||This story has been discontinued! Sorry! The writer just grew up and lost interest I guess! I'll keep what I posted up though, as something for me myself to remember over the years?||

Hikari no Kage

(Light and Shadow)

Chapter 1

'Damn it's cold' I thought to myself while hugging my legs tightly. I was crouched low under a small bridge, everything around me was frozen over. My teeth chattered as a freezing cold breeze swept over me. I was wearing a small shirt torn in every possible place and thin board shorts with a huge rip at the bottom. The breeze swept over me once more.

"Damn it" I whispered still clinging to my body that was now cold as ice. "I have to get out of here if I want to survive" I told myself while getting up. Pain shot through my legs and through my body, all the way up to my spiked azure coloured hair. I fell backwards and hit my head on the hard brick arch behind me. I gripped my head and cursed under my breath. I stood up once more begging myself to move and to ignore the pain but of course that was easier said than done. My knees gave in and I slumped back against the wall, who was I kidding as if I could walk in this state. I glanced down at my bruised and bloodied legs, they looked more painful then they felt. I punched the wall behind me, shit, pain jolted from my arm to my ribs and I nearly yelled out in pain. I was seriously gonna kill the dick's who did this to me. 'I totally woulda won if they had fought like real men'

"And didn't use metal poles," I muttered to myself. I looked up at the dark grey sky and sighed. "I gotta move, it's gonna start snowing soon and I ain't gonna die under a bridge." I went to try and stand again when a rock? fell on me, I looked up to see a kid. He had jet black hair, bright green eyes and skin paler than the sky. I watched as he made his way down the bridge and came towards me. I scoffed when I saw how different he looked close up, more specifically how short he was, he looked like a 10 year old emo. I backed up slightly as he got closer but didn't make much progress when pain jolted through my body again. He stood in front of me looking down at me with his face so stoic it was amazing. 'Ok kid seriously stop staring at me' I thought to myself feeling a bit uncomfortable. I felt like punching this kid, one for throwing a rock at my head and two for staring at me for 5 minutes without moving (I mean seriously I didn't think it was possible to not move for that long) 'maybe he died...while standing?' I was about to poke him or something when he finally broke this what I thought to be never ending silence.

"What happened?" he said simply with no change in his expression. If I could move right now I would've sent him flying for being so...stoic.

"Nothing," I said while turning my head away so I don't look at his annoying emo face. He bent down and poked my leg. I growled.

"Looks like you got bashed..." he said boredly. He raised his head slowly to look directly at me waiting for me to talk back... or something...I couldn't tell cuz he didn't show any emotion 'dumb emo'

"Well?" he urged on. Heh, impatient much?

"I didn't" I said quickly. He stood up again, took off his jumper and threw it at me. I looked up at him confused.

"Do you want to freeze to death?" he asked. I pulled the jacket over my shoulders and looked down at the ground, wow this thing was warm.

"Can you walk?" he asked.

"No" I muttered. He bent down and pulled my arm over his shoulder, put his arm around my waist and lifted me up with ease.

"I'm Ulquiorra by the way" he said smiling slightly. I was too amazed by him showing emotion to talk back to him, but he was impatient after all.

"And you are?"

"G-grimmjow" I stuttered quickly.

"Ok G-grimmjow, come with me" he said sarcastically. That's it, when I can move again this kid is dead. He pulled me forward forcing me to walk. Every step I took was agony but it probably would've been 100 times worse if this kid wasn't helping. 'This kid is amazingly strong for someone so tiny' I thought unconsciously distracting myself from the pain.

When we got to the other size of the bridge, I had completely forgotten about the pain, I was too amazed by how pale this kid was. It was a wonder if he ever really got any sun and on top of that it was perfect skin, like a porcelain china doll.

"Grimmjow?" he asked.

"Y-yeah?" I said, suddenly snapped back into reality by his voice.

"If you keep staring at me like that I'll drop you" he said bluntly with a smirk on his face. I turned my head away and focused it on my feet, they were covered in dry blood. I was pretty lucky to escape those guys with only cuts and bruises, it could have been a lot worse...

Damn it was quiet, someone needs to talk.

"So kid where you takin' me" I asked hoping he would reply.

"I'm not a kid, I'm 13" he said as a matter-of-factly. This kid can't be serious, that has gotta be a lie.

"It's no lie" he told me. What on top of his weird appearance he can read my mind? It would make sense...

"You are totally lying, I'm 15 and look at the difference between us" I scoffed.

"And look at the difference in strength between us, I doubt you would be able to lift yourself if I were not here" he smirked. This kid will die...

"Touché... " I said, smiling, "and stop talking like that!"

He looked at up at me confused.

"What do you mean?" he asked me. I looked down at him smirking.

"Like...like...um" I couldn't find the right words to explain it, but my train of thought was rudely interrupted my him, laughing?

"Hahahaa y-your so stupid!" he yelled.

"H-hey brat I'm not stupid!" I yelled back. Despite the fact that he called me stupid it was kinda funny to watch him laugh so easily, weren't emo's supposed to be quiet and reserved?

"Haa...I'm not a brat, stupid" he said bluntly. Now that made me laugh.

"Heh... shall we say we agree to disagree?" I asked. He whacked me lightly on the back of my head.

"Perhaps... but your still stupid..." he said slyly.

"You dumb brat," I smirked at him. "When I can move again I'm gonna kill yo-"

"You can try..." he interrupted. 'Yeah, not only will I try, I'll kick the shit outta ya' I thought.

We stopped out the front of an average sized...MANSION? 'You have got to be kidding me!' I yelled in my head. There was a huge winding staircase outside to the front door, which was weird. And then it hit me...

"You expect me to climb those stairs, like this?" I asked him.

"No Grimmjow, unlike you, I have thought ahead" he said bluntly. He took me around to the back where there were no stairs and opened the back door. 'I guess he did think ahead.' When I looked inside I was in the kitchen and this was one hell of a kitchen.

Immediately after we took our first steps inside the house a man in a black tux with tails at the bottom walked up to us. 'He looks like one of those guys that hold them wand things and make people play instruments and stuff, what were they called again...?' I thought to myself. I was too lost in thought to notice that I had been grabbed by two guy's and dragged upstairs.

"Master Schiffer what would you like us to do to him?" one of the guys carrying me asked Ulquiorra behind us. 'Do to me?'

"Take him to our doctor and have him examine Grimmjow and to do what's necessary." said Ulquiorra bluntly with his arms crossed. 'What's necessary?' I thought, 'Whatever it is it better not hurt.'

"Yes sir!" said the tux butler dude? Ulquiorra was still behind us when we got to the top of the stairs, his face was stoic again, like when I first met him. I was placed on this type of hospital bed thing in a doctors office. 'He must be pretty rich to have a doctor live in his house' I thought. The doctor got off his chair at the far end of the room and headed towards Ulquiorra and me.

"How can I help you today master Schiffer?" the doctor asked. Ulquiorra pointed to the butler guy and the doctor nodded, they both walked into another room at the end of the office? I didn't really get what was going on but I guess Ulquiorra didn't talk much at home. The doctor walked back to where we were, alone, 'Where did the butler guy go?'

"I understand sir" he told Ulquiorra. I didn't understand what exactly he understood, but hey don't question a doctor. Ulquiorra left the room and the doctor walked back into the other room and pulled out what looked to be an x-ray machine, crap.

The doctor pushed the machine over to the bed that I was on and pressed a button making it light up.

"I need to x-ray you to make sure you haven't broken any bones" the doctor said simply. He disappeared around the corner into a room with a large glass window, and I heard a buzzing noise. The machine made four clicking noises over my legs then the machine beeped. The doctor came back over to the machine and turned it off.

"I will be back in a minute with the results" the doctor said while taking the x-ray machine back into the room that it came from. 'I have never been so quiet in my life' I thought.

Everything was just going so fast, my brain couldn't really render the situation. But the one thing I knew for sure was that for some reason I wanted Ulquiorra here again, as cold and stoic as he seemed he's the first person to actually notice me. No-one has ever cared for me, they ignore me and I snap simultaneously and try to kill them. That's the soul reason why I'm in this situation, but I guess it ain't so bad I mean, i'm in a mansion so who cares?

About 5 minutes later the doctor returned with some x-rays.

"It seems that you have broken your left leg and fractured parts of your right" the doctor said monotone, still staring at the x-rays. Great, so much for not being badly injured, this was gonna be fun.

"I will need to operate on your legs tonight, is that alright with you?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah sure, do whatever's necessary right?" I said awkwardly. The doctor nodded and pulled the bed I was on into another room and damn it was big...no huge! My eyes focused on a doorway that said operating room. The doctor pushed the bed into that room, there were allot of medical supplies all around and a single operating table in the middle with four large lights above it. The doctor placed me on the bed and told me to lie backward as he gave me what looked like sleeping gas. Within a few seconds everything went black.

I blinked open my eyes and waited for them to adjust the the bright light glaring down at me. My body felt so numb which was so...AWESOME...not being able to feel anything feels so good. I wished things could stay like this forever but naturally something had to ruin my perfect silence.

"Grimmjow, are you okay?" the voice was so angelic, maybe I was dead?

"Wake up stupid!" he said angrily. That was so not an angel...

"Ulquiorra?" I muttered. My eyes leered over to the figure to my left, he was smirking?

"The one and only," he joked. I sat up slightly and looked at him annoyed.

"Shut up brat" I murmured. His smile disappeared and he was back to king stoic.

"Is this the way you treat your savior?" he asked. I smiled and nodded, now he looked annoyed.

"Anyway," he said while getting up "Whats your home number?" I froze.

"What?" I asked incredulously. He looked at me strangely.

"You will need to stay here until you can walk so I need to call you parents and ask for consent" he said simply still stoic. Oh crap...

"That might be a problem then..." I said nervously.

"Problem?" he said confused. My eyes wandered over to the other side of the room.

"You see I'm an orphan" I told him. He walked over to my line of vision and I looked up.

"I see, so that's why y-" I cut him off.

"That's why I was under the bridge, I had nowhere else to go" his expression turned to worry... he's good at doing things that I wouldn't ever expect from him, like worrying.

"You can stay here then" he told me calmly.

"What do you mean?" I asked suspiciously. He sat on the edge of the bed that I was on.

"You have nowhere to go right...? So why not stay here, as you can see there is more than enough room" he said smirking at the last bit. Was he serious? Me stay in this mansion? It shocked me more than him showing emotion at the most random times. He was staring at me strangely now, maybe he really was serious. I guess it would be awesome to live here and when my legs are healed I won't have to look for him so I can kick his ass.

"So what do you say Grimmjow?" he asked me smiling.

"Um...sure?" I smiled awkwardly back. He got off the bed and walked to the door.

"Great, well you need to rest so I'm gonna leave. I'll be back later 'kay?" with that he walked out the door. 'He lost his weird way of speaking? Was it cuz of me?'

"My life just keeps getting weirder and weirder" I muttered to myself before slumping back onto the bed and going back to sleep.