Funny. How one conversation with a human had him pining to see the other again. This Ichigo was an interesting being, a human that did not suddenly despise him for being different. The stories he had heard throughout his entire life only consisted of 'evil' humans that would kill the 'demi's' for pure sport. It was the reason that the children would never leave the village without permission, for which they rarely received. Grimmjow wasn't like everyone else though, so he sat there, feet pulled into his chest, staring at the surface of the pond. To avoid suspicions, he waited a few days, not expecting Ichigo to be there at the pond waiting for him, but it was still worth a try.
Ichigo headed into the clearing with his left hand rubbing his eye. His outfit of the day just consisted of white and the tie was grey. Reaching his hands back he tied his hair again but with a grey shaded ribbon with a sigh as he wandered into the clearing more with a tired look on his features. "Ugh...I'm going to kill him next time..." he groaned, moving over to the pond, opposite side of the other he hadn't noticed at the moment. Crouching down he cupped his hands to get some water in them to splash his face with to wake up. "...waking me before dawn. I mean really...?"
Grimmjow blinked, hearing a voice with his exceptional ears. It was Ichigo. That he knew turned a little, moving his completely light blue kimono, with white sash as well. Again, his hair was tucked underneath his robe, hoping that he wouldn't have to get into the water like last time. He just had to make sure that Ichigo wasn't flustered. "Good afternoon, Ichigo." Grimmjow said, standing up since the boy obviously hadn't seen him right away. He waited till Ichigo glanced up to wave his hand a little. It was hard to know that he had a naturally scary face, always looking unhappy unless he tried to look very pleased with himself. Grimmjow hoped that he hadn't come across that way to the other.
Looking up after a moment the orange haired male blinked and lifted a hand to wave slightly as he used his other to grab the sleeve and wipe the water off his face. "Oh, hey. Good afternoon to you too." he replied as he stood and moved over to where the blue haired demi was. "Didn't expect to see you here."
He smiled, "Well, I got bored and decided to come say hello to you, Ichigo." Grimmjow grinned, putting a hand on the human's shoulder. "You don't look in the best of spirits, did something happen?" His ears perked a little, checking to hear if someone was going to come and interrupt them. As much as Ichigo's innocence made him feel safe, another human entering the mix might not be so open minded.
His chocolate hues were half-focused, slightly there and looked up with a confused look. "Huh? Oh, oh that..." He waved a hand in front of his face. "Nothing happened. My dad's just crazy and tried attacking me at about twelve in the morning...so I'm kind of tired." he admitted while slightly nodding off in his explanation. "...really tired." The orange head rocked back and forth where he stood before falling against the demi with his brown hues shut and breathing in and out slowly. Surprisingly sakura petals began to fall from their perch just like the first time they ran into one another.
Taken by surprise, he let Ichigo's body fall against his chest, wrapping his arms around the other automatically. A soft smile took his expression as he looked down at the sleeping boy. "Yeah... I can tell," Grimmjow said, lifting him up, hand under Ichigo's knees and the other holding up his back. The least he could do was find a safe place for the orange haired boy to lay undisturbed. He glanced around for a moment, trying to avoid a "You're kidnapping a human!" situation, before using his feet to gather a bed of sakura petals that he accumulated around the area. It was like a small pillow, placing Ichigo's head down upon it before sitting next to him, back against a tree. "Sleep well, then." He muttered, looking at the boy's features.
The human's chest rose and lowered slowly, steady ins and outs before his nose scrunched up as a scent fluttered within it and then relaxed as he then recognized it. Ichigo's features were relaxed and calm as he rested, turning onto his side as his legs moved to curl the knees. "Mnn..."
Grimmjow watched, almost unblinkingly as the boy slept on. He hadn't begun to suspect anything else in his emotions, just curiousness. Something he no doubt inherited from his tribe and father. A natural cat-like curiousness that often led him into troubles. For a moment, he wondered what Ichigo was dreaming about. If humans and hybrids dreamt of the same things, such as life or perhaps desires. Had Ichigo ever dreamt of sinking his teeth into a fresh fish or did he ever think of a time when nature fell all around him?
His brows stitched together for a moment, fingers curling into light fists before his muscles tensed. His bangs ruffled in the breeze before his face went to that of a smile on his face. Just a bare tint. "...mommy..." he mumbled, the orange head's features that of a child being held by their mother who wanted to chase away the bad things that came to get her baby at night.
A hand lifted out of Grimmjow's lap and removed a small strand of orange hair from the other's face, eying him as the words left his lips. Humans were not much different than hybrids were, but there was the exception between Ichigo and Grimmjow. He'd never had a mother or a father. Many a time he would be blamed for the death of his mother, the woman dying in child birth, by his father, who drank himself into a stupor and ran from the village, only to be found dead a few miles away. A gunshot straight through his head. What a sight for a young 'cub' to see, the death of both his parents and living on his own.
Slowly the orange head let his eyes flutter open after what seemed like hours and his face was colored in a light pink from grogginess. "Eh...?" Ichigo glanced around before blinking and rubbing his eyes. "Oh yeah..." His mind replayed the scene he last remembered and blushed lightly as he recalled collapsing on the demi. Sitting up he blinked as a sakura petal was sticking out of his hair, lifting his hands and furiously rubbing his hair to get them out with his feet planting themselves on the ground as he also had his knees curled.
"You're awake," Grimmjow said, smiling at the other, arm balanced on one bent knee, the other lying out in the kimono. "Did you have a nice dream?" He inquired, tilting his head a little, hoping he'd mention his mother as a topic to converse upon. It would seem out of place to say 'I heard you mention your mother in your sleep', besides the fact that most took offense to the question altogether. Grimmjow just didn't understand how talking about one's mother could be an insult, since he only wished he could recall her face or even her personality.
He glanced over at Grimmjow with a confused look then blinked slowly. "Oh...well...yeah, kind of." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I was talking in my sleep again I just know it. Do it every time I dream of my mom."
There was another small tilt of the head as he gazed at Ichigo curiously. "Well, yeah. You said something about her. Are you close?" He asked wondering if he was treading on ice, libel to fall through and create an argument. After all, it wouldn't be the first time he'd been told off for asking about parents.
Ichigo nodded as he lowered his hands and placing them down on the ground. "She died though when I was nine years old. It was...a carriage accident." He soon held onto his knees. "...the horses tram-tramped all over her."
Grimmjow looked away politely. "I apologize, it must have been very hard on you," He said, wishing he could smack himself in the head for saying it. Obviously it would be hard on Ichigo; it would still be hard for him to cope with her death. At least he had his father left.
"It is hard..." he started then sighed, shaking his head."But I need to be strong for my father and sisters." Rubbing his face with a hand the orange head breathed in and out slowly. "Don't worry about it."
It was silent for a good few minutes, Grimmjow turning his gaze back onto Ichigo as the time dragged on. A brave human, that he was sure of. He had the support of his family behind him. "Lucky," Grimmjow thought, but said nothing.
Pushing to stand the spiky haired male stretched and let out a yawn afterwards. "What about you?" he asked, turning to face Grimmjow with his head cocked to the side.
He said nothing for a moment, contemplating the question as he followed suit and stood. "I've never known my mother, she died when I came into the world," Grimmjow said, smiling at Ichigo as he said this, figuring that he might come off as syndical. It wasn't his intention, but he turned, rubbing the back of his neck.
Ichigo listened before breathing in slowly and swallowing before responding with, "You poor thing..." as he moved over and placed a hand on Grimmjow's shoulder.
Grimmjow wasn't sure how to respond to that, so instead, just looked him full in the face. "It's alright, happened before I was born anyway," He said, shrugging slightly as Ichigo tried to comfort him.
Taking his hand back the orange head frowned lightly then parted his lips to speak more, "But still..." he started then stopped while looking down on the ground.
It was an awkward silence before Grimmjow suddenly thought that he might've done something to offend Ichigo. He put a hand on the other's shoulder. "I'm sorry, I..." Grimmjow started, but let his voice die as he just stared down at the human boy, eyes unblinking. "Hey, w-what're your siblings like? I've never had any myself," He said, deciding to change the subject.
Ichigo looked over at the bluenette before letting out air at the side of his mouth. "They're both girls and the youngest is like the mom of the family. But...of course my dad hasn't gotten over my mother yet." He slowly looked back at the demi. "Maybe I should introduce you sometime. I think I got a hood to hide that," He pointed at Grimmjow's cheek, "somewhere."
He considered it, wondering if his family was like he was. Especially if Ichigo lived in town, it could be dangerous. Not for him, since he could handle himself, but he didn't want to kill any humans just to meet Ichigo's family... did he? "If you've got a hood, I'd be more than glad to come along, don't want to upset any humans," He said, twinging a little, wondering if it'd sound like an insult. Grimmjow tried to be careful, not wishing to anger his only human friend.
Ichigo patted Grimmjow's back. "Just give me a few days to find it." he spoke, a brow raised in interest. "I'm sure you'll blend right in then."
"I'm guessing that most humans don't have marks like these on their bodies?" Grimmjow asked, smirking as if he already knew the answer. The touch was friendly and made him question a few thoughts in his head. "It's take a lot to get you into my village, though there's no one that's worth meeting in there. Just a bunch of hot heads."
Ichigo laughed softly and shook his head as if in a mock scolding way. "Only scars or tattoos." he replied before smiling softly.
A small grin played on his features as he folded his arms before him, also a little mockingly. "Yeah, that about sums it up," Grimmjow blinked, turning his head to the water and realizing how close they were to it. He made a face before shifting to the side a little.
Noticing how Grimmjow backed away from the pond Ichigo snickered. "I can shove you back in you know." he teased, poking the bluenette's cheek. Sliding off his bamboo sandals he moved into the water and gripped the end of his kimono to hold it up above his knees. "C'mon, you won't drown."
He still looked wary, smiling a little as Ichigo poked his cheek, but couldn't help but feel anxious. It was just a small fear of water, or so he told him. Obviously, the pond wasn't deep, but even seeing Ichigo walking in without a problem made him frown. "I-i don't wanna," Grimmjow said, backing away a little further and sitting down, watching the orange haired boy through his cat-like eyes. It was because of his fear that he never learned to swim, which only heightened the phobia.
Tisking the orange head turned and walked out to then grab Grimmjow's wrist to drag him in. "I won't let you drown, idiot. Come on." He then had a smug grin. "Unless you're afraid to get a little wet...?" His lips tugged back as his toes sank into the pond first then his foot, his other foot next. "I promise, I won't let anything happen."
Grimmjow still refused to get into the water, feeling himself pull back at the other's hold, albeit not too much so that Ichigo didn't decide to just let go. Slowly, he began to pull him closer, stepping backward into the water himself. His face was enough to make anyone laugh, looking like he was seeing his life flash before him. He fought until Ichigo made that promise to him. So far, he'd been right and kind. "F-fine," Grimmjow said, letting himself get led into the water, cringing as he entered, one eye closed at a time, more than unwilling to get in deeper. He tripped, letting himself topple onto Ichigo.
Once the bluenette tripped Ichigo let out a cry of shock and flailed as a loud splash came about, lifting himself up with a gasp. "Huff...puff..." he panted, looking up at Grimmjow."Uh...see, you didn't drown?" he laughed; soon it turned nervous and tensed his muscle with a rough smile. His erection now straining in his kimono bottoms, the ribbon falling loose. "C-can you get up?"
His lips were pursed, eyes somewhat pathetic as he was covered from head to toe in water. Cats don't like water. Neither did Grimmjow. He pulled himself up so that his waist was the only part of his submerged in the pond. It was hard not to look like a pathetic cat that just got a bath, but he tried to smile, failing miserably. "Yeah... I'm fine," Grimmjow murmured as he hid a small blush. He was somewhat erect, the tip of his cock poking at his kimono. What, now getting wet was turning him on? Or was it...
The orange head looked away and gnawed on his lower lip nervously. "So...you going to get up or...do I need to help you?" he stated, eyes still averted and staring at the reflection in the water.
Grimmjow stood up as best he could, but his hands were still on Ichigo's shoulder, not looking happy at all. "I'm up... I told you I hate the water," He murmured, still not moving to get out of the pond because Ichigo promised he wouldn't let anything happen to him.
Raising a brow a near smug look came to his face. "And yet you're still in the pond." After pointing that out he moved to stand as well while having a hand placed on his side so the sleeve covered his arousal.
His eyes narrowed significantly. "I'd have to walk through the water to get to the edge..." Grimmjow growled back, really not moving because he'd become fully hard now. He glanced behind him and shivered, his body trembling from the water. "I really hate this stuff..."
"Fine," Ichigo sighed, lifting his hands to take the demi's hands off of his shoulders. "I don't want to return home soaking wet anyway." Taking hold of Grimmjow's wrist he gently led the blue haired man to the edge and then let go. Reaching his hands down he untied his sash to open his top and remove it.
He allowed himself to be led, walking out of the pond looking none too happy. Still, there was something about this human that he liked, this orange haired human was arousing him, he was sure of it. Now out of the foul water, he too untied his sash to remove his kimono, hanging it on the tree. Grimmjow shivered, quickly doing as he had done a few days previously and shaking his body free of the water.
Removing each fabric besides his under-attire he hooked them around the nearest branch of the sakura tree he could reach and soon reached his hand back to tug the ribbon out. "Okay...I know that went badly, but I didn't shove you this time." he pointed out with a concerned look.
The clothes fell from his body as he followed Ichigo's example and found himself in his undergarments, still rather wet, but less so than Ichigo, since he'd shook his body beforehand. "...thanks." Grimmjow said, not quite looking at him as he hung the rest of it on the tree. It'd be odd to appear in his village soaking wet as well, what kind of excuse could he have for even going close to the water?
Ichigo swallowed then began to climb the tree with a sudden interest of getting to the top. He was silent as he moved up and the branches barely creaked each time he moved up. The orange head bit his lip when his foot slipped but caught it soon after and poked his head out to the top to gaze upon his village. Everyone was moving to head home, children holding onto their parent's hands and how the shop owners were closing their shops. But the most wonderful thing he saw then was the sunset. "...so awesome..." he breathed.
"Hm?" Grimmjow managed before Ichigo jumped up the tree. He was impressed at how cat-like he was for a human. His groin had uncomfortable, especially as he watched him climb up. Grimmjow soon followed, slowly taking a seat next to him on the limb. The sunset wasn't the first thing he noticed. It was Ichigo's awed expression, how innocent and sweet it seemed. "Ichigo," He said, know exactly what he had to do, reaching out and placing his hand on the other's cheek and leaning in to kiss his lips. The bluenette closed his eyes, feeling the lips against his own.
Brown hues blinked as a hand touched his cheek and then turned his head to look at Grimmjow. "Huh?" he got out before his eyes widened once the demi kissed him. A soft blush colored his face and leaned in as he let his own eyes slide shut. "Mmm..."
His pale fingers brushed across the other's face, prolonging the kiss by forcing Ichigo's apart, letting a tongue slip inside. It didn't venture too far before he pulled back, staring at Ichigo with his light aqua colored eyes. Grimmjow's tongue slipped out to moisten his lips, unable to find words to speak. His hand fell from the other's face and into his lap, blushing a little. "Yer a good kisser."
His hands soon moved to tangle into Grimmjow's hair, lips parting and sliding his tongue along the bluenette's own. A growl came once the demi pulled back and let his eyes open halfway. "Well then...you're a great kisser." he snickered, pulling Grimmjow close and before his lips even brushed over the other's the call of, "Ichi-nii!" reached his ears and gasped before looking down and seeing a light-brunette stand close to the tree in a pink kimono with purple flower petals. "Ichi-nii! Lunch is ready! Ichi-nii?" Dropping his arms the orange head groaned and began to climb back down after looking back up at Grimmjow, "Don't move until my sister and I are out of sight."
Grimmjow had leaned back in for the second kiss, expecting it to be just as good as the one he'd stolen. He felt his own eyes sag down to his half-lidded gaze, his hand moving to rest on the other's thigh, now feeling that it wasn't dangerous. The sound had halted Ichigo came from a small girl. He hated children, the whiny little brats that constantly bothered him. Even now, Ichigo pulled away and started to climb down. "Wait! I'll be here tomorrow!" Grimmjow said, before Ichigo fully disappeared into the leaves. He watched the boy he kissed replaced his clothes and ran off with his sister.
Ichigo having gotten his clothes on moved to the child and swooped her up into his arms with a soft smile. "You should have stayed home." The little girl pouted, "But we didn't want lunch to get cold." Chuckling he held onto her as he walked and hid his blush. How the demi's lips still felt like they were on his own, how soft and warm they were. Swallowing he shivered and walked on.
Aqua hues watched sadly as the orange haired human disappeared behind the trees, sighing as he lifted his fingers to brush against his lips. The kiss was still there, burning him with a pleasant sensation. These feelings...He'd never felt such a thing for another being, not even those in his own village. Could it be that Ichigo was... No. He shook his head, deciding to think about the situation later when he was wearing clothing and had Ichigo before him once again. Already, he wanted the day to come that his human friend would be at the pond. "Ichigo..." He murmured, blinking down at his hand once more before climbing down, sure that Ichigo was far away from the place. Grimmjow prayed that he'd be there the next day, not run away at the odd action. It was a quick motion as he replaced his clothing, the robe coming next and then the sash tied around his waist. A little moist, but nothing he couldn't laugh off. Another howl came from his people and he sighed, running in the direction.
