Lost Colors

Grimmjow watched Shiro straddle the boy he'd knocked down for him. He was punching him non-stop in the face. The kid had pushed Shiro and made him cry. Grimmjow had planned to break bone and tear muscle, but at the last minute he decided to let Shiro do it.

He'd had to coax his little brother at first, their mother hadn't approved of that sort of thing and Shiro had been a momma's boy. Yet once he got little Shiro started, there was no sign of stopping. Grimmjow sighed.

"Let up, Shiro. You're gonna break and bruise your own hands."

Shiro got one last punch in, then stood up. Grimmjow grabbed his smaller white and looked them over, grateful that their kind healed faster than was normal. He bent down and felt through the human teens pockets. There was some money, not much, and a cell phone. That would be a stroke of great luck if he knew his Uncle's phone number. He pocketed the money and threw the cell phone against the brick wall of the alley.

"Oi, Shuuhei." Someone yelled. The voice made Grimmjow pause and cock his head to the side. "I'm ready now. Let's go before Ikkaku finds us."

Grimmjow pulled Shiro further into the alley as the voice came closer to the opening.

"Oi! I saw you go in here. Shuuhei!"

Grimmjow ran forward and tackled the body that was a few inches taller than him and a bit sturdier.

"Oi!"

The boy grabbed Grimmjow's arms and tried to push him away. The blue haired boy got a glimpse of long crimson hair and immediately went still.

"Renji?" he asked.

The boy beneath him paused and squinted up at him, eyes going wide with recognition.

"Grimmjow?" He sat up and held tightly to Grimmjow's shoulders. "Where's Shiro? They thought the two of you were dead too, but I've been looking after school everyday."

Grimmjow suffered through a hug from his older cousin and gestured with a hand for Shiro to come out of the alley. The white and silver haired boy ran to Grimmjow's side, but wouldn't let Renji touch him. Renji let go of Grimmjow and Grimmjow told Shiro to get on his back. In his weakened state, Shiro was very heavy to him, but Grimmjow wasn't going to make his little brother walk. Renji stood after Grimmjow did.

"Where's Shuuhei?"

"He won't be waking up any time soon."

Renji sighed and reached into his school uniform pants for his cell phone. He dialed some numbers and pressed it against his ear.

"Ken. You need to send Kaku to get Shu. He's beat up pretty bad. I can't. I have to get home, Ken. Good. He should bring his car. Oh. I'm gonna start walking, I have Grimmjow and Shiro with me."

He then snapped his phone shut, but not before Grimmjow and Shiro could hear a bellowed, "WHAAAT!"

Shiro snickered and Grimmjow shook his head.

"You're still an idiot."

Renji smirked at his ringing phone and gestured for Grimmjow to follow.

---

"That little shit." Kenpachi grumbled. "I just know he does it on purpose."

"Usually, I'd be laughing, but that little fuck is fucking around with my sisters kids."

Kenpachi stared at the tuft of white hair escaping from the top of the covers. From the sound of it, Kokuto was coming out of the grief stage into the angry one. Good. Kenpachi liked angry better.

"Either Renji's just that stupid or he's trying to give those kids some kind of normalcy."

"A stupid Renji I understand. A smart one is something I don't want to even contemplate." The entire head of white hair appeared from under the covers. "They comin' straight here?"

"I'd punch him if he didn't. Get yourself together, they're gonna need the last bit of family they have left."

---

The house was the same as Grimmjow remembered it. Dark yellow and two story, but slim. It wasn't in the same place as he remembered it, but Kenpachi had a way of moving it. Shiro was asleep on his back, the dead weight causing Grimmjow to struggle even more to hold him up. Renji ran inside ahead of them, Grimmjow stopping to sit on the step and move Shiro so that he was sitting on his lap. Grimmjow could hear the quick and heavy thumps of someone running barefoot towards the door. The door slammed open, jerking Shiro awake.

"Snow Angel! Blue Demon!" Their Uncle Kokuto yelled. "Come here."

But they didn't need to go to him, because seconds later his slim muscular arms squeezed them tightly from behind.

"I'm going to kill them." He half growled, half screamed as he took in the scent of his precious sisters children. "I'm going to fuckin' murder 'em. There won't be anything left when I'm through, not even pieces."

"How unbeautiful." A cool feminine voice said from behind them. "What these beautiful boys need is a relaxing bath and food, not your ramblings of revenge, Kuto."

"But we're going to kill them too." Shiro said, making everyone go still and quiet."

"Really now?" Questioned Kenpachi's booming voice.

Grimmjow looked him in the eyes, he'd always liked Pachi Pachi best because he reminded him of his father.

"Papa told me the names and he told me to remember." Blue eyes were determined. "I promised him that I would never forget. Then I told baby Shi so he could remember too."

Kenpachi nodded. He knew that Jason hadn't wanted this life for his sons, but even the best of men wanted their deaths to be avenged.

"Alright. I'll train you."

"Both of us."

Another nod.

"Both of you."