The King's Only Queen

Chapter Six

Days had passed ,and Cooki had seen less and less of Grimmjow . He wouldn't look at her,he wouldn't talk to her. He in a foul mood. A murderous rage that needed to be vent out of him. Anyone and everyone was in danger. Aizen noticed the tension within Grimmjow, and remained silent. It was the other Arrancar and director Captain Tousen whom tempted him through the day,and he was on the verge of ripping someone to shreds.

"Look at the scrawny lil' blueberry, gettin' all work'd up. " One of the lower rank Arrancar taunted while circling Grimmjow with a few of his friends. Grimmjow was focused on the punching bag in front of him,but he can see the Queen standing by Aizen-sama's side. Her pretty face filled with concern, and she looked as if she hadn't had any good sleep.  Then again she probably was up all night with 'Katuun ' or who ever he is.  He didn't care anymore - A mark is a mark,and it holds no meaning to him.  She holds no meaning to him.

You're a goddamn liar,and you know it. If she didn't have meaning to you,then why are you so pissed?

Why was get so upset? It's days since their sparring,and she hasn't changed her clothing. Her skirt was still torn and her midsection still in his sight. He kept punching the bag again.  Each blow holding anger and power.

"Can't ya' hear, blueberry? " The Arrancar was a large man with light skin and dark hair. His piece of his hollow mask covered his forehead and his temple. His eyes were an ugly brown color like vomit. Those eyes were looking at his Queen- At Cooki.

"It seems the Queen need company.. " The other Arrancar with glasses and green hair. "I say we should go to her chamber tonight.~"

With one heavy kick ,the punching bag flew a great distance away. His glare was more terrifying than a demon. His hand went through the Arrancar with glasses,and cero'd the other ones behind him. He felt his anger surge through his actions. The cry of Arrancar dying made him relax.  When he got to the big Arrancar, he took no chance or hesitation, he simply tackled the other man down. Throwing punches after punches until blood gushed from his enemies face.  He had snapped, and took all of his anger and rage -and made a large enough Cero to take out a large amount of the building and it's fellow Arrancar. He wasn't planning to stop - Until he heard a drop hitting the floor.  It was the loudest thing he's heard in a room of raving of fear.  He looked over his shoulder and saw her crying.  Her  beautiful red eyes glistening, and tears falling from her face. It was the second time she had cried in Hueco Muendo, and this time, everyone had seen it. 

"Grimmjow... please...! " She was following after him.  He was fast,but she kept on his toes. His hands were shaking as he turned a corner and found himself standing in front of his room. She stepped in front of the door and stared deep into the panther's eyes.

"what has gotten into you?" She asks. 

"More important question:  who is Katuun? " He asked. He sounded calm,but she knew otherwise. 

"My knight.." A half lie. Grimmjow rolled his eyes. "One whom travels within me at times.. " 

"Within? " Grimmjow questions. 

"My soul.." She added. Grimmjow walked closer,and cornered her with his arms. Cooki felt fear after what happened out there. Grimmjow was scaring her -why had he scared her this much? It reminded her of Ryuuki when they were younger. He didn't believe her all that much. He still needed to clear his mind,but he also needed answers from her.

"Next question: What happened to you,to the point that you can't...you know..." He stammered. His face a light pink, but he was trying to be serious with her.  He was struggling to come up with a word -a good word that could replace the L-word. He knew nothing about it,so what did he know about this word? Nothing.