Knife Prty – Deftones
They were enemies. They'd always been enemies, and they always would be. They didn't fight as hollow and shinigami, they fought for dominance, the constant fight between the two to see who could beat the other one down. They fought on the field, and they fought hard. They fought in the bedroom, and they fought harder. The constant power struggle, the adrenaline, the pleasure. That's why Grimmjow told himself he kept coming back. He didn't need the kid for anything except the passion created between the two, but that's all it was. An extension of the hatred they felt for one another expressed in two distinctly different yet incredibly similar forms. He'd never admit to Ichigo, or to himself, that he loved fucking the kid because he loved everything about the kid. The way he battled, his hidden bloodlust, hell even his inner hollow when he came out to play. He loved fucking the kid because he fucking loved the kid.
Explanation: "go get your knife go get your knife, now kiss me" This is where this came from. And I'm sorry it's so short...
