So this was a completely RANDOM decision. I SHOULD be completing my other stories, but something quiet and slightly less dramatic seemed SO delightful. Recently I've lost my ability to think of even a slightly good plot, bit hopefully this story will send me to Imaginationland, where there's ALWAYS something to write about. ;D
Prologue
This was it – Ichigo had accomplished everything he came here to do: defeat the Arrancar, to defeat Ulquiorra, to save Inoue and the others, to defeat… Grimmjow. Grimmjow, who was now entirely his. Ichigo smiled at the thought: Grimmjow was his, and his alone now. Aizen didn't control him, Ichigo did. He was going to take Grimmjow home, and keep him there. Grimmjow wouldn't leave his sights again, and to hell with Soul Society if they tried to interfere in any way, shape, and/or form. Grimmjow was still lying where he landed after Nnoitra attacked him just as their fight was finished. Ichigo had blood stains and spatters on him, some not visible on his black clothes.
Ichigo smiled; Grimmjow seemed to have infiltrated his mind some time ago: at the most random times, Ichigo would think, 'I wonder what Grimmjow is doing....', or 'Is Grimmjow OK? I hope he's alright.' The thoughts were so random, both in occasion, and in actual subject. Ichigo grew jealous over his own thoughts sometimes, ones such as, 'I wonder if Grimmjow is with someone…kissing someone…doing someone....' Ichigo often grew a huge frown and emitted a very dangerous aura. But now, he wouldn't need to worry about Grimmjow; Grimm was going to be with him, not anyone else. Maybe, even, Grimmjow loved him back, or would come to love him. But, right now, he was too unstable to move safely.
Aizen and Ulquiorra and whoever-the-hell-else wasn't going to get in his way; he had defeated them; killed them; destroyed them. Only Grimmjow, Nel, Pesche, and Dondonchakka* were kept alive. At least in Hueco Mundo, Only Aizen, Gin, and Tousen had returned to Hueco Mundo. Whether or not the other Espada survived was a mystery, as was if the Soul Society captains had survived as well.
Ichigo was uninterested in such matters now. He looked to Inoue who was standing next to him, a distantly frightened expression on her face; she really missed Ulquiorra. "Inoue…can you heal him? Just the major wounds; he'll wake up if we completely heal him," he said, a slight giddiness in his tone. "Kurosaki-kun, why are we healing him? He…he's tried to kill you, at least three times now. He's dangerous!" her voice was much higher pitched in her sudden panic of this new command.
"I know, Inoue, but…I won't leave him. He'll stay with me. He could've hilled me before, when I was still unable to use my mask, but he didn't. Maybe that was because someone interfered, but before that, he could have easily killed me, but…he didn't. It might be dangerous, but I'll have Urahara make him a collar that seals reiatsu, like the one Rukia had to wear in Soul Society. He won't be a threat that way," he responded, almost eerily calm.
Orihime wanted to trust Ichigo, but something in her mind just didn't sit right, though rather than start up an argument about it, she set to healing Grimmjow's major injuries. She had to admit, this Arrancar was much too attractive for his own good; his strong jaw, muscled chest, his abs would be perfectly sculpted had they not been obstructed but a gaping hole in his belly. A faint blush touched her features when she thought about what he must be like in bed. She shook her head frantically trying to get rid of the image (which subsequently earned a concerned expression on Ichigo's face that Orihime ignored).
The large gashes in Grimmjow's chest started to close. Grimmjow stirred once or twice during the process, causing made Ichigo tense up. Ichigo put a hand on Orihime's shoulder, "It's fine, now. Thanks, Inoue. Check up on Nel and the others while I take Grimmjow…speaking of which, how are we going to get out of here?" Ichigo really hadn't thought that far; he was more concerned about how to deal with Grimmjow once they were back in Karakura Town. Luckily, Nel was able to resume her adult form (after Orihime healed her) and open a Garganta. Ichigo pulled Grimmjow over so he was leaning on Ichigo's body. 'Man, he's heavy! Maybe it's all the muscle....' Ichigo thought. Ichigo took one last look at the now destroyed Hueco Mundo before walking through the Garganta.
A/N: Yay, long prologue! Don't worry, I already have the next chapter on the way! I plan to put at least an attempt of comedy in this story. I also plan to have a bunch of chapters! And for those of you who are all "This is OOC" yadda, yadda, well, I don't really want this to follow the original Bleach© story ( Bleach belongs to Kubo Tite! )
*- I really hope that's his name, I'm too tired to do research on it. But if it's not, please feel free to let me know in a review… which all of you should do regardless of the reason~ XD