WARNING/CAUTION: The following story contains graphic material, not suitable for minors. It also contains offensive material; rape, torture, homosexual relations, swearing, drug and alcohol use, child abuse, etc. If any of these subjects makes you uncomfortable, please do not read this story. It's not meant to offend anyone, but it's also not meant to be a pleasant one either.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or it's related characters and themes. More over this story is purely fan fiction and in no way reflects the views and ideals of the creator of Bleach.

Author's Note: Fifteen is the part of Gin that is supposed to be Aizen, where as Gin is just Gin, so when Fifteen is in control he's going to act like Aizen, when it's Gin, it's just Gin. I hope that it won't be to confusing for you because, both Fifteen's and Gin's personalities are going to present themselves in this chapter often switching back and forth in the middle of a conversation, so just keep that in mind.

Chapter Four: Let the Games Begin

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Ichigo stepped out of his shower and grabbed the large blue towel from the sink and started to dry himself off as he walked into his room. The outfit was laid out on his bed and he stared at it, letting his arms fall limply to his sides.

A black sleeveless Japanese style shirt with a high neck and gold detailing and trim, it was made of satin. The pants were wide legged flowing black with gold at the waist, and a pair of black slippers. Ichigo remembered that his mother used to really liked to have him wear Japanese style clothing, she said it fit his body type well, and he would always get flustered saying he was only half japanese so he didn't have to wear the clothes, but he always did anyways.

Ichigo pulled on a pair of underwear, then slid the pants over his legs. They fit perfectly, barely covering the tops of his feet, and grazing the floor. He pulled the shirt on then, it was well fitted and showed the light muscle of his torso well. Ichigo took the slippers in his hands and walked towards the door as someone knocked on it.

"Ichi-... what are you wearing?" Renji looked him over, until his eyes fell on the necklace that hung around Ichigo's neck. "You're not meeting him are you?"

"What do you want?" Ichigo asked setting the slippers on the floor and stepping into them.

"Byakuya wanted me to come and see if you were here," Renji said.

"Go back to the precinct," Ichigo said looking at him. "Don't you dare leave it again, do you understand me Renji?"

"Ichigo,"

"I have to go," Ichigo said grabbing his keys. Renji grabbed his arm. "Let go,"

"I'm not letting you hand yourself over to that sick fuck," Renji said.

"He said he'd think about letting Grimmjow go," Ichigo said looking at Renji. "I can't not try,"

"Grimmjow wouldn't want you to give yourself up for him," Renji said.

"I don't care what the fuck Grimmjow wants," Ichigo said pulling his arm away from Renji. "Now get the fuck back to the precinct Renji,"

"I can't go back without you," Renji said.

"You're going to have to," Ichigo said. "Let me do this please,"

Renji shifted and crossed his arms. "If anything happens to you, Byakuya will kill me,"

"Just tell him I wasn't here," Ichigo said.

Renji closed his eyes.

Ichigo shifted and rushed out and to his car.

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"What is the name of your reservation?" The man at the door said and Ichigo looked at him.

" He is with me," A smooth voice said and Ichigo looked up.

"Very well sir, please enjoy your dinner,"

"Shall we," Fifteen held out his hand and Ichigo took it. "You look beautiful,"

"Thank you," Ichigo said quietly as they made their way through the large elegant dinning room, people were muttering about then as they past, and headed up a flight of curved stairs.

"Are you afraid?" Fifteen asked.

"Yes," Ichigo said.

"Don't worry," Fifteen replied, opening the door to a private dining room. "I'm not going to hurt you,"

Ichigo stepped into the room, and Fifteen followed behind him, closing the door. Ichigo shuddered when Fifteen moved behind him, placing his hands on Ichigo's waist.

"I've waited for this for the longest time," Fifteen whispered in Ichigo's ear, Ichigo closed his eyes. Something about Fifteen's voice was strangely seductive and made Ichigo feel shameful. "What is it?" Fifteen asked, his breath running down Ichigo's neck.

"I just... didn't except you to be so..... calm," Ichigo said.

"Only half of me is calm," Fifteen said pulling away from Ichigo. "Would you like a drink?" He asked.

"....Sure," Ichigo said watching Fifteen walk over to the table and pulled the cork slowly from a bottle of white wine.

"Please, make yourself comfortable, you are mu guest after all," Fifteen said glancing over his shoulder at Ichigo.

Ichigo looked to the other side of the room. A large dark blue two person couch sat in front of a large window opened to see the bay. Ichigo went over and sat down. "What is your name?" Ichigo asked and Fifteen looked at him and smiled.

" It depen's on which one 'o us ya talkin' ta," Fifteen said and surprise filled Ichigo's face.

"Multiple personalities," Ichigo said softly.

"Yes," Fifteen's voice took on the calm confident tone again as he walked to Ichigo, handing him the glass of white wine.

"How many of you are there?" Ichigo asked shifting as Fifteen sat next to him, the couch was made for two people, but for two people to sit closely together.

"Only two of us," Fifteen said.

"And you're completely aware of each other?" Ichigo asked.

" Ver' much so," Fifteen said, the tone changing to playful and cocky. "Fifteen 'n me are alwa's talkin' ta each other,"

"And what are you called?" Ichigo asked and Fifteen's smile grew in to a wide smirk.

"Tha's a good question," Fifteen said. "Bu' if I tell ya now, tha'll ruin the fun later,"

"Do you like games?" Ichigo asked.

"Every since I was a child I've been rather fond of games," Fifteen said, his smirk turning into a subtle smile again, and Ichigo watched him carefully. "Puzzles more then anything. Do you enjoy games?" Fifteen asked.

"I've never really played games, even as a child," Ichigo said watching as Fifteen took a sip of his wine. "I was always reading,"

" Yer still alwa's readin'," Fifteen said grinning widely. " Ya go to the library alo',"

"I suppose I do," Ichigo said smiling. "So Fifteen enjoys puzzles, do you have a favorite type of game?"

" I suppose," Fifteen scratched his chin. " My other half has always found enjoyment in more childish games, hide and seek for example,"

"Really?" Ichigo asked and lifted the glass to his lips.

Fifteen watched with interest as Ichigo slowly took a drink, then he smirked. " 'M alwa's movin' stuff 'round in Fifteen's room. Drive's 'im up the wall, but I get a laugh outta it,"

"Do you two normally switch back and forth this much?" Ichigo asked.

"Generally no," Fifteen said leaning back. "But, this is a rather rare occasion, and we're both willing to share it,"

Ichigo watched Fifteen's face for a long time in silence. "What do you do for a living?" He asked taking another drink of his wine.

"Banking," Fifteen said.

"Where did you grow up?" Ichigo asked, trying to keep himself calm, his heart was starting to race again. 'Not now.... oh god, please... not now.... not here'

" South," Fifteen said running his hand slowly up Ichigo's spine. Ichigo closed his eyes and gasped.

"W-where did you go to college?" Ichigo asked.

"Englan'," Fifteen said with a grin.

"What... did you study?" Ichigo ran his hand over the outside of his thigh. 'Not now... not here..... please not here.... I can't....do this.... now'

"I majored in many different things," Fifteen said leaning closer, his chest against half of Ichigo's back. "I know that you are a nympho," He whispered huskily in Ichigo's ear. Ichigo shuddered, and Fifteen grinned. "I could help you," He ran his fingers slowly over Ichigo's left inner thigh. "Just take the edge off,"

Ichigo bit his bottom lip. "...N-no.... I-I don't... w-want to," Ichigo managed he gripped his pant legs tightly.

"Ya sure 'bou' tha?" Fifteen asked huskily and blew softly on Ichigo' neck.

Ichigo moaned and closed his eyes tightly. "Y-yes,"

"Your body is saying differently," Fifteen said putting his hand over Ichigo's groin. Ichigo's hips bucked and Fifteen chuckled. "Rather clear answer if you ask me," He said slipping his thumb into the waist of Ichigo's pants.

"... N-no.... p-please," Ichigo said but his body leaned back and his hands went behind his head to grip the back of the couch.

"There's no shame in taking what you need," Fifteen said moving off the couch, to knee in front of Ichigo.

"...D-don't," Ichigo said looking down at Fifteen as he slowly pulled Ichigo's pants down his hips. Ichigo shuddered throwing his head back as his cock was exposed to the air.

"Don' worry, 'M rather good," Fifteen said and leaned down, blowing on the head of Ichigo's weeping cock and Ichigo moaned.

Ichigo's chest trembled and his breathing took on a strange rhythm.

Fifteen leaned down, slipping his tongue over the slit of Ichigo's cock getting a long moan from Ichigo. He smiled and ran his tongue down the shaft of Ichigo's cock, then back up, before slipping the length slowly into his mouth, scrapping it softly with teeth. Ichigo's eyes rolled back in his skull and he gasped as Fifteen took him with his mouth, bobbing his head, his tongue swirling wonderfully yet extremely slow around the painful erection. Ichigo fought to keep from bucking his hips and shoving his cock down Fifteen's throat as Fifteen hummed with amusement and purpose against Ichigo's cock. Fifteen's hands roamed over Ichigo's thighs, the base of his cock, and massaged his balls.

Ichigo started panting hard and reached down, tangling his fingers in Fifteen's white hair. "...M-more... n-no..... d-don't...," Ichigo opened his eyes and looked down at Fifteen, who looked up and then hummed again, Ichigo threw his head back and bucked his hips, shoving his entire cock into Fifteen's throat. The white haired man didn't seem to be bothered, and he swallowed around Ichigo's cock. "MmppHhm.... I-I'm.... g-going t-" Ichigo's mouth fell open in a silent cry, his eyes fluttered closed and he came, his hot release sliding down the back of Fifteen's throat and filling his mouth.

Fifteen slowly slipped his lips from around Ichigo's cock and he swallowed the remaining cum that filled his mouth, then licked his lips watching Ichigo tremble on the couch. Fifteen grinned widely watching as Ichigo slipped into unconsciousness.

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**Third Person: Fifteen**

Fifteen carried Ichigo into the bedroom and laid Ichigo on his bed.

'Ya sure we should le' 'im go?' Gin asked.

"It's not going to hurt anything," Fifteen said softly brushing Ichigo's hair from his face.

' Wha 'bou' tha' cop we go'?" Gin asked.

"What about him?" Fifteen asked taking the slippers from Ichigo's feet and setting them at the edge of the bed.

'Wha ya wanna do with 'im? Kill 'im or le' go?' Gin asked.

"We shall see," Fifteen said slipping the shirt from Ichigo's chest, then fixed the diamond necklace that was around his neck.

'Wha' 'bou' the red hea' too?' Gin reminded.

"All in due time," Fifteen said and pressed his lips lightly to Ichigo's furrowed brow, then pulled the sheets up around Ichigo's torso, leaving his shoulders uncovered. He brushed his lips down Ichigo's check slowly, and inhaled slowly through his mouth then pulled away and left.

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"Wake up," Fifteen growled at Grimmjow, pushing him onto his back with his shoed foot.

Grimmjow groaned and his head rolled.

"Wake up," Fifteen repeated, tapping the side of Grimmjow's bloody face with his shoe.

Grimmjow's eyes slowly open and he looked up. His left eye was coated with blood and he couldn't see out of it, his right eye was red and bruised.

"Ya gonna live Mr. Detective?" Gin sneered bending down to look at Grimmjow more closely.

Grimmjow's cracked dry lips parted to speak but nothing more then a rasped breath came from his scarred throat.

"Very well, shall we continue where we left off last night?" Fifteen asked standing.

The chains scrapped against the floor slowly as Grimmjow tried to sit up, but his body wouldn't move.

"I saw Ichigo the other night," Fifteen said. The sound of the chains turned from scraping to a quick snap as Grimmjow jerked. "He was very stunning, you should have seen him,"

"W-what.... did...." Grimmjow stared.

"Wha I do ta 'im?" Gin asked looking over his shoulder at Grimmjow. "Nothin' much.... jus' talked.... 'n a 'lil bit more," He smiled as Grimmjow jerked again. "Don' worry, 'es a' home righ' now... probably still sleepin',"

"B-bas-...tard," Grimmjow growled.

"You're well enough to insult me, that's good," Fifteen said stepping back towards Grimmjow holding a package of needles. "That means I can spend more time playing with you," Fifteen bent down and took a needle from the package. Grimmjow's eyes grew wide as the needle moved towards his face and he bit his lip as the needle went into the corner of his right eye.

"Your tolerance for pain is amazing," Fifteen said taking another needle from the pack then looked at Grimmjow as blood began to drip into his right eye. "But how much longer do you think you can go with out screaming? You've been here five days and I have no intention of stopping my antics any time soon. Who do you think will win out? Me who's inflicting the pain?" Fifteen pushed the needle into the corner of Grimmjow's eye next to the first. Grimmjow roared. "Or you, who's receiving it?"

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**Eight Days Later**

"Come outside," Fifteen said calling to the Doberman Pinschers that followed behind him. Their tails wagged happily, as he lead them through the yard. "We're going for a ride," He said opening the backdoor of his SUV and the dogs jumped in one at a time, until all four of them sat in the seats. Fifteen looked up at the night sky and inhaled slowly before getting into the driver's seat.

One of the dogs was growling.

"Do not worry Hime," Fifteen cooed. "He's not going to bother you," He said.

The dog whined and jumped over the third row of seating and landed on Grimmjow's chest. Grimmjow groaned and took in a shaking shallow breath.

'So... if they fin' im soon enough e'll live, bu' if they don' e'll die?' Gin asked.

"Yes," Fifteen replied.

' Yer sick,' Gin chuckled.

"We'll get to see our angel squirm a little," Fifteen said.

' I'd li' tha',' Gin said.

"So would I," Fifteen smiled.

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**Third Person Ichigo** Five hours later

"Think Ichigo!" Byakuya snapped. "What did that bastard mean?"

"I don't know," Ichigo said holding his head, his eyes were wide and streaming with tears.

"He said that you'd know where he put Grimmjow. Now just think," Byakuya said Ichigo put his head against his knees and gritted his teeth. "You've got to know this damnit, you've gotta know it!"

"Byakuya," Rukia said. "Just give him some quite," She said.

Ichigo's eyes closed tightly and he inhaled slowly. "... my path in white and black... where her hand broke..... caught in wires...." He repeated phrases that Fifteen had said, ones that stuck on in Ichigo's mind more then the rest of the phone call. "...He said... that the note was going to bein key..... piano?"

"What are you trying to say Ichigo?" Rukia knelt in front of him and he looked up at her.

"He's talking about a piano," Ichigo said.

"A piano? Why? What links you to pianos?" Rukia asked.

"My mother's sister played them.... When my mother and her were little my aunt got her hand caught in the wires of a grand piano, it fractured her hand...." Ichigo's brow furrowed.

"What is it?" Rukia asked.

"My aunt committed suicide when she was twenty-one," Ichigo said, his eyes grew wide. "She's buried at Langstan Cemetery, Grimmjow might be there,"

Byakuya rushed out of the room and Rukia cupped Ichigo's face. "Their are gonna get him Ichigo," Rukia said.

"My aunt was the only part of my mom's family that she actually still talked about," Ichigo whispered. "How did he learn about her?"

"Don't worry about it," Rukia said wiping Ichigo's face softly.

"He knows about my family," Ichigo whispered and rested his head against Rukia's shoulder. She wrapped her arms around his head. "...Rukia,"

"Don't worry Ichigo, it's gonna be okay, your dad's gonna be just fine, he lives thousands of miles away," Rukia said. "Your sisters are in Japan for school, it's all going to be okay, they're safe," Rukia said rubbing Ichigo's back.

"... Rukia," Ichigo whispered.

"What is it?" Rukia asked.

"I meet him," Ichigo admitted and Rukia pulled away to look at Ichigo's face. He kept his eyes at the floor.

"What do you mean you meet him?" Rukia asked.

"Fifteen... I meet him, I saw his face," Ichigo said. "He said that if I did... he'd think about letting Grimmjow live, so I went,"

"Why didn't you say anything before?" Rukia asked.

"I'm ashamed of myself," Ichigo said gripping the legs of his pants tightly. ".... I-I..." Rukia wrapped her arms around Ichigo's head.

"Don't say anything," Rukia said. "I know Ichigo.... I've known you for a long time," Ichigo sobbed and wrapped his arms around her neck.

"...I'm sorry," Ichigo said.

"Don't apologize Ichigo," Rukia said.

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**Two Days Later**

Ichigo ran down the halls of the hospital.

"Don't Ichigo!" Byakuya grabbed Ichigo when he reached for the handle of the door to Grimmjow's room.

"LET GO!" Ichigo screamed. "I have to see him,"

"He just got out of surgery," Byakuya said pulling Ichigo away from the room. "You've gotta let him rest.

"I have to see him," Ichigo said.

"You shouldn't," Byakuya said and Ichigo looked at him. The expression on Ichigo's face made him look like a child, his eyes wide with fear, his brow furrowed with confusion, his bottom lip between his teeth in sorrow and pain. Tears were streaming down his cheeks heavily. "Just be happy that he's alive," Byakuya said.

Ichigo's body started shaking and his legs gave out. Byakuya wrapped his arms around Ichigo's head and slowly lowered himself and Ichigo to the floor.

"He's alive Ichigo, you saved him, remember that," Byakuya said quietly.

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**Third Person: Fifteen/Gin**

' E's been sleepin' fer three days now' Gin said.

"He's been though a great bit of trauma," Fifteen said leaning back against the wall opposite the large four poster king sized bed. The transparent white curtains of the bed were closed, but inside, laying on the thick mattress, Ichigo laid his mouth open slightly and his breathing soft and even. The sheets covered up to his waist, so his bare chest was visible.

'Wha' ya gonna do next?' Gin asked.

"I've got a letter to mail," Fifteen said pushing himself off the wall and left the room, locking the door from the outside. "We'll allow him to sleep for as long as he needs, we're in no hurry, are we Gin?" Fifteen asked, Gin chuckled as Fifteen walked down the hall.

' O' course,' Gin said.

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Fifteen stopped inside a small coffee shop to get a drink, and stopped to look at the t.v. on the wall.

"It's been two days since the disappearance of Detective Kurosaki Ichigo, who is well known for his work on the '15' serial killer case, as well as several others. Police have been working around the clock for him, FBI have also come to the city to assist in the search. Any information about Kurosaki's whereabouts would be greatly appreciated, and should be called into the hotline, which number has been put at the bottom of the screen."

Fifteen couldn't help but smile softly as he walked out of the shop and down the street. The police were never going to figure it out, he was much smarter then all of them, besides that, he already had Ichigo, nothing was stopping him from just simply vanishing from the country with Ichigo if he wanted to.

'Don' get cocky,' Gin reminded and Fifteen hummed in reply and stopped at a large mailbox at the corner and pulled the large envelope from his pocket and put it into the mail box.

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**Third Person: Ichigo**

Ichigo rolled over on the bed he was laying on, he knew it wasn't his, it didn't smell like him. But Ichigo was to tired to care, his head still hurt from crying so much, and every muscle in his body ached, every nerve tingled. Ichigo pulled his knees towards his chest and put his arms under his head, he wanted to go back to sleep, to close his eyes and float back into the nothingness that he'd been in for the past few days.

**Flashback: three nights before**

"Come on Ichigo, I'm gonna drive you home," Renji said lifting Ichigo from the chair he was sitting numbly in outside Grimmjow's hospital room. Ichigo let Renji take him by the arm like a child, and lead him from the hospital. "A good night sleep, and I'll come pick you up in the morning, bring you back," Renji looked over his shoulder at Ichigo. "Why are you wearing that thing?" He said nodding at the diamond necklace Fifteen had given him.

"I have too," Ichigo whispered.

"No you don't," Renji said putting Ichigo into the passenger seat of his Jeep.

"...." Ichigo leaned against the window and closed his eyes as Renji started the engine and pulled out of the parking space.

"Everyone told you this isn't yourself Ichigo, stop blaming yourself," Renji said.

"...."

Renji sighed "I'm hurting too Ichigo," Renji said and Ichigo's eyes moved to look at Renji. "He's my friend too,"

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Renji parked the Jeep and took the keys from the ignition. "Come on, let's get you inside," Renji said and got out, walking around to the other side of the Jeep. He pulled open the door and went to reach for the seat belt release when three loud bangs rang out.

Ichigo looked up to see the shock and pain in Renji's face and the blood drip from Renji's lips. "....R-Renji?" Ichigo whispered.

"...S-" Renji crumpled to the ground in a heap and Ichigo screamed.

"Don't worry, they aren't fatal wounds,"

Ichigo's eyes snapped up and he looked at Fifteen who slowly lowered the gun to his side. Ichigo struggled to get the seat belt off of him, but his fingers didn't seem to be working, and Fifteen grabbed him, putting a hand over his mouth. Ichigo stared up at Fifteen with wide fear filled eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you," Fifteen said taking the seat belt from around Ichigo and lifted him with ease from the Jeep, a hand still clamped firmly over his mouth. Ichigo felt like he couldn't breath, his heart wouldn't stop pounding. He cursed his own body for trembling violently. Fifteen set Ichigo into the passenger seat of his SUV, and buckled him in. "You look cold," Fifteen said, and took his coat, and wrapped it around Ichigo before shutting the door. Ichigo couldn't get himself to move, he couldn't get himself to scream. He couldn't breath, he wasn't breathing, his lips started to turn blue and soon he blacked out.

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Ichigo didn't even know what happened to Renji... even a non-fatal gun shot could potentially kill a person even if not directly and Fifteen had shot Renji three times.

The door of his room opened and he looked up, Fifteen walked in holding a tray of food, his dogs walking by his feet. One of them jumped onto the bed and Ichigo flinched and sat up quickly moving back against the headboard.

"Don't worry, they are all very well trained," Fifteen said and Ichigo looked at him. "They don't attack unless I give the command,"

Another dog climbed onto the bed slowly and stepped to Ichigo, it's snot touching Ichigo's chin. Ichigo stayed still, holding his breath until the dog gave a satisfied huff and moved to lay on the side of the bed.

"Do you not like dogs?" Fifteen asked sitting down facing Ichigo, then putting the tray on his own lap.

"I do," Ichigo whispered. "Just not when they belong to a serial killer who kidnapped me," Ichigo added.

Fifteen chuckled. " I guess tha's a good reason," Fifteen smirked watching Ichigo. "Ya can't get used ta us switchin' righ'?" He asked holding up a sliced piece of apple.

"No," Ichigo said taking the piece of fruit. "Which one of you showed first?" He asked putting the piece to his lips then hesistated for a second before eating it.

"I was second," Fifteen said. "This is not my body,"

"What's your real name?" Ichigo asked taking a second offered apple slice realizing that he was starving,"

" Gin,"

"So which one of you prefers murder?" Ichigo asked.

"Both,"

"The obsession with the number?" Ichigo asked.

"Fifteen,"

"How old are you?" Ichigo asked.

"Well that depends. Gin has been alive for twenty-nine years, I have only been alive for nineteen of then," Fifteen said.

"So Gin suffered a truamatic event when he was ten years old, and you came?" Ichigo asked.

"Yes," Fifteen said solemnly.

"What happened?" Ichigo asked.

"It is a topic better left untouched," Fifteen said holding up the final slice of apple. "I will say however that the relationship Gin had with his father and elder brothers is similar to the one you suffered with your mother's brothers and father,"

Ichigo felt sick and he looked at Fifteen. "H-...how do you know about my family?" Ichigo asked.

"Maybe I will discuss it with you later," Fifteen said standing slowly, and set the tray on the bed at Ichigo's feet. "You should finish eating, then get some rest," He walked towards the door.

"Wait," Ichigo said and Fifteen looked at him. "Did they find Renji, before something bad happened to him?"

Fifteen left, closing the door. Ichigo gritted his teeth and let out a muffled sob, making the dog that had sniffed Ichigo lift her head and look at him.

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End of Chapter 5

So here we are at the end of chapter five, and I'm leaving you with more questions then answers, consider it my own little mind game. ^_^ I had Renji shot, and you still don't know if Grimmjow's actually gonna make it. Not only that you have questions most likely about Ichigo's uncles and grandfather on his mother's side, as well as Gin's father and brothers right? O well you're just going to have to wait to find out in the next updates.

So I know again, Gin was probably a little OoC because it's hard to make him still there but also have Fifteen who's the dominate personality, it's actually really hard to do, but I'm hopeful that enough of Gin's personality gets through to make him seem like Gin and not Aizen, which in this chapter he's more like Aizen which is kinda.... no really pissing me off, figures I'm being messed with by my own story.

Anyways, thanks for reading, please leave comments and reviews, the more I get, the more I update so keep that in mind if you want faster updates with more juicy goodness in all the right places.

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