Title: Pure Soul, Tainted Blood

Pairing: Grimmjow x Ichigo

Summary: Grimmjow always hated Ichigo for being weak. But one night, he sees the orange head wildly eating a man and now he he has to help the tortured boy escape a curse.

Disclaimer: Tite Kubo made Bleach. Nobody else but him made it. This is an AU fanfic made for fun. If you choose to read, then I hope you like it and review.

I fell off the bed and the impact of the floor against my back made me wake up in an instant.

"Ow!" I gritted in pain, getting up with my eyes narrowing to a glare. I know that I was pushed off the bed, because I felt a hand trying to wake me up while pushing me to the side and resulting in my fall.

"Sorry. You were sleeping like a log." Ulquiorra said nonchalantly, his monotone voice back. But when I looked at the bed, Ichigo was gone and the only thing that would let me know that he really slept there was the red color on the sheets. The red color of blood.

"What happened?" he asked, and after a pause added another question. "Care to tell me what you know about Kurosaki?"

"One question at a time, please. By the way, he's still here?"

"He's in the dining room eating cereals with Nel who shared her honey flakes with him." I wished that Ulquiorra gave him clean clothes, because I don't want Nel to see blood-soaked shit like I did before. "Did you give him new clothes?" I asked out of concern.

"Since this is your house and I'm just checking on you, I showed him your clothes and gave him some shorts and a shirt, but they were almost loose on him, but it would have to do. I put his uniform on your washing machine, and I still don't know why there's blood there. He won't tell me why. Do you know?" he said all at once, like he was a detective.

"If I'm gonna have to tell you, promise me that you won't think I'm joking." I looked at him with my eyes fixed on him so intensely so he would know that I'm not fucking around with anybody and I'm not interested to make jokes of any kind. "I know that look. Okay. So what do you know?"

I started to tell him everything, and believe me when I said that I never would say that much in such short time. But I needed someone else to know, Not just me. Ulquiorra's the longest friend I ever had and the one I'd trust the most.

I told him everything from Ichigo's friend being seduced by a succubus to Ichigo becoming a cannibal that troubled him so much he became withdrawn from everyone else in my school. I didn't leave out anything at all and tried to make it clear and understandable to him.

I was always laid back, and this was one of the moments when I was so serious that I can't breathe calmly. It took him by surprise, for I heard the small hitch in his voice when he tried to make a reply.

It was one of the two times that he would hesitate.

The other time was when after my parents died and he tried to say something to console me but didn't succeed and just sat with me, silence all over us like it's the air itself.

But now's not the time for thinking about the past. We were talking about Ichigo and what's happening to him. It's not about me, and it's not the right time, ever, to be talking about my experiences.

He said nothing instead, like before. But I could feel no denial from him. Just pure shock and disbelief, but I guess everyone would feel the same so I wasn't mad at him. Ulquiorra didn't leave, but he sat on the bed, not caring if he sat on dry, dirty blood.

"Believe me or not it's the truth."

"I know you won't lie about something so big. This is just so sudden to me. And I always thought that demons don't exist, but all what you said, every word that you said, shattered that belief; that there's nothing supernatural here."

"Sorry." I apologized sarcastically and he knew what I meant so he didn't say anything. "What a great way to start a morning." he sighed in annoyance even though his voice was still blank and emotionless. "Yeah." I agreed, and he grabbed the sheets to get it washed as well.

It was funny that he felt like he had to care for the house himself, like it was something important to him. He has this need to clean the house, like he's our housekeeper. But I didn't mind. Less work to do.

I closed the door and walked downstairs, and like what Ulquiorra said they almost didn't fit him since the clothes were really baggy on him. At least he wasn't in his demonic state, nor was he coated in blood to scare Nel off.

"Hi." he greeted, and I lazily waved back while I took out a sandwich from the fridge and heated it up. I sat beside Nel and started to eat, but I knew that he was looking at me like he was hungry.

The look in his eyes when he drank all the blood that poured out of my palm, I can't forget it. That look he's giving me right now is just the same look. Stop doing that! I don't yell to prevent any trouble from coming up, and just let him look at me like a wild beast.

"Nii-chan?" Nel and I are cousins, but she still thinks of me as her older brother so I let her. "Can Itsygo come over again? He's sooo cool!" she lisped and I nodded. He would have to. Aside from his family, me and Ulquiorra are the only people he could share with about his secrets.

"Ichigo? We have to talk. By the way, where have you been?" My old man asked as soon as I opened the door. Before, he would kick me and yell to me about being late, but not anymore. There was no more time for that.

"At a friend's house. What is it we have to talk about?"

"I heard at the news." Uh-oh. Stupid me for not being patient! "I'm sorry." He didn't glare, neither did he raise his voice. This happened once before, and knowing that my curse is something hard to fight against with my will, he tousled my hair before we walked to the living room.

While drinking tea that my grandmother taught me to make, I recollected everything that happened from last night. I ate someone, and right now the news playing on the TV in front of me proved that it did happen and I can't escape the truth.

But after that, Grimmjow found me doing something horrid that I regained a bit of myself and I didn't expect him to help me. The shock froze my guilty heart for a second but I let him, even though a part of him hated the weakness I showed to the others everyday.

Now, he would be involved with me. No one should have known, but still I owe him a big favor which I wish to repay soon so he'll no longer have to be involved with me and my secret. Oh, if only I had the power to make people lose their memories.

A/N: Okay! That was fast but I got in a type of roll to make this chapter already. Now time to update the other stories. I thank you all and if there are any errors, point them out and I'll fix them right away.