Disclaimer: I wish I was Kubo-sensei but I'm not nor will I ever be. Such is the life of a simple fan girl.

A/N Welcome to yet another collection…well you can look it that way or you can see it for what it really is…shots that are interconnected with each other. But since I love him best the number 1 orange berry is up first, then the tattooed pineapple redhead and finally the raven-haired beauty. Better known as Ichigo, Renji and Rukia.

Warnings: AU, OOC-ness, language, spelling, grammar, punctuation, interconnected one-shots, sprinkles of lime.

For Ane-chan because her love for this pairing never wavers.

HALLOWEEN!THEME

Why Go Bobbin' For Apples When Ya Can Go Bobbin' For Berries, Pineapples and Ravens?

GrimmjowxIchigo

#1 Trick or Thief?

The orange haired teen did not appreciate the damn sunshine practically blinding him-did not appreciate the way his wrists and ankles throbbed as he moved to half stand. And he damn sure did not appreciate white and sticky substances clinging to his body.

Waking up in the back of a van and naked as the day he was born was not an every day occurrence for Kurosaki Ichigo.

As the orange haired teen searched the vehicle for his clothes he recounted the events that had led him to this moment.

()()

Instead of roaming the town with a pretty girl on his arm or attending a costume party with his friends on Halloween night Ichigo is found in a café with a novel in hand and caramel candy apple lollipop in his mouth.

The café is quiet. Not a single soul is stirring aside from the owner but even he is off in one of the backrooms watching old fashioned horror films, a Kleenex box next to him and no doubt bawling his eyes out like a little girl.

The guy had asked Ichigo to join him but the orange haired teen had declined.

()~()

"Thanks Urahara but I've never cared much for Zombies or werewolves."

The man seemed rather disappointed but rather than whine or protest he presented Ichigo with a large bag of lollipops.

"What's this?"

Urahara grinned, "It's Halloween and you're not out trick or treating so I brought the treat to you."

Ichigo snorted but accepted the bag of candy. "Thanks I'll only stick around for like another hour or so and then I'll head back home."

Urahara waved away his concerns. "Don't even worry about it we're practically family now whether your father chooses to admit it or not."

Ichigo really rather not think about the "connection" between Urahara and goat face. He was still pretty angry that both men had held their wedding reception on his late mother's gravestone.

And when goat face had refused to tell Ichigo how he had originally gotten together with Urahara in the first place it only angered the teen further.

In truth Ichigo had nothing against his father falling for someone else (be it man or woman) in order to ease the heartache but he would have preferred it if Isshin had picked someone else.

Urahara Kisuke had been his father's friend for many years-Ichigo hated to think that his father had cheated on his mother at any point when she had still been alive-Ichigo wanted to believe that goat face was better than that but still he had his doubts from time to time.

Of course the partial blame for said doubts could go to one Ishida Ryuken.

Ichigo shook his head-he really rather not think about how his caretaker might as well have been a grade A Candy Boy in the past-not that goat face had whored himself out to other men exactly but pretty close-

Ichigo shook his head more firmly.

He felt Urahara give his shoulder a tight squeeze and shortly after this the man disappeared in the back room.

()~()

There was nothing outstanding or spectacular about the novel Ichigo was currently reading but the dialogue had sort of a-or rather the author who was speaking had a rather cynical take on the whole Halloween tradition, obsession, history and what not.

450 pages worth of rambling with bits and pieces of what might actually be considered a story of some sort-

Sounds coming from the outside pulled Ichigo attention away from his book and to the window.

At first it looks like some punks were hanging around in the parking lot-no doubt planning to 'decorate' the café with eggs, toilet paper and graffiti.

But then Ichigo sees the two figures dressed in black making their way towards his late mother's prized vehicle which he had inherited in Masaki's will.

He concludes that the duo probably will not just take it for a simple test drive. There is a slight possibility that they might be drunk and believe that the vehicle belongs to them but if that was the case why wear the facemasks and gloves?

Obviously the punks out there are car thieves.

One is clearly a female for there is no way to mistake that large rack-not to mention the black material is clinging to her like a second skin.

The second is a male-something about the stance-in addition very few women are 6'1-

Ichigo snorts. 'Probably some jackass looking to impress his girlfriend.'

The female is making gestures with her hands now-and then a moment later both figures disappear from view.

And Ichigo almost thinks that the over-hyped holiday is messing with his mind because there's no way two solid figures could just vanish in thin air.

()

There is a tap on the window-thief number 2 has pressed his face against the glass-the way the thin fabric is stretching over his face leaves Ichigo to conclude that the guy must surely be grinning at him.

Hoping for some sort of reaction?

'Too damn bad I'm not giving him one.'

The thief cocks his head to the side and Ichigo almost thinks that the guy is playing with him now.

He looks away from the window and towards the backroom-the television is still blaring loudly and he can he hear the faint sound of sniffling which means Urahara hasn't even noticed all of the commotion.

The thief is tapping on the window again demanding Ichigo's attention.

The orange haired teen turns to find said thief now doing some sort of obscene gyrating movements-and the pathetic excuse for fabric does little to hide the fact that the thief has quite an impressive almost eye bulging package-not that Ichigo was looking or anything.

Ichigo shifts his attention to the second thief at the sound of an engine running-the bitch actually had the audacity to hotwire the vehicle right in front of him!

Wasting no more time Ichigo runs out of the café and fully intended to protect his car-key word here being intended-

For there was little the orange haired youth could do as strong arms wrap around his body and hold him in place.

Ichigo was not scrawny by any stretch and with a few well- practiced and semi-calculated moves he could break the hold.

If only it didn't feel so damn good to have a hard, muscular chest pressing into his back-if only it didn't feel so damn good to have the guys' breath near his ear-a humming sound issuing from out of his lips.

As one arm slowly releases it's hold on the orange haired teen Ichigo thinks it will be the perfect opportunity to break the hold but he quickly finds that his efforts to break free are pointless-one arm is gripping him so tightly now he could almost swear if he made one wrong move a bone or two would crack.

Quickly concluding that the thief must have used his free hand in order to remove his mask.

"When they told me you blew off my Halloween party so you could spend a quiet evening alone with your nose buried in a leather bound books I didn't believe it-told them that there was no way my favorite strawberry would miss the greatest bash of the season but then 8, 9, 10 o clock rolled around and it turned out they were right."

A pause

"At first I was just going to track you down, scoop you up and drag you back to my den but then my dearest cousin came up with a different plan-I'm sure you've met her right? Large rack, gray eyes, streaks of purple and pink hair dye in her long auburn locks, silver nose ring, has a habit of cornering petite little ravens?"

Ichigo felt like slapping himself in the forehead.

The abs alone should have been a dead give away.

"Grimmjow?"

What the hell was his not quite friend/not quite enemy doing loitering around in a café parking lot when he should be getting blazed up or shit-faced or whatever he usually enjoyed doing on the 31st of October?

"The one and only although I'm not gonna lie there are quite a few posers out there who dream of being me."

Ichigo felt like punching the guy and why?

Because it would be an ideal cover up and that way Grimmjow wouldn't discover that Ichigo was getting a little er um excited right now.

The orange haired youth started to squirm-almost instantly freezing up when he felt Grimmjow's mouth at his ear once more, tongue darting out to give a teasing lick.

"Play nice and nothing bad will happen."

The other thief was sticking her head out the window and waving at Ichigo now.

"Don't be rude go ahead wave to her Ichi-brat."

"Wave to-?"

Grimmjow chuckled. "I told you that's my cousin, HIme, now be nice and wave I think she likes you."

"The hell?"

Ichigo was getting angry now-well he was already angry but had momentarily forgotten what with the appearance of a certain blue-haired pain in his ass and all.

He struggled to break the hold once more.

"It's pointless."

Ichigo let out a growl. The hell he was just going to let these two-

"You're not going anywhere with my car. I could have you arrested you know I cou-

Another teasing lick followed by a slight nip "But you won't," the stupid blue haired bastard was purring now, "You like me too much."

"What the hell ever gave you that idea?"

Not that there wasn't some truth to Grimmjow's words but-

The bulge behind Ichigo was suddenly becoming a lot more obvious-

He felt the tell tale sign of heat rushing to his cheeks-worse yet Ichigo could feel his nipples growing hard-cold weather or wind for that matter always seemed to make them extra sensitive-

He really had to break the damn hold or-

"We're just going to borrow it for a night or two."

"What the hell for?"

Why was Ichigo asking these questions? He should be fighting, breaking the hold, snarling, yelling for Urahara to call the cops-yes there were many things Ichigo should be doing but-

"What for?"

Grimmjow's mouth abandoned his ear and moved down to his neck, nibbling and sucking on the pulsing skin-waking up the rest of Ichigo's body (which had held out pretty well so far)

"Buddy of mine is getting released in the mornin' they call him the Coyote but anyway he can't stay here and his flight doesn't leave until early Monday morning but you see it takes us 24 hours to get there-

"And what the hell am I supposed to drive home in?"

"Ah I'm glad you asked, come with me."

()()

A van, a big clunky not to mention seriously ugly van-Ichigo would have to be the world's biggest idiot to give up a prized beauty like his Jaguar for the scrap of junk that was being presented to him.

"Absolutely not!"

"I had a feeling you would be stubborn at first which is why-

Grimmjow didn't bother to finish his sentence just lifted Ichigo off his feet and tossed him none too gently in the back of the van-

But the blue haired male didn't do anything uber dramatic like slam and lock the doors shut-no he crawled in right after the orange haired youth, quickly stripping Ichigo out of his clothes, flipping him on to his stomach and then binding his arms and legs together with cable wires.

Ichigo was about to shout a string of profanities only to find a handkerchief around his mouth. He noted that it smelled faintly of leather and nicotine.

"It's a shame you're being stubborn. I really wanted hear my name coming out of that sweet mouth of yours but it seems that will have to wait for next time-

There was a pause

"Tempting as it would be to take you just like this. Full on van-sex also lacks romance so I'm only going to play with you a little this time."

()()

Ichigo shivered as cool fingers brushed against his bare back, teasing and raising the fine hardly noticeable peach fuzz-

So smooth. I've gotta ask what's your secret?"

Ichigo could swear or make threats but it seemed rather pointless since he was gagged and all. Besides Grimmjow hadn't really done anything bad so far-

"Naturally smooth, rarely if ever in need of a shave or wax."

Ichigo couldn't tell if Grimmjow was mocking or marveling at his almost feminine like skin texture.

Not that the orange haired youth cared. He was quite content with having little to no hair on his body.

"I like it a lot-means you can feel everything I'm doing and about to do to you."

Fingers continued there gentle teasing up and down Ichigo's spine before moving lower-stopping less than an inch or two above the crease of his firm buttocks-course Ichigo knew it was only a matter of time before it got to that point.

And he'd almost forgotten about the cable wires biting into his skin-

"If I untie you will you run?"

Run? Well Ichigo could run but he was not quite sure he would want to-while it was true Grimmjow could be an ass from time to time-it's kind of what had attracted him to the guy in the first place.

Not that he would admit this out loud or anything.

"What about if I remove this gag? Will you tell me to go to hell or fuck off?"

Closer, closer and the fingers had reached their intended destination-Ichigo shivered

"So responsive and I haven't even touched the inside yet."

()()()

And the rest remained-well not quite a blur per se but flashes of what had followed-

Grimmjow had indeed kept true to his word and only teased Ichigo-using those powerful hands to part his buttocks and then with out further warning driving into his tight little hole with what surely must have been a tongue-for as far as the orange haired teen could tell the blue haired pervert hadn't been carrying anything.

Not that that would have changed much either.

Ichigo had seen enough late night 'dramas' and it didn't exactly take a genius to figure out what his not quite enemy wanted from him.

And if Ichigo was going to be honest with him self he had wanted it just as much-

Still-

'Virgin or not why the fuck did I pass out from a simple orgasm?'

A half grin made it's way on to Ichigo face as he reconsidered-

'Well perhaps it wasn't simple but-

A loud banging noise pulled the orange haired youth from his thoughts.

"Ichigo? Ichigo! Hey Ichigo you in there man?"

The banging noise came again-louder this time.

"Ichigo? Do you hear me? Hey man its Renji are you in there?"

Ichigo blinked. Wondering how Renji had found him.

'Well I did tell him and Rukia that I would be hanging around Urahara's café so-

"Ichigo? You idiot stop scaring your friends and answer!"

Ichigo didn't really have any desire to let his friends catch him with his pants down so he quickly pulled them up and then exited the van.

Trying to ignore the way the harsh wind was biting at the top half of his body, which was still unclothed.

The best way to handle this situation would be to play it casual.

"Yo!"

"Yo? Don't fuckin' yo us Ichigo just what the hell were you doing in there? And more importantly," Renji paused and took a curious sniff "Why do you smell like jizz?"

Just once, just fucking once Ichigo wished his tattooed friend kept his thoughts and comments to himself.

He grinned when Rukia raised her baton (she was still wearing her Halloween costume as a 'band geek') and whacked Renji over the head. "Don't say that kind of thing in front of a lady!"

The redhead mumbled something under his breath about 'abusive girlfriends' and then took of his bomber jacket and tossed it at the orange haired teen. "Put that on. It's freezing fuckin' cold out here and I'm not gonna be the one scolded when your sisters find out that you're running around half naked when it's one of the coldest days in October."

Ichigo sighed and slipped the jacket on. "How did you guys know to find me in a van?"

Rukia snorted, "Because every time I turn around you're getting yourself into some sort of situation or another."

"Yeah but that doesn't explain-

"Look man," Renji rubbed the back of his head "Let's just say we received a tip off of sorts."

Ichigo raised a brow. "Meaning?"

The redhead shifted from one foot to another. "Nel and Tatsuki overheard something about hotwiring a car and then your name was also mentioned so-

"We put two and two together." Rukia finished.

Ichigo didn't quite understand "If you knew why did you wait until morning to show up?"

"Well uh you see the thing about that I uh-you tell him Rukia."

The raven-haired beauty eyes twinkled "Well I figured it was only fair, I mean Grimmjow gave me a treat so I wanted to return the gesture."

"What the hell Rukia?"

Rukia smirked, "Don't know what you're getting so worked up about Ichigo-in fact you should be thanking me."

Ichigo sighed. That was his raven-haired friend all over-never could stop that bad habit of playing match maker-still

"You hate that guy Renji why would you agree to do something like this?"

The tattooed pineapple looked a little uneasy, still bouncing from one foot to another, reddish brown orbs darting around-it was strange behavior-

"Renji?"

"I owed him."

That made absolutely no sense what so ever. What could Renji possibly owe Grimmjow?

"Owed him?"

"Yeah, I owed him man."

That was one of the most frustrating things about Renji-failed to explain things properly. But Ichigo wasn't letting it go so he pressed on-

"Why?"

"Uh-Renji trailed off, eyes darting back and fourth between Ichigo and Rukia "I can't talk about it man, it's uh just between me and him."

A secret between Renji and Grimmow?

Why did the idea irritate Ichigo?

He studied the redhead for a few minutes-trying to figure out what Renji was hiding, then he glanced at Rukia but the raven-haired beauty wasn't even paying attention-her gaze was off in the distance which was also strange.

Ichigo rubbed the side of his forehead. This was too much for early morning.

"Whatever let's just get out of here."

FIN?

Nah not really…the story continues but flash forwards to the following year…even though #2 centers more on Renji, Ichigo still plays a major role…

THANK YOU FOR READING

~SLY~

AND IT'S NOT QUITE HERE BUT HAPPY HALLOWEEN!