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Bones of the Dead	By : SunsetStarlight Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1332 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hours passed without sound. It was a blessing and a curse in Grimmjow's mind. A blessing because he wouldn't have to feel weird and unadjusted anymore and a curse because without the creatures screaming messages that he could somehow understand, he didn't know what the hell was going on out there. He sped down streets surprisingly empty and avoided the streets that were surprisingly cluttered with the bone masked creatures and the mutated ones who had lost their masks. The setting outside became more and more rural as he drove and Renji finally spoke up.

"Where the fuck are you taking us? This isn't the meeting place we agreed on." He yelled. "You were supposed to help us find our Master."

Grimmjow slammed on the brakes, still feeling irritable and pissed off. He was ready for some blood and if the stupid red headed fuck was planning on giving it to him then who was he to complain.

"Look, Red." He replied as he glared into the rear view mirror. "I don't have to help you do shit. Get the fuck out if you want to go find your fuckingMaster. Shit just hit the fan in horribly amazing ways so I'm going to get me and mine the fuck out of here. You can ride along and keep you damn mouth shut or you can get out and start walking. But there's another option." He said as he grinned with pleasure. "You can try and make me take you. I advise you try that one, I could really use a bit of blood on my hands, it's been awhile."

"You're a crazy fuck." Renji growled as Shiro grabbed him and pulled him down onto the seat.

"Well, fuck, Shi." Grimmjow said as he chuckled and pressed on the gas once again. "I thought you loved me."

He couldn't help but think about what had happened between him and his baby brother. Lust had taken over his mind and he didn't know if it was good or bad. Sure, he'd been t old by few that he and Shi were too close than was healthy, but for a large part of his life, Shiro was the only sure thing he had. He was so many things to Shiro that lover just seemed a natural transition once puberty hit. Still, he already had the sexiest bitch in the universe and as nice as it would be to have two, Grimmjow knew that Ichigo wouldn't be having it. As loving, honest, and caring as his boyfriend was, the orange head was as possessive as fuck; he'd cut Shiro's throat before he let him join their relationship. Besides, Grimmjow didn't love his brother that way anyway and he'd seen the way the white haired teen had been looking at Abarai lately. If anything, their little tryst was a one- time occurrence.

Soon enough, they were driving through a grassy plain and into a dense forest; too dense for the BATT-S. He'd planned for such a problem in the past though. His boss had taught him to be ready for everything and as a little boy, he'd taken all of his lessons to heart. A cave awaited them that was big enough for the vehicle to fit. They'd have to get out and trek the rest of the way. By the time he pulled up into the cave, the sun was beginning to set again. Everyone slid out of the back as soon as he got out and opened up the doors. They could have opened the back doors themselves, but their little group seemed subdued. Grimmjow watched as everyone stretched their bodies and glanced around at their surroundings. He snapped his fingers once and drew everyone's attention.

"This is my territory and if you're gonna stay here, you live by my rules. This place is set up so I stay alive." He made sure to make eye contact with each and every one of them. "You fuck this up for me, I'll fuck you up. No walking off the trail. No pissing or shitting on the trail, that kind of shit can be tracked by scent. No yelling, no fighting, no laughing, no whining. The first person to make a sound they shouldn't will be doing no breathing, understand?"

He could tell by Renji's glare that he didn't like the way he was being talked to. Grimmjow didn't give a fuck. He'd created this place as a safe haven for himself away from everything else. He also had more than his fair share of wild animal companions that roamed the territory, watching it for him while he was gone. Not even Shiro knew about that and no one else would unless they were on the sharp end of their teeth and by then they wouldn't live to tell anyone. Hisagi gave an easy nod, not really seeming like the type to care about the little stuff. Shi only stared and Ichi-berry only glared. He watched them a little more closely, noticing how far apart they were standing and noting Ichigo's posture. Something had gone on between him that he didn't know about. Ironically, he didn't like secrets. He'd be sure to bring it up with his berry as soon as they were relatively alone.

"Single file." He commanded. "All the weapons you can carry. We can come back for food if it's necessary. I'll take the lead, Ichi, you'll be behind me. Red, you stay behind the berry, Shi behind Red, and Hisagi bring up the rear. There shouldn't be shit out here, but stay alert. You never know."

Kenpachi's problem was transportation. As much as he loved walking and running everywhere, he couldn't possibly run all the way to his associates hide out. The distance was too far, especially with two kids to carry and a chainsaw. He needed a car, something big and heavy. Toshiro had gone quiet and calm once the screaming and roaring had stopped. Yuchiro was quiet too. It made him a little angry to see her like that, she was usually so talkative. She probably thought the boy was dying and Zaraki couldn't exactly reassure her that he wasn't. He wasn't a fucking doctor or a nurse. Toshiro would have to fight through his sickness on his own or succumb to it. Kenpachi thought harder than he ever had on all the people he'd come across and actually liked during his colorful employment. He was already heading for one of the few, Nnoitra pissed him off too much and he wasn't the type to help carry burdens…Starrk. Starrk had a good relationship with everyone in their line of work. He never turned anyone away when they needed help, but Kenpachi figured the bastard was just too lazy to say no. Still, there was no denying he was skilled at what he did. If anyone was still surviving, it was him.

He took a blanket, wrapped the unconscious boy in it, tied rope around this body and used one end of the blanket to drag him across the ground behind him as he walked. He at least did the boy the courtesy of avoiding particularly rocky patches. Starrk lived high up in a sort of tree house mansion. He had no qualms about telling his co-workers where he lived. Yachiru was still asleep on his back and he kept his shoulders straight and strong so she wouldn't fall off. Maneuvering through ally's that were empty and some that were clogged with death and gorging monsters was difficult. He wasn't much of a stealth guy, more of a find 'em and fight 'em type. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't do that with two kids to look after, especially one he planned to get close to.

Tan skin glistened with sweat, lean muscle twitching with each in-drawn breath. Warm wind and the acrid smell of dried blood flowed through the open windows. Two long tan fingers, pulled a cigarette from in-between two pink lips and a cloud of smoke was exhaled out of that mouth. Gray eyes peered through military grade binoculars and then through the scope on a snipers rifle. Two creatures were wandering around beneath the guys house. Two bullets exactly ended the animation of the strange things by exploding their heads in complete silence. Starrk drew in more nicotine and went to find a shirt. He settled on the white beater on the floor by his bed because he didn't really feel like getting up to find something else.

Finding a black band by his pillow, he drew his silky black hair back into a ponytail and sighed. He was tired as fuck. Hadn't done much since the supernatural shit hit the fan of reality. He lived high up and far out, so the only people he'd seen were the not people and he just killed those off when he spotted them. He didn't want them hanging around and grouping together near his home, even if it was too high up in the trees for them to notice it. He checked his phone again, but there were no missed calls. He didn't know why everyone assumed that if there was a mass world panic, all cell phones would stop working. It was bullshit. His phone worked, it was just that no one bothered to call to see if he was well and he couldn't really be bothered to call them either. Besides, killers weren't much on long phone conversations, especially not the male ones.

Still, he searched through his contacts for a certain young one who needed guidance and care like no other, whether they wanted to admit it or not. The boy was like his little brother and he wanted to know how he was faring so far. The phone rung for two seconds before it was answered by a gruff voice.

"You're making me break my rules, asshole." The voice hissed. "What the fuck do you want? Are you calling to see if I'm okay? I'm fucking flattered."

The idiot on the phone wasn't known for his kind demeanor but even this was more than the usual.

"Lover's spat?" He asked nonchalantly. He hadn't put much thought into the question so he was surprised by the answer.

"Like no other. Ichigo just gave it to me like he never has before and he pissed me the fuck off more than he ever has too."

Starrk leaned on the windowsill by his bed, staring out at the setting sun and shaking his head in exasperation.

"You say something you can't take back?"

"You can never take back shit you say. You know that. I'm not mad about the issue, I just don't like fucking ultimatums. Especially when that shit comes to my brother."

Starrk had known how close Grimmjow was with his little brother and he'd called him on it many times before, hoping to stop the inevitable in its tracks. Apparently, the bull headed boy hadn't listened and now he was being forced to choose.

"So who did you choose?"

"Well, I'm not fucking with Shi anymore. I decided that shit on my own, I don't need to be coddled and led by my bitch. I know what's good for me and what's not. I'm not cutting my baby bro out of my life though, not for anyone."

Starrk shook his head and inhaled more nicotine.

"Let me guess. You actually said that out loud to your boyfriend, not your bitch. I felt like I needed to add that part."

"Look, he's a bitch through and through and he's mine. Sum it up for ya? Asshole. Don't call me again, I got shit to do. See ya."

Starrk set his phone down and he had to smile. Grimmjow was just as alive and viral as ever. He had no worries on that front anymore. He was also glad to know that Shiro and Ichigo were also okay. He'd never really met them in the formal sense, but he knew how much they meant to the blue haired killer.

Ichigo frowned as he replayed the hissing and quiet argument he'd had with Grimmjow at the front of the line.

The hadn't even started walking for five minutes before Grimmjow glanced back at him and growled.

"What the fuck is up with you and Shi?"

Ichigo had been instantly pissed off. The asshole had the audacity to actually ask that question like he didn't know.

"Nothing." He answered. "I just told him to remember his place before he got left behind."

Blue eyes glared at him over a broad shoulder as they kept walking. He had to know what was going on or else he wouldn't have been so angry about the comment.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean? You got shit you wanna say?"

Ichigo's fists curled tightly at his sides. He was going to punch the bastard in the face.

"Yes, I have shit to say. I'll tell you the same thing I told him. You can play all you like, but in the end your little tryst is nothing and it means nothing. If you think you're in love with him or some sick shit then I'll leave him broken on the street and I'll fuck you up too."

Ichigo had a temper, he knew that, but he'd never had it so bad with Grimmjow before. He had a stake to claim and he wasn't going to back down. No matter how intimidating Grimmjow's size and training was.

"Who the fuck are you to decide that shit for me?" Grimmjow hissed as Ichigo's blood pressure rose even more. "I can't make my own damn decisions. You think I don't know what's best for me? You think I need to be led around by my bitch, told how shit is going to be? Is that it?"

Ichigo swung his fist at the back of Grimmjow's head and still the bastard caught it in mid strike. Ichigo snatched his hand away.

"You're a fucking bastard, Grimmjow Jaegerjaques. Don't touch me, don't talk to me, don't even fucking look at me."

Ichigo turned to walk towards the back of the line and Grimmjow grabbed his arm.

"You think I'm going to let you say that shit to me and walk away?"

"Why the hell not? I'm doing the same with you."

Grimmjow opened his mouth to say something more just as his cell vibrated on his hip. He twisted around to grab it and Ichigo left to be second to last in the line.

He almost couldn't believe Grimmjow, but he knew hit too well not to. He was being guilty and defensive, Ichigo knew that, but it was still no reason on hell or earth for the asshole to talk to him that way or treat him like that. He certainly hadn't done one thing wrong. It was finally coming to what he hoped it never would. Who did Grimmjow love more? Him or Shiro?

Grimmjow cursed as he snapped his cell back onto his hip. Starrk's bullshit wasn't helping one bit. He didn't need any of this shit. He came to this place to get away from all of that, but he guessed it only made sense that it would follow when he drug it around behind him to his safe place. He hadn't meant to say all of that shit to Ichi, but he was feeling all kinds of ways and he was terrified of losing Ichigo. He didn't want to have to choose, but if Ichigo really pushed it….he wouldn't be able to walk away from his berry. The boss would be a great father figure for Shi and Grimmjow had given him enough of his attention. He'd raised him into a decent person and he didn't really need Grimmjow anymore. Grimmjow needed Ichigo and he wouldn't let him get away. Not for anyone.

A/N: NEXT CHAP, STARRK WILL GET AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR. GRIMMJOW WILL CONFRONT SHIRO. AND ECT.
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