The Crying

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"Grimmjow- san. You're home again." The amused voice of Urahara stated while Grimmjow was hiding from you. Grimmjow flinched slightly, only to then turn around and give Urahara a cold glare.
"So what old man?" Grimmjow answered back.
"It's such a surprise to see you here is all." Urahara chuckled behind his fan.
"Tch. Whatever." Grimmjow answered, turning back to the stairs, only to catch you looking right at him.

"You're here again?" You asked plainly. It was in all honesty, an innocent question. But with Grimmjow, he may take it as an insult.
"Shutup bitch." Grimmjow answered icily. Yes... he did take it in an insulting way.
"I was only asking." You shrugged off, heading back to the kitchen.

"Hey Kagami!" Someone called to you.
"Shuuhei!" You answered back with a smile, Hisagi walking over to you. Grimmjow watched from the side, his fist clenched into fist and his teeth barred. Who the hell was this guy that was talking to his woman!?
"Now now Grimmjow- san, calm down." Urahara mentioned, waving his hand back and forth as if to shoo off the tense atmosphere.

"Who the fuck is he anyways?" Grimmjow growled.
"Hisa- Hisa!" A small voice piped in. Grimmjow looked down to a small child with pink hair. Grimmjow couldn't remember her name, but he remembered that she had some relation to you. Grimmjow wasn't a big fan of kids, yet he had to admit that the pink haired girl was an adorable kid.

"What did you say brat?" Grimmjow asked with an arched eyebrow.
"His name is Hisagi Shuuhei, one of the Lieutenant's of the Gotei 13." Urahara explained.
"Yeah! Hisa- Hisa and Mimi- chan use to go out on dates together." Yachiru mentioned innocently.
"What!?" Grimmjow asked in anger.
"Ohh, I didn't know that." Urahara answered, brushing off Grimmjow completely. "Do you think they would get back together Yachiru- chan?"
"WHAT!?" Grimmjow yelled this time.

                "Just wondering if you want to train after dinner." Hisagi asked with a sheepish smile, unsure if you would agree. Hisagi knew that you were never a fan of training, but he figured it wouldn't hurt to ask.
"Yeah sure I'll train." You answered with a smile.
"Oh, alright then." Hisagi answered surprised that you agreed. "It almost feels like how we use too..." Hisagi mentioned softly, past memories resurfacing as he didn't finish his sentence.
"Hmm?" You questioned, raising an eyebrow slightly. "I guess it does. Except this time, I'm not watching from the side lines." You smiled gently, understanding what Hisagi was talking about now.
"Yeah, I guess your not this time." Hisagi smiled sheepishly. For some reason, he always felt embarrassed to approach you now. You both had broken it off, due to the fact that Hisagi had a big crush on Matsumoto, and still does. The break up didn't bother you, and you two remained friends. But Hisagi still felt bad for giving up on you, and regrets his choice after hearing you were now with Grimmjow.

"Then I guess it's sort of like old times." You said, walking back to the kitchen. "It's a date." You finished jokingly, mocking what Hisagi use to call your late night outings with him.

                Grimmjow growled as he watched you walk back into the kitchen, and this 'Hisa- Hisa' character walk back to the underground training ground.

"Who the fuck is he?" Grimmjow growled. He was pissed off now knowing that you were going on a date with this shinigami, unknowingly the playful tone you were using. In short, he didn't know you were joking. To make matters worse, Urahara had stopped him from stepping in and breaking the shinigami in half. So now, he had all this anger he couldn't let out on anyone.

"Why don't you train with them after dinner Grimmjow." Urhara suggested, thinking it would be good for Grimmjow to train with them. So now he won't have to pester Ichigo or Urahara for a fight.
"You serious old man?" Grimmjow asked curiously, not wanting to be fooled.
"Yes."
"Tch." Grimmjow replied with an excited grin. "Fuck yes."

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