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Prize of Victory 2
By : NovaAlexandria
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A Long Trip North

The journey that had taken Diaemus four days of non-stop travel proved longer and more difficult than the scouting party expected. The rest of them lacked the boy�s impressive speed and their pace was limited to that of the slowest member of their team. In addition, they were following and charting a course on the map, as well as marking a trail for those following behind.

�I believe it is time to rest,� Ulquiorra commented, coming to a stop.

�We just rested,� Grimmjow growled in frustration and glared at his fellow Espada.

�That was early this morning.� Ulquiorra walked calmly up to him and spoke in a lower voice, not wanting the others to hear what he had to say. �Our Mates cannot keep this pace any longer and I do not wish to experience the fallout of leaving Orihime, or Karin for that matter, behind.�

Grimmjow blinked and looked back at the four other members of their troop. Hana leaned wearily against a tree, panting desperately for breath. Orihime looked haggard as she held onto her son�s back, the human woman lacking any method of traveling at faster speeds. Karin was also breathing heavily. His Mate wasn�t accustomed to such long, fast-paced trips while breathing in such cold air. While she could use Shunpo, she was incapable of matching his and Ulquiorra�s speeds. Her skills with that ability were just slightly above average, perhaps Fukutaichou level at the best. Diaemus appeared exhausted as well. Unohana and Orihime had done everything they could to heal the boy before their team had left and he was carrying the additional weight of his mother. The chill that surrounded them was strength sapping and if he could feel its bite, it probably also adversely affected the others.

Ulquiorra was right. The women and Diaemus needed some downtime.

�I understand your frustration, but rushing headlong into danger and arriving too tired to properly fight will do Ajuga no good. The Swarm has had plenty of time to set traps and they might have increased their patrols in anticipation of an attack or a rescue attempt. Diaemus�s escape will have put the Swarm�s leaders on alert.�

Grimmjow wanted to snap at the Fourth, to inform him that he had no fucking clue as to how he felt, but then, Ulquiorra didn�t know of Karin�s bloodlines, nor did he know what that meant for Ajuga. As worried as he was about Diaemus having fed from his daughter, his real fear was the one he shared with his mate: that the Swarm would put Ajuga on the Spirit King�s Throne. That would put his daughter and Karin in Aizen�s crosshairs and put a huge wrench in the rebellion he and Szayel were trying to knit together.

Unfortunately, Ulquiorra was also correct about their chances in their current condition. If they charged in, they risked endangering Karin, and he didn�t want a base full of Generals like the one that had taken his child getting their claws on his Mate. He didn�t trust leaving her behind either. He knew she would follow him anyway. Neither could they leave Orihime behind. They didn�t know what kind of shape Ajuga might be in and Orihime was the only one who could get his daughter mobile quickly. Finally, as much as he loathed admitting it, Hana was the only one who could read the damn map and adjust the calculations necessary to lead them to the Swarm�s lair. He hated relying on others, which only added to his frustration. What he really wanted to do was blow the place sky-high with as many Cero as he could manage, but that would have to wait.

He ran his fingers through his hair, knowing he had few options, and called out over his shoulder to the others.

�We make camp here. We move in six hours.�

�Thank Kami!� Hana exclaimed, falling onto her back into the thick pine needles that covered the forest floor, drawing her forearm over her eyes and panting. Her breath made a series of white clouds in the frigid air. �How the hell did you do this in four days?�

The girl tossed the question at Diaemus as Orihime slid from his back and landed on shaky legs.

Diaemus didn�t bother to answer, for the question had been rhetorical. If it was anyone who understood how he had managed it, it would be Hana.

Orihime and Karin dug into the packs, bringing out food and setting up the tarps to cover them. Needing to burn some energy before he accidentally snapped at someone, and knowing that Ulquiorra would guard the women with his life, Grimmjow tested the air and started looking for something with real flavour to eat, preferably a boar.

Unfortunately, game was still a little slim this far north and winter hadn�t quite loosened its hold on the land yet. The best he could do was to chase down two rabbits and a scrawny, wild chicken. Those were hardly worth bringing back, but he did so anyway. When he tried to hand them over to Karin, she just looked at them with a raised eyebrow and crossed her arms.

�You caught them, you clean them,� she stated when he continued to stand there with the game held before him. �Did you honestly think anything was going to have changed since the last trip?� she asked.

�Well, a few things,� he replied and pushed his luck by leering at her openly.

�Men,� she groaned and narrowed her eyes. �Go deal with those. I�ll add the meat to the soup.�

Shrugging, he moved to the edge of camp and had them skinned, plucked and gutted in no time. Thankfully, the second time he presented them to her, she took the carcasses, scraped what meat there was from the bones and added it to the pot of miso soup she was making for dinner. Boiling it that way would make the meat edible, but not particularly easy to chew. Still, it was a hot meal and he didn�t think anyone in the scouting party would turn that down.

Orihime and Hana lay beneath the tarp coverings, fast asleep beneath their cloaks and a quick scan of the area for reiatsu told him that Ulquiorra and his son were patrolling the perimeter. Letting out a sigh, he turned back to his mate and realized her face, bent over the soup pot, was wet. He watched a thin, wet drop of saltwater make its way from the corner of her eye to her jawline. He could count the number of times he�d seen her cry in the last fifteen years on one hand and he stared at her in disbelief.

�Karin?� he asked hesitantly.

�It�s just from the smoke,� she lied and hastily wiped the tears away.

Now that he had calmed down, he could feel the emotional turmoil racing through his mate, and it bothered him. He was supposed to care for her, keep her in good health so that she could provide him more offspring to continue his line. In her current state, sex was completely out of the question and given the circumstances, he couldn�t blame her for not wanting to breed. He couldn�t even protect one cub. Why would she feel inclined to grant him more?

�Not animals anymore,� he reminded himself and growled at the urge to whine until it disappeared. �This is no one�s fault and we are going to get Ajuga back, rip the Swarm into so many little pieces there will be nothing left for the crows to scavenge, and then I am going to bring Karin home and have celebration sex until neither one of us are capable of moving,� he promised himself. �We�re then going to tear Aizen limb from limb, and if I am lucky, in a few months� time, her belly will be round with my cub.�

Grimmjow plopped down next to her and put one arm around her shoulders. If he couldn�t do anything about Ajuga at that moment, he could at least remind her that he was here. She stiffened, until she realized he wasn�t moving in for a grope. Letting the ladle rest against the side of the collapsible kettle, she leaned into him, though she stayed quiet, staring at the fire crackling beneath the bubbling soup pot. It was a luxury she�d insisted on bringing, in part because of the hunger she�d suffered on their last excursion and because she, Hana and Orihime didn�t have digestive systems capable of handling raw meat.

They stayed like that until they heard the sound of a pair of black, leathery wings beating overhead. The rush of cold air and pine needles brought his attention to Diaemus as the boy returned from his scouting flight.

�I believe we are on track,� he reported to Hana, who sat up groggily and brushed off the light debris that Diaemus�s landing scattered over her cloak and in her hair. �There are no signs of any aerial or land patrols either.�

�I figured as much,� she yawned and reached for her map. Rolling it out, she put an �X� on it, to indicate their current location. They would leave a horizontal, white mark, the symbol of the 1^st Division, in wax laced with titanium on the south-facing bark of a nearby tree, to indicate to the larger group that followed that the area was safe. If Szayel and Nemu were adjusting their own copy of the map properly, Aizen�s group would run across it in another day, two at the latest if there had been a hold up. Knowing Aizen, any delays would be minimal in number and short.

The teenager nodded with satisfaction, folded her map and tucked it away in one of their packs. �At this rate we should get there tomorrow night or early in the morning on the day after.�

�The Swarm isn�t really active in the morning. We should push on after a short rest and try to get there tomorrow night. We can move in at first light,� Karin declared before biting her lip. Then she looked up at her mate. �How much faster do you think we could travel if you were to carry me, Diaemus-kun carried Hana-chan and Ulquiorra carried Orihime?� she asked.

Grimmjow paused to consider that option.

�Much faster than this. Maybe even faster if we enter our Resurreccións, but it�s going to require a tremendous expenditure of reiatsu,� he confessed.

Staying in one�s Resurrección wasn�t a good use of one�s energy, as it required far more of one�s reiatsu to maintain the form and use its abilities. That, and the fact that they were traveling with those who did not possess such advanced abilities, was the reason he and Ulquiorra had remained in their sealed states. However, if they limited themselves to one day of travel in their Resurrección forms, the ground they would cover might make the price they�d pay worth it, especially if they could rest for a full eight hours afterwards. It would mean the girls would have to stand guard duty during the night, but with Karin�s sight, Grimmjow knew she�d be a much better �watch dog� than either he or Ulquiorra. Her ability to �see� reiatsu wasn�t dependent on the time of day.

�That idea is sound,� Ulquiorra agreed, walking out of the woods to join them at just the right time to impart some drama to his return.

�Bet he was eavesdropping and waiting for the chance to make an entrance,� Grimmjow grumbled inwardly.

�I trust whatever held your interest over there is no longer fascinating?� Karin asked. She raised one eyebrow to emphasize the fact she knew he�d been listening. Ulquiorra didn�t answer, but he did shift from one foot to another, much as a child might do when caught doing something improper or worthy of a scolding.

�Fuck me, I was right!�

Grimmjow laughed aloud, the raucous sound earning him a sharp glare from the other Espada. �Well, you heard the woman!� he guffawed and gestured towards the pot. �Let�s eat and rest up so we can travel at top speed tomorrow.�

They settled into their meal and went to bed early with Hana and Diaemus taking the first turn on sentry duty. The young hybrid boy would easily keep up to them without burning the energy his father and he would have to expend. He crawled into the small tent he shared with Karin. His mate had already tucked herself into their sleeping bag and from the slight movement of the fabric he could tell she was shivering. There was still a large amount of snow left on the ground this far north, and it was only going to get worse the further they traveled. The Kido-powered heater they had brought with them hadn�t had time to warm up the small space yet.

That was fine with him. He had a better plan for heating up the tent in mind.

Removing his uniform, Grimmjow crawled in next to Karin. He spooned up behind her and nuzzled her neck while his hand sought out her bare breasts. Finding one, he gave it several gentle squeezes and let his tongue trace the shell of her ear.

�You�re insatiable,� she sighed.

�Only for you,� he purred, letting the hand that had been squeezing her breast trail southwards towards a more interesting part of her anatomy.

�Do you really think this is an appropriate time to be doing something like this? These tent walls are not soundproof,� she griped at him. Grimmjow pinched her nipple and tugged her closer.

�Shh! Listen,� he whispered.

Both of them stilled their breathing, and after a moment, they heard the sound of Orihime panting loudly. Karin blushed and shook her head before muttering something he didn�t catch. He leaned down and moved his lips close to her ear, trying to keep the whine out of his next words.

�C�mon, it�s been ages since I last got any, and I won�t have the strength tomorrow night. Who knows what shit is going to go down when we hit the Swarm�s base?�

He knew Karin was a tough-ass bitch, but they were about to storm the Swarm�s headquarters, the heart of their stronghold in this Realm. She had sustained injuries in battles before, and she might do so again if they were unlucky. He loved his mate, but he was not going to go another several weeks without sex. The last two weeks of abstinence was enough. He never wanted to go that long without a romp again.

Grimmjow put a bit more pressure into his nuzzling and let his deft fingers tease her nub, working her into arousal. As much as he wanted it, to feel her heated, moist core gripping him, he also paid attention to the emotions he got from her via their Claim, as well as trying to read her body language by feel alone in the darkness of the tent. He wasn�t going to push or force her if she really didn�t want to have sex right now. Maybe he could convince her to partake in some oral pleasure, or at the very least, a hand job.

Sighing softly, Karin finally relaxed in his grip and began to grind her rear against his quickly awaking arousal. There was the bitch he loved, and he growled his approval as she rocked against him, stimulating his cock.

Time, unfortunately, wasn�t really a luxury they had right now, for he was damn well going to need his rest if he was going to be going all out tomorrow. She shifted onto her back and he wasted no time mounting her, settling between her legs and finding her entrance. One of the upsides of having gone sexless for a while was that she was extra tight for him, and he couldn�t hold back the loud moan that escaped him as he entered her. Once settled inside, he paused to kiss her deeply before he started to ride her at a fast and desperate pace, one she tried to match as she thrust her hips up to meet his. It didn�t take long for the little tent to heat up as they ground their bodies together.

The muffled sound of Orihime crying out in release jerked him out of his bliss, and with a wicked grin, he adjusted his angle and thrust into Karin with more desperation than anything he had ever felt. Her weak moans of pleasure turned into loud gasps before she let out a loud howl, her walls clamping tightly around him. He let out a howl of his own as she milked him, his body quaking in release.

�For fuck�s sake! That is so gross!� Hana shouted in outrage from somewhere outside.

�Language!� Karin shouted out, even as her blissful rapture turned into mortification and her eyes darted towards the thin walls of the small tent.

�At least you didn�t have to listen to your mother,� Diaemus lamented, just loudly enough for Grimmjow to hear him over the crackle of the campfire.

They heard an embarrassed-sounding squeak come from the other tent and Grimmjow couldn�t help but roar in laughter, pulling away from Karin as he did so in an effort to spare her ears.

�That�s life! You�ll be doing it soon enough, if the two of you aren�t already,� Grimmjow shouted back to Hana. Then he had to scramble away before Karin sat up and slapped him. The look on her face promised a world of hurt for what he�d just said and he decided it might be prudent to put some distance between himself and his mate.

Hana sputtered, �That�s just so wrong!� the words mingling perfectly with Diaemus�s �Never in a thousand years!�

�Grimmjow�� he heard Ulquiorra threaten. There was just enough menace in the Fourth�s voice to indicate the other Espada wasn�t particularly thrilled with Grimmjow�s observations either.

That caused him to laugh some more and he couldn�t help but to peek out the tent flap to see Hana sitting next to the campfire, her beet-red face buried in her hands and a look of disgust plastered squarely on Diaemus�s features. Honestly, what was Ulquiorra teaching that boy, or more accurately, NOT teaching him, Grimmjow wondered. At his age, Diaemus should already be scouting out potential mates. Then again, as Ajuga had pointed out to him once, his options were limited if he was looking for an Arrancar female or an un-Claimed Shinigami with any decent amount of reiatsu to her name. The Arrancar had Claimed most of the latter during the War�s aftermath and Grimmjow wouldn�t wish any of Harribel�s girls on the boy.

Somehow they managed to get to sleep, and Karin even let him spoon up against her again, probably because she desired the warmth of his body over having forgiven him for being so crass with the kids.

�Kids� no, they�re not really children any longer, are they?� he sighed to himself, closing his eyes and letting his mind drift.

All three were old enough to start thinking about breeding soon, and the thought both terrified and delighted him. How many Hollows could claim to have a cub, let alone grand-cubs? He had never heard of a Hollow ever being fortunate enough to live long enough to meet their grand-cubs. Yet, if he and Karin could get their daughter back safety, grand-cubs were a very real possibility. Aizen had involved his Espada in any number of fucked-up things and in Grimmjow�s mind, his creator had stepped over one too many lines in the last few years and deserved to be put down. Still, he�d delivered on a few of the things he�d promised them when they�d taken this Realm for their own. Most Hollows could only dream about having mates, cubs and the kind of comfortable living the Arrancar enjoyed here.

Nevertheless, that wouldn�t save Aizen when the time came to end the threat he posed to Karin, Ajuga and the girl currently on watch.

His dreams that night resolved around Karin, her body aglow in the aftermaths of sex and her belly swollen with his cub. When he woke up several hours later, he had a large problem between his legs as a result. He was to relieve Ulquiorra and Orihime for the third watch. Thankfully, the �problem� was one he managed to get Karin coherent enough to help him deal with, even if it was only with her deft fingers, especially when she did that reiatsu manipulation thing that left his body positively humming. She was just evil enough to do it too, or perhaps she�d forgiven him for being mouthy the previous night. Either way, he was wide-awake and grinning madly when he left the tent.

By the time Grimmjow got back from his patrol, the dark sky had begun to turn pink to the east and Hana and Orihime had cleaned up the camp. Karin was just hoisting her bag onto her back. She probably saw him coming and was just as eager as he was to get to the suspected Swarm base. Ulquiorra and Diaemus were busy conferring with one another in between taking bites of the dry rations that would have to sustain them for what would be a long, gruelling day. As much as he hated the things, practicality won out over his taste buds and he took the packet of �food� from Karin�s outstretched hand.

�We stop only when you three can�t move another inch, or until we reach our destination,� Karin declared, while Hana pulled a small bag from one of her hakama�s pockets and pulled out a thick, white piece of wax. Picking out the larges tree on the edge of the clearing, she reached up and drew it across the rough bark several times, until there was no mistaking the number. Then she carefully tucked it away. With any luck, she would only have to use it one more time.

�We will arrive at our destination first, provided we stay on course,� Ulquiorra assured her, drawing his Zanpakuto as he did so.

�Diaemus and I will be in the lead. He should recognize most of the landmarks, but in case he can�t, I should be able to keep us on track with the map,� Hana piped up, jumping onto Diaemus� back as he crouched down for her. Grimmjow�s fingers moved to Pantera�s hilt, ready to access the full extent of his strength.

With black and blue waves of power, he and Ulquiorra also entered their respective Resurreccións. Once the dust had settled and imitating Diaemus, both Espada crouched down so their mates could clamber onto their backs. Karin, already an old hat at this thanks to luring Mushi back to town, settled in quickly and comfortably. Orihime took a moment more, trying to find a comfortable position that didn�t interfere with Ulquiorra�s wings. Hana, being smaller, slimmer and far less busty, managed to settle both her person and the pack she carried on Diaemus�s back quickly.

It was tempting to give his mouth free rein and say something snarky to the two youngest members of the search party, but with his mate pressed up against him, he didn�t dare. In fact, his ears flattened against the side of his head thinking about how she would probably punish him by wrenching them. She�d done it before, dragged him down the hall by his ear when he had said something she didn�t like. He let her get away with it because make-up sex usually followed, and he would never jeopardize any possibility of a round between the sheets with her.

�I am so fucking whipped,� he couldn�t help to think, half-ashamed and half-amused. �If Kurosaki could see me now, the bastard would probably laugh his ass off instead of trying to kill me.�

Grimmjow paused and then went over that thought again.

�Okay, maybe he�d want to kill me first and then he�d laugh his ass off,� he amended.

As planned, they launched into the fastest Sonido they could manage for an extended period. Orihime and Hana both let out yelps of surprise and the former almost pulled her mate off-balance and into a tree as she instinctively strangled him and jerked her weight to the side. In contrast, Karin pressed her body close to his and tried to tuck her cloak around her midsection and legs, to prevent the wind from dragging on them as much as possible. Grimmjow sent a prayer of gratitude out to whoever might be listening that he didn�t have to contend with wings. After several minutes of floundering, Ulquiorra and Orihime finally seemed to find a setup that worked for them. Then they were off, speeding northward and leaving waves of air that caused the treetops below them to bow in their wakes, as if the pines were acknowledging the superiority of the beings moving through the sky above them.

�Do I get a reward for not mocking the shit out of them?� he asked Karin with a grin.

�You shouldn�t need a reward for not acting like a jerk,� she admonished, her lips close to his twitching ear so that he could hear her over the rushing of the air around them.

He frowned and seriously contemplated goading his fellow Espada about his incompetence in carrying his mate, when he felt a pleasurable tingle race over his body. He almost stumbled on his next step and shot a glance over his shoulder to his smug-looking Mate. He returned it after a moment or two, understanding the concept of �carrot and stick� when he saw it. Screw it, he decided, he could indulge in taunting after they rescued his daughter and after laying down a major ass-kicking upon the Swarm. If Grimmjow had his way, there would be nothing for Aizen and the strike party to do but mop up after he was done with the bugs and with the General that had dared to lay a hand upon his child.

Hugs to all who reviewed.

Kain: nope. Yours are indeed passionate, but its clear you have actually READ what was written and don�t just slam down drivel that has nothing to do with the story. I honestly am pleased my work inspires such emotion in my readers and that they have become so invested in the story.

Rawthorne: Wow, what a way to really confuse up the meaning of a word. No wonder the English language is screwed up, lol.

Next Chapter: We switch to the other group heading North, and Renji finds they have an unusual stalker.
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Prize of Victory 2