Color Blind

Author's Note : I know I get easily distracted don't judge me and if this story sucks feel free to tell me. But no reviews and it'll take for fricking ever for me to write anything. Oh and if ya can't tell I really don't like Aizen. Anyways on we go.

Disclaimer : I do not own Bleach or their characters.

Aizen sat in his thrown waiting on a report from Ulquiorra on his meeting with Ichigo. Everyone was in the thrown room just waiting. He sat silently. The door creaked open before the massive body of the zero espada flew threw the door crashing into the wall an inch from Aizen's head. His eyes widened at the ones standing in the doorway. The room fell deadly silent, some out of respect, others because they had no idea what was goin on.

"Can I help you?" Aizen asked in his usual tone. A watery, distorted cackle filled the room along with that of a few of the other arrancar.

"Actually you can, see I was gone around two months and I came home to find some jackass sittin in my thrown. Now I'm all about pranks but when I find out that jackass is using some of my highest ranking subordinates as lap dogs things get a little bothersome. Ya know."

"I'm afraid I'm not-" he cut off as Gin and Tosen crashed to the ground in a bloody mess.

"See, I don't take kindly to people touchin my stuff." Gold on black eyes bored into Aizen as Shiro neared the thrown. Aizen lost his usually calm appearence as the hollows surrounded him. The one that really wanted him dead had followers and took down two of his men without so much as drawing his sword. He froze as a sword held against his neck began to slice easily through the skin.

Shiro took his place as King and watched as the beheaded body fell to the ground.

"Stupid Shinigami."

Ichigo sliced through the second hollow of the night and sighed. It was nearly two in the morning and he had school.

Rukia landed beside him dismissing him to leave, but he didn't go home. He rested on a roof at the far end of town. He leaped to his feet as he watched Grimm and Ulqui step out into the open followed by a tall male with bright orange hair that had been cooned silver on the bangs. Two red stripes rested under his left eye. Gold on black eyes seemed to take in everything as they approached. Ichigo drew his sword as the arrancar neared.

Shiro smirked at the action and pressed his palm to the tip of the sword impaling his hand as he still continued his approach. Once his fingers were firmly wrapped around the hilt he smiled at Ichigo who was still staring at his pierced hand.

"Ichigo, It's rude to stare."

"I-um-well. Sorry, wait what?"

"Before you jump me I have no plans on hurting you, your friends, or anyone honestly but I would like you and the other shinigami to get your trash out of my house."

"I-i-i-i'm not sure what you're sayin ya want me to do."

Grimm snorted and explained.

"Ich, he wants you to get the shinigami crap out of Hueco Mundo. How is that hard to understand?"

"Fuck off grimm!" A sudden scowl marred Shiro's face as he turned to look at the other in the eyes, "I didn't bring you along to be a bitch, okay."

Ichigo watched as Grimm who usually was quick to attack anything that spoke, gulped and silently submitted to the other. A smirk pulled at his lips as he watched but he kept his eyes on the leader of the three.

"So? Will ya? A king should never let the blood of his enemy stain his hands too long." The last part was mumbles that Ichigo could barely hear. The seemingly expressive eyes turned cold and hard as any sign of life left them.

Ulquiorra who had stayed silent now had eyes the size of plates as he rounded Grimm.

"Shiro! SHIRO!"

The albino ignored him as his eyes caught sight of his still impaled hand. He jerked his hand ripping the flesh between his fingers.

"Such a beautiful color." He muttered as thick red blood ran down his hand. Next the albino caught sight of bright orange spikes. Reaching toward it he frowned. Ulquiorra was holding him back along with Grimm.

He smiled evily as he grabbed a handful of bright blue hair.

"Grimm, it's so pretty, don't you think so." he jerked Grimm's head sideways burying blunt teeth into the neck presented.

Ichigo thought he was going to be sick as he watched the scene play out. He had put alot of distance between him and the hollows after Ulquiorra had to hold the albino back only to hear Grimm scream.

Shiro buried his teeth deeper rewarded by a scream and the other spitting up blood. He then turned to look for his shinigami prey only to see no sign of the orange haired teen. He walked mindlessly following the scent left behind.

Ulquiorra slid into an alley heaving Ichigo under his wing hoping the black would keep Shiro from attacking.

"What's wrong with him?" The orange head asked as he was lead away from the other.

"Let's just say there's a reason everything in the hollow world is black and white."

Shiro followed close behind mind numb only wanting to see that bright orange hair. He slammed Ulquiorra into the wall, knocking him out as he grabbed the shinigami. Pressing it against the wall his teeth sank deep in the smallers shoulder. Ichigo screamed as pain coursed through him, his tears staining trails down his checks as the teeth struck the bone. His eyes slowly opened as the body above him pulled away. Coal black eyes faded to be the playful gold they had been only minutes ago.

Ichigos shoulder stung horridly and he couldn't help but jerk away when Shiro tried to touch him. Shiro then turned and lifted Ulquiorra off the cold ground were he lay. Footsteps could be heard from the opening to the alley around the appeared Grimm sporting a bright red scar on his neck as he took Ulquiorra's small body from the newly sane male. A monent later Rukia, Renji, and Tessai turned the corner, weapons ready for anything. Shiro looked absolutely horrified. Grimm seemed to have completely forgotten what Shiro had done to him and was standing in front of him daring any to attack. Shiro drug them into the garganda that would take them home giving Ichigo one last apologetic glance before disappearing. Ichigo fell to the ground.

Ichigo woke in his bed with a few of the captains standing over him.

"How do you feel?" Rukia asked as she walked in. Ichigo just sat looking at her.

He knew this girl, he knew these people. Right?