Author's Note: Hey everyone, I am back! I am so sorry that I haven't put any more chapters up. I haven't had much time to myself these past two year's and I have finally gotten out of my writer's block. I wrote this chapter yesterday and I'll try to keep posting more. I have also added in something nice for you guys :)

Pairing: Grimmjow and Ichigo, GrimmIchi

Warning: OOC, Slight Yaoi, Groping, Swearing, a little dirty talk.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of the character's. I only own this FanFiction story line. I do not gain any money from this story.

Author's Note: There is a little seen with Ichigo and Grimmjow that is a little explicit, if you don't like it don't read it. Also it is my first time writing something like this, it would be nice if you could review and tell me what you think. Thank You :)

Chapter 7: Making Progress

"Okay everyone that's the end of class. Please read pages 59-69 of your English text book before the next lesion." The orange haired English teacher smiles to his class as they pack their bags. "Thank you and see you all next week."

He turns to wipe the black board of the chalk from the lessons work; his class is one of the most enjoyable to most of the students and coming a close second to the other teens that study here. There are students saying their thanks to him for the great lesson, as their friends look on from behind them with blushing red faces as they looked at their orange haired teacher, one girl had to be dragged away out of the classroom.

Ichigo loves to teach, the joys of teaching and the benefits of helping the young minds of his students grow make him happy. That's all he ever wanted, was to see his students grow and meet their goals and past beyond that which they believed they could do. The orange head strives to make this possible, by making his classes more enjoyable for the teens of the school. He believes beyond a doubt that if his classes are more fun, that his students will learn a lot more and work harder. And he will work his damn hardest for that to happen, that is why he never pursued a relationship in the time during his university days, well that's what he always tells himself.

He sighed in relief as he watched the last student leave the room and began to collect the papers on his desk and put them away in his own bag. He sat in his chair and started to mull over what Kisuke and Yoruichi said to him earlier. A twinge of fear for what was to come crept to the surface and a lump formed in his throat, making him choke and tears come to his eye as he scrambled around his desk for his water bottle since he was coughing like a smoker and knocking what little stuff on his desk flying to the floor.

At that moment the last person he wanted to see walked through the door. Ichigo looked up just in time to see a wide eyed blue haired teen staring at him. The orange head blushes as the memory of the night at the club flashes through his head and he try's to look away. But in that instant the initial shock of seeing his English teacher, no scratch that, the obsession of his mind from the moment he had met him, had changed to concern and he's instantly at the orange heads side.

"Sensei are you okay? What's wrong." Grimmjow was so worried, he didn't know what to do. He had thought this room was empty because there was no class scheduled for this time and he didn't have any class now because it was an early finish for his year and he didn't feel like walking home with his friends, so he walked to this room, not because it was his favourite Sensei's class room, not at all, he just wanted some time to think and he just feels a lot more comfortable in this room.

"Huh? What?" Ichigo replied in confusion and shock, wondering why this particular student was worried about him. "Why are you touching me?"

The teen blushed and instantly let go of his teacher, who he was holding really close to his body. "Your crying Sensei, I thought you may have hurt yourself."

Though to Ichigo, it sounded like Grimmjow was the one who was hurt. He looked into his students blue eye's. "I'm fine, I just chocked a little and I couldn't find my water bottle, so I kept coughing making tears come to my eye's. Sorry to make you worry."

Grimmjow looked away blushing yet again. "You didn't. So why are you still here, I thought that your class finished already."

"Ah, yeah it did. I'm just a little worried about going outside right now, I'm afraid I'll get ambushed and taken somewhere I don't know." He smiles, but the blue haired man sees the slight fear and anxiety in his teachers eyes. Ichigo watches in confusion as his students eyes narrow in a feral anger he's never seen before.

"What do you mean?" Grimmjow growls out as he grabs the orange heads arm tight. "Were you threatened or something? Is someone trying to hurt you?"

Ichigo winces. "Ow, Grimmjow! Your hurting me."

The blue haired teen tugs harder as he tightens his hold on his teachers arm, getting angrier by the second at the thought that someone is trying to hurt what is his.

"Who is it? What do they want from you? Are you in debt with anyone?" His body tensing as he takes Ichigo into his arms and pulls him to his body really tight.

"No, no, it's nothing like that. It's just some friends of mine want to kidnap me and take me somewhere by order of my father, that's all." Ichigo gasps out as he's crushed to death. "I can't breath, Grimmjow."

Grimmjow loosens his grip but doesn't let go, looking down at his teacher and inhaling the sent of the shampoo in the others hair, calming him down a little. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I was just trying to figure out a way to avoid them before you came here. I do have an early finish, but I know they have figured that out by now and are probably waiting at the front gate ready to ambush me." He explains at the confusion in his students eyes.

"Oh, okay."

"I just don't know of another way to get out of here without them seeing me." He sighs and closes his eyes in thought, forgetting that he is still in his students arms.

"You can always use the back way out, its behind the gym and leads straight into the forest that's behind the school." Grimmjow admitting the solution to Ichigo's problem so easily.

"Really?" The English teacher lifting his head so quickly he should have gotten whiplash and letting out a breath of relief at hearing the news.

Grimmjow inhales the breath the other let out of those lips and remembers the feel of them on his own, it felt like a life time ago when he last kissed those lips and tasted that mouth. He can feel himself hardening at the thought and his pupils begin to dilate as excitement flares up in his body. Quickly letting his teacher go before he does anything stupid and ruins the slowly developing relationship between them after what had happened.

Ichigo doesn't notice the difference in the other, still waiting for Grimmjow's answer. Shivering a little as he feels the warmth encasing him leave, he goes to reach for it to pull that wonderful feeling back to him, realising with shock what he's doing and retreats his hands, letting them drop to his side.

"Yeah." Grimmjow says as he steps away a little to not arouse any suspicion from the other as he tries to calm himself down. "But it's tricky to find and the woods is a little dangerous. There are snakes and wild animals in there, the gods only know why they built a school right next to it, but we've never had any incidents in the school, but there have been rumours that those who venture in there never come out the same. It's just superstition I think, the only thing you need to look out for is some big cats and spiders."

He looks at his orange haired teacher and see the hope diminish in his eyes. Ichigo is deathly afraid of spiders, the other things don't frighten him, but after what happened to him as a child, he's been afraid of them ever since.

"Spiders?" He gasps out in fear.

Grimmjow instantly sees the fear in Ichigo's eye's and tries to think of something to calm him down. "Don't worry, I'll go with you. Too show you the way and make sure you don't get lost, I know my way around those woods." He says in a careful manner, so's not to hurt the others pride.

"You will?" The teacher says in shock, smiling at the nod he receives and lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Thank you, are you alright with leaving now, I want to leave before they start searching the school."

"Sure, lets leave. I've got nothing to do right now." Grabbing his teacher's briefcase, Grimmjow starts walking out the door.

"Hey, wait up!" Ichigo quickly getting the books and papers on his desk and on the floor, then turns out the light in the room like a good teacher, as he leaves, racing after his student and yet again saviour.

As they reach the gym, Ichigo gets lost in thought. He can't keep doing this, he has to keep as far away from Grimmjow as possible. Yet each time he sees the blue haired teen, he can't fight the urge to follow him where ever he goes. This just can't go on, he is a teacher, nothing good can come of this.

"We're here. This is the entrance into the woods." Grimmjow says as he points out a small gap in a wire fence, it seems to have been open with bolt cutters.

Ichigo looks beyond the fence and sees the forest behind for the first time. The trees raise higher then the school. He can't see anything beyond the first row of trees, it's just total darkness. The forest creates a big gaping hole of black and shadow behind the school. The sky looks as if there is a constant overcast of stormy clouds that hang over the forest. He can not believe that he missed something like this.

The orange head can now see where all the rumours came from. This place shrouded in misery, which practically screams at you don't go in or something terrible will happen. Would be the centre of a lot of rumours around this school. Being here now and looking at it makes him feel as though he does not want to go in there any more.

"Are you sure this is the only way to get out of the school?" The English teacher asks with a ting of something close to fear in his voice.

Grimmjow looks at him and gives him the biggest predatory grin, that just spells sarcasm. "What? Are you scared? Want me to hold your hand? It does get a bit dark and scary in there."

Ichigo frowns, instantly pissed. "Tch, shut up." He walks forward and just keeps walking, turning around he looks back to see if Grimmjow is following him, he's not. "Hurry up then, I don't have all day."

The blue haired teen snaps out of his trance, he's shock by his teachers boldness, but mostly was just too entranced by the orange heads arse. He grins that sharp toothy grin and starts walking forward. Following after his teacher and what he now considers to be his.

It's quite the peaceful walk, there's not really much talking, but there is a much more comfortable atmosphere then their first meeting. Ichigo seems quite contented with just walking with the blue haired teen of godly features. But Grimmjow is doing everything in his power not to push the English teacher to the ground and take him right here right now. Looking at the other he just can't help it, his scent is intoxicating, his eyes are so alluring and his body is so enticing. Its suffocating. He just wants this man to be his, and he's not sure he can hold out any longer.

He starts to walk ahead so he doesn't look at the embodiment of seduction before him, and so Ichigo doesn't see his growing problem below. At that moment Ichigo trips on a stick and falls forward. With Grimmjow's fast reflexes he is able to catch him but not before falling to the floor himself. There's a thump as Ichigo's weight falls on top of him and then there is silence.

Ichigo opens his eyes shocked that the forest floor is not as hard as he thought on his way down, and not as cold either. He shuffles a little and stops as he feels something very hard sticking into his abdomen. The orange head is confused at first, reaching down to grab it to make sure it isn't a broken bone or something. It's warm and feels familiar in a way, squeezing hard he's relieved to know its not one of his bones sticking out of him. Then he feels a shiver and a moan of pleasure from beneath him. He looks up and all he sees are blue eyes, they are a beautiful blue, so bright and deep, it practically screams for the world to submit to it. He then sees a face, now he realises that he laying on his student.

Grimmjow's eyes are now glazed over with lust and something that looks like a wild cat looking at his pray. "I'm sorry Ichigo, but you started this." He growls out as he flips the smaller male over and under him.

He looks down at his pray, laughing a little at the very confused brown eyes looking up at him. The laugh then turns into another moan as Ichigo squeezes his dick again, his body moves on its own thrusting towards that brilliant pressure. Shock then fills those chocolate coloured eyes and the tension is loosening from his now leaking and every hard erection.

Grimmjow growls down at his teacher, grabbing his wrists as he licks up Ichigo's jawbone and nibbles on his ear. A moan escapes the English teachers lips at the sensation and heats starts to over come his body as it all flows south.

"Don't let go. Remember you started this and now you must finish it." Grimmjow whispers in his ear, a shiver runs down Ichigo's body at that dominating voice. He has no idea what the blue haired man is taking about by saying that he started it, but for some reason he finds his body doing exactly what Grimmjow told him to do and grabs on to the man's still very hard cock. Instantly Grimmjow reacts, his pupils dilated even more almost consuming all the blue. That look alone leaves him breathless, the sounds coming from the man above him with every squeeze of his hand is like adding fuel to a fire. He wants so badly to feel skin.

Ichigo's other hand reaches down to undo Grimmjow's trousers button and then pulls down the zip. The English teacher licks his lips as he looks into the blue eyes filled with just animal desire, that look brings about Ichigo's inner animal and the need to let go after so long. His fingers find what he was looking for and clasp around that hard warm flesh, feeling Grimmjow's heart beat faster and breath hitch in the back of his throat.

The orange haired man is revelling at the control he has over his student, he is a bit surprised that the smooth teen above him hasn't started doing anything yet. He starts to move his hand up and down in a fluid movement, tightening his hold every now and then.

"Sh-shit... Your really good at this." Grimmjow says a little out of breath.

Ichigo feeling a little proud of himself and forgetting that he is doing this with his student, lets slip. "I'm better with my mouth." With a smirk and an evil look in his eyes, the look is challenging. He wants the other man to do something, no matter how hard he's trying not to, he can't deny that he is attracted to the blue haired god before him and it has effected him greatly. His lower regions needs stimulation and this is effecting him a lot more then usual.

Grimmjow is shocked to say the least and is just stuck there totally speechless, this man just keeps leaving him without words and for the first time in his life he is at an utter loss of what to do.

"What? You look a little confused Grimmjow. Your always talking big and now I see that's all you are, just talk. I guess you like being controlled by someone with more experience's then you. Are you a masochist?" Ichigo knows he's being mean, but just can't help it, this man has got him more hotter then anyone ever has.

The English teacher goes to grab his own erection but a hand stops him. He looks up into Grimmjow's eyes and instantly regrets what he said, the man is a bit more then miffed, he's pissed. Instantly Grimmjow grabs his teachers thighs in a bruising grip and pulls his legs apart and almost brakes the button and zip from Ichigo's pants to pull out his slightly smaller cock from his underwear, clenching it very hard. He paused for a moment feeling a little guilty because he did hold it a little too hard, but just as he was about to let go, Ichigo lets out the loudest moan as he threw his head back, eyes wide open as his pupils dilate.

Grimmjow is shocked to say the least, but with that sound that came from Ichigo's mouth and the look of utter lust in his eyes, he just snaps. Thrusting his hips forward and successfully grinding their erections together in a wonderfully addictive feeling. He keeps thrusting their hips together, just to get that feeling again and again. He's loving the sounds coming out of his teachers mouth, he doesn't want to stop for fear of those beautiful noises stopping, storing them in his memory.

"It seems that I'm not the masochist here, I don't even hold myself that hard." He says as he bites down hard on the soft flesh of neck that Ichigo has exposed in his pleasure, leaving a mark on him telling everyone that he is Grimmjow's.

"Ahh, ah, Grimmjow." Ichigo unconsciously moves his head out of the way to give the teen more room to continue. And he's not disappointed, Grimmjow just bites, nibbles, and sucks on his skin, simply loving the taste.

"Mmm, you taste even better then I remember. Fuck, I just want to do so much more." He says with a hard thrust just to emphasise his point. God, he just wants to be inside him, but knows he will regret it and Ichigo will never talk to him again.

"You just love my dick, your acting like a one dollar slut. You want me so badly, you just can't admit it." Grimmjow growls out as his licks a line up Ichigo's chin and over his lips to the other side of his neck, doing the same thing there that he did on the first side. Trying not to make the marks too red and doing them lower so that he can hide them with a collar.

"N-n-no, ah ah." Ichigo is reduced to incoherent mumbles and sounds. A thrill goes through his body at the dirty talk, he just can't help it, he loves to be talked dirty to.

He is so far gone he doesn't notice his hand reach down to grab one of Grimmjow's hands and brings it to his lips. He starts to suck on one of the blue haired teens fingers, then another one and then another, having three fingers in his warm mouth. He doesn't know what came over him, he just wanted something to suck on, to taste on his tongue and to bite a little.

Grimmjow is gone with a desire he's never felt before. Ichigo just looks so fucking hot and sexy with his fingers in his mouth.

"Fu-fuck, Ichigo... Your driving me crazy." He just can't take it anymore, he can feel that he's about ready to finish, ripping his fingers out of that wet heat. Ichigo whines at the loss, but is over come with a need he's never felt when they are replaced with with a familiar tongue, a very skilful tongue. Moaning into that mouth, Ichigo starts to thrust his hips up meeting Grimmjow's hips every time, eliciting a growl from the man above him.

The pressure is building and building within both of them, the kiss just getting even more heated as they explore each others mouth, fighting for dominance. Though Ichigo gives up, submitting to that tongue. Grimmjow grabs the other man's cock in his hand in a hard grip again, and that's it Ichigo lets out a loud scream, that is silenced by the blue haired man's mouth, as he releases his fluids in the biggest orgasm he's ever had all over both their cloths. Biting down on Grimmjow's bottom lip and drawing blood, that's what sends the blue eyed teen over the edge. Spilling his white fluids over them both.

"Wow..." The teen says, his arms no longer able to hold him up, grabbing Ichigo's waist and pulling him on top of him as he flips them again and he's lying on his back on the cold forest floor with Ichigo straddling his waist. "That was the best orgasm I've ever had."

He looks down at the man laying on top of him, nodding in agreement. Ichigo looks ready to go to sleep. He leans up and kisses Grimmjow on the lips, it was quick and soft, but it was nice.

"Wow, that was hot!" A voice yells.

Both of them jump, suddenly alert. They both scramble to their feet, tucking their flaccid dicks back into their underwear. Looking around with guilt written on their faces but there is no one around.

"What was that?" Ichigo says as the guilt fades from his face as as a fist comes flying towards him, he ducks and grabs it. Anger filling his body as he sees the very person he was trying to avoid. "Yoruichi, damn it!"

The yellow eyed demon simply smiles. "That was really hot Ichigo, I didn't know you could be so seductive. Well, you are my student after all."

He's grip tightens on the women's wrist, Ichigo is about to say something as a leg is aimed for his head, he has no choice but to let go of Yoruichi to dodge the attack, back flipping out of the way.

"Now, now, Yoruichi you know better then to interrupt them after such an interment moment." A man with a green and white striped hat is standing next to the purple haired woman, even though his eyes are shadowed by his hat Ichigo can tell that he doesn't mean it.

"Kisuke, why the hell are you guys here? How did you find me?" Ichigo is more then pissed, but that's mostly because of his embarrassment at the fact of being discovered. Looking down he notices that his fly is still down and just exposing the orange hairs above his underwear, zipping it back up and doing the button.

"Ah ah, in due time my young pupil. Now tell me who this man is right here. You know we must approve of your partners... Not that you've had many. Though you seemed to enjoy yourself very much just then." Kisuke always having to start of with the most awkward questions first.

Ichigo looks at him in mortification, realisation settling on him as he looked at the blue haired teen that has be standing there as if he was made of stone, he just did that with his student.

Shit, my life is over. I just did that with a student. I am not fit to be a teacher.

Ichigo just turns to his mentors totally speechless, he has no explanation, no lie that comes to mind, he has nothing. As Ichigo has his mental battle, Grimmjow has snapped out of his shock of watching his teachers skill in fighting, he didn't sense those two coming yet this man that is his currant obsession was so easily able to avoid their attacks. He steps in front of his teacher, blocking him off from view with his body, Ichigo too busy to realise what the other Is doing otherwise he would have stopped him

"I don't know who you two are and I don't care, but you come out of nowhere and start attacking my Sensei and now he looks like a space case. I don't know why but you have really pissed me off, so you should leave before I get really angry." The sound of Grimmjow's wonderful voice has snapped Ichigo out of his thoughts.

"Grimmjow wait, these two are the one's I told you about before, the one's I was trying to run away from." Ichigo says as he grabs the blue eyed teens arm, stopping him from getting his arse kicked, his mentor's can be ruthless.

The teen relaxes a little, now knowing who they are, but in his mind he still sees them as a threat remembering what Ichigo said they were here for. "So your the one that wants to take what's mine."

"I'm not yours Grimmjow, I belong to no one... and, and your my student. What just happened will never happen again, it was a mistake." He says as he lets go of his students arm not seeing the hurt in his eyes and stepping forward to look at Kisuke and Yoruichi. "Now you know who he is. So tell me how you found me?"

Both of them look at each other, a mischievous look passes between them, turning back to the orange haired man that they have known since he was just a child with the biggest grins. "Well Ichigo, you weren't exactly very quiet." Yoruichi said, just sucking up the look of absolute mortification on the English teachers face.

"Wh-what? I-I... Shit." Now he's worried that other people would have heard him, he was lost in the pleasure and because he didn't plan it he had no mind to be quiet. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

He stops when he hears laughing, looking at the two before him in confusion and irritation. "What the fuck is so funny?!"

More laughing. "Haha, we're sorry Ichigo, we just love tormenting you and couldn't pass up the chance to mess with you. We weren't following your voice, you weren't really that loud compared to how Yoruichi is. Ow." Kisuke stopping his explanation from a punch in the arm from the woman he loves.

"Bloody idiot, don't tell him that." The yellow eyed woman says with another punch to Kisuke's arm. She looks back at Ichigo, amusement still on her face. "We knew you would try and run away so we asked around if there was another way to get out of the school, because we know you well enough to know that you would go out that way and not the front entrance. We've been tailing you for awhile and we were just about to jump you when you tripped over and this hunk of a man caught you and you two got a little busy. Great show by the way, very entertaining." She says with a smile. "He was right by the way, you were the one that started it so it only makes sense that you help him out a little."

"Wait, you were here that long?" A blush starting to crawl up his face.

"Yep." Yoruichi says with all the joy a kid would have if you gave it a lollipop.

"So Ichigo, I didn't know you like guys younger then you, I always thought you were a bottom. Well you are getting older, so it makes sense." Kisuke teases, still rubbing his arm. "He is very hot, so I see why you couldn't hold back even though you are his Sensei."

"Shut the fuck up Hat and Clogs. Just don't tell anyone." Ichigo gives him pleading eyes. He knows that Kisuke couldn't stop himself for falling for this look. He has them both wrapped around his finger so tight.

Never one to turn down those eyes, and being a bit of a push over whenever it came to this man. "Don't worry, we won't tell. Plus, I know how you feel. Yoruichi was one of my students when I instructed martial arts at this high school actually and I was totally entranced by her, she was smart, out going, and tough. I was a much younger man then, around your age, and I couldn't deny how much I wanted her. But I was invisible to her, so I did everything in power to get her attention on me and no one else, then finally after a few month she picked up on my signals. She was the one who confessed first, always being the head strong one and never waiting to get what she wants. We've been together ever since then and have never been apart."

He was looking at Yoruichi by now, leaning down to her as he gave her a kiss full of so much love, practically telling her that he will never let her go. They gazed at each other for the longest time that Ichigo was afraid that they would forget where they were and start taking off their cloths.

This was the first time Kisuke had told him how he and Yoruichi had met, it just seemed so perfect. He just wished it could have be that way for him, but life is cruel. Stopping himself from going back to that time, he asked another question.

"Okay, so why are you two here?" A little harsher then he meant to.

Snapping them from, by the looks of it, doing something that should be reserved for the bedroom. Looking at him as if remembering that they weren't alone, though Ichigo knows that wouldn't really stop them.

"Oh yeah, we almost forgot about the mission." Yoruichi gave Ichigo a stern look, completely professional. A look he knows means trouble. "Ichigo, your coming with us. Its an order from your father."

"NO." He says, instantly on guard.

"Please Ichigo, don't make this hard. Just come with us or you know what we have to do." Kisuke try's to convince him.

"I gave you my answer." Ichigo says, already in a defensive stance.

"You give us no choice Ichigo." Yoruichi says a little to happy.

Ichigo charges forward, going to punch her in the face, pay back from before. She just dodges last minute, but his fist grazes her cheek, cutting her.

Yoruichi wipes the blood away from her face. He's gotten faster, I was barely able to dodge that. She goes to give him a couple jabs to his guts, but he just back flips and getting a good kick to her chin knocking her back. Ichigo made sure not to kick with all his strength, otherwise he would have broken her neck. He goes to land a round house kick while she is still recovering, but a hand catching it.

"Shit Ichigo, you've gotten a lot stronger. That just took all my strength to stop that kick, my hands numb now." Kisuke said, despite what he just said he grabs in an unbreakable hold on Ichigo's leg where he caught it, using all his muscles to lift him up intending to throw him over his shoulder. But Ichigo uses his other leg to kick off from Kisuke's face while jabbing his hand into the one the man had gripping his leg, back flipping off. Spinning before lands, Kisuke now on the ground.

"I'm not going back, knowing my old man he probably has something terrible waiting for me." He runs forward to hit Kisuke with a barrage of punches and kicks but Yoruichi steps in front of him.

"You know you can't defeat us Ichigo, we taught you everything you know. Just give up."

Ichigo hesitates for a second. "You didn't teach me everything I know." Smirking he continues his attack but on her, hitting the woman with hard kicks and punches that she can barely dodge, copping a few hits to her stomach and limbs.

Then Kisuke is behind him, hitting him in a nerve point in his neck that knocks him out, catching his body before it falls to the floor.

"Thanks Kisuke, I underestimated him. When did he learn all of that? He's so much stronger and faster then he used to be." Kisuke looks at his wife, she's a little beaten up, a trickle of blood coming from her mouth and a few bruises here and there. But she'll be fine.

"I don't know, but he's bound to progress if he keeps training. And we probably took it a little too far with the teasing." He says as he wipes the blood from her mouth.

"What the fuck was that?"

They turn around to look in the direction of the voice, having forgotten that Ichigo wasn't alone. They see the blue haired teen looking ready kill.

"What the fuck do you think your doing with my Ichigo? Let him go or I'll rip your face off." He growls out, getting ready to charge at them. He just got out of his initial shock of what just happened when he saw the man with the striped hat and clogs on his feet appear out of nowhere behind the English teachers back to knock him out.

"Oh, forgot about you. Well, we are taking Ichigo to go see his family. There's nothing for you to worry about." Kisuke said while heaving Ichigo's body over his shoulder.

"He told you he didn't want to go. So put him down!" The teen rushes them in an attempt to get Ichigo. But Kisuke just side steps him and then hitting him on the neck, knocking him out straight away.

Sighing, looking at Yoruichi. "What should we do with this one?"

"Hmm, he seems pretty attached to Ichigo. I think we should bring him with us. If not this kid may actually do something stupid like call the police on us, I am not getting fined again." She says as she takes Ichigo's body from Kisuke and puts it over her shoulder. "You can carry him though, I think Ichigo may have sprained my wrist."

"I'm proud that he can fight us both, but he needs to get better at guarding his back, he always leaves it wide open." He heaves Grimmjow's body over his shoulder, he's a lot heaver then Ichigo is. "I'll look at your wrist when we get back, sorry I didn't stop him sooner, I thought you could handle him."

"I use to be able to, but he's bigger then me now and we trained him in both our styles. And by the looks of it, he's come up with a new style of his own now. I just got careless and overconfident, its my own fault, not his or yours. I need more training." She says as she gazes at Ichigo who used to be just a little tike who always caused mischief. She loves him like he was her own child.

"Haha, alright. He has gotten really good though. I'm very proud of him." Kisuke says as if he is praising his own son. He is always surprised by his young pupil, he just always seems to exceeds his expectations by miles.

"Well, shall me go?" Yoruichi just nods and they jump into the trees and leaps from branch to branch. I feel sorry for this kid. He's in for one hell of a night.

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