AN: Look another chapter after who knows how long. Sorry to the people who are actually reading this. Yet again if anyone catches mistakes with my French please tell me.
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Serez-vous Mon-aimée?
"Yeah I'm going to be coming home late is that alright…hmm I don't know midnight I guess."
Ichigo listened to his father carrying on about something about how he was lying about doing homework to stay at a girl's house.
"No dad it's not a girl, they're just a friend from school and I'm working on homework with them that's all…yeah, I know…I guess I could stay the night, hold on."
Ichigo covered the mouth piece of his cell phone and looked back over at Grimmjow who was in his small kitchen cooking something.
"Hey Grimmjow"
"Yeah?"
"Is it okay if I stay the night?" Ichigo asked. Grimmjow looked up from his frying pan and over at the ex-redhead.
"Stay the night…well I don't know" the azure eyed man removed the pan from its burner and emptied its contents onto two plates. The teen looked at the older man with a cross expression.
"Oh alright, don't look at me like that, you can stay." Grimmjow brought over the plates of food and set one down in front of Ichigo.
"They said it was okay…alright…okay I'll see you tomorrow," a blush crept into Ichigo's face as well as a flabbergasted expression at something that the teen's father mentioned,
"I'm not doing anything like that dad…I'll see you tomorrow, bye." Ichigo hung up, tossing his phone onto the table.
"So yer stayin'?" inquired Grimmjow.
"Yeah" the teen said looking down at his food.
"what is this?" Ichigo asked as he stirred around the stew like substance on his plate with his spoon.
Grimmjow looked up from his own plate of food at the ex-redhead.
"It's a French dish that my grandmother used to make, you like it?" Grimmjow asked a hopeful look in the older man's eyes.
The teen loaded a spoonful into his mouth taking in the sweet yet savory taste of tomato sauce and the tender chunks of meat that Ichigo couldn't quite identify the taste of. Gulping down that last bit of food the teen looked up at the older man.
"This is really good, what is it?"
Grimmjow smiled,
"Its duck" said the man simply. Ichigo just shrugged,
"Well it's good." The teen took a couple more bites, "so what was it that you wanted to talk about earlier?" Ichigo asked looking up at Grimmjow.
"Oh well, I was going to talk to you about, well us, but after that episode in the shop I don't think that we need to anymore."
"Well tell me anyways, I mean I wanna know where you stand in all this."
"What d'ya mean where I stand?"
Ichigo shrugged,
"What I mean to say is, what do you think of all this, you told me earlier in the shop that you weren't sure about your feelings towards me."
"I'm pretty sure you aren't either Ichigo-kun."
"No, I think I've pretty much figured out how I feel about the whole thing, I mean I've never felt this way about anyone else until now, and well, something's telling me that I really do like you Grimmjow." Ichigo go said staring up at the shopkeeper with sincere eyes.
Grimmjow jeered at the teen's statement,
"So what ya mean to tell me is that you've figured out how ya feel about this whole thing, come on Ichigo-kun yer only what, seventeen, what ya know about this kinda thing huh?" Grimmjow said. Ichigo could hear the annoyance in the shopkeeper's words.
"Did I say something wrong?"
"No"
"Then why do you seem so on edge all of sudden?"
"What d'ya mean?"
"You know what I mean, you're acting weird"
"How would ya know?"
"I just do, now tell me what's wrong."
"Nothin's wrong Ichigo-kun."
"There has to be something."
"Well there isn't, so just stop askin' already"
"There something bothering you Grimmjow, I know there is"
"Well yer wrong"
"I don't think I am" anger creeping into Ichigo's voice.
"Well you are!" Grimmjow shouted, slamming an open hand down on the table, causing the teen to jump.
"Grimmjow?" said Ichigo, voice quivering slightly.
"Shut up" the azure eyed man said turning his gaze away from the ex-redhead, "we can't do this anymore, you should just go home."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm tellin' ya to go home Ichigo" the older man said sternly.
Ichigo furrowed his brow and stared at the blue haired man in disbelief.
"Grimmjow look at me" Ichigo said, pleading. Azure eyes looked reluctantly into brown.
"Yer too young Ichigo-kun, too young to understand" Grimmjow muttered.
Ichigo slammed a fist down on the table, shouting,
"So what you think I'm too young to understand my own emotions?" The teen was staring daggers straight at the blue haired man, "you don't think I know what love is Grimmjow?"
The older man was obviously very unsettled by the teen's outburst. Grimmjow looked away again but not for long.
"God damn it look at me Grimmjow!"
"Stop tellin' me what to fuckin' do!" Grimmjow snapped, bearing his teeth in frustration.
"Why should I?"
"'Cause I didn't mean that"
"Bullshit, that's exactly what you meant to say, and don't you dare try to cover it up with some lie."
The azure eyed man shook his head and picked himself up from the table,
"I don't have to listen to this" he said walking toward the stairs.
"Grimmjow" called Ichigo.
"What!?" the older man snapped.
"How old you?" The teen asked, standing now and facing the azure eyed man. Grimmjow furrowed his brow,
"I'm twenty-three" Grimmjow said, looking away, understanding where the teen was getting at. "I know how it must sound but"
"But nothing you're standing here and telling me I'm too young to recognize my own feelings, and yet here you are a whole fucking six years older than me, you know what I think Grimmjow?"
Ichigo said still staring down the older man with a condemning look.
"I think you're just mad just 'cause you can't admit that you just might love me back Grimmjow."
Grimmjow just stood there, as still as could be. He didn't know what to say his mind was whirling with all the things he wanted to say but he could come up with one.
This time the azure man stared straight into the brown depths of Ichigo's eyes and hoped that the teen could see the hurt his own eyes held.
The shopkeeper heaved a sigh,
"Ichigo-kun, when I was younger 'bout yer age I faced a situation like the one I find myself in today, and I can tell ya that I didn't come out the same person I once was when I got done with it. It damaged me and broke me beyond repair, and I just can't let myself be dragged into something like that again. I promised myself. 'Cause of this yer just gonna to have to take my word for it when I say that I love ya." Grimmjow said fists clenched at his sides, tearing beginning to rise to the surface.
Ichigo continued to look on at the older man, not understanding where this confession was coming from. Had he stirred something within the azure eyed man? He didn't know.
"What happened to you Grimmjow? When you were my age, what happened to you?" Ichigo asked taking a step toward the older man. Grimmjow sighed and racked a hand through his mess of hair.
"I'll tell ya some other time right now's not the best time Ichigo-kun" the shopkeeper said walking over to the table and picking up the plates and over to the kitchen where he set to work washing the dishes.
"Why not?" the teen asked, he was still standing in the tiny living space behind the blue haired man. Grimmjow looked over at the ebony haired teen and smiled.
Shutting off the water Grimmjow walked toward the teen, and with arm outstretched embraced Ichigo, holding him close.
Ichigo didn't hug back he just stood there, arms at his sides as the older man held him and nuzzled his face against the top of his head,
lips leaving behind light kisses every once in awhile, a hand absentmindedly toying with strands of raven black hair.
"'Cause it's a story for another time, but I guess I can tell you some of it now" said Grimmjow into Ichigo's ebony hair.
A smile tugged at the ex-redhead's lips at the sound of the shopkeeper's normal lethargic voice. Releasing the teen the older man walked back over to the table and took a seat, Ichigo followed suit.
Grimmjow propped his elbows on top of the table, fingers interlaced and under his chin, a thoughtful look on his features. Ichigo just sat waiting.
"Where to start?" the azure eyed man mused to himself.
"Oh, okay I know. When I was about yer age or maybe a bit older I met this kid, Damien was his name, in my senior year of high school.
I guess one could say that he was a handsome boy for his age, and I certainly though he was at the time, and this was before I even knew I had feelings of any kind towards him.
He was a new student during the middle of the school year and he came from Spain originally, so that was also one of the reasons I was drawn to him the way I was, along with other things, like his looks, intellect, and charm, he was also quite witty. Anyways, Damien came from good stock and also from good money, this made a lot of kids stay away from him and others to gather to him, but he didn't care much for either now that I recall.
However, his looks and lavishness came at the price of a broken home. An unfaithful mother, an almost always absent and drunken father, estranged brothers and sisters, you know the sort.
Of course you'd never know this by lookin' at him; he hid it well under his money and charm.
Eventually the two of us got to talkin' and soon became very close. Now this was of course was to the displeasure of Ulquiorra,
a rather close friend of mine since grade school, but I thought he understood for the most part that I still held him dear to me, it was just that it's always a good change of pace when you meet someone who actually enjoys talking and doesn't think it a waste of breath or time.
Anyways getting back on track, Damien and I soon became inseparable and this of course didn't go unnoticed by our peers, who stared rumors and the like 'bout the two of us, mostly about me though 'cause of my reputation with girls during my high school career, but it didn't really have any real effect on our relationship."
Grimmjow met Ichigo's gaze,
"Time passed and I'd became aware of the hold that Damien had over me, I mean I was completely enamored with the boy by this time to say the least, and I knew he felt the same way about me. Ya see we had grown past the normal exchanges that friends share. We both loved each other's company more than anything in the world and the small, simple affections that we showered each other with were not those of friends any longer. We'd become lovers without really bein' conscious of it. We eventually started going out at some point, when it actually was decided upon I'm still not sure but it had happened nonetheless."
Grimmjow stopped sniffed back a sob and wiped away tears that threatened to streak his face.
"What about your guy's parent's? Didn't they catch on at some point?" Ichigo asked.
Grimmjow caught his breath and continued,
"Yeah ultimately my parents started asking questions, well more like my mom kept inquirin' about the two of us, but this was only 'cause I was always closer to her as child than I was with my dad.
So one afternoon my mother pulled me aside after Damien had gone and asked about what was goin' on between us. I told her it was nothing but a simple relationship between good friends but she didn't buy that for a minute. Of course that wasn't enough for her so eventually I gave in after a time of two months or so of her pressin' the issue, also 'cause my father was startin' to get curious, and the last thing I wanted was to answer to my father."
Ichigo watched as a tear escaped and streaked the azure eyed man's face.
"However none of that compared to what my poor Damien was goin' through. Ya see we hadn't seen each other in some time so when we finally had the chance to meet again I was horrified by what I saw. Damien had told me that his father was a drinker, but he failed to mention that he was a violent one. Damien's beautiful, boyish face had been ruined, and that brut of a father had lopped off this son's gorgeous curls of golden blond from his pretty little head, leaving him with nothing but a pitiful haircut and a tarnished visage.
All those things aside though, I didn't know what I was to do to get back at the pitiful excuse of a man who had done that to my Damien, my love, my angel."
Grimmjow racked a hand through his mess of blue hair, heaving a sigh and wiping even more tears from his azure eyes.
"Grimmjow…I'm sorry I didn't know"
"Of course you didn't, that's why I told ya" Grimmjow said picking himself up from the table, heading toward the stairs. Ichigo turned to face the azure eyed man.
"But I don't understand what happened to the two of you, why aren't the two of you together still, why are you here in Japan now?"
the questions came flooding out of the teen's mouth faster than he could think of them. The older man smiled.
"'Cause that's just how it work out, and besides that's a story all its own, and I don't wanna tell ya it unless I really have to." Grimmjow said as he set off up the steep and narrow steppes. "I'm going to bed Ichigo-kun you should the same."
The ex-redhead got up from the table and followed after Grimmjow.
"Ya still wanna sleep with me after all that huh?" the shopkeeper said as he threw open his bedroom door. Not bothering to turn the light the older man threw himself, face down onto the small futon in the corner of the messy room.
Ichigo followed close behind, slowly picking his way toward the older man, keeling down the teen stared admiringly down at the older man's form.
"Sleep with you, but that's all, nothing else." Ichigo said reaching out and running a loving hand through sky blue hair, tracing a finger along the older man's jaw line.
Grimmjow reached up and taking Ichigo's hand in his own, bringing the hand to his lips he placed a light kiss on the back of it.
"Alright then, nothing else, but remember ya promised" the older man said simply, letting go of the teen's hand, and scooting over to make move for the ebony haired teen. Ichigo settled into the space beside the older man, who was laying down facing him, the teen noticed how his azure eyes shone like brilliant sapphires in the faint moonlight that filtered in through tightly closed curtains.
"I didn't promise anything" Ichigo said, cuddling up closer to the older man, nuzzling his face against the crook of Grimmjow's neck, the teen heaved a sigh and relaxed. Smiling, Grimmjow looped an arm around the ex-redhead's waist and pulling him close the azure eyed man planted a kiss atop Ichigo's ebony head.
"I miss yer orange hair Berry-tan"
"Why? It's not like you can see my hair right now."
"I know it's just the fact that I know it's not there ya know." Grimmjow said nuzzling his face into the mess of midnight strands. Ichigo rewarded the gesture with one his boyish laughs.
"You're such a tease" Ichigo said, before reaching over and tickling Grimmjow in his sides,
which earned the teen one the older man's whole hearted laughs as he batted away the teen's hands, but to no avail for the teen continued in his tickling assault.
"God damn it Ichigo stop it!" Grimmjow shouted through his laugher. The older man reaching out found the ex-redhead's sides and began administering his own ticklish abuse upon Ichigo's body.
Ichigo flinched in surprise at the hands that were suddenly gripping at his ribs, their long fingers lightly dancing against taunt skin, and sending shivers of delight throughout the teen's body.
Ichigo tried his luck at rolling away from the assaulting fingers but failed when he realized a weight atop him was keeping his from moving anywhere. Opening up brown eyes the teen could make out Grimmjow in front of him who had straddled his waist.
"What's this Grimm?" Ichigo asked, out of breath from his previous fits of laugher.
Grimmjow leaned down with forearms on either side of the teen's ebony head;
he captured Ichigo's lips in an intimate kiss. Kissing back the teen reached down below the two of them and began toying with the hem of Grimmjow's shirt. The older smiled into the kiss before parting,
"I thought ya just wanted to sleep huh?"
Ichigo leaned up and caught the azure eyed man's lips in another kiss while he tugged at the cotton shield that kept his skin from touching his lover's.
Grimmjow rolled his eyes,
"alright, but remember that it was yer fault."
"Whatever, you started it" Ichigo said, his tone now held a husky quality to it. The teen succeeded in ridding Grimmjow of his shirt and Grimmjow the same to Ichigo,
both tossing the garments aside to some random part of the dark room. Ichigo, who was still lying under the larger man, ran a slender hand over the azure eyed man's tone chest and stomach, which caused Grimmjow to subtly tremble. The blue haired man mended the previously broken kiss, all the while one of his hands absentmindedly tangled itself in midnight strands as the other wondered down between the couple and began undoing Ichigo's pants.
"Grimmjow!" Ichigo gasped out as he felt the azure eyed man's hand rub roughly against his hardened erection through his boxers. Grimmjow kissed hard against the teen's lips before he lowered himself down to the teen's hips where he slipped off Ichigo's pants and boxer down around his ankles, as well as his own.
Grimmjow's rough hands began trailing up the soft and slightly tanned skin of Ichigo's legs, as well as leaving behind light kisses that sent Ichigo to moaning the older man's name. Grimmjow stopped just short of Ichigo's proud erection, before and throwing the ebony haired teen a toothy grin and pulling himself back up on top of Ichigo, grinding his own erection against the teen's. Ichigo arched his back at the sudden sensation of pleasure that pushed through him like a wave.
"You fucking tease" Ichigo said through clenched teeth. Grimmjow let out a small laugh.
"Oh what and ya think yer not Berry-tan?" Grimmjow said, hand finding and grabbing a hold of the teen's throbbing cock. "Just lookin' at that pretty face of yers is enough to send me over the edge."
Grimmjow leaned forward, kissing the teen's lips hard, while beginning to pump the erection in his hand.
Ichigo gasped,
"Fuck Grimmjow…god damn it" the teen said through the wave of pleasure that was washing through him. Ichigo threw his arms around Grimmjow's neck, nails digging into taunt and sweaty flesh, as the pleasure was threatening to send the teen over the edge at any moment.
Grimmjow kissed at the ebony haired teen's neck and throat leaving behind marks as he nipped and bit the flesh there.
"Damn it Grimm!" Ichigo panted, he was reaching his limit.
"Don't ya dare" Grimmjow said, grabbing a hold of Ichigo's wrist and leading the teen's hand to his own erection. "Do as I do" the older man instructed.
Ichigo did as he was told and began to pump the azure eyes man. The two became lost in one another as they created their very own rhythm of love.
Soon Ichigo arched his back and let escape a moan,
"Oh Grimm, damn it I'm gonna…fuck Grimmjow!" Ichigo shouted as a wave of pleasure that he'd never felt before flowed through his body like a never ending flood.
The older man followed soon after moaning out Ichigo's name along with words the teen couldn't understand. Grimmjow collapsed atop of the ebony haired teen with a great sigh, before rolling off to the side, an arm draped around the teen's waist, Ichigo, just staring into azure eyes.
The wasted and sent couple lay there like this for some time before the older of the two reached out a hand and brushed away sweaty strands of ebony from Ichigo's face. Ichigo smiled.
"I love you Grimmjow"
The azure eyed man smiled and let out a little chuckle,
"I love ya too Ichigo-kun" the older man said, tracing the teen's jaw line with the back of his hand before he leaned in and placed a peck on Ichigo's kiss swollen lips.
Seconds passed that seemed to the couple like minutes, minutes passed like hours as the two laid there in each other's company, simply listening to other one breathe.
Grimmjow watched as the ebony haired teen slowly but surely drifted off to sleep,
"Night Grimm" where the last words the teen uttered before brown eyes lulled closed and steady even breathing set it.
"Bonne nuit mon amour."
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