Prize of Victory 2 | By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > General Views: 56251 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5 |
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Protection
Diaemus had never been so ashamed in his life, both for having directly disobeyed an order and for feeling relief that neither Renji nor Szayel had been there to take Vindula back inside, sparing him from needing to explain to them what had happened.
He was sprawled out on his bed in his room when he heard the front door open and close, followed by a wave of powerful reiatsu he knew belonged to his father. It seemed that all he was doing was getting into trouble lately and disappointing the one person that he wanted to impress. He hoped that his father hadn’t heard about how he had disobeyed orders yet or, if he had, would just go to bed after the long battle and tedious after-battle meeting. Of course, he was disappointed in that. His door opened and Ulquiorra stood quietly in the hall, his silhouette visible.
“Diaemus, I wish to speak to you,” his father ordered in that monotone voice of his that meant he was truly upset with his son.
“Yes, Otou-san,” he answered dutifully as he pried himself off the bed and followed his father into the living room.
For several minutes, his father just stared at him while he remained standing in the middle of their living room, head, tail and wings drooped in despair.
“Why did you disobey your superior’s orders?” Ulquiorra asked.
He bit his lip, not wanting to answer because he knew it was going to disappoint his father, and because every time he got into trouble the answer was usually the same.
“Because Ajuga felt something was wrong with her mother and took off to help her. I decided to follow to cover her back, since she was acting irrationally.”
He was honest in that assertion. It seemed as if every time Diaemus got into trouble it was because of Ajuga, or something she’d done, and yet he could never bring himself to just leave her, to just let her run off alone. He always had to follow and watch over her, even though he had no idea why he continually tempted fate with some of the things the girl did or planned or pulled. It was irrational, and his mother found it amusing and cute, which just irritated him further.
“The reports said you saved Karin’s life,”
“We did,” he confirmed, with just a touch of pride as he peeked hopefully up at his father through his hair, hoping it might get him out of trouble.
They had carved a path through the Swarm with a large Cero blast, a line he had nimbly slipped through to grab Karin in mid-fall and get out again, tugging her out of the odd ball of boiling bugs that had formed around her. He executed it perfectly and he had been proud of himself for pulling it off. Perhaps that was why Ajuga always managed to sucker him in. When they did decide to put their bickering aside they were amazing together and he couldn’t deny the feeling of satisfaction and pride he got when they executed a perfectly planned manoeuvre.
“While it is pleasant news to hear she survived, I expect you to follow orders in the future. For now, you are grounded and confined to your room for a week.”
That crushed the boy’s hope that he would avoid punishment after all and he shivered at the thought. When his father said ‘grounded’ he meant it. No flying. No gliding. One hundred percent ‘grounded’ and sentenced to travel by putting one foot in front of the other, grounded.
He wanted to argue, to point out that Ajuga still had a mother and his father’s mate still had a friend because of his success and that she would have died or worse had they not intervened. Such a tactic would have been a sure thing with his mother, and might have earned him a reward. It would fail utterly in face of his father. So instead, he did the only thing he could do.
“Yes Otou-san. I understand.”
“Good. It is late, go to sleep.”
Diaemus nodded his head and returned to his room.
“Diaemus.”
He turned to face his father.
“Your move was well executed.”
“Thank you Otou-san.” He felt some of the pain lift from his heart.
“Good night, Diaemus.
“Good night, Otou-san, I will try not to disappoint you again,” he vowed.
He got a nod before Ulquiorra turned about and headed for the room he shared with Diaemus’s mother. He allowed himself a faint smile at that. At least his father recognized the value and the execution of what he’d accomplished, if not the method he’d used. Diaemus returned to bed, feeling slightly better. Of course, he still hadn’t had to apologize to Szayel yet for letting Vindula step foot on the battlefield. Compared to shamefully facing his father, making amends to the Seventh Espada ought to be easy.
Grimmjow suddenly felt a wave of relief as Ajuga stopped hiding her presence. Karin had been unconscious since he dropped her off at the 4th Division so he couldn’t use her eyes to find their daughter. He was just happy he wouldn’t have to go looking for their daughter before Karin woke up from the intensive surgery her leg had undergone. The last thing he wanted to tell her was that he had lost track of their child.
The worst part of the whole ordeal had to be going to Aizen’s meeting. His back still stung slightly from the lashing he had gotten a few weeks back so he forced himself to attend lest Aizen decide to do something more than give him a spanking, like go after Karin. ‘Kami’ had been in a pissy mood of late and Grimmjow had no plans on antagonizing the bastard any further than he already had with Karin’s exhausted outburst a few weeks ago. Not that he blamed Karin for the lashes he’d received. He’d actually been proud of her for standing up to the asshole that ruled over them.
Still, he’d been distracted during the meeting, wondering where Ajuga could have gone. The only thing that helped him keep it together was the knowledge that the invasion was temporarily over and that any Arrancar strong enough to hurt his daughter was stuck in the same room as he was. For all intents and purposes, he’d known she was safe, wherever she may be.
He could tell she was on her way home, so he changed course. The 4th Division released Karin after the meeting and he gently carried her home, settling her into bed before resuming the search for his wayward daughter. Karin’s wound, while bad, was not something that would need constant monitoring, nor was it a critical injury. It wasn’t something he’d wish on her, but compared to those who had lost limbs during the battle or who had holes punctured through organs her case was less of a priority. Karin was enough of a medic that Unohana felt safe sending her home to recover there, clearing up some space for the more grievously injured, which included those citizens that assisted during the battle, not just Shinigami and Arrancar.
His mate slept in their bed, her bandaged leg elevated and the wrappings still clean. All in all, it could have been much worse. She was still a little bit pale and had an IV on a small pole beside her, but she’d be fine.
“Father?” Ajuga hesitantly poked her head into the room.
He could still smell the tears on her and she looked positively dreadful. He couldn’t think of another time he had seen her so depressed and dejected. Granted, he couldn’t think of a time Karin had gone so overboard with Ajuga either. He understood what had made Karin do it; fear was a powerful emotion that fuelled anger like nothing else. Not, of course, that he would ever admit to feeling such an emotion.
“Come on in, Ajuga,” he called.
Ajuga hesitantly joined him by Karin’s side. Karin didn’t even stir, which wasn’t surprising. The battle had burned her out physically and emotionally and the anaesthetics the 4th Division used were powerful. Ajuga took one of her mother’s hands in her own and held it.
“She’s so cold,” she whispered.
“She lost a lot of blood,” he responded.
They sat in silence for about an hour while he tried to think of the best way to bring the subject of orders and such up with Ajuga. Karin was much better at these types of things as he wasn’t all that fond of following the damned things either. Karin finally stirred and her eyes opened a bit to stare up at them in exhaustion.
“I am sorry Mama,” Ajuga whispered before he could speak. “It’s just…” Ajuga paused, “it feels like you don’t trust me and that you still see me like a little cub that needs to be protected, when I am not. I want you to be proud of me. I want to show you how good of a hunter and a warrior I am. I know you are scared for me, but you can’t protect me forever and it makes me look weak when my own parents don’t even think I can handle these battles when weak pluses can.”
Karin looked like she was about to speak, but Ajuga continued before her mother could interrupt her.
“It never occurred to me that it was because you trusted us that you left us in the back lines. It never even crossed my mind that a regiment of them could attack from another direction until Szay pointed it out. I guess that’s pretty stupid of me, since that was my reasoning when Diaemus and Hana and I went to disable that alarm, the day the Net fell.”
So that was where she had been. Grimmjow had checked the Science Division’s main building but he should have known to check the personal quarters. Still, he hadn’t expected her to go to Szayel of all people, let alone for Szayel to have clearly taken care of the whole issue. He could see her crying on Jushiro’s shoulders, possibly even Starrk’s, but, when he thought about it, she had wanted to hide and, as large as the Estate was, it was still too close to home.
“It never occurred to me that Mushi might be able to communicate if they got so close, that he might have been able to act as a beacon for those Scarabs to port right into the city and open up gates here. Szay was right, Diaemus and I can patrol a much large area than even most Shinigami and are strong enough to hold most things at bay until the lines could shift.
“But, so could the rest of the Numerous! I know you love me Mama, even when it feels like you don’t, and you want to keep me safe. I need to show the world my own strength too. If the others see me as weak I will only be in even more danger, and it won’t be from the Swarm. So please, Mama, can we work out a compromise? I promise I’ll try to obey orders better if you can at least find a way to let me fight on occasion, the way I was meant to fight.”
Karin swallowed and her gaze turned his way. He had to admit he was still a little shell shocked from Ajuga’s speech too. Letting her fight on the battlefield had been the number one topic during what few arguments he had with Karin, and while he enjoyed the makeup sex, he abhorred fighting with her.
“You’ll understand when you have your own cub one day, but, if you promise to follow orders, no matter how much you don’t like them…” Karin hesitated, “…then I will see about letting you and Diaemus out onto the battlefield a bit more,” she sighed in defeat.
“Thank you Mama!” Ajuga reached over and gave her mother a hug, mindful of the IV line and her bandaged leg. “I won’t let you down, I promise.”
“I know,” Karin said, embracing her back. The girl pulled away and her mother gave her a very tired smile. “It’s late. You should probably go to bed, and I need my rest too.”
“Okay. Good night, Mama, Papa.”
“Good night, Ajuga,” both parents intoned, watching her walk out of the room.
The door slid shut behind his daughter and Grimmjow crawled into bed next to his mate’s undamaged side. He caught her lips in his own and gave her a deep, languid kiss. His family was settled once more and Ajuga was back to calling him ‘Papa’. Save for Karin’s injuries, all was now right with his world. The Sixth would never admit it, but hearing her call him ‘father’ had bothered him.
“I never knew how hard it was going to be to let her go,” Karin whispered softly as he released her lips, but the kiss had worked its magic and the she seemed less tense now. “I have no idea how Nanao handles letting Hana out there so easily.”
“Hana isn’t subject to the same danger as Ajuga, or… at least she isn’t in as much danger,” Grimmjow pointed out. “Ajuga is stronger than Hana though, stronger than most on the battlefield. She will be fine. We trained her well. It is time for her to start working on her own reputation and forging her own path. If we were in Hueco Mundo and a normal Hollow couple she would have already left the den and she’d be looking for a mate to start her own pack.”
Karin shivered beside him at the thought, before gasping, her eyes going wide as she stared at the ceiling.
“We have been so busy that I haven’t even thought to talk to her about things like protective sex. She had better not be sleeping with anyone!” Karin growled threateningly in a way that made his groin tighten.
‘Down boy,’ he admonished his rebellious anatomy. ‘Karin is in no shape to be having sex right now.’
‘Not if it’s oral. Flip her about and see what she’s willing to do…’ his rebellious libido urged.
“I had Harribel talk to her about that sort of stuff since there are things Hollows go through that humans don’t. I thought she would be trustworthy enough to give Ajuga the basics,” he responded, doing his best to ignore the internal argument going on inside his brain about the various ways he could engage his mate in positions that might not put a strain on her injuries.
Karin blinked up at him in surprise before pulling his head down for another kiss, which didn’t help swing the tide of the battle in favour of what he considered common sense.
“You have no idea how sexy you are when you are being a good father,” Karin purred.
‘Oh, fuck it!’ He growled this inwardly, while his lecherous tendencies cheered in triumph.
Mindful of her leg and that stupid IV line, he began to ravage her neck and face while his hand cupped and toyed with a breast. If his suddenly amorous attentions surprised Karin, she didn’t show it. The way she ran her hands along his skin and attacked his face and neck with her lips and teeth suggested that she was more than happy with the attention. If anything, there was almost something desperate to it as she rubbed as much of her body against his as she could, as if needing to know that he was here.
He nearly froze when he realized that she was afraid, not of him of course, but of what could have happened during the battle. Had those insects not wanted her alive, they would have killed her. To make matters worse, they’d almost taken her. He had almost lost her to the Swarm. He hugged her tighter, suddenly needing to know she was still here as well.
While they both desperately wanted to maul and fuck each other senseless, the very large gash full of stitches on her leg prevented that kind of rambunctiousness. Instead, Grimmjow flipped himself around as his smaller brain had suggested earlier and started to attack her with his mouth and tongue, eating her out as if it was going to be his last meal. Karin lay panting under his attention, but she did wrap one hand around his length and stroked him, at least for a little while. They ended up on their sides and Karin eventually hissed in pain as even the small motions moved her leg.
Before he could pull away though, she grabbed his hips and moved him so he was now on his hands and knees above her so she could remain comfortable on her back. It was a little awkward as he had to keep his weight off of her, but he was an Espada, he was tough and she tasted so good. She squeezed his ass before putting a bit of pressure on him, bringing his hips down so she could wrap sinful lips around his aching arousal.
Normally they could have gone on like this for longer, possibly a half-hour or more. However, she was tired and sore, even though the pain numbing Kido took most of the pain away. She shivered under him after only five minutes, her juices filling his mouth and he lapped up all the fluid he could. Grimmjow pulled away from her while she panted out her release. He shifted around and snuggled against her side.
“What about you?” she asked concerned, regaining her breath before letting out a strangling sound as the movement reminded her of her injury.
“I can care for myself,” he assured her, nuzzling her neck and enjoying her scent as he wrapped a hand around his length and finished himself off, careful to make sure his cum didn’t soil her wrappings.
“I love you,” she sighed reaching over as far as her injury would allow and running fingers through his hair.
“Hmm,” he agreed.
True to her word, Karin tried to rotate Ajuga and Diaemus into the smaller battles, or relieve them of guard duty when the main battle was nearly done and the danger far less. True to her word, Ajuga did her best to follow her mother’s orders, regardless of how boring it was. In all honesty, Hana was surprised, but at least Ajuga had a tendency to lean towards fighting close by, and even seeking her out on the few times they were permitted to join in for the full battle and not just help with the mop up.
Karin, herself, was not yet back on the battlefield, her leg nowhere near recovered enough to consider fighting and there were just too many that needed Orihime’s help. The poor woman spent every waking minute helping those that had lost limbs or were hovering on death’s door. By the end of her shift, Orihime barely had the energy to make it home and, more often than not, Diaemus or Ulquiorra would pick her up from work and help her home. Unohana was in no better shape, for all of her calm.
Thus Hana took it upon herself, as much as she was able, to make sure Ajuga stayed safe and out of the Swarms way. With the near kidnapping of Karin, the danger to Ajuga was very fresh in Hana’s mind and she’d be damned if something similar was going to happen to her childhood friend.
Of course, this was easier said than done, especially for one young Shinigami.
Hana was in a bind, a big bind. Not only did she now have to watch Ajuga closely, but also their mutual friend, Diaemus, was a little too intelligent for Hana’s liking and he knew she was hiding something from them. Fortunately, Diaemus wasn’t exactly the confrontational sort. He wouldn’t out and ask her to spill whatever it was she was keeping from him. That just wasn’t his style. Still, she could tell her Arrancar friend was stewing over a number of things, including what had transpired at the tower when they had confronted the Generals the day the Defence Net fell. Between that, the latest battle and her own need to protect Ajuga, guilt began to eat slowly at her where the winged boy was concerned.
None of them had lied to Aizen. They truly hadn’t understood what the Generals were saying since they were speaking with buzzes instead of words. All Hana knew was that neither those humanoid bugs, nor Aizen, ought to find out about Ajuga’s heritage, under any circumstances. Thus, she had been the one acting irrationally, starting the fight with a chain of lightning and trying to kill them as fast as she could. While she trusted in Ajuga’s Heirro to keep her safe, she didn’t want the bugs to learn of her friend’s lineage.
The Swarm knew of Karin, and if they learned Ajuga was Karin’s daughter then they would go after Ajuga the way they went after Karin. Ajuga and secrets were passing acquaintances at best; the girl couldn’t keep one to save her life, in Hana’s opinion, so if she ever learned about her birthright, then there was a good chance word would get out, and if word got out than Aizen would hear of it.
Hana recalled all too well when Aizen had dragged her before him, wondering if she’d had Royal Blood flowing through her veins. She did, not a lot, but perhaps enough to entice him. She did not want to think about what would happen to her, or Ajuga, or Karin if Aizen learned she and Karin had hidden this from him. She was not a little girl anymore and she now understood why Aizen had been interested on that day, long ago. The thought of being raped by him and possibly forced to carry his child terrified her.
She had taken up Kido for that very reason. Kido let her fight at a distance and made sure the Swarm’s mandibles stayed away from her blood. She didn’t know if she had enough of it to trigger a reaction in the Swarm or not, but she was not about to find out the hard way.
Her thoughts drifted back to Diaemus. He knew her almost better than Ajuga did, and thus he knew she would have never attacked so irrationally, let alone been so determined to see the new species dead when they all knew how much Szayel would want them alive. Hana knew that Diaemus was capable of working things out and the way he kept looking at her in that unnerving ‘attempting to decipher’ way was getting to her. That brought her back to the dilemma she faced.
Did she dare tell him?
She wanted to trust Diaemus and she knew he was not the type to go about blathering, but this was big. She knew he was also loyal to his father, and that Ulquiorra was loyal to Aizen. That was one of the things in the ‘Don’t tell Diaemus’ column. Aizen would kill them for hiding this knowledge, or at least punish them harshly for it. On the other hand, Aizen had never really ordered those of Royal Blood to identify themselves, so technically they were not hiding anything from him. It wasn’t lying if one was never asked to reveal something that they might not have known in the first place
Hana just wasn’t sure she wanted to risk everything on a technicality. Somehow, she doubted that Aizen would split hairs on the issue. Instead, he’d probably assume the worst and all hell would break loose.
“Hana, you have, yet again, ceased working,” Diaemus commented.
She jumped, having completely forgotten he was right there helping her haul the damn carcasses from today’s battle into a pile for disposal by burning. Ajuga was off helping her mother’s Division do the same thing several kilometers away. It was filthy, nasty-but-necessary work and about as intellectually stimulating as watching grass grow, which was what had set her mind wandering in the first place.
“Sorry, lost in thought,” she apologized.
“I noticed.”
She continued hauling her current corpse to the edge of the growing pile and went back for another, leaving it to stronger people to throw it onto the pile. She still had a bit of time to work the problem out, weighing the decision to tell Diaemus or not. Something this important and dangerous wasn’t a safe discussion topic in a situation where the risk of being overhead was so great.
She’d dragged her last corpse to the soon-to-be bonfire and her unit commander released her from her duties when she made up her mind. She had to tell him. Ajuga was just too reckless and Hana could not cover both of their hides at all times. Sooner or later, the Swarm would get a taste of Ajuga’s blood, or make the connection, and disaster would follow. At least Diaemus could stay by Ajuga’s side and protect her. Hana had to obey the commands of both her Taichou and her Espada. Diaemus would be less likely to have orders that would conflict with protecting Ajuga from a stray bite and a subsequent abduction.
“Diaemus, can I talk to you,” she called to him before he could leave.
He turned his green gaze her way before nodding his head and approaching her.
“Not here, somewhere secure,” she indicated, speaking a little more quietly.
He looked at her oddly, but then seemed to decide that whatever it was had to be important enough to ask for a certain level of privacy, and Hana had never been the frivolous one in their little trio of friends. He gave her a nod and waited. There was only one place she could think of that was secure enough for this conversation, and that was the Science and Research Building, so that was where she dragged him. It wasn’t unusual for them to be there and no one there would comment on their presence. Szayel was monitoring all the half-breed children closely and Hana frequently accompanied them. The staff, long accustomed to their visits, greeted them warmly and let them know where Szayel had busied himself for the day. Hana thanked them politely and led Diaemus down to one of the empty examination rooms.
She made sure the door was secure and all the recording equipment turned off before facing him and taking a deep breath.
“What I am about to tell you cannot leave this room. Do you feel like you can keep this to yourself and tell no one, not even Ulquiorra-san?”
“I do not yet know what the secret is,” he pointed out, holding up both hands and frowning. Hana wouldn’t settle for anything less than a real pledge of silence, no hedging allowed.
“Swear it Diaemus. This information cannot get out… to anyone!”
He studied her for some time, clearly trying to determine how serious she was and to decide whether or not he wanted to be tangled up in whatever it was she was about to tell him. She could almost see his misgivings as he weighed them against the lure of finding out what had Hana so concerned. Finally, he brushed his hair out of his eyes and took a deep breath, having made up his mind.
“Very well, I swear not to tell another soul.”
“Thank the stars,” she sighed in relief.
“Now, what has you so bothered?”
“To make a very long story short, Karin-san is the direct heir to the Spirit King’s Throne, meaning both she and Ajuga-chan have royal blood flowing through their veins.”
Diaemus’s normally calm, even-tempered countenance saw a look of utter shock and more than a little bewilderment roll across his features. It promptly camped out there, as Hana hurried to elaborate on her initial announcement.
“This… wasn’t what I expected you to tell me.”
While he digested that, Hana reached out and took hold of his shoulders, bringing him eye to eye with her so that he knew this wasn’t some joke. The Shinigami was the oldest of their little trio and there were times when she felt she had to play that particular card. If there ever was a time to remind him that she was serious and that she was his sempai, this was it.
“The Swarm knows that Karin-san is of royal decent and they have been targeting her since they discovered her. That’s the reason the fighting is often thickest around her, especially when one of them manages to taste a drop of her blood. They want to put her on the Throne to cut off Aizen’s power and supposedly stabilize the Realms. That’s why the Swarm went ape shit the other day before you and Ajuga rescued her! The Swarm wasn’t trying to kill her. They were trying to take her.”
The boy before her took that in as well, looking a little overwhelmed for a second.
“So… the Swarm’s true motivation, for over a decade, isn’t to attack Aizen-kami or the city or its citizens, but to capture Karin Jaegerjaquez.”
“Maybe some of both, but yeah.”
Diaemus carefully took a seat on the examination table, leaning forward so that his wings wouldn’t brush the cold metal of the table. His eyes never left Hana’s and she got the impression he was trying to find holes in her story or flaws in the logic of it. True enough, he folded his arms across his chest and held up one finger.
“Such a notion on the Swarm’s part is foolish, and would only prove temporary at best. Karin-san lacks the power to move a strand of Aizen-Kami’s hair. He would easily overpower her and retake the Throne.”
Hana nodded, and then spread her hands wide, trying to get him to see she was telling the truth.
“That’s exactly what she told them. The problem is that the same Royal blood flows through Ajuga’s veins and you know how impulsive she can be. If the Swarm were to learn she was Karin’s daughter, they would go after her as well, full force.”
Hana was pacing now, Diaemus’s green eyes tracking her as she made her way back and forth across the lab. Finally, he clasped his hands and sighed and Hana stopped to look at him. He looked at the tile on the floor, twiddling his thumbs as he chose his words.
“I understand now why Karin-san has been upset about Ajuga-chan joining in on the latest battles. I had assumed it was just an irrational human emotion, similar to the one my mother experiences on what seems to be an hourly basis.”
“Well, there is probably some of that too.” Hana couldn’t help but to chuckle at his assessment of Orihime’s tendency to worry.
“Who is aware of her heritage? Clearly nor Aizen-Kami or Karin-san would be gracing his bed. It is no secret he has been trying to breed an heir from his wife and it is no secret he’s been less than successful in that venture.”
Hana made a face at his description of Unohana-sama’s plight, but nodded in agreement.
“Karin-san knows and Szay knows for sure. I think her father might know, and there’s me, but I’m not sure about anyone else.”
“You’re telling me that Ajuga remains unaware of her lineage.”
It was a statement rather than a question.
“Would you trust her with a secret?” Hana replied.
“No,” he answered without hesitation.
“So, can I count on you to help me do the best I can to keep her blood out of the Swarm’s mandibles, and not to tell anyone?” Hana pleaded.
He remained quiet, weighing his options and Hana left him to his thinking. She knew he would not lie to her so if he planned on telling anyone she would know right away. That was another reason she had chosen this place. If he did decide to let her down, she could quickly lock him in down here and pray that Szayel would have something to with which to erase his memory.
‘Perhaps I should have checked to make sure he has something like that first,’ she couldn’t help but to think. Well, what was done was done. Now all she could do was wait for him to agree to help.
Diaemus finally seemed to come to some kind of decision and she tapped her foot nervously as she waited for his verdict.
“Fine. I see no reason not to keep this secret. If Unohana-sama cannot produce an heir due to the imbalance in their reiatsu, then there is little hope that either Karin-san or Kami forbid, Ajuga would fare any better. I do not feel I am betraying Aizen-Kami by keeping this from him, as the knowledge will do him little good even if he did have it. I will do my best to assist you in the thankless task of keeping Ajuga‘s heritage a secret from any others as well as the Swarm.”
Hana could have fainted in relief. Instead, she settled for offering him a bright smile and a ‘thank you’. He was far faster than she was and better equipped to keep Ajuga-chan out of trouble. Unlike her, Diaemus had no Division and, as such, had no duties that he needed to carry out. He would be a much more reliable Ajuga-sitter. She let him read the utter gratitude on her face.
“Thank you Diaemus. You have no idea how relieved I am about this.” She meant it too.
He ran another hand through his coppery hair and looked around, as if trying to figure out, once again, how he’d ended up in this position. In this case, that meant having to carry around some burdensome knowledge without letting the subject of that knowledge in on the secret.
‘Well, welcome to the club, Diaemus. I can sure use your help.’
Thankfully, her misgivings about sharing this had been for naught. The way her Arrancar friend was slowly working her way more and more onto the battlefield, the more likely it was that an accident would occur and two sets of eyes were far better than one when it came to looking after Ajuga-chan’s danger-prone tail.
Phew, I have been on a major writing binge for this fict in my down time. Having issues with the next Real King chapter. I greatly enjoyed reading your wish lists, and I am happy I can say a large amount of those wishes have already been written out and that POV2 is now over 800 pages, of which only 250 have now been posted. I might go back to weekly updates, but no promises just yet. Some wishes made me think a little, and I think I can work them in perfectly. Not going to say which wishes fell where though, you are all just going to have to wait and see.
This Weeks Question: Oceans, mountains, prairie, tundra, savannah, forest, tropical, city, small town, big town. Where is your dream home? Honestly, I like my mountainous, costal, small town. Only way it could be better was if we were further south where it’s warmer and you could actually swim in the ocean, but I so love my snow caped mountains so it’s hard to say if I would prefer tropical or northern.
Next Chapter: The girls get together and Szayel and Karin make plans to help protect herself and Ajuga from the Swarm.
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