A Panthers Cub

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or its characters.

Grimmjow wandered the sands of Hueco Mundo looking for more hollows to eat. He was almost a Vasto Lorde but he still had some ways to go before he would be one. Grimmjow looked down from the perch he had on the rocks over looking the Forest of Menos, watching all of the mindless Gillian devour one another. There was also the Adjuchas who wandered around, and like Grimmjow, where looking for other hollows to eat.

Grimmjow was tiered of watching the other hollows eat and fight. He stretched before jumping down towards the other Adjuchas, walking passed them. Most stopped what they where doing and watched him leave. None of them dared attack him, any who did would wind up dead. Grimmjow almost hoped some new stupid Adjuchas would attack him just so he could do something.

Outside, Grimmjow aimlessly wandered, not paying attention to where he was going. It wasn't till he heard a sound did he become alert. Looking around he searched for the thing that was causing the strange sound.

When he listened closely it almost sounded like a human soul's pointless cries. Grimmjow licked his lips, if that was the case then he'd eat said soul. After all he hadn't had a human soul in a while. Grimmjow doubled his effort to find the soul, running towards the sound that seemed to come from the rocks. When he reached to cries what he saw wasn't what Grimmjow thought he'd find.

Inside a bundle of blankets was a crying…..baby.

Grimmjow grumbled, well it was better than nothing. When Grimmjow got closer he noticed something odd about the baby. It had a hollow smell to it as well as a hint of shinigami. Grimmjow got even closer, till he was two centimetres away from it. Grimmjow was shocked once he got a closer look, the baby had orange hair, and the face of, well an angle. The kid was beautiful. Grimmjow was now standing right over the bundle of baby with his face very close to its. As if the baby sensed it wasn't alone anymore it stopped its wailing and opened its eyes which where liquid honey brown. The baby and Grimmjow stared at each other when all of a sudden the baby giggled and smiled.

Even though Grimmjow didn't have a heart he felt something in him melt. His eyes softened and he felt a smile tug at the corners of his mouth. Grimmjow leaned forward till he had his nose in the baby's soft looking hair and inhailed. Strawberries, that's what the baby's hair smelled like strawberries. The baby giggled again and small hands grabed his head and started to fucking massage his face.

Boy did it feel good. He started purring and nuzzling his face into the small hands and head. When he pulled back the baby smiled at him and reached towards him. Grimmjow was about to lean back into the baby's hands when he heard another hollows cry. It was close too.

Cocking his head to the side he listened to hear just how close the hollow was. The rumble of its feet told him the other hollow wasn't far off and was coming their way. Must have heard the baby's cries like Grimmjow did.

He felt a hand on his face, looking down he saw the baby had sat up and was looking at him with confused eyes. Grimmjow felt a twinge in his non-existent heart, he couldn't leave the kid here. After several seconds Grimmjow had made up his mind, he bent down, and picked the baby and its blanket with his mouth before running in the opposite direction of the other hollow.

Panting from the run, Grimmjow placed the squirming bundle down of the cave floor waching as it crawled out and sat looking a him. Grimmjow didn't know what to do with it, how to feed it, or anything but for some reason he didn't care. Looking into the baby's big honey eyes he felt more content than he had when he eat the other hollows.

Grimmjow looked out of his hide out watching to see if they were followed. He deemed it safe to settle down. When he looked back at the baby it was shacking, most likely cold. He walked up and laid down near it, hoping it would come over. It did, and curled right up to him like an adoring kitten. Grimmjow put his face into the baby's hair smelling the strawberrie sent and wondering what it's name was. He knew the baby was male from his sent but he needed a name for it since he'd be looking after it now.

Wait, since when did he decide that? Well he didn't have much else to do and he couldn't leave the kid all alone out there. He'd be killed in two minutes. What the heck, the kid was cute!

"What's your name kid?" Grimmjow asked his voice rumbling as he spoke.

The little boy looked up at him, cocking his head to the side as if asking him what he meant.

"Don't have a name huh? Well I ain't all that good at naming things. But you do smell like strawberries so… … Ichigo. Your names Ichigo, Ichigo Jaegerjaquez. How do ya like that?"

'giggle' was Ichigo's response, he also clapped his hand in joy. Grimmjow chuckled, licking Ichigo's face, watching as he squealed and giggled in delight.

A yawn told Grimmjow he was tiered so he pawed the blankets over and wrapped his tail around Ichigo, as he snuggled close.

"Go to sleep, my cub."