Keeping Your Enemies Closer
Ichigo sat silently, yet frustrated as he remembered the last battle he had. He sat in his confined cell and continued to stress over Inoue and the rest of his friends. He remembered the fight clearly, after it had ended, Ulquiorra re-appeared and then he seemingly fainted as the cries of Inoue became fainter until he collapsed to the floor. Then he woke up in this cell. He couldn't remember, rather, think of the reason why he was still alive, although he had to be grateful. His clothes were slightly torn, and battle wounds were still visible although healing. He punched at the walls numerous times but they didn't even crack. His attention was pulled towards the mocking laughs of a familiar person, someone who should've been long dead.
"Ichigo, what are you doing? You look like a trapped dog."
Dim, emerald eyes glinted from within the shadows as someone stepped forth to the moonlight and displayed himself, to much of Ichigo's disbelief. He wore a shocked expression as the man walked closer to the bars.
"G-Grimmjow? How?"
"That 'girlfriend' of yours was nice enough, I thanked her kindfully, however."
He grinned widely, almost maniacally, as he watched Ichigo trying to release himself from his chains.
"It's a pity, we couldn't possibly have any fun with you in there. It's not over, yet. As long as both live, the fight's never over. Luck just seemed to be on my side."
His expression died as Ichigo calmed down and stared out the window, ignoring him like an insignificant bug.
"Annoyed? What if I told you I'd release you?"
Ichigo's position shifted slightly, ever so slightly that it was clear that he'd been listening.
"Curious? If I had it my way, we'd be outside chopping each other's heads off, but I've already gotten in trouble for taking control of that friend of yours a while back."
He gritted his teeth.
"What do you want?"
"What I want?"
He opened the cell doors and locked it. He bent forward so his head was above Ichigo's and visible by the faint moonlight, while his teeth shone its fangs. His eyes were full of amusement as he dug his hands into his pockets.
"You."
Ichigo looked at him sarcastically.
"You're kidding."
"That sounded more like a statement than a question, Shinigami. Since I cannot allow you out of the cell, we'll just have to take matters to here."
He wore a giant smirk, and bent his knees so he was face to face with Ichigo. Ichigo backed up but he followed Ichigo and pinned him to the wall. The thought had never crossed Ichigo's mind before, but now that he thought about it, Grimmjow was one sexy beast. Ichigo didn't swing that way though, or at least that's what he hadn't been for the longest time- why else would he come save Inoue so desperately? It couldn't possibly be because he wanted to see Grimmjow. Grimmjow pulled him in for a kiss in which he didn't respond in.
"C'mon Shinigami, it won't be any fun if you just give in. What's this, are you enjoying it?"
Grimmjow allowed him to slip his hand underneath his jacket and remove it, exposing his muscular body, and the scar that he had given him.
"I wanted more of that feeling; the one I felt when you gave me this scar." He pointed it at as Ichigo traced his finger over it.
"But this is just as good."
Grimmjow's hands wandered to Ichigo's belt and tugged at it slowly until it fell off almost on its own, but with the help of a force from below. He pulled off Grimmjow's sash as well and grew harder by the second, as he barely moved, afraid that the sensation of the other man would leave his body. After all, it was but a deal- right?