Rukia and Renji could only stand there, slack-jawed while they tried to process the bizarre scene that they had the unfortunate luck to shunpo upon. There sat Ichigo on his bed, back against the wall and legs out in front of him, holding a book in his right hand, reading as usual. The bizarre part was who was there with him. There, head pillowed in Ichi's lap, body curled up on the bed, snoozing peacefully while Ichigo's right hand was rubbing his belly, was the Sexta Espada, Grimmjow.
A loud purring brought them out of their shocked states and they slowly and discretely started backing away.
"I guess that helps explain Grimmjow's outfit." Rukia whispered to Renji.
"Huh?" was his confused reply.
Rukia giggled, eyes twinkling with mirth as she said, "easy access."
And of course Ichi being horrible at sensing reitsu and Grimmjow being blissfully asleep, neither noticed their uninvited guests and spent another peaceful afternoon in each other's presence.
A/N: Just a little something that I thought of while bored at work. Originally an AizenGrimm story but liked the GrimmIchi one better. Let me know what you think.