I apologize in advance for my sarcasm. There was a little bit of it in chapter one, but I laid it on a bit more thick in chapter two and future chapters. I can't really help myself. Also I forgot to mention this in chapter one since I'm new to this entire fanfiction thing, but I don't own Bleach or any of its characters. Anyway I hope you enjoy chapter two.

Chapter 2

Ichigo woke up with a migraine that his alarm clock wasn't helping. It sucked that he had to go to a morning class. It sucked even more because he was sure that he didn't take a shower the night before, or even brush his teeth, and he was positive that he fell asleep before finishing any of the homework that he was planning to do.

He felt gross and in pain, everything ached and he was covered in sweat with his sheets clinging to him from the dampness. Ichigo pulled them off of him in disgust and was greeted with the cold of the morning. With a minute of hesitation as he closed his eyes he considered skipping class. It was really unlike him to even consider it. It was incredibly difficult to get up and starting the day, but it wasn't as hard as thinking back to what happened last night. He remembered getting dinner, Izuru, Shuuhei, and Renji. Orihime and Uryu joined them…and something else…

"Morning," Grimmjow greeted once he noticed Ichigo was awake.

"Fuck you." Ichigo immediately said.

Grimmjow looked startled. "Excuse me?" Shit.

It was rare for Grimmjow to wake up before Ichigo especially since they both learned how to differentiate between their alarms after a few days of rooming together. That wasn't the main focus of the morning though. It was the fact that Ichigo was holding his neck where the two fang marks used to be.

Grimmjow's face went pale when he recognized this action immediately. He removed the bandages when he was sure Ichigo was deep asleep and his skin reverted back to its usual state. The marks were no longer there, but Ichigo didn't need to say anything for Grimmjow to realize that Ichigo remembered what happened.

"Where did they go? There was no way that was a dream." Ichigo asked with total confidence in his voice. As soon as he heard Grimmjow's voice he remembered everything. It was the last thing he heard before falling asleep.

The color returned to Grimmjow's face as he realized that it was still possible to save his skin.

"What are you talking about, Ichigo?"

"You are the shittiest liar ever." Ichigo said immediately. Welp, there went Grimmjow's last hope. "Shut up and take responsibility, you stupid blood sucker."

Grimmjow looked at him shocked. There was no doubt in Ichigo's mind that Grimmjow was a vampire and if that was the case then he was sure that he tried to use some kind of spell on him to make him forget what happened last night. As cocky as Grimmjow sounded, it seemed that he was able to hold onto his memories.

Grimmjow approached him again touching his forehead and saying that weird word again trying again to wipe his memories, but to his distain Ichigo stood there not even falling asleep this time. Grimmjow took a deep breath and released it returning a glare at Ichigo.

"Shit, what a pain. Looks like I'm going to have to live with this."

Ichigo looked at him angrily still feeling his neck looking for the slightest indent in his neck just to find none. He can tell he is right by the way Grimmjow was acting, but it's still kind of a hard truth to swallow even though the supposed vampire was standing right in front of him muttering some word to try to make Ichigo lose his memories.

Ichigo was always the type to only believe things that he's actually seen. Even though he has seen what happened last night from a first person point of view he kind of wished he had those bite marks on his neck so he could have physical proof; it'll help him hold on to his sanity. The fact that he shared a room with a monster that had the potential to kill him, and almost succeeded in killing him, wasn't exactly in his plans to become a doctor.

Seriously, the last thing he needed was something that destroyed his sense of what is real and what is fantasy. He enjoyed a good sci-fi or fantasy book or manga every now and then, but wasn't this a bit on the ridiculous side?

"What do you mean you have to live with? Do you know what I'm dealing with? My whole reality is crushed, dammit!" Ichigo yelled making his migraine throb. "Stop thinking about yourself for a second," He really needed to stop yelling so early in the morning. It was really unlike him to freak out so much. Even when his dad decided to wake him up by attacking him all Ichigo usually did was kick him in the face and move on with his day.

He hated the way he sounded right now. He didn't feel like himself. He was usually so tough, but it wasn't like he had the chance to really prove that since coming here. He had every right to freak out, but he was acting like he was the only one that was involved in this. Even knowing this he couldn't help himself.

He was pissed and lost. Seriously, this isn't normal. Even if part of him rejected the crazy plot twist that was currently happening in his life he knew that there was no point in being that character that refused to believe that vampires exist. He was just attacked by one last night; there was no point in playing dumb.

"You have no idea." Grimmjow growled. "Once someone knows I'm a vampire it is my responsibility to making sure they don't do or say anything stupid. It's not like I can murder you. It isn't easy to get away with that like it was a hundred years ago. So now the alternative is to watch over and protect you."

Ichigo hushed up as soon as Grimmjow started talking about murder. He made it sound like the only reason he isn't going to kill Ichigo now was because he was afraid of getting caught. If this took place during a time where forensics science wasn't as developed he wouldn't hesitate to kill him and probably devour what was left of him.

"I was totally prepared for a situation like this and mastered the art of wiping memories, but no, mister strawberry over here doesn't like having his memories wiped and won't forget something that is better forgotten."

Ichigo would usually say something about the intentional insult at the end, but he was kind of held up not only on the murder part, but the part where Grimmjow said that it was his job to watch over him. In fact he was even more concerned about the 'watch over part.' Was it what he thought it meant? This wasn't Twilight, dammit! Wait, was it? Was he the female protagonist? What was her name again? Bella? Shit, this isn't the time to try to remember insignificant shit like that.

"What exactly do you mean by that Grimmjow?" Ichigo asked.

"Huh, which part? I was ranting for a while."

"The watch after part." Ichigo stated.

"Oh, that? Yeah, you might want to get used to me being around because it looks like you're stuck with me."

Ichigo tried to muster an educated response to that statement. "Huh?" Was all that he could come up with at the moment. This wasn't Twilight, dammit. He was sure of it this time, it wasn't.

"Don't harp on it too much. Just think of me as some guardian angel or something more comforting. Try to avoid the word stalker vampire as much as possible. Oh, and forget about the fact that I have the potential to kill and eat you at any time. It'll help your mental state stay intact." Grimmjow joked. Great, glad that he was still finding a way to enjoy himself through all of this shit. Asshole.

This seriously wasn't Twilight, dammit. He didn't even like Twilight. The only reason he watched it was because his ex-girlfriend loved it and made him watch it with her. His little sister, Yuzu couldn't even get him to watch it a second time.

"Oh yeah, and I'm gonna need some blood as compensation, you know, for watching you and stuff, keeping you safe. At least I have a steady source of food now, no more paying for blood hookers."

That annoyed Ichigo. He didn't like Grimmjow making all of the decisions for him. Nor was he used to Grimmjow talking so much since they were never really friends. Also it's not like he hired Grimmjow to protect him. He kind of decided it for himself. "What if I refuse?" Ichigo asked trying to keep his anger in check as well as testing out the waters. There was no way he was going to play by Grimmjow's rules.

Before his brain could register what was going on he found himself pushed back on his bed with Grimmjow on top of him. The crappy college mattress sank down at the weight of two people on top of it. Ichigo's mouth hung slightly open still registering the sudden attack as he stared into the icy cyan eyes that were now glaring down at him now holding a certain danger in them that could even make a professional wrestler tremble.

"You don't have a choice about me watching you. As for the blood part, me taking it by force is an option." Grimmjow said on top of him. He leaned in closer so that his mouth was right next to his neck. "Wanna test it?"

Ichigo shook, but he couldn't tell if it was out of fear or Grimmjow's warm breath on his neck. He couldn't muster any words, but settled for shaking his head.

"Atta boy." Grimmjow said smugly as he ran his hand through Ichigo's orange hair as if he were petting a dog. Ichigo couldn't even register Grimmjow teasing him since his mind was still stuck on the seriousness in the vampires eyes. He was serious. Grimmjow got bored of the lack of reaction Ichigo was giving him so he climbed off of him. He got comfortable sitting at the edge of the bed that wasn't even his, sitting up so that he still toward over Ichigo and held an air of dominance even if his back was turned towards him.

"We can discuss ground rules later. Rather, I will establish them later since I'm not sure if you'd be able to keep up if I gave you the entire vampires exist and shit story."

After staring at Ichigo's cross face he decided that it was best if he got off the fiery orangette's bed. True, Ichigo's face was always like that and he always looked angry, but this time he could tell that Ichigo was actually pissed off and not just wearing his permanent scowl especially now since Ichigo snapped out of his shocked state from just having a vampire on top of him threatening to drink from him. Grimmjow had to admit that he was impressed that Ichigo was able to adjust so quickly, but he wasn't adjusting fast enough for him. He wanted to get this part over with.

With that Grimmjow left the room leaving Ichigo alone to process everything by himself. Ichigo thought for sure that he would be rid of his roommate in a month, but if what he says is true then either Grimmjow is following him home to Japan or he's going to be dragged back to Germany. Being dragged to a country where he didn't know the language or know anyone except for an arrogant vampire, sorry, 'guardian angel.'

Can he just stab Grimmjow with a wooden stake hoping that the legend is true and that he turns to dust? No, if the wooden stake thing doesn't work then he could be charged with murder or Grimmjow being pissed which can lead to things getting even more complicated.

Would it be a better idea to run right now and not look back? Just hop on a plane and go back to Japan, apologize to Renji later. Resume his studies at his original University while the flames died out as he continues aiming to become a doctor and trying to forget the fact that his old roommate for an abroad program was a blood sucking monster that wasn't supposed to be real.

This story is a predictable one and one that he didn't want any part in. A normal human getting dragged along on this supernatural adventure and walking a path of blood. Getting used to the sight of dead bodies everywhere he crossed and risking his own life regularly. That's the last thing he needed, being a doctor was his ambition and he can't do that if he's being looked after by a mythical beast. He also didn't want any of those said bodies to be the bodies of his friends. He wouldn't know what to do if one of those bodies were Renji.

Whatever he was planning to do he couldn't think properly if Grimmjow was hanging over him. He needed to get some distance fast, which means ignoring how disgusting he felt and go to class.

Ichigo got ready in record time; He dry swallowed some medicine for his headache, and washed his face with an alcohol pad so that he could at least live with himself for going to class without showering, at least he was a little less gross. As he was about to open the door Grimmjow was in doorway. He sighed and pulled Ichigo back into the room by the handle on his backpack.

"Can't a guy take a piss without you running off by yourself?" Grimmjow asked. "I didn't even form our contract yet."

"What are you even talking about?" Ichigo asked, but before he knew it he was thrown against a wall again with his back towards Grimmjow.

Grimmjow pulled off his backpack and pulled up his shirt over his head and threw it next to him focusing on his pinned roommate's bare back.

"I've never done this before so cross your fingers." Grimmjow admitted.

Grimmjow clung onto Ichigo between his neck and right shoulder blade with his mouth. He sucked hard conscious not to break skin since the taste of his blood would probably drive him to go into frenzy again. Being this close to him was already messing up his senses.

A fresh hickey was left there bright red and wet. Grimmjow stepped away and admired his handy work. "With that I can tell where you are unless that magic decides to fail on me too, but it seems to be working. Not only can I tell where you are, but also your emotional state so I can tell whether you are in trouble or not. I don't care where you go as long as I am running distance away from you."

"Was there a better way of doing that besides leaving a hickey?" Ichigo gasped, suddenly feeling dizzy his face flushed as he started crumpling against the wall.

"I prefer the term 'hematoma.' It's less intimate." Grimmjow smirked. "But you could call it whatever you want." He said winking teasingly. Ichigo never understood why his roommate who he didn't even consider a friend insisted on messing with him.

"I'm surprised that you actually knew what that word meant."

"It's just a freaking contract spell, no need to get smart." Grimmjow grumbled.

"Stop calling it a contract." Ichigo growled. "This was completely one-sided and there wasn't exactly a dotted line that I needed to sign."

"Wasn't my first choice either, princess." Grimmjow said slapping Ichigo's other bare shoulder blade. Ichigo flinched at the contact, expecting it to hurt more than it did.

"Was there a reason for throwing me against a wall and taking my shirt off entirely? He asked deciding it was best to ignore Grimmjow's obvious teasing.

Grimmjow shrugged. "Besides the contract? I don't know, fan service?"

Ichigo glared at Grimmjow over his shoulder and then sighed deciding once again that it was best not to engage with his new vampire stalker's taunts. Shit, this was going to be his everyday now wasn't it?

It's been a long time since he hung out with Grimmjow. During the first few weeks of the abroad program he made it a point to hang out and try to become friends with his roommate even though he didn't get the best vibes from him. Ichigo has always been able to tell whether he would become great friends with someone or not, but the vibe he got from Grimmjow was that he was able to live with him even if he could be a total slob, and was a total dick. At least now he understood why Grimmjow's aura always felt so dangerous.

His instincts amazed him sometimes but it was too bad that they didn't exactly help this time around. His original thoughts were that they can cultivate a friendship if they hung out and got used to each other, but he didn't get his hopes up. Now here they were inseparable even if it was unwillingly. Izuru and Shuuhei would be jealous.

Walking with Grimmjow reminded him how much of an eye catcher he was. Grimmjow was tall and muscular, his face was angular and handsome, and he had an intimidating demeanor that gave him that mysterious air around him. His sexy blue hair was messy, but seemed to fall into all of the right places that could make any girl swoon and his tattoos under his eyes give him a dangerous and risky bad boy vibe. He was basically every girl's dream. He didn't give them a sideways glance, but Ichigo couldn't ignore all the blushing and giggling. It made him feel self-conscious just standing next to him.

Ichigo himself could also be considered quite handsome. Back at his old high school it wasn't even uncommon for him to find a love letter in his shoe locker. He has experienced the entire girls blushing and whispering thing. He was almost six feet and muscular himself, but definitely not as muscular as his bulky roommate, but he had a lean swimmers body that probably came from his experience in martial arts. At college though, he tended to attract different fans. There were still plenty of girls that stared at him as he walled passed them, but he got a lot more attention from guys then what he was used to. They were probably jocks trying to recruit him onto their teams just like they did during high school.

He used to make money by temporarily joining a sports club for a fee. That money was eventually spent on studying abroad in America. Now look what he's stuck with all that money he spent on the program was now responsible for his crushed reality and the blue haired vampire walking next to him.

There was a difference between those high school jocks and these guys though. It was slight, but Ichigo was able to pick it up. There was a different vibe from the way they looked at him, some kind of hunger, but it wasn't for his natural talent. Was he sensing a bit of desire in those gazes?

He flinched when Grimmjow pushed his back and looked sternly at them and then him, egging Ichigo to walk faster so he can finish escorting him so that he can separate himself from him. It was either that or he was also sensing those guys' gazes. He hoped for the first one, if Grimmjow was also thinking what he was thinking then it made it more probable that he was right.

As soon as Grimmjow nudged him on one of the guys that they were passing quickly grabbed Ichigo's wrist making Ichigo's eyes grow from the sudden tug. He looked up to see large bald guy that was even taller than Grimmjow. He also had face tattoos, red marks that looked tribal. He couldn't tell what race he was nor did he question why everyone seemed to have face tattoos when everyone was supposedly in college (but seriously, Renji, Shuuhei, and Grimmjow all have face tattoos.) He was more annoyed that he has been tugged around way too much for one day and it was only the beginning of the day.

He pulled his arm away from the large man's grasp and was about to tell him off, but before he could do so Grimmjow grabbed the guy by the chin pulling him down so he could look him in the eyes to see just how pissed off that made him.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Grimmjow snarled.

People started to look over and whisper. Ichigo grabbed Grimmjow by the wrist and pulled him away walking him towards the direction they were originally going in.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Ichigo asked in frustration. Seriously who was watching over who? They would have totally gotten in trouble if he let that continue. It looked like Grimmjow was about ready to crush that guys jaw in his hand.

"Making sure that guy knows his place. Did that guy seriously think he had the right to be grabbing you?" Grimmjow huffed.

Ichigo kept pulling Grimmjow making sure to keep a faster pace to try to leave the scene that they almost created. Grimmjow pulled him back to try to slow down the pace and put himself back in control, ripping his arm out of Ichigo's hand.

"Whatever, that happens all the time." Ichigo huffed finally agreeing to walk slower besides Grimmjow.

Grimmjow looked at him oddly when he said that. "Wait, that happens all the times?" He looked coldly at Ichigo as he looked like he was trying to contain his rage. Seriously, this guy had an even bigger temper then he does. Ichigo just nodded not feeling threatened since the rage wasn't directed at him.

"Do you get catcalled too?" Grimmjow asked scoffing as if he was trying to play it off as a joke, but it wasn't working to well in his favor.

"All the time." Ichigo admitted.

"What the fuck? And you don't do anything about it?" Grimmjow growled. Ichigo shrugged knowing that the anger still wasn't fixed on him.

"I used to when I was in high school, guys and girls. It didn't happen as much back then and they were mostly guys picking fights with me. My dad told me that I might get in trouble one day even though he was the one that taught me how to fight. It doesn't happen too much when I'm on campus, but it still happens sometimes. I can't really do anything about it since I will get in trouble if I get into a fight with them." Ichigo said. "So do me a favor and don't start anything."

Grimmjow huffed. "Don't count on it. I don't want people all over you when you are just doing something as simple as walking to class."

"You get used to it." Ichigo sighed.

"That isn't something you should just get used to. You should teach them a lesson."

"Too many people to teach," Ichigo said now completely tired of the conversation they were having. There was no way to convince him to let it go. If he decided to pick a fight with everyone that grabbed or catcalled at Ichigo then he would be in prison…though he wasn't really sure how prison would work with a vampire.

They reached their intended destination without causing too large of a conflict and Ichigo was already tired of being with his aggressive roommate, so tired in fact that he was considering class to be a break. As Ichigo was about to walk in the room he was pulled back.

"What?" Ichigo asked in surprise at the sudden tug cold sweat appearing on his forehead as he almost fell over. Ichigo has officially lost track on how many times he was grabbed and shoved around today.

"Are you fucking serious?" Grimmjow asked through his teeth in a hiss.

"What?"

Grimmjow sighed. "If something goes wrong try to fend for yourself as best you can and I'll be there before you know it."

With that Grimmjow walked off leaving Ichigo alone and a bit curious as well as nervous about what he was talking about. The only problem he's ever had in that class was the threat of him falling asleep and he wasn't sure if exhaustion fell under Grimmjow's responsibilities. If it was then he was failing miserably since being with him was enough to make him wish for the day to end so he could go back to their room and back to sleep.

Heck what the fuck even are his responsibilities were in the first place? He wasn't sure what Grimmjow was supposed to be watching him for. Wasn't it to make sure Ichigo didn't blab about his big bloodsucking secret? If that was the case Ichigo could promise not to tell anyone a million times, but I guess words won't carry very well with a secret that big.

Ichigo wouldn't be able to benefit from it though. It was one night that he could easily forget over time. Sure, it was a night that crushed his reality, but if nothing supernatural happened to him in the next few years Ichigo was sure that he would be able to convince himself that it was a dream or something.

If Grimmjow was supposed to be protecting Ichigo then there wasn't much to protect Ichigo from. The most threatening thing in Ichigo's life right now was the fact that he is in the same dorm room as a vampire, a vampire that almost killed him last night.

Besides that Ichigo has been able to handle himself pretty well back at his home town. Delinquents used to try beating him up over his hair color or jealously because he seemed to be attracting all the attention from the girls at school, but they always ended up as a row of knocked out bodies. He grew up with a crazy father that ambushed him whenever he came home or walked into a different room. He knew how to protect himself and pick his battles.

Whatever Grimmjow was cursing about couldn't be anything more than a pop quiz or something stupid…or something supernatural, but it wasn't like it ever bothered him before. What could possibly go wrong?

A/N: Review and stuff since I need the acceptance of others to make it through my day. Seeing your reviews really makes my day so I wanted to thank all the people that took the time out of their day to do it. I also wanted to thank the people who added this story to their favorites. I'm honored since I only posted the one chapter, I'll try to make you proud. Please look forward to chapter three.