This story is inspired from the song Go-Getter-Greg by Ludo. For some reason I thought of Grimmjow when I heard this song and thought of writing a Grimm/Ichi story from it. Well I hope you all enjoy it!

Inner thoughts are in Italics

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of its characters.

It was just like any other day.

A long sigh escaped the lips of the large male sitting at the cluttered desk. The young man had been channel surfing in his bedroom for the past two hours to help kill his boredom. The small TV above his bedframe whizzed through channel to channel when suddenly something caught the blue haired man's attention.

"Oh Mark, I've never met a man quite like you before. You're strong, understanding and everything a girl could ever want in a man. You could have any girl in the world so what do you want with someone like me?" The petite girl on the screen proclaimed quite overdramatically.

"Jessica I've given this some thought, and I really think that you could use a guy like me in your life, looking after you. You need a man to take you home, a hand for you to hold. And I'll never leave you alone." The handsome young man whispered softly.

"Oh Mark! I love you; I'll forever be by your side my one and only love." The petite girl threw her arms around the young man and kissed him passionately under the moonlight sky.

The blunet pushed himself up from his desk having now gone from dying of boredom to being reminded of his permanent status of single-and-probably-staying-that-way. The grown man growled loudly and threw himself on the bed. It's not fair! Why can't I have someone like that? Someone that will confess their undying love for me and stay with me forever until the end of time? Someone that would throw their arms around me and kiss me with such passion?

Someone that would NEVER leave me.

The blue haired man never had the best of luck with relationships. They usually never lasted more than a week before the significant other ran for the hills. Well it wasn't my fault! Those people were all afraid of commitment! It's not my fault that I like to solidify the relationship faster than most people. There's nothing wrong with me, it was everyone else that had the issues. All of those other fuckers can just go to hell. The man thought angrily.

Another sigh escaped the frustrated man.

"I gotta get the fuck out of this room." The burly man said to himself. As the young male got up from his bed he suddenly noticed a new car pull into the parking lot, one he didn't recognize. The car had plenty of stuff rammed in the back seat with a few boxes held in the trunk by a couple of bungee cords. It seemed as though a new tenant was moving into his apartment.

Curiosity got the best of him as he pulled down his window shades to get a better look at the new tenant. "Mmmm…Hellooo." The blunet murmured seductively. The young man that got out of the car had a fiery mess of red hair with a nice tan complexion. The new tenant was dressed like your average dude. He rocked a grunge t-shirt with worn out dark blue jeans that hung a little loose on his hips. His look clearly stated: Yeah I just rolled out of bed. What of it? The blunet wanted to see what this young man looked like up close.

Suddenly a thought bubble popped into the grown man's head. This could be the perfect opportunity to start a relationship with the new tenant! This young man is probably new to the neighborhood and needs someone like me to help him out. I bet he is just waiting for someone like me to come and take the reins from his complicated life. I can just picture it! Me swooping in as the helpful and handsome new neighbor to assist the new tenant with moving in. I show off my strength by carrying in his stuff as he ogles my form fitting physique from behind. Then after he realizes his love for me, the new tenant will invite me to stay over at his place so that we may consummate our new relationship. It's perfect!

The young man's thoughts were filled with dozens of different scenarios of how he and the new tenant 'got to know each other.' He was so lost in his fantasies he nearly forgot to actually put his plans into action. Getting off the bed, the young stud checked himself in the mirror whilst trying to fix his mess of blue hair.

"Ok Grimm, you can do this. Just go down there, be polite and win him over with your devilish charm. And for god's sake don't bring up any stories about your fucking cat."

"Meow!"

"It's not that, Pantera! I just don't want to come off as a nutcase. You remember how freaked out my last girlfriend was by my cat stories. This is a chance at a fresh start and I don't want to blow it!"

The white tabby rolled its blue eyes at her master while strolling out of the room. Clearly her owner needed some privacy to collect his thoughts and find a new mate.

The blue haired man stared at himself in the mirror trying to think of the best and least threatening way to approach the new tenant. I can't be too forceful. I gotta try and play it cool so he'll trust me enough to give me a chance at being his new boyfriend. But I have to be a little forceful. I can't let this one get away, especially if this guy turns out to be the one for me. Heh. This guy doesn't even realize that his future lover is going to come strolling up and into his life in a matter of moments.

Finally satisfied with his hair, the young man straitened his back, puffed up his massive chest and headed out the door to greet his new neighbor.

Pulling into the parking lot I wanted nothing more than to push back my seat, light up a bud and chill out. It had been such a hectic day moving out of my dad's place that I was completely drained of energy. Moving out probably would have gone a lot smoother and quicker if my idiot father didn't stop to bawl at the oversized picture of mom every 5 minutes screaming that "We're losing our baby boy!" I don't know how I managed to live there all these years and still keep my sanity.

But at least I'm out of that hell hole and into my very first apartment. Granted it's kinda shitty and it's located across from a gay strip club but the rent is cheap and it's near my school so I can't complain too much.

I just really needed to get the hell out of dad's place. Living with my dad was bad enough but with my sisters now in high school the house became filled with angsty teenage girl issues. It seemed everyday there was a new problem and my sisters took it upon themselves to release their hormone filled rage at me and dad. Let me just say I could not get out of that house quick enough.

Plus I was damn lucky to even get this apartment in the first place. With my friend Urahara moving back to his old home town he recommended I move into his place at Oak Court. I was grateful he told me since I apartments that are close to my school are extremely hard to get.

With an exasperated sigh I eventually got my lazy ass out of the car to start unloading. I opened up the back seat to grab my first box full of shit when I suddenly felt an odd presence. It's exactly like the feeling of being watched times 10. My suspicions weren't off as I turned around and came face to chest with a large erratic looking man.

"Hi! You must be the new tenant. I saw you unpacking your car and thought to myself I should help you out since we're neighbors now." The man said with confident energy and a crazy gleam in his eyes.

Jesus! This guy had to be at least 6'4 and not to mention built like a fucking linebacker. The man had a cocky smirk on his face with a wild mess of blue hair and striking blue eyes. This guy certainly knows how to make an impression.I'm not going to lie, this mystery dude certainly was striking in a very attractive way but there was just something a bit off about him. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but I got a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Despite my brain sending off warning bells in my head I decided against it and tried to be polite. The last thing I wanted to do was piss off one of the other tenants on my first day here.

"Uhh yeah I'm the new tenant, Ichigo Kurosaki. Nice to meet you. And thanks but don't worry about the boxes, I can handle them myself."

The confidence in the guy's eyes faltered for a moment but this man was definitely persistent.

"But you look like you've had a long day and with someone strong like myself helping you out you'll get done much faster and have time for other things. Like getting to know your fellow tenants like me!" The large man proclaimed loudly.

This guy is a little too confident. Someone should really teach him the meaning of coming off a bit too strong.

As much as I would love to get to know this big blue dude I was in no hurry to get back into the dating scene. After the fiasco that was my relationship with Byakuya I decided to just concentrate on school and work for a while and not jump into new relationship.

But this guy did have a point. I was tired as hell and having somebody help me will get the job done much faster.

"Well it has been a hell of a long day and I suppose I could use the help." I said, hoping the sinking feeling in my gut was just my imagination.

"Great! I'll get the stuff in the trunk." The blue haired guy took both the bins out of my trunk and proceeded to carry them towards the building. I followed behind him, trying my hardest not to roll my eyes at his obvious display of showing off his flexed muscles while carrying the bins.

"I live in 207 by the way. And the names Grimmjow Jaegerjaques."He spoke while giving me a sideways grin.

Well now I can put a name to the mystery blue man. Grimmjow huh? An interesting name for an interesting character I suppose.

"I live in 302 and please tell me there's an elevator."

Grimmjow let out a bark of laughter. "Sorry kid no elevator here. What, afraid of a little exercise? I wouldn't be surprised with how lithe you are."

I felt my face redden at that comment. "Hey! Not all us can be 6 feet and built like bull. And I'm not afraid of exercise; I'm just lazy at times."

Grimmjow proceeded up the stairs to the apartment building with the cockiest of smirks playing on his lips.

"Whatever you say Ichigo."

I was grateful that Grimmjow helped me get all of my shit into my new place, it really sped things up. However, I really didn't appreciate that he was oblivious to the fact that I now wanted him to get the fuck out.

"So where are you from? Are you new to the area? I can show you around if you want. Is this your first time out on your own? Bet you must be pretty nervous living by yourself. You could probably use some company for the night, right? You don't want to be left all alone on your first night here do you?"

Grimmjow fired question after question while helping me unpack. I could tell he was the talkative type but the guy didn't even wait for a response before he asked the next question. It was utterly exhausting, I felt like I was right back at my old man's place.

"Listen Grimmjow, thanks for helping me out but I really want to chill out and take a nap." I said, hoping he'd take the hint and leave.

"That's fine, you can lie down and I'll finish unpacking your boxes." He said with a certain look in his eyes.

Oh yeah that's not weird. Taking a nap in my new apartment with some guy I just met going through all my stuff. This guy was really starting to frustrate me but I was in no mood to argue with someone.

"Actually a nap can wait. I haven't eaten all day so I'm gonna head out and get something to eat." I said as I started to walk towards the door, trusting he would follow me and go back to his own apartment.

"Oh you're hungry? Well don't worry about that I can cook you up something. Not to brag but I am one hell of a cook, I used to work at that swank sushi restaurant downtown. And I will not take no for an answer. You're new here and it's only courteous of me to invite you over for dinner. What are good neighbors for right?"

Grimmjow said as he ushered me down the hall and towards his place.

Dammit! I guess it won't kill me to be polite for a little while longer. I'm starving like Marvin and at least this way I won't have to waste what little money I have on food tonight. Besides if this guy is as good as cook as he says he is why not have dinner with him? It's not like he's some psychotic nutjob that plans on stalking me while I'm here so that he may one day kidnap me and hide me away in some unknown place where no one could ever find me, right?

Right brain?

I think all that dope smoking has dulled your sense of impending doom. Not to mention you sounded very paranoid just now…

What! I'm not paranoid! Who told you this?

Well regardless of what my brain thinks, my stomach says I'm hungry. Besides Grimmjow seems like a nice guy. Albeit a bit odd and overly zealous at times but a nice guy overall. This could be the start of a new friendship.

Or the start of a new stalker…

Shut it brain!

I can't believe how fast our relationship is already progressing!

I couldn't stop smirking the whole way to my apartment as I told Ichigo about the many various dishes I have made during my time at that old sushi resturaunt. I can already tell how impressed he must be by skills in the kitchen.

Maybe later I can impress him with my skills in the bedroom as well.

still can't believe we're already having our first dinner together. Everything is going perfectly. Pretty soon we'll be going out on dates, meeting each other's families, having lots of fucking sex, celebrating one year anniversaries and then having more sex.

Ichigo and I are going to be so happy together, I just know it. Granted yes, neither of us have verbally announced our status as a new couple but that will come in due time. I'm sure of it.

Right now I'm going to cook my new red headed lover a meal so unbelievable he'll fall even more madly in love with me. Hmmm maybe I should make something romantic like spaghetti? No, that's too messy for a first dinner plus its way too cliché.

I unlocked my apartment and gestured for Ichigo to watch some tv in the living room while I prepared the meal. He smiled politely and sat down on the black love seat while flipping through the channels.

In the kitchen I quickly whipped out my iPhone and franticly tried to look up romantic dishes for two. I scrolled through dozens of recipes till I found one that looked perfect. A Ha! New Orleans style Creamy Cajun Chicken Pasta, that sounds perfect. I should make something for desert too. I quickly scanned my fridge looking for the fruit I hoped was still in there. Yes! And for desert, chocolate strawberries. Oh yes, this dinner was going to be fantastic.

Since this is our first dinner together I should make it extra special. But with what? What goes great with a romantic table setting? Candles! Gah! Please tell me I have some fucking candles around here. I thought as I searched frantically for the final passionate touch to our first dinner.

When I finally located the damn things I got everything ready for the meal. I checked the clock, seeing it was 6:17 p.m. The dinner takes 25 minutes to cook and the chocolate strawberries should take about 20 minutes to make if I hurry. I should be done at around 7 which should give us plenty of time to consummate our new relationship as boyfriend and boyfriend.

I smiled manically as I got the chicken ready.

30 minutes later…

I was just getting into another dramatic episode of Deadliest Catch when Grimmjow announced that the food was ready.

Whatever he made was making my mouth water from the intoxicating smells coming from the kitchen. My stomach growled achingly as I made my way to the small apartment kitchen. When I walked in however, I was stumped to find that the lights had been dimmed slightly and two candle sticks were lit and sitting between our food.

Grimmjow was filling up his plate to the max when he saw me standing there, mouth agape.

"Well don't just stand there with your mouth open, come make yourself a plate. Unless you want me to feed you?" He asked with a devilish look.

"Uh….no! It's just…why are there lit candles?"

"Do you like them? I feel they help enhance ones dining experience. A little something I learned while working at restaurants."

Enhance ones dining experience? More like set the mood. I know a romantic setting when I see one. This is exactly something someone would do to get their partner in the sack for the night. I may be an avid pot smoker but I'm not that stupid to believe something as ludicrous as an 'enhanced dining experience.'

But the food looks so good! And I haven't eaten all day.

My brain was telling me to fake a stomach virus and high tail it back to the safety of my room. My stomach on the other hand said fuck it lets eat.

It was tough call.

I'm probably going to regret this later down the road but for right now I'll just smile and enjoy the meal.

I grabbed my plate and stocked up on the chicken noodlely stuff with green beans on the side. It smelled so good I couldn't wait to dig in. When I went to take my seat I found Grimmjow pulling out my chair for me with a smug smirk on his face.

Oh for Christ sake, really?

"Uh thank you." I stammered lamely.

"You're welcome." His deep blue eyes boring into my own.

I sat down awkwardly while Grimmjow pushed my chair towards the table like a gentleman would.

"I hope you like Cajun chicken pasta, it was made from scratch. And save some room for desert cause I made you something special." Grimmjow said with evident delight.

The dinner, I have to admit was extraordinarily delicious. Seriously this food was better than sex it was that good. While I was busy having an orgasm in my mouth Grimmjow went off on another questionnaire tirade.

"So Ichigo, what are you going to school for? Do you have a job? Do you work nearby? Where do you work? Are you seeing anybody? I'm currently single myself. I also manage the local construction jobs in town here. My family has been running the Jagerjack Construction Company for the past 30 years. Impressive right? So are you seeing anyone?"

Grimmjow waited for me to respond to his questions with wide blue eyes. I tried my best to answer most of the questions he asked.

"Well I'm going to school for graphic design so I can someday work for Insomniac. I work at the coffee shop down the street called The Coffee Bean. And I'm currently single but I'm not looking to be in a relationship at the moment."

Grimmjow's head snapped up at that last part. The smile fell from his face and was replaced with a worried look.

"What? Why is that?"

"Well without going into detail my last relationship was a complete disaster. Right now I just want to focus on my schooling and work and not worry about dating and all that stuff."

Grimmjow seemed to process this information slowly before that trademark smirk was back on his face.

"I see. So you just need some time before you start dating again. That's perfectly understandable and I'm willing to wait for some time until you're ready to date again." He said with an eerie coolness.

I on the other hand was very confused by what he just said.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm willing to wait for a certain period of time until you're ready to date again." He said matter-of-factly.

Ok now he's starting to piss me off.

"No I heard what you said I'm just confused by exactly why you said it. I mean I'm not trying to be a dick here but I just told you I'm not looking to date anyone right now and that includes you." I said trying my best to keep my temper in check.

Grimmjow's eyes narrowed for just a moment before he responded.

"I think you're being a bit hasty. I'm guessing you haven't completely given up on dating since you said you were currently single and not permanently single. Am I wrong?"

"Well no but…"

"But nothing. You will start dating again once you find the right person. And when you're ready to officially start dating this right person you'll have forgotten all about your last rotten relationship and that last rotten person altogether." Grimmjow exclaimed smugly.

"And may I ask what exactly did you mean by only waiting for a certain period of time to date me?" I asked with a sinking feeling in my gut.

Grimmjow looked up from his plate and answered with that same unnerving calmness as before.

"Let's just say patience was never my strong suit."

Is this guy fucking with me? Who says shit like that to someone they just met? I watched Grimmjow's face for any sign of mischief on his face, any sign that he was just trying to mess with me.

Nothing

I was suddenly snapped out of my thoughts when Grimmjow grabbed our empty plates and set them in the sink. "I hope you saved room for desert, you're going to love it." He said with dubious glee.

Grimmjow opened up his fridge and pulled out a tray of chocolate covered strawberries.

Of course.

Seriously I'm surprised there isn't Sinatra playing in the background.

"Here we are. I hope you like them. I made'm especially for you." He said while plopping one of the strawberries in his mouth with a not-so-subtle wink.

"Thank you" I said dryly while reaching for one of the chocolate covered berries.

At this point I didn't know what to think of Grimmjow. There was no doubt he was a very helpful and generous man. But on the other hand he also pretty fucking weird. It didn't take a genius to see he was very determined to go out with me. And I'm not saying that to be cocky! I'm not that good looking that I need to brag about my looks or anything. And I wouldn't exactly call myself charming but Grimmjow clearly wants to date me.

Now normally this wouldn't be a problem to me but dammit I am determined to stay single for a while. Mainly since my last relationship literally blew up in my face only a few weeks ago. It really is in my best interest not to jump into the dating scene again so soon.

So basically, Grimmjow was an odd conundrum. I wouldn't mind being his friend but even that seemed impossible if he continued to be hell bent on trying to go out with me. I should straighten this out so there isn't any confusion between us. I finished up the last strawberry and got up to help clear the table.

"Listen Grimmjow I think you're a real nice guy and all but I think we should just stick to being buds."

Grimmjow was rinsing dishes in the sink and had his back to me so I couldn't see his facial expressions. He did look like he suddenly tensed up however and I was expecting another unsettling response.

Instead I got this

"That's fine Ichigo. I understand your predicament completely. But I'd really like it if we could hang out more, ya know, just as friends." He said with a charming smile as he turned around.

"Yeah that'd be cool. Well thanks for everything, the dinner was great. You really are an amazing cook. I guess I'll see you around." I said as I hastily walked out the door.

Grimmjow flashed me another strikingly charismatic smile before I left and waved goodbye.

"Meow"

"Pantera, where have you been?"

"Meeoow"

"Figures…."

"Meow?"

"It's not you Pantera. It's Ichigo the new tenant who just moved in. I was hoping we could start dating as soon as possible like I planned but it seems there's a problem."

"Purrr?"

"He says he just wants to be friends. But I don't understand! I know he is attracted to me. He clearly thinks I'm hot since he said I was built like a bull. He knows I have steady, well-paying job which means he knows I can provide for him. Plus he even said I was an amazing cook, he practically devoured the dinner I made for him. I know he wants me and yet he repeatedly turned down my advances toward him. I don't get it!"

"Meow meow purrr?"

"No I didn't bring up the cat stories for dinner conversation! And quit trying to pin this on me. Clearly something is preventing Ichigo from wanting to be with me. There's just no other explanation for it. (Gasp!) Do you think it's the person that Ichigo last dated? The one from the bad breakup? I bet Ichigo is just so torn from that horrid breakup and that person that he doesn't think he can love again! He must not want to go through something like that again so he is avoiding my advances to protect himself from another breakup."

"Meow?"

"Yes that has to be it! My poor Ichigo. He needs me to prove to him that I would never do something like that to hurt him. If Ichigo were mine, I would NEVER let him go. No matter what or who stood in my way. And I just gotta prove this to him somehow. Prove to him that I am the one for him and that he alone should be mine."

All mine.

The fluffy silvery-white feline watched her large owner walk into the bedroom while talking over his plans for Ichigo to himself in a crazed manner.

"Meow…"

Well there's the first chapter. Let me know what you think! Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. And if anyone would like to Beta this story please let me know, thanks.

mcpidy