Sorry it took so long to update but I had to finish summer reading then school started back and I have been drowned in school work on the first week!!

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Ichigo POV

'I cant believe that Grimmjaw is so much of a pervert that he lifted the skirt of this stupid outfit he gave me.' 'Wait!! What am I complaining about at least he gave me clothes.' ' I am going to kill him when he wakes up.' 'Hey! is that a camera in his hand?' were many of the thoughts swimming through my head as I looked at the unconscious Grimmjaw.

I walked over to his prone body and tried to pry the camera from his grip, but even unconscious he had enough strength to keep me from succeeding in acquiring the camera. When prying didn't work I tried kicking and punching him to wake him up but that punch I landed on him must have really knocked him for a loop. I searched all over Grimmjaw's room to see if he had any spare clothes, they would be way to big for me but at least they would be boy clothes.

'Does this idiot wear the same clothes all the time?' 'Ah, he must because I have searched this room top to bottom for even a scrap of cloth that is even remotely related to boy clothes,' was some of the thoughts going through my head as I sat on the couch.

I heard a groan from the floor so I looked down and saw that Grimmjaw was coming back to the land of the living. I got up and walked over to his moaning and groaning form and kicked him in the ribs, his eyes snapped open and he started yelling curses as he jumped into a defensive stance.

"What the hell are you doing with a camera and why do you have me wearing this whorish officer's outfit!!," was yelled in Grimmjaw's face by me once he stopped cursing.

He looked at me with a shocked expression, then his face curved into a smirk and he held up the camera. I was blinded by a flash and heard three clicks, signifying he took three consecutive pictures.