Title: Revenge of the Body-switchers
Author: dbz2004/Alex Mustang
Written For: the fun of it!
Beta: n/a
Pairing: Grimm/Ichi/Hichi?
Genre: Romance
Rating:PG-13 to R [maybe?]
Word Count: 1811
Summary: What happens when Ichigo and Grimmjow switch bodies.
Notes: -nothing here yet-
Chapter One
Ichigo felt pain in the back of his skull. Had he been hit by something? The last thing he remembered was fighting Grimmjow and then nothing but black. Where the hell was he? He timidly lifted a hand up, keeping his eyes closed, and felt the back of his head to feel…nothing. He opened his eyes suddenly and glanced around. Everything was what it had been when he was fighting Grimmjow but the view was at a different angle than it should be at.
He got to his feet, shaking slightly, and lifted a hand up to brush back his hair when he noticed the color of his skin. He looked tanner than before. He let his gaze travel upward and noticed that he was wearing different attire than the normal shinigami robes. "What the hell!" he said and winced as he heard a different voice coming out of his mouth. "What the heck happened to me?"
Grimmjow slowly open his eyes. It was blurry at first but his eyes slowly started to focus. What the fuck had happen kept running through his head. His head was throbbing in pain. Grimmjow looked about glaring from left to right. Everything looked the same…but something was off. Grimmjow rubbed his temples for a moment. "Damn it this no time…" started Grimmjow as his voice came to a halt. It was not his voice. This was the voice of the shinigami. He looked at his hands and the clothes he wore. They are black and his skin somewhat paler.
Grimmjow stood up only to see in horror what was in front of him, himself. "What the fuck did you do shinigami!" he said angrily. Grimmjow seemed more confused and horrified then anything. Though every time he spoke, it made him angrier because it wasn't him. It was his voice or his body that he was in anymore.
Ichigo frowned at Grimmjow... no, wait, he frowned at himself. It was going to be hard to communicate with the supposed Espada when his enemy was in his body and vice versa. He started to run his fingers through his hair but stopped when he realized that he wasn't going to run his fingers through his hair. "I didn't do anything!" he yelled at Grimmjow. "Give me back my body!" It was plain and simple-he was furious that they had somehow traded bodies. How in the hell did that happen in the first place?
It was then that he heard footsteps from somewhere close and a few moments later felt reiatsu that belonged to Renji. 'Shit, damn it. I don't want him to see the state that I am in. I know he won't let this go anytime in the near future,' he thought to himself. He ran over to Grimmjow, grabbed the back of the hakama and started to drag the other man towards a nearby alley.
"Give you back your body…. how about you give me back mine first shinigami trash," said Grimmjow. "You've had to have done something. Only shinigami's would pull something like this off if it was to win a fight." He could see the frustration in his enemy's face.
Grimmjow then sensed someone coming. It was another ones of the shinigami's friends. He then felt the shinigami drag him by the back of his, Ichigo's hakama. Grimmjow didn't realize it then but how much power he had between his own body and the shinigami's body as they went to the ally. "What the fuck was that for? Afraid of getting your ass handed to you by your comrade?" said Grimmjow with a smirk on his- the shinigami's face. He then thought to himself, 'Maybe I could use this to my advantage.'
Ichigo's eye twitched and he threw Grimmjow into a nearby trashcan. "Oi, I didn't mean for this to happen, idiot!" It was then that an idea popped into his mind and his eye twitched again. 'Urahara…damn that bastard,' he thought bitterly to himself. Why would that bastard do this to him in the first place? Was it because of the situation he was in with Soul Society or was it something else? In his mind he could see Urahara hiding behind his fan, laughing evilly at the plan that had gone horribly right.
He glanced over at Grimmjow before walking over to him and picking him up by the front of his hakama. "You are going to help me get back my body, you hear?" Even though he despised not being in his body, he couldn't help but feel proud that he was the strongest one at the moment…even though Grimmjow could use his hollow form and go Bankai on his ass. He slumped slightly as he let Grimmjow go. He didn't realize that flaw until now. Damn it. What if Grimmjow went behind his back and actually wanted to stay in his body for the sake of his Bankai?
Grimmjow felt his pride go out the window when his own body threw him, him of all people into a trashcan. 'Fuckin' Aizen-sama with his no litter policy,' thought Grimmjow angrily to himself. "You know you fucking did it," said Grimmjow yelling at Ichigo through the trashcan. He then felt himself being lifted up by the shinigami.
"Do I have a choice in the matter?" said Grimmjow sarcastically with a glare in his now brown eyes. "Put me down will you." Grimmjow know that his shinigami could Bankai and hollowfy himself but he didn't know how but he wouldn't let the idiot know that just yet. He wondered if the shinigami even knew how to release his Panthera. 'Oh Kami,' he thought. He then face palm himself. "If we are both to survive we need to get out of here." said Grimmjow.
"I didn't do it, damn it! Even if I did, which I am not saying that I did, I have no frickin' idea how to get us back into our own bodies…and I have no clue who to turn to." He knew what the other shinigami would say if they saw him like this. They would probably turn him away or worse…put them both in prison. He paled slightly, missing Grimmjow's face palm. "Well, then genius, where are we to go to?" he asked, hissing through his teeth.
He could sense more reiatsu coming into the area and he paled even more. "Damn it. It seemed that they've sensed that I've gone missing," he said angrily, his voice low enough for only Grimmjow to hear it.
"What about your place. You have a house right or do all humans live on the street," said Grimmjow sarcastically. "Or is there somewhere you know that they won't look for us. The last thing we need is either one of our bodies being destroyed. If that happens we will be stuck like this forever," said Grimmjow in a low voice with anger in his eyes. Grimmjow turned his head and could since the others coming. "We only have a few moments to choose Shinigami. Now hurry the fuck up and choose it." said Grimmjow to Ichigo.
Grimmjow could sense the reiatsu coming closer. "Anytime genius. Any fucking time before they get here," said Grimmjow. "You're in my body and you are the only one out of the two of us that can open a doorway to your world."
Ichigo hesitated in his decision. His place wouldn't be that good of a spot to hide out at. Everyone knew where he lived. Rukia and Renji even dropped by every once in a while…wait, was everyday once in a while? Damn it-either way his place was no good for them to hide out there…unless he could convince his father to not allow anyone to come into the house. But then his father would ask questions and he would have to reveal the truth about everything that had been going on up until now. He rubbed his temples with the tips of his fingers, forgetting for the moment that he wasn't in his own body.
He, too, could sense the reiatsu coming closer and he grimaced. "Damn it…guess my place would have to suffice for now." He cringed slightly as he stared at Grimmjow with a blank look on his face. "So…how can I open the doorway to Karakura town?"
Grimmjow just face palm again. "How….how…..just picture the place you want to go. Like your room for one, or Karakura town, then picture a door way to it. That is all to it. Now hurry up or we both will end up getting our asses fried," said Grimmjow. He could tell that they had maybe five minutes at most before they would arrive. Grimmjow was a very impatient man. He hated having to wait.
Ichigo gave Grimmjow a blank stare. "Is that…really it?" he asked the Espada in a dull tone of voice. "If it is that easy, then why can't I do it in my own body?" He sighed and shook his head slightly, closing his eyes to concentrate on where he wanted them to go. Going off of instinct, he grabbed Grimmjow's hakama again and pictured his room in his mind. He frowned slightly, getting the image clear in his mind and then imagined a doorway leading towards it. He could see a pair of hands-Grimmjow's hands- in front of his body and he reached out towards the door handle to try and grasp it and…all of a sudden he fell onto the floor of his bedroom. His eyes opened suddenly and he gazed quickly at the door to see it unlocked. Frantically, he scurried over to the door and locked it before gazing back to see if Grimmjow had followed through with him.
Grimmjow nodded to the shinigami. "Yes," said Grimmjow in a very cold tone. "If I had my own power I would do it! But I don't! Now hurry up they will be there soon," said Grimmjow. He watch in awe as the shinigami tried to focus on a place. Grimmjow then felt tug as Ichigo pulled him through the door way. After a second he realized he wasn't in Hueco Mundo anymore. He was in the real world. He watched the frantic shinigami get into the room. He followed as he opened the door.
Grimmjow walked over and sat on the shinigami's bed. "Well what our next course of action," asked Grimmjow. He then turned his head as he heard a noise from under the bed. "What does the shinigami have hollows under his bed now?" Grimmjow gave him a very annoyed look as he bent over to look under the bed.
