"GRIMM! OPEN THE MOTHERFUCKING DOOR!"

Grimmjow moaned and rolled over in his bed, snuggling against the warm body of his boyfriend, "Go awaaaay…"

"GRIMMJOW!" The voice demanded, pounding on the door with enough force to rival the SWAT team.

Ichigo growled and stuffed his head under a pillow, "Nnoitra's here."

They heard Nnoitra's shouting being cut off by a softer voice, "Nnoi, the door's open, look." The door swung open in the living room and the guests entered.

"Ichi!" A softer voice called, slightly accented with German, "Ichiiii!" A blond head poked into the bedroom and grinned, "Nnoi I found them!"

The door was flung open and an Amazon-tall man sauntered in, "Oi! Grimmjow! It's fucking 4:00 in the afternoon! Wake yer dead ass up!"

"No."

Nnoitra's one eye narrowed, "You get up or I'll make you get up."

Shinji laughed, sliding up next to his boyfriend. He came up to mid-chest level on Nnoitra and had a blond bob that framed his face nicely. His smile matched Nnoitra's piano keyed teeth and his brown eyes sparkled mischievously. "Ichi! Time ta get up!"

"…hey Shin…" came the muffled reply.

After about 10 minutes the pair finally got out of bed, yawning and complaining, and Grimmjow wandered off to take a shower.

Ichigo and Shinji sat on the couch while Nnoitra raided the fridge.

"So how are you? Grimm told me you got beat up or something…" Ichigo asked, surveying his friend.

"Nah, I'm fine, I beat them up more than they did me. And in the middle of it Nnoi appeared out of god knows where so that kinda ended the entire thing." Shinji grinned, "I got a few bruises but nothing serious."

"You sure you're fine? 'cuz my dad's a doctor and—"

Shinji grinned, "I'm fine Ichi! Really! Nnoitra took care of everything."

"'oo 'et I bid." Came Nnoitra's reply with a mouth full of food.

Grimmjow emerged from the bathroom in a pair of baggy sweatpants and a small towel around his neck, his blue hair glistening with water, "Nnoi, get the fuck outta my food."

"'uck oo." Came the reply.

Grimmjow raised an eyebrow and slid up behind his old friend, removed the towel from his neck, and snapped it as hard as he could across the tall man's head.

"'UT DA 'UCK!" Nnoitra screamed, and then swallowed, "the fuck, Grimm!"

"Get yer fat ass outta my fridge!" Grimmjow bantered, swinging the towel back around his neck, "C'mon."

Nnoitra snarled but followed, snagging an apple for Shinji.

Ichigo, Shinji, and Nnoitra settled into the couch and Grimmjow took the chair. Shinji happily munched on his apple and leaned on Nnoitra while Ichigo fidgeted slightly.

Grimmjow shoved his hair away from his face and flicked the water off his hand, "Nnoi, which guys attacked blondy?"

Nnoitra snuck a bite of Shinji's apple, "I'm pretty sure it was Ichimaru's gang."

"Ichimaru?" Grimmjow frowned, "But he and Aizen have a pact…unless they weren't acting on his orders."

"That's what I thought."

"But…" Ichigo said, slowly, "won't that cause a shit ton of trouble?"

"Yeah." Grimmjow nodded, "But Aizen isn't going to confront Ichimaru directly. I bet the bastard knows what's going on and is going to tell Ichimaru what happened…"

Nnoitra and Grimmjow grimaced together.

Ichigo frowned, "Why? Is Ichimaru as bad as Aizen?"

Shinji and Ichigo had only been dating their boyfriends for half a year; so they knew the basic gangs and leaders, but that's about it. But they also knew about how bad Aizen could get.

Grimmjow and Nnoitra exchanged looks, but it was Nnoitra who answered, "Kinda, they're two completely different personalities, same fucked up minds."

The blue haired man sneered, "He likes to kill one of his men once in a while, so they 'remember who he is' or some shit."

Shinji frowned around his half eaten apple, "He kills his own men? Doesn't anyone ever jump ship or something?"

"Jump ship?" Nnoitra snickered, "Sure, if you wanna be found the next day with yer guts hanging out and rats gnawing on your eyes; while you're still alive."

Ichigo made a face, "So what's going to happen to the jack asses that attacked Shin?"

"Well Nnoi kicked their asses pretty good," Grimmjow replied thoughtfully, "so they might just get a warning or something."

Ichigo nodded and frowned, "So what now?"

Nnoitra shrugged and wrapped an arm around Shinji absentmindedly, "We'll keep an eye out and I guess we'll hear some shit from Aizen soon."

"Yeah, and I need a new cell phone…" Grimmjow grumbled.

"Ya better get one now before Aizen calls and ya don' pick up."

Grimmjow narrowed his eyes, "Can you get Szayel to get me one?"

Nnoitra sneered, "You do it, I hate the pink haired freak remember?"

Ichigo and Shinji muttered an agreement.

Grimmjow rolled his eyes and held out his palm, "Fine fine."

The black haired man narrowed his one eye but handed his cell over, sneering again as Grimmjow flipped through his contacts and then hit the call button.

You could almost hear what Szayel was saying from the look on Grimmjow face, "Szayel. It's me."

Instant tone change that even the three on the couch could here.

"Yeah nice to hear you too, listen I broke my phone—yes again—and could ya send me a replacement? Thanks…yea you know how he gets…uh ok I will…bye…" He hung up and tossed the phone to Nnoitra.

Nnoitra caught it and tucked it away, "What the bastard say?"

Grimmjow shrugged, "Same old shit, and he's mailing me my phone. It'll be here tomorrow morning."

Ichigo yawned and poked Shinji in the leg, "Hey, what time is it?"

Shinji glanced at his watch; a gift from Nnoitra, the small watch face reflected a hundred different colors that would give anyone a seizure. "It's about 6:00." But, of course, Shinji was immune to its effect.

"Cool, wanna head out?"

"Hell yea!"

They stood to go but a hand restrained them both. Nnoitra and Grimmjow raised an eyebrow, "And where are you going?"

"It's Friday!" Shinji exclaimed.

"Oh." Grimmjow said, releasing Ichigo's arm, "Clubbing night."