moan.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” He growled.

“I think I have an idea.” She responded breathlessly.

He rubbed against her like the cat he was. His arms wrapped around her and his hands captured a breast each. He massaged them while capturing her nipples between his fingers and rubbing them.

“He is so insatiable.” She couldn’t help but to think as he tried to practically merge his body with hers.

He spread her legs a bit further before settling between them. One hand left her breast to guide himself to her entrance and she found herself sighing as he started to penetrate her.

Once he was in he rested against her and moved one hand to the wall while the other wrapped around her waist to hold her to him. His breath ghosted over her ear even as the water from the shower ran down her body. She shuddered at the sensations shortly before he pulled out and thrust back in.

He left one hand on the wall while the other moved to where their bodies were joined and began to stroke and play with her nub, earning a shocked cry of pleasure from her.

She rested her head on the wall between her arms and panted for breath as he continued to thrust into her while playing with her nub; stroking it, teasing it, pinching it lightly. She cried out as the pleasure finally came to a peak and her legs trembled as she came.

He shuddered behind her and let out a moan of pleasure into her ear while convulsing, shooting his seed into her. The only thing holding her up was his arm wrapped around her waist and the fact she was leaning against the wall.

They remained entangled for a few minutes while they regained their breaths before he pulled away and out of her. She felt a bit of left over semen trickle down her leg to join the steady stream of water heading to the drain.

A moment later she felt a sponge touch her back, and she turned her head to look at him questionably.

“You didn’t look like you were going to clean yourself.” He explained. “And while I like being clean, I am not that fond of water.”

She let out a bit of a laugh.

“Could have fooled me, Mr wants a shower every morning.” She countered.

He let out a bit of a laugh but continued to scrub every inch of her clean while she did her best to ignore him and wash her hair. It took half an hour until they were both clean and dressed once more; him in a spare uniform and her in one of the Yukata’s Nanao lent them until they could retrieve their own clothing.

Karin left to meet up with the others for breakfast while he disappeared somewhere. She walked towards the dinning room, the smell of breakfast beckoning her, and once more studied the play of his reiatsu over hers.

Now that she was more awake she feared she would feel trapped like she had initially feared, but all she felt was exactly what Orihime had told her, comforted. The twin reiatsu’s coiled around each other like mating birds of prey.

When she did arrive at the Communal Dinning Room she noticed everyone else was already there. Starrk looked her over before giving a nod of his head and turning back to his cup of tea. Lilinette smiled at her but made no comment on the change. Ukitake looked between the two Arrancar before looking at her questionably.

She gave a short nod of her head and he just nodded back, having nothing to say on the matter. Hana was sitting in her chair beside Ukitake, doodling on a piece of paper and oblivious to the entire silent communication.

“Breakfast is served.” Yuzu announced happily. “Oh Karin, you are awake. I wasn’t sure you would be.”

“Why?” She asked confused.

Yuzu blushed and simple set her tray down.

“You were rather vocal last night.” Nanao supplied.

Karin went beat red and mumbled an apology. Breakfast started off awkward until Yuzu broke it by thanking Starrk and Ukitake for letting them stay with them. The first waved his hand in dismissal while the second smiled and assured them it was no problem, the estate was big enough for a full noble family after all.

After breakfast Karin found herself in one of the gardens with Nanao, staring at the crude targets the older woman had set up. Being ousted from ones home was apparently not a good enough excuse to put training on hold.

Grimmjow wandered around his targets path, trying to work up the grit to do what had to be done. He would never consider himself a coward, would kill anyone who even suggested the idea. This had nothing to do with a cower dance though, but rather with taste.

“Grimmjow, your constant hovering is becoming tiresome. Say what you have to and then leave.” Ulquiorra spoke up, pausing in his own walking to stare where he knew the 6th was.

“Tch.” Grimmjow walked up to him. “I can’t believe I am saying this.” He groused. “Thank you for bringing Orihime over to calm Karin down.” He grumbled.

“Is that all?” Ulquiorra asked, non pulsed.

“Tch, yeah. Why the hell else would I waste time with you?”

“There you are. Aizen-kami wants to speak to you.” Nnoitra called as he walked up to the two of them.

“I will be there shortly.” Ulquiorra commented.

“Not you, Him.” Nnoitra pointed to Grimmjow.

“What the hell would he want with me?” Grimmjow demanded.

“How the hell should I know? I was just the unfortunate one within grabbing range.” Nnoitra called back over his shoulder as he continued walking, not even bothering to stop.

Grimmjow frowned before his eyes widen and he cursed. Of course. Unohana was the man’s woman and she knew Karin was with child. At the very beginning Aizen wanted to know the moment any cross race pregnancies came up. She would have had no choice but to report it to her husband.

“Shit.” He cursed and started to storm towards the 1st’s offices.

Ulquiorra walked beside him, appearing bored but clearly interested in what was going on, even if he would sooner die a thousand death than admit it.

“I trust you know what this is about then?”

“Yeah, just another thing I am better than you at.” He couldn’t help but to smirk vindictively.

Ulquiorra shot him a questioning glance, but didn’t lower himself to ask Grimmjow to explain.

“You’ve had that broad for what, almost six years now? Fucked her steadily, and you still couldn’t knock her up.”

“As usual you’re language……” Ulquiorra didn’t finish his reprimand and actually stopped walking.

Grimmjow stopped only so he could turn around and enjoy the look of utter disbelief of the usual stoic mans face.

“Are you implying that…”

“Karin is knocked up? Fuck yeah, that’s what I am saying.” Grimmjow interrupted.

He let his smirk widen and turned his back on the other, continuing his trek to Aizen’s office.

Ulquiorra caught up to him.

“You are sure?”

“Aizen’s bitch confirmed it, and I doubt she would lie about such a thing.”

“So it is possible?” Ulquiorra mused aloud.

Grimmjow glanced over at the 4th, but he was looking off into the distance and clearly wasn’t expecting an answer. The rest of the walk went in silence and they were admitted to see Aizen immediately.

“Ah, Grimmjow.” Aizen smiled at him warmly.

Grimmjow felt the hairs all over his body stand on end. He hated this man but could not deny how powerful he was. Aizen smiling was more often a bad thing than a good thing. Even though he knew he had done nothing wrong he still found himself reviewing anything he might have done to get into trouble.

“You wanted to see me?” He demanded as firmly as he could.

“Indeed.” Aizen rested his head in a hand and studied him, before shifting his gaze to Ulquiorra briefly before going back to him. “Do you know why I summoned you here?”

“Probably because your woman told you Karin is with child.” He answered. “And before you get all barky at me for not reporting it first, by the time I found out she had been attacked and needed to be calmed down. Isn’t stress bad for pregnant woman?” He tried to defend.

“The disturbance from yesterday. I trust it will not happen again, this is the second time your charges have caused an issue with the peace.”

“It won’t happen again. The temptation has been removed.” He promised.

Aizen’s smile widened ever so slightly.

“I trust Ichigo-kun will be interested to hear you Claimed his darling sisters.” Aizen chuckled softly.

“Sister.” Grimmjow automatically corrected silently.

“Granted, given their age I must admit I credit you with more patience than I initially figured. I had a bet going you would kick them out after the first year they failed to lure the boy to you.”

Grimmjow didn’t rise to the bait, no matter how tempting it was. He actually ground his teeth to keep his mouth shut.

“Szayel will be around to run his own tests. I expect full co-operation.”

Grimmjow narrowed his eyes angrily. No way was that pink haired freak getting anywhere near Karin or his unborn child. He opened his mouth to tell Aizen just where he could go with the idea of letting Szayel anywhere near her, but Aizen spoke before he could.

“Rest assure Szayel has been instructed to monitor only and is forbidden to alter them in any way. Should he fail to do so he will answer to me. I made sure he understood the implications should he fail my wishes.”

The look Aizen sent him caused him to snap his mouth shut before he said something to get in trouble. He didn’t want to risk being on the receiving end of one of Aizen’s punishments, or worse, seeing Karin on the receiving end.

Thus, Grimmjow just nodded. It was all he could do in this situation. He found himself silently swearing and cursing at Aizen, all the while praying the man wouldn’t see fit to take the child away for study once it was born.

“Anything else, Aizen-kami?” He asked through gritted teeth.

“No, that is all. You are both dismissed.”

They both bowed and left; neither one speaking and lost in their own train of thoughts. They separated at a fork in the road, Ulquiorra returning to his house while Grimmjow headed house hunting.

He didn’t want to impose on Starrk for too long, after all he had to find his own den with a child on the way. He doubted Starrk would get territorial, but he had no doubt he probably would.

He hunted around for the rest of the day but found nothing to his liking that wasn’t already claimed or felt too un-defensive. He stopped at the destroyed house and gathered some of their clothing, tossing them into various bags.

He had no interest in anything else in the house and simply blasted the last wall with a cero and watched the rest of the house collapse. There would be no returning here and the need to find a new den hit him again.

More so though was the instinct to check on the mother of his child to assure she was safe. Being gone from her for too long made him antsy as a pregnant woman was an easy target.

“You would think becoming an Arrancar would have curbed some of this instinctual bull shit.” He growled to himself.

His mind told him all was fine but his instinct was frantic to return to her side so he could guard and protect her.

“This shit better not get worse.” He grouched.

Still, he found himself picking up the pace until he was back at the estate and dropped the bag of Yuzu’s clothing off in front of the surprised teen before dropping the bags of his and Karin’s clothing off in their room and hunting her down.

She was in a garden with Starrk of all people and he slowed down as he approached, figurative hackles raised. He stopped close enough to listen in without alerting her he was there just yet while he assessed the situation.

Starrk was actually a respectful distance from her and did look past her briefly to meet his eyes. Grimmjow felt his instinct ease a bit as the conversation they were having reached his ears.

“I think I understand.” Karin frowned. “The further along I get the more possessive Grimmjow will become?”

Starrk nodded.

“I know you said young were rare, but are they truly so rare that this is such a big deal?” She asked.

“They are exceptionally rare, not just due to conception and survival rates but because it is also so rare to find a woman able to bear them. As the first success some might conclude you are worth having. You are familiar with lions yes?”

“Of course. What about them?”

“When a new male moves in he will kill the offspring to get the females into heat again. The same thing works for many Hollow species. You will be most vulnerable after the child is born, for the new life will call to others.

“Do not be so surprised if Grimmjow starts to Nest and forbids you from leaving his sight, and the den, for the first several months. Of course we have no way of knowing what kind of child you will have, or even if you will carry to term, but those are some of the things you should be aware of that may happen. This will be the first Arrancar born child.”

“I see, thank you Starrk-san. It is good to know of these things ahead of time.” She stood up and bowed politely to Starrk before turning to face him with a soft smile of her own. “Welcome back.”

“You knew I was here?”

“I always know where you are.” She answered. “I can see reiatsu, remember?”

“Right.” He grunted. “I picked up some clothes.”

“Thank you. It was nice of Nanao-san to lend me some of hers, but they aren’t really my style and don’t fit so well.”

Starrk stood up and stretched before leaving the two of them alone. Karin walked up to him and he held still while she reached a hand out to brush a stray strand of his hair to one side.

“Sorry, it was bothering me.”

“It’s fine.” He assured her.

They stood there in awkward silence for several moments, neither one sure what to say to the other. He hated awkward silences.

“Come on.” He grunted. “Just because you are with child doesn’t mean you can slack off on the training. Like Starrk said, you better be able to defend yourself, and the child, because if you get yourself killed I’ll have Orihime bring you back so I can kill you myself.” He growled.

Karin hardly looked intimidated, but rather just smiled knowingly up at him before following him to their room to change into her training clothes before they headed to one of the more open gardens out back.

He felt the tension leave him as they settled into the training regime. He had long since giving up trying to teach her how to use a sword, she was more likely to cut herself than an enemy, and settled for hand to hand.

With her ability to fuse reiatsu with her body it was by far more effective for her than any dull blade anyway. Combined with the Kido training Nanao had given her he didn’t care about weather or not she found her Zanpakuto or not.

Her hits were starting to hurt even him, and he was pleased with the dull ache of his own body from her blows. She could not keep up with his superior speed if he desired to use it, but her reiatsu infused strength was now strong enough to leave a good number of the Arrancar smarting, and they were the ones he was worried about.

He wasn’t as worried about his fellow Espada taking an interest in her, they all had Claims of their own, most of them at the 2 number limit Aizen had imposed. Granted not all of them have CLAIMED their targets, like Ulquiorra and Tatasuki or Starrk and Nanao, but they were still permitted only 2 prisoners, or pets as they were more commonly referred to, each.

The only member of the Espada he was actually worried about was Nnoitra if the bastard ever learned about Karin. Starrk and Ulquiorra didn’t care, nor would Harribel. Barragan was into young men. Szayel had two already. Yammy could be a potential problem, but he doubted it.

His distraction cost him as her fist collided with his face, sending his head reeling back and blood to fly from his nose. The best part was she didn’t even hesitate as she went down low and swept his feet from under him and managed another kick to his face as he fell.

He landed on his back and caught the foot that was intending to crush his throat before it could reach him and jerked her down to the ground with him. She let out a yelp and blasted him with a bolt of Kido, causing his grip to loosen enough she was able to roll away and jump back to her feet.

This time she chanted a spell and he quickly jumped to his feet before being born back to the ground as the binding spell went off. He couldn’t help it, he let out a barking laugh before easily shattering the chains and disappearing into a Sonido.

He came out to her fist connecting with his chest, causing him to grunt before catching both her hands in his and spinning her around in his grasp before holding her against him. He groaned and rubbed his body against hers, letting her know just what the sparing had done to him.

He was as hard as a rock and the pain from the few bruises she had managed to give him just made him harder. This was the mother of his child that had managed to harm him, to stand up to him. He almost dared to even consider her a Mate, but the bond was incomplete, could never be completed as she wasn’t a Hollow.

“Is there anything that doesn’t turn you on?” She growled in annoyance.

“Not if it involves you.” His voice was once more husky with desire as he answered.

She sighed, but let her weight fall against him while he nuzzled her sweat soaked neck before he began to lick it, enjoying the taste of her. He ground against her, but found there was too much clothing between them.

She let out a gasp as he moved them to the nearest tree and her arms shot out to support her weight against it. He undid the belt to her training Hakama before pushing them down to her knees and doing the same for himself.

He took her against the tree; rough, passionately. He didn’t last long and shuddered against her as he filled her, his need sated for a little while at least. Karin sighed and after a moment pushed against him.

He fell out and a small stream of cum ran down her leg before she pulled her Hakama back up, turned about, and slugged him hard in the face, taking him completely by surprise.

“You never said the lesson was over.” She smirked as she stared down at him.

A lesson he had taught her earlier on when she had dropped her guard. He smirked at her in pride as she stepped over him and walked away, leaving him to pull his Hakama up and race after her.

She ducked under his swing and responded by elbowing him sharply in the side. He laughed and used his superior speed to pin her against the next nearest tree. She didn’t fight in his grasp, but rather grabbed onto his shoulders and let lose a bolt of Kido at point blank range through his body.

The electricity cause his nerves to fry a bit and his grip loosened, giving her enough room to push him back a bit and blast him in the chest with another burst of pure reiatsu that solidified into a shield in front of her, separating them once more.

“Karin, Grimmjow-san. Dinner is ready.” Yuzu’s voice called out from the porch.

“Training is over.” He smirked at her, and did nothing to hide the pride in it.

She was stronger than he had anticipated she would be at this point and that eased his worry a bit over her ability to protect their offspring. He would still need to find a new den though, and soon.

There was no telling how long she would be pregnant for. It was rather inconsistent in the world of Hollows, based entirely off of the specious involved. His own, being cat based, lasted about two to three months. It was unlikely she would give birth to more than one though. Raising young was not easy in Hueco Mundo, and as such even species that were known for having multiple offspring very rarely had two.

Being an Arrancar now there was no telling how long the gestation period might be. It could be the full human 9 months or it could be less, or even longer. He sure as hell hoped it wasn’t longer. 2 months was torturous enough in the dangerous world of hollows, the thought of 9 was unbearable.

By the time he snapped out of those depressing thoughts, Karin was already gone and he gave his head a shake, but the grin of pride remained firmly latched on. He couldn’t wait to see how their offspring turned out.

Then he would need to teach the child how to hunt and fight. He felt a surge of emotion at the thought. He just knew the child would be an excellent hunter. After all, the child would have his genes.

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“You’ve had that broad for what, almost six years now? Fucked her steadily, and you still couldn’t knock her up.”

“As usual you’re language……” Ulquiorra didn’t finish his reprimand and actually stopped walking.

Grimmjow stopped only so he could turn around and enjoy the look of utter disbelief of the usual stoic mans face.

And with that, Grimmjow has majorily outdone Ulquiorra, lol. As he said, Ulquiorra's been at it for a while and in but a few month Grimmjow beat him to the punch.

I started posting the edited version of this story on fanfiction, cutting out pretty much all the darker stuff and sticking mostly with Karin and the other safe stuff. Same story and author name, but the summery is a bit different. This was orgianlly supose to be a very dark story, but somehow Karin and Grimmjow just worked so great together and took it all over. Heck, it wasn't even suppose to be long, just a bunch of sort of one shots of everyones dark fate, but nooooo, it all ended up fluffy with Karin's family.

Karin will not have an inner hollow. Her chain of fate is completly fine. As for what Karin did, it will be explained later. Half the point of the chapter with Harribel was to explain how females initaited Claims.

Everyone who is alive under Aizen's rule was mentioned in the second chapter.   As for the Escapee's, there are only 8: Ichigo, Nel, Kenpachi, Hiyori, Hachi, Yoruichi, Rukia and Yachiru. If their name wasn't mentioned in the scene where Aizen arrived after obtaining godhood or the 8 escapees, then they are dead.

Next chapter: we discover Soi Fon and Yumichika's fate. It's not as dark as Byakuya/Yammy, but it's not all tea and flowers either. After that we go to Byakuya. The front half of his Chapter is actually important to the story, the second half is pretty dark, poor boy. Than we go to Ukitake.
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