He swore as the computer screen went blank, bashing the clunky monitor in hopes it would fix itself. Growling he picked up his phone about to call I.T. when he noticed his partner dangling the unplugged cord from her fingertips. Her grin stretched from ear to ear meaning she had gotten some new information on the prick they were hunting. Keeping his face calm, he scowled glaring.
"The fuck did ya do that for Yoruichi? I was in the middle of something important a few more seconds and i would 'ave found something," he whined, trying to make her feel guilty. She raised a brow, flicking him in the nose. The word guilty didn't exist in her vocabulary.
"Grimmy playing cards isn't important, sides I have some juicy info on Aizen," she whispered leaning in close. He leaned closer knowing she wasn't going to say a word till they were almost nose to nose. Yoruichi smelt like the forest, the one the demons inhabited.
"'ow in the world did ya get information on Aizen when ya've been playing around in the forest again?" He asked narrowing his eyes in suspicion. She just kept grinning and in her odd fashion licked his nose as an answer. He scrunched up his nose the smell of nature stronger but he could also pick up the smell of wax and something incredibly old.
"The lovely little demon I get all my information from lives in that forest, pretty as a picture she is. Anyways onto business, turns out he is a full blooded demon but a crap one, a small child could beat the shit out of him. You know how two beautiful people can have an ugly child, well the same is with powerful demons, their child could be powerless. Aizen only possess's a silver tongue, in other words he is a very good con man," she said, noticing how distracted he was.
"What is it Grimmy? have you caught the scent of the bad guy?" She asked, mockingly. Sometimes she would treat him like a blood hound. Oh how he hated it.
"'ave ya been in a church, ya smell like one," he complained, rubbing at his nose. She smirked, seemed his sense of smell was getting better.
"No a temple in the forest, the demons place of worship I finally found it. Maybe I should take you one day, you can embrace your heritage," Yoruichi suggested. He growled at her, Grimmjow hated it whenever she brought up the fact that he was actually quarter demon. She brought it up as often as possible, hoping that he would grow stronger if he just accepted that part of himself.
"Oh come on Grimmy, at least agree to come with me next time. Ichigo might stick around longer and actually answer all of my questions if another of her kind was there." He sighed, rolling his eyes as she attempted pulling a puppy dog look, it didn't work she was too evil.
"Fine but only for work, don't drag me there just so ya can show me off. This Ichigo what type of demon is she?" He asked, curious about her informant buddy. Most demons in fact all those hiding from the government stayed away from Yoruichi, rumours of her reputation as a hunter had reached everywhere.
"Cat demon," she stated, sliding off the desk in her graceful manner. If he hadn't have seen her playing with a chunk of pure silver like it was a toy he would have thought her to be a demon. But more so he was confused by her statement, cat demons had died out a millennia ago. Spending so much time with these people must have been driving her crazy.
"Excuse me, Urahara-sama is asking for you." Both turned to face the young man, one grinning the other frowning. Grimm grabbed him sticking him in a head lock.
"Hanataro, didn't I tell ya to stop with the sama, hat 'n' clogs ain't that important," he groused ruffling his hair till it resembled a birds nest. Hanataro ran the second Grimmjow let him go, scared of the man. Yoruichi snickered, "come on mr. Grumpy pants let's go see what hat 'n' clogs wants might be fun."
The smile on the mans face was overly goofy coupled with the fan he looked like a complete idiot. But there he sat leader of the Demon hunters, in wooden sandals, a green house coat and a stripped bucket hat.
"Good morning my lovelies, any news about our problem? Old man Yamamoto is about three seconds away from castrating me," he said beaming. Grimmjow scowled wondering how Yoruichi put up with his lame ass, though it was a secret, the pair were married. She must have been drunk when she agreed to that, they were as different as cats and dogs.
"I have some information and am close to getting some more, Grimmy here is the key to that. Aizen is in fact a full blooded demon but he's completely worthless, kid could beat the crap out of him pretty easily. He has only one power, a silver tongue. The only thing we have to fear is his army, he knows how to bind powerful men to his side, we just have to find his weak spot. I believe my informant can shed light on that matter."
"Good good," he muttered, grinning.
"We got a tip from our hotline, an unknown persons, they reported a bar owned by demons. The place is called Demons Run, I need the two of you to check it out. Find out who owns it, if Aizen has any ties to it take control and find out who frequents the bars, if it has no ties to the demon army just let it go. We don't need to add fuel to the fire, I think peace with these people, your people Grimm, would be a smart idea," he said, handing over the file. Grimm looked at him shocked, head of the demon hunters and he wanted peace with these things. He'd be practically out of a job if peace happened. Kisuke had definitely taken one to many whacks to the head.
"Be back soon then hubby," she said, kissing him. Grimm grimaced storming out of the office. He didn't need to see something so horrifying.