The Real King | By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 48386 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13 |
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Family Ties
Mating and mated Hollows were rather intriguing, Kurotsuchi noted. The battle for dominance had been bloody, yet brief, and most of the damage was superficial. He attributed the short duration of the fight to the fact that one of them had already agreed to submit and after clearly testing each other for something, strength most likely, the two had fallen to mating rather easily. In Experiment A15’s case, Kurotsuchi would say, it would seem that he went about the business eagerly.
The actually mating had also been bloody, with the Alpha’s claws and fangs tearing into skin while the Beta only brought his claws into play. Both of them were a bloody mess by the time it was over with and yet, despite how shredded their bodies were, they had still nestled together with the Alpha wrapping protectively around the Beta, soothing the wounds he had inflicted earlier with his tongue. Considering how vain the Alpha was, Kurotsuchi was honestly surprised by how little he seemed to care that his skin was marred by scratches and his hair stained with blood.
The reiatsu monitors were even more interesting to watch. The Beta’s body absorbed the shot of Reiatsu and DNA infused fluid and mixed it with his own, creating a completely new reiatsu bundle inside of the Beta’s stomach area. The process didn’t seem painful, but he could tell it was at least uncomfortable. Shortly after that the Beta’s reiatsu took a steep, steady decline but neither Arrancar seemed concerned over it and Kurotsuchi recalled that the notes he’d copied indicated such a change would happen.
It had been just over three weeks now and as promised, the two specimens were left completely alone to tend to themselves. He was surprised how often they mated, sometimes several times a day. He briefly recalled Experiment A50, or the Beta, mentioning something about scent and reiatsu markers.
The Beta’s behaviour had gone from placid to completely subservient, often baring his throat in submission and keeping his eyes adverted from his Alpha’s. Experiment A50 had always been passive, but this action was a completely different thing and had a different feel to it. The Beta exhibited more emotion after the mating than Kurotsuchi had seen from him before, and yet that deferential behaviour remained and appeared completely natural.
The Alpha ‘s demeanour had changed as well. Experiment A15 had always been defiant and vain. While the creature’s confidence seemed intact, a more mellow side had emerged with the mating. The Alpha cared for the Beta, sometimes putting the Beta’s needs before his own. When they slept, the Alpha would curl protectively around the Beta, putting his own body between that of any potential danger and his mate.
When food was presented to them to see what would happen, it was the Beta who got to eat first and was tended to. He had never thought to see such nurturing instincts from Hollows. Not even Humans or Shinigami displayed such affection or self-sacrificing for their mates. It was a surprise to see it coming from such violent creatures and he had never expected to ever see such from one classified as an Alpha.
This was the only successful pair so far. All the others he had tried to get to mate frankly told him he could “fuck off’ when he brought it up and if they were put together, they either completely ignored each other or fought so violently that they had to be separated before one killed the other. Now he closely monitored all potential mating partners. It was no wonder Hollow young were so rare, if the Adjuchas bred this way as well. It made sense as to why those that did breed suffered such a dramatic shift in character. With such a low gestation rate, something about the partnership itself had to change to make sure the mated pair stayed together long enough to lay and raise the cub.
“Sir, we finally have another success,” Akon reported, turning his attention away from the monitor he had been watching intently for the last hour.
With all of the failures, they were running out of potential pairings, so to hear of another success was definitely thrilling. Now they could begin to determine if such a large behaviour shift was common in mating Hollows or if the first pair was simply an exception. The Beta was different from the other Hollows and that could definitely be a contributing factor.
“Who?” Kurotsuchi demanded, abandoning his own monitor to move over to Akon’s.
The first pair were firmly establish and he had no fear of leaving them unmonitored for brief, or even extended, periods of time. If nothing negative had happened between them yet it was unlikely to happen now.
“Experiments A55 and A107,” Akon reported.
“Wonderful,” Kurotsuchi purred. “Re-label them as Alpha 2 and Beta 2 for the continuation of their experiment and update the logs.”
“Yes sir. How is the original pair doing?” Akon asked.
Akon had been very busy trying to get another pair to work so he hadn’t been able to follow the initial experiment too closely. With such good news, Kurotsuchi felt generous enough to let Akon in on what he’d missed.
“Interestingly. I have never seen such dramatic behaviour shifts before. The Alpha has become rather altruistic and toned down his arrogance while the Beta has turned his docile behaviour into submissiveness and is displaying actual emotion. It shouldn’t be much longer before the egg is laid, and that is truly something I cannot wait to witness. I wonder if we shall see such a shift in this pair as well.” Kurotsuchi mused as he shamelessly watched the two Arrancar on Akon’s screen mate.
There was a lot less blood between these two but the mating was still wild. Both Experiments had rejected attempts to mate them to others and he wondered what was so different this time. Personalities? Strength? Appearance? A pheromone of some sort? Perhaps it was a combination of some or all of those things? Both had chosen the less-violent option when pressed to mate before, unless the other Hollow attacked first.
Kurotsuchi watched until the two finished mating and nodded his head in satisfaction as Alpha 2 curled around Beta 2 protectively, exactly like the original pair had done. While two sets of subjects were not a very large pool from which to draw inferences about the mating behaviour of an entire species, he still felt relatively confident that they could confirm that aspect of mating as ‘typical’.
He returned to his own monitor as the new pair settled down to rest. The original pair was apparently showering. The Alpha had an obsession with his appearance. Kurotsuchi just shook his head and wondered how many times they would mate today before calling over one of his servants to take over surveillance duties. It was past time for lunch anyway and he sincerely doubted anything significant would happen in the next hour or so.
He was halfway down the hall when the perimeter breach alarm began to blare. He scowled in annoyance and turned about to return to the control room. If it was another bloody Hollow lizard, rat or bird he was going to skin someone alive. The likelihood of it being a small stray animal Hollow faded, however when he walked into control room to see most of the people staring at the screens in a state of full-blown panic.
His eyes darted to the main monitor and he felt himself pale slightly as well, before anger rose up to replace his brief lapse into fear. Displayed front and center in the monitor was none other than that infernal Hybrid, Ichigo Kurosaki, storming down the hallway and demolishing everything that got in his way. Beside him was the boy’s Arrancar mate, who seemed to be enjoying the wholesale destruction he caused. There was a great deal of what one might charitably call ‘unholy glee’ (and others might simply label bloodthirstiness) in his bright blue eyes. The two left a trail of debris in their wake.
Kurotsuchi hastily got himself together before he began to bark out orders to his stupefied and terrified minions in a voice tinged with disbelief and rage. How dare the boy and his pet barge into his lab and interrupt his experiments? Who did they think they were?
As if that was not bad enough, another set of alarms triggered, indicating the two had not come alone. Unfortunately the monitors that might have revealed the perpetrators of this intrusion refused to work and he found himself gnashing his teeth together in frustration. They would pay dearly for this, so help him.
He would see to it personally if necessary, in as painful a way as he could possibly find.
“I hope they will be alright,” Orihime prayed aloud, voice filled with worry as they ran down the hallway.
“I am sure Kurosaki will be fine,” Ishida assured her from his place in the lead.
“Do you think the decoy worked?”.
“With the amount of destruction those two are causing, it would be impossible for them to fail,” Ishida pointed out. “All of the attention is on them right now.”
“Nothing bad will happen to Ichigo,” Chad told her from his place at the rear position when Orihime looked back to him for support. “I’d worry more for the Shinigami here.”
Another wave of power had Ishida shaking his head in disbelief before focusing once more on the miniature map displayed on the screen of the bracelet he was wearing. The device was one of Urahara’s making, while Szayel had provided the map.
There were many secret corridors throughout the complex and they had used those to get deeper into the place and closer to their objective before Kurosaki and Grimmjow had started their rather loud and very visual distraction. Ishida was still trying to justify why they were here attempting to help a bunch of Hollows that were probably just going to try and kill them the moment they opened the cell doors. There were plenty of reasons to do this that had nothing to do with the Quincy objectives: ethics, a sense of right and wrong, support for a friend whose son had been put in jeopardy by the man they hunted now. It wasn’t that Ishida cared much for Hollows as a whole. In the end however, he couldn’t help but admit that on a persona note, he would do anything to get back at the man that had violently murdered his grandfather, not to mention grasping at a rare chance to stick one to the Shinigami that had ordered the destruction of his kind.
“Shit,” he cursed as the other device strapped to his hip started to beep and pulse.
“What is it?” Orihime asked concerned.
“We tripped an alarm,” he scowled as he pulled out the second device, this one put together by Szayel. The Espada had designed it to mess with the cameras and other active sensors. “They know we are here,” he growled.
“Hopefully they will be too busy dealing with Ichigo and Grimmjow to investigate us,” Chad offered.
“Hopefully, but I wouldn’t count on it.”
“What should we do?” Orihime asked.
“Here.” Ishida fell back and handed her the bracelet map. “If the prisoners would recognize and trust anyone long enough to pass on the message, it would be you. You were there in Hueco Mundo. Some of them might be familiar with you. Try and get them out of here and be careful.”
“Alright,” Orihime gave a firm nod of her head as they separated at the next corridor.
Ishida could feel the flux of power coming from the Shinigami heading their way. Compared to people like Szayel and Kurotsuchi, however, these had little reiatsu to call their own. Even Jirobo the Gatekeeper was far more powerful than these fools. The only concern he had was in regard to their numbers. He could sense that neither Kurotsuchi nor Nemu was amongst them, and those were the only two threats he was honestly worried about. Between him and Chad, Ishida decided that they’d have no problem giving Orihime the time she needed to get the prisoners free.
Orihime ran through the halls until she finally reached the cells, long hair streaming behind her. She paused before the first one, feeling very nervous about opening that door; more so because she was afraid of what she would see than from any real fear of the occupant. Steeling her resolve, she pulled out the key card Szayel and Kisuke had worked out and swiped it. After a moment the door slid open to reveal what appeared to be an empty room at first.
She felt relief that there wasn’t a mangled body lying on the floor, mutilated past recognition like her wild imagination had conjured. Instead, a far more mortifying sight met her eyes and she squeaked in shock before her hands darted to cover her face, a blush erupting over her cheeks.
For a moment the room was silent until one of them finally dared to speak.
“Orihime?”
“I am so sorry,” she apologized. “I didn’t know you would be naked,” she squeaked.
“You know this broad, Tesra?”
“This is the human girl Aizen had Ulquiorra captured,” Tesra answered.
“Chu, the way she is acting it’s like there is something wrong with our bodies.”
“No, no, no, no, that’s not it at all,” Orihime waved her arms frantically and bravely looked at the two Arrancar that had clearly just gotten out of the shower. She tried to focus on their faces as best she could and did her level best to keep her eyes from roaming any lower over their toned, damp bodies than their necks.
“Why are you here?” Tesra asked warily.
“Oh! That’s right! We are here to rescue you”, she announced as if suddenly remembering her purpose, and beamed. “Szayel-san gave me this as proof of friendship or something like that,” she declared as she pulled out a small, square device and handed it over to Tesra, or tried to.
The other Arrancar quickly moved between them and took it from her hand before grunting and handing it back with a grimace of annoyance, not even bothering to activate it to retrieve the message.
“Yeah, that’s his reiatsu alright, and only he would build something this stupid. So you are here to rescue us? A human girl?”
“I didn’t come alone. Ishida-san and Sado are here too, and Kurosaki-kun and Grimmjow-san are creating a distraction elsewhere.”
The second Arrancar stiffened at the former Espada’s name.
“Grimmjow is here? Rescuing us?” he exclaimed, his voice a mixture of shock and disbelief.
“Uh huh. Once you are out of the cell you will be able to feel his reiatsu. Umm, but can you put some clothes on first,” she blushed again and made a point to avert her eyes.
“We don’t have any,” Tesra answered, a little awkwardly.
“Oh.” Orihime’s blush deepened.
The two Arrancar hesitantly stepped out of the cell with a bit of coaxing and some reassurances that this was not one of Kurotsuchi’s ploys or traps. Instantly they both looked in the direction of the fighting, sensing the outbursts of reiatsu. A strange mix of relief and anxiety crossed the as-of-yet named Arrancar’s face.
“Come on, we have to get the others,” she urged. “And maybe find you something to wear,” she added with yet another deep blush.
The two fell into step behind her as she made her way to the next cell, swiping the card to open the door. This one was empty so she moved to the next.
“I never did catch your name,” she pointed out as they moved down the hallway, the silence starting to bother her a bit.
“Yylfordt Grantz,”
Orihime almost dropped the key card as she tried to open the door and turned to stare at him in shock.
“Then…”
“Yeah, the pink-haired bastard is my younger brother. Not surprised he isn’t here though, he always was a coward,” Yylfordt grumbled, his dislike for his sibling worn on the sleeve of his non-existent clothing.
“That’s not true,” Orihime countered, feeling the need to defend the absent Arrancar. “He wanted to come but Kurosaki-kun wouldn’t let him because he’s still badly injured and he has to care for Cachorro and his own egg.”
“Cachorro?” both Arrancar asked curiously at the same time.
“Uh huh, Kurosaki-kun and Grimmjow-san’s son. He is so adorable!” she gushed.
“Grimmjow has a cub? With a Shinigami?” Yylfordt actually stopped moving, shocked by the revelation.
“Yes, although I am not so sure we can call Kurosaki-kun a Shinigami anymore. He‘s sort like a, oh, what did Hirako-san call him again… oh, a Vizard,” she recalled after thinking about it for a moment.
“And Grimmjow is letting Szayel watch his cub?”
“Yep. Cachorro seems to really like him.”
“And Szayel has an egg of his own, meaning he actually mated and took the role of a Beta?”
Orihime nodded her head, moving down to the next door, oblivious to the fact that the Arrancar’s voice had gone up a notch or two in amazement.
“I thought he could only take such a role?” Orihime questioned confused. “At least that is what I understood from the conversation.”
“Who mated him?” Tesra inquired while Yylfordt stood stunned in the hallway as he digested the shocking news about his brother.
“Oh, um, H’tsu I think his name was,” Orihime answered absently, getting the next door open before letting out another surprised ‘meep’ and adverting her gaze while blushing violently, muttering about an immediate need for garments and decency.
Tesra made to go to the door but was stopped by Yylfordt, who recovered from his shock quickly and gave him a significant look. Tesra silently backed down and stepped aside, averting his gaze submissively to let his Alpha take the lead. The news may have initially stunned the Arrancar, but he seemed to be coping with it rather well.
“Yylfordt? I thought you were dead?” a rough female voice accused.
“You can’t kill perfection this good. Hurry up and let’s go. Apparently there is a prison break going on.”
“They couldn’t have done it two hours ago?” the female hissed in anger.
“Can it Mila Rose, and be thankful we are getting you out at all.”
“Up yours, Blondie!”
A moment later two more Arrancar joined those in the hallway and Orihime vowed to find them something to wear soon. As soon as they were out of the room, both new Arrancar snapped their gazes to where the reiatsu flared in battle.
“Is that Grimmjow?” Mila Rose gasped. “And... Ichigo, wasn’t it?”
“Hai, come on, we got to get the others out,” the young woman urged.
Orihime took the lead, not so much out of wanting to be the team leader but rather so she wouldn’t have to stare at their very naked bodies. The rest of the cells down this hall were empty so she turned down the second block and started there.
In these cells the nightmares she had dreamed about became reality. These Arrancar were in various states of recovery, some of them in very bad shape. She passed the key card to Tesra simply because he was the only one she truly knew. He passed it to the strange male they had found with Mila Rose and stayed silent in the corner where Yylfordt hovered protectively over him.
Orihime might have questioned the odd behaviour but she was far too busy healing what she could of the Arrancar the four initial escapees brought to her. She wanted to heal them of all of their pains, to wipe away what Kurotsuchi and his men had done to them, but she didn’t have the time. She had to get them mobile and out before someone realized what was going on and tried to stop them. In their current conditions only Yylfordt and Gantenbainne (the name of the other Arrancar they had come across earlier) were in any shape to offer any sort of true resistance. Tesra was physically fine but completely drained of reiatsu and Mila Rose was clearly weakened as well, but better off than Tesra. The rest were mangled messes.
When they had released the last prisoner and made sure that the Hollow were able to stand, she pulled out the last device Szayel had given her. This one, if it worked properly (something Orihime hoped with all of her being) would open a portal to Urahara’s basement, where there would hopefully be medical staff waiting for them.
With shaking fingers, she pushed the buttons down in the order that Kisuke had showed her and tossed it into the air. At first nothing seemed to happen and she began to panic, but slowly a portal formed before them, showing a brightly-lit desert and lots of blue sky.
“How do we know you aren’t just leading us into another trap?” someone asked hesitantly, sounding more than a little mistrustful. She couldn’t really blame the speaker for doubting her intentions, even though she had probably patched them up enough to get them mobile.
“Anywhere is better than here,” someone else pointed out.
Tesra and Yylfordt were the first to stride through the portal with hardly any hesitation. Coming down on the other side, the two males blinked into the bright light, only to see the rest of the rescue operation waiting for them. Then, with the fear of what they’d just been through overcoming any reservations about the unknowns that lay beyond it, the rest of the Arrancar began their escape.
It’s a two pronged attack *holds up an appetizer fork in a viscous pose.
scarletscorn. deviantart. com
This wonderful woman has drawn two pieces of fanart, one for POV and one for RK. Go check her amazing pictures out. A Cachorro-kun, so cute.
So yes, A15 was Yylfordt and A50 was Tesra. I just couldn’t resist including Szayel’s brother in all this, and really, who would be a better revenge target for Kurotsuchi? Technically, he was only knocked off screen and anyone knocked off screen has a small chance of being alive, right? I was very displeased the Anime totally mess up his fight with Renji by including those stupid dolls from the Bount filler so this is my pay pack for it.
Glad I got you all with Szayel and his cub, more so that I had you all ready to sob for him. *puffed up chest. Even happier you all enjoyed hot tub sex. See you all Next Chapter: Where the rest of the clean up occurs and Ichigo meets Szayel’s brother.
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