DISCLAIMER: I don't own BLEACH. BLEACH is a property of Tite Kubo, and is not my intellectual property. There is no financial gain made from this nor will any be sought. This is for entertainment purposes only. This fanfiction story is inspired by a real life event. Any resemblance to any real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
DISCLAIMER PART 2: I would like to apologize if my "translated words" were not accurate, I got them from Google translate, so... Again, I apologize.
DISCLAIMER PART 3: This one's not edited because I'm too lazy. Yes. I'm Sorry.
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"Decision"
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Starrk's frown deepened as watch the boys in front of him. And with a loud sigh, he figures that something is not right. But he's too damn tired to ask for it.
So he'll just wait for them to confess.
"Ahh, S-Starrk…"
Shawlong started but was stopped by the look on Starrk's eyes. He then just swallowed the lump that was building up inside his throat.
He knows that we're hiding something.
Starrk sighed once more before walking pass the group, giving Shawlong a light knock on his head before heading towards the cushions and sitting down.
"So, are you guys just going to stand there or are you all going to tell me what the fuck you're all hiding from me?"
Starrk said with his very bored but deadly tone.
"They're not hiding anything."
Grimmjow answered as he walked out of his room. Starrk's eyes grew wide the moment he saw Grimmjow's shoulder.
He stood up and walked towards Grimmjow like he haven't seen Grimmjow for a long time.
"What the fuck?! I thought you said it was just a small scratch!"
Di Roy flinched, immediately hiding his face after hearing Starrk's angry tone.
"This fucking look like you almost lost your arm you dimwit!"
Grimmjow frowned.
"It ain't his fault. I made him report that to you because I know that yer such a worry wart."
Grimmjow answered.
Starrk stopped fidgeting around and gave Grimmjow a hard knock on his head making the younger one yell in pain.
"WHAT THE FUCK OLD MAN?!"
He shouted as his other arm nurses his head, trying his best to rub the pain away.
"What?! You want more you fuckin' piece of-"
"Grimmjow?"
Starrk's eyes flew towards the direction where the small voice came from. And his already furrowed eyebrows deepened as he try to recognize the boy that came out of Grimmjow's room.
"Ichigo, naibu ni modotte."
Grimmjow's voice is soft but full of authority. Ichigo flinched a bit as his eyes found those deep cerulean eyes. This is the first time that Grimmjow gave him an order and seems like it is really important that he follows. He frowned, but he found himself following what was asked to do.
He was about to go back inside, when someone stopped him by grabbing the back of his shirt's collar.
"Eh… not so fast o-chibi!"
He was pulled back and pushed with so much force making him gasp for air as his back hits the wall while a very strong hand grabs his neck, strangling him and making it hard for him to breath.
"STARRK!"
Shawlong shouted, ready to move if ever the older man would try to do something.
"That's Sturmbannfuhrer for you Shawlong."
He answered, his eyes never leaving Ichigo's face as his hand tightens a bit around Ichigo's neck.
"Let him go."
Grimmjow interrupted, there's urgency on his voice, making Starrk turn his eyes towards his son.
"What did you say?"
"I SAID LET HIM GO YOU ASSHOLE!"
Grimmjow shouted as loud as he could. He then moved and pushed Starrk away with all of his strength making Starrk lose his balance and fall down on the floor. Starrk just watched with wide eyes as his worried son nursed the boy.
Ichigo coughed as air rushed back to his lungs. His legs are quivering, making it hard for him to remain standing. He was about to fall down when Grimmjow caught him.
"Are you alright?! Ichigo? Hey, answer me!"
Ichigo just continued coughing but somehow managed to nod.
"You over did it this time Sturmbannfuhrer Starrk."
Shawlong said as he reached out to Starrk to help him stand up.
Starrk immediately accepted the help and stood up.
"Stop that Shawlong. You know that I'm only kidding."
Shawlong smiled as his other team members came close to them.
"Who's that kid?"
Starrk asked.
"I think it's better if you would ask that to your son. After all, it's his decision to bring that brat over."
Yylfordt answered as he turns around heading for the second floor of their house.
"Let's go guys, let Starrk meet his future daughter in-law-"
But Yylfordt wasn't able to finish his sentence as a knife flew past him and hit the wall in front of him. This made him gulped as he slowly turned around, only to see a very angry Grimmjow.
"Right… Let's go guys!"
Edrad continued, pushing Yylfordt towards the stairs as the others followed them with haste.
"Tsk… Stupid assholes…"
Starrk heard his son whispered. He turned his head back to see his son once more but what he saw instead made him frown.
"S-stop that. I'm n-not a kid."
They were talking in Japanese.
Ichigo's frowning again, but his voice is still hoarse. Grimmjow's eyebrows furrowed as he support Ichigo.
"I'm not treating you as a kid. I was just trying to help you moron."
"Well sorry for being such a weakling Mr. I'm-stronger-than-you!"
"What the fuc-"
"Alright kids, tell me what's happening here."
Starrk pulled Grimmjow's collar away to give the two some distance. Even though it's very obvious that the exchange between the two are all just talks, Starrk is a bit worried about a different thing. Because the two are just too close. It seems like the two have known each other for years instead of days, if not hours.
Ichigo watched Starrk with skeptic eyes. He's trying to figure out the deal with this old man. Earlier, when he came, everyone became really rigid all of a sudden, like their boss caught them doing something illegal. And all of them were talking in German that's why he's not very sure about what they're talking about. But now that he knows that this man can also speak Japanese, it'll be much more easier for Ichigo.
"Fuck off dad."
Grimmjow answered before grabbing Ichigo and walking towards his room.
"Hey, don't give that tone to me Grimmjow. I'm serious."
This made Grimmjow stop midway and look at his father with a frown.
"You are going to tell me everything Grimmjow. And by everything I mean EVERYTHING. Or else, I would be forced to report about your little friend right here to the higher ups."
Grimmjow's frown deepened as he tried his best to not fight his father. But a voice inside him is making him feel anxious.
"Then I'll resign from my post and run away with Ichigo."
"What?!"
Starrk clenched his fist. It's getting really hard for him to hold his temper. What the fuck is his son talking about resigning his post? He looked at Ichigo with so much menace. He wanted to kill this boy right now. This boy that's inflicting a problem to his family. He looked at the boy, trying to read his intentions, which Ichigo returned without any problem. And that's when he understood.
'This kid has some issues too huh. I can see now why Grimmjow took a liking of him.'
"I give up. I don't wanna kill innocent people anymore."
Grimmjow answered in his mother-tongue. He knows that Ichigo already know that he's a murderer. A dog of the military, but somehow, he doesn't want the boy to hear that confirmation right from him.
"What the fuck are you talking about?! Just for this boy? You're going to leave everything for this boy?! How about your team?! You'll leave them behind?! You know that they won't last a week without you, you know that right?!"
"I KNOW! That's why I'm going to take them with me."
Starrk pinched the bridge of his nose in an attempt to calm himself down and sat by the nearest sofa. He's not expecting this to happen. He was just worried earlier that's why he tried his best to go home early.
He let out a big sigh before resting his head on the backrest of the sofa.
"Alright, what's your plan?"
Grimmjow's eyes travelled back towards the now frowning boy beside him. Ichigo is not looking at him, but he can see that the boy is trying to figure out what they're talking about.
It's a good thing that he can't speak German.
Grimmjow sighed, and tightened his grip on the little boy's hand to call his attention. Before speaking in French this time.
"I want to go to Japan with Ichigo. Ichigo Said that he used to live there so I think it would be better if we'll travel back to his hometown."
Starrk's attention went back to the boy that's now looking at Grimmjow.
"Do you have any family members living there boy?"
Ichigo looked at him with a frown.
"Yes, my father said that he has an older brother, his name is Kaien. So I'll look for him once I got there… With Grimmjow."
His last remark, surprised Starrk, but only for a moment.
"With Grimmjow huh?"
Ichigo nodded.
"Yes, I don't intend to leave Grimmjow in this awful place. That's why I'm going to take him with me."
Starrk's frown disappeared and was replaced with a smile.
"Heh. Looks like your boyfriend is much more manlier than you Grimmy."
Grimmjow's eyes grew wide.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
Starrk laughed hard as Grimmjow showered him with curses, and Ichigo just watched them, confused with what's happening. Grimmjow's eyebrows furrowed because of the way his father is now laughing. He knows that his father won't listen to anything that he would say so he reverted his attention to Ichigo instead.
"This is your fault you fucking strawberry!"
"What the fuck did I do you fucki-"
Grimmjow kneeled in front of Ichigo poking the younger man's forehead without any restraint.
"It's because you're saying a lot of things without using your dumbass brain you stupi-"
Grimmjow's words were interrupted by a head butt from Ichigo who's angry expression seems very adorable for Grimmjow. Even though his forehead is now hurting.
"I'm not fucking stupid you moron!"
The younger man added.
Starrk's laugh grew louder while listening to the exchange between the boys. It's been so long since he laughed this hard.
This boy is really entertaining.
He thought as he watches them bicker while still holding each other's hand.
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Ichigo, naibu ni modotte – Ichigo, go back inside.
