Disclaimer:The wonderful Manga/Anime belongs to Tite Kubo and any affiliated with him. This story however is all mine!
A/N: This still is my second attempt at a Bleach story but it has now been rewritten. I really want to get back into writing but I sadly just don't have the time. Instead of jumping straight into an underdeveloped plan, I figured I'd ease my way in, getting reacquainted with my own writing style. Hope you guys stick with me! I'll do my best. ^_^
Dedicated to my friend 'Secret Soubi' because she came up with the name and she's an all round amazing kind of girl!
Playground Fun!
"Renji…" Ichigo couldn't contain the tears that escaped the corners of his eyes. "Why did you cheat on me?"
"Ichigo-" The male named Renji had his words limited and couldn't continue his sentence as Ichigo started sobbing once more. The red head had known he was hurting his lover but he couldn't stop the feelings he began developing for the raven haired girl. He had tried to stay away from her but his heart couldn't and wouldn't allow him to do so.
"How long Renji? Why the hell didn't you tell me you had feelings for her? You kissed me every night knowing that you weren't thinking about me at all, you only wanted her!" The carrot head couldn't prevent the anger that slowly seeped into him as he poured out all his pent up emotions onto his ex lover. Ichigo tried to fight back the tears but found himself failing miserably as he drowned in the pain and sorrow caused by his so-called friends that were supposed to care for him.
His heart had been shattered by the two people he loved most, no one would be able to mend the pieces back together again.
The not so mysterious girl Renji had cheated with turned out to be Rukia. The raven haired female shinigami had been Ichigo's best friend since the first time she was sent to Karakura Town from Soul Society. She had been the person who introduced the carrot head to the man he had came to love with all his heart.
"Berry, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings the way I did. I couldn't help falling in love with Rukia." Renji tried to reason with the broken teenager that stood before him.
"Don't call me that, I don't care anymore about what you do behind my back, just get the fuck out of my room and leave me the hell alone!" Renji was a little taken-aback by the outburst and was going to leave the room when Ichigo's father politely knocked on the door. The red head had to wonder when the man had ever knocked on the door. Every time he slept at Ichigo's house, his lover's crazy dad would kick the door open in a very forceful and un-ceremonial manner to reveal both boys cuddling in the warmth of each other's arms; they would remain in that loving position until of course Ichigo snapped; lost his common sense and kicked the man into the nearest wall.
"Ichigo, you have a guest downstairs, do you want me to send her up or would you like to go down and talk to her?" Ichigo's father looked at him with empathy in his eyes; he could only imagine how hurt his oldest child was. He never forgot his son on the phone talking to Renji about how much he loved him and how he wished they would always stay together and beat Aizen and his Espada. Ichigo's icy tone brought his father back from the memories he was having when his son still radiated happiness from every pore.
"Tell her to leave. I don't want to talk to her; besides Renji was just leaving too." Ichigo shot his friend the deadliest glare he could muster in such a painful situation. His father silently exited the room and closed the door behind him. Ichigo continued to shout at Renji while said red head took in all the insults his ex lover was throwing at him. He deserved everything Ichigo called him. He hadn't been able to gather the courage and tell the boy that he loved another; Ichigo had to find out the difficult and painful way which happened to be the carrot head walking in on his two favourite people fucking each other like sex-deprived animals in heat.
Both boys stopped their arguments to look at the door when they heard someone knock on it once more.
The door silently opened to reveal the one person Ichigo did not want to see. "Hey Ichigo…" Rukia couldn't find the courage within herself to meet the boy's heated glare. She was supposed to be his closest friend who was always looking after him, especially after the time he had put himself in danger and saved her in soul society by preventing her execution; and this was how she chose to repay him, by stealing away his lover.
"What do you want? I thought I made it crystal clear that I didn't want to speak to you; but seriously Rukia, how could you keep looking at me and smiling the way you always did when you knew you were fuckingmy boyfriend behind my back?" Ichigo wanted to hurt their feelings. He wanted to hurt them just as badly as they had hurt him.
"Hey Ichigo, don't talk to her like that, it was partly my fault." Renji tried to defend his current girlfriend but immediately shrank back at the cold stare the carrot head was giving him. He was pondering on when Ichigo went from broken and hurt to downright pissed and aggravated. The substitute Shinigami radiated anger and annoyance from every pore; if his twitching orange brow was any indication.
"You're damn right it's your fault too." He looked at both of his ex friends individually before continuing his heated glare that burned with the wrath of a thousand suns. "If you're not going to leave my room, I'm just going to leave then." He walked out his bedroom purposely leaving the door open. Once outside the door, away for their line of vision, the carrot head stopped by the stairs and without sparing them a second glance ushered words from out of his mouth that sounded both threatening and maniacal. "I better not find you here when I get back and don't even try apologizing anymore, I don't want anything to do with you ever again." With that said, the orange haired teenager stomped down the stairs; his anger dissipating and depression taking its place once more. He didn't think he was being fair on Rukia and Renji, they deserved love too. He was just angry that they were doing it behind his back while pretending as if nothing was happening between the two of them. Ichigo supposed he had exaggerated a little bit but he was too depressed and still too angry to feel anything at that moment in time.
The orange haired teenager walked down the cold and lonely streets of Karakura town. He wished he had taken a jacket when he left but didn't have the heart to go back into the house just in case they were still there. The carrot haired had been so lost in thought; he hadn't noticed when he walked into the old deserted park which was a few miles away from his house. He never understood why the City council had agreed to have a playground built here, so far away from the town but he welcomed the solitude, thanking the heavens for the menacing clouds above. He didn't need cheerful children crushing his already foul mood.
He slumped down lazily on one of the swing sets. The teenager was thankful that the swing didn't break under his weight. Though the park was deserted, he kept his guard up, he didn't like surprises. Not anymore. Ichigo started reminiscing in times long forgotten; times when his mother used to bring him to this very park as a child. He thought back to the last time his mom brought him to the play ground before she had been brutally murdered by that evil hollow.
The carrot head was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the large amount of reiatsu that was emanating from someone directly above him. When the unknown being released even more reiatsu, Ichigo's eyes flew wide open and he quickly used his 'special badge' to change into a substitute Shinigami.
"What the hell do you want Grimmjow?" He asked sneering at the man that was smirking above him. Grimmjow Jaggerjack was one of his biggest rivals. The blue haired male was one of Aizen's Espada; his number 6 to be exact.
"I need a good fight Strawberry-chan. Now come at me and see if your sword can cut me this time." Grimmjow always loved messing with the teenager before they started fighting. In his opinion, it made the carrot head fight with more persistence and wit… Or was it just something else he didn't want to acknowledge… He stopped his inner rambling with himself when he noticed the look the orange head was giving him. He looked pissed yet depressed and then suddenly empty and apathetic; a hollow shell of his former self.
Grimmjow couldn't stand the look on his rival's face and tried to get the teenager to react the way he usually did when he made fun of him.
"Damn what's that look for Kurosaki? What crawled up your ass and died huh?" The Espada couldn't help but chuckle at his choice of words. He secretly wondered what could have gotten the boy down this much that he didn't seem interested in fighting.
"Piss off Grimmjow. I'm not in the mood to mess with you; go and have your pointless fighting with someone else because I'm not interested." As Ichigo finished talking, Grimmjow came down to sit on the swing next to his rival, he stared deeply at the boy making sure that this was indeed the famous Kurosaki Ichigo who couldn't refuse a descent fight with the Espada whom he so dearly hated with a passion.
Ichigo noticed the obnoxious Espada staring at him and averted his gaze suddenly becoming very self conscious in the other man's presence.
"I said…" He took a deep breath silently hoping his voice wasn't betraying his emotions. "I'm not in the mood for fighting so could you please go away?" He wanted to be alone in his misery but he secretly enjoyed the other's company though he would never admit it out loud. They were supposed to be sworn enemies.
"I don't like the way you're acting Kurosaki, what happened to the bright sparkling light which illuminated your eyes so beautifully? They fucking twinkled like stars when you fought man." The Espada hadn't known what impact his words had made on the carrot head until he saw a single tear slide down the teenager's features.
The blue haired male didn't know what force he was possessed by when he got off the swing and hugged his rival. It was a small awkward hug which Ichigo welcomed with open arms.
"Hey berry-chan, you're gonna tell me what happened?" He nuzzled the boy's hair and took in the fragrance of the other's strawberry sainted shampoo.
Ichigo explained the whole incident on how he walked in on Rukia and Renji having sex. He explained how much he loved Renji and how much it broke his heart to know that they'd been lying about their friendship all along.
For some very unexplainable reason, Grimmjow suddenly became really angry.
"I swear I'll kill them from making my rival a shrivelling sobbing bitch!" He never really liked the red headed guy and he downright hated the raven haired girl what's-her-face; he even put his hand through her chest that one time. He felt the urge to comfort the carrot head slowly creeping into him once again. He tightened his grip around the boy's shoulder gently drawing invisible patterns on the teenager's back with his soothing fingers. The sixth strongest Espada looked up when he felt a drip of something wet fall on his arm to see the carrot head silently crying into his embrace. Another urge to comfort the boy came over him and he drew his head closer to Ichigo's lapping up the streaks of tears that poured out of Ichigo's watery honey orbs. The carrot eyes grew wide as Grimmjow's tongue flicked out to lick a trail down his cheek. They stared deeply into each other before their lips inched closer and closer. Grimmjow never really being a patient hollow closed the short distance between them and initiated a deep passionate kiss.
After what felt like eternity, both males pulled apart panting and breathing rigidly as they continued to search into each other's eyes for an explanation as to what had just taken place. Cyan blue eyes locked with honey brown as they felt themselves drawing nearer to each other, being pulled closer together by some invincible force.
"Grimm…" Ichigo couldn't continue talking as he felt warm lips press feverishly against his own successfully preventing him from saying whatever he was going to say. Grimmjow grew confident in what he was doing when the carrot head started to respond to the kiss and initiated a battle for dominance. Not being the submissive type, the Espada hurriedly devoured the other's mouth as he pushed his tongue down the other's throat. He drew out slightly allowing their tongues to battle with each other. That was until Ichigo admitted defeat and coaxed Grimmjow to roam his warm cavern which the Espada did without hesitation.
The kiss continued before the carrot head suddenly gasped when Grimmjow pinched his perked nipples. The Espada pulled apart from the orange haired teenager and licked his lips provocatively. He proceeded to leach himself on Ichigo's neck loving the sounds that were coming from the boy's throat. He devoured all moans that escaped the carrot head's throat by kissing him again. He ripped open the Shinigami costume to reveal a smooth golden tanned chest. He trailed butterfly kisses down the teenager's exposed torso. The Espada took a short detour as he kissed dark pink nipples. He bit down hard drawing a strangled moan from the boy writing underneath his every touch. Using his fingers, he pinched the neglected nipple and switched places with his mouth repeating the action several times.
He continued to travel down the boy's torso stopping momentarily at the waistband of Ichigo's boxers. He forcefully used his teeth to tear down the annoying piece of clothing that was preventing him from claiming the carrot head.
Ichigo hissed when the cold, chilling air came in contact with his veryerect member. Grimmjow stared in awe as he watched the pre-cum ooze out seductively out of Ichigo's length.
"S-stop staring and do something about it."
The blue haired Espada smirked at the boy before him. "Sheesh even when you're going to be bottom, you like to challenge me and control the situation. Well you're gonna have tough luck berry-chan because I'm definitely dominating this situation." Grimmjow blew his hot breath against Ichigo's length which desperately screamed for attention if the oozing pre-cum was any indication. He smirked in approval when the member twitched. Flicking his tongue into the slit, he licked all the pre-cum seeping out of the member before taking the full length into his mouth.
"Ah... No shit, you're actually good at this." Ichigo couldn't contain the moans that were escaping his throat as Grimmjow continued to suck his penis for all it was worth. As he continued being pleasured by the person he least expected to make him feel this good, all thoughts of Renji and Rukia slowly drained out of his mind leaving his head and heart clouded with lust and want.
After a few minutes of the Espada sucking, nibbling on and licking his member, Ichigo finished with a startled cry, spraying his seeds into Grimmjow's awaiting mouth. He swallowed the load his rival emptied in his mouth and licked his lips sensually. Ichigo noted the habit and found himself growing extremely fond of it.
Grimmjow brought his lips to Ichigo's ear and flicked the outer shell with his tongue.
"Mmmm, you taste good Kurosaki, better than Strawberries." He whispered seductively into the other's ear loving the shiver that ran down Ichigo's entire body.
He stripped himself of his clothes all the while leaching on Ichigo's neck. He sucked on the junction between the teenager's neck and collarbone leaving several hickeys. Ichigo thought about how he was going to hide those when he got home seeing how he didn't bring a jacket. He figured if he stayed in Shinigami form, no one would notice him as he made his way to his house and covered himself up.
His trail of thought got interrupted as he felt himself getting lifted up off the swing. Grimmjow threw the substitute Shinigami over his shoulder like he weighed nothing what so ever.
"Hey where are you taking… OW!" The number six Espada dropped Ichigo down on one of those play house things (where children often played family) with a loud thud.
The carrot head arched his back as his spine made a sickly cracking noise as it bent over the shape of the wooden house. Grimmjow shrugged sheepishly before pecking Ichigo on his lips as a way of apologizing.
"With that look on your face, it's hard to believe that you're actually sorry!" Ichigo looked sceptical at Grimmjow's nonchalant shrug.
"Bastard, I knew you weren't sorry."
"Whatever. Now stick your ass in the air. I told you I was going to dominate this situation!" Grimmjow said an evident smirk on his face. He successfully stopped the teenager's complaints by sticking his tongue into the tight passage.
Ichigo didn't even see Grimmjow move and arched his back painfully as the pleasure washed over him. The blue haired Espada pulled his tongue from Ichigo's entrance and drove it through the tight ring of muscles. He plunged his tongue in deeper and deeper. Ichigo could practically feel the other's smirk against his rear.
"You like that don't you? Be lucky there aren't many people with high reiatsu levels living in this area. They would have felt the spike for sure… You're so wild!" The substitute Shinigami could hear the playfulness behind Grimmjow's words which showed that he in fact loved the noises Ichigo was making. The Espada jumped in front of Ichigo and shoved his throbbing member into Ichigo's mouth as a method of lubricating it without any warning. Ichigo didn't seem to mind as he greedily sucked on Grimmjow's penis as he coaxed it wet with his saliva. He swirled his tongue around the head before taking the entire length in deeper and deeper. When the Espada thrust in roughly into his mouth, the carrot head gagged slightly. Feeling satisfied, Grimmjow pulled his raging penis from the teenager's mouth and positioned himself by the other's rear.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhh" Ichigo let out a long painful moan as Grimmjow forcefully thrust himself inside his body. The Espada kissed the tears that stained Ichigo's cheeks.
"Fuck Kurosaki, I thought your fucking mouth felt good. This is fucking great!" Grimmjow felt utter bliss, Ichigo's tightness and heat was enveloping him rapidly and he found it harder to control himself. He started with a few shallow thrusts not wanting to hurt the substitute Shinigami. His carnal need began creeping up on him and Ichigo's shallow gasps weren't doing anything to help the situation. Fisting a handful of orange hair, Grimmjow's thrusts became more rapid and urgent, his member disappearing into the tight delicious hole he couldn't seem to get enough off.
"Fuck G-Grimmjow…" Ichigo couldn't find himself using any coherent words except for the ones he used to plead the Espada to go "harder" and "faster!"
Grimmjow pounded deeper into Ichigo absolutely lost in ecstasy at the pleasurable sounds the other was making.
Ichigo looked at him questioningly and slightly pissed when the Espada pulled his dick out his entrance and walked into the small wooden house.
"Where the hell are you going?" He snapped. He didn't like the other stopping half way when he could already feel his second orgasm building up.
"Wipe that pissed look of your face and come on in."
The substitute Shinigami reluctantly agreed and walked into the house having to bend down due to his height. He wondered what the hell Grimmjow was doing by coming into such a tight and cramped space.
The sight that greeted him immediately shot all thoughts out of his mind. The Espada was sitting with his back against the back wall gently stroking himself making sure he was even harder than before.
"Stop staring and sit down." Ichigo looked in disbelief at the Espada. There was no way the both of them were going to fit into the cramped little building. His eyes grew wider when he realised what Grimmjow meant by sit down. He meant sit down on his cock.
"God you're slow, no wonder I always kick your ass. Though I'm kind of glad I didn't damage it for obvious reasons." The Espada waited impatiently for Ichigo to position himself in line with his pulsing dick.
When the carrot head seemed to be struggling with impaling himself on the other's cock, Grimmjow roughly thrust upwards smirking stupidly when he hit Ichigo's prostate gland causing the substitute Shinigami to scream out in ecstasy.
Having finally found a comfortable position, the carrot head Shinigami bounced up and down moaning loudly as he impaled himself on Grimmjow's member. He pushed his hands up to touch the roof of the small house so he wouldn't bang his head against the low ceiling. He rocked his hips grinning when he could pull sounds of pleasure from the other participant.
Grimmjow snaked his hands around a slim and slender waist as Ichigo continued to roll his hips on his length.
He could feel his stomach clenching and knew his orgasm was coming fast; he held it down not wanting to be the first one to cum.
"F-fuck Grimmjow, I'm so c-close!" Ichigo found himself breathing with much difficulty.
"Yeah same here 'berry!" Grimmjow grabbed Ichigo's once again blood red member and started stroking it in time with the teenager's bounces.
With a loud scream of Grimmjow's name which the teenager failed to muffle, he shot his load upwards staining both of their bare stomachs.
Feeling the other's walls clench down on him, Grimmjow mumbled incoherent words that sounded like "Ichiberry" and came deep inside the boy's body. They remained still allowing Ichigo to milk the Espada for all he was worth.
They could see their sweat coated bodies being illuminated by the light of the gleaming moon. Ichigo smiled down at Grimmjow. They didn't need to share words of sweet passion. The other knew perfectly well how much he had helped the other. All he could do was smile in return and claim those plump pink lips once more.
"Okay now get your sexy ass of me, Aizen's got a meeting and I didn't know it was already this late." The substitute shinigami felt a little pain in his chest when the other announced his leave. Ichigo could feel the other's eyes on him. He could feel the substance creeping down his thighs as well as Grimmjow's seductive hands aggressively cupping his butt.
"Yeah… time flies by when you're having fun." He tried to sound nonchalant and uncaring but knew his voice was betraying the hurt he was starting to feel.
After exiting the house and getting dressed with much difficulty on Ichigo's side, damn did his ass hurt; they stared at each other awkwardly waiting for each other to break the silence.
"That was definitely better than fighting you." Grimmjow commented before smirking at the boy standing uncomfortably before him.
"Haha yeah…"
"Don't give me that bullshit. You know you enjoyed it and we've definitely got to do it again!" Ichigo perked up at the statement which at all wasn't a question. He had instantaneously figured the Espada was going to leave him as he was without any consequences to their action.
At Ichigo's disbelieving look, Grimmjow sighed and drew himself closer to his former enemy, now lover.
"You didn't just think I'd just leave it at that now did you?" He sighed again when Ichigo nodded his head in agreement admitting that the question was exactly what was on his mind.
"Well you're wrong." Grimmjow kissed him tenderly. "I'm going to find myself more often now in the real world and your ass better be ready for me. I would have loved to stay but I don't want Aizen getting all suspicious."
Ichigo nodded approvingly. He didn't need Soul Society and all the Hollow and Arrancar in Hueco Mundo finding out about his new blooming relationship with the number six Espada.
After opening the Garganta gateway to Hueco Mundo, Grimmjow kissed Ichigo once more before stepping in and disappearing into the sky.
Ichigo sighed into the night sky and entered his real body. He didn't feel like letting curious individuals with particularly high reiatsu watching out of their windows see a floating Kurosaki Ichigo. Besides the pain in his ass hurt too much to be carrying extra load.
Limping out of the park, he made his way home with a content smile on his face.
Yay! To anyone who didn't spontaneously lose interest, thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it somewhat! :)
Tell me if you liked or hated. I'm kind of really tired so if the mistakes in there are like a complete eyesore, just point them out and I can replace the story contents!
Anyways, I bid you all a very dramatic farewell! ~throws out marshmallows. ~Mmmm marshmallows! =D
NinjaPirate out! Ja Ne~
A/N: I'm going to write a second chapter because a few of you have let me know that you aren't happy with how Rukia and Renji got away scotch free. Any ideas as to how to punish them? Let me know and if it's deliciously evil, I'll incorporate it into the following chapter.