Ichigo sighed softly, looking over at the former Sexta Espada sitting across the couch.

"Hey Grimm, I have question."

Grimmjow scowled slightly, turning his head to look at the orangette "I told you not to call me 'Grimm', Kurosaki-"

"And I told you not to call me Kurosaki. Now shut up and let me ask my question." Ichigo scowled, sitting up straight.

Grimmjow snorted, crossing his arms over his chest and glared at Kuros- Ichigo "Tch. Fine, ask your stupid question."

"You don't even know what I'm gonna ask, so how do you know if it's gonna be stupid?"

"Because you're asking it." Grimmjow replied with a shit eating grin on his face.

Ichigo twitched, slamming his hand over the bluenette's mouth "Shove it pussy cat. My question is, what were you like as a kid?" He finally asked, pulling his hand away.

Grimmjow blinked, staring at Ichigo for a moment before a scowl tugged at his lips "Why do you care about what I was like when I was a brat?"

"Because I'm bored." Ichigo mumbled, looking at the blue haired man.

Grimmjow's scowl deepened as he rolled his eyes "I was a brat. There. Happy?"

Ichigo glared at the former Sexta "That's a shitty answer"

Grimmjow smirked after a moment, looking at Ichigo "Yeah? Well you didn't ask for a good answer."

Ichigo huffed, crossing his arms over his chest "Fine then! What we're you like as a kid- And give a good answer this time!"

"Sorry Berry, I answer one question a day and you already used it up" Grimmjow laughed, leaning against the arm of the couch

Ichigo glared at Grimmjow "Fine then Pussy you can either answer my question, in detail, or we can watch High School Musical" the strawberry smirked, turning the television on

Grimmjow deadpanned, eyes wide as the horrifying images of mediocre adults trying to be teens singing and dancing played on the screen "I'LL ANSWER YOUR QUESTION! JUST STOP THIS MADNESS BEFORE MY EYES START TO BLEEEEEEEEED!" the bluenette yelled, desperatly reaching for the remote.

Ichigo laughed his ass off.