I'm sorry I said it would only be on hiatus for two weeks and it has been WAY longer than that. But my life is really messed up and inspiration for other stories have come in between. Anyway, hope you all have been ok.

The room was furnished with large wooden desk, a chair for Ichigo's boss, who was leaning back in the chair, looking relaxed, and two chairs opposite of the desk for visitors. There were large bookshelves surrounding the entire room and there were hundreds of books on them. Ichigo sighed. This was tedious.

"Don't sigh like that in my presence," Aizen said and looked at Ichigo.

Ichigo was currently seated in one of the visitors' chairs and his boss was sitting there, looking incredibly smug. Like he knew something Ichigo didn't. Which he probably did.

"So you're telling me that this past month you have only been to the hospital to visit that victim. Otherwise you have just been lazing around in your apartment. That is correct?"

Aizen smiled warmly, but Ichigo saw that his eyes weren't smiling. Ichigo nodded nonetheless and just knew that he was cornering himself in some way.

"Let's start first with that idiot..." Aizen cleared his throat. "Excuse me, I mean person, of course."

"What about him?" Ichigo asked, knowing full well that Aizen was speaking of Grimmjow.

"Well, he is in a lowly gang, and I would appreciate if you didn't associate with him. He is below your level."

Ichigo leaned his head to the side.

"Is that an order?"

"It's a recommendation."

Ichigo pondered that for a while. Aizen sounded just like a father trying to correct his daughter from choosing the wrong person to date.

"Well, I have grown quite fond of him."

Aizen's eyes darkened, but only for a short moment. So short that Ichigo in fact wasn't sure he had seen right.

"I see. Well, I don't want you to get hurt, so do be careful."

Ichigo nodded.

"Next, what really I want to know is what you have been doing, tailing two people that are not part of your job. Is there a reason for this?"

Ichigo was stunned. How did Aizen know this?!

"I... don't know what you are talking about," he said nervously.

"I had our one and only Starrk tail you, because I grew worried that you were seeing that oaf, I mean person, too much."

"You had Starrk tail me?" Ichigo asked bewildered. "Because I was visiting Grimmjow?"

Aizen leaned forward, gently placing his forearms on the desk and intertwined his fingers.

"Is there a problem?" he asked calmly.

Ichigo shivered.

"No, not at all," he said weakly.

"Good. Now, if you would be so kind as to tell me why you have been tailing these two people."

Ichigo straightened his back and tried to look sure of himself.

"You haven't been giving me much work lately and since I didn't want to get rusty, I thought I'd just tail some random people."

"Random people that happen to belong to the Red Carnation?"

Ichigo stared at Aizen like a deer caught in the headlights. This was bad.

"Well, I..." Ichigo started, but didn't know what to say.

"So I'm asking you kindly, Ichigo. WHY are you tailing two people from the Red Carnation?"

"Because they hurt Grimm," mumbled Ichigo and looked down on his lap.

Aizen looked sternly at Ichigo.

"You mean to say that you are risking my entire organization, not to mention your own life, for that fool?"

Ichigo didn't know how to respond to that. He knew he was risking his own life, but he had never thought that he was risking the entire organization. It was true though, he did. Ah, how could he be so stupid.

"I'm sorry, I won't follow them anymore."

"No, you won't. And THAT is an order."

Ichigo nodded and stood to leave. He thanked Aizen for his time, as customs were even if Aizen had been the one to call on him. After that he left, sulking. Well, at least he hadn't been ordered to not see Grimm again. DAMN IT. There it was again. Grimm-JOW. He had to learn not to call him Grimm or he might slip his tongue so the bastard would hear it.

"Why the somber face," Harribel asked as the met each other in the hallway.

"Nothing, just... I really need a drink right now," said Ichigo and nodded at Harribel. "Wanna join?"

Harribel shook her head before nodding towards their boss's door.

"I have a meeting."

"Ah, ok. Well, good luck. Hopefully I haven't pissed him off too much for you to handle."

Harribel nodded and continued on her way. Ichigo looked after her. What was he to do. A recommendation to stay away from Grimmjow? It had sounded like a hinted order though. And not following those barbarians around? Well, he didn't need to, he already knew where to strike. But for tonight, he would drink to his heart's content.

"Daaaad, another one," slurred Ichigo.

"No, you've had enough," said Isshin and grabbed the glass Ichigo had in front of him and put it away.

"You're no fun," pouted Ichigo.

"Well, I'm not only your dad here, I'm your bartender as well."

Ichigo sighed.

"So, this bloke you have been so happily chatting about all night. When do I get to meet him?"

A blush crept upon Ichigo's cheeks and he looked away from his dad.

"You're never going to see him."

"Oh? But you seem quite attached to him. At least from the way you speak about him."

Ichigo snorted.

"He's a bastard and always will be. There is nothing to be attached to."

"Then why have you been ONLY been chatting about him?"

Ichigo looked at his dad.

"I do like him, don't I? That bastard."

Isshin sighed. His son was really daft sometimes. The bell jingled, signaling a new customer.

"Ah sorry, we're about to close," said Isshin as he looked up. "But I guess I make an exception for my favorite customers."

Ichigo looked up and his shocked, brown eyes met equally shocked, blue ones.

"Grimmy!" Wailed Ichigo and hurried up to hug Grimmjow.

Grimmjow looked down at the top of Ichigo's head as he hugged him back. Grimmy?

"Have they released you from the hospital now?" asked Ichigo as he looked up at Grimmjow.

Grimmjow nodded, still stunned over the nickname.

"That's great. Hey dad, this is Grimmjow. Grimmy this is..." Ichigo seemed to think for a moment. "Dad."

"I know who he is," muttered Isshin. "He is one of my regulars."

"He is? Well then I don't have to introduce you."

"You just did," said an annoyed Isshin.

"No, no, I mean then you've already met him."

A lightbulb went off for Isshin. Grimmjow was the person Ichigo had been talking about the entire night. Oh boy, Isshin didn't know if he was too happy about these news.

"Is he always this happy when he's drunk?" asked Nnoitra.

"I've only seen him drunk two times, including this one. So I can't say for sure, but he does seem happy now that you guys have arrived," answered Isshin.

Grimmjow looked at Ichigo who now seemed to stare at him with adoring eyes. Well, a happy Ichigo was always good.

"Give me something to drink," said Nnoitra and sat down.

Isshin was about to pour a drink when he looked up to see Ichigo kissing Grimmjow. He dropped the glass and flask he was holding.

"What the hell do you think you're doing with my son?!" he roared.

Ichigo turned his head towards his dad in surprise and felt the world spin. He tried to steady himself by holding on to Grimmjow.

"What's wrong Ichigo?" asked Grimmjow concerned.

Ichigo looked at him and once again the world spun. He put a hand over his mouth but it was too late. He threw up all over Grimmjow.