Four years later...
"Come here you little brat!"
Grimmjow held out his arms as the little two year old ran into them. He picked her up and brushed her jet black hair out of her face. Streaks of teal brightened her long tresses. They had no idea how that happened; she was simply born like that. Amethyst orbs widened brightly, knowing that she was going to get something good.
Grimmjow took out a bag of candy from his pocket. "You want one, Kaminari?"
The toddler nodded eagerly and held out her small hand. Grimmjow placed a piece of candy in her palm. Once she got it, she wriggled to get out of his grasp. He placed her down and she ran over to the couch in he and Starrk's house. She tore open the wrapper eagerly and ate the candy so fast it didn't look like she had time to chew it. Starrk leaned against the wall and chuckled, enjoying the scene before him. He already knew what was going to happen. It happened every time.
Kaminari hopped off the couch and ran back up to Grimmjow. She placed her hands in front of her, asking for another piece. Grimmjow bent down to her level and wagged his finger in front of her. "You can't have any more until after dinner."
She frowned and her violet eyes narrowed. She kicked Grimmjow in the shin. "Gimme candy Uncle Grimmy!"
"Ow," he said chuckling. "That's not nice little girl."
She glared up at him. "I not little! Gimme candy!"
"You have to wait until..."
Kaminari flopped on the floor and began to scream just like any typical child who didn't get what they wanted. "Uncle Grimmy!"
"Oh dear," Szayel said from his spot on the opposite couch next to Renji, turning his gaze away from the current temper tantrum "You knew better than to only give her one piece Grimmjow."
"When are ya gunna learn?" Renji asked as he laughed. "She's not going to tolerate just one. She's got a serious sweet tooth."
Orihime giggled as she stood next to Ulquiorra. He gazed at the child in amusement. Ulquiorra turned to Grimmjow. "She is the only female you let yell at you like that isn't she?"
"That screeching is getting on my damn nerves."
Nnoitra reached down and grasped Kaminari by the arm and hauled her up. He placed his other arm underneath her bottom and glared at her. "What the hell are ya screaming for?"
The child immediately stopped crying. She buried her face in Nnoitra's hair, grasping it in her tiny fists. "Papa, Uncle Grimmy won't gimme."
Nnoitra looked over at Grimmjow. He held out a hand. "Give it blueberry."
"Fine lanky," Grimmjow huffed. "You're lucky this kid's my soft spot or I wouldn't share."
He handed over the bag to Nnoitra who in turn held the bag to his daughter. She put her hand in instantly.
"You can only have one more, that's it," he informed the two year old.
"Okay papa," she said as she took the candy.
Nell walked over chuckling. "You're going to spoil her Nnoitra."
"So what?" he snapped. He placed his chin on top of her head. "She can have whatever the hell she wants."
Nell smiled at her husband. It was great saying that, but it had been hell to get him to even ask. He didn't think things like marriage were needed. Everyone would know who she belonged to when he was by her side was what he always said. After a while, he finally gave in to her persistence. He said he was only doing it to shut her up. At the wedding, Nnoitra yelled at the priest to hurry the hell up so he could fuck his wife. That didn't go over very well...
