A/N I have not written a story in a while. But then I realized…why don't I take all my stress from exams and final projects and turn it into something. This idea has been running through my mind for about a year now, and I am just now getting it down on paper.
Warning: Throughout this fanfic, you'll see graphic M/M, M/F, possible some F/F as well. I haven't ruled out anything yet, and even though I have a basic plot…I'm still working some things out. If I get enough readers, I might ask you guys to help contribute to the story as well. You'll also see a lot of angst….oooooh the angst, how I love it so. You'll see.
Enjoy, and let me know what you think.
ALSO! I don't have a beta…if anyone is interested….let me know!
He never thought he'd be in this situation. Never in his life did he think he'd have the courage to sleep with his best friend, let alone share a shower together afterwards. But hey, never say never right? "He" being Ichigo Kurosaki, age 19, a sophomore in college and head over heels in love with his best friend. "The Best Friend" was indeed 22 year old Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, who just started classes at the local art institute.
Ichigo blushed brightly as he watched the man before him wash his hair. Biting his lip as his friend let out a moan as he massaged his own scalp.
"Man…Grimm. Do you have to moan like that when I'm right here?" Ichigo shivered.
"Mmmm, you'd be moaning too if my fingers were working through your hair, berry." Grimmjow just smirked before leaning forward to nip at the younger's bottom lip. The orangette just shivered and purred before leaning in for another kiss and then frowning when he realized that the bluenette had moved under the spray of water and moved him out of it. Ichigo stared up at Grimmjow before sighing and just moving to leave the shower since he had finished washing up minutes ago.
'Wow…' the younger thought to himself before sighing and shaking his head as he went to wrap the towel that he had been generously given and headed to the man's room. He looked around the area, taking in the sight of the bare bed and shrugged before gathering his clothes together and waiting on the edge of the bed. Finally, his best friend graced him with his presence, after what felt like hours.
"So…what is this Grimmjow?" Ichigo stared at the ground as he asked the question he had been wondering since the first time they engaged in their…activities. Everyone knew that this hadn't been their first time together. All he could do was watch as the man immediately went to his computer and started up his messenger to chat with people.
"What do you mean Ichigo?" The older looked up for a second before turning his attention back to his lovely computer. Ichigo just stared for a second before sighing and moving to change back into his clothes. Fluffing his hair up he bit he quickly gathered up his keys and moved to leave.
"Forget I asked anything. I'll see you later…" the orangette called out from the door.
"Yeah…I'll probably call ya later to see if you wanna hook up again." The older smirked as he called back before going back to that damned computer. Ichigo gulped before leaving the room and ultimately the man's house. As he closed the door behind him and made it to his car he asked himself.
"Why did I do this to myself?"
Short prologue, I know. Like I said, getting back into the swing of things and I thought…why not end it here. I'll post the first chapter within the next couple of days. You'll see why our berry has found himself in this predicament.
