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The Real King	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 48386 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Recovery

Szayel groaned and curled up on the stretcher, eyes darting about the room in a blurry, almost incomprehensive state. The drugs Kurotsuchi, now the late Kurotsuchi, had pumped into him were messing with his perceptions, and that was resulting in a roller coaster ride of emotions. One second Szayel seemed to be with them and would relax ready to lay. The next, something would set him off and he would be convinced he was still back in that dog cage of a cell surrounded by enemies. The later resulted in him hissing at them and trying to stop the act of laying, to prevent his offspring being born in a hostile environment. It was wearing on his already weakened strength.

�Szayel, stop it, you are safe,� Grimmjow ordered sharply after twenty minutes of this. �Now just lay my damn cub and get it over with already so we can see it.�

Szayel shivered, but the sharp order from his Alpha had his Instincts desperate to obey (something H�tsu was all to pleased to take credit for) and he finally uncurled and let the laying finish, the egg plopping out onto the cot. Grimmjow easily caught it before it could roll off. Panting in exhaustion, Szayel lay down beside it and hugged it protectively to him, his entire body trembling in exhaustion.

Unohana moved in now, once more checking over Szayel�s statistics and letting out a soft sigh at the end. Unable to fight the drugs any longer, Szayel was completely comatose and didn�t even respond as he was examined.

�He is weak, but I have no doubt he will recover once we get some food into him and the last of the drugs cleared out of his system. I will need to speak to Akon-san about how long that should take, and if there is not something we can give him, and Karin-san, that will speed up the process.�

�What ever happened to Nemu? We didn�t see her at the facility,� Ichigo asked curiously once they had Szayel tucked back in comfortably with the egg clutched to his side.

�She was confined when Kurotsuchi went rogue. Now that he is dead, they will find the time to look more closely at her case and determine what is to be done with her,� Unohana answered honestly. �The entire 12^th division is under scrutiny right now, but I don�t think they will be held accountable for their Taichou�s traitorous actions any more than the 3^rd, 5^th and 9^th were,� she assured him.

�That�s a relief,� Ichigo sighed, before once more turning his attention towards his sister.

Karin hadn�t stirred at all during the commotion, remaining limp against Yylfrodt�s chest, where the Arrancar had dragged her the moment Szayel had captured everyone�s attention.

It would seem that this long day was not over yet. Yylfordt was still rather blood splattered, and so was Karin, thanks to the proximity of the two. Getting the blood off of both of them would go a long way to calming everyone down. How the hell was he going to get them separated without the liberal use of a crowbar?

�You�re the pack Alpha idiot. Just firmly order him to drop her and clean himself up. Being clean is very important since you don�t want the scent to linger and attract others,� H�tsu pointed out in a tone of voice that implied he was an idiot. However, before Ichigo could follow H�tsu�s advice on how to get Yylfordt to give up Karin, Grimmjow beat him to it.

�You, let her go and clean your punk ass self up,� Grimmjow ordered.

For a moment it looked like Yylfrodt was going to protest, so Ichigo moved in to stand right before the Arancar, drawing his attention.

�Set my sister down and do as ordered,� he commanded sternly, before letting his expression soften just a little. �You reek of blood that can be smelt for miles. Everything will feel better once the blood is gone,� he added.

Yylfordt finally looked down at his own blood soaked clothing and body. Nodding reluctantly, he finally let Karin go and moved over to the small attached bathroom to shower. Ichigo finally had a chance to see to his sister, removing his blood stained top from her. Grimmjow poked his head into the hallway and barked at one of the shinigami on duty to bring them some hot water and a cloth. A nervous, yet determined, Hanataro delivered the lemon scented water.

�Thanks, Hanataro,� Ichigo thanked the young man.

�No, problem Ichigo-san. Is she going to be okay?� he asked nervously.

�I think so,� Ichigo smiled, but it felt strained.

He proceeded to wipe the blood that had contaminated her skin off with the cloth and the hot, lemon scented water Hanataro delivered. It didn�t take long to clean her up and he pulled a fresh, white yukuta over her, once again provided but Hanataro. Hanataro changed the soiled sheets while he was dressing Karin, and bowed his way out with the red tainted cloth. Including the clothing he stole when no one was watching.

Once she was settled back into the bed, Ichigo felt most of his tension ease away, and another chunk of it left when Yylfordt emerged from the bathroom, almost a full hour after he had went in, with a towel wrapped around his waist and sans any sight of blood or gore. He left a trail of water behind him as his yellow hair, darkened with water, dripped liberally. Both Alpha�s could see the tension just drain as Yylfordt caught sight of Karin, free of any blood herself and resting comfortably on her cot with fresh blankets. If one didn�t know better, they would assume she was simply sleeping peacefully.

Hanataro ducked hesitantly back in with new clothing for them to wear and left it by the door before bowing back out. With things calmed down, Ichigo took the time to take a shower as well, getting the blood off of himself and letting the hot water wash most of the last bit of tension away. He felt a million times better, and a million times more exhausted from the emotional rollercoaster they had ridden over the last four days, as he emerged from the bathroom in fresh clothing.

�There must be some form of irony here that the only one who didn�t get any blood on himself is Grimmjow, the most bloodthirsty of us all,� he mused.

He wasn�t that surprised to see Yylfordt, also dressed in a simple white hospital gown as that seemed to be the only spare clothing around, once more curled up beside Karin on her cot, her body pulled against him. They both appeared to be sleeping. The big brother part of him wanted to force them apart and give Yylfrodt the beating of a lifetime, but the Pack Alpha part of him was pleased that the Arrancar was properly caring for the one he has set his sight on making his Beta. In truth, he was just too damn exhausted to care that much and he found himself collapsing into a nearby chair and dozing off before he even realized it.

Well, he had to give it to Kurosaki that he hadn�t flown off of the deep end when he emerged from the shower to see the young couple curled together on Karin�s cot. He was content to sit next to Szayel�s cot, one hand resting on the egg that contained his second heading-for-the-homestretch-to-hatch offspring. He really wanted to get back to the den now, but he understood the reasons why they should remain here, at least for a day or two more. Still, the burning desire to have all of his cubs and pack safe and sound was a hard instinct to curb. Sometimes having such a vocal instinct could be a pain, especially when he rationally knew what was the smarter thing to do.

The room was silent, except for the sound of breathing, as Ichigo slipped into slumber as well; a light doze that would quickly be broken should someone come in. This left him on guard duty, but he didn�t mind. With no one watching he could let his guard down a little and gaze in wonder at the newest addition to their pack, even if it was only an egg right now. It made him long for the egg back at the den. He wanted to see the two side by side; half siblings that would grow up with the others.

Briefly, he wondered if any other hollow had ever been so lucky to have so many offspring, and have them survive. Vasto Lorde might come close as few dared to mess with them and any cubs they had would be safe, but if that was the case there would probably be more of them around. Of course, Adjucus on the cusp of evolution would probable find a Vasto Lorde�s cub a very fitting meal, so perhaps even they faced the danger of being consumed. No doubt a Vasto Lorde was just as weakened as he had become with cub, so there is a chance that an impregnated one would also find itself as a snack to those it once never feared.

Hanataro poked his head in the room a few times while the others rested, clearly checking if they needed something, but a simple look from him sent the boy ducking out again. Still, he had to give it to the runt. The boy had guts even looking into a room containing two powerful Arrancar that could snuff him out of existence before he even saw them move. It was getting later in the day, the sun low in the West, when Unohana returned with some strange, horned Shinigami, who wisely choose to wait by the door as she entered.

Ichigo jerked awake, followed quickly by Yylfordt. If Unohana thought anything of Karin�s bed mate, she made no comment on it. In fact, he swore he caught the barest tip of her lips in a smile.

�Has she stirred yet?� Unohana asked softly, mindful of the still slumbering Szayel.

�No,� Grimmjow answered, having been the only one coherent the entire time.

�I have asked Akon-san here to see to the drugs in their systems. I believe he may have an antidote to them. May he be permitted to see them?� she asked.

Yylfrodt let out a growl and pulled Karin closer to him, glaring hatefully and very distrustfully at the horned Shinigami. In fact, now that Grimmjow thought about it, Yylfrodt hadn�t stopped glaring at Akon since the man had come into the Arrancar�s sight. Szayel finally stirred a little as the mounting tension in the room rose and his instincts alerted him to danger.

� �sa up?� Szayel slurred, eyes unfocused and clearly dazed.

�Akon has the antidote to the drugs Kurotsuchi pumped into you, and wants to administer it,� Ichigo answered, although most of his attention was on the Arrancar almost acting like a trapped dog.

� �out �ime,� Szayel slurred, trying to sit up without much success.

Grimmjow moved the egg to a safer spot and helped the Beta move more comfortably onto his back, pulling an arm out from under the blankets. Taking that as permission, Akon approached and pulled a needle out of his robes. Things got a little unpleasant at that point. He had almost forgotten how badly Yylfordt reacted to things like needles, and only Ichigo�s quick reflexes caught the Arrancar before he could make a dash for the exit with Karin cradled against his chest and a feral snarl on his lips. Unohana was also quick to respond, easily catching the Arrancar by the shoulder and holding him still with her commanding presence alone. The speed at which she moved suggested she had been anticipating such a reaction.

Szayel ignored the whole thing and let out a sigh of relief as the needle slid into his arm and injected the orange contents. It was certainly some quick acting stuff, or perhaps the scientist own natural defences gave the drug a boost, because those golden eyes seemed to clear damn near instantly and Szayel let out another, more firm sigh of relief.

�About time. Worthless, former piece of crap, poor excuse of a scientist. A lab rat would make a more efficient serum than that shit,� he growled.

Akon quickly shun a light in either golden eye, which Szayel impatiently put up with, before giving a nod of his head and turning back to the stand off occurring on the other side of the room.

Yylfordt still had Karin clutched to him with Unohana resting one hand on his shoulder and Ichigo with his arm out to stop him. Even stilled, Yylforst only had eyes for Akon, a look of hate mingled with a touch of fear as his eyes kept sliding to the needles and his sword hand kept twitching towards his Zanpakuto. In fact, if he hadn�t been cradling Karin to his chest he probably would have drawn Del Toro by now. There was recognition there, and that was when it dawned on him. Yylfordt had met Akon before, no doubt while being held and experimented on before they had rescued him. While Akon clearly didn�t have the power levels that they did, the ingrained fear was still there, a reminder of a time when he had been held helpless and at other�s lack of mercy.

�I think it would be best if I leave,� Akon noted, handing the other needle over to Szayel, who took it with firm hands and nod of his head.

�I believe that would be a good idea,� Unohana agreed.

Akon left, moving in a wide arc around the standoff. Some of the tension left the room as the door slid shut behind the retreating shinigami.

�Yylfordt-san, well you kindly place Karin-san back on her cot please?� Unohana asked politely.

For a moment it looked like the Arrancar was about to protest, but pointed glares from the Alpha Pair had him obeying, even if he was stiff postured about it. Szayel handed the needle off to Ichigo before turning his, now coherent, attention towards his new egg and impending offspring, damn near cooing over the thing and muttering about needing paper and a pen. Grimmjow ignored him for now.

Yylfordt still stiffened when Ichigo approached with the needle, and Grimmjow moved over to rest a hand on his former fractions shoulder to help steady him. Ichigo slid the needle in and the orange fluid entered Karin�s body. Unlike Szayel, she didn�t just bolt awake, but remained limp and unresponsive. As each second passed, the tension in the room rose. The only one who didn�t seem concerned at all was Szayel

Darkness. It was all around her. Darkness and cold. She was shivering. At times the darkness receded, but when it did it always brought blinding pain to her stomach and the coldness became sharper. She didn�t fight it when a prick would plunge her back down again. It was safer down here and not as cold. She was pain free here as well.

She dreamed sometimes, at least she thought she did. It was hard to hold a coherent thought in the darkness and cold. All she remembered from her dreams was the colour yellow. Something about yellow.

Yellow. Why yellow?

She felt herself drift closer to the surface again, and she scrambled for the darkness. She didn�t want the pain, didn�t want the cold. But�. this time it wasn�t white by itself, there was something on the other side of it, something yellow.

Yellow. Why yellow?

Yellow meant something. Yellow was warm, not cold like white. Flowing yellow. Flowers maybe? No, not flowers. Strands. Strands of yellow waving in the wind. The branches of a fall touched tree maybe? No, that still didn�t seem right. Perhaps the golden rays of the sun reflecting off of a river.

She felt her mind ease a little and the cold retreated, but still the white persisted, held her on the side of the darkness when she tried to fight her way towards the yellow. She gave up trying to break through the white, it wasn�t going to happen anytime soon, and instead just let herself rest in the basking rays of what yellow could get through. The yellow held the darkness back and she felt much more at ease. In fact, the pain in her stomach was almost non existent in the rays of yellow. Yellow like the sun. Warmth. Love. Yellow was love. No red was love, wasn�t it? No, that didn�t seem right, red was blood, and pain. Yellow was not red.

A prick. No, she didn�t want to go back to the darkness, not this time. She fought towards the yellow, it was safe, it would protect her. She mentally clawed at the white wall, urged on when she saw it begin to break down under her assault. The yellow was right there, it was waiting for her, giving her strength. With a final mental kick, the white shattered around her and she flung herself at the yellow.

Feeling returned to her soul. She was pressed against something warm that was holding her tightly. Her eyes blinked open and took some time to adjust, for she had been locked in darkness for some time, but there was one thing that caught her eye. Yellow. She focused on it, watched as it resolved itself into silken hair. There was white too, but it was a good white, almost more of a bone colour. Bone. Yellow strands of hair floating in the wind held back by a chunk of bone.

� �fordt?� she murmured.

She felt the arms around her tighten, holding her close. It was all the answer she needed. He was here. He had come for her. Unless he was taken too. No that could not happen. It would break him if Kurotsuchi got a hold of him again. Before such a fear could get too ingrained, another voice broke into her thoughts.

�Karin, are you alright? How are you feeling?�

She knew that concerned voice as well. Her gaze traveled to her brother, standing beside them with a look of worry on his features. He looked exhausted as well, and like he was holding off strangling the male behind her by the thinnest threads. She was safe, there was no doubt about it. There was simply no way the painted freak would be able to capture her brother, or the concerned taichou waiting patiently off to the side.

It was a good thing her father wasn�t here right now. She was not sure she could stand listening to Isshin and his antics over her virtue right now when the embrace of the man behind her was all the comfort she really wanted.

�Tired,� she admitted, but even that was starting to fade as the drug was slowly eradicated from her system and her mind was slowly cleared. �Szayel!� she jerked fully awake, remembering her fellow prisoner.

�Alive and well, thank you,� Szayel spoke up, brining her attention to the other cot, and more importantly, to the egg he was curled around.

�How long has it been?� she asked.

�Four days,� four voices answered at the same time, each of the four looking sheepish at having spoken at the same time.

�Kurotsuchi?� she questioned hesitantly.

�Dead,� Yylfordt answered firmly from behind her, his chest rumbling against her back as he did so.

�And�. me?� she asked hesitantly, one hand going to her stomach and the small patches of gaze that covered the incisions Kurotsuchi had made in her as she asked.

�Other than a bit of foreign hollow reiatsu that was injected into your womb, which your body is taking care of, you are fine Karin-san. In other words, you are not pregnant,� Unohana assured her warmly.

She felt relief rush through her and settled back against Yylfordt�s chest. Szayel had been right, Kurotsuchi failed, although a part of her worried that it might be because she would be incapable of ever carrying such young. Not that she was ready or wanting children just yet, but she knew that down the road she would, and she also knew that children was one of the reason Yylfordt was going through the painfully slow, to a hollow anyway, task of courting her, even though their physical power difference suggested he need not do such a thing.

�I told the barely-smarter-than-a-petridish that it would fail,� Szayel scoffed.

�Why did it fail?� Unohana questioned curiously.

�Because there was no battle for dominance to prime both the giver and receiver of the DNA infused reiatsu,� Szayel answered as if it should have been obvious. �In other words, he was yanking on the cord of a fully fuelled engine without priming it first.�

No battle for dominance. Szayel had mentioned that before hadn�t he? She knew Yylfordt was eager and willing to train with her, but she hadn�t thought that it was all part of getting her ready to mate. When the time came they would have to fight, to engage in a spar that would prime them both. No wonder her brother and Grimmjow always looked like they had torn each other up and, simultaneously, had the best sex they had ever had.

�If you can manage to untangle yourself from your rather possessive companion, I would like to do a more through investigation now that you are conscious,� Unohana requested.

Karin chuckled softly and Yylfrodt let out a grunt of annoyance, but now that she was awake, coherent, and clearly fine, he was starting to loosen his grip on her body a bit. Still, she wasn�t quite so sure she wanted him too far away from her. It would be some time before she would want to be alone again, even if she knew the bastard that had taken her was dead.

�I think I would sooner stay here,� she reluctantly admitted.

�I think we can work around that,� Unohana offered her a soft smile of understanding. �And Karin-san, there is no need to feel ashamed.�

Karin nodded her head and relaxed more comfortably against the warm chest at her back. She was too drained to feel ashamed at needing to be hold like a child right now. Besides, she had a feeling that even if she wanted to sit up by herself, Yylfordt wouldn�t let her.

True to her word, Unohana worked around her staying right where she was. The healer�s touch was warm and it was a relief to know that she was, more or less, fine despite her ordeal. Now that Szayel was coherent, he was inputting his own list of things to look out for, most of which were not found in her body. A few things were, and they were quickly nullified. Still, there was that lingering fear that something may have been missed. She wondered how Yylfordt lived like this, the fear of some unknown tampering hovering over his shoulder for the rest of his life. She better understood some of his quirks now, that was for sure.

�I know you wanted to keep them here, but I would feel much better getting them back to the safety, and emotional security, of the den,� Ichigo spoke up when Unohana was done.

�I understand. I would still like them to spend the night, just to be on the safe side. Is that alright with you?� she asked.

�Yeah, we can return in the morning,� Grimmjow grunted. �Is there anything more comfortable we can crash on?� he demanded.

�I will see about having a spare cot brought in. I presume one will do?� she asked with an amused smile.

Ichigo, despite his age and rather active sexual life style, still blushed slightly before his gaze wandered over to them. Karin gave him a look that just DARED him to separate them. For a moment it looked like there was going to be an argument, but her brother let out a sigh and his body slumped in defeat.

�Yeah, one should be good enough, providing you think there is enough room for two on it.�

�You are going back tonight,� Grimmjow ordered. �Your egg has been away from you long enough,� he added before Ichigo could begin to argue.

Ichigo froze, even his impressive reiatsu going still, before conceding to the request without any further argument. If Karin knew her brother, and she knew him pretty good, than she knew he had been neglecting the others during his search for her. While his friends would understand and accept it, it would be devastating to the cubs.

�Go back to the den Ichi-nii, I will be fine,� she assured him. �Give the cubs a hug for me,� she added.

�I will,� he agreed.

Shortly after, he followed Unohana out. Hanataro came in with trays of food, and her stomach let out a rather loud and embarrassing gurgle of appreciation, one that Szayel�s mimicked.

�Guess we are hungry,� she chuckled.

�Please try to eat slowly, as you have not had food for several days,� Hanataro instructed in a shy, hesitant voice.

�I�ll try,� she assured him, damn near ripping the lid off her meal. However, before she could grab the chopsticks, they were snatched up by the man behind her. �OI!� she protested.

�I will make sure she eats appropriately,� Yylfordt assured the boy.

�I am not two,� she pouted, crossing her arms defiantly.

�No, but I have seen you eat when you are hungry,� he replied.

Snorting, she turned to glare at the other two males in the room, just daring them to say anything. Szayel was eating with barely restrained eagerness while Grimmjow made sure the egg was safe, although he still had one eye on them while occasionally grabbing Szayel�s hand to make him slow down when he lost himself. Letting out another huff of indignation, she finally uncrossed her arms and let Yylfordt feed her. Some battles you just can�t win. Besides, she did get the impression that the act of feeding her was relaxing and calming to him. She had a feeling that he was going to be rather protective of her for some time. And right now, after the terrifying shit she just went through, that didn�t bother her in the least.

Huge hugs to those of you that took the time to review. Yes, hopefully I will be ending this story soon. Hard to believe that this was suppose to be a 1 Shot for Blackstorm, and instead is now 60 chapters long. That is over 600 pages!! It is very, very hot here so I don�t know when I will have the energy to type. Damn thermostat was over 40 today. 40!!

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