Hey! So, my first story…Hm. Not sure what authors usually write here, so I guess I'll warn you all now! This is a yaoi, which means guyxguy, and the pairings are grimxIchixShiro, meaning Ichi will be the bottom to both Shiro and Grim! There will be swearing and minor violence, so if none of this sits well with you, you may want to leave. Oh, and of course yaoi smexiness. Did I mention that? (Don't own Bleach- Just in case ya didn't know)

Ichigo sat on his couch, like he did every Saturday, and watched boring movies that they played knowing full well that very few people would be watching, since most people would be out doing something. Like dancing, going out on dates, eating out with friends… sadly, he had no such plans. He was a med student, with a crazy schedule that changes daily. He suddenly had an open Saturday night, but it was already too late to make plans.

His roommates were both out, probably partying or something, but he wouldn't know since they never tell him anything. Well, that wasn't exactly fair; they never really saw each other long enough to chat about stuff like schedules and plans. They were friends and all, but not as close as he had been with his friends from high school; He sighed as he thought about them.

Rukia was off at some prestigious academy with Ishida, those lucky geniuses. Then there was Chad, who had wanted to learn more about his heritage and went to Mexico to study art or something peaceful like that. Renji had gone into professional soccer, and was now traveling with his team. Ironically, he was watching one of his games now.

Ichigo sighed and slumped a little against the couch, turning up the volume so he could hear over the music blaring from his neighbor's apartment.

Shiro checked his phone. Grimmjow was late, dammit. Sure, it was only two minutes, but in his mind that could easily have meant that he was going back to their apartment to seduce Ichi. His ichi! He looked up just in time to see the blue-haired demon walking now. He scowled at him.

Grimmjow gave a shit eating grin to the albino waiting impatiently for him. "We had a deal, bastard!" he glared. Grimmjow glowered at him. "Yeah, I remember. And I also remember that you've been late before too!" He shot back.

***FLASHBACK TIME***

Shiro and Grimmjow both stared at the orangette before them. Holy Fuck, Grimm thought. Shiro stared hungrily. Then they both noticed the other's lusty gazes. They met each others eyes and glared, and as soon as introductions were over and the strawberry had went to unpack (In the best room in the entire apartment, as Shiro and Grimm made sure he got), they turned to each other.

"Well, I suppose we have a little problem here," Shiro drawled.

Grimmjow sneered back at him. "Yeah, guess we do. Question is, what're we gonna do about it?"

Well, long story short, they had decided that neither was going to get him. Sure, they both knew he was straight, but that wasn't really their problem. At first, the rule was simply 'hands off'. But as time went on, they realized that wasn't good enough. So now, neither can go to the apartment while the other isn't there. The rules so far went like this:
1. Hands off

2. No seducing

3. One can only be in the apartment with Ichigo if the other is there as well

4. No sleeping next to him

5. No going in his room

And lastly,

6. No Jacking off to him

Sure, they were crude, but they we retrying to avoid temptation here. So, here they were, walking into the apartment together, as always. Their eyes both went to the sleepy-looking boy on the couch, dozing as he watched some soccer game. Grimm tossed his bag on the table and kicked his shoes off, purposely making a lot of noise to wake up Ichi. Shiro frowned at him and took off his shoes more politely, setting his bag and books next to Grimmjows. Sure, he seemed polite, but he would take the berry in an instance if not for the agreement. And, though neither male would admit it, they did care how the orangette felt.

Ichigo hadn't heard his two roommates come in, but jumped as he heard Grimmjow kicking his shoes and slamming his backpack on the table. He looked over at them, clearly startled, and smiled. "Welcome home," he greeted. The other two felt their hearts beat faster, that adorable face pushing both of them close to their limits. It was like he was a housewife, welcoming the husband(s) home. They threw a glance at each other, then sat on either side of him, each closer to the boy than most would sit.

Ichigo felt his cheeks go slightly pink at their closeness, Grimmjow throwing an arm over the back of the couch before slyly wrapping it around Ichi's shoulders, then Shiro threading his arm through the boy's. He should have been used to it by now, especially since he knew they were both gay, but he had been sure they were a couple. After all, they always came home together, they seemed to try to keep the same schedule as the other, and they hung out quite often together, besides at the apartment.

Ichigo was dead wrong, but of course he didn't realize it.

"Huh, you always watch this team. Got a crush on one of the players?" Shiro teased, smiling at Ichigo, who's face went nearly as red as his hair. Before he could answer, Grimmjow cut in. "Probably the red head right? You were cheering his name during one of your first nights here." Ichigo noted that Grimmjow sounded… Jealous? No, that couldn't be it. His face was almost as red as an actual strawberry as he floundered, shaking his head. "N-no, nothing like that," he stammered.

Shiro and Grimmjow both seemed relieved by the denial, though Ichigo still couldn't comprehend why. He looked down at his lap, bright red still. Shiro and Grimmjow looked over at each other, a silent agreement passing between them. Grimm reached for the remote and Ichigo looked up confused. "How about we watch a movie?" Shiro suggested as Grimmjow flipped on one of the many slasher flicks that played this time of night. Ichigo gulped and both of the other males stared hungrily, knowing full well the boy was terrified of scary movies.

Before long, the strawberry was practically shaking, shrunken into the back of the couch. He had been slyly moved into Shiro's lap, but was curled into Grimmjow, hiding his face against the man every time the killer found a new victim. Neither of the males had watched the movie since they turned it on, completely focused on the cowering boy that stuck glued to them. Neither realized that Ichigo was relying on both of them until towards the end of the movie, when he had fallen asleep and they both moved to carry him to his room.

Their eyes met, and it became very clear to both of them: There were going to be a lot of rules broken very soon.

Heh, So, what do you think so far? Originally I intended a one shot, but I wasn't sure how it would go... Plus, I need help from the reviews! There was no smexiness this time, and instead a lot Of OOC-ness! So, like I was saying, I need help (If anyone is actually reading this). How should the whole sexy scene go down? Will it be a drunken night, or will both Shiro-chan and Grimmkitty break and just take him right then and there? All reviews appreciated!