This was totally random… Oh well—happy reading!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, if I did, I would probably be kicked out from the manga/anime place because I would've put inappropriate things on it.


"Grimmjow," Ichigo said with hate in his voice, "What the fuck are you doing here?!"

Grimmjow's eyes narrowed, "Shinigami, I expect you to have more respect to peoples that have higher power than you. "Like hell!" Ichigo retorted, balancing himself on the roof of the house where he had jumped on. Grimmjow gave a nonchalant shrug with a sneer on his face. "Whatever, I'm bored, what ya expect?"

Ichigo pulled his sword out, eyeing Grimmjow for unexpected moves. "Gonna fight?" Grimmjow grinned, readying himself into battle stance with his arms stiff and his eyes glittering. Ichigo readied himself, "I can beat you, I've done it before; I can do it again." "That was luck shinigami, don't fool yourself!" Grimmjow snorted.

Ichigo gritted his teeth, seething; Grimmjow acted like their fight never happened. "I will beat you!" "Enough words, lets fight" Grimmjow said eagerly, jumping forward at Ichigo.

Too slow! Ichigo thought as he slashed his sword at the figure rushing at him. Grimmjow pulled back the last moment, the sword centimeters from his face before using sonido to flash behind Ichigo.

Ichigo turned around but was too slow to block a punch sent towards him. He flew back into an empty factory and the momentum sent him crashing to the ground. Ichigo dodged the foot coming down at him just in time to jump back into the air. "Bankai!" He roared.

Grimmjow looked up calmly as Ichigo was surrounded by black reiatsu. The black stream cleared and Ichigo, wasting no time charged at Grimmjow.

Grimmjow moved aside easily, the sword crashing into the remains of the broken factory. "Ha!" Grimmjow lunged, his fist connecting solidly with Ichigo's chest. Ichigo tumbled through the air until he collected enough energy to stop. He cursed spitting out blood.

"You expect to beat me when you don't have your mask on? Pull out your mask, and then we can fight for real!" Grimmjow yelled. Ichigo bit his lip; drawing out his mask would mean fighting at full power. His reiatsu could damage more things, and it could attract a lot of hollows. He barely had time to ponder on that before Grimmjow appeared before him. Grimmjow's fist flashed right in front of Ichigo's face. Expecting that, he dodged and swung his sword around to cut anything, to do any harm to the espada. "Slow poke!" Grimmjow exclaimed, his leg darting out. Ichigo looked helplessly as the leg swung at him.

Grimmjow's foot connected with Ichigo's stomach, causing him to be kicked slightly upwards, then falling down with gathering speed towards the ground. There was a huge dent in the streets where Ichigo crashed. "Shit," Ichigo cursed, breathing heavily. He lost his sword somewhere while falling chaotically down, dropping it as to not cut himself when he crashed. Grimmjow landed, with a triumph grin stretched on his face. "Done already?" He asked, pleased Ichigo was standing weaponless, and hunching slightly in pain.

"Fuck you" Ichigo replied, having nothing else he could say. "I told you to get out your mask." Grimmjow said.

Ichigo straightened up, "I don't need my mask to kick your ass," he snarled. "Anyways, it's dangerous to draw out my mask; there are people living here." "Awww…How heroic, the hero decides not to use his full power so his peoples don't get hurt. But he also decides his doom by being a fucking idiot standing there without a weapon waiting to be killed." Grimmjow said tauntingly, but he was also frustrated that they couldn't fight equally.

"Shut up," Ichigo said. Ichigo gave a quick glance around the buildings. His soul cutter was no where to be found. "Looking for this?" Grimmjow smirked, holding up the huge knife like sword. "Give it back!" Ichigo yelled alarmed that his enemy has procession of his only weapon (he never bothered to learn hado or kidou). "Come and geddit." Grimmjow said, laughing slightly at the look on Ichigo's face. Ichigo glared daggers at the teal haired arrancar before him. He knew it was no use to charge directly, so he decided to use the weird technique Byakuya did; to do the twisting shunpo to get behind the opponent.

Ichigo moved, trying to copy Byakuya. He shunpoed fast in behind Grimmjow, and right when he was behind him, he twisted his body to face Grimmjow's back. Grimmjow snagged Ichigo's wrist as Ichigo lunged for the sword.

Ichigo's face comprised of a series of surprise, and pain as Grimmjow twisted his arm emitting a huge crack into the air. Ichigo screamed in pain as his arm contorted into an awkward shape. He fell to his knees before Grimmjow. "You disappoint me…" Grimmjow said, though he had a look of glee on his face. Ichigo squeezed his eyes shut, he had no choice but to run, even though that would result leaving Zangetsu behind.

Ichigo gave Grimmjow a swift kick (which resulted nothing but a sore toes) and shunpoed down the alleyway. Ichigo looked around; there was no sign of pursuit. He raced forward ignoring the stabbing pains in his right arm. Rebounding from a building, he did a complicated flip in the air spinning and at the same time checking in all directions for the enemy.

Ichigo slid into an empty parking lot, keeping his eyes opened and alert. He sat down finally when he sensed no one was near him. Ichigo was huffing, partly because of his broken arm and partly from running so much. Ichigo looked at his arm, then looked away disgusted; his arm was bent weirdly and bone was sticking out from the elbows. Ichigo felt bile rise up to his throat.

When he finally decided that Grimmjow gave up the chase, he stood up. Immediately, a voice said "Found ya," near his ear making him jump. A hand cupped over his mouth while another grabbed him around the waist.

"Geez, I've been waiting forever to see if you noticed me. You were just sitting in front of me while not paying attention; it took all of me not to blast your head apart while I was watching." Grimmjow said bored.

"Fuck, let go," Ichigo said, trying to squeeze out from Grimmjow's hold without damaging his arm even farther. "Stay still," Grimmjow growled, his hand around Ichigo's waist held tighter, grinding Ichigo's pelvis. "That hurts!" Ichigo screamed while kicking his foot backwards. It hit Grimmjow somehow making him stagger back.

Ichigo twisted from his hold and turned to run when Zangetsu caught his eye; Grimmjow dropped it right beside him. Ichigo seized it but the moment it took to grab the sword enabled Grimmjow to recover. Ichigo stumbled back as Grimmjow's hand grow swiftly clawed at him, falling. Ichigo cursed at his luck and tried to stand up again.

A biting heel struck him in the center of him back. Ichigo thumped back onto the ground, hard. Ichigo's mouth opened but all that came out was a pained wheeze. A hand snatched his throat and hauled him up until his feet was off the ground. Blood was trickling down his face where his head made contact with the ground.

Grimmjow was looking furious. "If you hadn't kicked me, I would've treated you slightly better." He growled. "Y—yeah right," Ichigo choked out as the rough hand tightened. "Good point," Grimmjow smirked cruelly. "Let's see how long you can hold your breath."

Ichigo glowered, but the hand constricted around his windpipe, blocking any air going through his lungs. Grimmjow tauten his hold even more, leering as Ichigo's face turned from white to bluish green from lack of oxygen. "Bored now" Grimmjow said, pursing his lips mockingly at the suffocating teen.

Grimmjow let out his breath making a "phew" sound. He knew the teen would really die if he kept it up any longer. Yet it was amusing to see him kick out and struggle even more though it only caused the idiot to lose oxygen faster. Grimmjow observed that his legs are going limp, and Ichigo's arms had stop thrashing around; now resting on his own, twitching now and then.

Grimmjow hmphed and reluctantly let go of Ichigo's trachea, but doing so after he gathered enough momentum to propel Ichigo head first though several walls in the parking lot.

Ichigo's body arched back like a ragged doll. He went crashing through several walls and finally ricocheted into a new car tumbling uselessly onto the ground. The building started collapsing around him as he lay there, unable to move a muscle.

He looked up weakly. Grimmjow was shadowing him faintly as he strolled slowly closer. Grimmjow deliberately dragged his feet to create a feeling of dread and suspense.

"That's all?" He asked when he was looming over Ichigo.

Ichigo, perplexed didn't reply. "That's all you have?" Grimmjow snorted, his eyes narrowing in displeasure. Ichigo looked daggers at him, but the effect was ruined slightly as his battered body trembled a bit against his will.

Ichigo couldn't consciously move his muscles. In fact, he hadn't moved his arms or legs since he was smashed through the lot. Grimmjow noticed that promptly. Grimmjow snatched Ichigo's collar, only to slam him back onto the wall. Ichigo winced as his injuries screamed in protest.

The espada leaned closer, his face right in front of Ichigo's. Ichigo couldn't help but flinch when their eyes met. Shockingly ice blue eyes pierced warmed, passionate hating brown eyes. He held Ichigo by his chin when Ichigo tried to turn his head and leaned his head in, his own chin resting on the wounded boy's neck. Staying like that for a couple of minutes, inhaling his scent.

Ichigo smelled like honey, spice and everything nice. He actually smelled fucking good, not that Grimmjow would ever reveal that.

Ichigo closed his eyes, "What the hell do you want?" he asked heatedly, trying not to pass out. His eyes were flickering with black spots. Suddenly a voice emitted from his head, "Abiou, ( A.N. I don't know how to properly spell partner, sorry!) Let me fight! I can win for you!"

Ichigo's body stiffened, so did Grimmjow. "No!" Ichigo thought deafeningly, no, no, NO!

"No what?" Grimmjow growled, no doubt Ichigo accidentally spoke aloud. Ichigo's head shook, as though trying to clear it. Ichigo's hand, with new born energy grabbed at Grimmjow's arm. Grimmjow jumped back; Ichigo's head appeared, half of it was surrounded by white material. Grimmjow knew it was a hollow mask or half of one anyways. "Who're you?" He asked cautiously, the hollow's reiatsu was different from Ichigo's. It was much stronger, fierce, and intense.

"Who am I?" The hollow chuckled dementedly. "That's a stupid question! I am…ME!!!"

Ichigo's hollow opened his hand; Zangetsu flew to it automatically. "Now we can really fight!" He said laughing manically.

Crashes came from everywhere. Grimmjow was now on the defense trying to attack at the smallest chance possible. The town was now covered in rubble, and dust. Ichigo's hollow attacked again and again. Grimmjow could hardly keep up with it. "Behind ya," Grimmjow twisted around to find a Getsuga Tensho shot at his face. "Shit!" He yelled, he drew out his sword, but another one was shot at him from behind. "What the hell?!" He roared trying to cope with the attacks, now increased from one shot from below. There was a huge bang and the whole area was covered in dust and black tendrils of reiatsu.

When the smoke cleared, Grimmjow was seen on the ground, out of breath and covered in blood from his chest to stomach. "Done ALREADY!?" The annoying voice asked. Ogihci swung his sword in great hazarded loops. "Fuck you," Grimmjow said panting.

Ogihci smirked, stopped spinning his sword and pointed his finger (His left arm, his right one was still mangled) at Grimmjow. The beginnings of a cero were forming.

"Impossible," Grimmjow gasped.

"Bye," He smirked. He raised his arm when Ichigo's voice sounded through his head. "STOP!!! You're interfering!" The white hollow's smirk changed to a frown as Ichigo tried in vain to throw him from control. "NO! NO! Can't you see that you're the one that's interfering?! I can win!!!"

Ichigo used all his remaining energy to force the hollow from control. The white hollow gave one last shriek before being enforced back into the inner world. Ichigo swayed slightly as he regains control again, and then fell as all his energy drained out from him like the blood from his wounds. Grimmjow watched Ichigo fall down. The force of his fall caused him to plummet into the crater that Grimmjow had made.

Grimmjow watched as the unconscious teen slid to his feet. He was livid of course; enraged beyond anything he had felt before. He kicked out at the unresponsive body below him causing Ichigo to be flipped to him onto his back. The orange-headed teen's eyes were closed, his face was relaxed, and his lips were opened slightly. Grimmjow's face softened slightly and his anger subsided a bit as he gazed into the young face.

The Cero that was forming on his hand diminished into nothing.

"Che, I'll get you next time…" Grimmjow mumbled, "It's not fun trying to kill a non-fighting person anyways…" trying to convince himself that the reason he's not killing him was that he wanted to fight next time again. This was kind of true. "I'll make pay…I'll make you regret ever meeting me." Grimmjow grumbled. He looked at Ichigo's face again.

As though he couldn't resist, he leaned down leveling his face to Ichigo's. His mouth pressed against the perfect ones on Ichigo, perfect even when he was scowling. Grimmjow's eyes fluttered shut unconsciously for a moment, enjoying the sensation. His tongue dipped into Ichigo's mouth once and then he straightened up again. Suddenly realizing what he had done, he turned away quickly. Grimmjow's eyes shut tight. He told himself he'd done it only to show domination.

Turning away from the boy, the garganta (A.N. I don't know how to spell it, sorry!) opened to admit Grimmjow.

Grimmjow took one last swift look at Ichigo, next time…he thought…Next time…


Yo! I don't know why I wrote this, it just popped into my head. The only question I have is to whether leave it as a one-shot or maybe add a few more chapters. Well, tell me what you think. I like reviews X3. Oh yeah, sorry for the cheesy part at the end…I wanted to delete it but it's the only thing to signal the end of Grimm/Ichi/Shiro's fight. Hope you enjoyed reading!