"What are you doing here?" The God turned.

"Training," Ichigo replied, and Grimmjow slowly grinned. He placed his hands on his hips.

"That's right… It's Wednesday. With that Urahara guy right?"

"H-How-"

"I told you, kid. I'm Tohil. I don't give my favor to just anyone so I keep an eye on you."

"Well… That's a little creepy, though it makes sense. Tohil would you mind putting some clothes on?" Ichigo asked, face unbelievably red. He looked away sheepishly.

"Huh?" Grimmjow looked down and seemed to realize that he was, indeed, naked. "Oh."

Grimmjow snapped but then nothing happened so he tried again before yelling in rage towards the sky as loud as he possibly could, face heated in his anger.

"Are you fucking serious?!" He growled and gripped his hair, wanting to throw something. Ichigo tensed as a result, he hoped the anger wouldn't be directed at him any time soon. "You assholes."

"I take it you'll need me to get you some clothes?" Ichigo sighed as he looked away with a light blush, the other's nudity still affecting him but less so by now.

"Yeah… Looks like it."

"Stay here then." Ichigo turned Wicket around.

"No, I'm not." Grimmjow replied, and Ichigo halted his horse. "I ain't stayin' here naked. Might get attacked."

"Oh, come on, Tohil. You can't tell me you've never fought naked." Ichigo teased with a little smile.

"Oh, I have. It ain't very fun, boy." Blue eyes narrowed.

"How are you going to come with me to town, then? There's not much on Wicket."

"Wicket?" Grimmjow asked, Ichigo then patted his horse's neck.

"My Horse," He smiled warmly. "I thought you watched over me."

"I see… Well, yer gonna have to make room." Grimmjow walked forward as Ichigo began to stutter. "And just cause I watch doesn't mean I pay attention to details."

"B-But you're naked!" Ichigo gaped.

"And? Jeez, kid. We ain't gonna fuck." Grimmjow rolled his eyes and got on, grinning at Ichigo's red face. "Unless ya want to."

"No!" Ichigo nearly yelled.

"Are you sure?" Grimmjow snickered, amusement in his blue eyes.

"Yes." Ichigo stuttered, mind going a million miles a minute. Was this all really happening? Did he seriously just pick up his god from a field? "Why… Why are you here and not where the Gods reside? Why couldn't you use your powers?"

"... Let's not get into it right now, Strawberry." He grunted, eyes downcasted. His mouth set in a scowl.

"Hey! It's 'Ichigo' and it means guardian!" Ichigo snapped, all shyness forgotten and replaced with anger while elbowing him. Seeing this made Grimmjow pause and laugh, a warm but almost… unnerving sound. A spike of panic shot through the orange haired man. "What?!"

"Mortals usually don't snap at me like you do, it was funny."

"Well, I really don't like to be called Strawberry, so refrain from it or you're walking to town." Ichigo sneered, before sighing heavily. He held the reigns to Grimmjow after stopping Wicket. "Can you hold her reigns while I count my gold?"

"This isn't some ploy to get me close?" Grimmjow teased and Ichigo looked at him with a glare. "Alright, alright. Give me the damn things."

The orange haired man did and began to count his gold, muttering softly to he did, his new companion led the horse to the nearest town.

"Thankfully I have enough to get you some clothes…" Ichigo said, then looked around to distract himself. He got a grunt in response from the man behind him. Once in town, Ichigo pointed out Urahara's shop.

"He won't ask too many questions." Ichigo hopped off Wicket and headed in as he called out, "Urahara?"

"Ichigo? Why're you back?" Tessai straightened from behind the counter as Grimmjow stepped into the store. The blue haired man looked around for a few seconds.

"This guy needs clothes." Ichigo shrugged as Grimmjow picked out a basic outfit. Tunic and pants, some shoes.

"Oh my," There's a murmur, then the clerk turned to call. "Boss."

"Hm? Well, if it isn't my favorite customer… Again." Urahara yawned, walking into the room. "... Who's your friend, Ichigo?"

"Tohil." Grimmjow responded automatically, a habit from living with the gods. He narrowed his eyes in confusion. He tilted his head, frown deepening."Do you not remember me, Omoikane?"

"I don't know anyone by that name, I'm afraid." urahara tilted his head with a smile, tone conveying friendliness with a hint of threat.

"Psh. You don't scare me." Grimmjoe scoffed, crossing his arms.

"Omoikane?" Ichigo asked, looking between the two men in confusion.

"Nevermind that!" Kisuke spoke quickly, gaining Ichigo's attention. "Why are you back?"

"Well, like I was telling Tessai… Grimmjow doesn't have clothes."

"Oh, well! On the house, then!" He opened his fan to hide some of his face. "Get some clothes."

Grimmjow rolled his eyes and gestured to his already picked out clothes, Kisuke threw in an extra set and told the blue haired man to change in the back with a wave of his fan.

"Be careful, Ichigo." Kishuke spoke, adjusting his hat with a tense smile.

"Yeah? He's powerless." Ichigo shrugged, not exactly afraid but there was a part of him that was giddy and happy to be in the presence of the god he'd prayed to for years.

"Ichigo," Kisuke pressed again, smile fading. "He could be very dangerous. Watch your back."

"Fine, fine. I'll try, if it'll get you to shut up." Ichigo sneered, looking around to distract himself while Grimmjow changed.

"Let's go," Grimmjow spoke, having silently entered the room and made Ichigo jump in surprise. Holding his beating heart, Ichigo smiled anf nodded. Ichigo made his way over, taking the extra pair of clothes.

"I have to go home, so that's where we're going."

"Oh, and… 'Tohil'... Best not tell anyone such a ridiculous claim!" Kisuke sing-songed, hiding behind his fan once again. There was still an undertone of a threat, or more yet a promise.

"Tch, whatever." Grimmjow scoffed, putting his hands behind his head as he followed Ichigo out of the store.