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Shocking Encounters

Chapter Two: Paths are crossed in the middle

3rd District, Traverse Town

At this time of the evening, all people in the entire three districts were cleared from the streets for the night, except for a few that walk in the darkness to their destinations peacefully. Then a plum of black smoke appeared in one of the alleyways, Larxene in her black leather robe, wearing a hood to shroad her face from the public eye.

"*Phew* Good thing I gave those guys the slip for the last two hours when they bugged the hell out of me. Those bakas." Larxene said to herself as she took a few moments to glance around for any sign of the others that might be around before removing her hood, feeling great relief.

"Good evening. Are you enjoying the scenery, Ma'am?" A sarcasitic masculine voice called out to her from above her location.

"Huh?" She looked up at the person and gasped since he looked exactly like the man in her dreams.

"You!" She gasped as she pulled out her specially made kunai to fight.

"Oh? A fighting spirit. Well, bring it on!!" he taunted her as he curled his hand towards himself.

Larxene got really pissed off that she threw her kunai weapon towards him before jumping up onto the roof of one of the buildings to have equal battlefield level. Grimmjow caught the kunai with one of his hands while sighing, "Pathetic. Is that all you can do, b***h?"

"No, jack@$$." Larxene snapped back at him as she discharged her electricity towards him, which caught him offguard. "Shocking, isn't it?"

"OWWW!!!" Grimmjow howled in pain as he fell down onto one knee, breathing really hard from the electricity. "You ****!! You will pay for that!!"

Larxene was so mad at him to the point of wanting to kill him on the spot, yet she saw him being quite attractive to her when he is in pain, thus she appeared right beside him, kneeling down to his height and whispering into his ear, purring in content deep in her throat. "You know, you are really hot when you are suffering."

"Huh? What the ******* hell are you talking about, b***h?" He asked her, confusion clearly etched upon his face.

Larxene kicked him on the face again to make him open his eyes to reality, almost shaddering his bone fragment on his cheek. "Baka! You are so oblivious to grasp the fact that you lost!!"

"You little *******..." Grimmjow growled in hate as he felt paralyzed from the 10,000 volts/ 20 amps of electricity coursing through his body.

"Struggling to resist the discharges of electricity? *Heh* No, you are too proud to admit defeat when all odds are against you." Larxene said as she observed his actions, body language, and mood of his, ie his personality, while being amused with the sight of his face contorting in anger, "I take that statement back, this makes you really handsome."

"Nani?"

Before he could say anything further, Larxene grabbed both sides of his face with her hands, pulling him up from the ground to her height, and gave him a kiss on the lips, really catching him offguard.

"What the hell? How does she know me that much, whereas, I have no time in retaillate? Who is she?!?" he asked himself as he retailiate from her, thus, regaining the control of his body.

Larxene smirked at him as she let go of his face. "Like I said to # 8, Axel, 'I don't break my toys, I play with them.' So, bone face, did you have fun?"

"Heartless b***h." he snarled at her in fury.

"Oh? Well, to quote you, 'bring it on.'"

"Gladly." he roared out at her as he threw some punches at her.

The fight lasted for about three to four hours, until Grimmjow and Larxene were exhausted, panting and felt a lot more confident with each other while being semi-dense in the attraction.

"The hell with this!! I'm out of here!!" Grimmjow snarled while opening Gargania to let him escape from the scene of the battlefield. "You got lucky, dog, but next time, you will regret in ****ing me off in the first place, although you are cute yourself, yet don't forget my name, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques!! Mwahahahaha!!!"

As he said those words to her, the gate closed behind him, completely disappearing from the starlighted sky, leaving a determineded and quite amused Larxene on the roof alone.

"Hmph, it would be wiser to do so yourself, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, since you completely opened my eyes," Larxene huffed to herself while smirking in semi-humor to his personality before disappearing back to the World that Never Was to think.[1]
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White Room, deep within Castle Oblivion

Naminé[2], a quiet young girl that draws events that is going to happend next or manipulate memories to the whims of Marluxia, finished drawing the events that happend earlier and much more in the future, smiling to herself at the thought of Xemnas's, Marluxia's, and everyone else's reaction to the foreseen wedding between those two.
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Meanwhile, on the first floor, Larxene was catching her breath while putting both hands on her chest, completely unaware of her conflicting feelings towards Grimmjow that its making her unstable with her powers for a few moments until she calmed down and recollect her thoughts.

"What was that? Why are these feeling affecting me?? I can't be feeling these things, I have no heart." She thought to herself as she head towards the "Chamber of Sloth" to think while "heart" is giving her mixed signals with the present.

"Evening, #12." Zexion(#5) greeted her as he read from his lexion[3] while passing the time away, sitting at the table.

"Whatever. What do you want, dork?" She gruffly asked him as she gotten some coffee to drink before leaning against the opposite wall, her face contorted into a scowl while spitting the coffee out of her mouth. "Who made this crappy coffee?"

"Superior did, but that's beside the point." Zexion replied to her as he closed his book and look at her in the eye, despite half of his face is hidden behind his bangs, "What were you doing at Traverse Town a few hours ago?"

"None of your damn business!" She snapped back at him as she left the Chamber of Sloth and went to her room through the black portal doorway of hers.

"B***h." Zexion muttered to himself as he sighed.
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Las Noches

Grimmjow ignored Gin, who was waiting for his report to deliever to Aizen, always a smile etched into his face, full of secrets and silent manipulation on his part. "Grimmjow, did you enjoy your first meeting with a Ms. Larxene or Relena?"[4]

Grimmjow stopped in mid-stride, startled as the statement of Gin's, blushing really red on the face from either anger or embarrassed as hell. "How the hell did you figure out about that woman?"

"You'll find out sooner or later, Grimmjow. You'll find out." Gin replied to him with a grin on his face.

"...@!*$&" Grimmjow cursed at him, full of defiance while his face is full of fury.
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In the rooms in the tower at Las Noches

Soul, a captive lieutenant of the 3rd Squad in the Soul Society with the shinigami; endowed with psychic abbilities, as well as holder of the Royal key; wrote all the events that happend up to the point of connecting the prediction of Naminé's pictures and her hindsighted writings into one book of detailed events to foresee.

"There, that's all I can write until any more events occurs next."[5] she said telepathically to herself as she set her pencil down to think while watching the sky out of her window, the cresent moon shining in the eternal twilight, full of worry and weariness from writing for two days straight without rest. "When will Grimmjow and Larxene ever admit their feelings towards each other?"

Unknowingly thinking the same thing as Naminé was while looking at her past writing before closing the journal up.

End of Chapter Two

#1: That was a reference to Axel's statement in Chain of Memories.
#2: The girl that is a mirror resemblance of Kairi in the same game as Axel.
#3: Greek for dictionary.
#4: Larxene's arranged letter name, from the pairing, RenoxElena, of FFVII
#5: Look up in the guild, Bleach RP, for more information, ie, Inside the Soul Society topic.