Okay so I know I have been needing to update this story so I am going to. Here is the third chapter, please enjoy the yumminess. For maximum enjoyment it is recommended to acquire a snack, a drink and some music. Once again, I don't own Bleach. (sadly)

(Grimmjow's POV)

I was trapped, everywhere I turned it was dark. I could hear Aizen's voice echoing around me but, I couldn't see him anywhere. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it was going to leap out of my chest. The echoing stopped, out of nowhere it became eerily silent.

"Grimmjow...I know you want it..." A whispering echo came. I felt the hairs on my neck stand on end. I began to run, out of sheer terror. I had know idea where I was heading or why but, I knew I had to get out of the dark. My legs carried me as fast as they could, my lungs were burning and I thought my heart was going to burst. Something bumped my foot and I fell on my face.

The echoes got closer and closer, the darkness began to move. Within seconds I was surrounded, I felt hands come out of the blackness and grab at my clothes. Some pulled at my hair while others pulled at my arms and legs. I tried to scream but, I felt another hand grab my throat. I struggled and fought to try and break free yet, the hands didn't give. The whispering echoes drew closer to me gradually growing louder and more sadistic.

Suddenly, the hands disappeared and the echoes died down. I had thought it was over until I looked in the direction the echoes were coming from. From the darkness, Aizen materialized. I felt my body go numb as I began to crawl backwards away from him.

"Come now boy, give me what I desire." His voice was a hiss and his smile was so decrepit it was almost like that of a demon. I backed away until I was able to get up run in the other direction. He let out a laugh that chilled my blood and taunted me from behind. I looked back, only to find he was not longer there.

"Huh?" I thought to myself "Where'd he go?" I got my answer when I bumped right into his chest. I was stunned for a split second but, that was all he needed. My arms were seized and I was forced down. His face was dark and twisted, I tried to scream but, he placed his hands around my throat. I closed my eyes tightly he began to shake me and say my name over and over again.

"Grimmjow...Grimmjow? Grimmjow!" I opened my eyes as the sound of Aizen's voice began to fade and a light began to erase his face. The hand on my throat vanished and I let out a scream that would raise the dead. I shot up only to find my uncle with a worried expression on his face.

"Wha...What happened?" I asked with a shaky voice, trying to untangle myself from the blanket. My uncle let out a relieved sigh, and hugged me close to him. "You were havin' a nightmare, it must've been pretty bad. I got up to make some tea and the next thing I know I hear you screamin'. I tried shakin' you awake and callin' your name but, you just wouldn't open your eyes." He spoke slowly as to avoid confusing me, seeing as I was disoriented.

He let go and gave me a good once over. With a curt nod he scooped me up off the couch and carried me through the kitchen into the spacious hallway. It is not so much that I am light, I'm a good one-hundred seventy pounds, Uncle Gin is pretty strong although he doesn't look it. He carried me to the last door on the right, pushing it open to reveal a large bathroom. I was in awe, from a bathroom. It was beautiful, a modern layout, chrome finish with plum and gray tiles.

(Gin's POV)

I watched my nephew as he took in the design of the bathroom. He looked so innocent and curious that it made me smile. Gently, I sat him on the counter and ran a warm bubble bath for him. Once the tub was full I walked back over to him and unraveled him from the blanket. I watched as his body shivered and was instantly covered in goosebumps. For a second, I felt extreme pity for him but, I shook it off. I lifted him up again and stood him up beside the bathtub.

"Go on, Get in." I gently coaxed. He looked at me with wide blue-green eyes, his expression was one of shyness and anxiety. Gave a small laugh and turned my back to him as to keep him from becoming anynmore nervous. I could almost sense his hesitation but, after a few intense minutes I heard the sound of the water splashing as he got in the bathtub. After turning around I saw that his face was beet red.

I stepped closer and reached over him to get the shampoo. "I got it. I am fine, really." He said as he grabbed the bottle. I watched as his hands shook, it was to the point that he couldn't pop the lid open. A feeling sympathy encompassed me, I slowly took the bottle from him and poured a bit of the contents into my palm. After replacing the bottle, I began to gently rub my hands through his hair until only bits of blue showed through the thick white foam.

It was mostly silent aside from the sounds of the water rinsing the lather from my nephew's hair. I was going to break the silence but, as if on cue, the doorbell rang. I got up and went back to the front door to see who it was. It was odd that someone would be here on a Friday afternoon, most of my assiciates and friends at the firm would be out partying. I approached the door with caution.

My mind was set that it was Aizen, if it was I was determined to tear him a new one. I got to the door I peered through peephole and to my suprise I saw a boy about my nephews age with spiky orange hair. I unlocked the door and faced the boy, he was slightly taller than me but, I was not intimidated by his size.

"Can I help you?" I asked, giving my "Fuck with me and I will kill you." tone. The kid looked at me with big, brown eyes. "Uh...yes. I was looking for Grimmjow. He wasn't at school and I thought he might be here." The teen asked, scuffing his shoes on the doormat. I didn't get a negative vibe from him so I let him in and sat him down on the couch.

(Change of POV)

Uncle Gin had been gone for a good fifteen minutes since the bell rang. Growing impatient, I finished cleaning off and grabbed my bathrobe off the back of the door. I left a lot of my clothes here for when I didn't want to return to the hell I call a home. Before I even stepped out of the bathroom my uncle came in and spoke to me.

"Hey there is an orange haired kid here to see you. Some sort of weird name, sounded like strawberry?" He asked, my uncle was not good with names. My eyes popped open at the description. "Ichigo?" I exclaimed. My uncle nodded and stepped to the side as I sprinted toward the living room. Sure enough, there he was sitting on the couch as handsome as ever.

When he saw me he shot up and opened his arms to me. I felt my eyes water as I ran to him and he hugged me close to him. He kissed the top of my head and swayed me back and forth in his grasp. It was so comforting to know he had come to look for me.

"You weren't at school today. I thought you were home but, your sister hadn't seen you so I came here. What happened?" He asked quietly. I broke away from him and sat down on the couch, motioning for him to do the same.

"You might have to sit, it is a long story." I said quietly.

Oh gosh. I am done with this chapter FINALLY! My laptop went Bleh! I hope everyone likes the update. For those of you who read my DBZ fic and are waiting for updates, it will be late because my laptop went haywire and deleted the chapter.

Grimmjow: Aw, my strawberry came looking for me.

Ichigo: Damn right! Now what are we gonna do about Aizen?

Grimmjow: Well we are gonna...

Me: Hey hey hey you two...save that for chapter four! No spoilers!

Grimmjow and Ichigo: Awwww.