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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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Despair

Szayel woke slowly, his mind caught in a deep fog. Initially, he was confused as to his location. His entire body ached but he could feel his reiatsu slowly working to heal the damage. His memories were slow to return to him, but when they did, he quickly snapped his eyes open and searched frantically for Cachorro. Pain erupted throughout his body as he aggravated his injuries. It forced him to lie still until the agony ebbed a little.

He didn�t recognize the room he was in and fear flooded his body. Had Kurotsuchi managed to capture them? He half expected the crazed Shinigami to stroll into the room at any moment and start bragging about his takeover of the laboratory, and then inform Szayel in great detail just what kind of experiments he planned to subject the captive Arrancar and Cachorro to.

Cachorro gave a sleepy mew of protest at being disturbed and after the agony and panic died down a bit more, Szayel became aware that the cub was sleeping contently beside him; soft fur tickling the small portion of his skin that wasn�t covered by bandages. If Kurotsuchi had him. he doubted that Cachorro would be by his side, nor would his wounds have been so carefully treated, and that offered him a brief moment of hope. He felt his reiatsu flair slightly as it complained about him exacerbating his injuries. That alone caused him to freeze a second time in shock, his unrestrained arm flying to his stomach.

He should not have reiatsu at all with his condition and after a quick scan of his stomach he felt tears pool at the corner of his eyes. There was no trace of the budding of life that had been within him, no �thrum� of a second reiatsu trying to form. His stomach was barren. He had failed again. H�tsu would not be pleased.

Sobbing softly, he gathered Cachorro closer with his one good arm, the cub making small, soft noises, but otherwise having no further complaints about being held against his right side. Surely H�tsu wouldn�t�t punish him in front of the cub. Would he wait until after Cachorro�s needs had been met before meting out his punishment? It wasn�t as if this was his fault and he had done everything he could to defend Ichigo�s son. That had to count for something didn�t it? He knew H�tsu cared for Cachorro in some small way.

Szayel heard the door to his room slide open and he stiffened in terror before realizing that the intruding reiatsu wasn�t that of his Alpha, or even Ichigo. He didn�t recognize who it was, even though it had a familiar feel to it. It felt strongly like a Shinigami though, and he feared that his first guess had been right after all, that he was now in some Shinigami lab awaiting dissection or experimentation. Cachorro meowed in displeasure as he involuntarily tightened the grip he had on the cub and Szayel forced himself to loosen it before he accidentally hurt the little one.

This reiatsu was powerful and deep, clearly not Kurotsuchi, and yet strangely familiar. He didn�t sense the scientist, or any other additional Shinigami for that matter, anywhere in the vicinity. He decided that, given the evidence, he was in a safe location, and that Ichigo and Grimmjow must have made it in time to save he and Cachorro. Szayel decided that this Shinigami was probably one of the teen�s friends, perhaps even the scientist, Urahara Kisuke that Ichigo spoke of. Unfortunately, that also meant that it was only a matter of time until H�tsu paid him a visit.

�You�re finally awake!� a deep, male voice greeted him cheerfully.

Szayel nodded his head numbly, wishing he had never woken up at all. H�tsu would punish him as promised, probably shortly after Cachorro no longer needed him. Hell, Cachorro probably didn�t need him anymore. If Urahara Kisuke was half the scientist that Ichigo claimed he was, then an alternate solution had probably already been devised to feed the clearly healthy cub, unless Cachorro was suddenly eating meat now. Somehow he doubted it.

�Considering how close we came to losing you, I expected a happier reaction to being alive, but you look like you would have sooner died,� the strange man commented, his grin changing to a frown as he took in Szayel�s miserable expression.

�You might as well have let me die,� Szayel responded with a half-sob, only now daring to look up at the intruder.

He was scruffy-looking with scraggly black hair and a beard that looked like it desperately needed to be shaved, or at least trimmed. It was almost as if the man had had no time put towards any attempt at basic hygiene for at least a week. There was something about him though that tugged at Szayel�s exhausted brain and the man�s next sentence finally helped his addled mind put the facts together.

�I think my grandson would be displeased had we let that happen. He seems to like you, not to mention his other apparent need for your existence,� the man shook his head in disbelief.

Grandson. The slightly familiar-feeling reiatsu and the now-obvious genetic markers came together to form an acceptable explanation for his presence. This was Ichigo�s father, Kurosaki Isshin if he recalled the name right. Still, the knowledge about the man�s identity did little to relieve his dread-fuelled sorrow.

�It won�t matter, he�ll kill me for failing him again,� Szayel whispered, dropping his gaze and setting Cachorro down so he could stroke the cub�s soft fur. Doing so always had a calming, effect on him, although it did little to help him now.

�Who will kill you for what?� Isshin inquired as the man closed the distance between them and sat on the edge of the large bed, in a gingerly manner so that Szayel wouldn�t be disturbed and so that he wouldn�t tower over his patient.

�My Alpha, H�tsu. He told me if I failed him again he would�� Szayel paused and took a shuddering breath, his strokes on Cachorro�s fur increasing in rate and intensity before forcing himself to finish the sentence, �fuck me to death until my deceased body ceased twitching.�

It took a second for Isshin to let that sink in and when he did realize what Szayel had told him, his eyes narrowed a little.

�I see.� Isshin frowned and his reiatsu gave a soft yet dangerous flare before subsiding. �Ichigo would never permit such a thing to happen,� Isshin assured him. �To be honest, I don�t think you have anything to fear at all in that regard.�

�Huh?� Szayel looked at him, utterly confused.

Isshin had the faintest hint of a smile on his lips.

�You didn�t �fail� Szayel; you have merely been unconscious for two weeks as a result of the trauma you suffered. Your cub is fine!� Isshin smiled as he moved aside and gestured to what appeared to be a cradle sitting against the opposite wall. Szayel had missed it earlier, lost in panic, thinking it was just another piece of furniture.

The former Espada�s eyes widened as he stared at the egg nestled within, giving off a soft pulse of reiatsu that clearly had his markers and appeared to be strong and healthy.

�It was very close but Retsu and I managed to save you both, although I must admit it was touch and go for most of the procedure. You should be fortunate that H�tsu is as much Ichigo as Ichigo is, since it means your cub is technically family. I do not know if we would have been able to save him or her if there hadn�t been a family member around familiar with such delicate reiatsu procedures to stabilize it. However, I trust I don�t need to go into the details with you. You�re already quite knowledgeable about such things, if my son is correct about your intelligence.�

Szayel nodded his head in response. He knew exactly what Isshin was talking about. He tried to sit up so he could better inspect his egg, but Isshin placed a hand on his undamaged shoulder and easily held him down.

�You shouldn�t move yet. We invested almost all of our energy towards keeping you and your cub�s reiatsu stable, so we haven�t been able to see to your rather impressive laundry list of injuries. Rest there, I will bring your egg to you,� Isshin promised.

Szayel nodded his head and lay back down while Isshin retrieved the egg from the cradle, setting it carefully down beside him. Seeing another handle his egg should have upset him, but Isshin was family and after two weeks of having the man�s reiatsu entwined with his and his cubs his instincts recognized Isshin as safe. Hesitantly, he reached out his hand to touch the shell of his young. He felt a pulse of reiatsu from his cub tingle warmly against his hand and his earlier tears of terror quickly turned to ones of joy. His cub was safe and fine. He had managed to successfully lay his egg while being unconscious and, with such a powerful pack backing him up, this time he just might finally get to see his offspring hatch.

�Thank you,� he whispered gratefully to Isshin.

�Anything for my grandchildren.� Isshin smirked, a hint of the man Ichigo had informed him his father was peeking through. �Although, I must confess I was expecting human children, preferably after Ichigo had graduated university, got a high paying job and found a nice, young woman to settle down with,� he said, ticking off those hypothetical things on the fingers of one hand, �but I�ll take what I can get.� The man chuckled, reaching down to pet a pleased Cachorro. �If Hijastro is even half as cute as Cachorro, I definitely won�t have any complaints.�

�Where are Ichigo and Grimmjow?� Szayel asked, honestly surprised Cachorro had been left with him unattended, especially after what had happened the last time he had been left alone with the cub.

�Ichigo is at school taking a makeup exam and Grimmjow returned to Hueco Mundo to grab some things and more food. They should both be back soon. Besides, Cachorro hardly wanted to leave your side once he was permitted in your room, although I do got to confess watching him feed can be rather�unsettling,� Isshin admitted, though he had a wry smile on his lips.

�He has still been feeding from me?� Szayel seemed surprised at Isshin�s revelation regarding Cachorro�s feedings.

�So far he has refused everything Kisuke has offered him and we determined he wasn�t doing your recovery any harm, so we saw no reason to interfere. Are you up for an examination? You have a number of fractured and broken bones that need addressing.�

�Yes,� Szayel said, acquiescing.

�Good, let�s start with your left wrist. It�s clearly an older wound that never healed correctly, although Retsu and I managed to set it properly. How did that injury occur?�

�H�tsu was displeased with me and broke it on two separate occasions as punishment,� he answered honestly as Isshin gently removed the bindings wrapping his wrist. �It was before Ichigo found out what was going on and stepped in to stop any further abuse,� he assured Isshin when he noticed the look of displeasure that bordered on anger cross Isshin�s face.

�Hmm,� Isshin hummed, examining the swollen wrist with the professional manner of a well-trained doctor before wrapping it tightly again.

One by one they went over his injuries and Szayel winced as the examination revealed the extent of the damage he had taken. His body was still covered in some rather dark bruises and his bones ached fiercely. He had been in a state of shock for most of the attack and his sole focus had been on protecting Cachorro, so it hadn�t really registered in his mind how bad the injuries actually were. The worst injury was his shattered ankle. It would need to be completely reconstructed and then it would still be months before he could walk on it again, unless Orihime healed it. He honestly saw no reason why the human woman would help him, but now that his reiatsu had stabilized, Isshin seemed confident the girl could finally deal with the beating his body had received.

Isshin was nothing like what he�d expected. Ichigo had filled him in on his father�s eccentric nature, so it wouldn�t come as too much of a shock when they met, and yet he saw none of what Ichigo had described as an �overtly enthusiastic goofball� in the serious doctor being presented to him now. It was clear that Isshin was very knowledgeable about medicine, but then he had to be in order to license and run his own clinic.

�Where am I anyway? This clearly is not Hueco Mundo,� Szayel asked, once his disturbing examination was over; he considered it such because Isshin had noticed the damage done by H�tsu to some rather intimate parts of his body he would sooner forget about and had insisted on getting the entire story behind them.

�This is Kisuke�s shop. It was impossible to safely refresh your markers in your condition, so we set you up in this heavily shielded room to try and minimize as much of the fallout as we could, although Grimmjow did mention something about �bait and good hunting,�� Isshin replied, then chuckled and shook his head. �Whatever that means, I guess.�

Cachorro meowed, indicating his displeasure at having been ignored for so long during the examination and now demanded attention. Isshin snickered and stroked his grandson�s fur with a wide grin on his face.

�He has hardly left your side, although I don�t know how much of that is affection for you or affection for the food you provide.�

�Probably the food,� Szayel admitted and looked at the cub that was busy nuzzling up to the hand petting him with pleasure.

It was still heart-warming (if one could say that he had a heart to warm) to know that the cub hadn�t left his side, especially since Cachorro was technically the reason he was in this condition. He doubted Cachorro understood overly much about what had happened, but it was still nice to know the one for whom he�d taken one hell of a beating for hadn�t abandoned him.

�Is this what Hijastro will look like when he or she hatches?� Isshin questioned curiously.

�I don�t know. Cachorro is the first Arrancar cub ever hatched and Grimmjow is very feline like, both in his days as an Adjuchas and in his Resurrección. I was sort of catlike in my Adjuchas stage with four, percentile tentacles running from my back that housed my defences, but my Resurrección is more insect-like. H�tsu is completely human-looking as far as I know and, unlike Ichigo, he is a full Hollow so I don�t know how his genetics will play into things. You should know as well as I do that no one can predict what a child will look like without getting samples of the off springs DNA codes before it is born,� Szayel pointed out.

�True enough,� Isshin conceded. �Who knew that poor Ichigo would be born with Masaki�s hair colour? The poor boy has been tormented over it for years.�

�I am sure his name had absolutely nothing to do with it,� Szayel pointed out dryly.

The door opened and everyone turned their eyes to see who had entered. Cachorro let out a squeal of delight, tumbling out of the bed and stumbling across the floor in a rush to get to his returning parent.

�Your finally awake, that�s good to see. I was getting pretty worried,� Ichigo greeted him with honest relief as he scooped his son up.

Szayel had never seen Ichigo in either his school uniform or his human body. While the prison of flesh did dampen some of Ichigo�s impressive spiritual pressure, it did little to actually mitigate it. Anyone who knew what to look for would know the young man simply reeked of power. His body was merely a look-alike container for it and Szayel found it strange looking at two sides of the same person, the spiritual and the physical, when he was so busy dealing with just the one.

�How did your test go?� Isshin grilled his son, one eyebrow raised.

�I think I passed,� Ichigo answered and scowled in annoyance. �History was never my best subject. There are too many stupid dates to memorize and I swear, the name of the Emperor changes every five years throughout the Heian Period,� Ichigo answered as he walked up to join them and also sat carefully on the edge of the bed so as not to disturb its occupants. �On the up side, you will be pleased to hear that I literally aced Chemistry and Biology and pulled 97% in Mathematics, earning several recommendations for various scholarships,� he added with a smirk.

�I shudder to think my tutoring skills would be anything less than perfect,� Szayel sniffed, brushing a stray strand of hair out of his face as he did so in a vain attempt to preen, despite being covered in purple bruises, wrapped up in bandages and wearing several casts.

Ichigo laughed and shook his head in amusement. Cachorro let out another meow and Isshin just smirked at the lot of them.

�Oh, not to bring down the mood a bit, but H�tsu says he is pleased the egg is laid now. It was really rough there for a while but everything seems to be going alright. It�s just a matter of time now, isn�t it?� Ichigo asked.

�Yes,� Szayel answered and turned his attention back to the egg nestled against his undamaged side.

It looked very similar to Cachorro�s egg and he could tell by touch alone that the shell was strong. As long as it wasn�t disturbed, there ought to be no problems when it hatched. The reiatsu output of Ichigo, Isshin, Grimmjow and himself was more than enough to prevent any potential damage that might occur regarding Hijastro�s development from remaining in the Living World, nor did it seem that staying here had had any negative effects on Cachorro and he said as much.

�Yeah, Urahara-san and company are in the middle of fixing up the Vizard�s old warehouse for us. We talked about staying with my family, but the Clinic is only so big. There are already protective shields up around Shiniji�s old shop that we can utilize and Urahara-san assured me that Shiniji won�t mind us taking it over.�

�How long do we plan on staying here?� Szayel queried hesitantly.

�Well, I at least want to stay until I finish my studies. My family and life are both here and it�s a hell of a lot safer here than in Hueco Mundo right now. I understand if you want to leave after Hijastro is old enough, it�s not like we are holding you prisoner or anything,� Ichigo shrugged.

It was definitely something to think about. There really wasn�t anything left for him in Hueco Mundo if he returned alone, especially with Kurotsuchi controlling his labs, and here he was, part of a pack once more. Who knew, maybe Kisuke would let him use his lab equipment and he could start up a few of his experiments again.

The thought of his experiments reminded him of a key point in his ordeal at the hands of Kurotsuchi and his Division, and Szayel felt immediate panic.

�My journals? Where are they?� he demanded suddenly, frantically looking about the bed as if he expected them to be right there. The last time he had seen them, Kurotsuchi had been holding them and he desperately hoped the despicable Shinigami hadn�t taken them.

�What�s got his tail in a knot?� Grimmjow demanded as he waltzed into the room, a Hollow�s corpse casually tossed over one shoulder and a large box tucked under his other arm.

�My journals!� Szayel explained before the other two could.

�Chill Hime-chan, they are right here,� Grimmjow grunted, dropping the corpse in a corner and then walking over to them to set the large box on the table. �It�s not like you have been in any shape to write in them anyway.�

Szayel decided to ignore the derogatory nickname for now, although he did make a mental note to pay Grimmjow back for it later, and focused instead on the items Grimmjow fished out of the large box.

A few articles of clothing appeared, followed by the small box containing Cachorro�s pet lizard, Ichigo�s binders and text books and, finally, his three journals. He would have snatched them had he been physically capable of it, but his only good arm was on the wrong side and currently wrapped around his egg. It was still a great relief to see them here and intact.

�Journals?� Isshin questioned with a raised eye.

�Scientific journals,� Szayel corrected. �Containing all of my notes and observation on Arrancar mating and young. These are the first instances of course and the information in them is invaluable.�

�Ah,� Isshin gave a nod of his head, understanding dawning in his eyes. �I would love to go through them at some point, if you don�t mind.�

�Of course,� Szayel agreed easily.

This was Ichigo�s father and the man who had saved his cub. He was now technically family and Szayel felt oddly at ease around him, perhaps because Isshin�s reiatsu had been entwined with his for so long during his recovery that he subconsciously thought of him as �safe�.

Then an unwelcome realization hit him and he frowned, and then looked back up at Grimmjow in growing concern.

�You just retrieved these now?� he pressed the other Espada.

�Yeah.�

�And no one has been at the den for the two weeks we have been here in the Living World?� he demanded.

�No. Why?� Grimmjow countered, sounding a little annoyed now.

Szayel�s frown deepened as he looked at the journals Grimmjow still held. He made a few mental calculations and didn�t like what he came up with. On one hand, the ramification of what would happen if the knowledge in them was put to the worst sort of use wasn�t their business. On the other, he had learned a lot about Ichigo and knew how the teen would react if his suspicions were correct. There was also the vindictive part of his personality that wanted to see Kurotsuchi suffer, and he would suffer greatly if his suspicions proved correct and if he informed Ichigo of them.

�No scientist would pass up the information contained in these journals, and that bastard Kurotsuchi knew they were there. He was going through them shortly before I lost consciousness, which I think happened before you arrived. There is no way he would not have sent at least several scouts to see if there was a chance of retrieving these books. It would have been very easy to do so while we�ve been gone. He�d shown a great deal of interest in the contents, if I remember his gloating correctly.�

�Meaning?� Grimmjow growled in annoyance.

Isshin already had a deep frown on his face and even Ichigo had a look of growing dread.

�Meaning he would have access to several Arrancar he believes he could breed for the sake of his own experimentation,� Szayel replied.

Ichigo�s look of dread slowly morphed to anger while Grimmjow seemed a bit less concerned. Hollows generally weren�t that friendly with each other and it was a rare one indeed who would go out of his way to help one he didn�t know or care for.

�So?� Grimmjow questioned with a grunt.

�He could have Nel,� Ichigo whispered, eyes widening. �I never did find any trace of her while hunting and I lost track of her after our battle.�

Ichigo looked like he was about to say more, probably something along the lines of how they couldn�t leave anyone to suffer at Kurotsuchi�s hands if they could do anything about it, but the teen paused and studied Grimmjow for a minute before changing his line of approach.

�Not to mention he might come after Cachorro again if he fails and we still owe him for attacking the pack anyway. He doesn�t belong in Hueco Mundo. That world belongs to you guys and he has no right to intrude upon it.�

That got Grimmjow�s hackles up. It was a different take on the situation, but still resonated. There was no guarantee Kurotsuchi could get his prisoners to breed; in fact it was highly unlikely, as breeding among the Arrancar was rare. It was true that Arrancar had more �humanistic� feelings, but that didn�t mean he could force them into a battle. Even if he could, there was even less of a chance that the initial fights would go from �to the death� to �frenzied mating.�

However, if Kurotsuchi could manage to get his prisoners to procreate, it would leave him with powerful, trainable offspring. The thought of that egotistical bastard with a pack of rabid, Hollow dogs willing to follow his commands did not sit well with Szayel at all and he said as much to the others.

It was unnecessary to add more fuel at this point. He could already tell that Ichigo and Grimmjow were both ready to return to Hueco Mundo and pay the bastard a personal visit. Isshin was surprisingly silent on the whole affair and Szayel couldn�t quite get a read on what the older Shinigami was thinking, though he could tell the older man wasn�t particularly happy.

�Do you know where Kurotsuchi even is?� Isshin finally spoke, posing the question.

�Yes, he set himself up in one of my old laboratory complexes,� Szayel assured him. �I can give you the codes for the defences I put in place, but you can be assured that he probably added more. I can also provide you with the complete layout, including where the cells are, which is where any prisoners would be held. I doubt he would construct new ones when mine are so perfectly designed,� he couldn�t help but to boast.

�There is one other thing. The suppression device, the same one I used on you two when we, ah, met up again. There is one in the lab and while I didn�t program it to have yours Ichigo, it definitely has Grimmjow�s. I also wouldn�t put it past Kurotsuchi to figure that device out and yours may have been added, but as we learned you can just manifest H�tsu and Zangetsu and that should negate the device. Of your human friends, should you bring them, I know the Quincy�s is in there, but the others are not unless if they have been added.

�I can design a remote to deactivate it, assuming the codes haven�t changed, but it will only last so long until someone resets the device and then you are on your own.� Szayel chewed his lower lip for a moment while other thoughts and options whirled through his head. �I might be able to come up with a module that would flicker or distort your reiatsu to confuse the device, but it would also mess up your own reiatsu control and make it unreliable,� he offered hesitantly.

�I doubt Ichigo would notice the difference,�

�Hey!� the teen protested.

��and the small fry in there hardly need much strength to floor,� Grimmjow pointed out, ignoring Ichigo�s protest.

Szayel nodded in agreement. He would sooner go as well, just to be there to rub their Victory into Kurotsuchi disgusting, painted face, not to mention deal with all the technological barriers he knew were going to come up, but he didn�t dare leave his young unattended and he was hardly recovered enough to go into a fight. It would just have to be enough to know that the Shinigami was getting some of what he was owed. He truly despised the species.

�Well, most of the species,� he amended as he looked at Ichigo and Isshin, two Shinigami he didn�t feel distaste for.

Isshin remained silent and pensive, even as Ichigo and Grimmjow, with Szayel occasionally chiming in to offer suggestions, hashed out a plan to rescue prisoners that might not even exist, although Szayel was pretty damn sure there had to be some, and pay Kurotsuchi back for daring to attack their pack.

When nothing more remained to work out, Ichigo and Grimmjow gathered Cachorro and Grimmjow�s left to get something for the teen to eat, leaving him alone again with Isshin and the corpse Grimmjow had dragged back with firm orders to eat.

�You can be very manipulative,� Isshin noted with a strange voice.

�Nothing I said was false,� he pointed out defensively.

Isshin was still giving him a measured look and he felt himself growing uncomfortable. He suddenly understood where Ichigo got the strange vibe that made one want to please him, because Isshin made him feel the same way now. He wanted the older man to like him, to show him approval and it was a little disheartening to know that he had somehow let the Shinigami down. Szayel tried, therefore, to defend his actions with all the logic he could muster.

�I do want to see the bastard get what he deserves, but I also understand how Ichigo thinks. How much worse do you think he would feel if I hadn�t told him my suspicions and he found out I knew about it later?� Szayel pointed out.

�True enough,� Isshin conceded, and that scrutinizing gaze lessoned slightly, but Szayel still felt like he was on some sort of trial and grew increasingly uncomfortable, not to mention a little worried.

�What do you know about Natural Betas? Did Grimmjow or Ichigo explain my unique situation at all?� he asked curiously, quickly trying to change the subject.

�I would like to hear more about it from your own words. In addition, I�d like to know just how my son�s Hollow managed to manifest and impregnate you,� Isshin replied, indicating that he wasn�t to be thrown off the scent that easily.

Szayel nodded his head and launched into his narrative of events, leaving nothing out and changing nothing, not even when he knew his past actions might upset the man. Isshin had that look on his face that told him the Shinigami would know if he was lying or playing with the truth. As he had noticed earlier, there was something about a Kurosaki that made one want to trust and please them, as well as follow their commands.

The former Espada couldn�t help but to wonder; if he had enough time and resources to study the phenomenon could he find a way to bottle it?

I bet I had you all going at the beginning, didn�t I? *evil snicker. Still got one healthy baby if the movements are anything to go by, but I am once again finding it hard to dredge up energy. Just under three more months to go�..

Loves to all you who reviewed. Those of you who broke the rather easy code guessed right, those of you who didn�t, well, most of you got at least one of them right. Judging by the numbers they were assigned there has to be a large number of Arrancar, and we only meet maybe half of them. I really wanted to avoid OC�s so I tried to take the ones who would be alive, either because of cannon or ones that could be argued to still be alive, ergo they didn�t actually die on screen. You will find out why they are two chapters from now, for Next Chapter:

Karin gets to meet Szayel and I throw is some Grimm Ichi smex since it�s been too long since the last time.
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