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SMiLe	By : AizensBitchCurl Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2227 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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1. HaPpINesS
The Winter War had ended in Aizen's defeat. Once Aizen has been defeated, the shinigami ran through the fortress of Las Noches and destroyed it. Some of the Numeros barely escaped with their lives. Only a few (including the legendary espada) were able to reunite with each and find comfort now that they were free of Aizen's control. Slowly, one by one, the numeros re-entered the reincarnation cycle.

As their souls were reconstructed to make it into the Human World, 256 years passed. They all were born into the World of The Living. By some twisted twist of fate, they all happen to be friends in the World of The Living. They all were close together.

Ulquiorra and Grimmjow had bonded closely. They both ran a big a convenience store with Harribel, Rangiku, Mila Rose, Sun-Sun and Apache as their employees. Though the store was huge only two checkouts were available.

Their business was good. The money kept them in nice apartments. As they worked, Grimmjow would try to find time to talk to Ulquiorra. Ulquiorra would stare at Grimmjow as he talked and merely nodded and went back to work.

Grimmjow would always end the conversation in "Ulquiorra, why don't you ever smile?" It was true, in all of Grimmjow's knowing Ulquiorra, the man hadn't so much as smirked. Actually, no one had seen Ulquiorra smile. Ulquiorra would only stare then go back to his station. Grimmjow would be in a sour mood for the rest of the evening.

The day was going as normal. Mila Rose and Apache were arguing about how to stock the apples. "I told you, dumbass," Mila Rose shouted. "Don't put the fucking apples near the onions! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"You guuuys, children are here..." Rangiku said, eyeing the woman sniffing distastefully at the pair, leading her children eagerly out the store. "You're the dumbass! Where the fuck are you gonna put the fruit then, gorilla breath?!" Harribel put a customer on hold as she ran over to the two and cursed both of them out. "What is wrong with you two? Is this how you behave in public? Mila, when someone does something wrong, you don't curse them out. Apache, think about the quality we want our food to be in. Unless you want to keep this job, you will do as a employee is expected to do."

Harribel jogged back over to customer, five men taking double takes, wishing they had seen that again in slow motion. The main reason all the men came here was because they wanted to look at women's breast. Rangiku showed her breast off well, but they only could see more if they bought more.

Nelliel and her 16-year-old daughter, Nel entered the store. Nelliel only came to the store to chat with head of security, Nnoitra. They were close friends, but not close enough to start dating each other. Nelliel preferred the same sex. Nel, however went and bought almost every piece of candy in the store.

Then there was Szayel, who was as gay as is his hair color. He only laid around even though the "NO LOITERING" sign was right behind him. He would sit and whisper to Grimmjow, giving him tips on how to melt Ulquiorra from the cold person he was. Non of his advice never worked, but Grimmjow would listen anyway and try some of them. Szayel was the only trump card in this silent war called Ulquiorra Doesn't Give a Fuck.

Then there was Di Roy and Ilforte, Grimmjow closest buddies. Of course they didn't know of Grimmjow's secret crush, so Grimmjow would dub it as the old "I have a friend who likes this girl."

"Is she cute?" Di Roy asked sitting on the checkout table. Grimmjow nodded. "Yes...kind of..."

"What does she like do?" Ilforte, the master Lady's Man, said leaning on checkout table, near Szayel. "Find out her interest without telling her. Observe. Look at her surroundings and determine her personality. Any art in the apartment? Ask whether she likes art. You know what Grimmjow, in order to be a pimp like myself, you have to be smart." Ilforte rose his eyebrows. "And that you are not sir."

"I am smart!" Grimmjow snapped.

"Okay. Then answer this. Tokugawa Ieyasu-sama was famous for what battle?" Grimmjow looked down, thinking, but he didn't know the answer. "The Battle of Sekigahara." Szayel answered nonchalantly. He was a super-genius. "Shut up, I knew that!" Grimmjow yelled at Szayel. "Get off my table, Di Roy, a customer's comin'!"

Grimmjow put his game face on and smiled wide as an old woman with at least 50 cans of cat food and two giant bags of dry food put her things on the table one at time. Grimmjow merely put in "canned cat food" x56 and "big bag of Purine dry cat food" x2 in the cash register. "Okay, ma'am, that will be... 10,000 ((100 American dollars)) Yen please." The woman took out her purse, and paid in cash.

"You must have a lot of hungry cats." Grimmjow chuckled. The old lady smiled. "Yes, my 6 girls just 11 kits each yesterday." she said. Di Roy helped the woman bag her pet food up. "You wanna come home with me and be my alpha kitty? I need someone to put my boys in line." the woman said with a wink. Grimmjow only raised his eyebrow with the smile slowly disappearing.

The surrounding people laughed. "Sorry, I'm not a fan of cats.." Grimmjow said, somewhat laughing. "What're talking about Grimmy, you have two cats at home, don't you?" Grimmjow shot Szayel a dirty look and mouthed "Shut the fuck up!"

Orihime and Tatsuki entered store everyday to buy fruit. They were followed along Uryu, Chad, escorting the Kurosaki twins, 18 years of age, to buy groceries for the house. Everything was going as usual, no?
But, somewhere, deep in the Seireitei. Deep down under in the depths of hell there was a cell.

A man stood in the entranceway of a freshly destroyed hole in the wall. His lips curved into a smile. It had been so long since he had moved. He stretched. Bending backwards, forwards, and sideways. He then proceeded to crack every bone in his body. Freedom never felt so good. The guards and prisoner all scurried away as the naked form walked slowly and casually.

Colored tentacles followed his every step. Whenever he stepped, they twitched impatiently. "I know, my children." his chocolate voice cooed. He patted a very large tendril. "You wish to free yourselves. Who am I to stop you? Proceed." The nanosecond after he finished his sentences the tentacles started to beat like hearts, as if excited, veins bulged through their skin.

They shot out towards the prisoners and guards alike. They stripped the people of their clothes and mercilessly raped them all. The man rolled his eyes to back of his head in pleasure as he felt himself enter countless people. He lost himself in their screams. The pleasure was so good, he subjected his own self to the pleasure. The tendrils wrapped themselves around his legs and stroked him endlessly.

One found it way into his mouth, but they dared not to touch his bottom. He would never let himself be dominated. Even by himself.

When the man finished himself off in a large, explosive way, a garganta opened. On the other side was the ruins of Las Noches. The man smiled as he opened the main gate. When he stepped through the door, all remaining arrancars tried to overpower him. Those who had a thought watched in terror as their comrades were raped, and brutally torn apart. When at least 10 of the offenders died, all the numeros bowed to him.

"Welcome back, Aizen-sama." an arrancar with pale skin and blue hair said.

Aizen smiled at this.
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