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We reach my apartment with relative ease. I unlock my door and hold it open for the kid to walk in, which he does. He nods towards me but not much else. He invites himself on my couch and kicks of his shoes. I frown at that.

The little shit is getting too comfortable in my place

Instead of telling him that, I grin and close the door then walk into my kitchen. I rummage through the fridge and peek around the corner.

"Yo, you want a beer?" I ask. He frowns at me and turns he nose in the air.

"A beer this early? No thanks, water's fine with me."

"What's the matter? Don't like alcohol, Kid?" I snicker as I notice his frown deepen.

"First off, don't call me kid. I'm older than I look. Second, it's not that I don't like alcohol it's just way too early for me to be drinking. Much like it is for you." I tip my head back and laugh.

"Kid, you gotta stop worryin' about shit so much. Nobody's gonna force ya' to drink." I inform him as I grab a water bottle from the fridge. I walk back out to the living space and hand him his water.

"Not like you could either…" He nods in appreciation and opens the cap before chugging down the contents. I watch as the clear liquid slides down his throat, while his Adam's apple bobs ever so lightly. If the kid wasn't so damn annoying I might've fucked him by now.

Ah well, too bad the kid's gonna die today

I smile at the thought. I hear him gasp as he places the cap back on the water bottle. He stares up at me briefly before looking down again.

"Yo Kid, I'll be right back. Gotta go take a piss." He grins at me before snickering a little.

"Dude, this is your place. You don't gotta tell me what you're goin' to do." He tells me as he gives me a cocky grin.

"Right." I say as I make my way towards my room. Once there, I look briefly over my shoulder before going into my closet. I pull out a black box and open it, revealing a small hand gun. Powerful enough to kill the kid, but small enough to be hidden with ease. I place my hand over the trigger and grip it firmly and hide it behind my back. I walk out of my room and back into the living space, where I peek around the corner. I take aim at the kid's head, ready to fire at any moment.

"Say your prayers, Kid…"

Knock Knock Knock

I hear from the door. I hide the gun behind my back again as the kid gets up to open the door.

"I got it!" He yells back. When he opens the door my guard goes down as I realize it's just Gin.

Gin was an associate of mine. He was known for always having information about something, no matter what it was about. And he'd tell you whatever it was you needed to know, for a price that is. Gin was a pretty decent guy. The only problem was that he didn't have any affiliations with a gang, meaning any information was up for grabs.

I watch as he and the Kid chat about something. I figure it's time to make my presence known. I strut out calmly, gun still in place.

"Wassup Gin."

"Grimmy! How've ya' been? How long's it been? 3 years?" He asked, questions running into one sentence.

"Somethin' like that." I tell him smoothly. I see the Kid look back and forth between me and Gin. I grin at his expression.

"What's the matter Kidd-o?" He growls but says nothing.

"I didn't know you knew Gin. You guys friends or somethin'?" He asked skeptically. I could tell he was becoming wary of my motives and my identity. Understandable, almost anyone that knew Gin had some type illegal business going on. Even the Kid.

"You could say that. We go way back. What about you? How do you know Gin?" I question him back. At this point, the look in the Kid's eyes had already changed. Almost as if he closed himself off.

"He knows a friend of mine."

"Uhn-huh…" The kid and I have ourselves a stare off for a few seconds before Gin chimes in.

"Anywho! How do you and Ichi know each other? You guys gettin' it on? Hmmm?" He asks as he opens one icy blue eye and wiggles his eyebrows. I laugh at the assumption but the kid doesn't find it as funny as I do.

"Like hell I'm fucking this guy! He'd be lucky to even get a kiss from me." He exclaims loudly, all while pink stains his cheeks.

A blushing gang banger? Heh, cute

"Hey, not much I can do. Besides, don't wanna go to jail for fucking a minor…" I watch as the kid grinds his teeth. His true nature is starting to show, but he covers it up fast.

"I told you I'm not a fucking kid-!" he begins to growl out but he stops as he hears his phone ring. He sighs and holds up a hand before walking into the kitchen.

"Yeah, what is it? Huh? What?!" I hear him grunt violently. I try to listen some more but Gin clears his throat.

"So, Grimmjow. What were you planning to do to the kid?" He asked lowly. My eyes are still fixed on Ichigo pacing back and forth in my kitchen. I don't hesitate to answer his question.

"Nothin'. The Kid said he wanted to talk so, I brought him back here. Simple as that…"

"Oh really? So, why exactly do you have a gun on you? Surely you weren't plannin' to kill him, were you?" Gin questioned lightly. I turn around slowly meeting his cold gaze. If I hadn't known Gin for as long as I did, I would've been nervous.

"Maybe. What makes you so sure I have a gun on me?"

"Don't play dumb, Grimm. It doesn't suit you. Ichigo might have been oblivious to your actions, but I'm not."

"So what? The kid wouldn't have known." Gin closes one eye before walking behind me.

"I wouldn't be so sure. Let's say you miss the one shot you get-"

"I don't miss." I cut Gin off. Gin creeps over my shoulder and whispers into my ear.

"Let's pretend that you did. I predict Ichigo would've taken you down as soon as you he noticed you tried to kill him." I growl at him and turn around roughly.

"Bullshit!" I sneer out as I stare at Gin's mocking face. His expression was back to normal and playful than ever.

"Oh but it's true. Tell ya' what? I'll make ya' a deal today. I'll tell ya' one thing 'bout Ichigo Kurosaki, free of charge!" I look him over thoroughly before deciding to take him up on his offer.

"What's the catch?" I ask skeptically.

"No catch. Just a warning…" He says as he stops all movement. He opens his eyes completely again and actually frowns.

"There is more to him than you'll ever know. He should not be taken lightly. If you do, that'll more than likely be your down fall…" he stated slowly and slang free. I find myself swallowing thickly as the kid walks out from the kitchen looking as though someone pissed in his lunch.

"Yo, Grimmjow. I'm gonna have to talk to you some other day. I have something I need to do." He tells me as he walks out with his hair covering his eyes. I had gotten a peak of his eyes before he walked out the door and they weren't the usual molten brown. No. They were black and screaming for blood.

I found myself grinning maniacally towards Gin. "I told you so…" He sang out.

"That kid is very interesting…"

"Alright, what the fuck is up?" I ask angrily, walking into Renji's gym. I look around some more before spotting Ginjou, Renji and surprisingly Urahara. The man hardly gets out much anymore. I walk over to them and they nod at my presence.

"Where is everyone? I thought you said it was something important? Why didn't you call everyone else?" I ask.

"I told him not to. This is something only we should know about until we get things settled." Renji mutters lowly.

"Things like what?! Don't beat around the bush with me! I'm not in the fucking mood for this shit."

"Ichigo. Calm down, let Murdock explain what's goin' on here. It's probably something you'll want to hear." I take a deep breath before looking at Urahara.

"You said you had somethin' you wanted to tell me, Murdock?" I ask him. I was already on edge today. Especially with what happen with Grimmjow and my father. Now Ginjou tells there's somethin' up with the gang.

"Yes, yesterday night around 1am I was checking files, since I had nothing else to do. I went over each file involving the gang's profits and such and…" He trails off.

"And what?!" I yell. He doesn't seem fazed though.

"Over half of the gang's money in all the accounts have been stolen somehow…"

I stare at him for a little bit, trying to process the information he was giving me. I balled my fist up and grinded my teeth and I shake with anger.

"You mean to tell me, that someone stole our fucking money!?" I ask as my voice waivers. I feel someone grip my shoulder.

"Ichi, calm down…" Renji suggests.

"No, I will not calm the fuck down! Some fuck wad stole our money and you want me to calm. The. Fuck. Down?! Fuck that! How you tried reprocessing the files? Maybe there was an error." Urahara shakes his head.

"No, I tried that. I tried everything. Someone hacked into our security systems and shut it down, which is why I noticed so late. If I hadn't checked when I did, they probably would have stolen everything." He explains.

I breathe heavily and walk in circles and gripping, damn near pulling my hair out. I close my eye and try to think of an explanation and one comes to mind.

"Espada! It was them, I just know it. Call everyone and tell them were heading to Espada territory."

"Ichigo listen to him!" Ginjou yells at me, as he grips my shoulders roughly. I hear Urahara sigh.

"It couldn't have been them. I know how they hack and when they do it, it's always something simple. Something I can redirect back towards them. This time it was untraceable. Whoever did it was extremely skilled. Even I can't hack into a data base without leaving a small trace of my presence. This person left nothing…"

"So you're telling me we can't even find this guy?" I grunt.

"There's more. With our security system, it's meant to activate by only our chosen passcodes. Something each of us aren't able to share, even in an emergency…" I feel Ginjou's grip loosen as I give Urahara a puzzled look. He looks away.

My eyes go wide in realization.

"No, no, no. You're not telling me what I think you're telling me, right? Right, Mur?" I question as I look down.

"I'm sorry, Ichigo."

"Are telling me we have a fucking Rat!? Is that what the fuck you're telling me?!"

"Ichigo…" I hear Renji mumble.

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" I scream as I breathe heavily. "I want everyone here, immediately. Tell them I want them here regardless of what they're doing now." I mutter darkly.

"I understand…" Ginjou stated as he walked off to make calls.

I stare at the ground in anger and walk over to the solid wall and punch it brutally, leaving a nice hole for all to see.

"Fuck…"

Meanwhile

"Did you do what I asked?" The older male spoke.

"Yes, sir."

"Did you get all the money?" The figure hesitated.

"Boy, I asked you a question now answer it!" He spoke firmly.

"N-No, I couldn't. The hacker, Kisuke Urahara, caught on faster than I thought he would and shut down my system so I couldn't-" the older male punched the figure roughly, leaving the figure immobile.

"You've disappointed me for the last time, boy." The man snapped his fingers. "Get him out of here."

"No! I can do it, I swear! Just give me one more chance. Please? I won't disappoint you anymore. So, please give me one more chance." The older man stopped and lifted the figure by the hair.

"One chance. If you blow it, consider that your life. Now, I want you to do want I asked of you. Get all of the money and bring me Kurosaki. If his little gang of misfits decides to get in your way, kill them. Are we clear?"

"Y-Yes."

"Good boy…"

Oh man it's been forever! Sorry about that folks. I hope you enjoyed the update, please review and tell me what you think! Thanks for reading!