Wow three chapters in like three-four days (depending on when I finish), lucky you!

Grimmjow: 11

Harem: 10

Renji: 5

Shuuhei: 3

Woo last minute vote right before I submitted this chapter! And I do believe I actually have a guy reading this O.O must be as insane as me.

I really don't think anyone is going to vote anymore… So I'm not going to add anymore fluffy chapters like the dream chapters. Prepare for the chapters to be strictly plot based and this one is Ichigo centered.

Chapter 17

Second Chance

Ichigo stirred. Wait, who was Ichigo? He felt cold without clothes. Cold? Clothes?

Someone gasped. "Oh god this poor child was killed naked!" Killed? The voice sounded female, possibly a mother.

"Dear, leave him alone. Look at him, he's marked. Three times!" This voice was burly obviously a male.

"I don't care! His death must have been horrible, he can't even move! Please honey we need to help him." The woman begged the man.

The man sighed in defeat. "Alright lets get him inside. Who knows what people around here would do to him." Thought left Ichigo as he felt calloused hands grab him.

Grimmjow paced around the living room of their house. "Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!"

Shuuhei sighed. Pretty soon Grimmjow's going to be breaking things…more like people. It's been two months since they killed and escaped from Aizen. It's also been two months since he died. A silent tear fell from Shuuhei's eyes. They all seemed to be doing too much of that lately. Renji was back in Soul Society trying to find Ichigo. Shuuhei had to stay behind with Grimmjow because he isn't allowed there yet. The fangirls decided to give them grieving space. The one thing Shuuhei dreaded was breaking Ichigo's sexuality to Soul Society and Isshin. Sure some shinigami were gay but it wasn't like they were Soul Society's greatest hero, one of the greatest foes or vice-captains soon to be captains and they certainly weren't all bedding each other. Shuuhei shivered. "Grimmjow calm down or we will go visit Isshin right now." That calmed him down. Grimmjow seemed petrified of Isshin Kurosaki but nothing scared Grimmjow. Gin and Aizen didn't faze him! Those two could make a hollow cry…well Aizen did but that's not the point.

Grimmjow faced Shuuhei and said, "Sure might as well get that over with." Shuuhei gulped.

Renji was so aggravated right now he could chew through a brick wall! He was sitting in the 12th division waiting. They had Ichigo's spirit pattern on record so it should be easy finding him, right? For the past month (the first one they were too shocked to move anywhere other than around the house) he's been searching by foot until he ran into Nemu and she offered her divisions assistance. He hated her captain. He was such a cocky ass! But he needed to find Ichigo. Finally someone from the division spoke to Renji

"Umm Renji fuku-tacho(no idea how it's spelled) it seems that when our computers crashed a week ago that his spirit pattern data was lost and irrecoverable."

Those bricks were sounding mighty tempting. He wanted to snap at the kid but it's never nice to 'shoot the messenger'. He dismissed the young shinigami who seemed thankful to be gone. Was he that intimidating?

Exiting the 12th division he could have eaten an entire house! Rangiku Matsumoto was waiting patently for Renji to exit.

"Before you leave Renji I would like to offer my services."

"Sorry but all I want is Ichigo in bed, not you." Renji said trying to pass the evil woman.

Her eye twitched. "Very funny Renji, but I mean in the search for Ichigo."

Renji stopped meaning he was listening.

"We feel slightly responsible for Ichigo's death and are willing to search every area of Soul Society with you to find him. Whether we show it or not we care about our performers, er friends."

"I don't care what you do to us when he's back, I just want him back." Renji said as he left a speechless Matsumoto.

He hoped he could find Ichigo before something happened to him.

Ichigo awoke for the second time that day with afternoon sun peering in through the windows. Things slowly started coming back. He knew basic functions and his speech, but his memories still avoid him. Getting out of the bed he was placed in he noticed he was dressed…somewhat. His torso was still bare but his lower half was decently covered.

"Ah good you're awake! I thought for sure you would sleep until night." This must be the woman who saved him.

"Thank you and give my thanks to the man you were with."

She looked surprised. "You're leaving?"

He nodded, he couldn't explain it but it was like his heart was telling him to search for something.

She closed the gap in between them and held one of his hands in both of hers. "Please stay. I had a son before I died and you look just like him. Please let the pain in my heart subside for just a little while?" She sounded desperate but Ichigo could understand the pain in her heart.

He hesitantly nodded and was immediately embraced in a hug. Burying her head in his bare chest she sobbed tears of joy. "Thank you so very much!"

Once she finally let go and composed herself he asked a question. "Umm I'm Ichigo is there a name you go by?"

Her face lit up, he thought she was going to go through the roof. "You can call me mom." Somehow those words eased a different pain, one he battled with while he was living but he couldn't remember why.

She gave him a tour of their house. They were in a poorer district, 69 if he heard her correctly. The house was tiny, two small bedrooms, one bathroom and a living room/kitchen. He met the man who saved him. Ichigo thought he seen joy in his eyes when 'mom' told him the man was to be called dad but that was quickly demolished.

"Umm son," she sounded so happy about his new status, "Why do you have three different styles of tattoos on your body?" Because those three are complete opposites of each other. He clutched his head groaning in pain. What was that? Ichigo had no idea where that came from but his heart ached more if that was even possible. His new mother rushed to him along with his new father. "Oh dear I'm sorry. I should have realized you don't have any memories. But don't worry they will come back in due time." She said trying to comfort him.

"Yeah everyone goes through it. I've never heard of someone getting all of theirs back but the pieces help to establish yourself in this world." Ichigo's father comforted.

"Thanks… mom… dad." This time you could clearly see joy in both of their faces.

"Well I'm sure you are hungry, honey can you go get some extra things from the market? I feel like inviting some friends over." He simply nodded and left, no doubt he was going to suggest the same thing.

Sure enough Ichigo's stomach growled and his mother smiled cheerfully at him her long blonde hair swaying as she set to work in the kitchen. "Umm mom can I go explore while you are preparing my food? I won't go far I promise." The last part most likely wasn't necessary but Ichigo felt he needed to say it.

"Sure dear, but be wary of people who stare at you too long. Your tattoos may grab unwanted notice." She said in a singsong way that didn't suit her warning. "Oh and grab a shirt."

Ichigo grabbed a shirt and headed out. He didn't get far before his back met the street. A guy his age had plowed into him, not watching where he was going.

"Hey get back here you thief!" a man shouted at the guy.

Quickly said guy scrambled back onto his feet and sped down the street leaving a confused Ichigo on the ground. Putting his hand on the ground he touched metal. Looking down he noticed a small locket. He picked it up and tried to open it but it was locked. Putting it in his pocket he went back to his house. Unbeknownst to Ichigo, he was being watched.

Chapter done!

Woo another chapter done. I guess I really want to start doing other stories. Just to let you guys know, after this is finished, TSSC (Two Sides of the Same Coin) will be updated this frequently too. Yes I added my own char in this because no one fit the spot I wanted to be filled from Bleach. But you'll like this guy (I hope). Anyways R&R!