I am King ((Grimmjow x Ichigo)) with Gin

[Kulric]

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Aizen's orders were specific and final: Retrieve Kurosaki Ichigo and bring him back to Hueco Mundo alive, and without his zanpakuto. This was a simple task set to Grimmjow. Aizen knew the rivalry between the two, so he was testing Grimmjow to obey his orders. It wouldn't be easy, but given Ichigo's weakened state after their second fight, he knew Ichigo had no chance with Grimmjow's power...yet.

Orihime Inoue was currently in his possession. She was locked in her room, hoping that Ichigo and her friends would rescue her. Or at least, that's what Aizen believed....

He waited now in the throne room of Las Noches, drumming his fingers on the armrest. Soon Ichigo would be in his army, and he would take on the world of the living and Soul Society. It would take time, but this was Aizen's new plan...

 

Kurosaki Ichigo was skipping school to hunt down more hollows. They had been more active lately and he needed to study for a test as well so it was proving to be a difficult time for him. In his soul reaper form, he flash stepped towards the sky to await the next hollow. He was still healing from the previous fight with Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez, and he wondered if the man would show up again. If he did....

Ichigo sighed. This was going to be challenging. His life was definitely on the line. And plus he had to find some way to rescue Inoue before the week was out. He had been training non-stop for the past three days. Still it didn't seem to help. He just kept loosing again and again to Kisuke's tests and soon enough had gotten frustrated enough to leave for the night the previous evening. Still healing even now, and with Inoue gone, it was taking forever. His wrists hurt where Grimmjow had stabbed him, but only time would heal it all. That meant getting stronger as well.

Ichigo looked up at the clear blue sky, shading his eyes from the brilliant sun. Perhaps he could take on Grimmjow again. Make the blue haired man lead him to Inoue, save her, and then come back home. He just wanted peace after all.

[gin]

 

BORED. The Arrancar was definitely bored to no bounds as he stared at the sand dunes all over the vast entirety of Hueco Mundo. The endless barren desert of white sand and a couple of twigs there and here--plain and dull. If he wasn't even not used to it, when he was still an Adjuchas, he would definitely go crazy with boredom.

 

There was no one to test his limits, no one to take all of his savaged desires of wining something. He might have or would have killed the Shinigami if it wasn't the interference of Ulquiorra.

 

The superiority of someone like Ulquiorra made him angry of course but still he couldn't deny the power radiating from the other man. Though Grimmjow was sure he could defeat Ulquiorra if they permitted to battle one on one.

 

He was supposed to be stronger than the rest, the one on the top of the food chain. Yet it seems that he was just a minion taking orders from a traitor who'd fled to their lands. He was to submit by force and that's gotten Grimmjow pissed; every single day.

 

As he saw another thing that pissed him more, Ulquiorra stared at Grimmjow, instantly appearing at his doorstep.

 

"Aizen-sama's summons you, Grimmjow," he robotically stated. As fast as he appeared, Ulquiorra disappeared in just a speed of light.

 

"Fcking creep."

Grimmjow muttered and immediately went out from his quarters to face the demands of their oh-so-powerful Aizen-sama.

 

As he pushed the two huge doors he immediately saw the man who was still sitting at his throne regally, cold eyes staring back to his cerulean ones.

 

"So am I still grounded or what?"

he rudely asked as he twisted his body staring at the burnt area that covered his proof as the six Espada.

 

Aizen just stared at him, though he was clearly amused at Grimmjow's not respectful way of addressing him. "Let's cut to the chase, I need you to capture Ichigo Kurosaki." Grimmjow's attention immediately diverted at Aizen.

 

"The shinigami brat? What for? That twerp was goddamn weak. He couldn't even draw his Zanpakuto to its full capacity. The brat's just a pathetic loser."

He argued, not getting the logic as to why Aizen still remained fascinated with Ichigo Kurosaki.

 

"There's no need to argue Grimmjow. Ichigo Kurosaki hasn't reached his full capacity yet and I needed him." It seems to him that his boss ,Aizen, has a knack of abducting someone randomly.

 

"Like your mindless Army over there."

His head pointed outside the window where tons of Gillians were lurking behind the shadows.

 

"Exactly."

Aizen stated seriously as Grimmjow was left with no choice to comply Aizen's orders. Beating the Shinigami for the nth time wasn't bad at all. The kid definitely had a spunk which he can relate with.

 

 

--this will be fun. He chuckled darkly, exiting Aizen's chamber.

 

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One after the next after the next after the next, as so on. There were a lot of hollows today but eventually Ichigo got a break. He went towards the park and sat under a tree, watching the empty area with tired yet still keen eyes. He sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair, wiping off some sweat that had gathered from his constant fighting. It was a brilliant sunny day; not a single cloud in the sky. He shaded his eyes to look up at said sky and took a deep breath of fresh air. This was a long day so far, and he knew he had to make up another excuse to why he had left school in such a hurry. But he was sure Inoue, Uryuu and Chad would cover for him. The excuses were constant and he knew the teacher was getting irritated this morning. Three times he had stepped out of her class to go and fight off the hollows, and only twice he'd returned. By now he was sure he had detention.

 

But other than that, it was a somewhat good day.... but Ichigo's mind kept wandering back to the fight with Grimmjow. Ichigo had lost the fight for the most part. If it hadn't been for Rukia, he would be a dead man by now.

Ichigo tensed, clutching his fists together as he thought about it. Zangetsu's long strip of cloth blew in the small breeze that past by. Ichigo had stabbed it into the ground just a few feet away to rest his hands. They were well callused and marked a bit along with the wounds on his wrists from before. He rubbed them a little, being a bit sore and tender.

 

He thought of his ways to get stronger. Later tonight he'd be going to Urahara's shop to train with Yoruichi and Kisuke himself hopefully. He needed practice if he was going to face Grimmjow again. And he knew he would in due time. But that wasn't really his number one worry. What he was really concerned about was the fact he knew he'd loose to Aizen almost immediately if the guy showed up now. He would have no chance, and therefore Soul Society and the Human world would be doomed. It was a lot on his shoulders but he couldn't deny that he was still strong to say the least. Often he thought about how it would be to face Aizen and he had come to realize that he really had no chance...yet.

 

Ichigo looked across the way as a hollow came crashing towards him. "Of course..." He sighed to himself, getting to his feet and taking Zangetsu's hilt. But then he noticed something odd. The hollow retreated into Hueco Mundo before he could even get to it. He frowned over his scowl. "What the--- hey! Get back here!" He shouted at it and jumped up towards it, only to see the Gargantua close on him. He furrowed his eyebrows, annoyed. "Jeez..." He sighed, scratching his head. But by now, that tree he had been sitting under looked comfortable again....

He went down to it and sat back down, holding onto Zangetsu-just in case-and closed his eyes, drifting off to a short slumber.

[gin]

With Aizen's permission, Grimmjow opened a Garganta straight to Karakura Town. The sunset covered skies of Karakura was now ripped apart like a curtain as the Garganta forced its way open to led a pathway to an intruder who was in a mission. Although the blue-haired Arrancar likes everything that involves the word 'flashy', Grimmjow managed to hid his reiatsu very well despite the urge to challenge everyone across the radius.

 

Scratching his nape, Like a predator hunting its prey, he immediately spotted his 'target's' blatant display of energy. It's as if a dam that's too obvious for the passerby not to go unnoticed. With the use of Sonido he immediately dashed to the location of Ichigo Kurosaki.

 

He almost guffawed at the sight of the sleeping male that was totally unguarded. His mood even worsen when Aizen had prohibited bringing with him his Zanpakuto but the sight of the brat not totally healed and reckless made Grimmjow laugh darkly.

 

In slow steady steps he went in front of the sleeping Shinigami and idly stared at him for a moment. Gran Rey Cero might be a brutal thing to do just to wake the boy. So Grimmjow just settled with a normal Cero as his pointer finger taps the chest of Ichigo.

 

A blast of red light slowly appeared as his fingers and he knew Ichigo escaped the blast. He was one tough cookie and Grimmjow love to fight him rather than take him away without a fight. A mere thought of the orange hair guy surrendering at his weakened state made Grimmjow shivered with sadistic tendencies.

 

"Rise and shine, motherfcker."

 

He stared at the Shinigami with a smirk. Aizen didn't specifically stated bringing the brat in full piece. Might as well rip a limb or two, at that thought Grimmjow laughed maniacally as he stared at the guy who was staring at him with hate.

 

Though despite lacking of one arm, Grimmjow still stood smugly at the place he was rooted into. He sure as hell didn't need two arms to subdue a pathetic shinigami like Kurosaki Ichigo.

 

"Come on, attack me, Shinigami. I'm sure you've increased some power, yes? "

Grimmjow taunted with his hand gesture and leaned at the undamaged tree, his hardened cerulean orbs remained fixited at Ichigo.

 

He jabbed his hand at his pocket waited for the latter to attack.

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His eyes opened in a flash. He rolled across the grass and took up Zangetsu from it's place in the ground and stood up quickly. Sure as hell, Ichigo found himself facing Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez...

"Dammit..." He hissed between his teeth as he stared down the other. That cero he almost fired would've damaged him greatly if he hadn't felt the lowered spiritual energy of the other. Ichigo gripped Zangetsu's hilt and went into a fighting stance. "What are you doing here?" He barked angrily, not wanting to go into yet another fight if he could help it.

 

Grimmjow was always brutal. That meant in a simple park anything could be ripped up and destroyed. There were houses not too far from here as well. Ichigo chewed on the inside of his cheek, thinking about what to do or where to go if he needed room to fight. "Just back off already!" He shouted, swinging Zangetsu to his side and glaring. "Fighting is pointless right now. If you want to beat me so badly then just lead me to Inoue! I'll save her and in return I'll fight you like you want!" He knew it was reckless to say it, but if that's what it would take to save Orihime....

 

He noticed Grimm's condition still. He still wondered why he had only one arm and what happened to the other. Was he in another fight? Did Aizen punish him? Ichigo shook his head. He didn't have time to worry about the enemy. He just wanted answers.