Sailor M:*Runs at Fifi with chainsaw*
"I NEED TO WRITE SOMETHING OR I WILL DIE."
Fifi: *shrugs.*
Fifi and momo:*LOUD PITTER PATS OF DUMBASSES RUNNING AND SHOUTING."
Sailor M: "Haha… the Espadas are like the lil' popular bitches at our school tbh." *sticks out tongue*
Fifi: *nods vigorously*
Ichigo: "Jeez, start already!"
Grimm: *pokes Ichi* "You seem a bit eager, partner…" *wink*
Ichigo: *Looks away blushing, as he dies in a coughing fit.*
Grimm; "Shit! Ichi, you ok?!"
Ichigo:* Flails arms trying to push Grimm away* "I'm fine! I'm fine! I don't need your help!"
Grimm: *sighs* "You do need my help, and I'm not gonna let you suffer!"
Grimm & Ichi: *LOVE SPARKLES EVERYWHERE*
Fifi: "OMG. We're starting guys!" (つ▀¯▀)つ
Sailor M:"BEHAVE YOURSELVES" *Looks accusingly at Grimm and Ichi* "Or we'll make you two cuddle so hard Grimm'll squeeze the sass outta you."ೖ(⑅σ̑ᴗσ̑)ೖ
Ichi: "..." No. Please no cuddling... Not with him."
Grimm: "I don't mind cuddlin' wit cha, cutie"*smirks* 'he want the D (つヮ°)つ └⋃┘'
Sailor M: "So Grimm is kind of admittedly gay and he's cocky af, and Ichigo is just a little in the closet…"
Ichigo: "Am not!" *hmph*╰༼⇀︿⇀༽つ
Sailor M: "Mmmhmmm-..."
Fifi: *rolls eyes* "Guys we should get to the story you know... And as always; "poopdadoop"=normal speech, and 'everyone here is dumb and should not be taken seriously' or anything italicized= thoughts. Bleach and the characters involved belong to T.K. Boy/boy ahead, so... You know..."
It was a sunny weekend. Not having any classes to attend to, Ichigo walked down the concrete pathway that would eventually lead him to his destination, the pet-store. The only sounds in the fresh morning air were those of his shoes, tapping on the pavement. His light blue shirt brushed against his torso as he walked, tickling at his sides whenever the wind decided to brush past him. He wiped a thin line of sweat from his forehead; the summertime weather could be harsh. He gripped his pockets with his thumbs, letting them rest on the hem of his denim jeans. He was nervous about meeting his new potential friend! As he became increasingly close to his desired building, his walk became faster out of excitement, and a smile formed upon his sun-kissed face.
Soon Ichigo came to the door and he twitched in excitement as his tan palm met the cool silver handle of the door. As his bright brown eyes scanned the room they landed upon a tall attractive male, with vibrant blue hair. Grimmjow… He narrowed his eyes walking towards his friend cautiously. He worked at a pet store? They knew a good deal about each other but Grimmjow's occupation had never come up as a discussion. Ichigo smiled, he felt like working with cute little animals suited Grimmjow, however, it still surprised him. "Oi! Blue haired fellow? Pay attention to your customer, ya?" He said teasingly, leaning forward. Grimmjow tensed, recognizing the sound of the stubborn male's voice. He turned around, dreading the look of victory that was bound to be on the younger man's face.
"Yo, Carrot-Top… What do ya want…? Did I leave the stove on or something?" he said, accusingly.
Ichigo stuck his hand to his heart, "That's not how you should talk to your customers! If you keep that up I might have to write a complaint," Ichigo winked at the taller gentleman. Grimmjow rolled his eyes and swaggered up to the shorter male. He leaned down those few inches to make his height against Ichigo prominent. Now it was Grimmjow smirking and Ichigo scowling up at him.
"Just like you were complainin' when I kicked your ass in gym when we were playin' basketball?" Grimmjow snickered.
"Yeah I was complaining! You fuckin' cheated!" The strawberry retorted. Grimm rolled his eyes once again,
"Really? Cuz accordin' to the coach I didn't do anything but get some net. I think that you're jus being a lil' piss pot cuz you couldn't beat my amazing skills," Ichigo pressed his palm to his forehead as if searching for something. He squinted his amber eyes at the sun, that was shining through one of the many windows, and looking around the shop. Gasping he replied,
"Hmm, can't seem to find any talent in this room! Other than mine of course. But I do find a sense of failure coming from this general direction though…" He motioned around Grimmjow a bit, hoping he'd get the idea. Grimmjow snorted, narrowing his eyes.
"You know you pack a nice punch of insults for someone so small!" He jumped back grinning as Ichigo swiped at his chest, trying to land a hit on him. Ichigo then stood back, crossing his arms at his upper body and glaring at him mockingly.
"Yeah right, ya blue haired dope. I ain't small you're just giant…" He said, a playful spark in the reflection the sun radiated upon his eyes. He blinked a few times and then clapped his hands together, air whooshing out from under his palms. Grimmjow was about to respond when Ichigo leaned in and teased, "Alright Grimmy-Baby, I talked to the manager about this kitten and I'm supposed to meet it today? Know anything about that?" His voice was calm, yet firm. Grimmjow somehow found the young man mature… it was surprising to see him like this, but he enjoyed the momentary silence held between them.
"Oh yeah, Urahara told me about that today. Follow me, Ichigo. Ya know, way to tell me by the way… It's my apartment too… Having to hear it from my boss… tch." He played with the words on his tongue, leaving the cash register to another employee.
They walked to the back where the various animals were playing in their sections, and headed straight for the kittens that were set in between the bunnies and the puppies, who were all along the left wall where the young animals were grouped.
Grimmjow pointed to a spot off to the side of the pen that was containing the energetic kittens, telling Ichigo to stay, before he turned to grab some toys out of a large bin in the middle of the room. Ichigo waited patiently, albeit a bit pissed at being told to stay like he was a disobedient puppy, and when Grimmjow returned it took most of his willpower to try and not trip the blue haired menace and watch him drop the mass of trinkets he filled his arms with. Grimmjow tried opening the pen with not much success. Ichigo observed from the area he was told to wait, silently giggling to himself. Finally after a minute or two had passed the strawberry decided to help the other man out,
"God, you can't even open a simple pen door, and you want me to believe that you beat me in basketball?" Ichi swiftly turned the latch, opening the pen, still chuckling.
Grimmjow merely grunted as he shoved his way past the other and was greeted by enthusiastic high pitched mewls as a swarm of small fur balls of different shapes, colors, and sizes.
Gently putting down the toys to ensure that none of the cats got hurt, he slowly sat down in the middle of the pile of fuzz greeting each and every one of them with just as much enthusiasm. After greeting most of them, he reached over to one of the pen's corner and grabbed a fierce looking kitten. Ichigo noticed that everything about seemed to make it stand apart from the others.
This kitten was almost pure white, with the exception of black that was on the tip of its tail and paws, and it's eyes were a startling gold color surrounded by black, " Hey buddy. How are ya?" Grimm crooned softly. The white and black cat narrowed its beautiful eyes and growled at him, trying to squirm its way out of the blue haired man's large hands, making loud hisses to show its discomfort, "Aw, come on. I know ya don't like bein' held but ya gotta calm down. Don't want to scratch your new owner's pretty face. That'd be a damn shame," Grimm snuck a glance at the slightly blushing strawberry. Smirking, Grimm stood up with the still wriggling kitten and made his way over to Ichigo, who was looking at the bin stuffed with toys trying to hide the tint of pink on his cheeks.
'He's kinda cute like that...' Grimm thought as he reached Ichigo, who finally looked up to find Grimmjow staring at him curiously. Clearing his throat, Ichigo reached his hands out, "So... Do I get to hold the big guy or what?"
Grimm stood there taking the other's words in, "Heh. Well I don't know if you're ready to handle "The Big Guy" yet, but for now I can give ya your kitty," Grimm smirked as he gently put the cat into the berry's arms, watching the realization of what he had said sink in, making the orange haired cutie blush even more, "I, uh. What's, what's his name?" Ichigo managed to sputter out. "I mean, what's the cat's name. Not..." trailing off before he could say anything else embarrassing.
Signature smirk still in place, Grimm stepped closer to the bright red berry to pet the now semi-calm kitten, " His name is Shiro. Hate ta admit it, but he's a tough fighter. He's given me a fair share o' scratches," He looked at Ichigo's face, seeing the happiness in his eyes, "But I'm sure you'll be fine with 'im. And as long as ya take good care of Shiro, I won't have ta kick your ass at school."
"Tch… I'd like to see you try… big guy." He taunted the blue haired misfit in front of him. Shiro squirmed in Ichigo's arms, his golden eyes shining with mischief as he pawed at the neck of Ichigo's shirt, pulling it down his chest. The kitten's nails scraped along Ichigo's skin and he shivered, chuckling and pulling his shirt up so his chest wasn't showing. He wiggled his finger in front of shiro, as the kitten playfully attacked his new toy. Eventually getting sleepy he curled up in the carrot-top's arms, suckling softly on his thumbnail.. The kitten moaned a bit, still not as comfortable as it would like to be, his eyes glassy, and wide.
"Shi-ro-chan!~" Ichigo said in a small voice. He laughed and looked at Grimmjow for a second. His eyes were kind and loving... almost beautiful despite the cold edge they led you to feel. He found himself unable to look away for a while, until Grimm looked directly at him.
"Why stare up here when you can stare down here? I mean, if you're really that eager Ichigo, you can do much more than stare for me though…" Grimmjow winked, looking at the zipper of his pants teasingly. He chuckled as the carrot-top's face lit up in sheer embarrassment. He muffled something so quiet that even Grimmjow couldn't hear, and turned away walking to the cash register.
"Yeah right, if i wanted, I could score a chick hella hotter than you. Like Orihime, have you seen her…?" Ichigo narrowed his eyes at the peeping tom, smiling, Grimm looked a bit surprised, and maybe even a hint of jealousy flared in his eyes, but he quickly retaliated.
"Oh yeah, Ichigo, everyone besides Orihime knows who's team you play on… and I'll give you a hint, it's not hers if you know what i mean." He winked. Ichigo seemed a bit hurt, but more stubborn than hurt. Still in the closet, the little devil was. Ichigo handed him the cash; finally, he had nothing more to say. He simply put his new friend in the small spherical basket he had bought , paid the other employee, and turned around to exit the building with Grimmjow on his tail. After a short walk they had arrived home, or at least to his and Grimmjow's dorm-room. He lifted up the basket to the sun and smiled as Shiro mewed in delight.
"Your new home, Shiro-Kun~"
Suddenly, something latched onto his shoulders surprising him. Ichigo screamed and fell to the ground, landing on his butt. Luckily his pervader had caught the basket, containing the precious new life, before it plummeted to the ground.
"Jeez, watch where ya goin'" he snickered loudly. Ichigo blazed, feeling weak. He leaned on the pavement for a while slowly coughing, his airways feeling tight. His voice wheezed out slowly as he fought his asthma.
"You… hckah…*gasp*…. hkahkahak. Ass… hole…" he said, his voice tight and grainy." Ichigo panted a bit, feeling slightly light headed. He looked at Grimmjow, only to recognize him as a strange pigmented blob. His vision blurred and fogged around the man creating a rainbow-like filter. Quite fitting for the man if you thought about it. Grimmjow walked forward, his movements a bit tense, unlike his usual nonchalant mannerism. Setting down the basket, he looked at Ichigo saying,
"Woah… Ichigo, a-are you going to be alright?" Just before Ichigo fainted to the ground, Grimmjow firmly grasped Ichi's body as he cradled it in his arms, worried with the smaller gentleman's health. The tangerine haired male began to stir from Grimmjow's panicked shouting, "Mmmnhh. Ugh."
"Shit, don't you dare fuckin' throw up on me Kurosaki." Quickly grabbing their keys, Grimmjow lifted the other male into a bridal style hold and swiftly brought him to the door whilst unlocking it.
Finally inside, Grimmjow put the now shivering male onto the blue velvet couch in the center of the living room. "Well shit," He went into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl putting some cold water and ice cubes in the same bowl as well as retrieving a towel to bring the other's intense fever down.
Grimmjow rested his palm across Ichigo's forehead, surprised at the sweat he felt. frowning, he looked at Ichigo… who seemed to be at peace despite the occasion and its circumstances.
Ichigo started turning on the couch so that he now faced the very man who made him sick like this.
"H-hey. That you Grimm?" the carrot-top slowly raised an eyebrow and shook his hand to the other's face, his suspicions confirmed. "Ahhh-hahah. Never thought I would be pampered by someone like you."
Grimmjow raised his muscular forearm to the back of Ichigo's head, "Oh really?" He knew this wasn't the best situation but a small smile made its way onto his face. Ichigo saw the smirk and let his own grin appear,
"You know Grimm-kitty, I like you, ya know that?" Grimmjow looked through a window facing the front of the house thoughtfully for a moment, and then sniggered,
"Wait until you meet Big Grimm-Kitty… You'll like him even more." With a hint of mischief in his eyes, he winked at the sick man in front of him, awaiting his likely amusing response to the statement. And he got one, "W-wah, I- d. I-I-I didn't, no. That's not what I meant... Wait…" Ichigo's face grew even more red as his guest savoured his pleasant embarrassment.
"Oh of course, sweet strawberry… But, just in case you're wondering what Big Grimm-Kitty looks like… remember, I'm always naked under my clothes." Again, Grimmjow winked directly at Ichigo's flushed face. When the man said this, Ichigo, of course, couldn't help thinking about what was… underneath… all that clothing. Exactly what Grimmjow wanted. He looked away, his face hot with heat. He realized he was taking a while to respond, and before he could reply, the older male started on his next response. "So Ichigo, you like what you're imagining?" Grimmjow leaned in closer to him whispering in his ear, "Well, I can show you 'it' if you want, ya know…" The feeling of his hot moist breath on Ichigo's ears made him tingle a bit. He bit his lip, feeling frustrated that he couldn't say anything. "Aww, you look cute when you're flustered, Strawberry Babe! I'm just kidding, no need to get yer panties in a bunch."
Grimmjow leaned in even closer, until they were close enough to feel each other's breath tickle their lips, "Grimm…. Ahhhh. I-I."
"Shhh... Just close yer damn eyes, dumbass." just as they were about to connect their lips, a loud growl came from beside them.
"The fu-," Grimm turned just in time to get a face full of kitten, "AAAHHH, WOB THE FUH?!" He spoke, his voice muffled. While struggling to get free himself from the kittens iron claws, Grimm noticed something peculiar…
"The hell… wait a sec. Shiro, are you a fuckin, girl?!"
"What?! Shiro's a girl? How did you not know that before?" The two continued arguing as the kitten sauntered off having achieved its goal of protecting her new human. "Ya know… Maybe his balls ain't dropped yet, dumbass!" Ichigo seemed angry… and felt somewhat strange about this news.
"Ahh, then you should be happy, he's just like you!~" Grimmjow said delightedly. Ichigo blazed at the older man, pushing him with his fingers slightly.
"Yeah right, Mr. Kitty Dick, I'm a man, unlike you." Ichigo smiled, figuring he'd one their little mini-fight at the moment.
"You sayin' I'm good at sex? Cuz cats have those barbs fer a reason ya know, it's not just to help make smaller versions of them."
"Yeah right, you're about as useful as a man in sex as Sh...er, She-ro is!~" Ichigo retorted, hottly.
"Well, not gonna lie. Female cats are probably just as good ya know. They have to keep up with the males and all."
"Well, with you, there isn't much to keep up with…" Ichigo smirked pointedly and winked at Grimmjow. Just as Grimm was about to retort, Ichigo shot up from his current position and resumed his previous fits of coughs.
"Ichi?" Grimm placed his hand on the other's lower back to keep Ichigo steady. Ichigo doubled over again, trying to control his bodily function, mucus pushing its way up and blocking his throat. He sighed, sitting up normally, and exhaling slowly, finally getting ahold of himself once more.,
"I'm fine now." He murmured weakly, "Just… Can you get me a glass of water?" Ichigo peered up at Grimmjow through his eyelashes, not knowing what exactly he was doing to the taller man's heart.
"Yeah, course. Anything you need berry head." With that, Grimmjow got up, grabbed the bowl containing ice-water, and pushed his way into the kitchen. He poured the water out of the glass bowl and then obtained a plastic cup and filled that with water. Heading back into the living room, Grimm was careful to not trip over the kitten lounging in her basket, "can you hold the cup on yer own?"
"Oh, yeah. Thanks Grimmjow." Ichigo smiled weakly. Why was he so sick? His entire chest felt tight and hot. "You know, thanks Grimm… I guess… I could've been there for hours… even though… you umm… caused this… and err…" he trailed off.
"Aww, you gettin' sentimental on old Grimmy?" Grimmjow smirked. "Ya know, it's fuckin' hot in here. When you gonna get that AC fixed?" he asked groaning, and stretching his arms behind his back. Grabbing the hem of his white tank-top he lifted it above his arms, slipping it off his toned body. Ichigo found it hard to avert his gaze from the man's chest as he looked away. He desperately wanted to remove his own shirt but the thought of them… half naked together made him somewhat nervous. Clearing his still slightly blocked throat, Ichigo grabbed Grimmjow's hand who was making his way back to his own room to get a portable fan for both him and Ichi. Grimm looked down at the other, "what is it now?"
Ichigo tried looking away as he spoke softly, "I.. I just. C-can you get me another shirt? This one is pretty damp. Cuz, uh. You freaked me out back there.. So. Yeah." As he spoke, Ichigo slowly loosened his grip on Grimm's wrist, which in turn made Grimmjow frown slightly.
'Damn, he was bein' so cute. When will god stop torturing me and let me have what I want?'
Grimmjow simply nodded, and went to go retrieve a new shirt for Ichigo, as well as their fan.
Ichigo watched the other man's retreating back, suddenly feeling a pang in his chest. But not because of the asthma attack, it was more like his heart. Similar to a feeling of sorrow? Of regret? He couldn't quite pin down a certain word that could describe the hollow emotions that surged through him for a moment. When Grimmjow came back he was confused at the blank look on Ichigo's face.
"Oi? Carrot-top? Hello?~" He waved his hand in front of his face, and with the other, he put a box in Ichi's arms, which also had a fresh grey t-shirt on top of it. "Figured we could watch a movie! Open her up!" He chuckled a bit, knowing exactly what disk was in the container. Weary of what ideas Grimmjow's smirk held, Ichigo peered inside. Much to his relief it looked like a normal movie case. But pulling the video out, proved it to be quite the opposite of his expectations. The cover of the movie he happened to grab, was a picture of an attractive woman looking into the camera with a set of teeth that seemed to look like they had badly photoshopped a shark's mouth on the scantily clad female. "Face eaters?" Ichigo peered up from the cover to see Grimmjow hovering above him.
"I know… doesn't seem good… but you're straight, right? How can you resist a couple tits on the big screen?" Grimmjow winked. Ichigo smiled weakly… Grimmjow was gay… everyone knew… his pride could practically be seen from every corner of the Earth… so what was his plan?...
Sailor M: *Gestures to story* "So, Fifi and I sincerely hope you liked the first chapter to, Sickly Sweet!" ~(˘▾˘~)
Grimm: *Narrows eyes*
Sailor M: "What?~!"
Grimm: "Cut the BS, you aren't that sweet in real life…"
Sailor M: *Stares daggers at Grimm* *kicks Grimm's shin* "Why… Grimm, surely you're joking?~"
(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻
Grimm: *Winces* "Oh, of course m'lady!" ༼ つ ಥ_ಥ ༽つ
Ichi: … _;
Sailor M: *Snaps at Ichi* " Do you have something to say?... Hmm?..."
Ichigo: … ಠ_ಠ
Fifi: "I for one, think that this story is hella awesome…. right Ichigo?" *pats Ichi on his shoulder*
༼ ◉ ͜ ◉ ༽つ"
Ichi: "Y-Yeah… Great… Totally great…EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT GRIMM AND I AREN'T LIKE THAT AT ALL!" ლ(ಠ益ಠლ)
Fifi: "Now now Ichi~ I don't think you should be sassing your way around the people who are writing this lovely story now should you?~ I mean.. we could do anything we want in the next chapter ya know!"
(✿ ◕‿◕) ᓄ✂╰U╯
Ichi: *Horrified*
Sailor M: *Nods pointedly* "Yes… very correct Fi-Chan…" *Smirks*
Fifi & Sailor M: ( ﾟヮﾟ) (ﾟヮﾟ )
Grimmi: "Screw you guys!" 凸( •̀_•́ )凸
Ichi: *Shudders* (ಥ_ಥ)
Ichi: "But-" (°ロ°)
Sailor M: *Glares menacingly*
Ichi: ໒( " ▀ ﹏ ▀ " )७
Grimm: "Gotta admit though, I don't mind bein a lil close ta Ichi right now" *scooches closer to Ichigo* (づ￣ ³￣)づ
Ichi: "Gah, get away, blue freak!~" (⊙﹏⊙✿)
Fifi:*sighs* "Aren't they just so romantic and cute together?"~ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭~3
Sailor M: " Oh yes!~" 3
Ichigo: "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE" *Struggles even more to get away from Grimm*
Sailor M: (￣。￣)～ｚｚｚ *Falls asleep on Grimm*
Ichi: *makes his escape*
Grimm: "Wait.. GODDAMN IT WOMAN GET OFF ME!" *Tries to push SM away* ╰༼ ⋋ ‸ ⋌ ༽╯
Sailor M: "Wha~" *dazed* (✿´‿`)
Fifi: "This is what happens when you procrastinate ending a story guys!"
Grimm and Ichi: "YOU PUT OFF THE OTHER STORY UNTIL YOU FORGOT ABOUT IT YOU HYPOCRITE!"
Sailor M: "Guys… Guys! We must be boring the readers straight! Let's say our goodbyes!~"
Ichi: *Waves*
Grimm: *Winks* "Adios, bellas."
Fifi: "I don't know… See ya next chapter, yeah?"
Sailor M: *Snores* (-.-) zzZZ