Fffffff. I meant to upload this earlier but I was to busy to. D: So sorry!
Warnings: You should know them by now.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Except maybe Ichigo's form later on and Grimmjow's Vizard hollow mask but that's it!
"We aren't entirely sure what happened, other than the fact the fact that garganta's opening with minor Hollow kept appearing more and more frequently in the human world, specifically Karakura town – Ichigo's hometown.
"Of course, we didn't make anything of it till Ichigo had gone missing one day.
"When he reappeared the first time, he was bloody and mangled, but breathing. What surprised us is that most of the blood wasn't his, but Hollows – specifically Arrancar. Soon, Ichigo was ready to go back to fighting Hollows, but we shouldn't have – I shouldn't have, after seeing what a mess he was last time.
"Though, this time I and my lieutenant had kept a close eye on Ichigo. What surprised us is that, while we were hiding ourselves and reiatsu, Ichigo and another male – a teal-haired Arrancar no less – were conversing. What shocked us even more is that the Hollow left without so much as drawing his sword.
"We had been unable to confront Ichigo before a messenger from Seireitei had dragged the substitute away. The Captain-Commander said that this was to protect him, but, under the pretense of being arrested, they had no choice but to lock the teen up unless they wanted a thorough ass beating.
"Not soon after, multiple Hollow broke into the Soul Society and wreaked havoc while Ichigo was taken back to Hueco Mundo. After that, we're unsure what was happening in the other realm with Kurosaki-kun.
"Well, other than the fact that he and a teal-haired Shinigami – a replica of the Arrancar before, but me and Sarugaki-kun had kept that part a secret – had returned a few weeks later. And, from there, Grimmjow, the former Arrancar, proved himself worthy for a position as a captain and formed squad six – the strongest at the time – with Kurosaki-san as his lieutenant.
"But, not even twenty years after, they left under the pretense of being Vizards – which they were but I have a feeling that they left more because they hated how the Soul Society was run – and came to the human world to make a living.
"So, you see, I can't tell you more than the basics but that's about all you need to know." Urahara finished, waving his fan in front of his face. Everyone looked at the shop keeper, various expressions on their faces. Truthfully, it was quite a funny sight.
Just as Rukia was about to comment, she was cut off by loud shouting from the other room.
"You can be such a pain in the ass Grimmjow! You know what? I should have taken up Igogutso's (1) offer all those years ago!" A loud shatter to be heard, presumably from a broken glass or vase, as loud sputtering made its way into the conversation.
"Why the hell are you bringing that dickwad into this conversation?! Hey, I'm talking to you! Where do you –" The obnoxious shouting was cut off as the screen door opened with a loud bang, the orange-haired teen making his way over to open to trap door to the training area with a pissed off teal-haired Vizard hot on his trails.
"What the hell do you mean by that?!" The elder growled out, stomping as he made his way over to the trap door.
"Fuck off Grimmjow!" Was his reply as the teen dropped down the opening, landing with a soft thud at the bottom. Grimmjow growled before following after, grabbing Urahara's cane before he jumped.
"What…was that?"
"Ma, it seems that not even the perfect couple can beat every obstacle." Urahara shrugged, tipping his hat slightly. Two loud shouts of "Bankai" could be heard from within the somewhat small passage way before two powerful collections of spiritual energy encompassed the room. Urahara quickly shut the trapped door, successfully cutting the reiatsu off before turning to the group, sweat dropping.
"I suggest we get out of here before the entire shop is destroyed."
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Grimmjow grunted as his back collided with the very solid sky painted wall. Personally, he couldn't remember what the fight earlier was about but he'd do anything to fight, to see his Ichigo pissed off beyond belief.
When the smoke, dust, and debris started to clear, the teal-haired Arrancar growled, silently approving the sight before him. Ichigo had gone all out, donning his Hollow mask as well as the bandages that signaled his near complete change.
Grimmjow grinned behind the bone jaws that covered most of his face as he stared at the skin tight bandages that covered his strawberry almost completely head to toe. He licked his lips slightly, enjoying the view before him as he positioned Pantera in front of him. The usually slim blade was now a double sided scimitar although it was nothing compared to the hunk of a sword Ichigo now had.
When in Bankai form, the teen's zanpakutou was normally the size and shape of a regular katana, unlike its released form. But not now, not with the amount of reiatsu the strawberry was giving off. The normally large zanpakutou was now longer and sharper, though slightly slimmer. Grimmjow had always wondered how it got like that but wasn't about to ask. The teen himself didn't know.
The Vizard crouched slightly before flash stepping behind the boy, bringing down his sword quickly. Of course, it was fruitless considering that this form was built for stealth and speed. Ichigo blocked the attack before disappearing himself, reappearing nearly seconds afterwards behind the elder. Unable to block in time, the teal-haired male was slashed across the back.
Kneeling to catch the breath that had been knocked out of him from the attack, Grimmjow glared up at the other. The inverted eyes of Ichigo's inner Hollow glinted back and he just knew that the damn brat was smirking at him.
Before the elder could stand up to attack once more, Ichigo gripped his zanpakutou and broke his mask with the butt of the sword. Pulling away the mask, he smirked at the other while walking over.
"Ready to admit defeat, Grimmjow?"
"As long as it's to you, Ichiberry," With that, the teal-haired Vizard pulled the younger down and onto his lap. It took Ichigo a few moments to realize that Grimmjow had sat down. "So…wanna have angry make up sex?"
Grimmjow was successfully knocked down with a zanpakutou poised at his neck without a second thought.
Crap. This is my shortest chapter yet.
1. Igogutso is an OC, a member of the Dectros and Grimmjow's somewhat friendly rival. He may be brought up later in the story, but I highly doubt that.
Also, for those wondering, Soul Eater is currently on semi-hiatus. I have already started chapter two but it's currently on hold till I remember where I was going with it. Ideas (for both stories) would be wonderful.
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