Sorry I don't update as fast as I used to! Writer's bloc is a pain! I hope this isn't turning out too emotional and you're all enjoying it! I'm doing the best I can to make it entertaining cuz the idea of this entire thing isn't fully formed in my head yet either. I'm just making it up as I go along haha. Anyways, reviewers, I thank you. I don't think I would have continued this if it weren't for you all. Loads of surprises and comedy to come! Enjoy^^

'No! No! No!' Nel wails as she clings to Ichigo's pant leg and refuses to let go. Ichigo sighs and attempts to walk away but ends up dragging a wailing Nel across the floor, looking quite ridiculous.

'But, Nel!' Ichigo explains soothingly. 'You have to go to school! You'll learn new things and also makes lots of new friends! Don't you want to do that?'

'No! No! No!' Nel continues to cry out and hugs his leg even tighter. 'Nel wants to stay at home and be with Itsygo! Nel wants to play with Itsygo!'

'I'm sorry, Nel,' Ichigo says gently as he tries to pry her grip loose. 'But I have to go to work and so Grimmjow. We can't be around all day to watch over you. But if anything bad happens to you which won't (he says this when Nel's eyes get all watery) we'll come running to get you. Alright?'

Nel sniffles a little and nods her head in acknowledgement. Then, she runs forward and hugs Ichigo's legs fiercely. Ichigo opens his mouth in stupor but then closes it and ruffles Nel's hair lovingly. Grimmjow snorts from behind Ichigo.

'If this gets anymore sappier I'm going to puke,' he mutters. Ichigo rolls his eyes before bending down to fully embrace Nel and kiss her on the head.

'You be good, Nel,' he reminds her and takes her hand to lead her to the entrance of the preschool. 'And don't forget to have fun and make lots of new friends!'

The bell rings cheerily, as if calling out to the children to enter through the brightly coloured preschool doors to fun and games. Parents usher their loved ones to the school but let them go almost reluctantly. The children themselves are nervous to leave the safety of their parent's warmth. A couple next to Grimmjow is giving their son a picture of themselves so that he would know that they are always nearby.

Grimmjow rolls his eyes. What saps. Parents should be happy to let their kids go. It would at least give them some peace before they have to pick the brats up. Grimmjow had been looking forward to this day forever. It's been two weeks since they brought Nel home and already Grimmjow is tempted to return her to the adoption agency. Maybe they got off on the wrong foot, Ichigo had said when Grimmjow had confided in him that he doesn't like Nel very much. Then it must be at least a dozen wrong foots since Grimmjow's attitude towards Nel isn't getting any better.

If Grimmjow started making a list of all the things Nel has done to drive him over the edge, he'd be at it for months. And it's just been two weeks! To start with, ever since she came, all Ichigo can do is fuss and worry about her needs and wants which had started to piss Grimmjow off a lot lately. If Nel wanted a certain type of cereal, she got it. She wanted a stuffed tiger, she got it. She wanted a goldfish, she got it. Their penthouse soon started resembling the adoption agency. Ichigo didn't seem to mind but to Grimmjow, it was stripping him of his manliness. Another thing that pissed Grimmjow off was that Nel seemed to take up the little time Ichigo spent at the penthouse when he wasn't at work. Usually, Grimmjow and Ichigo would sit, talk and then have dinner before retiring to the bedroom for some hot sex. That was the most pissing off thing. They hadn't had sex since Nel came because Ichigo 'didn't want to corrupt her innocent mind since she just got here'. He thinks she might hear them. Come on! They aren't that loud when they make out! Except that one time the neighbours came knocking on their door in the middle of their love-making to ask what action movie were they watching since it was interrupting them in the middle of their dinner party. Well, Ichigo found it embarrassing but Grimmjow found it hilarious.

'But daddy!' the little boy cries as he tugs his father's pants and his father comes down on his knee to look his son in the face. 'What if nobody likes me?'

'Of course they'll like you!' his father assures him and places his hands on his shoulders. 'You're bound to make friends!'

'How do you know?'

'Because I have the most amazing son! Who wouldn't be your friend?'

The boy smiles little. Grimmjow can feel the sides of his mouth tug downwards. His heart sinks to the pit of his stomach. Preschool doesn't exactly hold the best of memories for him. He looks in Ichigo and Nel's direction. Ichigo is hurriedly fixing her wild hair and give her last minute advice before letting her run into the school with the other kids. Nel turns around and waves at Ichigo before scurrying inside.

'They grow up so fast,' Ichigo squeaks as the two of them hop into the car.

'Yeah, whatever,' Grimmjow mutters as he starts the ignition.

'I remember my first day at preschool,' Ichigo says dreamily. 'My mom had given me a Superman lunchbox and I was the envy of every kid on the playground.'

Grimmjow peeks in the rearview mirror as he backs out of the parking lot. He grunt to show that he is listening.

'Do you remember your first day, Grimm?' Ichigo inquires listlessly as he reaches at the back for his briefcase.

Grimmjow's hands tighten on his steering wheel.

'There's nothing much to remember, Ichi,' he says smoothly. Ichigo notes the strange tone of his voice and gives him a concerned look. Grimmjow ignores it and turns on the radio.

'Let's not talk about, huh?' Grimmjow grunts and goes back to focusing on the road. But he can't. Ichigo had to warn him to watch out for old man Yamamato so he wouldn't run him over. He wasn't even paying attention when he almost ran him over the second time and the old man began to curse him as he drove off. He knows he is distracted. But it's not like he isn't trying to concentrate.

Of course he remembers his first day at preschool. It never leaves his mind. It was the day he realized his father didn't give jackshit about him. It had been like any normal day except it was his first day at school and he could never have been more excited. He had woken up extra early, had taken a shower at least three times and had fed the cats an entire liter of cat food in his excitement. His father was supposed to drop him and Ulquiorra off to school, him at preschool and Ulquiorra to his first day in first grade. His mother had told him to go get his books while his dad got ready so while Grimmjow was upstairs, he heard the sound of a car engine. He thought it was probably the neightbours so when he peered out the window, he had been horrified to see his father driving off in his car with Ulquiorra in the front. He had beaten against the window to catch their attention but to no avail. They drove off without looking.

His mother had found him crying in his room and feeling sorry for him, offered to drop him to school. He felt a bit better when he got to school but his heart sunk to the pit of his stomach almost immediately when he saw his father patting Ulquiorra on the back as he dropped him off to first grade, which was right next to the preschool. Grimmjow just wanted to crawl back into bed when his mother had stepped out of the car and begun talking to her husband of what he did that morning. It got pretty animated and soon they had attracted a small crowd to bear witness to their argument. Grimmjow had quickly slipped out of the car and had snuck into the building without his parents noticing him. While he had walked in, a kid nearby had muttered,' Jeez, whose parents are those? I'd sure feel sorry for that poor sucker.' Grimmjow just sunk his head even lower so that, despite being new to the school, people might not recognize him and link him to the still arguing parents outside. It didn't surprise him when his parents separated when he turned thirteen. It was probably for the best.

Of course he still remembers his first day at preschool. It never leaves his mind.