Me: I think... ICHI-KUUUUUN! COME TO MEEEEEE! I NEEEEEEEDDDDD YOUUUUUUUU~

Ichigo: NO YOU CRAZY BITCH! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!

Me: NEVERRRR! YOUUUUU ANDDDDDD MEEEEEEEE BEEEELOOOOONG TOOOOGEEEETHEEEEERRRR!

Ichigo: SOMEONE SAAVE MEEE!

Anime Cosplayer: Nope.

Grimmjow: Fine, I'll do it. /stalks over and pulls Yume away from Ichigo/

Me: Is it my turn to do the disclaimer?

Anime Cosplayer: Well, me and Grimmjow have already done it, so yes.

Me: Fine...

Disclaimer: We (Anime Cosplayer and Myself) do not own Bleach or any references or characters used in the story. This is a work of fiction and- BLAH, I HATE FORMALITIES, IF WE OWNED IT, GRIMMJOW WOULD HAVE ALREADY HAD ICHIGO LAP-FUCK WITH HIM!

Anime Cosplayer: WE? WHY ARE YOU PUTTING ME WITH YOU?

Grimmjow thought for a minute before sighing and give a brief nod. "Yeah...Sure, whatever..." When Ichigo spoke so fondly of a memory he was trying to surpress, he bit on the inside of his cheek before letting out another breath. "It...had been...while it lasted." He ran a hand through his hair, and closed his eyes.

"Years and years ago, I had a normal life, normal family, normal everything. It hadn't occurred to me then that I wasn't human. I just happened to have awoken from a nightmare, like any child would, and went to tell my parents. Neliel had also been awake, so we headed to tell them, but from the small creak in the door, we had witnessed something no child should ever witness. Another man had been in our parents room, father had been shielding mother, and the man had been holding what looked to be some sort of stake, chanting something in a language no kid could comprehend..."

Grimmjow recalled the flashback, holding Neliel's hand and gesturing her to not make a sound, as they continued to watch. "...The stranger in our parents room, had raised then stabbed father in his heart..." He took a breath and exhaled slowly, "...and father had burst into flames then fell to the ground, in a pile of ash...Mother screamed, and she was attacked maliciously, and by that time, I gripped Neliel's hand, and we fled. We ran out into the cold, to anyone that could help us...but no one would listen to us, or come help..No, society did what it did best...and put us in some orphanage, separated us as siblings...and I never saw her again..." He looked up to Ichigo with a darkened gaze as he said, "Turns out, that my father...had been a vampire, my mother was human...and I'm just a halfbreed, a mutant of the two, known formally as a dhampire...You wouldn't realize how much trouble I've been through trying to hide that, for as long as I've been around..."

Ichigo bit his lip and turned away as tears escaped his eyes. "Wh... why?" Ichigo asked silently. He gestured for Grimmjow to take a seat, as he calmed his frazzled nerves.

"L... let me get this straight. Your mother and father... were brutally mauled by... humans... and your a half... VAMPIRE... Something which I have only read in fairytales..." He nodded and sighed.

"My turn..."

"I was always a happy boy, and I adored my mother... One day, I was in the Karate Dojo, and had gotten beat AGAIN by a girl, named Tatsuki Arisawa. My mother had come to see it, and I was ashamed of myself for letting her down. I started to cry and sat down on the mat, right in the middle, in front of everyone. She came to comfort me, and I immediatly smiled, because she was so beautiful, who couldn't help BUT smile?," At his, he burst into tears, wipping them away feverishly, in hopes of getting the flow to dam. "And so... I smiled and hugged her, and she hugged me. She toled me I had a fever, and needed to go home with her. I agreed, thinking that I really wasn't feeling all that well myself! So we decided to take the shortcut home, like we ussually did when we were in a rush to get home. It had begun raining really hard, and a car splashed on me..."

Flashback (Ichigo is still talking)

"Oh, that horrible driver, he didn't even say sorry! Look at you, your pants are all wet!" his mother cooed, stooping low and hugging him.

Ichigo giggled, "It's okay, Moma! I'm alright, I'll stay on this side so you don't get all wet!"

Masaki shook her head, and placed Ichigo under her umbrella. "Your lucky to have such an intuitive mother!"

Ichigo looked up at her, doe eyes sparkling. "What's Int... intuish... intuitive?" he slowly pronounced the word, rolling it lightly on his tongue.

"Well, it is when you know something might happen! So you get prepared for it!"

Ichigo nodded and looked to the overflowed river, where a girl looked to be about to jump in. He released his grasp on Masaki's hand, running towards the girl. "Hey, Lady, wait!"

Masaki ran after her boy, not wanting to lose him. "Ichigo!" she couldn't see why he was running, did he want to drown?

Ichigo took no notice, 'I must save that girl!' he thought. He was pushed to the floor by an unseen force, and when he opened his eyes...

Flashback End

"...and when I next opened my eyes, my mom was on top of mebleeding. I tried to stop it, really, I did... but she was already dead..." Ichigo closed his eyes and sighed. "The next few days, I wouldn't go to school, instead deciding to 'look' for her, I couldn't see that she was already dead. I kept on hearing her whispering htings in my ear, saying how good a boy I was, what love she felt for me, and... the worse part is... she said she couldn't wait for me to... to d-DIE! So I tried committing suicide a couple of times, I love my mother that much, but my father always ended up finding me, and he got me some help, and gave me anti-depression pills." Ichigo hardly noticed he had started refering to his mother in present tense, he couldn't care less, anyway.

"So," he heaved a sigh and his shoulders slumped. "Happy?"

"...I don't think happy is the appropriate term I would use at this time..." Grimmjow had said, with a half-hearted laugh, he added, "That, and I think that we as a team, are royally fucked up." He ran another hand through his hair and asked, "So...shall I call for take-out?"

He was feeling a bit famished, and was curious to know if Ichigo was the same. he had been out for some time, and they did go through all the bull of a pretty bad fight, although, it had been exciting, it wasn't his best. Or very enthralling for that matter. "..Unless there is something you want to eat specifically...because I don't keep food around here on a daily basis. Just not my thing...that, and cleaning it up is a hassle." He rolled his eyes at his own comment before saying, "...You are hungry, right? Strawberry boy?" He felt that he had to joke, just a little bit.

They were both in sort of a funk; they revealed secrets neither of them have shared with another human being. That, and he wanted some fun out of the many uses he could make with only the words strawberry, carrot or something else. It was much too priceless to just not.

"...Yeah, I guess I wouldn't use "Happy" either...," Ichigo sighed, almost missing when Grimmjow had said 'Strawberry boy', yet not quite.

He bonked Grimmjow on the top of his head, "DON'T CALL ME STRAWBERRY, CARROT, OR ANYTHING USING THE TWO! IT MEANS HE. WHO. PROTECTS!"

After he finished his ranting, he let out a huge sigh and said, "Yeah, I guess I am hungry..."

He got up to look for some menue around the room, exclaiming loudly when he found one to his favorite restaurant, Urahara Shouten, run by his pervert for an Uncle and his cat-like Step-sister, Yoruichi.

"Grimmjow! Found something! A menue to Urahara's Shouten!"