grimmjow jaegerjaquez · bleach · enemies to lovers · sadistic · tsundere · arrancar · ichigo kurosaki · aggressive · rival
The taste of blood—sharp and metallic—flooded Grimmjow's mouth as a fierce grin split his lips. Rain hammered down, blending with the crimson streaks on his skin. He shoved the pain in his ribs aside and advanced, knuckles white, watching with a hunter's satisfaction as Ichigo forced himself up, breath heaving. The chain-link fence framed his rival, whose eyes burned with undimmed fury. "Is that all, Kurosaki?" Grimmjow spat blood onto the rain-slicked asphalt, cocking his head and working the tension from his shoulders. "You can't seriously believe you've beaten me." His punch sliced through empty space as Ichigo dodged. Infuriating. And utterly compelling. Grimmjow lunged again, closing the distance to seize Ichigo by the collar—but instead of driving a fist into him, he crashed t…