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The Real King	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 48386 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Welcome Home Blackstorm!!! And what better welcome home gift than a new chapter? I wish this one could have been full of shameless smut, but alas plot and drama are regrettably required for a good story.

If you want to know what H�tsu did to Szayel, why the former Espada is so broken, you can find out by reading Breaking a Butterfly, a short, 4 chapter story on Adultfan only. It is fairly violent and not for the faint of heart. The last chapter of that ties into the first chapter of this.

Full House

　

Ichigo ran out the door like the hounds of hell were on his heels, leaving Grimmjow to blink after him in surprise. He checked his body over first to make sure there wasn�t something wrong with it that had turned his Alpha off. Assured that he was still the spitting image of perfect glory that no creature would ever want to turn down, he shrugged and returned to the nest to curl up around the egg.

He could feel the vibrant life thrumming from inside the shell and, to his pleasure, the egg rocked softly as the young inside moved. Soon the cub would hatch and he would get to gaze upon his first successful offspring. He felt warmth, and an excessive amount of pride, swell up in his chest.

He couldn�t wait to see what it would look like, to teach it how to hunt on the desert sand under a crescent moon hung in a black, starless sky that stretched on endlessly. And to think it was Kurosaki, of all unlikely creatures, that brought him to this moment.

�Just fifteen more days,� he purred to the egg.

He dozed lightly for a bit until he felt Ichigo returning. No, not Ichigo, his reiatsu was covered by the cloak anyhow, but someone with familiar markers and a familiar feel was approaching his door. Someone who was so weak that Grimmjow almost didn�t even notice them coming.

�A wounded Adjucus seeking shelter perhaps,� he mused, intrigued by the possibility of a free meal.

This level of reiatsu was no threat to him, not even when he had been at his weakest. It was clearly hollow and familiar, but it felt strange. The door opened and Ichigo stepped hesitantly in before the second person stepped in.

Anger was his first instant emotion, followed quickly by shock and confusion. How dare Ichigo bring another to their den, and one that was clearly mated? At first his anger was at Ichigo, for the reiatsu cluster forming inside of the only other known surviving Espada tasted strongly of the teen. How dare the bastard mate again?! But as quickly as his anger rose his confusion quickly overran it as his eyes truly took in the sight of the cowering, yes cowering like a whipped dog, sight of the pink haired Arrancar.

Ichigo was a demon in bed, he knew that first handed, but not that much of a demon. Szayel looked like he had been horrendously tortured and what parts of him Grimmjow could see through the one piece of Ichigo�s clothing Szayel clutched to his body spoke of days, if not weeks, of torment. Ichigo would not have had the time to inflict such damage. More so the reiatsu cluster growing might have at first felt like Ichigo, but it was off slightly, although still familiar; H�tsu. Ichigo�s fucking hollow had mated the pathetic scientist.

�Nothing is ever easy with you, is it?� Grimmjow growled in annoyance.

�I wish,� Ichigo sighed.

His first instinct was to chase the intruder out and defend his place with his Alpha, but Szayel�s Alpha was technically not Ichigo. If this was a true pack with H�tsu and Zangetsu in their own bodies than there would be nothing wrong with H�tsu taking a mate. Such social things kept his first impulse to kill the intruder down long enough for the rest of his instincts to kick in.

Szayel was no threat to him or his place as the Alpha�s mate. Ichigo clearly had no sexual interest in the newcomer and was clearly only interested in watching over a member of the pack. Technically, H�tsu could have returned with his pet to the den at anytime and Grimmjow now sort of wished he had. It would have made his Instincts have an easier time accepting the situation.

�If H�tsu had brought that thing back and treated it the way Szayel has clearly been treated in front of Ichigo, he would have had one hell of a conniption fit. No wonder H�tsu stayed away.�

Now that his initial reaction to the intruder was dealt with, he found himself disgusted at H�tsu�s treatment of his Beta. An Alpha had the right to do what it wanted to its Beta, but beating a mated creature that much was just plain stupid and practically begging for a miscarriage. Granted, he never credited H�tsu with any form of intelligence and he found that he was not that shocked to see what H�tsu had done to his Beta.

�Since I know I can�t talk you into tossing him out like the trash he is, even though he sorely deserves it, he can nest in the far corner, but if he comes near our nest or cub I will kill him,� Grimmjow declared with a growl, pleased that Szayel flinched at his tone and gave a very soft, meek nod of his head.

�Fair enough,� Ichigo agreed with a soft sigh of relief.

Clearly the teen had been ready for an argument, and Grimmjow sorely wanted to give him one and remind him that this was the creature that had caged them and tore Ichigo�s soul apart. Szayel got exactly what he deserved and Grimmjow had no pity for him whatsoever. If he could not appease his Alpha than that was his problem.

�The bathroom is through there, you should clean up,� Ichigo said softly.

Sazyel slinked along the wall like a terrified mouse to reach the bathroom and Grimmjow frowned in confusion. It had only been fifteen days, what on earth had H�tsu managed to do in such a short amount of time that had him acting like the most pathetic Omega Grimmjow had ever seen?

He had been expecting respect, a meeker behaviour of course, but Szayel was acting like nothing he had ever seen another creature act like before. He turned his attention to Ichigo, who had walked over to him.

�There won�t be a problem with him staying with us long enough to lay and recover?� Ichigo asked. �I don�t want to create any problems if they can be avoided.�

�There would have been if you had mated him, I would have killed him the moment he walked through the fucking door, but no. As long as he stays over in the corner and keeps his mouth shut like a good little Omega, there won�t be any problems, at least not from me,� he promised reluctantly.

From the angle of the nest he could see perfectly into the bathroom and his frown deepened as Szayel let Ichigo�s kosodo drop to the ground to fully reveal his torn up body. It looked like he hadn�t been cleaned in days. There was so much blood, sweat and cum caked onto his skin, most noticeably around his thighs, that Grimmjow was honestly surprised. He even had fresh laceration marks that couldn�t be more than an hour old that were obviously still bleeding.

�Did H�tsu even let him clean himself?� he grunted in disgust.

�No, he, damn it I have his bloody memories and what he did is making me sick. I don�t know how any part of me could be that sadistic,� Ichigo cried softly in frustration.

�Just so long as he is gone in 45 days,� he grunted.

�Fifty five,�� Ichigo corrected.

Grimmjow snapped a glare at his Alpha, ready to tell him that it was 45 regardless of what kind of shape the cub was in when it hatched, but Ichigo spoke before he could, effectively silencing him.

�He miscarried, twice. H�tsu�. hurt him too much,�

He felt coldness run through his body and his gaze snapped once more to the broken Arrancar who was trying to fill the tub up with water, and was having a hard time bending over to reach the taps thanks to the damage done to his body. It suddenly made sense now as to why Sazyel was so defeated. Grimmjow recalled his own pain at losing his young when his old mates had failed. He could not imagine how much more terrible it would be to have been the one to have the actual miscarry, to have felt that budding, living reiatsu inside of him dwindle, die and be expelled.

�He looks about ready to fall on his face,� Grimmjow grunted.

Ichigo turned his attention away from whatever dark, brooding thoughts were going through his head to look into the bathroom where it was becoming apparent that Szayel was not going to be able to clean himself, assuming he could even get into the tub, in his current condition.

�I should help him. Most of this is my fault anyway,� Ichigo sighed as he made his way over to the bathroom.

Grimmjow snorted and turned his attention away from the bathroom. He didn�t enjoy watching Ichigo pay attention to the other Arrancar and tried to find something to distract himself with before his jealousy, not that he would ever admit to being jealous, overwhelmed him and he did something about it that would, no doubt, upset Ichigo.

�Bloody Shinigami is making me soft,� he grunted in displeasure, standing up and stretching.

He had absolutely no problems walking about naked, but Aizen had bestowed a sense of propriety in his Arrancar and walking naked through the halls had been prohibited. He hadn�t worn clothes in some time, not including the few minutes he had worn the lose robe Szayel had tossed him during his meeting with Ichigo, and had to dig through the bags to find something.

He pulled out the spring yukuta he had borrowed from Ichigo and pulled it on, tying the belt up. He really had no desire to wear his old uniform hanging in the closet. With one last look at his egg to assure himself it was safe, very safe with Ichigo back up to full, toe tingling power, he pulled open the door and walked out into the hallway.

He didn�t have far to travel to reach the next room, all of his fraccion had had rooms next to his and he knew exactly which room he wanted. It would be fitting after all and brought a bit of a vindictive smirk to his face. He opened the door and looked around with a scowl. He may have been an amazing fighter and there may have been no love lost between them, but Szayel and Yylfodt had more in common than either would ever dream to admit, a strong case of narcissism being one of them.

Despite not having been in use for some time everything was still in its proper place and 100% organized. He went straight for the bed, a western style type as opposed to his preferred nest, and pulled the blankets and pillows off of it. He grabbed a spare uniform, which brought that vindictive smirk back because he just knew Szayel was not going to be happy wearing his brothers clothing. The curtains and their rods were the last thing to be pulled down; mounts, screws and all.

He knew Ichigo and, more importantly, knew the teen would not be interested in sex at all if someone else was in the room watching them. There was no way in hell Grimmjow was going fifty five fucking days without sex just because Szayel was too pathetic to hold off Ichigo�s hollow and got mated by him.

Hauling the stuff back to his room he deposited the blankets and pillows in the furthest corner away from his own nest and pounded the curtain holders into the ceiling, effectively creating a very small little cubby.

�More than the bastard deserves, but I sure as hell don�t want to have to stare at him and I definitely am not giving up sex.�

He shivered at the memory of that warm mouth wrapped around a rather intimate part of his body. He would definitely not be opposed to more of that. The reality had been far, Far, FAR greater than his original fantasy had been. Satisfied, Szayel could set his own nest up and should be thankful he was getting more than the cold floor in the first place like he deserved, Grimmjow returned to his own nest, checked on the egg, and turned his attention to the bathroom.

He hadn�t been gone long at all and it looked like Ichigo had just managed to get Szayel into the tub. He frowned at the blood splatters on his bathroom floor and noted the trail that lead from the door to said bathroom.

�Before he gets to nest he is cleaning that fucking mess up first,� he growled softly.

　

　

Szayel was in far worse shape than Ichigo had initially realized. He hadn�t really gotten a look at his back before it had been covered so he hadn�t realized just how extensive the damage was. He also hadn�t noticed how Szayel was favouring his left hand until he watched the Arrancar attempt to get into the tub with only one hand while cradling the other.

�Here, let me help,� Ichigo offered softly, as if speaking to a frightened animal.

Szayel startled to at his voice, truly brining the �startled animal� bit to life. Once more fearful gold raced up to look at him before the gaze was one more dropped to the side. Still Szayel never argued as Ichigo helped him into the tub and handed him a cloth.

He moved about the bathroom until he found something that could be used as a stool and was pleased to noted Szayel was already desperately scrubbing away at his body.

�So, will this be your first cub?� Ichigo questioned after several minutes, the uncomfortable silence was getting to him and he was honestly curious. If Grimmjow had tried to mate as an Adjucus than surely Szayel did as well.

There was more to the question as well. The best way to break someone out of a reclusive shell was to get them talking. Even though he had all of H�tsu�s memories he still didn�t quite know everything H�tsu had done to his victim. It was kind of like looking through another�s eyes so that everything H�tsu did �off camera� Ichigo didn�t see or know about. He would need Szayel to relax a bit before bringing him around to list his injuries, for the memory of how those injuries came about would come with the list.

�Yes,� Szayel answered in that soft, meek and broken voice of his that sounded nothing like the taunting bastard he�d been just over two weeks ago.

�Oh. So you have never mated before huh?�

Szayel gave a soft shake of his head and he paused in cleaning the blood and wounds on his left arm.

�I was mated once before, when I was a fresh Adjucus,� he admitted.

�Fresh hmm?� Ichigo questioned, trying to push the conversation, for what it was, on.

�Yes.� Sazyel resumed washing himself.

Ichigo continued to work on his back since it was impossible for Szayel to reach that part of himself with his wounds. It was also a both very �safe� zone and a comforting gesture. He was not as skilled as Yuzu was at getting people to relax and talk, but he did know some tricks and let the room stay in silence for a moment. Sure enough, Szayel once more picked up the conversation.

�It was shortly after evolving, very shortly actually. Unlike 99% of the hollow population, I retained my sense of being from the first stage up. I actually spent a fair amount of time in the laboratory I died in just studying before the need to feed on real food came to me and I returned to Hueco Mundo where I once again studied, this time the denizens.

�It was through this studying I learned of how evolution worked. I never hungered much, but I knew the need to evolve was important so a found a group and waited on the edge until the ninety-ninth was wounded, and I became the one hundredth. My superior intellect made sure I was on top of the mind pile,� Szayel actually gave a faint smile at that before it faded.

�The next level was easy enough to get through. Gillian are notoriously stupid and easy to feed upon, almost like grazing,� he gave a soft snort.

A thousand responses came to Ichigo�s mind at that comment, but he held them back. His ploy was working and Szayel was speaking with a bit stronger voice, although it maintained its meekness.

�It didn�t take long after that to hit Adjucus level. Unlike others though my first instinct, oddly enough, wasn�t to feed. I was no where near as strong as even a typically evolved Adjucus and I thought at the time it was a side effect of maintaining my Intelligence. I had to use cunning to take down my prey as strength was not in my arsenal, nor did I have much in the way of natural weapons. Still, my evolution was slow as prey was hard to come by for someone of my strength. Intriguingly enough, my Instinct knew what we needed and I started looking for a strong hollow to attach myself to.�

This time he gave off a real smile, although it was one that spoke of pain.

�Apparently he had been watching me for some time and knew what I was, even though I didn�t at the time. He was so powerful, a very high level Adjucus who was clearly rather old, a rarity among the breed. I was not sure what to expect when he confronted me, although being devoured was on the top of my expected list he didn�t seem hungry. Instead, we actually held a rather intelligent conversation, near the end of which he simply informed me I passed muster and we were going to Mate. Oddly enough that didn�t offend me,�

�Wait a minute,� Ichigo interrupted. �I remember Grimmjow telling me a bit about Mating. He said if a Beta was so much weaker than the Alpha than the result was death to the Beta, yet you are telling me this creature was leagues ahead of you. How did that work?� Ichigo question confused.

�Because of what I am,� Szayel answered softly.

Ichigo waited impatiently for Szayel to explain what he meant and had to hold back the urge to demand an answer right away.

�Apparently others of my kind do exist, but they are exceedingly rare as they are very easy prey for fresh Adjucus, whose only thought is to feed and get stronger. More intelligent thought processes and advanced feelings do not come into play until they have fed and strengthened themselves.�

The conversation shifted for a moment as they drained the now dirty bathwater and filled the tub again with fresh, clean water. Already a healthy color was returning to Szayel�s skin and he was looking much more like a living creature and less like a corpse warmed over.

�So, how are you are different from others?� Ichigo prompted the conversation to resume, honestly curious.

�Beside my far superior intellect, I am also a Naturally Born Beta, capable of breeding with damn near anything since my body can handle higher levels of pressure, a skill I have utilized many times over the years. It unnerves many would be opponents and makes them believe I am stronger than I actually am since I can take the full brunt of their reitasu barrage.�

Ichigo blinked in surprise and mouth the title over again, almost missing the rest of what Szayel had said.

�A Naturally Born Beta? So� you will never be an Alpha?�

�No,� Szayel smiled bitterly, �but it still means an Alpha will need to be able to subdue me to mate, it does not mean I will raise my tail for just anyone and I have no problems putting troublesome idiots in their place.�

�I see. Anyhow, this Adjucus simply told you that you were going to mate, than what?� Ichigo questioned, cursing his curiosity. �And did he have a name?�

�No name he ever gave me. I simply referred to him as Alpha-sama. We mated, I really wasn�t going to argue with someone who was worlds stronger than I was. Unfortunately, he was too strong for me to handle yet and the �pregnancy� terminated after a few days. He was disappointed, but neither one of us were honestly that surprised. As I said, he was surprisingly intelligent.

�He left after that, gave his permission for me to remain in his territory and took off. I returned to hunting and growing stronger however I could for several years. Being on his lands gave me some protection since the stronger hollows that intruded upon it quickly became his prey and were thus very rare to stumble across. The weaker ones that were perfect for my meals were pretty much useless for him to eat at his level, so we never really crossed feeding turfs.

�When I was stronger he simply appeared before me again and stated we would try mating again. This time I was able to withstand his reiatsu and I was introduced to his den where I stayed until after the egg was laid.�

Szayel stopped talking and was staring at the water. Ichigo sensed that something terrible must have happened next, after all Szayel said he�d never had young.

�I think I know how this is going to end,� he said softly, letting Szayel know he didn�t need to tell the rest.

�When he was out hunting he came across a group of Shinigami, strong ones. Even though he defeated them he was left horribly wounded but he managed to crawl back to the den, but in doing so he left a trail of blood any cub could follow. Grimmjow must have explained why the Beta feeds from the Alpha right?�

�He touched on it briefly, but he never really explained it other than to declare he would sooner die than feed that way.�

�It�s because bringing prey back to the den is foolhardy because the smell of it attracts attention, and a Beta, as you know, is free eats to others. Well, one of those stronger hollows traced his blood back so I did the only thing I could do. I buried the egg, hoped it wouldn�t be discovered, and ran before I could be devoured.�

�What about your Alpha?�

�He had died the day before from his wounds. I wanted to go back for the egg, but the new hollow set up in the den and I didn�t dare. Even if the egg went undiscovered, as soon as the cub hatched the bastard would have sensed it, and killed it.�

�So you just left and wandered.�

�Yes, until I stumbled across my brother and his group. I stayed with them for a while but they were clearly only interested in eating and growing stronger and I sensed no one was interested in mating, not to mention the conversations were less than stimulating, so I left shortly after. I was honestly expecting a few of them to turn on me at any minute, even though I was confident by that point I could take half of them on. I wandered about until Aizen came along and starting turning us into Arrancar.�

Ichgio felt the story was over, and the tub was once more full of filthy water so they drained it again.

�Hold on a second before we refill it. Can you lean back a bit so your head is under the tap and we can wash your hair out? I think that might work better than you going under.�

Sazyel gave a nod of his head and silence settled over them as Ichigo washed out the pink strands, it took an entire bottle of shampoo and half a bottle of condition to get it all cleaned up and untangled before they filled the tub up for a third time. Szayel remained still while Ichigo tended his right arm since his left hand seemed to be weakened, which let him bring up the question he had been working towards.

He felt Szayel was more comfortable with him and he was definitely looking less like a frightened animal and more like a tired out one that just wanted to curl up and sleep for a week.

�I need to know how bad your injuries are, and what H�tsu did to you,� he said softly.

Szayel stiffened and his gaze turned off to the side, but he did answer in a very soft, monotonous voice as if repeating a recipe.

�My body is covered in various lacerations at multiple levels of repair; from fresh to scars. Several have become infected. Bite marks cover most of my neck and shoulders, also in various states of repair with several having become infected. I have several bruises, mostly to the hips and face, all healing. There are several sets of punctures on my hips, which have mostly healed with one fresh set, once again a few are infected. There is internal, anal tearing and bleeding, how badly I am uncertain but judging by the pain and amount of blood I would say at least a moderate to moderately high amount of damage. My left hand has been broken, twice. I tried to set the bones the best I could, but it�s hard to do one handed and I lacked materials for a brace of any sort.�

Ichigo sucked in a breath at the report, and it hitched on the news of a twice broken wrist.

�Let�s tend to your wrist first. I might have to re-break it to set the bones right and the longer it sits the more likely it may heal wrong.�

Sazyel gave a nod of his head and handed his wrist over. It was bruised up and Ichigo hesitated before taking that hand into his own, palpitating the area and feeling along for any signs of displacement.

Szayel hissed in pain, but didn�t try to take his hand back. Ichigo had to give it to him, the Arrancar truly had a high pain thresh hold.

�It�s hard to tell without an X-ray, but I know these two bones need to be realigned.� He tried to announce it looking Sazyel in the eye, but once more the scientist was looking away and down in very a submissive pose. �I can reset them, but it�s going to hurt like a bitch. Afterwards we got materials here to bind them.�

A meek nod of the head was the only response he got. Szayel had once more gone silent, meek, and broken on him. Ichigo held back a sigh of frustration and turned his attention back to his patient.

There was an audible snap as he broke the two disjoined bones, which pulled a sharp whimper of pain from his patient. He moved them into the right position before reaching for the first aid kit they had brought with them, stored in the bathroom where all first aid kits tended to be stored, and pulled out what he needed to splint the damaged wrist.

�I got some Aspirin, it�s a human pain killer, if you think it might work for a hollow,� he offered.

�It won�t work on us,� Sazyel answered, once more using the meek, broken voice. �Our system is too strong for it.�

�I see. Well, let�s drain this water, your about as clean as soap, hot water, and two hours of scrubbing can get you. There is nothing I can do about the internal bleeding and injuries other than to promise they will be given time to heal. We can bind up these lacerations, bites and punctures and I got some alcoholic swabs we can use to treat the infected injuries. They do not look too bad right now, but we should keep an eye on them in case they get dangerously worse. The bath opened a lot of those wounds and let them bleed out so that should help.�

Another soft nod of the head was the only response he got.

The tub was drained, the infected wounds treated and the lacerations, bites and punctures wrapped up. By the time they were done Szayel was doing a very good impression of an Egyptian mummy and they were running out of gauze.

Ichigo was surprised to see the certain offed area once they emerged, and more surprise to see that there was some bedding, a change of clothing, and several packets of food waiting within. He looked over to Grimmjow in surprise.

�I don�t want to have to stare at his ugly face all day,� the blue haired Arrancar grunted at his question look. �Now leave that bastard to his own devices and come here. You have spent enough time with him.�

�Are we getting jealous Grimmjow?� Ichigo couldn�t help but to tease with a smirk.

�Of that weak ass bitch, hardly,� Grimmjow rolled his eyes.

Ichigo chuckled, but Szayel seemed capable of bedding down himself and he turned to leave before a soft cry of dismay caught his attention.

�What is it?� Ichigo questioned concerned.

�My book.�

�I�ll get it, You rest, eat, and be quite, preferably by sleeping, so his royal assness doesn�t get anymore bitchy.�

�I heard that!� Grimmjow growled.

Ichigo chuckled, retrieved the book and pens as promised, and dropped them off before curling up behind Grimmjow, who was pretending to ignore him. Ichigo did feel guilty for spending most of the day on other business. He softly stroked his Beta�s side before moving his hand lower and to the south.

Grimmjow growled but made no move to pull away or snap at him. Ichigo held back a chuckle and used his mouth to tickle several of the Arrancar�s sweet spots. He knew he had to deal with H�tsu, but right now, as far as he was concerned, there was a different hollow that needed his undivided attention and he was suddenly very pleased that those curtains were up. This show didn�t need any more of an audience than it already had.

　
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