He thrusted in and out of the bent over man on his bed.

Wrong hair colour.

Wrong height.

Wrong build.

Definitely wrong ass.

Aaroniero was the closest thing he could find to Ichigo. They had a very similar appearance that would make anyone do a double take. They could have been twins but to Grimmjow it just felt wrong. It was like settling for a Mars when you were looking for a Snickers.

The man beneath him moaned as he slammed in and out of the muscular ass. Ichigo's wasn't as chiseled the hard one wrapped around his member but it was more plump and smakable. Simply delicious. Grimmjow gave final thrust and emptied his load into the black haired mans gaping hole.

Aaroniero rolled onto his back and let out a deep sigh. "That was great" he said, pulling the deep blue comforter up to his chest.

Grimmjow didn't say anything as he climbed off the bed and made his way to the balcony for his routine after sex smoke. His craving still wasn't satisfied. Fucking the doubleganger only made him miss his orange head more but he just couldn't stop. He wished he could just pick up the phone call Ichigo. He wanted to yell and curse at the man for leaving him. He wanted to bend him over and take out his frustration in the only way he was willing to dominate the smaller man but most of all he just wanted to hold him. He wanted to feel his soft spikes brush under his chin as their hard chest pressed against each other.

" You know, you really should stop that disgusting habit." Aaroniero stood at sliding doors that connected the balcony to his bedroom.

" Mind your own business" he said calmly. He was still coming down from the high of his orgasm and didn't have much energy to use his usual aggression.

" Great comeback." The black head said slyly. "I heard something thuat wasn't my business but I feel like talking about itn anyways. Something interesting was said today. Nnoitra said you may care to hear it."

"I bet I don't." Grimmjow bit back. He hated Nnoitra's simple gossip.

Aaroniero didn't pay his comeback anymimd and continued. "Sounds like the Shinigami found the Kurosaki boy." Grimmjows cigarette fell from his lips and fluttered down the side of the building. "They what?"

Aaroniero smirked, liking that he had captured the blue haired man's attention. He continued., not realizing how much Grimmjow was hanging on his every word. " Sounds like they found him up north. They paid a small-time gang outside the city to find him."

Grimmjow was in the shorter man's face within a second of the man finishing his sentence.

"Where is he? What's the name of the town?"

"Some place just outside the county… Cold water? Something like that." Grimmjow rushed past the Ichigo look-alike and gathered his discarded clothes.

Aaroniero was taken aback. He hadn't expected him to react like this. "What's the rush?"

"Tell Aizen I'm going to get him before the Shinigami do." The blue head pulled a black hoodie over his head. He made his way threw the Victorian doors that connected his room and the kitchen and dining room. He collected his keys from the white marble kitchen counter.

" Why? What's the rush?" Was all Aaroniero could asked as he followed the man to the door, still as naked as the day he was born.

"Just tell him. He'll understand." Grimmjow didn't wait for the other man as he slammed the door and rushed to the elevator. He hadn't looked for Ichigo at all the past two years. He understood that it was probably the only way Ichigo thought he had an out. Grimmjow would prefer to not have Ichigo at all rather than see him in the arms of Red or that scary ass giant.

Now he was full of regret. What if they dragged him back before he got there and Ichigo was forced back into that life?

Ichigo sat across the small circular table from Kūgo. He had his hair slicked back so Ichigo could see his well shaped face. "I pictured somewhere nicer when I asked you out." Ichigo took a small sip of his black coffee. It wasn't any good. The small coffee shop didn't have any other drinks on the menu other than tea and water.

"Asked me out? I was under the impression that you wanted to make friends." He eyed the tall man across from him.

"And I thought you didn't do friends. Yet here we are." Kugo smirked.

"Speaking of here we are what brings you here? To this town? I didn't figure anyone would ever move here willingly." Ichigo wasn't the one for small talk but he felt it was better than sitting in awkward silence and the man had saved his ass. Maybe quite literally. He did owe him at least a conversation.

" Ah. I'm on a small job. It shouldn't take long now." Ichigo didn't like the look in Kugo's eye as they glinted at him.

" What's the job?" Ichigo asked taking another sip of coffee.

" My boss sent me here to get something.I've found it. Now I just need to acuire it. How about you,Ichigo? Why are you in this shit hole?" Ichigo was curious as to what the man had found but didn't pry.

" I was born here. When to a college in the county and now I've been teaching at the school just outside of town for nearly six years." Ichigo never liked lieng but he figured the less ruth the man knew of him the better.

"What do you teach?" Kūgo questioned.

" Just math and physics. Sometimes I do chemistry, but I don't know about it nearly as much."

" Wow, that must have taken a lot of school."

" Not at all. I just have a teaching degree which took me two years. I'm just really good at math." Ichigo places his half empty cup on the table. In truth he didn't have a teaching degree at all. He had just put it on his resume and the school was none the wiser. It was most likely the reason most kids where failing his class.

Ichigo hoped Kugo would lose interest in small talk and he'd be able to go home. He sighed to himself. After that night he really did owe Kūgo he wasn't sure what would have happened if he hadn't shown up but he knew it wouldn't have been good.

Grimmjow walked into the small gas station. It seemed to be the only one in Clear Water but it had been easy enough to find. He had to stop for gas and when he was done filling his Jaguar he decided to ask the clerk for any clues on Ichigo. " Excuse me." He said. He figured he had better be polite if he wanted answers. " have you seen a orange haired man? Average height. Beautiful."

"Fuckable ass?" The short man behind the counter asked. Grimmjow tensed. He hated that other people could even look at what was his.

Playing nice he answered " That's be him."

"Yeah, he comes in here a couple times a week for smokes. Think he lives in the apartment on the east side of town. They're easy enough to find. Only building we got really. He's a fiesty fucker though. Doesn't like being toached." Grimmjows jaw clenched. How the fuck would he know that? Grimmjow paid for his gas and stormed out without another word. It took him a few moments before he started his engine. He really wanted to rip that little fucks head off. He finally started the car and made his way east.

"Thanks for coffee" Ichigo said to Kūgo as he slipped his key in the lock of his apartment door."

" No problem at all. Sorry this town does have a Starbucks. Maybe we can try the bar next to the motel next time?" Ichigo turned to look at Kūgo, who was making no effort to unlock his own door.

" Kūgo," he started. " You seem like a good enough guy but I stand by what I said. I don't want to make friends."

Kūgo took a step forward, breaking into the orange haired mans comfort zone. " To be honest, Ichigo," His face getting dangerously close. " I don't really want to be friends with you either."

Ichigo pulled his head back, trying to create some distance between the two only to have it connect with his door. He immediately regretted saying anything to the man. Hard lips connected with his before he could tell the man to stop.