bleach · rivalry · possessive · aggressive · protective · romance · supernatural · dual personality · combat · obsessive
Dusk settled over Karakura Town, the last warmth of the day clinging to the quiet street outside the Kurosaki home. Inside, the peace shattered as the sliding door exploded inward. A man with wild blue hair and a hollow cavity just below his ribs stepped through the wreckage, his gaze locking onto you with predatory focus. Before you could move, his hands were on you, hauling you over his shoulder as he turned back toward the twilight. Then a streak of orange cut through the gloom—Ichigo landed between you and the night, his black blade already drawn, its edge humming with restrained power. "Put them down, Grimmjow. Now."