A/N: Hey guys! This will be my first IchiXGrimm story. The results of my poll decided that this would be my next couple thanks for voting!
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CHAPTER 1

Ichigo stood beside the buffet and observed his surroundings. He continued to sip on the wine as he took all the people in. It was a formal dress party. Everyone there, with the exception of him and maybe a few others, was somebody. They were rich people, with not a care in the world. The only problems they have is not being able to have the finest luxuries of the high life. His eyes scanned the room, searching for the man of the hour when his eyes rested upon his target.

Byakuya Kuchiki, his long black hair flowed down his back, and his monotone colored eyes were nonchalant. Byakuya's father was one of the richest man in the Los Noches area. It made his blood boil when he thought about the reason why. His father, Isshin Kurosaki, had the Kuchikis living the comfortable life. The only thing he asked in return was for the death of hundreds of innocent people. Isshin Kurosaki was the main Yakuza boss of Los Noches and that was no little feat.

With the help of the Kuchikis his father had managed to smuggle drugs and take control of all of Los Noches. It was a dictatorship with his father being the dictator. Ichigo remembered it well. He witnessed his mother and father arguing many times throughout his childhood. Even though his sisters, Karin and Yuzu, leaned toward being more like his dad, Ichigo grew up to be more like his mother. When Ichigo reached the legal age, he ran away, leaving no trace of where he might go. He wished he could be satisfied with just leaving his past behind, but he wanted to crush his father. He wanted his father to feel all the pain that he inflicted on the many innocent people. The orange haired man was brought out of his thoughts when the announcer began to speak.

"Hello many guests of the Kuchiki, we would like to welcome you to the auction. Okay now you all know the rules. If you win you are committed to complete the transaction and no touching of the merchandise until the auction is over. With all that out of the way take out your credit cards and enjoy until your heart's content." The man threw out his hand and two main double doors opened. The darkness of the room contrasted with the pure whiteness of the hall.

Swallowing down a gulp, Ichigo sighed and began following the crowd toward the auction. Black covered his tan skin as he entered the room. Music echoed through his ears as neon lights blinded his sight. He blinked in pain and gave himself a moment for his eyes to adjust. When the pain in his eyes settled, he gasped.

The room was filled with cells. He walked up to one and stared at the woman inside. She had dark violet hair and golden eyes that contrasted with her dark skin. He felt a bit guilty looking at the woman when she was not allowed to have any clothes. Her body was covered with scars and scratches. She met his eyes and smiled. "Hey pretty boy, wanna buy me?" A red blushed washed over his face as he shook his head. A toothy grin spread through her face as she let out a hearty laugh. "Oh it's ok to be shy." He felt uncomfortable and backed up from the cell. As he walked away, she busted out laughing, her laugh haunting his ears.

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"Is she in position?" Grimmjow leaned into Renji's computer and stared at the screen, not understanding what he was looking at.

"Move!" The redhaired pushed the blunette's face away from the screen. "Yes she is in position. Are you guys ready?"

Grimmjow grabbed a machine and hoisted it over his shoulder. He looked around to see his teammates. Stark grabbed his swords and placed them criss crossed on his back. Ulquiorra stood up and spun his pistols on his fingers. He turned to the redhead, grinned widly, and responded. "Hell yeah we are ready! Let's go crash this fucking party!"

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Ichigo managed to leave the shaded room and take deep breaths. He wiped his brow on his sleeve. How could his father allow such things to happen? The orangenette leaned on the wall and closed his eyes. Pain squeezed at his heart. Just as he was about to run out of the party, an explosion reached his ears. His body twirled around to see hundreds of people, prisoners and wealthy scurry out into the hall. The crowd caught up to him and he stumbled to catch his balance. He slammed his eyes shut, expecting a fall, but his hand was grabbed by someone. "Hey pretty boy, watch your step." His eyes opened to see the violet haired woman holding on to him.

"Wha-" He began.

"Come on." She dragged him through the crowd and out into the front entrance. The crowd's screaming echoed in his ears. The streets filled with the richies looking for their own kind. A screech rang through the night as a gust of wind almost knocked him out. Gasps and screeches were heard as a ship landed in front of him. The mechanic door flew open and a red-haired head popped into view.

"Get in!" The woman climbed in, taking the tan man with her.

"About time, I was getting worried." The toothy grin appeared once again on her face.

"Put some clothes on, Yoruichi." The man said, his face turning as red as his hair. Ichigo stared at the man. His hair was long and red, which was situated in a ponytail and black tattoos covered his body. "And who is this kid?"

"Oh Renji, are you shy too?" She cooed walking to the back of the ship and grabbing some clothes. "Where is Grimmjow and everybody?"

His eye twitched at his question being ignored. "They should be on their way. They are in there saving all the prisoners. Why did you bring a richie on the ship?" He asked more annoyed.

She shrugged. "I don't know, he interests me." Renji rolled his eyes and sighed.

The tension between the two was broke when the doors flew opened and a pile of men tumbled in. "GO GO GO!" A blue haired man yelled shooting his gun out onto the street. The ship lurched back as the engine turned and Ichigo gripped onto his seat as he was almost thrown out. Yells and gunfire was heard throughout the street as the ship managed to get itself up in the air. Silence filled the air as the only sound was heavy breathing. The brown eyes of the orangenette's met blue ones and then the silence was broken. "Who the fuck are you?"

A/N: And there you go! First Chapter done. It feels weird being in a different part of fanfiction, usually I would be in the Hetalia section. I hoped you enjoyed this and read my other stories.

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