It Just Happened

"You are weak when you lie

because you aren't strong enough to face the truth."

-Unknown

Chapter 2: Truth can hurt

Hands caressing shivering skin, soft lips whispering so close to his ear like a breeze from a warm night. Hips grinding against each other in strong rhythm, lips moving down his neck leaving trail marks of pleasure. A soft, sensual deep voice demanding to say its name...'Say it!'

Ichigo woke suddenly to the annoying buzz of the alarm clock, breathing hard. 'Damn, it felt so real,' he thought, wiping the sweat off his forehead and starting to wonder if dreams were supposed to feel so real.

After rushing out of bed and grabbing the towel from the chair, he decided to take a quick shower since he couldn't risk going into work late again. It has been a week since Ichi had been having the same dream almost every night. The protagonist, a man with an Adonis body named Grimmjow, was a guy he met (or better yet gawked at) last Saturday in the club. Who could blame him, the man was hot. Ichigo was getting a hard on thanks to his thoughts, but he was late and having one more shot of cold water in the shower would resolve his little problem.

It was Friday and the mall was busy. Ichigo was behind the cash register. He works at Just Guys, a very expensive clothing store for men. Since he was late again, the manager decided to put him there and not on floor where he could get sales commission. The boy didn't bother to argue but working at the checkout was more tiring than going around the store dealing with customers. 'Wait, that may sound crazy but it's true, at least the tiring part.' Ichigo sighed at the thought. It was lunchtime by now and he always had his lunch with Shinji, who works at a jewelry store called Gold.

"Hey Ichi, got some juicy news for you."

"Shinji please, you always say the same thing."

"Really, this time it will blow your mind."

Ichigo gave up and said, "Okay, I'm listening."

They were sitting at a coffee shop across the street from the mall where both work. The waitress, a petite brunette with big gray eyes, took their order. It was always the same, a chicken pistachio salad for Shinji, a grilled chicken sandwich for Ichigo and orange juice for both. The waitress left and Shinji continued with the interrupted gossip he was so excited to tell.

"Guess who was at the store?"

"Who?" Ichigo frowned.

"Oh come on Ichi, guess!"

"You know you're kind of getting on my nerves right now, I'm not in the right mood for your games Shinji so stop fucking around and tell me already," Ichigo said while massaging his temples.

"Okay my rude boy, remember the woman at the club last weekend with your Adonis? Well she was at the store this morning with a few of her friends looking for wedding rings and said her fiancé Grimmjow will pick them up later this afternoon."

At that moment, Ichigo felt like someone just threw a bucket of ice water at him. He felt both angry and confused at the same time. 'Why do I feel this way if I don't even know the guy, only his first name? It's not like we're going out or something. They say truth can hurt but…was Grimmjow just fucking with my mind?'

"What the hell Shinji?"

"I know, but that's not all."


A/N: I know this chapter it's kind of short, but I promise that the next one will make up for it*grins*

Thanks for reading ...until next!