You don't need to tell me that i'm the worst human being in the world, I know already. I really need to practice time keeping cuz I can't do it for shit .

In other news, guess who got their second university offer :D!

And yea, I know it's a short one and not what I originally planned to write but nothing's been coming out right lately, I hope this one is good enough.

To The Clawed Butterfly: your review put me in a frenzy of panic but then I remembered that Rukia's gonna be there, all in due time love :)

To the rest of you: Read and enjoy :) x

Cuz if it brings me to my knees, It's a bad religion

-Frank Ocean, Bad Religion

"Have you been on drugs again since that last time?"

Grimmjow winced at the question and unconsciously started rubbing his inner arm, thinking back to just this morning when he was going to rub some of that heroin Gin gave him on the vein of his top lip, just for a temporary high and quickly thanked the Big Man up there for making him think against it. If he had come in high and his father got one good look at him he knew he could kiss his job and this case goodbye-again.

"I ain't been on nothing since that last time old man," he snarled, wincing at the sudden cramp that flared up. Dammit, just when he thought he was doing fine as well...

"Oh really now," said the older man, staring pointedly at the agitated arm. Grimmjow growled at him and stopped, but that didn't stop the phantom itch at all. If anything it made it worse.

"I swear to you I haven't,"

"Ahh, so it's a classic case of the withdrawals then," mused the doctor.

"Ever the perceptive one aren't ya?"

"You'd do well to keep your tongue in check, considering the fact that I'm the only one here that can help you."

Grimmjow thought back to the bottle currently resting in one of his bedside table drawers at home and smirked at him. "Is that so old man?"

Kisuke nodded. "The way I see it there are two ways we can do this, 1. you don't take my help, Kenpachi or even worse yet Byakuya realize you're withdrawing and not only are you off the case you've been working to get back on for the most part of the year, I do believe that they'll put you on indefinite leave, or 2. you take my help as opposed to this pitiful attempt of cold turkey, get better, solve this case and we can all live happily ever after. Plus you get the girl and keep your job." said Kisuke, ticking down the two choices with his fingers.

Grimmjow growled at him. "I refuse to be a lab rat for your fucking dumb experiments Urahara."

"Ohoho, you won't be taking any of my fabulous concoctions Grimm-kun, you'll be taking the good old methadone"

The teal haired man stared at the doctor blankly and then burst out in laughter. He was joking right? He had to be.

"That shit didn't work the last time, what makes you think it'll work now? They made that shit for pussies," he cackled.

"Oh that's rich coming from you Mr. Crying-down-the-phone-for-help-because-you-almost-poisoned-yourself-with-heroin. You take the methadone or you go cold turkey completely. Cold turkey means you'll be taking days off until you have a straight frame of mind and can work without rubbing your arm or glancing around the room like a paranoid rabbit and it also means that still means that you'll be out of a job. But I must say I'm impressed Grimmjow, to be honest I'm surprised you're even standing straight" finished Kisuke. The younger immediately stopped rubbing his arm again and glared at the man.

Oh how he hated Urahara Kisuke. Some orphans got the good parents, take Nel for instance, who just didn't give a fuck and treated you like the sun shone out your ass while he got the crazy doctor/scientist/ex forensics and research captain/ex lieutenant of the narcotics division. And a foster mom that trained the SWAT team whenever she felt like it and also came from a "long line of ancient assassins".

Normal for him ended the day Kurosaki Isshin suggested that he meet the enigma that was the Urahara and Shihoin couple. And just because it meant that he'd be able to see Neliel a lot more often now that she had a family, he took their offer. And it seemed as if he would be living to regret it for the rest of his life.

"Are you gonna take my offer or not, I've got Nel-chan's physiotherapy session to monitor in 10 minutes I'm really strapped for time." sighed the doctor, waving his fan around in bored motions.

"Fine," Grimmjow grit out in defeat. He hated coming to this man for help, it always came back to bite him in the ass somehow. "What's the catch?"

"Catch? No catch. But for the sanity of your mother, whose nerves are shot to hell because of you by the way I've decided to help you clean up once and for all. "

A small cup containing a light pink liquid was placed in his hand. He frowned. "Aren't you going to inject me?"

"Oh sure, give the withdrawals sufferer a needle to play with, that'll make him way better," replied the doctor in a sarcastic tone. "You will drink it, twice a day for the next few weeks, hopefully by then you'll be back on track. Now hurry up, I've got a lot of things to get through today."

Grimmjow frowned at the cup and knocked it back, grimacing at the taste.

"So what're you gonna do if I get hitched on this?" asked Grimmjow casually, standing and heading for the door.

"Well, you did say it was for pussies. Can you afford to get hitched on such a basic opiate Grimm-kun?" asked Kisuke wistfully, opening the door.

"Fuck you Urahara."

Nel watch Grimmjow leave stiff backed behind Urahara and for some reason she couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong with him.

"Ichigo..is there something wrong with Grimmjow-kun?"

The red head shrugged. "He seemed fine today, why d'you ask?"

"He seems a little off" she said quietly.

"I'm sure it's nothing to worry bout, now let's have Inoue get that needle out your arm," he said, gesturing to the nurse.

Said nurse blushed and started doing her job. "Urahara-san should be back soon and then we'll start you on your physiotherapy, it's important that you don't strain yourself with this Nel-chan, especially with your condition," she said softly. The younger girl nodded in understanding, wincing at the feel of the needle being gently removed from her hand.

Neither girls noticed Ichigo moving closer to them.

"What condition?"

Orihime jumped and in effect the needle was yanked from Nel's arm, causing the girl to cry out in pain. Her hand shot back, knocking her book from under her pillow to the floor. No one noticed it however, to engrossed with the current dilemma of Nel bleeding.

"Oh shit, I'm so sorry!"

"K-Kurosaki-kun you can't just do that when I'm doing something as delicate as handling a needle I could have seriously injured her!" exclaimed Orihime, grabbing alcohol wipes and a bandage.

"Shit- Inoue I'm so sorry I really didn't mean to, Nel I'm sorry-"

"Ichi it's fine really, just a small pain, nothing serious," replied the bed bound girl.

"You sure?"

"Yea, nothing serious at all," smiled Nel.

"Oh..you dropped your book, lemmie get it for you,"

At that time three things happened.

Ichigo picked up the book and looked at the cover.

Urahara-san and Grimmjow entered the room.

Orihime noticed the extra needle marks on Nel's hand.

I stopped it there because what I wrote after needed fine pruning and a good hard think

Til next time!