I've had this story in my mind for a while and I thought since I'm in the fanfic world now I can totally do it. I have another story I'm doing which you guys should check out. (If you want to).

Disclaimer: I do not own bleach but if I did Grimmichi would be canon

Warnings: This story is 18+ due to hardcore yaoi. Also, YAOI! If you don't like men on men action then please leave this instance. If you message me saying this was disgusting or things along those lines then you are the one we are talking about to leave. Why would you ignore this warning? There will be some cursing and maybe a bit of OOCness here and there for the sake of the story.

Pairings: Grimmichi

But other than that please enjoy!

Ichigo was sitting outside, underneath a tree with his friends as they ate away at their lunch. Ichigo wasn't hungry yet so he decided to hold back on the small feast that they were sharing amongst each other. He was laying back on the tree trunk, his arm laying on his leg that was propped up, as he was looking up towards one of the windows. A certain someone talking to, what he thought, was a very beautiful woman. But it wasn't the girl he was looking at. It was the Greek God she was talking to. The guy that a lot of the girls here would fawn over.

Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez.

Ichigo continued to stare, unbeknownst to the set of copper eyes that were glancing at him from the side. The red head didn't know he was staring so hard when the mans eyes finally turned and met his. Ichigo scowled and turned back to his friends, who luckily didn't notice his staring.

"Dude, you're so quiet. Everything good?" Keigo chipped from next to him as the man elbowed his gut, a piece of sausage slipping from his mouth as he ate at the food. "Yea, I'm fine. Just thinking about this stupid final project I have to do. I think Yoruichi giving the class their freedom to do whatever they want is actually very stressful," Ichigo complained, giving in to the food in front of him when he spotted a strawberry shortcake. He snatched it away before Rukia could grab onto it and took a bite, a small triumphant smirk appearing on his lips as he wiped away the cream from his lips. A "You ass" was said underneath her breath making the others chuckle.

"Aww man! Don't even make me think about the final project. At least you have free range. Byakuya is forcing us to work with a partner on this last one and it sucks because we didn't get to choose! I got stuck with some nerd. All the pretty girls out of my grasp!" Keigo cried.

"Oh shut up. It's not like any of the girls were going to choose you as their partner anyway. You'll be lucky if a girl even looked your way," Tatsuki retorted from beside Orihime who was across from Rukia.

"You're looking at me now Tatsuki!" Keigo chimed. "Not like I want to. And besides, I have Orihime. You're irrelevant," She smirked as she threw her arm around the busty woman who was munching on one of her weird creations, a cracker sandwich that consisted of guacamole, cheese, mushroom and little bits of pork, giving her a small kiss on the cheek.

"Oh, Tatsuki. You don't have to say that out loud. Everyone knows I'm yours," The sunshine blushed.

"And even if she wasn't a raging lesbian she still wouldn't look your way," Renji cackled up from beside Ichigo, said man chuckling as well.

"Why are you all so mean to me?" Keigo cried into his hands. "If Mizuiro was here, he would be nice to me," The man continued.

"Too bad he went to America for school. Once Highschool finished he dipped," Renji leaned back as he munched on a watermelon. "I mean the man had a full ride. I wouldn't give that up for my friends," Rukia scoffed from beside Renji.

"It is a good deal," Chad finally spoke from across Ichigo.

"You got that right," Tatsuki spoke from beside him.

Ichigo leaned back on the tree and took out his phone to see the time. He put the contraption back in his bag when the time read 2:30. He picked up his bag and started to stand up.

"Where ya going?" Renji questioned from the ground. Ichigo looked down at him, scowl in place. Not like it was intentional.

"Unlike you guys, I don't have the luxury to sit around most of the day. And even if I did, I would use that time to study," Ichigo stressed the last word, knowing that his friends would feel some type of way when he saw the way their faces scrunch up.

"It's not like that's our fault Doctor Arts," Rukia grunted the last bit sarcastically, moving her hands as if she was talking to a king to emphasize her statement.

Ichigo couldn't help but laugh. "Yea, well. I'm okay with it," Ichigo said as he walked off. "See you guys!" He yelled from over his shoulder as he headed towards the school entrance from the courtyard.

Ichigo was a double major. He wanted to be a doctor, respecting his father for all the hardship he goes through, and all the lives that he could and has saved. But the man also took interest in the Arts. Finding painting to be soothing and a past time he wanted to learn more about the arts and different ways to be creative. It was also a good way to take out his frustration without physically hurting anyone.

So it was a double win.

Ichigo was walking down the hallway to his class room when something suddenly grabbed him and pulled him into a storage room, a click being heard behind him.

"What the fu-" Ichigo was about to yell when his mouth was suddenly ravished by a pair of lips. Ichigo tired to push them away but couldn't hold back a moan when a pair of calloused hands moved over his hips, lifting up his black shirt. He was able to turn his face as he breathed in for much needed air. He flicked the lights on and turned to face the perpetrator with a scowl that could kill. His chocolate brown meeting Azure mischievous blue.

"What the hell are you doing, Jeagerjaquez?" Ichigo questioned as he pushed him away, the taller man not moving and inch.

"I saw the way you were staring at me. Think I didn't notice?" The blue Greek god smirked.

"Yea well, I was hoping. Anyway, what do you want? I need to get to class," Ichigo grunted, still trying to push the man away. "Aww, come on Ichi, don't be like that," The man chuckled. His ocean blue eyes staring straight into those of annoyed tea brown.

"Seriously, what do you want?" Ichigo huffed as he finally gave up trying to move Grimmjow off of him, crossing his arms. Grimmjow chuckled before answering him. "You know what I want, berry. I haven't seen you in so long," Grimmjow whined hungrily. Ichigo couldn't help but think he sounded cute. Like a little puppy waiting to be fed.

"I told you not to call me that, and I told you I'll be busy coming the last few weeks of school. I have like four test I need to study for and a project I still don't know what I'm going to do. So I don't have time to be messing around," Ichigo sighed.

Ichigo had a secret as you can tell. One that none of his friends knew about. Ichigo was seeing Grimmjow. No, not in a relationship, because neither of them wanted that. Neither of them had time for it. So they agreed that they would meet up whenever they are free and screw into the light of day to take out all of their sexual frustrations. The only thing is that Ichigo wasn't the only one Grimmjow had. But hell, the berry was his favorite. Not like he was going to tell him that.

As for Ichigo, Grimmjow was the only one he had. And every now and then he regretted that decision because every now and then, whenever he saw him with someone, like that pretty blonde he saw him earlier with, he couldn't help but feel a little hurt knowing that he was probably fucking her too. Grimmjow wasn't his to claim, but-

He didn't know why he felt like that but in all honestly he didn't want to think about it.

"Then how about just a quickie right here? You have what? 10 minutes? Why don't we make a record?" Grimmjow whispered the last part into Ichigo's ear, said mans body shivering from the baritone voice so close to him. He shook his head and pushed Grimmjow away. Grimmjow looked down at Ichigo with a squint of the eyes, annoyed that he's not taking his passes.

"Not right now. I'll text you when I'm free," Ichigo said as he turned to unlock the door. Ichigo opened the door a bit but Grimmjow quickly grabbed him, turning him around to ravish his mouth once more time. Ichigo held in a moan, not wanting to let whoever was outside hear them.

"Don't make me wait. I'm not a patient person," Grimmjows husky voice spoke once he removed his lips from the berry. He leaned in to the red heads ear and whispered, "When I want something, I get it," Grimmjow finalized as he got up to stare down at the now blushing berry. Scowl still in place.

"Hey have you seen Ichigo? He left his notebook and he wasn't in class," A familiar voice rang from the hall. "Noted," was all Ichigo said before he slipped back into the hallway, thankful that there was no one there. He turned to see Renji heading towards his classroom and jogged after him.

"Renji!" He called, slowing down to his pace when he caught up to him. "Where did you come from?" Renji questioned as he stopped to turn back, noticing the empty hall. "I took a detour. My book?" Ichigo said as he pointed at the notebook in his hand.

"Ah yea. Here," Renji handed the journal over giving Ichigo a smile. "Thanks. Much appreciated. I'll see you later," Ichigo smiled, tapping Renjis bicep in thanks as he turned and headed to his class. "Yea," Renji watched as the berrys figure made it down the hall and turn left. "No problem," He whispered to himself as he turned to see Grimmjow walk out of the storage room. Grimmjow looked at him, smirk in place then walked down the hall in the opposite direction.

"What the hell?" Renji stared on.

::+::

Renji walked up to Rukia and Orihime who were in the cafeteria with their head in some books. He sat down across from the two ladies. Rukia lifted her eyes to stare at the man in front of her noticing his dejected appearance.

"What's wrong with you?" Rukia finally asked as she looked up completely. Orihime, who was really inter her studying looked up at Renji, not noticing that he was there.

"Wow, Renji. The last time you looked so gloomy was when Karin beat you in a round of video games," Orihime spoke up. "Way to kick a guy when he's down, Orihime," Rukia cackled. "Oh shut up. I let her win!" Renji whined as he frowned into the hand that was holding his head up.

"Seriously though, what's up?" Rukia asked again.

Renji looked at the girl that he's been friends with for so many years. The two of them grew up together in an orphanage. Rukia being taken in by a man, a very stoic Byakuya Kuchiki, claiming to be her older sisters husband. Rukia didn't believe him right away but when he showed her a picture she couldn't say no. Rukia gave him the option to come live with them too but he declined saying it didn't feel right. The two continued to hang out and once Renji turned 18 he left and got an apartment of his own with the earnings he made from his job at a warehouse lifting boxes.

The two of them considered each other as siblings because they went through so much together. A bond no one can take away or compare to.

"I think…I think I'm going to ask Ichigo out," Renji muffled through his hands, looking away from Rukias shocked eyes. Orihime giggle and clapped her hands together. "That's amazing. You're finally going to tell him you like him?"

"Wha- How did you know that?"

"Tatsuki told me. She said it was really obvious but I couldn't tell. Then again I am a dunce!" Orihime laughed as she tapped her head with a fist to emphasize her statement.

"That Tatsuki needs to keep her mouth shut," Renji grumbled into his hands.

"But it's about time. You've been on this for weeks but you still haven't done anything. If you are going to do it, then make sure you do it, Renji," Rukia encouraged.

"Yea yea, I hear ya. I'll do it this time for sure," Renji spoke with confidence.

"Sure you will," Rukia smiled.

"But, do you know if Ichigo is single?" Orihime chimed in, Renji looking at her like she was crazy.

"Why wouldn't he be?" Renji spat back as if it was common sense that Ichigo wasn't taken.

"Well I mean we wouldn't know. Ichigo keeps to himself most of the time and whenever we talk about significant others he always keeps to himself," Orihime explained. "I'm not saying he's taken but I think maybe you should find out first before you ask him out? It would be bad if you got you heart broken before you even started," Orihime finished. Rukia and Renji both looked at her wide eyed, amazed that she gave such good advice.

"Tatsuki is growing on me," She smiled with a little giggle.

"But she is right," Rukia smiled, petting Orihime's head. "I think asking ahead of time will benefit you before going in for the kill," Rukia agreed.

"Do you know if Tatsuki knows?" Renji asked.

"Hmm, not sure. But when she gets out of class I can ask for you. And don't worry! I'll do it as nonchalant as possible!" Orihime pridefully smiled as she gave the man a thumbs up.

"I hope so, Orihime. She won't let it die if she finds out," Renji said looking at the time on his watch. "I should get to class. I'll catch you guys later," Renji waved in goodbye as he got up and made his way to his class.

"Do you think Renji'll be alright?" Orihime looked over to Rukia. The young girl looked up at Orihime and turned to stare at Renjis disappearing form. "I'm sure he'll be fine," Rukia giggled as she turned her eyes back to her textbook.

::+::

It was the end of the day and all the late classes were finishing up. Renji and Ichigo had the same last class, an English class, because they both had a free elective and they thought why not continue to learn more about the language. Ichigo enjoyed the class, but Renji didn't. Not because the class was boring, but because Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez was in it with them. The man didn't understand why he was taking the class. He was from Germany, for Christ sakes. He knew English perfectly. he said it himself! He had no reason to be here! He also hated that he sat next to Ichigo and he kept making passes at the red head. Of course Ichigo shut it down real quick, but he could see a hint of happiness in his eyes when Grimmjow kept touching his hand.

What the hell was that?

Renji really wished he knew. But he didn't. And he couldn't ask without bringing suspicion to himself. He was very livid.

Ichigo was up front with the teacher, talking about their resent assignment while Renji was packing his bag. Grimmjow was still in his seat starring at the man and Renji knew exactly where he was looking.

"Hey," Renji finally spoke up, annoyed when Grimmjow licked his lips lustfully. Grimmjow didn't turn to look at the man making Renji pucker his lips in anger. "Hey!" He spoke again, but not loud enough for Ichigo and the teacher to hear him.

"What?" Grimmjow growled. "Can'tcha see I'm busy?" His Azure eyes finally turned to the man who was stopping him from checking out Ichigos ass. "Not like it was important," Renji retorted.

"It's actually very important," Grimmjow smacked back as he turned his eyes back to Ichigos ass happy that he caught it when it shifted to the side. "Anyway, what the hell do you want? Waiting for the berry again?"

"I can ask you the same thing," Renji retorted. "Why the hell are you always messing with Ichigo? Can't you just leave him alone?" Renji questioned as he threw his bag over his shoulder.

"Why do you care? Ya like him or somethin'?" Azure eyes turned to Renji in suspicion.

Renjis shoulder jumped a bit and stared down at the man in anger. "Do You?"

"Yea," Grimmjow answered with a shit eating grin making Renji look at him with shocked eyes. "I like the berry and I want him to be mine. And I will make that happen. And don't think I haven't noticed the way you look at him. Ya like him too, Pineapple head?" Grimmjow chuckled when the red heads face started to have a pink tint to it.

"Not like he'll ever go for someone like you," Renji spat.

Grimmjow stood up and grabbed his book bag, throwing it over his shoulder as he laughed to himself. "Trust me, I'm way closer to Ichigo than you think," Grimmjow smirked as he made his way down to Ichigo, leaving Renji to glare at his forgotten seat.

"Thank you professor, sorry for keeping you," Ichigo bowed.

"Anything for my top student," The professor said. "Don't stay too late now," He waved as he left the classroom.

Grimmjow threw his arm over Ichigos shoulder bringing their bodies close, a scowl on Ichigos face to compliment the annoyed stare he was giving Grimmjow. "Aww come on berry. Don't give me that look. Ya know ya like it when our bodies tou-" Grimmjow didn't finish that sentence if Ichigos elbow to his gut said anything about it.

"Fucking shit," Grimmjow grunted as he kneeled over. "Well deserved," Renji spoke from the side, making his way to them. Grimmjow turned a glare his way hating the smug look on his face.

"Anyway, I'm heading home now. I'll see you guys around. I don't have time to hang right now. I'll catch you guys tomorrow," Ichigo sighed.

"Can I get a goodbye kiss?" Grimmjow quickly recovered as he hugged Ichigos side and pulled his face close to his. The berrys face lit up in pure embarrassment, the man taking a glance at Renji who looked somber. Ichigo looked at him confused but was brought back when Grimmjow gave him a kiss on the cheek and quickly moved away before Ichigos fist could meet his face.

"Remember Ichi, don't keep me waiting," Grimmjow smirked maliciously, lust clear in his eyes. Ichigo blushed even more and hated that his face betrayed him. "Anyway, I'll see you guys later!" Ichigo said as he turned and headed for the door, slamming it behind him. They could hear the footstep slowly start to grow quiet and Grimmjow looked over to Renji who was staring hatred at him.

He just smirked.

"Listen, you might as well give up on Ichigo,"

"And why the hell should I?!" Renji yelled, his heart hurting with every second he was in front of this man.

"Because Ichigo Kurosaki is mine. And I'm not giving him up to someone like you," Grimmjow squinted as he leaned down to Renjis level.

"That's for him to choose," Renji spat back. Grimmjow gave him a smirk and leaned back on the professors table.

"Alright then, fine. Until the last day," Grimmjow crossed his arms.

"What?" Renji did the same but with more of an annoyed attitude.

"We'll bet until the last day of school. Whoever can get Ichigo's affection wins. If I win, you accept that I'm better than you and you back up from Ichigo. You aren't allowed to look at him the way you do anymore but since I'm so nice, you can stay friends with him," Grimmjow started slyly. "And if you win, I back off completely, giving you and Ichigo your space," he finished. Renji looked at him skeptically not believing his ear. But since Renji wasn't one to back down from a challenge,

"What if neither of us can get his affection?"

"Trust me. I will," Grimmjow snickered. Renji not being pleased by his comment.

"And how can I trust you?" Renji squinted suspiciously at the blunette. Grimmjow stuck out his hand and looked at Renji sincerely.

"I never go back on my promises," he stated, his tone of voice sounding truthful. Renji looked into his mischievous yet determined eyes. He stuck out his hand and grabbed onto Grimmjows hand, shaking it in agreement.

"Deal," Renji agreed, determination to win the berrys heart in his voice.

But unbeknownst to him, Grimmjow had a huge advantage.

Obviously.

Did you all enjoy the first chapter? I enjoyed writing it. Can't wait to write the next chapter and see where this goes.

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Ciaosu~!