Aye guys. This chapter was little harder to finish since I had to manage working on this, a group project where some of the group members didn't even bother to show up to the meeting, and studying for my philosophy midterm (I think I did okay on it.) Not only that, but it was my birthday this week and I got a lot more attention from my friends and family sooo... I don't know, rant over, enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 7

Grimmjow was on his way over to Renji's dorm. He could have waited for Ichigo to come back by himself, but he was too impatient. He didn't trust Ichigo to be alone especially now that he knew that Aizen sent spies too look after him.

He also needed to calculate the affect that he had on other vampires and other people. He seriously didn't want any more people grabbing at him.

No, there were more reasons than that. He couldn't explain why, but he felt uneasy when he wasn't next to him. He couldn't explain why, but he felt the overwhelming need to protect Ichigo after the night that he drank from his blood directly. It was a new feeling that he never had before. Even though he drank from countless others he only felt that bond with him and he felt genuinely nervous when he took too much from him.

Was it because of the bond that he placed on him? No, it was before that. Right after he drank from Ichigo he immediately knew that he was making a huge mistake. At the moment he wasn't really able to tell because Ichigo's smell and taste was as intoxicating as really nice liquor. He was a vampire; his first instinct was always in the interest of not going hungry. It was a vampire's worst form of torture. Vampires can't die from going hungry, but hunger was unbearable. So much so that a common form of punishment hundreds of years ago within noble clans was to bury their vampires alive to starve and then dig them up years later. The first thing they tend to do was go into a frenzy, so they end up getting killed.

After drinking Ichigo's sweet elixir, he immediately realized his mistake and freaked the fuck out and worked on keeping him alive and conscious. He never treated anyone like that before. It was a common mistake to take too much blood from a living human. It didn't happen as often as a vampire grows older, but when it did occur all he could really react with was 'oh well.'

Ichigo was different though he genuinely cared and he couldn't stand to be too far away from him and that bugged him. He never felt like that towards anyone. He thought maybe it was his instincts viewing Ichigo as a source of damn good blood, his prey. That wasn't right though, and he knew that. His instincts made him feel protective of the orangette, but it wasn't because he wanted to drink from him. He just genuinely wanted him to be safe.

He gave in to him running away, but only when he was sure that he was going to be safe like when Nel watched over him or when he was staying in the room that was practically a safe spot just for the fact that it belonged to the famous Byakuya Kuchiki. He told himself that it was fine and that there was nothing to worry about. He felt better when he was being guarded by him personally though.

It was getting to a point where he actually missed his presence. He started to miss the feel of his skin, the sound of his voice, the smell of his blood and shampoo. He even missed Ichigo's fiery temper. He had a hard time falling asleep the night before just because he couldn't get him out of his freaking head.

He told himself that he was just having cravings for Ichigo's blood or something even though he knew that that couldn't be true since he just drank from him a couple of days ago.

He left the dorm building, fog hung low to the ground. It rained early in the morning, but it was weird seeing fog hang so low to the ground like that. It made the air feel chilly.

As he turned the corner out of the entrance of the dorm he saw a guy standing outside leaning against the wall of the brick building that he recognized. He recognized him, but he hasn't been seen in a long time and Grimmjow did not expect to see him today.

"Gin?" He asked.

A fox like man dressed up in a simple oversized sweater and sweatpants looked up at him with a grin plastered on his face that only grew wider when he saw him.

"Grimmjow, it's been ages." He said lifting himself off the wall to go towards him.

"You're okay? I heard what happened with your clan and I didn't hear anything about you since" Grimmjow said. "I thought you disappeared off the face of the Earth. When did you get here?"

"Just yesterday, I was called in as backup." He said before kicking Grimmjow in the stomach making a cold sweat appear on his forehead and the back of his neck and sending him flying in the other direction.

He flipped in the air landing on his right knee and left hand before he kicked off the ground looking up to see the vampire that attacked him charging over to where he landed. He launched himself towards him, matching his speed readying a punch as payment for the blow that was just dealt to him.

"What the fuck?" Grimmjow shouted as he threw the punch that Gin expected when he saw Grimmjow coming for him. Gin evaded him effortlessly, watching Grimmjow's fist fly past the side of his face. He was always great at fighting. He was quick and flexible like a fox, an animal that resembled him both in appearance and fighting style. He caught one of Grimmjow's arms and twisted it behind him turning Grimmjow's back towards him.

"I forgot to tell you that I was recruited into Aizen's clan." He whispered into Grimmjow's ear. "Don't resent me too much for this."

Grimmjow's eyes grew but quickly turned wild with a vicious scowl on his face, resolve hardened as he threw his head forward before thrusting it backwards at full speed smashing it into the opposing vampire's nose, you know, the proper place to aim when doing a headbutt, backwards or forwards. (Seriously every anime character ever, if you were going to use the hardest part of your head as a weapon why would you aim your attack at your opponent's forehead the hardest part of their head?)

He ripped his arm out of Gin's loosened grip before doing a round house kick on his staggered opponent. Gin may be quick and flexible like a fox, but Grimmjow was powerful and fast like a panther.

"You never seemed the type to give into him." Grimmjow shouted as he jumped away from his opponent who swiped at his feet to try to knock him off balance, He landed a few yards away to gain some distance from the vampire who was recovering faster than he expected.

"Welp, no one was ever very good at reading me." Gin said closing the distance between the two of them throwing a flurry of punches that was blocked before jumping back to where he was standing before. It seemed as if their actions were becoming more of a Dragon Ball Z style with quick punches and moving from place to place really quickly. Not that they were able to fly, form giant spirit balls, and blow up planets, but their speed would have been a good substitute for the usual beginning stages of the fight.

"Is Aizen really picking a fight with me just to scare me away from Ichigo?" Grimmjow asked panting getting ready to face another of Gin's attacks. "Sorry, but it isn't going to work."

"Oh, he isn't picking a fight yet." Gin taunted. "There is still time. You just need to make the right choice."

Grimmjow had no idea what the foxlike man was hinting at, but he wasn't exactly in the mood to find out. All he cared about was beating this asshole up. He wasn't forgiving enough to let someone kick him randomly without paying them back fully.

Grimmjow tackled Gin in the stomach falling for the taunt. His opponent grabbed a hold of Grimmjow's shirt as he fell making him fall on top of him as their battle turned from Dragon Ball to a school boy's fight that you would see at recess in an elementary school. Both of them rolled around trying to get the upper hand on the other, but the look of amusement never left Gin's face nor did the look of outrage on Grimmjow's.

"Also, I'm not here to fight you." Gin laughed when he was finally on top of the crazed Grimmjow, pinning him down by his wrists has he straddled his waist. "I'm here to stall for time."

Grimmjow, now on the bottom, brought both of his knees to his chest and launched his legs upward into Gin's stomach, sending him upwards and buying himself enough time to get off the ground. Ground defense was hard since he didn't have fully flexibility and options on how he can move his body. He also didn't have a lot of experience with it since he wasn't usually the one on the ground.

Gin was on his feet again. "You don't fully know what's going on. Hopefully this will help you open your eyes. Welcome to the adult world, it's time for you to grow up."

Grimmjow clenched his teeth together as he braced himself for Gin's next attack. "I don't know what you are talking about, but you should be the last person to lecture me to open my eyes."

Grimmjow grabbed a hold of Gin's wrist that outstretched when he was threw his next punch. He was about ready to snap it in half when a glowing blue arrow whizzed past them making them break up their fight and address the new opponent that dared to disturb their fight.

"What the hell are you two doing?" A lean raven haired figure with square glasses said. He was holding a glowing blue bow that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. It was that hunter.

"What the fuck?" Ichigo asked pulling his legs into his body as he backed up as far as he possibly could, putting as much distance between the two of them that he was able. His back was in the corner between the wall and the window behind the bed. He was scrunched into in making himself as small as possible and his legs were pulled up in the fetal position.

The sudden feeling of danger which for some reason wasn't as present when he was clearly abducted by this guy's henchman was finally starting to resonate. His heart started to beat faster and his vision started to clear as the spells effect diminished till it was no longer there. Something was screaming in his head to not do anything stupid and to get ready to defend himself.

Off to the side the dark skinned henchman flinched as he realized that his spell lost all power over the one he was trying to put to sleep and put back on his sunglasses. Aizen walked over slowly and sat at the edge of the bed where Ichigo now lied boxing him in so that there was no way for him to escape without getting past him.

"Sorry Ichigo" He said smoothly trying not to stir him like he was some kind of frightened animal, though it wasn't working. "I only wanted to talk to you without your guard dog interfering."

Shit, was that the point of the spell? Grimmjow could only feel Ichigo's presence when his emotions spike. Nel mentioned that he wasn't really able to tell where he was or how he was feeling when he was asleep. The spell that Kaname Tosen tried to use on him didn't work, but it did make him feel relaxed even when he was in danger.

If Grimmjow couldn't really tell where he was then, then he could certainly feel it now. Right now the spell that his roommate put on him should be functioning like a flare gun that shouted SOS and that he needed help. If that spell was meant to buy time then the timer started to tick as soon as Aizen stepped into the room. Grimmjow must have been on his way right now.

If Aizen was as smart as he was made out to be then he probably set up precautions to prevent him from getting to them though. If he gets there then it is game over. That means that he needed to find a way out that didn't necessarily revolve around Grimmjow saving him though he would admit begrudgingly that it would be really nice if Grimmjow just barged through that door at that very moment.

"Now Ichigo, I'm sure the existence of vampires is a very new concept to you, but I can promise you a lot more than your roommate, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez." Aizen said slowly leaning towards him placing a hand on Ichigo's knee.

Ichigo flinched when he felt Aizen's cold flesh against his own, unhappy with the contact that was given to him by someone that he didn't want to be involved with. He willed himself to curl up even more, but it was impossible to make himself any smaller then he already was.

"I must insist that you put your immediate feelings aside and consider the long game though. I can promise you an eternity of comfort and happiness which he can't promise you alone."

Ichigo looked over to the door that was being guarded by Aizen's henchman trying to calculate what his chances were if he were to just sprint towards the door, zero. His chances were zero. No matter how he looked at it, there was a guy standing in front of the only exit and another guy who literally had his hands on him and blocked him from even getting up off the bed, that's not even calculating the fact that both of them were vampires.

If a UFO were to land outside the dorm that was flown by aliens that declared that they were going to take over the world as a distraction he would still have a zero percent chance of getting out of there. Even if he got out of the room there was no way he was going to be able to outrun them. He knew the speed of a vampire was also supernatural and he even experienced it firsthand before when Grimmjow attacked him and when he threatened him the next day.

He needed to get outside or get back to Renji's room. If he made it outside then he would be in plain sight so the chances of them actually attacking him were slim since it risked them being exposed. It would be a lot harder to make it out there though.

Renji's room was more probable since it was only upstairs. Renji shared a room with a vampire that Grimmjow knew about so that must mean that he found him worthy. Maybe Aizen would be more threatened to chase after him if he hid behind Rukia's brother. It would be a weird way to introduce himself though. 'Hi, I'm Rukia's best friend. Help me; I'm being attacked by vampires.'

He didn't have time to think about meeting Rukia's brother though since the probability of him actually escaping was improbable in the first place. Heck a UFO landing was more probable then Ichigo getting out of here by making a break for it.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to join you." Ichigo said lightly. "I don't want to become a vampire at all. I want to live my life as a human."

Aizen smiled sympathetically. "I see, but I can't promise that you'll live a normal human life. The probability of you being turned into a vampire is very high. You see, you seem to have a very special condition and your blood is very sought after. It's amazing that you came this far without being turned or even being devoured. It's amazing how you didn't even know about the existence of vampires until now."

Ichigo sighed and shook his head. "So I've heard. Listen, me being allowed to pick my own clan isn't going to change anything. I want to stay a human as long as possible and I've only been bothered by this vampire stuff now. If things work out I can go back home and leave all this stuff behind and go to med school so I can become a doctor."

Aizen stayed quiet his face not moving as if everything Ichigo just said flew right over his head. Which pissed Ichigo off to no end, but he wasn't planning to get into a fist fight with someone that can kill him with just his teeth. He wouldn't stand a chance since his punches would hurt him more than his target. Not to mention he had a henchman that was waiting for him patiently who can also kill him in less than a second.

He knew how to pick his battles and there was no way he could win this one. Though he knew that fighting wasn't the best option he was never really that good at controlling his anger.

"Also don't take this the wrong way, but you are probably my last option even if I were to get turned. " Ichigo said. "Actually, take it any way you want as long as you know that my answer is no."

Aizen held him by the shoulder lightly pulling Ichigo out of the corner and pushing Ichigo down onto the bed, his smile now looking a little more forced and his position was a lot more intimidating as he towered over Ichigo who was forced to look up at him.

"Please Ichigo, let me make you an offer." He said, his hand now shifting to rest on Ichigo's chest to prevent him from getting up.

Welp, this was what he got for letting his anger get the better of him. A voice in his mind yelled at him for actually doing something stupid despite his better judgment.

Ichigo cursed in his mind as he had to re-examine the situation he was in. The brunet vampire was practically on top of him. The dark skinned vampire was still there on standby. With the change of positions he can see that he was in a worse place then he was before.

"I can find something more in your interest." Aizen said. "Money, power" he listed, but Ichigo gave no interest in what he was saying, "or how about making Jaegerjaquez disappear."

Ichigo's eyes enlarged. He quickly thought of Grimmjow having to fight an entire army of vampires. He felt sick to his stomach, if what he heard about Aizen's clan was true then that can very well happen. He was angry at Grimmjow, but he didn't want him to disappear. Heck, if he were here right now that would be great.

"I'm not interested." Ichigo said trying to lift Aizen's hand off of him, but that only made Aizen push down harder, practically pushing against his rib cage.

Ichigo tried to pull himself back towards the window, bringing his head back against the thick glass. He lifted his legs back up so he could re-enter the fetal position to create a barrier between him and the vampire that was becoming more and more threatening.

His head smashed against the thick glass of the window making him see stars as Aizen's other hand gripped his shoulder again, throwing him back. His fingers cut into his skin making more red marks that looked similar to the ones that Tosen left on his ankle.

The smile on Aizen's face was gone taking its place was a very stern and now impatient expression. His eyes were cold and it looked like he was done trying to be reasonable and sympathetic. He was bored and he just wanted what he came for already.

"Ichigo, don't be unreasonable." Aizen said with no humor in his voice. "If you play hard to get I'm not going to indulge you. I'll just turn you by force."

Ichigo re-examined Aizen's face to see that the stern expression held a hint hunger in his eyes and he could tell what was going to happen next and he was not exactly a fan of what was to come.

Ichigo pressed himself in the corner between the wall and the window and curled himself into a ball, hugging his legs tighter and hiding his hands in the sleeves of his sweatshirt so he can hide all visible flesh.

Aizen didn't take any bullshit though. He ripped through Ichigo's tight embrace on his legs, holding his left arm in one hand above his head the other grabbing one of his legs pulling him closer and giving himself some room to enter Ichigo's personal space.

Ichigo, now lying down with his head against the mattress, swung his right fist at him at the heat of the moment and recoiled in pain as the feeling of punching a metal poll shook through his hand as punishment. He ignored it just so he could focus on getting his left arm free. He swung again at Aizen's nose. This time his hand didn't hurt as much, probably because it was already in pain. Though this time Aizen reacted to his punch, if only a little and he looked a little surprised from Ichigo's determination.

Aizen's hand loosened his grip on Ichigo's arm and he was able to yank it out of his grasp in a sudden burst of strength from desperation and held his left arm in a winged shape to create a barrier between him and Aizen.

The predator pulled up the winged arm and threw it to the side and straddled Ichigo's waist. Ichigo reacted by lifting his waist up to try and shake him off while pushing him back with his right hand which was still in pain and giving him more traction and leverage on the bed with his left arm that went from being thrown to planting itself on the bed so that he could gain more ground.

Aizen was tired of fighting against the human that was doing a surprisingly good job of trying to shake him off and defending himself. He was eager to move on so he leaned down over Ichigo and sunk his teeth into his neck causing Ichigo to become very still.

The instant Aizen sunk his teeth into his neck it felt like he was being branded by a hot iron at the point where the fangs pierced through his skin, then he felt like his entire body was about to erupt in flames. The blood that coursed through his veins felt like molten lava that was able to melt earth and burn through his flesh as his temperature skyrocketed.

His vision went fuzzy as the room started to spin. His stomach turned sour, and his entire body ached and sweated as his body temperature rose to new heights. His body couldn't move and his body felt heavy like he has been turned to stone.

His ears felt like they were about to pop like he was on an airplane or a high enough altitude and he couldn't breathe properly. Ichigo fought against the pain as his vision threatened to fade to black, but something inside of him. Somewhere deep in his core fought back against the darkness that was closing in, pushing the black walls back and kept trying to clear his vision.

He then heard the door to the room get thrown open with the loud crack sound that came from breaking wood and something that sounded like droplets of water on a frying pan. There was shouting and the weight that was on top of him was suddenly thrown off. Heck Ichigo could tell that it was thrown off even though he was in a state where he was unable to tell what was going on. Everything looked like a big blur.

The source of the sizzling sound was now right next to him. Then he felt teeth on his neck again where the burning was originating from, but this time it wasn't as hot or painful. It felt different then the bite that he just felt, but he could still feel his anxiety pounding inside his head.

He felt the familiar sensation of getting blood drawn out of him causing him to feel lightheaded, but the result started to show immediately. The burning feeling started to fade as well and some color came into his vision. There was blue and Ichigo blinked a few times to try and clear his vision so he could try and confirm the oddly placed color.

He heard something that sounded like spitting close to where he was lying or at least that's what it sounded like to him since he could barely make out anything. It suddenly got loud again as if a fight broke out in the small amount of space, more shouting, but his ears couldn't make out any words that were spoken though like he was listening to a muffled recording of the adults in the Peanuts.

The feeling of cold water splashed on his neck where the wholes that were left by fangs remained open. The burning sensation that was originating from the open wound was then replaced with stinging and the feeling of having a million splinters on the surface of his neck. It was a better sensation then he had before though as he felt his body temperature drop rapidly and he became less lightheaded.

He lost his grasp on time, but he eventually felt himself get lifted off the bed, there was that sizzling sound again and he could even feel a strange bubbly sensation on his skin as he was pressed up against a warm muscular body. He could hear the voice that was shouting before right next to him, but he was slowly able to recognize the syllables that where being said and put them together.

"Ichi, stay with me." The voice said desperately repositioning Ichigo so that he was being carried comfortably bridal style.

"Grimmjow?" He asked in a quiet voice through chapped lips before he felt a sudden lurch as he was slowly becoming more aware of his surroundings. The room around him looked like it was in utter chaos. The door was busted down, things were knocked over Tosen was against the wall and Aizen was right behind Grimmjow looking like he was ready to attack.

Instead of feeling an impact like he expected he felt a sudden lurch and the air around him felt different as if they teleported to a different place. The air whistled in his ears that were becoming clearer as he felt the sensation of falling. His head was thrown back and the air stopped spiraling around them. Did they just jump out of a fucking window? The sizzling sound stopped and Ichigo suddenly realized the smell of burning flesh.

"Yeah, you're safe." The voice said pulling Ichigo in even closer to his body if even possible. Ichigo nodded lightly before letting himself fall asleep in his arms.

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