Well this was originally going to be longer, but i figure the rest of this can probably stand as its own chapter. I have roughly 4 or 5 chapters planned out passed this so i should be able to write them easily enough. After that i have plenty of other ideas, it's just a matter of where to fit them in the story.

I do not own any Bleach characters nor do i take claim to this title i got from a chapter of the manga.

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10/4/09

Two weeks later

"Is that all ya got?" staring at his fallen foe, he watched him get up, a smile turning up his mouth.

"Nng…No" he said recovering.

"I'm not done yet!"

Watching him from hooded eyes, a genuine toothy grin appeared.

"Good! Then stand up and fight!" he yelled, clearly enjoying this in some form.

Meanwhile on the stairs that led to Urahara's shop, Suzu and Grimmjow viewed the battling pair, one with a dreamy look, the other annoyance.

Renji and the large boy Chad had been at this for a while now, though it didn't seem like either one were getting tired.

In truth they were more pumped than normal; a fact that though Suzu could not relate she certainly admired.

Grimmjow on the other hand was more pissed than usual.

Ever since Chad came by to ask for Renji's help in training, the panther was more restless and very easily agitated, even for him. She didn't know why but she did not want to risk asking him.

After a while, they decided they had trained enough. Chad thanked the Shinigami for his help and then left.

Renji appeared a little sweaty but no more worse for wear. As he approached Suzu commented.

"That was a nice thing you did for him."

"Yah, well I figure if he wants to get stronger then why not." He said wiping his forehead. "Plus it doesn't hurt to train a bit myself."

"Train huh?" Grimmjow who had been silent this entire time spoke, a chill to his voice.

"Hah! It would take you a thousand years to get nearly as strong as me!" as he said this his reiatsu flared.

"What was that?" now the two stood facing off, Suzu to the side of them, a worried expression in place.

"Come on, Shinigami, unless you're too tired now."

Gritting his teeth "As if… Fine. Let's go!"

"Wait you guys" she began, but to avail; both men flew off further into the training grounds, leaving her in the proverbial dust. If not for their reiatsu, she would have lost them completely.

Their combined spiritual pressure was stifling! Even at a distance it was palpable.

Heading in that direction, she heard the sounds of the battle commencing and just hoped that neither one killed the other.

As she tracked them, she thought about Grimmjow and his odder behavior. Before she hadn't given it much thought but now…maybe it was because of Renji.

They had never gotten along, so fighting wasn't different but for some reason this time it felt more serious.

By the time she reached them, the signs of combat were evident. The battle grounds were torn and upturned and the fighters themselves were bruised and bleeding. Renji's Zabimaru was unleashed and the panther had his sword unsheathed, but thankfully not released.

She couldn't tell which one had the upper hand, as they were equally panting and sweaty, dried blood streaked down their bodies and forehead.

Just when she was beginning to think they had worn themselves out, the Sexta grew serious and took hold of his sword, like he was scraping it. Before he could call out its name however, the girl launched herself blindly at him taking him down with a force she didn't know she was capable of.

He cursed at being taken off guard as they rolled harshly, with Suzu landing painfully hitting her head against an untouched rock face. Slumped down, she didn't open her eyes immediately.

Renji sheathed his Zanpakuto and ran to see if she was okay, while Grimmjow dusted himself off.

"Hey!" he yelled "Where are you going? This isn't over."

Renji simply glared, knelt at her side, as she sluggishly came to. "Suzu."

Hearing her name she opened her eyes, met with the concerned stare of the Shinigami.

"Okay, so future reference, that's a bad idea." sounding sarcastic. Sitting up, her head swam and ached where she had banged it.

"Oww." Rubbing her right temple, a stinging sensation followed. Looking at her hand revealed a bloody smudge, startling her.

Renji saw this as well. "Are you alright? You're bleeding."

"Yeah." She said standing with the support of the brutal rock. "It's fine; just don't do this again."

Staring at one then the other "I'm not keen on another concussion."

Renji stood, watching her as she stumbled off. "I'm going to go sit. Sitting is good."

Before she left completely she turned back to them. "Remember." She glared, and then went to find a solid setting.

Realizing he was banged up pretty good too, the soul reaper decided a bath in the hot springs would be just right.

"Hey!" he said "There's a hot spring down here somewhere. It can heal injuries…if ya want." Quickly he regretted his decision when he saw the hateful look on the espada's face.

"Che, like I need that shit."

Giving up, the red head walked away. Still pissed Grimmjow was fully intent on leaving but a curse called curiosity pulled at him, so he went in the direction of the Shinigami.

Finding it quickly but not liking what he found, a scowl formed on his face at seeing the Shinigami shirtless already in the hot spring. He seemed content, enjoying himself which only further insulted the panther.

Glowering at him, Grimmjow walked over to stand next to the spring, the steam invitingly rising to greet him.

"Oh, you came." He acknowledged the Sexta, as he stood and glared.

"There's still plenty of room." He said after a beat.

"Fuck that, I'm not getting in there with you."

An awkward silence descended. The only warmth that could be detected was the temperature of the water. It was obvious the animosity still persisted.

"I won." Declared the espada abruptly, destroying their perfectly good quiet loathing of one another.

"Ha! As I recall you were beaten by the ground." Renji said haughtily.

"Bullshit! I fucking won, I had the upper hand."

"I didn't know that was what losing was being called nowadays…"

"Fucking Shinigami! You wanna go again?!" he said bending down so he was level with the red head.

"I don't fight weaklings." He said staring at the enraged arrancar.

Gritting his teeth, he looked like he was about to jump in there and continue where they left off but for one reason or the other he didn't. He huffed and stood back up straight. Another silence fell around the pair. Grimmjow closed his eyes, annoyance evident in his expression.

Moments later a tidal wave of hot water assailed the unawares espada, as Renji in an impulsively mean streak splashed him, hitting his front and the top of his head.

It was as if lightning struck him. Jumping he bellowed a choice word, shaking himself off and then locking a heated gaze on his assailant who at the moment was trying horribly to cover a chuckle at the arrancar's expense.

Still inexplicably unable to attack him, Grimmjow stalked off madder than ever.

Renji watched him go, grinning like a fool. He really doesn't like water. He thought and then chuckled.