Warnings: Everyone's favourite: crappy grammar! OOCness, Some bad language, but unfortunately nothing major. Oh smut, where are thou?
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach, Children of Bodom owns the song. Nothing has changed.
Part four:"Man, Ichi, selling fries and beef is certainly not your thing."
"Shut up. You should do this, if you are so much better."
People passing the bad smelling grill didn't have even an idea about the inner argue that was going on in orange headed salesclerk's head. Most of them seemed to fasten their pace when they smelled the not-so-good flavour. The scowl wasn't any help, either. It made children cry and run to their mother instead of clinging her arm and asking them to buy a sausage. Or whatever children wanted to eat.
"They will get scared of my eyes even more than your scowl. You should smile more often, you have a pretty smile."
Ichigo decided not to make any comments about his partner's opinion. Shiro loved to tell Ichigo how beautiful he was. Shinigami himself would have preferred "handsome", but hollow thought that it didn't describe Ichigo as well. Making nosy notes about how similar they looked made Shiro always pout and complain how Ichigo knew nothing of romance. This was true, actually. And made him wonder how Shiro knew anything about it.
When he had asked his aibou about the subject, white one had smiled sadly, which made Ichigo immediately uncomfortable. "I have never had feelings like this before", he had stated sorrowfully. "Hollows don't feel love. When I found this new emotion, this new warmth, I decided to give everything I have in it. It is probably side effect from living in the darkness so long. If it bothers you, I will of course stop."
It was the biggest cliché that Ichigo had heard in his whole life, but it also had made him shift in guilt. Then shinigami had licked away the tears from his lover's face and made passionate love to him. And from that day on, Shiro could be as cheesy as he wanted to be.
Ichigo believed that his partner and Yumichika could make really good friends from each other.
"I know, and you are awesome, too. You could tell them that you have contact lances or something. Or we should buy sunglasses."
At first Ichigo had thought that he was very lucky, because with Shiro in control of his body and he sleeping he could make really long hours at work without tiring up. One woman had started to scream and caused a great panic on a narrow street. Really, why were black and yellow eyes such a big deal?
They had been living and working on their own couple weeks now, and no message had come from Soul Society. Ichigo had started worrying again; even the "stress relief" given by Shiro couldn't completely remove it. His friends were in danger, and he was here. Safe and sound.
Feeling his partner's tired energy hollow softened a little. "Okay, I will burn fries for a while, so you can take a nap. But if there will be customers or that old and fat man that you call boss will visit, I will wake you. Is that okay?"
Ichigo yawned. "Okay", he said aloud and felt his vision blur when his partner took control of his body. Soon he was deeply asleep.
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Shiro smiled. People walking down the street looked oddly at the scenery; man with black and yellow eyes, dressed in apron with white and red stripes chuckling all by himself. No one said anything, though. It was a big city with lots of strange things in it, after all.
The job was boring, but it didn't really matter to Shiro. They would get along well, even with a small amount of money that they got from their job. His partner couldn't stop worrying about his friends, but otherwise he seemed happy to live in the city.
It was almost like a honeymoon.
Stupid hollow. Must stop thinking embarrassing thoughts.
"Yo."
Shiro jumped a little, caught by surprise. Now he saw a teal haired man standing in front of the grill, looking at him thoughtfully. His head was bent in a strange angle, which made his sharp featured face almost wildcat like.
Shiro was sure he knew this man. But from where? They have lived here only couple weeks.
"It was a pain to follow you all the way here, shinigami. It is my luck that you still cant' hide your energy too well."
White hollow hadn't been paying too much attention to his enemies in times of war. His enemies were same as Ichigo's, so there was no need to remember everyone's face and name. Still, there were one or two voices he would never forget.
"Grimmjow?"
"Good job noticing. Some stupider would think that I am hard to recognize. Every guy seems to have blue hair nowadays." Oh, the irony.
Shiro tensed. He had promised to wake Ichigo if someone would come, but he also knew that Ichigo was no mach for Grimmjow. Hollow himself could hardly manage to keep it against the arrancar. And he was in his body, too. What would happen, if he tried to leave this body now? Would Ichigo just take the control, or would his body be left completely defenceless?
"Jeez, relax. You are not with your Shinigami friends and I'm not with Aizen. So, at the moment we are not enemies. Fighting you when you are in your body would be like stealing a kid's lollipop."
Grimmjow looked thoughtful. "What's wrong with your eyes, anyway? And you reiatsu is little different, too. It wasn't like that ten minutes ago. You have learned some new tricks?"
"You could say so." Shiro knew he was in trouble. At the moment arrancar seemed peaceful, he was smirking, but he was still an enemy. "Would you believe me, if I said that I'm no Ichigo."
"Nope. But you are acting differently, now that you mentioned it. Who are you, then?"
"I'm his hollow."
"I see. Let me talk to the shinigami, then." Espada looked impatient. "I think this might be important to him."
"How would you know what is important to him", white mumbled, but did as he was told. "King, you have a guest. Don't freak out, everything is on control."
"Why would I freak out? Customers should be good, we never sell anything…"
"Oh shit!"
Now in control of his own body, Ichigo was looking directly into the arrancar's eyes. Fucker had followed him here. And he was wearing an apron and no Zangetsu. Goodbye, cruel world.
"I told you not to freak out. He won't attack you."
"It is fucking Grimmjow, damn it! How could I not freak out?"
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"Hey! I want to talk to you, so don't space out like that!"
Grimmjow was pissed of. He had been looking for this butthead for weeks, and what was the reaction? Guy nearly seemed to notice him! This was so not fucking fair! And what was that deal with the hollow? Ichigo wasn't even wearing the mask!
Shinigami frowned at him. "What do you want?"
Well, that was a fucking good question. Grimmjow didn't know what he wanted. But he wouldn't tell that to Ichigo in any case.
"I would prefer you without that apron. Come out of there, and maybe I will tell you."
The comment seemed to make the young shinigami uncomfortable. Pervert. Grimmjow didn't mean it that way. Right?
"I'm out of here in couple hours", orange head said, scratching his head. "If you are patient enough, you can wait for me."
Arrancar smirked cockily. This was going on right direction.
"Sure. Got nothing better to do."
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"That was certainly not a good idea."
"Sorry, couldn't think anything better. You mentioned he has something important to talk with me, right?"
"It is a trap for sure. You do remember that we are talking about Grimmjow here."
"Yeah. Don't worry. He could have killed us already if he had wanted. Everything will be alright, you said so too."
Shiro was not pleased. He was nervous, and being nervous made him angry. And frightened. What if Grimmjow would attack them right now? They would be dead in seconds.
"Relax, okay? There is nothing you can do about it." Ichigo's soothing voice repeated inside their shared head. How could he be so calm?
Somewhere Ichigo had gotten the idea of bringing Grimmjow in their flat. And his white partner thought it was the worst idea ever. Poor Shiro. If he had been dog, he would have dragged his tail on the ground.
Ichigo had barely enough time to open the door when Espada already leaped inside like he would own the damn place. "Damn, Shinigami, why do you live in a rat hole like this? You can barely turn around in there."
Younger one shrugged his shoulders. "Doesn't matter. It serves me well enough. Would you tell me whatever you came to tell me? I'm getting bored here."
That wasn't true, Ichigo was tense as hell, Shiro sensed that, and so did Grimmjow. Evil smirk played on arrancar's lips as he sat down on the bed slowly, taking his time.
"You might already guess", he stated. "It is about my army, or whatever you want to call it. They are all on free now. You would be surprised how much there are hollows in Hunco Mundo. In Soul Society, well organised group of hollows may cause some serious damage. They don't usually go there, right? They are too stupid to open the gate. Shinigami sure can protect themselves, but what about those who life in… what was the name again… Rukongai? Poor ordinary souls may have some problems right now."
Those words crumbled Ichigo's hope totally. "And you kept looking for me two weeks to tell me that? Thanks a lot."
Grimmjow tilted his head a little. "Oe, don't sound so heartbroken. I have lieutenants and all that stuff keeping them in control, it's a real battle, not just a slaughter. In two weeks there is not that much progress."
"So? You are going to tell them to stop, are you?"
"I might. On one condition."
Shirosaki felt terror rising inside of him. This was much cleverer trap that he imagined. If it was about someone's life, Ichigo would do anything to save them. Friends, complete strangers, no difference. If Grimmjow wanted to kill Ichigo, young Shinigami might surrender without a fight.
"What is it? Remember, if you kill me, I can't know are my friends really safe. So that is not an option."
Grimmjow laughed. "I have to admit, I thought that too. But it would be no fun at all. So, I decided to ask you to be my fuckbuddy."
Silence. Shiro was not sure was this any better than getting killed.
"I accept."
"Ichigo, you don't have to do this. You can't do this. There must be some other way. We can fight him, we can win!"
"Fuck it, horse! Shut your trap for a while!"
That shocked Ichigo's white partner to silence. Ichigo didn't call him by that name. Ichigo shouldn't call him by that name. They were supposed to be equal.
Yes, I gave it all I can
Now it's invaded by a stranger
"Yes… my king."