Grimmjow sighed, continuing to fold his clothes, setting them on the table as he did. He picked up his beer, sipping at it before setting it down beside his boxers.

"God, I hate doing laundry.." he mumbled to himself as he continued to fold and stack. He straightened his back, many joints popping in the process, and he groaned softly. He set back to work, starting slightly when the front door opened.

"Oh, hey Ba-" Grimmjow started but was cut off.

"Grimmjow! Get yer damn underwear off the coffee table!"

Grimmjow was shocked. "I can do whatever I fucking want!"

"I go to work each day and I work hard, and I come home to this?" Ichigo yelled.

"Jesus, Ichi, just calm yer fuckin' shit!" Grimmjow retaliated.

"Do you even know what day it is!" Ichigo looked to be almost sobbing as he spoke.

"Yeah I fuckin' do! Why tha hell do ya think I'm doin' tha laundry!"

Ichigo stopped in his rant. "Wha-?"

Grimmjow stood, grabbing Ichigo's arms and smiling. "C'mon. I got a surprise for you," Grimmjow winked slightly, grabbing a stunned Ichigo's hand and linking their fingers, dragging him to the room.

"Grimmjow.." Ichigo started.

"Shh.." Grimmjow pressed a finger to Ichigo's lips. "Of course I wouldn't ferget yer birthday Babe.."

Ichigo smiled warmly. "Grimm," He squeezed his hand lightly. "I love you."

"I love you too," Grimmjow said softly. "Now let's go, I wanna give you yer present," He pulled Ichigo onto the bed, making him sit and pulling a small black and purple bag from under the bed. He handed it to a curious Ichigo, who took it and stared at it until Grimmjow poked him and told him to open it.

At first he gasped, then he scowled, before finally glaring up at Grimmjow. "What tha hell, Grimm?" he asked, holding up the offending thong.

Grimmjow smirked. "Just put that on so I can fuck ya 'til ya ferget yer name."

Ichigo growled lowly, pouncing Grimmjow and pulling him down to the bed. Unbeknownst to them, a certain red-haired person stood on the other side of the closet.

"Happy Birthda-ooohh..nevermind.."

Ichigo gasped, looking toward the closet and using Grimmjow to cover himself. Renji sidled out of the closet, using some clothes to shield his eyes.

"He-ah-ey..that's my favorite shirt..~" Ichigo whined.

"I'll drop it off in the living room..." Renji replied through the cloth. He cringed when he heard Ichigo cry out. Setting it on the back of the couch, Renji bolted out of the house. He was panting when he finally escaped.

"Man, I'm gonna have nightmares fer weeks..." Renji sighed, walking to his motorcycle, pushing the kick stand up and hopping onto it quickly, the tires squealing on the pavement as he pulled away.

Back in the house, Ichigo pulled his mouth away from Grimmjow's.

"Wait..how'd Renji get in the house? And..how long was he here?" Ichigo shared a shocked look with Grimmjow before yelling, "RENJI~!"

~*Authors Note*~

Hey all~ Okay, I know I said I would update A Night in Jail, a Life in Lust, but I've been so busy that its hard to take the time to work on anything. The next chapter is getting closer to being finished though. ^^;
Anyway~ Hope y'all enjoyed this one~ (Even if it is hella short) I give the credit of the original idea to my buddy Caryn Thomas~ I love you Caryn~~~~ I know you're reading this. Again. And now you're probably bouncing up and down excitedly 'cause I mentioned you. Tell me if I'm right. This fic is based in the world of my other buddy, Shealyn Page (Big heart~), and I's RP. Me as Grimm and her as Ichi.
Reviews? I'll love you if you do.
Ta ta for now~ :D