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"Who's 'they'?"

"Aizen and the other Espada. They're after us and the infant." Szayel glanced at Grimmjow. "I just don't understand it, how is this possible? Communicating who is still inside the womb.."

Ichigo furrowed his brows. "It is odd, isn't it? And on top of that, the infant knows things that we don't."

Szayel nodded. "It looked a lot like me and Grimmjow."

Ichigo looked at Szayel incredulously. "But you had nothing to do with the process."

Szayel frowned. "Exactly. Whether it may be because I had something to do with the fact that he's pregnant in the first place or not, I have no clue." He buried his face in his hands. "This doesn't make the least bit of sense. I'll have to research this further."

Ichigo patted his back. "Don't worry about it. It might have been just an effect from the sedative. Perhaps it gave him the ability to do such a thing." Ichigo paused. "And it's a good thing that it tried to get in contact with you. It was just trying to warn you both about the very near future. We can't let them to anything to us.

"So we won't let that happen." Ichigo continued on. "Who knows what they might to do you? Injecting you with the same sedative may pique their interests."

Szayel nodded and looked over at Grimmjow once more, who was now out of his bout of pain and glared at them.

"Are you really sure they're after us?" Grimmjow muttered.

"I'm sure of it. That vision couldn't have meant nothing. It was just too awkward and seemingly real." Szayel paused and glanced at his 'burned' hand. "You'll help us, right?" He asked Ichigo.

"Of course," Ichigo grimaced. "Granted I'm only one man, I may not be able to do it myself."

"Who else is going to help us?"

Ichigo dismissed Szayel with a wave of his hand and chuckled. "Don't you worry about that. I'll make sure you both are safe."

"Nee-san! Supper time!" Yuzu called from downstairs.

"'Kay! Be down there in a minute!" Ichigo called back from upstairs. He listened intently as the little pitter-patter of Yuzu's feet walk away.

"Are you hungry?" Szayel asked Grimmjow.

Grimmjow hesitated, and then felt his stomach grumble. "I think so."

Ichigo and Szayel couldn't help but smile. He was getting his appetite back.

That was a definite good sign.

As Grimmjow carefully got out of bed, they all walked downstairs. Once they reached the bottom, they noticed that Ichigo's sisters were staring at them cautiously.

"Grimmjow!" Isshin called from the kitchen. "You're feeling better? That's great!"

Grimmjow rolled his eyes and groaned.

Ichigo chuckled and pointed to his sisters. "You've never met them yet, have you?" He paused. "Grimmjow and Szayel, this is Yuzu and Karin."

The sisters waved and smiled. Szayel waved back and Grimmjow nodded his head. Ichigo introduced the sisters to Grimmjow and Szayel, and then it was time for dinner. Grimmjow eyes gleamed eagerly at the plate of very appetizing food being set in front of him. He downed his food within 5 minutes.

The Kurosakis and Szayel stared at him with wonder. Grimmjow looked back at them with a content face.

"Well," Isshin chuckled. "isn't someone hungry? I suppose you want more?"

Grimmjow nodded. "Hell yes!"

Szayel shot his head over in Grimmjow's direction and lightly smacked him in his arm. Grimmjow growled and shot a glare at Szayel.

"The hell was that for?" He lightly hit Szayel back. Szayel shook his head.

"Manners at the table." He paused. "They're kind for letting us stay here, and it's only right that we pay them respect. And that respect includes manners at the table."

Grimmjow snorted and leaned back in his chair. "Manners, whatever. They don't mind. I've just started to eat again, so it's perfectly reasonable."

Szayel scowled, but then silently smiled to himself. He's starting to get his attitude back again, that's also good. I suppose I could let this slide for once.

Isshin set a second serving of the tasty food in front of Grimmjow once again, and Grimmjow nodded. He immediately started to eat the food, but at a slower rate this time.

They all had a nice talk at the table. It was a slightly different talk, what with the two 'strangers' at the table. But, regardless, it was a very long and enduring talk about everything that has been going on. Excluding Grimmjow and Szayel's problem, only because of the fact that Yuzu and Karin are here. The cover-up story for that was "Oh, they're staying here for a while. They have no where to go." Which was partially the truth, so technically it isn't a lie. But the kids didn't ask any more, so it was all okay.

Grimmjow let out a tiring yawn and stretched. "I'm beat."

Isshin chuckled and grabbed his plate. "I wouldn't doubt it."

Grimmjow got up from his chair, groaned, and rubbed his stomach. "God damn, this thing-"

"We're going to head to bed now!" Szayel smiled and grabbed Grimmjow's hand. "Good night, everyone."

They all muttered their good nights, and Grimmjow and Szayel headed upstairs.

"What the hell?" Grimmjow asked once Szayel closed the door.

Szayel shook his head. "The children don't know anything about you being pregnant."

"And?" Grimmjow asked, glaring at the pink-haired man. Szayel shut his eyes, exhaling.

"You don't understand. They're just children. Do you know how confused they'll be if they find out that a man is pregnant?" He paused, crossing his arms. "It's physically impossible for a man, which will give them the wrong impression."

Grimmjow sighed and sat down on his bed. "They'll find out some day. It's not like they're stupid kids."

Szayel rolled his eyes. "That's the point. They aren't stupid."

Grimmjow snorted. "Well, I'm heading to bed. You can stay up and argue all you want. Preferably to yourself, but whatever." He laid down and raised his hand in the air. "Good night."

Szayel scowled and threw himself down on his futon. "Good night."

Szayel stared at the ceiling and tried to calm himself down.

There was nothing to get mad about, Grimmjow is just Grimmjow. He acts like this all the time.

But why am I so pissed?

Szayel shook his head.

Whatever. I should just try to sleep.

But no matter how much he tried, he couldn't.

"God damn, I swear I'm going to kill him someday." He muttered under his breath.

Author's Note: Herpaderp

It's done. *breathes* It wasn't as long as I hoped it would be, but I got it out.

I can't wait to finish this story because I want to work on another story that I am hoping I can get to work out here soon.

Anyhow! Ignore my rambling! As usual, please review and tell me if you think there is something wrong or if you want to suggest things. Or even comment on how good/bad it was. Anything is fine with me~