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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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Hijastro

�I am coming in,� Karin announced as she entered the den, pausing briefly at the door for a moment to give the inhabitants time to scan her with their bloody powerful reiatsu before entering the room to the pleased meows of Cachorro.

Isshin was already here, currently checking over Szayel�s injuries, which were starting to heal nicely now that he was eating well and his reiatsu was restoring itself. Orihime had agreed to help, but she had also wasted a lot of her own reiatsu healing Kurotuschi�s victims so the only thing she had managed to accomplish so far was to mend the worst injury; his shattered ankle. The rest of his bones were in various states of repair and until Isshin declared otherwise, Szayel was still sentenced to remain in bed.

That didn�t seem to bother the Arrancar any. He didn�t seem interesting in leaving his nest with its egg anyway and had even started to ignore his journals a little. It took both Isshin and Ichigo to pry him from his nest to at least shower, a situation Ichigo seemed familiar with and when questioned would mutter something about Grimmjow. It also took two of them because Szayel could not walk without assistance.

Karin supposed she didn�t blame him for not wanting to leave the nest. If the calendar was right Hijastro should be hatching soon and she sure as hell wouldn�t want to miss her own child hatching, not that she would ever lay an egg, but the sentiment was the same.

�Good Afternoon, Karin-san,� Tesra greeted her warmly, curled up around his own egg.

Karin made her way over towards the latest Beta and his nest.

�Did the others ditch you here again with nerd boy over there,�

�I heard that,� Szayel shot her a glare over Isshin�s shoulder, which she ignored as she kept on talking.

�so they could get fresh air and leave you two stuffed up in here again?� she questioned. �And no commentary from the nursemaid,� Karin shot a smirk over at Szayel.

Szayel grunted something and her father shook his head in exasperation. Cachorro let out a loud mew to remind her that he still, heaven forbid, hadn�t been petted yet! Reaching down absently, she ruffled his head and scratched his ears.

�Grimmjow and Yylfordt are hunting, Urahara-san and his fraccion are setting up the warehouse for our eventual use and I believe Kurosaki-san is at school.�

�Hmm, yeah he�s got whichever sports club he�s sighed up with this week to attend,� she mused.

She was oddly comfortable around Tesra, even more so than Szayel. She felt safe around them both, but Szayel was a little intimidating with his vast wealth of knowledge that he was always so eager to display. Tesra just had a very docile nature to him. She wasn�t sure what to feel for Yylfordt, he was just as vain as his younger brother, but he was also much more aggressive, just like Grimmjow. She hadn�t known him long enough to get a good read on how much of that danger was real and how much was simple posturing.

Like Grimmjow though, Yylfordt obviously detested Yuzu, but oddly enough Tesra seemed to like her sister. Szayel was simply indifferent towards her twin, not that Yuzu came by a lot but it was rare that Grimmjow would permit Cachorro out of the den so if Yuzu wanted to visit her nephew she had no choice but to brave the den full of wolves.

�Everything is healing nicely,� her father announced, standing up and stretching as he finished his examination. �Cachorro-kun, ready for your check up,� her father turned a large, goofy smile towards the cub currently rubbing against her leg.

Before her nephew could make any attempt at escaping, she picked him up and laughed as he squirmed desperately in her grasp, meowing his displeasure.

�So now you don�t want to be picked up?� she taunted him.

Cachorro let out another mew as Karin carried him over to Grimmjow and Ichigo�s nest, which was far larger than the other two, her father coming over to meet them. She set Cachorro down and laughed as he pouted at them while Isshin began his examination, one he read aloud this time so the information could be recorded in Cachorro�s Scientific Journal.

Karin grabbed the various equipment her father requested, like the weigh scale and needles to gather some blood work. She was amused at how easily Cachorro handled the needles, while his hollow parent seemed down right terrified of them, but absolutely hated and feared the weigh scale. Another oddity was that Cachorro loved water, absolutely adored it in fact.

When Yuzu had brought in a small, plastic pool that had once belonged to them when they were younger and filled it with water, Cachorro had a field day. Although Kairn had to admit the best part was watching the cub shake himself dry all over his parents while they coddled in the nest, taking them completely by surprise and soaking them both.

The oddest thing she had seen to date though was actually getting to witness Tesra lay his egg, as she happened to be in the room at the time. It looked really uncomfortable and highly painful, but the one thing that had truly stuck with her was Yylfordt�s behaviour during the event.

Every ounce of aggressing was simply gone; replaced completely by concern and worry as he rubbed his Beta�s lower back in an effort to ease the discomfort and murmured soft words of encouragement as the hole opened in Tesra�s stomach and the egg emerged. The words of encouragement had changed to praise as Tesra panted with the exertion before both of them curled up around the egg with identical shocked looks of wonderment.

It was a scene Karin felt she would remember for a very long time, and one she was actually honoured to be privy to. The number of people who had witnessed such an event were less than a dozen, and she was one of those dozen.

Cachorro broke her out of her musing as the cub let out another loud meow of displeasure, squirming in her father�s grasp as he tried to escape any further examination. She supposed all grandchildren suffered through similar fates of being the unwanted object of their grandparents attention, but in this case she had to admit that her father�s interest in Cachorro was warranted.

�The less you struggle the faster it will go,� she admonished him.

Cachorro turned pathetic blue and gold tinted eyes her way, looking down right miserable as only a kitten could.

�Don�t give me that innocent look. If Goatface doesn�t examine you, some one else just well, like Urahara-san,� she pointed out.

Cachorro�s face fell and he stilled in Isshin�s grasp, letting the eldest Kurosaki continue with his examination with a considerable amount less fidgeting. Cachorro didn�t like Kisuke, in fact most of the Arrancar were leery of him, especially Tesra and Yylfordt. Szayel and Kisuke at least shared a passion, but with one banged up and focused on his upcoming cub and the other busy trying to get the abandoned warehouse liveable in, they really hadn�t had a lot of time to collaborate yet.

�Why do his eyes do that?� she questioned curiously, turning her gaze over to Szayel. �The first time I met him they were golden too, but most of the time they are blue.�

�A reaction caused by stress, initiating his instincts,� Szayel answered offhandedly as he continued to record the observations Isshin was calling out. �Your brother�s eyes do the same thing when he gets angry or becomes lost in his mating hormones.�

�Didn�t need to know the last part, nor do I want to know how you know that,� she scowled.

Szayel chuckled while Isshin shot him a glare for brining such things up in front of his delicate darling daughter. Szayel just shrugged at the glare and turned his attention back to his journal.

Karin appreciated the Arrancar in that they didn�t think she was some sort of poor little girl that needed protecting. Her father was rather overprotective and it got rather aggravating. She wasn�t some delicate flower that needed to be protected from the real world. She could take care of herself.

�I�m back,� Ichigo announced as he waltz into the room.

Instantly forgetting that he was suppose to be behaving to make the torment end sooner, Cachorro squirmed out of his Grandfather�s arms and raced towards Ichigo, crying desperately for attention, or perhaps a rescue, while Isshin scrambled comically after his escaping Grandchild.

�You�re home early,� Karin commented, completely unphased by the comical scene suddenly unfolding before her.

Ichigo defended his son from their father and insisted Cachorro was fine and didn�t need so much bloody attention while Isshin insisted that the cub, still so young and of no genetic make up anyone was familiar with, needed regular check ups so they could maintain a steady record of �what was normal� in case something DID come up and so they would have a record for the other two impending offspring. All of this was argued at the top of their lungs and quickly divulged into a brawl, which Cachorro extracted himself from and simply trotted up to Szayel instead, seeming rather pleased with himself.

Tesra watched the interacting father/son bonding with slightly wide eyes and a growing hint of nervousness, curling more tightly up around his own egg in obvious concern for its safety while the two vigorously wrestled.

�Cachorro,� Szayel complained as the cub nosed his way under Szayel�s arm, preventing any further writing and no doubt mangling the kanji Szayel had been in the middle of writing.

Cachorro completely ignored the exasperated Arrancar and simple nosed at his chest, pawing the cloth between him and the meal he clearly wanted access to. Szayel was quick to abandon the pen and grasp those paws before the claws could tear his yukuta or skin. He quickly adjusted his clothing accordingly to permit the cub to feed while still covering anything Karin didn�t need to see.

While all of the Arrancar were completely comfortably hanging about the den au natural, Ichigo absolutely refused to permit it when his sisters had a tendency to stop by. Thus, they were all provided with a simple yukuta for now that could be �closed up� to hide anything the teen didn�t want his sisters seeing. Karin wasn�t quite at that age where ogling men with well toned bodies was of much interest so she was grateful for the clothing.

Karin walked past her brawling family members, shaking her head in exasperation and wincing as Isshin�s upper half collided painfully with the floor as her brother suplexed their father, to stand by Tesra, who was looking rather nervous as the two continued to brawl.

She had hoped that Isshin�s sudden reversal into a �mature adult� would have lasted longer, but it would seem that they were cursed to forever endure the antics of a mentally unstable father; no number of positive sanity tests would get her to believe her father was, in any way, sane.

�Relax, this is actually normal for them and I am surprised it took Goatface so long to revert to his bad habits,� Karin assured him with a hint of exasperation.

She had to hold back another wince as Isshin managed to get a hold of Ichigo and head planted his son into the floor. Ichigo rose up from that move like a creature from hell and kneed their father rather hard in the chest, which only resulted in his leg being captured.

�Must they fight in the den?� Tesra questioned apprehensively.

�Apparently,� she sighed.

She could tell Tesra was getting more nervous, especially when one throw landed Isshin rather close to the nest. Even Szayel was getting exasperated and starting to look a little concerned as the two continued their wrestling match. Cachorro simply finished eating and then sat down on his haunches to watch the two �men� brawl curiously.

�Alright you two,� Karin called out, ready to break up the brawl and spare the two expecting Arrancar an aneurism, but was spared any further words by the sound of a loud crack.

Everyone froze, which in the case of Ichigo and Isshin left them in a rather humorous pose. All eyes darted towards Szayel, who was no longer staring at the fighting family but rather and the rocking egg beside him.

After a rather long day at school, which included a baseball match followed by a gang fight on the way home (seriously you would think by now the idiots would get it through their thick skulls already that they didn�t stand a chance against him. How many hospital trips were they going to have to take before they got it?) the last thing Ichigo wanted or needed was to get into a stupid brawl with his father.

Granted, the brawl let him burn of some steam, which he suspected his father had actually hoped to achieve. He was somewhat grateful, but his original plan of blowing off said steam had been much better and had included; his mate, Zangestsu, Pantera, and another round, or two, in the hot springs. A far more enjoyable steam lifting than brawling with his father.

�Alright you two,� Karin called out, clearly ready to break their fight up, when the sound of a loud crack echoed through out the room.

Instantly everything froze. Although no one other than himself could hear it, H�tsu was the first to break the sudden, stunned silence.

�Quickly, let me out,� his hollow demanded eagerly. �I want to watch personally,� silence for a moment, �please,� H�tsu added at the end, his voice sounding like he had chocked on something.

Ichigo was honestly shocked at the actual attempt to be polite, but had to admit that H�tsu deserved to see his cub hatching.

�Behave,� Ichigo warned him sternly.

He summoned both parts of his soul, mainly because he was too distracted himself by the rocking egg to keep tabs on H�tsu. Besides, Zangestu was also a part of his soul and there was no reason to exclude the Zanpakuto from watching Hijastro�s hatching.

It was so hard, so very hard to hold still and still remember to breath. For once in his life it was almost impossible not to intervene when he was honestly more use to observing and recording, but this was different. This was his cub, his first cub, slowly emerging from its protective shell.

Szayel had felt a large number of emotions in his life, from terror to insatiable curiosity, but never before had he felt such a strong pull of anticipation and glee as that egg rocked and cracks continued to appear.

�Come on little one,� he whispered softly in encouragement, forcing himself to stay still and not move to help like he so desperately wanted to.

It took all of his willpower to sit still and not pace or fidget. His body desperately wanted to move and he suddenly felt a grudging increase of respect for Grimmjow for managing to sit still and not interfere during his son�s hatching. Patience was never one of Grimmjow�s higher stats, although Szayel had to confess the former Sexta had more of it than deadbeats, no pun intended, like Yammy had had.

Finally, a white paw broke through one area of the shell, wiggling a bit before a second joined it. The egg rolled until the paws could touch the floor and was now laying on its �side.� Two more white paws broke through at the �front� of the egg, followed by two, bony spears erupting from the �top.�

With all four paws firm on the floor, the bony spikes continued to tear up the �top� of the shell until it collapsed. Once more the egg rolled, this time onto it�s �side� and Hijastro burst from the larger hole, skidding on the slick floor and staring all around at the gather group with bright, golden eyes.

�Pink! Must be a girl,� H�tsu scowled in detest.

Szayel was quick to gather the cub up, the best his wounded body would permit, and bring it closer for further examination, lifting up the lashing white tail to confirm H�tsu�s statement and then needing to quickly duck as, what at first appeared to be a pink shell covering her back flared out to reveal that they were, in fact, wings with a protective outer shell, just like most insects. The bony intrusions turned out to be a small pair of horns adorning her head, no doubt a legacy from H�tsu.

Cachorro meowed in interest, moving closer to the new cub, sniffing intently. Hijastro stared back and squirmed in Szayel�s grip to better study the other cub. The adults watched carefully as black, kitten like nose touched against light pink, kitten like nose.

Both cubs let out a meow of greeting before Cachorro stumbled over to his father, letting out loud meows of delight telling him all about the friend he had just found. Hijastro turned towards her own parent, nestling up to feed hungrily. Hatching was a lot of work and she needed to regain her strength quickly if she wanted to play with her new found friend.

Ichigo let out a proud smirk as he gathered his cub up and vigorously scratched him behind the ear. Szayel never noticed, hell he was hardly even aware of H�tsu being in the room. All of his attention was on his daughter, now feeding softly from him.

Here she was, finally, his first cub after four failures. She was smaller than Cachorro, but not by too much. She appeared primarily feline like, covered in soft, downy white fur. Her light pink wings, designed like those of a ladybug, were mantled across her back, almost giving the appearance of a partial turtle shell. The small horns on her forehead were barely an inch long and swept backwards.

�Why�s it so damn quiet in here?� Grimmjow demanded, breaking the sudden �aww� moment as the last two members of the pack returned from their hunting, each with a carcase in tow.

�My darling granddaughter has finally arrived,� Isshin answered.

Tears were pooling in the edge of his eyes before turning his attention towards Karin with the obvious intent to cry hysterical on her shoulder. Karin put any such further antics by her father to rest before they could start with a simple uppercut to his chin that sent him to the ground, eyes swirling.

�Hijastro just hatched,� Ichigo answered, turning a smile towards his mate.

�Really, let�s see,� Grimmjow dropped his kill over in a corner and waltzed up to get a look at the new cub, but wasn�t so distracted not to spare his son a good scratching behind the ears as he took his place beside Ichigo.

Hijastro finished eating and turned to look at the new comers apprehensively, testing their reiatsu with her own slowly budding reiatsu. She moved closer to Szayel�s side as she studied them wearily. Grimmjow she seemed to accept quickly enough, he tasted like Cachorro (her new friend) who also tasted like one of her own family so her instincts quickly deduced him as family. Gaze shifting to Yylfordt she felt the similarity to her �mother,� also family. Family confirmed, Hijastro relaxed a little and turned her golden gaze up to where Cachorro was being held.

�Not so fast, young one,� Szayel caught his daughter up with his good arm before she could escape. �Let�s look you over first. Isshin, the scales and such,�

�Of course,� Isshin smiled, seemingly recovered from Karin�s earlier punishment, as he retrieved most of his equipment. �I can record the data if you would like to administer the tests.�

�Please,� Szayel handed over the book that, until now, only contained Hijastro�s egg descriptions and laying date.

Ichigo and Grimmjow retreated to their own nest with Cachorro to give them some space while Zangetsu and H�tsu returned to Ichigo�s soul. Karin, on the other hand, remained by their side to help with the equipment while Szayel handled his squirming daughter, who was clearly far more interested in getting to know Cachorro better than she was in appeasing Szayel�s interests.

�She�s definitely healthy,� Yylfordt chuckled.

�Indeed,� Szayel agreed.

�I got the basic descriptions down. Weight?� Isshin requested.

�I see she loves the scale as much as Cachorro does,� Ichigo chuckled as Hijastro tried everything in her little body�s ability to avoid the slippery thing, including batting Szayel with her wings as they flutter wildly and desperately to escape.

�1.6,� Szayel finally announced as the combined efforts of Karin and himself finally got Hijastro to sit still on the scale long enough to catch a weight.

Other than the scale, Hijastro went through the rest of her examination with a pout, even the needles didn�t seem to phase her in the least, although both Grimmjow and Yylfordt shivered at the mere sight of them, the latter far more than the former.

With her log up to date, Szayel finally, reluctantly let his daughter go and watched apprehensively as she tumbled her way over to Cachorro, who had also been released by his own parents.

Despite the tumble run they made towards each other, both cubs slowed down and once more sniffed each other carefully. Pack identity confirmed, Cachorro and Hijastro were quick to begin a game of tumble, both of them letting out loud meows and other such sounds of pleasure.

�My grandchildren,� Isshin sniffed. �Oh Masaki-chan, you would be so pleased,� he wailed.

�At least there isn�t a poster here for him to wail on,� Ichigo groaned.

�You know, this makes it difficult to decide which cub to cheer on,� Yylfordt chuckled as the two continued to tumble. �Cachorro since he�s my original Alpha�s cub, or Hijastro because she is family.�

�Speak for yourself, both of them are technically mine,� Ichigo pointed out dryly.

�You might as well eat while they are distracted Szayel,� Grimmjow pointed out, indicating the kill he had dragged back.

�Time to head out and run this blood work,� Isshin suddenly announced, once more appearing completely sober. �Karin, can you grab the rest of the equipment and help your darling father out?�

Karin rolled her eyes, but did gather the rest of the equipment so it could be sterilized. Her father didn�t like her or Yuzu hanging around when the Arrancar ate. She honestly did find it a bit disturbing and took the excuse to leave.

�Yeah yeah,� she still grouched. �Congratulations, Szayel,� she offered him a smile.

�Thank you,� he responded, and meant it.

Grimmjow was right. He should take a moment to eat before both cubs decided they were hungry again. He hoped that they wouldn�t fight over feeding rights too much and instinctively rubbed his chest at the thought of claws and fangs batting for dominance while Ichigo was kind enough to drag the kill over for him (he was still on forced bed rest and his broken leg was still not healed). Cachorro was developing a rigorous appetite as he grew and he couldn�t help but to shudder at the thought of feeding three of them once the last cub hatched.

Fortunately, an hour later Cachorro and Hijastro didn�t seem to be too concerned over feeding order. Both of them had played together like any litter of cubs the entire time and any concern he might have had about Cachorro�s larger frame harming his daughter or his daughters horns gouging Cachorro was alleviated. Hijastro fed first while Cachorro tumbled over to his parents, letting them both know just how much fun he�d had with a series of loud, excited meows. When Hajistro was done Cachorro trotted over to take his turn at feeding while Hijastro took the time to explore the den, finally going over to meet her uncle and his mate.

�Well, I need to go get dinner,� Ichigo stretched as he forced his way to his feet. �H�tsu reluctantly admits you did a good job, even if he had been hoping for a son,� Ichigo shook his head in exasperation.

Szayel simply gave a nod of his head in acknowledgement of the seldom given praise from his Alpha. If he never saw H�tsu again, it would be too soon. There was one good thing he could reluctantly admit about the bastard, and that was that he bred good cubs. All of the pain, humiliation and torture he had endured at his Alpha�s hands suddenly meant nothing to him as he gazed upon his daughter, who was busy playing with a lock of Yylfordt�s hair much to Tesra�s amusement. It was worth every minute of it to finally gaze upon his offspring.

�Hay Szayel?� Yylfordt suddenly spoke up.

�Hmm?�

�Did either one of us ever have kids in our mortal lives?�

�You did, I never had the time,� he admitted, hoping his brother would leave it at that.

He really didn�t want to get into that whole mess. It was painful enough when he remembered it. Everything that occurred back than had eventually lead to his rather painful and humiliating death; and thus hollowfication.

Fortunately for him, Cachorro had finished feeding and ran over to Hijastro, ploughing into her from behind and sending them both tumbling right into Yylfordt. That led to a tumble match between the three, one his older brother was quick to divert away from the nest for his own eggs safety.

Szayel took the time to doze and get as much rest as he could. With the way those two were already going at it they would no doubt be starving in no time. Best to get some rest while he could.

Wow, if anyone is up to date with the Manga than yeah, Kurotsuchi would definitely get away with torturing a few Arrancar�..

This is the last pre written chapter I have and energy is pretty sporadic, so I have no idea when this will be updated again. Fortunately, this seems like a good pause chapter anyway. Thank you all so much for the reviews
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