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“Come on, Ichigo!”
The shout came bright and breathless, high with excitement as Grimmjow tore across the yard, sneakers slapping against uneven grass. He nearly tripped over his own feet in his hurry, clutching something tight against his chest like it was treasure.
He skidded to a stop and turned, grinning so wide it showed every single tooth he had.
His eyes were impossibly blue in the afternoon sun, bright and clear like the sky overhead. A streak of dirt smudged his cheek from where he’d fallen earlier, but he didn’t seem to care. He never cared about that sort of thing.
Behind him, Ichigo jogged to keep up.
“I’m coming, Grimm!”
He was laughing already, even though he didn’t know what was happening yet. His orange hair caught the sunlight and flared warm and bright, almost glowing. When he smiled, his eyes softened into something golden-brown and kind, freckles dusted faintly across his nose like someone had tapped them there with paint.
Grimmjow bounced on his heels. “Look!”
He thrust the object forward dramatically.
It was a football.