Grimmjow woke to a soft breeze that blew through the crawlspace, and through the small yard. A few small birds chirped a warning call as they eyed the small feline under the floor boards from atop a small tree. Humans may think birds are beautiful, but Grimmjow couldn't find a noise more annoying. Now that he was half-awake, he could no longer close his eyes and go back to sleep. Just as the birds were starting to be more quiet, they suddenly chirped louder than before. Grimmjow growled in annoyance. Never had he felt he needed sleep so badly. His feet ached, and his eyes hurt as he opened them to the morning light.

Just as he was about to go give the birds a piece of his mind, they suddenly disappeared. Grimmjow crawled a little closer to the opening of the crawlspace to see what had become of them. Maybe he was just lucky and they chose to shut up, and as he scanned the near-by tree, he could see them none in sight. Had they flown away? He grumbled at the thought of worrying about puny birds when he had more important matters that he should address. Just as he was about to turn back under from the powerful sunlight, he saw a large, solid black cat staring back at him from the middle of the yard.

The cat's eyes showed no emotion as she easily spotted the dirty white kitten under the floor of the home, almost just as easy as a human was to spot her in daylight. She prowled over towards Grimmjow, keeping a straight face. Grimmjow wasn't sure whether he should make a run for it or keep his ground. Had this place belonged to the larger cat? He shook his head to forget the thought. Why the fuck should he care if she did or not. This was his now. Not quite sure how to fight off the adult cat, Grimmjow merely crouched down and hissed at the other cat. Had he been normal, that cat would have been flying through the bright sky by now.

But instead of being threatened, the black cat calmly closed the distance. The look in her eyes suggested that she was in no way afraid of this puny cat in any way. Grimmjow's heart fluttered a bit to see the same kind of look he would give most enemies before a fight. The cat, now about 2 feet away from Grimmjow, sat down and curled her long tail around her feet. The only thing that stood between then was a wide puddle from the storm. For a few moments, there was no speaking, no sounds whatsoever. It seemed that even the birds had nothing to say.

Grimmjow was the first to speak. "What the fuck do you want!" he growled.

The black cat's eyes danced as if finding him interesting. It scared him a bit to be under such a powerful gaze. He wilted a bit seeing as she was more amused than scared. "What do I want?" she repeated. If Grimmjow didn't know better, he would have guessed this cat was male. Her voice was deep like a man's should be, but there was no way a build like this cat had would be anything other than female. The body was long and sleek. If they met in any other circumstance, Grimmjow would assume humans would call her beautiful. "What I want is to know why a little kitten like you is under this shop."

Grimmjow's took another blow to be called "little kitten." He was about to come out of the shadows when he heard a strange sound above him. It reminded him of the sound of the drunk human's footsteps, but it sounded so very different. There was more of an echo of this sound. Before he could analyze it further, a human voice called out.

"Yoruichi!" the man said, happily. Grimmjow could only guess that the man had a smile from ear to ear by the sound of his voice. "I didn't expect you back for a while now-" he cut himself off as he saw that his friend was facing under his shop's floor. "What's wrong?" he asked. Just as he was about to take a step down to see for himself, Yoruichi took one more glance at the cat that had fled back further into the darkness. "You should get out of here, and back to your mother," she said softly before jumping up to greet the man.

Grimmjow wasn't sure if he should be thankful to the cat or not for distracting the human. He decided it wasn't worth his time to think about, especially since she hit his pride once more by calling him a child. He was far from being a child. Sure a human was annoying, but nothing he couldn't do by himself. Instead, the thought about the dryness of his mouth entered is mind. The day before had no such sensation, and it gave him a bad taste in his mouth. After multiple times of trying to rid of the thought, he resorted to drinking from the puddle near the entrance. Out of habit, he tried taking his hands to cup the water, but soon realized his mistake.

Growling once more, he lowered his head to the water, and started to drink. While his mouth was no longer dry, a strange after taste replaced it. He wasn't sure what was worse, a dry mouth or the taste of mud. He spit out the remainder what was still in his mouth. He turned around to go back to lay on the cool dirt, away from the world, until he heard a loud voice, followed by a very soft one.

Before he could locate the humans, he felt something grab him from behind, and wrap around his torso. "Ururu! Look, a cat!" said a young human with bright red hair to another with black hair. Instead of answering, she merely nodded. They had been on their way back from the store when they had spied the cat under the shop. Grimmjow's reaction on the other hand was much more energetic. He flailed in the human's grasp trying to reach some part of this human's flesh.

"She's so dirty, though…We should clean her, and keep her around!" He looked back down at the cat the twitching awkwardly in his palm. "She should be a good cat, look how much energy she has," Jinta said as he poked the unprotected belly of Grimmjow.

The cat's anger flared to be treated in such a way. Being turned onto his back felt so unnatural, but he wasn't quite sure why. His curiosity was soon answered as one of the humans poked him in the stomach. Just as he was about to get revenge for such an action, the finger was pulled away before it could be ripped to shreds. "Fucking human! Let go of me!" he screeched. "And I am not a fucking female!"

"Jinta," the other human said softly; almost too soft to hear. "We shouldn't worry about the cat. We should do the rest of our chores for Urahara before he gets mad."

"Chores?" Jinta questioned. "Well you can do the chores, Ururu. I'm sure Urahara wouldn't care about another cat anyway."

"But Jinta—" she was cut off as he took one of the paper bags she was carrying and emptied the contents into the second bag.

"Come on Ururu! Don't you think taking care of a cat will be fun! Maybe we can teach it baseball, or maybe soccer!"

Upon request, Ururu agreed to help her friend out. She didn't want to be too rude to him. She took the filled grocery bag, and went inside to start on the chores that she knew Jinta would refuse to do.

Now alone, Jinta opened the empty paper bag, and lowered Grimmjow into it. Upon finding that he was not being released, but instead being kidnapped, the cat squirmed even more than normal. "Hell no! Don't you fucking put me in there you little bitch!" By some ability he was not aware of, Grimmjow was able to bend almost completely backwards, and bite into the child's thumb. He was immediately released, but unfortunately right into the paper bag of which was below him. The landing immediately sucked the breath out of the cat. He rolled on his side to try and get air, but was only able to take short breaths for now.

"Jinta!" a low voice yelled from inside. The boy cringed as he heard his name being called by no other than Tessai. "What are you doing out here?"

The last thing Grimmjow saw was the blue sky being closed off as the bag was folded over to keep him hidden. He felt his weight be shifted as the small human boy held his prison within his arms.

"I'm just bringing in the damn groceries," he frowned at the man. Surprised that the boy was actually doing what he was told, the large man stepped aside to let him inside. He could have sworn he heard a few faint hisses or meows, but only assumed it was from some other stray cats that wondered around the area while he also walked inside.

It was only now that Grimmjow realized how weak against even humans he was lowered. The strange feeling of fear once again returned in the pit of his stomach. He should have listened to that black cat when he had the chance.

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