《Bleach (Arrancar male reader)》The Arrancar
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It's been over a year since (y/n) joined Harribel. Everything was well and the other 3 started to gown a certain respect for (y/n) as they did for Harribel. They went out fought a few hollow but (y/n) was just sitting back waiting unless he was needed. Not only that but the group of 5 was met with the king of Hueco Mundo cuz he was only interested in building his army, only cause he finds Harribel and (y/n) interesting. (Y/n) more so cause he doesn't fight weak hollows only strong ones and to his disliking, they both said no. A hammerhead shark type hollow tried to talk big and put his hands on Harribel which was a bad idea, cause she slashed his face making him yell in pain. A month or so pass and the same shark manage to find where they all lived and tried to kill Harribel for revenge and sadly (y/n), he was out training and when he arrived not only Harribel but the others where gone as well. Leaving the warrior rhino alone again with regret that he wasn't there for them when he was actually need, for failing to follow his own ideals.
The strong should protect the weak, there's nothing wrong with that. It's the duty of the strong to protect the weak until the weak are able to protect themselves. Those who use their strength to pick on the weak are the true weak one's.
It's been about a couple of mouths since the incident happened and have you been roaming the land like I used to. I won't deny it was fun having them around now that they're gone it's kind of lonely, well I can't really say that considering then I somehow managed to get another Adjuchas to follow me. But he's a bit different he says he's a Adjuchas but he seems more like a Vasto Lorde he calls himself Ginga.
"Are you alright?"- Ginga
"Yes, just thinking is all."- (y/n)
"Ah, it's about those others you told me about. If so I don't mind if you want to talk about it, after all we are journeying together so small talk isn't irrelevance."- Ginga
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"I just wonder where they are is all. And wonder if I was with them that day. Would anything be different?"- (y/n)
"They might but, you can never know for sure."- Ginga
I just nodded my head and we kept walking. It's not that talking to each other is off the table, I'm very easy to open up to but nowadays I'm not sure. so I usually stay quiet a little bit more than usual so it's usually silence between us. We kept walking until where met with something that seems like a Vasto Lorde but, way different. He has tan skin, a powerful build, and a ridge-lined cranium. He has brown eyes, black hair, long, bushy sideburns, and a thin ponytail reaching his upper-back. Aside from this, he is bald. He has orange eyebrows, and red markings under his eyes. He wears a uniform, it's a white jacket with black outlines and pants that match.
'What the hell?"- (y/n)
"Hehehe, oh look at what I found 2 pathetic bugs hahaha."- ???
Honestly I would feel angry but, seeing as these insults are coming from someone like him. I can't care any less about him so me and Vergil just kept walking.
"Hey I'm talking to you!!"- ???
"We don't care, we're not bothering you so don't bother us."- (y/n)
"Why.... you.... Insolence little insects!!!!"- ???
He tried to throw a punch at me but I was going to counter him by cutting his arm but, Ginga beat me to the punch and just stopped it his sword.
"Hm, and you call us insects.....be gone."- Ginga
Ginga held up his hand and started to charge his Cero blast.
This new person was sent flying back until he lands on the ground in pain. Ginga didn't necessarily kill him he just wanted to warn him that wasn't really the full extent of his power. Unfortunately this big oaf didn't really take the hint and stood up, he started to growl and get an erk mark on his head.
"That's it. Now I'm mad!!"- ???
"Ginga, I'll handle this one."- (y/n)
"Sure."- Ginga
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The oaf was on the ground panting heavily. He was going to try and get up but Ginga held his sword to his neck and was giving him a glare.
"Don't move."- Ginga
'Gr...that bastard never even drew his sword and had the nerve to call me lame!'- ???
"Well now, what do we have here Yammy?"- ???
a mild-featured man with brown scholarly hair with the front part of it swiped back. He has brown eyes and seems to be wearing the same thing as this oaf but seems that he call this one Yammy.
"Ah lord Aizen."- Yammy
"Aizen?"- (y/n)
"Yes that is me. Not many people can take down the Yammy like it's nothing especially now that he has Arrancar powers. Vasto Lorde are strong yes but, an arrancar is supposed to be far superior. If I may ask what are your names, I would very much like to know."- Aizen
".......(y/n)."- (y/n)
"....And I am Ginga."- Ginga
"I see.....one last question......how would you like to help me in my little dilemma?"- Aizen
I'm Apacci I used to be a Adjuchas but turned into an Arrancar thanks to this guy who calls himself Aizen. Me, Sung-sun, Mila Rose, and finally Lady Harribel have been here for about a year now.
'Gah, I'm so freaking board! Lady Harribel is out doing something with the other arrancar and I'm stuck her with Mila Rose and Sung-sun. Man I wish (y/n) was here!'- Appaci
It took me a second to realize what I said and I started to blush. What the hell is wrong with me why did I think that!? My thoughts where cut off when I felt a familiar Spirit energy and I started to look around until I saw 2 black haired Arrancar walking. One has blue eyes, 3 lines on each side of his cheeks, black pants with boots showing his toes, black gloves that and red bands on it.
And as for the other one, he's the one who was the familiar Spirit energy. It couldn't be could it?
"(Y/n)!'"- Apacci
Both me and Ginga both just got done with Aizen's operation I think that's what he calls it using something called the Hōgyoku. Well it's not that I don't like my new look just seems different then what I'm used to, not to mention that this building is nice. I stopped walking cause I thought I heard someone calling me so I turned around until I saw an Arrancar with heterochromia. Her right eye is ice blue, while her left eye is amber with a red outline around it. She has black, jaw-length hair, and her mask fragment is on the top of her head with a horn in the middle. She wears the standard Arrancar uniform, but has shoulder length sleeves with black cuffs with a v-neck, and gloves and collars over her wrists.
She ran up to me and stop so she could catch her breath. Never met her before but it feels like I have, she started to look at me and then at my sword when she did her eyes widened and she started to inch closer to me.
"(Y-y-y/n) is it?"- ???
"Yes, I'm (y/n) but. Who are you?"- (y/n)
"It's.... it's me. It's.... Apacci."- Apacci
My eyes widened when I heard what she said. I thought she was dead wait if she's her then that could mean so are the other. I was going to ask her about them but she put her hands on my face and it looked like she was tearing up.
"I...we..we thought you where dead. But your....your alive."- Apacci
Apacci puts her hands on my shoulders and buried her face in my chest. I can she me being gone effected her, and if she's like this the others must be a mess to. Harribel must be the same or worse, not knowing what to do I wrapped one arm round her and pulled her closer.
"I'm so sorry Apacci, I didn't mean to hurt you like this."- (y/n)
"** j-just shut up okay. I'm... I'm fine just got something in my eye."- Apacci
"Hmhmhm. I missed you."- (y/n)
"**.......yeah.... missed you to I guess."- Apacci
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