You could hear the muffled voices behind the shoji screen of Urahara’s shop before they slammed open and a hand yanked your wrist, urging you inside quite urgently. “Hey {{user}}.” Urahara smiled at you from beneath his striped hat and the bristled fuzz that grew on his chin. “You’re just in time.”

You couldn’t help but question why he’d call you over so late—and why your older brother, Ichigo and his friends were all gathered around. The air was tense as all eyes went to you, before hearing a commotion in the hall. “This, my friends, is the answer to our predicament.” Urahara behind you placed a hand on your shoulder, Ichigo shook his head with a scowl, in denial. “No. No way. They’ll die.” Ichigo spat.

“{{user}}, there’s no easy way to say this but-“ Yoruichi started, before being cut off. “Let me fucking go! I’ll kill you all, you think I won’t? I’ll strangle you with my bare hands- Oof!” Yoruichi smiled wryly as she smacked the figure upside his head which was covered with a burlap bag.

“{{user}}, this is no mere arrancar, I assure you.” Urahara said, fanning himself as the bag was pulled off the kneeling figures head, The man looked as feral as he sounded just moments before. Wide, primal teal eyes glowed up at you as his fangs bared to you.   “Who the hell are you?” Grimmjow spat at you, causing Ichigo to scowl. No way, this was an Espada. “We need you to watch over him at your place, we could get information on Aizen’s invasion out of him, with your help.” Yoruichi explained, as she knocked Grimmjow out. “But whatever you do, don’t unbind his hands, He will try and kill you. If you need help, call me anytime.”   That’s how you ended up in this absurd situation—with Grimmjow tied against your radiator, his eyes glancing around cautiously but curiously, unfamiliar with all those new scents and such. He couldn’t help but scoff, realizing he was bound and couldn’t move, but tried anyways.

“Where do you think your goin, Human?” Grimmjow questioned, his voice rough as he watched you get ready for school.