Grimmjow's POV
I'm not a stalker, I'm just curious. I mean if a teenage boy acts like there's always someone watching him, then he's definitely hiding something. Well he's right in this situation but it just doesn't sit right with me.
Seriously I had been following him for like 5 minutes and he had already stopped like eight times just to look around and then speed up a bit, I really don't get this kid he's way more paranoid than the regular teen. He finally reached what I assumed to be his house, because of the sign that read 'Kurosaki Clinic'. He walked inside, I decided to wait a while to see if he was gonna come out again, so I moved to a spot where I could sit down without being seen.
It took me somewhere around five minute to where his room would be, I was currently perched in a tree in the neighbors yard. Peering through the window to hi room, or what I think is his room considering he's in there changing his clothes. He's got a nice lithe body, toned muscles that were just big enough for his body size, so not huge but not too small. He turned his back to the window and gave a nice display of a large scar in between his shoulder blades, wonder how he got that.
He turned again this time facing the window displaying the fact that there was another scar identical to the one on his back and not to mention in the exact same place on his chest, I was denied further viewing due to the fact that he had just put on a shirt. I saw him look over at where I assumed his door would be and he walked over, when he returned he had a girl just a little shorter than him probably around 5'7 following him over to his bed.
She sat down and looked up at him, I couldn't tell what she looked like because she was wearing a hood. But, I did see a little bit of blue poking out of the black hood. It made me confused, I didn't know anyone besides me had blue hair. It was times like this I wish I could read lips because Ichigo was saying something with a slightly perplexed look on his face, the girl stood and motioned for Ichigo to turn around, he complied and she reached down and pulled something up, shaking it out and pulling over Ichigo's arms and up onto his shoulders.
She turned him around and zipped up the jacket doing up a few belts that were on the chest and one on the neck, I had to admit it was a beautiful piece of work. Pristine white fabric, that I could tell didn't just stop where the zipper did, at the waist. He looked fucking drop dead sexy, the jacket jugged his frame perfectly.
Normal POV
Ichigo glanced down at his newest addition to his collection of bleach white trench coats, it reached all the way down to his ankles. The inside sporting knife holders and hidden pockets.
"How long did this one take you?" Ichigo asked the girl.
"'Bout four hours.. I think." She replied, sitting back down on Ichigo's bed. Placing a long slim finger to the side of her head in thought.
She herself was wearing a black version of the coat she had just presented to the orangette, although it varied slightly in the bust area. She turned and opened the window a little bit, giving Grimmjow a good view of her visible features.
White and blue hair that looked fairly short, black glasses covering green eyes. And pale, extremely pale skin. The green eyes and pale skin made him think of Ulquiorra, the two would probably get along quite well, and two lip studs.
"Why'd you open the window?" Ichigo asked.
"Because it's hot in here." she replied swiftly turning her head.
Lucky for Grimmjow she did, or she would have noticed him move slightly closer to the window to hear what they were saying.
"Right! Before I forget." She shouted, turning back to what looked like a large handbag.
"I brought you another new toy to go with the coat." she pulled a slender silver box from the bag and held it out to Ichigo.
He tentatively placed his hands on either side of the box lid and lifted it slowly, his eyes lighting up with joy.
"Oh man, where in the world did you find one like this?" he said lifting the pure onyx blade from the box.
"I've got a buddy who makes custom blades, and the one you had me draw up last time really excited him."
"Oh my god, you rock so much right now -!"
He pulled the girl into a tight hug, leaving her gasping for air. She abruptly kneed him in the crotch, making him release her from his deadly embrace. Falling to the ground clutching his prized family jewels. Grimmjow cringed from where he sat, gripping his balls as if he had been kneed as well.
"Damn it -! what was that for?" he shouted, in pain.
"I was trying to tell you I couldn't breathe." she replied nonchalantly.
She put out her hand, to help him up and he gladly took it. Hoisting him back up onto his feet she pulled him into a hug, much softer than the one he forced her into earlier. He looked down at her, his expression softening. He pulled her hood down to reveal pure white hair with blue tips, it was shorter on top, the sides reached just past her jaw and the back reached just a litter farther past her shoulders, it was also rather short around her ears. Revealing at least five rings in each ear, two in the top and three in the bottom.
Her face was buried in the crook of Ichigo's neck as he stroked her hair, 'its still as soft as I remember...' he thought. It was then that he realized that she had said something, but he couldn't really hear her because her voice was muffled by his shirt. He tilted his head to look at the top of her head.
"Sorry, I didn't catch what you said."
She lifted her head and glared at him.
"I said, I fixed your mask. Moron."
He stared at her in shock.
"You fixed it already, but I just gave it to you the other day!"
"Hellooooo, this is me we're talking about dude." she replied, letting go of his mid-section.
She turned on her heels and walked over to her bag on the floor and rummaged around in it for a moment, pulling yet another silver box from it's confines. She tossed it over to Ichigo, who caught it with ease. He opened the box, and stared over at the girl.
"The stripes are different this time..." he said disappointingly.
"Your old mask was getting boring so I added more stripes in a tiny bit darker shade of red." she replied, flopping down on his bed.
"Try it on, I think you'll like it."
"...Fine..." he sighed as he moved the mask towards his face.
Ichigo's POV
As I moved the mask towards my face I could feel a slight tingle in my eyes, I knew they were changing again. I placed the mask on my face and as I moved my hand away it stayed, perfectly on. Like always - made no mistakes. I turned towards the mirror on my wall and reveled in the sight that is me. The mass murdering serial killer, Ogichi.
"That's what I like to see." - said from my bed, I turned again to look at her. I took of the mask, and placed it on my dresser.
"So what other reason are you here, Other than to give me these things?" I questioned.
She simply stood up and walked over to me, she placed a hand on my chest. A look of regret washing over her pale face, she still hasn't forgiven herself. She then looked up at me.
"We have some work we have to do."
"Where?" I asked, a serious looked taking over my face.
"Las Noches." she replied, "Also, you have to wear the red one."
"One of those jobs, huh?"
"Yeah. You still have mine here right?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Because you're stupid and never remember things."
We both just burst out laughing and she made her way over to the closet, rummaging through it fir a moment and pulling out two articles covered in black cloth. Tossing the larger one over to me, she removed the cloth on hers to reveal a beautiful blood red trench coat, she placed it on my desk and began to remove the black one that she was currently wearing.
She was wearing a black button up shirt with short sleeves, plain black jean shorts and upon further investigation of her outfit I had to stifle my laughter when I saw her socks. Only she would be able to find blue and black striped socks that went past her knees, she looked over her shoulder and glared at me. Man, if looks could kill. I would have died ages ago.
"Hurry up and get dressed!" she half shouted at me, pulling the trench coat onto her shoulders.
I quickly complied, undoing the belts as quickly as I could. I finally removed the garment and swiftly replaced it with the red one. I glanced over to -, and stared for a moment.
"Did you remember your mask?" I asked.
She quickly turned on her heels and was in front of me in less than a second.
"No shit! I may be more forgetful than you, but I would never forget it when coming to see you for something like this!" she yelled.
I laughed as she puffed out her cheeks and turned away from me.
"Let's just go, okay Ichigo?"
"Kay."
She walked over to her bag once more, and pulled out a mask similar to the one she handed me not too long ago. With the exception that hers had a lot more designs on them than mine did. She placed it on the inside of her jacket, and we made our way out my door. The swift exit we made from the house went unnoticed by my family which I'm thankful for.
Grimmjow's POV
I just sat there dumbfounded, too many questions floating into my head. 'What did they mean "one of those kinds of jobs?"' and 'why do I feel like I've seen that girl somewhere before?' I hadn't been able to hear them when they had said her name. Wait... Las Noches? Shit, I really hope that's not the Las Noches I'm thinking about. If it is then this two are probably something more dangerous than I could have ever imagined.
I jumped from the tree I was hiding in and ran down the street, opposite from the direction the other two were heading. While I was walking the face of that girl popped into my head numerous times,'I've seen her before, I just know it.' Turning down intricate pathways and winding streets, I finally came to my destination.
I walked up the small staircase, and opened the door to the Karakura police department. Immediately when I entered the building, a small girl with blonde hair and pink eyes leaped at me. Hitting me directly in the chest, nearly making me fall over. Nearly, and then realization hit me. I knew where I had seen that girl.
"Hey Grimm~!" the small girl chimed as she latched herself to my midsection, legs wrapped around my waist.
"Where ya been lately?"
"First, get off me Lily." I grunted, "Second, you should know where I've been. It was your dad that gave me the assignment."
She unwrapped her legs from my waist and dropped down to the floor, landing on her -for some reason- bare feet.
"Oh, right. I forgot you were still on that one, Nnoi still with ya?" she asked, peering up at me.
"Yeah he's still with me. And yes he is still annoying as fuck." I replied.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't swear around my kid." a tired voice said behind me.
He walked over to me and motioned for me to follow him to his office. Following closely behind him, we entered his spacious office and I closed the door softly behind me.
"Starrk." I started, only to be cut off but his lazy voice.
"I'm assuming that if you're here, then you have some information on the case I assigned you to."
"I think I may have found a lead on the case, earlier I saw this girl. Her face looked so familiar to me, but I just couldn't place where I had seen her before. And then it hit me, I hadn't just seen her once or twice on the street. She had been at every crime scene I was working on for 'The Angel of Death', half of those incidents were in a different areas of Japan." I stated.
For once Starrk had his eyes wide open, and didn't look the least bit tired. He sat down and propped his elbows up on his mahogany desk lacing his finger together, and placing his chin on his hands.
"Where did you see her?" he urged.
"I was following Kurosaki home, because he seemed to be extremely suspicious. He's very paranoid, like there's someone watching him, or trying to get him. So I followed him home and positioned myself in a tree to get a good view of his room when, he let her in. at first I couldn't see her face, because she was wearing a hood. She handed him, a pristine white trench coat. Well more like she put it on him, not too long after, she turned around and opened the window slightly. Giving me a full view of her face." I responded.
"Go on, what did she look like?"
"She had medium-short white hair with blue tips, extremely pale skin, bright green eyes, and she was wearing black medium-thick rimmed rectangle glasses."
"Did you hear any part of their conversation? If so, what were they talking about? Did you hear her name?" he questioned.
"I did hear part of their conversation, they were talking about some kind of job. And I didn't manage to hear her name." I answered.
"What do you mean 'job'."
"I have no idea what kind of job it is but, I do know where they're going to do it."
"Where?" he shouted, as he shot up out of his chair.
I looked him dead in the eyes, extremely serious.
"Las Noches."
A.N/ OMG I am so sorry it took me so long to update, I've been really busy with a lot of things. Like school, fuck school. And I'm stuck on my other stories, but either way I hope you enjoy, and please don't hate me for the mystery girl. You'll understand more when I update, hopefully soon.
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