Hi everyone!
This is my first grimmichi fanfic and I'm really excited by it. I've had this idea for quite some time now and I really hope that you will like it cause I have put a lot of time on this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach or any of the songs that may occur in this story. The title of their first album,wonderchild, is taken from christian waltz single (and I do recommend that you listen to it :3)
I hope that you'll like it, please enjoy!
"Frozen Lake, the band that has taken the world by storm"
"Frozen Lake's first album, Wonderchild has hit the new record!"
"New toplisters, Frozen Lake with their first album Wonderchild"
Looking at the three magazines Renji had thrown at him, when he had entered the studio, he couldn't stop the smile that creaped up on his face. Not even in his wildest fantasies would he have imagined that his band, of all the bands existing, would be the band most talked about. They had released their first album only a week earlier and now they had already topped all the list's. He, Kurosaki Ichigo, had finally found his way in the world, though still knowing the walk would be long before reaching his goal.
"Can you fucking believe this Ichi?" The taller redhead laughed "That's us Ichi, we've fucking done it!"
Ichigo didn't get the chance to open his mouth before Renji had captured him in his arms, lifting him off the the ground in the process.
"I wonder if Kensei and Ginjou recieved the same treatment when they arrived this morning." Ichigo laughed.
"Of course they didn't, they're not you. I won't ever treat anyone the way I treat you. You know, I would turn gay for you." He said as he put Ichigo down, though still keeping his tattoed arms wrapped around the shorter males waist. Most people would probably feel uncomfortable hearing something like that from their best friend, but as for Ichigo it didn't affect him at all.
Ichigo had known Renji for the most part of his life. Ichigo was sent to the orphanage when he was five. He was small for his age and had always lived a protected and isolated life, the new environment was so strange to him, it scared him. He didn't want to be with the other kids, he always kept to himself. When the other kids realised how easily he cried they took it to their advantage. Bullying the weakest was always fun to them. No matter how often he tried to avoid the bullies, there was always one certain readheaded bully who never seemed to give up, Renji.
Renji was probably the worst of them all, he was also one of the few kids who liked to use violence and as a victim Ichigo often ended up with a few bruises. One night, though, everything changed. Ichigo had been having trouble falling asleep ever since his mother died. He'd always curled up in his small bed, staring out into the darkness of the night, letting the silence lull him to sleep. But one night Ichigo just couldn't find the silence, the usual silence was filled with quiet whimpers and sobs, coming from the room next to his. Even though Ichigo knew who the room belonged to, he simply couldn't stop his curiosity. He quietly sneaked out of his room, out to the long, wide corridor. He remember pressing his ear against Renji's door only to make sure that the sobs came from that room. He was right, as strange as it was, Renji was crying. Without even thinking Ichigo slid the door open. When the other boy had realised that he wasn't alone anymore he had yelled and threatened to beat, whomever was there, up if they didn't leave. But Ichigo didn't listen. Instead he climbed up in to Renji's bed, lifting the covers and snuggled closely to the older boy, wrapping his short chubby arms around Renji's neck, wanting so badly to comfort the older boy. What Ichigo said that night is something his friend would never forget.
"It is okay to be scared you know, I'm scared too."
From that moment, when Renji had wrapped his arms around the small body, cuddling up to him, that was the moment the two boys became best friends. Their relationship had developed so much over the years, both of them trusting each other to no end. They practically shared and told each everything. Everything except the fact that Ichigo refused to talk about his past, his background with anyone. Why? Renji had no clue, he really wanted to know but since Ichigo claimed that he didn't have any memories of his life before coming to the orphanage. But it was obvious that it was pure bullshit. Renji had decided to not push it. He figured that Ichigo would talk about it when he was ready. Except for that, they almost shared everything with one another. Renji had also been the one to take Ichigo's virginity. Renji wasn't gay, he had never felt any kind of attraction towards any kind of man, only woman... Ichigo though... were indeed special. Ever since their first time Renji had known that he indeed was very attracted to Ichigo, his slender but still muscular body, his wild yet soft orange hair and warm copper eyes, those pure soft lips. Even the freckles running across the bridge of his nose was, according to Renji, sexy as fuck. If Renji would describe Ichigo with one word, it wouldn't be handsome. Beautiful would be the perfect word, not a femenine kind of beauty though, cause one wouldn't have to look twice to know that Ichigo wasn't a woman and, according to Renji, Ichigo's beauty was so far the best he'd seen, totally incomparable.
Renji smirked at his best friend as he put his arm around Ichigo's shoulders, leading him out to the next room where Kensei and Ginjou already sat. Ginjou sat, strumming Ichigo's acoustic guitar, while looking rather bored. Kensei on the other hand, looked unusually concentrated as he scrolled through his phone.
"Hey guys."
They both looked up from what ever they were doing at the sound of Ichigo's voice. "Hey man." Ginjou voiced, putting the guitar back in it's case. Kensei gave the shorter male a quick nod before continuing reading whatever it was that had caught his interest on his phone.
Ichigo slumped down on the couch next to the black haired bassist, placing his legs up on the coffee table in front of him "What's up?"
"Urahara's late again." Kensei mumbled, still not showing any kind of physical interest for his friends conversation.
"Again?" He crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back on to the sofa.
"Yeah." Ginjou said. "Not that you have any right to complain though, you were over 30 minutes late ya know."
"I know, sorry. Didn't get much sleep last night."
The tone in Ichigo's voice made it clear for his bandmates why he lacked of sleep.
"Nightmares?"
"Yeah."
The poor teen felt exhausted if he could he probably would've stayed in bed all day but since he had to meet the guys at the studio he had no other choice but to get up, preparing for a long day of work.
Ginjou looked at the orange haired teen, secretly feeling bad for him. The fact that Ichigo often had nightmares wasn't anything new. In fact, Ichigo had been haunted by nightmares ever since they were kids. Ginjou recalled his first night at the orphanage. He had been told that his room wasn't ready for him to move in to yet so he had to share room with another kid for the time being. It's kinda funny how that kid happened to be Ichigo. The small boy had looked nervous, one could go as far as to say even scared when he had seen Ginjou in his room that night. The kid had been very shy, it's almost unbelievable to see such a shy and innocent kid grow into the hot tempered teen he now are. His first night at the orphanage hadn't been peaceful, he had hardly gotten any sleep. After an hour or so he had woken up by the sound of someone's sobs. The smaller boy was tossing and turning in his bed as if his life depended on it. The boy had then jolted awake with a cry. He mustn't have noticed that Ginjou was awake as well, cause when the boy had climbed out of bed and headed for the door, he almost jumped out of his skin to see Ginjou's questioning stare resting on him. Ginjou had no idea where the orange head had planned to go in the middle of the night,but where ever he had planned he must have changed his mind cause all of a sudden the boy was cuddled up next to Ginjou in his bed. Of course it had taken the black haired boy by surprise but he just couldn't bring himself to kick the smaller boy out of bed. Instead he sat awake for a while, just studying the other boy, eventually he had fallen asleep. The next morning he woke by the feeling of being watched. The first thing he saw as he opened his eyes were a furious looking red head with high ponytail glaring daggers at him. The red head snatched the smaller boy out of Ginjou's arms and out of bed. It didn't take long for Ginjou to figure out that Ichigo had probably planned to go to the red head's room during the night. The next day Ichigo hadn't been shy around him anymore and it didn't take long before they considered each other friends.
"But I'm fine. They weren't that bad this time." That line wasn't anything new. Ichigo had always had a tendency to make his problems smaller than they truly were in order to not worry anyone. Maybe it was for good intentions but with time it became harder and harder to watch. No matter how many times his bandmates had tried to talk about it with him, Ichigo would either just ignore it or he'd get pissed and ending up slamming a door in their faces.
"Whatever you say man." Ginjou sighed. He really didn't like the idea of ignoring the problem, but what else could he do? Ichigo was more stubborn than he looked, it's practically impossible to ever win an argument against him.
Ichigo nodded before turning his attention to Kensei who still had his eyes glued to the phone in his hand.
"What are you doing? It's rare to see you focused on something for more than 2 minutes." Ichigo grinned as he received the middle finger from the silver haired man.
"Shuuhei sent me a link, telling me to check it out"
Ichigo smiled at the mention of Shuuhei. The Raven was Kensei's younger brother and also one of Ichigo's closest friends. When Ichigo first came to the orphanage there was one boy who constantly tried to become friends with him even though Ichigo ignored him. That annoying kid happened to be Shuuhei. No matter how many times Ichigo ignored him and rejected him. The raven was always back the next day. After Ichigo had become friends with Renji everything changed. Ichigo didn't wish to be alone anymore, he wanted friends, he wanted a new family. After a lot of hesitation, Ichigo had been the one to finally approach Shuuhei. It didn't take long for Ichigo to get out of his shell. He even became Shuuhei's partner in crime, often ending up getting scolded by Kensei. Even though Kensei often scolded the two younger boys, he was also very protective, caring for Ichigo as if the orange head had been his own flesh and blood.
"Yeah? What is it?" Ichigo moved to lean over Kensei's shoulder.
"Some magazine has made an article about other celebrities opinions of our band." He said handing Ichigo the phone. "Mostly it's good stuff."
"Mostly?" Renji asked snatching the phone out of the orange head's hands and started to read through the article. "Fucking jealous son of a bitch." He cursed under his breath.
"What?"
"There is this guy who claims that a band like ours won't last for long." He snorted.
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "What else does he say?"
Renji and Kensei flashed a glance between each other, an easy way for them to communicate without using words. Ichigo had seen it many times and therefore knew that Renji's next words would be pure bullshit.
"Nothing really, that was pretty much it."
Ichigo didn't even bother getting angry or snap at them for trying to keep things away from him. He knew that it wouldn't get him anywhere. He took the phone from Renji as he, himself, started to read from the screen.
"A band like Frozen Lake won't be staying on the surface for long. They had a fast start and will also have a fast end. Sucks for them, but what the hell. The one who writes their music can't be after a long career, especially with those kind of lyrics. Not to mention that they probably should look for a new singer, the kid should stay in the playground with the rest of the kids. It's not hard to tell that he has no idea of what he's doing."
The sound of cracking plastic gave the signal to Kensei to quickly, yet carfully take his phone out of Ichigo's clenched hand. Otherwise he would have to go phone shopping. The orange headed singer looked pissed, no beyond pissed, he looked furious. He asked Kensei to scroll up only to find a photo with the assholes name. Grimmjow Jeagerjaques. The guy had blue hair and weird but definitely sexy tattoos under his crystal blue eyes. He looked good, like really, really good and it definitely pissed him off. Not to mention his oh-so tanned and muscular body. The guy could probably identify perfection if he hadn't had such a shitty mouth.
"Fucking asshole. Who is this guy anyway?" Ichigo huffed, not succeeding on keeping his anger to himself.
The room became almost painfully quiet. All the three older men staring at the singer as if he had just committed to a crime. Ginjou being the first one to break the silence.
"Ya can't be serious Ichi. You have to know who this guy is."
Ichigo's confused gaze really surprised him. "Ichi, everybody knows who Grimmjow Jeagerjaques is"
"Well apparently not, since I'm asking." The younger of the four men said, looking almost embarrassed.
"Grimmjow Jeagerjaques is the singer of the Espadas, they held the record of most selling albums under just one week." Ginjou explained. "Well that was until we kinda stole that title." A cocky smirk plastered on his face.
"See, the guy was probably just talking out of jealousy." Kensei said, crossing his arms over his board chest.
"It's easy for you to say, it's not like he made fun of any of you. He practically said that I should go back to kindergarten." He frowned.
"Hey, making fun of you does involve us too y'know." Renji said, wrapping a arm around Ichigo's shoulders. "We seriously wouldn't have known a shit about music if it hadn't been for you."
Renji were indeed right, none of them had been interested in music until Ichigo one day had received a drum set. All of them had been shocked, not only because they didn't know who had sent it, but also because Ichigo played like a pro the moment he first tried them out. Not even a week later the same anonymous person sent Ichigo a bass. And just like that the music equipment kept coming every week. The last instrument came on Ichigo's eleventh birthday, it was a violin. When Ichigo first opened the package the small boy had looked shocked, he had started crying leaving everybody in confusion. The small orange head had locked himself up in his room for 4 days with the violin, refusing to speak or open the door for anyone. Lucky enough for him he had a bathroom connected to his bedroom so he could at least drink water and go to the bathroom if he needed to. When Ichigo finally decided to leave the room he had shocked his friends by saying. "Hey, let's start a band".
Seeing how Ichigo enjoyed the music, the tree of them agreed to it. Ichigo was the one who taugh them how to play. Kensei learned how to play drums, Ginjou the bass, Renji decided he wanted to play electric guitar and Ichigo kept to his violin. The fact that Ichigo knew so much about music was one of the few things they knew about his past. Ichigo must have learned it before ending up at the orphanage.
"Come on, stop moping. If we ever meet the guy we'll make sure to kick his ass." Kensei said, ruffling Ichigo's hair.
"I'm not moping."
"Yeah... sure you're not." Ginjou teased
"Shut up." Ichigo shoved his chest hard yet playfully.
Ginjou laughed as he captured the younger male in a headlock, ruffling his orange hair. Ichigo laughed as he struggled to get out of the older man's grip, not even aware of the extra pair of eyes studying them. It wasn't until the clearing of a throat was heard that Ginjou finally loosened his hold of the orange head.
Urahara stood leaning against the doorframe, wearing his usual goofy grin.
"Good morning kids, missed me much?"
"Kids?" Renji smirked. "I only see one kid here, right kid?" Renji said as he put his hand on Ichigo's shoulder. The insult earned him a punch to the chest from the orange head, which he returned with a barked out laugh.
"How come that you're always late?" Ichigo asked.
"I just had some business to take care of." The answer wasn't anything new. The manager always answered the same thing every time he had been asked. "Since it's already getting late I'd prefer that we start working, but first I need my morning coffee." The blonde said before once again disappearing out of their sight, leaving the four bandmates once again alone.
"Oh I almost forgot to tell you. We're going out to celebrate tonight." Kensei said.
"Where are we going?"
"It's a VIP club only for celebrities. I think you must have heard about it. It's called Plaza"
Ichigo had indeed heard about the place and therefore he knew that he didn't want to go. "You know how I feel about crowded places like that." Ichigo had never taken heavy populated masses of people to good. He found it too imprisoning.
"Come on Ichi, we're going out to celebrate. We don't do it that often and if it makes you feel better I'll promise that I stay by your side the entire night." Renji said his voice oozed with sweetness.
The thought of having Renji close by had made the younger male feel better about the situation, at least he would have someone to lean back on if he needed to.
"Fine, I'll go. But if you leave my side, I swear that I'll kick your ass."
What do you think? Do you like it? (I hope you do)
Thank you for reading, see you soon!
