Fragments of your Broken Heart

Ichigo couldn't take is eyes away from the elegant curve in Grimmjow's middle. He was still pondering how it was possible for the hollow hole to be gone but the jaw like mask to still remain. Better yet, what had happened to cause all this in the first place. What had gone on that caused Grimmjow to have his personality completely changed from that fierce panther to a timid kitten. The orange haired teen wracked his brain trying to come up with possible answers and conclusions but none seem to fit. Finally he decided to give up for now and get some rest himself before all hell would undoubtedly break loose. Ichigo pulled out a spare futon and bedding as quietly as possible, before he settled down to sleep. 


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Grimmjow slowly began to regain consciousness, but instead of waking to the usual feeling of a cold solid floor he was laying on something soft and warm. The teal haired espada refused to open his eyes in case all of this was a dream. After waiting for what seemed like hours he slowly opened his eyes, but instead of the usual dark dank cell, he found it was still dark but it was defiantly not his cell, the aura was just to relaxed and welcoming to be his prison.  Grimmjow tried to remember how and why he was here, or more importantly where was here? No matter how much he tried he just couldn't remember. All that came back to him were flashes of orange. Due to the fact it was still dark, the blunette could only just make out a few silhouettes of objects but none that he could identify. He looked down at the floor only to find what looked like a person.

Unwillingly Grimmjow began to feel fear creeping into his chest. After the months of abuse, fear became a second nature to him. He slowly backed away until his back came into contact with the wall. With nowhere else to go the ex-espada did the next best thing, which was to wrap his arms around his growing stomach protectively.

Grimmjow just kept his eyes on the figure that was obviously asleep on the floor. He didn't know if this person was friend of foe. So he just sat and waited.

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The orange haired youth yawned and stretched as he awoke. He then rubbed his eyes and looked around his room. For some reason something didn't feel right. For starters why was he on the floor, and why did he feel like he was being watched. Ichigo sat up from his futon on the floor and scanned the room, that's when he noticed a pair of frightened teal eyes watching his every move.

Ichigo instantly had a flash back of last night, he remembered finding Grimmjow bound, gagged and blindfolded on his bed, then he remembered seeing so much pain and sadness in Grimmjow's eyes when he removed the blindfold. But one thing that stood out in his memory was seeing the ex-espada's hollow hole replaced with an elegant bump.

Ichigo watched for a few moments as the blunette refused to move from his spot backed up agents the wall. He then slowly began to stand up, his gaze never straying from the terrified figure on his bed.

Grimmjow's eyes widened in fear, as he realized who exactly was previously asleep on the floor. Ichigo Kurosaki, his enemy who he had tried to kill on more than one occasion. And now here he was in a small room, backed up against a wall, with someone who would most likely kill him. Following his instincts, the blunette curled up even tighter around his expanding middle and kept his eyes trained on Ichigo.

Once he stood to his full height, Ichigo slowly made his way to the door. But before he opened it he turned back to Grimmjow and spoke in a stern tone. "Don't move from there". He watched the blunette actually flinch and then mentally slapped himself. Not saying anymore Ichigo left the room and went down stairs.

Watching as the orange haired teen left the room, Grimmjow contemplated what he should do. Now would be the perfect time to open the window and run, but for some reason his body wouldn't obey his mind. But he started to think, it's not like he would get very far in his current condition. So he did as he was told and stayed put.

Back down stairs Ichigo was currently rummaging through the fridge looking for something that his captive may want to eat. He was wondering if now that Grimmjow didn't have a hollow hole then he was no longer a hollow even if he still did have the mask. Finally finding some fish spread he quickly made a sandwich and grabbed some crisps. He then grabbed the first aid kit he found minutes earlier and headed back up to his room.

Ichigo turned the handle and walked inside, finding Grimmjow right where he left him. He slowly, so not to scare him, moved towards the bed where the blunette was currently sat on. He watched as Grimmjow tried to push himself further away only to be blocked by the wall. Ichigo refused to stop until he was at the other end of bed where he then sat down. 



Grimmjow again tried to create as much space between himself and the orange haired teen as possible. He didn't like how close he was moving towards him, especially now that the shinigami had something in his hands. Once Ichigo had sat down Grimmjow felt every muscle in his body tense.

Ichigo just watched for sometime just to see if the blunette would relax but even after 10 minutes he was still as tense and alert as before. Ichigo sighed before taking a beep breath and broke the awkward silence. "Grimmjow, you hungry?" The ex-espada flinched before Ichigo's words actually sunk in. 



He stared at the orange haired teen seeing if this was some kind if trick but he saw no indication of lying or deception. Still unable to use his voice Grimmjow just nodded. Ichigo pulled out the sandwich, which he then cut into four squares then slowly held one out for Grimmjow.

Grimmjow just stare at the little white square wondering what it was. Was this what he was meant to eat? Feeling his stomach growl, he decided not to fuss and quickly snatched the square out of Ichigo's hand. He stared at it a little bit longer before he slowly took a small bite out of it. Grimmjow's eyes widened before he devoured the rest of the sandwich. Kami this was one of the best things he had ever tasted. He looked back at Ichigo and stared at the rest of the yummy white squares.

Noticing the blunette's gaze at the rest of the sandwich, Ichigo held out another square, which was instantly snatched and eaten. This was repeated until the rest of the sandwich was gone. It was obvious to Ichigo that Grimmjow had started to relax a little so maybe now was the best time to see if he could get some answers.

"Feel better?" Was Ichigo's first question which was once again the only response he got was a nod. "Do you now how you got here, Grimmjow?" a shake of the head, very helpful. "What happened to you?" this time Grimmjow just looked away. Ichigo decided to move a bit closer while he had the chance. "Grimm, who did this to you?" there was a long pause before the blunette made any movement. He slowly moved an arm around his slightly swollen middle, then moved the other hand to touch his mask and then mouthed one word. Aizen.

A/N: Cliffy don’t you just hate those >:D