A/N: This is my second attempt at shonen-ai. This time with my favorite pairing! I love GrimmIchi, and always will. Please review and let me know what I should work on, or just if you enjoyed it. You flame the story, I will use them to fuel my fire.
If you guys like it enough, I'll probably do a oneshot group, so let me know!
Discalimer: The sexy beast that is Grimmjow does not belong to me, and the sexy strawberry that is Ichigo does not belong to me. They belong to Kubo-sensei.
The story was inspired by this picture.
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Ichigo was heading through the Dangai, back to the World of the Living. He had been in the Soul Society, visiting Rukia, and catching up on news with the war. Rukia and Renji had showed him around the Seireitei a bit, and Rangiku had tried to get him to go out drinking with her. Surprisingly, he managed to avoid Kenpachi the entire time.
Renji, Rukia, and Ukitake had seen him off at the senkaimon. Ukitake, being the kind soul he was, wished him luck in school, and hoped his family was well. And with the goobyes over, he had set off home.
Little did our orange headed strawberry know, he had a little stalker. And this stalker just happened to be the Sexta Espada, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques.
As Ichigo was running on his merry way, a black rip appeared, and gave way to a Garganta. And out stepped Grimmjow, a smirk adorning his face.
"Grimmjow! What the hell are you doing here?" Ichigo asked, a bit shocked to see an Espada.
"Nothing much. I wanted a fight. But, now that I'm here, I think I want something else." Grimmjow replied.
"And just what would that be?" Ichigo questioned. Grimmjow, who had been standing about 20 feet away from the orange head, sonidoed in front of Ichigo.
He leaned over and whispered, "A strawberry."
"Wha-?" Ichigo began, but couldn't finish. Grimmjow had covered his mouth with his own. The two broke apart after a minute.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Ichigo grounded out.
"Nothin'. I told ya I wanted a strawberry." Grimmjow replied, smirking. "And I think I'll have another."
Ichigo shunpoed away, but Grimmjow caught up and grabbed him from behind. Turning him around, Grimmjow planted another kiss on his lips. Ichigo felt a push at his lips. Grimmjow was trying to get in. Ichigo clenched his jaw shut even tighter then before.
Grimmjow was chuckling in his mind at the resistance. He bit down on Ichigo's lips, and they immediately opened thanks to the unexpected pain. Grimmjow slipped his tongue in, and had his fun in the wet crevice. Ichigo had attempted to close his mouth again, but found the Sexta's pink muscle in the way.
The kiss was rough, sour, and dissonant. It was heated, tongues intertwining and fighting for dominance. Two powerful personalities clashing together.
Ichigo and Grimmjow both broke apart after quite awhile. Ichigo just stood there, breathing in the air he had lost. Looking at Grimmjow, he could see the Espada looking right back. Grimmjow walked up, and stopped. The both of them stared at each other, with hard eyes.
Grimmjow grinned, and leaned in. "Look forward to me next time, Kurosaki."
He then summoned a Garganta, and stepped through, leaving his own personal strawberry to ponder wha thad just occurred.