#ichxgo

Send “⚠️” plus a warning label for my muse.

Looking at the lable... did she almost sport a smirk for the amusement of it? She seemed to track it with a small huff.

❝ ⸻I take it in stride, Kurosaki. It's nice you expect that of me.❞

RP QUESTION STARTERS

He's so stupid - having decided to follow her first. It was perfect.

❝ right. ❞ she croaked with a small hum at the tail end of her breath. Finally, she looks back at him after dragging him back through allies unseen. She barely entered the human world on her own, but of course, it was to seek him out....or lure him out in some way. She didn't even have to break on to his room.

❝ so i have a problem with a hollow that has escaped one of my territories in Hueco Mundo. Big, hulk of a beast, & a bit....rambunctious once he learned he learns he can leave Hueco Mundo..❞

❝ I came to you before it alarms the Soul Society ❞

Not confirming or denying.

He finds him near sunset. The hollow’s carcass lands first, slamming into the white sand hard enough to shoot up a plume of dust. It took him most of last night and all morning to track one down that looked like it’d actually be worth eating. Its torso’s split open like a track suit, all the best parts exposed. He isn’t even going to talk about that part.

Ichigo drops from the sky a second later, stabbing Zangetsu into the ground with another cloud of dust before letting him go. He doesn’t say happy birthday. He’s not sure Grimmjow even cares about that. Instead, he jerks his chin toward the food with a smirk. “Eat up. We’ve got a fight to get to.”

Of everyone Grimmjow knows, Ichigo would be of the first on the list to care about birthdays. It's a mortal contrivance after all, and Ichigo has made sure to remind him time and time again that he takes pride in being human.

But that doesn't stop his eyes from flying wide at the sight of his gift.

It's a grisly scene. A thoroughly mauled Hollow, with shattered ribs that shrapnel outward like some spindly, ossein flower. From within, the torsioned, pulped innards are positioned like a food spread. Mouthwatering without meaning to be, with every glistening morsel of meat sitting at the most appetizing angle.

Grimmjow can't tear his eyes off of it. A gift meant just for him. Food presented in reciprocation at long last, after Ichigo had turned his nose up at so many of his offerings.

"Hahahahaha!"

“Saved you one.”

After all, it’s his birthday too, right?

Ichigo glances up, a faint smile tugging at one corner of his mouth. “Come to think of it… I’ve never actually asked what kind of cake you like.”

He leans back, watching the flame waver.

“Anyway.” A shrug. “Make a wish and all that.”

Late birthday asks for Zangetsu because I suck

He's noticed that this has become a little tradition of theirs since Ichigo had learned the truth of their soul. Where Ichigo had once pushed him fully out of his life, he now tries to include him in even the smallest of ways. Especially on birthdays. Always with cake, always chocolate-flavored.

And as well practiced as Zangetsu is with wearing masks, even he can't hide how raw this makes him feel.

"Aww. Even saved a slice for little ol' me? You didn't have to." He tries for an insouciant lilt in his voice, a bright grin on his face, but there's a thickness in his throat and the levity sits wrongly on his face. He feels uneasy, off-kilter, and that makes him want to hide.

Instead, he slides the paper plate closer to himself, watching the tiny flame lick at the air.

Make a wish, Ichigo says.

It almost feels like there's no need to. All he's ever wanted is a place to belong, and now he has it. The only thing he wants now is for this to last forever.

❛ Who the hell said I wanted to get chummy with you, Ichiya. . .? ❜ The man stated as he sat on the couch in the living room and sipped from his cup. Kaien was not feeling cheeky today. Seems that him and Isshin got into their ridiculous arguments yet again. They'd be better later, they always were.

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