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Prize of Victory 2
By : NovaAlexandria
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Pride

Grimmjow awoke in the late afternoon, highly disappointed that the spot on the bed next to him was empty. His disappointment lessened when Karin returned to their bedroom with skin glistening from a shower and wearing nothing more than the towel wrapped around her damp hair.

�Fuck, I could wake up to that every day,� he declared and leered at her.

�Not with language like that,� she snorted, walking past him and seductively swaying her hips just to torment him as she did so.

Oh, the hips definitely got his attention. Grimmjow watched a tiny water drop trickle down from her hair to linger on the tip of one breast before falling to the floor. The sight brought him up to a full salute. He rose up out of the bed and stalked up behind her as Karin stood before their wardrobe. She didn�t even flinch as his hands wrapped around her to grab her breasts, the flesh shower-warmed and pliable beneath his fingers.

�You know, this ability of yours to see reiatsu can be a serious downer at times,� he complained, disappointed he hadn�t taken her by surprise.

�I shudder to think what it would be like NOT to see you coming,� she retorted, leaning back into his embrace and swaying her body with his.

The friction of her bare behind rubbing against his straining arousal proceeded to drive him insane. All he wanted to do was to toss her back down onto their futon and ride her until he passed out.

�Not now,� Karin said firmly, clearly reading his mind.

�Hmm?� he questioned innocently.

Karin turned in his grasp so they were face-to-face. He captured her lips in a kiss before she could protest, and for a moment she fell into it, but eventually she pushed him away just enough so she could speak.

�I have to go to work in ten minutes and I am already clean. I do not want to have to shower again,� she said with more resolution this time.

�What if I don�t want you to go to work?� he questioned with a growl, nibbling her neck as he did so. Her body was so warm and flushed against his and it was only made him ache for her all the more. She sighed against his shoulder.

�As much as I would love to play hooky, the person I answer to lives three doors down and knows I am in perfect health,� she reminded him.

She pushed more firmly against him, and with a groan of frustration, he let her push him a step back. A harsher shove forced him to take another step and he stumbled on the edge of their futon. One more push sent him pitching backwards, until he landed on his rump on the top of their blankets. Before he had a chance to recover or protest, she was suddenly kneeling before him and her hands shoved his chest one more time, getting him to lie down.

�Insatiable,� she smiled at him, shaking her head in amusement.

Before he could question what she was up to, her head ducked down and her lips locked around his straining erection. He gasped and arched into her mouth, pleasure racing down his spine as she sucked him into the warm, moist cavern of her mouth. Her hands grasped his thighs and pinned him down as she let out a growl of complaint at the involuntary thrust he made.

She so rarely offered him oral pleasure. He�d experienced this maybe a dozen times in the ten years they had been together sexually, and each of those times he recalled the first time she had done this and how he had felt knowing that this was Kurosaki�s sister doing something so intimate, so personal, without him even needing to coerce it out of her. It was a delicious reminder of the moment that he knew he had fully corrupted the bastard�s baby sister.

Now he hardly ever even thought of the hybrid he�d once obsessed over. Somewhere along the way, he replaced his vicious fixation on one Kurosaki with an unquenchable hunger for another� or, at least, a former Kurosaki. After their little fight and argument years ago, Karin had taken to using his family name, and rightfully so now that they were mated.

All other mental reflection on his part instantly vanished as her tongue lavished him, making him tremble at the sensations she caused. He dug his hands into the blankets in a vain effort to ground himself because he didn�t want to harm her by grabbing her hair or head. In his current state of bliss, he didn�t have the ability to mind his own strength.

He panted heavily as her mouth worked him and he squirmed about in the bedding. Karin paused and he managed to catch his breath just enough to glance down his body to meet her eyes. She grinned at him in a feral manner, lips firmly fastened around the shaft in her mouth as she increased the suction. She never dropped his gaze and a solid suck sent his back arching and his semen gushing from his body to fill her mouth. His orgasm seemed to last for an eternity and by the time the euphoria died down enough for him to think, let alone see, straight, Karin had tossed the towel she�d used to wipe her mouth onto his chest and was already dressed.

�I�ll see you after work,� she purred at him as she sauntered out of the room.

He watched her go before collapsing back on the rumpled sheets. He remained there for a good ten minutes while he waited for the room to stop spinning. Shit, that woman knew how to make his legs weak and still, to this day, could milk an orgasm out of him that would leave him exhausted for hours. It was moments like this that he was glad he had once thought to use her as bait and then, when she was older, accepted the deal to screw her in exchange for protecting her sister.

Recovered enough that he could at least walk without collapsing, he made his way to their bathroom to take a shower of his own. He emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist to see Ajuga sitting at their table with a scowl on her face.

�Morning,� he greeted his daughter. �What�s got your tail in a knot?� he questioned.

�Aizen wants to interview Hana, Diaemus and I over capturing that stupid bug,� she complained.

�Which bug?� he asked, confused.

It was true that the kids had discovered two new species, but the way Ajuga said �that bug� implied that there was something more going on. It had been a week since the battle and Grimmjow had to wonder why Aizen had waited until now to ask questions about whatever it was that they�d found.

�Probably because everyone has been so busy with the Net down,� he decided.

�I�m talking about the one we found, the one that looks almost human. Szay was very excited when we brought it in, and oddly enough, seemed really happy it was dead.�

Then Ajuga frowned in confusion.

�Anyway, Aizen wants to know how much of their conversation we overheard before they noticed we were there and tried to escape, even though we all told him, three times already, that we couldn�t make out the words. It�s not like they speak our language anyway,� she growled.

Grimmjow only followed half the conversation, his own mind whirling. They had never told their daughter about her Royal Lineage. The fewer people that knew, the safer the secret was, and the only human-like bugs he knew of were the Generals. In Grimmjow�s opinion, too many people already knew about his daughter�s real bloodlines for his liking. He definitely didn�t enjoy the fact that Aizen had taken the opportunity to pay any attention to his daughter, even if it involved a subject that was, from the outside, valid.

He studied his daughter, unhappy with the fact she was as grown up as she was. It seemed like yesterday that she was still running about on all fours and coming up to him bursting with pride with her latest small kill dangling from her mouth, much to Karin�s frustration. Now, she was almost old enough to think about finding a mate of her own, and he felt his hackles rise at the thought.

In his opinion, not one damned Arrancar in Aizen�s army was good enough for her, or for that matter, strong enough to fight his way through her father to get to her. As the attempt two less-than-smart Arrancar made on little Vindula last year proved, that didn�t mean some of those unworthy fucks wouldn�t try.

Ajuga and Hana were both coming of age and would soon draw the attention of those looking for a mate. Hana, at least, could control and hide her reiatsu. In addition, everyone knew that she was the daughter of one of Starrk�s pets. As a Shinigami, she was also a less tempting target. Ajuga, on the other hand, preferred to let others know precisely how strong she was. What made her doubly attractive was that she was not only an Arrancar, but also a naturally born one at that. No one had been foolish enough to look at her suggestively yet, other than the one altercation with Barragan, the same one Ulquiorra had intervened in and damn if that hadn�t galled him to have to thank the Fourth for that one.

�Oh, Papa��

�Hmm,� he pulled his wandering thoughts back to the present and silently vowed to put some serious thought into how he would terrorize every Arrancar in existence with a public statement about what he would do to them if they thought the wrong way about his only child.

�Keep it down,� she stated simply, her ears flat against her head as she shot him a look of disgust.

He couldn�t help but to laugh, earning him a death glare. If he was honest with himself, he felt more than little relieved that she found the idea of sex revolting. That meant she wasn�t interested in finding anyone yet. Still, maybe he should have �the talk� with her, or better yet, see if he could ask Harribel to do it. Mating was different for women of any species and Ajuga might be more comfortable having that conversation with another female instead of her father. Unfortunately, Karin was not a Hollow and didn�t know what Hollow females went through. She also didn�t know how to return a Mating Claim, or even cast a regular one herself, should a fool attempt to Claim her. Karin cast Claims considerably differently than a Hollow did and again, neither he nor her mother wanted Ajuga to know that Karin could cast a Claim at all.

�No promises,� he offered. �Blame your mother, she�s�.�

�I don�t want to hear it,� she scowled angrily at him. �That�s just� so wrong,� she muttered. �Anyway, I better get going. I gotta meet up with Hana outside her Division. Diaemus is going to catch up to us at Szay�s.�

He really, truly wanted to escort his daughter to this meeting. He had no love and even less trust for Aizen, but he had his own assigned duties and Aizen had been particularly moody since the Net went down. The fact they were meeting up with Szayel gave him a little peace of mind. It was still strange to think that Szayel would sooner die than see any harm come to the children. If being violently tortured and raped at Aizen�s hands hadn�t caused the scientist to squeal what he knew about Ajuga and Karin�s heritage to spare his own hide, putting them in harm�s way, then nothing would make him do so now.

�Of course, his continued existence as an Espada hinges on Karin�s whim. At any minute she could retract her Claim and he would become nothing more than a blubbering brat,� he thought wryly. �After that, he�d be someone�s lunch.�

�Later,� Ajuga called. She waved as she left, the door whispering as it slid shut behind her.

With a sigh, he pulled himself up. He had his own duties to perform after all.

Karin had a massive headache. She had happily forgotten how much paperwork a battle created. Worse, their Division was the one responsible for coordinating the Rukongai Districts and with the Net down once again, they had to get those patrols back up to full force and make sure the civilian force worked in conjunction with them.

Once Szayel determined that the Defence Net would hold, at least for a while, many of those civilians had joined the Academy. The Shinōreijutsuin�s administrators dropped the normal entrance requirements so that anyone who could wield a weapon stood a chance of admission, regardless of their reiatsu levels. As a result, Jushiro and Nanao had informed her that one of the topics discussed during the last dozen Taichou meetings was the possibility of starting up a sixth Division.

�Karin, can you deliver these to Jushiro?� Nanao asked, pushing over a stack of papers her way.

�Are you sure he needs these right now? We could always just give them to him at dinner,� she suggested with an amused smile.

It was an old running joke between them. Although they had exchanged paperwork at home on occasion, Jushiro had actually been the one to inform them that he forbid conducting Division business on his Estate, unless something made that business unavoidable. He had learned, long before either of them had been born, that one needed a sanctuary and that most things could wait until the next morning without the universe ending.

�I was hoping you would bring lunch back with you,� Nanao added.

�I knew there was a second reason. Consider it done,� Karin assured her.

She accepted the stack of papers and departed with the promise to bring back something edible. In fact, she stopped off to pick up the food first. If she knew Jushiro and Byakuya, which she did, then she also knew that neither one of them had probably thought to bring lunch.

Bento boxes in hand, she rapped on the door to the office of the 2nd Division before entering, and nearly dropped everything as she stared at Byakuya in surprise. It was very, very hard not to burst into laughter and she utterly failed at holding back the smile of amusement.

Both men had looked up at her when she entered and Byakuya let out a sigh before returning his attention to the papers before him.

�Why do I got a sneaking suspicion that Yammy, somehow, managed to get his hands on those Yaoi shoujo manga that Tatsuki and Rangiku like to share, specifically Yuumagure?� she asked with a shake of her head.

Byakuya let out another unhappy noise and nodded his head. Karin figured as much since the elaborate woman�s kimono Yammy had forced him to wear for years had been exchanged for tight leather black pants, a black leather harness and matching straps around his wrist, biceps, waist and throat, all with little clips on them that were intended to latch to each other for bondage sex play. She suspected he was wearing similar straps around his ankles and thighs, as that was specifically what she recalled Hikira wore in said manga. Not that she had read it or anything of course, she had just seen the pictures Tatsuki had shoved under her nose�

�Well, if it makes you feel any better, every woman for miles will be staring at you with drooling lust instead of confused pity and silent laughter,� she offered.

The glare he sent her made it clear that he was not amused.

�Not that I ever entertained either thought,� she assured him, holding up her hands and waving them in denial. �I brought you two lunch since I know neither one of you have stopped since setting foot in the office.�

She held up the bento boxes as a peace offering, one that both men accepted with gratitude.

�Thank you Karin,� Jushiro said and smiled at her, accepting the boxed lunch. �Did you grab one for Nanao as well?� he questioned.

�Yes, and before you ask, I made sure to get one for myself as well. I plan on dragging her nose out of those papers long enough to at least eat. I think I managed to blot out the memory of how much paperwork we had before the Net went up.�

She paused to give both men a glare, ��and I don�t see those pens going down and that food going into your mouths. Do I need to hand feed you?� she threatened. �Or send Ajuga and Hana in,� she added for good measure.

�No, no, we�re eating,� Jushiro quickly assured her, taking the lid off the top of his bento and picking up the chopsticks.

A warning look Byakuya�s way made sure the noble did the same. Karin nodded in satisfaction as the two men began to eat. Despite her best efforts, her eyes kept sliding towards Byakuya. She found it difficult not to stare at the� ensemble� that Yammy had forced him into and not because the Noble actually looked good in it. It was because she couldn�t help but daydream about Grimmjow wearing such clothing. Oh yes, the naughty thoughts entering her head about what her mate would look like swathed in a similar leather get-up definitely did nothing for her composure.

�Damn, corrupting bastard,� she couldn�t help but to think with a mixture of fondness and irritability.

She needed a distraction and she needed it quickly. She didn�t want to turn her back to Byakuya, as that would be rude, but it was getting very difficult to remain focused.

�I expect that many women walked into poles and tripped over their feet when he walked to work this morning,� she couldn�t help but muse.

�Did Starrk and Lilinette leave this morning for their own patrols?� she asked instead.

�Starrk did. Lilinette is helping Szayel out with the new specimens, or so she said. It could just be a lie so she wouldn�t have to patrol. She finds doing so boring and dreary,� Jushiro answered, a hint of fondness in his voice.

�Just so long as it wasn�t a lie so she could stay home and attempt to cook dinner unsupervised again,� Karin warned and made a face at the memory.

Properly supervised, Lilinette was capable of making a good meal. When she wasn�t, she tended to go a little overboard with the spices. She would also attempt to make something Orihime had recommended to her, and then spring it on the rest of the unsuspecting household members. It was a hard to decide which outcome was worse, or had the potential to do more damage to the average stomach.

They shared a bit more small talk before Karin excused herself so that she could return to Nanao and the two of them could eat together. She tried to keep her thoughts on a professional track while on her way back to her own Division, but it was very hard with the mental images racing through her mind. Oh, to see Grimmjow dressed up in that outfit Yammy had forced Byakuya to wear.

�I wonder if Byakuya would be willing to sell it to me. He didn�t look too happy in it. He and Grimmjow are about the same size... Actually, I think Grimmjow is a bit taller than he is by several centimetres. Still, I bet the vest and straps would still fit, and it�s not like the pants would stay on for long anyway,� she couldn�t help but to think lecherously.

�Damn it all, I used to be such a nice, respectable girl,� she groused good-naturedly to herself.

�What�s got your head lost in the clouds?� Nanao asked, breaking Karin out of her daydreaming as she breezed through the door, managing not to walk into the frame while mentally drooling.

�If you saw what Yammy made Byakuya wear, your head would be right up there with mine,� Karin chuckled, shaking her head.

�Oh?�

Karin went on to explain the latest fashion trend Yammy forced upon Byakuya while Nanao ate, and nearly choked on her food, having also read the manga in question. Tatsuki freely shared her books, since she was the only one that really had access to someone who could supply her with them.

�Bless, Tesra. He would do almost anything for Tatsuki, and that includes returning with things from the Living Realm on the occasion he actually gets a mission there,� she thought fondly of the shy Arrancar.

She�d occasionally considered asking Grimmjow to bring her back something during one of his few assignments there during the five years of relative peace, but at the same time, she was doing everything she could to forget about her life there. This was her home now and nothing was likely to change that. The only thing she truly wished for was word on how Yuzu was doing, but it would be unfair to ask him to snoop around for that information as it would, undoubtedly, bring him in conflict with Ichigo. She wouldn�t be able to live with herself knowing that one of her requests had resulted in the two of them hurting, or even killing, one another.

She really wished her last words spoken to Ichigo hadn�t been hurtful ones, but she had needed him to run, to get away before he got hurt or got her family into trouble. She didn�t even want to think about what Aizen would do to them if he felt that they were sharing information with the Escapees. It was bad enough that she still met, from time to time, with Yoruichi.

�I could, perhaps, ask her how they are doing,� she mused. ��and find out if anyone ever told my family about Ajuga.�

She knew that at least three members of that band knew about Ajuga, and one of them hardly seemed like the �keep a secret� sort of girl. Karin still felt guilty for not telling Yuzu that she was pregnant before her sister had managed to escape with Ichigo to the Living World, where she belonged.

The real reason Karin hadn�t done so yet was because she didn�t want to be in the woman�s debt, and because she feared the answer. She had hurt her brother badly, abandoning him for the man that had tried to kill him, several times over in fact, and had said some harsh things, things she wished she could take back.

�Karin? Karin? Karin!� Nanao practically shouted the last one. Karin jumped in her seat and looked at Nanao.

�Ack! Oh, sorry, I was� thinking,� she apologized. Nanao frowned at her.

�Fantasize about Grimmjow in leather straps another time. Are you going to eat or am I going to have to sick the girls on you?� she threatened.

Karin couldn�t help but to laugh, having just used the same threat against the men earlier.

�I am eating, I am eating!� Karin promised her, digging into her own lunch.

She managed to keep her thoughts straight for the rest of the day, and even caught up on her paperwork before it was time to head back to the Estate. To her relief, Lilinette hadn�t played chef. Hana and Ajuga were in charge of the kitchen this evening, with a disgruntled Diaemus and a cheerful Vindula assisting.

�Vindula-chan, what brings you by?� Karin asked curiously. She rarely saw the child without her guardian and a quick scan told her Renji was nowhere near.

�Everyone was too busy putting stupid little machines together to pay attention to me,� she pouted unhappily, ��so Hana-neesan invited me over to help,� she explained and beamed happily up at the older girl.

�They�re building the new ground probes designed to detect any future attempt by the Swarm to tunnel under our defences and come up behind us,� Hana translated.

�Ah,� both women replied, understanding now.

�You are always welcomed here, Vindula,� Nanao assured her with a smile. �If you have everything under control here, then I am going to go wash and change into something more comfortable.�

�As will I,� Karin added.

It didn�t take long to find clean clothing and return to the large sitting area just off of the main dining room. Each set of suites had their own kitchens and living spaces, but most of the time they tried to sit together and used the communal one. It was an odd, mismatched family, but a family nonetheless.

Karin noticed that Nanao chose to wear the pink kimono that had once belonged to Hana�s father. Karin had learned quite a bit about the late Shunsui from Jushiro, the two having been childhood friends, and around this time of year, the anniversary of his death, Nanao would wear the old thing. No matter how many times it went through the laundry, the faded brown bloodstains appeared set in. They would still be there, Karin guessed, when the garment finally went the way of all things and fell apart.

Hana had never met her father. He�d died before she was born. Karin sometimes wondered if that might not be better for her. Since she had never known her father, she didn�t know the pain of losing him. Karin recalled the loss of both of her own parents and one never really recovered from the resulting pain. It only faded with the application of time. On the other hand, Hana had no happy memories of her father either. Many a time Karin found herself smiling, remembering her own father�s insane antics, but she had also spent a lot of time fighting back tears when she was younger, especially when it came to what little she could recall of Kurosaki Masaki. In particular, she�d had a hard time standing mournfully alone while the other girls met up with their mothers and received praise for their accomplishments. Hana, she thought, would probably have to decide for herself whether her situation was fortunate or not.

With long practice, she forced the morbid thoughts aside and instead slipped into Jinzen, focusing her sight and thoughts on the rest of the household that had yet to arrive.

Jushiro and Lilinette were on their way to the Estate together. No doubt the female half of the first Espada had deliberately swung by Jushiro�s Division to make sure that he dropped his pen and came home at a reasonable time. Jushiro did have a habit of overworking himself and if Lilinette had decided that one was supposed to come home, one came home. The deceptively strong girl didn�t brook arguments.

Starrk and Grimmjow were still out in the field, but both were clearly heading back towards the city. She sent a rush of love towards her mate through their bond and a moment later felt it return, although Karin was sure that it was more lust than love. To a Hollow, the two might be the same thing.

�Dinner smells great!� Lilinette exclaimed as she all but danced into the sitting room, Jushiro following in her wake.

�It�s almost done, Lili-chan,� Hana called. �Can you set the table?�

�Sure thing,� the younger half of the First replied. �C�mon Shiro-chan, you can help!�

�If I must,� Jushiro agreed with a fake sigh of exasperation, accepting the pile of plates Lilinette handed him.

�You bet you must,� Lilinette declared firmly.

Jushiro failed to hold back a grin, as did Karin and Nanao. Moments like this made Karin happy and content, a feeling that only increased when Starrk and Grimmjow walked into the chaos. The First took his usual place at the head of the table while the second one made straight for her and pulled a deep, lecherous kiss from her while giving her ass a strong squeeze.

�Gross. Keep that in your own room,� Ajuga scowled at them as the girls brought in dinner on platters.

Her daughter�s words resulted in a chuckle from both of them, but Karin did push Grimmjow away and she made for her usual spot at the table. Such things should not be done in front of young eyes, and Vindula was still rather young.

�Will you be staying Diaemus, or going home?� she asked the quiet boy.

�Staying, if you would have me,� he answered politely.

�Does Orihime know?� Karin asked, if only to make sure.

It wouldn�t be the first time Diaemus had decided what his mother was making for dinner was better off not eaten. True, Orihime did tend to stick to normal food for her mate and their son, but some days she just got so lost in her thoughts that she accidentally forgot that her mate and son didn�t like cheese, chocolate sauce and pickled herring in their rice.

�Yes. Father is patrolling tonight and mother is helping out at the 4th Division.�

Everyone settled around the table as Hana brought out the last platter.

�This looks excellent,� Jushiro proclaimed.

�Wait until you taste it �take-ji,� Hana told him and beamed at the praise he gave to an as-yet-uneaten meal. �Ajuga-chan was the one that hunted up the chickens,� she added.

�Wild ones, I hope?� Karin asked her daughter, her eyes carrying a warning.

�Of course,� Ajuga complained, and rolled her eyes at her mother. �I am not three anymore, I can tell the difference between wild and domestic chickens.�

�How?� Vindula asked curiously.

�The wild ones aren�t plump and full of fat from roosting all day. Also, domestic ones tend to be in coops and yards and are not nearly as skittish,� she shrugged.

�Oh, that makes sense.�

The rest of the dinner conversation carried on with a variety of topics. Those who spent hours a day fighting and maintaining the peace greatly appreciated the relaxing domestic routine. They sent Vindula home after dinner, escorted by Diaemus and Ajuga for safety, with three plates wrapped up for her family. Karin knew Szayel, Nemu and Abisara and thus knew they would not stop for a break unless they were forced or exhaustion overwhelmed them, or Renji showed up to drag his small male charge to the dinner table.

For good measure, she pulled slightly on the Claim she held over Szayel after tracking Vindula and her escort all the way home, only letting her awareness drop once the child stood next to her father. She felt the flash of irritation at her pull and couldn�t help but grin again. She �watched� all four of them move from the workshop into Szayel�s personal chambers and nodded in satisfaction, returning her attention to her own family. Everyone she cared for was safe and sound for the moment. It would seem that today was going to be one of those exceptionally rare good days.

�As much as I thoroughly enjoyed your little present earlier, I now feel the need to defend my male pride and return the favour tenfold,� Grimmjow breathed into her ear before nuzzling the side of her neck, mindful of his mask fragment.

�Mmm, that�s a challenge I think I can accept,� she purred back, leaning contently into his arms.

Thank you for stopping by and posting a review. I can�t remember what I wrote anymore kain. Probably something along the lines of yeah, there is not much anyone can do. Ichigo is tearing himself apart and there is a reason the escapee�s are not seen more often. I tried doing some scenes with them over the years, but they just never worked out and the main story is big enough as it is. I kind of like the mystery too.

Kendra: bleach.adultfanfiction. net/story.php?no=600012768 It�s also on the second page.

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