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Prize of Victory	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 87207 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Speaking With Fists

Why was it that out of everyone Ulquiorra knew, the last person he wanted anything to do with always seemed to be the one who wanted to have these �heart to heart� talks with him? Well, he had to admit that Nnoitra would have been a far less welcome alternative, but only just.

At the moment, Grimmjow was busy laughing his ass off at him. It was embarrassing and the urge to remove the other�s head was growing, if only to shut him up.

�You�. how�?� Grimmjow wheezed, trying to regain his breath. �Okay... How is it out of all of us, you have the worst woman trouble?� he laughed.

�I hardly find this amusing,� Ulquiorra grumbled.

�You never find anything amusing, so your opinion doesn�t count,� Grimmjow sniped back.

He really, really, truly despised Grimmjow. And yet, he couldn�t deny that when it came to things like this, the other had far more experience than he did. That, of course, only galled him all the more.

�So, according to Karin, your girl is upset at you over what happened with Szayel?�

�That was some time ago. I fail to see how she could still be affected by something that happened to another.�

�Did you even try to comfort her afterwards? Chicks are more sensitive to others� suffering; it�s instinctive in them, especially human women, so that they will care for their young.�

�Comfort?�

The question only made the expression on Grimmjow�s face all the more incredulous.

�Yes. Did you at least hold her? Please tell me you did that much at least.�

Ulquiorra just blinked. Why would it have matter if he had or not? He had of course curled up behind her after going to bed. Nothing was going to get to her and his child without going through him first.

�Dear lord,� Grimmjow groaned, smacking his forehead. �You are the most pathetic thing I have ever met. I am honestly shocked you even know how to use it�� he smirked.

Ulquiorra�s eyes widened in surprise at what the other was implying.

��let alone know where to put it.�

That was a final straw. It was time to teach this piece of trash a lesson. Steel met steel. Grimmjow smirked in pleasure. Why was it only Grimmjow that could get under his skin like this? Well, Grimmjow and the human hybrid Kurosaki Ichigo. The latter he�d defeated and thinking about that defeat made him pause for a moment.

�I see,� Ulquiorra finally commented.

�See what? How much of an idiot you are?�

�No, I now see why you chose Karin.�

�I told you ages ago why I chose her,� Grimmjow snorted.

�There is a fine line between love and hate, Grimmjow.�

�And your point?�

�She is very much like her brother.�

Grimmjow�s eyes narrowed dangerously, and despite himself, Ulquiorra felt a bit of satisfaction at managing to ruffle the other�s fur. It was frustrating to him that, when it came to these little �heart to heart� talks, Grimmjow was always the one in control and seeing that control slip a little was very gratifying.

�She is nothing like that shitty half-Shinigami,� Grimmjow snarled in response. �She even told him to fuck off when they made it in that one time!�

�No doubt to defend her child and her brother. She is very much like her brother. I have no doubt she would throw herself in Kami-sama�s path if it meant protecting her family, regardless of the fact she would stand no chance against him. Just as her foolish brother does against us.�

He wasn�t normally a very vicious person, but right now he was in a somewhat foul mood and watching Grimmjow squirm was making him feel slightly better. He wasn�t proud of himself for doing so, but even he could be selfish on occasion.

�Tell me, does Orihime-chan whisper your name in your ear when you fuck her, or does she whisper �Kurosaki-kun� when she cums?� Grimmjow maliciously snapped back.

That was it, the last straw in a day that had tested his patience time and time again. Ulquiorra saw red. He wasn�t even aware he had drawn Murciélago and moved to strike until a spray of warm blood splashed across his face and soaked his once-pristine uniform. It was like a bucket of icy water to the face as the red liquid slowly ran down his body and he stared at his hand and blood-soaked Zanpakuto in shocked disbelief.

　

　

　

Alarms went off, causing Szayel to jump in surprise, shortly before wincing at doing so. Thanks to Karin�s care he had mostly recovered from his ordeal at Kami�s hands, but the nightmares were still a nightly occurrence and his nerves were shot. Loud, unexpectedly piercing noises set him off. He had also developed a profound hatred for the colour brown and had removed anything of that hue that wasn�t absolutely necessary from his lab. There was also the nasty business of the scars that Aizen left on his body, and he�d taken to dressing himself for the day, only checking himself in the mirror after he was fully clothed.

He frowned and stared at the tone of the alarm in surprise. He hadn�t heard that particular sound since the Winter War, when they had lost a few of their Espada. Shaking off his shock, he ran to the console and pulled up the data.

The vitals of all of the Espada came up on the large screen, one of them flashing orange. He stared at the data in shock before panic quickly overcame him. He forced that panic back down before it could overcome him.

The light was orange, not red. There was time still to get to him and take care of the damage. But what could have happened to bring one of the Espada down so quickly. Unless�

�Please� please tell me he didn�t piss off Kami,� Szayel thought worriedly.

He silenced the alarm and ordered his Division to continue working while summoning Nemu to his side. He was pleased to note that Grimmjow was at least moving towards the city at a decent pace so he was either still conscious or someone was carrying him.

�He cannot permit himself to die. Karin may hold my Claim but that is not a known fact. Grimmjow is the only one protecting me from a rather undignified death or worse, demotion!

�If he were to die it would leave Karin up for grabs. I would end up under the thumb of whoever picked her up. At least she is strong enough that it would have to be someone with sufficient power.�

He didn�t even want to think about what would happen should she die instead. It would mean a slow decline in his own health and the thought terrified him to no end. As a defenceless child he would be fair game as far as the other Arrancar were concerned, and he had a good number of enemies amongst the lower ranks. He indicated to Nemu to take over while he was gone, and then left as quickly as he could.

Szayel forced himself to walk with dignity as he followed the weak pulse of Grimmjow�s reiatsu, and not run frantically to make sure his future was secure. The trail led him, shockingly, to Starrk�s house. He noticed a trail of blood spatters and didn�t even pause to knock as he barged in. He had expected to hear screaming, and he did hear some of that but it was from Karin and Orihime. What really caught his attention though was the sound of Grimmjow howling in laughter. He followed the sound around the last corner, finally spotting the gathering.

Grimmjow lay on the floor under Orihime�s golden shield. His uniform was soaked in his own blood and he could see a very large, deep gash running across the Espada�s torso slowly closing. Ulquiorra stood nearby, soaked in what could only be Grimmjow�s blood, and judging by the blood on his Zanpakuto, he had been the culprit.

The normally-stoic Espada looked rather morose as both of the women were busy screaming at HIM. Even the docile Orihime was yelling at her mate while Karin looked ready to murder him.

Ajuga was curled up in Jushiro�s lap looking like she either wanted to attack Ulquiorra or rush to her father�s side in worry. The only one who seemed calm was Jushiro himself, and even he had an expression that hovered between amusement and horror.

�Why do I always walk in on the most insane situations? What in the world happened this time? And why must there always be so much yelling involved?�

Sighing resignedly and acting out of a well-honed sense of self-preservation, Szayel picked the least agitated one of the bunch to approach.

�Szay,� Ajuga greeted him somewhat happily, but most of her attention was on her father, who was trying to catch his breath.

�Dare I ask what�s going on?� Szayel asked hesitantly.

�Papa and �cora had a fight,� Ajuga answered.

He noticed she hadn�t used the honorific and had hissed out Ulquiorra�s name. Interesting.

�Over what?� Szayel asked carefully, confused as to the motive for the fight.

�Women, by the sounds of it,� Jushiro answered dryly. �I think Grimmjow-san won a war of words and Ulquiorra-san didn�t like it much,� he chuckled weakly.

Szayel took that into consideration. It would indeed have to be a great victory to get Ulquiorra to lash out. The Fourth was well known for his tight emotional control, at least over most matters. Where a mate was concerned, and a pregnant mate at that� well, that was different. It was Szayel�s opinion that any �victory� that left one bleeding to death on the floor wasn�t much of one, but he decided that, at the moment, voicing that out loud would be a mistake.

�I�ll at least admit that last comment was hitting below the belt,� Grimmjow finally stopped cackling long enough to say.

�Indeed,� Ulquiorra conceded, green eyes narrowing.

�What comment?� Karin rounded on her mate, turning her full, furious glare on him.

It was amusing to see any Hollow, more so an Espada, cringe in fear of a human woman. Wait� make that two human women, as Orihime turned her pretty gray eyes to glower at Grimmjow as well.

�You were supposed to have a chat with him to explain things...!� Karin barked, and Szayel watched as Grimmjow suddenly seemed to adopt the demeanour of a housecat in search of a bed to hide beneath.

�It is of no consequence,� Ulquiorra suddenly declared, taking everyone by surprise.

Who would have seen the day Ulquiorra would come to Grimmjow�s defence? In fact, everyone was looking at him in utter surprise. Karin bit off anything she might have said, but kept shooting warning glances at the Sexta Espada, while Orihime refocused her efforts on closing the wound under her shield. When the flesh had sealed itself, the golden light disappeared.

�We are done here, come Onn�� he paused as he shared a look with Grimmjow, who raised one eyebrow, �Orihime,� he corrected.

Orihime seemed surprised at the use of her name, but she smiled happily at it and moved to join her mate. The two left shortly after that, with Orihime giving Karin what Szayel had learned was a customary �goodbye until next time� embrace common among human females. After they�d departed, Szayel moved closer to inspect Grimmjow�s wound, or what was left of it. The slash was completely gone, but Orihime had left a thin scar running the expanse of the healed wound. It was, no doubt, a silent reminder of what happened to those that crossed Ulquiorra.

Ajuga left Jushiro�s lap to rush over to her father. Szayel noticed she actually ran instead of bounding on all fours this time.

�Well, if this is all that is going on, I shall return to my lab,� Szayel said quietly, ready to excuse himself and get back to something other than what appeared to be a settled pissing match between two of the stronger Espada.

�Of course,� Jushiro offered him a soft smile and a bow.

�Oh no, you don�t! I need to speak to you as well,� Karin warned as she turned her attention to him, in a tone strong enough to make Szayel stand stock still, even though the order not to leave hadn�t been Claim-enforced.

What now? What could Karin possibly have to speak to him about? He didn�t have any new data about her heritage or the Swarm. His Claim was still strong and as far as he knew he hadn�t done anything to displease her.

�Of course, Karin-sama,� he bowed elegantly.

He got a small amount of satisfaction as she winced at the formality. She was right; he did plan on using that order to annoy her more than having to use an honorific with a human annoyed him. In fact, it was almost downright fun.

�Can you keep an eye on Jushiro-san and Papa while I talk to Szay?� Karin asked Ajuga.

�Of course,� Ajuga smiled happily. �Papa is alright. Papa is strong,� Ajuga said firmly.

�Better believe it, brat,� Grimmjow smirked at her from his spot on the floor, reaching up and ruffling her hair.

�Come on,� Karin ordered, and Szayel obediently fell in behind her, following her to the kitchen so she could apparently talk to him, although about what he was still clueless.

Could his day get any weirder?

　

　

Orihime can not feel Ulquiorra anymore than Nemu could Szayel or Byakuya Yammy. Karin can because unlike everyone else, she has a Mating Claim, which is a two way link.

I got to hear my babies heartbeat at the Dr�s office yesterday (big happy face)!! I read my other appointment wrong though, my Ultrasound is the 30^th, not the 20^th, grrrr. Got to wait more than a week /sob

It�s been ages, mainly because of the whole being busy thing but here is the long overdue;

This Weeks Question: What did you think of the xecution arc? Personally, I am glad it is over and didn�t really find it that good at all. It also kind of felt rushed a bit, perhaps because it was noticeable that people were not that into it. The fights more or less went as they should have.

Next Chapter: Ajuga goes to visit Gin again.
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