Here's the new chapter! Sorry it's a bit shorter, the length of the chapters and frequency of their releases are going to be a bit inconsistent but hopefully not drastically so.

For the story the words in bold are written and (I should've mentioned this in the first chapter) italicized words are thoughts. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Bleach is the creation and property of Tite Kubo

Chapter 2: She who is Silent

Grimmjow woke up with a dull pain in his side and head. Shit. What the fuck happened? He looked around to see where he was, inside a room. He had been placed on a futon that was still folded and left against a wall, under an open window. Scanning the room he saw a small table low to the ground so that the people have to sit on the floor around it, a small dresser, a closet door, something leaning against the wall that was covered by a sheet, and a kitchen area with a girl standing in it with her back turned to him. Whatever she was cooking smelled pretty good and Grimmjow felt hungry.

Taking a moment to stretch his new limbs, and experiencing pain in his abdomen, he stood up and jumped down from the futon. Having apparently heard him, the red-brown haired girl turned her red-brown eyes to him. He locked his gaze on hers until she turned back to the food on the stove, removing it and turning a knob so the little blue fire that was cooking the contents of the pot disappeared. Grimmjow watched as she pulled three bowls, one normal sized and two small ones, from a cupboard and filled one small bowl with water from the sink and the other two she filled with various chunks of food covered in brown liquid from the pot. Carrying the two small bowls to the table, she placed them on the side closest to Grimmjow and then went back to fill a cup with water, retrieved a spoon and carried the third bowl back to the table for herself.

She glanced at him, still in the same spot on the floor in front of the futon, before putting her hands together and closing her eyes for a second then began slowly eating the stew that definitely carried the smell of meat. Grimmjow walked slowly, never taking his eyes off the girl. He hated it but he had to keep in mind that he was essentially defenseless now so he had to be cautious. She glanced at him, but didn't watch him instead she kept her focus on the food in front of her. Taking a moment to lap up some water first, Grimmjow turned to the bowl with the meaty soup and saw that it also had small chunks of potatoes and carrots. It smelled really good and his mouth started to water. He took another look at the woman, she was still eating and paying him no mind, so he decided to risk it and eat. The food didn't just smell good, it tasted very good as well.

Now that he was no longer paying the woman across the table any attention his whole focus was on the delicious food. He shouldn't be this hungry but he was. It's probably because of this stupid body. When he finished eating he realized that he was being watched and glared at the woman who was now giving him her full attention. She stared at him with a thoughtful expression, as if she was trying to figure something out but thankfully made no move to touch him. Her staring was irritating to Grimmjow though and he narrowed his eyes and felt his ears pull back slightly and hair stand up slightly all over his body while his tail began whipping back and forth slowly. She frowned slightly at him but said nothing. In fact she hasn't uttered a single sound. What's her problem? It's not normal for a human to go this long without some type of sound right?

She looked down at the bowl in front of Grimmjow and pointed at it. He watched her hand closely as she grabbed the empty bowl, leaving the one with water, and carried it to the kitchen area along with her own and started filling them with water and stored what was left in the pot in a small plastic container and put it in the little refrigerator. She returned to cleaning the dishes and once again paid Grimmjow no mind. He just watched her in confusion. She was weird, and he couldn't understand what was different about her from other humans. It's not just that she's quiet. It's something else, something that I can't pinpoint.

Once the kitchen area was clean she looked back the table with the cat still sitting, watching her. She looked at him confused but continued her silence. Seriously bitch. Just say what you want to already! I get I look like a cat but I'm not fucking stupid!

Just then a knock came to the door, pulling both of their attentions to it. The woman walked over and answered the door, revealing an older man who appeared to be middle aged. "Good evening Ametsuchi-san. I had heard that there were some delinquents who got into a fight not too far from here while you were out. I just wanted to see that you were well."

To Grimmjow's confusion she took a few steps over to the refrigerator and pulled a small, somewhat shiny board with a marker attached off and returned to the door while writing something on it. Her back was turned to Grimmjow so he couldn't see what was written when her arms shifted as she turned it to show the man at the door. "Why on earth would you attack them?" the man exclaimed.

Ametsuchi's arms shifted again as she began writing on the board again, then once again showed the man and waited for his response. "A cat?" he asked peering over and seeing Grimmjow for the first time.

"Ametsuchi-san. While I don't prohibit cats in the apartment, I thought you were told that you are not allowed to have any pets so long as you are under the custody of the state?"

"Custody of the state?" What does that mean? Why is she writing instead of speaking? Grimmjow was now filled with questions and no way to ask them.

More writing, and then the man's voice again. "If you're going to be leaving the window open for it then I take it you don't want be to put window screens in your room like the others next week? I suppose as long you aren't actually keeping it it's fine. Just be careful when the agent comes to check on you. I'll see tomorrow. Good night Ametsuchi-san."

After nodding a goodnight to him, she closed the door and locked it. Walking back to the table she sat down and rested against a propped up fist, looking bored as she stared at Grimmjow. Looking down to the little board on the table she wrote on it. "What are you?"

Grimmjow was shocked at the question.

She wrote on the board again, "You aren't really a cat right? I can tell you have spiritual power."

Grimmjow tried say that he definitely isn't a cat but it came out as a meow. Instead he settled to just nod yes.

Once again she wrote and revealed her words to him, "My name is Yukiko Ametsuchi. And no I can't speak, that's why I'm writing on this board. If I write out English letters can you point out the letters for your name?"

So she really can't speak, huh? That's probably why she seems weird to me. I've met quiet people but never a mute. The cat nodded yes, so she proceeded to erase the words on the board and wrote out the English alphabet. She put it down for him to touch each letter and Yukiko would write it as he went until the name Grimmjow was spelt out. After that he went ahead and tapped out "Jaegerjaquez"

"Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez? That name is complicated as hell." Was what she wrote out in response with an expression that made it look like she felt writing it out was an inconvenience.

The Arrancar felt his fur puff up slightly in irritation, Rude little bitch. He thought with a slight growl. He was done with her, he had a full belly and didn't give the still dull pain in his abdomen any mind so he decided there was no reason to stick around. Turning around, Grimmjow jumped off the table and started walking to the open window but stopped when he heard her tapping on the table figuring, correctly, that she was trying to get his attention before he leaves.

"I'll leave that window open for you. Most people will probably try to treat you like a lost and helpless little cat so come back whenever you need a break from that." She had written on her little board.

Fat chance of that. He thought as he jumped out of the window and began walking down the street, beginning his search for the Shinigami that had to be behind his awful predicament.