A Brief Experiment in Cross-Breeding

“For the love of God, woman, will you stop that horrific shrieking? You’re going to bring the walls down.”

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez was not having what he would describe as ‘a good day’. First, he had lost, yet again, to not only Ichigo but to that slimy, spineless SOB Nnoitora who had almost managed to kill him. Then, as if the embarrassment couldn’t have cut any deeper, he had to have his ass saved by shinigami. Twice. The humiliation. He would have done the dignified thing and died from the shame right then and there but they probably would have just gone right along and revived him again, the bastards. And now, as the frosting on today’s shit cake:

“I said, knock it off!” Here he was, in charge of that asshole Ichigo’s midget girlfriend who was currently yowling bloody murder like a cat who had fallen into a goldfish pond. He had managed to carry her all the way to his quarters; thrown over his shoulder and writhing like a bag full of the world’s angriest snakes. He couldn’t even understand individual words from what she was screeching, it was all just a cloud of angry syllables punctuated by the ineffective blows she was raining on his back with her tiny bound fists. 

He paused briefly to kick open the door to his room before tossing her unceremoniously onto the ground. She sprang up instantly, trying and failing to assume some sort of fighting stance with her tied hands. Thanks to her forceful struggling, her clothing and hair looked like she had gotten caught in a whirlwind. The assault on his eardrums continued.

“If you think for a single god damn second I am going to just sit here and let you do whatever you like you have lost your MIND! You lay one single claw on me and I swear to god I will bite off each and every one of your fingers. The second you close your eyes to go to sleep I will be there ready to bash in that thick, oversized skull of yours. Mark my words –“

“Alright, that’s it.” Grimmjow had finally had enough. Rukia didn’t even register his movement before she found herself looking straight through the hole in his belly, as Grimmjow now had her suspended by the ankles. She wondered if she had enough leverage to deliver a debilitating blow to his crotch.

“Don’t even think about it, woman.” He said, looking down at her and apparently reading the thought on her face. Rukia just glared at him. “Now, if you promise me you’ll stop that obnoxious caterwauling, I’ll put you down. If not, I’ll keep you upside down until you pass out. Your choice. Now, what’s it going to be?”

Rukia did her best to maintain her indignant stare with all of the blood rushing to her face. “Fine,” she said bitterly, “I’ll stop.”

“Good,” said Grimmjow, dropping her on her head, “you’re a lot heaver than you look.”

Rukia yelped and got up, clutching her bruised skull. “HEY-” she started to yell.

“Ah,” said Grimmjow, “you promised.”

She let out a growl of frustration.

“You can relax anyway, I have no plans on raping you or whatever Aizen was talking about.”

That did stun her into silence. He continued, “Look, as completely nauseating as I find it, since he saved my life I owe that jackass Ichigo a favor.” Rukia just stared, not believing what she was hearing. “I know right? It’s completely sickening, owing anything to that smug, orange-haired idiot. But here we are. So will you please, for the love of God, stop with the threats and the yelling and just shut up.”

She searched his face for any kind of deception. Maybe he was toying with her, lulling her into a false sense of security. Grimmjow just rolled his eyes and, before she could react, grabbed her wrists and undid the bindings. “Besides,” he said, grinning, “If I want to hear a woman scream during sex, I make sure it’s my name.”

Rukia did not appreciate the boast. Grimmjow seemed not neither notice nor care. “Now, I have better things to do than sit here and play babysitter, alright? So I’m going to leave you here. Don’t come up with some brilliantly stupid idea and kill yourself trying to escape or whatever.”

With that, he exited the room, leaving Rukia alone to try and wrap her brain around what the hell had just happened.