Chapter 9: Just...why?

"Hey! Berry! Wait up."

Ichigo sighed loudly as he turned on the sidewalk to give a blank stare to his master. His hands shaking slightly as he remembered that awful cool metal Grimmjow had placed in his hands. He cursed himself for letting it get to him. It's because of his weakness that Shiro cried.

It was a new school day and also the day after his panic attack, Ichigo had woken up to his big brother holding his hand desperately as he let silent tears fall from his eyes. The look of pain in the eyes of the only person he ever looked up to, besides his parents, that pain made Ichigo feel like the worst person on the planet.

Ichigo didn't even think of blaming Grimmjow. In his mind the guy didn't really know, he blamed himself for being a weak boy that made his loving big brother cry.

"What are you doing here?" Ichigo asked curiously with a raised eyebrow once Grimmjow caught up, the blue haired bo-man not even looking slightly out of breath though he ran quite the distance. Ichigo was walking to his school considering it wasn't that far from his place. His hands clenched into fists behind him because he had this feeling like Grimmjow was going to make fun of him for the day before and he'd have to deal with it without lashing out.

The orange headed teenager decided that he'd do as Grimmjow says with no backtalk, just follow orders as they're given. He'd do absolutely anything as long as his brother's hard work didn't go to waste because he couldn't swallow his damn pride. He could never forgive himself for that.

Grimmjow looked at him with a confused expression. "What you talking about? I'm walking with you to school. Now hurry up or we're going to be late." Grimmjow growled as he nudged Ichigo's shoulder roughly, though not as rough as usual, and walked ahead of him towards the direction to the school.

Ichigo scowled as he looked at the back of the other's head but followed him all the same, keeping a suitable amount of distance between them.

They walked like that for a few minutes and even got more than halfway to school, before Grimmjow just suddenly stopped, turned around with a growl rumbling in his chest, stomped towards a stunned Ichigo, grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him along as he walked to school, making sure Ichigo stood beside him.

"C'mon already. Stop lagging behind. You're the one that actually cares about getting to school on time." Grimmjow mumbled a reply without looking at Ichigo for he could feel those intense eyes staring right at him and he hoped Ichigo didn't notice the slight blush he could feel on his cheeks.

I'm blushing. I'm fucking blushing because he's staring at me. Have I lost all balls? Has my penis unknowingly gone and folded into a vagina? Someone tell me, did I pull the whole Freaky Friday shit with one of those girls that send Kurosaki idol like glances? For if I have...I will need a rope and a tree.

Grimmjow stopped his dramatic imagination when he heard something he wasn't quite used to around him. Ichigo laughed, if only slightly, and Grimmjow didn't know why but the sound made his heart beat faster and a small smile to appear on his face.

"I cannot believe you of all people just told me not to be late. D...did you actually come to pick me up cause of...yesterday?" Ichigo asked awkwardly, he couldn't even look Grimmjow in the eyes and act like his usual temperamental self, he just felt so ashamed.

Grimmjow scowled at the way Ichigo withdrew himself. This wasn't his Berry. His Berry wouldn't ever beat around the bush like that. His Berry would even be yelling at him for the entire situation for even Grimmjow knew it was his fault entirely and itching to apologize but that is not a Grimmjow thing to do. This was wrong. He wanted that annoying, loud-mouthed, easily pissed off commoner that was highly intelligent, talented and the cheekiness shit he ever met. He wanted the annoying brat that always challenged him even though he was in a sticky situation, never losing that fire in his eyes. That stupid brat that smiled every time his loving big brother was mentioned, that stupid smile that did things to Grimmjow's stupid chest.

"Forget about it idiot." Grimmjow snarled as he wrapped a friendly arm over Ichigo's shoulders and pulled him close, still walking on to school. They noticed the gates to the school and Grimmjow actually winced when he noticed his fan group there waiting for him.

Ichigo held in a shiver, something that always happened when Grimmjow touched him, especially like that. Fuck! Does he know what he's doing to my libido? He's honestly way too sexy.

He looked up at Grimmjow with a questioning gaze. Then he saw Grimmjow's mischievous grin spread on his face and he knew he wasn't going to like the next thing that came out of his own personal asshole's mouth.

"I mean you would wanna forget about how you broke down like a pathetic little thing. You looked so sad, I honestly felt bad for you." Grimmjow teased a she got the response he was looking for, only a lot more violent than expected.

Ichigo's compliant expression from before changed into one of anger as his usual scowl finally appeared on his face and that fire from before came back. He glared at Grimmjow ferociously, the way a lion would when truly pissed off.

Yeah Ichigo. Don't lose that fight in you. I fucking love it.

Ichigo hit Grimmjow up the head. Hard. With his knuckles.

"Ow! God damn it Kurosaki." Grimmjow moaned as he pulled away from Ichigo and rubbed the abused spot.

"Shut up! Don't you dare call me fucking pathetic. Everyone is scared of something and you were the twisted shit that triggered my reaction so suck it you fucking asshole!" Ichigo yelled at Grimmjow looking positively livid.

Even though it was completely out of character of him, he smiled at Ichigo. Not scowled, grinned or snarled an actual smile. Ichigo thought it was annoyingly...fucking adorable.

"There's the smart mouthed Berry I'm used to." Grimmjow teased, his smile turning to his usual grin again.

Ichigo was confused. "I thought you'd want a simple and compliant slave." Ichigo said, feeling slightly disgusted at how used he was at calling himself that.

Grimmjow scowled as he thought that over. He decided it just wasn't as fun.

He closed his eyes and sighed loudly, then he ruffled Ichigo's head like one would do to a little brother or kohai. "Just be yourself you idiot. I'm still keeping you my slave cause I'm not bored of you yet. And believe it or not...you actually...worried me yesterday." Grimmjow said through clenched teeth as he looked away because his cheeks felt unnaturally warm.

Ichigo looked up to glare at him and tell him he didn't need his pity but then his look softened when he saw the rather bright blush on Grimmjow's face. He couldn't hold in the smile even if he tried.

"Wow Grimmjow." Ichigo said softly making Grimmjow turn to face him and his breath hitched against his throat.

Ichigo was smiling at him. Like full blown and genuine and bright and with slightly red cheeks and those eyes and...wooooooow. He's so...so fuckable? Nah that's not right, though he is, huh? I mean...what the fuck is up with my belly? Is something flying in there? Oh no! Don't tell me I swallowed a bee again! My chest hurts too but...in a good way? I DON'T EVEN MAKE SENSE TO MYSELF! Oh he's talking...listen!

"I didn't know you cared. Thanks." Ichigo told him and his smile actually got cuter and Grimmjow's heart just couldn't take it. He felt like if he didn't escape Ichigo's smile might be the cause of his short life.

Grimmjow made a grunting sound. "See it as you want to. I'm going. See ya." Grimmjow said making to leave but a warm but calloused hand stopped him by holding his wrist.

"Wait. Forgot to tell you! Made you some lunch so I'll meet with you guys on the roof okay?" Ichigo was still smiling.

"Y-you made me...lunch?" Grimmjow asked, completely thrown off guard.

Ichigo looked confused again. "Yeah. You told me to last week remember? Shiro made one too for your cousin to say thanks."

It took him a while to understand why this was turning into a big deal for him. So Ichigo made him lunch, well then he'll just have to eat it.

"Okay. See ya at lunch." He wouldn't admit it but he ran. He ran all the way to the secluded area of his rather big locker. He hit his head against the locker four times before he asked himself the question that's been bugging him secretly but has been avoiding.

"Ichigo...what the fuck are you doing to me?"

"Hey Ichigo!" The sound of that quirky voice was grating on Grimmjow's nerves.

"Hey Rukia. Sup Shuuhei, how's it going?" Ichigo asked his...friends (?) as he packed up his bag for lunch just started and Grimmjow was actually waiting for him for once. He had no idea if the blue headed bully was just being nice to him because of yesterday or he's just scared of his big brother. Ichigo thought a bit of both at first but then it seemed like the foul mouthed asshole wasn't even aware of how he was treating Ichigo today.

He had been so unnaturally nice to him. Even his friends seemed worried. He'd apologize, like actually say the words, if he bumped Ichigo but then curse like a sailor at an innocent first year he'd bump into. He caught Ichigo when he was about to trip and sure he did sneer and flick his forehead rudely, he still caught him. The weirdest thing he did on that day was when he...he opened the door for class for Ichigo. The whole class stared at them like they were looking at a clone, and all Grimmjow did was growl at them before slumping in his seat to take a nap. Ichigo didn't question anything, not a single thing because he guiltily enjoyed the treatment.

It felt like they were becoming such great friends. Well, even if he's still his slave and knew it was all a farce.

"We just thought you'd like to join us for lunch." Shuuhei asked expectantly. He really wanted to be good friends with Ichigo, mainly because he was a cool guy and the fact that he sorta knew his crush, Renji was just a large bonus.

Shuuhei Hisagi. Adopted son of Kaname Tousen, a big name in the law world. Having put down over a hundred cases and being one of the good lawyers that never take bribes. Bringing true justice to all.

"Ca-" Ichigo tried to answer as he brought out two lunches.

"He can't. He's having his lunch with the amazing me instead. Why don't you two crawl back into the hole you came from." Grimmjow snarled viciously. He hated the way the dark haired and tattooed guy was looking at Ichigo. It made his fucking blood boil in something completely foreign to him.

"Ichigo can think for himself." Shuuhei said evenly, never one to have an argument with anyone. He already had enough of those with his brother, Kazeshini.

Ichigo looked at Grimmjow with a raised eyebrow as he tried to understand Grimmjow's massive change in behavior.

"Sorry guys. I did agree to have lunch with him. He even forced me to make him lunch, the lazy shit. I'll see you guys around." Ichigo said as he picked out the two lunches from his bag and left the room, Grimmjow getting off his seat and following him with this odd smile on his face. He didn't even turn around to tease the two.

Rukia and Shuuhei seemed surprised. Then they decided to put the pieces together. "Ichigo had made Grimmjow lunch even if it was an order, a strange one at that. Grimmjow's the richest kid in school. He could have the best gourmet if he just snapped his fingers." Rukia stated first. "Grimmjow was acting completely out of character where Ichigo is involved" Shuuhei went on ahead.

"But Ichigo's still acting the same, even looked rather confused at Grimmjow's drastic change in behavior."

"Grimmjow seemed rather...possessive don't you think?" Shuuhei asked. He so didn't want to rush into a guess but if what he thought was true, Grimmjow would finally get what's been coming to him.

"You don't think...No fucking way! Hahaha! He couldn't be." Rukia laughed, an evil glint in her eyes.

"Do you honestly think he does?" Shuuhei asked with an unsure expression on his face. The guy's an asshole yeah but he's also Renji's best friend so he doesn't want any bad cred being sent to his crush since second year.

"Not really sure but God I do hope so. He deserves to know what it feels like to be crushed, emotionally and psychologically."

Grimmjow had slept with Rukia when they were in third year. At the time he was the love of her life, the kind of man she wanted in her life. Strong, brave, bold and wild. He was her definition of Prince Charming, she was so naïve, she gave up her virginity for a so called Prince that forgot who she was the next day. She had broken down for a while and her brother nearly lost his mind with worry and Byakuya Kuchiki wasn't a man that was to be troubled with a teens love life drama. She hated Grimmjow more than she could hate anyone in all her life. The man had literally shoved his fist through her heart and laughed as she died slowly.

She wanted Ichigo to do the same to him and she'd find a way to make that happen. One way or another.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

"Oh look it's the bitch!" Nnoitra's annoying voice and term grated on Ichigo's nerves but he didn't say anything because he felt like he'd lose brain cells if he did.

He took his usual sit beside Renji and in front of Yumichika, Grimmjow sat right beside him, glaring at his annoying tall and lanky friend.

"Shut it Gilga." He all but snarled which made the one eyed piano teeth scowled questioningly, as well did he rest of he group though Grimmjow paid no notice to this.

"Hey. Leave the guy alone. Here's your fucking lunch." Ichigo said, his voice laced with the usual irritation n it when he's addressing Grimmjow and Grimmjow only, sometimes Nnoitra as well.

"You made him...lunch?" Renji asked confused but trying to keep his lips from twitching when he noticed Grimmjow's slightly embarrassed expression. He hadn't seen this in a while. Grimmjow showing emotions other than anger, irritation and his sadistic nature.

"Yeah. His royal pain in my ass asked me too because he liked my lunch better than his. Hey isn't yours made by Aimeric-san? His food is amazing!" Ichigo protests as he glared a Grimmjow.

Grimmjow shrugged as he opened up he bento box Ichigo had made for him. It looked amazing. So much meat!

"I like your food better. Not sure why." Grimmjow says as he uses a fork to take a bit of the food and ate it. His face lit up, he had a light blush on his cheeks as he looked down at the food with shiny eyes and the look of an excited child. The others couldn't look away, Grimmjow, the man that they had seen take down twelve armed thugs by himself with a wild and bloody smile on his face, looked so cute as he looked at Ichigo's cooking like it was his favorite thing on the planet.

Grimmjow looked at Ichigo with a now determined look on his face, Ichigo rose an eyebrow at him, though he could barely keep his scowl going, the guy just looked too cute at that moment. He sighed and placed his food gently on the ground in front of him then turned to look at Grimmjow. "Yes?"

"Make my lunch from now own. You make the absolute best bento I have ever tasted! Like fuck you want a job as my cook?" Grimmjow gushed as he ate the entire thing greedily when he saw Ikkaku and Renji lean forward to try and steal some. Ichigo actually smiled slightly at the compliment and the expression made Grimmjow...blush. The entire situation seemed so foreign to the guys. Ichigo gave Grimmjow gave him the rest of his bento and the excited look on the blue headed teen's face made Ichigo feel kinda proud of his skills.

They all noticed Grimmjow's slight change in behavior. It was very small, and most people won't notice unless they were really looking for it or were not hanging out with him all the time but his friends noticed it around last week and even then they were not even sure how it started.

Whenever Grimmjow looked at Ichigo, there was this...look in his eyes. At first Ikkaku had thought of it was confusion because it honestly did look like it for a moment, like something about Ichigo confused him. Then something else was added on top of that confusion and Yumichika had noticed it as some odd kind of respect. The fact that Ichigo had gotten the respect of the blue headed wild card so quickly shocked them a bit but after getting to know the scowling teenager they could understand where it came from. They were too similar, Ichigo being the more reserved one. They clashed in a kind of good way, and not just because of their strange hair colors. They then thought that they'd be having a new member of their group and Renji pouted for the entire week thinking his best friend was replacing him. Then Nnoitra noticed another emotion that had appeared out of nowhere when they were changing in the locker room for P.E. Grimmjow had stared at Ichigo unknowingly as the orange head took off his shirt. Nnoitra had seen that Ichigo made Grimmjow horny and he could get that, Grimmjow was into that whole butt sex thing as well as good pussy but it was the way he looked after that, when that Shuuhei guy held Ichigo's hand for a moment to pull him towards he coach, he had this look of pure possessive rage that only lasted a moment but Nnoitra had seen it. When he told the others they had come to the rather scary conclusion.

Their Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, has a school boy crush on his slave which he blackmailed to be his slave by using his own brother against him, and he doesn't even know about his feelings yet.

Renji saw the whole thing as a complicated monstrosity but also hopes that they do end up together, he thought that Ichigo could bring back his best friend, the one that hugged him when he was crying when they were only three years old, not the one that'd call him weak if he lost a fight. Ikkaku and Nnoitra thought that all their blue headed leader had to do was fuck him and he'd be over it. Yumichika kinda freaked everyone out when he asked what color of table cloth they'd have for their beautiful wedding.

"Uh no thanks. Got enough jobs thank you. Sure I'll make your lunch. I ain't got a choice now do I?" Ichigo answered the question, feeling that slight depression he got when he thought that he and Grimmjow couldn't ever be friends. If the guy wasn't sadistic and awful with women, he'd actually be a really good friend.

Grimmjow's excited expression fell as he scowled at Ichigo, he didn't know what came over him but he was about to tell him he doesn't want him to be his slave anymore, but just as he opened his mouth Ichigo got up from his seat, carried his bag and placed his hands in his pockets then he started walking away.

"Where are you going Ichigo?" Yumichika asked already missing the beautiful orange hair. It was like a great contrast in between color between Grimmjow and Renji.

"Lunch is almost over. Need to check on my brother. I...he didn't look okay this morning." Ichigo answers tensely, not really wanting to answer but doing so anyways because he actually liked the beautiful man. His personality reminded him of Shinji's.

"Need company?" Grimmjow offered, then he suddenly wanted to bite his tongue because Grimmjow never asked someone if they wanted his company because they all would but Ichigo practically runs away from just the scent of him. He didn't even want to acknowledge the pang he got in his chest at the thought.

Ichigo turned to give him a dark look. The look burned Grimmjow in a painful way on the inside. It was like Ichigo was trying to murder him with just those passionate amber-gold eyes. For a moment they turned almost as gold as Shiro's.

"Why the fuck would I want to be around you more than necessary?" Ichigo growled at him. One would think that after the morning Ichigo would've been a lot better with Grimmjow but the thought of how depressed his bother was because Grimmjow wanted to play with his mind, it pissed him off, especially because it was a weakness he couldn't conquer. Oddly enough he didn't hate the blue headed bastard but he was immensely pissed off with him. He needs time to cool off before he can continue with the farce that they are friends. There was also this nagging thought that annoyed him, the thought that Grimmjow looked adorable when he stuffed his face like a child. He could not think like that. It only increased his anger.

Grimmjow actually recalls at the huge amount of animosity in the other's voice. It was like he was slapped. I...I thought we were good. I thought you said we were good? Ichigo...stop looking at me like that. I'm sorry for whatever is making you look at me like that. I'm not her so stop looking at me like that. Stop it. I'm not a monster okay so stop looking at me like I am! Stop it! STOP! Grimmjow shook his head of those thoughts before he couldn't breath. He looked back at Ichigo but the other had already turned away.

Ichigo then left, closing the door without looking behind him.

Immediately the door closed, Grimmjow set off these depressing and angry vibes as he looked down, making his hair shield his eyes. He was pouting. Grimmjow was actually pouting. Renji and Ikkaku couldn't believe their eyes. Yumichika was trying desperately not to laugh at the guy while Nnoitra had slept off.

"What the hell did I do? Stupid fucking Berry. The bastard randomly getting angry with me." Grimmjow mumbles angrily to himself as he pulled his knees close to himself.

Yumichika couldn't hold it in anymore. He burst out laughing uncontrollably making Grimmjow spare him a quick glance before going back to feeling abandoned.

"What's funny feather brain?" Grimmjow mutters irritably. He had completely forgotten those guys were there and the fact that he was acting out of character made him feel embarrassed so he covered it up with irritation.

"I'm s-sorry. Hah! It's just that...you're so whipped! HAHAHA!" Yumichika breathes out before he burst out laughing again. It was just so unorthodox. Grimmjow, the playboy of all playboys, the king of sexy was being pouty over a guy walking out on him. He just never thought he'd see the day.

"What are you talking about?" Grimmjow asked, his eyes narrowed at the overly beautiful man wondering what he was playing at.

Just as Yumichika was about to spill the beans at last so the idiot would act on his feelings, though he honestly doubted Grimmjow would believe him anyways, the man being almost as emotionally stunted as his cousin, the door to the roof opened and Ichigo came back still with that angry expression on his face. He walked back towards them until he was in front of Grimmjow. He squatted so that he was eye to eye to Grimmjow, glaring into those blue eyes that he could only ever describe as beautiful. They glared back at him, daring him to do or say something that'd start the fight they've both been itching to have but refrain from it to avoid hurting each other. They don't know why but the thought of hurting the other person, again, actually makes them wince in discomfort.

"Look...Sorry for what I said. I'm just on edge from worrying about Shiro. If I don't do it who will? So yeah, sorry." Ichigo apologized, his voice not strained or filled with anger, it sounded honest though his glare didn't lighten up at all. He felt like he may be slightly bi-polar with how his emotions seemed to be all over the place that day.

Grimmjow just looked at him. "Hmm okay. Now where is the real Ichigo?" He teased as he looked around. An angry tick formed on Ichigo's forehead and he hit Grimmjow on the head out of annoyance. "I'm apologizing you ass! The least you could do was accept it." Ichigo yelled at Grimmjow. Grimmjow rubbed the throbbing spot Ichigo had hit hard, he could feel a bump but strangely he didn't have the urge to hit Ichigo back. "Owwww! You're one violent fucker that's for sure." Ichigo sighed in exasperation as he looked at Grimmjow then noticed Grimmjow had this huge splash of soy sauce on the side of his face.

He clicked his tongue in irritation. "You're like a giant child I swear. Are you fucking five?" Ichigo asked, a teasing tone laced with his words.

"What's that supposed to mean Kurosaki? Watch what you fucking call me." Grimmjow snarled feeling like he was being made fun off.

He scoffed with a roll of his eyes before he used his thumb to get the sauce off his face. As his thumb gently brushed against Grimmjow's cheek, Grimmjow's breath hitched when he felt that warm comforting hand graze his cheek, he wasn't sure but it felt like something a lover would do. He then noticed Ichigo's intense gaze was almost directly on his lips and he couldn't help but swallow heavily, he was forcing himself not to blush, especially when Ichigo licked his thumb and then used the wet digit to wipe off the rest of the dried up sauce but some off it wouldn't come off and it was annoying Ichigo.

He growled underneath his breath as he used his other hand to hold the other side of Grimmjow's face, it looked like he was cupping Grimmjow's cheek and by this point the blue headed teenager's face a bright red.

The guys watched their entire interaction. All of them wondering when Ichigo would realize how intimate his usually motherly actions looked at the moment, especially with how flustered Grimmjow looked. If they didn't know better, they would've thought Ichigo was about to kiss Grimmjow passionately with how intense his stare was, but then again Ichigo's stare is always intense.

"There we go. Honestly stop being an animal every time you eat...Are you okay?" Ichigo said after he had licked the soy sauce off his thumb and asked the question when Grimmjow looked like he was red with a fever.

"F-fine. Don't you have to check on your brother? The bell goes in ten minutes." Grimmjow distracted him hoping it'd work, and it did.

Ichigo's eyes widened at this and he quickly got up. "You're right! Got to go. See ya in class. Tell me if you're coming over tonight. Shiro and I are making pasta." He quickly said before rushing out of the rooftop letting Grimmjow sigh in relief as he sinks on the fence on the side of the rooftop. That was close, if he hadn't left I would've probably said something stupid.

"You really wanna fuck 'im don't ya?" The sound of Nnoitra's voice made Grimmjow bristle. Yumichika sighed. "Tact was and would never be your strong point Gilga." Nnoitra grinned like it was a compliment.

"Seriously Grimmjow even I can tell you want to pound that ass." Nnoitra says looking at Grimmjow with an unusually serious expression. He'd never admit it, never out loud for he's not a woman that talks about feelings, but he does give a shit about his little group of misfits. They were all he had outside his fucking weird family of fight crazy psychopaths, even if he was one of those fight crazy psychopaths.

Every single one of them especially want to be there for Grimmjow. He's the one that brought them together when they were kids, he's the reason they were each others' support. That's the true reason why they think of him as their leader. And leaders need to be protected, whether they like it or not.

Grimmjow scoffed, though a sad smile was on is face. "Of course I want to fuck him. He's like my perfect guy rolled into one gorgeous tanned body and tight looking ass. He also looks so fucking sexy when he's pissed."

"Then what's holding you back? With your other slaves when you thought they were fuckable all you had to do was order them and they were in your bed, most were even the horny fuckers to beg for it. So what's stopping you from forcing the orange headed bitch to submit?" Every word from Nnoitra's mouth made Renji cringe and Grimmjow wince. Ikkaku shrugged because he was thinking the same thing. Yumichika just clicked his tongue at the rather crude way he put it.

Grimmjow looked genuinely pained at the thought of treating Ichigo like the others. It seemed so wrong now that he thought about it, though he used to be set on treating him like that, he just couldn't think of doing such a thing at that moment. "Can't do that. Ichigo's...not like the others. He's...there's something different about him...I want to fuck him senseless but then I also don't want it to be just the once...I can only explain it as wanting something more but...I don't know what it is. I'm so confused guys." He sighed as he placed an arm over his face. Renji wanted to help him, they all did, but he knew that this was something Grimmjow needed to learn this on his own. He needed to understand what it was like to care and be cared for. He only knows one night stands because one night stands don't hurt him. This is something completely new to him and he's lost.

"You'll figure it out. I of all people know you're smart, smarter than most of us. Now bell's about to go and I need to find a rich bitch to fuck in the bathrooms while classes are going on. See ya." Nnoitra said as he fluidly got up and walked away.

The other three got up and left, noticing that Grimmjow needed time to think. The bell went but he didn't move still trying to understand what was wrong with him.

"Ichigo..." He whispered his name, almost like it was some kind of spell.

...Why does the thought of you make me feel like I am falling off a cliff? And why does that make me happy?

Why do I smile when I think of you?

He thought of Ichigo's smiling face, directed at him, the warmth of his hand. His angry looks, his violent punches, his amazing food, his saxophone playing. His eyes.

Why is my heart beating so fast?

Just...why?

Sorry it took me so long to update. Had tests all week and I'm in the yearbook club so we were busy all week and you probably don't care...Sorry!

Anyways I hope you like it. To explain Ichigo's constant change of emotions; the whole panic attack thing kinda messes with his head and his emotions are usually all over the place after it happens. It's like a side effect.

Please review and let me know what you think! Pleaseeeee! Reviews are my reason for living! Not really but I like them a lot.

Ciao from,

Grimmjowislife.

P.S: Could anyone give me ideas for a DRAMAtical Murder story? I've been itching to write one about Aoba/Noiz.