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Prize of Victory	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 87205 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Karin sighed in relief that the latest battle was finally over. It had been going on for several hours now. The Swarm continued to raid the city weekly, in ever-increasing numbers. So far, no one had been able to track down their base of operations, find where the creatures came from, or how they were able to even enter Soul Society.

Szayel had sent Nemu out to scan the lake, but so far there had been no luck. Either the portals showed up randomly or the things had established a base somewhere in Soul Society. Yet there was no overt sign of it anywhere.

Karin tracked Grimmjow�s reiatsu as he approached her from his end of the battle. She could feel his emotions and reiatsu surging and held back a sigh. She honestly swore he just used the battles as an excuse to get into her hakama.

Today he would have to wait though. This had been the largest assault to date and the number of wounded and dying where phenomenal. Karin moved quickly to the nearest screaming man, noting the large slash in his gut and instantly went about returning his organs to his body.

Today was definitely going to be a long day. She hoped Szayel okay being saddled with the kids. They were becoming quite a handful and he had his own duties to perform.

The biggest group of casualties came from the Shinigami population, who lacked the much stronger Heirro the Arrancar possessed. While the Divisions were not decimated, they were not faring well either.

　

　

��as such I am now missing my top four seated officers with no good candidates to replace them,� Nanao finished her report with a sigh.

Unfortunately, the higher the seat, the more likely it was to see combat, and none of these fresh recruits were accustom to fighting.

Aizen frowned at the report and there was a definite tension in the air. True, now that everyone had their Zanpakuto back, the field was better controlled. However, the size of the Swarm that had come at them today covered the field in black with their numbers.

Nanao hated to think what would have happened had they not had the devastating effects of zanpakuto like Senbonzakura to slice up the Swarm. This time they might have been overrun without it.

Karin had definitely been an asset, as had Tatsuki and Orihime. Nanao had to admit she had been surprised to see the human women on the battle field, and doing rather well at that.

�If only there were more where they came from,� she inwardly wished.

Jushiro seemed to be following her line of thought, for he was the one who dared to offer a suggestion to the dilemma.

�Aizen-kami,� Jushiro spoke up, drawing the attention to him, �do the noble families still have their own personal guards?� he questioned.

�They do,� Aizen answered.

�Perhaps we might find suitable replacement amongst their guards,� he suggested.

�They may be decent fighters, but they are not Shinigami,� Toshiro objected.

�Neither are Karin, Orihime and Tatsuki, but they have been leaving their marks on the battle field when they participate,� Nanao commended. �As have the militia groups we have stationed on the walls,� she added.

�This isn�t a fight about strength; it is a fight about numbers,� Jushiro continued, �as well as coordination. Did Szayel-sama not say he believed the Swarm has a hive mind?�

�He did come to that conclusion,� Aizen informed them. �I will inform the Noble Houses they will be giving up their personal guards. You are dismissed.� With that, Aizen stood up and left.

Nanao walked back home beside Jushiro with a great amount of depression. There was no one to take her Fukutaichou position, and hadn�t been for a very long time. The stress of running the division alone was starting to get to her.

At least when she had been running the 8^th Division, there had been a collection of seasoned seated officers to assist her. Now, she was pretty much alone. There was no one trained enough to help her, and no one with enough experience to keep up with the paperwork, let alone handle training exercises.

�I wish I could afford to transfer someone over to assist you, Nanao-san, but I am afraid I am still short a Fukutaichou of my own and the few seated officers I have left, I need,� Jushiro sighed.

�I know,� Nanao sighed. �If only I could find even one person to take over the training so I could catch up on the administrative work. Fighting was never my strongest suit,� she admitted.

They walked in silence for several minutes.

�Just someone to train the troops?� Jushiro asked.

�Please tell me you have an idea?� Nanao asked hopefully.

�I think so,� he smiled reassuringly at her. �And I think you�ll like this one.�

�Run this past me again, because I am not sure I understood you the first time,�

�I want you to take the position as my Fukutaichou. You won�t need to do any of the division work, just train the troops and get them into fighting formation. It shouldn�t be much different than your old role as team Taichou,� Nanao explained.

Karin just continued to stare at her in utter astonishment. Clearly there must be something in her ear because she was damn sure she didn�t just hear Nanao ask her to take up the position of a Fukutaichou

�But I am not a Shinigami,� she protested. �I have never gone to your school and I have the children to care for,� she pointed out.

�The schooling doesn�t matter so much. You can already cast more Kido spells flawlessly than the majority of the population. The school teaches combat against Hollows, and these things we are at war with are nothing like Hollows,� Nanao countered.

�True enough,� Karin conceded, �but my sword work is extremely lacking and most of you use swords.�

�They need teamwork and coordination more than they need sword work. I know you can do that,� Nanao assured her.

�And the children?�

�I thought you had a babysitter already,� Nanao smiled.

�Despite how much fun it is to torture him, Szayel does have a job to do,� Karin sighed, �not to mention that Aizen,� she mentally spat the name, �seems to enjoy finding any fault with him and using it as an excuse to torture him,� she thought bitterly.

�What about Hana-chan�s sensei?� Nanao suggested.

�That might work. Let me think about it and talk to Grimmjow first. Ultimately, it is his decision,� Karin sighed in defeat.

�Has he ever said no to you before?� Nanao asked with a raised eyebrow.

�He�s denied my requests on several occasions. The real question is whether I listened or not. This is something big though. I�ll get back to you later about it,� Karin promised.

Truthfully, the thought of commanding a unit was something Karin felt good about. It was something she hadn�t even realized she could do until Nanao brought it up.

Her true worry was that they wouldn�t listen to her. She wasn�t a Shinigami. She hadn�t fought her way up their ranks to earn their respect. They had no idea who she was. She most definitely wouldn�t feel comfortable wearing their uniform.

�What�s got your tail in a knot?� Grimmjow demanded as she walked into the garden he was currently training Hana and Ajuga in.

�Are you almost done here?� she asked.

�I think so,� he admitted, looking at her oddly before turning his attention back to the two floundering girls.

Karin suspected that Hana would be much better off with Kido like her mother. Ajuga was starting to get the hang of walking on two legs and the grace she inherited from her father was slowly starting to come to the fore.

�Alright brats! That�s enough embarrassing yourselves for one day. Go pester Lilinette and Starrk,� he ordered.

�Hai,� both girls saluted smartly and bolted, wild grins on their faces.

�You had to send them after Starrk-san?� she questioned.

�Sleeping all day isn�t healthy,� he grunted.

�I am sure Starrk would disagree,� she sighed.

�Kids are gone, out with it,� he commanded. �Or is it a different kind of frustration you need me to alleviate?� he questioned with a lecherous smirk.

�No, it is not that kind of frustration,� she glared at him.

�But it could be,� he stalked up to her.

�No, it isn�t. For Kami�s sake, we just had some after the battle�� she pointed out in exasperation. Men! Was sex seriously the only thing ever on their brains? She swore it was, other than possibly fighting.

�That was four hours ago,� he purred into her ear, coming up behind her to pull her into his embrace.

�Insatiable,� she groused.

�Only when it comes to you,� he growled lustfully and rubbed himself against her body.

She slapped his hands, causing him to groan and rub more strongly against her body.

�For the love of�! Can you take this seriously for a few seconds?� she demanded in frustration, pulling free from his grasp.

Ever since the battles had started and Ajuga had gotten older he had once more become a rather horny panther. Half of her wondered if he did it just to annoy her and the other half wondered if his breeding instinct wasn�t kicking in now that Ajuga was old enough to �leave the nest.� She settled on a bit of both.

Either way, it was becoming a bother. It wasn�t that she didn�t enjoy having sex with him. That was great, but there was more to life then sex and fighting. Granted that was human thinking. Perhaps to a Hollow there was little more to life than that, other then maybe eating?

�What is bothering you?� he finally demanded.

�Nanao-san just asked me if I would be willing to step in as her Fukutaichou to train her division how to not end up as bug food,� she snapped in irritation.

The look on his face made him look like he had swallowed a frog or something, but at least the lechery seemed to have dulled down a bit. It was a look that at least curbed her irritation with him slightly.

�You want to become a Shinigami?� he questioned with disgust.

�Hardly,� she rolled her eyes at him, �but it would be nice to get to boss some kids around,� she offered, knowing he would understand that at least.

His answering smirk let her know she was right, he understood the bossing others around part just fine.

�You want to?� he asked apprehensively.

She frowned. She felt rather uncomfortable with the idea, but it also gave her bit of a giddy feeling. It would be nice to be doing something with her time other than hanging about the estate, unless there was a battle going on or Sunday�s Training.

It also wasn�t that she didn�t enjoy spending time with her daughter, but Ajuga was starting to become independent and it was long past time for her to find a hobby of her own. Besides, this way she would at least be doing something for the war effort.

�I would be nice to actually do something other than sit here all day. Cleaning the Estate has long since become boring. How the hell did Nanao-san not go insane?� she grouched.

�She isn�t the warrior you are,� he pointed out.

�Maybe,� she conceded.

�Anyhow, do what you want. But if you do decide to go play with those pathetic Shinigami, there is one thing I demand.�

�What, more sex?� she asked, crossing her arms in irritation.

�Tempting, but no,� he leaned in closer and nuzzled her neck before whispering his demand in her ear.

�That�s it?� she asked shocked.

�Well, I will take more sex as well,� he smirked at her.

�You are impossible,� she pushed away from him, but couldn�t help the smile on her face. �But I can agree to that demand.�

�Good, how about right now?� he purred and pulled her back into his embrace with a smirk.

�Not that agreement,� she groaned, but relaxed into his embrace anyhow as he started to nuzzle her neck. �You are such a spoiled house cat.�

�I am not a house cat!� he growled.

�Of course not,� she said in a very fake, placating voice.

His growl deepened and his hands worked their way under her shirt.

�I believe this belongs to you,� Starrk�s rather bored voice interrupted them before Grimmjow could take it any further.

Both turned to see the Espada holding Ajuga by the scruff of the neck. Ajuga looked more pleased with herself than abashed. Karin hardly noticed her daughter though; she couldn�t stop staring at Starrk in shock.

Somehow the girls had apparently found a make-up kit, no doubt compliments of Lilinette, and had gone wild. His hair was done up in various braids tied off with pink and yellow ribbons. His cheeks were so red with blush he might as well have been sunburnt. Bright green eye shadow covers his lids and Karin wondered where in seven hells the girls had found nail polish and lipstick in such a striking shade of pink. Even more so, she wondered how the girls had managed to do that much damage in so short a time.

Grimmjow was the first to recover and broke down clutching at his sides, doubled over laughing. Karin tried to give her daughter a stern look but failed in light of what Starrk now looked like. She settled for putting her hands in front of her mouth to stifle the smile that threatened to spring out before she could stuff it back down where it belonged.

�Ajuga Jaegerjaquez,� Karin said firmly in that voice only a mother could pull, the same voice that had sent Szayel trembling when she had giving him a spanking.

Now her daughter did start to look pathetic, as only a child who knew they were in trouble could do. Unlike Szayel, Ajuga knew how to do the �puppy dog look� flawlessly. Fortunately, being a mother and not at all �girly,� Karin was immune to the effects.

�What do you say?� Karin demand, giving her mate a kick in the leg as a warning to try and get his laughter under control.

He succeeded somewhat.

�We should have used blue nail paint?� Ajuga answered her question innocently.

Grimmjow broke back down again at Ajuga�s response. Karin stared at her daughter and then her mate in disbelief.

�I am sure you will find it funny when she and Hana-chan decide your face would make a good work station,� Karin growled at him.

That certainly seemed to sober her mate up.

�Apologize at once, and then it will be straight to bed with you, missy,� Karin scowled at her daughter.

�Without dinner?� Ajuga looked at her horrified.

�Yes. Apologize� Now!� Karin snapped.

Ajuga peeked up at Starrk, who was still holding her up by the scruff of the neck.

�Sorry, Starrk-ji,� she muttered abashed.

�And?� Karin urged, giving her child what she hoped was a dirty enough look to drive her point home.

�We won�t do it again,� Ajuga added meekly.

�I hope not,� Starrk set her down gently.

�Bed, now,� Karin ordered sternly.

With her tail literally tucked between her legs, Ajuga trudged out of the garden and towards her room. Karin kept an �eye� on her to make sure she made it to her destination.

�It is just too pathetic,� Grimmjow laughed, holding his sides.

�Enough out of you,� Karin growled at him, displeased he was doing NOTHING to help her discipline their daughter other than laugh. �I am sorry Starrk-san,� she said contritely.

�Don�t be,� Grimmjow added. �If he really wanted to stop the brats they would never find him. Besides, we all know Lilinette put them up to it.�

�No, you put them up to it,� she pointed out, crossing her arms and glaring at him.

�I have dealt with Lilinette. If you will excuse me, a shower sounds better and better by the minute� Starrk sighed, and retreated.

�Now that it is just the two of us,� Grimmjow smirked at her.

�A pity I can�t send YOU to bed without dinner,� she growled.

�I am sure you could find a way,� he moved up to her.

�One that didn�t involve sex?� she questioned.

�Let�s not push it.�

�Wrong answer,� Karin snapped as she stomped off.

�Oi,� Grimmjow called after her, confusion evident in his voice.

�At least one of us needs to be a good parent,� she snapped at him in irritation. �And right now Ajuga-chan needs to learn to respect her elders before my own daughter can wipe the floor with my face,� she nearly shouted.

Grimmjow frowned and looked at her in confusion.

�What are you talking about?� he demanded.

At that Karin rounded on him, lashing out with a fury that left him with his mouth hanging open. Her eyes blazed at him as she savagely jabbed a finger in the direction their daughter had gone.

�Her claws are already strong enough to punch through YOUR Heirro. She could shred my skin like a wet newspaper. She will no doubt be able to attain some impressive Sonido speeds when she gets old enough and her innate strength is already enough to cause Szayel to squirm,� Karin snarled and then turned on her heel marched towards her daughters room. Grimmjow, after a moment of stunned silence, trailed after her.

�So?�

�So what�s to stop her from ignoring me the moment she figures out she is stronger than me?� Karin demanded over her shoulder.

Grimmjow blinked at her in surprise.

�Would you listen to someone weaker than you?� Karin questioned.

�I listen to you,� he pointed out.

She stopped her march and turned to offer him a raised eye.

�When it suits me,� he added with a grumble.

Karin sighed in frustration, grinding the heel of her hand into her forehead as if she suddenly had a raging headache.

�Ajuga-chan is very much your daughter. If you do not follow a person weaker than you, she sure as hell won�t either. This isn�t the wild anymore, this is civilization. I will not have my daughter running amok simply because she refuses to acknowledge anyone she perceives as weaker. Right now, that is a huge portion of the population of the Seireitei; Orihime-chan and Tatsuki-chan for example.

�A child needs discipline and now is the time to teach her wrong from right. By letting her continue to assault Starrk-san like this, she is learning to disrespect her elders and that she can get away with anything she wants without repercussions.�

�But�� he tried to interject.

Karin reached out and grabbed the sleeve of his jacket, drawing him closer so that he didn�t need the use the Claim between them to feel the desperation underlying the anger in her next words.

�Starrk has tolerated the girls� actions so far, but there will come a time when he decides he�s done with putting up with their pranks. Moreover, what happens when they decide to do something to someone else, someone like Yammy or Nnoitra? Do you think they�ll put up with something like today without doing something to our daughter or to us for allowing her to run rampant? And those two aren�t the most powerful people around to potentially piss off��

The name she really wanted to say remained unspoken, but hung in the silence between them, Karin�s dark eyes boring up into her mate�s blue ones, daring him to deny what she spoke was true. Grimmjow�s frown deepened as he considered her statement. When he failed to say anything, she snorted and brushed past him on her way to Ajuga�s room.

�Karin,� Grimmjow called out, his tone both conciliatory and serious.

She stopped, letting him catch up, arms folded across her chest and a scowl on her face.

�I�ll deal with Ajuga. You go ahead and get something to eat,� he offered firmly. �Go start dinner already.�

�What?� she asked him in shock.

�Go,� he insisted, giving her shoulders a little push back down the hallway. �This is partly my doing. I�ll fix it.�

Karin frowned at him, but sighed and nodded her head, turning about and heading the other way.

　

　

Ajuga was definitely pouting when Grimmjow entered her room. She looked up as he entered and he could see the small streaks of dried tears. Obviously she had been crying and was doing her best to hide it as she wiped her eyes.

�Papa?� she questioned as he moved up to her.

Ajuga was curled up in her nest of blankets and pillows and, even without the tear stains, she looked simply pathetic. She was trying to look strong, but the young girl couldn�t fool her father.

�Hey brat,� he smirked at her as he sat down beside her.

�Is Mama still mad?� she asked.

�Yeah, she is still upset,� he acknowledged. �Shit, this sounded easier to do in my head,� he cursed to himself while he tried in vain to think of a way to explain things to his daughter. �The things I will do to get laid.�

Discipline had always been Karin�s forte. What in all of Hueco Mundo made him think he was capable of pulling off something like this? And damn, his daughter was looking up at him with the brightest, bluest eyes he had ever seen; putting his own to shame.

�Did I do bad?� she asked, head bowed in a display of submissiveness.

He sighed. It wasn�t really her fault. After all, he had been the one to send her off with the suggestion and Lilinette was not exactly a good role model. Karin was right though; Ajuga was going to have to learn to think for herself and not be a follower.

No daughter of his was going to be a pathetic follower. She would be an Alpha, not some pathetic Omega.

�Look, brat,� he started, running a hand through his hair, �your mother is different from us. She doesn�t understand some of our instincts�� he explained.

�So, Mama is confused?� she asked, peeking up to look at him.

�Something like that,� he agreed.

Ajuga uncurled some more to sit before him. Clearly she expected him to explain everything to her in a way she would understand. This of course was no easy task, given the fact he wasn�t human and didn�t particularly understand the niceties of human behaviour and society either.

No matter how he looked at it, Ajuga had human blood running in her veins. The double instincts, one set telling her to do one thing and the other set urging her to do the opposite, must be driving the poor girl insane. The problem would only get worse when she hit breeding age.

Grimmjow gave an involuntary shudder at the thought of his daughter as a teenager. Between her Hollow instincts to chase off unwanted suitors and her human instinct to find a mate to breed, it was likely to be a right royal mess, one he would as soon postpone indefinitely.

And his daughter was STILL looking up at him, waiting patiently for him to explain her human mother�s thoughts and emotions with a patience that definitely didn�t come from him. It was one feature of her mother Grimmjow was beyond pleased his daughter had inherited.

�Do you know why we are Alpha�s?� he asked.

�Because we are strong?� Ajuga answered.

�That is a part of it,� he agreed. �But it is also because we are smarter, faster, and have presence. An Alpha leads the pack with a strong Beta at his or her side.�

�And Mama is a strong Beta, right?� Ajuga chirped up happily, clearly pleased she was following along.

�That�s right,� he agreed. �An Alpha never takes commands from another unless that other is far stronger than him.�

�Like Kami.� Ajuga added.

Grimmjow grimaced. He hated being reminded how much stronger Aizen was than himself. The whole situation rubbed him wrong, but the kid had nailed it. He nodded, conceding Ajuga�s point. Ajuga seemed pleased she had gotten it right.

�Another time an Alpha will defer to another is when they are on the other�s territory.�

Ajuga nodded in understanding.

�Right now we are technically on Starrk�s territory.�

For a moment his daughter sat and thought about this, and then he watched as understanding dawned in her eyes.

�I see,� she cried with delight. �Mama was upset because we were pestering Starrk-ji when he didn�t want to be pestered. We were disrespecting the Alpha whose lands we are on!�

�That�s right,� he agreed, surprised and pleased she had caught on so quickly.

Ajuga suddenly looked abashed.

�Why doesn�t Starrk-ji stop us then?� she questioned.

Just when he thought he was home free, she just had to ask another question. He sighed and tried to find a way of phrasing things.

�There is a difference between playing and annoying. Starrk likes to play on occasion, and those times he doesn�t mind when you play. After all, as a fellow Alpha, it�s his job to make sure Hana gets the training she needs since her own father is gone and Starrk took her mother in as an Omega.�

�Oh,� Ajuga seemed to understand. �So it�s like when we play?�

�Exactly,� he agreed.

�I think I get it,� she frowned. �Is Mama going to stay mad?� she asked nervously.

�Don�t worry about your mother, I�ll take care of her,� he assured her with a confident grin.

�Okay,� Ajuga jumped into his lap to hug him, taking him by complete surprise, before crawled into her nest of blankets.

�Night, brat.�

�Night Papa,� Ajuga called back.

He closed the door behind him and let out a sigh of relief. That had to have been one of the most difficult things he had to ever endure. He felt so exhausted it was almost as if he had gone five rounds with Kurosaki, and all he had done was talk to his daughter.

�How the hell does Karin do that on a constant basis?� he couldn�t help but wonder.

Grimmjow shook the thoughts from his head and made his way to the kitchen. Karin had her back to him, stirring whatever was in the wok. It smelled good, that was for sure. Perhaps one of the greatest joys about evolving into an Arrancar was the fact he could appreciate reiatsu infused food again.

Or rather, the plus of living here was the fact one COULD grow food. Hueco Mundo was a barren wasteland, not exactly a place that could easily grow food. The few �farms� that existed were heavily guarded by the small villages around them, usually backed by a either a Vasto Lorde or an exceptionally powerful Adjuchas on the cusp of evolving.

He finished coming up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling her neck. Karin sighed, but relaxed into his embrace.

�So?� she questioned.

�I think I managed to get her to understand what she did wrong,� he reported.

Karin gave another sigh, but this one sounded pleased. She set the spoon down and turned in his grasp to face him before offering him a peck on the cheek and moulding her body to his.

�You want to know a secret?� she whispered huskily into his ear.

�What?� he asked breathlessly.

�A good father is a very sexy thing,� she purred.

He definitely got a rise out of that. She grinned and pulled his head in for another kiss and took a step forward away from the heat of the stove. Surprised, and pleased, he took a step back. They continued like this until his back hit the wall.

She broke the kiss off and smiled up at him. He smirked back down and worked his hands up under her shirt to capture a breast, fondling it gently. She worked her hands under his jacket and ran her deft fingers up his back.

Forget the food; the only thing he was hungry for right now was her. He spun them about so she was pinned to the wall. What could he say? He was part cat and he generally hated being pinned down.

He sought her lips with his own and she let loose a soft moan as his other hand trailed under her hakama and gave her firm rear a soft squeeze. Despite her many battles since the invasion and lack of regenerative powers, her skin was still smooth to the touch and scar-free.

It didn�t take long to get the fabric out of his way and Karin gasped as he took her against the wall, pouring his reiatsu into her to refresh the Claim, something he hadn�t done since the first time.

Karin let out a cry of pleasure and her own reiatsu quickly invaded his body, sending him gasping for breath in pure bliss. He felt his legs weaken and he brought them to the kitchen floor before he lost his ability to stand.

Karin whimpered in pleasure beneath him and rubbed her body against his, trying to make as much skin contact as possible. He moaned himself and tried to sink through her as her reiatsu played over his, stroking it in a way no other woman he had ever taken could.

He felt that edge coming and his thrust became more desperate. Karin returned the favour with as much enthusiasm and the play of her reiatsu over his became more firm and desperate, he would almost say borderline painful.

He silenced the roar that wanted to rip from his throat as he came to completion by burying his fangs in her neck, drinking in their combined reiatsu with a mouthful of her blood.

Karin let out a gasp of pure pleasure as her body convulsed against his, her insides milking him dry and her reiatsu settling comfortably alongside his own. They remained in that position, as if time had briefly frozen around them.

As with all good things, it inevitably came to an end. Slowly and reluctantly he untangled their bodies. Karin was still panting lightly beneath him, a glazed look in her eye before horror suddenly caused them to widen.

�Shit, dinner,� she cursed as she shoved him off of her, stumbling as she pulled her hakama back up and rushed to the stove, turning the element off and removing the wok from the heat. �I swear, you are insatiable!� she bitched at him, more irritated at the fact that dinner had burned than anything else.

�You started it,� he pointed out, still lounging half-naked on the floor and looking up at her with a pleased, tired smirk.

He was exhausted and felt ready to pass out. Sex with her often left him shattered, and reinforcing a Claim drained that much more out of him. With the quick adrenaline burst over, Karin looked ready to pass out as well, looking ruefully at the blackened mess in the bottom of the wok.

�Forget dinner, let�s just go to bed,� he suggested.

�Why? So you can molest me again?� she muttered a little sullenly as she dumped the burnt meat and vegetables into the trash and grimaced at the dirty pan.

�Tempting, but you always know just the way to tire me out,� Grimmjow smirked exhaustedly up at her. �Leave it, I�ll deal with it. You go crawl into bed. After all, you got a big day tomorrow� he pointed out.

Karin sighed in defeat, and reluctantly set the pot of food down before staggering towards their room. He took a moment himself to gather his scattered wits about him before climbing to his feet and putting his clothing back in place.

He piled some of what Karin had made onto a plate before putting the rest away in the fridge. Then, as quietly as he could, he made down the hall to his daughter�s room. Ajuga looked up at him in surprise when he entered her room, her eyes quickly darting to the plate of food and her stomach gave a loud gurgle.

�Papa?� she questioned.

�Shhh. Just don�t tell your mother,� he ordered as he set the plate down on the dresser beside her bed and gave her a conspiratorial wink.

�I won�t!� she promised quickly, diving into the plate as if she hadn�t eaten in months.

Sending a human child to bed without dinner probably wasn�t a big thing since he knew Karin would never deliberately harm her child, but a Hollow child was completely different. Ajuga was still too young to be able to control her hunger for any length of time, despite how patient she was already proving to be. Grimmjow did not want to have to explain to Karin why their daughter had gone on a feeding spree and injured or killed residents of the Seireitei.

There was also the issue of pride. While he was sure one night wouldn�t actually be too much for the little girl to handle, like hell anyone in his pack was going hungry when they didn�t need to. It was something he wasn�t sure Karin would understand, having never felt the insatiable hunger of being a Hollow and growing up with an ample supply of human food. His late, and only occasionally, lamented fraccion had never starved under his leadership. His child certainly wouldn�t, he vowed.

Ajuga finished quickly and he gathered up the plate so he could hide the evidence. She crawled back under her blankets and was asleep almost instantly. He couldn�t help the soft smile that touched his lips as he watched his daughter�s ear twitch in slumber.

Karin was already in bed and breathing deeply by the time he made it to their room and crawled in next to her. He curled up against her and nuzzled her neck, sighing in content at the smell of his scent and the feeling of his reiatsu all over her.

�Mine,� he purred sleepily. My mate, my child, my pack�

Karin sighed softly in her sleep and unconsciously snuggled up against him.

　

　

　

　

　

Awww, Papa Grimmjow. You have no idea how hard it was to write the scene between father and daughter. I think it took me a month to get it out when I first wrote it.

Thank you all so much for the reviews, I love �em. I got to run as I got Six updates to do today, 3 stories over the two sites, and this one is not on a side by side bases.

This Week Question: Beef, Pork, Chicken mmmmm. What�s your favourite meet? Honestly, mine is Lamb, followed by duck. I like Moose and Deer as well.

Next Chapter: Karin meets her new Division.
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