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Betrayal
By : Kazeshini
Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Betrayal

Chapter 7: A
Soul�s Confusion

Gazing around Las Noches� extensive throne room, the first
thing Grimmjow noticed was the presence of his most despised nemesis. The blue
haired Espada�s upper lip twitched in the direction of the former ninth
division taichou, who stood to the left of Aizen�s seated form. The brown
haired lord of Hueco Mundo sat with a casual grace in his high throne, leaning
against an armrest while propping his chin with his palm. He seemed pleased,
almost happy. It was a subtle expression on Aizen�s part, but it was definitely there.
Grimmjow cringed; he�d learned to be wary of Aizen�s good moods; they hardly
ever foretold fortune to any individual it was directed toward.

�Grimmjow.� Aizen greeted the sixth Espada as the giant
throne room doors closed behind him.

�Aizen-sama.��
Grimmjow gave a small incline of his head- the closest thing to a bow
the Sixth ever gave.

�Grimmjow, I have a gift for you.� Brown eyes regarded the
slightly suspicious expression of the sixth Espada with a hint of humor.

�Your recent return to the Espada ranks is one that I
welcome. My Espada must be insurmountable, each individual must be sovereign of the
given division, ne?� Aizen raised an eyebrow at the sixth, who gave a small nod
of agreement.

Grimmjow wasn�t a very patient man, and by gods this guy
could talk- why couldn�t he ever just get to the fucking point?!

�Therefore, once your full strength was returned the inferior sixth was
obviously undesirable.��

A small smirk hit the corner of Grimmjow�s mouth. Damn
straight he was a superior to that bitch-arse Luppi.

�However, I can only hope you have learned from the
experience�� Aizen�s tone left no question as to what he was referring to.

Losing his arm, rank and power was not something he had
forgotten, nor had he failed to remember who had taken it from him. Angry blue
eyes flickered to the unseeing gaze of Kaname Tosen, before glazing over as
memories of Ulquiorra clawing at his back and flashes of the orange-haired
substitute Shinigami swept through his mind. Oh, he hadn�t forgotten.�

Grimmjow grit his teeth and balled his fists in his pockets
as he gave a small nod in response to the challenging remark.

�But now, I fear I have an Espada with no warriors of his
own,� The Shinigami�s tone was a mockery of concern; a reminder that Grimmjow
had caused the death of his entire Fracci�n squad.

The blue haired Espada felt his teeth protest under the
pressure of being clenched so tightly. If there was one thing he knew, it was
that Aizen didn�t give a shit about his deceased Fracci�n, and he had to fight
the temptation to remind the former taichou of that fact. The last thing
Grimmjow needed was to upset the Shinigami lord so soon after his return.�

��you also now have no official vassals� Therefore, I have
decided you will take Shinrai as your Fracci�n.� He gestured down to the right
of his lofty throne.

Grimmjow�s eyes followed the path down to see the small
arrancar woman standing at it�s base, her presence so miniscule that he hadn�t
noticed her until she was pointed out.

�What the hell? It�s that chick that was with Ulquiorra.�
He frowned at the dark haired woman standing at the base of Aizen�s throne.
She�d been cleaned up, but those white eyes were unmistakable. Grimmjow
stretched out his senses to once again feel her reiatsu and immediately felt
like he was being mocked. Was Aizen trying to take the piss out of him? He
would probably kill her with a sneeze.��

The woman stepped forward into the light, pausing briefly
before walking out to cover the distance between them and stand before him. She
was just as pathetic as last time, looking as if she were in pain; she kept her
white eyes averted until she gave a full bow and held it.

Grimmjow tried to control the bewildered expression that
must have been plastered across his face before looking back to the Hueco Mundo
king.

�Arh, thanks, but this is� unnecessary.� This chick was
clearly no use to him as a solider and as far as him needing vassals, he�d
coped fine so far; he just grabbed the closest arrancar and gave them an order,
no problem.

Aizen gave a small smirk at the politeness of the sixth
Espada. �Humor me.�

Grimmjow knew that Aizen didn�t really make requests, and so
gritting his teeth once more, he decided it wasn�t worth the trouble of
continuing his debate, and gave a small bow.

�Thank you Aizen-sama. It is,� Grimmjow swallowed in an
attempt to control his pride, which was rising as bile in his throat. �very
generous of you.��

Aizen held his gaze briefly before dismissing him with a
wave of his hand. Grimmjow turned without any need for further encouragement;
he was more than happy to get away from the Shinigami bastard.

A slow smirked crept across his face when an idea came to
him when he walked across the large room. This woman was probably as careless
with her life as his last fracci�n, and if she pissed him off�well, Hueco Mundo
was a dangerous place for the careless.

As the giant doors to the throne room opened and Grimmjow
began to exit, Aizen�s voice carried clearly across the wide space.

�Oh, and Grimmjow. I expect this one to last better than the
previous batch. I may not be so forgiving with yet another mistake.��

Grimmjow stalled in the doorway while Aizen�s last words met
his ears. He glanced back as a acknowledgement that he�d heard before shoving
his hands in his pockets, and stalking away. �Fuck!� He cursed himself
for thinking it would be so easy, that he could just get rid of her by killing
her as he pleased. Now he was stuck with her, this pathetic excuse for an
arrancar who was going to be linked to his name. Him, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez
associated with this absolutely worthless fracci�n.�

�Urh! Nnoitra�ll love this.� Blue eyes rolled at the
thought as he stalked away from the Las Noches throne room.

Shinrai had to trot to keep up with the obviously pissed
Espada. Her body and mind already screamed at her with lethargy, and now she
was going to have to endure Las Noches� most erratic Espada. His reiatsu pulsed
around him, pushing a constant weight on her body, and his barely masked,
unstable emotions burned a searing heat into her zanpakutou.

A new wave of exhaustion washed over her when she thought
about what it was going to be like to decode this man�s Soul Song. She could
tell just from the short time she had spent with him that his soul was full of
destruction and rebellion. His personality was a mixture of self-certainty and deep
beneath that; self-doubt.

Yes, she could certainly understand why Aizen would want to
see and hear his song, but she also knew his soul�s inner confusion would not
make for a placid melody between him and his zanpakutou�

***

It wasn�t until Grimmjow had almost reached his quarters
that it came to him. Ulquiorra. That piece-of-shit bastard had dumped this
chick on him! He�d obviously realized she was good for nothing and dumped her
back on Aizen�Probably even suggested that Grimmjow needed new fracci�n!

Blue eyes narrowed and a growl rumbled in his throat before
he turned to face the dark haired girl- who stopped dead in her tracks. Before
Shinrai could blink, a hand was around her throat and the back of her head
smacked against a wall.

�Let�s get one thing straight. You are not my
fracci�n.� His voice was low and cold as angry blue eyes bore into her own and
refused to release them. �You are a slave at best�and don�t even think
about tellin� anyone otherwise. Ya got that?�

Shinrai fought not to struggle, knowing it would only make
him angrier but it was becoming hard to breathe. Choking, she tried to agree
with him but his hold on her neck wouldn�t allow it. Instead, she tore her eyes
away from his vivid blue stare and nodded to the best of her ability.�

With one last shove to her throat, Grimmjow dropped his
hand; shoving it into his pocket as she gasped and leant against the wall while
trying to remain standing.

�Tch. My first order to you,� Pausing for effect, Grimmjow
began to turn back in the direction of his quarters. �Piss. Off.�

Shinrai swallowed and rubbed her throat as she watched him
leave. What was she going to do if she never got near him? White eyes watched
as he reached the furthest end of the corridor and turned into a room.

�Well, that went well.� She sighed and leant her head
back against the wall. �Crap. What am I gonna do now?�

�Well, that wasn�t very nice.� A somewhat familiar and
insincere voice startled her, making her jump off the wall and almost fall over
her own feet.�

�Oh! Arh, Ichimaru-sama.� Trying to right herself, she straightened
her kimono and bowed to the amused looking Shinigami.

�So rash and ungrateful, don�t ya think?� Gin�s wide smile
and eerie presence made Shinrai want to shiver. How was she supposed to answer
that? Disagree with the creepy Hueco Mundo second in command, or agree that her
new �commander� was rash and ungrateful? Biting her lip, she looked at the
ground in search of a diplomatic answer.

Gin gave a small chuckle as if he read her mind; how he
loved putting others in awkward positions. �Come on, I�ll show ya yur room.�

***

As the silver haired Shinigami was leaving Shinrai�s new
room, he glanced over his shoulder with an uncharacteristic blank look, one
that Shinrai found impossible to read.

�It must be difficult for ya.� He turned to fully face the
girl who stood in front of a small futon in an equally small room; a small
smile creeping across his face. �Ya must feel real isolated, ya know, since ya
are betrayin� ya own kind �en all.�

Shinrai felt a stab in her chest as his words hit her very
core. Why was he saying this? Silence weighted the air around them as
pain-filled white eyes questioned the purpose of his words.

�Oh well,� His wide smile returned. �I guess ya too busy ta
think about it now, �is almos� dinna time, �en I know Grimmy-chan will be
wannin� his dinna.� He turned back to the door before throwing a wave over his
shoulder. �Bye-bye now.�

Shinrai was frozen with shock. She had thought he was going
to say something supportive or sympathetic, when he was really just mocking
her.

Flopping down onto the small white futon behind her, she
placed her face in her hands. �I can�t do this��

A shaky sigh filled the room before she grit her teeth and
rubbing her tired eyes. Memories of a draining day washed through her mind as
small hands moved from her face to rub at the aching muscles in her neck.

�Very good my dear� your abilities are improving.�
Aizen�s gentle voice was barely audible over the heaving breathing of the
trembling girl at his feet.

Shinrai�s zanpakutou slowly materialized on the marble
next to her crumpled frame. Shaky arms tried to right her into a kneeling
position, but failed pathetically, leaving her with her knees half beneath her
and left cheek holding the weight of her panting torso against the cold marble.

Aizen pulled a white handkerchief from one of his sleeves
and wiped away the small drop of blood on his hand before his brown eyes set
firmly on the form before him. �Get up.�

Shinrai shook her head and pushed the memories of her latest
release way. Regardless of his words, Aizen had seemed indifferent after
hearing the fourth Espada�s Soul Song. As if he were pleased she had been able
to decipher the Espada�s melody, but disappointed with the apathetic song they
had found. Perhaps he thought it had been an error on her behalf. Though it was
surprising, Shinrai couldn�t feel anything but relief that the fourth was as
boring on the inside as his exterior portrayed.

�Perhaps, with more time I might be able to-�

�Aizen-sama has shown you an abundance of patience and
still, you ask for more?� The former ninth division taichou opened his arms and
took half a step forward in his frustration of the girl�s insolence.��

�No. Kaname, it�s fine. You will proceed to the next
task.� The brown haired Shinigami was clearly not as offended by her remarks.

�Ulquiorra is of no consequence.� A small smirk gave
Aizen a wicked aura as a sudden heat touched against Shinrai�s hip and he stood
to begin climbing his thrown. �I will allow you more time with this one�I think
you will need it��

Shinrai dropped a hand to the hilt of the zanpakutou laying
on the futon beside her; she ran her fingertips up and down the white hilt and
closed her eyes. �Betrayal� The word rang through her mind as she struggled to
deny the irony of how one word could explain her zanpakutou�s abilities, as
well as how she was being asked to use them.

�Ya must feel real isolated, ya know, since ya are
betrayin� ya own kind �en all.� The silver haired Shinigami�s voice echoed
in her mind, before she once again shook her head. �I don�t think I want to
understand that guy�� She shuddered as the images of his slitted eyes, wiry
grin and singsong goodbye came back to her.

�Wait�� Shinrai frowned and tilted her head as she replayed
the fox-Shinigami�s words in her mind.

��I have to cook him
dinner?!�

***

With all the traveling she had done around the castle this
day, one would think she would have a better idea of what was where. In
reality, Shinrai had no idea where she was, or where she was going; only hoping
that she wouldn�t be eaten by one of the shady looking arrancar in the hallways
before finding a kitchen.

Quietly, the petite arrancar peeked around corridors and
doorframes until she found a familiar looking large room. Shinrai sighed as she
took a step inside the large common room and noticed it seemed to be empty.
Looking at the large, open kitchen area across the room, she frowned before beginning
to make her way over.

�Okay� now all I have to do is work out how to cook and I�m
set. It can�t be that ha-� Shinrai froze mid-step and held her breath.

There, on the couch closest to the kitchen was the primera
Espada. His powerful and yet refined body draped haphazardly over the long
couch, one leg and arm hung off the side, while his head leant on the armrest
and his messy hair sprawled wildly around his face. He was asleep�

Shinrai let out the breath she�d been holding and inched
closer, curiously peering down at his disarrayed appearance. �I can�t
believe this guy is the primera�� She raised an eyebrow at the brown haired
Espada, �Not only did he not hear or sense me coming� the guy�s drooling on
himself.�

She shook her head and decided that as long as he didn�t
wake up, he didn�t matter, she needed to focus on her current issues. Walking
into the kitchen, Shinrai reached for the handle of the huge silver fridge,
which was at least two meters wide. �Man, I think this fridge is bigger than my
bedroom��

The dark haired arrancar �hmmed� silently to herself as she
scanned the over-sized fridge; the meals she had been given up until now had
seemed fairly simple, and she wondered why there wasn�t a supply of the small
meals kept in this fridge.

�Does preparing these meals require more than somehow
heating them to the correct temperature�surely not.� She shook her head and
stood on her tiptoes to view the higher shelves.

�So, ya
ditched Ulquiorra ey?�

�Whoa!� Shinrai�s heart jumped through her chest, as she was
startled from her musing. She crashed loudly into the fridge door as she turned
too quickly to face her ambusher.

�Itai, itai, itai.� She rubbed
at her arm where she�d smacked the door. �What is with people creeping up on
me?� Shinrai mumbled, more to herself than the small blonde standing in front
of her.

�Hey, it ain�t my fault ya senses are crap. What are ya
doin� anyway?� Lilynette cocked an eyebrow at the dark haired girl and placed a
hand on her skinny hip.

�I-arh�I was just�� Shinrai babbled and kicked herself for
not having a story prepared. �I was just going to cook some dinner�� Crap. For
someone in her current predicament she sure was a terrible liar; that hadn�t
even been a real lie and it sounded utterly ridiculous.

The blonde stared at her skeptically, before crossing her
arms over her barely covered chest. �Ain�t you a new born?�

The dark haired girl nodded cautiously not understanding how
that would reveal her half-truth. Lilynette lifted her chin to look down her
nose at the newborn arrancar.

�So how do you know how to cook?�

Shinrai held her breath while she considered her response.
The issue of how she was going to prepare a meal was something she had been
mulling herself.

�I guess, I was just gonna have a crack at it...��

�

***

Gin stood in the ever-present silver glow of the Hueco Mundo
moonlight, on one of the few balconies in Las Noches that overlooked the
never-ending dunes. A glaze covered his light blue eyes as he remembered the
past 100 years; it had been a long time since Gin had felt such uncertainty and
never had he experienced it to this degree or for such a length of time.

He had puzzled himself when he had followed Grimmjow and the
arrancar girl; perhaps it was that he saw a reflection of a younger version of
himself in the newborn arrancar. Aizen had a natural and crafted magnetism that
somehow compelled people to want to please him. It was a bemusing attribute
that Gin had never fully understood, as if he held a parental power over
others. Those who served him, regardless of how they had come to the position,
had an unexplainable need to please him. And it was a trait Aizen had had long
before meeting Gin.

Initially, he had joined Aizen for the power. Like the brown
haired Fukutaichou, he wanted more than the Gotei 13 could offer, but as time
went on it became more difficult to deny the real reason he stayed with Aizen.
If he were willing to go to such great lengths to gain power, why would he
concede to being never more than second in command?�

The silver haired shinigami�s head twitched to the side as
he noticed an approaching reiatsu. The reiatsu was partially concealed, but he
would recognise it anywhere. Gin stepped back into the shadow of the building
to lean against a cool concrete wall; sliding his hands inside into his kimono
sleeves and crossing his arms across his chest, he leant his head back and
closed his eyes to wait for his company to arrive.

***

�Were ya lookin� fa me?� Gin rolled his head toward the
balcony entrance where his brown haired lover had just appeared.

�I thought I might find you here.� Aizen stepped further
onto the large balcony where a light breeze ruffled his white robes.

Gin frowned and tilted his head. �Oh, en why is tha�?� He
made no move from his lax position as Aizen stepped into the shadows, closing
the distance between them to stand inches in front of him.

�You do not give me enough credit for how well I know you,
Gin�� His chocolate colored eyes traced the sharp features of Gin�s face and
lingered on his thin lips, which were slowly morphing into the sexy smirk he
loved so much.

�So, wha was ya needin� me for?� Gin smirked already knowing
the answer to his question but enjoying teasing his lover all the same.

The corner of Aizen�s mouth twitched before he leant in to
the former 3^rd division Taichou and gently ran his nose up the finer
mans neck. Gin didn�t move, only grinning as Aizen breathed in his scent and
warm breath washed over his neck.

Strong hands ran down his waist to rest on his thin hips
while Aizen�s tongue and teeth began teasing his ear. Gin�s lips parted and his
arms fell to his sides as he tilted his head away exposing his neck in a silent
request. He loved it when Aizen sucked his neck. Blunt teeth scraped a slow
path down his neck before sinking into his collarbone and grinding against the
protruding bone.

�I think you know what I need you for.� Aizen�s deep, husky
voice sent heated rushing through Gin�s body as the freshly reddened skin was
given small soothing kisses. Elegant fingers slid down Aizen�s chest and around
his waist, before intertwining and resting comfortably on his lower back.

Gin �hmm-ed� as his neck was tormented with small bites and
kisses; only to have his voice stuck when he was pressed flush against the cool
stone wall and a hand slid inside his kimono to play with his sensitive
nipples.

Aizen moved his other hand up to his lover�s throat, holding
his jaw and chin tightly as his tongue made its way from his neck to the corner
of Gin�s mouth. Gin automatically parted his lips but Aizen simply licked at
the curve, taunting Gin�s willing mouth with his tongue until his lips parted
further in submission.

Aizen smirked at his willing pet and ran his tongue along
Gin�s thin bottom lip, before giving it a small kiss and stepping back.

Gin frowned as the warm hands and body were removed from his
own. Straightening, he once again hid his hands inside his sleeves when he
realized what his lover was doing. Aizen walked to the balcony doorway and
lifted his hand to the open space before the air shifted and new light was cast
over him.

Stepping through the temporary portal into their bedroom Gin
held back a sigh; he must have been happy with the day�s events if Aizen was
bringing him back to the bedroom.

�I thought ya had a meetin� tonight?� Gin stood just inside
the door as Aizen began removing his kimono, folding it neatly and placing it
in a hamper before his nimble hands started on the black obi of his hakama.

�I�m having the night off, so I can be with you�� Aizen
slowly allowed his hakama to slip over his hips and drop to the floor. Gin
opened his eyes marginally to take in the view of his lover�s naked form. Aizen
knew how much he loved his body, the almost olive, flawless skin over defined
muscle; that beautiful chest, those shoulders� that cock. Damn it. It wasn�t
fair for one man to hold the sort of sex appeal Sosuke Aizen held over
him.��

�Gin,� Aizen�s voice startled him from his admiration. �Come
here.�

Gin only hesitated for a moment before his eyes snapped shut
and a grin covered his face. No matter how he felt, nothing was going to change
tonight, so he might as well enjoy this fleeting peace while it remained.�

***

OKAY. Wow, that is my longest chapter. Even longer than the
Grimmjow/Nnoitra sex chapter- crazy :) I�m sorry I haven�t updated in ages
I had to stop writing during exams and then I really lost my muse :(
Nevertheless, it�s back now so fear not!

Okay, so I�ve teased you a few times now with these two, so,
do you want a full lemon next chapter or just more plot? I have written half a
chapter already, with and without the sex so, ask and thou shall receive. :)

Nooova I miss you, come back to me :(
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