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Disclaimer: This is fanfiction, which means I make no money off of it, nor do I own Bleach or its characters, settings, yadda yadda yadda. Don’t sue. I am broke. Period. I am only writing this for fun, nothing else. I DO own Night, Lisa,

Chapter List
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*Previous chapters are slowly being beta'd, so sorry if there are still a few mistakes!*

Title: A Huntress In Hueco Mundo
Author: Azriel, groffiction
Fandom: Bleach Au… and characters are a bit OOC
Rating: NC17 all the way.
Pairings: Aizen/Night, Ulquiorra/Max, Grimmjow/Lisa, Ichimaru/Jade, Stark/Ryu.
Disclaimer: This is fanfiction, which means I make no money off of it, nor do I own Bleach or its characters, settings, yadda yadda yadda. Don’t sue. I am broke. Period. I am only writing this for fun, nothing else. I DO own Midnight Onyx, Lisa Trinity, Max Farthing, Jade Hollinger, Ryu Livingston, and anything to do with them their world, and other original characters. No touchy.
Summary: Refer to Prologue

Chapter 21: A Meeting of Espada

Aizen had summoned Gin, Ulquiorra, Kaname, Stark, and Grimmjow to report to him on their experiences with their visitors. He stood in the meeting room, sipping his tea as he saw each one file in. After they all sat down, he sat, and he regarded each one with a keen chocolate eye. Each one was holding mixed expressions on their faces. Even the way they sat was different. Subtle changes like that told Aizen much.

For one, Kaname was sitting a bit straighter than usual, though his attention was on all around him. He usually sat to the side to view the whole room… but not today. That usually meant that he was intrigued by what everyone else was going to say about their findings. Then there was Grimmjow, who was the most expressive of the group (as usual).

Grimmjow had his eyes on the table and looked like he was trying to glare a hole into it. His hands were in front of him and he was idly clenching them on the sides of the table. His back was rigid instead of his usual laid back style. He was also tapping his foot nervously. Aizen was vaguely reminded of how similar Ichigo Kurosaki and Grimmjow were. He obviously was conveying that he had a lot on his mind and was trying to muddle through things, but was impatient as always to come to a conclusion that seemed to allude him.

Then there was Stark, who was very grumpy looking, which meant that he’d stayed up all night doing something with Ryu…. He was lounging in his chair like he really would rather have been in bed.

Gin looked a bit tense, but otherwise didn’t show any difference in his facial expressions. He was idly playing with his cup of tea, spinning it lightly around as he looked at everyone else. That usually meant that Gin was a bit confused and wanted to hear what everyone else had to say before he said anything himself.

Lastly there was Ulquiorra. The poor man looked like he hadn’t slept a wink last night. His eyes were a bit droopy and he looked flat out exhausted. Though his face was in its normal emotionless mask, he still looked a bit on edge. His hair was a bit mussed and he was looking into the depths of his tea mug. His hands clasped the tea mug and he was sitting a bit more straight than usual. This probably meant that Ulquiorra had emotional problems that he wasn’t used to having. He also was a bit nervous about talking about his experience with everyone else.

Oh yes… Aizen gained a lot just by observing his most loyal group of servants. Finally he asked, “Kaname… tell us what you’ve observed of our visitors.”

Kaname sighed and started his analysis with no hesitation, “They seem to be very intelligent and truly enjoy their stay here so far. They also are very skilled in all kinds of battle situations and they readily talk about their lives and their hobbies, etc. There is still much to learn from them, case in being their extra energy store within their soul fabric. It’s almost like a completely different organism hiding within their soul.”

Aizen nodded. “What have you found out about that extra store?”

“It seems to be a mechanism to give them access to an unlimited source of psychic power. It serves as a purpose similar to that of our Zanpakutos. I believe that they only use it when it is absolutely necessary because it is so dangerous to use.” Kaname said.

Grimmjow spoke up, “It is a very big secret with them though. I tried to get Lisa to tell me about it last night, but she kinda froze up about it when I mentioned it. Lisa said that only Night was allowed to let them use it, and she would only do it if it was a last resort.”

Aizen nodded. “Thank you Grimmjow.” He looked at everyone else. “I want us to look into this further. I am very interested in knowing why they want to keep it secret.” He turned back to Kaname. “Continue.”

Kaname nodded, “Yes, my lord.” He displayed a three dimensional holographic analysis of the visitors. “This I got from eighth Espada Lindor, who had managed to get them all scanned without their knowledge. As you can see… they look almost exactly human. The only thing is their brains are formed a bit differently. They use eighty percent of their brain, whereas humans only use twenty. Their ability to shape shift is still under investigation, but I do think it has to do with their reiatsu levels.”

With that, Kaname sat down and the data disappeared. Aizen said softly, “Thank you Kaname.” He looked over at Stark. “Do you have anything to add with your experience with your own guest?”

Stark yawned slightly and shrugged, “They all seem to have no real interest in the other lesser Espada or the other arrancars. They try to keep the look of ‘harmless’ in play, probably they were taught to do that whenever they were at a potential enemy’s home. They are highly trained and know when they are being watched. As for Ryu… he’s very attractive… and makes me feel attentive. Even a bit frustrated. I nearly lashed out at Lilinette last night for just being herself. Other than that, I have nothing to add.”

“Predators at heart.” Aizen murmured. He turned to Gin. “Gin, what can you let us know about your time with Miss Jade Hollinger?”

If Gin wasn’t too happy about going second, he didn’t show it. Instead he drawled out, “The lady is very entertaining and a born huntress. She hunts like a very skilled dragon and loves the thrill of the chase. I went with her on a hunt and she took down more than a hundred arrancars by herself in the space of three minutes. She seemed to have a bit of trouble feeding on their reiatsu, probably because arrancars disappear quickly after death. She had to put herself at great risk by feeding from them while they were still alive.”

Grimmjow’s eyes widened. “She did what?”

“Pay attention, Grimmy.” Gin teased before moving on, “After she vanquished about fifty arrancars, Shinzo wanted to come out and play, so I joined her hunt.”

“And how did you feel after you joined her in the hunt?” Aizen asked softly, shrewdly watching his General.

Gin didn’t feel the need to conceal anything about that, “I felt… very exhilarated. I haven’t felt so… alive in many years.”

“Not since the war.” Grimmjow added, causing everyone to look at him in shock.

Gin nodded slightly, “Yea… not since the war.”

“Go on, Grimmjow.” Aizen said, sipping his tea. “I yearn to hear from you all how you felt with these intriguing visitors.”

Grimmjow felt like he should have shoved a boot in his mouth. He growled bad humoredly and sighed. “I’m not sure how I feel. One minute, it’s like I can’t get enough of Lisa… and then the next I am scared I’m going to hurt her. I’ve never been so scared in my life. Not even when Kurosaki put on his hollow mask.”

Wow… that’s very interesting. Gin thought as he listened.

“I feel weird all the time.” He frustratingly banged his fist on the table and gritted his teeth. “I feel like an idiot in front of her. I seem to say everything right, but I still end up feeling so stupid. I’m so frustrated, mentally and physically that I can’t even think straight!”

“She is your mate… that’s why.” Aizen said softly, watching everyone’s expressions carefully. No one seemed to be surprised, so they probably knew about their own situations as well.

“I know… and it’s killing me that I can’t seem to find out what to do.” Grimmjow snarled.

Ulquiorra spoke up, surprising everyone, “I am going through the same thing, Aizen-sama.” He bit his lip. “Max can’t seem to keep his hands off of me… and the more I think about him, the more I don’t want him to.”

Aizen smiled slowly. “What about you, Gin? Are you having the same problems?”

Gin blinked slightly, which told Aizen that he had surprised the man. Gin recovered quickly and answered slowly, “A bit. But for me, I seem to enjoy everything as it comes. Why shouldn’t I?”

That was saying a bunch coming from the usually secretive man. Aizen finally said, “So… five of us have been graced to have five mates of being. Do you know what this means?”

No one answered, but then, Aizen was used to answering his own questions. “This means that we can move a step forward into the direction we want to take. The choice is ours where we want the path to take us. I think all of us need to spend more time with our mates and decide what to do by ourselves.” His eyes turned hard, though his smile stayed put. “I do have a suggestion, however. If your mates want to bond in any way with you, ask yourself this question: Will they support you in every single way?”

Ouch… that cracked it down in a nutshell. Gin translated: We can do what we want within reason and have to be under Aizen-sama’s control. And if we do chose to bond with our mates, they have to agree to follow Aizen-sama.

Everyone said ‘yes sir’ and Aizen smiled, his eyes turning back to being normal (which was in between warm and ice cold). “Good. Very well. You may go. We will meet back here in one week.”
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