shukaku: Okay, since people seemed to like my HichiIchi one-shot, I decided to step up and do a GrimmIchi two-shot! The second chapter will be out later tonight, since it's New Years Eve and all and I plan on changing gears for the New Year! I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, Tite Kubo does.

Grimmjow snarled to himself as he stalked out of the throne room, his hands balled into fists in his pockets.

"Fucking, stupid ass shinigami!" He growled lowly as he slammed to door to his room. "Why doesn't he make his stupid lapdog Ulquiorra go?!" He punched the wall angrily as he remembered the meeting that had occurred only moments ago.

Flashback

'What?!' Grimmjow roared furiously, standing so abruptly that his chair was knocked over.

'Is there a problem, Grimmjow?' Aizen asked an amused smile on his face.

'Fucking hell yes there is!' He snarled slamming his fist down on the table. 'Why do I have to go to the fucking Living World? Send Ulquiorra instead!' He whipped his head around to glare at the mentioned Espada sitting not four chairs from him.

'I specifically chose you for this mission, Grimmjow, because you are the only one I trust to complete it.' The Sexta snorted at this, Aizen never trusted him with anything. 'You leave in one hour. You are dismissed,' All of the Espada got up and walked off, keeping their distance from Grimmjow who looked ready to kill anyone who got near him.

End Flashback

The Sexta growled again and went to sit down, only to have someone knock on his door. He groaned and walked over, opening it only slightly to reveal the person who had disturbed him.

"What the hell do you want, fox-face?" He hissed at Gin.

"I jus' came ta tell ya ta start gettin' ready ta leave," He replied, smiling as always. "Ya might wanna bundle up, Grimmy-kun," He jumped back as the Sexta opened the door fully and swung at him.

"Get the fuck away from me!" He snarled menacingly. "And don't call me that!"

"But it's so fun ta call ya tha'," He snickered. "Jus' get ready, Grimmjow, you'll be meetin' wit someone ta get a gigai fer yer stay." The Sexta snorted and slammed his door, muttering under his breath as he packed a duffle bag for himself.

XxXxXx

Grimmjow stepped out of the garganta to find himself in a dark shop of sorts and the scent inside immediately made his recoil. It reeked of shinigami! Though one scent was very recent... and it was a scent he craved every time he came to the Living World. Kurosaki Ichigo... that boy still owed him a rematch.

"I was wondering when you'd get here," Grimmjow spun around, narrowing his eyes at the blonde man who currently had his hand on his green and white hat.

"Are you the guy I'm supposed to meet?" He growled earning a nod.

"If you'll follow me, I'll get a gigai for you," The man turned and slipped through a door, motioning for Grimmjow to follow him. The Espada rolled his eyes and followed him, smirking slightly as he thought of all the trouble he could cause for Ichigo while he was in town. "Oh, my name is Kisuke Urahara; forgive me for not introducing myself before." He told the Sexta.

"Whatever, I'm sure you already know who I am so I'm not going to bother introducing myself." He snorted then. Urahara chuckled and shifted through the various boxes of items he had stocked in the back of the shop.

"Ah, here it is!" Grimmjow jumped when the man exclaimed this rather loudly.

"What the hell is it?" He asked, eyeing the strange device warily.

"Oh this?" He held it up. "It's a body scanner," He puffed his chest out proudly. Grimmjow took a nervous step back at this; he did not like the idea of being scanned. "Don't worry about it, this is just so I can get your body structure and muscle mass correct when I make your gigai." Grimmjow relaxed and set his duffle bag down. "Please, remove your jacket," The Sexta immediately got defensive. "I can't accurately scan your body with clothes on," He explained.

"Whatever," He mumbled, removing his jacket. Urahara turned the device on and faced Grimmjow, pointing the thing a little above his head. He pressed a button and a blue light emitted from it; once this happened Urahara slowly lowered it to scan the Espada's face and upper body. He had Grimmjow turn around and repeated the process, giving a heavy sigh when he finished.

"I hate to say it but you have to remove your pants and sandals," The Sexta's eyes bulged to the point that Urahara thought they would pop out. The Espada growled at him but complied, urging him to hurry so he could redress. Urahara scanned him quickly and Grimmjow pulled his clothes back on with a soft warning growl aimed at the blonde man. "I'll have your gigai ready shortly! Until then, relax and have some tea," He had the Espada sit down and almost immediately Tessai appeared and set a hot cup of tea before him. Grimmjow kinda liked this, he was being served and not the other way around; he could get used to this kind of treatment. He relaxed and looked around, noting that the place was a bit bare and boring, nothing special about it. Grimmjow sipped his tea and sighed, it was nice but he couldn't understand why the air seemed so cold.

Grimmjow leaned back on his hands and sighed, he just wanted this ridiculous mission to be over with. He didn't even know why Aizen had chosen him to begin with! He was supposed to learn human traditions for this certain time of year, whatever the hell that meant.

"Your gigai is ready!" Urahara practically sang, shaking the Espada from his thoughts. Grimmjow looked to see the shinigami dragging a lifeless body into the room. Its eyes were closed but the signature blue markings remained under them and his tell-tale mask fragment was gone, as he was sure his Hollow hole was. The body was dressed in a fitting black dress shirt and tight jeans and a pair of glossy new dress shoes. "And here's your complimentary Soul Candy holder," He handed Grimmjow the candy dispenser and stepped back. "Go ahead, try it on," Grimmjow sighed and moved towards the gigai. He struggled momentarily as he tried to figure it out and finally slipped inside of the thing. He opened his eyes and groaned, the gigai was so damn stiff!

"Thanks," Grimmjow grumbled as he rolled his shoulders. Urahara handed him a soft, black jacket lined with fur and grinned.

"It's a bit chilly out today, you might want this," He told the Espada. "I'm sure living arrangements have already been made for you, correct?"

"Yeah, that fox-faced bastard thought of pretty much every fucking thing. I swear he think's I'm gonna be here a year with how much preparation he made for this damn mission!"

"You have to be prepared for every possible outcome," Urahara laughed. Grimmjow snorted and pulled a piece of paper from his duffle bag. He grudgingly walked outside after pulling the jacket on and glanced at the paper, which Gin had written directions on. He snorted and took off; searching for the place he was going to be staying for the duration of the mission.

XxXxXx

Grimmjow finally found the apartment complex and went to the front desk.

"A friend of mine rented a place here for me, can I have the keys?" He used the word friend very loosely as he spoke to the man.

"Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, I presume?" He shifted his glasses as he went about looking for the apartment keys.

"Yeah, that's me," He grinned wickedly. The man handed him the keys a moment later and had Grimmjow sign his name.

"You're apartment number six, it's to your right," The Sexta had to stop himself from laughing. Damn fox faced bastard knew how to please him alright. He stalked off and pushed the keys in, unlocking the door and stepping inside his new living area for the time being. He whistled as he looked around, it was bigger on the inside than he had first expected it to be. He set the duffle bag down in what he figured was the living room and walked around, getting a feel for where everything was. He made his way into the kitchen where he found a marble countertop with bar stools, a refrigerator with a built in freezer, a stove, an oven and a microwave. He found a note sitting on the old fashioned wooden table for two and snatched it up to read it.

'Grimmjow, I got most of yer things fer ya already so ya don' have ta spend too much on th' first day,' Grimmjow rolled his eyes at this. Gin wrote the same way he talked. 'Th' only thing ya need ta get fer yerself is food. Have a nice time!' The Sexta balled the note up and tossed it in the trash can. He sauntered into the bedroom and whistled, Gin had gotten him a king sized bed with blue covers the shade of his own eyes and a gothic 6 was printed onto one of the larger pillows. The connection bathroom had a large, hot tub bath and a separate, glass encased shower and marble sinks. The closet had a lot of space but Grimmjow would never actually use it all, he didn't have or need that many clothes. He went back into the living room and flopped down on the couch with a yawn; he was still adjusting to the gigai and was tired.

'Actually, I got a better idea,' He thought with a smirk. 'Time to do a little exploring,' He jumped off the couch and headed for the door. He thought twice and hid Pantera in his room under the bed and grabbed up the keys, locking the door on his way out. Grimmjow prowled the streets of Karakura Town aimlessly, his hands buried deep in the jacket pockets as he walked. He took note of where certain places were and stopped in a park full of small children. He sat down on a bunch and watched the little runts run about, laughing and shouting loudly. He muttered to himself and closed his eyes, trying to block out the sounds when something struck his shin. He refrained from swearing aloud and sat up straight, his eyes snapping open to see who or what had struck him. It turned out to be an odd colored black and white ball... Grimmjow remembered being told about something like that... A soccer ball if he remembered correctly.

"Hey, sorry about that! Can we have our ball back?" Grimmjow looked up to see a girl with short black hair a few feet in front of him. She was panting which obviously meant she had been running for quite some time.

"Yeah, here," The Sexta gave the ball a light kick and she caught it under her foot.

"Thanks mister!" She dribbled the ball away back to the soccer field and restarted the game eagerly. A slow smile worked its way over Grimmjow's face, that girl had Ichigo's scent on her and she had slight reiatsu. He had been told that Ichigo had two little sisters and that one of them could see the spirits of the dead, the one with the black hair that is.

'Kurosaki Karin,' He thought with a smirk. 'You're my new link to Berry boy,' He closed his eyes again and kept his focus on Karin's faint reiatsu, tracking her movements in case she decided to leave. It was around lunch time when he felt a familiar presence approaching the park and his eyes shot open to scan the area. He smirked and pulled the hood over his head, shifting his position to bow his head and read the paper which had been left on the bench about an hour ago.

"Hey, Karin, Yuzu is making lunch!" Grimmjow's smirk widened when he heard that voice call out to the girl.

"Alright I'll be there in a minute!" She called back to him. There was still a minute left of the game and so far, Karin's team was winning. Grimmjow watched the young Kurosaki girl dodge around the opposing players and run towards the goal. She brought her leg back and kicked as hard as she could, with the ball curving and then flying into the goal. The poor kid acting as a goalie never had the chance to try and block it. Karin quickly grabbed the soccer ball and ran towards her brother who was standing a few feet to the right of the bench Grimmjow was currently sitting on. The Sexta grinned, he couldn't sense his reiatsu, that pervert of a shop keeper sure knew how to make gigai's.

"Ready to go?" The girl nodded and they began to walk away. Grimmjow waited a good few minutes before standing and walking in the direction Karin and Ichigo had gone in. He stayed a couple of feet behind the pair the whole time that smirk never leaving his face as he followed them. He made sure to make mental notes of his surrounds and such so he could find his way to the Kurosaki household if he ever needed to in the future. He stopped around at the corner that he had seen the siblings round and looked up, smirking when he saw the sign for Kurosaki Clinic. His job was done for now, he could go home. He turned to leave but obviously, Ichigo had other plans.

"Why were you following us?" He demanded, his brows furrowed together in anger. Grimmjow turned to face him, his eyes hidden by the fur lined hood of his coat.

"I thought you might know the way to the store," He shrugged, deciding to play up his part as the new guy in town. "I'm new here and I don't really know my way around yet," It was half true.

"You could have asked earlier in the park," Ichigo eyed the man skeptically. He sounded familiar but he had no way of telling since he refused to show his face.

"I thought you were in a hurry so I didn't want to ask," He shrugged again.

"Well, I'm in no hurry so I could show you the way," He finally sighed.

"Ichi-nii, are you coming in to eat?" Yuzu called from the door.

"No, but save me some food. I'm gonna help this guy find his way around," He pointed to Grimmjow.

"Oh okay," Yuzu shut the door with a smile then. Ichigo motioned for the Espada to follow him, unaware of who it actually was.

"Hey, kid, what's with all the decorations around here?" Grimmjow asked, remembering his real mission.

"Christmas was a few days ago," He told him.

"What's Christmas?" Ichigo stopped dead in his tracks and looked back, this completely shocked look on his face.

"You don't know what Christmas is?" The Sexta shook his head. How the fuck would he know anything about human holidays? "It's a holiday that celebrates gift giving and all that crap. You get together with the family and have a good time eating, drinking, whatever you want really. It's celebrated on the 25th of December," Grimmjow nodded as he took in this new information. "New Years is coming up shortly," He looked at the Sexta who cocked his head in a 'what is that' way. Ichigo sighed and continued walking as he explained New Years. Grimmjow kept asking various questions about everything that came to mind and vaguely wondered if he was annoying the teen with all his questions. "Here's the store," He finally said, interrupting the Sexta before he could ask another question.

"Thanks, kid," Grimmjow grunted. "Ya mind helping with one last thing?" Ichigo held back a groan at this.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Like I said before, I'm new here so I don't know what I should get for food. A friend of mine set up my apartment for me but forgot to stock up on food." Grimmjow was getting a kick out of making the teen help him.

"Fine," He muttered and entered the store with the grinning Espada. Ichigo had a cute blush on his face as he walked with the mysterious man, everyone kept looking at them and giggling; others were kind of scared and didn't know what to think of them. "You could take that stupid hood off you know," He bit out. "It's freaking some of these people out."

"I don't care, I like having this on," He frowned at the teen. Ichigo sighed and shook his head as he continued to shop for food, occasionally debating about what he should buy for his apartment.

"Lead the way," Ichigo growled when they had finished. Grimmjow smirked as he carried a couple of the bags along with the teen and led him to his apartment complex. Ichigo nearly dropped the bags he was carrying when he saw where the man was living, that certain complex was not a cheap place to live in.

"Hey, come on!" Grimmjow called from the door, looking annoyed. The Vizard shook his head and hurried after him, looking around as he was led inside. Grimmjow set the grocery bags down and dug around for the keys, hoping that the teen didn't look at the number or anything. He shoved the door open, grabbed the bags up and went inside, grunting for Ichigo to shut the door once he was inside.

"Nice place your friend set you up with," Ichigo whistled setting the bags on the counter. "It's big enough for a couple people to live here. You here by yourself?"

"Yeah, but I make enough of a mess to make up for the lack of people." He chuckled to himself. Ichigo helped put the food items away and then went to explore the large living space that the man had gotten. Grimmjow froze, he'd left Pantera in his room, under the bed and his duffle bag was still sitting in the living room. Thinking fast, the Sexta followed Ichigo, giving a soft sigh of relief when he found the boy looking around at everything else; not is bed. Grimmjow thought about the pillows and went over, grabbing the large one with a 6 on it and burying it beneath the other pillows.

"You have a huge closet," Ichigo commented. "The bath and shower each could hold two or more people," Grimmjow had to suppress a smirk as a rather dirty thought passed through his mind. "What's your name anyway?" Shit! Not good, not good at all...

"Mizuhara Hayato, but I go by Kade," He told him quickly.

"The name is Kurosaki Ichigo, it's nice to meet you," He stuck his hand out and they shook hands. Kade dropped his hand to his side and watched Ichigo move around again. "You can take that off you know, we aren't outside anymore," He commented in a low voice. The Sexta swore under his breath and sighed, defeated. He brought both hands up and slowly pulled the hood back, loving the way the teen's eyes widened when his face was revealed. "You... You can't be...." He could hardly breathe now. This man, Kade, looked so much like Grimmjow that if it hadn't been for the fact that he didn't have a mask fragment or Hollow hole, he would have attacked him.

"Yeah, I get that a lot," He huffed. "Ya mind not staring? It's bothering me," Ichigo blinked and looked away, a light blush on his face.

"Sorry 'bout that," He mumbled. "Its just that you look like this guy... an enemy of mine... it kinda freaked me out for a minute." He laughed nervously. Ichigo looked up and yelped, jumping back when he found Kade right in front of him. The larger male smirked and slammed both hands against the wall behind the teen, effectively trapping him. "What the hell?!" Ichigo shouted angrily at the man.

"What would you do if I was that person, your enemy?" He grinned down at him. Ichigo's eyes narrowed and he balled his hands into fists, delighting the Espada.

"I would fight and kill you where you stand!" He hissed making the man laugh loudly in his face.

"Tough words coming from a scrawny kid," He snorted.

"I am not scrawny!" Ichigo shouted defensively.

"I'm just joking, kid," Grimmjow laughed. "And I said 'if', I never said anything else," Ichigo blushed again.

"Stop calling me 'kid', I gave you my name," He said bitterly.

"Whatever you say, Ichi-nii," He teased the boy. The teen growled at him then, not liking being called that by anyone other than his sisters.

"I don't know you that well you bastard!" He snapped at the grinning man. Grimmjow bent down so he was eye level with Ichigo and smirked at how angry he looked. The Vizard growled at how close he was and brought his fist back to punch him. Grimmjow jerked back and caught his fist deftly before it could even make contact.

"Nice try," He smirked wildly. In one swift move, he twisted Ichigo's arm and pressed his face into the way, yanking his arm up until he cried out in pain. "So you can hold your own," He mused. "We'll have to have a nice little friendly fight sometime," Ichigo relaxed in the mans grip and he let go.

"Yeah, we should," He agreed hesitantly as he turned around to face him. "If you ever need any help, you know where to find me," He blushed then. "Stalker..." He muttered under his breath. Grimmjow ignored the comment and shoved his hands in his pockets, sighing heavily.

"You can leave now if you want to," He muttered, now wanting to be left alone. Ichigo nodded and said a quick good-bye before hurrying out of the apartment. Grimmjow moved to the window and pushed the curtains aside to watch as the strawberry teen hurried away from the complex.

"Nice save, Grimmjow," The Sexta stiffened and growled at the new arrival.

"What the fuck do you want?" He snarled, dropping his human facade instantly.

"Oh, how rude," He chuckled. Grimmjow glared at the silver haired shinigami and gave him the birdie. "How are ya settlin'?"

"Just fine," He grunted.

"Everythin' ta yer likin' I would hope," Gin smiled knowing the Sexta enjoyed his living arrangements.

"You kidding me? I fucking love it," He grinned wildly again. "I guess you can do something's right when you want to."

"Glad ya like it, Grimmy," He chuckled earning a growl. "Jus' remember ta write up a report fer Aizen-taichou later, I'll be back fer it then."

"Why do I need to write one up now? It's only the first day," He scowled at him.

"I'm jus' kiddin' wit' ya," He grinned. "Have fun an' remember ta complete th' mission," A garganta opened then. "Oh, an' play nice wit' th' ryoka boy," That was all he said before disappearing. Grimmjow frowned and went out into the kitchen to get something to eat. Grimmjow ate and lay out on the couch, lazily flipping through the channels until he became bored and fell asleep. He was going to have fun messing with Ichigo over the next month or so…

shukaku: If I made any spelling errors tell me, my laptop does not have microsoft word installed on it and the program I use to type doesn't have spell check. I had to transfer this to the home computer to fix anything I could find, so please tell me. Anyway, stay tuned for the last chapter of this two-shot! Plz R&R

A/N: Grimmjow's fake cover up name was given to me by my friend on my kai crazy account! Love ya, kage-chan!