Hey~ I'm so glad you guys licked that last chapter. I honestly had a lot of fun writing it. Just like this one!

Naeme: Cliffhangers are best lol. I'm still trying to get a feel for the Omega/Alpha/beta world since this is my first fic with them but I will try to do a good job and explain as much as I can on how they are in my world.

PandaHat97: I am glad this chapter is to you licking. I couldn't not put Shiro in it. That's my man. I love him too lol

Kaimee83: Thank you~! 3 And I will try my hardest with my other fics. They are taking a bit of time because I want to make sure it makes sense and it doesn't look like I'm rushing anything. And it doesn't help that I don't think about these things. I just write down things and bam story lol. But there will be updates soon so please don't leave me lol

Averlen: I'm glad you enjoyed it lol. Cliffhangers are wonderful, watchumean?

Dislcaimer: I don't own bleach but I won this plot

Warnings: Boyxboy (Later dates, won't even tell you it'll just creep up on you) Violence, cursing, uuhh...yea that's it I think.

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"Grimmjow, you have to get up," An annoyed squeaky voice cried as they poked Grimmjows face with their little pudgy fingers. "Child, if you do not let me be I will eat you," The husky yet grainy voice spoke in a huff. The man was currently laying on a tree branch in the park, it being a weekday so there weren't that many people walking around at this time of day. Plus, even if there were people, Grimmjow was sure they wouldn't think oddly of some guy relaxing in a tree with a kid.

"You said that yesterday when I asked you to tell me a story for bed, and yet here I am," the little girl replied with a mocking smirk on her face as she lifted her hands, so she can lay her head on them. She was laying on Grimmjow, her small frame enough to take up most of Grimmjows stomach. Grimmjow opened one of his eyes, Azure looking into mischievous hazel gray ones, a magenta like scar going over the bridge of her nose from one side to the other, realizing that she learned to be such a smartass from him, that smirk taunting him in what he's done. "Listen here. You might think my threats are half ass but I assure you they are not. I'm just waiting for you to grow up and be a decent opponent so that I don't feel bad for killing a kid," Grimmjow huffed as he closed his eyes again. "Sure," was all she replied.

"You still need to get up though. If we keep lollygagging we'll never find that guy your looking for," the cheeky girl leaned up and sat on Grimmjow as she looked around to look at the people walking by. Grimmjow tsked at that, realizing that the kid was right. After Grimmjow left the circus he spent almost 11 years traveling around certain parts of the world. Most of the time looking for a certain someone who he very much wanted dead. He didn't give up his searches, but it was very hard to find the man since he was good at coating his presence with whatever means. He knew he would have to come out of hiding eventually so until then he continued to travel, doing simple jobs so that he would constantly have some pocket money.

Before he decided to come back to Japan he thought he would travel back to Germany so that he would be able to visit someone he hasn't seen in many long years. When he arrived he headed straight to Schwarzwald. He couldn't remember where exactly the location was but he was able to sniff her out, but what he didn't expect to find was that her scent was coming from a grave yard. He looked at the place in disbelief, not believing that she could be dead, but at the same time accepting because Were-animals might be able to grow old, but they would still be able to outlive a human by hundreds of years.

He slowly walked through the graveyard, his nose taking him in the direction of a small grave. He stood in front of the grave that read "Elizabeth Jaegerjaquez, A sweet girl who was loved by many, " He sighed to himself as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his black ripped Skinny jeans. He stood there for a while when an old lady had appeared and called out to him, asking if he knew Elizabeth.

He somberly told her that Elizabeth was his mother, shocking the old lady. She asked him to follow her for she had something to give him. When they walked into the office the old lady quickly rummaged through a locked drawer and pulled out an envelope, quickly handing it over to Grimmjow, the man understanding what it was when he saw his name on the envelope written by none other than his mother. He thanked the lady and walked away as he opened the letter.

"Dear Grimmjow, if you are reading this then it means you've managed to escape and you've come back to look for me. I'm sure this isn't how you wanted to meet again but there are just some things that can't be pushed back no matter how hard you try. But please don't let my death run your emotions. None of this was your fault and I just wish there was a way for me to prove it to you. If you hate your father then I can understand completely, that man was so into his power that he lost track of what was in front of him. I really did love him, but if I had known he would use us like that, I would have taken you to safety. But it seems I was also blinded, he was my fated after all. But I hope that you have come out of this strong. I miss you. And I always will. I might be gone but I will always be looking after you in the world beyond and in your heart. And don't worry, I promise you my death was peaceful. So please take care of yourself for the both of us. Love, your mother, Elizabeth Jaegerjaquez,"

Grimmjow had sighed to himself after reading that, all the incidents that had happened to him as a child replaying in his mind. He folded up the paper once again, a smaller one falling out of the envelope. He grabbed onto it and saw that it was an address. He looked at it wearily and decided that if it was in here his mother must want him to go there. So he did, but he was not expecting to stand in front of a rundown building. The place looked like it's been inhabitant for years.

He squinted his eyes when he felt a small energy inside, the man walking in and heading towards it. He walked in and instantly went towards the stairs and headed up to the second floor. He turned left and walked down the hallway, all the way to the end of the corridor where he was met with an open room that was being lit up by the light coming in through the window. And there beside the window was a small little girl with short, untamed curly sea green hair. She turned her head as if she felt a presence, and Azure eyes burned into hazel gray. She smiled up at him and explained that it's been a while since anyone had step foot in this building, prompting Grimmjow to ask what had happened.

Turns out the place he was now standing in used to be an orphanage, one that was ran by a woman who could also speak with Were-animals. She took care of Were-animals that had nowhere to go and disguised this safe haven as an orphanage so that no one would grow suspicious. The young girl, who Grimmjow found out her name was Nelliel, continued to explain that someone had ratted them out. Some people were able to escape but some were taken by the men in black. The owner of the house had hid Nel underneath one of the floorboards on the first floor before they got to her, since she was the only child at the time, she could squeeze into tight spaces.

When she no longer felt a presence in the house she got out and searched the place, calling out names but no answers and that's when she noticed she was there all alone, the little girl adding that she's been there for 2 years.

Grimmjow let out a small sigh, wondering what exactly it was that the Men in Black wanted. He asked Nel if she planned on staying in the rundown building forever, the little girl staring at him weirdly asking where else could she go, that she rather die here where her family once was. Grimmjow said if she really wanted to die then she can die by his side so he can have a meal from her corpse. Nel looked at him with disgust, asking why he didn't just kill her there and then. He answered by saying he doesn't eat weak little kids, so either she dies first or grows up to be tough so they can fight it out before he devours her. Nelliel found nothing wrong with that logic and decided that Grimmjow was an interesting man, leaving with him. And they've been together for almost a year.

Grimmjow was brought out of his thoughts of the past when he heard Nel whine about something and he could already tell what it was about.

"I'm Hungry!" She cried for the twentieth time but to Grimmjow it was the first. "God you're so annoying," the teal haired man grunted as he leaned up, grabbing onto Nel so that she wouldn't fall from the tree. "I get it! Stop yelling. You're hurting my ears with your annoying voice," he scratched the back of his head as he let out a yawn. "My voice is not annoying. And obviously you don't since you've been ignoring me this whole time!" she pinched Grimmjows cheeck in anger the man yelping in pain. Grimmjow jumped down from the tree and held out Nel, holding her up from the back of her shirt. They angrily stared at each other and when Grimmjow decided he had enough he let go of Nel, the girl falling with an "OOF!" when she hit the floor in the small distance of where she was to the ground.

"I'm calling in for child abuse," Nel cried as she rubbed her bottom when she stood up. "Do it. You're not my kid so it doesn't affect me in the slightest. I'm sure there's another good meal out there for me to eat," Grimmjow yawned as he turned around and started walking off. "Wha? Wait! Don't leave me!" Nel yelled after him, passerby's thinking it was cute how these weird siblings were acting.

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The strange duo sat in a family dinner, Nel munching down on her freshly made batch of French toast. "If you keep eating so fast you'll choke," Grimmjow said as he looked out the window in thought. "It's just so good!" Nel said, little bits of food flying out of her mouth. Grimmjow saw this from the corner of his eyes and looked at the child with distaste. "Why aren't you eating Grimmy?" Hazel gray orbs looked up confused at the teal haired man, a piece of toast hanging between her lips. "It's fine. I'm not hungry," the man answered as he continued to look out the window.

"Are you trying to feel out that guy? Did you find him?" Nel asked as she bit into her eggs. "Shut up and eat, you disgusting brat," Nel stuck out her tongue and continued to eat. Grimmjow huffed and continued to stare out the window, watching all the passerby's. He closed his eyes and started to feel around for a certain presence, his mind concentrating in finding that fiery aura he's come to love so much. Even after parting with him, Grimmjow felt like he was there with him all of the time because one thing that he loved about the connection is as Ichigo's alpha, he could feel all of his emotions. He knew when he was sad, angry or happy. But he loved it most when he was happy. Grimmjow loved that even when he was on the other side of the world, he could feel such a wonderful warmth from his fated.

But at the same time it was torture for him when he could feel that his omega was in distraught and he could do nothing about it. One incident when Ichigo was still young jumped into the Panthers mind. He really wished he could be there for the boy. He didn't know what happened but whatever it was, was tearing Ichigo apart. He could feel so much anger and sadness coming from the boy that it made him angry and he would lash out at any animal that came by, resulting in many dead bodies in the path of Grimmjow. And he learned that day that if Ichigo grieves, he grieves too.

After that, he couldn't feel the same warmth he felt when he first met him. And he knew his Ichigo must have changed his demeanor after whatever could have accord. Grimmjow wished he could have gone to Ichigo earlier but he knew if he did it would only put the boy in danger. But now that he's of age, he knew he was much tougher and could take care of himself if need be, telling Grimmjow that now is a good of time as any to make contact. Especially since his connection is slowly fading.

The Alpha let out a huff through his nose when he felt the small lingering connection between them, a smirk meriting his face. He kept that connection as he turned to Nel to see that she was done eating her food and was now drinking the rest of her orange juice through the zippy cup. The waiter came and asked if everything was alright, Grimmjow saying it was fine, asking for the check. The waiter understood and grabbed the plates to take them away, coming back a few minutes later with the check. Grimmjow glanced at it, took out his wallet and left the appropriate amount plus tip on the table and got up to walk away, Nel finishing her cup and quickly waddled over to him.

"You almost left me!" Nel cried as she huffed and puffed, not ready to exercise after she ate. "It's fine, you got a nice little exercise," Grimmjow smirked down at her. "You suck!" she retorted. "So what are we gonna do now?' She asked after a few minutes of catching her breath. "Now...I go look for what I came here for," Grimmjow said determinedly as he walked off towards the end of the block. Nel squealed as she ran after him, jumping onto his shoulder and grabbing onto his shirt so she wouldn't fall. "Did you find him?!' She asked excitedly. "It's a small connection but it's enough to get me to him. I gotta hurry though. Anything can happen between then and now and because the connection is so faint it can easily break if something were to interfere. Once I'm close enough I could probably sniff him out," Grimmjow explained as he crossed the street and made his way to the train station.

"You still have his scent?" the child asked curiously as she watched Grimmjow take out a train pass from his pocket and placed it on the small entryway, the door sliding open telling Grimmjow he has access. "Everyone has a natural scent. No matter if you wear cologne or put on shampoo," the Alpha explained as he walked towards the train he needed to take, but not without making some heads turn, his physic catching the attention of many women.

"I guess because you're a panther you can keep that scent locked in your memory huh?" she whispered so that only Grimmjow could hear. "Exactly. Besides, he's my fated, so it's stuck in my brain whether I want it to be there or not,"

"Must be nice having a fated," Nel sighed, Grimmjow taking her off his shoulders and holding her in the crook of one of his arms. "You're just a kid. You don't need to worry about that shit. Everyone has a fated, and whether you meet them or not doesn't matter. You can fall in love with whoever you want," Grimmjow grunted to the little girl. "Yea but you were able to find your fated," Nel argued with a huff, crossing her arms in defiance. "Yea, well, I was lucky. The day I first met Ichigo was definitely a chance encounter. The gods were just on our side that day and I was lucky the man who I would spend my life with was the one to set me free," Grimmjow walked onto the train when it stopped in front of him, sitting down in one of the empty spaces and placing Nel next to him. "I knew right away that it was him. And the thought of this kid not knowing pissed me off so I bit him," Nel gasped at him in shock,

"You know, so that no one else could have him, So that even though I'm far from him, people will know not to touch him cause he's mine," Grimmjow smirked down at the girl who was shaking her head in disapproval. "But what if he had fallen in love with some other person. You know someone who isn't….like us?" She said the last part silently and Grimmjow picked up on the small hint of sadness behind that question.

"That will never happen," Nel looked at him, her face scrunched up in distaste. "You're so full of yourself. What makes you think he'll still want you after all this time, anyway?" Nel questioned as she got on her knees and turned around to look out the windows. At that Grimmjow stayed quiet, the man not really having an answer to that, luckily Nel didn't notice because she was distracted by the scenery that was going on outside. Grimmjow knew that Ichigo wouldn't be able to look at any other man, but when a mating mark slowly starts to go away it's like the connection was never made, and that honestly scares Grimmjow because he didn't want Ichigo to fall into someone else's hands.

Grimmjow leaned his head back against the wall and continued to hold onto the small link he had to Ichigo. He could feel it fading away and he hoped he would be able to get to him on time.

A long few minutes passed, Grimmjow and Nel getting off their stop and walking out of the train station. "Can you smell him?" Nel yawned, the little girl sitting on Grimmjows shoulder, her arm wrapped around Grimmjows head, her hand resting in his Teal messy locks. "It's faint, but it's there. It'll get stronger the closer I get to him," Grimmjow said as he started walking in the direction the faint scent was coming from. "Grimmy, I'm tired," Nel yawned once again as she laid her head onto of Grimmjows tuff of teal hair. "Once I find Ichigo, I'll find a place for you to sleep," Grimmjow held onto Nel so that she wouldn't fall off his shoulder. "Hurry up then," Nel silently said as she closed her eyes.

Grimmjow sighed to himself, a bit of worry passing him for Nel. The girl was close to 8 years old but she still looked like a 5 year old. And to top it off, the girl is always asleep. Grimmjow believed it's because she didn't have an Omega or Beta near her. Nel is an Omega, and Grimmjow thinks the reason she's like this is because she hasn't been around her own kind in about 3 years. Omegas give off a particular kind of Pheromone that when exposed to a child will help them grow and when said child is not exposed to it, they may grow in years, but their body stays the same.

Whoever was with Nel before Grimmjow found her must have been an Omega since she looked like she was five when he found her, but now that it's been almost three years since then, she still looks the same. Grimmjow sighed at this thought, hoping that with being around Ichigo, the girl will be able to grow and look her age. He would never admit it, but he came to care deeply for the girl and even though she is with the horse family, he thinks of her as his own.

With a new determination, he walked faster towards his mate, for Nel and for himself.

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After Shiro yelled at Ichigo for keeping such important information from him, he continued to explain that the Panther who bit him was probably the one from ancient times. Ichigo had explained to him that even though that thought did cross his mind, he didn't feel like Grimmjow was the one who did it. Sadly, Shiro couldn't argue with him because whenever Ichigo had a gut feeling about something or someone, it was usually right. He just sighed and just told the boy to be careful, Ichigo complying to his wishes as he got up and said he was going to take a shower and get ready for bed since he had a lecture in the morning, Shiro saying he'd head to bed after he washes the dishes.

Ichigo walked into his bedroom, a towel wrapped around his waist, another rubbing the water out of his hair. He walked to his drawer and grabbed some boxers and slid them on, throwing both the towels onto a chair. He sat at the edge of his bed, everything he and Shiro talked about running around in his head. His hand reached up to the scar that proved Grimmjow bit him, his finger tracing the mark in a slow motion. Now that he knew more about Were-animals, he couldn't help but wonder what Grimmjow looked like in his human form, the only thing he had on him being was that of a white panther with gazing Azure eyes.

He sighed to himself and got completely onto his bed, throwing his arm over his eyes, wondering when he'll be able to see him again, remembering how soft his fur was. He sighed as he grabbed the covers and pulled it over his toned body. He heard his door creak and watched as his Albino Siberian Husky trudged towards the bed, jumping up and curling himself next to Ichigo, his head laying on his chest. Ichigo clapped his hands, the light turning off and rubbed Shiro behind the ear. "Night Shiro," Ichigo yawned. Night King, the Husky yawned, their breathing becoming slowly paced as they both drifted off to sleep.

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The morning after was uneventful, Ichigo getting ready for school and Shiro, being the needy dog he is, complaining that he wanted to go too. Ichigo told him for the what he believed was the one millionth time that that was never going to happen, as a dog or human. Shiro pouted at that and went to grovel on the couch, Ichigo chuckling at his actions. He explained that there was food for him in the fridge for when he got hungry and to not eat it all because he didn't know when he'd be home, Shiro huffing in a response.

Ichigo lived walking distance to his school, grateful to his father who was helping him pay rent for his house, the other half being paid by some of his scholarships. Ichigo was studying to be a doctor, following his father's footsteps because he strived to help others. He was lucky he was able to get into one of the best Universities in Tokyo that had the best Pre-Med Major. It took a lot of studying but he was able to make it happen and it was honestly the best thing that has happened to him, the second thing being when he found Shiro.

The walk to school was silent, until someone wrapped their hands around his eyes, making the red head stop walking and sigh. "Shinji, I keep telling you that doesn't work, especially when you do it all the time," Shinji removed his hands, Ichigo turned around to look at the blonde man in front of him who was looking at him displeased. "You could at least pretend," the man sighed as he started walking towards the school, Ichigo right beside him. "I couldn't lie to you,"

"Yea, whatever," Ichigo chuckled at that. "How was the get together yesterday?" the blonde asked as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "It was okay. It was nice seeing everyone," Ichigo shrugged. "Sorry I couldn't go. Bossman wanted me to work yesterday and I'm always down to making some extra cash," Shinji yawned. "You must have been working late. It looks like you got no sleep at all,"

"And you look like you got enough," Shinji sighed. "A good night sleep feels ten times better with a loving dog by your side," Ichigo chuckled. "Are you telling me to get a dog?" Shinji squinted skeptically at the man who continued to chuckle next to him. "How is the little prick. Haven't seen him since you rescued him,"

"He's grown so much. He's not the little white bundle you've come to know and love," Ichigo smirked at the blonde. "Is that right? I'll have to go visit the little jerk. The last time I saw him he pissed on me when I held him," Ichigo chuckled at that. "Shiro wasn't trained yet. Plus he would do that when he got excited. He actually likes meeting new people. He did the same thing when my dad and sisters came over. He's older now so he grew out of that phase, thank the gods," the red head explained.

"That's' good. I don't need him pissing on me as an adult. That'd probably mean something totally different," Shinji scrunched up his face in disgust. Ichigo continued to chuckled as they continued to make their way to school.

Ichigo trusted Shinji, the man being nothing but loyal to him, but just like his friends, Shinji has no idea that he could talk to Shiro. Sometimes he wishes he could tell him, but Shiro told him that he shouldn't tell anyone about it, scared that he might get taken away. So Ichigo complied and continued to keep his gift to himself.

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It was now the afternoon, Ichigo was having lunch with Shinji and Chad, their schedules only lining up for this time. Shinji was talking about how much his classes suck, Chad listening and not saying anything like he usually does and Ichigo was half paying attention but couldn't focus when he kept feeling a strange pull. He turned around to see if he could catch someone staring at him but when he saw nothing he turned back to his meal and just looked down at it. It was faint, but he could feel it, someone was looking for him. He didn't know why or how he knew that, he just knew that that's what he was feeling. He squinted his eyes at his bowl of Tonkatsu Ramen. Even though it was faint, he could feel a sense of warmth and belonging. A presence he feels like he should know but he didn't know why.

He was brought out of his thoughts when he heard Shinji calling his name. "Huh?"

"I said are you alright? You were staring at your Ramen pretty intensely, so I thought maybe there was something wrong," Shinji questioned worriedly. "Is it bad?" Chad spoke up from the side. "Huh? Oh, no. It's fine. I was just thinking…," Ichigo answered as he picked up his chopsticks and started eating. "What the hell could you be thinking of to make you look like the world is ending?" Shinji ate a piece of his fish as he looked at Ichigo questioningly. "I have a test coming up and I was trying to figure out the best way to study," Ichigo lied, the two across from him buying every bit of it. "I'm sure you'll figure it out. You're way too smart. Isn't that right big guy?" Chad nodded at Shinji's statement, Ichigo huffed in amusement.

"Thanks. That means a lot," Ichigo answered sarcastically, making Shinji laugh and continue on about his classes, Ichigo's mind going back to the strange pull that he couldn't explain.

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The rest of Ichigos day went peacefully, the only thing bothering him being when that strange pull of a feeling suddenly stopped. Since he didn't know what it was to begin with he didn't think too much of it. He tried to pay attention in class but his mind wondered to other things like what was Shiro doing, or should he contact his father today to let him know he was still alive. It's been a while since he contacted him so maybe it wasn't that bad of an idea. But the thought of him going off about everything and nothing made the red head think otherwise.

With a loud clap from the professor, Ichigo looked down at her to see that she was dismissing the class, telling Ichigo that he didn't pay attention at all during the lecture. With a sigh he began to pack his bag when he felt it again. That pull. And what made Ichigo squint at nothing is the fact that now the pull felt a bit stronger, as if whoever was looking for him was now close by. Ichigo felt excited, he didn't know why, he just knew he did. He threw the rest of his books into his bag and slung it over his shoulder, the man quickly going down the stairs and out of the room, the other students looking at him strangely.

As he ran towards the front entrance he had passed Shinji and Chad who seemed like they were waiting for him to get out of class. Shinji and Chad both looked at the back of the disappearing red head who rounded the corner in confusion. "That was Ichigo right?" Chad nodded to Shinji's obvious question. "Where the hell is he going in such a hurry he couldn't even stop to talk to us?" Shinji started walking in the direction of which they saw Ichigo go, Chad following behind him, the only thing in that direction being the entrance to the school.

When they caught up they saw Ichigo standing at one of the many doorways, looking at something in the distance. When they got closer they could hear a commotion, but by commotion it was literally a bunch of girls squealing about something and just like he thought, when he stood next to Ichigo he could see a group of girls standing in a circle around someone.

"OMG! You are so handsome! Are you a model?" One girl complimented. "Are you a foreigner? A new transfer? Do you need help going to the office? I can take you there," Another girl spoke with and onslaught of questions. "Is that your kid? She's so cute!" someone else complimented.

"The fuck? What's going on? Ichigo why were you in such a hurry?" Shinji finally turned to his best friend and saw that Ichigo's eyes looked kind of hazy. He stared at him for a minute before grabbing onto his shoulder and shaking him. "Yo, ICHIGO!" the blonde yelled, the red head jumped in shock when he turned to look at the man yelling at him. "What?"

"I said what the hell is going on?"

"I don't….I don't know…." Ichigo's breath caught in his throat when he turned back, watching the man that was now walking towards him, a predatory smirk placed on his lips. Shocked caramel orbs met those of mischievous Azure and Ichigo knew right away who it was.

The muscled figure stopped in front of him, his hands going up to grab onto Ichigo's face, lovingly caressing them, Ichigo couldn't stop himself from leaning his head into the touches.

"I told you we'd meet again, Ichigo," his gruff voice spoke in a teasing manner.

"Grimmjow," was all Ichigo could muster up to say in a whisper before the 6 foot teal haired Greek god leaned down and planted a chaste kiss upon his lips.

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