Hybrid

Summary: Continuing from Monster, Ichigo and Grimm are together, and an idea sparks a change in their world of supernatural.

Author's note: The idea was given to me by Sakurahan!

Chapter 1

When Ichigo woke up, he was alone. It wouldn't have usually bothered him though, it wasn't like anybody would actually want to be near a monster like himself. A blood sucking, sex addicted disgusting beast. But, just last year he had found somebody who wanted to be near him. The person was overly clingy and annoying, but Ichigo had learned to love that person with what little soul he had left. It wasn't everyday somebody actually fell for an angel of death. Let alone meet one.

The lack of body heat from his partner did bother him though. Grimmjow wasn't one to leave Ichigo alone for longer than a millisecond. Hell, if the door wasn't locked, Grimmjow would probably stand there as he took a shit. It was disturbing, but Ichigo didn't know how much he would miss that presence once it was gone. He didn't get up despite his alarm, merely sniffing the air for any fresh tracks of where Grimmjow was.

Surprisingly he was in the kitchen, but there was somebody else in there with him. Ichigo was up in a second, containing his horns and wings as his territorial urges tried to consume him.

Nobody was allowed near what was his.

Ignoring the fact that he was wearing nothing but boxers, Ichigo walked to the kitchen, frowning when he saw a red haired man standing in his kitchen. Grimmjow was sitting at the table, a cup of coffee in his hand. The man looked over, and Ichigo almost had the urge to kill him.

"That's not funny Shinji." Standing in front of him was the possessed body of his ex combat partner, the poor cat demon under Shinji's spell. The usually angered features twisted into a smile, Shinji's signature creepy grin showing through.

"What, he wanted to know how it felt." Ichigo rolled his eyes, sniffing the air. Renji no longer smelled like a garbage cat, but was currently drenched in another woman's scent. From the pungent smell he gave off, he had fornicated with a mortal before Shinji took over.

"He's married now, did you know that?" Ichigo merely shrugged, relaxing back when arms encased him. Grimmjow kissed his neck, his eyes drifting to Shinji. He must have said something stupid telepathically because Shinji rolled his eyes, putting down his cup of coffee.

"Ichigo, can you shift genders as a half breed?" Ichigo raised an eyebrow, wondering how this topic came to the surface. Shinji was still a little apprehensive around Grimm for being an angel, but for them to hold a conversation long enough to configure up a question? It seemed like they had been talking for a while. Shinji looked to Grimmjow before he looked back to Ichigo, leaning against the counter.

"Well can you?"

Ichigo tried to keep his thoughts clean so they couldn't be heard, but he knew Shinji already knew his response.

"Yes."

Grimmjow grinned, extending his hand towards Shinji who angrily took out ten yen. Grimmjow pocketed the money, moving back to his seat with a triumphant grin. Ichigo was suddenly suspicious, looking to Shinji for answers. Shinji was never good at hiding secrets anyway.

"Yes I am," Shinji argued, crossing his arms over his chest defensively. Ichigo rolled his eyes, wondering where this was going. Luckily he didn't have to wait long for a response.

"Grimmjow was looking up ancient mythology about our ancestors. When he found an incubus could change gender, he wondered if it applied to half-breeds. I said no, he said yes." Ichigo turned around, already disinterested. He did not want to know what was going to happen next.

"Crap you win." Ichigo tried not to curse Shinji for having the ability to read his mind, continuing on his way to his room. He jumped in the shower as Shinji and Grimmjow started to talk about ancient mythology, blocking out their voices. He didn't care about his ancestors, or their crappy history. He didn't even like himself, let alone his age old parents.

When he got out the shower Grimmjow was on the bed reading a book, obviously enthralled. Ichigo ignored him as he went about to find what he would wear to work that day, even though he had to wear the usual uniform. It was to help distract himself, but not from Grimmjow's questioning. He would actually like if Grimmjow asked him questions about himself.

As long as it wasn't about his ancestors, which all his questions would surely be.

"Have you ever thought of having kids? In all your years of living?" Ichigo's immediate answer was no, but he pretended to think about it. He had a long time to think about whether or not if he wanted kids, and he had thought of every scenario.

Plausible cause of death?

Other nosferatu.

Likely cause of death?

The Council.

Ichigo sighed, putting a shirt on the bed.

"No."

Ichigo heard Grimmjow's frown as he went back to the closet, his eyes looking to the window. The sun was just starting to go down, and he would have to go to work in two hours. He gasped when he was turned around and pushed against the wall, Grimmjow's eyes narrowed with determination.

"Let's have kids."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes, wondering how Grimmjow thought he had control over the situation. He let him think he had control for a second though, resting back slightly and meeting Grimmjow's eyes.

"And if I let it happen, what would happen after I conceive?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow blinking in surprise. It was obvious he wasn't expecting that response, but he went with the flow.

"I would be there to raise our kids." Ichigo tried not laugh, knowing no father would be dumb enough to stay around the kids. Hybrid children killed the father, not out of anger, but for power. The mother was lucky if she left without any wounds. Ichigo didn't kill either of his parents because his nosferatu thirst was withheld by his incubus thirst. In the end, they neutralized each other. In the end his mother was killed by another nosferatu and their father they have yet to overpower. Doesn't mean Ichigo doesn't try every day to kill him.

"And the Council? Surely you have read about them in your books haven't you?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow frowning as he thought about it.

"We can find a safe house. Or you can try to hide your pregnancy until the sixth month of pregnancy and then we can go to a safe house. Or you can just have your friends keep an eye out." Ichigo had a feeling he hadn't thought this through.

"Safe houses are only for full breeds. I'm a half breed."

Grimmjow's eyes lit up, a smile touching his lips.

"Do you still have family? Technically, if you live in a demon infested territory, the Council can only interfere if the population count is above average." Ichigo frowned, mentally snapping his fingers.

Maybe he had thought it over.

"And if I don't want kids?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow's eyes becoming bright. Grimmjow thought he was getting close to cracking Ichigo open, but Ichigo was far from agreeing with this.

He was not going to look to his father for protection.

"I can persuade you. I am very good with persuasion." Ichigo turned his head away when Grimmjow leaned closer, his eyes closing when he felt his warm lips against his neck. Regular sex wasn't going to get him pregnant, but he would enjoy it either way.

Ichigo gasped when he was picked up, wrapping his legs around Grimmjow's waist. He felt his horns protrude from his head, his chest arching as his wings sprouted from his back.

Ichigo grunted when he was dropped rudely onto his feet, Grimmjow walking out of the closet. Ichigo was a shaking panting mess, his boxers suddenly very tight. He sighed, knowing what Grimmjow was doing. He was not going to give into this child's play.

"What are you doing?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow entering back into the room with one arm behind his back. Ichigo raised an eyebrow, Grimmjow swallowing thickly.

"Hachi pa, siya ya vo chi."

Ichigo raised an eyebrow, wondering what he had said. It was obviously in the demonic tongue, but just like human languages, there were different kinds. Ichigo was just about to leave but stopped when his body started to get hot, his eyes narrowing. Grimmjow activated his incubus thirst with mere words.

Grimmjow gasped when he was against the wall unexpectedly, Ichigo growling in anger. Playing with his soul was one thing. Ordering him around was another.

"Never speak those words around me again!" Grimmjow nodded with a choke, Ichigo dropping him to the ground. He willed away his true form, walking out of the closet. Grimmjow quickly went to his side, pulling him into an embrace.

"I'm sorry," Grimmjow whispered, Ichigo trying to shake him off. For a long minute he tried to get free but he couldn't, eventually calming down and resting against Grimmjow.

"What did you say?" Ichigo finally asked, Grimmjow pulling him back till they reached the bed. Ichigo turned around in his embrace, pushing him down onto the sheets.

"I said I love you, so give me kids." Ichigo snorted, Grimmjow grabbing his ass.

"You want kids that bad?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow pursing his lips.

"Ever since I was ten. It was hard since I was gay." Ichigo rolled his eyes, rolling off from Grimmjow who moved with him. Ichigo wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's neck, pecking his lips.

"The Council will kill them," Ichigo told him, Grimmjow looking into his eyes.

"I'll protect all of you, Ichigo. I promise."

Ichigo smiled, running his fingers through Grimmjow's blue locks. He sighed softly, wondering what it would be like to actually have kids. He would have liked to have a girl before he died, but since he could live until he was murdered, he thought he had a while. He pursed his lips, looking back to Grimmjow.

"We'll try only once. If I don't conceive, we are not trying again." Grimmjow grinned, kissing Ichigo's lips.

Grimmjow hoped Ichigo never learned the meaning of the words he had spoken. If he did, Grimmjow wouldn't even be given the chance to run.

Author's note: Hope you guys like this new story.