《'Til Death Do Us Part [Bleach Fan Fiction: sequel to Be My Fraccion?]》You're A Nightmare
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Shortly after I slipped on the dress Aizen gave me, he returned to my room. I smiled.
"You just can't stay away from me, can you, Darling?"
He walked towards me with a suspicious and dark glint in his eye. 'No, I cannot."
Which Aizen reached me he wrapped me up in his arms and began trailing kisses down my neck. I let out a slight moan.
I grinned and decided to be a little adventurous. Without giving it a second thought, I grabbed his uniform shirt and completely ripped it from his body.
He chuckled. "You can be a little skanky sometimes, y'know..." He paused and added, "I like that about you."
I smiled and shrugged and began peppering kisses on his toned chest.
"Brooke..." He said, obviously enjoying the moment, "Do you think I'm hot."
I stopped my kisses and smirked at him. "Very."
He grinned maniacally, "Maybe even... Blazing?"
Suddenly his entire body was engulfed in cool white flames and he was gone, yet somehow his voice still echoed throughout the room.
"On fire?" I heard him chuckle, and chills ran up my spine, as I spun around hopelessly searching for the source of his voice. I found nothing but darkness as the lights were suddenly gone and the room was pitch black.
"Aizen...?"
"I told you, I can do anything." His voice said.
Suddenly Aizen was behind me, one arm wrapped around me to hinder me from moving, and the other holding his sword at my neck. He chuckled.
I stood, frozen in his strong arms. "What are you doing?"
He put his lips against my neck and mumbled into my skin, "What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Just... Having some fun?" I asked, breathless.
He pressed his sword firmer against my neck. "Beep. Wrong answer. Try again."
I grinned. "Dammit, Aizen... Are you trying to rape me?"
He pressed his sword harder against my flesh, and I felt blood trickle down to my breasts.
"No," He answered, "Besides, it's not rape if it's willing."
I sighed. "I don't know, Aizen."
"Well," He began, "I thought it was pretty obvious..." Blood continued to trickle down my neck. "I'm going to kill you."
I stared into the darkness in horror. "What?! Let me go!" I screamed.
Aizen chuckled. "Good... You're scared. You know what that makes this?" He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "A nightmare."
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Suddenly my eyes snapped open and I was laying in my bed beside Aizen, still in my towel, and no cut on my neck.
I sighed, sitting up and wiping some sweat from my brow. "Thank God, it was just a nightmare."
Aizen idly examined his fingernails, "Pretty interesting, right? Me being able to slip into your mind like that."
I growled. "You did that?! I just thought it was a f***ing nightmare!"
Aizen smirked and pushed me back down, pinning me to the bed. "Mmhm... Fear me." He let out a seductive growl.
I sighed and lay there. "Geez... Don't do that to me again. You scared the Hell out of me."
Aizen slightly pouted. "But I like it when you're afraid of me."
I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him close to my face, "Well I like it when you aren't holding your sword to my neck, telling me you're going to kill me."
"Dont lie to me, Brooke, you know you found it just a little bit thrilling."
I couldn't help but grin. "Maybe a little..."
"Mmhm, that's what I thought." He said, playing with the hem of my towel. "You should probably get dressed now."
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After I was fully ready for the announcement, I walked with Aizen to his throne room. When we arrived, everyone was already there, talking amongst themselves. When Aizen and I reached his throne, silence fell and everyone bowed before him. Aizen sat down, and I sat in the seat beside him.
I examined the crowd and saw Tohru standing in the back, jumping up and down, waving at me, and pointing at Ulquiorra, who was standing, unamused, beside her.
I smiled at them both until someone else caught my gaze. I saw Gin and he smirked at me. I clung to Aizen's arm, and tried to look away, but my gaze was locked onto him as he mouthed the words, "You look really sexy."
Aizen obviously caught it because I heard him growl.
I continued to gaze at Gin and he grinned at me.
"Brooke," Aizen mumbled until his breath, "Snap out of it. You're engaged."
I shook my head a held tighter onto Aizen's arm. "It's him not me."
Aizen shot Gin an angry glare and he quickly released his gaze.
Aizen sighed and stood, helping me to stand with him.
"Hello, Everyone," He announced to the hundreds of arrancar standing before us. "Brooke and I have a very important announcement to make to you tonight." Aizen looked towards me, "Brooke, would you care to do the honors."
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I smiled and nodded my head at him, then turned to adress the crowd.
"Aizen and I are getting married." I said loudly, and with confidence.
The entire crowd suddenly began to mumbled 'Why?"s and "What?"s and "Is this a part of the plan?"
Aizen stepped forward and glared at them all. "Enough. I expect you all to attend the wedding and congratulate your new queen. That is all. You may return to your festivities."
Music began to play and the crowd dispursed, still whispering amongst themselves, and sending me awkward glances.
The plan? What the Hell does that mean?
I felt Aizen tug on my hand.
"Come on, Brooke. You have your own throne now. It's beside me, the opposite side of Gin's."
I smiled happily and followed him, still thinking about what "the plan" could be.
My gaze snapped toward the entrance as Grimmjow walked in with his hands cassually in his pockets, and Halibel followed closely behind him.
I glared at Halibel and whispered, "Damn her."
I watched as Halibel look from me to Aizen and I think I saw her mouth say the words, "Damn her."
I growled and glared at Halibel more intensely.
Aizen took notice of my face. "Brooke, what's wrong?" When I didn't answer he followed my gaze and saw where it lead. "Ah... I see."
"She is a pain in my ass sometimes," I finally said, "Damn bitch."
"Well cheer up," Aizen said, "You will be in charge of her very soon."
I grinned. "Very true..."
"And you will be all mine." He smiled at me.
I finally turned my gaze towards him and smiled back. "Yes. All yours."
I turned my gaze back towards the crowd, but was might only by the site of Grimmjow, who was now standing in front of me, with his hand held towards me ((Much like the cover of Be My Fraccion)).
"May I have this dance?" He asked with a cocky smirk.
Aizen watched intently from the corner of his eye.
I sighed. "I guess so, Grimmjow." I took his hand and he walked me to the dance floor.
Of course, the song playing was slow and romantic.
He placed his hands on my hips and I put my arms around his neck.
As we began to sway and step to the music, Grimmjow grinned and mumbled, "If you step on my toes, I'll bite you
"You bite me, and I kick your ass." I said.
"You'd have to catch me first." Grimmow chuckled.
I growled. "I could kick your ass right here."
He grinned. "Really? And ruin your... er... Oh so lovely party?"
I rolled my eyes. "No. It would ruin you, because as soon as I'm done, Aizen would kick your ass too."
Grimmjow's face grew serious. "I don't think you would let him... Because you still love me."
My face suddenly grew pale. "What? Why the hell would I love you?"
"The same reasons you used to, because you never stopped loving me."
I refused to look at him. "I don't love you..."
That was a lie. I did love him. I just couldn't tell him that.
"Oh really?" He asked, "You don't love me..? So it won't bother you if I do this?"
Suddenly he grabbed my face, leaned in, and captured my lips with his own.
He pulled away and I stared at him, completely pale. "Why did you do that..?"
"Hah! Look at your face. You're pale as a ghost. You love me."
I growled and grabbed the front of his shirt, jerking him forward. "I do not love you!"
Grimmjow grabbed my face and kissed me again, this time with more passion.
I pushed aginst his chest, releasing myself from his grip, and slapping him. "Stop it!"
Suddenly Aizen appeared with his sword pointed at Grimmjow's throat.
"Grimmjow. Out. NOW." He nearly barked.
Grimmjow slowly backed away, and when he was at a safe distance, sonidoed out of the room.
I breathed heavily and sighed. "Why can't he just leave me alone..?"
Aizen glared after Grimmjow's shadow. "He'll leave you alone when I'm through with him."
I looked at Aizen. "What are you going to do with him?"
"If he repents to me... I may show him mercy. But I also may have to kill him." Aizen wrapped his arm around me protectively. "All of Hueco Mundo needs to see that you are MINE."
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Woah! Crazy chapter right?
Sorry it took so long for the update! I have been really busy traveling all over the place this summer! I'll try to get some more updates in soon though.
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