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Snake Fangs and Panther Claws.	By : Zarakiswolf Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1111 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Bleach and its Characters other than Nakkita and any other OC's belong to Tite Kubo. I do not make any money off of this story. Belle is an OC created by a dear friend used with her permission.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 7
- 8
- 9
I'm tangled up in bed with Grimmjow. The sheet is holding my leg captive. My other leg is clamped between his. One of his arms is looped through my arm, his hand resting on my neck. The other hand is tangled in my hair. I stretch and he growls in his sleep, moving his body closer to mine. I take matters into my own hands and roll over, pinning him down.
"The hell are you doing, mouse?" he grumbles before yawning.
"Pinning you down. Isn't that obvious?" I tease him.
"Too early for this shit. Go back to sleep."
"What's got your panties in a knot?"
"Pretty fucking sure the panties belong to you and you threw them at my face yesterday before your shower."
"Are you complaining?"
"You didn't throw yourself at me so yes."
I laugh a bit. "Someone is in a playful mood this morning."
"Shut up before you get me riled up, mouse."
I kiss him passionately before scampering off the bed and running out the door. After the attack on Hueco Mundo, there's not many arrancar here. There's Halibel and her 3 fraccion, Starkk and Lilynette, Grimmjow, and that green haired child that is sometimes a grown woman named Neliel. Then there's Belle and myself. We're like one big dysfunctional family.
Grimmjow plows into me from behind, knocking us into a roll down one of the hallways. When the roll stops, he bites the back of my neck. "You're dead, mouse." he growls before smacking my ass and running away down a different hallway. Apparently, we're playing tag...
I dart down the hall that leads to Szayel's lab and stop at the door. I know, for a fact, that he's gone. I open the door anyway, halfway expecting him to still be in this place. It's dark and empty here, devoid of even a cadaver. I sigh sadly as I explore the room, looking through any drawer, cabinet or filing cabinet. It's all as it was the last time I was in here....except one thing. I peer into the glass box that's sitting on the desk.
"The hell are you doing in here?" Grimmjow growls from the door.
"Nostalgia hit me. This box....there's a paper inside with my name on it." I mumble.
"Open it. Maybe it's the cure he was working on for you."
I open the lid and remove the note, reading it before eyeing the syringe left in the box:
Nakkita, if you're reading this, I've died. How strange. I suppose it would be best to tell you, the syringe has your cure but it will likely cause side effects. If you want to refuse it, I'd suggest you don't. Remember your first time with Grimmjow? It wouldn't have been so bad if your blood was able to clot correctly. Take the drug. You'll thank me later. Make that cat stab you in the rear.
ps - You really will thank me later. I refuse to accept defeat.
pss - Kindly push the red button
His words confuse me. How would I thank him since he's dead? I decide to push aside my confusion and I hand Grimmjow the syringe. "The note says for you to do it." I mumble before taking my obi loose and letting them drop. I hear him hiss behind me as I bend over the desk.
****Grimmjow POV****
This damned woman. I step closer to her and rub my hand over one of her cheeks. There's no panties to get in my way, since she's wearing a damn g-string yet again. I think this woman likes to tease me. I stab the needle in her other cheek and push the plunger in. She flinches when I pull the needle out so I rub over the mark. Right before pulling the string out and letting it slap back against her skin with a resounding crack. "If you floss your ass much more, you're gunna get split in two." I tease her.
"You like it, you pervy cat."
"Actually, if you must know, I like it better when you're naked and writhing under me."
I see her cheeks flush and grin. I've dug my claws into her and she won't be escaping from me again. However, she pulls her hakama up and ties them. "What do you think the note meant about thanking him later?"
"No idea. What red button is it talking about?"
"I'm not sure. There's lots of buttons in here on these weird machines."
"But how many of them are red?"
****Nakkita POV****
I look around the lab again. Grimmjow is right, there are a lot of buttons but most of them are blue, green or yellow. "I don't see any red." I wander into the darker part of the lab, somewhere I've never been, as Szayel claimed all the experiments back here would frighten my uneducated mind. I think, in reality, he just didn't want me to see his madness. Grimmjow follows me quietly, his hand resting on his sword.
"You sure you really want to follow that instruction? You don't know what will happen." he grumbles.
"Are you worried?" I tease him.
"Oh yeah, so fucking worried." I can practically hear the eye rolling he's doing.
I stop as I finally catch a glimpse of red to my right. Looking at the machine the red is attached to, it looks similar to a long cylindrical fish tank with green water in it. It's empty, it seems, except for a tiny pebble on the bottom of the tank. I push the button right as Grimmjow tells me not to. Bubbles begin rising from the bottom of the tank, sort of like an aquarium air tank. But nothing else happens.
"Let's get out of here." Grimmjow says, sounding irritated.
"Sure. I don't know what that was or why he told me to press it but I've done what was asked. Now I'm hungry and I've got a bit of a headache."
"Let's get you fed then. I need to go hunting later too."
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"Sosuke meant to get caught." Belle says as she sneaks up behind me.
"Why though?" I ask, perplexed. Belle looks like she's not sleeping very well but seems alright otherwise.
"Everything will likely become clear soon. I don't want to spoil the surprise."
I nod, deciding to take her word for it. Sometimes, she takes these spells of being cryptic. I've learned to let it go because often the meaning is clear just like she promised. However, my head hurts, badly. "Belle, there wouldn't happen to be any medicine for headaches in the supplies Captain Komomora packed, would there?"
"I think I saw some in there. Do you need them?"
"My head is killing me."
She retrieves the pills, handing me two and a bottle of water. "You're very pale. Have you eaten?"
"Yes. I ate just before Grimmjow left."
"Maybe you should go lay down and try to sleep it off then."
"Maybe I should." I say before taking the pills. I retreat from the balcony overlooking what's left of the red towers and head for the room I share with Grimmjow. I strip down to nothing but my panties and throw myself in the bed before covering myself with the blanket. I'm going to try to sleep it off.
****Dream****
Szayel holds me to his chest. There's blood everywhere on my body. I'm gasping for air. What's happened to me? I tilt my face up and see my pink haired friend looks furious. "Szayel?" I whisper.
"You won't survive without that stupid cat. The cure helped your blood, but it's bonding far too well, Nakkita. You're turning."
"Turning?"
He shocks me with a kiss, soft and sweet. "You can thank me later."
Everything starts disappearing until a glowing yellow eye takes up my entire view. "You are the vessel? How pathetic."
"What are you?"
"You'll see, little girl. You'll see and I will take over that body."
"I won't let you."
Terrible laughter fills my head, making me cover my ears and whimper. It's loud, gaining volume the longer it continues. I scream finally as the noise becomes so loud it feels as though my ears are splitting.
****Grimmjow POV****
Nakkita's scream reaches my ears as soon as I enter the hall to my room. I glance at Starkk and run for it. She's in bed, fighting with the blanket. There's blood from her nose, her ears and even her eyes. I shake her and she groans. Her reiatsu feels wrong. "Nakkita! Wake up!"
Her green eye opens and the white is red with blood. "It hurts." she whines, moving her hands to her head. Her skin feels clammy to me. Has Szayel's cure done this? Is this the side effects he warned of?
"What hurts?"
"My head! It's like someone is splitting it with a dull axe."
"Want me to get Belle?" Starkk asks from the door. I didn't even know he'd followed me.
"Yeah, go get her. Maybe she can help or knows something that might." I growl. He leaves quickly and I hold Nakkita to my chest. "If I'd known it was going to hurt you-"
"I would've taken it anyways." she whimpers.
I wipe the blood from her eyes. It doesn't come back. "I don't understand why you're bleeding from a migraine."
Her other eye opens and I nearly drop her. It's black around the amber. It reminds me of Ichigo's eyes during our battle when he had his mask on. What the fuck is going on? She blinks and the black is gone now, replaced with the blood in the whites. She throws herself away from me and scrambles into the bathroom. I can hear her losing whatever she ate earlier.
"What did you do to her this time, Grimmjow?" Belle asks as she enters the room.
"I didn't do shit to her. She screamed and when I got her awake she said her head was hurting like someone took a dull axe to it."
Belle glares at me for a few minutes longer. Sometimes I want to strangle her for that look she gives me so easily. But her glare turns to concern when Nakkita emerges from the bathroom. "Kita, you look like crap."
"I feel like it too." Nakkita sighs.
Belle blushes a bit. "Nakkita, you're almost naked."
"And? I know your door swings both ways. Plus I'm hot and this is how I sleep when I'm hot."
"If you say so. By the way, yellow is so not your color. It makes your skin look orange."
I hate to say it but I secretly agree. Nakkita looks better in black, blue or green. She doesn't seem bothered by Belle's words though. "I'll take the advice." she mumbles before walking back to the bed. She curls back up under the blanket behind me.
"Want more pills?"
"They're not helping."
Belle comes forward and uses kaido on her. Nakkita's sigh of relief tells me it's working, but Belle looks confused. "Nakkita....what the hell did you do to yourself?"
"What do you mean?"
"Your reiatsu is wrong. Very wrong. You don't feel much like you anymore."
"I took the cure Szayel made for my clotting issue."
"You really are an idiot. You don't know what the hell was in that!"
"It's worth the risk."
****Nakkita POV****
"Worth the risk? What if you're dying now?" Belle scoffs.
"I won't die except by Grimmjow's hands. I'm too stubborn."
"Have it your own way. I can't find anything else to heal. I'm going to go annoy Starkk."
When Belle leaves, I close my eyes and pull on Grimmjow's arm. He lays beside me without complaint, though he does wiggle himself out of his clothes, which makes me smile. I trace his abs with my fingers, carefully avoiding the hole in his belly. He shivers a bit. "Don't tease me, mouse. I'm in the mood to eat you." he purrs in my ear.
"Eat me, hmm? I'm sure I'd give you indigestion." I tease him.
"Probably. But I'd deal with it."
"Szayel was a weird guy."
"Yeah, just a bit."
I kiss his throat softly. "You're weird too sometimes. What's on your mind?"
"Nothing except taking a nap. If you'd shut up."
I give him a playful swat, which he returns, causing me to yelp. "You're mean!"
"You started it."
"No, you did by telling me to shut up."
"Do I need to gag you, Mousey?"
I give him a teasing smile. "Remember, snakes bite, kitty."
I feel him toying with my panties again, just like he did earlier. This time, however, he doesn't snap the string. He hooks them with a finger and pulls them down to my knees. "Bite me then." he challenges before kissing me. I answer his challenge by giving him a playful bite to the lip, enjoying the surprised grunt he responds with. "You cheeky little brat. Are you behaving bad to get me angry? Or do you want me to punish you with a good, hard fucking?"
"I don't see how that's a punishment, kitty."
He smacks between my legs, making me yelp. "Because it'll be rough. I'll fuck you up again." he growls before stroking me. "What is it with you? Always so wet wet and ready for me."
I don't bother to answer, simply kiss him passionately. I feel him remove my panties completely before I put my leg over his hip. I grind against him, my hand reaching down and dragging his to my breast. He squeezes it roughly, making me whimper a bit. "Grimmjow." His name is a mere whisper on my lips before he takes possession of them again. His free hand rakes across my ass, his nails scratching me at the same time as he squeezes.
"You're mine, Nakkita. My slut. My prey. My woman." he growls, squeezing roughly again as I grind against him harder. I scream in surprise when he uses his sonido to throw us against a wall, denting it a bit. He pushes my chest to the wall before jerking my leg up and holding it as he pushes in. I have to get on my tip toes with my other leg to ensure he's hitting the right spots. "That's a good girl. So eager for my dick. Did you miss this while you were gone?"
"Yes!" I whine before reaching between my legs and teasing him as he thrusts in me.
"Say it." he orders, biting the back of my neck.
"Say what? That you feel so good inside me that it makes me never want to stop? That I'd happily stay naked and ready for you all day, every day? That I want to be fucked stupid by you as often as possible?" I moan loudly after each statement as he begins thrusting harder.
"No but that's a good start." Another bite, this time to my shoulder.
"That I'm your slut? Oh fuck, Gimmjow! I'm your whore, kitty! I'd never turn your dick down. Just seeing you makes me want to get naked and fuck you! I'm so wet because I'm your little slut, greedy for your cum!"
"Tell me those three words I heard you say on the battlefield that day!" he snarls before pulling out of me, turning me around and lifting me so my legs are wrapped around his hips. He slams back inside me before wrapping his mouth around my throat and sucking.
"I love you! I'm going to cum if you don't stop!" I moan, warning him as he begins moving hard and fast.
"Cum for me, Nakkita."
I hold out as long as possible. My scream is cut to a strangled whimper as his teeth put pressure on my throat. He's going to kill me? His teeth don't puncture my skin and the pressure eases as he reaches his own release. I continue moving my hips, enjoying this reckless passion. It doesn't take long to urge him back into full arousal...
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My sword clashes with Mila Rose's and I manage to fling her back into a wall, getting seconds of respite before she hits me with a shoulder block, knocking me backwards. I lose my footing and my head smacks off some rubble from earlier battles. I lay dazed on the sand.
"You seem at your limit today, Nakkita. Perhaps you should give up and try again tomorrow." Mila Rose says. As she reaches for me though, I react without thinking, slicing her arm violently. My body seems to be on autopilot. I'm not in control of my movements. My mouth feels hot, like fire. Halibel jumps between us, her sword at my throat.
"What happened to you, Nakkita?" she demands to know.
I shake my head and the adrenaline begins to wear down. The burning feeling around my mouth cools and I feel a bit more like myself. "I don't know what you mean."
She eyes me suspiciously. "Apache, bring Grimmjow here."
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"The fuck are you talking about?" Grimmjow snarls, pushing me behind him as Halibel glares at me.
"She's not Nakkita. At least not as she was before being taken back to the Seireitei. Something has happened to her and she's now not even a Soul Reaper." Halibel says, her tone full of malice.
"She's mine. I don't give a flying fuck what she is or what you think you saw. You're not doing a damn thing to her."
"We don't even know what she is, Grimmjow! She could easily kill one of us on accident! She nearly removed Mila Rose's arm and leg. The worst part is I don't even think she knew what she was doing."
"What are you accusing me of, exactly?" I ask, sticking my head around Grimmjow's side.
"I am accusing you of nothing. I am saying that you have become something you shouldn't be."
"Szayel's cure. He said there'd be side effects I'd thank him for. Maybe this is something I'll have to figure out." I say quietly.
"Do you not understand you've become something different from both Hollow, Vizard and Soul Reaper?"
"Wait a minute. What do you mean? A Vizard is a Soul Reaper possessed by a Hollow, right?" Belle asks, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Yes, in a nutshell. But the mask covers the entire face. Nakkita's only came across her mouth and it was more like an arrancar's mask. She is not a Vizard," Apache sighs irritably. "I don't see the problem. So what if she's strange now? She's still Nakkita and she's not going to hurt any of us."
I retreat as everyone begins arguing. Obviously Szayel did something to me via the cure he made, but why? And, more importantly, what? I walk as calmly as I can toward the lab, determined to find his notes and see what he's done to me. As I enter, I hear a bubbling noise that grabs my attention for a moment. Then I remember hitting the button. "Scare yourself half to death, you idiot." I laugh at myself before beginning to search through Szayel's records...
The longer I'm in this lab, the more creeped out I feel. The noise of the tank in the back isn't helping any. I get frustrated and throw some papers off the desk before flopping my head down. "Dammit, Szayel. What did you do to me?" I groan in exasperation.
The bubbles come faster suddenly and it startles me. I decide to investigate.
****Grimmjow POV****
"Nakkita! Where the fuck did you run off to!?" I shout, angry as hell that she's playing hide and fucking seek. I turn towards the labs and am met with a scream. Her scream. I run towards the sound. She meets me at the door, looking pale and shaky. "What the hell happened?" I snarl.
She doesn't answer, simply shakes her head and throws herself in my arms. After a few minutes of me rubbing her back, she finally calms herself enough to speak. "I scared myself." she half sobs, half laughs before rubbing her face in my chest.
"You idiot."
"I swear, I thought I saw something in that tank with the button." I frown and head to the door but she pulls me back. "No, it's likely a figment of my imagination. I'm tired so I probably saw a shadow and my mind blew it up more than need be."
"Let's get you fed and get some sleep then." I suggest, grabbing her wrist and pulling her along after me.
"Hey, Kitty? How often do you have to eat?"
"A couple times a week, at least."
"You don't have a stomach so....how do you eat?"
"I take little noisy mice like you into my room and eat them." I roll my eyes irritably as I say this.
"But....no stomach. Where does it go?"
"I have a stomach, you moron! It's just in a different spot than normal due to my hole, alright!? Drop it!" I feel her move, but it's too fast for me to counter. I'm flat on my chest, her weight pinning me to the floor suddenly. I turn my head and suddenly what Halibel was saying earlier becomes clear. There's a mask over Nakkita's mouth and it looks exactly like a snake's jaws, fangs included. Her pupils have become slits much like a snake too. It's actually kind of sexy to me.
****Nakkita POV****
I stare down at Grimmjow, not understanding how I've managed to pin him to the ground. I don't remember moving past what I was doing with him pulling on me. How strange. My mouth burns.
"Mouse, get off of me, would you?" Grimmjow growls quietly, though calmly. I move to the side and he's suddenly kneeling in front of me, holding my head between his hands. "Do you know what's happening to you right now?"
"You're staring at me. And holding my head, which is kinda making me hot."
"You have an arrancar mask."
I reach up, touching my face. I feel it. The fang pierces my finger easily, almost like a sharpened blade.
"Don't panic." he advises, right before I begin screaming bloody murder.
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