Short fic since alot of people who review my stuff like GrimmxIchi.

Promise to do one with chapters soon.

Its just, this is sad and made me cry.

Enjoy.

Ichigo was writhing in his sleep. Again. About the same damn thing as last time. The boy sat up and clutched his legs to his body, tears unknowingly running down his face. Brown eyes focused on the messed up sheets in front of him before thinking about that god damned flashback.

He remembered good. Too good.

In Hueco Mundo, Grimmjow rose back from his fight with Ichigo after he had saved the cat from the spoon guy. He even helped them fight the Winter War, and made a difference in casualties. Back then, both males had hidden their feelings from each other but were left unsaid as Yamamoto ordered his immediate execution when the war was over.

Of course, most of the Gotei 13 protested, but he was law.

And what he wanted, he had got it.

Ichigo watched that day as his love got torn apart. Slowly. His screams still echoed in his ears.

And then he cried some more. Ichigo had wanted nothing more than to end his life in front of all of Soul Society. Give Aizen the satisfaction in hell of seeing his enemy being ripped apart by something as petty as love, he didn't care. Even his damned hollow could laugh like a maniac for all he cared.

He just wanted Grimmjow back.

As Ichigo sat there, crying himself almost to sleep, and eventually did, the curtain's of his window shifted.

And then there he was.

Grimmjow faded through the window, his body transparent. A ghost. Merely a memory. And if anyone loved him as much as Ichigo did, he would not leave so soon.

Slowly, the cat floated over to the boys side, seeing the tears still dripping down his face. Grimmjow ran a ghostly finger over the trails, only to get his finger swatted at by Ichigo. He figured it was extremely cold to his skin.

"Haha, why you cryin' Ichi?" Grimmjow said to the sleeping boy.

Ichigo didn't respond, just turned in his sleep to face Grimmjow more.

"I was a fool for not realizing you loved me so much." Grimmjow's voice turned to a sad tone. "Even I didn't know I loved you so much."

Grimmjow went to hold the boys hand, but his attempts were all but useless as his hand faded right through the others.

"Haha, there will always be something preventing me from being with you."

Grimmjow felt his speaking get shaky, trying to fight back the tears.

"No, I'm wrong. I'll be in your heart. Yeah, thats right." Grimmjow said, suddenly brightening.

"Don't forget me Ichi. Don't stop loving me everyday. Don't stop thinking about me when those terrible love songs come on. Don't stop living and breathing me." he poked the place where Ichigo's heart would be and smiled. "And keep living. I gave you my heart long ago, kid. Don't kill us."

When the boy stirred, Grimmjow blinked in surprise.

"H-hello?" Ichigo asked the darkness.

Nothing. Of course there was. Dreams are all they ever will be, Grimmjow was not here.

Grimmjow was perched atop the roof of a building and stared back over his shoulder at Ichigo's window. Regretably, the arrancar faded into eternity.

Ichigo would notice the next morning his notebook on his desk.

At first, it would be open but the draft of wind from the window flipped it open and tossed the pages until it landed on one.

And on that page a few words were wrote. They said:

Don't forget I love you,

Grimmjow.

Yay, I cried.

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