disclaimer: i don't own bleach, but i do own eris, rikka, zombie ninjas, and Kakimushirareta Yajuu.

yo! so it took me a while to get this finished (i am now typing at regular times, since it is healthier for my brain). don't expect a chapter until tomorrow, and if all of a sudden i stop uploading, then i haven't had time to get on, but i mean to upload a chapter every day or every two days. now, i don't have anything to babble about up here today ( i have plenty of babbling to do at the end of this chapter), so enjoy!

Chapter 13: Level Off

"Shit!" Ichigo cursed, and brought his zanpakuto up in a defensive position, widening his stance. Grimmjow's hair had grown long, swaying behind him. The mask remanants on the side of his face were gone, but his body was almost completely covered in white now. His blades and claws were terrifyingly sharp, and he reeked of Arrancar power. He flew towards Ichigo, claws out, ready to attack. Ichigo shifted his zanpakuto to take on Grimmjow.

He's stronger, but I am too. I can beat him... Ichigo promised himself, but was thoroughly confused with Grimmjow darted straight past him, roaring angrily, claws tearing into the skin of another ninja-dude that had been standing right behind Ichigo, completely undetected, ready to take a swing and behead him.

Unlike the other assassins, this guy had a lot of his head unconvered, revealing black hair. Even feeling his reiatsu, Ichigo could tell that this guy was practically a different species from his minions. The assassin Shunpoed away, but Grimmjow was enough of a Sonido master to easily keep up. He swung his arm so that the blades on his arm tore into the assassin, who shrieked in pain. The Arrancar opened his mouth to roar, and having seen this attack before, Ichigo and Eris covered their ears and braced themselves for the shockwave. As a result, everyone was sent flying but the two of them. They backed away from the fight between Grimmjow and the assassin.

Grimmjow swung his claws at deadly speed straight towards the assassin's chest, blocking with his elbow when the man brought his zankpakuto up. He sprang lithely into the air, his feet lashing out, and tearing into the assassin's chest. Ichigo winced as he watched the fight. Every strike from Grimmjow was powerful enough to destroy the ground around him. Whenever he touched down, he sprang back up with such force that he made craters. The Vizard recalled his fights with Grimmjow well, and he knew that he was a dangerous opponent before release. Now that he was in Resurreccion, Ichigo could almost sympathize with the assassin due to the extreme pain Grimmjow was about to put him through. Almost.

"So, what's your name?!" Grimmjow roared, grinning as he locked hakuda attacks with the man. The man didn't answer, just Shunpoed away. Grimmjow Sonidoed behind him, and punched him so hard the man went flying into a tree, which cracked and fell over him. "Don't feel like talking, eh? That's alright. I'll just kill you!"

His whip-like tale lashed out towards the man's neck, wrapping around it quickly, and yanking, snapping it in an instant. The man's eyes rolled back into his head, and he collapsed to the ground. Grimmjow settled on the ground, releasing his Resurreccion form. He sheathed his zanpakuto. He turned to look at Ichigo. "I saw that little move of yours earlier. Now, in about a minute this guy is gonna get back up. You either wanna vaporize the bastard, or get some serious little Shinigami spells ready."

"Urahara will want to take a look at him." Ishida concluded, and Rukia cast a high level bakudo on the limp man. Ichigo stared at Grimmjow incredulously.

"You're honestly not trying to kill me." Ichigo stated. "I must be dreaming." Grimmjow snorted and rolled his eyes.

"Don't get cocky, Shinigami. I'm under orders, and attacking you would be directly in violation of those orders. I'd prefer not to have my soul vaporized, so you're in the clear this time." Something in Grimmjow's eyes darkened. "Besides, I saw what you did. I'm not strong enough to take you on yet, but when I am, you're going to wish you killed me when you had the chance." Ichigo took a second to quietly think about how to answer. He was about to say something, when Eris hopped onto his back, wrapping her arms around her shoulders and her legs around his waist.

"Challenge accepted!" She declared. "I'm going to film this." Ichigo sighed, and reached his arms around to support, piggy-back style. Grimmjow grinned.

"And who are you?"

"You can call me Eris." She said simply. "By the way, nice Resurreccion." She batted an eye at him playfully. Grimmjow's maniacal grin widened.

"So, you as good of a fighter than him?" He inquired, jerking a thumb at the orange-haired Vizard. She shot him a crazy grin that rivaled his own.

"Do you want to test me?"

"Unfortunately, fighting is not what I had in mind doing with you." She wiggled her eyebrows at him.

"Sounds suggestive."

"It is."

"Stop flirting with him!" Ichigo snapped. She patted him on the head. He swatted her hand away.

"Oi, Ichi-baby, are you jealous?" She teased. Grimmjow nearly had a seizure trying not to laugh. Everyone else, who had been staring at Grimmjow like they were about to rip his throat out, stopped, struggling not to make fun of Ichigo. He sighed.

"No." He took another second of thought. "And since when do you call me that?" She shrugged.

"Methinks the Strawberry doth protest too much. Now deal or I'll call you Ichi-berry." He shut up, but growled and simmered. He wasn't sure what was worse; the nicknames, or the humiliation. Eris flirting with Grimmjow really didn't bother him all that much. She flirted with every guy, especially those that enjoyed fighting as much as she did. But did she have to do it in front of him? It was just gross. Now that he thought about it, that was probably the only reason she was flirting with him.

"You're not allowed to read Shakespeare anymore." He said, before speaking to Grimmjow. "So, Grimmjow, since you aren't going to kill me-,"

"Yet!"

"Shut up, Eris. Anyways, who's orders are you under, and what are they?" Grimmjow sighed.

"I'm technically under orders to protect you two, you more than her." Eris clutched her chest, and hiked herself up on Ichigo's chest, so she could sway melodramatically.

"I'm hurt! It weight heavily upon my heart..." She said, adjusting her pitch as she did. Grimmjow grinned at her.

"Meh, protection is overrated. I have other ideas." She set her elbows on the top of Ichigo's mass of orange spikes.

"Hmm. I may want to hear these ideas."

"Oh really?"

"Yuppers. Let's hear this, Grimmy-kins." When Grimmjow opened his mouth, Ichigo pulled out his zanpkauto. Grimmjow's mouth shut with a click. Eris laughed as Ichigo sheathed Zangetsu again.. "Maybe later?"

"Maybe NEVER." Ichigo snapped. "Who told you that, and why would you agree?" Grimmjow sighed.

"I don't know who he is, but it was after you left me out to die. He came over and healed me. He even gave me a major power boost. Just for that, I wouldn't kill him, but even if I had wanted to, I couldn't have. He was insanely powerful, maybe even more so than Aizen ever was."

Clearly, Grimmjow had never seen Aizen's final Hogyoku form.

"He left me to do whatever in Hueco Mundo, but he gave me specific instructions. That I was to come here, today, at this exact time, release my Resurreccion and protect the both of you from whatever tried to hurt you. He said that if I let the girl die, I would probably be in big trouble, but no matter what, if you died, he'd rip my soul in half as punishment. Now, I've never seen that happen before, but it sounds damn painful." Grimmjow explained. Ichigo shivered.

"Get a hole punched through your chest and then you're allowed to complain." He muttered. "You don't have a name or anything?" Grimmjow shook his head.

"He wore a black cloak the entire time. I never even saw his face." Everybody stood in silence, considering this. It was Eris who spoke first.

"Well, obviously, I need to punch his lights out for holding me in lower regard than carrot-top." Grimmjow snickered, smirking. Ichigo sighed.

"Your violent tendencies are going to get you in serious trouble some day."

"Ne, I can hide behind you and Grimmy-kins." Ichigo sighed again, glancing over to everyone else. Renji, Rukia, Ishida, and Toshiro seemed stunned, Rukia a little angrier than them. Byakuya looked calculating.

"You guys have been awfully quiet. Care to share your thoughts?"

"We can't trust him." Rukia said immediately.

"I don't plan on it." Ichigo confirmed. "Anything else?" Byakuya spoke slowly.

"I do not believe he is lying. It would benefit us to have someone else helping to protect the both of you, and we are close if he attempts something." Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer. Rukia shot her older brother an evil look, which intensified as she turned it onto Grimmjow, who seemed preoccupied with scraping the dirt out from under his nails. Ishida's mind was now racing at a million miles a minute, as he weighed out pros and cons.

"I agree with Kuchiki-taicho." He said after a long pause. "He has already proved that his purpose is not to kill us." Renji sighed.

"I don't trust him, but as long as he doesn't try anything, I can live with it." Toshiro finally snapped out of it and nodded, still glowering a bit at the Arrancar.

"Let's take a vote. And mine counts for two." Eris said cheerfully. "All in favor of Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez?" All hands went up reluctantly. An ironic thought suddenly hit Ichigo, and he burst out laughing. I wonder what Hinamori and Yoruichi are going to think of this. That was his first thought, but then, he had realized that it was possible they may not have noticed the ninja attack at all. The entire group stared at him like he was a lunatic, except for Eris and Grimmjow, but he didn't think that they really counted. "Ichi-love, what's up?" She asked, leaning over his shoulder to try to see his face.

"Hinamori and Yoruichi." He gasped out. A smile spread across her face.

"Oh, the irony." Slowly, the rest of the group (except for Grimmjow) realized exactly what Ichigo had been thinking, and slowly began to smile.

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The room was completely dark. Or at least that was what Rikka had thought, before he realized that his eyes were still closed. Oh crap. But he knew that he would have to open his eyes sometime, and attempted to do just that. His eyes cracked open a sliver, and light seared into them, almost painfully. He shut them quickly, groaning. Unfortunately, that was enough to alert everyone in the room that he was awake. In a moment, what felt like half the Gotei 13 was crowding around his bed, demanding to know if he was alright, asking him questions about some battle, and putting words into his mouth when he tried to speak. He didn't even remember how he had been injured to have been put in Fourth Division. Finally, he felt a hand on his arm.

"What's wrong?" A familiar voice asked softly. It took Rikka a second to recognize it.

"Hisagi-fukutaicho." He croaked out, sounding slightly surprised. Suddenly, the images of the Menos Grande came to him. Oh. Oh. He had shown his Shikai. "I-if it isn't too much trouble, could you lower the lights? They are just a little too bright." Rikka could have sworn his vice captain nodded.

"Yes, that is no trouble, Rikka. Just relax and we'll clear out most of the unseated too, to make it a little bit quieter." Unseated? Did that mean that seated officers had come to see if he was alright? He tended to run into a lot of them, and get along well, but he was an unseated member. Most of his time was spent with the unseated. Well, at least it would be quieter. Rikka felt like he had gotten hit by a truck.

"Thank you, Hisagi-fukutaicho." He said timidly.

"Please, call me Shuuhe." Rikka nodded. There were a few more murmurs, and suddenly, Rikka's captain, Kensei, roared,

"QUIET!" The entire room abruptly shut up. "Now, I want all unseated, and seated members up to five, out. Do I make myself clear?" There was the noise of a stampede, and voices chirping,

"Bye Rikka!"

"Feel better!"

"Sayonara!" Rikka could hardly believe it. His captain had come to see him? Unseated members got hurt all the time, and he was pretty sure Kensei didn't go to see them. Was it just because he had shown his Shikai, and the Menos Grande incident? Probably, Rikka decided. Otherwise, he wouldn't be nearly as popular with everyone else. A Menos Grande was a big deal, and so was Shikai. Or at least it was to unseated. Suddenly, the room darkened, by a lot, and then was softly lit again. Rikka guessed candles, and slowly opened his eyes, blinking to see better. He pushed himself up, and took in the room. Definitely fouth division. But it was a private room, and the people in it were even more incredible.

Captains Kensei, Ukitake, Kyoraku, Hirako and Kenpachi. Lieutenants Isane, Nanao, Matsumoto, Shuuhe, and Kira . Third Seat of Eleventh Division Madarame Ikkaku, and Fifth Seat of Eleventh Division Ayesgawa Yumichika. Rikka nearly had a heart attack.

"W-what...w-why..." He spluttered before taking a deep breath and saying. "Just...never mind." Kenpachi grinned.

"So, kid, you feel up to a fight?" His eyes widened, and he shrank back from the giant.

"Uh..."

"No." Kensei said sternly to the bloodthirsty captain. Kenpachi pouted. Kensei turned to Rikka. "Are you feeling alright?" Rikka nodded.

"Things are still a little fuzzy, but I'm sure they'll clear up in a little bit. But...did I use my Shikai?" He inquired. Shuuhe nodded.

"It was terrifying." Rikka winced.

Bitch. Kakimushirareta Yajuu growled. Rikka could practically feel his hot breath and low tone. Kakimushirareta Yajuu was sort of...an animal, more than he was humanoid. Him, not you. Does everyone just assume that I'm mean? Jeez, I know the claws are nasty, but it's not like I'm going to kill you. A slow smile spread across Rikka's face as he listened to his zanpakuto rant. Isane noticed he was spacing out, and asked, partially on behalf of her squad duties,

"Rikka, are you alright?" He snapped back to attention and nodded.

"Sorry." He gave her a sheepish smile. Matsumoto and Isane nearly died squealing at how cute he was.

"Did you hit your head?" Hirako wondered. Rikka quickly shook his head.

"No, or at least I don't think so. Kakimushirareta Yajuu just had something he wanted to say." Rikka explained. Kyoraku tapped his chin.

"What's he like?" Kyoraku inquired. Rikka shrugged.

"Well, he's kind of scary looking, more animal than humanoid, but he's really very nice, and it bugs him when people assume that he's vicious, because he's not." Rikka explained shyly.

"Can he be vicious?" Kensei asked. Rikka nodded.

"When it comes to protecting anything he or I care about, he really is very scary."

Hey! The room exchanged looks.

"What?" Rikka wondered. It was Shinji who spoke.

"That sounds like Ichigo. Nice guy really, kind of blunt though, not too polite or concerned with honorifics, and he prefers not to fight. But the moment you threaten someone he loves, he becomes a demon." Rikka gave him a wide-eyed look. Kakimushirareta Yajuu snorted, sending out a breath of hot air in the room, straight from Rikka's sheathed sword on another table. The entire room jumped, and stared at Rikka's zanpakuto. Rikka sighed.

"Kakimushirareta Yajuu, don't laugh! We still haven't figured out how to keep you from lighting things on fire!" Rikka exclaimed softly.

I'd like to light Kenpachi on fire, if that's okay with you. His zanpakuto feels the same, due to not being acknowledged. The Clawed Beast explained. Rikka glanced at the sword sheathed at Kenpachi's side. The man was famous for not even knowing the name of his zanpakuto, which Rikka thought was just sad. He would be rather lonely without Kakimushirareta Yajuu. Rikka had a lot of friends, but no really close ones, save for his zanpakuto. Not knowing the name of your zanpakuto was very lonely indeed, for both master and sword.

That might not be the best idea.

"Rikka, did that hot air come from just your zanpakuto laughing?" Shuuhe asked carefully. Rikka shifted uncomfortably, folding his legs, but nodded.

"Part of the reason I passed out from expending so much reiatsu was because Kakimushirareta Yajuu is very powerful. I haven't had nearly enough time for us to figure out how to completely control his power. If I don't consciously focus, a laugh or moment of anger can easily burn down an entire building by accident. So as I began to fight, he absorbed more than half of my reiatsu and kept it away from me, so I could use his power without hurting anyone around me. If you still sensed my reiatsu, that was because he was still holding onto it. It was still there, but I had no access to it. Plus I have problems regulating my reiatsu per ability, and I put way more reiatsu than needed into that last one. Kakimushirareta Yajuu realized that I was unconsciously feeding it too much reiatsu and absorbed the rest before it, er, exploded." Rikka explained.

"Would the explosion have turned everyone to stone?" Kira inquired. Rikka nodded again, but then paused.

"Probably. It's also possible that the process would happen so fast that your molecules would just spontaneously combust." Shuuhe winced at the thought.

"That's a deadly ability. Breath of Hell and disperse, huh?" Rikka shrugged.

"Bunsan shitekudasai might have been overkill, but I didn't have enough energy to properly use Jigoku no Iki. A sort of ranged attack was the best I could do before I passed out."

"Do you know any more Shikai abilities?" Nanao asked, pushing up her glasses. Rikka nodded.

"A lot more. Kakimushirareta Yajuu doesn't disclose much from me, so he taught me how to use them, I just can't control them well enough for them to be useful in a fight. My normal Shikai ability and Jigoku no Iki is probably the only ability I can use well enough in battle, and Kakimushirareta Yajuu still has to absorb more than half of my reiatsu to keep it from exploding and killing the wrong things." The room considered this, and Matsumoto finally asked the question on everybody's mind.

"What about Bankai?" Rikka looked at her.

"What about it?"

"I think she means has Kakimushirareta Yajuu mentioned it to you." Hirako confirmed. Rikka shrugged again.

"We've talked about it, and he thinks I definitely have the potential, but I'm going to wait until I can control Shikai before I attempt something like that." He said with a nod. Hirako snorted, and Rikka looked at him, confused. Hirako shook his head.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about how Ichigo learned Bankai before he mastered Shikai. Now, he's gotten to several levels above Bankai, and he still hasn't mastered Shikai. It's just sort of ironic when you think about it." The room agreed. Rikka was really, really intrigued to meet Ichigo now.

"So, Rikka, how about we show you how to master Shikai?" Kensei offered. Rikka's head just about exploded.

"What?" Seeing the confused look on his captain's face, he started to splutter again. "I mean, that would be great, but a captain teaching an unseated member how to master Shikai?" Kensei shrugged.

"That's not going to happen." Rikka was even more confused. "Several captains are going to help you."

"And lieutenants!" Matsumoto chirped. I must be dreaming.

"Don't you dare forget about us! That would be ugly!" Yumichika exclaimed. Rikka managed to nod, dazed.

"Th-th-thank you." Kensei and Hirako shared grins. Rikka didn't quite like the look of that.

It's the look of: You're going to learn Shikai. And you're going to regret it. The Clawed Beast said, sounding amused.

You BASTARD.

I've always wondered what it would be like to hear you swear...

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It took a lot of calming down and explaining on Ichigo's part, but finally, Hinamori and Yoruichi accepted Grimmjow, and set out an extra plate. According to them, they'd just assumed that any reiatsu pulses, such as the new and improved Getsuga Tenshou, had simply been educational sparring, since no one had been injured or drained of reiatsu in any way. They had only begun to get worried when they felt the Arrancar reiatsu. As they sat down to eat, of course, Grimmjow had to make a remark about Yoruichi.

"So you're a talking cat?"

"She's not a cat." Ichigo and Eris said at the same time, taking a sip of water.

"She?" Ichigo nodded.

"Her voice is only like this in cat form. If she ever changes back, just cover your eyes and be prepared. I wasn't."

"Why?" Grimmjow wanted to know, honestly intrigued by a talking cat.

"If we told you, you would never cover your eyes." Eris explained. Grimmjow continued to stare at Yoruichi, wondering what the hell happened when she changed back to human form. It was still unbelievable that she was, in fact, a girl.

"So, Kurosaki, how do you know this Arrancar?"

"Extreme rivalry." Eris answered. "Grimmjow was the first enemy Ichigo used his mask on, and Ichigo was the first one to see Grimmjow's Resurreccion in the Winter War." Grimmjow looked at her curiously.

"You weren't there. How did you know that?"

"There was a little bit of a problem and we looked into each other's souls. So we know everything about each other." Ichigo interrupted.

"Your soul was screwed up." Eris told him in deadpan.

"Yours was too." He remarked.

"You went temporarily insane. It was diagnosed as temporary insanity." Ichigo shrugged.

"And you're somehow better?"

"Touche." She admitted.

"Um, Ichigo, what does she mean by temporarily insane?" Rukia inquired, eyes narrowed suspiciously. Ichigo shrugged again, and looked to Eris in a, do-you-want-to-tell? sort of way. Eris shrugged back, and started on an explanation.

"When Ichigo was twelve, right after I died, well, you can imagine that losing his mom and me within a few years of each other due to hollows that he wasn't able to fight back against was tough on him. Naturally, he blamed himself."

" That was also around the time when his synesthesia started to overload, and it just ended up being too much for him. His mind completely snapped, and from age twelve to about age fourteen, he was legally insane. They managed to keep him in control as long as he expended most of his energy and took antipsychotic meds, but eventually he developed crazy stamina and a natural resistance towards the antipsychotics, so they became less and less effective. Thankfully, he snapped out of it about a year before he entered high school, and now he's fine." They stared at him.

"You literally had a psychotic break." Ishida said, looking a bit horrified. Ichigo shrugged for a third time.

"But I'm fine now. Apparently, I would have probably been a bit depressed if it hadn't been for the synesthesia. That was what really drove me over the edge, and it wasn't supposed to overload like that anyways. It's not my fault. It's levelled off though, but if it ever overloads again, Dad discovered that a shot of morphine keeps it down and gives me about an hour to adjust, so when it does hit me full force, I don't go temporarily insane." He explained, rather bluntly.

"What's synesthesia?" Toshiro asked. Eris jumped in again.

"It's a special condition where a few or more of your senses are crossed. It's not usually a really big deal, because the synesthesia usually comes in small forms, such as personifying letters, or numbers, or grouping colors with them. Or seeing images with words. Most of the time it just results in near-photographic memory." Eris said. "But there are more extreme cases where major senses are crossed, like sound and hearing, or sound and taste. The synesthete can actually see sound, or taste words. Those are the kind that usually freak people out, but there's nothing dangerous about it. You simply see the world in a different way."

"So what types of synesthesia does Kurosaki have?" Ishida wondered.

"The personifying one; that one is so common that it's not really a big deal. He sees numbers as colors too; not so much letters. And he sees sound and can occasionally taste words." Everyone stared at Ichigo.

"You can see sound?" Renji asked incredulously. Ichigo nodded.

"It freaked the hell out of my dad when I was younger, because if you don't know it's synesthesia when it's that type of thing, it can be mistaken for something else. Schizophrenia runs in my family, so he got really worried. But once we figured out it was just synesthesia, my family was always begging to know what I tasted with certain words, or what I saw with certain sounds."

"What happens when it overloads?" Yoruichi inquired, sounding interested. Ichigo shuddered.

"For most people, they would just get a headache. But when you have as many senses crossed as I do, it's rather painful and overwhelming. Think of it like your skin is on fire, every little sound is like a shotgun blast in your ear, sight at all is like someone is stabbing you in the eye, and you can't even breath out of your nose for fear of smelling anything. You can't eat either because tasting is just as bad. Even if you do manage to eat, it'll make you sick."

"Yeah, in that two years, you got really fricking skinny." Eris added in, voice devoid of sympathy.

"That sounds terrible." Hinamori said softly. Ichigo shrugged.

"I'm levelled off now; even if it does overload, it just hurts a bit and I need to sleep for a little. I don't get wacky."

"I've seen him wacky before; it's not pretty." Eris said, leaning against him. "Oi, Ichi-baby, aren't you ever scared that you'll overload in the middle of a fight?"

"Nah, Zangetsu can stop it." Finally, after seeming to have completely tuned everyone out, Grimmjow spoke up, in a completely uncharacteristic way.

"It may just be me; but I think I have a bit of a new sort of respect for you." No one spoke, but everyone agreed.

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SO, first of all, the synesthesia (which is a real condition. one out of every twenty five people have it.) does serve a plot purpose, as does the temporary insanity. and i just like giving ichigo a screwed up past. it makes him more intriguing. besides, i already know that ichigo has always been a complex characeter, much more than he lets on. so the screwed up past just sort of explains how complex he is, and i think that it really shows that he is really a very closed-off person, since none of his friends ever knew about any of this (except for eris). it also shows how close he an eris are.

now, i have to know. does anybody else kinda like eris/grimm?

i really need to know a pairing for grimmjow that people will like, because i'm tempted for there to be an ichi/eris and an eris/grimm . and im just going to put this out there: THERE SHALL BE NOOOOO GRIMM/ICHI! NOT IN THIS STORY AND MY WORD IS FINAL! sorry to crush your dreams, and i'm not particularly against yaoi stuff, or any grimm/ichi in general, but i'm just not putting them together. ichigo is STRAIGHT in this story.

so, i need votes. do you want eris/grimm? grimm/momo? grimm/yoruichi? grimm/...RUKI?! (now that i think about that, that pairing would be intriguing.) Or...GRIMM/NELIEL (you know you want it)

REVIEW! PLEASE! I'M BEGGING YOU!

so, no matter what pairing you guys choose, i'm going to make ichigo and grimmjow and eris FRIENDS. ichigo is sort of going to trust grimmjow in the way that he trusts ishida. if you'll notice, he and ishida always seem to have a sort of silent understanding that the rest of his friends just don't quite have. ishida and him understand each other better, because they are a little bit alike. to me, ichigo and grimmjow are very alike, and eris is like grimmjow in a skirt (hypothetically. and im cracking myself up now), except she feels a bit more for people. also, renji and ichigo are a lot alike too, but renji is so hung up on rukia he can never really move on.

which brings me to another point. how does everyone feel about ruki/renji? or is there anyone else you have in mind for them?

and why do i feel like byakuya needs a pairing? should i bring back hisana? or...TIER HARRIBEL. BYAKUYA/HARRIBEL what about byakuya/neliel? how awesome would it be if i brought ulquiorra back from the dead and made him and byakuya biffles? or if i rapidly aged yachiru and made byakuya/yachiru?

I NEED ANSWERS, GUYS!

stay tuned!