I'm really enjoying Taylor's new album. I know a lot of you probably don't like her, but I want you to give the song State of Grace a listen. If you still don't like her music after that, then carry on with life. I know I love that song to pieces. If you do like it, give the rest of the album a listen.

On to the story, it continues. This chapter was interesting to write..

Totally Spies and a Sleepless Night

Sometimes, you have eyes in places you cannot be without even knowing it. They'll gather information you might have missed.

Sunday afternoon.

Neliel, sitting nestled in the living room of the mansion she had called home for the past few years, ignored the television even as it played her favorite show. Even though things had gone as she had hoped yesterday, for some reason things seemed to have taken a nasty turn.

She figured this because when Grimmjow had returned home last night, he did not seem to want to be bothered in the slightest. Neliel had watched him as he entered the house and didn't say a single word even after she had happily greeted him and offered to make him a warm dinner.

It became apparent that he was upset the moment he got into his bedroom and slammed his door.

At first, it seemed okay. He was quiet despite nearly shaking the entire first floor with the loud slam. Then things escalated. He began screaming in anger and then it sounded like he had started throwing things around in his room.

Today was a completely different story.

He was quiet. Completely and utterly. And he stayed locked in his room.

When their father went to try and get him out of his confinement, he got absolutely no response. Neliel had even dared to say she was going to drive his car again.

This led nowhere, however, because he had his keys now.

Nice try anyway.

All day she moped about the house, wondering what was wrong with her brother. She then remembered the math homework she had neglected earlier this weekend and decided to do it.

But she was smart. She sat posted outside Grimmjow's bedroom door and worked the problems, hoping he would eventually say something or come out for food, water, or even to use the bathroom.

When her father emerged again from his office and raised an eyebrow, she grinned and told him she was just doing homework. He didn't pay her much mind though. His stomach was telling him it was time to eat and to ignore all other distractions. Then he wondered if Grimmjow had eaten anything.

All he knew for sure was that something needed to be done about his recent reckless and self-destructive behavior. Things were going so well in the beginning. He was working and making his own money. It was simple and clean. But then this mess came up. He had ended up in jail for assaulting someone! At least the man dropped all charges looking to be pressed against Grimmjow.

God had certainly sent them a miracle.

He had thanked him earnestly last night when Grimmjow returned home.

Whatever the cause, it was fortunate for them. Even with all of his money, he wasn't sure he would be able to save his son. A CEO of an upcoming company was sure to have leeway over a student with a mean mug.

The man sat down in the kitchen wondering what the best course of action would be the next time the boy got into trouble.

Neliel sat in place, legs up to her chest and arms wrapped around them. It had been hours since her father had emerged from his office. After he returned to it, things became quiet again.

She was about to get up until she heard Grimmjow moving around in his room.

Then he suddenly began talking.

His voice was low but she could make out his words. He was definitely talking on the phone.

Then she heard "It's Kurosaki…he-"

Her eyes got wide when he stopped talking for a moment. Then she heard the sound of music and could no longer hear what he was saying.

"Smart ass…" she commented under her breath.

But at least now she knew what had upset him in this way. Ichigo had done something to him. Something very hurtful from the way he was acting. But what? He never seemed the type to purposely cause harm to someone.

She decided she would go and see him immediately. The best time to talk about a matter such as this would be now when it's just beginning, not after it had calmed down.

Standing from the floor, she grabbed her books and went to her room. A change of clothes was necessary. The nights had the tendency to get really cold since winter was nearing.

After putting on an oversized hoodie, a pair of skinny jeans and her winter boots, she made her way to the kitchen. Luckily Grimmjow had confined himself to his room. It's not like he would have asked her where she was going, but just the thought of him, in his current state, finding out that she was going to talk to Ichigo made her shiver.

Walking quickly and quietly into the kitchen, she grabbed her father's car keys and slipped into the garage.

"I should really get a car for my birthday…" she said grinning.

If only she had one, she wouldn't need to steal Grimmjow or their father's car.

Normally she would have walked, but there was no way she was doing that given the current weather. The news claimed temperatures in the lower forties.

Without delay, she got into the car, started it, and pulled out of the garage. She wanted to get to the bottom of this mess, even if Grimmjow would tell her it was none of her business.

Senna happily exited the shopping mall with her bag. She finally was able to afford to do a little shopping. With her cell phone bill and helping out at home with the bills, she often found her bank account pretty empty.

But her father recently got a promotion so he told her she no longer needed to give so much money. Music to her ears. Now she was sure to outdo even Rukia with all the anime apparel she was planning to buy.

She wrapped her scarf around her neck and ran over to her new Vespa.

Looking out to the Ferris wheel near the opposite end of the mall made her think of Ichigo. He had taken her there once. She loved it because she loved being up high. And as fearless as he seemed, he too seemed to enjoy it. That was a long time ago, though.

Nonetheless, she decided she would stop by his house on her way home. It wasn't too far out of the way and she got the feeling she needed to see him.

Starting up her Vespa, she rubbed her hands together, put on her gloves and quickly spun off from the large shopping center.

Driving through the city was her favorite. She always made an effort to ride up on the sidewalks to give some of the people a scare. Just for the fun of it.

Without realizing it thanks to all the fun she was having, she was now on Ichigo's street.

She pulled into his driveway and hopped of her scooter then took off her helmet to place it on the seat.

Suddenly, she was grabbed and she dropped it on the ground. A hand shot over her mouth and an arm wrapped around her waist then pulled her back across the street. She was then forced into a car and became terrified.

When the hands released her she cried out, "Don't kill me! Oh my god this is what I get for taking a detour on my way home tonight in this god forsaken weather! If you're gonna have your way with me at least be hot!"

When she heard a familiar fit of laughter, she jumped and then turned around.

"Neliel! Oh my god!"

"Yo!" Said girl flashed a peace sign and innocently stuck out her tongue.

"What are you-You made me drop my helmet on the ground! I got that last week! It's a Durarara exclusive limited edition!"

"Sorry! But I couldn't call out because I'm snooping."

"Snooping," Senna turned around and glanced at the Kurosaki clinic, "On Ichigo?"

"Duh!"

"Why?"

"Um, I just need to find out some things. I wanted to watch him for a while before I actually went to speak to him."

"Again, why…?"

"Do you really need to ask 'why'? I had the perfect opportunity! See the shades? And binoculars?"

Senna paused, looked at the sunglasses on Neliel's forehead, then the binoculars. She immediately became ecstatic, "I see what you mean!"

"Unfortunately, all I've been able to see is his silhouette. He took out the garbage earlier, but that was about it."

"So why not just go inside? You could watch him all the better from in there… And you're wasting gas just sitting in here with the heat on."

"Hm… I never thought about that. Good point."

"C'mon, let's-"

"Wait!" Neliel shouted.

"What!?"

"A car is pulling into the driveway."

Turning around, Senna nearly jumped through the window, "They're pushing my Vespa with their freaking car! Asshole! I'll kill them!"

"Who is it I wonder…"

The car that pulled into the driveway was all black. And pretty sleek at that.

Both girls watched in surprise when Ichigo came out of the house with his booksack. Senna became wide-eyed when she saw Ginjo get out from the driver side and greet him.

"Ginjo… What is he doing here?"

Neliel sat silently. She had already come to the conclusion Senna was definitely missing a few pieces to see. She didn't know about Grimmjow and his livid state of mind, especially when he had returned home.

But this… this put all the pieces together for Neliel. It was clear what had happened between her brother and Ichigo. Although, the reason Ichigo was with this man was completely unclear. She also had no idea who he was. But that didn't stop her racing thoughts.

Senna turned to her and started flipping out, but she couldn't tell her what she had just concluded.

This was clearly something to keep a secret. If Ichigo wanted to tell anyone, he would. Simple as that. Thus, she kept the breakup to herself.

More importantly, she would keep this tidbit of information from Grimmjow. Heaven help this man if he found out he was taking Ichigo late at night.

"Ichigo…what are you doing…with that man? What is going on in your head?" she thought as she watched him depart with the man.

Ichigo sat with a blank expression on his face as he rode in the passenger's seat of Ginjo's car. Unfortunately, the man said that he had some matters to discuss and would love it if he would come and spend the night.

Against his better judgment, he agreed to go along with it.

As they continued on their way, he couldn't help but notice the dark brown eyes flocking over him. It made him very, very uncomfortable.

"You hungry? I can stop and pick up some food."

"No thanks."

"Really? Okay. You must have eaten dinner already. Yuzu sure can please a person's stomach."

"Yeah"

"Well, I've got some things to tell you. I guess I should start by saying I'll be leaving for a little while. I'm sure you're going to miss me."

Ichigo rolled his eyes and looked out the window. Inside though, he was extremely relieved, joyful even. Then he wondered something, "I don't have to go with you, do I?"

"Hahahaha! No, not at all. You're still a student after all. But I'll be back after a while. It's business, not pleasure. Don't worry though, we'll spend a lot of time together over your winter break."

"Oh joy." the boy thought sarcastically.

After that conversation, the car became hushed. Luckily the sound of the tires striding along the road washed out the silence.

It didn't take too long to arrive at their destination. Ginjo pulled into the driveway of a condo and turned the car off before turning to Ichigo.

"Glad you're staying over. I really am. Want me to carry your bag?"

"No thanks, Ginjo."

"You got all you need in that thing? School stuff and clothes?"

"Yeah."

"Well then, let's get inside and out of this cold."

Ichigo stepped out of the car and followed Ginjo to the front door of his home.

"This is just a temporary living arrangement. I'm thinking of getting a mansion, but living all alone in one wouldn't be all that great." Ginjo said cockily as he unlocked and opened the door.

"You could adopt children. Or marry someone." The boy commented as he entered and Ginjo closed the door behind him.

"I'm marrying you. We can adopt children afterwards."

"…"

"Follow me. You can put your things in the guest room."

Ichigo followed Ginjo through the contemporarily decorated rooms and up the stairwell.

"I've got some work to do for tomorrow morning. Make yourself at home."

"Better get that work done."

"Right. Well, I'll be going."

When Ginjo left the room, Ichigo dropped his bag on the floor and fell face first onto the bed. It smelled nice. Likely because no one used this room, ever.

He sighed heavily and resigned himself to trying to fall asleep in this unfamiliar place.

It worked, but only for a short while.

Around twelve, Ginjo quietly walked into the darkened room. His frontal features were shadowed by the light pouring in from the hallway. It was still easy to see he was nearly undressed. All he was wearing was a sleeveless shirt and a pair of boxer-briefs.

"Gin-"

"Ichigo, don't sleep just yet."

"Why?" he asked, lifting his head.

Ginjo walked slowly over to the bed and stood over the boy, "I want you to sleep in my bed, with me."

"I'm sorry, but I can't. I just can't Ginjo."

"You have to."

"What?"

Brown eyes went wide as Ginjo bent over and pulled the blankets back. The larger man picked him up and headed out of the room.

"Let me go, Ginjo! I'm not sleeping with you!" he roared, thrashing about.

Ginjo ignored the shouts and continued into his own room then tossed Ichigo on the large bed after entering. He then crawled over to him and towered over him.

"I'm not having sex with you. Get it through your head!"

"Why not? I could rock your world, Ichigo."

"I just broke up with Grimmjow! And it's all your fucking fault! So get the hell away from me!"

"You have some reservations? Well, I guess that makes sense. But I'm not letting you sleep anywhere else so get cozy."

"What is wrong with you, Ginjo!? I'm not interested in you!"

"Ah. But I know you're lying. You know how? I caught you staring at me…multiple times when I visited your clinic. Mainly my arms and legs. You can say you're not interested, but we both know that's a lie."

Without another word, Ginjo clapped his hands and the lights went out.

Ichigo became immediately anxious.

It was dark. Very dark.

When the bed began shifting towards him, he felt his heart racing. More importantly, he felt like he was about to have a hyperventilation spell.

"Ichigo" Ginjo whispered.

"Stay away! Stay away!" said boy shouted jumping back.

What was it? Why was he so afraid right now? It wasn't like he wasn't attracted to other men. He never felt afraid when Grimmjow came at him. Sexually or even aggressively. And they had fought like dogs at some points.

So what was wrong now? What did Ginjo have that made him so intimidating?

Would he take Ichigo against his will? Was that what was so terrifying?

"Ginjo, I'll fucking break your balls! I'm not kidding! Stay away from me!"

"Calm down, kid. I'm just getting ready to sleep."

Suddenly, a large hand touched Ichigo's leg, causing him to jump.

"Just finding where you were. Get some sleep." Ginjo said, moving up and kissing the smaller boy on his lips. When he didn't feel any reaction, he spoke, "Kiss me back, Ichigo. Or would you prefer I go have that thug arrested? Don't forget why you're here in the first place."

"Stop. Don't. I'm begging you. Please."

"Then return my kiss. That's all I'm asking. You can do it."

Hesitating, and regretting more than anything ever having met Ginjo in the first place, Ichigo did as he was told.

Placing his lips on the other's made him feel sick. But he continued despite the feeling. He wrapped his arms around Ginjo's neck and got as close to him as he could. It had to be convincing.

He nearly bit it as he felt the man's tongue sliding into his mouth and nearly down his throat.

The cursed kiss had to have lasted about five minutes. As soon as Ginjo pulled away, pleased apparently, Ichigo turned and nearly lost the contents of his stomach to the floor.

He held it in, however. Something like that would ruin the entire effort. It would be completely insulting to allow it to happen.

Ginjo wrapped his arms around Ichigo and smiled, "Glad you came around."

When he got no response, he continued, "I hate constantly blackmailing you. I mean that. I really hope someday we'll reach the point where you want to be with me and not feel like you have to. Until then, there's nothing else I can really do…"

"You could let me go and move on with your life. That's always an option."

"No, I've grown way too fond of you. And I'm sure your mother would appreciate all the things I'll provide you with."

"Don't you dare bring her into this more than you already have!"

"I'm sorry, kid. I know you'll learn to love life here. For now though, get some sleep. Make yourself comfortable. Please."

"Whatever…" the orange haired boy stated.

He could already tell it would be a restless night. But if this is what it took to ensure Grimmjow had a decent future, he would bear it all. It was something he was fighting for, even if it didn't seem like it to Grimmjow.

This path he had taken was dangerous. But the sacrifice had to be made. It was proof of their love.

In this dark, unfamiliar room, all of his thoughts were wrapped in memories. At least, if anything, he would always have those. That may have been enough to get him to sleep tonight.

I couldn't do it. I couldn't write any Ginjo Ichigo.. Not RIGHT after a breakup. It just wasn't in me. Anyway, please review. I love 'em. And so does the story. I'm up to about 30 chapters in my overview. Told ya it was a long haul