Fifi: "OMFG WERE AT THE NEXT CHAPTER NOW!" *spastic flailing

Sailor M: "I know! I'm so excited! We're so productive this time around!~"

Grimm: "Fuck you guys… I still haven't taken my berry… If you catch my drift…" *licks lips*

Ichi:ô/ô

Sailor M: "Oh you'll have a nice time in this chapter ol' Grimmy Babe!~"

Grimm: "Don't call me babe, ya dumb shrimp. Only Ichi can call me that!" *hmph*

Fifi: "And only I can call her a dumb shrimp, ya cock bite!" *growls* ʕ •̀ •́ ʔ

Sailor M: "Careful little Grimmy-Babe!~"

( ^◡^)っ╰⋃╯ "Remember who had control over that D! You'll never get your berry if ya got no dick!~"

Grimm: "I ain't need no dick to get him anyways! We all know he wants me as it is."

Sailor M: *annoyed* "Fine… I'll chop it off while you're awake."

Ichi: "DOES ANYONE CARE WHAT I WANNA DO TO HIM? He's been harassing me for years!"

Sailor M: "Oh Ichi… we know what you wanna do to him." ;D

Fifi: "Get wild wit him?" :3

Grimm: *Purrs*

Ichi: "Gah! No one cares! I better be seme in some part… promise? I'm sure our readers would be happy…"

Sailor M, Fifi, and Grimm: "... PFT HAAHAAAA!"

Ichi: "You know what? Fuck you guys!" *pounces on Grimm* "How's that feel huh? Being beneath me like you should be?"

Grimm: *deadpan* "kinda nice actually... I get to see your pretty face really well from this angle..."

Sailor M: "Okay… maybe Ichi… maybe someday… when you're a big boy…" ;D

Ichi: "Why, you- Gah!" *launches himself and murders Sailor M*

Fifi: *whispers* "Heh, not on my watch., you gonna stay your lil' kickass uke self..."

Grimm: "ON TO THE TOUCHY FEELY!"


Ichigo opened his eyes, a dazed expression spread across his face. He lifted his hand to his face, stroking misplaced orange locks out of his eyes. He shivered… it had occurred to him that his alarm had went off three times already… but all he wished to do was curl up in his blankets and sleep for six years. He sighed, nearly impaling his head with a fluffy pillow trying to drown out the noise blaring around the room.

"Ichigo git your fuckin' ass outta bed! Or I'll eat all your breakfast!" Grimmjow yelled angrily. That alone was nearly enough to make Ichigo get out of bed. Grimmjow NEVER made him breakfast. It was always, 'make your own fuckin' food!' But to his disappointment Ichigo couldn't even manage to heave himself out of bed. He suddenly became slightly panicked… This wasn't normal.

"G-Grimm?" He choked out weakly. He doubted the blue-haired dope had even heard him. He lifted his arm slightly and knocked as hard as he could on his bed frame, swearing as his arm pulsed with sharp pain. He was going to tough it out and try again when he heard Grimm's voice carry through the hallway and into his own room.

'What is he...' Curious, Ichigo put all of his strength to maneuver a leg off the edge of his bed. He continued to inch parts of his body closer to the edge, each movement causing him to grunt or moan in pain. Eventually he had somehow managed to flop about half of his body closer to freedom when his door was violently swung open and the semi-grouchy man himself entered. Ichigo fell from his bed, his shaky balance startled by the man's presence.

"Gah, fuck!" He shouted in pain. Grimmjow looked confused at his room-mate, not understanding the situation.

"What the fuck are you doing on the floor? Ichigo… I made you breakfast you know… Now you're annoying me… I get that it was weird yesterday but… you could at least accept my apology… " Grimmjow spoke, slightly offended if anything. He narrowed his eyes. Ichigo still wouldn't look at him. "Ichigo! Get off the floor and come here!" He yelled, hot-headedly. Ichigo flailed around until he was facing the other,

"If you haven't noticed I think I'm sick or something!" he managed to croak out. Grimmjow simply rolled his eyes stalking up to the immobile strawberry.

"You don't think I knew that? I checked up on you the first time your alarm rang and saw you snotting on yourself. That's why I called and told your teachers you wouldn't be there today and I'll grab your assignments for you!" Grimm was standing over Ichigo by now and was reaching down to scoop his berry in a bridal hold to their couch. Ichigo squirmed under his grasp, sticking his tongue out hotly at the man.

"You dick, let me go! I can walk myself!" Ichigo yelled… however he wasn't fully confident he could really do that. Grimmjow placed a digit up to his lips, hushing the rambunctious strawberry under his firm finger.

"Yeah right… I think a tornado is more likely to appear than you getting up and walking ya lil' arse. Speaking of which, watching you sleep made me realize how nice your lil' ass really is." He plopped the disturbed male on the couch, grabbing his own blanket, which smelled like the cologne he wore daily.

"You never goddamn know. Weather tends to be sporadic..." Ichigo subconsciously curled into fetal position, bringing the Grimmjow scented blanket closer to himself. He inhaled slowly, letting the other's musk relax him, and closed his heavy eyelids. When the wisps of sleep were just about to engulf him, Grimmjow rudely poked at Ichigo's face with something that was somewhat soft. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes to find Grimmjow wielding Shero's arms and were smacking Ichi with her paws. He also noticed that Grimmjow was the only one that was grinning in the apartment. Shero and the disgruntled berry let out similar growls that were pointed towards the happy bluenette. Fed up with her second annoying hairless kitten's antics, nibbled on one of Grimm's fingers until he let her go, setting off into her favored orange furred baby's bedroom.

The two watched her swaggered out of the room all high and mighty, and Ichigo chuckled at the sight.

"Damn! It's fuckin' hot in here Grimm! When's that AC gonna work!?" Ichigo wiped the sweat off his forehead, somehow feeling cold at the same time.

"I'll fix it when I'm free… You're just sick with a fever, asshole. Don't complain. Maybe… Ya know… maybe a cold shower will help…?" Grimmjow suggested innocently… but his face revealed his true intentions. Before Ichigo had looked up into the blueberry's eyes he sighed, taking the suggestion in.

"You know… that doesn't sound like a bad idea…" but he blushed as Grimm smirked his devilishly handsome face at him. "Grimmjow… why are you looking at me like that…?" He added suspiciously.

"Oh I dunno strawberry… No reason… but we must get you clean little Berry! Let's get you in the bath!~" the mischievous blueberry sung almost gleefully. Ichigo narrowed his eyes at the fellow…

"Grimm… I'm really not up for your games… I mean… I could actually use a shower… I feel like shit… but please just don't fuck with me… I'm not in the mood… and there's a 60% chance i'll puke on you… so…" Grimmjow nodded, looking a bit disappointed. He did care for Ichigo…

"Look, I'm not a monster. I'm not gonna do anything, especially if you don't want me to you know," Grimmjow rubbed at his face and tugged at his hair slightly, tucking a few wandering strands out of the way. Ichigo knew he could trust the other, and felt a bit guilty for thinking Grimm would ever take advantage of him.

"Yeah... I- I just. Last night was... I don't know. It was different and I'm still trying to work out how I feel about that, but that doesn't mean that I don't trust you... you blue turd," he let a small smirk slip from his lips as he allowed the other to carry him into Grimmjow's bathroom (mostly because they didn't want to further annoy Shero, and it was a bit larger *nudge nudge wink wink*) Grimmjow placed Ichi down on the bathtub before retrieving some extra towels and clothes,

"C...can you turn around?..." Ichigo looked up pleadingly. Sighing, Grimmjow turned around and heard the rustling of clothes being removed,

"You know in a few seconds I'm going to see you naked anyways..." he risked glancing over his shoulder to catch a glimpse of tan skin before having a t-shirt thrown at his face,

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Ichigo squeaked out, quickly grabbing a towel to cover himself from any further scrutinizing. Grimmjow peeled the clothing away, turning around to face the other,

"I obviously need to help you dumbass. You can't stand up on your own, how did you think you were going to take a shower?" Ichigo huffed and rolled his eyes,

"I was gonna take a bath numbnuts!" He said it in a condescending manner, like it was the most obvious solution. They stared at eachother for a good minute or so before Grimmjow snorted and gave Ichi a lopsided smile,

"Yeah yeah. You can have a bath. But you're gonna need my help for the shower part to clean your hair. Hell, I'll probably end up cleaning the rest of ya," Ichigo tried throwing a glare at Grimm but there was no real heat behind it,

"Fine, just hurry up. Get this over with cuz it's already kinda stuffy in here..." and with that Grimm had Ichigo turned on the shower head as he stripped himself of his own t-shirt, commenting on how he could be a good boy and not strip down to nothing. He helped the orangette climb over the side of the pristine white tub. Grimm shivered as he felt the cold water run against his sculpted chest. He could feel himself shaking and sighed, resting his head against the wall as Ichigo savoured the cold feeling. Grimmjow grabbed the bottle of shampoo, chuckling to himself… of course the scent was strawberries… how predictable. Lathering the mouse-like cleansing agent in his palms, he lightly caressed Ichigo's carrot-top head in his hands, washing his hair delicately. He noticed that Ichigo had tattoos inked across his left shoulder-blade and bicep, and he gasped in surprise. How did he never notice these! Grimm found himself smiling… they did make the stubborn man look even more attractive than he thought he could be… Grimmjow breathed in slowly, trying to control the desire manifested within him.

"To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong…" He read the words inscribed on the other's flesh. "I like it. I never knew you had that actually… I'm fuckin' surprised Berry… Didn't think ya had it in ya." Ichigo looked behind him, grumbling a hot-headed response at the male. Grimmjow merely shrugged, ignoring him. "Alright, now I'm conditioning." He explained. This process was quickly finished and he smirked and motioned Ichigo.

"Turn around… I have… is this a loofa? Yeah… You know what i mean, Gotta wash up." Ichigo sighed, turning around to face Grimmjow, immediately embarrassed as Grimm's blue eyes seemed to travel all over his body… and mainly at the lower parts… well… especially. However Grimmjow seemed to be really trying to control himself, and Ichi was silently thankful for that. He watched the older male shiver, feeling a pang of guilt deep in his chest. Grimmjow was doing this for him… he smiled, placing his arm on Grimm's shoulder tightly to steady himself. The feeling of being washed made Ichi stiffen, but the much-needed exfoliation without a doubt felt good. Slowly Grimm began to lather down Ichigo's spine, his arms wrapped around the other. He placed his own hand on the sun kissed berry's skin, silently urging the other to face the wall with the faucet,

"I-I need to get your back..." Grimm cleared his throat, explaining to the hesitant male. With a short nod, Ichigo showed off his tattoo once again making grimm grumble in satisfaction. Looking at the simple yet elegant tattoo scrawled across Ichi's back had him at a loss for words. He too craved to leave his own simple mark on Ichi… claiming his territory. Grimm leaned forward, about to kiss his mate's neck, then drew back, rethinking the decision. 'Dammit!' he thought, eager to mark the male's flesh with a symbol of his dominance. The amount of attraction he felt for Ichigo seemed impossible to control, but he bit his lip and gulped, trying to push his thoughts of desire out of his convoluted mind,

"Grimm?" Ichigo cautiously inquired.

"Uh... Yeah? You feeling any better?"

"A little… I uh… don't think I can stand without you though… so don't move too much or I'll fall…" Ichigo looked away, a bit embarrassed at his incapabilities.

"Don't worry, I got cha," Grimm wrapped a protective arm around the slim waist for emphasis,

"Ack! Aaahhh... T-the touching Grimm... I-is it really needed?" The taller male leaned down to place his head on sleek shoulders. He tilted his head to gaze longingly into the amber eyes, tinted with gold.

"Hnnnn. Well I gotta make sure you ain't gonna fall. In fact... Now that you're all cleaned up why don't cha relax and lay down in the water eh?" he plugged the drain and waited for the water to fill up about half way, still gripping onto his lovely strawberry before lowering both of them into the mild water. They both ended in a sitting position, with Ichigo in front, more or less being spooned by Grimmjow, his legs wrapped around the other.

"G-Grimm!? This... This is definitely unnecessary!" the berry tried scooting away from Grimm's cool body, but that only seemed to: 1. piss off Grimmjow and make him clasp on tighter, and 2. make his body slide against a...not so hidden hard-on...

"...Grimmjow..."

"Yes~?"

"That better not be it I think it is..."

"And what do you think it is?" Ichigo craned his neck back to stare in disbelief,

"WHY DO YOU HAVE AN ERECTION RIGHT NOW?!" Ichigo pointed at the offensive member, currently digging into his hip. Grimmjow merely shrugged.

"It's cold water and there's a cute piece of fruit writhing all over. And why're ya blamin' for my guy, when yours is practically waving at us through the water!" They both peered down at Ichigo's length, which was indeed already semi hard.

"A-at least mine isn't PROBING SOMEONE IN THE SPINE! Grimm take this seriously!" He swatted the other's leg, failing to get Grimmjow to stop chuckling and in fact, making it worse.

"Awwww Ichi, of course I'm taking this and my duty seriously!~I'll always take care of my sweet lil' berry." He beamed at his orange haired dork and held tighter. The truth was he was freezing… it felt as though they were in an ice bath… and Ichi was so hot.. in more ways than one. But Grimmjow eyed his own length in determination… he'd have to get rid of it somehow… He bit his lip, pondering what options he had. Meanwhile, Ichigo's erection only seemed to grow as he felt the constant pang in his backside from Grimmjow. He really couldn't hide how turned on he was… especially because of how weak he felt,

"Your duties?" Ichigo rolled his eyes, "and by that you mean violating my personal space I assume..." He tugged at the arm still tightly wrapped around his waist. Grimm huffed pulling Ichigo further closer to his his chest.

"Well if you want me to help you in any way, I gotta get close ta ya… Not to mention I'm freezing… curse your immune system! I can't even have my way with ya…" Grimm grumbled childishly… however adult his intentions previously were.

"Grimm… your... Ugh. Dammit! Your dick is annoying at this point! Control! Down Bessehh! Nehgh." He continued battering Grimm's arm, attempting to loosen his grip and pull away.

"But Ichi!~" the grown man pouted, "I'm cold, and you have enough warmth for the both of us~ Here, how 'bout we move ya so you're a bit more comfy?" Gripping the slim waist, he hoisted the protesting Strawberry up and helped shift his body so they were facing eachother, "See? Now I'm not stabbing you in the back with 'The Big Guy' eh?" He smirked in satisfaction. Ichigo only pushed away with vigor.

"You're not prodding me anymore, yes... BUT NOW WE'RE TOO CLOSE AND.. A-and they're... Aaahhh... They're touching and I... STOP LOOKING AT ME WITH THAT DAMN SMIRK!" Ichi's face grew even brighter, embarrassment adding to the fever's heat. Although the heat in Ichi's face wasn't the only thing that grew, and he groaned hotly as his erection started to grow to its full potential against Grimmjow.

"Seems like 'Lil' Berry' is comfortable enough Ichigo!~" the spoiled blueberry purred with delight. He himself was becoming more turned on by Ichigo's appeal and he smirked at the male, wrapping his arms around Ichi's back and pushing them together so their lengths were rested against each other, through the fabric of Grimm's drenched boxers. Ichigo let out a small moan as the friction created pleasure between the both of them.

"Looks like you like this special treatment Ichigooo~" Grimm sung, being sure to firmly hold Ichi so he couldn't even attempt to escape. Leaning in he kissed the frantic strawberry, savoring the sparks and excitement he immediately felt from the action. He wrapped his hand along the crown of the other's head, pressing their foreheads together so Ichi couldn't refuse his advances. Grimmjow growled in seductive happiness, stroking the tip of Ichi's member and continuing to press his lips against the heated skin under his Adam's apple, drawing out a mewl of satisfaction as the other sucked small bruises over his collar bone. The sensations were overwhelming, and paralyzed Ichigo's body into a panting mess. Grimmjow had started moving downwards whilst sucking against Ichigo's sweet flesh, leaving bright pink love bites across his body, and leaned the flushed male back.

"MNYAHHH!" he gasped out in surprise when he felt a slick tongue dart out and swipe over a sensitive nipple, "Whaa- What are you doing?! Staaaahhhh, mph. Hnghhaaaa ~ 3" Grimm looked up at the berry, watching as he unraveled and let his guard finally fall.

'Finally. I might finally have him' Was one of many thoughts flying around in Grimmjow's head. Most of the others were not as PG-13 though, "Seems like you don't actually want me to stop now do ya?" He teased, giving another flick of his tongue.

"Sh-shut up! I... Ngaaahhh! This is your fault, so you better take responsibility!" Ichigo grabbed the other's hand and guided it to his aching member, "See the mess you've caused?!" Grimmjow snickered,

"You mean the mess I'm about to cause." He gave a rough tug while continuing his assault on the pert pink buds, nipping at each of them, creating more and more bruises that he carefully traced with his mouth, trying to soothe the stinging. grimmjow continued to gaze at the man he's been pining after since their first year living together. Just the knowledge that he was the one who was able to make Ichigo melt beneath his touch was nearly enough to make him come undone. Not to mention the erotic noises coming out of the gaping mouth were fueling his desires, "Shit. You know how damn sexy you look right now? All panting and wanton." Grimm nuzzled at a bite mark in the crook of Ichigo's neck.

"Haaaa..Grimm.. Saying stuff like that... Ngh. Nygaaahhh!" He shuddered when a finger slid over the eye of his shhaffttt hahaha (change too)mneh

"God, your voice is amazing." Grimm had grabbed both of their hard-ons and squeezed, making them both shiver. They were close to climaxing when Grimm whispered hoarsely in the other's ear.

"My name..."

"W-waa.. Mph!" Grimmjow captured the others swollen lips, murmuring into them.

"My name. I want you to call out my name when I mark you as mine. I want you to only be able to have one thing on your mind when you cum, and I want that to be my name Ichi. You got that? Don't think of anything else but me." He grasped at the base of Ichigo's neck, tugging at the roots of his hair and exposing the tanned flesh. Ichigo was about to respond when he felt sharp pair of canines found their way into his neck, staying there for a few seconds, the mixture of pain and pleasure sent him over the top.

"GRIMMMM!~3" he spilled his seed onto the still pumping hand, completely milking him. Grimmjow came soon after, and he lapped up the small trickle of blood from the bite he had created.

"Sorry 'bout that Ichi.. Guess I got a bit excited... Here," he slowly rose with the strawberry's limp body in his arms, "let me dry you off and we can get that bandaged up..." He glanced worriedly at the orangette, but to his relief, the lithe male had yet to come down from his momentary bliss. Realizing that this was most likely only the calm before the storm, Grimm moved swiftly, patting arms, legs and other body parts dry. He also quickly retrieved some gauze wrap from the first aid kit that was stored in their hallway closet. When he returned to his bedroom, he had noticed that Ichigo somehow made it onto his bed and was deep in thought,

"Ichi?... um…?"

"Grimmjow… I want to be your boyfriend? Is that... Heh. This is odd.. But I just... I don't know... you make me feel... Comfortable? Complete? I'm not sure how to describe what I feel when I'm with you but... I think I like it..." Grimmjow burned with happiness.

"Ichigo… you aren't fuckin' with me… right?" he questioned, trying to reassure himself. "Does this mean you won't pretend you like women anymore…?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Aw Grimm this is so embarrassing just believe me!" Ichigo mumbled quietly, "yes… this means… we'll be a couple… like dates, and kissing… and whatever we just did… can we uh… do that… alot? That was great…" Ichigo's cheeks burned as he looked away. The breath was knocked out of him as suddenly Grimmjow had pounced on his prize, snuggling up to his neck softly.

"Okay… I trust you now… but ya better fuckin not be kiddin' me… If I hear you embarrassed to say you're dating me in front of someone…" Grimmjow pondered what he'd do for a second, "I'll punish you, little berry!~"

"Alright, alright… just fucking kiss me already!" Ichigo pulled Grimmjow down to his face so they were at eye-level, and he firmly explored Grimmjow's mouth with his tongue never feeling so alive in his life. When Grimmjow's lungs burned for air, he pulled away.

"So… uh… how do I say this Ichi-babe… can we fuck now?" Grimmjow smirked.

"What the fuck Grimmjow we were having a moment and you had to ruin it! God-damn you! We can't fuck… I don't… I still need to figure this out…" Grimmjow looked somewhat disappointed but he wrapped himself around his love, burying his nose in the strawberry-smelling locks of Ichigo.

"So you're sure we can't fuck?"


Sailor M: "Happy Grimmy?"

Grimm: "For once… I kind of am. But i still want his dick mind you…"

Ichi: "YOU LET ME INITIATE SOMETHING! ONE KISS!" *feels accomplished*

Sailor M: *Ignores because she's listening to Phantom of the Opera*

Fifi:"..." *sways*

Grimm: "Ummmm... Is she ok?

Sailor M: "Masqueradeeee!~" *Sings along*

Fifi: "..." *violently shaking and swaying*

Grimm: "Guys I think this is serious?!" *pokes Fifi in the face*

Ichi: "Dude she's like this all the time, if it were important, S.M. would know!"

Sailor M: *Sings and sways* "Sing, my Angel of Music Sing, my Angel Sing for me Sing, my Angel! Sing for me!"

Fifi: *falls to the ground* *LOUD SCREECHING NOISE EMANATES FROM MOUTH*

Sailor M: "Oh god sorry Fifi I was enthralled! Oh no!" *Holds Fi in arms*

Grimm and Ichi: *Are freaked*

Fifi: *more screeching* "SMUUUUUUTTTTT" *arms start flapping about*

Sailor M: "Hold on I know what's happening guys!" *starts whispering boring school stuff in Fifi's ears to bring her down from smut-high*

Grimm: "... Whaaaaa... What happened to her?" (ŌHŌ)

Fifi: "AHHHHH! Not school stuff!" *jumps away from Sailor M gasping*

Sailor M: "She's alive!~" *slips back on headphones.*

Grimm: "I... I still don't know what the hell just happened..." *looks to Ichigo*

Ichi: *shrug*

Sailor M: "You don't need to… Fifi and I just feel each other. We is psychic."

Fifi: "Hehehehe" *serious face* "... Not like how Grimm and Ichi were touching each other though..."

Sailor M: "ALERT! I have an idea if Fifi agrees! Next author note, we will answer Q & A so leave questions you have for us in reviews! For Fifi, or me, whoever!"

Fifi: "Yea, what she said."

Sailor M: "Alright, so Adios! Sayonara!"

Fifi: "GRIMMJOW'S BIRTHDAY IS SOON BITCHES! LOOK OUT FOR THE B-DAY CHP!" *returns to normal* "Later lovelies!~"

Sailor M: *winks*