Red Riding Strawberry

Undone

To say that Ichigo was ready to tear Grimmjow apart, was the least of what he actually wanted to do. When Ichigo had woken up, the first thing he tried to do was destroy the whole room until Grimmjow came in. Grimmjow had to dodge punches, flying books, and even a flying coffee table.

"Hey!" Grimmjow shouted as the table hit the wall behind him.

But Ichigo had run past him and out the bedroom door, and was now in the living room looking for a weapon he could use. Grimmjow had grown annoyed with having to keep the very easily upset teenager in his own room. Grimmjow sat down on his couch and let out a sigh.

"Ya know, you won't get very far if you keep acting like this. If ya do keep this up, I'll definitely eat you." Grimmjow's eyes were stern, not playful.

Ichigo knew he meant it, so he slowly stopped rummaging around the living room, and sat down on a nearby chair. Ichigo made sure to stay alert in case the bastard tried something.

Grimmjow let a small grin grace his lips, "That's better. Now if you act like a good boy, and do as you're told. I will let you roam around the house by yourself without me as your little guide."

Ichigo glared, "And what if I don't want to be a good little boy?" Sarcasm laced Ichigo's words.

Grimmjow sat back and grinned wider, "I'll go back to option one and rip out whatever is giving you the power to go against me."

Ichigo's eyes narrowed in confusion so Grimmjow got up, and walked over to him. Ichigo tensed up and scooted back in his seat, but Grimmjow grabbed his arm to hold him still. Reaching out with his other hand, Grimmjow pointed to Ichigo's chest.

"I've been reading some things little berry." Grimmjow purred to which Ichigo glared at.

"Reading what?"

Grimmjow smirked, "Things about what you are."

Ichigo rolled his eyes, "So ya read somethin on how to be human? Maybe you could learn a few things."

Grimmjow growled at Ichigo's sarcasm, "Do you want me to sew your mouth shut?"

Ichigo glared, but shut up, "Good. Now," Grimmjow once again pointed at Ichigo's chest, "in here, and here," he brought his finger up to Ichigo's forehead, "there is something that you found that you are starting question. Am I right?"

Ichigo held Grimmjow's stare, then Grimmjow glared, "Answer. Now."

Ichigo didn't want to back down, but if Grimmjow knew that much, maybe he could tell Ichigo what Shirosaki was, and why he was there.

"I..." Ichigo began but before he could continue, his body spasmed and he knocked Grimmjow away from him.

'I won't let you tell him!'

Shirosaki's voice echoed through Ichigo's skull, making it ache. Ichigo slowly brought his hand up to his face, and gripped his head.

'Why not! I'm confused and I want answers! He can give them to me!'

'He will kill you if you tell him that he is right! Either that or he will find a way to cut me from you so that he can try to consume you!'

Ichigo shook his head in pain, then gritted his teeth, "Fuck..."

Grimmjow got up from the now broken table in the middle of the room, "What the fuck was that berry?"

Ichigo looked up at Grimmjow with much difficulty, his eyes flashing between gold, and mocha brown, "He's....Grim..."

'I said I won't let you! Now shut up!'

Grimmjow watched as Ichigo seemingly glared at nothing, he looked like he was fighting something with his mind. He looked so determined not to lose.