Holy fuck, it's been over a year since I last updated ANY Bleach?! Where does time fly? Welp thanks to those still waiting patiently! I've been in a slump, but after watching a new anime and posting a fic for said anime (No. 6 is the name) I'm back and...well not in black or anything but who cares?! Onwards!

Chapter 11

I can't believe I'm doing this... Ichigo thought, squirming a little on the bed. After agreeing to give himself to Grimmjow, he was invited to a plush hotel. At least he's trying to woo...right?

'Like I said...I did not enjoy what I was hearing in your thoughts.' Helel scolded Ichigo. 'Are you certain you wish to do this?'

"No...but I need to. For Shiro's sake." He sighed and looked at himself. "Although...the getup...I will make him pay for this one..." He grumbled. Ichigo was in a long, flowing red dress with red lace framing the bottom. Although he wore no shoes, the shag rug underneath his feet made him anxious. His hair had been extended by a spell Grimmjow used, and he had a large, orange hibiscus in his hair. "This is so humiliating..."

"Better get used to it sweetie. This IS what I do." He turned to see Grimmjow walk in, wearing a suit and tie. "Now put on those heels and come with me."

"H-huh?" Ichigo saw the black high heel shoes and shook his head. "Fuck no! I'll fall on my asss in those!"

"Not a chance lovely. Those are enchanted too, courtesy of your date." Grimmjow winked.

"D-date?"

"What, you honestly thought I'd be fucking you? Not a chance, Shiro would know and kill me." Grimmjow laughed at Ichigo's deep blush. "However I still require a form of pay...so this will do." He chuckled. "Now then...shall we~?" He held out his arm and Ichigo scowled, wrapping his arm around him as he wobbled slightly in the shoes.

Shiro stirred and stretched slightly. "Mgh...slept like a rock..." He yawned and got up, heading downstairs to see Gin sitting on the couch. "How ya doin' sly fox?"

"Mmm, feeling a little better. But I must say...this TV is a little puny, no?" Gin teased and Shiro huffed, grabbing a soda from the fridge. "Ah yes...where could the Reaper be, hmm?"

"Probably out shopping." Shiro said. "He hates doing nothing after all...kinda like Helel."

"But more like you, hmm Samael?" Gin chuckled and sipped a small glass of wine. "Anyways...he's like you to a fault."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Gin opened his eyes, red and sharp.

"He is looking for information...and only one person here deals in that. What do you honestly think he'd do?" Shiro was out like a bullet from a gun and Gin sighed. "Lovestruck idiot..." Gin took another sip and sighed. "Hmm...perhaps I should ask Grimmjow for a one nighter?"

"So a spirit, hmm?" Grimmjow watched Ichigo squirm anxiously as they sat at a dinner table. The resturaunt they were at was fancy and dim, making the mood almost romantic...almost. "There aren't very many that can enter Gin's realm."

"Really?"

"Yes. You see, only those who have actually been there before can even attempt to enter." Grimmjow explained. "Orobas is picky like that. But even if they have been there, usually he still must allow it. That could mean either he didn't expect his attacker...or his attacker was a spirit of someone who once knew him."

"I see..." Ichigo drank his soda as Grimmjow sipped on a daquiri. "That narrows it down a little...right?"

"For how old the damned horse is, not quite. But most of those spirits are within those dolls." Grimmjow explained. "So it does help somewhat...unless you did it."

"What?!" Ichigo scowled as Grimmjow laughed hearilty. "Sc-screw you!"

"That'd be real nice actually...perhaps I will risk it." He smirked and before he could kiss Ichigo, a white blade was at his neck. "Damn...and here I thought I could play longer."

"Just what in all hells are you doing to my mate?" Shiro growled, sparing a glance at Ichigo. He felt his cheeks turn pink at the sight. "What game are you playing here incubus?!"

"Well he's the one who wanted info." Grimmjow stood and left. "So I'll do some digging. See ya later." Grimmjow left and Shiro huffed, sheathing his sword. Shiro groaned and sat on the seat opposite Ichigo.

"Sh-Shiro...I'm so-"

"Before you even start...I'm not truly angry." He pointed out gently. "You wanted to help...and I wasn't letting you...I'm sorry I pushed you into this." He grabbed his hand gently and kissed it softly. "Forgive me Ichigo."

"I'm not angry either Shi." Ichigo smiled. "A-although...I'm a bit uncomfortable...in this outfit..." Shiro laughed and Ichigo blushed darkly. "Wh-what's so damned funny?!"

"You look cute though Ichi." Shiro poked his cheek. "Well this spell is going to last all night...should we enjoy the food? After all...he did pay the bill." Shiro winked.

"You're drunk." Shiro huffed as he helped Ichigo back to his place.

"N-nah~! Yer just a party pooper~..." Ichigo slurred, wobbling around.

"No, you're-"

"PARTY POOPER!" Ichigo shouted and giggled. "I'm in love with a party pooper~!"

"Ugh...you're such a lightweight it seems." Shiro got him out of the dress and shoes, laying him in bed as he got a glass of water. As he placed it on the counter, he was suddenly dragged into the bed. "What?"

"Mmm~...you're so snuggly Shiro~..." Ichigo sighed, his hot breath on Shiro's neck. "I wanna just...lay here with you..." He yawned and drifted off, a death grip on Shiro prevented him from moving away.

"Ichigo..." He turned and brushed long strands from his sleeping face. He kissed him softly on the lips, receiving an incoherent mumble as a reply. "I swear...I will find out what happened...I will not allow you to become one of those dolls...I...promise..." He yawned and fell asleep with Ichigo.

"Man this fucking sucks!" Grimmjow kicked the wall of an old building. "Why the hell did I have to be nice? Ngh...so frustrated..."

"Oh my Grimmjow...that certainly isn't good...especially for an incubus." Grimmjow turned to see Gin leaning against the wall, a playful smirk on his face. "You look like you need some relief...and I'm looking for a fun time...think those can go hand in hand?"

"Tsk, you ain't cute enough..." Grimmjow grumbled. "Oh well...beggars and all that shit." He turned swiftly and kissed Gin full on the mouth, leaving him breathless. "Just so you know...I'm very hungry..."

"Good. Because I'm very energetic." Gin smirked and the two suddenly vanished from the alleyway.

Chapter 11 end

Maybe a bit short, but hey, I'm trying, right? Reviews please~!