Melted Ice

This story is a result of cooperation between Greenmoon and I, so I'm only partly an author of this fic.


Melted Ice


Never before Aizen had been so impatient. He waited for something which would change his and Gin’s life forever.

In Soul Society no one really knew that, but Aizen’s greatest dream was to have a heir, someone whom he could teach everything he knew, someone he could raise together with Gin. The only problem was he obviously couldn’t have children with Gin. But for every problem Aizen would find a solution.

When he created arrancars, he gave few of them the ability to reproduce with a male. He could impregnate one of those arrancars and then raise a child with Gin. The idea seemed perfect. From all the arrancars with special abilities he chose Ulquiorra for a “mother”. Aizen believed their child would become strong and beautiful. What’s more Ulquiorra had always been very loyal and Aizen knew he would fulfill every command without any resistance. Indeed, he agreed for anything. Unfortunately it wasn’t so easy as Aizen thought it would be. After three weeks of trying Ulquiorra still wasn’t pregnant, and Aizen had to ask a healing arrancar for help.

“I hope he’s not defective, because you would be the one to fix him.” Sousuke said with a serious voice “He won’t leave this place until he’s pregnant. Do you understand?”

“Don’t worry, Sir. I will check on him, and proceed the intervention right away if everything’s fine.” Answered the healer.

Ulquiorra already knew what he was supposed to do. He undressed and laid on the table with his legs spread wide apart. The healing arrancar put a glove on and inserted two fingers into the patient’s anus, examining him. Ulquiorra seemed calm and totally unaffected by the procedure.

“Well, is everything as it should be?” Asked Aizen getting more and more impatient.

“It looks that he’s alright. Maybe you should have given him more time, sir.”

“When I say something has to be done, it has to be done now, so please do your work.”

“Of course, sir.” The healer took the glass pipe filled with Aizen’s seed and carefully slide it inside Ulquiorra. When he finished, he put everything away and said to the other arrancar “Please, lie here for a few more minutes, Ulquiorra-san.”

Aizen approached the arrancar, who was lying on the table.

“It’s your last chance, Ulquiorra. If you turn to be useless I will find someone else.”

“I won’t fail you, Aizen-sama. It’s a great honor that you chose me.”

“You’d better be right.” With that Sousuke left


Ulquiorra fell asleep waiting for the healer to tell him it’s alright to move. A thin and soft layer of covers was placed over him to protect his naked frame. He thought he had a dream but hollow were denied such luxury, instead the soft and warm pressure he felt on his belly was real.

He opened his eyes to see Gin standing next to the operating table he was on. His hand was on his belly. Gin wasn’t moving his hand and didn’t seem to be aware of the fact that Ulquiorra was now awake. Strangely enough his eyes were open and Ulquiorra saw for the first time the crimson color always hidden away by the closed eyelids. The usual grin was gone as well.

Gin probably wouldn’t have noticed Ulquiorra’s awareness if he hadn’t moved his eyes over the thin naked body over Ulquiorra’s torso. Their eyes crossed paths. He second Gin’s face once again bore the sadistic grin and the crimson color Ulquiorra was inspecting was gone.

“I wonder…” Gin started and moved his hand over Ulquiorra’s belly with soft circular motions. “I wonder if you are the right choice. Aizen said that you are beautiful and strong, but I need more than that.”

Ulquiorra shifted under the cover suddenly feeling violated but for no apparent reason. It was just the way the other man made people feel.

“The mother’s body is designed to protect the baby. Even though the pregnancy is unpleasant for the mother the baby is, shall we say, having the time of its life. So how do you think mothers get through all the pain and torment? Having their bodies used by another life form, their moods determined by hormones they can’t control, eating things they never thought they would want or like. The list goes on…
But you see mother get through it all because of the special bond they have with their children. The pain seem worth it for them.”

Ulquiorra quickly caught on. “I will go through it for Aizen-sama.”

Gin ignored him. “To tell the truth I always wanted to carry Aizen’s child. I wanted that unbreakable bond with a life that is partly my own. But nature wanted it otherwise. It’s cruel, fate never lets us chose not even a single road, as if it’s all planed out long before we get to live our lives.”

Gin turned and walked away. When he was at the door he looked back at Ulquiorra.
“can you break that bond once the child is born? Is your “love” for Aizen stong enough for you to ignore the most basic, animalistic instinct there can be. A mother’s instinct to protect its child.”

He turned again “Aizen said that you are strong, but is that strength enough?”

Ulquiorra was left alone in the hospital room that was colder than he remembered. He felt what he didn’t like and didn’t come to him often, he felt confused. And then he remembered the day Aizen-sama told him and a few other Arrancars of their destiny to bear children. Before he told them he needs one of them to give birth to his own. He remembered feeling some sort of warmth as he held his hand over his belly and someone’s name rang in the depth of his soul he did not know he possessed. It was all just too confusing.


The week had passed. Very stressful week for both Aizen and Gin. Only Ulquiorra seemed calm, but even he, under the mask of indifference, felt anxious. He had promised he wouldn’t fail his master. The only purpose of his life was to serve Aizen. If he failed, he’s life wouldn’t make sense anymore.

Gin and Aizen were present during the examintation. The healer checked Ulquiorra carefully, paying attention to every detail. He also took a blood sample to be sure. He sighted with relief seeing the results.

“I have a good news, sir. Ulquiorra-san is pregnant.”

“You did your job very well. You too, Ulquiorra.” Aizen rarely praised his arrancars, but this time he was very pleased.

“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. I hope you will keep an eye on him.” Said Gin to the healing arrancar.

“I will do anything to make sure that Ulquiorra-san and the baby are healthy.”


Soon the whole Hueco Mundo knew about Ulquiorra’s pregnancy. No one could touch him apart from the healer and Aizen. He wasn’t allowed to take part in battles or do anything dangerous. Ulquiorra treated his state as the most important mission in his life and he obeyed his master with a total devotion.

“I wanted to congratulate you.” Said Grimmjow, meeting Ulquiorra during a walk “You probably feel very... how can a say... special.”

“I have no time to listen to your sarcastic comments, Grimmjow.” The smaller arrancar replied with a bored voice.

“What takes you so much time? Eating and sleeping?”

“You just envy me, because Aizen-sama has chosen me, not you.”

It was the common knowledge that Grimmjow also had an ability to reproduce. Aizen had considered him a second choice if Ulquiorra had failed. However, Ulquiorra hadn’t let down his master.

“Don’t be so sure about it. Do you really think Aizen-sama cares about you? He’s nice to you because you have his child inside you. Believe me, after you give a birth, you’ll become a trash to him.”

“Whatever my master’s intentions are, I have to obey him.” Ulquiorra answered calmly.


At times Ulquiorra wondered if there was a point in eating at all. Most of the food he took in he couldn’t even hold down. But if something was to be for the baby Ulquiorra gladly obeyed his master. Today Gin and Aizen were to attend his checkup, it had been a moth since it was conformed that he is pregnant. For some unknown reason Ulquiorra has developed a dislike for Gin. But he did not understand why himself.

The healer instructed him to take off his clothes and lay down on a table. The healers hand glowed a faint green light as it hovered over Ulquiorra exposed belly. Ulquiorra tried to retreat further into the table and avoid the hand but it was a useless idea, but it wasn’t even an idea, more like an instinct.

After a few moments the healer retracted his hand and took hold of Ulquiorra’s legs and spread them apart. The inspection on that body part was a bit longer and a lot more unpleasant.

When it was done the healer spoke to Aizen as if Ulquiorra wasn’t even there.

“The baby is doing fine. The body you chose to bear the child seems to be the perfect choice. The hips are in a good position for now. We may need to perform a few procedures as the baby grows but it’s nothing to be alarmed about. You could say it’s quite a routine for this kind of case. A male body simply has different pelvis structure then that of a female which is naturally designed for child bearing. It will probably prove to have an unpleasant pressure on the surrogate mothers pelvis, but there won’t be any consequences for the baby.”

“Great news.” Aizen showed only a hint of excitement in his voice. He looked at Gin “Aren’t they?”

Gin merely nodded as Aizen took his hand and they head for the door. As they were leaving Ulquiorra heard gin tell Aizen “I love you.”

Ulquiorra had never understood why people had a desire to make that kind of statements.
In his opinion love was just a word. It held no power. For him, someone’s eyes at times held more power then a word. But lately his mind raced around one thought: “Will he ever feel the need to utter those words?”

About 30 minutes later when the healer was done checking his blood and blood pressure, he was getting up and the healer spoke to him. “Stay on the diet I prescribed to you. I will add more vitamins and calcium. I’ll give you the pills. Wait right here.”

Ulquiorra took a seat and concentrated on the silence around him waiting to hear the footsteps of the healer making his return so that he could leave. The doors busted open and Grimmjow stormed in, angry, no livid, and all bloodied up. He was trembling, his body clearly in shock. Ulquiorra acted on an instinct and got up.

“Grimmjow? What…”

Grimmjow shoot him a look of outmost loathing and called the healer. Something about the look Grimmjow gave him made Ulquiorra take a few steps back. And then he saw it. Grimmjow was missing an arm. Now that Grimmjow turned around it was rather clear to see. A couple of healers started fussing over Grimmjow as Ulquiorra got his medications.

When at the door Ulquiorra cast a look at Grimmjow. Something in his stomach felt like being tied into a tight knot, but it was nothing to do with the baby…


For the past three months Grimmjow felt more and more pissed. Not only he had lost his arm and his position in the Espadas, he also was ordered to serve Ulquiorra. He had an impression he couldn’t fall any lower.

When he entered Ulquiorra’s chamber, he found the pregnant arrancar sitting calmly on the futon. Ulquiorra wore a long, white tunic, more comfortable than the uniform. His body shape was visible through the thin layer of material.

“What do you want?” Ulquiorra stood up. His perfect figure, even with a bit rounded belly, looked delicious under the thin material. So delicious that Grimmjow licked his lips instinctively.

“I brought you fresh fruit. It was Aizen-sama’s order.”

“Put it on the table.”

Grimmjow did as he was told and froze when he heard Ulquiorra’s eratic breathe.

“Are you OK?”

“So you’re worried about me?” Ulquiorra asked with sarcasm.

“Of course I’m not. But if something bad happens to you Aizen-sama will blame me, because I was here. So are you OK?”

“Yes, I’m fine.”

In fact Ulquiorra wasn’t totally fine. He didn’t feel ill or anything like that, but he felt extremely horny, and Grimmjow’s presence didn’t help much. Ulquiorra knew the cause. Stupid hormones. But there was nothing he could do about that. He could only wait until it all would be over.

“But if something is wrong...” Grimmjow didn’t finish the sentence, because he took a good look at Ulquiorra’s delicate features again. Why hadn’t he noticed that hottness earlier?

“What are you looking at?”

Grimmjow didn’t reply, just pushed the smaller arancar against the wall and kissed him passionately. He grabbed his hips and raised them, rubbing their groins together. Ulquiorra didn’t resist. His body felt like on fire. He wanted more, but Grimmjow stopped abruptly.

“Oh shit, oh fuck...” Grimmjaw panted “Why the fuck did I do that? Fuck...” He left the room looking pissed. Ulquiorra sat on the floor, frustrated as hell.


Ulquiorra often found himself in front of a mirror examining the gentle curve his belly had. He couldn’t stop thinking about the life that was growing within him. He never understood why, but he would find himself slightly smiling every time he would place his hand on his belly. There it was a whole new life, a brand new beginning and a chance to make everything right. And it was within him, so gentle and fragile, depending on him to make it safe and healthy.

Ulquiorra felt incredible need to protect that child. He started having dreams, at first he didn’t know what that was, but the baby has changed him so much so quickly. He would wake up in the dead of the night and see he was crying. He would spend nights running through dark cold corridors of the great palace trying to find something that meant the world to him. He did not know what was that but he knew it was a part of him. He knew that something needed him just as much as he needed it. But that was just a dream.

Arms once again found their way across the belly and he hugged himself. Smile came once again and he found himself speaking comforting words to the child within him.
He walked away from the mirror and sat down in a comfortable chair resting his hands on the curve of his belly. Why was this child making him feel so much? It was almost as if every thing he ever though and felt in his life suddenly got intensified. He often thought of Grimmjow, his thought resting at times merely on the blue haired’s body. He would observe the muscular structure of his torso, slightly exposed hip bones. He would find himself trembling with desire whenever Grimmjow would get close to him. Whenever he caught the scent of the others well toned body or hear his voice.

He had feelings for Grimmjow before. Something like fascination and admiration. He respected Grimmjow’s wild side. Not that he would ever say anything about that to Grimmjow. But lately everything became messed up. Why did Aizen have to get Grimmjow so close to him when he was so confused by his own body, feelings and thoughts? And there he was every day. So close to him.

They lost control the other day and because of that Grimmjow now wouldn’t even look at him when he walked in. He would just run his errands, perhaps ask him how he was doing and then walk away. Ulquiorra bit his lip. He wanted Grimmjow’s attention. It was breaking him to be ignored. Just now his emotion were running wild again. Why come now?

Grimmjow walked in and placed some new pills on top of a night stand. He went to the bathroom to check if Ulquiorra needed fresh towels and as he passed by him he didn’t make a single gesture to show he noticed Ulquiorra presence in the room.

Ulquiorra hated it. He had no control over any aspect of his own life, no matter how many times he said to himself it was for his master, it still made him feel miserable. And now the one thing he wanted to see him wasn’t giving him the time of day.

Grimmjow passed by him again.

“Won’t you even look at me?!” Ulquiorra surprised them both with his sudden burst.

“Do you need something?” A thousand thoughts ran through Grimmjow’ mind right then and there, but Ulquiorra could never know or understand them.

“Yes! Turn around! Turn around and look at me!”

“Aren’t you a regular little master?” Grimmjow turned around and shot Ulquiorra a resentful glare. “Anything else?”

A pained expression spread across Ulquiorra’s face in a second. It almost made Grimmjow go to him and ask if he was ok. But Grimmjow fought back the instinct.

“You hate me? You must, I’m sure…” Ulquiorra walked to Grimmjow and placed a shaky hand on Grimmjow chest. Grimmjow raised an eyebrow.

“But you are right! I’m your master! Aizen said so himself.” He ignored Grimmjow’s angry growl.

“I order you to kiss me! Show me the same passion you did the other day.”

He thought Grimmjow would turn away and walk away from him again. Lately all he saw was Grimmjow's back.

“You order me? Is that how you want this?”

Ulquiorra thought he detected just the smallest hint of hurt in Grrimmjow’s voice, but before he could say sorry Grimmjow crashed their lips together. Ulquiorra closed his eyes and opened his moth inviting Grimmjow to deepen the kiss.

Grimmjow’s tongue expertly ran across his own exploring the wet warmness of Ulquiorra’s mouth. Ulquiorra kind of missed Grimmjow’s other arm as Grimmjow placed his remaining arm around his waist. Ulquiorra did not want to wait, he raised his leg over Grimmjow’s hip and wraped his arms around him.

They broke the kiss and Ulquiorra shivered feeling Grimmjow’s growing erection rub against his own.

“This is not how I wanted it… I didn’t mean to order you…I’m sorry…I just had to feel you close to me…” This time Grimmjow’s lips met his gently as to shut him up. Just a slight kiss on the lips and Grimmjow’s own went down to Ulquiorra neck. He sucked and gently nibbled at the soft flesh and silky skin. Ulquiorra moaned and began to grind his hips against Grimmjow’s, his finger finding their way to the wild blue locks of Grimmjow’s hair. He pulled Grimmjow’s hair demanding him to take his lips again.

Ulquiorra found that he loved Grimmjow’s kisses, dominant and passionate. Unlike anything he ever felt before in his life. Was that what they had with Aizen life? As he broke the kiss Grimmjow saw tears making their way out of Ulquiorra’s closed eyes.

“What is it? I thought you wanted that?” Grimm tried to pull away but Ulquiorra held him in place.

“It’s not like that… I’ve been wanting this for a while now… wanting you.” He brushed a finger over Grimmjow’s lips. “You are so wild and independent, you don’t belong here. Even if we are all equally insignificant to Aizen, lately it seems to me as if your life isn’t something he should have claim over.”

“What do you mean? Are you ok?” Grimmjow tilted his head and had the tips of their noses touch each other. It made Ulquiorra smile.

“Never mind, I don’t understand it myself. Can you give me this night?” he took Grimmjow by the hand and led him to bed. “I think Aizen cursed us. He gave us everything but left us with no way to seek happiness.”

He took of Grimmjow’s jacket and kissed his chest.

“I need to ask you something.” Grimmjow whispered.

“Ask me anything you want in the morning, anything except about loneliness. Now, please, just take me. Have it any way you like, but I just need to feel your body next to mine. Your scent, your voice, the texture of your skin, the warmth of your breath, I need it all.”

“Oh fuck, you’re so hot...” Maybe it wasn’t the nicest way of discribing feelings, but at the moment Grimmjow couldn’t think about anything inteligent.

He had to do it, and he had to do it now. He would think about consequences later. All he wanted at the moment was to claim Ulquiorra’s gorgeous body. Normally he would probably take his time, but now he was so aroused he needed to do it quickly. So he took off Ulquiorra’s tunic with one movement and licked the soft skin of his torso. He looked at the cute, little nipples and decided he wanted to have a taste. He took one of them to his mouth and started sucking gently. He stroked the other one with his fingers.

Ulquiorra didn’t know his nipples became so sensitive. He moaned and twisted under his lover’s ministrations. He had been intimate with Aizen before, but it hadn’t felt so good. He had done it only because he’d been asked for, and now he did it, because he really wanted it.

When Grimmjow stopped, Ulquiorra placed himself on hands and knees and begged for more.

“Are you sure?” The bigger arrancar asked a bit worried “Won’t it be dangerous?”

“The healer said it won’t affect the pregnancy. Please, I need you...”

Ulquiorra’s ass looked delicious and welcoming. Grimmjow caressed the soft cheeks and spread them apart, licking the opening between them with curiosity. He didn’t find it disgusting, actaully he enjoyed it a lot. It was a nice change for Ulquiorra after being invaded so many times by the healer’s fingers and medical equipment. The feeling of hot, wet tongue exploring him turned him on. When it was over, he heard Grimmjow undoing his pants. He raised his ass higher in the air, waiting to be penetrated. Grimmjow entered him not too gently, but Ulquiorra didn’t mind, he wanted it hard.

Grimmjow moved in and out as fast as he could. He’d never needed a release so much. Ulquiorra grabbed his own, neglected penis and rubbed it with a rythm of thrusts. He knew he wouldn’t last long. Next time Grimmjow slammed into him, he came into his hand. A few thrusts later Grimmjow could feel the sweet release.

Ulquiorra laid on his side, feeling Grimmjow embrassing him from behind. He closed his eyes, feeling as light as a feather. They slept together that night. Ulquiorra could spend eternity like that. He didn’t think about the future or the past. Only present moment really mattered. He even thought that maybe it was only a dream, and Grimmjow had never made love to him, but when he woke up in the morning, he saw the blue-haired arrancar lying beside him.

“How did you sleep?” Grimmjow asked, lying on his side, facing Ulquiorra.

“I’ve never slept better.” Ulquiorra yawned.

“I wanted to ask you something yestarday.”

“Yes?”

“You said you’re sorry that you ordered me to kiss you. Why?”

Ulquiorra let out a sigh. It wasn’t easy for him, but he wanted to be honest.

“It’s weird, but... I’ve changed. I don’t know if it’s because of the baby, but I started to... feel.”

“Feel what?”

“Just feel. Like humans do. Sometimes it scares me, but I can’t help it. I feel. That time when you kissed me as I ordered you I felt it shouldn’t be like that. I wanted you to also enjoyed it, I wanted you to feel, the same way I did.”

Grimmjow didn’t expect to hear something like that. He stood up confused and dressed himself.

“Have I said something wrong?” Asked Ulquiorra.

“No, I just... I think I have too much things to work out right now. And Aizen-sama is probably looking for me. I have to go now.” He gave Ulquiorra a light kiss in the cheek and left.


For the most part the days went peacefully. Ulquiorra had to suffer through a lot of checkups with the healer who didn’t seem to give a shit about the fact that the instruments were cold as hell. At first Ulquiorra didn’t mind but he has changed, he has evolved. Now he found thing irritating and found himself often complaining about just how uncomfortable carrying a child was.

But he never blamed the child. He noticed that the bond between them was growing. He would talk to the baby when it became restless, wondered will it be a girl or a boy, how Aizen and Gin will raise his child. He pondered the child’s future, questioning whether Gin would look after the child well. After all Gin said he wanted his own child. Ulquiorra fussed over every little thing he could think of. Was it right to bear a child for someone else? Was it right to give up his own child?

But he could never say anything like that in front of Aizen or Gin. He did in front of Grimmjow. Days went by well when he would find his was to Grimmjow; rest his head on Grimmjow’s chest. Everything seemed better and easier. Like he wasn’t alone and there was someone watching over him.

But alas, his happiness came to end just a couple of months after it came. Grimmjow just walked into his room….

Ulquiorra was having a bad day. The child did not give him one bit of rest and seemed to be having fun getting to know his organs as if its best friends. Kicking, elbowing, and moving all around in the cozy warmth of its mother’s stomach. The child was lively and Ulquiorra was glad about that, but still his organs could use some alone time with the baby asleep. Ulquiorra thought with a smile just how much the child reminded him of Grimmjow. As if Grimmjow made it. But he quickly remembered that his lover was not the father of his child and it got him down.

But he wouldn’t be down for long. Grimmjow walked into the room and Ulquiorra got up as energetically as his condition let him and walked over to his lover. He clashed their lips together smiling brightly. But Grimmjow didn’t respond. Instead he gently pushed Ulquiorra away and looked down.

“Did something happen to you? Talked to Tousen again?” Ulquiorra rested his hands on Grimmjow’s shoulders and tilted his head to meet his lover’s face.

“You could say that.” He placed a hand on Ulquiorra’s belly, his eyes widened, it was the first time he felt the baby move.

“It’s been overly active all day! I can’t even finish a thought without having my organs rearranged.”

“Does it bother you…hurt you?”

“It’s not exactly what you might call pleasant. But I don’t mind.”

“It won’t be long now?”

“Little less than a month. I can’t wait to see it…”

Grimmjow pulled him into and embrace. “Stop doing that to yourself.” He held puzzled Ulquiorra for just a few moments and then he backed away.

“I have to go.”

“Eh?! You just got here…”

“I won’t be coming back! Aizen has arranged for a healer to be with you 24/7. It’s over. Was fun, wasn’t it?”

Ulquiorra felt his knees go weak. This wasn’t happening. What was his lover saying?

“What do you mean?”

“I’m leaving! Stay in your room! Aizen said you are not allowed to leave here unless it’s to go to the hospital. There will be guards placed infront of your room. Stay where you belong!”

Grimmjow walked out and closed the doors behind him. He stormed through the corridors until he was well away from Ulquiorra’s chambers. He leaned against the cold wall and sank to the ground. He had to do that fast and cold. Or else he would have lost his resolve, run to Ulquiorra and hold him as long as possible. He couldn’t turn around ‘cause if he saw tears in those dark green eyes he would not be able to walk away. Walk away, he practically ran away…

It was for Ulquiorra’s sake, he comforted himself. Part of his earlier conversation with Aizen flashed through his mind:

“Stay away from him! You are making him too comfortable with his situation. He is just a shell which I need to bear my child. He is growing a sensation that you guys make some sort of family. That child will never be in his hands. It’s better for him if he doesn’t deceive himself. If you make this complicated for me I will get rid of him once the child is born!”

It was for Ulquiorra’s sake.

In his room Ulquiorra was on his knees crying. Why was this happening? When the door closed he jelled for Grimmjow to wait and come back. Why didn’t he come back?


What kind of a cruel joke was that, Ulquiorra wondered over the next few weeks. Why was he given such blissful chance only to be taken away once he became aware of it, once he started enjoying it? For days it felt like the wound was growing deeper, he just had to know.

This was a rear chance, he was left alone. He got out of his room and searched for Grimmjow’s spirit pressure. It was no hard task for him, they were both strong. After a few minutes he found his former lover sitting an a platform staring into the emptiness of the palace.
Sensing Ulquiorra’s spirit close by, Grimmjow got up. As he was about to walk away…

“Stop! Just please stop! I can’t take it any more!”

Grimmjow put on the coldest, most indifferent expression he could master.
“What is it?”

“Why? Why did I fall in love with you? Why did you go along with my infatuation? Did you not love me? Don’t you love me?”

Grimmjow smirked.

Ulquiorra shivered, he felt strong pain shoot through his abdomen, but ignored it. “What was all that time for, all those nights?”

The pain he saw in Ulquiorra’s face Grimmjow thought was there ‘cause of the feelings they clearly shared’. He turned to walk away.

“I love you!!! I do! With all that I am! And all I could think of lately is how I need only two things in my life, two people. One is you. Now I know, I know what I’ve been looking for in those dreams that woke me up so many nights.”

What was that pain? Ulquiorra crossed his arms over his stomach. It was intensifying.

“Speak to me Grimmjow!” He panted “Look at me!”

“I hate you! I didn’t want to tell you that ‘cause of your pregnancy! Now get off my case!”

Ulquiorra then felt another kind of pain shoot him. This one went to his chest. His world became a blur.

Grimmjow turned around to add another hurtful remark. What he saw cut him in half. Ulquiorra was on his knees eyes unfocused and panting, holding onto his belly. Grimmjow ran to him and caught the frail looking body as Ulquiorra lost consciousness.

“Oi! Ulquiorra! Snap out of it! Come one!”

But there was no response. He jelled at the top of his lungs and some minutes later a few healers were there to take Ulquiorra to the hospital unit. Grimmjow followed them.


Ulquiorra was placed on an operating table. An IV place in his thin hand to give him a steady feed of drugs. He would be asleep when his baby comes. Grimmjow thought that night be for the best. He approached the table and took a frail hand in his own. He kissed the joints of each finger and then leaned over to kiss Ulquiorra’s forehead.

“I’m sorry. For everything. It’s best to say goodbye.”

Grimmjow walked away sensing Aizen’s and Gin’s spirit pressure closer.

Aizen spoke to the healer “Is it time?”

“Yes! Everything seems to be in order. We are going to wake up the “mother” now.”

“Why do that?” Gin asked.

“He asked for it on his last check-up.”


Ulquiorra drifted between sleep and awareness as a group of doctors gathered. He knew what was about to happen. They were going to take his child and give it to Aizen and Gin. Any hope he ever had of being complete was to be nothing more than dust in the wind. Grimmjow hated him and his child was to be given to someone else.

There was no physical pain to be felt, even his mind was clouded but he could still cling to the thought that the baby was coming to the world and away from him.

“It’s almost done. Stop the IV drip.”

Tears, he didn’t know of, came out of his eyes as his child took it’s first breath in the world. He didn’t hear what the doctors said about the baby as he was focused on the sound of baby’s cries. Where they meant to be so loud?

Aizen took the child from the healers and placed it on another table. He brought the small dark orb to the newborns body. At places the baby’s body held fragments of hollow armor. A glass looking box formed around the child and Aizen placed the orb on top of it.

He released his spiritual pressure into the orb and it changed it’s shape. The glass shattered and Aizen moved it away from the small body. They grasped the armor fragments and pulled them off, one by one.

“There. I cleaned any sight of your surrogate mother of you. Welcome my daughter.”

Gin looked at the child. “It doesn’t have a hole?”

“It’s only partly a hollow; I removed all sighs of that lineage from her. Isn’t she beautiful?”

“She looks perfect! Come here and clean her up!” Gin instructed the healers.

Ulquiorra wondered what happened to the baby as it stopped crying, but he couldn’t move. There were healers still working on him.

By the time the baby was clean, healer finished most of the work on Ulquiorra, who was coming around. He saw someone hand a small bundle of white sheets to Gin. He wanted it. Just to see it and feel it’s scent. Not knowing why he asked.

“I want to see the baby…”

Gin smiled “Now, why would you want that? Your job is done! Well done.”

“Please… It’ a part of me that I will forever loose… I just need to hold it.”

“It is a she! And she has nothing to do with you! I suggest you calm down, you might die.” Aizen informed him

“Yes! She is my child. You can still have more children with the one you love. Oh, sorry, I forgot he hates you. It’s a cruel, cruel world…”

Aizen and Gin left the hospital unit.

Ulquiorra felt pain unlike any other rush through him. All was gone. He screamed, like a wounded animal and all went dark.

Outside of the hospital unit Grimmjow stood leaning onto the wall. He saw Gin and Aizen pass by with Ulquiorra’s child as he heard anguished scream escape his ex-lovers delicate lips. He bit his lip and clenched his fist, closing his eyes tightly.


He became a warrior again, he wore a uniform, and carried a sword, but the fellow arrancars didn’t recognise him anymore. He’d changed.

He saw her from time to time, but it was always only a glimps. A glimps of Gin holding her, a glimps of Aizen feeding her. They named her Yuki, because of her beautiful, pale skin. She looked a lot like Ulquiorra with her black hair, but had Aizen’s eyes. Her biological “mother” never had an oportunity to touch her, until one day.

That day he was passing near Aizen’s chambers and noticed that none of his masters was there. The curiosity made him enter. He wandered through the chambers and then found her, lying in the cradle. He smiled for the first time in many days, seeing her beautiful face. He took her into his arms and held her gently. The girl didn’t cry. She grasped the hems of his uniform in her tiny hands and cuddled to him. He stroked her hair gently.

“What are you doing?” Gin’s harsh voice made his smile disapeare. How come he didn’t feel his spiritual pressure? Probably because he left himself out of guard.

Ulquiorra put Yuki back into the cradle and faced Ichimaru.

“Please, forgive me, master.”

Gin slapped him in the face.

“You didn’t get a permission to touch her!” Said Ichimaru roughly.

“I’m sorry, sir.”

“Go away!”

Ulquiorra did as he was told. He returned to his chamber and cried.


After a few days he realised something. He realised that he had free will. And it meant that he didn’t have to be slave anymore. Arrancars had been created to obey their master, but Ulquiorra stopped being a normal arrancar long time ago. He still had a chance to make things like he wanted them to be. That’s way he decided to kidnap his own daughter and escape.

He waited for the moment when Aizen and Gin wouldn’t be in the chambers. When the opportunity came, he took Yuki into his arms and leave the place as soon as possible. He couldn’t hide in Hueco Mundo, but he could open the gate to Soul Society. So he did. Too bad he understimated the enemy.

“Going somewhere?” Ichimaru’s voice struck him, when he stood in front of the gate, ready to jump in. Ulquiorra held the girl tightly and shot Gin the dead look “Don’t tell me you really wanted to escape. Give me that child!”

“Stay back!”

“You can’t fight me with a baby in your arms, can you?” Gin smirked, and made a few steps towards Ulquiorra.

“That’s true, but you forgot one thing. You also can’t attack me.”

“But I don’t need to attack you, dear Ulquiorra.” Said Gin with irony “I’m still stronger then you so better do as I say, and I’ll let you live.”

“I will never let you have my child!”

“Remember that it’s also Aizen’s child.”

“He doesn’t deserve her!”

“Oh, so that’s how you repay your master after he created you? That’s so sad. Everything you have is thanks to him. Without Aizen you would be still an avarage hollow. Is that how you would like your life to look like?”

“Maybe he created me, but it doesn’t mean my life belonges to him.”

“Don’t make me laugh, arrancar. Since when arrancars have a heart? Since when arrancars can feel? Since when they can disobey their master? If you really loved her, you would let us raise her. You know you wouldn’t be able to take care of her.”

“You’re a monster!” Ulquiorra hated Gin. Hated more than anything else in the world.

Ichimaru laughed.

“Arrancar calling me a monster? That’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard. Look at yourself. Do you think that having a child makes you human?”

Then, unexpectadly, the loud blast collided with Gin’s back, making him fall to the ground. To Ulquiorra’s surprise Grimmjow was standing behind Ichimaru’s lying form.

“Run!” The blue-haired arrancar shouted to Ulquiorra.

“You son of the...” Gin tried to stand up, but it was already too late. Ulquiorra jumped into the gate.


He landed safely on the grass. The baby cried, probably because she was scared, but she didn’t have any injuries. He rocked her gently, speaking comforting words.

“That was close.” Grimmjow appeared behind him, and the gate closed.

“You’re hurt.” Ulquiorra noticed a burn on Grimmjow’s shoulder.

“It’s nothing. That bastard Gin tried to get me, but I was able to escape.”

“Why did you help me? I thought you...”

Grimmjow interrupted him.

“I have no idea what Aizen told you, but you shouldn’t believe in any word he says.”

“I’m glad you’re with me again.”

“There’s a lot of things I’d like to say, but I’m afraid it’s not a good time for it. We should get out of here. They will be probably looking for us.”


They had been walking for a few hours and nothing had changed. No matter where they went, they saw only a forest. Trees and grass everywhere.

“She’s hungry. We had to do something.” Said worried Ulquiorra, rocking the crying baby.

“There have to be a civilization. Somewhere...”

They walked a few more miles and felt a big spiritual pressure. The pressure was heading towards them and soon they saw three shinigamis, one captain, and two lower class warriors. The captain had white, long hair and he was the first to speak.

“Did Aizen send you? What do you want?” The captain put a hand on his zanpakutoh, ready to fight if it was necessary.

“We worked for Aizen, but he didn’t send us.” Replied Ulquiorra “We want to ask for help.

The captain looked at them surprised, but still didn’t trust them.

“Why should I believe you? You can be a spy.”

Ulquiorra did something what shocked everyone. He handed Grimmjow the baby and he knelt before shinigamis.

“You can kill me if you want, but please, save my daughter.”

Everyone looked at him dumbfounded.

“Please, save her.” Ulquiorra repeated, bowing as low as he could, really desperate.

After a few seconds the captain replied.

“Go with me.”

Ulquiorra had never been so grateful before.


In Seireitei the fourth division take care of Grimmjow and the baby. At the same time Ulquiorra told the first division’s captain everything.

“Your story seems very peculiar.” Commented Yamamoto “I’m not sure if we can trust you. There’s a possibility you’re a spy.

“I know it’s hard to believe it, and I don’t expect you to help me. But as long as you take care of my daughter and keep her away from Gin and Aizen I would be grateful.” Ulquiorra spoke with his head lowered to show respect.

“Yamamoto-san...” Unohana entered the chamber “I treated the arrancar’s injury and examined the child. She’s healthy, but I noticed something interesting.”

“Yes?” Asked Yamamoto.

“It seems that arrancar wasn’t lying. She’s really a mongrel. At first I though that a mother might be a female shinigami or a human, but I compared her blood sample with our data and it looks she’s indeed Aizen’s daughter. So that makes Ulquiorra-san her biological “mother”. It’s amazing.”

“Can I see her?” Asked the arrancar.

“Of course. Please, come with me.”

When they entered the hospital room Ulquiorra kissed his lover, then took the baby into his arms. She wasn’t crying anymore. She was smiling and trying to reach Ulquiorra’s face with her little hands. He kissed her tiny fingers.

Unohana noticed Shunsui standing in the doorway and approached him.

“Yamamoto thinks they can be spies.” Kyouraki warned her.

“Look at them. Do you really think they’re acting?”

They watched arrncars playing with the baby, looking happy and carefree.

“Is it possible that they really experience... love?” Shunsui was amazed.

“I think we should help them. If we do it, they can help us too.”


Twelfth division lab was by far one of the scariest places Grimmjow has ever seen, which speak a lot given that he spend his whole life in Hueco Mundo. He sat on top of an operating table and waited for the strange captain to come back with his assistant. They told him to take of his clothes and put on some white robes which seemed to be made out of a thin layer of paper or something.

Mayuri and Nemu came back in. They turned off the main light and Grimmjow was blinded when they turned on the light that was right over the table. Mayuri looked like Christmas came early for him and Nemu was pulling a whole bunch of down right scary looking medical objects.

“Please lay down.” Nemu said as Mayuri was putting on a pair off glows. Grimmjow looked perplexed but he obeyed. Nemu took his legs and spread them apart and positioned them to rest on the stirrups so the Mayuri would have better access to his rectum. Nemu moved away and pressed a paddle at the bottom of the table. Grimmjow was a bit more than freaked out. The table moved elevating the lower part of his body and lowering his head and torso.

“What the fuck?”

“It’s a standard procedure.” Mayuri informed. “It’s called “Trendelenburg position” used in gynecology. It allows better access for doctors to examine the reproductive system. Since you are a male I will have to examine you through you rectum.”

Grimmjow liked the idea less and less. But Mayuri offered him a deal. He will produce him a new arm if he allows the perverted doctor to investigate the reproductive system Aizen gave to some of his minions. He needed a pure source, one that didn’t undergo pregnancy yet. To Grimmjow it seemed like an easy enough task while he was outside, in the sunny gardens of Soul Society. But now he was increasingly worried about his safety.

Mayuri grabbed a large metal object and asked Nemu to hand him some lube. Grimmjow felt Mayuri’s fingers probe him in order to lube the entrance. Mayuri pushed the tip of the scissor looking object inside and pulled the handles apart so it starched open Grimmjow’s anus who let out a pained whimper.

“It’s so that he would have a better view of your inside.” Nemu said in calm voice.

“No kidding.” Grimmjow wasn’t trying to be nice, he was in pain “I think that if you two look closely enough you might catch a glimpse of my throat.”

“Stop complaining. Nemu bring me the vaginal ultrasound.“

“Now what?” Grimmjow growled.

Nemu was back in a second with a small table on top of which was a little screen.

“It’s a probe that allows Mayuri-sama a detailed view of the uterus, or at least that’s how it is for women.”

“Yes, it seems Aizen made them almost like hermaphrodites.” Mayuri was now using and ordinary ultrasound. “He has male reproductive organs but also modified female ones. See here just between the bladder and sigmoid colon there is a uterus. Normaly that place is empty. Tell me arrancar, do you menstruate?”

“No!!!”

“Yes, it seems to be dormant, inactive.”

“Yes I know about that, It needs to be activated. Then it releases a menstrual cycle, but just one so that…”

“There can be egg cells to be inseminated. Fascinating.”

He took the machine Nemu pulled closer to the table minutes ago. He pushed the tip of the probe into Grimmjow and Nemu turned on the screen for that ultrasound and turned off the one Mayuri was finished with. The probe was diving deeper into him all the way to the uterus.
Grimmjow bit his lower lip. He was in pain and highly uncomfortable.

“But Mayuri-sama how does one activate the uterus?”

“I just found out. It needs to be stimulated. You see a penis just wouldn’t do here. It’s far too large to stimulate such a delicate point the right way.”

Nemu cast a look at Grimmjow’s face. It seemed like he just had an orgasm. So that last moan he produced was not in pain. Seed that ejaculated from his penis was on his chest.

“Nemu, clean him up!” Mayuri retracted the object he used and seemed slightly disappointed. “We will need to continue with examinations through out this whole month. His menstrual cycle has begun. I want to see it to the end. My guess is that if there is no insemination he will bleed and the uterus will clean itself. Then it will remain dormant until stimulated again.
Nemu cleaned the seed of Grimmjow when Mayuri told her “Bring me a sterile cup. I need his sperm.”

“How are you going to do that now?” Grimmjow asked with a grin on his face. “You’ll need to wait a bit…AHHH!”

Mayuri pushed 3 fingers inside to Grimmjow’s anus.

“Don’t worry about that”

He quickly found Grimmjow’s prostate gland and mercilessly massaged it. Waves of pleasure that shoot through his body Grimmjow could not deny. He looked at his cock. Surely enough, sperm was dripping from the tip. Nemu collected it and closed the cup. Mayuri continued milking his prostate. Grimmjow arched his back and bit his lip hard almost drawing blood. When the small gland felt empty Mayuri retraced his fingers and took of his glows.

“Your menstrual cycle should end it 28 days. Around the 12th day you will start ovulating. Ovulation should last about 48 hours. I suggest you don’t have sex during month, especially while ovulating. You wouldn’t want to get pregnant and neither would I. I need to finish my examinations. I will harvest an egg from you. I’m most interested in that.”

Grimmjow was coming around. “And you can guess when the egg will be ready” He smirked.

“Of course, the egg is released during ovulation. I’ll send Nemu to pick you up in a few days when I think the next checkup should take place. And no sex.”

Mayuri was walking and Grimmjow muttered to himself “Like hell no sex, that freak doesn’t sleep with hot piece I have next to me at night. Besides I’m the dominant one.” He grinned and got up only to land on his knees. Damn, his ass hurt.


Ulquiorra was getting increasingly nervous. The baby would not stop crying. She refused the bottle, but he couldn’t blame her, lately she wasn’t holding down her food. Scared and worried Ulquiorra took his daughter to Unohana. Her report was simple. The formula didn’t go so well with the baby. She told Ulquiorra that there are a few girls in her division which would be happy to help and breast feed his child. However as soon as she saw a frown on Ulquiorra’s face she told him there is another option.
The woman’s words still echoed in his mind.
“It is not uncommon. Male lactation. It happens in both animal kingdom and amongst humans. Whenever there is no mother, if a woman dies at birth or wile the child is still infant, male can be placed in a strange mind set. Of course it all goes on person to person bases. If your bond with your daughter is strong enough you might be able to breastfeed her yourself. Come to think of it, it might be possible that you could have done it all along. Your body adjusted to fit the child’s needs, your hormones too. If you wish, you could give it a try.”
Maybe the wretch was right. But Ulquiorra was too scared to try. What if he couldn’t do it? Would that mean he was not meant to have his baby? Was he not worth having her? But his troubles and doubts had to wait. The baby kept crying and he really wanted to help her.
He approached her cot and moved the soft pink blanket of her body. Her face was red from the screams and Ulquiorra felt his heart twist at the sight. He kissed her chubby cheek and reassured her. “It’s ok. I’ll help you, I think I can”.
He placed the baby back down and started to remove his shirt, he place the discarded clothing on the side of the cot and took his baby again. He closed his eyes and begged whatever power lay beyond to help him, just to make it work. He didn’t have her all the time, she was taken from him. He offered himself to the baby, wondering if she will know what to do. What if it was too late? They were apart for too long…
Ulquiorra flinched. The sensation he felt was not entirely unpleasant. It was a strong sensation, one his body was not used to. He looked down at his baby and smiled. To her it seemed like the most natural thing in the world, it calmed her down and she just happily went on with her business. He made an awkward smile. He felt awkward. He was a male, a male that gave birth, but a male none the less. But soon he felt his anxiety subside, like feeding the baby calmed him down. He felt more relaxed then he had in a long time. He took a seat and watched the baby until she was done.
He took a towel and draped it over his shoulder, position the baby to burp her, but it seemed there was no need for that. The baby seemed content, no cramps. Her face was back to its normal color and when Ulquiorra gave up and patting her back and cradled her back in his arms she yawned and nodded off. He smiled.
“What the fuck?!”
Ulquiorra turned around to see his lover in the doorway to their room. He couldn’t help but find his positing and face amusing.
“You don’t look happy.” He commented.

“Well, considering the fact, I had my ass stretched and penetrated by various medical tools and this pervert’s fingers; it’s not so surprising that I’m not in the good mood.”
Grimmjow shook his had like a dog would shake off water. “More importantly: Did you just feed her… umm… yourself?”
Ulquiorra smiled and stated proudly “Yes.”
Grimmjow looked beaten and defeated. He sat on the bed but quickly regretted trying to do so. He flinched at the pain in his lower regions and with a growl laid on the bed and swiftly turned onto his side. That gave him a good view of Ulquiorra who was still cradling the baby.
“Well that was just about the most unpleasant think that ever happened to me…”
“Now you know what I went through during my pregnancy.” Ulquiorra didn’t seem sympathetic at all.

“You knew what he would do to me and you didn’t tell me?!” Now Grimmjow looked even more pissed then before.

“I thought you knew.”

Grimmjow blinked, but didn’t answer.
Ulquiorra placed the baby back into her cot and lay on the bed next to Grimmjow. He moved the rebellious strand of hair form Grimmjow’s face and inched closer to give him a kiss.
“Don’t you find it weird? Breastfeeding her?”
“I thought I might. But I feel very natural about it.”
Grimmjow sighed in defeat.
Ulquiorra raised an eyebrow at that. “What is it?”
Grimmjow sighed again and spoke as if he wanted nothing more then to kill himself. “I just can’t wait for that 12th division freak to find out you breastfeed.” He shuddered. “Oh god… What is he going to do to me then?”
Ulquiorra gave him a kiss on the forehead, and Grimmjow smirked. “I’m going to sleep now.” He muttered and drew his arm around Ulquiorra, who glanced one more time at the cradle, to see Yuki sleeping blissfully before cuddled to his lover.

For a few hours Aizen had been waiting patiently for Tousen’s report. He had ordered him to locate his daughter. He told himself he won’t let Ulquiorra have her, no matter what. It seemed the arrancar really started experiencing human emotions if he dared to disobey him.

“I found her, master.” Kaname entered the chamber.

“Where is she?”

“She is in Soul Society. Seireitei to be exact. It looks shinigamis already know her background. They won’t return her easily.”

“That’s why I shall take her myself. Tell everyone to get ready. If shinigamis want the war so badly they will have it sooner then they thought.” Aizen’s aura grew larger. Maybe he didn’t show it, but he was furious.


Finally the torment was heading to an end. Grimmjow paid Mayuri a visit for a last time. Only few more minutes and the examination would be over.

“When are you going to finish?” Grimmjow asked, impatient.

“I have to focus. You don’t want me to hurt you, do you?” Mayuri continued his ministrations, looking for something in arrancar’s body.

Grimmjow sighed and waited. At least he already had a new arm. It felt a bit strange, because he nearly forgot how it is to have both hands, but he was getting used to it.

“Ok, I’ve got it.” Mayuri harvested an egg from Grimmjow, who let out a sigh of relief. He got out off the table and put on his clothes. “If you would be interested in the further cooperation...”

“No!” Grimmjow didn’t even let Mayuri finish the sentence and he left the lab.

On the way home he felt totally relaxed and carefree. He wouldn’t be molested by the mad scientist anymore, he had a new arm, and something which might be called a family. But he forgot one thing. Aizen still didn’t give up. That’s why his jaw nearly dropped to the ground in shock, when he saw in the sky the gate to Hueco Mundo opening.


“Yo will be safe here.” Unohana took Ulquiorra with a baby to the secret playground, once created by Urahara. “Hanatoro will stay with you, just in case.”

The young shinigami smiled, looking a bit uneasy.

“Shouldn’t I fight?” Asked the arrancar, rocking the baby.

“Your daughter needs you more then we do.” Explained Unohana. “Grimmjow would also prefer you to stay here.”

Ulquiorra nodded, and the woman left the place. Although he didn’t feel convinced. Of course, he wanted to protect his daughter, but he was afraid that something horrible will happen to his lover. He knew Aizen’s power all too well. Shinigami were in deep trouble.

He sat with Hanatoro. Yuki already sleeping, blissfully unaware of the danger. The silence was rarely interrupted. Hours were passing, and still there was no news from the outside world. Ulquiorra started having bad feelings. What if all shinigami were dead? What if Aizen was looking for him now? Ulquiorra would never give him Yuki, never.

“That’s it.” The arrancar stood up. “I have to help them.” He handed the baby to the shinigami. “Please take care of her.”

“Wait! What if you get killed? You were supposed to stay here!”

“I can’t stay here. I have to do something.”

“What about your daughter?”

“Everything will be fine. It has to be.”


He had no doubts the battlefield would be a horrible place. He was right. No matter were he looked, there were dead bodies, and those who were still alive fighting. He desperately searched for Grimmjow, but it was difficult to find anyone in the middle of the battlefield. With his zanpakutoh ready for defense, he went further. Sill no sight of Grimmjow.

“I thought you’re a coward, and you won’t face me. But I guess I understimated you.” Aizen chuckled, standing behind terrified Ulquiorra.

The arrancar turned very slowly, hoping it’s only his imagination, but Aizen really stood there, ready to fight.

“Tell me where’s Yuki, and I might spare your life.”

“I will never let you take her.” Ulquiorra hissed.

“It’s my daughter, I have a right to her.”

“As well as me.” With that the arrancar attacked Aizen.

The fight took maybe ten seconds. Ulquiorra had no chance. He landed on the ground, not able to move. Aizen prepared to the final blow, but before he could do it, Ichigo approached him.

“Leave him alone!” With that he attacked Aizen, and it was the last thing Ulquiorra remembered before he lost consciousness.


He woke up with a whimper and realized that he’s lying on the futon. His body hurt, but he could bear with it. He laid there for some time recalling past events. He remembered the battle, and Aizen attacking him. He was also sure he heard Ichigo’s voice before he lost his consciousness. What happened? Was the battle already over? Or maybe he was unconscious only for a moment?

“I see you woke up.” His thoughts interrupted Unohana entering the room.

“What happened?” He asked nervously.

“You were unconscious for quite a long time. The battle is already over.”

“Where’s Grimmjow? Did he...”

“He’s alive, injured though.”

“I want to see him.” Ulquiorra tried to get up, but he was too weak.

“Later. You both should rest.”

“What about my daughter?”

“She’s safe. I’ll bring her.”

Unohana disappeared for a moment and returned with a child in her hands. Ulquiorra took Yuki from her, and instantly forgot about all the stress connected with the battle. Yuki smiled instinctively, and made a suckling sound. She was obviously hungry so Ulquiorra offered his nipple to her, and let her drink.

“How the battle ended?” He asked shinigami.

“In a totally unexpected way. It still difficult for me to believe that, but at some point all the arrancars turned against their lord.”

“What?” Ulquiorra looked pretty shocked.

“I think they started planning this betrayal long before the battle. Maybe thanks to you they realized they have a choice and don’t have to be Aizen’s slaves. And since we helped each other, right now we’re in peace with Hueco Mundo.” Unohana wondered for how long this state would last, but at least they had time to rebuilt Soul Society.

“Did Kurosaki killed Aizen?”

“It’s hard to say, because no one really saw him dying. However, we also couldn’t detect him.”

Ulquiorra said nothing, and continued feeding his child.


Ulquiorra lay on his side lovingly observing his sleeping baby. He insisted she be left with him so she slept in his hospital bed. He caressed her chubby cheek with his long index finger, smiling, when she caught the finger apparently still asleep. She held on to the finger, and Ulquiorra marveled his own creation. Her fist was so small. He felt his heart clench at the though that such small creature had already went through so much. Was he really worthy of having her? He leaned closed to the sleeping child and kissed her cheek, when he heard some commotion coming from the outside of his room.

The 4th division vice-captain was having a really bad day, thanks to the still hospitalized members of the 11th division, and one that was remarkably a lot like them. Her current concern was Grimmjow. He had absolutely no intention of even paying one bit off attention to her warnings that his wounds might open up. Ulquiorra smiled when he heard Grimmjow’s annoyed voice yell out “Just give it a rest woman!” right before he entered Ulquiorra’s room.

“So, you finally woke up!” Grimmjow smiled at him. But Ulquiorra was concerned none the less. Grimmjow looked really pale and his hands were shaking slightly. But he offered a smile to his lover, and observed him, as ha made his way to the bed.

Grimmjow took a seat and looked at the baby, all the commotion woke her up and she was looking confused at her surroundings. Grimmjow grinned at Ulquiorra. “Get ready for the waterworks!”

Ulquiorra raised an eyebrow but in a split second it was all clear. Yuki was confused and started crying, looking for comfort. Her mother took her into his arms hearing Grimmjow giving a politely sounding but still a mock apology. At that note Ulquiorra presented the crying bundle to Grimmjow. “Now you calm her down.” He said calmly. He knew Grimmjow must be relieved to see them both, why else would he drag himself to his room it such state. Grimmjow first made himself more comfortable on the bed, before he took the baby. He smiled at her.

“You just have to steal the show.” He winked at the baby. “And I was just about to be all romantic to your mommy.” He blew raspberries…

Yuki calmed down and blew raspberries in the air at the sight of the “father”. Grimmjow grinned “Good girl!”

Ulquiorra for the most part was confused by the private joke between the two.

Grimmjow made a nervous smile when he saw Ulquiorra’s expression. “We learned how to do that while we played a few days ago. When you were in the 4th.”
“Oh yes. When I told you to put her to sleep.”

“Thehehe… She wasn’t sleepy so we played.” He placed the baby on the bed and unwrapped her from her blanket. He lifted her clothes to reveal her belly, leaned to her and blew raspberries on her belly. Yuki sounded like she was positively delighted by the action. She laughed and made the funny noise into the air. And as Grimmjow moved away from her, she lifted her small arms in the air, inviting her daddy back to play.

“See?” Grimmjow smiled at Ulquiorra who now looked like he was melting.

Ulquiorra snapped back to realty when he heard Grimmjow laugh out real loud. “What?”
“You should have seen your face just now! No words can describe…”


“Put the baby back to sleep! Stop being such a child…”

Grimmjow picked the baby up with a smile after he wrapped her up again. “Don’t worry.” He
told Yuki. “We’ll get your mommy to play the same soon enough.”

Ulquiorra was happy. He liked all this. A family…


the end