Reality

Name: Hazel Krualder

Occupation:Soul Reaper

Hair:Dark Brown

Eyes:Hazel

Height:5'7''

Weight:117lbs

Age:Unknown

Love:Grimmjow (Arrancar)

Zanpakutô:Nekomimaru

Background: This is after Aizen's death. Grimmjow survived the war and lives with Hazel his girlfriend (love, mate, whichever). She is good friends with Ichigo Kurosaki, and the others. She loves to tease Grimmjow and is the one who got him addicted to coffee.

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Dream

Speices:Werewolf/Human

Age:369 years

Love:Ichigo (vampire) or Grimmjow (werewolf)

Background:The humans and other creatures (vampires, werewolves, etc,.) live in peace because, the more supernatural creatures do not harm humans often and they all live in a co-op society. Yes, vampires can drink human blood but they at least get their consent first before they do. Most of them like to obey the laws that have been in place for thousands of years, the ones who don't will eventually get caught.

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I really don't remember much…I know that Ichigo was my boyfriend, and –of course- a vampire, but I don't remember much of my beginning. I knew what I was also. I was a werewolf. People of the human world knew we existed and coincided in peace. I also knew Ichigo's sparring partner, Grimmjow. He was proud, obnoxious, and downright confusing to me.

Besides being Ichigo's sparring partners and being utter rivals, he was my argue buddy. I hated him! He was a werewolf just like me –even though he reminded me more of a cat than a wolf, which I constantly told him- and I absolutely loathed him. We yelled at each other constantly, because we argued about everything. We argued so damn much that I couldn't watch his and Ichigo's sparring matches anymore.

I wasn't one for fighting really…I could hold my own against them yes –mainly because I knew their weaknesses from watching their battles- but I could hold my own against anyone else. I was a half-breed werewolf, so I didn't stand as much of a chance.

Anyway, it really all started when I was watching Ichigo study for some entrance exams. "You're doing this a lot later than you said you would." I looked over his shoulder. "And that ones wrong."

He snapped back at me, "How can I get that one wrong? It's a fucking opinion!" He was really tense, so I backed off a little.

I pouted, "God Ichigo, I was only trying to lighten the mood."

He looked at me then back at his paper. I knew he was feeling guilty about snapping, because I planned it that way. Oh and by the way, I have my evil moments. "Sorry this whole entrance to college is giving me a fucking migraine."

Well I'll let you guess who welcomed himself into Ichigo's house right after he said that…Yep Grimmjow. He's the kind of guy who: let's himself in, wouldn't save you if you were dying, and would not help if a demon was after you –we'll get to that last one later-.

Ichigo groaned and without looking up he said, "Not now Grimmjow. I'm studying for entrance exams."

Grimmjow shook his head,"Ichigo, Ichigo, Ichigo. We live forever, why the fuck, are you trying to get into college when you've already been to tons of them?"

Ichigo paused, and then shrugged. So Grimmjow kept talking –which he was good at- so quickly that I couldn't get a single word in. "Plus you were never good at these things." That's where Ichigo glared. "And you need to get a girlfriend." That's where I glared. "Besides those two points, you're 538 years old for fuck's sake. You're ancient to those humans!" He shouldn't have been talking he was the same age.

I sulked a little. I felt so young, because I was only 369 years old. Then I thought of something, "Hey Grimmjow how did you get here from your place? I thought that people couldn't go out at this time because of those demon attacks."

He finally looked at me like he was just realizing I was there. "Oh. You." I twitched ready to attack him, but guess what, he kept talking. "I have my ways darling." He smirked evilly at me which made my hairs stand on end.

Ichigo glared slightly at him. He hated it when Grimmjow called me pet names. I looked at Ichigo now totally ignoring the tall bluenette and spoke to him,"When are you going to be done?"

He shrugged at me, "I don't know. It'll be a while. Why?"

"Well with all these demon attacks and weak little me –I was putting on the sugar thick- I was wondering if you could take me to my house so I can pick something up."

Ichigo dulled, "I don't think I can…"

That's when Grimmjow popped in. "I could take you." Ichigo and I stared at him. "Since Ichigo can't, I could rush you over and bring you back when you're done there." We stared at him, since he spoke in a nice voice that we didn't think he could ever produce. Of course he took our silence as a yes and led me out of Ichigo's house with Ichigo staring after us.

We took a car of course. I mean yes we could go running through the forest in wolf form but there were some reasons that I suggest we not: First, does demon attacks not mean anything to you? Second, I didn't want humans asking to take pictures of two cool werewolves. And lastly, I didn't want to see Grimmjow totally naked. He has a nice body, sure, but he's not my boyfriend.

He made sure that the radio was loud enough for both of our wolf ears by turning it to my least favorite station that he knew I hated. The whole way to my house was torture, for he was smirking that smirk and watching me in the corner of his eye trying not to rip the damn radio out of the car itself.

When we got to my house something just didn't feel…right. I thought I saw two people talking in the shadows, but when I looked no one was there. I shook it off and made Grimmjow stand outside, so –amazingly- he obeyed like a good boy and I went inside.

I grabbed a bag and started putting some clothes in it to stay over at Ichigo's. I don't even now why I have a house if I'm practically living with Ichigo. A couple pairs of clothes and other necessities later, I was packed.

I slung the pack over my shoulder and looked out my room window seeing that Grimmjow was leaning against his car with his head on the top of it. I stared at him for a few moments trying to figure out what looked different about him, but couldn't put my finger on it.

That was when I heard something behind me and spun around to find a rather human looking –but not human looking enough- demon standing there in the doorway. In pure instinct I jumped for the closet –which had no door by the way- just as the demon scratched the length of my back. I yelled out in pain. This was one of those demons with the claws that have paralyzing poison in them so they can do whatever they want with their victims.

I shivered at the thought of what it wanted to do. The poison would take a while to react to my immortal blood though. But it still looked bad for me. I was barely hiding behind the clothes while the thing was trying to get to me, when I realized it wasn't there anymore. I peaked out and there was Grimmjow outwitting the stupid demon. And most demons are really stupid.

"You can have her if you can spell all these words." He gave the little piece of paper to the demon and the demon sat in a little office space behind a door and started working. Grimmjow walked over and helped me up supporting most of my weight.

The poison was working quickly so he moved up to the window and opened it up. We stood on the roof of the second floor. It looked far to me but it was only two stories, so I didn't complain to Grimmjow. We jumped down and I stumbled a little until Grimmjow again supported me to the car and put me in passenger.

I managed to mutter a thanks and he only nodded his head in return. I went black after that but still knew what was happening. Grimmjow stared at me for a moment knowing I was out cold. He smoothed my hair down and covered my wounds before smirking to himself and driving off with me in shotgun.

The drive seemed to take forever. When we got to Ichigo's house I was a bit more aware. Ichigo had just finished the damn thing he was working on and came out.

He ran up to Grimmjow who had me in his arms, "What the hell happened?" Grimmjow explained everything and Ichigo ran off to get a med kit when Grimmjow brought me to an empty room.

He set me down and addressed my open slashes when Ichigo came back with the kit. Ichigo was getting water when a thing I will never forget happened. "That was a close call today kitten." He was smirking that smirk again.

"Yeah." I ignored his pet name. "Thanks again by the way." I looked up at him and smiled a meek smile.

Grimmjow just simply nodded his head and kissed me. I was in shock. It only took a few seconds but to me it seemed like years passed. Grimmjow then disengaged the contact like it never happened and smiled instead of smirked –for once- and left the room.

Grimmjow then stopped Ichigo in the hallway right before he came in to give me water and whispered, "Careful Ichigo. I'm getting a little too attached to her." He smirked and finished, "And she's getting attached to me too." With that he left the house with Ichigo staring after him. Then Ichigo stepp-

I woke up with a jolt. Where was I? Okay…That was a dream…And in that dream I was dating Ichigo? That was really weird. I heard a gruff voice next to me speak. "What's wrong?"

I smiled slightly and lay back down next to him. "Nothing just," I paused.

He turned and looked at me with bright blue eyes. "Just what?" He was sleepy and yawned wide, just like a cat.

I smiled again, "Just a really weird dream. That's all"

He shrugged and lay facing me with an arm around my waist and closed his eyes after a peck on the lips. One thing from my dream didn't change. I was still attached to Grimmjow.