I'm not sure what I'm doing yet. I have it figured out in my head what I want to happen but I find it hard to put it into words. Sorry for the short chapters.


"Renji give me more," I said, holding out my shot glass. He smiled and pored me some. I chugged it in seconds and looked at him expectantly.

"I don't know what's gotten you so worked up, but I don't mind. I like this side of you. You could be a good drinking buddy," He said, poring the last of the bottle in both our glasses. I smiled slightly, meeting his eyes. We drank at the same time. I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes. My head was spinning.

"Hey none of that, we still have one more bottle to go Berry."

"Aren't you mad about Grimmjow, Renji?"I opened my eyes and met his. He paused for a second.

"Is that what this is about Ichi? You heard Urahara. Besides I don't like him either, but that doesn't change anything. Now drink." He handed me my glass. I sat up and drank it.

"Still I think he's planning something, but he doesn't think he's up to anything. But this is Grimmjow, we all know how he is."

"Maybe he is, but can we not talk about this? We're suppose to be having fun."

"Sure whatever."

We drank for hours or what felt like hours. I lost track of time and reality.


"What the hell, get off me!" I yelled, feeling someone on top of me. My eyes widened when I met blue eyes. His lips turned into a smirk. I sat up, trying to get away. Where was Renji? I don't remember what happened last night.

"Where are you going Ichi? I just got here. You hurt my feelings," His smirk widened at my expression. I tried to shake it off.

"Why are you here Grimmjow? Do you always enter people's house without permission?" I shot back, trying not to show anymore emotions. I didn't want to give him the pleasure.

"Do you have a problem with me? Are you holding a grudge just because I've tried to kill you? I thought we were even, you did beat me."

"I don't care, get out of here," I turned around to leave.

"But Ichi, didn't Urahara tell you? I'm staying here. Since he doesn't have any room in his house right now." I slowly turned around. He was trying to look innocent, putting on another act.

Grimmjow, staying at my house? No. No one asked me. Who gave him the right?

"No you're not," I said firmly. He met my eyes, looking devious suddenly. He stepped forward, pushing me against the way. I tried to push him away, but he was to strong. I've almost forgotten how powerful he is. He leaned in close and whispered into my ear.

"Oh, but I am. You know what I'm capable of, don't mess with me…my little strawberry."

At that I pushed him away with all my strength and ran out of the room.

No. No. No. This wasn't happening. I was going to talk to Urahara. He had a lot of explaining to do. The bastard.