A/N: Sorry this took so long, I was working on updating my other fanfictions. After this one I'm going to work on Yer Mine Now and then I'll work on my evil saga series... So yeah, here's chapter 2.
Grimmjow woke up with Ichigo's unique scent flowing through his nose. He hadn't had this for so long, he missed it. He inhaled deeply, pulling the smaller male's body closer to his own. Ichigo was softer than he remembered... Then the reality of the situation crashed down on him and he shot up out of the bed, throwing the pillow that he clenched in his hands, fear gripping at his mind.
"I need to get to him," he growled as he threw open Ichigo's closet door. He pulled one of his old t-shirts from one of the shelves and dug around until he found a pair of sweatpants that would fit him. He dressed quickly and threw open the bedroom door, walking into the living room. His friends, startled by the sudden noise, plopped up, staring at the blue haired male before them.
"I'm going to the hospital," he grunted as he slipped his shoes on.
"Alright, we'll go home and get changed. We'll join you later," Szayel yawned, still rubbing his sleepy eyes. Grimmjow grunted in acknowledgement before walking out the door and slamming it shut.
He jogged down the stairs and out into the parking lot and jumped in his car, a royal blue 2009 Acura RSX with a silver panther scrawled on the side. He had gotten the paint job in memory of the shirt Ichigo had worn the first time they met.
He started the car and sped off toward the hospital, reaching it in record time. He rested his forehead against the steering wheel and closed his eyes with a sigh. He glanced over at the passenger's seat and noticed Ichigo's notebook laying there.
"Did I grab this," he wondered out loud before shrugging and grabbing the notebook. He slid out of the car, shoving the small object in his coat pocket. He quickly rushed inside, advancing two times the speed of a normal being. Grimmjow's expression was more serious than it had ever been, he needed to see his berry. He jogged up to the reception desk, letting his breathing even out.
"Are you here to visit someone, sir," a bubbly girl asked from behind the counter.
"Yeah. Ichigo Kurosaki. He should have been brought in last night," Grimmjow answered quietly, running a hand through his blue hair nervously.
"He is in room 615." Grimmjow nearly laughed at the room number, Ichigo would get a kick out of it when he woke up. He walked over to the elevator and rode it to the sixth floor.
"614... 615, finally," he sighed as he reached the correct room. He pushed the door open quietly, making sure he wouldn't disturb anyone. Ichigo was alone in the room, lying in the middle of the large hospital bed.
He was so pale, it gave Grimmjow the creeps. Grimmjow pulled a chair up to the side of the bed and sat down, taking one of Ichigo's cold hands in his own. He hated seeing the younger male like this. He sighed and opened the notebook, planning to read to pass the time.
September 21, 2010
Rukia Kuchiki is a royal bitch. I can't believe she yelled at me for "Hurting Kaien-Dono." She's obsessed with him, just like the others. He can do no wrong to them, even Renji thinks so. Screw her, fuck all of them. I don't have time to deal with their bullshit. Grimmjow is taking me somewhere tonight. He won't tell me where, he keeps saying that I'll just have to wait and see. I really hope it goes well... I still don't know if he likes me or not.
Grimmjow sighed. Ichigo could be really dense sometimes. He shifted in the chair and flipped the page.
September 26, 2010
I've never been this happy in my life! Grimmjow asked me to be with him when we went out for lunch. I said yes, immediately of course. I felt like an idiot. He just laughed and said it was cute, but I had wanted something else. I wanted to make him sweat for a bit, but that plan went out the window. I don't really care about that right now though. I'm nervous as hell. We're on our way to see his friends and get their approval. He said that his last relationship wasn't approved and it had gone to shit within weeks.
Grimmjow chuckled quietly as he remembered that encounter, Ichigo's test.
_ *Flashback* _
"Hey guys, I have someone I want you to meet," Grimmjow called as he entered the quiet house. Ichigo waited outside the door as he had been instructed, a light blush dusting his cheeks.
"For heaven's sake Grimmjow, don't make him stand outside all night. You know how impatient we are," Szayel sighed as he relaxed in his chair. Starrk sat up from where he had been dozing off on Ulquiorra's shoulder. Grimmjow sauntered over to the door and held his hand out to the person standing outside. Szayel raised a fine pink eyebrow at the action. Grimmjow never held hands. Ever.
"C'mere Ichi," the blue-haired man purred, grasping a tan hand and interlacing their fingers. A tallish male with vibrant orange hair stepping into the room hesitantly. A light pink blush dusted his cheeks, making the light freckles across the bridge of his nose stand out. Despite his shy aura, his amber eyes had a strong fire, daring anyone to disapprove of him. Starrk stood and moved to examine Ichigo, the other two males following his example.
"Your name," Starrk started the interrogation as he slowly circled Ichigo, much like how a wolf would circle its prey.
"Ichigo Kurosaki," Ichigo answered in a strong, hypnotic baritone, his earlier discomfort seemingly forgotten.
"Where are you from Ichigo," Szayel asked quickly.
"Karukara Town," Ichigo stated.
"What does your father do for a living?"
"He's a doctor."
"Your mother?"
"She's dead." The questions stopped for a moment.
"When," Ulquiorra asked quietly.
"When I was nine."
"It must've been hard," Starrk commented.
"It was, but we got through it well enough I suppose. We're all still here after all."
"Who else? You can't just mean you and your father," Szayel asked.
"I have two younger sisters."
Szayel nodded.
"You must be very protective of them," Ulquiorra commented, still circling him.
"I would protect them with my life," Ichigo replied seriously.
"Any friends?"
"No." This drew a curious look from everyone in the room, even Grimmjow.
"You have to have at least one friend."
"No. They decided I wasn't worthy of their company after I left." Szayel's eyebrows knitted together, but he didn't say anything else. The Q&A session continued for another hour before Starrk looked to Ulquiorra and Szayel. He received two nods and looked back at Ichigo.
"You have our approval. Welcome to the pack, Ichigo." The two males sitting on the couch relaxed visibly, a smile crinkling Ichigo's nose cutely.
"I guess it's official," Grimmjow stated, nuzzling Ichigo's orange hair happily.
_*End Flashback*_
"They sure were glad I found somebody," Grimmjow sighed before flipping the page to the next entry.
September 27, 2010
I was accepted into "The pack" as Starrk calls it. Grimmjow was excited, he hadn't had an approved boyfriend in a long time. He decided that he is going to stay with me tonight. Of course, he didn't ask permission. He just told me he'd be here around four. I think that tonight should be fun.
Grimmjow grinned mischievously, remembering the first night he spent with the younger male.
A/N: Yes, it is a cliffy *gasp* JK. I'll continue it soon, I just didn't want this chapter to get too long. I'll start out the next chapter with Grimm and Ichi's first night together. Lemonade anyone? XD Tell me, should I have a lemon in the next chapter, or no? Review and let me know what you think!
