A/N: Here is chapter one(Finally!) and I hope you readers and writers and fanfiction enjoy it as much as I did writing it. This was edited by my amazing beta Guava, or as you may know her, Cerulean-Guava, let's give her a big round of applause because she finished this in record time. I am so lucky to have her beta-ing this. She found Grimmjow hilariously perverted and her words exactly were "GOD GRIMMJOW'S SUCH A PEDOPHILE. LOL I CAN'T. IT WAS ALL I COULD THINK DURING HIS DIRTY THOUGHTS." Yes, yes I do realize I made Grimmjow sort of a big pervert in this ;p
So hope you enjoy and happy reading!

Before I proceed, I would very much like to thank 21Chances, IILesGeMeAuxII and Little Madam Russia for reviewing(even though they didn't have to) and I love you guys for it :D

A/N2: (9/14/12) I edited this as best I could of mistakes that I missed and my reviewers graciously pointed out, thanks guys I luv ya!

Disclaimer - Characters do not belong to me, but if they did we all know what would be happening in the manga right now, right? right? *wink*wink*nudge*nudge*

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A village glided smoothly through the water, not in any hurry to reach her destination. She was an old model, but one of the best there was, one of the fastest out there. Patches of new metal stood out where there had once been damage. The Pantera was a Pirate sub only mentioned in whispers, feared by the World Government but encouraged secretly by citizens nonetheless. Her captain as an infamous, ex-captain (the youngest in history) of Tokyo, an unbeatable soldier and the only heir of one Sosuke Aizen; his adoptive parent. Grimmjow Jaegerjaques was feared by many for his ruthlessness. Too bad for him, his crew didn't agree with that assessment.

Pantera jolted to a halt at the entry dock of Mayuri's dome and caused Grimmjow to spill his coffee all over himself. He cursed loudly, "Fuck! Fuck! Dammit!" He tried in vain to wipe at it, but it only spread some more and stained. The captain looked over at his one female navigator and glared, "Nice parking Harribel." She only laughed in response to his snarling, and then deemed to ignore him in favor of the controls. Her partner, Gin Ichimaru, decide to add his two cents right then.

"Now, now capt'n. Don't get yer panties in a twist." Grimmjow turned his glare on to the silver haired fox, but, like Harribel, it didn't deter him at all. So instead, he growled in annoyance and tried, in vain, to somehow magically make the coffee stain settling in his cotton shirt disappear. It wasn't working.

He could feel his first mate's shit faced piano-key grin behind him. Angry as he was, more rage began to bubble up (yes, he had anger issues) and a tick developed over his right eye. The captain snarled, surging from his chair in the center of the control room to head for the doorway. "I'll go get the masks; you lot just stay here and try not to sink my sub."

With one last glare thrown over his shoulder at three of his crew mates (that didn't affect the idiots at all, dammit!) he headed out to their supplier's lab/shop. First though, he made a turn towards his rooms; he had to change shirts.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi was a rogue scientist, the number two most wanted criminal. He worked as a supplier for pirate subs in exchange for materials he needed for his research. His dome was hidden behind a mountain and made to camouflage into its side. Mayuri would only ever deal with a sub's captain. He was also the person Grimmjow Jaegerjaques hated most in the world, not counting Sosuke Aizen.

The room where the scientist made all his business wasn't that big. Shelves lined the white walls, filled with objects like scanners, engine parts, blankets and clothes. All useful objects, but not what the Pantera's captain came for. The breathing masks were kept under lock and key behind a glass counter.

Grimmjow stared at them. There were five, though all he needed was two. He pressed button on the counter and waited. While he stood there patiently, he amused himself with thoughts—that would most-likely always remain so- of killing the asshole scientist that had clue hair much like his own.

Mayuri walked in all (creepy) grins and (shifty) eyes, said grin only widening when he spotted Grimmjow. "Aw, Captain Jaegerjaques, how are you? Pillage any Towns lately?"

Grimmjow schooled that, maybe it was because he hated the guy so much or something, but Mayuri sounded, and looked, more deranged than usual. "Shut up Mayuri," he scoffed; he wanted to get right down to business. "I don't have time for your twisted idea of Pleasantries. Just give me two breather masks and let me be on my way."

Annoyance made itself known in the scientist's eyes, "Please captain, is that any way to talk to your supplier?"

The tick came back. Oh yeah, Grimmjow absolutely loathed this man.

Mayuri shook his head and tsked, but he got the masks out anyway. No matter how much he threatened the blue-haired captain, he was the scientist's best customer. No matter what he asked for in payment, he received it.

"Here we go captain. These are up-to-date models and will last you ten good years, guaranteed."

Grimmjow inspected them; they were good and most-likely brand new masks. Definitely better than the ones he had back on his sub. Satisfied, he put it back down, "You give me these in exchange for what, Mayuri?"

Before Mayuri could reply though, there was a loud noise and the room shook as if a quake had just passed, the shelves continuing to shake for a while after. Grimmjow was ready to dismiss it, except that he was all too familiar with this kind of situation. He tensed and cursed; hopefully his crew and sub were gone.

Speakers screeched, "Doctor Kurotsuchi, you are hereby under arrest for illegal experimentation, kidnapping and numerous other crimes. Do not resist. There is no place to run; we have your facility surrounded!"

Grimmjow grabbed the scientist and nearly yelled in his face. "Where's your hatch Mayuri?" he demanded. The scientist didn't reply, he looked angry, and that psychotic expression was back. Grimmjow probably should've been scared, but it took a lot more to rattle him than some crazed man.

There was something more to it though, Grimmjow just couldn't grasp what it was.

Almost a minute passed, but the scientist only seethed and continued to try and kill Grimmjow with his eyes. Finally, Grimmjow had enough and grabbed the scientists by his shirt and shook him. "Mayuri," he snarled threateningly. His patience was wearing thin; it certainly didn't help that the authorities were still stating their demands.

"…and surrender peacefully and we will not shoot again…" and on and on and on.

"You led them here!" Mayuri yelled madly at Grimmjow, spewing spit at his face. The captain flinched back and stared incredulously at his accuser.

"You bastard. Neither my crew nor I would do such a stupid thing! They must've already been here!" Which, he realized, probably meant they had gotten his sub. He threw that thought away, impossible, his crew was better than that.

Mayuri was looking crazier by the second and seemed ready to pounce on him. Another blast shook the dome, and this time items fell off the shelves, clattering and ringing throughout the room. Another hit. Alarms started blaring.

Mayuri was still trying to kill him with his eyes.

Grimmjow glared right back, "Tell me where the hell your hatch is!" he demanded again. He could probably find it himself, there just wasn't any time. Mayuri shoved him off and reached under his desk, he came back up with a gun. Grimmjow heard the click of the chamber clearly, despite the alarm throwing a tantrum. The scientist held the gun (that looked like it was from the year 2000) level with his head.

The captain's heart jumped, but he hid it and stared hard at Mayuri, daring him to pull the trigger. Which, in retrospect, wasn't the smartest thing to do

How the hell was he going to get out of this?

Then, of all the things Mayuri could've done, he just had to begin ranting! Grimmjow couldn't believe it. They were being fucking fired upon and the idiot scientist was— then he recognized what he had been seeing in the eyes. The craziness in the eyes, the pure madness Mayuri seemed to emanate (which really wasn't all that different form the other times he was around him, it was just more so).

Water madness.

Shit.

A crew member had had it and… depression threatened to overwhelm him as he remembered.

"I can't afford loose ends like you, especially since you've already given away my location."

Grimmjow didn't bother arguing with him, it would be useless. Mayuri Kurotsuchi was well beyond reason.

"I'm not going to be stopped!" Now he was shouting, "I'm too close, I'm going to-"

There was a loud 'clang!" and the madman dropped to the floor, unconscious. He gaped in surprise, there was a boy that looked no older than a teenager, but Grimmjow hardly paid that any attention. He jumped over the counter, startling the boy. The captain grabbed at his shoulders before his savior—and still possible enemy—could escape. "Where's your hatch?"

The kid didn't flinch at his sharp tone, but grabbed his wrists. Grimmjow's eyes almost popped open with the ease it took to get his death-grip off. Then it left his mind when he was pulled towards a door.

"Professor Mayuri this is your last warning!"

The kid led him down a flight of stairs and through an impossibly long hallway.

"Surrender now and we will grant you some mercy!"

It was taking everything he had just to keep up with the kid, who was going faster than he should have been able to.

"Mayuri if you do not surrender, we will fire until your dome is but dust!"

Finally they stopped and the captain could catch his breath. He looked around to find they were in a diving room; half of the floor was submerged underwater, with an opening that led to the outside.

"You Have 30 seconds to give up and hand yourself over to us!"

Something was shoved into his hand and the kid shoved him to the open pool. Grimmjow looked back to see his savior running back up the last flight of stairs they had come down. He jerked and lunged, just managing to catch the kid's sleeve. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" he demanded. The kid looked back at him and for the first time he got a good look at him. Brown eyes partially covered by unkempt orange hair, stared back at him and held him captive. For a second he forgot how to breathe.

"Ten!"

Grimmjow gave a hard tug—that hardly fazed the boy—and jerked his head towards the open water, "come on!"

"Eight!"

His brown-eyed savoir looked back frantically and shook his head hard.

"Six!"

Grimmjow was pushed back, but dammit, he wasn't leaving this kid behind!

"Four!"

With an almost despairing whine the kid conceded and let himself be pulled to the pool.

"One!"

Grimmjow only had a second to think about the fact the kid had no breather mask for himself before his was shoved on his face and locked before the dome shook and the room quaked as shot after shot was fired. He was pushed into the water, the ceiling was falling and he was being pulled at an almost impossible speed through the water. When they were a safe distance away, they slowed down and stopped behind a boulder.

Grimmjow allowed himself to float in place while he got his bearings. He double checked his mask to make sure it was properly locked and placed right. Then he got a good look at the orangenette an almost had a heart attack when he caught sight of him.

He has webbed feet, Grimmjow thought dumbly.

The once tanned body was now a bluish color and his eyes were slitted, his hair was clear and floated about him almost invisible.

It's not that he'd never seen a Mer before, but this one had been a human not five minutes ago.

His communicator beeped, he tore his eyes away from the Mer-that-used-to-be-a-human and brought his wrist up to see the message flashing across the screen.

TURN ON YOUR TRACKER.

He pressed the button on the side of his communicator and looked back at the kid.

But he wasn't there.

Grimmjow swirled around but he couldn't catch sight of the boy. Not that he ever had a chance; damn Mer's could hide in water as if they all had their own invisibility cloaks.

He was going to go after him, grab him and make him get on his sub... but he couldn't fucking see him!

Then his eyes were drawn to the collapsing dome and a thought crossed his mind.

He wouldn't have—his communicator beeped again.

RIGHT NEXT TO YOU.

Grimmjow looked around the rock and sure enough, there was his sub, all nice and unscathed. He caught sight of Nnoitra's big ass grin before he disappeared under the sub to their hatch.

He could find him better in the sub, with all the sensors. Grimmjow had no doubt that he should find the Mer, because he was going to find him and make him come with them. The boy was going to be saved whether he liked it or not!

He kept telling himself it was his sense of duty that made him so determined and ignored the voice at the back of his head saying otherwise.

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Ichigo hadn't wanted to leave the blue-haired man, but he had to get Shu out of there.

With a flick of his hand the rocks covering the entrance in the hatch all disintegrated and he swam through the flooded hallway. Shu's room was on the bottom floor, Ichigo prayed to whatever was out there that his black-haired brother was alright.

What would've taken over and hour for a human diver, to locate Shu's room only took Ichigo about five minutes.

He crushed the handle of the door in his grip and pulled the door free. He looked inside and found Shu huddled in the corner.

Shu.

His brother head jerked up, Shuuhei couldn't change into a Mer like him, but behind hid ears, his gills easily breathed in and out. In a second he was in his brother's embrace.

Ichigo! Oh my god, are you alright?

Hands ran over him to check for the before mentioned injuries. Ichigo swatted them away with some amusement.

I'm fine, I'm fine. Are you okay?

Yeah I'm fine. Was just worried about you, Mayuri-

Ichigo waited for him to finish, but he didn't and he looked at him. Shu had a blank expression that said he knew, but he said it anyway.

He's dead Shu.

Good.

Ichigo gave it no other comment; they had both hated that man with every fiber of their being.

We should get out of here.

Shu nodded agreement and let Ichigo pull him through the hallways. A few more tremors shook the building, they went slow.

They held tight to one another the entire time.

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Grimmjow paced restlessly, waiting for the tracker to pick up on any Mers. Usually Mers were untraceable because they could match everything of the water they resided in. But Ulquiorra had modified their tracker so it could pick up on the tiny signature that was specifically Mer.

Over thirty minutes and still nothing.

A snarl almost made it past before he managed to get control of himself again.

Nnoitra came up from behind him, "Grimm."

The no-nonsense tone made him whip around to stare at his second-in-command. Nnoitra was hardly ever serious.

"What Nnoi?"

"Are ya sure ya saw this kid?" his friend asked, looking him in the eye.

Grimmjow scowled, he knew what the giant was thinking.

"Yes, I am. Everything's undetectable in Mayuri's dome Nnoi, you know that," he all but growled.

Nnoitra put his hands up defensively, giving him a hard look. "Don't bite my head off, Cap, Imma jus' askin'."

"I'm sure, Nnoi; we have to find him. Who knows what happened to that kid if he was with -"

"Grimmjow!"

He turned to see Harribel pointing towards the wreckage. He followed the direction and saw two figures emerging from a half collapsed wall.

One of them was human.

"Get them in here now!"

Two minutes later Grimmjow was standing in the diving room as the hatch opened to let in their new guests. He stood seething, angry for a reason he couldn't pinpoint.

The black-haired kid came up first, hauling himself in, soaked clothes and all. He didn't look out of breath in the least, he thought, then Grimmjow saw behind his ears and he held back a gasp. The black-headed kid reached down and helped Grimmjow's brown-eyed savoir up alongside him.

They both stood up and the bluenette watched in amazement as the kid changed. As the water slid off the orangenette's body, everything that was strictly Mer about the kid went off with it. It vanished effortlessly: there one moment, and then the next minute, gone. The water pooled at the boy's feet, even his clothes looked dry.

All Grimmjow could think was how Mer's couldn't do that, and how they weren't supposed to look human. Not like the black-haired one. The dark- haired kid was talking, he realized. The kid was also touching his brown-eyed beauty, and his brown-eyed beauty was letting him. Grimmjow didn't even realize he moved until he had the black-haired kid's wrist in a bone-crushing grip and had his savoir behind him.

"Who the fuck are you?" he demanded and glared at the unwanted passenger.

The passenger glared back, "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm the captain of this ship, and I like to know the names of the hitchhikers I pick up." He gave a grin, forced though it may be and asked again, "Now who. The. Fuck. Are you?"

They may have stood there glaring at each other all day if Grimmjow hadn't been yanked and pushed away.

"Don't you dare touch him!"

Grimmjow rubbed his shoulder where the kid had pushed him, it ached and felt like a future bruise. For the first time, Grimmjow managed to get a good look at him. His brown-eyed beauty went up to about his chin, and was indeed beautiful (not that he would ever admit out loud) and had bright orange hair. Even with a scowl on his face and anger in his eyes, Grimmjow wanted to kiss him.

His lips were moving. That meant he was talking. With an effort, the bluenette managed to pull himself away from his perverted thoughts and pay attention.

"… I just thought that maybe you could help us, but if you lay a finger on Shu again I'll rip your fuckin' arm off!"

Shu? What the hell kind of name was that? And 'Shu' was touching his beauty looks could kill, 'Shu' would be a dead, or at least his hand would be a rotting pile of crap.

'Shu' whispered something his beauty's ear and Grimmjow clenched his hands around the knife-which he had unknowingly drawn-to keep from lunging forward and stabbing the black-haired kid.

Then 'Shu' was talking to him, "I'm sorry for just barging in like this and inconveniencing you, but Ichigo and I have nowhere to go."

Ichigo… God that was an amazing name. It suited him.

"I'm Shuuhei, and this is my brother Ichigo."

Grimmjow almost dropped his knife in surprise. Brother? As in not a potential threat?

Grimmjow thought, then he actually registered what he was thinking.

Potential threat for what?

Grimmjow wasn't listening anymore, he was scowling and trying to banish his evil thoughts about a certain orange-haired, brown-eyes, handsome, beautiful, gorgeous-"Can we stay?"

A warm voice that would sound so amazing screaming his name as he made him come as he-"Hey! Blueberry!"

Grimmjow jerked his head up to stare at Ichigo. "What?" he grumbled, his thoughts making him want to hit something… Maybe Starrk was free for a spar, that is, if he was awake. Ichigo stared at him with eyes with such an intensity that it made him want to fidget.

"'Can we stay with you?' Don't you listen, or are you an idiot?" That scowl was back on Ichigo's beautiful mouth and it made him want to kiss the boy senseless until all the orangette could think about was Grimmjow.

"Yes." He managed to choke out.

Abruptly, before he actually grabbed the boy and dragged him to his room. He turned around and marched to the doorway. He found Gin outside, leaning against the wall, wearing his freaky ass grin.

"Give them a room and some clean clothes." He growled then marched off before his navigator could reply.

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Gin watched his captain almost stomp down the hall, he had had the fiercest scowl. The silver-haired man chuckled; the captain was infatuated. He looked into the room where the two new occupants were talking quietly. His eyes mostly strayed to the black-haired one, Shuuhei he had said his name was. Gin's grin widened, yeah, maybe he would have some fun of his own.

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There was chapter one peoples, hope ya enjoyed it! So any and all thoughts you had on reading this, just click the button below and write them down and leave them for me to look over. Next chapter will be out whenever(I've learned not to make promises, because disappointment is just at the end of those things).

Truly yours,

~Klaanvdia