Grimmjow placed his head in his hands as he let out a loud exhale. His mind kept reeling back to the night that he had gone clubbing with Nnoitra. The main reason why he had gone with his friend was because he figured that it would be a good way to get his mind off of a certain berry that seemed to make it his goal to ruin his life: first, with the kiss when they were ten and now, nine years later, with his intoxicating body. Grimmjow shook the last thought from his head. You are not attracted to him. He growled slightly as he tried to push the image of Ichigo in the club to the recess of his mind. Just as the image was leaving him, Nnoitra walked into his office. As soon as their eyes met, Nnoitra smiled.

"Ya know, Grimmy." Grimmjow snarled at the nickname that Nnoitra insisted on using despite Grimmjow's protest. "I coulda sworn that ya said ya didn like ta dance."

Grimmjow's eyes narrowed. "What are ya talking about, Nnoi?"

"Oh nothin'." Nnoitra sat down on the chair across from Grimmjow, his body looking way to large for the seat. "But ya know, ya also to me ya weren't gay."

"What tha fuck are ya talking about?" Grimmjow was beyond angry now.

"Oh, nothin,' of course." Nnoitra was way too pleased by their conversation. "I was just thinkin' about Saturday when we were at tha club. The carrot was dancin' right, and the funny thing is," Nnoitra smirked when he watched Grimmjow's eyes widen slightly, "Tha guy that he was dancin' with, he looked exactly like ya." Nnoitra waved his hands in front of his face. "But that can't be right, ne? Cause ya aint gay. Oh and ya don't dance."

"Fuck off Nnoi." Grimmjow was growling and could feel heat pooling behind his ears.

"Have I stuck a nerve, Grimmy?" Nnoitra was beyond amused at this point.

"No."

"Really? Ya know, now that I think about it, wasn't there a boy ya told me about when we were younger?" Nnoitra rubbed his chin in a faux thinking pose. "Ya, there was. A lil' kid ya used to beat up. Didn't he kiss ya?"

Grimmjow felt the heat from behind his ears spreading across his cheeks. "Shut up, Nnoi. Ya don't know what yer talkin' about."

Nnoitra's eyes went large. "It's the carrot-top, ain't it! He's tha one that kissed ya!"

"Nnoi. Stop."

Nnoitra couldn't stop the cackle that ran through his body. "Rich. This is way too rich! Yer gay for a boy who kissed ya when you were ten!"

"Get out of my office." He rubbed a tired hand over his face. This is not how he wanted his Monday to start off. "Unless there was an actual reason ya came here."

"Of course there was. The boss needs to talk to ya."

Grimmjow rolled as his eyes. This was going to be the start of a very long week.

Ichigo sighed as he leaned against the entrance to the elementary school. He was waiting for Nel to come out of the room, under the pretense that Nel knew he'd be coming. Ichigo looked around him, noticing that everyone around him happened to be a mother. They looked back at him with small smiles that made him feel slightly embarrassed. He tried to disappear into the wall, making himself unknown as possible, but they still watched him with curious eyes. It wasn't often that a young man came to pick up a child. Ichigo noticed as one of the younger mom's walked up to him.

"Hello."

"Uhm, hi." Ichigo shifted the strap of he bag that was on his shoulder uncomfortably.

"Are you here to pick someone up?"

"Yeah, Nel?" He wasn't sure why it came out as a question.

"Oh, isn't that the green haired girl?" The lady scrunched her nose slightly, which made Ichigo a little angry.

"Yeah, her."

"Are you her father?" The lady stared at him slightly accusingly.

Ichigo could tell that the other women were listening in. "No, I'm not actually. I'm only nineteen."

The woman talking to him cocked an eyebrow, "You're so young, what are you doing looking after a little girl? Is she your sister?"

Ichigo shifted on his feet, he was becoming more than just annoyed at the woman. "No, I'm just her babysitter."

"Really?" She leaned in closely, Ichigo knew she was going to try and lure more information out of him. "So where are her parents?"

Ichigo was not about to answer information that wasn't his business. Even if he had planned on answering, he didn't get the opportunity because he quickly saw Nel's green hair in the distance. She quickly caught sight of the orange-haired boy and began to run over to him, a broad smile making its way onto her face. Ichigo smiled when he saw her running as fast as her small little legs allowed her to. He stretched his hands out towards her just as she jumped, pulling her into his side so that he could carry her.

"Itsyugo, why are yuu hear?"

The lady standing near them eyed Ichigo questioningly. "Grimm didn't tell you? I'm babysitting you from now on." The lady near them looked at them with an intent stare. Stupid, nosey obaachan.

"Otay! Thasth why onii-chan wanted me ta give yuu thith!" Nel reached into her pocket, fingering the bottom of it until she produced a key. She handed it to Ichigo with a smile on her face.

"At least we won't be locked out of the house this time." Ichigo merely nodded at the lady he had been talking to and walked away.

"Itsuygo's gonna be lookin afta me?"

Ichigo couldn't find the smile that made its way onto his lips. "Yeah, I am."

The walk back to the apartment was uneventful, save for Nel's constant need to tell Ichigo every detail about her day. He listened thoughtfully as they walked, nodding and asking questions when he deemed important. Nel was happy throughout the entire exchange, pleased at the fact that Grimmjow had chosen a babysitter she had approved of. Ichigo shifted her weight as they neared the apartment, deciding that it would be a lot more appropriate to put her down. Despite her wishes, he placed her small feet on the ground and grasped her hand to make sure she didn't run off like did whenever she was with Grimmjow. When they entered the apartment, Nel instantly threw her bag aside and ran to the nearest toy. Ichigo simply shook his head. He had noticed that Grimmjow happened to do the exact same thing whenever he came home.

Ichigo blushed slightly at the thought of how comfortable he had become in Grimmjow and Nel's home in the past week. Despite today being his first official day as Nel's hired babysitter, he had been at the two's home often. The fact that Ichigo was able to distinguish certain mannerisms that the two had carried, made Ichigo shake his head. You will not get attached. Those five words ran through Ichigo's head whenever he found himself drifting off to think about the two. As much as he hated it, Ichigo had recently found himself dreaming about a sweet little scenario of him and Grimmjow raising Nel as their child. Like a family. A happy family: with multicolored hair and gay parents. You will not get attached. Ichigo stopped the thought. The whole scenario was wrong. The image would never come true.

Ichigo was pulled out of his thought when he felt his hand being tugged. With a subtle shake of his head Ichigo looke down at Nel who was smiling up at him, a string of drool flowing down her chin. Ichigo kneeled so that he was eye to Nel, using the pad of his thumb to wipe away from the slobber. Nel bit her lips and smiled again as she turned around and began to play with her toys. Ichigo stood back to full height and made his way towards the kitchen, beginning to prepare Nel's afternoon snack.

"Hey," Nel looked up and stared at Ichigo with wide eyes, waiting for what was coming next. "What do you want for a snack?"

Nel paused before a smile burst on her thin lips. "Itsyugo!"

"Eh!" Ichigo looked up from the refrigerator he had been looking at Nel with confusion.

"I want sthwaberry! Sthwaberry and cweam!"

Ichigo took in a deep breath. Great, Grimmjow's nick name is catching on. He looked back into the refrigerator, moving items to see if Grimmjow had any fruits. He frowned when he noticed that the refrigerator was practically empty. He shook his head at Grimmjow's incompetence. What in the world did he expect to eat if there's no food? Standing up and stretching his back, Ichigo pulled his wallet out of the back of his pocket. He figured he had enough to buy strawberries and some ingredients for dinner that night. Grimmjow would end up paying him back, anyways. Ichigo turned to Nel who was having a tea party with a few dolls.

"Want to go to the store?" He walked towards her, bending down to pick up her discarded jacket.

"Yeth!" Nel jumped up and ran towards Ichigo so that he could put her jacket on for her.

Smiling, they walked to the nearest convience store, which happened to be the same one that Grimmjow and Ichigo ran into each other former had returned. Nel's feet pattered against the floor in a quick manner as her tiny legs worked to keep up with Ichigo's longer ones. As soon as they were in the store, Nel ripped her hand out of Ichigo's grasp and started running off. In panic, Ichigo grabbed the nearest basket to him and started to run after the little girl. He wasn't watching where he was going, merely listening to the sound of her laughter as an indicator to her location.

"Nel! Nel, where are yo-" Ichigo had been running around a corner when he felt a large body come in contact with his own, causing him to fall on the grown in an ungraceful manner. Ichigo looked up as a wave of déjà vu fell over him. "Grimmjow?"

Grimmjow stared down at the babysitter, shifting Nel's position and weight as he draped her over his shoulder. "Berry, you're supposed to be watching this little devil."

"Onii-chan found me, Itsyugo!" She was pounding on Grimmjow's back with her small fists, laughing all the while.

Ichigo scowled as he stood up. "What are you doing here, Grimmjow? I thought you were at work?"

Grimmjow smiled at the sight of Ichigo. He was buying bento with Nnoitra when he Ichigo ran into him. "I'm on a lunch break. What are you two doing here?"

"Nel wanted strawberries, and considering that you have no food in your house, we came to the store to buy some." Ichigo extended his arms to motion for Grimmjow to pass the small girl to her. Instead, Grimmjow pulled her down from his shoulder and placed her on his hip.

"Do you need money?" Grimmjow used his free hand to pull his wallet out of the back of his pants. Before Ichigo could respond, Nnoitra walked into the aisle, holding two containers of pre-made food.

"Oi Grimmy. Which one do ya want?" He motioned to the food before his eyes locked onto the scene in front of him. Grimmjow noticed the unpromising smile that made its way onto his thin lips. "Mah, mah. What do we have here?"

Nel's eyes locked onto the tall gangly man, going wide before she threw her hands around Grimmjow's neck as she cowered into his body. Grimmjow noticed and shook his head. "Here Nel, go to Ichigo."

Ichigo reached out for the girl, who instantly brought her arms to lock around his neck as she turned her face into the heat, her hair shielding her face. Ichigo, confused by the action, rubbed small circles on her back. "Hey, Nel, what's the matter?" When the usually vocal girl didn't say anything, Ichigo looked up at Grimmjow with a cocked eyebrow.

"Nnoitra scares her."

Ichigo cocked an eyebrow. "Why does he scare her?"

"Well, one time, Nnoitra was over at the house visiting when he decided to play a trick on Nel. He jumped out from behind a door wearing a mask and scared her. She was so scared that she fell back and hit her head against the floor pretty hard. Not any real damaged, but she still gets spooked when he's around."

Said male walked towards them, pushing one of the bento boxes into Grimmjow's chest. "Here." He turned to Ichigo with a large smile, before his eyes locked onto the seaweed color hair that was covering Nel's face. Nnoitra leaned forward, his hand coming up to move Nel's hair. "Ah, is this the little booger?"

"Didn't I tell you not to call her that?" Grimmjow growled as he grabbed Nnoitra shoulder and pulled him away when Nel started to shake a little.

"Wha'? Ain't it a term of endearment?"

"Not when you say it."

Nnoitra merely cackled again as he looked at Ichigo from head to toe. "So carrot, what brings ya here?"

Ichigo scowled, he didn't like being called 'carrot' as much as he didn't like being called 'berry'. "It's Ichigo, not 'carrot.' And I'm here to by food, not that it's any of your concern."

Grimmjow smirked at Ichigo's blunt manner. Most people were intimidated by Nnoitra's gangly stance, and not to mention the rather sinister look that adorned his face. Watching the berry stand up for himself made Grimmjow feel oddly proud, he really did grow up from the kid who was easily beat up when they were younger. His eyes only lingered a little longer on Ichigo before he looked away, just as Ichigo's eyes started to drift to his face. Grimmjow felt a slight change of heat on his face when he realized that he was under the berry's gaze.

"So would ya rather I call ya berry?"

"No!" Ichigo looked at each other in surprised when they had realized that they both spoke at the same time. Nnoitra smirked again.

"Look, I have to get going. Grimm, I'll see you later?"

Ichigo watched Grimmjow nod softly before he turned on the ball of his foot to walk down the aisle. When he reached the end, he saw Grimmjow was still watching him. Their eyes locked and Ichigo's stomach did a back flip in his stomach. He shook his head as he walked out of the store, pushing the last thoughts of Grimmjow out of the back of his mind.

"How was the first day of work?" Shinji took a sip of the smoothie he was drinking. The two were sitting in the food court of their college relaxing in between classes.

"It was okay. I ran into Grimmjow and Nnoitra at the store."

"You saw Nnoitra? That's funny, he didn't tell me that last night."

"You saw Nnoitra last night?" Ichigo raised an eyebrow as he peered over his chopsticks.

Shinji smirked, something that should have acted as a warning for Ichigo. "Oh I did more than just see him."

Ichigo threw his hands up. "I don't want to know. I really don't want to know."

This caused the other male to chuckle slightly. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. What did you end up doing with Nel?"

"Well, I made dinner and did homework while she played with her toys. It was pretty boring, truthfully."

"Hmm, I'm sure it didn't stay boring for long." Shinji winked at the innuendo.

"For your information Shinji, I left as soon as he came home."

This had been the truth. Grimmjow had come home just as Ichigo had put Nel to bed. When Ichigo left Nel's room, his eyes had instantly locked onto Grimmjow's, his stomach doing small back flips again. Ichigo felt an oh-so-familiar, and completely unwanted, feeling swarm into his stomach. With the reawakened feelings inside of him, Ichigo had to get out of the house immediately. Before Grimmjow was able to say anything, Ichigo quickly yelled that there were leftovers in the microwave and left the house practically running.

Ichigo shook his head slightly at the memory before looking up at his blonde friend who was staring at him speculatively. "Shinji, can I talk to you seriously?"

Shinji raised a slim eyebrow at his friend. "Of course you can, Ichi. What's eatin' at ya?"

"Well, I'm kind of confused." Ichigo put his chopsticks down and took a deep breath. "I think I feel something for Grimmjow…again." Shinji couldn't help but laugh. Ichigo scowled at his friend. "What?"

Shinji was still laughing and took a moment to take a breath. "Ichi, I could have told you that."

Ichigo furrowed his eyebrows. "What are you talking about Shinji?"

Shinji patted his friend's hand as small chuckles still made its way through his lips. "I could have told you that you were attracted to the man. It's extremely obvious by the way that you always seem to squirm and blush around him."

"I do not blush."

"Yeah, and Grimmjow's hair's not blue." Shinji shook his head at his friend's idiocy. "So, what are you gonna do about it?"

"What do you mean, 'What am I going to do about it'? I can't do anything about it. He's straight and off limits."

"I'm not sure he's entirely straight." Shinji smiled.

"What do you mean he's not straight?" Ichigo couldn't help but feel shocked. "The man's look screams 'I LOVE WOMAN!'"

"You wouldn't be sayin' that after how he looked at you at the club."

Ichigo scowled. "He didn't look at me."

"Tch, yeah right. And he didn't guard you from other men and he wasn't dancing with you at the club."

Ichigo's face blushed. "What?"

Shinji waved his hand nonchalantly in the air, trying to bypass the slip of his tongue. "It doesn't matter anyways though, you have Renji."

Ichigo's heart quickened, for a moment he completely forgot about Renji. "Right, I have Renji."

"Ichi, how are you and Renji?" Shinji was standing up from the table now, so that he could start walking towards his next class.

"We haven't talked since Friday when we got in our fight." Ichigo scratched the back of his head, feeling slightly guilty that he had actually forgotten about all of his problems with his boyfriend.

Shinji patted his friend's shoulder. "I'm sure things will be fine. Call me after class I'll help ya watch the kid."

"Sure, thing."

Ichigo was sighing the whole walk to pick up Nel. If he was honest with himself, he hadn't thought about Renji at all in the past two weeks. He knew he should feel bad that he and Renji were fighting, but whenever he thought about it, other matters always put themselves head of his red-headed boyfriend. Boyfriend, were they even that anymore? Neither of them made any attempt to contact one another over the weekend, to start some sort of redemption after their blow up. He loved Renji, he knew that he did. Renji was one of the few people that he was completely comfortable with, but when he thought about it, was it love like lovers? Or was it more like a love for a brother. Ichigo sighed when he realized that he was standing in front of the elementary school.

Nel ran to him as soon as she spotted his familiar orange hair. Despite the internal conflict that was currently going on in his head, Ichigo couldn't stop the smile that was quickly forming onto his face. In a familiar fashion, she ran to him and put her arms up for him to catch her. He picked her up easily and spun her slightly, his older brother instincts kicking in from when he used to treat Yuzu the same way. If there was one thing that Nel was extremely useful for, it was a distraction. The whole walk to Grimmjow's house, Ichigo's mind didn't drift to any thoughts of blue or red haired men. That was until Ichigo heard his name being yelled some distance behind him. Confused, Ichigo turned around and saw Renji standing at the foot of the stairs that lead to Grimmjow's apartment.

"Renji?"

"We need to talk."

Ichigo noted the anger that was practically radiating off his boyfriend's body in strong waves. "Yeah, sure." Ichigo looked at Nel before placing her on the floor, before opening the door for her. "Hey Nel, I need to talk to my friend for a bit. If I leave you alone, will you be alright?"

"Hai, Itsyugo." She looked back at Renji before entering the apartment.

Ichigo closed the door before he walked down the short flight of stairs to the awaiting man. Ichigo and Renji stared at each other silently. Ichigo stuffed his hands into pockets as he shifted his weight. The two were quickly covered in an awkward silence as waves of anger and confusion continued to roll off of Renji's body. Ichigo looked up from the ground and found Renji's honey eyes staring at him in an extremely serious glare. The look was something that Ichigo didn't like seeing on his boyfriend and made him feel extremely uncomfortable. After holding his gaze, he saw Renji's eyes soften before the other male let out the breath he was holding. Ichigo felt himself exhale too, when he noticed that Renji started to relax. Renji ran a hand through his hair, which Ichigo had just now noticed was let down.

"We need to talk."

"You said that already." Ichigo hadn't meant to sound snarky, but with the way that Renji had looked at him, he knew it came off as that. "Sorry."

"You're workin' for him?"

Ichigo shouldn't have been surprised at Renji's straight forward questioning, but he still found himself a little shocked that the question had been asked at the start of the conversation. "Yeah, I am."

"When did you start?"

"Yesterday."

"No, I meant, when did you get hired?"

"…Right after I left the shoten on Friday." Ichigo wasn't sure why, but he was feeling extremely uncomfortable under Renji's gaze.

"So, you saw him even though I told you I didn't like it?" Renji took a step closer to Ichigo, his anger starting to form again.

Ichigo looked up, a scowl on his face. "It's not like I was planning to go see him! He called when I was leaving and offered me the job. It's income Renji, that's all it is."

"The way he looks at you clearly doesn't want you around to pay you. Is that all it is, or is he paying you for something else?"

"What the hell, Renji! Why would you even insinuate that?" Ichigo felt his anger starting to boil as well. Lately, it took the smallest detail to break out an argument between the two.

"How would I know Ichigo? A mysterious stranger from your past comes back out of nowhere and all of a sudden you seem to be with him all the time. Your dad doesn't like him and I get an iffy feeling about him too. You say you don't like him and that it's nothing to worry about and yet you're always with him."

"You're wrong Renji, I'm not with him, and I'm babysitting!"

"Okay, so you're babysitting his little sister, then why were you guys having such a cozy chat in the super market? Buying dinner for the happy little family?"

Ichigo flushed as his anger rose. "You were spying on me?"

"Hell no, Ichigo." Renji took another step forward, forcing the two to stand only inches apart. "I was picking up something for Urahara when I saw you two."

"Well it's not what you're thinking, okay? I was buying dinner for Nel. It was pure coincidence that he was there."

"Like it always is?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Ever since he stepped in, you coincidently found yourself around him a lot."

Ichigo placed his hands against Renji's chest and shoved him. "Stop it, Renji. How many times do I have to tell you that nothing is going on between us! Why don't you just trust me? Why are you being so insecure about this whole thing!"

"Because of the way he looks at you Ichigo! You don't see it!"

"You're wrong!" Ichigo shook his head as thoughts of Shinji telling him the same thing popped in his mind. He doesn't think of me that way.

"No, I'm not." Renji took another step forward and grabbed onto Ichigo's biceps. "And I see the way you look at him." Renji caught Ichigo's eyes with his, boring into the deep pools of dark brown. "You don't look at me the same way anymore Ichigo. I see it, the fire in your eyes. Its…it's gone."

Ichigo shook his head, a bad feeling forming in the pit of his stomach. He knew what was coming next and he didn't want to hear the words fall from his boyfriend's mouth. "No. Renji, you're wrong. There's nothing between me and him. I feel nothing for him."

Renji simply shook his head. "Ichigo, just list-"

Ichigo pressed his lips against his boyfriend's trying to shut out all the doubts in the other male's mind; in his own mind. He felt it. It was faint, like a dying fire, but it was there. That spark that made him fall for the boy he had been kissing in the first place. But then something happened. Blue flashed through his brain, a shit eating grin, a menacing stare, and a hearty laugh that made his bones shake. Ichigo felt tears well in his eyes when he felt heat forming in his stomach, quickly over powering the feeling Ichigo got when he thought about the man he was kissing. Ichigo pulled away first, his heart sinking with every movement.

"We're breaking up." The words were faint, and Ichigo almost missed them.

Ichigo shook his head. "We can't. We've been together for four years. We can't just…just break up."

Renji rubbed his hands up and down Ichigo's arm, his heart was breaking with every word. He didn't want to break up with Ichigo but he knew the matters would only get worse. He knew that Ichigo no longer held the same love for him as he had a month or two ago. No, things were different between them, and the rift would only get bigger until they hurt each other in a way that they would never be able to fix. This was better. They had to break it off now before they said things they regretted. Renji took a deep breath, trying to calm down his insides that were trying to tell him to stop what he was doing and to accept Ichigo back in his arms.

"We've done it before. You'll be fine." Renji's heart felt like it was being squeezed.

"No, I won't accept it. We aren't breaking up, we can work through this." Ichigo knew he was acting silly. Whatever was wrong between the two couldn't be fixed so easily. No, Ichigo just didn't want to admit his underlying feelings.

"This isn't an argument Ichigo. I'm sorry…we, we just can't be together anymore." Renji closed his eyes as he pulled Ichigo into a final hug, placing a kiss of finality into the crown of Ichigo's head.

Ichigo shook his head into Renji's chest. "I'm so sorry." The words were muffled, but Renji could feel the vibrations of the words rattling his chest.

Renji pulled out of the hug, holding Ichigo an arm's length away. "There's nothing to be sorry for."

Renji didn't say anything else. He took a step away from Ichigo before mechanically walking away from the orange-haired male. Ichigo couldn't describe what he was feeling. He stared at the concrete where Renji had been standing second before. He knew this day would come. The day that he and Renji would be so far from each other that there was no beacon of hope. What Ichigo hadn't been prepared for was how bad it hurt. There was no 'We'll still be friends,' no mutual agreements, nothing. Despite how far he had fallen for another male, Ichigo still loved Renji, he couldn't help himself. Ichigo stood there, wallowing in the aftermath of his break up when he heard a throat clear. When Ichigo looked up, his eyes instantly caught blue iris.

"So you broke up with your boyfriend."

Ichigo scowled, suddenly hating the man in front of him. It was his fault that he had lost Renji. "How long have you been there?"

Grimmjow threw his hands up, trying to ward off Ichigo's anger. "Hey, I just got here. I only caught the end of your conversation."

Ichigo took a deep breath, as much as he wanted to hate Grimmjow, he knew it was extremely unlikely to happen. "Whatever. What are you doing here? You're not supposed to be back yet."

"I forgot an important document, actually."

Ichigo stared at Grimmjow before he walked up the stairs, not caring whether or not Grimmjow followed him up. Grimmjow's eyes stayed locked on Ichigo's back, noting the stiff motions of the boy as he walked. Grimmjow had actually walked in on the two kissing, his insides instantly flaring in an unfamiliar heat. He lowered his eyes, staring angrily at the scene in front of him. His expression changed when he noticed the two pull back from one another, both of them wearing grimaces that did not look promising for their relationship. He watched as words were exchanged, Renji pulling him in a final hug before walking away.

As Renji left Ichigo, his eyes instantly saw Grimmjow, from where he was half-hiding behind a pole. Their eyes locked, malice dripping from both of them. They didn't exchange words, simple nods of the head in half-hearted acknowledgement. As he passed Grimmjow couldn't help but notice the anger that was radiating off of the red-head, clearly directed at him. Once the male was out of sight Grimmjow stepped out of his small hiding space walking towards Ichigo, who still hadn't noticed him.

Grimmjow couldn't name the feeling that was currently coursing through his blood, but when he saw the look on Ichigo's face he wanted nothing more than to scoop the smaller man into his arms and hold him in a tight embrace. Grimmjow quickly threw the thought from his mind. It was inconceivable. He shouldn't be having those thoughts; especially for another male.

"Onii-chan!" Nel jumped up from her spot and ran towards her older brother, who merely ruffled her hair.

Grimmjow watched as Ichigo moved in the kitchen, pulling out pots and pans to start dinner for Nel and himself. Ichigo hadn't said anything to him, which was unusual because Ichigo was usually throwing questions at him while trying to hide that adorable blush of his. Grimmjow shook his head, no that blush is not adorable. Grimmjow scowled as he walked into his room and located the missing file. He grabbed it quickly and walked into the living room. He made it to the door when he realized that Ichigo was ignoring him.

"I'm leaving." Grimmjow stared at Ichigo's back, waiting for the other male to turn around and acknowledge him. When he didn't, he couldn't help but feel angry. "I said I'm leaving." When Ichigo didn't say anything, Grimmjow growled and threw open the door before slamming it in heated anger. He stalked off to his car and sped off to the office, feeling angry and confused with only one thing on his mind: Ichigo.

Hello Readers!
Sorry for the long wait!
I was having computer problems, but I have thankfully gotten myself a shiny new laptop!
And now I have internet again, so I can start posting! Woot woot!

So, now about the chapter itself:
I was actually really sad that Ichigo and Renji broke up, though it was necessary.
I mean, I know Renji showed up like...three times, but since it's my story and I know their back story, I couldn't help but feel sad :(
I also felt it was a little rushed, but I needed it to happen for the GrimmIchi lovin' to start.
I was actually planning to have Renji blow up at Ichigo and to have some huge fight that, but I enjoyed the softer break up instead.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy! Next update should be up in a week or so (I always say this and never stick to is ;_;)