Laid on the floor, Grimmjow was left limp and bleeding from his fight with Ichigo. He was defeated. A first. He was even spared by his enemy, Ichigo denying the continuation of their battle to save Grimmjow made him chuckle bitterly. And if it wasn't for Ninoitora attempting to finish him off he wouldn't be here.. like a.. weakling.

"Shithead.." He grumbled

He grunted, his wounds becoming more hard to ignore by the second, closing his eyes he let out a sigh, beginning to succumb to the pain.

A sudden shadow blocking the light on his face made his eye shoot open, instantly widening at who they landed on standing over him.

He.. knew you..

"Haa.. what are you doing here?"