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Amnesia (1/2)

Anime: Bleach Pairing: Grimmjow Jaegerjaques x reader Rating: M (For swearing and brief mentions of sex.) A/N: This is Extremely late. But it’s the story I promised @oi-taigaaaaa for Christmas!! In exchange, she owes me a drawing LOL. This can also be found on my AO3 AND is SLIGHT AU. Hope you all like it! _____________

Her back rests against the mattress, eyes closed as she fights to catch her breath. A hand drapes over her face, the other dangling off the edge of the bed, too tired to change out of her clothing... Training was exhausting and tense as usual. Harribel always has a way of making it worth more than _____ can give. But she grows stronger with every session, and soon she'll be able to fight alongside her master.

Instead of watching his back.

____ tries to rid the anxious feeling from her body, but her mind keeps replaying moments... To when Grimmjow returned the first time... Her fellow comrades dead and no longer amongst the living.. She was upset they lost to those shinigami... but what hurt her more was seeing Grimmjow with no arm... and feeling guilty she couldn't bring it back... He only scowled at her, shaking his head at her words, before pushing her onto his bed, ridding her of those negative thoughts with his warmth, scent and taste.

Their bodies were a tangle of limbs by the end of it, and he'd made it a point to never speak of his lack of limb ever again. Not because he was ashamed to have one arm; but because he knew she would continue to feel guilty for not defending him. If she had tried, she would've died, and no way would Grimmjow ever let ____ be punished for his actions. That's why he left her behind.

She feels him enter before she can sit up, and he's immediately swooping down to pick her up with both arms... Wait... She blinks back the sleep several times, trying to wrap her mind around what's happening... Not only is he carrying her, he's running. Both his arms are around her waist, and she has to wrap her arms around his neck to keep from falling down. When she finally understands what's going on, they're in another world entirely, and _____ can only guess this is the World of the Living...

"G....Grimmjow-sama...."

"Run... Run away, _____."

She turns to look at him, seeing his back turned to her, and a garganta is open. The dread begins to crawl up her spine, and before she realizes what she's doing, she already has her arms wrapped around his waist, face buried in his jacket.

"NO! I... I won't leave Grimmjow-sama!!"

His feet halt their movement, and his eyes narrow, teeth baring at the tone in her voice... _____ always listened to him, no matter the situation... And yet, the one time he's doing something for her, she chooses to defy him?? The portal closes, and he whirls around, forcing her against the tree, pinning her arms above her head as he glares down at her.

"You dare to defy me, ______? After everything I've done for you....?" he mutters darkly, mouth moving to bite her neck. She lets out a whimper, wriggling in his grasp, but he tightens his hold, moving his lips to her throat. "You're playing with fire, girl..." he rumbles, licking her skin as his grip turns to bruising...

She lets out a whimper, but shakes away the haze from her mind, staring down at him. "I.... I don't care..." she mutters, catching his gaze with her own, stubborn and resilient. "From the day we met... I swore I'd fight for and protect Grimmjow-sama..." she states, watching him start to stand up straight... "If I run away now, when we're preparing for war, I'm not worthy of calling you my master."

His cold gaze begins to soften just a little, and he loosens his grip on her wrists, before tugging her into a bruising kiss. He swoops down to pick her up, holding her against the tree as he dominates her mouth, plunging his tongue into her cavern. He lets her hands delve into his hair, crushing him to her as she reciprocates the passion he gives her, no matter how rough he is. It makes him feel a twinge of guilt when he pulls away, staring into her eyes with a look he's never shared with anyone... It causes her to gasp, but the sudden pain to her neck envelops her, and she collapses onto his chest, her zanpakutou falling off her hip. He catches it before it hits the grass, adjusting her on his hip as he begins walking, only to be stopped by a blonde.

"Perhaps I can be of assistance, Arrcancar-san!"

His eyes narrow, and Grimmjow lets out a 'tch', pushing his way through. Though the next words catch him by surprise.

"I know you want to protect her from Aizen, Grimmjow-san... My question to you... Who do you think is going to protect her?"

He turns his head, assessing the male with teal hues... In the back of his mind, Grimmjow doesn't trust anyone but himself to protect and care for _____. But this is a war; and as much training as _____ has done, he knows she'll never be prepared for the real thing... That, and with her healing abilities, he doesn't want Aizen to ever find out... She's his, and always will be his.. He won't give her up for anyone or anything...

But this man is right... He's in the world of the Living.. and no way in Hell would he ask Kurosaki to protect the person he values most. He doesn't sense the bastard around anyway, and his only guess is he's already on his way to save that Orihime chick from Aizen... Tch... What a moron, rushing into hell to save the princess...

The snap of a finger causes him to snap out of his thoughts, and his eyes narrow; "What makes you think you can protect her, if I can't?"

Urahara tips his hat, casting him a smile; "Grimmjow-san... You really underestimate my abilities... I'm hurt.." though when the blunette glares, he lets out a sigh, shaking his head, "It's simple... I'll make her a gigai that conceals her reiatsu... Only I will know where she is the whole time... And I'll take full responsibility should anything happen to her."

In the back of his head, Pantera is crying and growling at him not to let ____ go... But he also knows he can't guarantee her safety if anything happens... He wants to fight Kurosaki to the death, and he can't do that if he's watching over her... He remains still for a few more minutes, debating his options, before he growls darkly, walking over to the blonde and carefully places her in his arms.

"I'll come to collect her when the war is finished... And if she's not in one piece, you'll be sent to Hell."

He hears the light chuckle as he walks through the garganta, eyes narrowed in annoyance.

"I'd like to see you try, Grimmjow-san."

_____________

18 Months later

He hates wearing gigais.

They're constricting; preventing him from fighting at full strength. Pathetic, because humans can see him, and he'd rather scare them to death with a howl of maniacal laughter as a hollow. But he's returned for his princess, and he won't let her leave his side again... Or that was the initial plan...

When he finds _____ once again, she's cornered in a back alley, surrounded by three men... In the back of his mind, Grimmjow wonders why she hasn't kicked his ass yet.. He knows her well enough.. She would never let this stand... But his mind then wanders to her gigai, and he remembered the damn shinigami say the gigai would conceal her reiatsu... There was a chance it was absorbing it too, making her as weak as an ordinary human... He waits a few moments longer, just to see if she'll even attempt to fight for herself.

But the leader grabs her wrist, and he sees red. Without warning, he charges at the guy, sending him flying into the second goon. And when he casts a glare at the third man, he cowers and runs away, leaving the other two behind like garbage scattered on the ground... Tch... Are all humans this pathetic and wimpy? He shakes his head, turning his attention to the girl glued to the wall. Her eyes were wide, remaining on him as he stands up straight. He follows her eyes until they meet each other, and he rests a hand on the wall behind her, pinning her between it and his leg.

"We meet again, Princess..."

His free hand cups her cheek, now burning under his touch, and intense stare, and god.. He just wants to devour her senseless.. It's been far too long since he's been beside her.... He should've sensed something was off; considering she didn't call his name once... She just stood there, watching his actions, and it's when he leans in to kiss her, to taint her, claim her at his once more, does she speak those three words;

"Who are you?"

In the back of her mind, _____ knew she could take those three men in the alleyway... But ever since the Winter War, she could feel her powers start to stabilize... Some days, she'd have a surge of energy, and she'd be in the basement of Urahara's shop, training with either Orihime or Yoruichi, whoever was available... Other times, she'd go for a long run, until her lungs ached and her vision was blurry. It was during those times, when she'd return from the long workout, would she collapse on her bed at the shop, and start to dream of blue and white.

Sometimes they were short, brief moments... Other times, they would be long, comforting dreams.. She'd always wake up in a sweat, but full of warmth. She couldn't think of words to describe it... She knew there was someone with her in those dreams, protective and big... His arms would hold her as if she's the most treasured person in the world. And she would reciprocate those actions, swear to herself she'd always be loyal to him and him alone...

But as soon as she'd look up, she could never decipher their face. Icy blue continues to haunt her...

She's brought back to the present, though her eyes are on the concrete beneath her. And it dawns on ____... She's being carried by the man who rescued her... Her cheeks begin to flare, upon realizing his hand is resting on her butt, and she can't find the words to stay.. Instead, she clings to his jacket, trying not to stammer... S..She feels so vulnerable, and yet, a part of her feels safe... Like she knows this man...

But why isn't his name coming to mind??

She realizes when he stops, they're at Urahara's... Part of her wonders how he knew she was staying here... But part of her was scared to voice her opinion... Instead, she feels him charge into the house, and without warning, he drops her in front of Urahara, who stares up at him with wide eyes...

"What the FUCK did you do to _______???"

He can't fucking believe it.

Kurosaki... That fucking bastard... It's HIS fault ____ doesn't know who he is!!

How is that stupid child Shinigami always the main thorn in his side??? More importantly, why did it bother him she chose to defend him?

xxx

"Ah! If it isn't our good pal, Grimmjow-kun!! I'm glad to see you're still alive!"

He growls, kicking the table. "CUT THE CRAP, Old man! You told me you'd take care of ____ and make sure she's safe!! So why the fuck can't she remember me?"

The words startle Urahara, who looks down at the table with a frown... Yoruichi also looked at the dismantled table, while Tessai took care of the tiny injury ____ endured when Grimmjow dropped her on the floor...

"Perhaps you hit her too hard before you dropped her in my care, Grimmjow-kun... Did you ever think of that as a possibility?"

His temper flared, and the glare grew deeper as he looked down at the blonde... Oh he's lucky he's in this shitty gigai right now... Otherwise there'd be hell to pay...

"Kisuke... That's enough joking around.." Yoruichi hissed, looking at the bluenette with golden hues, "Right after the war, Ichigo lost his Shinigami powers, and became an ordinary human... Not long after, a man named Tsukishima and Ginjou appeared, and taught him how to use a new type of power... It's also known as the "Fullbringer." Long story short, they backstabbed Ichigo and turned his friends against him, erasing any recollection of his presence..."

She stops, assessing the bluenette's expression... Confusion, anger, annoyance... as if wondering what it had to do with him... "They also went after _____... And took her memories too... But somehow... When they erased her memories of Ichigo..." she pauses, trying to put it into words, "They somehow erased her memories of you. Though when her memories of Ichigo came back, the ones she had of you didn't... and we're still trying to figure out why."

She frowns when he suddenly turns around, punching a hole in the wall.

"So you're saying this is all Kurosaki's fault?!"

"It's NOT Ichigo's fault!!" She hisses, standing up and glaring at him. ____ is so frustrated with this stranger's attitude, she misses the complete look of betrayal and shock hidden behind teal hues. "He protected me! He beat Ginjou for me! Yeah, maybe if I hadn't met Ichigo, this wouldn't have happened! But it did! It's not as if you were there when it happened! So stop blaming him!"

She runs to her room, slamming the door shut, unaware of the inner turmoil within the blue-haired arrancar.

xxx

Before he's aware of his actions, his hand is smacked against the tree, blood seeping from his wound... Damn this shitty Gigai! He can't destroy anything properly! Instead, he shakes his head, leaning against the tree as he slides to the ground. His eyes close for a few moments, taking in the fresh air... It makes him sick, how beautiful and fresh everything is... But nothing would compare to her... And right now, she wants nothing to do with him...

Because she doesn't know who he is.

He pinches the bridge of his nose, silently wishing he was able to kill something... ANYTHING... What hurts him most, was how she had the nerve to say he's never protected her... Better yet, he wasn't there to protect her... And had he known this was how things would be after the war, he would've taken his chances to keep her at his side and protect her himself...

He would've preferred her to die with him, than to forget who he is. And if Grimmjow had a heart, it would be shattered into a million pieces.

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