AU! Yaoi! Working SVU isn't easy. The victims are real, and the pain is real. Ichigo's a hardheaded detective who gets a partner he never wanted. What happens when he's targeted and forced to put his trust in the last person he ever wanted? Grimm/Ichi
Full Summary: Working in the SVU is no easy task. The victims are real, the emotion is real, and the pain is real. Ichigo's an overworked, hardheaded detective who gets a partner he never wanted. He isn't supposed to be the victim; he's supposed to be the rescuer. What happens when he's targeted and forced to put his trust in the last person he ever wanted to? Can Grimmjow, the cocky, smug former narcotics officer make the right moves? Or loose the first actual thing he's ever cared about in his life? Grimm/Ichi
Notes: This is Yaoi. Don't like; don't read. There will be hardcore Yaoi (lemons) in this as well and I will warn when the time comes if you don't like to read that stuff. Also note that the characters will probably be a bit OOC. I'll keep them as in character as I can given the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any characters. All are property of their respective owners. This fic is purely for fun, hence I make no profit.
Story: I Am The Warrior
Author: Darksinokaru
Rating: M
Paring (s): Grimmjow/Ichigo, a dash of Renji/Ichigo and Byakuya/Ichigo and whatever else I end up throwing in.
Ichigo
The Stubborn Detective
Ichigo's breathing was hard and ragged as he dashed after a tall blonde haired man down the street, dodging and bumping people on the crowded sidewalk. He'd been running for over two blocks now and his calves burned, but wasn't about to slow. Ichigo was running on pure adrenaline and rage.
"Stop!" Ichigo cried when the suspect dashed around a corner and Ichigo cursed as he made it to the corner and hung a sharp right after the escapee. Ichigo drew his gun in the relatively empty back alley and ran after the rapist's back.
"Stop! Or I'll shoot!" Ichigo's threat went on deaf ears as he plunged further into the alley when an Albertson's semi's siren went off as it began to pull out.
"Fuck!" Ichigo snarled when it obscured the man he was chasing. Ichigo quickly dodged around the trucks back end but by the time he could see, the culprit was gone and he had no idea where he had gone. Ichigo panted as he ran out of the alley and scanned every direction before letting out a deep sigh of disappointment.
"Damn it." Ichigo panted as he holstered his gun and walked up to the wall of the huge complex and kicked it once as hard as he could before punching it and wincing.
"Damn it!" Lowering his hands, Ichigo leaned his forehead against the wall and stared down at his feet, still trying to gain control of his puffing breath.
"You'd have caught him… Wouldn't you… Renji."
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Wednesday morning and Ichigo had just gotten to his desk with cheap coffee and a strawberry pop tart between his teeth when his boss emerged from his office and looked directly at him, Kuchiki Byakuya. The man was a genius, and handsome to boot. Byakuya had longer black hair he often pinned back out of his face, and he always sore expensive black suits. Really, he didn't look much like any chief Ichigo had ever seen. He was probably the most eligible bachelor in the Kakuraku. Rich as hell, and had the brains to do anything he wanted. Ichigo didn't know why he'd chosen to work in law enforcement like this, but he supposed there was personal reason. There was no other reason in Ichigo's mind to work sex crimes when he could have had any number of jobs with much better pay. At least Ichigo thought so. He himself was here for personal reasons.
"Kurosaki. In here." With a groan Ichigo left his coffee at his desk as he walked into the office.
"Close the door." Byakuya ordered and Ichigo nodded as he turned to close the door, but on his way he caught sight of a new face standing off to the left. Ichigo removed the pop tart from his mouth and crossed his arms, sensing that this was something he was probably not going to like, no matter what it was. Just what he needed to raise his stress levels.
"I wanted to introduce you two here in my office." Byakuya said as he sat down in his chair. Ichigo eyed the other man shrouded in the darkness that always seemed to collect in that corner of the room.
"What?" Ichigo asked when the figure chuckled and stepped forward. Ichigo tensed and his eyes widened when a tall, blue-haired man with electric blue eyes appeared, a wide, toothy grin on his lips.
"Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez." Byakuya introduced calmly despite knowing the trigger that just went off in Ichigo.
"The hell?! What do you think you're doing?!" Ichigo snapped but Byakuya remained unfazed. Ichigo stormed up to his captain's desk.
"What about Renji?! You trying to replace him?!" Byakuya raised his hand and Ichigo bit his bottom lip to keep his mouth shut as he gripped the edge of Byakuya's desk.
"I'm doing nothing of the kind. He's going to be in the hospital for a while, and then he's going to have rehab. It's going to take him a while before he can even think about coming back to work." Byakuya stated calmly before looking Ichigo in the eye. His tone was calm and casual, but Ichigo sensed the power in his words as he spoke.
"You will work with Grimmjow, and you will not rebel. Understood." Ichigo's throat tightened and he didn't bother to try to hide the fact that he was scowling. Straightening up, Ichigo stood rigid as he nodded.
"Fine." Ichigo bit out and looked over at his new, smirking partner.
"Good. Grimmjow has been working narcotics for two years and he's good. You need a partner, so take what you've been given, and don't be stubborn." That was all Byakuya said and Ichigo took it. He didn't want to be anywhere near the man at the moment.
"Let's go. I'll show you to your temporary desk." Ichigo made sure to emphasize the temporary part as he opened the door and took a bite of his pop tart, biting harder than necessary. How could he think of doing this to him?! Ichigo and Renji had been partners for years! Ichigo trusted Renji more than anyone, watched his back, and Renji in turn watched his. It was more than partnership, it was… Brotherhood… And more…
Just the thought of working with someone else didn't sit with him right. It made him angry, it made him want to cut loose. Ichigo glanced back at his new partner whom he noticed was watching him with lazy seeming eyes, but he could tell that he was being studied, analyzed. Ichigo paused at the desk shoved up against his and scowled. Renji's desk. It was Renji's desk. Not his. Grimmjoe or whatever his name was. What a ridiculous name.
"Here's you're-" Ichigo stopped in the middle of his sentence when Grimmjow pulled the seat back and sat down, grinning as he made himself comfortable. Begrudgingly Ichigo walked over to his desk and sat down heavily, like a kid throwing a tantrum.
"So…" Grimmjow drawled as he leaned forward on his arms and smirked at Ichigo.
"You're awful close with this "Renji". Care to elaborate?" Ichigo glared at the suggestive tone in Grimmjow's voice and snorted as he leaned back and crossed his arms.
"We're partners. Nothing exciting about it." Grimmjow smirked.
"You're lying." Ichigo growled as he leaned forward and turned to face his computer and started it up.
Fucking perfect way to start his morning. Things had been shit since yesterday. First, his culprit to his child molestation case escaped him, someone broke into his apartment while he was at work, spent most of the night filing papers on the break in and answering questions, and then he got this smug jackass sitting in Renji's seat.
'This is just going to go to shit. I know it.'
Okay, here's another shot at a Bleach fic. I hope you guys enjoyed! I'd love to hear whatcha think! It always helps with the creative juices. ^_^