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Chapter 19
"GOOD MORNING, ICHIGOOO." Ichigo caught his annoying, loud father by the face and shoved him to the hard wooden floor.
"Geez, nothing changes with you." He hissed practically crushing his father's face in his grip.
"I'm glad to see that you haven't gotten rusty, my son." His father said, his voice muffled by the palm of Ichigo's hand. "It looks like I have nothing left to teach you."
The back of Ichigo's neck sweated as he glared down at his father, trying his best to hold in his anger so that he wouldn't end up beating his father into a bloody pulp. "Teach me, my ass! This is freaking child abuse."
Grimmjow looked over from Ichigo's desk. He's already made himself at home and he was picking apart Ichigo's manga collection as his partner was sleeping. He was reading a pretty interesting one too; it was about a high schooler who was able to see ghosts and had to fight these evil spirits that were after him.
The performance in front of him was far more interesting though. He closed the graphic novel and hummed with pleasure, making himself known. Ichigo blushed, but his father seemed to not have any shame as he smiled in his son's former roommate's direction, "good morning to you too, Grimmjow. I would do the same thing to you, but I don't think you can handle it."
Ichigo groaned. "Please don't. He's supposed to be a guest. Now get out, I need to get ready." He said as he shoved his father out of the room.
"Oh, I get a private show?" Grimmjow said quietly enough so that his father couldn't hear him through the closed door, watching as Ichigo started to lift his t-shirt over his head.
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Geez, don't say it like that. I've changed in front of you before so I thought you'd be more mature. If you're going to act like that turn around."
Grimmjow chuckled and walked over to his boyfriend "You know me better than that." He said kissing him on the cheek, "good morning to you too." Grimmjow's small smile was contagious causing the sides of Ichigo's lips to lift if only just a little.
Ichigo got ready as Grimmjow preoccupied himself with unpacking his stuff since he was already dressed for the day. If Grimmjow's estimate was correct then that meant that they were going to be in Japan for a while.
"Is it safe for me to come in now?" A voice asked from outside of Ichigo's room, but not from the door like one would expect, but rather it came from above Ichigo's bed from out the window.
Grimmjow growled. "Are you just going to come over whenever you damn please?"
Ichigo rolled his eyes again. He rolled his eyes too many times that day and the day just started. He pushed past him and opening the window letting Shinji in. "Will you knock it off, Grimmjow? I talked to Shiro and he said that the only way I could find out more about him is to keep him close."
Shinji stepped through the window and plopped down on Ichigo's bed, stretching his back across the mattress. "Is that your inner soul's name? It has no style." He said sticking his tongue out revealing a small metal ball pieced through it.
"It's just a nickname." Ichigo corrected. "His real name is Zangetsu."
Shinji looked up at him with a surprised expression before it relaxed a bit. "That's cute. I really like it."
Ichigo could feel Shiro stir inside of him in irritation, probably from being called cute; he ignored him just like he always did when he acted like a moody teenager.
"It seems you two are getting along, unless you are just putting up a front or something. Anyway, I knew that you went back to your inner world after I left so I just wanted to check in again to see if you are going mad. Make sure you take breaks since he needs as much rest as you do. He may be another soul living inside of you, but things would be easier if you treat him like a person and not some supernatural entity. My job here is done so peace out."
Just like before Shinji seemed to have vanished, but Ichigo was able to see his hop away this time. He really was getting stronger, well at least strong enough to be able to follow Shinji's movements. After fighting with Shiro his movements seemed slower and he was able to keep up with them without him having to use his powers to focus. Shiro mentioned that he was growing quickly which only encouraged him to work harder, but after a while he couldn't tell if he was getting stronger or Shiro was slowing down. It looked like Shinji was right. He needed to give Shiro a break.
"That idiot is going to let himself be seen. Normal humans can't exactly do shit like that." Grimmjow huffed. "It may be out of my place to talk since I'm a vampire and not a shinigami, but isn't that guy too comfortable for someone that escaped some sort of institution?"
Ichigo shrugged. It wasn't really his place to talk either. Sure he was a shinigami, but he still wasn't sure what everything was. He didn't know what this supposed institution was besides being in it sucked, they forced people with shinigami powers to work, and that Shinji escaped.
He was sort of on the same page as Grimmjow who also just discovered that gods of death existed. It seemed that Grimmjow knew something else that he didn't know. He knew that he shouldn't ask, but he just couldn't kill his curiosity.
"So what are you hiding from me?" Ichigo asked in a more serious voice.
Grimmjow clicked his tongue as he fished for words to say that wouldn't piss off his new boyfriend. "Umm, didn't that Hirako guy say that I couldn't tell you so there was no point in asking? I don't exactly like to keep secrets from you either."
Ichigo sighed and let his head drop to look at the floor. "It was worth a shot." Ichigo said deciding to avoid a fight by not bringing up the fact that Grimmjow lied to him before about the abroad program and the nature of him marking him.
"So with that out of the way we don't really have an agenda." Grimmjow said. "So how 'bout we go on a date or something since we haven't done anything like that yet."
Ichigo hesitated. He had a point. They messed around before Ichigo said that he would give dating a try. Shit, they messed around twice before they actually went on a real date too. Did that make him a slut? Ichigo knew that Grimmjow didn't really do relationships since he just preferred to mess around, but they were both giving it a chance so they might as well just do it now.
"It's afternoon since you slept in all freaking morning. So let's go out to lunch." He said before Ichigo confirmed or denied it. He took Ichigo by the hand and led him out of the room. "Quit your gawking; don't act so fucking surprised that I want to do something besides hook up." He said as if he has read his mind. He may not have been able to use the spell that let him read his mind, but it didn't seem like he even needed it.
Ichigo snapped back to reality, clutching Grimmjow's hand back in response only momentarily "yeah okay." He said. "There is a family restaurant not too far from here." Ichigo said releasing his hand only to sneak past the living room where the rest of his family was. His father and Yuzu sitting in front of the TV watching that stupid show 'Ghost Bust' or something starring that famous spirit medium Don Kanonji or something while Karin just rolled her eyes at them.
The restaurant wasn't too far away from Ichigo's house. He wanted to show Grimmjow around, but he was honestly too hungry to bother looking for a restaurant a bit further off, and damn he was seriously craving a cheeseburger despite it feeling like it was breakfast time.
After they ate lunch, Grimmjow watched Ichigo dig into his dessert. He couldn't help but be amused. He never imagined Ichigo to like sweets; he just didn't seem the type since he acted so cold and tough, but there he was his eyes practically sparkling when the two scoop ice cream sundae was placed in front of him. His facial expression didn't change, but his eyes said it all. He must have felt deprived from actual good desserts since the school they went to completely lacked them.
He took small bites of the strawberry sundae in front of him, making it last longer than it should. Grimmjow wasn't a big fan of sweets, but seeing the smaller male dig into the ice cream was unexpectedly cute. Who was he kidding? Ichigo always looked cute to him despite his more masculine personality and features.
"Strawberry suites you," Grimmjow said cracking a small smile.
"It's just that I don't like having hot fudge with chocolate ice cream." Ichigo said looking away to hide his face that was now warming up when he saw the man in front of him holding a smug expression on his face.
"You don't need to hide the fact that you're cute." Grimmjow said. "Here let me taste."
Ichigo started to scoop a small serving of his sundae when Grimmjow leaned across the table and kissed him on the lips keeping his balance with his forearm against the table.
Ichigo turned dark red when Grimmjow pulled away with a Cheshire grin stretched across his face, "yup, strawberry definitely suites you." Grimmjow said licking his lips.
A weird guttural sound came out of Ichigo's mouth as he tried to function what to say. "I-idiot, we're in public."
Grimmjow just shrugged. "Who gives a shit? We're in the back anyway."
Ichigo hid himself in his arms against the table and mumbled. "You're unbelievable."
Grimmjow laughed before helping himself to Ichigo's ice cream. The waiter eventually came back to the table with the check. Ichigo reached out for it, but it was quickly snatched by Grimmjow. "Oh no you don't, I'm paying." He said. "I asked you out, remember?"
"So what, I got dessert." Ichigo complained reaching over the table to try and get the check back. Grimmjow pulled it away out of his reach. "I don't give a shit. I'm paying."
Ichigo retracted his hand, giving up. He turned his attention away from the man across from him putting down a few bills. Where he got the currency from Japan, he had no idea.
The people at the other table caught his attention. He felt their glances and it immediately made Ichigo feel self-conscious. Did they see Grimmjow flirting with him? Dammit, that asshole seriously has too much of a presence. No, that wasn't it. It felt like they were being observed and it made the hair on the back of Ichigo's neck stand up. He really hoped they weren't homophobes. He's never had to deal with them before and he didn't think about the fact that he had entered the LBGT community until now. He wasn't ready to learn about how to avoid discrimination yet. He'd rather focus on not getting killed by vampires.
"Let's go." Ichigo said pulling Grimmjow out of his seat. He didn't like being observed and he just wanted to get out as quickly as possible. He used to be able to ignore it, but after being abducted twice his general trust in humanity has gone down.
"Geez, what's got you so eager?" Grimmjow asked after being pulled out of the restaurant.
"I got a bad feeling and wanted to leave." Ichigo said. "I'll show you around. You said you've never been to this part of Japan before."
They walked down the street. The road was quiet like it usually was. Karakura was a small town that not a lot of people knew about. Even though the town was usually quiet, it was unearthly silent and Ichigo could feel Shiro start to get uncomfortable too.
Ichigo looked to his right and then his left and Grimmjow grabbed him by his hand, realizing the same thing as Ichigo. Ichigo's head whipped over his right shoulder. He saw a movement in the shadows and started to back up looking for where the shadow came from.
"Where are you?" Ichigo asked out loud. "And what the hell is going on?"
A figure walked out of the shadows. "Geez, you noticed me with your naked eye?" He asked. "Now that is impressive."
The voice belonged to a bald man wearing all black. His teeth were bared in a cocky smile and he looked like a delinquent that Ichigo would usually find on the street. His only distinct features being the tattoos that looked like eye shadow around his eyes. Seriously, why did everyone have face tattoos, and why around the eyes? It seemed mega painful and dangerous.
"Who are you, why did you follow us from the restaurant, and where is everyone?" Ichigo asked before he was pushed behind his protective boyfriend. "Wait, what the hell, Grimmjow?"
"You heard him, what is going on here?" Grimmjow said ignoring Ichigo. "You better answer fast because I'm not patient." He growled.
"You don't seem to have control over your spiritual pressure, but you have a trained eye just like our captain." The bald man asked neglecting Grimmjow's question.
"I've only had a little experience controlling my spiritual powers and I can tell from what you are saying that you are a shinigami."
The bald man's eyes narrowed and his smirk stretched into a thin line. "You're not as stupid as I thought you'd be. You don't see the point of playing dumb." Ichigo could feel a pressure rise around him and he even saw Grimmjow's body tense up a little before he let it relax again.
He didn't really have a lot of experience with spiritual stuff. Heck he was new to vampires too. This month has been nothing, but new experiences for him and he could barely keep track of what happened on what day. It ticked him off and after being abducted twice he learned that he just couldn't go with the flow. If he didn't like something he'd have to learn how to take actions into his own hands.
He could tell one thing though without Shiro even needing to say anything. This guy was strong and he better be ready to defend himself.
"You're buddy there is a vampire right?" He asked. "I haven't fought with one in a long time, but I'm a little more excited to fight with you."
"Wait fight? Are we seriously going to fight out in the open like this?" Ichigo asked, hinting that he didn't want to fight.
"You aren't." Grimmjow barked. "I am. You aren't fit to fight. We need to get you out of here."
Ichigo's face scrunched up and he gritted his teeth together.
"Don't worry. I've created a protected space. No one can see or touch us and we can't do the same to them. It's like we are in a completely different place in a completely different reality." He said. "If you don't even know that then my suspicions are true. You are an unregistered shinigami."
Ichigo's eyes narrowed and he didn't say anything and the opposing shinigami barked in laughter. "Lucky, there has been a significant decrease in shinigami recently and the work load was getting pretty heavy. Sorry, I'm going to have to kill your mortal body. I hope we can be friends on the other side though."
Suddenly the skinhead was right in front of him forcing him to move back. Grimmjow quickly attempted to grab a hold of him, but he was too quick. How was he able to get behind Grimmjow? Was he seriously able to outrun him?
Grimmjow bared his teeth and swung a punch in his direction. It connected and with Grimmjow's monstrous strength it sent him sliding in the other direction.
"I'm not that into hand to hand combat." The bald man admitted. He reached his hand out by his side and suddenly a sword appeared in his hand. He unsheathed it revealing a beautiful metal blade. "This is more my style. How about it Sunshine? You able to follow up without spending a single day at Shino Academy?" He said directing his attention towards Ichigo.
"Your opponent is right here." Grimmjow growled getting ready to charge towards him.
"No he isn't, he's right here." Ichigo said reaching his hand over his back he pulled upwards and suddenly a black sword the size of his body appeared out of thin air. Grimmjow's voice got stuck in the back of his throat as he looked at his boyfriend who he thought was defenseless wield a blade that large.
"Okay, when the hell did you get that?" Grimmjow managed to vocalize.
Ichigo ignored him he was more focused on the blade that suddenly clashed against his own. The bald man's eyes looked demonic as the look of pure excitement spread across his face. "What's your name hybrid? I've only heard stories about humans having shinigami powers so I want to remember this."
"Ichigo Kurosaki." He said.
"That's a nice strong name. I like it." The bald man said. "My name is Ikkaku Madarame. Since we are going to be on the same side soon let's have a nice fight."
Grimmjow growled and charged at Ikkaku, shoving him off of the orange-haired vampire on the defense. "I said I was your opponent. I'm not letting you hurt him."
Ikkaku rolled his eyes. "Sorry vampire, but I forgot to mention that shinigami patrols in twos. If your so antsy pay attention to your own opponent."
As soon as the words left his lips Grimmjow's arms were tugged behind him. Grimmjow yanked his arms out of the grip of the person behind him with his overpowering strength. He whipped his head around and saw a feminine looking man with hair that reached midway down his neck. Part of his hair was grown out a bit longer and was braided. His feathers decorated his eyes and hair and he was dressed in black just like his partner except he wore an orange collar to contrast the dark color.
"Yumichika, can you take care of that one?" Ikkaku called over.
The one standing before Grimmjow sighed, "Whatever you say."
Grimmjow looked between the two of them and gritted his teeth. The odds didn't look good for him. He wanted to protect Ichigo, but he couldn't fight the both of them at once. Even though the more feminine man looked weak he could tell that he was not to be underestimated especially since he never fought a shinigami before and didn't know what they were capable of.
He thought about grabbing Ichigo and running, but he didn't know what it meant to be in a protected space. He had no idea how to get out, but even if he did Ichigo mentioned that these guys followed them from the restaurant. Even if they did manage to escape they can probably find them again. No matter how he looked at it there was no way those two were going to let them out without a fight.
"Grimmjow," Ichigo said as he pushed his over-sized sword against Ikkaku's "I know you want to protect me and you've done well up until this point doing just that."
The other shinigami opposing Grimmjow stood their patiently as Grimmjow listened to his partner, "but I don't want our relationship to be just you protecting me. I don't want to be the damsel in distress anymore."
Ichigo let out a blast from his mouth that sounded like he just shouted. It knocked Ikkaku off balance and Ichigo cleaved into his side drawing the first blood causing the other to hop away to give them some distance as he gripped onto his wound. The air around Grimmjow started to smell incredible as shinigami blood started to flow through Ikkaku's wound. "I've realized that I will no longer be allowed to have a normal life, but if that's the case then I want to be able to fight on my own."
Grimmjow watched Ichigo in utter amazement. He has never seen Ichigo do anything remotely like fighting, but here he was fighting against an opponent that Grimmjow could tell was strong. Also what the hell were his powers? He thought that Ichigo only had healing powers, but it seemed that he was able to summon a sword and even blast people away with his voice.
He never thought of himself as a relationship sort of guy, but here Ichigo was, the exception to that rule. He didn't want anyone to ever hurt him and that was still true, though seeing him fight made a warm feeling well up inside of him as he watched Ichigo swing an oversized sword that he handled so easily despite this being his first fight and that sword looking way too heavy for a guy his size. It seemed like pride, like he was proud of him or something. He just didn't understand where it was coming from.
Despite the new found emotion, sweat still drenched the back of his neck. He was glad to see that he can somewhat hold his own when he was in danger, but that doesn't mean that he wanted to see him fighting. Fighting equals crisis and he was seriously holding himself back from jumping in between the two of them in an effort to defend his boyfriend.
It seemed like he wasn't allowed to because now he had a new nuisance that was waiting patiently for him to give back his attention.
"Is your conversation over?" The flamboyant shinigami, Yumichika said. "I've been itching to fight too."
He grappled with Grimmjow before pulling his own sword out of nowhere and cleaving it into Grimmjow's shoulder, it was shallow though.
Grimmjow hopped away, enraged by his opponent. "That's dirty; we were having a fist fight." He said gripping his wound that dripped blood onto his hand.
"It's not dirty to use your resources when you are fighting for the kill." Yumichika said. "There is no such thing as fighting dirty when you are avoiding pain."
A grin stretched across Grimmjow's face and his eyes turned wild as he stretched his hand out in front of him, his fingers bent like they were claws, and gripped onto his bicep to hold it steady.
"If that's your logic then this should be playing by the rules too." Grimmjow laughed maniacally as a ball of blue energy formed near the palm of his hand and he launched it forward.
The Gran Rey Cero slammed into Yumichika's chest sending him flying backwards. He didn't get up, but Grimmjow could hear him groaning showing that he was alive. He could barely consider that a fight, but it seemed that he was more durable then that Tosen bastard who just turned into sand.
Yumichika would have had a better chance of winning if he kept it a fist fight even though Grimmjow was faster and stronger than him. He didn't know that much about shinigami, but he could tell that much from the few minutes they were fighting. It wasn't a fair fight to begin with.
Grimmjow walked over and grabbed onto Yumichika's orange collar forcing him to sit up and stood over him intimidatingly. He compelled himself to ignore the strong scent of blood that was poisoning his judgment so he could focus on the task at hand. "How do we get out of here?" Grimmjow growled, tightening his grip on the shinigami.
"Only a shinigami can break through a protected space, either that or it wears off." Yumichika said calmly so he wouldn't aggravate the wound he got.
"I'll let you live, but you are going to have to leave us alone. I don't need anyone finding out about Ichigo." He said dropping him, letting the wounded opponent's head to hit the concrete floor.
He looked over to Ichigo's fight that seemed to be ending as well. He didn't know the details on what Ichigo was doing to train his powers since he wasn't exactly meditating under waterfalls, but whatever he was doing it was working. He still needed to resist jumping in, but he knew that he didn't know what he was up against and he would only get in the way.
He looked down at his hands that were covered in blood that wasn't only his own, but his opponents. He resisted the urge to go over to the shinigami and drink the blood that flowed out of him, knowing that if he did so much as lick the blood on his hands he would only want more.
Ichigo was doing pretty well for his first fight. It wasn't technically his first fight since he fought delinquents, Yammy, and had to escape a room full of freaking vampires. He even momentarily fought Tosen and Aizen at a disadvantage when he was abducted the first time. Still, when he fought delinquents he didn't exactly have powers yet and when he fought Yammy and tried to escape from his abduction he still didn't know he had powers.
When he was able to use the unrelenting force shout for the first time (He decided to call it that since it resembled Skyrim's most famous shout.) he didn't have a grasp on how it actually worked. Now after sparing and learning from Shiro he had a better grasp on how to control his abilities. He never thought the day would come where he would need to learn how to use a sword, but here he was fighting with a sword that was freaking huge and should have been way too heavy to swing with ease, but it felt light in his hands and it felt familiar like he's had it his whole life.
He struck back against Ikkaku, his sword and sheath transformed into a weapon that looked like a spear. Ichigo learned the hard way that it wasn't a spear though, it was a three part pole that was able to split apart and his opponent was able to control masterfully.
There was a lot of blood flowing out of his hip and he could hear Shiro nagging inside of his head telling him not to make careless mistakes. He wasn't out yet though. He was completely focused on the task at hand and he was prepared for any surprises that were about to be thrown his way.
Off to the side he heard the sound of a blast and a blue light glowed on his and his opponent's face before it disappeared. His opponent's attention was diverted to the source of the sound and Ichigo took that as an opportunity to jump at his opponent. He cleaved a gash into his shoulder, purposely making it shallow so he wouldn't cause a fatal injury.
His opponent collapsed to one knee, his weapon falling to the ground next to him and disappearing as he clutched onto his bleeding shoulder. He looked up at Ichigo. "Damn, it looks like I was wrong. I'm unlucky."
Ichigo placed his weapon over his back and it disappeared as well. Ikkaku shakily picked himself off the ground and Ichigo had to restrain himself from trying to help him up. "You win this round and you're probably going to regret not killing us." He said before appearing by his friend's side that was lying on the floor next to where Grimmjow was sitting.
He scooped up his buddy and disappeared. The area around them seemed to shatter and they now stood in the middle of the street that was now populated by other people.
Ichigo looked at Grimmjow and he returned the look. Their first instinct was to get out of that area. They were both bleeding quite a bit and the last thing they needed was to cause a panic.
"Wow looks like you took a real beating." Ichigo and Grimmjow turned around to see Shinji. "I'd hate to see what those other guys look like."
Ichigo looked around him. Even though he was bleeding enough for blood to be dripping onto the streets nobody that passed by seemed to really mind or even notice.
"Don't worry. I'm a shinigami so I have unique abilities too." Shinji said before Ichigo could ask anything. "I created an illusion for everyone in the surrounding area. No one can see you guys, though I try to restrain from using my powers since I'm trying to not get noticed by the institution. Looks like our days of hiding are over now."
"The next time I see that fucker he is so dead." Grimmjow said examining Ichigo's wound.
They were in one of the rooms in the clinic area of the house so that they had access to all the first-aid equipment. They were able to go in unnoticed by Ichigo's family by walking in through the back entrance so none of them were aware of the state the two that have just arrived the day before were in.
Grimmjow wanted to wrap Ichigo's arm because Ichigo wasn't able to do it himself with one hand with his less dominant arm.
"Why don't you use that spell you used when you reattached my arm to heal yourself?" Grimmjow asked.
"I've only used it once before and I have no idea how I did that. Shiro never really got down to teaching me how to do that, but he did say that I can only use it on others." Ichigo said.
"Okay, seriously. Who's Shiro?" Grimmjow asked. "Is there something I'm missing?"
"You wouldn't understand." Shinji said who situated himself in a chair off to the side where a patient's parent or friend would usually sit.
"Do you want me to try and heal you, Grimmjow?" Ichigo looked up at Grimmjow and observed the gash in his arm that was caused by Yumichika. Grimmjow didn't even let Ichigo clean it yet since he made Ichigo's wound his first priority.
"I wouldn't do that." Shinji said. "Healing spells are rare, but they take a large amount of energy to perform. We don't know what will happen so you might just want to cover a small cut like that instead of wasting your energy."
"How the hell is that a small cut?" Ichigo asked. "Cuts like that tend to need stitches. Heck, I need stitches too. Why are we wrapping my arm?" He said pulling his arm away from Grimmjow to stop him from wasting any bandages.
"Do you want me to get your dad?" Shinji asked.
"I think he would be more concerned why there is a total stranger in the house." Ichigo said as he pondered how he was going to fix his arm since he didn't exactly trust Grimmjow or Shinji to know how to do it.
"He'll be fine." Shinji said rolling his eyes and getting up from his seat so he could go get the goofy bearded man.
"Wait, Hirako." Ichigo called after him, but he was ignored.
It was silent for a few moments before Isshin walked in wearing his white jacket that he wore when he was looking at patients. His expression was stern and out of character. Which stunned Ichigo silent, he never really seen his dad look so cold before like he had something on his mind that he was keeping silent about. He expected him to freak out crying that his baby was in serious pain and he was going to make it all better or something equally embarrassing. He didn't know what he preferred though.
He worked silently and finished up quickly and neatly like how he has been performing for years before turning to Grimmjow.
"You didn't even clean your arm. I'll take care of you too, take a seat." He said and did the same procedure on Grimmjow as he did his own son.
He turned and walked towards the door and stopped midway through it.
"I'm not going to ask any questions, just make sure you get home safe. I don't want to lose any more family." Then he was gone leaving Ichigo and Grimmjow alone in silence.
"Damn, you bastards got beaten up badly." A hulking man said in front of the two hospital beds. Two shinigami laid there stitched up in a small hospital room with their heads hung. "So let me ask you guys, are they strong?"
Ikkaku looked up at his captain's large figure and saw the look of unconcern written across his face. He didn't even try to act like he was concerned about them. That guy only cares for one thing and one thing only.
"Yeah, they're strong, a vampire and an unregistered shinigami." Ikkaku said. "The best part is that they are only going to get stronger."
A smile started to crack across the larger man's face before it turned demonic and he gritted his teeth in anticipation.
"Great, I wouldn't have it any other way." The one thing this guy cares about is the thrill of the fight.
A/N: Once again sorry for the wait. I hope this chapter was interesting enough to make up for it. I'll do my best to stay weekly. Make sure you follow, favorite, and review. Every review goes a long way with me.