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The
Reunion

Yoruichi Shihouin sighed
impatiently as her lover made the final adjustments to his latest request.
After too long, after far far too long, she
had finally seen her Bankai pupil again. He had
unexpectedly appeared out from the Garganta a week
ago and after checking to make sure Kin was nowhere in sight, he brought out
his and his wife�s bodies and asked the shopkeeper for a very unusual request.
Come to think of it, it wasn�t that strange, but she had never thought about it
before.

Ichigo had asked if Urahara could
convert their human bodies into mostly ageless gigai
material. Quite apparently he was getting sick of the state of his body when
his soul was much more comfortable. His joints got tired faster, as did his
body in general, and so the decision had become clear after so long. Other than
that, he also promised that they would be back soon.

All of
them.

Yoruichi�s stomach still did
flips when she remembered that. The only condition Ichigo had set was they
couldn�t tell their daughter about this, and they had grudgingly agreed. What
Ichigo didn�t know was they probably wouldn�t have told her even if he hadn�t
asked them to. They didn�t want to be the ones to break the news to her.

Ichigo still owed their little
girl an explanation.

Still, it was nice to be able to
look upon her old student�s face again, even if it was his soulless husk. It
was still a damn good-looking soulless husk. Now that her lover
should-be-husband had finished the modifications, the nearly forty year old Ichigo
looked nineteen again, and if everything went like it should, he would stay
that way for life. There was one other upside. Since Ichigo wasn�t here, she
was fully allowed to look over the nude body as it was being modified.

She might have taken a few pictures,
maybe for a certain association of women. Maybe.

Okay, she did.

It was small recompense compared
to what awaited them when they came back, or at least, one of them. She
shivered unconsciously. Her daughter had trained relentlessly for five whole years,
and though she was sure Kaien had done the same, even she, the Goddess
of Flash, hadn�t been able to master Shunkou in that
amount of time, nor anywhere near that age for that matter. Her daughter was a
true genius in everything she did, and she had something driving her to strive
for beyond perfection. There was another element that none of them had
anticipated though when Kaien left, and that was going to cause a whole
lot of trouble.

All they could do now was wait, wait and pray that everything turned out all right.

~~~~~~~~~

Kaien looked over himself one
last time before he readied to leave, and even he had to admit he hardly
recognized himself. Time had been beyond kind to him, and though he now bore a
wide assortment of scars, mostly situated on his left arm, he had made them
less noticeable by having them tattooed over not unlike a certain red-haired
captain. That was only for his left arm though.

His black mop of a head of hair
was easily slicked back in natural waves that left many bangs dangling over his
face, and should he want to, they could easily cover his eyes just like his
father�s. Dangling from the back of his head was a long braided strip of hair,
covered by cloth to make it look like a simple ponytail, but having it look simple was practically impossible. It reached
his feet after all. His bangs came in handy for their other usage, and
that was whenever he didn�t want people to see the black markings identical to
the blue ones Grimmjow had under his eyes, an unexpected side-effect from his
particular special ability.

His yellow eyes were as
disconcerting as ever, and since he had been in Hueco
Mundo he had a hard time remembering when the last
time it was that he hadn�t had them glowing, but since he was in his human body
again that only came when he wanted it to. He sighed heavily as he placed his
hand on his inhumanly toned chest, where thanks to his body, his Hollow hole
could no longer be seen. He didn�t like that. Without being able to see Kin,
the only reminder he had of her was the hole in his chest, the hole where what
she owned belonged.

�So you�re going?� A soft voice
asked quietly. It implied more than just his leaving however, and he easily
picked up on it.

He nodded as he turned to the
source of the voice, someone he knew very well. �I have to, Asuka.
I promised myself I would only see her when I felt strong enough, that only
then would I�� he trailed off again as his hand once more reached for his
chest, something that had become a habitual practice to him over five years.

His other lifelong friend stepped
out of the doorway sadly. Asuka Jaegerjaques was definitely not a little girl anymore.

Besides the spiritron-rich
environment of Hueco Mundo,
the abundant supply of Gillian and Adjucha made for a very good place to grow
up for a second generation Arrancar-Shinigami child. Her
florescent blue eyes had Grimmjow�s tattoos under
them and they were covered by long, thick neon blue eyelashes. Her bright azure
hair flowed down her head and back in waves that made each individual strand
seem like it could be seen in vivid detail, just as sharp and seemingly deadly
as her father�s in his released state. Her high cheekbones and small nose she
had inherited from her mother, but the smooth jaw-line and the near invisible bone-like
covering over one side of it was definitely from her father. Her white hakama did little justice to the strong, firm legs they
were covering but thanks to the jacket rolled up in traditional Grimmjow style,
her arms could at least be admired. Of course if one followed the track of
those arms they would come to another aspect of her mother�s heritage, a
certain giftedness that would have any mortal male drowning in a pool of
their own saliva.

She was what every supermodel
aspired to be but she had enough muscle and pride to make them look like
stick-figures, which was what they were anyway.

It was her personality that had
simmered down over time, much to the delight of every Arrancar
in Hueco Mundo. That didn�t
mean that they tried to get her mad of course. Her temper was legendary.

She was also one of the few
confidants Kaien had while living in the land of the Hollows.

�I know,� she said sadly. Truthfully
she never wanted this moment to come, and she had half a mind to rush over to
him and show him how she felt, but she knew enough about him to know
that that would only hurt him more. �She�s pretty lucky. I still can�t believe
how long it took you to figure that out though, we all knew it when you guys
were eight!� she cajoled, but it lacked her usual luster. They all knew it, but
that didn�t make her like it.

�I know,� he replied just like
she had. �I can finally make things right now.�

�Considering your strength almost
rivals your dad�s I think that�s a pretty safe assumption.� She smiled this
time, and at last it seemed like she was able to do one honestly. She wanted
him to be happy, she really did. He deserved it. She had seen his arm before it
had been tattooed after all.

His eyes softened towards her as
she did everything but trace her foot over the ground in small circles like an embarrassed schoolgirl. He was na�ve like his father, but
not that na�ve. Without warning, he walked over and hugged her close to
him, unembarrassed as her lithe, soft yet muscular form was pressed against him.
Like most people, she only came up to his chin thanks to his superior height,
but right then being placed so close to his beating heart was exactly where she
wanted to be.

�Thank you for being there for
me.�

She felt tears burn the back of
her eyes but she fought them off. Hollows didn�t cry. Even though she knew that
was a lie that was the only thing she could tell herself to keep her from doing
it. Hesitantly she returned the embrace and sighed dreamily. For a few moments
at least, she held his full attention. That was all she wanted.

�You know�if she ever leaves you�there�s always me,� she implied impishly, and Kaien
chuckled. He didn�t know how much she meant it.

�You make that offer to any other
male in the universe and I�d call them an idiot if they didn�t take you up on
that, but��

She sighed sarcastically and
punched his chest playfully. �I know I know, your
heart belongs to someone else.�

He smiled at her as he pulled
away. �You know me too well, Asuka.�

But I want to know you more,
was what she thought, but what she said was, �Better than you know yourself!
Now get back there, any more twiddling around here and she might forget about
you!� His eyes clouded with worry, and she laughed. �Just kidding, just
kidding! Now get going, I�ll entertain myself bugging the Quincy for a bit!�

�Yeah, I�m sure Souken would just hate that,� Kaien mumbled under
his breath. He gave her one last look. �Don�t be a stranger!�

Asuka,
who had finally managed to feel genuinely happy for her friend, quickly found
that familiar burning sensation against her eyes. Kaien simply didn�t know how
much of an effect he had on her, and on Hueco Mundo in general. She had
nothing to be ashamed of, but it should still be a crime for him to be
able to do that to so many people in so little time. She was able to gather up
the rest of her resolve to answer him. It was all she had left. �You either!�

And just like that, the Garganta had been opened and he was gone.

Asuka
walked over to his bed and sat down heavily, emotionally exhausted. His scent
was all over his room, permeating every single nook and cranny, and she allowed
herself a few minutes of simply breathing in his masculine essence before it
became too stale. Even though he had been gone for only a few minutes, the room
already seemed dull and lifeless compared to when he was in it. He may be an angsty teenager that sought her out for mutual comfort more
often than not, but those weren�t the traits that drew her to him, her and
nearly every other female Arrancar for that matter.

His strength was what had granted
him the title of Prince of the Hollow world, not his lineage, and that strength
was always used to protect. Even if it was in mindless rage the underlying
reason would always be because he failed to protect something. With that
strength came his determination and commitment; he
never left a job undone and when he swore himself to something then anyone
could bet their life on him following through. He never seemed to notice
one other thing, and that one was he should be in prison for looking as good as
he did.

His eyes had narrowed and thinned
as he grew older and quite honestly they held a strong resemblance to the one
who had first started the mass production of Arrancars:
Sousuke Aizen. It didn�t
hurt that instead of the seemingly lifeless and merciless brown eyes of the
deceased tyrant, the yellow eyes held by the new King�s son were always glowing
with warmth and whatever other emotion he wanted to convey, making for
something that could gladly be watched all day.

She shivered in place. His smooth
jet black hair could be done in almost any style but it also held the physical
representation of one of his promises. The ponytail that many people would find
weird or girly symbolized the greatest promise to himself.
He promised he wouldn�t change one thing when he came to Hueco
Mundo, and that one thing was he wasn�t going to cut
that one part of his hair until he saw her again. Considering his 6�2�
frame, that the ponytail reached his feet was quite something to look at, and
to touch.

Already she was missing him. She
looked down on her hands and could practically feel those silken strands
between her fingers, the trust and calmness he radiated as he sat in front of
her with his eyes closed, peacefully allowing her to braid his hair before it
was covered. Considering there were still many Hollows�not too many Arrancar, but Hollows�that were resentful about a Shinigami
King, that he would be so relaxed around her was placing his very life in her
hands should she ever feel the desire to rid his shoulders of his head. She had
been the one that had the privilege of helping him with that part of his hair.
Most guys don�t know how to braid after all. She might have asked him if
she could help�maybe�but she didn�t have to because he came to her after
it started getting too long for a simple band anymore.

She berated herself for acting
all lovesick only moments after he left, but she knew why she was. It was
because she knew he wasn�t going to come back, at least not to her in the same
sense anymore.

�And Shinigami say Hollows can�t
fall in love��

That was when she allowed
the tears to fall.

~~~~~~~~~

Kin Urahara-Shihouin dressed in
probably the twentieth outfit she had tried on so far, and finally she found
one she liked. Unfortunately, it was what she wore everyday, and that was what
she had been trying to get away from for today.

Oh well, she thought,
if they can�t handle me as is, then they don�t deserve me! Satisfied with
her appearance, she walked out the door of her family�s shop and down the road
to where a person stood waiting for her.

The nameless man looked over her
indiscreetly when she approached and his breath was taken away, even though she
was wearing what she always did, having not known her for long, he didn�t
really care. She was wearing tight spandex pants exactly like her mother�s, as
was her backless shirt, but that was unnoticeable because of the loose yellow
jacket on open over it, identical to her mother�s but for the color and the
white diamonds lining the bottom, like that of her father�s preferred jacket.

He held out his arm and with a
bored expression, Kin took it and they walked off.

Yes, this was the one thing Kaien
hadn�t anticipated when he had left. He had a physical representation of the hole
in his life, and even though Kin couldn�t see hers, she had one just as large,
if not larger. He made a void in her life when he left, and as soon as she was
dating age, she tried to fill the void he had left. Her relationships lasted
for a very short time after she found them boring or unskilled, but that was
because she was trying to make them meet criteria even she was unaware
of.

Every male in front of her, she
compared to Kaien, even though she didn�t know it.

They either weren�t as fast as
him; weren�t as strong as him; weren�t as kind as him; weren�t as funny as him;
weren�t as interesting as him; weren�t as handsome as him, weren�t as stubborn
as him; weren�t as smart as him; or the most important one of them all: they
didn�t make her feel the same way as when she had been with him.

Somewhere in her heart she still
loved him with everything she had, but somewhere in her heart she might even
hate him. She wanted someone, anyone to make her forget him, and that
was what she was looking for on every date she went on. It wasn�t that hard for
her, after all, all she had to do was twitch her pinky finger and she could
have almost anyone of either sex running to her every whim if she
wanted, so finding a steady supply of guys to fill her time was child�s play.

As they were walking, she noticed
that they were gradually going into territory she was unfamiliar with.

�So where are we going?� she
asked warily. The young man smiled at her widely and she had to admit, he had a
nice smile, one innocent, and well-meaning. She found herself smiling back
before she knew it.

�I know this part of town is
known for its baddies, but it�s a little known fact that there happens to be a
little restaurant down there that has better food then all the restaurants
uptown. One my family just so happens to run,� he explained calmly, but with a
noticeable amount of audible pride.

�I see,� she replied with a
smile, �and what�s good on the menu?�

He looked hurt, but it was all in
exaggeration that could easily be seen. �What�s good you say!? What isn�t
good??�

She laughed. Maybe this time
something would be different. He wasn�t at all bad looking, but he wasn�t very muscular,
more like fit. His smile was contagious, and he was pretty funny from what she
had seen. And he seemed to treat her with respect, something too little of the
men she went out with seemed to be capable of. Maybe it wasn�t so bad of an
idea that she decided to go back to public school for grade twelve.

So lost was she in their mindless
chatter that she didn�t notice the presence of the people sneaking up around
them until it was too late. It was a street gang.

Well, at least her date had been
honest, he had said where they were
going was along a route popularized for its known hangouts for hoodlums, but
obviously it hadn�t occurred to him that they could be approached like they had
just been. They were surrounded by people that looked absolutely ridiculous in
their oversized clothing and obvious �gangster� attitude. Japanese people can
pull off many looks convincingly, but when it came to this they were no better
off than any North American Caucasian.

What wasn�t ridiculous were the very real weapons in their hands.

She learned another thing about
her date right then, and that was that he was affected very little by this kind
of thing, but then again growing up around them had to have its effects on
people.

�Give me all your money!� the �leader�
shouted obnoxiously in an irritating �street� tone.

Still, her date remained unfazed.
�I don�t carry any cash on me, and as you can see my date doesn�t have any
pockets,� he explained calmly.

He was promptly hit to the cement
with the butt of the gun, out cold.

�Well that�s too bad now ain�t it!? Guess we�ll take what we can get!� the leader
sneered at the unconscious man.

And just like that, Kin found
something she didn�t like. He couldn�t fight worth a damn, so that meant he
wouldn�t be any fun for her to fight
either. On the other hand, he had been courteous and kind so far, so she at
least owed him a save from these jerks before she walked away.

�Get away from me,� Kin said
menacingly, but there was no response, likely because of their superior numbers
and the thought that girls are weaker than boys.

�Like that�ll happen!�

She was just about to show them
what Shunpo could do to a human body, but she never
got the chance.

�How about you do as the young
lady says before I paint the concrete with your faces?� a deep bass voice threatened
venomously from behind her.

The voice washed through her like
fire, and she felt a shiver run down her spine for no apparent reason at all.
She hadn�t felt this way in a long
time. She didn�t recognize the voice though, and she couldn�t feel any reiatsu
either. All she knew was that this person, whoever he was, had a voice that
could make her insiders fall over themselves. This was one part of the criteria
that none of her potential
void-fillers had ever fulfilled, and she was quickly figuring out ways to �thank�
the person behind her. She didn�t dare move though, because she could
practically see the malicious intent
of the person that had come to her �rescue�, even though she was perfectly
capable of taking care of herself.

Then the person walked in front
of her, and she was struck stunned staring at his back. The fact that he
towered over her by a good head�s length was the first thing she noticed. He
had long ink black hair that covered what she could see of his face and a
cloth-covered ponytail that almost reach the ground. His long-sleeved shirt was
missing its right arm but its left was fully intact, revealing one inhumanly
muscled arm and covering the other in tight black material. His faded black
jeans were obviously worn, but they fit his figure perfectly and she couldn�t
help but stare at him as she visibly looked him over. This was someone that
knew how to fight, she was sure of it. It was too bad she couldn�t sense any
reiatsu from him, she would have loved to try fighting
him on a spiritual level. She noted offhandedly that there was something in his
left hand, but she paid it no mind because it wasn�t a weapon. It looked more
like a flower.

�What�d you say!?� the leader
yelled as he pointed his gun at the man angrily, clearly pissed someone would
call his bluff so calmly.

The unknown rescuer turned to
regard him, and for some reason the leader froze with wide, frightened eyes. �I
said,� the same voice reiterated, �that you had better step away from her
before I wipe you all over this city block, or did I stutter?�

Again, Kin shivered
unintentionally. His voice was deep as the ocean and smooth as silk, almost a
low purr, getting across the threat in a suave manner that kept all of its
potential danger. Not anything she had ever heard before compared to it, except
maybe Chad�s
father�s voice. That had �sexy Spanish
novel reader� written all over it.

�Or�� the leader ground out, ��we
off you here and now and then have some fun with the little piece of ass behind
you?�

Kin felt the vein in her forehead
throb angrily as she closed her eyes tightly to try and fight it off. She
wanted to punch him so bad she�

The sickening sound of bones
snapping forced her eyes open, and she saw that her rescuer had punched the man
so hard in the chest his ribs had audibly broken for everyone to hear, until
the force of the blow slammed him against the nearest wall of course.

Kin stared. Whatever calmness the
man had held before had been thrown away in less than a second, and he was
hunched over nearly growling at the
man he had just forced into a painful unconsciousness. That, and no human she knew had enough strength to
send another person flying like he had just done.

�Any of you call her that again and I swear on my grandmother�s
grave I�ll kill you all! Do you morons understand that or should I simplify it
further?� The tone of his voice said he meant every word.

The rest of the gang were gawking
in fear of what had happened to their boss, but confident that it had been a
fluke brought about by the element of surprise, and safe in the knowledge of
the guns in their hands, they evidently thought he didn�t stand a chance.

�Yeah right!� they all sneered,
nearly in unison as they aimed their weapons.

�Look, you don�t have to do this
for me! I can take care of myself!� Kin shouted, for some reason worried about this person she didn�t
even know. The man almost turned to regard her, but he stopped at the last
second. She could still see the traces of his smile though.

�I know, but that wouldn�t be
proper manners now would it?� He seemed to think about what he should say next,
oblivious to the guns still held towards him. �Oh, and I think in order for
them to be any threat they might want to have these,� he said, and without further
ado, dropped the things that had miraculously made their way into his unoccupied
hand at some time she didn�t know. Loud metallic clangs were heard as the items hit the ground and when everyone
looked down to see what he had dropped, what should be on the ground but the
clips to all the guns around him.

The gangsters quickly checked
their weapons and to their utmost fear, they found that they had been rendered bullet-less.

�He�s a monster!!� And just like
that, they all ran off screaming, leaving their injured leader behind without a
second thought.

Kin too was staring in awed fear.
She was a master of Shunkou, a skill that required
complete and utter mastery of Shunpo, and yet she
hadn�t even seen the man move. What
was even more mind-boggling was she still
had yet to feel a speck of reiatsu from him. Could he be hiding it
intentionally? That would be amazing� she pondered inwardly.

The unconscious man at her side
stirred with a slight grumble, and Kin knelt down beside him just to make sure
he was alright, unknowing of the look of surprise that had come over her
rescuer�s face. Not like she had seen too much of it anyways.

�Kin, you alright?� the young man
asked groggily as he rubbed the sore spot that was surely going to bruise the
next day. Kin had to admit, she was touched. His first thought was of her
safety. He had many redeeming attributes, just not what she wanted.

�What are you to her?� the man
asked, with the same venom he had used against the gangsters.

�I�m her boyfriend, moron. You
don�t think I�m one of these gu�?� his words trailed
off as he saw that none of the group in mention was around him, and the one
that had attacked him was slumped over against a wall with a small amount of
blood coming from his mouth.

Kin noticed with interest that
the man that had saved them both took a step back away from them like he had
been physically punched in the face as his hand went to his chest. �Her�boyfriend�?�
that insanely deep voice asked uncertainly.

Kin wanted to refute him, but as
of right now she was still
technically on a date with him, so it was the truth.

�Yeah, you have a problem with
that?� the young man beside her said. She had to admit he could threaten very
convincingly, but he was all bark and no bite, she had seen that first hand. It
took a very special person to be able to resolve things through just words
though, so the fact that he wasn�t beaten up all the time meant he was very
good at talking things through either diplomatically or with threats without
the use of violence to back them up. It wasn�t what she wanted though.

When she looked back at her
rescuer, she saw that under the bangs that covered the top half of his face, a solitary
tear was falling down one of his cheeks. He�s�crying?
Why?

Wordlessly, the man put the
object that had been in his hand at her feet, which was the most logical thing to
do considering she was still knelt down beside her soon-to-be-ex boyfriend. She
picked it up without looking at him and saw that she was right in her first assumption.
It was a flower. Though it looked like a rose, it wasn�t a regular one. It
looked like it had been carved from some kind of quartz-like white stone.

�What are you doing?� the young
man asked her, and only then did she realize that he couldn�t see it. Wait a minute! That means this is something
spiritual! He is hiding his reiatsu!

Without answering the man beside
her, she quickly called out to the other young man gradually walking away from
them.

�Wait! You haven�t told me your
name! Who are you!?� she called out.

The teen stopped short like he
had been hit with a bullet, and slowly turned his head over to regard her out
of the corner of his beautifully appealing eyelids�which had tattoos under them,
as she was noticing for the first time, as this was the first time she had seen
anything above his nose�where she could still see the streak of salty water glistening
in the mid-afternoon sun. The bright yellow eyes that met hers were filled with
sorrow and guilt, pain on the deepest emotional level possible. He had been too
late. In some arrogant stroke of pride he thought she would always wait for
him.

�I�m just a fool.�

And before her very eyes, he
disappeared.

Finally, everything clicked into
place in the ingenious mind of Kin Urahara-Shihouin. The black hair, the
muscles, the confident poise, the strength, the compulsive need to protect her,
the reaction when she had been insulted, and most importantly, the one thing
that set him apart from nearly everyone on the planet save only some Hollows
and her mother and her: the disturbingly yellow eyes. He had changed more than
she had ever imagined, and grown into a man that could easily have any woman he
wanted.

Kaien.

His name echoed through her mind
relentlessly as she stared at the space where he had just been before he
vanished. �Kaien�� she whispered disbelievingly.

�Who?� her date
asked, clueless.

Without her even knowing it,
tears had gathered and were now falling from her eyes. �Kaien�Kaien�� It seemed
to finally dawn on her that he had been right in front of her after five years
and she had let him get away. Worse than that, she hadn�t even recognized him,
when there was no doubt in her mind he knew who she was. Then again, she never made
an effort to hide her reiatsu, so he could probably tell from that alone. Practically
in a panic now, her tear-streaked face looked all around her frantically, not
wanting to admit that he was gone, again.
He was gone again, and he had left thinking she had a boyfriend. Her breathing was rapidly becoming more shallow with every second that ticked by, and her heart was speeding to an unhealthy pace the more his name resounded throughout her stunned brain.

�KAIEN!!!!�
She screamed, and after that she had dashed away, using Shunpo
to the best of her ability, uncaring of the other teen she had just left behind.
It didn�t matter to her, she had to find him.

She had to.

She thought she was going to be
filled with anger the moment she saw him again, filled with the urge that egged
her on harder through all her years of training, but instead her heart burst
into her throat and her knees seemed as reliable as silly-putty. He hadn�t
changed. Even after all the years and the admittedly gorgeous physical changes,
his personality hadn�t changed at all. He still wanted to protect her. For some
reason that cause she knew was the whole motive for him leaving in the first
place, she had forgotten. She got the distinct impression this time he was
looking for something more too. She could see it in his eyes. His last memory
of her wasn�t them running away from a Menos, it was
their first kiss.

She clutched the quartz-like rose
to her rapidly-constricting chest as she made her tenth lap around the town
before she burst through the doors of her home, surprising its two occupants, her
parents.

�Kaien�Kaien�!!!� she coughed out
as loud as she could, before succumbing at last to the panic attack that had
arisen out of his disappearance.

As she left the land of the
conscious, her last sight was of her parents rushing to her side.

The verdict was in.

She still loved him.

~~~~~~~~~

He had been stupid. He had been
stupid, arrogant, and egotistical. She was beyond beautiful to him, so why on earth
had he thought she would be single when he went back to see her after five years? He had meant what he said,
he was a fool. He pushed his hair back out of his eyes and it smoothed back
over his head like it always did, going into something not unlike the late Sousuke Aizen�s. His eyes burned
with tears as he stalked the dead ground of Hueco Mundo, looking for any Menos or
Hollow to kill.

She had turned into a beautiful
woman, more so than he ever could have imagined even in all of his erotic
fantasies that plagued his sleep. Her platinum-blonde hair had continued
growing, and it was still held in the tall ponytail just her mother�s, exactly
how he remembered. Her face had thinned though, and lost any traces of baby
fat, being replaced by defined cheekbones and wide, sensual eyelids that showed
off her golden cat-like eyes more than her younger self ever could. Her tight
clothing showed off everything her heritage had given her and how much she had
trained, and her jacket had accentuated her hair and eyes perfectly. She made
no effort to hide her muscles, but she also flaunted her role as a woman with
the tight top that showed off the perfectly formed bust that easily rivaled
that of her mother. Her tapered hips went down to gymnast�s legs and her petite
shoulders went down to fighter�s arms. She was still everything he had ever
wanted and she had grown into a woman who he had never thought could be any
more beautiful.

He had been proven so wrong.

Besides her looks, her
personality was like a magnet, it always had been. Confident, protective,
intelligent, and he sensed a bitterness he hadn�t
before, but that had been inconsequential to him at the time. Now it seemed all too
prominent. He had lost her by going to train, and she had found someone else.

Those were the thoughts running
through his mind as he blasted Ceros at the monsters he had found with screams
of pain tearing at his sore throat with each movement of his hands. He could barely see anymore that was how blinded he was by his tears, and his throat hurt so much he could barely speak, but finally when all his blasts died down and he was too tired to continue, he felt a warm set of arms embrace him just as he was falling to the ground.

He knew these arms. He had just
been embraced by them a few hours earlier.

�Asuka��
he croaked out weakly as his tears overcame him, barely allowing him to make
out her worried face. �She found�someone else�I�I lost her�� With that, his
exhaustion forced him into unconsciousness, a sweet release from his assumed
cruel reality.

Asuka Jaegerjaques looked down sorrowfully on the man in her arms,
the powerful young man that held the title of Prince in Hueco
Mundo that had been reduced to crying like a hurt
child, before she looked up at nothing unparticular with a hateful glare.

Her temper wasn�t legendary for
nothing, and now it had a target.

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Author�s Notes: Wow, this went in a direction I never expected. As
for the explanation about his powers, it will
come, so please be patient. I noticed I haven�t gotten as much feedback as
before, so I�m just wondering if people still think I should continue this. I
know it�s hard because a lot of the characters are OC�s,
which even I have a hard time liking
when I see them made in other stories, but I thought I gave them all enough
background and since they�re kids of the characters, they would be easier to
understand and like.

If you think I shouldn�t continue
this story, please tell me. I love writing but I don�t want to be wasting my
time on a story no one likes, even if I do.

Nevertheless, I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and
thanks for giving my story your time! Please leave your opinion if you feel
like it, I�d really appreciate it.
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