Okay, I'm probably not gonna spend a lot of time rereading this update and editing. Sorry about that ^^; Once again I've been voluneteered to babysit my cousin =( I'm so tired of this. My aunt volunteers twice a week and then I get stuck with him because she needs time to herself, how fair is that? It wouldn't be so bad if he actually listened once in a while, maybe wasn't so freaking loud. I swear all he does is yell! The energizer bunny's got nothing on this kid! Anyway, I wanted to work on my book today, but that's probably not gonna happen =( We'll have to see. Maybe I can stick him in front of the wii for a while to write, it's not like he wasn't raised on video games anyway *rolls eyes* That's the first thing out of his mouth if his hands aren't all over my Kindle.
Shiro: *gasps* How dare he touch yer Kindle! His grubby lil hands messin' up the screen an' shit! D=
Ichi: He's a kid, they get into things.
Shiro: He needs ta learn 'is place! D=
Vae: ... Uh... Shiro? I don't think you're one to talk, you've been getting into Ichigo's things all day. ^^;
Ichi: You what! DX
Shiro: ... I don' know what she's talkin' 'bout, I'm a perfect angel. *crosses arms over chest and raises chin in defiance*
Ichi: If anything's missing from my shit, I swear we'll test that theory! *marches off to look through things*
Vae: Soooo... If you die, where do you think you'll end up? =)
Shiro: Hell, no contest. An' I would fuckin' rule the place! ;p
Chapter 2
Grimmjow Jaegerjaques, that's the man's name. A man with light blue locks styled in a perfectly imperfect array of spikes. His body is hard with muscle, his physic like a Greek god, and he's known for a temper that's quick to snap and a feral bloodlust that makes him a horrid opponent to go up against. Just rumor of this very creature has Ichigo shivering in a strange mixture of fear and lust.
"What's your name again, doc?" Grimmjow asks from the kitchen.
He had sat Ichigo down after their confrontation that morning, demanding he not move until he's told. The orange head only does as told because he's still shocked by earlier revelations. On any other day, he would've defied the blue haired man simply to piss him off.
"Ichigo Kurosaki," he murmurs.
"Kurosaki? You related to Shiro Kurosaki?"
"… He's my older twin."
"Ah. That explains it," the gangster muses. "Something's wrong with that guy, no offense. I think he has a couple screws loose. If you're related to him, I can see where you'd be crazy enough to take in a wounded guy in the middle of a gang dispute."
"...Gee… thanks," Ichigo growls out.
Grimmjow waves him off, uncaring as he searches the fridge. He ate the meal Ichigo made earlier, but he's bored and this is usually where he ends up when bored. The doctor puts him on edge, there's just something about the cocky male that rubs Grimmjow the wrong way… while managing to turn him on at the same time. No one has been so hostile toward Grimmjow unless they wanted him dead, yet Ichigo isn't a threat and seems to know who he is. The orange headed male is a mystery.
"Are you associated with the Urahara clan? I know that eccentric blonde is the family head, had a sister that died and adopted her boys. I would think he'd raise you to be a part of the family."
"He let me choose my own path," Ichigo mutters. "I chose to go to med school and help the innocent people caught up in these ridiculous disputes! Do you realize how many people get hurt during these skirmishes of yours? They don't even have anything to do with your damn clans!"
"You're quite the feisty little thing, aren't you?"
Ichigo blushes at the lecherous gaze settled upon him. He's had them before, yet never with so much unbridled lust and feral intent. The doctor can honestly say, this is the most nervous he's ever been. Grimmjow hasn't even touched the phone yet, taking his time with calling his family for a ride, and Ichigo is beginning to think the man has no intention of doing so.
"You're cute, you know that?" Grimmjow chuckles. "I like you. You're not as fun as your twin, of course, but you're the 'soft sex' type not the 'hate sex' one."
"… Wh-what?" Ichigo sputters. "How dare you talk to me like that! What the fuck do I look like!"
"See? No one talks to me like that," the other laughs in humor. "You're bold. Probably not that bright, but definitely bold! I like that."
"… When exactly are you planning on leaving?" Ichigo wonders with a tick in his brow. "I need to get ready for work."
Grimmjow gazes sidelong at the orange head, raising an elegant blue brow at the comment. The younger man looks exhausted, there are dark circles beneath his eyes from lack of sleep and he's yawned about ten times in the past half an hour. He shuts the fridge door and turns to face the other, the only thing covering his body a pair of tight boxers.
"You'll stay home today, you need sleep," he states. "You won't be any good to your patients if you can't concentrate completely on your job."
"Who the hell do you think you are bossing me around!" Ichigo snaps.
"I believe I'm the gangster you stupidly brought into your house and healed," Grimmjow smirks smugly. "Therefore, I can use force to subdue you without any hesitation at all. You'll hesitate, I know your type. You're too soft, don't like hurting people, and you most likely let everyone walk all over your fine ass."
Ichigo stands, sputtering in disbelief at such assumptions. They may be completely true, but that doesn't mean this asshole can go about spouting them off like that. Grimmjow just watches, all arrogance and self-satisfaction.
"Go to bed, I'll make sure you're not disturbed."
"… And you're not leaving… why?" Ichigo growls out.
"I like it here," the other shrugs. "You're fucking hot, I need time to recuperate, and you need protection."
Ichigo blinks at that, face turning thoughtful at the comment. He never did anything to get on anyone's bad side. He's affiliated with the Visoreds only by upbringing, so he's not as well known as Shiro. Ichigo may have been when he was younger, but he was known as another name with a different look. He never intended to stay within the gang, so he made certain he was never mistaken for one of them later in life. As for the Shinigami, they have a shaky treaty with the Visoreds. The Espada were never very friendly with anyone, however he just saved their heir and that should win him some points.
"You can't figure it out, can you?" Grimmjow grins. "I'll help. I was a target, first off. Second, my dad doesn't take kindly to me being in the company of a Visored. Third, what do you think those sent to take me out are gonna do when they learn I'm still perfectly healthy in the company of a famed doctor?"
"… I should've left you in that damn alley," Ichigo grumbles.
"Yeah, you really should've. Glad you didn't, though!" the man laughs. "Now go to sleep, damn it. I'll hold down the fort… and maybe rid you of at least one of those three problems."
"Asshole!" Ichigo shouts in frustration.
He reaches for the phone, noting how Grimmjow's eyes narrow in suspicion. With a challenging scowl toward his patient, Ichigo picks up his cellphone and dials his work. He's no fool; he's dealt with gangsters all his life. Ichigo knows he'll never get out of this place without getting beaten horribly.
Grimmjow is pleased when the other caves, even more so at the venom and defiance within amber eyes directed at him. The whole way to the bedroom, Ichigo sends that look to the mafia sect heir. It has shivers trailing down his spine, the beginnings of arousal stirring his sex. He needs to tread carefully around this minx, as he's gone up against Shiro and knows how volatile this one has the potential to be.
"Sweet dreams, sexy," he calls.
"Fuck off, loser!" Ichigo bites back.
"I love me a feisty bitch," Grimmjow says quietly as his frame shudders in want.
Ichigo doesn't hear the comment, but he can feel Grimmjow's eyes upon his ass. He's never regretted helping anyone before, yet in this instance he knows he will this time. It's bad enough if Ichigo's boyfriend finds Grimmjow here he'll beat the shit out of the orange head, but it seems the gangster isn't about to let Ichigo go.
I managed to edit =) I'm still a little ticked off though. If it isn't video games, it's 'I want candy'. Heaven forbid you tell the little brat no. =( Anyway, I'm gonna try to get some writing done. Hopefully I'll be able to finish my chapter from yesterday. I managed 14 pages, but... well... I'm really good at getting distracted ^^; Now, I'm gonna go pick up every little bit of junk food and make sure Mykal can't get to anything. He tried to take a box of candy off the counter right next to me! I mean, are you serious! Like I'm not gonna see him after I just told him he couldn't have any more candy!
Shiro: ... Um... I"m gonna go see what Gin's up to. ^^;
Ichi: ... Take me with you T^T
Grimm: Awe, you don't have to go with him. I'll keep you plenty busy! =3
Ichi: *jumps into Grimm's arms*