Crossbreeding the Future

Chapter 8

Children



“Unohana, you shouldn’t be standing for so long, you know better.” Lilinette scolded.



Unohana permitted herself to smile softly as Lilinette grabbed her hand and gently led her to a near by bench to sit on. Ever since she had entered her seventh month and her stomach became rather large Lilinette was constantly hovering, leaving Hanataro to assist Rukia and Isane. More often than not Ggio was around to assist Rangiku since he had taken a surprising interest a in her condition and his lords expected heir.



“Thank you, Lilinette-chan.” Unohana thanked with a soft smile.



The arrancar blushed and preened at the attention.



“Stark would be upset if you got hurt. You got to think about the children.”



Children. Plural. Even Aizen was surprised when they discovered she was pregnant with twins. It was so very rare in humans, and almost legendary among the Shinigami. Unohana couldn’t even think of any twins and as leader of the fourth she knew every last person in the Gotei 13 one way or another.



It was becoming difficult to travel far from the chambers she shared with Stark but she enjoyed coming out to watch Lilinette and Hanataro spar under the watchful gaze of Grimmjow too much to remain in them.



Right now the Espada was focusing on Hanataro, leaving Lilinette free to scold her for pushing herself too hard. She had been surprised that the training had continued this long, figuring Grimmjow would have gotten board of it by now.



Rukia got along just fine with said Espada, which was highly surprising. She explained he was more like Ichigo than either of them would ever dare to admit. But where Ichigo usually tried to keep a clamp on his emotions Grimmjow was more primal.



She was quick to assure them she wasn’t getting feelings for the blue haired Espada, her heart belonged to Ichigo, the father of her child, but she was willing to admit she almost thought of him as an annoying older brother who was keeping an eye on her because he had made a promise to her future husband. He would sooner die than admit it of course and no one brought it up.



“You look pretty today.” Lilinette complimented.



“Thank you.”



Her out fit almost resembled a white vest with black outlines that went just past her breast before sweeping out into a large skirt that went to her ankles, giving her large stomach and it’s bundle plenty of space. Her old outfits didn’t fit her anymore.



Stockholm Syndrome. As a trained medic she would say they were all suffering from it. She was completely comfortable around Stark now, and he did show a growing concern for her condition. And when he didn’t Lilinette was quick to fix that, though less physically then she use to.



Both her and Hanataro had taken to wearing outfits similar to their instructor and Unohana couldn’t help but notice a hint of pride in those blue eyes as the two youngster grew under his gaze.



Whatever had happened in that fight between him and Ichigo she doubted anyone else would ever learn, but according to Rukia something had shifted. Oh they had no doubt that he would be quick to kill any Shinigami, human or hollow that annoyed him outside of their little group, but inside it.



“Pride. He is the king and they are his cubs.” She noted, watching the interactions.



They had all been shocked when Rukia had admitted to them Grimmjow planned on raising Ichigo’s child. To teach it how to fight and grow strong and so help him Aizen would not get near it.



“How come Retsu gets her own personal assistant?” Rukia asked, breaking Unohana out of her inner thoughts.



“Because unlike some of us pets, her master actually cares about her and has a servant to care for her in his absence.” Rangiku pointed out.



“Speaking of Fracción, where is your guard today Rangiku?” Isane asked.



“Who knows.” She shrugged. “Maybe he ran out of cat nip again.”



That got a chuckle out of the four women. They had long since dropped all formalities with each other, even Byakuya on the occasions they saw him. Seven months of slavery did that to a person. They could no longer be considered to have any rank within Seireitei, definitely written off by now. They could no longer claim any rank in a clan, having been gone for longer then three months.



“Speak of the devil.” Rangiku sighed as they turned their attention to Ggio as he approached them.



“You are commanded to return to serve his Majesty, Barragan-sama.” He announced, although his voice lacked the usual haughty tone he use to have and held a hint of warmth.



Matsumoto sighed in annoyance, but did accept his hand to help her to her feet. She was prone to dizzy spells and moved slowly to prevent herself from losing her meals while moving.



“Catch up to you in a bit, Rangiku.” Rukia waved as Rangiku followed Ggio back to her shared quarters.



“It is getting to that time where we will be expected to return. I had better head back home to.” Isane sighed, standing up slowly and making her way back to her room.



“We should get moving as well. I believe tonight is one of those nights Aizen-sama is expecting us to accompany his Espada to dinner. No doubt to boast about his achievements again.” Rukia grumbled.



“Indeed.” Unohana sighed.



In the field Grimmjow had called a halt to the days lessons and Lilinette quickly joined Hanataro’s side, both of them bowing and thanking him for the lessons. Both women couldn’t help but to smile slightly at the sight of the gruff man showing such patience to the two youngsters.



The lessons done for the day, Grimmjow escorted Rukia back to their quarters while Lilinette assisted her back to hers.


Through some unspoken agreement the training field that had been chosen was the one closest to her room so it didn’t take too long to get back. Hanataro ran off to deliver Isane’s dinner while Lilinette helped her bath and change into one of the several kimono’s that had been provided for her.



Once dressed and ready to go, Lilinette also bolted away with the static of a Sonido. She would still need to shower and change as she and Hanataro would be serving dinner. Stark arrived not long after Lilinette disappeared, pausing on his way to the bathroom to nod at her in acknowledgment.



He re-appeared after about fifteen minutes, hair sopping wet and wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waste. Some days she wondered who was more maintenance, him or Lilinette.



He paused when he noticed her looking at him with a slight frown. With a sigh of resignation he sat down and waited while she retrieved a brush and towel to deal with his hair before he threw his uniform on and got it soaked like he normally did.



A part of her vindictive side almost convinced her to find a pink bow and braid his hair, doubting he would even notice until someone said something. As tempting as it was she did not want to give Aizen any ideas that his slaves were gaining any resemblance of control over their masters.



Satisfied he was at least presentable she brought the brush back to the bathroom, taking her time in the task to give him time to change. Wordlessly he picked her up bridal style and the world blurred as his Sonido brought them towards their destination.



It was a fair distance and there was no way she could walk that far anymore. He set her down once they were much closer and they walked the last bit, meeting Rukia and Grimmjow by the door.



Rukia was also wearing a kimono, however hers was dark blue with white flowers carved from ice. Unohana figured it was either custom made here or brought back from the real world before the realm had been locked down. Judging by the time line it was probably the first and most likely as a show of rebellion against Aizen rather then because he was being nice and it looked good on her.



Rukia and Grimmjow went in first, Aizen greeting them with fake warmth in his voice as the two found their seats. Unohana and Stark entered next, being the last to arrive. He loved to use her pregnancy as an excuse to take his time.



“Ah, Unohana-san. How are the twins doing?” Aizen asked, and for a change there was real curiosity and warmth in his voice.



“They are well, Aizen-sama.” She answered, giving an incline of her head in a way of bowing since she was unable to do so with such a large front.



“I greatly anticipate their birth.”



“It will be some time yet I am afraid.”



“I do believe the boy Lilinette has been keeping an eye on will be adequate enough to assist with the birthing process, am I correct?” He asked.



“Hanataro-san is fully trained in assisting with such a procedure.” She confirmed. “So that is why he has been left alone. I wondered what interest Aizen had in Hanataro as his abilities are sub par compared to many.”



Stark pulled her chair out for her and she sat down slowly, mindful of her front load. It was a relief to get off her feet, packing that much weight around all the time just killed them and her back. Despite the fact that it would have been more proper to wait until Aizen had seated himself, they were giving lee way based on their conditions.



Once everyone was seated, Hanataro and Lilinette entered, both dressed in something resembling formal clothing and moving about with a clear purpose while still maintaining a sense of submissiveness.



It never failed to impress upon Unohana how much confidence Hanataro had gained during his time here under Lilinette’s supervision. When they did manage to escape he would definitely be the one who would have benefited from his time spent here.



Only Halibel was unattended and it made Unohana sad to understand that Byakuya was not being spared the fate the women were and tied to one master, though who had the worse fate was up to personal opinion.



Forced to bed various women almost every night with the assistance of a drug that had trashed his system to the point his skin was almost always hyper sensitive and the drug had almost become obsolete. Or being bound to one person, but kept either pregnant and suffering from the various side effects of that condition and all it entitled, or forced into bed every night until the condition took.



Unohana was pleased to note that several of the dishes were suitable for the women present and knew that Hanataro had a hand in the meal. It was kind of funny to think that the weakest Shinigami here technically had more power then the rests, able to apparently order the lowest rank arrancar around when it came to situations involving the women.



Dinner was exactly as she expected it to go. All the customary courses were served in order and they sat about afterwards drinking tea while Aizen went on about his plans.

Normally she had remained silent during these meetings but there were many things she had been worried about since day one and now that the events those fears were based upon were fast approaching she dared to get answers. In her condition she knew Aizen would not dare to punish her for fear of harming the unborn children, and that gave her the edge needed to speak.



“If I may enquire, Aizen-sama, what is your intent with the children once they are born?” She asked in one of the lulls of the conversation, drawing everyone’s shocked expression to her. “Will they be removed from us as soon as they are born, or will we be permitted to raise them to a point?”



He didn’t seem upset at the questions in any way, but then it was always hard to tell with him.



“It will depend on you, my dear Unohana-san.” He answered.



“I see. And will we receive much of a rest after birth, Aizen-sama?” She asked.



“Again, that will depend on how quickly you rebound.”



She nodded in understanding, thanking him graciously for the information. So they would be permitted to raise their children providing they didn’t try to raise them against him. He would not force them to ‘breed’ again until their bodies were ready to handle it.



It was at least two relief’s off of their shoulders that would have her resting easier at night. Dinner concluded and they waited until the rest had left before Stark helped her to her feet.



Without a word he picked her up and the world blurred by, bringing them back to their room in a matter of seconds. She was exhausted. Just even standing took a lot out of her now a days.



She stripped out of her Kimono and crawled into bed, sighing in relief as the weight was taking off of her feet and back. The bed shifted a bit as Stark joined her. It was the same every night for the last little while. She smiled as she counted down in her head from fifteen. At 2 a hand gently touched her stomach, rubbing it in silent awe before settling down.



No matter how uninterested he pretended to be in the silent privacy of their bed that shell cracked just a little. A small look of awe was on his face as his hands explored her ever growing stomach that contained the life he helped to create, a small smile quirking on his face as one of the twins gave a kick under his hand.



She couldn’t help but to smile slightly as her exhaustion brought her to sleep with ease, the subtle massaging of her stomach assisting in the passage to slumber.









She may have conceived first but it was Rukia who went into labor first. It happened around noon while they were all eating lunch at one of the training grounds. Lilinette, Hanataro and Grimmjow had called a halt to the training as Ggio had arrived with another servant to deliver lunch.



It was actually a quiet day where both Byakuya and Toshiro were able to join them, a rather rare event giving how one was more or less locked in a room as a stud while the other was usually out hunting high level adjucas to drag back for Aizen to turn into arrancar.



If she had the time she would have pitied Rukia for the exceptionally large audience they had. She managed to trim it down by sending various people out to grab things. She sent Ggio to get a tub of warm water, Lilinette to get a small bucket of cold water, Toshiro to get some towels and a wash cloth, and finally sent Byakuya out to get some blankets and a pillow.



Isane backed off, giving them lots of space, already quite familiar with what was going on and knowing they needing the space. Rangiku was watching in a state of shock from a few feet away.



Hanataro was instantly by Rukia’s side, pulling her kimono aside and all business as he was the only one certified to do the delivery and was currently physically capable. All shyness was completely gone and a firm look of determination was on his face, his voice completely steady and firm as he walked her through it.



Surprising it was Grimmjow who was letting her use his lap as a pillow. He had taking off his shirt and had torn it to shreds to help wipe the sweat from her brow while she strained.



Unohana oversaw the whole thing, keeping quite as she observed her subordinate with a small smile of pride.


The others returned with the items they had been sent out to retrieve. Hanataro thanked them before banishing them to at least 15ft away to give them space. Most of them had looks of disbelief mixed with awe on their faces.



Grimmjow didn’t move, taking the bucket of cool water and the cloth and continued to wipe down Rukia’s face in silence as sweat continued to pour down. They were able to give her some dignity as they covered her now nearly naked body with a sheet that was quickly covered in sweat. Another was laid down beneath her so the child wouldn’t be born on the floor.



“You are doing good, Rukia-neechan. That’s it, breath deep, it’s coming, just take another deep breath and give another small push, alright.” Hanataro instructed warmly and firmly.



It took almost fourteen hours before the crown appeared. Shortly after the first child ever was born in Hueco Mundo. Hanataro snipped the cord and washed it down with a warm towel before wrapping it in a clean, dry one and handing it to the very exhausted mother before he began to clean up.



“A girl.” Rukia smiled softly at the crying bundle in her arms, noticing with a great amount of relief that the child’s hair was black and not orange to so easily give away the father.



The labor had been difficult on her, her small body having strained so hard to deliver a child that appeared was going to be as big as her father. Byakuya came forward to take his niece from her arms shortly before Rukia passed out in exhaustion.



He moved a distance away and they crowded around to get a look at the first of the children to be born. Hanataro and Grimmjow continued attending to Rukia. Ggio was being interrogated by Aizen as none of the others had even noticed his silent arrival an hour ago.



“Excellent work, Hanataro.” Unohana complimented as Lilinette left the circle of admirers to help her to the ground to sit next to Rukia and Grimmjow.



“Thank you, Unohana-sensei.” He blushed as he finished cleaning up the now coma toast Rukia and pulling a fresh kimono over her body with Grimmjow’s help.



A shadow fell over them and the looked up to see Aizen standing over them, a faint smile on his face, looking over at the group of people still surrounding the now silent baby.



“Aizen-sama.” Unohana, Lilinette and Hanataro greeted.



Grimmjow ignored him, his focus still on wiping Rukia’s brow down with cool water to bring down her temperature.



“I see all went well with the delivery.”



“Yes, Aizen-sama.” Unohana answered.



“I will expect to see the child in a few days time.” He commanded as he turned about and left, leaving them alone.



“Let’s get Rukia to bed, she will need a full nights sleep after this.” Unohana broke the uncomfortable silence that had settled around them.



Lilinette ordered her to stay on the floor and Hanataro got up to retrieve the child and send everyone back to their room before their respective masters started to really come looking for them as it was almost three in the morning.



Isane was the first to head out, followed by Ggio and Rangiku right behind her. Byakuya and Toshiro headed out next after the former reluctantly gave up his niece to Hanataro. Lilinette had disappeared in a flash of Sonido only to return a moment later with Stark by her side, his appearance suggesting she had woken him up rather rudely as he only had a pair of pants on and his hair was more mussed then usual.



Grimmjow carried Rukia back to their room, followed by Hanataro carrying the baby. Not wanting to force a new born to experience the g-force of either Sonido or Shunpo, something Hanataro was finally becoming proficient in since his sparing partner was quite able and willing to use Sonido against him.



“Ano… did you want me to stay in case of any complications, Grimmjow-sensei?” He asked hesitantly.



“No. We should be fine.” He answered, setting Rukia down on his bed and tucking her under the covers.



Hanataro tucked the baby in beside her and explained a few things about feeding and changing as a reminder as they had all already taken the courses in preparation of the children’s arrival.



After Hanataro left Grimmjow just stood there, staring down at the small bundle nestled against his charge. It was so small and helpless. A single twinge in his reiatsu would be enough to kill it. He wouldn’t even need to use a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of his strength to destroy it.



The baby opened it eyes, staring up at him intently with eyes so brown and sharp it was clear who the father was.



“Got something to say, brat?” He challenged.



It opened its mouth as if to answer and began to wail, causing him to actually jump in shock before landing in pure panic, forgetting everything he had been told about what to do in this situation.



“Shit, shit, shit, shit.” He cursed.



Rukia woke up to the scene of Grimmjow holding the baby awkwardly, apologizing and begging it to be quite while making a poor attempt at rocking her.



With a soft smile of amusement she sat up, her movement drawing his attention. She held out her arms and he quickly deposited the child. She moved her kimono aside and the child quieted down as it began to feed. It was so surreal that he just couldn’t help but to stare.



“What are you going to name her?” He found himself asking.



“Kinomi.” She answered without hesitation. “Kurosaki Kinomi.”



“Aizen will know something is up if you name her that.” He pointed out.



“Yeah.” She agreed sadly. “But I think Ichigo would kill me if I named her Kinomi Jeagerjaques.” She pointed out.



“As if I would give my name to the runt.” He grunted in irritation. “But, the child should have something of mine if only to keep Aizen clueless.” He agreed grudgingly. “It’s bad enough she reeks entirely of Shinigami.”



It was true. Kinomi’s reiatsu was pure Shinigami. Unless if one of the others were born with pure powers Aizen might suspect something. Although 5 children was hardly much of a sample, scientifically speaking.



“Pantera Kinomi.” Grimmjow offered.



“Pantera?” She asked.



He indicated his Zanpakto.



“Pantera Kinomi.” Rukia tried it out, nodding her head in agreement with the choice. “Ichigo will still be annoyed, but I think it will fit nicely. Kurosaki Pantera Kinomi.” She declared, liking how the name rolled off the tongue. “But for now, for safety sake, Pantera Kinomi.”











It wasn’t long after Rukia gave birth that Unohana went into labor. She was a bit luckier though in that she went into labor in her own room just before dinner and everything they needed was in the room.



Stark managed to get her onto the bed, and the hours of labor started all over again. Lilinette followed every one of Hanataro’s instructions. Having helped many women through their labor did surprisingly little to prepare her for her own.



She suddenly wondered why anyone would want to go through this more then once. The first one came out five hours later, a little boy with spiky brown hair. Hanataro quickly cleaned the child up and passed it to Stark to hold while he walked her through the second. Another hour later the little girl came out, black hair matted to her head.



Gasping for breath she fell back against the pillows that had been set up in relief. Her son was handed to her first, and she smiled down softly at the mop of brown hair as he yawned before promptly falling asleep. She was pleased to note he seemed to have no hole and she attributed that to the fact his chain of fate was still fully intact. He didn’t seem to have any mask fragments either and she wondered if they would develop later in life, if at all.



Next she received her daughter, black hair slightly fuzzy and piercing blue eyes. Unlike her son her daughter did have what appeared to be mask fragments in the form of a necklace around her neck. It was rather pretty actually, the centre appearing like the head of a falcon with wings sprouting out either side to form the rest of the necklace, stopping just behind her neck.



She almost yelped when she felt herself being lifted up and turned her gaze to Stark, who had picked her up and moved all four of them to the couch. A glance back showed Lilinette and Hanataro changing the bed as it was covered in the effects of giving birth.



“Names?” Stark asked, his eyes glued to the twin bundles of joy he had helped create.



“Kyuusoku Galgo and Volatil Taka.” She answered firmly.



“Good names.” He declared.



“I love them.” Lilinette announced happily.



Turning to face the two youngsters she noticed the bed had been changed and was once again looking fresh and pristine. Stark once again picked her up and made sure the three were well settled with a firm order for Lilinette and Hanataro to keep an eye on her while he reported the births to Aizen.



Aizen was already awake and sitting in his throne room handing out his next assignment to Toshiro when Stark walked in. Aizen stopped talking and looked up to him expectantly.



“Kyuusoku Glago and Volatil Taka have joined us, Aizen-sama.” He stated.



Aizen smiled with one of his rare, true smiles as he took in the news.



“Interesting names. I trust they at least show some of their heritage, unlike Pantera Kinomi.”



“Taka does.” He confirmed.



“Their reiatsu?”



“Taka feels like an arrancar, Galgo feels like a shinigami.”



“Oh? I wish to see them tomorrow evening.”



“As you wish.” Stark bowed his way out, returning to his new family.











“So cute.” Rangiku cooed at the three children as they slept peacefully in a crib together in the Day Room.



“And such a relief.” Rukia added. “I was so worried about Kinomi, but with Galgo now…”



“It shouldn’t be much longer until it’s five, six if Halibel-sama sends hers our way.” Rukia pointed out.



“I wonder about that.” Unohana admitted. “She doesn’t seem the type to want to raise a child.”



“Has anyone seen Toshiro lately?” Rangiku asked, a hint of concern in her voice.



“No. Stark-sama said that he was receiving a mission from Aizen-sama when he reported Taka-chan and Galgo-kun births.” She answered.



“Any idea on names for your children yet?” Lilinette asked curiously.



“Barragan has made it clear he will be naming the child.” Rangiku answered sourly.



“Aizen-sama has made no indication of having an interest in the child so I hope I will be permitted to name mine.” Isane answered.



The sound of foot falls brought everyone’s attention to Toshiro as he arrived. His eyes were down cast and he looked slightly ill.



“Toshiro, what’s wrong?” Rangiku demanded urgently.



He looked up to meet her eyes, then collapsed, his shoulders shaking as he sobbed. Despite her condition Rangiku was by his side in a flash, pulling him into her lap and holding him while he choked out his message.



Aizen had temporarily dropped the barrier and had sent him out to acquire more breeding stock, with specific targets in mind. One of them being Hinamori. It had been so easy to bring her in, just state he was bringing her to Aizen and she had willing went with him.



He had been responsible for bringing his best friend here to this hell and it was ripping him into pieces. He had already been forced to watch her being ‘raped’ once though Kyouka Suigetsu, he was not sure he could handle it a second time, or worse being the one forced to do it.



His crying woke the children. Rukia picked up Kinomi and bounced her a bit until she settled down, awake but no longer crying. Unohana picked up Taka, the little girl looking more annoyed at being woken up then upset. Galgo just closed his eyes and went right back to sleep before Lilinette could even finish picking him up.



“Like father like son.” Lilinette chuckled softly.



The movement of the children caught Toshiro’s attention and he managed to get himself under control as his eyes fell on the two new additions. He had yet to see them, having been sent on his mission as soon he had received his orders.



“Might I?” He asked hesitantly, approaching them.



“Of course.” Unohana smiled softly, handing him Taka.



He looked into those soft blue eyes that gazed into his and noticed almost at once the necklace of bone around her neck. She gurgled softly and he couldn’t help but to smile slightly at the small and innocent being in his arms.



“How does it feel not to be the smallest one around anymore, Toshiro?” Rangiku asked innocently.



“Matsumoto.” He growled in annoyance, causing everyone to burst into laughter.



The children began to fuss and the two mothers set about quenching hungry appetites, soft smiles on their faces that made the other two expecting mothers jealous for various reasons.











Isane was next to give birth to a little boy with the soft features of his father two weeks after Unohana. It turned out to be true that Aizen didn’t show an over amount of interest in the child as of yet, but had requested Taiyou be in the name somewhere.



Not willing to upset the man that held life and death over their heads and was more or less a god in this realm, Isane settled for Aizen Akataiyou, or Akata-kun as they called him for short.



Rangiku gave birth two weeks after Isane. They had been in the ‘day room,’ now child friendly, when she had gone into labor. When Ggio had arrived to pick her up and learned of the proceedings he had left at once to report to Barragan the coming of his child.



Out of everyone Rangiku actually had the easiest time in her labor, done in just three hours that had the others jealous beyond belief. The young girl was the spitting image of her mother, with ginger hair and blue eyes. Like Taka she did show off her hollow heritage in the form of a small tiara upon her brow.



Barragan had arrived shortly after Ggio had gone to retrieve him, but had thankfully stayed out of the way until after the child had been born, at which point he had demanded to see her before anyone else was permitted to. He held her surprisingly gently as he gazed down at the life that was half him.



“Both reiatsu, as expected of my child. Reina Ruizenban” He declared, turning his attention to Ggio, who was kneeling on the floor before him.



“Ggio Vega. It is your task to guard my Heir’s life and serve her as you would me.” He declared handing the child to Ggio.



“As you command, Baragan-sama. It will be a great honor to care for your Heir.” He bowed, accepting the child.



“She can stay with her mother for now.” Barragan grunted, turning and leaving.



Ggio returned the child to Rangiku, who let out a sigh of relief and held her daughter close as if afraid she would be taken away from her for good if she let her go. Two days later little Reina was introduced to Aizen by her father.


Out of the four, technically three for as far as they knew Aizen was unaware of Kinomi’s parentage, children who had mixed parentage only two showed any visible signs of their arrancar heritage. Rather Galgo would show signs would be something that could only come with time.



Halibel eventually gave birth to a boy, the room she had gone into labor in had been blasted to smithereens by Cero’s during the birth and Unohana had to give it to Hanataro that he came out the other end with only a few singed hairs and not scarred for life.



The young boy who was born had his mothers green eyes with his fathers black hair and features. Like his mother he also had fragments of a hollow mask, though his was no where near his face. Instead it followed his collar bone and formed a T with another piece that ran down to his belly button.



Byakuya was permitted to see his son briefly but after that no one saw hide nor hair of the child except at functions as Halibel didn’t associate with them for obvious reasons. They did learn she had named him Barbo Halibel.



As far as they knew Reina was the only one to display both the reiastu of a hollow and a Shinigami.





Stay tuned for chapter 9: Two Years Old



They have arrived. To save you all the pain of looking up the meaning of their names, for some are Spanish, I give you the translations in order of birth.



Kinomi: Berry/nut/fruit. In her case Berry was the intent.

Kyuusoku Galgo: Resting Hound

Volatil Taka: Flying Falcon

Akataiyou: Redsun

Reina: Queen

Barbo: Catfish



There will be a two year time skip. Not a lot of interesting things for babies to do really.



As usual thank you for the reviews everyone, even if some of them were a few chapters ago here be some responses.

Jessy: Feel free to leave as many reviews as you like. Grimmjow is indeed an interesting character.

limegreen: feel free to keep the corrections coming. I have been able to fix a large number of up coming errors and I always look forward to your reviews.

Linaxchan: Rangiku and Ggio just sort of sneaked up on me. I was merrily writing away and the next thing I knew. BAM, they were snuggling.

Kazes: thank you for the review, I appreciate them. And disturbing in small doses is good neh?

AnimeAngelSisters: It was indeed Aizens. Isane has been fine since Toshiro's breaking

MomOfFluffyAndFluffier: all things will reveal themselves in time. There is a somewhat happy ending to this part of the story