Title: Pure Soul, Tainted Blood

Pairing: Grimmjow x Ichigo

Summary: Grimmjow always hated Ichigo for being weak. But one night, he sees the orange head wildly eating a man and now he he has to help the tortured boy escape a curse.

Disclaimer: Tite Kubo made Bleach. Nobody else but him made it. This is an AU fanfic made for fun. If you choose to read, then I hope you like it and review.

I may not be an animal, nor do I live in the old age where people are like monkeys, but I strongly believe in 'survival of the fittest'. Even in this world where technology has become an indispensable part in our lives, you still have to remember that and show to others you're dominant and not weak.

That's why I hate Ichigo for being so... feeble and quiet like he's troubled by every little thing. He has done nothing against me, but it's just the kind of person he is which made me tick.

When I went to the locker to stuff all my books in, I heard a thud which sounded like someone stumbling because I could also hear paper flying in the air with several books and notebooks landing on the floor.

But as I turned around to see, it was actually coming from that weak orange head who hastily picked them all up and ran away without saying goodbye to anybody. Seriously, I don't get what the fuck is wrong with him!

And yet so what? I can't yell at him for being so feeble though he's never done anything wrong to me. So the only thing I can do is just hate his fragility.

"I'm home." And again, like the many past other days when I'd go back home, my little cousin would go and hug my leg. She was really small, and really stupid but she's my only family left.

"Helloooo..." she greeted, letting go of my limb and I picked her up to put her petite body on my back. "Yup, hello Nel. Is Ulquiorra still here?" She nodded and pointed to the kitchen where I could smell fish and fried rice.

Ulquiorra's my neighbor and my friend despite that deadpan voice and that blank face that wouldn't cease to creep me out at times. Thanks to issues with his family, he doesn't attend school so he watches over Nel while I'm gone and often cooks here.

I never told him to do that, but I guess he has nothing else to do when he has no school to go to. Trust me, I hate school and I wish we'd switch places but I know that would wreck my future and I would be left penniless, weak, and at the bottom.

Thinking about it makes me feel like I want to destroy something, just that very subject pisses me off as Ichigo does.

"How's school?" Ulquiorra asked, and I shrugged as always. He turned off the stove and placed the dinner he cooked on the plates which he already set on the table. "Here you go. I'll take my leave."

Before he could even leave, I called for him. "Hey! Come here and eat with us. Your parents are not home right?" There was no reason to decline so he joined in with us and we ate. I could never get tired of watching Nel gorge on the food with her bare hands and finish with crumbs of rice all over her face.

It was one of the few things that would humor me.

I felt too lazy to listen to the science lessons today, and good thing my lab partner was one who wanted to do work by himself so I just sat back and relax while Hitsugaya would take care of everything but I would fake helping along when the teacher would watch me.

All of us turned around to see what made that sizzling sound, and it was Ichigo who burned his finger with the bunsen burner. The flesh was swollen and red and even bleeding that he grabbed several ointments and disinfectants from the medicine closet and treated himself with it, but ignored all of us as he continued with his work. His face was red out of embarrassment, and that was a look only wusses would give.

It frustrated me that I wanted to smash the whole test tubes in front of me but to not incur my partner's wrath, I held back and just watched some colored fluids boil and evaporate.

I always liked the night. It looked better than day because the sun would always hurt my eyes while the moon would just attract them and make me look at it for longer.

Right now, the moon was full, round, and larger than it usually would be when it's in its other phases. Since there would be no one to greet me at home but my bubbly cousin, I decided to stare at the view for a little while longer.

Just then, the blood-curling scream of a man nearly deafened my ears. There was also the sound of teeth ripping off skin and meat. That's right, I can hear even those kinds of things. His voice was sounding hoarser and fainter as time passed so I ran with all my strength.

I hated this kind of scream. It reminded me of an ugly event that happened when I was a kid. So I wanted to stop whoever was making the man scream like that.

By the time I finally arrived at the spot where his screaming was the loudest and where he was, it was too late for me to do anything but watch. His eyes were already nothing but white, and I could still hear the munching sounds. It smelled disgusting that I covered my whole mouth and nose to not take in the stench and to keep myself from vomiting.

It was in the deep dark and I can't see who did that, but after a glimpse of blood-soaked orange hair and brown eyes that gave a bloodthirsty glare instead of a scared and insecure one, I made only one guess to who it might be.

Ichigo.

A/N: Hope it's alright I made this. I made two GrimmIchi fics and took a break but now my muse for writing fics about this couple is back. But I can't tell what made it happen, since it just happened. XD Review please and Ichigo won't eat you. He won't eat you either if you won't review, but if you flame me... one can tell what would happen next. *snickers*