The Real King | By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 48386 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13 |
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Blood Splatter
“Well, we shouldn’t be surprised that there are corridors that we didn’t know about,” Kisuke noted as he explored the concealed doorway Yylfordt had found thanks to a single strand of Karin’s hair that had been caught in the doorway when it had closed.
“This is taking too long,” Ichigo grunted, the young man shifting from foot to foot in agitation.
“Calm down Ichigo,” Kisuke sighed. “It would be foolish for us to run headlong into a trap.”
“I know,” Ichigo growled before taking a deep breath. “I know,” he repeated softer. “I am just worried about them. Ever second in that bastards hands….” he trailed off, not wanting to even voice aloud the atrocities that could have been committed against his sister already.
Oddly enough, he was actually not the worse one off. The one pacing back and forth in agitation and barely suppressed emotion was Yylfordt. It wasn’t helping him any either watching the blond Arrancar show such displeasure and knowing that the reason was because if it was anyone that understood what might be happening to Karin right now, it was Yylfordt. Other than Kisuke, the only other one on the scene who was oddly calm was Grimmjow. Well, maybe not calm, more like he was on full hunting mode. If he’d been in his resurreccion Ichigo had no doubt that Grimmjow’s tail would be madly twitching. There was a stillness to Grimmjow right now, just like a predator stalking its prey.
“The doorway looks secure. I do not believe that the hair was left as a means to lure us into a trap,” Kisuke announced as he stood up.
“Good,” Ichigo declared, marching determinedly down the secret passage, Yylfordt close behind him.
Kisuke let out a sigh and followed behind them with the stalking predator brining up the rear. The passageway was rather long and dusty. There were clear footprints in the dirt and what looked like at least one set of drag marks. Judging by the four strands of pink hair they found interspaced on the floor, it was Szayel that had been dragged. The trail abruptly ended at a crossing, one that reminded Ichigo of the room where he had split from his friends during their mission to rescue Orihime.
“Fuck,” Grimmjow growled as they stared at where the dust trail simply ended.
“Kisuke, can you tell which realm they went to?” Ichigo asked.
“I need some equipment, but I should be able to determine where the portal went. It’s going to take a little bit of time though,” Kisuke warned.
“How much time?” Grimmjow questioned.
“Several hours, longer if he took the time to scramble the energy signature. If he didn’t, I may be able to determine where the portal came out, possibly to the exact location” he announced cheerfully. “Let’s go back and get my equipment. I warn you, it’s heavy and I am going to need a lot of it. You all don’t mind helping me pack it right?” Kisuke asked innocently.
“How much equipment are we talking here?” Ichigo questioned suspiciously. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to rescue his pack mates, but rather that he knew Kisuke too well. His apprehension rose when Kisuke pulled out his fan to hide behind.
Perhaps he should thank the painted freak when they finally tracked the bastard down, just before turning him into a bloody pulp of course. Nothing was more sexier than his mate when he was hunting; his power barely contained and his reiatsu violently caressing everything around him. Fucking hell Ichigo was hot when he was determined. Maybe he would even kill Kurotsuchi quickly as a way to thank him for getting Ichigo all riled up like this, assuming Yylfordt didn’t beat him to it. The sooner they rescued the others, and made sure his up coming cub and pack mates were fine, the sooner he could drag Ichigo into their nest and they could fuck away all of the tension with hours of demanding, needy sex.
Of course he wanted to find the missing pack mates as well, after all Szayel was carrying his cub, but with one back in the nest just waiting to hatch, his instincts were less worried about the missing one and more concerned with making sure the current one had a fighting chance. True it was currently being guarded by several powerful allies, including Ichigo’s human friends, having dropped all living world obligations and rushed here as soon as they had found out what had happened, but it was still his cub and he was still not that accustom to relying on outsiders for help and nothing screamed outsider more than Shinigami. Only one percent, if that, of hollow cubs ever survived the few months, let alone reached adulthood. The fact this pack had so many thriving cubs had to be some sort of major record, and all of them looked like they were going to reach adulthood! If you don’t count the two H’tsu forced Szayel to miscarry, as the Arrancar wasn’t part of the pack at the time, they had a 100% success rate, and that was unheard of. No wonder so many of the surviving Arrancar where sniffing around their borders. A pack with such a high success rate was definitely worth trying to work your way into.
The cubs loved and adored Jushiro, and the same could be said in reverse for the white haired Taichou. While he may not trust the others as much, he did trust Jushiro and knew that if something bad were to happen, Jushiro would defend the cubs with his life. The fact the man also had a pack worth of siblings to care for, and did so, may have helped a bit as well. Anyone who could raise and care for that many cubs was damn near trustworthy. If Jushiro had been a hollow, he probably would have been a Natural Beta.
‘I wonder what would happen if two Natural Beta’s were to breed,’ he couldn’t help but to ponder, trying to imagine what kind of cubs Jushiro and Szayel would produce before shaking the thought away. He doubted Jushiro would be interested and the man had enough cubs to care for already. It was surprising Jushiro was even still here caring for their cubs when he had his own to raise, granted most of them were older and there was something about the man’s mother still being around.
Kisuke finally led them to the room where all of the equipment they would need to determine where the portal led was being stored. His eyes widened at the sight of it all, shortly before wondering why such equipment was already here. Perhaps Szayel and Kisuke had made it after the last time Kurotuschi had dared attack them.
“You have got to be shitting me?” Ichigo cursed, and he vocally agreed with his mate.
This was a hell of a lot of equipment, and it looked heavy as hell.
“Well, you do want to know where the portal leads don’t you?” Kisuke asked.
“Stop shitting around Kisuke, this is my sister we are talking about,” Ichigo snarled, grabbing the striped hat freak by the front of his clothing and pulling them face to face. “She is being held by the same bastard YOU let out in the first place. I only have an idea of the atrocities Kurotsuchi can commit, and that is enough to give me nightmares. Even H’tsu isn’t as twisted.”
“You don’t want to know,” Yylfrodt snarled, back to pacing in agitation now that they had stopped moving.
Kisuke adopted a serious expression on his face and gave a nod of his head.
“Yes, you are right,” Kisuke relented. “However, we do need this equipment if I am to determine where the portal leads.”
They eyed it doubtfully. It was going to take time to get this stuff back to where the portal was, and every delay gave Kurotsuchi that much more time to experiment on his captives.
“Don’t worry about this stuff, I know where the portal went,” a new voice entered the conversation.
Leaning against the doorframe with a wide smirk on her face was Yoruichi.
“So, who wants to break some stuff?” she asked with an even wider grin.
He couldn’t help but to match it and crack his knuckles. Yylfordt finally stopped pacing and sent the woman a look that promised a world of hurt for those she was about to lead them to. Busting the shit out of Shinigami, oh yeah, they lived for that kind of stuff. Judging by the look on Ichigo’s face, his mate was just as ready to shed some blood as well, and giving Ichigo’s rather passive nature, that was truly saying something.
The fact that Yoruichi brought them to Soul Society didn’t surprise anyone, what did surprise them was being met by a serious face Soi Fon as well as Shunsui. Ichigo was honestly not expecting that much help out of his Shinigami allies, and his first thought was that they were here to stop them, not help them. After all, he was knowingly bringing two completely free and armed Arrancar into their city. Shinigami and Hollows did not historically get along.
“Ichigo-kun,” Shunsui greeted him warmly. “I hope you don’t mind us tagging along, but it would seem that the 2nd division has discovered something rather displeasing. I’ll let Soi Fon tell you what she knows,” he nodded his head at his college.
Soi Fon looked a little put out about having to share her information with them, but she did grudgingly start talking.
“We have been investigating, for some time actually, the rumours that certain Noble Clans have been looking into using Hollows as guard dogs and foot soldiers. Of course, the Noble Clans are generally not a group of people you want to cross and, in all honesty, the Gotie 13 really doesn’t have much jurisdiction over them. However, we do have a vested interest in Hollows and their behaviour, so if any clans were looking into it, we have the right to investigate.
“Recently Akon, a member of the 12th division, sought console with the Soutaichou after Kurotsuchi went missing. The contents of that meeting are classified, but I have been informed I can tell you that Kurotsuchi has been trading his research for funding with several noble clans.”
“I don’t care about this shit. Do you know where Szayel and Karin are or not?” Grimmjow growled in annoyance, a growl Yylfordt mimicked.
Soi Fon sent him a look ok anger at being interrupted, but continued on after a moment.
“We believe they are being held at the estate of one of Kurotsuchi’s more predominate financial backers. Yourichi-sama managed to sneak in,” Soi Fon beamed happily at the woman leaning casually against a tree with her feet and arms crossed, “and managed to catch sight of several smaller Adjucus being used as guard dogs in the lower levels.”
Shunsui took over the briefing, calling their attention his way.
“The information is enough to warrant a raid. We were not going to involve you at all, but an Adjucus is not something anyone below a Fukutaichou should tangle with. However, if too many Taichou head out on a mission it’s going to raise alarm bells. There are a lot of innocent servants living and working here, so try to keep the collateral damage to a minimum. A small, but powerful, attack force should be sufficient to get in, subdue our targets, and secure the area for the rest of the 2nd division to come in and do their job.”
“Sounds simple enough,” Grimmjow snorted. “Assuming Kurosaki can keep a lid on his power,” he smirked at his mate.
“I am not the one who tends to endanger others with their attacks,” Ichigo snorted, recalling all too well Grimmjow’s lack of concern during their last true battle when one of the Arrancar’s attacks had gone straight towards Nel and Orihime.
Yylfordt remained silent, shifting his weight from foot to foot with one hand resting on the hilt of his Zanpakuto.
“You shouldn’t come across too much opposition,” Shunsui continued. “We will deal with the Nobles in question, we want you to try and find Szayel and Karin, if they are here. Finding them is key to this operation as it will prove this family was knowingly harbouring an Arrancar as well as conducting illegal experimentation. From our understanding, if its anyone that will find them, it‘s you two,” Shunsui nodded towards the two Arrancar.
“If we get close enough than yeah, Szayel’s scent will give him away, even if he is behind ten feet of concrete,” Grimmjow confirmed.
“We might catch traces of their reiatsu as well. Hollows are more sensitive to that kind of thing, we need to be to hunt our food,” Yylfordt added.
“Good. Yoruichi-san is going to go with you and lead you to where she last spotted the Adjucus. They are most likely being used to guard the more important facilities. Soi Fon and myself will be going after the head Nobles to secure them. Any questions?” Shunsui asked, giving them a serious look Ichigo had never seen on the laid back man’s face before.
None of them had questions. It was pretty simple. Find their pack mates, kill the Adjucus, don’t kill the staff if they could avoid it. Yoruichi switched into her feline form and leaped up onto Ichigo’s shoulder.
“This way. There is a break in the stone wall out back here. It’s small, but you should be able to wiggle through it,” she directed, indicating the direction with an outstretched paw.
They followed her direction in silence, moving from shadow to shadow as they made their way along the stone wall. It would have been childs play to jump it, but something along the rim tingled against their senses, some sort of trap or alarm, possibly a combination of the two.
Yourichi was right, the break they found in the wall was small, but with some wiggling, wriggling, and skin scrapping, they managed to make it into the Estate’s well manicured gardens. Yoruichi, now on her own four paws, led them carefully across the grounds and towards what looked like nothing more than a storage shed. In fact when they opened it they discovered it was even full of gardening tools that were clearly used regularly. Undeterred, Yoruichi led them to one of the panels and leaped up onto Grimmjow’s shoulder this time.
“That knot in the wood, press it,” she indicated.
One press later the wall pushed out and slid to the side, revealing a semi dark passageway that was barely wide enough for them to walk down. Ichigo felt the hair on the back of his neck rise, and continue to rise, as they made their way down the narrow stairwell. It didn’t stay that way for long and they came out into a sterile, large corridor that reminded him very much of a hospital, or a lab. Yylfrodt shivered and gave his head a shake before closing his eyes and seemingly went about meditating.
“Are there camera’s down here?” Ichigo asked concerned.
“Not that I have seen, at least, not in the corridors,” Yoruichi answered. “A lot of the technology here is very recently added, no doubt thanks to Kurotsuchi direct involvement with this project. I don’t think they have had the time to install them.”
“You mean, this place was already here?” Ichigo asked.
“Indeed. I think this family has been trying to tame hollows for a rather long while now. The facility is actually pretty secure and large areas are lined with reiatsu suppressors. I doubt such things will bother you,” she smirked at them.
Yeah, they had dealt with such devices before, and in all honesty, such devices were more of a hindrance to the ones they were meant to protect than themselves. Hollows were born to fight and Ichigo had so much practice fighting off street gangs that he had been forced to become a rather strong brawler, and brawling is exactly what they would be doing.
“She’s here,” Yylfordt suddenly spoke up, seemingly breaking out of his trance.
Ichigo stiffened, his hand gripping the hilt of Zangetsu sharply.
“What about Szayel?” he questioned.
“Hard to tell, but he is drained so it could be due to that as opposed to them hiding his reiatsu so there is not much to trace,” Yylfordt answered, drawing his own Zanpakuto and starting down the corridors.
“Why can he find her but you can’t?” Ichigo asked Grimmjow as they followed in Yylfordt’s wake with Yoruichi taking up the rear.
“I ain’t the one imprinting on her to try and get in her pants,” Grimmjow answered honestly, and perhaps a bit more bluntly than Ichigo liked.
He spluttered a bit at his mate’s answer while Yylfordt had the grace to look somewhat embarrassed, but he couldn’t deny the truth of it. Karin and Yylfordt had been spending a lot of time together, more than even he had been spending with his sister. Granted, she had been withdrawn and he had been giving her space.
“Sometimes the dame has to move the cubs due to danger. The ability to detect the mother, or Mapa, of your cubs is important in making sure they make it. Did you not find it odd that you can find Grimmjow easily enough despite your pathetic tracking skills?” H’tsu questioned.
He honestly hadn’t thought that much about it truthfully. He had always been able to find Rukia as well, but he had spent a lot of time with her and considered her one of his closest friends.
“What does this ‘imprinting’ entitle?” he questioned suspiciously.
He could have asked Grimmjow, but he loved his Mate and he was worried the answer might upset him enough to throttle his other half. Not something they should be doing right now, even if the makeup sex would totally be worth it.
“Cuddling, sharing space, rubbing each others reiatsu and scents together. Of course, fucking is the best way to go about doing it, but they ain’t doing that yet. Blonde values his existence after all. Any hollow would be able to tell that Karin is being courted by a fellow hollow, although they would be confused as to why the hell an Arrancar is courting something so much weaker when he could easily just toss her down and mount her. Courting is usually reserved for when a lower powered being approaches a higher level or when the two are near equal in strength and don‘t want to risk death in a confrontation.”
Will wonders never cease? H’tsu gave him a straight answer without the taunting. Maybe Zangetsu was finally getting through to him, or maybe having spent the last month bearing all of the weight of Grimmjow’s cub taught him some humility.
“Fuck off king,” H’tsu grunted in his mind.
Ichigo smirked, unable to hold it back before giving his head a small shake and returning his attention back to the task at hand.
It didn’t take too long before they finally meet other people, researchers he guessed based on the universal white lab coats they were wearing. Since they were still on the outskirts of any repression system, the four men were dead before they even realized they had come across intruders. There was, perhaps, a grim satisfaction to Yylfordt’s posture as he wiped his blade clean of their blood on their once pristine while lab coats. As much as Ichigo didn’t enjoy killing, they couldn’t afford to leave live bodies behind them that could sound the alarm. Besides, there was a good chance that these men have commit atrocities he was better off not thinking about.
“Can you guys detect anything yet?” he questioned as they continued to follow Yylfordts lead down the maze of corridors, dispatching those unfortunate enough to come across them.
“A few years ago I would have found my pet easily, but it’s been too long since you let me imprint him,” H’tsu answered with a huff.
“He’s not a pet,” Ichigo responded automatically. “And get over it already,” he added.
Grimmjow and Yylfordt suddenly came to a halt, Yoruichi presumably doing the same behind him. His ability at sensing reiatsu still sucked, but H’tsu perked up, and was even kind enough to inform him that they had caught the taste of a hollow’s reiatsu in the air, possibly even more.
The approached more cautiously now, and it was Yoruichi, in her cat form still, that took the lead and poked her head around the left side of the T junction in the corridor before glancing briefly right. When she slipped around the corner, the rest of them followed.
“Karin is the other way,” Yylfordt protested, hesitating at the T junction and clearly wanting to go the other way.
Ichigo hesitated as well at the news, but only briefly. His reiatsu sensing capabilities may suck, but there were times when it was spot on, and this was one of them. He could feel the vile taste of Kurotsuchi’s reiatsu ahead, the direction Yoruichi was trying to lead them.
“They will be safer in their cells,” Yoruichi said over her shoulder as she led them towards the door at the end of the corridor, by passing the ones that lined it.
It was from these doors the scent of hollow, drug and blood was coming from. He really didn’t want to know what was behind those doors. Even Zangetsu seemed a little leery and H’tsu was silent. However, it wasn’t that scent he had latched onto but rather a far more disgusting scent that came to his nose, followed by a voice that set the hairs on the back of his neck up.
Ichigo stormed into the lead, or at least, came even with Yylfordt as the Arrancar also picked up the scent of their prey and the sound of it’s voice. Together they kicked the door open, causing those in the room to whirl towards them in shock.
Ichigo was not often one to strike first, nor was he one to show no mercy. Today was different. Today, Zangetsu sliced through the stunned scientist’s flesh as if it was made of wet paper, the man not even having time to reach for his own blade to raise in defence. While Zangetsu’s blade slice down, nearly cutting the man in half, Yylfordt’s blade went in sideways, cutting through Kurotsuhi’s side and nearly meeting Zangetsu where his Zanpakuto finally stopped. Blood sprayed out as the heart pumped it last few pumps and sent it arching everywhere.
“Fuck me Ichigo, I didn’t think you…” Grimmjow never got the chance to finish for he as interrupted by a roar of rage.
Ichigo felt himself jerked out of his own sudden fury as Yylfordt pulled his blade free and slashed it back into the body with another furious scream. Backing off next to his mate, Ichigo could only watch in stunned shock as Yylfordt continued to scream incoherently and slash at the body, which was quickly turning into an unidentifiable mess of meat, bones, blood and organs. He had never, ever, seen anyone go so insane as the Arrancar was doing now.
Grimmjow just leaned against a wall and watched his former fraccion go insane over the slowly growing pile of mutilated body parts. The other man Yoruichi had apprehend the moment the door had opened, presumably one of the nobles by the quality of his clothing, was white faced and full of shock and terror as he watched the horrific spectacle. H’tsu snorted in his mind, making a humming noise of agreement as they watch Yylfordt work. Blood had coated most of Yylfordt by this point, as well as a decent amount of gore. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the Arrancar stopped, but his body was still trembling in emotion.
“Move it,” Yoruichi ordered sharply, yet quietly, as she gave her captive a shove.
The man didn’t argue, and damn near ran from the room with Yoruichi right behind him. Grimmjow gave a grunt, pushed off from the wall, and followed them out. Ichigo slowly walked towards Yylfordt, making sure that he was within the Arrancar’s vision so as not to startle him. It was only once he pulled up beside him that he realized Yylfordt was crying, silent tears streaming down the mans face and making a small, clean trail amongst the wall of red that coated him.
“Yylfordt?” he called softly.
Slowly, the blonde haired (although most of it was stained bright red right now) Arrancar turned to face him, tears still shinning in his eyes and his body trembling. Ichigo ignored the massacred pile of flesh on the floor, stepping over the larger chunks, and closed the last little distance between them. H’tsu was surprisingly soft spoken, directing his actions. Finally up close, he wrapped an arm around his target’s shoulder, gently pulling Yylfordt against him, but not tight enough to be restricting, just enough to be comforting.
The body against his continued to tremble as he led Yylfrodt away from the scene, right out of the room. He glanced back once, hardly able to believe what had just happened. He had mentally prepared himself to kill the bastard, he tended to avoid killing if he can avoid it but this was one time that death was warranted. He hadn’t hesitated in brining Zangetsu down the man’s centre, mindful of the information Ishida had shared with him, information he had learned from Nemu. He hadn’t expected Yylfordt to join him in the assault, nor freak out. In retrospect, he should have. Confronted with the man that had tortured and experimented on him, Yylfordt had lost it, going at his tormentor with all of the pent up aggression and hatred of any hollow. Perhaps, not all of it was for revenge for the crimes committed against him.
Grimmjow was ahead of them as they exited the room, already halfway down the corridor towards the other hallway that Yylfordt had claimed Karin was down. Yoruichi was securing her prisoner, moving him towards the T junction, no doubt to meet up with the rest of the 2nd division’s strike force.
Once out of the room, Yylfrodt started to calm down, his trembling ceasing as the Arrancar took deep, calming breaths and started to wipe the blood and gore from his face, using it as an excuse to wipe his tears away. Taking a last shuddering breath, Yylfordt pulled away from him, and Ichigo let him. No words were spoken, for what could he really say? Instead, they silently followed Grimmjow to the door that had to hold their missing pack mates.
Yoruichi had disappeared with her prisoner, there was no doubt now that this family was guilty. The moved past the doors that had the reiatsu of hollows coming from behind them, other prisoners no doubt. These felt like lower level hollows, possibly the Adjucus that Yoruichi had originally spotted. They would check on the hollows afterwards, but for now they were evidence of wilful wrong doing.
They finally reached the door that Yylfordt had first zero’s on to. Taking the lead, Ichigo forced the door open, ignoring the screeching of the alarm as he easily broke the lock. Stealth was no longer required at this point. Forcing the door open, leaving a chunk with the latch still attached to the wall, they entered the room. His eyes immediately went to the two figures curled up naked in their cells as the light from the hallway fell upon them.
Szayel stirred, looking their way with blurry golden eyes, his movements sluggish and his eyes not focusing. Karin didn’t stir at all, causing a clench of fear to twist in his gut as he raced towards the cage.
“She is just drugged,” Szayel spoke up, his voice slurred as he tried to sit up properly without much success. “And so am I,” he added with a displeased groan.
Ichigo felt some of the fear subside and pulled the top of his uniform off even while Yylfordt forced the door to her cage open. Ichigo gave his sister a quick examination, noting the small incision marks, before covering her up. She didn’t stir at all as they moved her. Once wrapped up, Yylfordt held her close, nuzzling her neck and whispering encouragements for her to wake up. Ichigo’s first instinct was to take her back, but he paused, noting that tears were once more trickling down the Arrancar’s face and that he was shaking. He decided it might be best to leave the two alone, besides, it would be best if one of them remained untangled so they could fend off anyone stupid enough to attack them. Grimmjow was supporting Szayel, the pink haired Arrancar barely able to stand thanks to the drugs pumping through him.
“What have they done to her?” Ichigo demanded.
“I don’t know, they have kept us both rather drugged,” Szayel answered honestly. “How long has it been?”
“Four days,” Grimmjow answered.
Szayel winced, but seemed content to just rest against Grimmjow’s side for now. Karin didn’t stir, so Yylfordt simply picked her up. Her skin was quickly covered in Kurotsuchi’s blood as it soaked through her borrowed clothing, but that was the least of their concerns. The first thing he wanted to do was to get them back home to the den, or failing that, at least to the 4th Division.
Leading the way out, they met no resistance and even passed several shinobi clad members of Soi Fon’s task force. The troops let them pass and even directed them towards where Soi Fon and Shunsui were overseeing the operation. It seemed the strike had gone well, but Shunsui did request they bring Szayel and Karin to the 4th for a full examination so Unohana could put a report together for the trial.
Through the entire small debriefing and than escort to the 4th (it was best to have guards just encase some hot head simply saw two hollows and stupidly attacked) Karin didn’t stir once, and that worried everyone by Szayel, who was too drugged himself to really do more than shamble along and mutter how bright it was. Hanataro meet them at the entrance to the 4th, word having gone ahead. They were led to where Unohana was waiting for them, and than encountered another problem.
It was easy enough to get Szayel onto a stretcher, in fact the former Espada passed right back out again once they finally got him prone, the long walk having sapped his strength. Yylfordt, on the other hand, was proving a bit more difficult. He was still clutching Karin to his chest, crooning softly and nuzzling at his neck.
“Yylfordt, you have to put her down so Unohana can tend to her,” Ichigo ordered for what felt like the hundredth time, and once again it seemed like Yylfordt couldn’t hear him. Ichigo let out a sigh and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
“Just leave him. Until he’s convinced she is fine the only way you will pry her from his fingers is if he’s dead,” Grimmjow grunted, sprawled out on a nearby chair where he was out of the way.
“You were just as clingy when we rescued Grimmjow,” H’tsu spoke up.
“Yylfordt-san, if you will at least set her down on the stretcher so we can examine her. You do not need to leave her side and you may continue to hold her hand,” Unohana smoothly interjected.
Yylfordt looked her way, and suddenly paled before setting Karin down in the stretcher, although he held her hand tightly and sat down beside her. Unohana had been the one to examine all of the Arrancar when they had first rescued them from Kurotsuchi, so there was a bit of trust there. That and Ichigo was damn certain that even the Sotaichou meekly crawled back into bed when she ordered it.
With Yylfordt more or less out of the way, Unohana finally began her examination, one he forced himself not to join in. He checked over Szayel instead. Other than the drugs and several other foreign substances in his body that Ichigo didn’t recognize, nothing had really been done to the pink haired Arrancar, no doubt because Kurotsuchi didn’t want to risk the pregnancy. Unohana, on the other hand, was taking a lot longer to examine Karin, and that was really starting to bother him.
Finally, after two heart wrenching hours, which Szayel blissfully slept through, Unohana took a step back. Yylfordt had calmed down in that time now that they were safe, standing beside the head of the stretcher and resting one blood soaked hand on Karin’s shoulder in silent support.
“Well?” Grimmjow grunted when it appeared the rest of them were too afraid to ask.
“Drugged, as you said Szayel-san had mentioned. It would seem as if he tried to have her impregnated several times, judging by the residue reiatsu traces I can sense, but they failed, no doubt because she is not in her estrous cycle.”
Yylfordt paled and Ichigo felt fresh rage flash through him, followed by fear.
“Was she….” he couldn’t finish the question.
“No,” Unohana answered firmly.
He felt as if a mountain had been lifted from his shoulder.
“He attempted artificial insemination, that’s what these small slices are for. In all other retrospect, she is still a virgin.”
“Told the idiot it wouldn’t work,” Szayel slurred, apparently having come to again. “How bad am I?” he asked.
“You are just drugged and injected with shit,” Ichigo answered honestly.
“S’good,” Szayel murmured, before rolling onto his side and curling up under the blankets, no doubt to get some more sleep.
“Other than being heavily drugged and injected with hollow reiatsu, which her body seems to be absorbing without too much difficulty, she is fine. Nothing a few days rest won’t cure. I know you are eager to get her home, but I would like to keep her here for observation for a few days, just to make sure there are no complications with the hollow DNA and reiatsu injections she had been giving. Forgive me Ichigo-san, but such areas are not ones you have studied.”
He really wanted to get her home, but Unohana was right. Give him broken bones or any other ‘human’ aliment and he could take care of it, unfortunately, not even the top universities in the world even knew about Reiatsu and hollows, let alone how to treat things pertaining to them.
“You are right,” he sighed. “How long should….”
Once again he never got to finish, only this time it was because Szayel had let out a soft cry of pain and was shivering under his blankets. Everyone, even Yylfordt, jumped and turned their attentions over towards the panting and shivering male.
“Szayel?” Ichigo asked concerned.
“I think I am about to lay,” Szayel whimpered.
This Chapter just would not write itself, and I am still not that pleased with it, but oh well, here it is. I see no sense in making you wait any longer for it, especially with that 5 week hiatus Kubo is going on. Loves to the two that took the time to review.
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