Crossbreeding the Future

Chapter 9

Two Years Old



Two years later and their children had not been taken from them as of yet, and for that they were eternally grateful. Unohana had been right in her assumption, Stark ended up being a wonderful father to the twins.



Galgo enjoyed napping on his father’s stomach for hours on end while Taka followed her mother all over the place and liked to wrestle with Kinomi whenever the two of them were anywhere near each other.



Reina would sit quietly in a corner and play with her blocks, a look of concentration on her face as she built her castles with Akata assisting. Ggio was now a permanent addition to their little room as the Fracción followed Reina wherever she went and constantly called her Reina-sama.



Rangiku had been worried about what kind of arrogance the child might develop because of it but just because she was Ggio’s Master Heir didn’t mean he let her get away with anything. He was respectful but firm with her, which left her feeling relieved.



The door opened and they all looked up to see Gin in the doorway. It was rare for him to come down to see them, only appearing before them if he had a message from Aizen. As usual he avoided looking in whatever direction Rangiku happened to be in.



“Aizen-sama wishes to invite you all for dinner this evening. Shall I tell him you’re coming?” He asked with that large grin on his face and his eyes closed.



“Of course, Gin-sama.” Unohana answered for them, knowing it was more a command than a question.



“Very well then, I will let him know you are coming.” He disappeared with a wave, only Reina returning it.



Checking the time it was determined they should head back to their rooms to change, wash the kids, and get ready for this dinner, which they knew was just another cover for Aizen to check up on their progress.



Unohana gathered a protesting Taka up, who complained she wasn’t done wrestling with Kinomi. Rukia chuckled as she gather her daughter up into her arms, grumbling lightly how she was starting to act too much like Grimmjow when she protested that the duel wasn’t done yet.



The children were smarter then they seemed. Kinomi somehow knew full well that Grimmjow wasn’t her father and called him Otooji when in the privacy of their chambers and Otousan when out and about.



“Otooji, Henshu-sama wants to eat us.” Kinomi complained once they walked into the room they shared with the blue haired arrancar.



“Eh?” Grimmjow looked at Kinomi with a raised eye.



“Have you been teaching her bad words again?” Rukia demanded, a look of horror on her face at what Kinomi had just declared.



“Runts got it about right.” He chuckled while Rukia just glared at him with hands on her hips. “But I doubt Aizen wants to eat us.”



“No, we have one of his check up dinners to go to.” She corrected.



“Ah.” He walked up to Kinomi and kneeled down so they were eye level. “You mean ‘Henshu-sama wants to eat WITH us.’” He corrected.



“Yep.” She chirped happily.



“Grimmjow.” Rukia protested.



“Kid can sense a creep a mile away.” He chuckled, picking her up as he stood up.



“And she still seems to be fine around you.” Rukia commented.



“Otooji is not Henshu, Otooji is Otooji.” Kinomi corrected her mother. “Oh, oh, Otooji, I beat Taka.” She declared happily.



“That’s my Pantera-chan.” He smiled at her.



A smile that was not in malice but held true pride. It was strange to see it on his face, but there it was nonetheless.



“ ‘tera.” Kinomi requested, holding her hands out expectantly with a pleading look on her face.



With a smile he set her down, drew his Zanpakuto from his sash and handed it to the little girl. Giggling Kinomi hugged the large blade, still safe in its sheath.



“ ‘tera.” She chirped happily, dragging the Zanpakuto over to a pillow and sitting down before hugging it again.



Rukia just shook her head and hoped Ichigo wouldn’t kill her too much when he found out how much of a factor Grimmjow, and his Zanpakuto, were becoming in raising his daughter. It was funny how Kinomi had developed a relationship with the blade and amazing that Grimmjow didn’t seem to mind letting her pack her namesake around.



It had started on an evening Rukia had been feeling exceptionally sick and Kinomi had been upset. Not sure what to do to stop the crying girl Grimmjow had drawn Pantera and had used the blade to catch the candle light so it shun brightly, instantly catching the little girls attention with the shinny thing.



She had quieted down almost at once and since that day the Zanpakuto had become a sort of safety blanket, able to calm her down at once. Hell she even slept with the blade like it was a teddy bear. Grimmjow didn’t even complain when she had started to chew on the end of the handle when she had entered her teething stage.



The presence of the children had definitely had a strange effect on several of the Espada. She would never have pictured any of them reading bed time stories or changing diapers. Well okay it had to be one hell of an emergency before Grimmjow would go near a diaper, but bed time stories were right up his ally.



Kinomi would sit on her bed, clutching Pantera like a teddy bear and listen in rapt attention as Grimmjow would tell her some story about his time as an adjucas and the many battles he had been in during his life, arms flying about to emphasis his point.



“Tell me ‘bout papa?” Kinomi requested, still hugging Pantera and looking at Grimmjow expectantly.



There was a time Rukia would have froze when her daughter asked the Espada that question, but now it was such a common occurrence that she knew Grimmjow wouldn’t say anything bad about him, at least in front of Kinomi.



She took the distraction as a chance to shower and freshen up. Tonight would be one of the few times they got to see her nephew, Barbo. All clean and freshened up she left the bathroom to see Kinomi sitting and watching Grimmjow intently as he related some battle he had with her father.



“Who won?” Kinomi asked near the end of the fight.



“No one.” Rukia interrupted. “They were both so beat up it was amazing either one could move.”



“Oh. I be that strong soon.” She declared.



“Of course you will.” Grimmjow agreed. “You got me to teach you how to fight.” He declared.



“Otooji strong.” She agreed happily.



“Better believe it.”



“Yes, well Otooji better get cleaned up or we will be late for dinner.”



A look of horror crossed Kinomi’s face and she quickly dashed into the bathroom, dragging Pantera after her. A smiling Grimmjow following her. Rukia just shook her head and marveled how much things could change after two years and the presence of children.



She was ready to go by the time the two emerged. It didn’t take long for them to get dressed and they were out the door rather quickly, Kinomi in Grimmjow’s arms as she was already getting too big for Rukia to carry easily and Pantera back where she belonged on Grimmjow‘s hip.



The room was rather noisy and no sooner had they arrived then the youngsters were all over each other. Taka and Kinomi were comparing bruises, or as they called them battle scars. Galgo was leaning against his father, the two of them apparently asleep. Reina was playing quietly with Barbo and Akata.



Aizen was sitting at the head of the table on his throne like chair, a soft smile on his face as he watched the children play. Gin and Tosen were seated on either side of him, one with a gleaming smile as usual the other with a stoic look.



With a clap of his hands Aizen drew the children’s attention to him. They lined up obediently from eldest to youngest and bowed. He did pay the odd visit to the ‘nursery’ and they were trained to respect him.



“Good Evening Aizen-sama.” They chorused.



“Good Evening children.” His smile widened a fraction. “As soon as you are seated we can begin dinner.”



They bolted to their respected spots between their parents and made a show of being good children. Well, for Taka and Kinomi it was a show. The hyper due just did not like to sit still for any length of time.



Dinner was severed by Lilinette and Hanataro, the former just now starting to show her own Pregnancy. None of them, other then Stark, were the least bit surprised by the development. Just over two years with Unohana had toned the young woman down, something Stark was eternally grateful for.



She never understood why Stark was so surprised his Fracción was with child and he never bothered to explain, brushing the topic off every time it was brought up. Dinner was actually rather quiet with Aizen asking questions of each of the children in turn, who answered respectfully.



Rukia always felt a twinge of fear when he questioned Kinomi, afraid she would let it slip about her father, but the little girl never did.



“How are you doing, Kinomi-chan?” Aizen asked her.



“Great.” She chirped. “Otousan was telling me an ‘tera a story before we came.” She answered with a wide smile.



“Tera?” Aizen asked.



“ ‘tera.” Kinomi smiled brightly, pointing to Grimmjow’s Zanpakuto. “She is fast and powerful and strong, just like Otousan. She says she likes me and one day I will be just as strong as Otousan.” Kinomi beamed with pride.



Aizen chuckle, as did a few of the others. Children were definitely a marvel.



“And how about you, Taka-chan?” Aizen turned his attention to Taka.



“I want to fly.” She declared.



“Oh?”



“Uh huh.” She nodded vigorously. “I know I can.” She declared firmly. “But I don’t know how now that my wings are gone.” She admitted sadly.



Almost immediately after she had been born she had began to grow a set of wings and tail feathers. It had taken them all by surprise as she developed them. Six months ago her wings and tail had shimmered and disappeared and she had lost a fair amount of her reiatsu. Lilinette had been holding her at the time and had panicked, but after a full check up by Unohana and a visit to Aizen they declared her fine and Aizen didn’t seem the least bit worried, though he did seem highly curious about something.



In the end there was nothing they could do about it. After all they were all in uncharted territory and all they could do was take things day by day.



“You just aren’t strong enough yet.” Unohana reassured her daughter.



“But I can beat Pantera-chan half the time.” She protested.



“Can not.” Kinomi countered.



“Can to.” Taka denied.



“Can not.”



“I beat you yesterday, and that’s after losing some of my power.” Taka pointed out.



“I beat you today.” Kinomi boasted.



Aizen just chuckled before raising his hand, causing both girls to instantly stop arguing and sit back down, looks of shame on their faces as they apologized. He had raised his Reiatsu ever so lightly, not even enough for the adults to notice but the two girls had felt it.



Rukia sighed and Unohana frowned at her daughter. They were still trying to find out where Taka’s stubborn streak came from as it was most definitely nowhere in Stark’s or Unohana’s demeanor.



“Now then, how would you like to have siblings?” Aizen asked.



Several faces lit up at the idea, a few scowled in annoyance at the thought. The parents froze at the question, understand the real message behind it.



“I already got a brother.” Taka pointed out.



“I already have ‘tera and Taka, but I think it would be neat.” Kinomi declared happily.



“Don’t need one.” Barbo said coldly.



“Only if she’s quiet.” Galgo grumbled.



“It could be nice.” Akata answered softly.



“It might be acceptable.” Reina proclaimed.



Rukia was only paying half attention to the children’s responses. It had been so long she had almost forgotten about the real reason Aizen was keeping them all here. Briefly she wondered how many nieces and nephews she might actually have now.



They had all been confined to a single section of the huge fortress once the children has been born. As a result they had little to no contact with the other slaves Aizen had Toshiro drag in over the last few years. It had been over a year since she had last seen her brother and almost two since they last saw Toshiro. For all she knew they could be dead or so firmly broken she wouldn’t recognize them anymore.



She had a feeling the only reason Aizen paid so much attention to them was because they were the first and likely the most powerful combinations. She wondered what she was going to do. There was no way to get to the living world as of yet.



Aizen had seemed amused by the children’s answers and told them that rather they liked it or not they might be getting a younger brother or sister soon. And with that declaration he turned his gaze to the adults.



Rukia couldn’t meet it, neither could Rangiku. No doubt the woman was horrified that she had been declared open season again for Barragan and his Fracción. Halibel looked less than pleased and it was impossible to figure out what Unohana was thinking about the declaration.



After dinner they returned to their room, Kinomi declaring how awesome it would be to have a sibling to spar with all the time when Taka wasn’t around.



“You think so, eh?” Grimmjow asked.



“Uh huh. It would be neat. Can I? Can I? Can I please have a brother?” She asked excitedly.



“We will see.” Rukia answered softly, taking her from Grimmjow’s hands and setting her to bed.



“Please Otooji?” She begged.



“I’ll talk to your Okaasan about it.” He offered.



“K. ‘tera?” She held her hands up, looking at him expectantly.



Chuckling, Grimmjow pulled Pantera out of his sash and laid it down next to her. Most kids slept with a teddy bear, Kinomi slept with a Zanpakuto. Smiling happily, she clutched the sheath and curled up around the blade, asleep almost at once.



Rukia had been worried about it at first, afraid her daughter would cut herself while sleeping. A simple piece of twine made sure that the blade would remain firmly in its sheath. It would still let Grimjow draw his blade with ease as he could snap the twin in his sleep.



Once they were sure Kinomi was asleep they sat down to talk about Aizen’s declaration. There was nothing they could really do about it. As long as he didn’t check up on them like he had last time they could just continue as they had been.



But if he did. Rukia only hesitated a moment, her gaze going to Kinomi curled around Pantera, a soft smile on her lips.

If Aizen did check on them she would lay with Grimmjow. He had done so much for her and her daughter already that she could not deny him the right. If she did somehow end up with child again at least she knew he would be a good father. She had the proof sleeping right there.











“I have decided I do not require any siblings.” Reina declared firmly.



“Aizen-sama’s word is law, Reina-sama.” Ggio pointed out.



“Otousama’s word matters more.” She declared.



Rangiku sighed, shifting Reina to her other arm. The young girl didn’t understand what was really going on and Rangiku wasn’t sure if she was happy or sad about it. The poor child had no way of knowing she had been brought into this world by many acts of violent rape, and that Aizen had ordered the same thing to happen to her mother again.



Because she was walking behind Barragan, she wasn’t able to see him smile at his daughter declaration. For all his faults he was never unkind to his heir.



“It has been two years you have served my daughter faithfully, yes?” Barragan demanded.



“Yes, Barragan-sama.” Ggio answered quickly, snapping to attention.



“Hmm. I am getting too old for this.” He grunted.



Rangiku dared to raise her gaze to look up at his back in shock before quickly dropping her gaze back to the floor before he noticed. While he had never punished her in front of Reina he would deliver it to her after his daughter had gone to sleep.



“That stupid drug of Tousen’s is too troublesome, takes too long to get out of the blood stream.” He grunted.



Now that was something that caught her interest and explained why his behaviour had been so different two years ago. She knew some drugs could have effects on a persons behaviour and that would definitely explain why he had been acting like a horny teenager in the beginning.



“Ggio.” Barragan snapped.



“Yes, Barragan-sama?” Ggio jumped before his king and kneeled, awaiting his command.



“You have gone above and beyond the call of duty to learn everything there was to make it easier for this woman to carry my Heir to birth. It is clear you are interested in this woman, correct?”



“Yes, Barragan-sama.” He answered without hesitation.



“Then consider this your reward for years of perfect service. You can have her. I have no further need of her.” Barragan declared.



The two of them froze, staring at Barragan in disbelief, Reina ignorant of the meaning of the conversation. Barragan continued walking, ignoring them and grunting something about old age catching up to him.



They returned to their room. Since Reina had been born she had been moved into the much larger room that belonged to her daughters assigned retainer. Unlike the cubby she had been locked in his room consisted of a full living room with two off shot rooms and a full bathroom.



Reina was asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, something Rangiku envied her for being able to do.

Once the young girl was safe asleep in her own room, the door left ajar enough that they could hear her if she needed something, the two of them sat down on the couch, staring at each other and completely unsure of where to even start the conversation. She curled up, clutching her legs to her ample chest.



“It is a great honor Barragan-sama has bestowed upon me.” He declared, breaking the silence.



“Yes, it is.” She agreed softly.



True out of the three of them he had been the only one not to deliberately hurt her, to actually offer her a bit of pleasure when Barragan had granted him the use of her body as either a reward for something he had done or as punishment when she had angered Barragan.



He was the one who had taken care of her during her pregnancy and helped to take care of Reina. It was he who had managed to negotiate with Barragan to tone down the torment she had been suffering.



“It is out of respect for the mother of Reina-sama that I do not want to force this.” He offered awkwardly.



“I understand. Ggio-san… I will not resist.” She looked down at her hands.



She waited in silence, expecting him to order her to bed so they could begin as soon as possible to fulfill Barragan-sama’s wishes. If it was any fault that he had it was his unwavering loyalty to Barragan.



“Not tonight.” He suddenly declared, standing up and stretching.



“Huh?” She looked at him in confusion and surprise.



“Aizen-sama never gave us a time line and one night will not make a large difference. Goodnight.” He waved, sauntering off to his room, pausing at the last second. “Feel free to join me if you wish.” He offered with a grin.



She stared after him in shock before permitting a soft smile and a near silent ‘thank you’ to fall from her lips. She checked up of Reina one last time, pleased to see her daughter was sleeping soundly.



After a moments hesitation she walked slowly over to Ggio’s room. He appeared to be asleep. She hadn’t shared his bed since the last time Barragan had gifted her to him, sleeping in the same room as her daughter after her birth and movement to his quarters.



She stared at him for a moment before stripping down and crawling into the futon beside him. He shifted a bit to give her more room before settling down again, the soft sound of his purring filling the room.



Rangiku smiled at the sound and drifted easily to sleep. Yes, perhaps things were finally starting to look up just a little bit.















“Yes.”



“No.”



“Yes.”



“No.”



“Silence.” Stark broke up the argument as he put Galgo to bed, Unohana doing the same to Taka.



“But I think a sibling would be cool.” Taka declared. “Maybe it would do more then sleep all day like Galgo does.”



“I don’t want one, it’s hard enough to sleep with you around as it is. Right Otousan?” Galgo countered.



The two of them had been woken many times when Taka wanted to play, pulling on ears, hair, or anything else she could get her hands on to wake them up. Stark suspected she had asked Lilinette for advice when no one was looking.



“I want a play mate.” Taka pouted.



“You have Kin-chan.” Galgo pointed out.



“She isn’t always here.” Taka countered.



“So. You can’t play all the time.”



“Can to.”



“Can not.”



“Can to.”



“Can not.”



“Can…”



“Enough now, Taka-chan, Galgo-kun.” Unohana interrupted softly. “Your Otousan asked for silence.”



“Sorry Okaasan.” They apologized.



“That is alright, it is time to go to sleep.”



The two nestled into their beds after giving their mother a kiss goodnight and falling asleep almost at once. Stark and Unohana retreated to the living room, both of them sighing in relief as they sat down on opposite ends of the couch. The twins could be quite the handful at times.



“I figured Aizen-sama would be declaring this again soon.” She admitted, breaking the silence.



“Hmm.” He agreed. “Too tired tonight.” He declared. “Maybe tomorrow.”



She smiled softly at his declaration. He got up, stretched, and collapsed on the bed, asleep almost as fast as his children. Chuckling softly she joined him, not resisting as she suddenly found herself spooned against him. It was a position he had adopted during her pregnancy and had kept ever since then. She wondered if he even realized he did it in his sleep.



She followed him to sleep almost as quickly. Taking care of the children left her frequently exhausted.





Stay Tuned for chapter 10: Conception



The next chapter is more or less full of more intimate scenes of our favorite victims and Nanny Gin.



Ah kids, got to love them. And thus Rangiku\'s knight in shinning armor has come to sweep her away and WHY Barragan had been acting like a horny teenager earlier has finally been revealed. Remember kids, drugs are bad for you.



Aizen does have a few other slaves now but I decided to keep them in the back ground to keep the characters to a min. Same with any other children Byakuya may have had, didn\'t want to overwhelm people with kids. With more then one stud it would be difficult to determine the real father without genetic testing and Aizen doesn\'t really care who sired who with the lower ranks. The only reason he is keeping track of and watching the higher ranks is because of their power levels.



As usual thank you to the lovely reviews.

Kazes: That scene with Grimmjow and Kinomi always gives me a laugh. Big mean arrancar lost and confused with a baby in his arms.



limegreen: Here\'s hoping I finally got you with a chapter of no spelling errors, but I doubt it. They always sneak past somehow, I swear it is a conspiracy.

Rukia and Grimmjow will not fall in love and will maintain a distant relationship despite the circumstances Aizen forces them into. I fear the rescue party will not be arriving just yet. Kinomi and Grimmjow will share an interesting relationship (not sexual or anything along those lines) that will torment her father to no end.



Kashima: Thank you for the compliments. I update pretty much daily whenever I drag my ass out of bed. I am glad my portrayal of the characters meets expectations.