AU! Yaoi! Working SVU isn't easy. The victims are real, and the pain is real. Ichigo's a hardheaded detective who gets a partner he never wanted. What happens when he's targeted and forced to put his trust in the last person he ever wanted? Grimm/Ichi

Full Summary: Working in the SVU is no easy task. The victims are real, the emotion is real, and the pain is real. Ichigo's an overworked, hardheaded detective who gets a partner he never wanted. He isn't supposed to be the victim; he's supposed to be the rescuer. What happens when he's targeted and forced to put his trust in the last person he ever wanted to? Can Grimmjow, the cocky, smug former narcotics officer make the right moves? Or loose the first actual thing he's ever cared about in his life? Grimm/Ichi

Notes: This is Yaoi. Don't like; don't read. There will be hardcore Yaoi (lemons) in this as well and I will warn when the time comes if you don't like to read that stuff. Also note that the characters will probably be a bit OOC. I'll keep them as in character as I can given the story.

Grimmjow

The Rash

Ichigo sat in the drivers seat, parked outside the suspect to his child rape and molestation case's home. Ichigo was tense and he refused to relax, and the main culprit? The jackass lounging in the passenger seat with the back lowered so that he could lay on his arms lazily and sleep.

"Would you get up and watch with me?" Ichigo asked and Grimmjow snorted.

"It's two in the morning, I want sleep." Ichigo gripped to steering wheel and ground his teeth to keep himself calm.

"Then get the fuck out of my car." Grimmjow chortled.

"Pissy huh? Lack of sleep can do that to ya." Grimmjow hopped up to look at Ichigo with that infuriating smirk.

"This is day two of your little vigil. By now he might be on a train to fucking Tokyo for all you know." Ichigo took a deep breath.

"No one's sent up any red flags. We've got his picture plastered everywhere and everyone on alert. The chances of him slipping through are pretty slim." Grimmjow leered and leaned in closer to Ichigo who inched away toward the driver's door.

"Oh? But "slim" means there's a possibility." Ichigo growled as Grimmjow pushed his face closer to Ichigo's, clearly enjoying the reaction's he was getting.

"I think you need to get laid. Might help with all that tension." Grimmjow's smirk grew to unnatural proportions, exposing pearly white teeth.

"I guess since yer partner's all hurt yer not gettin' any. But then again…" Grimmjow picked at Ichigo's shirt on his shoulder.

"Maybe you weren't gettin' the release ya needed." That did it. Ichigo released the steering wheel in a flurry of movement and launched his fist into Grimmjow's face. Grimmjow's eyes widened in surprise when he was struck and Ichigo pushed forward to straddle the man awkwardly pressed against the passenger door. Ichigo pulled his fist back but to Ichigo's utter outrage, Grimmjow grabbed his fist and stopped him, Grimmjow's other hand grabbing his left. Ichigo pushed and tugged but he couldn't make his arms budge despite how much his muscles strained.

"Damn you!" Ichigo spat and Grimmjow snickered.

"Hey, you asked for it." Grimmjow smirked and Ichigo let out the strangest squeak Grimmjow had ever heard when he thrust against the ass sitting in his lap. Ichigo jumped up and snarled as he dove down and slammed his head into Grimmjow's forehead.

"Listen up fuck head! I don't know why the hell this isn't computing but this bastard kidnapped, raped and then beat a little girl almost half to death! Her eyes were black, three teeth are missing, her skull was cracked, her face was so fucking swollen and purple it was difficult to I.D. her!" Ichigo spat in Grimmjow's face.

"This shit head needs to pay for what he's done! You understand! And I won't stop until he does! I don't care how much sleep I loose, I don't care what I have to put up with! So either shut-up and deal or get the fuck out of my car and tell Byakuya yourself that you want to be transferred!" Grimmjow was no longer smiling, just staring into Ichigo's face as the red from the gasping detective's face finally began to fade. His muscles were quivering from the onslaught of adrenaline that had raged through him and slowly, Grimmjow released Ichigo who wordlessly moved back and sat in the driver's seat.

"Now I don't know if he showed up or not." Ichigo grumbled as he pulled up his binoculars from the dash board and looked up into the window of the apartment that belonged to the culprit, James Niel.

"No one's showed up." Grimmjow said as he righted himself and straightened up the back of his chair. Ichigo scowled at the blue-haired man who simply ignored him and sighed as he looked across the street, his mood ruined.

Hours passed and it was four in the morning. Grimmjow shifted around, muscles getting soar from the nightlong vigil.

"We can wrap it up when we're replaced." Grimmjow snorted. This was the first time Ichigo had spoke in hours.

"I'm fine. Ya think I've never been on watch before?" Grimmjow shifted again.

"You've gotta fuckin' tiny car." Ichigo rolled his eyes.

"You're just too big." Grimmjow grinned.

"You tryin' to be funny?" Ichigo shook his head and then leaned closer toward the window when he saw a man dressed in a long black trench coat walk quickly up the sidewalk. Though the collar was pulled up, Ichigo could never mistake that posture and blonde hair. Grimmjow sensed the change in mood and leaned in next to Ichigo to look.

"That's the guy all right." Ichigo gave a doubting look at Grimmjow.

"You even know what he looks like?" Grimmjow scowled.

"I do, DO this for a living, ya know." Grimmjow glared.

"I looked over the whole fuckin' case file. Even the nasty pictures." Ichigo wanted to strangle Grimmjow. Then why the hell was he acting the way he was?! When he KNEW what happened to that poor girl!

"I hate you." Ichigo muttered as he put the binoculars down and started to casually get out of the car. Grimmjow smirked and got out the passenger's side.

"Love you to." Grimmjow mocked and Ichigo took a deep breath, and tried to pretend Grimmjow wasn't there. Didn't really work.

The duo waited for James to enter the apartment before casually entering the building as well. They went up the stairs to the location of the apartment and once in the hall, quickly, on quiet feet, took to the door. Pulling out their guns, both positioned themselves cautiously on either side of the entrance. Ichigo didn't bother giving Grimmjow the nod that he was going to knock simply because he couldn't stand the guy. Ichigo wanted to pretend he didn't exist. Ichigo jumped and sputtered when Grimmjow suddenly spun around and kicked the door open, bursting it half off the wall with a resounding crack.

"Police! Don't fuckin' move!" Ichigo hissed a curse as he moved into the room and Grimmjow blasted out of his sight after what he quickly presumed was a fleeing culprit. Ichigo cursed out loud again and chased after the two they exited a window and ran up a fire escape. Classic. However, on the third ramp up, Ichigo heard a girl scream and saw that a window was broken.

"Damn it!" Ichigo ducked in, ignoring the glass as he jumped to the floor and burst into a fast run when he heard the resounding bang of multiple gunshots. Grabbing his cellphone, Ichigo quickly called the police.

"Officer's in pursuit. Shots fired! Repeat! Shots fired!"

'Shit!'

The screaming grew louder as Ichigo grew nearer to the source and slipped his phone into his shirt pocket when the call was concluded.

"Grimmjow!" Ichigo hung a sharp left into a living room and saw Grimmjow standing over the fallen James Niel. In James' hand was a gun that had fell a couple inches from him when he'd been shot and fallen. A young girl with strawberry blonde hair was curled in a corner, sobbing. First thing was, to check the body. Ichigo quickly knelt down by the blonde man's side and checked his pulse. Nothing.

Knowing the police would be there any time; Ichigo took up the culprit's gun and set it on the table. Ichigo was beyond pissed.

"He pulled that one fast." Grimmjow muttered and Ichigo put his gun away, resisting the urge to once again punch Grimmjow. Deciding to ignore the other man, Ichigo went to the young girl.

"It's okay. We're the police. You're safe now." Ichigo said softly.

"Oi! You listen' to me?!"

"The police should be here pretty soon. You should get yourself checked out just to be safe." The girl nodded fervently.

"A-Arigato…" Ichigo smiled.

"Hey!" Ichigo's eyes widened in surprise when an arm reached around and gripped the front of his dark brown jacket and jerked him up and around.

"Stop fuckin' ignorin' me!" Grimmjow growled and Ichigo glared.

"You fucking kicked the door in without first checking to see if it was okay. He could have had someone in there with him!" Ichigo shot back and Grimmjow was about to snarl something else in reply but the room was suddenly flooded with police.

"Fucking perfect." Grimmjow snorted, glaring daggers at Ichigo as he released the orange-haired man and the two quickly showed their badges. Ichigo left after making his statements, Grimmjow following closely behind. The two wordlessly got into the car and drove back to the department. Ichigo could hardly stand it.

Okay! All done! I hope you guys enjoyed! I'm a little iffy about this, but I hope it was enjoyable all the same. The next chapter is where the main plot will start. Please let me know whatcha think! It's what makes me keep workin'!