Stranger Blues

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud, Thud, Thud, Thud.

Ichigo sat in bed, just praying to Kami that the loud noises of a headboard banging against the wall would just fucking stop once and for all. If the headboard wasn't enough though, each loud thud would be punctuated with a string of curses coming from a man that was apparently having the time of his life. The first few times it was kind of funny, the orange haired man brushing it off and popping his earphones in, cranking up the music and going back to sleep.

But this was happening daily. Has been for two weeks, with a different man each night screaming his head off. Earphones could only do so much, and since Ichigo's had broken and he didn't have the extra cash laying around to replace them with a decent, sex-noise blocking pair, they didn't do anything at all. He'd even resorted to picking up those little foam earplugs, but all they'd done was betray him by falling out of his little ears and leaving him defenseless to the pleasured moans and groans that bounced off of the walls.

Ichigo could leave as many fucking notes on apartment 6E's door as he wanted to, all pleading the man to shut up and go to sleep for once, but obviously nothing would work. Obviously, because it never stopped. Not even a day's break, and that was really starting to piss the 22 year-old med student off.

The asshole neighbor didn't acknowledge his existence, didn't respond to the notes, didn't even make an effort to keep the noise level down ever- not even for one night. Now Ichigo wasn't a pushover by any means, but he'd never really liked to beat sense into people if things could be solved in a non-violent way; hence the abundance of useless notes left outside of the door to the sex-cave. The young man didn't have an endless amount of patience though, and it seems as if he'd found his breaking point at two weeks.

"Uhh, god! I'm...uhhh. I'm coming, fu-uuck!" The one night stand howled, the thudding increased in tempo and power, the shitty, paper thin walls shuddering and vibrating with the sheer force. Ichigo's scowl deepened considerably as he waited for the other man to cum with that one soft grunt as always, then kick the new boy toy out of his apartment.

Ungf.

There it was. Low, but there. He seemed like he was quite good at what he did (if you went by the sounds that always radiated from the unknown man's room), but he never really ended it with a bang, so he must not be getting as good as he gave from anyone. The harsh expression on the orange haired man's face only got worse with time, even after he heard the gruff, muffled baritone of Mr. FuckYouTillYouScream and the bitchy, high pitched whining of the man that literally got screwed over (heh) arguing as the latter got kicked out. There was a muffled thump as the door was slammed, and then there was presumably one, unless Mr. FuckYou (for short) had a roommate that was able to put up with that (but Ichigo seriously doubted it).

If you didn't think that this situation could get worse than it was, that's because you didn't know it was 3am. Not to mention, the ever-vicious Dr. Kurotsuchi was going to give out a torturous exam tomorrow and he was going to pass out in class (as always). This unknown neighbor was going to make him fail a test now, and that's what made this different from the other sleepless nights. Not only was this unknown animal the reason for the half-assed notes Ichigo took because he constantly fell asleep in class, plus the constant scoldings for said sleeping, but he was about to fail an important test because some dude couldn't keep his dick in his pants for a night.

This had gone on long enough, and the ginger would beat the ever-loving shit out of the stranger on the other side of the wall if he had to in order to get him to be quieter from now on.

Well no, he wouldn't beat the ever-loving shit out of anyone who hadn't done anything but have loud sex, but he would definitely go have a talk with the man. Ichigo turned his head to his LED alarm clock and let out a tired sigh.

3:30am

Tomorrow. He'd have a talk with the SexStranger tomorrow.

I'm not sure how this'll do, but this the start to a new GrimmIchi, and it's my first yaoi as well- so make sure to leave all of your opinions in the reviews, good or bad. I'd really like to know how it is, so feel free to flame and hate or whatever (as long as it's about my writing, if you're just here to tell me how much you don't like yaoi or something, don't bother. Or do. Whatever floats your boat). This could have 5 to 15 chapters, and I'm leaning towards the longer side just because I have a plan, so thoughts on that? Oh, and other chapters will be six or seven times longer, you have been warned.

The pic I used for this Fanfiction is certainly not mine, so feel free to kick my ass and make me take it down if this beauty is yours and you don't like me using it. Bleach ain't mine neither for good measure. I ain't got the cash to get sued.

The deal I mentioned in the summary will pop up in the next chapter by the way!~

Love,

TheSextaEspada