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GrimmNel - Days of Old
Las Noches, the home to all of the Arrancar, Espada and the dreaded Aizen; inside the large dome that created a day-time illusion, two people were battling...or in this case, one was being pummeled.
Nnoitra Jiruga, 8th Espada (At the time) was battling Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez (Currently not an Espada yet) and clearly, Nnoitra was winning by miles. Grimmjow had used his Ressureccion a while into the battle, transforming him into his panther-like form, whilst Nnoitra hadn't even thought of using his Ressureccion to seal the fight. Grimmjow charged once more with great speed and agility to attack the tall Arrancar, but said person blocked the incoming charge with his huge Zanpakuto and with it's almighty size, threw him back once again, and used the sharp end of his blade to carve a deep cut into Grimmjow's shoulder, greatly weakening him.
"Give up, you little worm. I'm tired of playing around with you!" Nnoitra commanded, clearly getting irritated with Grimmjow's need to win. Grimmjow stood once more, but still very weak.
"I'll never give up!" He said, trying to keep his cool. "If I beat you, I get to be an Espada! Think how much I could do with that title over you!" Nnoitra gave a sigh along with a "tsh".
"Fine then. I better make sure you die!" Nnoitra yelled, charging for the defenceless Grimmjow ready to use his Zanpakutou's curved blade to cause a great amount of damage to the cat-like Arrancar. He tried to move to dodge, but his legs were like jelly from the force of the last attack, and now Nnoitra was edges away in killing him. That was until a certain individual intervened. Said person blocked the incoming attack with the strong Hierro possessed and threw it back, causing Nnoitra to jump back to repel the force. Grimmjow looked to his savior: a tall woman with emerald green long hair, wore a long white Arrancar uniform, and possessed a beast's skull atop her forehead: Nelliel Tu Oderschvank. Grimmjow was amazed by this display - Nnoitra wasn't. "Damn you, bitch! Why'd you stop me killing this piece of garbage?"
"That is enough, Nnoitra." Nelliel spoke with her graceful voice. "If you use your eyes for a moment, you'd see this Arrancar has potential to be a high-ranking Espada, far beyond the reaches of number 8." Grimmjow widened his eyes at such an opinion. Nnoitra laughed shortly.
"Him be a high-ranking Espada? Don't talk shit! If I could wipe the sand with him, he wouldn't even last against any others! Do yourself a favour, Nelliel, and kill this runt here and now!" Nnoitra speeched. Nelliel gave a small glance to Grimmjow, to which he flinched, taking the possibility she may take Nnoitra up on the offer.
"I will not." Nelliel spoke. "Now go, before I tell Lord Aizen that you were killing a fellow Arrancar." Nnoitra gave a growl.
"That's the last time you'll interfere with my battles!" Nnoitra concluded and used his Sonido to swiftly move to a nearby tower, to get to his quarters. Nelliel turned to the weakened Grimmjow.
"Are you alright?" She asked tenderly. Grimmjow gave a 'hmph' and sealed his panther-form back into his sword, losing it's features, it's long hair and made him look more human, in addition to his broken mask on his cheek, taking the form of a jawbone.
"I didn't need your help." Grimmjow said stubbornly. "I could've beaten that scumbag up if I really wanted." He tried to pick himself up, but he was still too injured.
"Here, allow me to help." Nelliel said, not wanting to watch Grimmjow suffer more. She found the wounds embedded in his body, and did the unusual: began spitting on the wounds, and spread the spit all over the wound.
"Gyaaah! What the hell are you doing, woman!" Grimmjow yelled with anger. "You're gonna make the wounds worse!" But the opposite happened, the wounds were starting to heal slightly.
"It may be weak, but my spit..." Nelliel explained, but paused to spit on a wound on Grimmjow's leg. "Can heal minor injuries. What is your name?"
"Numero Doce, Grimmjow Jaegerjaques." Said Arrancar replied. "You're obviously an Espada, right?"
"Correct. Tercera Espada, Nelliel Tu Oderschvank." She replied.
"Third, huh? How'd you get to be an Espada when you're just a woman?" Grimmjow asked. Nel deliberately stabbed one of his wounds with her fingernail, which sent him growling in pain.
"Lord Aizen made me an Espada because of my strength and value to his forces..." Nel replied. "You on the other hand should be an Espada more than me."
"What makes you think I'm Espada-material?" Grimmjow said in spite. "Just like that spoony bastard said, I can't be an Espada if I can't even beat one."
"Then you must train and strive to be one of us." Nelliel said. "I cannot guarantee you will succeed, that depends on you." She stood up, as her towering figure blocked the sun from Grimmjow. "Your wounds are healed in order for you to stand. If you need anything, come to the seventh block, room 5, that's where I usually stay." And with that, she used a Sonido to leave the semi-healed Grimmjow. He caught her walking to a tower-door to which she gave one last wave and left.
"Nelliel Tu Oderschvank, huh?" Grimmjow muttered.
A day later, Nel lay in her bed to relax after the Espada meeting; she was alone, since her two Fracciones were elsewhere, but even so, she couldn't get the meeting with Grimmjow. She gave a little sigh in worry if the high-potential Arrancar will do something stupid to prove his worth. But just before she could get up, put her sandals on and find Grimmjow once more, a knock on her door sounded.
"Hmmm? Just a minute!" She called. She got up and headed for her door and opened it to reveal Grimmjow. She gave a little gasp in surprise at who was there. She was expecting Aizen, Gin, Tosen, Nnoitra or even her Fracciones; but Grimmjow being there was a rare surprise. "Grimmjow..."
"Nelliel, was it?" Grimmjow asked.
"Umm...I prefer Nel. Nelliel is what Espada and Lord Aizen calls me." She replied.
"Uh-huh..." Grimmjow said, not even caring. "I need you to train me." This hit Nel with a bit of force.
"Wh-What?" Nel replied with surprise.
"I said I want you to train me! I wanna go for an Espada rank, and I ain't getting anywhere fighting that clown of an Espada!" Grimmjow said trying to retain his pride. Nel calmed down a little inside.
"And why would you want the help of me?" Asked Nel, trying to act more professional at the situation.
"Because your a high-ranking Espada yourself!" Grimmjow growled. "Number 3's quite high up in the food chain round here. So will you train me or not?" Nel simply smiled at Grimmjow's rough behavior.
"Beg me to do it." Nel ordered. Grimmjow's eyebrows lowered in rage.
"What did you say...?" He asked in cold malice.
"You heard me. You want to be an Espada, right?" Nel said. "So, get on your knees and beg me to train you." Grimmjow couldn't believe what she asked of him. But he knew asking the first and second Espada would be fruitless, and this was the closest he's going to get with proper training. So, lowering himself down to Nel's lower half; he got on his knees and bent his head low.
"I beg of you, please train me..." He humbly mumbled. Nel gave a light giggle, making Grimmjow growl.
"Very well, I shall train you." She finished. Grimmjow grunted with surprise. "We will train once I have finished my duties with my Fracciones once every day; is that clear?"
"Y-Yes!" Grimmjow said in ecstacy.
"Good." She was about to close the door before Grimmjow stopped her.
"Thanks..." Grimmjow muttered, before allowing Nel to shut the door. Nel blushed, behind the red mark on her cheeks and relaxed again.
A week into Grimmjow's training, and the non-Espada was already tired out by Nel's great amount of training. The two were outside Las Noches, training under the cold glow of the moon in the deserts of Hueco Mundo. He was asked to fight Nel like if it were real, but just like Nnoitra, she didn't need to release her sword, use a Cero or even so much as dodge; every attack Grimmjow threw, Nel repelled it with her amazingly powerful sword swings.
"This woman..." Grimmjow growled in exhaustion.
"Come on, Grimmjow." Nel encouraged. "You don't expect me to make you an Espada if all you can do is lie around!"
"Espada this!" He fired a Cero at Nel, but she just used her hand to block it. Nel used a Sonido to surprise-attack Grimmjow.
"The only way to get stronger is to fight to your limit." Nel said, and attempted to punch Grimmjow, but he blocked with his sword, which cracked at the force. Grimmjow replied to this with a kick; it made contact on her side, but it didn't even harm the Espada woman. "Were you trying to kick me or were you pretending?" Grimmjow growled at Nel's taunt, but couldn't attack more since she flicked him away with her super strong Spiritual Pressure.
"Damn it..." Grimmjow growled weakly, bending over to relax his wounds. Nel bent to his level.
"You're still a long way. But I don't intend to stop, not until you are Espada or until you order me to quit." Nel said with a kind-filled voice. Nel stood up once more and sheathed her sword. "We will resume tomorrow. Make sure you rest your injuries." She went back to the back entrance of Las Noches where she too could rest her wound from Grimmjow's kick.
"It was stronger than I thought..." Nel whispered.
It wasn't until three months of long hard training for Grimmjow that he was starting to get the hang of Nel's fighting style, and beginning to get stronger and stronger everytime they fought. Grimmjow was getting so strong, Aizen had to move them further away to stop damaging the walls of Las Noches. One training session began and Grimmjow's superior speed and strength were beginning to corner Nel.
"You're mine!" Grimmjow yelled in victory. Quickly, Nel used Sonido to escape and sneak up behind Grimmjow. She was ready to stab him, but Grimmjow merely stopped it with his hand; his Hierro meant he took little damage. Grimmjow retaliated with a slash to Nel's cheek. Both backed away.
"You're doing good..." Nel praised.
"All thanks to your training, Nel." Grimmjow said, cracking his neck. "Surely Lord Aizen has to let me into the Espada sometime soon, right?"
"Perhaps. You aren't strong enough to fight the first. But I have confidence you can defeat an Espada such as Aaroniero." Nel spoke. Grimmjow growled.
"He's a weakling anyway." Grimmjow spoke. "I wanna be at the top of the Espada. An Espada that everyone will look up to and..." But before Grimmjow could finish his grand speech, Nel walked up to him and gave him a small peck on the cheek, which made him silent immediately.
"You will be one day, just try and not rush into it." Nel spoke gently. Grimmjow's face was of absolute surprise. Nel smiled and turned back to Las Noches. "I think we're done today."
"Y-Yeah..." Grimmjow whispered to himself, tranced by the kiss. The two walked back in silence. Until Grimmjow finally came to. "W-Why did you kiss me for anyway?" Nel giggled.
"You're sweet when you get all proud like that." Nel whispered softly, and to make matters worse, she done it again.
"S-Stop that!" Grimmjow barked with a huge blush. "You're just doing it to make me feel low, aren't you?"
"Then how about this." Nel spoke and kissed him on the lips for five seconds, enjoying every second of it, and separated to see the reaction of Grimmjow. His eyes were wide apart. "And just to let you know, I wasn't trying to make you feel low. I've just developed a massive amount of feelings for you."
"N-Nel..." Grimmjow uttered.
"Don't say a thing...I know you won't say or do anything that will make you forget your pride." Nel said.
"Tsh. What pride?" Grimmjow growled then gave a peck on the cheek to Nel and quietly walked on. "You coming?" Nel followed. And eventually, the two made it to Las Noches.
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