Chapter 1

"Finally, a place to call my own." I said as I stepped into the new apartment with my box in hand.

"Oh yeah were gonna have so much fun." in stepped Ichigo as he gave me a grin, and then shoved me out the way!

"Ow damnit. I dont even know why I let you come with me but-"

"You took me 'cuz I'm your only friend that would protect you from things."

"Uh, no you know damn well its the other way around. I had to save yer ass a whole bunch of times in the past, so dont get it twisted now." He glared at me then stuck his tounge out at me. Ass. I could tell he was headed to the nearest room avaliable for his strawberry ass and that would leave me with the smaller AKA crummier room. Screw that, I ran past him and secured my territory.

"Aw you bitch, I hate you."

"Love ya too Ichi, now go and find a place to sleep before I kick you out." He murmered something before my hand lightly connected with his cheek.

"What was that dude?" He gave a small "Nothing" and backed away slowly. After an hour of unpacking things and clothes he and I went to the nearest Noodle House. The walls were cover with scrolls of Kitsune wrapped in fire, and Ryu soreing and other shit like that. The floors were a tan toned wood and were very smooth.

"Hello may I help you two?" This sexy ass guy with longish crimson hair that flowed over his shoulders. His white long sleeved shirt and long black slacks made my heart go 'BAM'! I think people should save a tamborine and bang this guy instead. Man or woman. As he walked us over to the booths, I could'nt help but stare downstairs on him.

"Saravi, what the hell?!"

"What? It's second nature to look at a guys ass."

"Disgraceful."

"Shut up." The waiter gave us a fanged grin and gave us our menus.

"Oh hell yes. Can I get the spicy multi-ramen please? Puh-leeze?" Ichigo begged me. He's such a sucker for spicy food.

"It dun matter to me, you're one who's paying for your meal. I don't share." He once again glared at me, then looked back at his menu.

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"Ah. That was good..." Ichigo said with a deep sigh. I could'nt help but keep my mind on the waiter and the killing of my Ex. His death was his fault.

"Your right, where should we go next Ichi-" I had put the money for BOTH our meals on the table when I heard a crash from behind.

"Is there a problem sir?" I heard a waiteress say. I looked behind me and there was some guy standing up on the table and he looked raging mad.

"Your damn right theres a problem. This ramen an't Chicken. I specifically ordered that 20 minutes ago and ya screwed it up! What kinda loser eats this Spinach ramen ya gave me?!" The teal haired guy got down and took a breath.

"I-I'm so sorry sir! We'll get you another one ok?" She fled and I could breath hearts around this guy. Who is this guy and how the hell do I date him?! A few minutes later, the waitress came back with the wrong order AGAIN and the guy stood up again and made a scene.

"Here let me do it for you!" I yelled as I got up and went in the back to the kitchen, pushed out the retarded chefs and made him some god damn chicken ramen. I came back out and put it on the table infront of him. "Here happy?" He gave me a wierd look, but started to eat nontheless. "Lets go Ichigo." He nodded and we started to walk back to the enterance. Just as we got to the door, the guy stepped infront of me as close as a chocolate cake to a fat kid.

"You. Thanks. Grimmjow. You?"

"Sorry I dont speak one wordyness. But the names Saravi." He glared at me and I tucked my black and purple wolfox ears back and glared back until I felt his hand on my head.

"Nice ears...puppy." He disappeared in thin air and me and Ichigo walked out the restaraunt.

Grimmjow huh? Nice name.