A/N: Hey, all! I'm back with another drabble series! I was looking for another list of themes and stumbled across Dimaar's version of the 100 Themes Challenge from dA. Since it takes me a while to think and flesh out a fic plot (or lack thereof XD), it seemed like a good idea to try and write all of the ideas that I have for potential fics as drabbles instead, so the fics that were listed as potentials on my profile will be appearing here. C: Not to mention, this will be a great writing exercise. The main pairing will be GrimmIchi, but others may pop up now and then and will be listed accordingly. :D Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine, but Jakeru is. :3

Warnings for various drabbles include: A/U, potential OOC, smut, fluff, WAFF, angst, etc.

{Note to self} Started: 1/7/09

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1. Luck

Though there were obvious casualties on both sides of the Winter War, all in all, Ichigo Kurosaki considered himself lucky. His friends had survived and his family was safe, thank Kami. Aizen was dead, his inner hollow was under control, his grades were back up, and best of all, a stray, injured panther followed him home from Hueco Mundo.

The teenage Vizard allowed a small smile to tug at his lips when Grimmjow began to purr in his ear while the ex-Espada slept, unconsciously pulling the teen to his hard body and snuggled closer while they lay in bed after some hot, rough 'exercise'.

Yeah, he was pretty fortunate, Ichigo mused as he carded his fingers though his lover's soft baby blue hair, but Grimmjow was too and he wouldn't change a damn thing. Kami knows he's deserved it after all the things he's been through, the both of them. Let's just hope things stayed that way.

2. Happiness

Grimmjow never knew what true happiness felt like. He's known of anger and pain, bloodlust and the satisfaction of coming out on top, sure, but the arrancar didn't know how to be happy until he came to live under the Kurosaki household. As he heard pots and pans clanking softly in the kitchen while Yuzu made dinner, Isshin ranting to his wife's poster again, and his Ichi helping Karin with her homework, the blunet finally allowed himself to let his guard down and relax, folding his arms behind his head as he lounged on the sofa. He could get used to this.

3. Sadness

It was a dark, cloudy day and it looked like it was going to rain soon; the perfect atmosphere for that particularly somber, melancholy day. The pair had stayed behind, even after Isshin and the twins had gone home. The family knew and respected that Ichigo always wanted to spend just a little more time with her, but now that Grimmjow was also part of the family and by his side, the Kurosakis left feeling that the oldest sibling was in good hands.

They didn't say anything for a while and didn't really have a need to until Ichigo slowly knelt down and placed a beautiful bouquet of white lilies before him as tribute. "Hi, mom," he said quietly, chocolate brown eyes softened with a hint of sadness and love. He sensed Grimmjow crouched beside him on one knee and his hand found its mate in a large, warm calloused one, "I want you to meet someone. I think you would have liked him…"

4. Good (takes place in the 'Stray' universe. A/N: At the end of Stray's extra chapter, Ichigo was already in college by then, but still lived with his family. After much sobbing and annoyed ticking of an orange eyebrow, he had finally convinced his dad to let him live in student housing before the new semester started. :3)

When Ichigo came home to his small but cozy apartment from his part-time job at the university's bookstore, his tom cat was lying on the living room floor, sky blue head propped up in a clawed hand on his elbow as he watched Jakeru play and stack some alphabet blocks together in front of him with half-lidded eyes. The teen leaned against the wall and crossed his arms, a small smile on his face as he looked on, unnoticed for now.

"All right, Squirt," Grimmjow's gravelly voice began. He pointed to the 'A' block at the top of the small pyramid Jakeru had masterfully constructed. "This is A." The baby tilted his head and blinked. "A," his Daddy repeated slowly.

"…Eh?"

Grimmjow nodded in approval. "Good." He pointed to the next one on the bottom left, "B."

"Beh," the cub attempted to say, his little brow furrowed in concentration as a striped ear flickered.

Grimmjow smirked. Jakeru looked just like his Mama when he made that face. The blunet pointed to the last one, "C."

"Seh!" the little one chirped, throwing his small hands up into the air as he giggled. He liked this game!

"Good job, pumpkin," a pleasant baritone praised, and Ichigo made his way towards his hybrids. Two pair of slitted eyes turned to look at him.

"Mama!" Jakeru smiled joyfully as the teen sat cross-legged on the floor near them perpendicular to Grimmjow's lounging body, and helped his baby boy get comfortable in his lap when he crawled over.

"You're getting so smart," Ichigo murmured, tapping a gentle finger to Jakeru's button nose. The cub wiggled it, giggling again, and continued to make happy baby noises.

"He's gonna be a real bookworm when he grows up," Grimmjow drawled and smirked, "just like you."

Ichigo frowned in mock anger, but his hybrids merely laughed in response.

5. Evil (takes place in the 'My Strawberry Kitten' universe)

"You. Are. Evil," Ichigo hissed while he tried to pull the skirt of his dress down further, though it was all in vain.

"Oh, I dunno about that, Kitten," Grimmjow mused teasingly, his bright blues drinking in the lovely view of his flustered pet, "but you look good enough to eat."

Though he was glaring at the infuriating man, the orange haired neko found his face heating up at the comment as well as the impish gleam in his Master's eyes. "I can't believe you dragged me back here," he muttered darkly, still pulling at his dress.

They were once again in Ayame's shop, and the hybrid was somehow wrestled into more costumes. He was currently dressed up in a Tokyo Mew Mew costume, the same one that belonged to one of the characters who happened to share the same name as him.

The main piece of the costume was a pink dress that reached mid-thigh, with sharply cut petals of fabric jutting off the bodice that were angled downwards. Trimmed in short, soft red fur, the sweetheart top of the bodice hid Ichigo's lack of bust rather nicely with its clever use of seams and shadows and silhouettes, while pink ruffly armbands also trimmed in red fur surrounded his biceps and a matching garter hugged his right thigh.

A collar of the same theme with a golden pendant hanging from it encircled his neck, and feminine red gloves enveloped his masculine hands, one of which was holding a large fuzzy pink heart accessory that had a golden bell attached to a bow-like ornament at the top. To Ichigo's further annoyance, the knee-high red lace-up boots were also high heels, the only difference between his costume and the original design. Finishing off the costume was the big red bow tied near the end of his tail, the big golden jingle bell in the middle chiming with every agitated sway of said tail.

"Heh, now you truly are my Strawberry Kitten," Grimmjow purred, enjoying the dark blush staining his neko's cheeks.

"Don't call me that," Ichigo muttered as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. He scowled/pouted when Grimmjow chuckled wickedly.

6. Sport

"Don't be such a spoiled sport," Ichigo chuckled beside his disgruntled boyfriend as he hefted up a big white armored panther plushie that he won from one of the game booths. The pair was at the annual Las Noches festival in the city of Hueco Mundo that Ichigo had coaxed a reluctant Grimmjow to go with him and his family. While his father and the twins had wandered off on their own, the couple had meandered through the crowd, hopping on rides and playing games. Ichigo had kicked Grimmjow's ass in games, which was illustrated by the orange haired teen's huge plushie compared to Grimmjow's dinky little lion plushie.

"Shut up. I don't wanna talk about it," the blunet grumbled, handing the thing to Yuzu without a word when the two met up with the rest of the Kurosakis near the entrance of the festival. Ichigo smiled at the sight of his sister's happy face as she cuddled her new toy after thanking Grimmjow gratefully, and he leaned up to kiss the taller boy on the cheek.

"You're so sweet," he murmured, and laughed as blue haired teen's chiseled face took on a light pink tint.

"I said, shut up," he muttered, before pulling his smiling lover into a real kiss.

7. Machine

Ichigo quirked an eyebrow. "What the hell is it?" he asked, eyeing the strange machine that was sitting in the middle of the room warily.

Urahara grinned and fanned himself, "It's a baby-maker!" he said in glee. The young man's eyes bugged out.

"What?!"

"What? Didn't you say that you and Grimmjow were talking about children the other day?" the shopkeeper mentioned slyly.

Ichigo blushed, and scratched the back of his head. "Y-Yeah, but I didn't think you'd take it seriously!"

"Well, if the need/want/urge ever arises, know that it is now available to you~!" the quirky man sing-songed before dancing out of the room. Ichigo rolled his eyes and shook his head before deciding he should head home. He never should have even asked.

But on his way home, he couldn't get the thought of giggly orange haired, blue eyed babies or toddling blue-haired, amber eyed tikes out of his head.

…Hm, maybe he should talk to Grimmjow about it again.

8. Hero (takes place in the 'Stray' universe)

Ichigo straightened up from his fighting stance, glaring fiercely at the fleeing group of thugs until they rounded the corner out of sight.

"My hero," Grimmjow drawled from behind him, cradling a frightened cub in his muscular arms. He purred and rubbed Jakeru's small back soothingly, gently rocking the baby until he stopped trembling. "S'kay, Squirt. Mama scared the bad men away."

"Is he all right?" Ichigo hurried over and checked his baby boy over, relieved to find not a hair out of place on either of them.

"Well, since you went into Mama Tiger mode, they didn't get within five feet of us," the blunet hybrid replied, "I only regret not getting in on the action. It's been a while since my last fight."

Ichigo frowned at that. "As it should be," he quipped, before taking Jakeru into his arms for a cuddle.

"Kill joy," Grimmjow grumbled playfully before he slung an arm around his mate's waist as the little family continued on their way home.

9. Peace (was going to be 'Nepeta cataria' and inspired by a couple other fics. It's been done before, but I just wanted to do my own version. :3 I tend to do that a lot. XD)

Between school and fighting hollows, Ichigo was slowly but surely getting worn down night after night. All he wanted was some peace and quiet in order to catch up on some sleep. That's all. Alas, it was not meant to be with an irritating, blue haired maniac constantly harassing him…like right now.

Ichigo groaned as his ears picked up the dreaded sound of tapping on his bedroom window. "God dammit," he hid his head under his pillow in hopes that Grimmjow would get the hint and just leave, but again, it was not meant to be. If anything, the Espada's taps grew louder and more insistent until finally Ichigo couldn't take it anymore. Throwing off his blankets, he quietly stomped over and threw up his window. "What?!" he hissed, glaring at the annoying blunet.

Grimmjow merely smirked, "Yo, shinigami."

"What the hell do you want?" Ichigo demanded as he crossed his muscled arms over his chest.

"What do ya think? Get yer sword and come fight me," the Espada growled before he sonidoed off towards their usual spot away from people and buildings near the park.

"Damn you, Grimmjow," Ichigo cursed, before digging out his soul badge and pressing it to his chest. After making sure his body was tucked in bed, he leapt into the night after the infuriating man.

When he caught up with him, Ichigo didn't even pause before viciously attacking the Espada repeatedly.

"Whoa, what's up with the attitude, shinigami? Not that I mind," Grimmjow cackled gleefully when they landed on opposite sides of the field after exchanging some good blows.

"Shut up and let's make this quick. I'm pissed off, I'm tired, and the sooner we get this done, the sooner I can go to bed," the young Vizard scowled before unleashing a getsuga tenshou at his opponent. Not quite expecting the sudden attack, Grimmjow leapt out the way in time, but somehow miscalculated a tiny bit and ended up landing in a patch of peculiar plants, crouched comfortably on his haunches like a feline.

When he didn't stand up right away, Ichigo warily made his way over to where the other had landed, not quite sure what he was up to. As he neared, the teen cocked an orange eyebrow at the sight of Grimmjow flopping onto his back into the plants. "Er…are you…all right?" Ichigo carefully asked as he watched his opponent roll around on the vegetation and…giggle.

"Mm, smells good," the panther arrancar murmured huskily before glazed azure eyes stared straight at Ichigo. Quicker than the Vizard could sense, Grimmjow pounced onto his unsuspecting prey and pinned him down on the grass with his own body. "Mm, looks good," he purred deeply and Ichigo felt his face heat up despite himself as his wide chocolate brown eyes portrayed his disbelief.

"What the hell?!" the orange haired boy exclaimed before he was muffled by Grimmjow's soft, smooth lips. "Mmf!" Brown eyes darted everywhere as Ichigo struggled futilely under the larger man before they landed on the crushed plants right next to him. 'Fuck, catnip?! I'm so screwed,' he thought in panic as the panther pulled back, getting a glimpse of the dark lust in Grimmjow's mesmerizing blue eyes before the dominating male dove back in for another hungry kiss, 'literally!'

…That night, Grimmjow showed his shinigami why he was called the Sexta Espada.

10. War

"Aww, Grimmy, you cheater!" Nel whined, stomping her foot childishly, "You got him drunk and then had your way with him! I thought we were gonna fight for him fair and square!" She crossed her arms under her impressive chest and pouted.

"Heh, all's fair in love and war," Grimmjow smirked at his little sister, holding a naked, sleeping Ichigo in his equally bare lap under his warm blankets, "besides, he already liked me first anyway." He purred and nuzzled the top of his new lover's orange head, his smirk growing when Ichigo nuzzled him back in his slumber.

"Ugh! I should have known!" Nel huffed and threw her arms up in the air, turning to leave the room as she muttered to herself about 'lying, manipulative older brothers'.

When she slammed the door to his bedroom shut, Ichigo stirred in his arms and yawned, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. "Ow, my head," he muttered as he touched his temple and blinked sleepily before realizing just where he was and who he was with. "Grimmjow?" he asked, his eyes widening as he took in their state of undress.

"Mornin', Ichi," Grimmjow husked, tilting the younger man's head up and capturing his soft, supple lips. Ichigo flushed in embarrassment but he returned the kiss hesitantly, his eyes fluttering shut at the pleasant sensations. They pulled apart, and Grimmjow rubbed their noses together affectionately, grinning at the sight of Ichigo's blush darkening on his boyish, handsome face. "Yer mine now, you do know that, yeah?" he growled, his bright blue eyes gazing intently into Ichigo's chocolate brown.

The orange haired teen blinked, before he let a small smirk grace his lips, "Well, if I'm yours, than you're mine, too," he declared, leaning up to catch the blunet's lips this time. A deep, rumbling purr was Grimmjow's response before he laid Ichigo down back onto the bed for a repeat of last night.

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A/N: I already have about half of these done, but they need to be read over and revised a bit, so stay tuned for more next week!