A/N: Yo, another chapter coming up ;) Action will be coming as well ^^, Enjoy :D

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Chapter 7

Grimmjow was restless. He didn't know why, but he felt like something bad was coming, and soon. A shudder passed through his body and he moved closer to Ichigo. The boy opened an eye slightly.
"What?" he asked sleepily.
"Nothing. Just trying to have some fun," Grimmjow smirked, turning the situation into something a little more… fun. Ichigo yawned and looked at the arrancar.
"And it can't wait 'till morning?" he asked. Grimmjow grinned widely, showing off sharp teeth.
"Maybe," he said.
"You just sleep, and I'll mind my own business," he said casually, causing Ichigo to send him a skeptical look before closing his eyes again. Grimmjow smirked. All according to plan. He moved discreetly until he was practically lying on top of the orange-head. Then he ground his hips down onto Ichigo's in a slow, well aimed motion. The teen moaned and opened his eyes again.
"Cheater," he said and flipped them over so that he himself was on top. Grimmjow shrugged.
"As long as I get my way, I don't care," he said before locking lips with the teen. The next hour or so was filled with moans and cries of pleasure, and finally with the panting of two very satisfied men before they fell asleep.

As Ichigo arose the next morning he looked at the still slumbering Grimmjow. The blue hair lay messily on the pillow, and the arrancar's arms were possessively wrapped around Ichigo's waist. Running a hand through bright orange hair, Ichigo slowly began to wiggle loose. Unfortunately this caused Grimmjow to growl and tighten his grip. Mumbling in his sleep
"Mine," he muttered. Ichigo would have laughed at the petulant expression on the sleeping Grimmjow's face, but he had to get up now, or he'd be late for school. He sighed and finally shook the arrancar slightly. Blue eyes with brown circling the pupil looked up at him sleepily. Ichigo was nearly awestruck by the beauty of them.
"Uh… Can you let go of me? I'll be late," he said. Grimmjow yawned and loosened his grip. The teen got up, picked up his school uniform and went into the bathroom to shower and get ready for the day.

Grimmjow was left alone in the bed. He quickly took advantage of the heat where Ichigo had lain, wrapping himself in warmth. The pleasant experience of resting didn't last long, as when Ichigo came out of the shower, the first thing he did was toss his bag onto the bed, hitting Grimmjow in the gut. Grimmjow sat up quickly and glared at the teen, who now stood there looking somewhat sheepish.
"Sorry, I kinda forgot you lay there…" he said. Grimmjow raised a delicate blue brow.
"You forgot? I've been staying here for a little more than three weeks!" he said indignantly.
"I know. I'm just used to tossing my bag there before I pack it. It's a habit," Ichigo replied. Grimmjow blinked a few minutes before glaring.
"Right… It was payback, wasn't it? For me 'cheating' yesterday, and for not letting go previously," he said. Ichigo smirked.
"A little" he admitted.
"I'm a bad influence on ya," Grimmjow stated before tossing the bag back and going back to sleep.

Ichigo smirked and rolled his eyes before tossing the bag over his shoulder and walking downstairs. He quickly made himself breakfast and a lunchbox, and was on his way to school roughly fifteen minutes later. When he arrived he could see Renji and Rukia speaking with the others, frowns decorating their faces. As he approached the gang turned their heads towards him.
"Hi Ichigo. I was hoping you could settle something for us," Rukia said with a falsely cheery smile.
"What?" he replied with suspicion.
"These people seem to think you're gay," she said, jumping straight to the point.
"She doesn't believe 'em. But I do," Renji said with a smirk, obviously trying to mock him. Ichigo rolled his eyes impatiently.
"You made a bet, didn't you?" he asked. Not surprised when the two shinigami nodded.
"Renji, you win. Rukia was wrong," he stated and kept walking towards the school building, leaving behind a shell shocked pair of shinigami, a laughing Dawn and Orihime, a smiling Chad and an exasperated Uryu.

As he walked to the classroom, Rukia caught up to him.
"What do you mean with 'Renji's right'?" she asked. Ichigo shrugged, perpetual frown still firmly in place.
"I mean exactly that. You were wrong, I'm gay," he said.
"How do you know? You don't have a boyfriend," she stated. Ichigo rolled his eyes and faced her.
"I just know. You don't have to be with someone to know that, you know. Besides, I actually do have a boyfriend," he explained. Rukia was stunned for a second, just standing there, frozen. She soon snapped out of it, and Ichigo could practically see her eyes sparkling.
"You do? Who is he? Do I know him?" she nearly squealed. Ichigo was a little put out by this unusual display of hers. The only time he'd seen her behave like this was when she was fangirling over Chappy the bunny. Ichigo's frown deepened. He hadn't really meant to tell her of his boyfriend. It sort of slipped out.
"He doesn't really want people to know," Ichigo excused himself and sat down by his desk. The teacher entered and Rukia had to go to her own desk. Luckily it seemed his small lie had gone undetected. For now.

He had another sparring session with Grimmjow that afternoon. It had quickly evolved into a make out session, which had gone even further when they got into the hot spring in Urahara's basement. Their lovemaking was still very similar to sparring, as neither wanted to give up dominance without a fight, but somehow Ichigo usually came out on top, and the last time the fight had been easier than usual, as if Grimmjow didn't really try to top him anymore. Not that Ichigo minded. He quite liked being on top. One thing they certainly were in agreement of was marking. Both of them seemed insistent on leaving as many marks as possible on the other, in the form of love bites, hickeys, scratches and more. As a result, Ichigo's back was covered in scratches from Grimmjow's nails; his neck had a bite mark, and he was covered in hickeys and bruises. Again. Not that Grimmjow was any better off. While he lacked the scratches, his hips had clear hand-shaped bruising, and bite marks littered his body. At present time they were sprawled out in the couch relaxing. Ichigo's fingers were massaging Grimmjow's scalp as he kept petting the man. A slight rumbling sound could be heard, Ichigo stopped petting, and the rumbling stopped. Experimentally, Ichigo pulled his hand through Grimmjow's messy locks once more. The sound returned and Ichigo smirked.
"Grimmjow, are you… purring?" Grimmjow's cheeks seemed to go slightly flushed.
"No!" he harshly denied. Ichigo dragged his hands down slipping them under Grimmjow's shirt. The near-purring returned.
"You are! You're purring!" Ichigo laughed as Grimmjow unceremoniously pushed him off the couch. He landed on the floor with a soft oof. As he got back up, the smirking face of Grimmjow met him halfway. The former espada rolled out of the couch, landing on Ichigo and straddled his hips.
"Let's see if we can make you purr" he said.

Unfortunately that was as far as they got, as a strong reiatsu appeared nearby. Grimmjow froze. Ichigo looked at him in question and sat up.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"Can't you feel that reiatsu? If that is who I suspect it is… we're in trouble," the blue haired arrancar actually looked concerned, something Ichigo still wasn't used to.
"How come?" he wondered. Grimmjow looked at him intently.
"If I'm right, it's the quinta espada… Espada number 5, Nnoitra Gilga,"
"Let's get moving!"

Nnoitra stood in midair with Tesra by his side after exiting the garganta. It was almost too easy to find the group he was looking for. He spotted the platinum blonde man wandering along the streets, presumably going back home; and simply followed him until he entered an apartment. Grinning madly Nnoitra snuck closer, making sure they remained hidden. If what Aizen said was correct, these weren't ordinary humans, so they were likely able to see spirits. Tesra had a hand on the hilt of his sword, ready to draw when necessary, while Nnoitra himself stood casually resting a hand on the shaft of his own weapon, but not really gripping it like Tesra was. He was biding his time, knowing that the group would eventually have to leave, either together or one by one. That's when he'd strike.

Spike entered the apartment going into the living room, where he was nearly assaulted by a laughing Dawn.
"What the bloody hell is going on here?" he asked when the girl let him out from her embrace. Her smile widened to the point where he almost thought it would split her face in two, and she pulled him towards the rest of the group. On the floor a map was lying, a glowing dot marking the apartment. The vampire raised a questioning brow.
"We did it! We cast a successful tracking spell!" Willow said with enthusiasm.
"We cast the spell to track you first, so that we would know if it worked," Tara explained.
"We can find him now," Dawn laughed. Buffy and Giles seemed to be more solemn.
"Maybe… Remember, it's quite possible that it could fail. We can't really be certain until we try it on Xander," Giles said as he cleaned his glasses.
"Yeah, so let's not get our hopes up too much before we actually find him, okay?" Buffy added. They all agreed on this, and the two witches began setting up the stuff they needed. On each corner of the map, a bowl was placed, and in each bowl was a representation of an element; a candle for fire, soil for earth, water for water, and incense for air. Candles were quickly re-lit, a photo of Spike was replaced with one of Xander, and incense was lit. Willow and Tara sat down on either side of the map, holding hands. An essential oil was dripped into the bowl of soil.
"I call upon the earth, the soil
As I sacrifice this drop of oil
I call upon the air, upon every breath
That has yet to be claimed by the inevitable death
I call upon the fire that consumes all
To aid my on my quest, answer my call
I call upon water, every creek
To find the one that I seek

Magna cum laude" they said before continuing to chant in what sounded like Latin. A mist-like light seeped from the four elements and formed a tiny glowing orb. The orb quickly darted to one point on the map and hovered for a while before shrinking down until it was just a glowing dot. Dawn gasped slightly.
"That looks like Ichigo's place!" she exclaimed. Once they took a closer look, they saw that the writing on the map spelled out "Kurosaki-clinic" right where the dot was.
"Maybe he's sick?" Willow suggested. Dawn shook her head.
"Ichigo's father isn't home. The clinic is temporarily closed…" just then, the dot began to move.
"Let's meet up with him!" Dawn suggested, and they quickly blew out the candles.

Willow and Tara made sure their spell was still active as they left the apartment, and followed the dot to meet up with their lost friend. But they hadn't gotten far before trouble found them. A hand shot out of the dark and grabbed Dawn, pulling her off her feet and into the arms of a tall, skinny man. His long, black hair framed a narrow face and made him seem even taller and lankier than he was. A vicious smirk adorned his face as his hand caressed Dawn's hair.
"Let go of my sister!" Buffy shouted with a furious scowl. The man shrugged and effortlessly tossed the girl through the air and into the arms of a smaller, brown haired male. Buffy was about to attack when she noticed a sharp blade pressed against her sisters neck.
"I wouldn't try to get to her. Tesra here has strict orders to kill anyone who gets in our way," the dark haired man smirked, as though he achieved great pleasure from having this power over them.
"But I can attack you then?" Buffy said in a seemingly carefree voice, before leaping at the man. His grin widened as he easily deflected her attack.
"How do you plan to do that, girlie? You are nothing. You are weak," he said. Buffy frowned and pulled her weapon: a massive broadsword (Giles silently wondered where she'd kept it). She swung it at the man and made contact with his arm. To her astonishment it didn't really do anything. The only sign that she had even hit him was the ripped sleeve and a slight scratch on his arm, looking more like a paper-cut than a sword-attack wound. Yet the man frowned as he looked upon it.
"Interesting. You broke through my hierro… It seems I have underestimated you, girlie," the man grinned again, wider than before. He looked completely deranged. The odd outfit he wore didn't exactly help. He wore a spoon-like hood on a white jacket, open at his chest, but closed on the midsection. The legs of his pants were wide, and the ends were tucked into his black, pointy boots. The look was completed by an eyepatch covering his left eye. He reached behind his back and grabbed his weapon. It was like no weapon Buffy had ever seen. A long shaft with a long chain attached to one end. On the other end were the blades. Two crescent shapes, attached back to back. She was actually somewhat frightened of this man… Was he even a man? He had deflected her attack so easily, with only a slight scratch… How? She hid her fear and stood tall.
"You have no idea who you're dealing with, tall-dark-and-creepy," she stated. Her taunt was weak, but it was all she could think of at the moment. She threw herself at him, her sword crashing into his weapon.

His smirk never faded as he reached out and grabbed her, lifting her up by her shirt. She swung her blade, but it did nothing.
"I know you're not a normal human. But that doesn't matter. You're still too weak to be a threat. Why Aizen wants ya is lost on me…" he stated and was about to open a garganta to leave. Something held him back. It was as though rope had twisted itself around him. He turned and looked at the remaining humans. Two of them, the girls, were chanting something. He frowned and swung his blade towards them, breaking their concentration and ending the spell. Unfortunately the platinum blonde man had pushed them away in the nick of time. It seemed he was stronger than normal humans as well… and the girls had some strange power too. He was about to attack them again when he suddenly heard something.

Ichigo and Grimmjow had quickly ditched their respective bodies in favor of their spiritual forms. Grimmjow noticed he still had bandages covering his hollow-hole, but didn't bother removing it, as it made no difference. They were quickly running through air, at full speed, to reach the espada before he could do harm. It didn't take them too long to spot the man. Still running, Ichigo pulled his sword while Grimmjow readied his own attack. They shouted out and attacked at the same time, just as Nnoitra turned towards them.
"Getsuga Tensho!"
"Cero!" Their attacks flew towards the dark haired arrancar. The red cero and black Getsuga, side by side, hit the man dead on, forcing him to let go of the woman he was holding on to. Ichigo quickly caught her and put her down gently.
"Ichigo?!" he heard a voice exclaim. Looking towards the source he saw Dawn in Tesra's arms. Grimmjow had noticed as well. Nnoitra was smirking.
"Well, well, well… if it isn't the former sexta. Grimmjow Jaegerjaques," he snickered. Their attacks had done nothing. They quickly took a defensive position, between Nnoitra and the others.
"You want them? You have to go through us first!" Ichigo nearly growled. Grimmjow sent him a look and caught his attention.
"Try to free Dawn from Tesra. I'll deal with Nnoitra for now," he said. Ichigo nodded and moved towards the fraccion.
"Xander!" Dawn's voice rang out as Grimmjow was about to charge.

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