DISCLAIMER: All rights to original Bleach characters/story belong to Tite Kubo

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Saya's P.O.V.

Everybody was talking loudly amongst themselves now, and Ichigo was still yelling at Kisuske. The noise was getting to you.

I can't believe Aizen is the cause of all this….

You had been raised with both of your parents. And although He obviously was not the best father he could have been, you always had Mom. Unlike Rukia, Renji, and Ichigo. It made you sick to your stomach to know that Aizen had taken so much happiness away from so many. The fact that they were the most important people in the world to you didn't help. You were furious.

"So what are we going to do?" you said over everyone, and they all looked at you. "We can't just let this psycho continue with whatever it is he's trying to accomplish, not after what he's done."

"Honey I think you just need to lay down for a little while," Mom said catching the rising danger in your voice, "You haven't slept well since..well..I'm not sure how long."

"With this situation we're all trapped in, I probably wont be able to sleep any better Mom." You wanted to get down to business and figure out how to crush this guy who thinks he's so untouchable that he can mess with your loved ones and get away with it.

"Saya can I talk to you?" Ichigo said and dragged you into another room without an answer, and you saw Grimmjow's darkening eyes follow you until the door shut.

Ichigo stared at you with a slightly angry and disappointed look on his face.

"What do you want to talk about?" you said in a defensive tone, dropping your eye contact.

"I asked you Saya. I asked you if that was what was going on and you lied to me."

You sighed, Can't we be done with this subject?

"You knew that I knew, and you still kept giving me the bull-crap story that your Dad was fine."

"I never said he was 'fine'…"you mumbled.

Ichigo's voice was getting the serious tone in it that you never liked. It was odd having him scold you and YOU being the one that had done something stupid.

"Saya, you know that if you had told me, I would have gotten you out of there," he said in a desperately frustrated voice.

"I know…"

"So why did you keep it from me?! You're the one complaining about being best friends!"

"Because there was more to it than that!" you shot at him.

"Like what?" he said in a doubtful voice. You bit your lip angrily and looked away. "You've got no reason not to tell me this time Saya, now spill," Ichigo said sternly.

I hate him for making me bring this up.

"Your such a jerk," you mumbled.

"What?"

"Nothing. It," you started. You had to admit, if you were going to finally tell someone about Pup's death, it would only be Ichi.

"Basically," you restarted, "Maddie's death wasn't an accident." It felt like her name burned your throat when you said it.

Ichigo's eyes widened a bit and his brow knitted together even deeper.

"She didn't fall into the pool, she was held under, and I didn't do anything to save her, and after that, I knew what He was capable of, and he threatened me not to say a word about anything…So there was no way I was going to admit that you were right, not if it was going to stir up trouble and put my Mom in danger." You hoped Ichigo would understand. You hoped that he would see how much you had hated lying to him about everything all this time. He was your best friend.

Ichigo rubbed his face with both his hands.

"Jesus," you heard him mutter.

"Sorry," you said and he snorted.

"Don't be, I know we're probly all making you feel bad by badgering you about this…I'm sorry about Maddie."

You swallowed back the pain that was trying to overtake you. You weren't going to let it show in front of Ichigo.

"God, I have no idea how your Dad's stayed alive this whole time."

You let a smile crack at his comment. He smiled back, having succeeded in getting a laugh out of you, and gave you a hug.

Then he looked at you straight in the face.

"And you're seriously not pregnant?"

"Ichigo. Ask me One. More. Time." you glared at him.

"Alright Alright! Its just, I mean—you guys haven't..done anything right?"

"Ichigo Kurosaki! I am going to punch you in your throat if you ask ONE MORE stupid question!"

"I WAS JUST ASKING!" he put his hands up.

"Well if your soooo curious about that kind of stuff, why don't you go find Orihime and get some yourself?"

"SAYA!?" he squealed and then looked away bashfully. "I don't even l—"

"What the hell's going on in here?" Grimmjow threw open the door.

"Just having a talk," you smiled smugly at Ichigo, who looked extremely irritated at Grimmjow's intrusion. You patted his cheek rather harshly, "Hopefully next time Ichigo will have a little more experience to back up what he's saying."

Grimmjow gave you a confused look. You gave him a toothy grin and he rolled his eyes.

"Tch, whatever, my turn to talk with her alone," Grimmjow said to Ichigo.

"Fine," Ichigo said, rushing out of the room muttering to himself.

Heheheheh. He gets so wound up when it comes to that sort stuff.

"So," you breathed after the strawberry could be laughed at no more. "Busy day?"

Grimmjow smirked at you with an obvious look.

"Do we have a plan? And by we, I mean you," you said in a casual, yet more serious tone.

Grimmjow stepped closer to you, his height forcing you to look up, and he leaned in to rest his forehead on yours.

"I don't think it's a good idea for us to take action until you've taken a break…"

"What's that supposed to mean?" you said.

"I mean, you've been pretty frickin pissed off about a lot of stuff lately—"

"No shit!" you scoffed with disbelief, "Considering what's happened, I think I have a right to be!"

I just learned that the same guy who is trying to kill me and YOU is responsible for the death of my best friend's MOTHER!

"I know," he grabbed your tightening fists and kissed you on the cheek, "but don't you think you should humor your Mom and just relax for a second?"

Your temperament hardened and you took a step back from him, crossing your arms. He was totally playing the mother-daughter card against you to "relax". And for reasons you weren't sure of. Your next words came out dangerously slow.

"Are you trying to calm me down?" (A/N: This situation was taken from Malcolm in the Middle)

Grimmjow's face froze, he looked like he had just been caught egging Kenny's car.

"No!—I uh, Tch," he looked scared out of his mind and you just kept giving him your death stare. "It's just…" He gestured at you cautiously. You WERE super pissed off, but at the same time:

I love torturing him.

Grimmjow's P.O.V.

Speaking to Saya when she was so close to blowing a fuse was like performing open-heart surgery.

Females and their mood swings, you cursed inwardly to yourself.

You swallowed

"It's just. When you… get.. like this—"

"Get like what?" she questioned sharply, her nostrils flaring. Flames were starting to blaze around her and she looked like a demon from hell. "How is it that I 'GET'?"

F*CK! I SWEAR ITS LIKE HER EYES ARE LASER-BEAMS! AND SHES GOING STRAIGHT FOR MY MANHOOD!

You were choking on your words, too afraid to answer the question that would undoubtedly lead to your early death, or worse: castration.

"If I there's something WRONG with me Grimmjow, then I would looove for you to explain it to me," she glared at you menacingly, baring her fangs as the lightning struck behind her.

Think Grimmjow think! You're slick, you can come up with something—a compliment?—No, she's to smart for that—Change the subject?—ARE YOU A F*CKING IDIOT?!—Pull a fast one and make a move on her?

You very much liked that idea, very much. Then you saw her hormonal imbalance bring her blazing expression to a close resemblance of a Sith Lord.

F*CK NO!

"I never said there was anything wrong with you!" you said in desperation, not knowing what else to say.

"You were thinking it! Werent you?!" she accused.

YOU JUST SHOT FLAMES FROM YOUR GOD DAM NOSE! OF COURSE THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU!

"I was not! Babe, listen—"

"BABE?" she repeated in a disgusted voice, "Did you just call me BABE?!"

COMPLIMENTS INCLUDE PET NAMES MORON! F*CK ! YOU'RE AN IDIOT!

"You're a frickin Idiot you know that?!"

"I love you." (A/N: A quote from my sister of something stupid a guy would say XD.)

Saya blinked several times, and the fumes were still simmering around her. She squinted at you with growing irritation, tilted her head and opened her mouth to speak—

"I'm sorry," you immediately interjected.

Instantly Saya flashed you a triumphant smile.

"Good boy," she patted you on the head and then skipped lightly away, humming.

Wha….What the f*ck just happened?

Saya's P.O.V.

HAHAHAHAHAHAH!HEHEHEHMUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! AAAAHAHAHAH!

WHO WEARS THE PANTS? I WEAR THE PANTS! HAHAHAHAHAH!

Grimmjow's P.O.V.

"Saya, wait!" you went after her.

"What?" she threw you a glare.

"Uhh, so are you ok with taking a break before we break out our battle plan?"

"So you do have a plan?" her eyes lit up darkly.

"Uhhh,"

She rolled her eyes and turned to walk away.

"Saya," you pulled her back. You had been hoping the two of you could have gotten some alone time by now. "C'mon, can't you and I just get away for a while?" you tried giving her a seductive/irresistible wink.

She stared for a minute, then smiled darkly.

"You want to relax?" she asked and run her fingers up your chest. You smiled at her.

I think she's got the picture.

"Will you do something for me Grimmjow? It would really help me take my mind off of things," she looked at you with those big blue-green eyes.

THANK YOU JESUS!— I'VE BEEN SO PATIENT!

"Anything," you swallowed hard.

~….About 2 and a half hours later….~

Please GOD make it stop! I CAN'T F*CKIN DO THIS ANYMORE!

"Edward, what happened with Jasper…it's nothing."

You wished someone would stab you in the throat, rip out your eyes, cut off your ears—ANYTHING! rather than continue with the SECOND movie from the Twilight series.

FOR ALL THAT IS F*CKING GOOD AND DECENT IN THIS JACKED UP WORLD, WASN'T ONE MOVIE ENOUGH?!

The worst part of it was, you knew Saya didn't like these movies. Yet there she was, watching it with this big grin on her face.

"Bella. I don't want you to come," said the fag with the totally FAKE hair who Saya had to keep reminding you was a "vampire".

Saya and Ichigo cackled at the scene and Urahara shh'ed them, having never seen it before. Ya, Saya invited everyone else to watch them too, so it wasn't like you could try anything. At least you and Saya had your own couch.

She's such a tease. She had totally played you.

"Guys, c'mon! How can you laugh at this?" Urahara asked thickly, blowing his nose. "Her heart is breaking!," and he cried into the Kleenex full of boogers.

"Oh please Kisuske," Saya chuckled, "This whole story is such a joke! The only parts worth watching are Jacob with his shirt off."

"WHAT?" you snarled.

"Yeah! Why do you think we're watching all of them? I'm only sticking around for Jacob," she replied bluntly.

"That's not what I meant," you glared at her.

"Oh…*GASP*" she covered her mouth dramatically. "Don't tell me you're on Team Edward? You traitor!"

"I could see it," Ichigo joined in, "They both have the same hair thing going on."

"THAT HOMO'S HAIR IS NOTHING LIKE MINE! AND MINE IS NOT A WIG!"

"His isn't a wig either," Saya countered. "And I like Edward's hair."

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"

"So Grimmjow, just how long do you spend in the bathroom on your hair?" Ichigo smirked.

"Shut it Ginger," you growled.

"Answer the question," Saya said, looking genuinely interested.

"You know, I think its kind of weird for a guy to spend so long on their hair," Ichigo stared challengingly at you. "If their straight at least."

"What'd you just say, Strawberry?"

"Alright, both of you calm down," Saya said snickering. "But seriously, how long?"

She and the dumbass Ginger busted up laughing.

You were about to walk over there and punch the bastard in the face.

"Oh come on Grimmjow," Saya laughed, "Can't you take a joke?"

"I wasn't joking," Ichigo snorted, and Saya broke out into giggles. Again.

"Get off my couch," you kicked Saya off, and she stumbled to her feet, still stifling laughter.

"Fine you jerk, at least I can enjoy a movie with Ichigo."

She went over and sat next to the stupid Ginger, and you swore he gave you a dirty-smug-winning smile.

You didn't get what that was about at all. You knew Ichigo probably liked this show about as much as you did, but he was sitting there with her looking like he had just won the god-dam lottery.

Then a red flag went up in your head, alerting you to possible explanations.

He better not be thinking what I think he's thinkin.

Kisuske was bound to accept the invitation to watch the movie with you and Saya, he's just an ass like that. But Renji and Rukia had graciously turned down the offer, and went off alone like you and Saya should have. So why Ichigo didn't take the hint that you wanted to be alone with Saya….it pissed you off. A lot. And you wanted him out.

God dam intruding Ginger.

"EDWARD!"

SHUT THE F*CK UP YOU STUPID WHORE! God. HE CLEARLY DOESN'T WANT YOU ANYMORE!

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To be continued...

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This was sort of a filler to lead up to the Last Chapter. Yep, sorry people. But this one also has something to do with the next story Im starting on, which is an gonna be a IchixSaya because I had a request for that. Hehe, its going to be funny. Anyway, in this final chpt, a certain creeper is going to show up! See how Saya deals with it! ANND How it all ends!

Next Chapter: Torture, Kidnap, IM A GENIUS AT LYING!