A/N: Hi this is my new Fan-Fic.

I have been loving Gin for a long time

and decided to write a Hueco mundo themed Fic.

He is so much fun to write. In the english version he doesn't have an accent

but in the Japanese the dialect he speaks in is somewhat akin to a polite southern way of speaking for us.

Hope i didn't over do it. Love to all my fans and I hope you enjoy. Also if you catch any errors please let me know.

"Why is he always sneaking up on me like that?" Rena shot the fox-faced man a scowl, embarrassed at the way he had made her jump.

"Awww, come on Re-chan, ya don't gotta be that way." Gin ran a slender hand down Rena's pale arm. She shuddered and looked down. Pulling her chin back up with the same hand, Gin smirked. "So cold you're shudderin', huh? Maybe ya should wear more clothes." He then leaned in, his lips brushed against her ear as he whispered. "Or is it maybe, cause you're scared of me?" The light-hearted teasing tone had been replaced with a darker one that she didn't recognize.

She narrowed her eyes, ignoring the chill that ran down her spine, and pulled back. "I was merely trying to suppress the sudden urge to be violently ill." She scoffed.

"I wonder if 'Grimmjow-Sama' makes ya shudder like that." Gin goaded as he hid his hands in the sleeves of his haori.

"He makes me shudder in ways you couldn't even imagine to." She stated dismissively, as she turned to take her leave. She expected the dig at his masculinity would stifle his attempts at provoking her. That expectation was squashed as she heard him call after her.

"Ya really shouldn't underestimate my imagination, it can be quite wicked at times."

Rena quietly entered her master's room, still irritated at her exchange with Ichimaru. "I should tell Grimmjow that bastard's been touching me." She heard the shower behind the only other door in the room stop. She was grateful that the creepy ex-Shinigami hadn't made her late for her morning duties.

"Rena?"

"I'm here Grimmjow-Sama." She smiled as she pulled a uniform out of a closet containing about ten identical uniforms.

Grimmjow stepped into the room wearing his towel around his waist. He did this in the same manner everyday, yet everyday Rena's chest would flutter and her breathing would become a bit shallower. With the same bored look he always wore he stepped in front of her and dropped the towel to the floor. She held out the pants and helped him put them on. Wrapping the black material around his waist, she looked up with a smile.

"What is it, woman?" Grimmjow had seen this smile; he knew she was going to ask for something.

"Well, I do have a question to ask... well it's more like a favor. Ichimaru-sama has been placing his hands on me in too familiar a fashion for my liking. I would appreciate it if this behavior stopped." She had built up her confidence to ask this of him and now after seeing the look on his face wished she had just left it alone.

"Dumb-ass, that man can do whatever he wants with you. That ain't something I can stop. Don't think just because I don't take advantage of that no one else will. It does kinda piss me off when someone touches my things though." Grimmjow held his arms out allowing Rena to put his jacket on him.

"Why do I always trick myself into thinking he cares?" She was thoroughly disappointed with his answer. "I understand my place, Grimmjow-sama, my apologies. If he wishes to continue provoking me, I'll try to ignore his comments." She solemnly bowed and began to smooth out the ripples on the front of his jacket.

"What does he say?" Grimmjow asked, mainly because Gin provokes him with insinuating comments on his relationship with Rena and the uniform he picked for her.

Rena's mind went back to her last run in with the creepy man. I wonder if "Grimmjow-Sama" makes ya shudder like that? Then to her response, He makes me shudder in ways you could never imagine to. Which wasn't entirely untrue, he did make her shudder; he just didn't do it on purpose. It was more like her imagination made her shudder, well that and his abs. Grimmjow had not once tried to, grope, kiss, or do anything less to Rena, much to her disappointment. Her cheeks reddened when she thought of telling her master what he had asked.

"Comments on my uniform, comments about you ... uh... well you know just things that get under my skin."

Grimmjow grunted in response. "Just stay away from him."

"Yes, sir. Shall I clean your quarters today?" Rena looked around the room and noticed it did need to be dusted; the sands of Hueco Mundo were even unforgiving inside of Los Noches.

"Yeah." He walked to the door and gave a quick wave of his hand.

Rena gave out a quick sigh before heading to her room to fetch her cleaning supplies. She looked up and down the hallway a few times to make sure she wouldn't run into the grinning bane of her existence, and then headed in the direction of the numero's quarters. Every few minutes she looked over her shoulder to make sure he wasn't behind her, ready to scare the crap out of her again. "He's probably with Aizen-sama now." She relaxed a little at this thought and took her time getting to her room.

She had a very cake job. Grimmjow didn't ask much of her, she was the only female of his fraccion and possibly the weakest. She was basically his personal assistant. She helped him get ready in the mornings, made sure his food got to him, ran small errands, and kept his room tidy. It also helped that she could stare at his beautiful figure for hours and still not want to look away. He was remarkably handsome; she couldn't get enough of him.

The only downfall of being his servant was that he had not one ounce of physical interest in her, when she wanted him so badly. She had tried many different ways of getting him to notice her in that way. She thought when he gave her the uniform, that it would be easy. She herself was far above average looking, and the uniform showed off her assets nicely. It was a jacket that zipped up just below her chest, leaving not much to the imagination, with no sleeves. The skirt was a pleated mini, and she wore thigh high black socks. When she saw the garb, she noticed right away that it was meant to show off her body. She thought this was because Grimmjow wanted to see her in as little clothing as possible. That thought made her very happy. But after every foolish attempt to get him to touch her going unnoticed, she settled for just being his caddy, at least then she got to see him every morning even if he didn't get anything out of it.

After retrieving her equipment, she made her way back down the hall, imagining different ways to get revenge on Ichimaru. "I wish I knew what really pissed him off." She had finally reached Grimmjow's door, with a sigh she pushed it open.

"What the HELL!" She let out a gasp as something soft hanging from a string hit her in the face. She took it in one hand examining the small furry ball. She shook it and heard a bell inside. Then, she heard the soft chuckle behind her.

"Ya don't know what that is?"

She spun around to meet Ichimaru Gin face to face. With an exasperated sigh she answered. "Twice in one day. How could I be so lucky? No, Ichimaru-Sama, please tell me, what is this?" She motioned with one hand to the, now swinging, fur ball hanging in Grimmjow's doorway.

"It's a cat toy." Gin's expression was pleased. "I thought your precious 'Grimmjow-sama' could play with it if he gets too bored."

"Oh, right, I get it, because a panther's like a big cat. Ha Ha that was a really good one Ichimaru-Sama." She was trying to be a smart-ass but she couldn't stop the corner of her mouth from turning up slightly. It was kind of funny.

"I thought ya'd like that."

Since he had amused her, Rena's distaste for Gin had lessened a bit and she felt like she could be a bit more civil with him. "O.K., I'm going to ask you something and I would like you not to give me a cryptic answer or some weird innuendo."

"Now, that ain't no fun." Gin pouted a bit.

Rena ripped the cat toy down and turned back to face Gin. "Why do you mess with me so much? There are plenty of other victims around."

"Well, thatsa easy one. Because ya mess back, alla them other numeros are too scared of me ta tease. Your temper won't let ya keep quiet. Its a lot more fun that way, ya know."

"Well, now that I know... Good-bye Ichimaru-sama."

With a shrug Rena turned and headed into the room to begin her cleaning. She slid the door shut behind her but it wouldn't latch. Looking down she noticed Gin was blocking it with his foot.

"What are you doing, Ichimaru-sama?" Rena huffed in irritation.

Gin grinned devilishly in response.