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Almost a month later both girls had changed slightly due to their newly accepted life as Arrancars.

Chiroko had become a bit less shy around other Arrancars in Las Noches, but she was also seen with her older brother Sousuke Aizen, or with her Aizen-appointed guard Ulquiorra Schiffer. Chiroko still tended to hide behind whoever she was with when she began to feel uneasy or scared. Instead of letting her bangs fall into her eyes, Chiroko had cut them to just over her eyes.

Magdalena had become much more talkative because of the time she spent with Luppi, and tended to stay with the more colorful Arrancars (even if she did not really get along with them that well). She was also obsessed with art; she was with her art when not with other Arrancars. Magdalena also changed her hair, as well. She had taken to tying up the blonde layer of her hair with a rainbow dyed hair tie, and clipped her bangs to the side with neon colored hair clips that she had taken from the World of the Living.

On the day that Chiroko and Magdalena were supposed meet with each other to finalize their decision on the way to differentiate themselves from the Espadas and other Arrancars.

The two female Arrancars were on their ways to the meeting hall where they would discuss the final decision. Just as the two saw each other, the two noticed that the other girl had a small group behind them.

Chiroko had Ulquiorra and Grimmjow were standing around her protectively, watching the on comers closely. On either side of the male Arrancars were Apacci and Halibel.

Behind Magdalena were Luppi, Sun-Sun, Mila-Rose, and Szayel. Luppi had his arms around Magdalena's waist, while Mila-Rose was leaning on Magdalena's shoulders.

"Hello, Chi-chan!" Magdalena greeted in a happily airy voice, a small smile on her lips.

"Magdalena." Chiroko murmured, giving her a small nod.

"What? No hello…too good for that?" Luppi sneered nastily.

"Suck-up." Mila-Rose growled.

"Poser." Sun-Sun hissed.

"What was that? You wanna start somethin'?" Grimmjow snarled at Luppi.

"Keep your mouth shut, trash." Ulquiorra ordered, his tone rough.

"What the hell you guys?" Apacci exclaimed, glaring at Sun-Sun and Mila-Rose.

Halibel and Szayel both sighed and shook their heads in annoyance and disappointment.

Magdalena poked Luppi, Mila-Rose, and Sun-Sun on a specific pressure point on their bodies that made them collapse and their pupils dilate; Magdalena over Luppi and murmured, "Bad Luppi."

"What did you do to them?" Halibel questioned, looking at Mila-Rose and Sun-Sun in concern.

"Nothing." Magdalena's soft smile turned slightly wicked, "Just one of my favorite pressure points."

"And what exactly do those points do?" Apacci asked a disgruntled look on her face.

"Blinds your senses, mixes them up, and then causes illusions." Magdalena giggled," It's like dreaming, but they can't wake up until I press the point again."

"And you tested this on them?" Szayel asked, wide eyed with interest.

"Maybe…Poke…" Magdalena whispered as she pressed the points pressure points again, "Now…Be. Good. Chi-chan and I need to go talk." Magdalena stated, looking at those who were regaining their senses.

"Y-yes…we need to discuss something." Chiroko said her voice soft but steady.

After that was said and done, the two female Arrancars went to the emptied meeting hall. As soon as they entered, Magdalena floated over to where she had been drawing the day they had been born.

"So, what do you think we should do, Chi-chan?"

"I-I was thi-inking we c-could…um…" Chiroko trailed off quietly before biting her bottom lip.

"We could…what?" Magdalena coaxed gently, though she seemed to be modifying her original sketch.

"Have…um…tribal tattoos…? Maybe…?" Chiroko inquired; uncertainty in her tone.

Magdalena laughed softly, looking over her shoulder, "Heh…mind coming over here?"

Chiroko slowly shook her head and walked over to Magdalena. When she got over there, Chiroko saw what Magdalena drew on the floor. On the floor were three sketches of Magdalena; from left, right, and back. Running down her arms, sides, and legs were tribal tattoos, and on her back was the face of a bear made from the designs of the tribal tattoos.

"You were thinking the same thing…" she whispered in awe.

"Yep, now come…it'll take a while to do this!" Magdalena commented, her tone rushed as she pulled Chiroko behind her.

"Now then, do you have anything in particular that you would like to have? Color or design wise?" Magdalena questioned; her tone a mix of soberness and excitement.

Chiroko nodded sheepishly, she held out a piece of paper that showed her own body from the same basic points as Magdalena had drawn, plus the front.

As Magdalena looked at the paper, she slowly nodded, "Nice…very nice. Color?"

"Black and blue, please." Chiroko murmured.

"Gotcha." Magdalena mumbled, almost absently as she prepared the needle, "Now then, tell me about…Grimmjow."

"Um…l-like wh-what?" Chiroko whimpered as the needle began to whirr.

"How did you guys meet, your relationship, what happened when he saw you here…" came the absent-minded suggestions as Magdalena focused on the inner corners of Chiroko's eyes.

How we met…we met…met… the thought echoed throughout her head as she slowly closed her eyes.

*ƆƇ* Ɔ Flash back Ƈ* ƆƇ*

A small adjucha ran hurriedly over the endless sand dunes. It was a small, little creature; it was a blur of lavender, dark purple and white. Panting could be heard as well as large, running footsteps.

A yelp came from the small being as the larger finally caught it by launching and grabbing the adjucha.

"No!" came a whimper.

"Aw, what's matter? Don't wanna be eaten?" came a sneering voice.

"Please…"

"Heh heh. Calm down and make it easier on yourself, pet." The mocking voice grew darker as the sentence ended.

"Just go away…"

"Not a cha-" the voice was cut off as the small adjucha burst out from under the larger adjucha.

As it stayed in front of the larger being, the actual form of the lavender bodied adjucha became clear. The adjucha seemed to be a mixture of a rabbit, cat, and an aquatic creature. The back legs and length of the boned ears were like a rabbit; the body and forelegs, and length of the boned tail was like a small feline; the ears were webbed and the tail was one of a fish. The main body was soft lavender, the stomach was a dark purple. Its eyes were neon pink.

"How did you…"

"I believe that I could eat you before you do so to me." The lavender adjucha hissed quietly.

"Heh."

The larger adjucha was all feline in shape and about the size of a panther. The majority of its body, as well as its tail, was incased in a white armor. The eyes were bright neon blue.

"Hmmm…you're pretty tough, pet. I like that." The cat-like adjucha grinned viciously.

"Of course, I'm tough!" the adjucha cabbit huffed in annoyance, "I'm small, so a lot of other adjucha try to come and eat me! But I'm fast; I can rip into them before they go at me."

"Like the strategy…it's smart," That same vicious grin seemed to widen horribly as he spoke the sentence. "I'm Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez."

"U-um…Chiroko Siliforin." The lavender adjucha blinked in surprise.

"Oh, just so know," Grimmjow started as he got up to walk, "I'm gonna be King when I become a Vasto Lordes. And since I need someone to rule with me, and you seem pretty strong, even though you're small…you can be my Queen."

"Q-queen?" Chiroko squeaked.

"Yeah!" Grimmjow's grin actually seemed to become happy.

*ƆƇ* Ɔ End Flash back Ƈ* ƆƇ*

"Hmm-hmm-hm hm- hmmm." Came the humming voice of Magdalena as she worked on the tattoos that would cover Chiroko's stomach.

"U-um…h-how much lon-nger?" Chiroko questioned unsurely, her eyes closed as she listened to the whirr of the needle.

"Well," Magdalena began in a dreamy voice, "How did you feel about Grimmjow choosing you as his Queen?"

"…!" Chiroko's whole body seemed to flush a bright scarlet red. "I-I-I-I gu-uess i-i-it cou-ould b-be cal-lled…r-r-r-ro-r-rom-r-ro-"

"Romantic?" Magdalena giggled happily as she continued her work.

"Y-y-y-yeah…" Chiroko stammered in embarrassment.

"Ah…that reminds me…how was the meeting you two had just…yesterday, was it?" Magdalena inquired innocently.

"Oh!" Chiroko exclaimed in unease, "I-I was bringing in a new adjucha f-for Lord A-Aizen…"

Magdalena's body posture tensed slightly when Chiroko uttered the leader's name, her usually blissfully unaware expression tightened into an almost irate looking blank stare.

"And I was on my way to him when Grimmjow just came at me. Of course at the time I had not known that it was him."

"Of course." Magdalena agreed though her voice was somewhat tense.

"After a short confrontation, ending with him on the floor, it was at that moment that I realized who he was! I freaked out, I couldn't believe that I had just beaten my King!" Chiroko began to tear up at the thought of her Grimmjow on the ground, defeated.

"You made up though…correct?" Magdalena murmured as she finished as she finished Chiroko's front, "Turn, please."

"W-why?" Chiroko voice went up octave as she yelped out the question.

"You only want your front done?" Magdalena inquired; her expression one of dazed surprise.

"I-I sup-pose…b-but can I-I get something to c-cover m-my front?"

"Of course, Chi-chan. I'll be right back." Magdalena said as her airy voice took on a darker, more serious edge as her sentence ended.

"Magdalena…?" Chiroko whispered meekly, her eyes wide.

As Magdalena left the room, she was met by Grimmjow, who was the only Arrancar to stay and wait outside of the meeting hall. When he saw her walking out with no Chiroko following; Grimmjow stood erect and glared at Magdalena, his mouth curled into a snarling grin.

"Oi, where's Chiroko?" he asked, stepping to Magdalena until his abs were almost touching Magdalena's chest.

"She's perfectly fine, you overgrown kitten." Magdalena insulted in a lighthearted tone; a sweet smile on her lips, though her eyes shined darkly, showing her true feelings for Grimmjow…dislike and amusement.

"Then why ain't she out here?" his eyes narrowed and his grin tightened.

"We're still a bit busy. Now move please, or I will be forced to move you myself."

"Just try it." Grimmjow growled.

Magdalena just sighed, her expression remaining the same as she lifted her right claw-clad hand and lightly trailed her hand over her chest as she walked around him faster than what he could react to.

By the time Magdalena had rounded the corner, Grimmjow turned sharply to glare at the no longer visible body of Magdalena Weisser.

When Grimmjow felt satisfied, he looked down at his chest; it had five long, red, lightly bleeding streaks.

"Feisty bitch," Grimmjow sneered, "Prob'ly would've made her my Queen if I met her before Chiroko…" he mumbled, scratching at his stomach.

"Ha…I would've been made your war chief, or Chiroko would've ended up as your mistress." Magdalena commented calmly, whisper the part of the sentence in Grimmjow's ear.

As soon as she had finished talking to him, Grimmjow turned a deep shade of tomato red.

Magdalena flitted into the meeting hall, "Guess what, Chi-chan!" Magdalena's voice was dreamily happy.

"What?" Chiroko whimpered, still nervous and naked. Her entire front was decorated beautifully intricate tribal tattoos, while her back was still a perfectly white, unblemished canvas to work with.

"Your King awaits your finish upon nether side of thy portal." Magdalena commented as she pointed to the door and handed Chiroko a large blanket.

"H-he's waiting for m-me?" Chiroko exclaimed, her tone a mixture of happiness and nervousness.

"Aye." Magdalena assured, "Now! Let us begin on your back!" she smiled cheerfully.

"O-okay…" Chiroko mumbled, bracing herself as the whirr began again.