"wanna tell me what you're doing kid?"

I sigh out, hearing the quiet curse of my stalker.

"how did you know I was following you?"

he came out from behind the wall. I shrugged my shoulders

"call it a hunch."

His eyes were burning, he looked upset, probably the result of the cheesy answer he got.

"you're a sad excuse for a cop you know that?"

My brows pull as I blink

"excuse me?"

The orange head snorted

"you're even a sad excuse for a human being! Does your boss know that you're drinking on the job? And addicted to sleeping pills? Not to mention how you almost got escorted out by security from a pharmacy, a pharmacy!" he exclaimed in exsaparation "you don't even CARE if my brother is dead or alive! You don't give two shits! You're going to get straight, and you're going to find Shiro. Whatever means necessary. I'm going to make sure of that."

My eyebrow twitched, I'm tired, I'm angry, I'm sweaty. I just wanna go home and pass out, my body feels like it weights a ton. The only words I could get out of my mouth were

"you do that."

and I walked away, didn't care. Don't care.

I should've cared.

In the morning when I came into the station, I saw a lot of mocking eyes look at me. That made me frown, in confusion and in anger. As I passed the reception Orihime jumped out of her seat.

"uh-um, Grimmjow! Kisuke wants to see you in his office. H-he said it's urgent."

she looked worried. I gave her a nod, making my way into the big boss's door. I knocked and waited for an answer.

"come in~!"

came his cheery voice, premmiting me to step inside. My hand grabbed the handle and turned it, I pushed the door and looked at Kisuke's ridiculous bucket hat, he smiled at me, as if nothing is out of order.

"Grimmjow, I believe you've met mister Kurosaki?"

he gestures towards the figure I hadn't noticed that was sitting there. The Ginger looked pleased, an annoyingly content smile was plastered on his tan face paired up with his permanent scowl. My eyes narrowed at him, just what are you trying to pull here you little sneaky prick? Our eyes didn't loose sight of one another as I grumbled.

"yes, I believe I have."

"good, good. Now Kurosaki said that his case is very... Delicate. And that he feels compelled to know everything about the process of progress, plus he says he can give the main leads to solve it. Finding his brother I mean."

"I know."

I answered but kept glaring at those fucking pleased brown eyes. My boss noticed the hostility in the room, we seriously were just glaring at each other for a whole minute in complete silence, as if we were trying to murder each other with our nonexistent telekinetic powers.

"Grimmjow sit down, don't just stand there!"

he pouted childishly. I hummed, lowering my body slowly, and then not looking at the kid who shifted in his seat to watch my reaction closely. Something is coming, and it's not gonna be something that I'll be okay with. I try to look as relaxed as I can, propping one leg onto the other and leaning back. Kisuke gave a satisfactory nod, and smiled once again.

"alright! Now as we see it, I have a proposition."

he beamed sneakily. I chewed on the inside of my cheek.

"how about~..."

Say it.

"you~..."

Fucking say it already.

"take Ichigo here with you on your investigations! He knows the people, he knows Shiro Kurosaki, and he can sleep calmly at night knowing that you both are doing everything you can to find his dear brother."

he waved his hands like it was some sort of prize.

"oh, but of course. You will be responsible to keeping him safe."

he finished with a pointed finger at me. I could just feel the smug grin of that prick getting so large it's consuming his face. I tightened my jaw.

"I'm not going to babysit some kid."

I press.

"what?!"

came the enraged screech of the Ginger next to me. I winced and picked at me ear, paying him no mind.

"now now~." Kisuke cooed "Ichigo is pretty capable of looking out for himself, it'll be just a drastic measure. He signed some papers to ensure he wouldn't sue the police for any injuries he may get as a result. But you still have some responsibly over him."

That, I did like. I glanced at Kurosaki from the corner of my eye, and smirked slightly. Just enough to make him understand what's going on through my head. Oh, he did not like that, huh? His eyes widened for a split second and he brought back that scowl he likes to hide behind so much. And I know Kisuke will not take no as an answer anyway. I'm just glad I got this helpful little piece of information to detain the little fucker. Kisuke knows me too well, and he always finds a solution to every single thing that the station may face. Like exhibit A- Ichigo Kurosaki, who thinks he can do whatever he wants. Probably threatened about going to the press, saying there are cops like me roaming the streets. But whatever.

"fine, but I want a raise. I am going to work as security to top it off."

"done~."

he beamed.

We went out of his office, I gracefully opened the door and let it shut in the kid's face. I heared him push it so hard it banged against the wall. Ah, so stingy. I had a skip in my step, a few more dollars in my bank account is just what I needed to be honest. Should I or should I not thank the fuming child that is following me with quick stomps? I worry he might explode, I stifle my chuckle as we make our way into the parking lot.

"this dosen't mean anything."

he sneered while I was lighting the cigarette between my lips

"you think I'll back down because of something trivial like that?"

he kept pressing, stepping closer to me to get an answer. I took a long drag, relishing in the nicotine that soothed my body. Eyeing him, he was not exactly angry, he looked shaken. Deflated. Sighing out the smoke, I kept quiet. I'm not the type that'll sooth and comfort you, therefore I wouldn't know what to say. I don't even have anything to promise him, hell, we still don't know if his brother is alive. Kurosaki leaned heavily on the wall next to me, muttering a quite curse to himself. Didn't think that his plan could backfire huh? He slid down to sit on his heals and held his face, trying as hard as he can to control himself.

I finished my smoke and stabbed it on the wall.

"let's go."

I muttered as I passed him.

He peeked up from him hands and scowled in confusion "huh?"

A sigh escaped me, and I hated myself for -dare I say- feeling sorry for the little asshole.

"I know someone who might know something. You wanted to be up to date didn't you?"

I ask with a raise of my brow. Big brown eyes blinked in astonishment. I scowled and turned away from him, walking in a faster pace. Come one, don't give me that look. A frown pulled at my lips. I heard him scramble to his feet and Follow me to my car.

"get in."

I mutter as I open the door for myself. positioning myself in the drivers seat, I reached for my phone, looking through my contact list I pressed 'call' to the name I needed, in the meantime the kid was sliding into the passenger seat and buckling his seatbelt.

"hey, is this a good time? Yeah, yeah I know it's morning. Alright, but I need to ask you a few questions. It'll be quick. Yes, I know I'm a rude idiot. Thanks."

I finished the call and put my phone away, I saw the kid look at me with a scowl but I ignored it. We arrived at a rundown looking building at my part of town, I motion for the kid to get out and we went up the stairs to the third floor. Kurosaki looked at me in question, he didn't feel comfortable speaking after the whole fiasco in the parking lot. But this he felt he needed to know.

"who are we meeting?"

My eyes trailed over to him and I huffed.

"an old friend of mine."

We both heard someone fumbling with Multiple locks on the door and a crack was opened. I peeked inside and saluted jokingly.

"hey Menoly, can we come in?"

"fine."

she answered dryly and revealed herself. Her hair was up in a messy ponytail, she had a cigarette dangling from her lips and she was dressed in shorts and a tank top. She took a pull and eyed Kurosaki, her eyebrow raised and she puffed, pointing over to him.

"who's the kid?"

"he's with me. He isn't police."

She rolled her eyes and motioned for us to come in.

"good, like I need more fucking pigs snooping around my place."

I chuckled.

"aww come on, don't act like you're not happy to see me."

we followed her to the small living room and sat down on the couch. Menoly sat in the one in front of us and folded her laundry.

"pridurak..." she muttered to herself then eyed me "what do you need to know?" she puffed.

I leaned back, stuffing my hand in my pocket and retrieved a photo "do you recognize this guy?"

The kid sat in silence, uncomfortably crossing his arms over his chest. Menoly eyed the picture and stopped folding clothes, she plucked the smoke out of her lips and took it from my hand.

"yes... I saw him around. Kind of a nutcase."

she muttered with a raised brow. I felt the Ginger next to me tense.

"what do you mean?"

I inquired and give a warning glance to my 'partner'. A huff let out of her as she tossed it back to me, the picture sliding on the table.

"I saw him with some hollow guys a couple weeks ago, but then one time I heard them having a..." she rolled her hand, trying to find the right word "dispute. Then, there were gunshots so I fucked off as fast as I could."

"gunshots?"

worried brown eyes widened as he sat up. I put my hand on his knee so he calm down and not interrupt.

"stop, we don't know anything yet."

my eyes went back to Menoly, she raised an eyebrow and I rolled my eyes.

"have you seen him ever since? Did you hear anything that was said?"

Her eyes narrowed as she tried to remember "well, those wannabe gangsters told him they questioned his loyalty, and in return he said he didn't recall joining a group of empty ball sacks." she smirked "he had good sense of humor that beliy."

she flicked off ash.

"I don't think those idiots know how to handle a gun though. I think Shiro had the gun."

I muttered.

"that's what it sounded like, there were lots of pansy screaming, and one guy cackling." she added, puffing out smoke.

She then leaned to the side, and blinked "hey, sontze, you okay?"

I turned to the Ginger, he looked rigid, his eyes were wide and he balled his fists so hard the veins on his arms showed. He didn't answer her.

"I'm gonna go get him something to drink."

she said carefully and got up.

"yeah, get me something too."

I holler and she flipped me the bird.

"Kurosaki."

I called his name but he didn't answer

"hey, Kurosaki!"

I snapped my fingers in front of his face and he blinked.

His Adam apple bobbed as he swallowed his spit.

"shit..."

he cursed and grabbed his hair.

I eyed him "listen, if you wanna go home, I understand."

I think he might be having a panic attack.

"here sontze, drink."

a glass of water was offered to him and he took it from Menoly's slender hands.

"thank you."

he mumbled softly, the woman smiled at him. I wanted to roll my eyes, clearly he couldn't take this. I stood up.

"Menoly, come with me for a second."

I grumbled. She frowned, but complied.

"why do you have that kid with you? He clearly shouldn't be hearing this you pridurak."

she scolded while folding her arms.

My groan at her words was heavy "I KNOW that! But that little prick insisted, I literally got a command from Kisuke to bring him along. The guy we're looking for is his brother."

"tch, Grimmjow you gotta protect that kid. I think his brother is in pretty deep shit, shooting off a gun like it's fourth of July. And what was that hand you put on his lap? You tying to score?"

"WHAT?"

I exclaim and then get back to heated whispers.

"what am I supposed to do? Let him freak out? I was just holding him off! And I did NOT put my hand in his lap!"

I pointed at her, pissed out of my fucking mind.

"well, he is easy on the eyes. I was beginning to be happy for you."

she smiled apologetically.

"NO. Yo should not Menoly. My love life is non of your concern."

I sneer. She huffed.

"listen, you can't-"

"This is not the issue here! I'm trying to solve a case, the guy went missing three days ago, no trace, didn't say anything to his brother. And his brother is breathing down my neck for me to find him, and here he is, having a meltdown."

I grumble, cautious to not raise my voice enough for the Ginger to hear.

"it's his BROTHER Grimmjow. How can he not?" she spat.

I singed, and pinched the bridge of my nose. We are getting seriously off topic and into a danger zone, that I do not need right now. My shoulders slumped, and I looked over at her.

"okay, I'm sorry I was being a jackass. Thanks Menoly, no further questions."

Pink lips were bit "yeah, me too. Talk to me if you need anything else."

"right."

she kissed my cheek and I went to retrieve the redhead sitting calmly on the couch.

"come on kid, we're done here."

He got up and thanked Menoly for the water, she squeezed his arm and said something which I couldn't hear. It made the kid blush though, tch, what a charmer. I quickly snuck a swig from my flask when he wasn't looking, sadly this isn't enough to get me drunk. We were in the car again when I got a phone call from the station.

"yeah?"

I answered tiredly.

"g-Grimmjow! It's Orihime."

came the jerky voice of the secretary. My brows pulled.

"I know, what do you need?"

"uh-right haha... Um, we got the okay for the warrant to look in mister Kurosaki's apartment."

"oh, that's great, thanks Orihime. we'll be right there to pick it up."

I sighed in relief, at least something was going my way today. I hung up and looked at the kid in the passenger seat, his eyes were glued to me, anxious to know what the good news meant.

"we got your warrant kid. You up for kicking in your brother's door in?"

I ask. Somehow I was sure he'd had enough drama for today, but his eyes went steel hard, he looked at me determined.

"yeah, let's do it."

My eyebrows rose, I'm impressed.

"let's go then."

I followed the kid's instructions to his flat, he lived in a way better part than me, at the edge of the city, as we went up in the elevator, I could sense the tension of the ginger's body. He was nervous to know why his dear brother locked his door so frantically before disappearing.

"here we are."

he mumbled and plucked a set of keys from his pocket. He opened it and let me inside.

"this is it."

I looked around, it was well kept and tidy, which was surprising.

"nice place."

"thanks, I guess." he muttered while rubbing his arm. "Shiro's room is over there."

he gestured to the end of the hall "you want something to drink?"

"got something stinger than beer?"

I asked while making my way to the locked door.

"that's not funny." he hissed.

"good, I wasn't joking."

I shot back. He came closer to me, watching me. I pulled out my lock pick kit and started rummaging through the lock hole with the instruments.

"I thought you were gonna kick down the door?"

he mocked while leaning on the wall.

"this is cleaner. Plus I don't think you wanna buy another door."

"why do you even know how to do this?"

I smirked.

"it's a handy trick." I muttered while I heard a satisfying click "here we go."

I stood up and put my hand over the doorknob, Kurosaki tensed and glared at the door with worry. I pushed it in, my eyes zeroed in on the bed and my brows pulled together in alert.

"what the fuck..."

was all I could muster up before the kid pushed to look inside and choked up. The room looked a mess, but not a mess like there was a struggle, or even someone searching desperately for something. But there, on the bed, was a big suitcase open halfhazardly and inside was something like twenty kilos of cocaine, stacked neatly in clear plastic bags. The kid went out of the room and leaned on the wall.

"Shiro what the fuck are you doing?"

oh man, I noticed that I didnt translate anything that Melony said.. so Imma do it now as an apology :)

pridurak-imbecile.

beliy-its pronounced "be-li-i" and means white, or whitey.

sontze-sun, but its a petname so its translates to something like sunshine.

blyat-fuck.

thanks for reading.