Prize of Victory | By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 87205 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 8 |
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Szayel’s Thoery
“The results have once again come back negative. Unohana-taichou has decided to switch the hormonal medication to better suit my body’s needs,” Nemu reported, eyes downcast.
Szayel listened with half an ear. He hadn’t partaken of Nemu lately due to his body’s regression to that of a youth, followed by the rather humiliating spanking from Karin and, to top it off, the violent rape and torture Aizen had forced him to endure.
Sex was the furthest thing from his mind and something he simply did not feel up to dealing with at the moment, and yet of late, he’d been bombarded with it from all sides in the course of his duties.
From Yammy’s ridiculous request to splice his and his pets DNA together in a provided egg, something Karin had forbidden him from doing as it was clear Byakuya did not desire such a thing and thus tying his hands, to trying to get an increasingly depressed Nemu pregnant to learning that Orihime had somehow managed to conceive, Szayel was surrounded on all sides by reproduction in all its forms. Was it something in the water, he wondered? One would think it was spring come early, he thought irritably.
Granted, he had to admit the last one definitely had his attention. If he recalled, the last human woman here was also now in a sexual relationship. He would have to speak to her Master about trying to impregnate her as well, for it seemed that the innate human ability to ‘breed like rabbits’ was hardly hampered by the fact their male partners were not human.
Szayel almost regretted the fact the Quincy boy hadn’t survived the War. He was curious to see if a human male would stand a higher chance of impregnating a female Arrancar. If human DNA proved to be the key factor in successful conception, he might be able to work with that to increase the fertility rates in both Arrancar and Shinigami.
Kami would reward him handsomely if he was responsible for finding a way to get his wife to finally conceive. Not to mention a large portion of the Arrancar population would be in his debt. Once word of Orihime’s pregnancy spread, he had no doubt that rumours about successfully mating with human women would skyrocket.
Of course, there were bound to be a few snags. The majority of the human race, female or otherwise, would simply be crushed under the weight of an Arrancar’s reiatsu during intercourse. Few had the fortitude to keep it under proper control on a regular basis, let alone during an emotional encounter.
“Have we set an appointment up for Orihime’s first visit?” Szayel asked.
“Hai, Szayel-sama. Monday at noon,” Nemu reported.
“Good. And the other human woman,” he tried to recall her name and failed.
“Tatsuki-san,” Nemu provided.
“Her Master is?”
“Tesra Lindocruz-san,” Nemu answered.
“Ah, Nnoitra’s fraccion. Let him know that I wish to speak to him tomorrow.”
“Hai, Szayel-sama.”
He turned his attention to his computer, pulling up the blank forms and opening new data file entries for his latest projects. It was definitely going to be interesting to see how Orihime and Ulquiorra’s child would turn out.
He felt that giddy feeling bubble in his chest, something he hadn’t felt since learning of Karin’s pregnancy. Szayel had a feeling Orihime’s pregnancy would last longer, and as such, work as a much better case study. Karin had quickly flown through hers and he hadn’t had much time to study the various phases of the development of an Arrancar-human hybrid.
He didn’t even notice Nemu leaving on her assigned tasks as he set up everything he would need to begin testing on Monday. He was going to have to be a bit more careful with Orihime than he had been with Karin.
Grimmjow might have been the more ‘emotional’ one during Karin-sama’s pregnancy, but when it came to Orihime’s wellbeing, Ulquiorra was the one he would have to keep an eye out for. If it was one thing he was going to make certain of, it was that there were enough safety precautions in place when the time came for the girl to deliver. Ulquiorra would rip his heart out before Szayel or Nemu even noticed that the Fourth Espada was upset. Such was Ulquiorra’s stoic nature; there were no warning signs with Ulquiorra, just a sudden outburst of emotion followed by obliteration.
Despite his excitement over the case, Szayel shivered and vowed to ask Karin if she could ask that Stark and Lilinette could be present in the delivery room. Perhaps he should also order more painkillers, if not for Orihime, then for the delivery room staff. He had a feeling that all involved would need them…
The shopping experience had been a rather pleasant one and she found herself actually interested as they went from stall to stall. Unlike most of the Arrancar, Tesra’s mask fragments could easily be mistaken as a simple head piece. As such, if he hadn’t been wearing his Arrancar uniform he would have easily passed as just another soul.
Tatsuki noted the shop keepers didn’t seem the least bit afraid of Tesra as she had noticed they were with several of the other Arrancar. She attributed half of it to his extremely human appearance and the other half to his demure attitude. He was always polite and she noticed several of the shop keepers were more than happy to share a casual conversation with him. Some even sent her a few sly winks, which left them both blushing and feeling slightly awkward.
They were just gathering up the last items on Rangiku’s list when Tatsuki noticed the strange woman approaching them. Her dark braid fell to the middle of her back and her yukata had what seemed to be a scandalously short skirt. Tesra finally seemed to notice the woman approaching them. Tatsuki vaguely recalled her, having seen her around, but didn’t quite know who she was.
“Nemu-san,” Tesra acknowledged her.
“Tesra-san, Tatsuki-san,” Nemu greeted them. “Szayel-sama requests to speak with you tomorrow,” she said in that odd, understated way of hers, as if relaying a message, or in this case, an order.
“About what?” Tatsuki asked apprehensively.
“He did not denote a subject to me, but giving the context of the conversation at the time, I believe he is interested in an apparent higher fertility rate among human females.”
Tesra blanched slightly while Tatsuki wasn’t sure if she wanted to laugh or kill the pink haired freak. She had already made it clear to Tesra that she didn’t mind sharing his bed, but she had no plans on getting pregnant.
“You may inform Szayel-sama I will see him tomorrow about his requests,” Tesra finally said politely.
Nemu bowed and said a quiet farewell before turning and departing the way she came.
“My earlier statement stands,” Tatsuki commented, casting Tesra a sidelong look.
“I understand, but I cannot ignore a summon from an Espada.”
She nodded in reluctant agreement. There was now an awkward silence between them as they gathered the bags and headed back to Nnoitra and Rangiku’s place. The former wasn’t home yet and the later was in the kitchen getting supper ready.
Rangiku still wore the simple yukata and chain linked anklet while home. Tatsuki had a feeling that no matter what happened between the two of them Nnoitra would never let those two little fetishes of his go. Knowing Rangiku as she did, especially now that the older woman had come to train with them, Tatsuki couldn’t help but wonder how she was still sane after being imprisoned in the house for so long.
Haineko, however, was nearby and Rangiku now had permission to remove the chain attached to her ankle and change into the provided white uniform during an attack, at which point she was to immediately find her Master and stay by his side.
“We are back,” Tatsuki called.
“Awesome. Did you get that oyster sauce I asked for?”
“Right here,” Tatsuki handed it over after digging it out of the bag.
“Perfect, thanks. How was shopping?”
“It was interesting. Orihime-chan did get her test results back from the 4th Division confirming she is pregnant.”
“That’s excellent news,” Rangiku exclaimed happily. “Not that any of us doubted. Between Karin-chan’s ability to see reiatsu and Orihime-chan’s abilities, the chance of error is pretty marginal.”
“I can’t argue with that,” Tatsuki agreed.
“Oh, Tesra, the bathroom sink is leaking again. Can you look into it?” Rangiku requested.
“Of course,” he answered. Tesra headed to the bathroom as soon as the last bag was brought in, leaving the two women alone in the kitchen for some girl talk. Tatsuki put the groceries away while Rangiku worked on finishing dinner.
Nnoitra definitely didn’t seem to mind her presence. Of late, she and Tesra found themselves staying for dinner, usually leaving an hour afterwards. Neither of them knew why, but neither of them was going to argue with the arrangement.
“There was one thing that happened today,” Tatsuki finally admitted after most of the groceries were put in their rightful place.
“What might that be?” Rangiku asked concern, her woman’s intuition picking up the shift in Tatsuki’s voice.
“How much power does an Espada have over another’s fraccion?” she asked worriedly.
“I am not really sure, but I am pretty sure it depends on the Espada and what the request is. Why?” Rangiku asked with a frown.
“Earlier today Nemu-san approached Tesra and informed him that Szayel wanted to talk to him. She said, that he might be interested in the higher fertility rate we human women seem to have.”
“I think I understand. First Karin-chan and now Orihime-chan have both conceived, yet so far there have been no other known cross-race pregnancies. You fear he may try to get you pregnant next,” Rangiku guessed correctly.
“I don’t think it’s a fear, I think it’s a fact,” Tatsuki sighed.
“Well, from what little I know, unless Aizen-kami or Nnoitra-sama ordered Tesra to do so, the only thing Szayel can do is run some basic fertility tests and request Tesra’s assistance on the project.”
“Great,” Tatsuki sighed in frustration. “I do believe that Nnoitra and Szayel are actually on good terms with each other. I don’t doubt Szayel could convince Nnoitra to get Tesra to agree to Szayel’s requests.”
“I see,” Rangiku turned her attention to the younger woman, concern on her face.
“I am not ready for kids and I made that clear to Tesra already,” Tatsuki continued.
Rangiku sighed, and then turned her gray eyes to the younger woman.
“I really don’t want to be the one to play devil’s advocate, but by Hollow Law Tesra owns you and if he wants to impregnate you there really isn’t anything you can do about it,” she pointed out softly, a hand going to her own stomach.
“There have been no successful breeding between Shinigami and Hollow yet, but both species have a low fertility rate in the first place, so that fact really isn’t too surprising”. Rangiku finished, giving the beef a half-hearted stir.
“I am pretty sure Tesra has more respect for me than that,” Tatsuki said, as if trying to reassure herself, but she felt that little bit of apprehension grow.
If Nnoitra ordered it, she knew Tesra would obey that order. He might not like it, but he would obey. He was a follower who worshiped the very dirt Nnoitra walked upon, Kami only knew why. Tatsuki found herself fretting over what could happen should such an order come.
She had honestly never considered such a thing a possibility when she had requested the Claim. Granted, there was no telling if things would have turned out better had she stayed with Ulquiorra. There had been a fair number of battles lately and the chance of being forcefully Claimed was higher than not had she decided on the latter.
Also there was the chance that Szayel would have talked to Ulquiorra instead of Tesra and there was no telling what Ulquiorra would have done. She would like to think that he would have told Szayel no, but there was no telling with the Fourth. His concern was with Orihime, not her.
“Well, if you are done day-marring over events that are out of your control, can I sucker you into setting the table?” Rangiku asked, offering a half smile in an attempt to lighten the mood.
Tatsuki did her best to snap out of her funk, and gave the older woman a smile in return before reaching for the bowls and plates.
“Yeah, sure,” she answered, setting the table.
Later that night she stared at herself in the mirror while getting ready for bed. She groaned in frustration and splashed cold water all over her face to try and clear her brain.
“This is silly, I am fretting over assumptions. For all we know, Szayel might need Tesra for something completely unrelated.”
She tried to console herself. Still, the young woman couldn’t help but feel afraid. If it was one thing Arisawa Tatsuki most definitely wasn’t, it was a coward. She left the bathroom with another shake of her head and crawled into bed.
Tesra hadn’t arrived yet so she settled in on her side of the futon. She could hear the shower running. Odd, since he didn’t often shower at night. He hated going to bed with wet hair.
“Perhaps the conversation bothered him more than I realized,” Tatsuki thought with a frown, and closed her eyes.
Things were no better on the other side of the door. The conversation had bothered Tesra a hell of a lot. It had taken him seconds to fix the bathroom sink. It wasn’t hard to tighten a lose bolt after all. As such, he had listened to the conversation Matsumoto and Tatsuki had shared in the kitchen.
What was it with women and kitchens? Did all of their intimate conversations have to occur in a space where anyone with business in the house was likely to eventually end up? Tesra wondered if he ought to sew some bells to his regular uniform, just to let people know via the noise they made that someone might actually be there and might be listening. Then again, one of his better skills was stealth. How else would he have found out that the woman he’d Claimed could think of at least six merits he possessed?
His forehead hit the tile in front of him, water dripping from his shower-drenched hair.
Tesra felt himself torn. He would do anything Nnoitra asked of him, but could he bring himself to force himself upon the woman? She had come to him, trusted in him. Could he betray that trust? The thought of raping a woman made him feel physically ill.
Yes, technically in the world of Hollows he owned her now and as such could do with her as he pleased. But he knew if he upset her to the point Orihime found out about it, she would complain to Ulquiorra and part of the agreement of being permitted to Claim her was that she would remain ‘happy.’
She would definitely not be happy if he tried to force her to bear him a child. It wasn’t as if he was in a rush anyway and she had already told him that in a few years she might be willing. That she’d made that offer at all still stunned him, that he had Claimed a female who might give serious consideration to bearing him a child of his own was something he didn’t want to jeopardize by having force enter into the equation. A child was something he’d never contemplated for himself. Of course, circumstances had changed drastically, but he’d always been practical as well, and practicality dictated a different path for the moment.
A child would just get in the way of serving Nnoitra-sama and with the constant threat of attack the last thing he wanted to fret about was whether or not his child was safe. How Grimmjow was able to stand it was beyond him, but then Grimmjow was an Espada, his mate was a powerful woman, and his daughter apparently already showed signs of being an exceptional fighter. Could he still serve Nnoitra adequately and protect a family of his own?
This was getting him nowhere and the hot shower that was supposed to be relaxing his taunt muscles wasn’t working.
“Perhaps I am over thinking things. We still don’t even know what Szayel-sama wants. He could just want to inform me about Orihime-san’s condition. He does know that Tatsuki is charged to take care of her, and thus by extension, myself as well.”
That thought seemed to actually make sense and eased his worry a bit. Feeling better, he turned the shower off and stepped out, drying himself off with the towel that he had placed beforehand.
Clothes and towel made their way into the appropriate hampers before he headed to his room. Tatsuki was already in bed but he could tell she wasn’t sleeping. He was still honestly surprised she was willing to share his bed. After all, that hadn’t been part of the deal but rather something she had offered on her own.
He crawled under the covers and they lay together in the dark, staring up at the ceiling. He hated awkward silences, but he wasn’t sure how to break it without upsetting her.
“You can come with me to meet with Szayel-sama tomorrow if you want,” he finally said.
“I would like that, thank you,” she responded, and he knew from the tone of her voice that he’d said the right thing.
Tesra swore she also relaxed slightly. He shifted to his side and tried to get some sleep, feeling slightly better. He felt and heard her shift as well and nearly jumped out of his Hierro-enhanced skin when her arm snaked around his waist and her body came flush up against his back.
He turned to look at her over his shoulder, surprised she even wanted anything to do with him after the day’s events. Not that any of it was his fault, but women were not often known for rational thinking.
She was smiling softly at him and simply nestled against him more comfortably.
“You know, everything I told Orihime-chan earlier today was true,” she whispered into his ear.
He blushed. Compliments were not something he was accustomed to receiving. Nnoitra sure as hell never gave him any, and he’d given up ever receiving any from the one he served. It seemed so odd that someone would find so many things about him to admire, as they were the sort of things that were simply a part of who he was.
“Good night, Tesra,” she mumbled.
“Good night, Tatsuki,” he replied, moving his own hand up to cover the one over his stomach.
She remained curled up against his back, one arm draped over him, as she drifted off to sleep.
I got to fly out the door, busy week here, so here is a quick update. Hugs all of you who took the time to review and for the wedding suggestions. When we have talked about it we agreed it would be small, immediate friends and family only, and probably on the island camp ground known locally as Ferry Island, in the old days steam boats use to come up the river and dock there to offload their cargo to the town so that‘s where it got the name.
This Weeks Question: Cats or Dogs, which animal do you prefer or do you like them both equally? Me, I like ‘em both equally.
Next Chapter: Karin gets offered a job.
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