A/N: Chapter 2 is up! Thank you guys so much for supporting me and being patient with me. I have finals and trying to find a job before summer. It is kinda making me stressed, anywhoooo please enjoy this chapter.

CHAPTER 2

Ichigo's eyes widened at the blue haired man's demand. Grimmjow's brow furrowed in annoyance at the absence of an answer. He stomped up right to the orangenette. "Hey are you fucking listening to me?" His tan calloused hand gripped the young man's collar. "Who the fuck are you?" Ichigo shivered at the man's growling tone. The deep blue eyes shone with dominance and it reminded Ichigo of a feral animal. It caused a shudder to run down his spine, he then swallowed and responded.

"My name is Ichigo." His honey brown eyes attempted to bare into the others, but it was to no avail.

"Ichigo….." Grimmjow slowly spoke, allowing the name to roll upon his lips. A smirk grew as the man knew what was coming. "Like strawberry?"

A blush washed over his cheeks and he roared back. "NO!" The bluenette's grin increased and the redness of the younger's face expanded.

The taller man leaned in and whispered causing Ichigo to tense. "What about cherry? You seem like you need yours popped." He licked the tan ear and the orangenette gasped and tore himself away. He brought his hand up to cover the attacked area.

"YOU PERVERT!" His screamed caused the rest of the ship to bust out in laughter.

"Grimmjow that's enough." Yoruichi bellowed, taking charge. "So Ichigo, do you have a lastname?"

The young man froze at the question. This people were the enemies of the Kurosaki. Yes, he hated his father as well, but what if these people decided to take him hostage and torture him. What if it was worse? His eyes landed on the blue beauty. What if this pervert decided to rape him as revenge? His mind began to reel, but a loud voice threw a bucket of water over his thoughts. "Hey cherry boy, what's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" There was no mistaking the innuendo. His toothy grin reminded the tan man of cat fangs. This cat definitely had his tongue. Had did this man know he was a virgin. Did he just ooze virginity out of his pores?

"Welllll? You gonna answer pretty boy?" The redhead named Renji poked, obviously annoyed with the bantering.

"What's wrong Renji? Are you jealous of cherry boy?" Grimmjow nudged the furious redhead man.

"Why would I be jealous?" He blushed glancing over at Ulquiorra who tilted his head, curious to what the man's answer would be. He averted his eyes away from the emerald green eyes that stare at him nonchalantly.

"Because he could take away any bitch you want. I mean really just look at his face." The bluenette gripped the tan man's face.

"Shut up Grimmjow and let him go!" Stark took command of the messy situation. "Ichigo…..The Kurosakis have a son named Ichigo…are you the son of Isshin Kurosaki?" Silence covered the room as all the eyes were glued on him.

He twindled his fingers and bit his bottom lip. "uuuhhhhh yeahhhh…."

The whole room filled with gasps. Grimmjow's grip on his chin tightened and he twisted his face to look at his. Anger was evident in the sea blue eyes. "What the hell? Why the hell are you on our ship? Were you trying to spy on us and go back home to suck daddy's cock?" The orangenette panicked, frantically trying to pry the calloused fingers off his chin. The grip caused pain to blossom underneath the fingers and it frightened him. "Come on cherry boy! Answer me!" His eyes became feral and the small man could have sworn he saw fangs.

"GRIMMJOW STOP!" Stark commanded. The bluenette shook his head and roughly loosened his grip, which caused the man to topple backwards. Stark gently walked up to the tan boy and kneeled in front of him. "Ichigo…what are you here for?"

"I brought him on the ship." Yoruichi stood up causing all the eyes to fall toward her. "He was at the auction and almost got sick when he saw all the cells and prisoners, so I thought he was from the slums."

"Wait!" Ichigo panted. "Yes, I am Isshin's son, but I am nothing like my father." His eyes were full of malice and determination. "I want to see him suffer for what he did to others. Thousands of people die every day, because of my father. How could he do such a thing? Men like that deserve to rot in hell." Grimmjow watched the fire build behind the orange haired vixen's eyes and licked his lips. Damn, when he was furious he was hot. The bluenette felt as if he was watching his prey put up a last fight before he devoured him. He wanted to see the tan man underneath him, begging to be fucked. Excitement pumped through his veins.

"Do you mean that?" The man kneeled beside Stark and placed his hand on his tan cheek. The small man tensed and then calmed down. He forced himself not to lean into the warm touch.

"Yes." He nodded and kept his gaze with the other.

A smirk washed over the beauty's face and he turned to his teammates. "You guys, I think we just found a new member to join our forces. Ichigo, we will help you get your revenge on your father. Just as long as you promise to be loyal to me. Give yourself to me and I will give you everything." His voice rang into Ichigo's ears and he nodded. Grimmjow smiled and helped the man up. He had obtained exactly what he wanted.

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The ride on the way to the slums was very bumpy. Ichigo held onto the armrest on the chairs. After the whole incident of finding out about his father, he somehow ended up joining this team of rouges. There was Renji, he was a very stern man. He seemed to be very rational and simple. Seating across from the redhead was Yoruichi. She was a very motherly, but at the same time she seemed very humorous. She reminded him of a cool aunt. Ulquiorra sat beside him. Ichigo didn't know how to read him. The man was very silent and nonchalant. Most of the time, it looked like he was in his own little world, staring off into space and opening and closing his mouth without speaking. Stark sat right beside Ichigo. He seemed pretty lazy, yet he was rational and gentle. He felt like he would be the one to go to when a problem occurred.

And there was Grimmjow. The blue devil himself. He stood up at the back of the ship staring out the window. He seemed demanding and a bit aggressive, not to mention a huge pervert. Earlier, Ichigo was caught staring at the bluenette, just to have the man say. "Are you that horny?" Scarlet burned through his face as he quickly turned his head, hearing the man chuckling. How was he going to tolerate this man? He doubted he could, but this man promised to help him bring down his father, so he would just have to grit his teeth. Without him realizing it, Grimmjow took the other seat beside him. "Hey cherry, are you nervous? You keep on shaking?"

Ichigo stared at his lap, trying to avoid the eyes that he could feel on his head. "No, I just never flown before."

"A Richie that has never flown before. Fuck, did I pop your flying cherry?" A grin washed over his face.

"Why are you like that?" His brown eyes rolled.

"Like what?" He questioned.

"A pervert." He said matter of factly.

"I can't help it."

"Well than stay away from me." He grumbled.

"But you are so pretty!" He whined.

"Wha-" The ship shook violently as a gust of wind hit it. Ichigo's fingers dug further into the armrests. Grimmjow watched him then sighed.

"Grab my hand." He commanded.

"No!"

"Yes."

"I said-" The bigger hand overlapped his and squeezed tightly. The orangenette's first instinct was to pull away, but then he became relax and soon he tangled his fingers in the hand. Slowly he began to fall asleep, but then he was shaken awake. His eyes met Grimmjow's

"Come on Ichigo, we're home."

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