Chapter 2
Anyway, this story is GrimmIchi coupling, one of my most favorite couples
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, though I wish I did
Remember Warning: Fem. Ichigo Ichigo may seem a little OOC
Enough chitchat, let's get on with the story
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Ichigo finally collapsed to her knees, panting like a wild dog, sweat pouring off her forehead. She had been running for what felt like hours, and still no trace of Kon. Her eyes snapped to attention as she heard rustling in the bushes. She sighed, "Kon, if that's you, get your high tail over here." When the rustling stopped, the orange haired princess rose an eyebrow and cautiously made her way towards the shrubbery. Gently pulling the branches apart, Ichigo shrieked as a strawberry orange blur tackled her.
Ichigo panted angrily as her strawberry orange cat purred happily, nuzzling her chin. The young vixen sighed with relief as she gently picked herself up, "Oh, Kon, don't you ever run off like that again." She looked up at the shady trees, which let trickles of the beautiful sunset light onto the forest ground, "Now, let's get out of here."
She slightly flinched when she heard something or someone else moved in the bushes. The sound of as audible as a spring breeze, but Ichigo managed to catch it. She hesitantly turned her head towards the location of the sound, "Is someone there..?" When nothing answered, Ichigo gathered up her courage and moved the green shrubbery aside, half expecting to receive a sword through her stomach and half-expecting getting mauled by a wild animal. To her surprise, there was nothing there.
The orange haired vixen was just about to let her guard down with a heavy sigh of relief when a smooth, rich velvety tone that oozed with confidence spoke out, "Don't ya know that it isn't safe fer girls to be out alone in the forest during the night..?" Ichigo spun all around, trying to locate the source, a slight scowl of frustration etching her face.
"Looking fer me?" Ichigo spun around. Leaning casually against a tree was an absolutely gorgeous young man who looked just a little year older than the Karakura princess herself. His wild sky blue hair and golden tanned skin truly complimented each other, as did his muscular frame. He was dressed in black and deep blue clothing, and judging by the material of his clothing, Ichigo guessed that he was of the nobility level.
Her eyes darted to the sword strapped to his belt, and took another hunch that it had already obsorded tons of crimson blood, 'I'd better leave ASAP.' Getting back to what the stranger had said, she managed to speak, "Y-yeah. I know the night's dangerous." She took a step backwards, trying to find a way out. The man chuckled, "So, mind telling what's yer name?" The orangette hesitated before stating, "Ichigo Kurosaki. Princess Ichigo."
Grimmjow mentally smiled softly, which had literally never happened in both his mind or in reality, 'Ichigo' She was named after fruit, 'Wonder if she tastes just as sweet.' Pushing off the tree, he stood up to his full height of 6'4, "So, Ichigo, why're ya here in the first place?" The orange haired girl was still ready to sprint as fast of her long, lithe legs could go if she had to, "My cat, Kon, ran off while I was playing with him." To prove his mistress's point, the large strawberry orange furred cat meowed.
Ignoring the large cat the princess held, the blue haired tyrant slightly smirked, "Cool. Ichigo, do ya know I am?" The girl began to feel uneasy, stepping back as the blue haired stranger slowly made his way closer, "A-A lord..?" Grimmjow flashed a fraction of that face-eating grin of his, but it was more than enough to send chills down the poor princess's spine, "Close. 'M a king. 'M the king of this entire kingdom."
A cold sweat broke out all throughout Ichigo's body. She tried to disguise her fear, but her voice came out just a little more than a squeak, "Y-you're… Grimmjow J-Jaegerjaquez..?" The girl was well educated of the deeds this man before had performed in his reign. That included executing all the people who displeased him.
"Ya seem ta know meh well," the blue haired king purred out, lust clearly flashing in his cyan blue eyes. Before Ichigo was even able to process what was happening, Grimmjow stepped forward and pinned Ichigo to the tree behind her, gripping her upper arms so that she couldn't move. Ichigo gasped, letting Kon go, who jumped out of his mistress's grip and dashed up the tree.
Ichigo's eyes widened as Grimmjow stared right at her face. She snapped her eyes shut as he leaned in closer, 'This's it. I'm dead.' Ichigo's chocolate brown eyes shot up in shock when she felt a large, thick finger stroke her cheek. Grimmjow's grin widened by ten fold as Ichigo began to feel dizzy.
"Yer perfect. And, yer mine." Grimmjow's face was just inches away from Ichigo's. The orangette could feel the tyrant's warm breath against her face. She struggled with all she had, but it didn't do anything against the blue haired man's iron strong grip. She scowled, "Let… me go you… bastard."
Then she remembered. Back at home Ichigo would visit all the soldiers in her father's army, to bring them food and supplies. Normally, Prince Renji Abarai would be there, sparring with the soldiers. He would always fight beside his soldiers, because his kingdom and Ichigo's were very close allies, constantly there for the other.
The red-haired prince would often flirt with the strawberry princess, telling her that instead of tending to the common people, they should run away and elope together. Nothing would get Ichigo more fired up at the very thought. Just several days ago, Renji had tried to pin the princess the wall and kiss her. Out of panic, Ichigo brought up her knee, slamming it right into the red haired prince's crotch. Leaving him curled up on the floor, groaning in pain and hold his family jewels, the orangette ran off.
That's exactly what she did to Grimmjow, except this time was on purpose. She rose her knee with all the strength she had, burying it into the blue haired king's private area. He howled with pain as he suddenly let go and staggered backwards. Ichigo didn't waste any time and sprinted as quickly as her body would let her. Kon leapt down from his safety perch and kept up with his mistress's pace. Running past tree and bushes, dashing across wooden bridges, and sprinted down dirt paths and didn't slow down until she was back at her own castle.
Sprinting past the front guards, through the large gates, into the palace, up the long, winding staircase and barged into her bedroom, panting like she was hyperventilating, collapsing onto her bed. Kon looked up at his mistress with concern in his cat shaped eyes. Ichigo managed to catch her breath, and stroked her cat's head, "It's okay, Kon. Go on and play in the courtyard." The orange furred cat hesitated before dashing out the cracked open door.
The princess took a quick bath, changed into a white silk spaghetti strapped nightgown that reached to her knees and sat down tiredly in front of her vanity. Picking up a comb, Ichigo ran it through her hair, struggling to get all the wind tangles out of her sunset orange locks.
Creeping into her bed, Ichigo sighed happily at the feel of familiar bed sheets massaging her back. All she wanted was to forget the encounter with Grimmjow ever happened. She shuttered slightly at the image of pure lust flashing through his eyes and the slight sting of his string grip.
'I… just hope… I don't have to… see him again…' Ichigo though as her chocolate brown eyes fluttered closed and the strawberry princess fell into a deep slumber.
That's chapter 2. You like?
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