Grimmjow is a little OOC but don't worry he'll grow out of it. It's intentional.

"Urahara-san!" I waved my hand, yelling his name at the door to his shop. I poked my head through the doorway, "Oi! Urahara-saaaan!"

"Maybe he's not home, moron!" Grimmjow suggested from behind me.

"Shut up, he's here, where else would he be?" I snapped at Grimmjow angrily. Well, it wasn't my fault, I was still pretty provoked by all the shit that he said during our last fight when his ass showed up in Karukura Town. Apparently, he hates my eyes! Now I can finally punch him right in the gut and not have my fist go through. Literally.

"You still pissed at me cuz I made my debut and punched your friend full of holes?" I could tell Grimmjow was joking around. Pissed I was. Definitely.

"Grimmjow," my voice was low and it was a warning, "I am two seconds from punching you straight in the face."

"Hah, pretty boy, why don't we just spar here and now?" His finger jabbed me in the chest, still smiling his infamous grin. Goddamn it, he provoked me so much. Why couldn't I kill him? Oh yeah, because he crossed sides.

"I don't wanna," my voice was now almost childish because I didn't like hurting people, even Grimmjow.

"Fine, be that way. But, remember, we've still gotta finish our fight."

That's right, the last time I saw him, he left with Tousen. Or should I say, "Oh yeah, last time, you got dragged off for acting naughty and not fowwowing the wules?"

He growled at me and I stuck my tongue out him waving my fingers.

"I see I didn't come too late, Ichigo-san!" Urahara showed up about 5 minutes too late, actually. I stared at him, he just stood there, waving his fan nonchalantly but at the same time, psychotically.

I showed him the broken pieces of the hogyoku.

"H-How did you get theses?" He was clearly in shock. Which is not a common expression for him because since he is a a freaking genius, he predicts everything that will happen in the next 100 years.

As a result of him showing up, I had to spend basically the entire day in the shop with Grimmjow because Urahara wanted me to stay there while he researched the hogyoku and tried to recreate it or at least, learn something about it. So, Urahara-san was just on his computer, analyzing, discussing, and casually sleeping once in a while. On the other hand, I had the responsibility of Grimmjow.

There were a lot of things that Grimmjow didn't know about. Like eating. I realized that the only thing that Grimmjow ever "ate" were hollows.

His stomach started growling loudly and he couldn't recognize it.

"Damn... I didn't even try to growl that time," he said pointing to his gut.

I facepalmed. And i mean FACEPALMED HARD. What the hell was I supposed to do? He thought his stomach was angry but then I realized he probably didn't know what hunger was.

"It means you're hungry," I told him as calmly as I could.

"Hungry...? You mean out of energy?"

"Well yeah, essentially. But humans eat this thing called 'food' to give them energy."

"Is food good?"

"I mean, it all depends on what your tongue likes."

"I like hollows."

"Yeah... We don't have that here," I pulled a chocolate bar of the shelf, unwrapped it and, threw it at him, "Try this."

Only god knows how Urahara noticed me taking the candy from his heavy analysis work but he did. "You're gonna have to pay for that!"

"Shut your face." I called back to him.

He took a bite of it and his face looked like he'd just gone to heaven, "It... It tastes so good..."

"That's good." I was looking for a bottle of water somewhere in the store. Once I found it I threw it to him.

Not to praise him or anything but he had really good reflexes. He caught the bottle mid-food orgasm. I walked up to him and I caught him trying to eat the wrapper.

"You idiot! You don't eat this! It isn't edible," I snatched the wrapper from his grip and told him to drink the water. He drank almost the entire bottle. He was probably pretty thirsty.

After 2 hours, he got bored of reading Urahara's magazine. Surprisingly, Aizen had taught them how to read; in multiple languages. At first he struggled, but then he was pretty fluent.

When he got bored, the first thing he wanted to do was fight, of course.

"Come on, Ichigo! Let's brawl!"

"What the hell? No."

I wasn't in the mood of fighting for no goddamn reason.

Urahara-san's super senses overheard us and he just had to join the conversation.

"You guys can use the basement! I think Yoruichi is down there, but she won't mind!"

"Gee, thanks a lot Urahara-san."

"No problem, Ichigo-san!" He responded, not sensing even an ounce of sarcasm in my voice. "Oh, but I'm recommending that you don't have sex down there because the rocks are really rough and I don't want you guys to get hurt."

THAT DOES IT.

"SHUT THE HELL UP, YOU PERVERTED OLD MAN!"

God, why do I have to put up with all the sexual harassment around here.

"Let's go," I ordered Grimmjow, who only had a little pink dusted on his face. On the other hand, I was red to my ears and trying really hard to forget whatever that pervert was forcing onto us.

We got to the ladder and neither of us climbed down it; we both jumped. His agility was pretty similar to mine.

Immediately, I pulled out my my substitute shinigami badge and went instantaneously from human to Shinigami. Grimmjow seemed really disappointed because he couldn't change by free will.

"Hey! That's not fucking fair! Use that badge thing on me too!"

"I-I don't know if it'll work," I admitted. Well, I thought it was only for shinigami. But I guess I thought wrong because it did a damn good job of kicking Grimmjow's real form out of his human gigai.

Once out, I looked at the old Grimmjow for a good few seconds; watching him flex his ripped biceps and his fingers.

"Hah!" He let out a hoarse laugh before provoking me more, "Come on, Kurosaki! Let's go!"

There's the same old shit-eating grin that he'd shine at me. Ocean blue eyes that seemed to have nothing to be scared of stared me down as I couldn't hold back. I pulled out zangetsu and started pumping up my reiatsu to compete with his.

Electric blue started sparking from his hand. Ah, deja vu; Gran Re Cero. Why wait for me to release?

"Bankai!"

Zangetsu glew with an aura of black and red. Grimmjow ran at me, Cero ready and I ran at him, my getsugatensho ready. Right as we were about to impact, there was a flash. We stopped dead in our tracks. I hadn't even touched Grimmjow but he had already gotten a gash across his chest perpendicular to the scar I had given him.

"Damn... I guess I let my guard down just because I thought I'd go easy on you," he cursed through his teeth.

"T-That wasn't me..."

We both turned our heads at the same time to see a little black cat talking in a manly voice.

"Ichigo!" It exclaimed with worry, "What is he doing here?"

"Yoruichi, calm down. He's a good guy now. His name's Grimmjow, former sixth espada."

I guess it was kinda surprising to see your worst enemy's subordinate training with the only guy that can save the world. NO I AM NOT AN EGOTISTIC MANIAC.

"What the hell? Did that cat just talk?!"

"Yeah-" I was going to explain that the cat was actually a woman but then Yoruichi cut me off. She nodded at me.

"Get in that hot spring over there, it should heal your wounds in no time."

By the time I knew it, we were in the hot spring that was used for healing and conveniently placed in the same place we were about to fight.

"Wow, my cut's gone. I guess that means we need to finish!" Grimmjow rushed at me. At the moment, I was relaxing and enjoying the heat. He pushed my head underwater before I kicked him.

"Asshole!" I yelled at him. What the hell was he trying to pull? The act of drowning me?

"Well, hello there," a subtle tomboyish voice hit Grimmjow's ears.

He looked around.

"Over here."

Sure enough, it was Yoruichi, completely naked.

"Uhh..." Grimmjow began, "Who are you... exactly?"

"Yoruichi! Don't show up naked everywhere!"

"But it's so free," she responded. Goddamn. Why does everyone like being naked or close to naked?

"S-She's... the cat?" I could sense the embarrassment and shock in Grimmjow's voice. But then it completely wore off.

What, was it normal for him to see naked woman? Actually, I think it was. I tried not think about it too much... or the fact that we were completely naked.

A few hours of chatting, watching Yoruichi teach, brawling, and training, Urahara sent us home and told us that he'll keep the pieces of the hogyoku to see if he could recreate it.

Once we got home, there wasn't anything to eat and all I found was a note that said something along the lines of Dad is an idiot, he has work somewhere and since we're on break he decided to take us, we'll be back in a few days give or take a day. -Karin and Yuzu And then it had Ichigo's dad's name scribbled at the bottom. And next to it, in his dad's handwriting, I left you some money because there isn't any food at home.

Since he's my dad, he's gonna make me guess where he left the damn money because I couldn't find it. Luckily I had a little bit of pocket money so we both went to the convenience store and bought some ramen to keep us filled for the night. Grimmjow had a lot of questions and he wanted to try all kinds of food but I told him I'd get him some as soon as I found wherever my dad left the money.

He seemed satisfied with that response. When we got back, I busied myself with getting the Ramen ready. Grimmjow looked a little tensed up.

"What's wrong?" I asked him. He seemed clenched up and not moving. His legs were crossed together tightly.

"I... I don't know... I just feel so damn weird like I have to go somewhere." Yeah, he had to go to the bathroom.

"That's called you have to the bathroom," it was a little awkward but, I mean, when you have to go, you have to go. And if he didn't learn this now, imagine how terrible his future would be anytime he was in the human world.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Ok just go to that room over there," I pointed to the end of the hallway where the bathroom door was open and I was busily minding the boiling water, "Go sit on the chair-like thing over there. It's called the toilet."

He did what I said.

"Oh my god... Pull down your pants and close the door!" HOW MUCH MORE FUCKING AWKWARD COULD THIS GET. I felt like I was potty training a three-year-old. A grown man or teenager or something that didn't know how to use the bathroom.

"What the fuck am I supposed to do now?" he called urgently from the bathroom.

How the hell am I explain this? I think I'd be better off fighting Aizen.

"Just... Just let go of whatever you're holding onto!" I told him.

I just really hope he figured it out. And he did.

When he came out, he was still putting the button on on his jeans. Fortunately, he figured that out too.

I handed him a cup of ramen and he solved the mysteries of how to eat it fairly quickly. I decided it was time to go to bed since going to bed was a rare gift since I was normally hollow hunting at that time.

I had to tuck him in. No, literally, I had to tuck him in.

I woke up to the sound of the toilet flushing violently in my room. I didn't know what time it was but judging by the weather which is NO SUN, it was probably around 3 in the morning. Throwing my blanket aside, I checked for Grimmjow or traces of Grimmjow in and around my bed.

Since Grimmjow was nowhere to be seen, it was only logical that he was the one in the bathroom. The light from the bathroom was really evident in the darkness and basically the only thing that I could see.

I could see that Grimmjow was pulling up the spare pair of sweat pants that I let him borrow while I leaned into the doorway, "Jeez Grimmjow. Close the door."

He just growled and stomped back to the bed. I turned off the light behind him and walked behind him without a word and hands in my pocket. With a loud flopping noise, he fell back onto the bed.

"Grimmjow?" I called to him.

"Shut up..." he hissed back at me. Well! The manners of some people. That piece of... is a load of... with a …... Never mind.

I lay on the bed, next to him. He curled up and pulled the pillow over his head. I didn't fall asleep; just playing on my phone. His knees were poking me uncomfortably in the back. He had no consideration for others, I swear to God.

After a good 10 minutes, Grimmjow woke up again, hands on his stomach and ran back into the bathroom. This happened about 4 times before I tried to ask him what's wrong.

"Grimmjow, tell me what's wrong?"

He started to get uneasy, "I-I don't fucking know, ok? I just keep on having to go to the bathroom and my stomach really hurts."

Yeah, I know what he has. Maybe he got a reaction to the ramen or something. That's really weird... I hadn't heard of anyone getting reactions to Ramen.

"...Did you eat something after the Ramen I gave you?"

"Well... I was a little bit hungry and when you went upstairs, I looked around to find that one thing... oh yeah, chocolate! I found it in the place where your dad heals other humans."

"You mean... the clinic?"

"Yeah I think that's what it's called."

"Do you still have the wrapper?"

"Yeah, I put it in your drawer, I didn't eat all of it."

He handed me something that seemed like a chocolate bar but it was only half eaten.

"Ow... Goddamn... it really hurts..." With that he ran off to the bathroom.

Meanwhile I was reading the wrapper and lo and behold, Grimmjow had eaten 6 pieces of a powerful chocolate laxative. He's lucky he didn't shit himself already. WHAT DID I DO TO GET STUCK WITH THIS MORON?!

He was in there for almost an hour. During that time I got about three bottles of water and another tall glass of water ready with something to stop the effect of the laxatives. He is a fucking moron, I swear to god.

So in a grand total, Grimmjow went to the bathroom 16 times that night.

"I'm never going to touch another piece of chocolate ever!" He exclaimed later that day.

"You. Are. A. FUCKING IDIOT!"

Warning: Yaoi in upcoming chapters

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