The Real King | By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 48386 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13 |
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Into the Darkness.
Szayel woke up with a start, instantly going into a panic as the events caught up to him and he realized he was naked and restrained spread eagle on what felt like an examination table. He was blindfolded and a rubber restraining bit was wedged tightly into his mouth, no doubt to prevent any attempt at biting, be it his captors or his tongue. He pulled against the restraints, the chains rattling loudly in his ears as they beat against the mettle table. His wrist and ankles were spared becoming bloody messes only because the cuffs were wrapped in some sort of wool to pad them. His chest tightened in pain and, even though he knew he was fast plunging into a full blown panic attack, he couldn’t get himself to stop.
“Cease your incessant struggles. For someone claiming to be so intelligent you are showing a complete lack of it now. Even someone as dimwitted as you are should know you have no chance of breaking those restraints.”
Szayel froze and his entire body broke out in nervous sweat. His mind raced with a million tortures that would most likely be begun on him at any moment now that he was conscious. It was the curse of one who was as mentally superior as he was.
“I must admit I never expected you to be in the room. What a marvellous surprise it turned out to be. I honestly expected your presence to be a hindrance to my long laid plans, and yet you fell at my feet like a new born babe. In fact, even now, your reiatsu is completely diminished. Are you, Szayel Aporro Grantz, with cub?”
He didn’t answer, not that he could give a verbal one considering the bit in his mouth. His captor wasn’t expecting a response anyway, not when they both knew the answer. His pregnancy was hardly a secret nor something that could easily be hidden from one that knew what to look for.
“How superb! Those two dimwitted imbeciles were right! I have yet to study the actual laying, incubating and hatching process. I am so looking forward to finally being able to document it. Ah, but you are probably thinking that you will not be here for that long aren’t you? That your foolish and pathetic pack mates will come and rescue you, right?”
He was. There was no way in hell Ichigo and Grimmjow wouldn’t have figured out what had happened. The Alpha pair was probably hot on the trail of himself and the cubs as they spoke. Truly, there was no chance that Kurotsuchi was going to get away with this. The creature had signed his own death warrant.
“They did come into Soul Society to accuse me of course, but, unfortunately for you, I have a wonderful, reliable alibi; one of Ichigo’s own close friends in fact. I could hardly be obtaining you and the cubs if I was in my own division the entire evening,” Kurotsuchi chuckled.
The cubs! Hijastro! He had to physically force himself to hold still and not start struggling against his restraints again, but his entire mind raced in circles in concern for his daughter, his only child. She had been there beside him, had been put in a cage and taken. His mind raced as he thought of all the things Kurotsuchi could be doing to her even now, all the experiments even he had thought of when he had learned of Grimmjow having a cub before his long suppressed, Natural Beta Instincts had been violently torn forward thanks to H’tsu’s violent mating and training.
“Would you like to see her?”
He nodded his head as slowly as he could, not wanting to seem desperate. If he seemed desperate Kurotsuchi would just use it to torment him some more.
“Ah, but letting you see your darling daughter would be very much like a reward, and only well behaved specimens get treats. Ones that misbehave need to be punished, especially ones that have managed to elude me twice now,” Kurotsuchi hissed in anger.
It was so very hard not to rise to the bait, to continue to breath deeply and calmly even though he was about three breaths away from a full blown panic attack. He almost lost it when he felt the tip of that sharp nail Kurotsuchi seemed found of poke him in the centre of his chest before trailing downwards in a leisurely manner.
“And let us not forget what you did to poor Nemu-chan. You almost killed her twice with that little rebirth technique of yours. It truly is a flawed thing, requiring another being to revive yourself,” Kurotsuchi scoffed. “Truly you are a sub par scientist, and I hesitate to even award you that much.”
In the past such insults would have sent him frothing at the mouth, especially from a third rate, clearly inferior creature like Kurotsuchi. Right now though, his daughter needed him to remain calm. She could even be in the room with him for all he knew, watching terrified from her cage.
“Hmm, your ill founded arrogance has certainly been….. deflated. Curious. I look forward to learning more about just how you were trained out of such unfounded arrogance. But for now, tell me truly specimen, would you like to see your offspring?” Kurotsuchi questioned, and this time the bit was removed from his mouth.
“Yes,” he answered simply, adding the insults he wished to say in his mind only.
“And what will you do for me to deserve such a reward?” Kurotsuchi questioned mockingly, running that nail down past his belly button and along the inside of one thigh.
His mouth was suddenly very dry, and went drier as that nail trekked closer to the sphincter that so many in the past had violated in both his human and hollow life. Bleakly, he wondered if that was to be his lot in life, to be the sexual plaything of insane people. Still, Szayel would do anything for his daughter. If he could survive H’tsu’s attention, he could get through this. He gather his will and forced the words out.
“What do you want from me?” he questioned brokenly.
“Information for now,” Kurotsuchi announced, and that nail was removed from his body.
The answer semi surprised him and he felt a brief amount of relief when he realized that he wasn’t about to be raped. Not that it caused him to relax in the slightest.
“How long have you been with cub?”
“8 days,” he answered honestly after a moment of hesitation.
The information wasn’t exactly unknown, Jushiro and Shunsui knew about it after all. Part of their agreement with Soul Society to be left in peace was the sharing of information.
Kurotsuchi continued to interrogate him over the pregnancy for every ounce of information he could provide. Szayel forced himself to answer and bit his tongue when he was questioned over things that any fool should have known as it was in the information that had already been shared with the Shinigami.
“He’s testing me,” Szayel realized. “Making sure the information we sent was accurate and true.”
The questions finally stopped just before he was about to lose control over his tongue and deliver the berating Kurotsuchi clearly needed. The blind fold was finally removed as well and his eyes burned in pain as they opened to stare up at an extremely bright exam light. He shut them quickly and turned his head to the side, giving his vision time to correct before blinking his eyelids rapidly to clear the spots. The room came into focus slowly, revealing a small examination room. He deliberately didn’t look at any of the tools arrayed on various trays and he honestly wasn’t certain which direction was the worse to face.
Looking left showed the trays of tools, a sink and several pieces of examination equipment. Looking right was a mirror that probably covered an observation room and reflected the left side of the room. All in all, poor options and both directions showed him the leering, painted face of the bastard who had dared to take him and the cubs.
“Humph, you were at least honest in your answers,” Kurotsuchi sniffed in annoyance, looking at the clipboard in his hand. “Very well, bring them in,” Kurotsuchi seemed to order to no one.
Szayel had no doubt there were people monitoring from the other side of the glass. A moment later the door opened and his ears instantly picked up the distressed cries of the two cubs. They were still in separate cages as they were wheeled into the room on a trolley.
Hijastro was frantically attacking the wires to her cage, hissing and mewling loudly in anger and distress. The other cub was shivering like a leaf caught in the wind in the corner of her cage furthest from the person pushing the cart, giving off little, weak mewls of distress.
He tensed against his restraints and almost started fighting them again as the cubs distressed cries rang in his ears. His very being wanted to comfort them and protect them. Kurotsuchi was watching his reaction intently, that creepy grin spread on his face as he did so.
“Mapa!” Hijastro cried when she finally noticed him.
Hijastro started to ram herself against the cage wall, trying to get closer to him. The cage probably would have rocked violently if it hadn’t been secured to the cart. It was shuddering pretty good though.
“Have you been letting the specimen behave like this the entire time?” Kurotsuchi demanded sharply of the suddenly terrified orderly who had pushed the cart into the room.
“No Taichou…” the man stuttered.
“Useless,” Kurotsuchi sneered before turning his attention to the cub. “I have told you to behave yourself,” he snarled, shortly before pulling a rod out of his robes and tapping it against the side of the cage.
Sparks flew and Hijastro let out a yelp of shock and pain as the electrical current raced along the cage, stinging her in the process.
“Bastard,” Szayel snarled, jerking against his restraints as his daughter’s fur fluffed out from the electrical current.
Hijastro quit trying to ram her cage but she was growling at Kurotsuchi, her tail lashing wildly and her body hunched ready to pounce. She probably would have fluttered her wings as well, but there was a black strap around her body preventing them from opening.
“Marginally better,” Kurtsuchi comment.
Kurotsuchi turned his gaze to the other cub that was still trembling in fright in the corner of her cage. The poor girl was so terrified she didn’t even have the capability to mewl anymore. Without a word, Kurotsuchi opened the door and thrust his hand in, grabbing her by the scruff of the neck and dragging her out of the cage like the giant kitten she resembled.
Szayel jerked against his restraints again and Hijastro let out a loud growl of warning, her tail lashes increasing in pace as her half sister was manhandled, but she didn’t attack the cage walls again. His daughter was smart and had learned her lesson well.
Kurotsuchi turned about and walked up to his bound form, the little cub limp in his grasp. Szayel continued to pull against his restraints, desperately wanting to hold her and calm her down. She looked to be about three seconds away from heart failure due to sheer terror. It was rare, but it happened on occasion, particularly among rodents caught in a cats paws. Half the time they died of exhaustion and heart failure as they were toyed with, not the wounds inflicted upon their bodies.
Kurotsuchi lowered the cub until her paws hit the table he was bound to, and then let her go. Instantly she was curled against him, mewling weakly in distress and trying to burrow her way under him. Her body was quivering in fear and her breathing was laboured.
“Shh, shh, it’s alright,” he tried to assure her, doing his best to ignore Kurotsuchi’s presence. Right now there was a cub that needed him and his instincts threw ever other part of his being out the window to focus on the little one curled next to him. “Shh, come one hun, you need to calm down. Can you do that for me?” he encouraged.
She ceased trying to burrow under him and slowly peeked her head up over his chest to look at him. He wanted to curl up protectively around her so badly that even the wool covered restraints started to bite painful into his joints as he strained against them. It took several minutes and gentle coaxing, but eventually she calmed down enough to get her breathing and heart rate back under control. She was still shivering, but it was a lot less violently.
Kurotsuchi watched the whole thing silently with an intrigued expression on his face. Hijastro had calmed down as well now that her sister was no longer so distressed. Her tail still lashed back and forth and she still let out little growls, but she wasn’t pacing or hunched ready to attack anymore.
“Curious indeed,” Kurotsuchi noted aloud.
The noise startled Szayel out of the trance he had set himself into as he calmed the cub down. For a moment he had, blessedly, forgotten he wasn’t alone in the room. His body, which had relaxed a bit as the frightened cub calmed down, went tight again in apprehension.
“This cub isn’t even yours is it?”
“No,” Szayel hesitantly admitted.
“And yet you clearly have a bond with her. How very…. unhollowlike. What was it the reports called you again? Kurosaki’s volatile pet mentioned it during the meeting yesterday morning. He commented that to the right hollow you were actually worth something.”
Szayel gritted his teeth and refused to answer, even as his mind assimilated the data. If Ichigo and Grimmjow had shown up in Soul Society looking for him yesterday morning than that meant he had been here since the night before. This led him to believe that Kurostuchi had probably kept him sedated while he was busy keeping up appearances.
“Do you want to see your daughter?” Kurotsuchi questioned mockingly.
Szayel nodded his head, not trusting his voice or the words that might come out of his mouth right now.
“Then I suggest you answer the question.”
He swallowed and reluctantly answered, even though he was fairly positive that the information should have been in the reports Soul Society had been given. “I am a Natural Born Beta.”
“Please, do elaborate what that means. And bear in mind that small words will simply not do,” Kurotsuchi mocked as he moved over to Hijastro’s cage, tapping that mettle rod on his shoulder as he studied to caged cub.
The little cub curled up by his side was slumbering now, all the stress having worn her out. His eyes drifted to Hijastro and he kept his gaze on his daughter, and the vulture hovering around her, as he forced himself to give a proper, scientific explanation on just what he was and what it meant.
“He is checking the facts,” Szayel realized half way through his report. “He doesn’t believe the information that has already been given and is trying to confirm it, and to determine if anything had been left out of those reports.”
When he finished his report Kurotsuchi simple nodded, as if mentally confirming something he had suspected or known. Szayel half expected to be interrogated now, but instead Kurotsuchi simply pushed the cart holding Hijastro closer to the examination table.
“As much as I would love to see you hold your daughter, I am afraid I do not trust her out of the cage. Be thankful I am letting you see her at all.”
Hijastro pressed herself against the cage edge, trying to get as close to him as possible.
“Mapa?” she questioned.
“I am alright,” he assured her.
“Mapa, what’s going to happen to us?” she questioned fearfully.
“I don’t know,” he admitted, his gaze shifting to Kurotsuchi who was watching the exchange with that curious expression on his face.
“Can I see Mapa please? I promise to behave,” Hijastro turned tear laden eyes Kurotsuchi’s way. “Please?” she begged again, rubbing up against the side of her cage closest to Szayel.
“And here I thought you were just a mindless animal,” Kurotsuchi chuckled amused.
Apparently, Hijastro hadn’t shown them her capability to form coherent sentences. Szayel was not surprised. High tension situations always pulled Instinct forward and cubs had a hard time controlling their Instincts. Instinct is what kept a cub alive long enough to grow up to become something more.
“Please? I promise to behave,” Hijastro asked again.
Kurotsuchi reached under the cart and deftly pulled out what looked like a length of chain, before threading it through into the cage and it turned out to be two pieces of chain with loops on the end; choke collars like the ones used on dogs to keep them under control.
“Put those on and I will consider it,” Kurotsuchi instructed with a cruel grin.
The grin wavered slightly when Hijastro complied. Apparently, Kurotsuchi had expected her to be unable to comply, indicating that he hadn’t had a chance to study the cubs yet and notice they did, indeed, have opposable thumbs hiding under the fur that covered their paws. Either that or he didn’t expect Hijastro to know how to thread the chains, clearly underestimating their intelligence.
“Che,” he sniffed, threading in the ends of two separate leashes through the crack that would expand when the door was opened.
Hijastro latched the ends on and than looked at their captor expectantly. Kurotuschi handed one leash to his subordinate and than opened the door while the two Shinigami took a step back. With the two leashes going off in either direction, Hijastro would be unable to get to either of their captors while they would be able to control her.
His daughter ignored them as she gave a little jump to get out of the cage and land on the table beside him. He felt a fair amount of tension leave his body the moment her soft, white fur brushed against his skin. His daughter was safe, at least for now. She was putting on a brave face but he could tell she was scared. Her body trembled ever so slightly against his.
She rested her paws on his chest and stretched out over his body to check on her sister before climbing over to be on the same side. She wrapped her body around the slumbering cub and rested her head on his shoulder.
“Mapa,” she whimpered softly.
“Shh, it will be alright,” he soothed her.
“Where is Papa?” she questioned worriedly.
“I don’t know,” he admitted softly. “But you know he is looking for us. I need you to do something for me, I need you to stay calm and watch your sister.”
He ignored the little intrigued noise Kurotsuchi made at the comment. Any scientist worth their salt would run a DNA test as one of the first tests and the relationship between the two cubs would be revealed whether he verbalized it or not. If Kurotsuchi was even a quarter of the scientist he claimed to be, the relationship would be revealed before nightfall, assuming it was the morning or afternoon now.
“I don’t want to leave you,” she complained.
“I know, I don’t want to leave you either.”
He felt tears start to gather and the corner of his eyes as he thought of all the things that his daughter was likely to be subjugated to. He could see in his mind eye his daughter strapped to a table like this one, a deep slice going down her body with her organs on display while Kurotsuchi rooted through them. He imagined her with her fur shaved off and staples going around her forehead. He pictured her with dozens of tubes going into her body and gathering her fluids for study.
“What are they going to do to us Mapa?” she whispered.
He felt his throat tighten in despair and her body shivered against his. He was glad the younger cub was asleep and not partaking of this conversation.
“Probably everything we do at home,” he answered, his voice catching. “Taking your weight, measuring how tall you are, checking your body motions,” he expounded.
“Reading the picture chart?” she added.
“Yes, but this one will probably have numbers and letters instead of pictures.”
“Good thing I know my numbers and letters,” she tried to sound happy about it, but it failed.
“Yeah, you are a good girl,” he agreed.
He wanted to hold her so badly, to wrap his arms around her and never let her go. To comfort her and tell her every thing was going to be alright, even though he knew it wouldn’t be. He could feel the tears start to slid down the side of his face as more and more things that would likely be done to the cubs raced through his mind. The world was turning blurry as his tears clouded his eyes.
“Enough,” Kurotsuchi finally snarled, and jerked harshly on the leash. “Back in your cage specimen.”
Hijastro choked as one of the choke chains was pulled tight. Her cry of pain woke her younger sister, who started to cry in distress and try to burrow under him.
“I wanna stay with Mapa!” she protested.
“Do you?” Kurotsuchi suddenly asked with a wide grin.
Szayel felt his blood run cold. Time was up and Kurotsuchi was about to start on him. He did not want his daughter, or either cub for that matter, to witness the atrocities that were about to be committed against him.
“It’s okay Hijastro. Go back into the cage.”
“But the floor hurts my paws. I wanna stay with you,” she protested.
“I will see you later,” he promised, even though he had no way of knowing if he would ever get to see her again. He would sooner that her last memory of him not be that of one where he was sliced into ribbons.
“Promise?” she looked at him hopefully.
“I promise,” he assured her, praying he wasn’t lying.
“Okay,” she reluctantly agreed.
Hijastro herded her younger sister into her cage, despite the terrified cubs protests, but at least they were together now as Kurotsuchi didn’t seem to care that the two cubs were now in one cage instead of two.
“Return them to the holding room,” Kurotsuchi ordered his subordinate. “See to it they are fed and properly caged.”
The man saluted smartly and quickly wheeled the cart out. Kurotsuchi stepped up to stand beside him and wiped a tear from his face with one finger.
“So intriguing. I look forward to learning everything there is to know about you,” he chuckled.
“Please, just don’t hurt the cubs.”
“You are in no position to attempt to broker deals, specimen.”
Szayel frantically thought, trying to think of anything he could do to secure the cubs safety. He knew that there was no way that tests wouldn’t be run on them, but there had to be a way to at least make certain that the tests that were run wouldn’t be harmful, that they would be benign in nature.
“I will not beg for you to leave them alone, such would be unreasonable,” he licked his lips nervously as a plan began to fall into place. “But, I…” he hesitated, as much because he was actually reluctant to offer this as he was for theatrics, “I will quietly submit to your experiments and honestly answer your questions if you promise to conduct only benign experiments upon them,” he whispered brokenly, not even needing to pretend to sound so desperate.
“Hmm?” Kurotsuchi intoned curiously.
“I won’t fight you, I won’t try to escape, all I want is for the cubs to remain unharmed, and be permitted to see them from time to time. They are accustomed to me running experiments on them, they would be a lot more co-operative if you let me assist in doing so. It would save time trying to subdue them and you know how dangerous stress can be to specimens, especially small and young ones.
He hoped Kurotsuchi was true to his word and wouldn’t back stab him, assuming he agreed in the first place. His captor had rewarded him as promised with seeing the cubs when he had answered the questions. Unlike the cubs, he could take the things that were about to be done to him, H’tsu had definitely given him a lesson in pain management and a bigger lesson in humility.
“You are offering your full collaboration in this experiment, despite having a good idea on the many things I plan on doing to you, for the sake of two cubs, one that is not even your own?”
Szayel forced himself to nod his head.
“How extraordinary. I have never truly been that interested in the nature of my research subject as I am in how they functioned, but here I find your clearly unhollowed like behaviour so….. intriguing.
“Very well, Specimen. As long as you co-operate fully I will stick to the rather boring, benign tests for the cubs, at least for now. As you did point out, large amounts of stress could kill the only two specimens I currently have access to and that simply won’t do. I may even let you attend should I be in a good mood. Now that that is out of the way, shall we begin?” Kurotsuchi questioned with a wide grin.
Swallowing nervously, Szayel nodded his head and gripped the chains attached to his wrist restraints tightly as he braced himself for whatever painful experimentation was going to be conducted first.
Two hours later Szayel walked naked down the hall behind Kurotsuchi, his body shivering in the cold air but otherwise unharmed. Nothing too invasive had been done to him, at least not yet. They had done the basic things, getting a base line of how he was doing now so they would have something to chart.
He had been surprised when his restraints had been fully removed before starting. His first instinct was to attack his assailants and get to the cubs, but he quickly curbed that emotion. First off, drained as he was attacking someone even as inferior as Kurotsuchi was would be impossible. Second off, the punishment for doing so was not something he wanted to find out. He strongly suspected the cubs would face Kurotsuchi irritation with him, not himself.
So meekly and obediently he went trough the paces of a full, through, examination as his captor poked and prodded every inch of his body. Reflexes were measured, temperatures taken from several locations on his body, some of them rather uncomfortable. He was swabbed and scrapped, tapped and prodded. Lights were shun in every crevice and probes sent up several more. Through it all he grit his teeth and bore with it.
“Excellent! I did say good specimens get rewards, come,” Kurotsuchi declared at the end of the humiliating examination.
Without a word, he had followed, walking down several white corridors lined with keypad locked doors adorned with sliding windows at the top and bottom. They stopped before one door and Kurotuchi entered in the code on the pad, not even trying to hide the numbers.
It was an arrogance that almost broke his resolve to be obedient for the cubs, and he suspected that was exactly what Kurotsuchi had been trying to do. He literally had to bite his tongue to keep the sharp retorts back and he tasted his own blood as it dribbled into his mouth.
“Do try and get some rest, tomorrow is going to be a long, long day,” Kurotsuchi grinned at him in such a creepy manner that he felt a shiver run up his own spine, and he had dealt with creeps most of his life.
Any thought of Kurotsuchi, revenge, and creeps left his mind the moment he walked into what was clearly going to be his cell. Still locked away in the cage, Hijastro and her sister were curled together in a small nest of two blankets.
Completely ignoring his escort, he rushed to the cage but hesitated on opening it. The door to the room opening had awoken Hijastro, who started up at him in disbelief before giving a happy exclaimed “Mapa!” She did not, he was pleased to see, abandon the protective circle she had made around her younger sister in their little nest.
“Can I take them out?” he requested, without bothering to turn around.
He knew Kurotsuchi was still standing at the doorway, and not just because the open door with it’s occupant was reflected in Hijastro’s eyes, but because he could feel the hungry gaze boring into his back, as if trying to devour his soul.
“You may this time, but fail to return them when instructed and you will never see them again.”
He nodded his head to indicate his understanding and quickly opened the cage, reaching in to pull both cubs and their small nest of blankets out and into his arms. This woke the still sleeping cub and she let out a mew of delight as she spotted him. Laying one blanket down to help ward of the freezing floor, he pulled the two cubs against his stomach, pinning them between the padded wall and himself, and pulled the other blanket over them.
The cubs were warm and he envied them their fur. It took about half an hour, but eventually the blankets warmed into a semi warm nest. The cubs managed to sleep, their even breathing soothing to his frazzled nerves. Despite his own exhaustion, he found he could not follow them into slumber. There was no knowing when he would suddenly be ripped away from them, if this moment would be the last he ever saw of them. He tried to make his mind think of anything other than what could, and probably would the moment he slipped up, happen to the two little girls. Not even reciting the entire periodic table of elements, complete with their atomic weight and designations, helped calm him down.
When Kurotsuchi came for him in what he assumed was the morning, although it was impossible to tell time in the pitch black cell, he hadn’t slept a wink. It was with great reluctance he enticed the two cubs back into their cage, despite their protest. When the cubs were secured the door to the cell was open and he was instructed to come out.
It was hard to do, and he promised them he would be back, even though he didn’t know if that was true, and reminded them to obey the Shinigami. It calmed them down a little, but not too much. He was fed some sort of pudding type thing that was infused with Reiatsu. He reluctantly admitted it tasted better than the taffy stuff he’d made and briefly wondered what they were feeding the cubs.
Laying down on the freezing examination table when he was done, he found his wrist and ankles were once more restrained. This time Kurotsuchi did approach him with a tool he knew was going to hurt, and judging by the wide grin on his captors face, he had a feeling it was probably going to hurt more than was necessary. He just hoped the cubs were far enough away and the walls were insulated enough that they wouldn’t hear his cries and screams of pain.
Of course it was him, but how did he pull it off when he was with Shinji all night long? The answer will come eventually.
Raymy, just wait until you see who it is that finds them. It will make total logical sense. I agree that this probably won’t break Szayel. It will hurt, but he’s got the cubs to protect and he has his own scientific curiosity as well. Unlike with H’tsu (or Aizen in POV) where it was just plain torture for no other purpose than their sick desires to use and abuse him. With Kurotsuchi, even through the wall of pain, you know he’s still going to have the odd ‘that is interesting’ moments.
Thank you everyone for your wonderful reviews and for taking time out during the busy holiday season to drop a note. Slowly closing in on 1000 reviews, which would be a new record for me.
Next Chapter: um, well, it’s not written yet but I do know the first part is from Grimmjow’s point of view and is kind of sad.
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