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The Real King	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 48388 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Explanations

Grimmjow woke up slowly, no longer surprised he had felt safe falling asleep here. His system had taken quite a shock and he would be sleeping a fair bit while his system assimilated the joint reiatsu and DNA encoding his body had absorbed from the mating. Since this was Ichigo�s den, his instinct automatically assured him he was safe here.

He was curled up against something warm and he jerked back in surprise when he realized he was no longer alone in the bed. His retreat took him right over the edge of the small bed and with a startled yelp he landed in an rather undignified, naked heap on the floor.

Ichigo bolted awake in surprise as well at the cry, leaving the two of them staring at each other in awkward silence. Grimmjow forced himself into a more dignified position and rubbed his aching back while Ichigo ran a hand behind his head.

�So, uh, did you have a good nap?� Ichigo was the first to break the silence.

�It was alright,� he answered reluctantly.

Grimmjow forced himself to his feet and grabbed his hakama to pull on so he wasn�t standing there naked. Not that Ichigo hadn�t already seen and touched all of him, but having clothing on made him feel less vulnerable and more in command of the situation.

�How long do you plan on staying?� Ichigo asked.

�At least two months,� he answered honesty.

Ichigo stared at him in pure shock.

�Two months?� he stuttered. �Not that I mind the company mind you, but why so long?�

�Because I don�t have much of a choice,� he snapped irritably.

Ichigo blinked in surprise at the venom he had let slip. Grimmjow ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

�Fuck,� he cursed, �get dressed and meet me downstairs. We got something important to talk about,� he ordered, turning about and storming his way down the stairs.

Kami this was going to suck. Why the hell was it his responsibility to tell the boy what he had done? By his own words it was Kurosaki�s hollow who had pushed him into the mating. The damn hollow should have to explain what the hell had happened, not him. He had just wanted some fun. He�d had no intentions of actually Mating.

He collapsed on the couch and let out a loud, frustrated groan. How the hell had things turned out this way? The last thing he had been expecting when he had shown up this time to beat the living crap out of Kurosaki was that they would end up Mating.

Not that the thought hadn�t crossed his mind lately, but he hadn�t been ready to bring it up. Now he didn�t have the choice. As if to slap him in the face with the reminder, his stomach gave another surge of discomfort.

He held back a groan of frustration and forced himself to sit up straight as Ichigo came down the stairs wearing nothing more than a pair of tight jeans, leaving his rather toned chest bare.

He tried to control his hunger as Ichigo stalked over to the couch across from him, moving like any powerful predator would and demanding attention. The worse part was that he swore Kurosaki did so without even realizing it! Bastard.

�So�� why two months?� Ichigo asked, leaning forward on his seat.

�Because I wont be able to safely go too far from you until this is finished,� he answered reluctantly.

�Until what is finished?� Ichigo asked, frustration evident in his voice, �and why would it be dangerous to leave my side?� he added.

�Do you understand what we did last night?� Grimmjow demanded.

Ichigo jumped a little in surprise at the bark in his tone.

�Are you upset about sleeping with me? Because it seemed mutual to me,� Ichigo snapped back.

�No. Yes. Sort of. Fuck it,� he snarled, surging to his feet and starting to pace like the caged animal he felt like. �No, I do not regret sleeping with you, but I didn�t want it to come to this,� he snapped in agitation.

�Come to what?� Ichigo asked, his voice a mixture of anger and confusion. �Do you regret sleeping with me or not?� Ichigo jumped to his own feet so they were face to face.

A look of rage and hurt was warring over Ichigo�s features. His Alpha was angry and despite himself Grimmjow found himself instinctively stooping a bit to make himself seem smaller and obedient.

�I do not regret sleeping with you, the sex was great. What I didn�t expect nor want was to bloody well Mate with you at this time,� he answered in a more submissive tone.

�Huh?� Ichigo looked at him confused. �Uh, Mate?� he questioned. �You don�t mean like marriage do you?� he demanded shocked. �I mean, do hollows even get married?�

�No, not marriage,� he snapped irritably.

The danger seemed to have passed and his Alpha no longer appeared to be angry. He could see the trace of gold in Ichigo�s eyes, letting him know without a shadow of a doubt that the Hollow was carefully watching everything that was going on.

�And no, we don�t get married,� he answered the second question. �Such sentimental crap is for humans and Shinigami. We may find a partner we will stay with for some time if we deem them worthy enough for subsequence Mating,� he explained.

Ichigo continued to stare at him in confusion. Clearly Kurosaki still didn�t understand just what it was he was trying to convey. Kami, he wasn�t even sure how he was going to begin to explain such a difficult concept to Kurosaki.

It wasn�t like Hollows produced offspring like Humans or Shinigami did. No, it was a much more different sequence of events.

�Sit down Kurosaki,� he ordered as firmly as he could, forcing himself to sit down as well.

　

　

Ichigo did as requested, but the sense of dread he had been feeling since Grimmjow said he wanted to talk to him grew exponentially. Something was definitely going on, and he had a feeling that he wasn�t going to be prepared for whatever it was.

Grimmjow�s behaviour was erratic and confusing as well, throwing him off. One minute he seemed pissed, the next scared and surprisingly submissive. It was not helping the situation any, but at least he was relieved to discover that he wasn�t accidentally married to the Espada, but the way the other stressed and used the word �mate� left him feeling very apprehensive.

�Kami, where do I start?� Grimmjow growled in frustration.

There was no doubt about it, the Espada was highly flustered and, as surprising as it was to notice, he also seemed very nervous. That did not help his own feelings of frustration at all.

�Alright, what do you know of Hollow evolution?� Grimmjow finally asked.

�Not much,� Ichigo reluctantly admitted.

It wasn�t like he spent much time learning about Hollows, not to mention Rukia�s so called �educational sketches� had made things far more confusing than they had helped.

�Oh kami,� Grimmjow moaned in clear frustration. �Okay, most Hollows when they become one sit about in Hueco Mundo and you never hear from them. However, some have a rather large hunger that can not be appeased and they gather together to fight and consume each other��.

Ichigo listened to the story in shock as Grimmjow related just how one rose to the rank of Adjucas, and beyond that, to Vasto Lorde.

�So, you are made up of hundreds of souls meshed together?� he asked just to clarify.

In all honesty his mind was reeling with the information.

�Technically we are sexless because we are made up of hundreds of individuals; in fact as Adjucas we lack separate �sexual components� as you know it. We don�t gain back a true sense of �sexual independents� until we evolve into high level Adjucas, Vasto Lorde, or Arrancar.�

�So, until than you are sexless?� Ichigo asked shocked.

�Sort of. Whatever sex the dominate soul is will still give a sense of gender, so emotionally,� Grummjow stressed the word, �an Adjucas is easily male or female, but as far as the body goes they are more or less the same sex as humans would understand it.�

�Like a neutered animal,� he questioned, trying to wrap his brain around the concept.

�Yeah, sure let�s run with that for now. However, as I am sure you have noticed, even neutered animals can feel the need to breed and they occasionally do. Instinct can only be so repressed. Ya follow?�

�I think so,� he admitted.

It was a bit difficult to wrap his brain around the concept, and he had a feeling Grimmjow wasn�t done yet. The glee he was feeling from his hollow half did nothing to alleviate the feeling of anxiety that was rapidly growing in his chest.

�Alright. Now for the more complex part,� Grimmjow leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes in obvious mental pain.

Oh that did not bode well at all and his Hollow�s laughter started to ring in his ears as well until, surprisingly, the old man shut him up. Somehow Ichigo felt that was going to be the only sense of relief he was going to be getting any time soon.

�When Hollow�s Mate we do not just toss out sperm as you know it, we ejaculate a clear fluid containing our DNA and large traces of our reiatsu. Both �sexes� ejaculate the same mixture until they evolve past the �neuter� stage of our existence and gain separate sexual independence, which occurs at the top end Adjucus and Vasto Lorde stages.

�The receiving partner takes the reiatsu and DNA, merges it with their own and reforms it into a new being. After a month the reiatsu and DNA has formed into a sort of egg and is expelled from the parenting body to finish maturing before hatching. Sometimes the parents, either one or both, will guard the egg after it is laid, other times they will leave it buried in the sand to fend for itself.�

Ichigo wasn�t sure he was quite computing what Grimmjow was saying. Merging reiatsu? Laying eggs? Why on earth was Grimmjow even telling him this anyway? Was the Espada interested in �Mating� with him?

�Too late King,� his hollow�s voice chose that moment to cackle hysterically into his ear.

Horrified dawning came upon him as he shot a shocked and terrified gaze at the Espada. Grimmjow wasn�t even looking at him anymore. The Espada was looking at his own stomach, wrapped up in one arm with a look of discomfort on his face.

�You knew!� he accused his hollow half.

�Of course I knew what was happening King. It was inevitable. When two high powered hollows like yourselves meet and can�t bring themselves to consume each other, than the only other possible outcome is Mating.�

�None of this would have happened if you hadn�t pushed for it,� he snarled. �I knew I shouldn�t have trusted anything you had to say.�

�If you hadn�t listened to me YOU would be the one in his place KING,� Hollow Zangestsu roared back angrily. �Only one can be dominate, to be the Alpha, and I refuse to be apart of anything not dominant.�

Would Grimmjow have, for lack of another word, �impregnated� him without even warning him what they were doing? No, he didn�t think so. Last night was a lusty haze, but he did recall that he had been the one to push for penetration of any sort.

Wait a minute. If had come out dominant and Grimmjow was telling him all this despite the fact he was clearly uncomfortable with the conversation��.

�Are you telling me you are pregnant?� he blurted out in shock.

�Something close to it,� Grimmjow admitted with a displeased hiss. �Right now our joint reiatsu and DNA is swirling about in my stomach and forming into a reiatsu based egg.�

�Does it hurt?� he couldn�t help but to ask concerned.

�No, it�s just rather uncomfortable and strange.� Grimmjow admitted with a wince.

�So, do you already have any children?� he couldn�t help but to question curiously.

�No. Anyone I have ever attempted to Mate with over the years never survived the process,� he snorted. �Weak fuckers,� he muttered.

Ichigo couldn�t help but to feel a bit of pride at that. He had managed to do something others had not. The unexpected compliment left him feeling pretty good. At least until the last little thing about this entire situation finally registered in his brain.

�Oh Shit,� he cursed, clutching his head in shock.

�What?� Grimmjow demanded worriedly.

�You�. We�.� he couldn�t finish the sentence and he felt his brain shut down in shock.

　

　

　

It was obvious when Ichigo lost his mind. His eyes went wide momentarily before they went completely blank. Grimmjow held back the urge to reach over and strangle him and settled for sighing in exasperation.

He really did have a perchance of getting himself into trouble, and he almost blamed his feline nature for it. His attention went back to Ichigo as he noticed the other had suddenly moved.

He didn�t have time to even flinch before he found himself pinned to the couch. Wild, golden eyes stared mockingly into his own. He snarled at the other threateningly but didn�t attack just yet.

�Hello pet. Unfortunately you seemed to have broken King�s mind, so I come out to play and keep you company.�

�Ichigo?� he questioned worriedly.

�Trying to cope with the fact he�s going to be a daddy. He will be out of it for a while, leaving us free to play,� Hollow Zangetsu smirked at him, bringing their bodies closer and rubbing his obvious arousal against the trapped Espada.

�Get the fuck off of me,� Grimmjow snarled, attempting to sit up.

�I don�t think so,� the other adjusted his grip and kept Grimmjow pinned to the couch. �King got to play with you already Pet. I want my turn now.�

�Fuck that. You may be in the same body, but you are not the Alpha,� he snarled, trying to throw the other off of him.

Regrettably, most of his reiatsu was going towards creating the new life in his stomach and as such he was at half power. His assailant, on the other hand, was at full power and had no difficulty holding him in place pinned to the couch.

�Get the fuck off me,� he snarled again.

�I don�t think so,� his assailant sneered.

The hollow snagged both of his hands and yanked them painfully behind his head before catching them both in one hand as well as a fist full of hair, jerking his head back to expose his throat.

�I said get the fuck off of me bastard,� he snarled, bucking and struggling against the other�s hold to no avail and fighting back the fear that was slowly starting to crawl up his chest.

He froze and the fear skyrocketed when he felt the other�s teeth at his expose throat. Unlike the thrill he had gotten when Ichigo had been the one to nibble his throat, this time he felt something akin to terror as his assailants teeth grazed threateningly against his flesh.

He clenched his eyes and hands as he waited for those teeth to pierce his throat. The body pinning his suddenly shuddered and the grip on his wrists and hair loosened. He snapped his eyes back open and stared at Ichigo.

His entire body was trembling with his head thrown back and eyes closed.

�I said, get lost,� Ichigo suddenly snarled and jerked away from Grimmjow�s body.

The teenager convulsed again before his body suddenly went still. Despite himself Grimmjow remained apprehensive and almost afraid to breath, let alone move. Ichigo, or at least his body, slowly returned his attention to the Espada.

It was with relief that a familiar scowl and brown eyes met his gaze.

�Sorry about that,� Ichigo apologised, but still hadn�t moved to untangle their bodies.

Silence settled between them as he regained his composure.

�Can you get off of me now?� Grimmjow demanded once he had successfully reigned in his racing blood.

�Oh. Sorry.�

Ichigo moved off of his body and he found himself breathing slightly easier. The entire incident left him feeling rather shaken as it served to remind him just how weakened he was going to be over the next month while his reiatsu was drained to assist in forming the new life.

�So�.. We are having a child?� Ichigo broke the silence, shock and disbelief very evident in his voice.

Grimmjow sent him a glare and resisted the urge to kill him, but oh it was so very, very tempting.

　

　

This was not happening. This was definitely not happening. But it was. No amount of wishing, eye opening and closing, or pinching changed the fact that Grimmjow was sitting across from him in a clearly pissed, yet curiously submissive, manner. Nor did it silence the hysterical laughter of his hollow.

He was way too young to be a father! He had never even started to consider having kids. What were his friends going to say? His family? How was he even going to raise the child when he was still in school himself?

And even though he was clearly displeased at being impregnated, why was Grimmjow taking this all so well? He actually expected the Espada to be a lot more furious, but the other male seemed to be taking the situation a lot better than he was.

�You seem to be taking this alright,� he noted.

�Instinct,� Grimmjow growled, and then suddenly sighed in frustration. �You probably haven�t noticed my reiatsu is significantly lower, have you?� he questioned.

No, in all honesty he hadn�t and something in his posture or expression must have given it away because Grimmjow continued before he could respond.

�Until the egg is laid my own reiatsu is going to be depleted, and continue to deplete as it forms the child. My scent has changed as well. Every Hollow in a fifty kilometre radius is going to be after me,� he admitted reluctantly.

Ichigo understood that, and what the Espada was covertly asking for. His desire to remain suddenly made a lot of sense, but Ichigo was still reluctant to let him stay here while at the same time the thought of letting the Espada out of his sight now that he was apparently going to be having his kid went against every ounce of his instinct to protect those that meant something to him.

He also understood just how much Grimmjow had just bent his pride to ask for help, as inadvertent as the asking may have been, but if the Espada�s scent was going to be attracting every hollow for kilometres just staying here would put his family at risk, and that was something he could not do to his sisters no matter the cost. His old man, on the other hand, could suffer.

Ichigo stewed over the dilemma but wasn�t having much luck coming up with an acceptable solution. Planning was more along the lines of something Ishida or Kisuke did�. Kisuke! No doubt he could come up with something, maybe make a gigai or something to hide Grimmjow�s scent. Than they could come up with some harebrained story to get him to stay within sight.

�I think I know someone who can help us. Are you up for a walk?� he questioned.

�I am not helpless yet,� Grimmjow snorted in a clearly pissed and affronted manner, getting to his feet as if to prove the point.

�Yet?� Ichigo couldn�t help but to comment.

Grimmjow bristled in clear displeasure, but eventually sighed and answered.

�In a few weeks my reiatsu will have depleted to nearly nothing and I will be weakened,� he reluctantly admitted. �After the egg is laid I wont be able to wander far and it will take some time, and a lot of food, to get my strength back up.�

�What kind of food?� Ichigo couldn�t help but to question hesitantly, for he had a feeling he already knew, and didn�t like, the answer.

�My kind of food,� Grimmjow answered before turning away and heading back up the stairs to grab his black boots from where they had been kicked off on the floor.

�Hopefully we can find a solution to that too,� he hoped wishfully.

　

　

As much as I would love to have every chapter have the two boys going at it like rabbits in heat, that does get boring pretty quick and doesn�t do much for the story line, and while smut is fun to read, smut without a story can get pretty tedious as well.

It is getting difficult keeping Grimmjow in character and submissive at the same time, but I welcome the challenge, when I am not slamming my head against a wall in frustration.

Next Chapter: Ichigo goes to Kisuke to see if there is anything the ex-Shinigami can do to assist them with their dilemma. While there wont be smut in the next chapter, there is some in the chapter after.
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