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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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Chapter List
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A/N: Alright. Some want a threesome and some don't, so what I'm going to do is write a series of three one-shots that take place in the world of Bones of the Dead and will have GrimmIchiShiro. The main story will go on as just GrimmIchi, but will have some small hints and insinuations of a triple pairing so those who want to read the one-shots can incorporate them into the main story without much trouble. That way, everyone is happy, right?
Bending Bone
Grimmjow picked up his speed into a full run as soon as the storage room door was within his sight. He pushed the door open in his hurry to see Shiro again. He frowned as there was a bit of weight against the door when he'd pushed on it. Was someone dead?
"Shi?" He called as he walked further into the room. Red and Shuuhei were staring wide eyed at something on the floor.
"I'm here asshole." Shiro grunted. Grimmjow looked down as well and saw him laid out on the bloody floor. He put down his shotgun, grabbed his baby brother under his armpits and lifted him into a standing position. Blood was soaking into the tight white denim across his ass and legs. Grimmjow tried to wipe it off with his hand, but only made the stain worse. He knew that in his mind, but he always had this irrational urge to make sure Shiro was always clean, especially of blood. He wrapped his arms around the lithe and pale white teenager and buried his nose in his hair.
"What were ya doin' down there, Shi?" He murmured to his little brother. A sharp pain spread throughout his throat and Grimmjow pulled away harshly and held the pale teen away at arms-length. He took one hand and rubbed it over his throat, Shiro had bitten him over his Adams apple. Hard. Those golden eyes were glaring at him and the blue haired man was immediately thinking of ways to fix it.
"I was down there because ya pushed me on da floor. I was hopin' at least my pants would be safe, but not from you."
Grimmjow wrapped his arms back around his little brother and held him tight.
"Awww, come on Shi, we'll just steal you some more."
"I got these off the internet."
Grimmjow pulled away and kissed Shiro on the nose.
"Well, I'm sorry, baby. I'll let you have the Mayhem in exchange. Okay?"
Shiro crossed his arms over the tight, low V-neck, high collared shirt he was wearing. His golden eyes were filled with triumph.
"Kay."

They'd gotten out of the mall surprisingly easily. Ichigo had said that the most of the creatures had probably moved on to infect and eat the rest of the town and city. Shuuhei and Red had to stuff themselves in the back of the Lexus with the boxes the berry had put back there earlier. Ichigo was in the passenger seat and the two brothers were standing by the open trunk of the car.
"Take off those clothes, Shi." Grimmjow commanded as he wet a wash cloth with a bottle of water. Grimmjow had already cleaned off his chest and arms and had changed into a black long sleeved shirt under his light body armor vest. Shiro stared a moment in disbelief, but did as he was told when Grimmjow stared back at him with serious eyes.
"What if someone sees me?" He asked as he toed off his shoes and socks, and then started unbuttoning his jeans. Blue eyes darted around, taking everything in that was in the surrounding area. They'd drove off and parked a few miles away in a part of town the creatures had already run through.
"There's no one here and if someone does get a look, I'll just kill them." He replied. "Hurry it up."
Soon, Shiro's white skin was bare for all who cared to look but Grimmjow made sure once again that he was the only one looking. Shiro's skin was smooth and white. Most would think having skin like that would make someone look sickly, but his little brothers skin glowed almost like he was phosphorescent. His hair was cut in a sort of mullet style. The top was relatively short and spiky and a blinding white, while the rest was knee length and dyed a rich blue-black color. Grimmjow took the wet cloth a rubbed it gently but quickly over his little brothers skin.
There weren't many scars and those that were on his little brothers skin were nothing more than thin and pale silvery lines. Grimmjow had made sure that every single one had healed properly. He was wiping over hips and trimmed pubic hair when he found an unpleasant surprise. He glanced up at Shiro, who was looking around and keeping watch. Grimmjow yanked on his cock to get him to look down at him. Shiro glanced down, eyes wide.
"When did you get this done?" Grimmjow's voice was stern and expecting an answer. Red was spreading over Shiro's white face. The issue was that there was an apradavya piercing through the head of his baby brother's cock. It was a straight and silver barbell with ruby eyed skulls on each end. He shook it around, not really paying attention to how close it was to his face, and pointing the tip up as if Shiro hadn't already seen the piercing himself. "Care to tell me what this is?"
Shiro was still blushing at the casual way his older brother was handling his personal parts. You'd think he was still a baby. He pulled it gently out of Grimmjow's callused and leather bound grip before little Shiro decided to get hard.
"I got it six months ago. Grampa Hat and Clogs said that it was a wonderful way ta express myself."
"That perverted bastard would say something like that." Grimmjow growled as he stood and rinsed off Shiro's skin with another bottle of water. He used the rest of the bottle of water to rinse the black part of Shiro's hair and then he unzipped a bag that was in the trunk, taking clothes out and handing them to his brother. Black spandex pants, soft leather shorts, a skin tight long sleeve shirt, an anti-stab vest, a bulletproof ballistics helmet, and knee high leather boots with silver buckles. There was also a thigh holster and knife sheath with the knife already in it. Shiro dressed quickly but refrained from putting on his helmet just yet. Grimmjow was still digging in the bag, searching for something.
"I had some knee-guards too." He mumbled. "They're in here somewhere."
Shiro threw his bloody clothes onto the ground and started digging a small hole with the small shovel he'd gotten out of the trunk. He kicked his clothes into the hole and then covered it with the displaced dirt. He threw the shovel back in the trunk and turned his back to Grimmjow.
"Braid my hair for me, Grimm. Ya can find those knee-guards later. I don't wanna wear 'em anyway and ya still gotta give me da Mayhem."
Grimmjow sighed, grabbed the mentioned gun out of his suitcase, closed the trunk, holstered the gun on Shiro's thigh, and began braiding the black part of the pale teenager's hair. He tied off the end of the black braid with a piece of black cord and kissed the back of Shiro's neck. He held him from behind a moment and then let go. They had a ways to go and they still had to switch cars at the parking garage where he kept his BATT-S, which was basically an American SWATT truck but one of the smaller sizes. Until they could get a bigger car, Shiro had to sit with Ichi in the passengers' seat. The blue haired assassin slid into the drivers' seat of the armored Lexus and started the car before driving away to the sound of Shiro eating a box of crackers.

Red fire surrounded the man on all sides. Running over his golden skin and waist-length crimson hair, but no burning or singeing was evident. A red fleshed tail swung lazily behind him as he stared at the vision the mirror showed him. He was a muscular man, tall with broad shoulders. His glaring eyes were entirely black with fury, causing the flames to rise higher and burn hotter. The mirror was showing him the mangled body of his beautiful wife. Most of her flesh had been flayed from her body and she was cut open like a butchered pig. Her blood and insides dripped and slid out of her body and onto the white floor of the room she was in.
"So that is what they did to her." Ventured a voice from behind the crimson-haired man. He turned and laid eyes on his brother in law. Kokuto.
"I did not wish for you to see this or for any of your family to see her like this. I am sorry."
"You have nothing to be sorry for, Void." Kokuto's golden eyes glowed with anger and hatred. "We warned her against speaking with the Humans, but she would not listen. Nothing but the inevitable has happened. Humans are dangerous to the unwary."
Void nodded and glanced back at the image of his mutilated wife. Humans would no longer be a problem. He'd sent his legions to Earth to destroy them all. Once they were wiped out, he would simply expand his territory. It wasn't a fair trade at all for the death of his most beautiful mate, but it was a start. He waved his hand, causing the mirror to go blank before willing the flames to disperse. Kokuto came to stand beside him.
"I want to go—"
"No. I have forbidden it. Let the army take care of it. We'll save the brunt of our anger for Mayuri."
"But—"
"I know, brother, but we'll just have to take that chance and we'll have to hope."
"Hope isn't for our kind." The golden eyed man said bitterly. Void grabbed his chin forcefully and made their eyes meet.
"If one can love, then they can hope."
Kokuto removed his chin from Void's grasp and then kneeled at his feet. Children were rare for their kind and his sister had two, one newly born, when she'd left their home. Lying ripped apart on that no doubt cold metal table, his sister gave no sign of what had happened to the King's young. So they had to hope, because their King willed it so.

The car ride was silent, every one suddenly starting to feel the fatigue that had already settled previously unnoticed into their bodies. Ichigo and Shiro were curled up in their seat like babies in a basket, snoozing away. Renji and Shuuhei took turns dozing and Grimmjow was still wide awake and alert. He was rarely tired because the experiment Urahara had done on him didn't just heal him quickly, but also removed feelings of fatigue. In his line of work, the blue haired man couldn't afford to get tired or lose focus. He still had to sleep though not as much as a normal person.
The garage wasn't far from their current position so they would be there soon and have more room to stretch out. This was a good thing, because the sun was beginning to set and the armored truck would serve as perfect protection for spending the nights in. He wasn't sure what they would do after, but he was sure that Ichigo would want to go out and save people. Grimmjow didn't mind letting strangers fend for themselves, no one had helped them any. Well, Red and Shuuhei had helped, but they had been helping themselves before they'd come across each other. The berry would save the entire world if he could, regardless of the fact that he had no food or housing for them. Still, he'd have to appease the orange haired teen. He'd save some people, but he'd limit it to three. Any more than that and he wasn't having it.
He glanced over at the two bodies in the passengers' seat and was slightly surprised to see two golden rings of light focused on him. Shiro's eyes had always glowed in darkness. He'd never known why and hadn't been curious enough to let the boss look his baby brother over. Baby brother. Grimmjow shook his head slightly. Shiro wasn't so little anymore if the piercing in his cock was anything to go by. Why would he even want a piercing like that? Okay, the piercing had its merits and he could admit that he'd thought about getting one himself once he'd seen it, but Shiro was seventeen. And the piecing had opened a whole hidden box of questions in Grimmjow's head. Was Shiro having sex? Or getting into sexual situations? Had some asshole been kissing and touching his little brothers soft, glowing skin? The thought made him furious and he scowled angrily out of the windshield. Had he been giving Shiro too much freedom? He turned his head again and their eyes met. Who are you?, he asked in his mind as he stared into Shiro's eyes. What do you hide in the secret place in your heart?
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