Yo! Sorry, I had no idea what month it was, let alone the last time I updated ^_^; Still I wasn't just sat on my arse doing nothing - nope, I now have a beta! Yup, her name's Iarrod and I'm very happy to have her for a beta.

notes:
'italics' = thinking
"normal" = talking
"italics" = telepathy
bold = flashback

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, however I may soon own a limited edition Kuroshitsuji Sound Complete Black Box (fingers crossed!) - Anyways, chapter 4!

Grimmjow leaned against the grubby apartment wall, his azure eyes travelling to the rooms only other occupant, Ukitake Jyuushiro. The white-haired man was currently sleeping on the three-seater sofa, his breathe slightly layboured. Grimmjow frowned. 'He's been like this for three hours already, surely bankai didn't wear him down that much.'

Ukitake had collapsed in the garganta, so Grimmjow had carried him to the other side and found this abandoned place for the two to hide. However it was only a matter of time until Soul Society found them. Sighing, Grimmjow stood properly and closed his eyes, checking for the upteenth time that their location was still secure.

"Well aren't we paranoid?" Opening his eyes, Grimmjow saw Ukitake looking up at him, a soft smile doning his pale face.

Sighing a little, Grimmjow allowed his lips to turn up in a cocky smirk, "Nice ta see ya finaly woke up." Closing the space between them, the arrancar ruffled Ukitake's already messy hair, "You okay?" Ukitake nodded gently, slowly lifting himself to sit properly on the sofa. Grimmjow sat next to him, "So far we're safe, but it's only a matter of time before they find us, right?"

Jyuushiro nodded his head, "Yes, without untraceable Gigai it won't take them long to find our location." At Grimmjow's confused expression, he elaborated. "A Gigai is sort of like a coat that shinigami wear so humans can see them, however they are just as traceable as we are."

"How do you get an untraceable one."

Ukitake smiled brightly, "You ask nicely. Come." Grimmjow's eyes widened and his arm shot out grabbing Ukitake's wrist.

"The hell?! You've been unconscious for three hours, and your still white as a sheet! You need rest!" Ukitake looked away, before placing his free hand on Grimmjow's.

"It's fine. Really." At Grimmjow's disbelieving look, Jyuushiro pulled on his arm, forcing Grimmjow to his feet, "I can rest later, we need to get those Gigai and soon."

'The hell'd I do that for?' Grimmjow thought staring at his hand. Feeling Ukitake's gaze on him, Grimmjow quickly removed his hand from Ukitake's wrist. "Uh, right, sorry." He mumbled avoiding Ukitake's eyes and following the white-haired man swiftly out of the room.

Ukitake took the lead quickly navigating through several alleyways before coming to a stop outside an old, boarded-up shack. "We're here."

"The heck? It's a dump! Why would you put something like 'untraceable Gigai' here?!"

"Because it's a dump. None of the other Captain's would think of looking here." Ukitake said calmly, unsheathing his zanpakuto and sliding it between two planks of wood on the side of the shack. Once he removed it, a door opened before the two beings. Turning to a bewildered Grimmjow, Ukitake asked, "You coming?" Grimmjow nodded numbly following behind.

The inside was nothing like the outside suggested. It was tidy, organised and albeit a little dusty, in almost perfect living condition. Lining the back wall were three large wardrobes, the wall on the left was separated into equal square drawers each with a set of numbers on them, lastly the right-hand wall had a single door in the centre of it. 'Another room maybe,' thought Grimmjow as he saw Ukitake head for the left-hand wall.

"Grimmjow, take whichever matches your size okay?" Ukitake called over his shoulder, pulling open one of the drawers and extracting – a body?!

"EH?! I thought you said they were coats?!" Grimmjow cried his voice rising a few octaves.

"No, I said they were like coats." Ukitake corrected, pulling the body to his chest. At once the old man's yukata faded away as did the body he was holding. In their place, Ukitake was now donning faded black combat trousers with a thin pocket around 13 inches on the right leg and a tight dark blue shirt with sleeves going three-quarters of the way down his arms. On his left wrist was a wide brown leather band with 4 silver studs at 90 degree intervals.

Grimmjow blinked nonplussed, "Well I've never seen that before. Shame it can't dye your hair." Ukitake chuckled quietly as Grimmjow began looking for his own gigai. A few minuets later the arrancar was dressed in white trousers and a purple button-up shirt with a white dinner jacket on top.

As Grimmjow turned to face him, Ukitake nodded his head and went through the door on the right-hand wall, beckoning Grimmjow to follow him. Through the doorway was a narrow stairwell spiralling downwards. Reaching the bottom Grimmjow found himself in another large room, only this one reminded him of the apartment they had left – then it clicked, "Is this some underground compound or something?"

"Well done. You catch on pretty quick," Ukitake confirmed hoarsely from his seat on a low beige sofa, "Take a seat Grimmjow, we're safe here."

"How can you know for certain?" Grimmjow asked, lowering himself next to the clearly exhausted captain. "If you know of this place surely others do too. No way you'd need all those gigai right?"

Jyuushiro nodded tiredly, "Your right about others knowing, but they are all members of my family and would never reveal this place's location. Also there is so much barrier kidō it's impossible for anyone outside my family to open it, so in that sense we can't be caught."

"So not even that captain with the pink kimono knows?" Grimmjow asked, giving his companion a quick once over. Ukitake was still ghostly pale and if Grimmjow was honest with himself it was worrying him. 'But why? That kinda stuff has never been a problem before. So what makes him different?'

"You mean Shunsui?" At Ukitake's voice Grimmjow snapped out of his trail of thought, nodding as he recalled the captains name. "No, even though he's my best friend, he doesn't know about this place – actually there's a lot of things he doesn't know about." Ukitake looked away, training his eyes to the cream coloured carpet. 'So many things, and still you trust me... Shunsui... Why?' Ukitake quickly forced this thought out of his head – it was no good thinking about classified information, he and Grimmjow were likely to be killed anyway so showing him this place wasn't an issue, Shunsui on the other hand-

Jyuushiro sighed, forcing himself back to the present.

"I'm afraid this place is rarely used so food would just keep going out of date – we'll have to get some from one of the shops near here." Ukitake said, slowly getting up, "Though I need to rest for a while – think you can last a little longer without food?"

"Yeah I'm not hungry anyways, but now that ya mention it I could do with some sleep too." Grimmjow yawned, stretching out like a cat before flumping on the sofa. Ukitake watched the arrancar chuckling to himself.

Ukitake walked back over to Grimmjow's sprawled out form, smiling as he noted Grimmjow was already snoring softly. "Night, Grimmjow-kun." Ukitake muttered, stroking Grimmjow's hair as he did so.

Ukitake then exited through yet another door, entering a fairly large, square bedroom consisting of a desk on the far wall with a wooden chair and a raised double bed in the middle of the right hand wall. Not even bothering to change out of his clothes, Jyuushiro clambered into the bed, asleep before his head hit the pillow.

Grimmjow stirred slightly on the sofa, "Good night… Jyuushiro…"

Well that's it for now, I don't know when I'll update next - I have 2 months of exams ahead, joy - not. Anyways I'll get one out around May-ish at the latest I think.

Til then I guess...