Lol, I love the beginning of this chapter ;p Anyway, on another note... I hate my internet. I'm rewriting this note, but I really liked the first one I wrote T^T The internet kicked me off before I could save... which seems to be the newest theme for my laptop *growls in agitation*. I didn't get anything written yesterday, but I did manage to complete a drawing of Rune and Wren. They're Ichigo's and Rukia's characters in the original 'Asylum of the Damned' XD I posted it on facebook in case anyone is interested... which would be my facebook friends ^^; I'll try to get it on deviant, but that might take a long time. I'm computer illiterate T^T I'm used to scanning my drawing onto a flashdrive and then putting them on deviant, but my brother stole my printer... and the scanner wasn't connecting before that. I'm sure I can eventually figure it out =(
Shiro: Hit it wit a hammer! XD
Ichi: That's a horrible idea! Why would even suggest that? D=
Shiro: When somethin' don' work fer ya, ya hit it er kick it. If that works, a hammer should work faster! XD
Ichi: *facepalms*
Grimm: You're such a good influence on your inner demon. No wonder he turned out so fantastic. =p
Ichi: I hate you. *scowls with slight blush of embarrassment*
Chapter 3
Ichigo purrs in his sleep, images of a naked Grimmjow completely dominating him in all sorts of delicious ways plaguing him. He sighs happily, turning to face the bathroom… and wakes to a click. Carefully, he opens his eyes and watches the bathroom door jiggle. Ichigo wastes no time grabbing up the first thing he can use for a weapon, holding his pillow in one hand as he maneuvers around to stand beneath the suitcase rack. The door opens and a slim man with a camera steps through. Ichigo throws the pillow, following the distraction up with a punch and a powerful kick. The man grunts in pain, slamming into the wall and waking Grimmjow.
"What the fuck?" he murmurs sleepily.
"Someone's in the room!" Ichigo snaps. "Son of a fucking bitch, I'll tear him apart!"
He's dancing on the balls of his feet, fists ready to strike and guard. The man backs into the bathroom; the only thing keeping Ichigo from following is Grimmjow. He shuts the bathroom door, noticing that the lock has been picked. Turning to Ichigo, the blue haired man can see panic and stress running rampant within amber eyes.
"Everything's okay now," he says calmly. "Everything's fine. Let's go back to bed, it's still late. We'll be okay."
"He picked the lock!" Ichigo panics. "He picked the fucking lock! We won't be okay, he'll be back! What if he's a pervert? What if he's a murderer?"
"… You really need a break from your books," Grimmjow sighs. "Come on, you can sleep with me on the top bunk. I'll block you from the big bad perverted murderer."
"Don't patronize me!" Ichigo snaps. "It's a possibility!"
Grimmjow shakes his head, directing Ichigo to the ladder. The top bunk is sturdy and can easily hold the weight of both males. Grimmjow pushes Ichigo all the way to the wall, taking the spot closer to the edge for himself. With his larger frame, he'll easily hide Ichigo from view at this height.
"Don't worry, sex bunny, I won't let the boogieman get you," he comments teasingly.
"You're an ass," Ichigo mumbles into the pillow.
Grimmjow chuckles at the response, turning onto his back and closing his eyes. It takes him a long while to fall asleep, though just as he manages to start drifting he's startled back awake. Ichigo has shifted and cuddled against his side with a soft sigh. Grimmjow grins, resisting the urge to chuckle, and wraps an arm around Ichigo's back. Slowly, he drifts off.
Ichigo wakes in the morning against Grimmjow's warm body, gasping in shock before last night's commotion catches up to him. There was an intruder and Ichigo took it less than well. The younger male obviously wasn't thinking when he agreed to share a bunk with Grimmjow, or he would've refused… he likes to cuddle.
"Good morning, honey," Grimmjow smirks. "Just like I promised, we're still alive and you're still here. You're untouched and… apparently quite grouchy this morning."
"It took me a moment to remember what happened," Ichigo admits. "I should've taken my chances with the deranged psycho last night."
"Why?"
"… I forgot I like to cuddle."
Grimmjow laughs at that, releasing the other from his hold and slipping out of bed. Though he would've liked to sleep in until noon, nine-thirty will have to do. Ichigo follows after him, the larger male allowing him to use the bedroom to change. Ichigo's eyes are riveted to the bathroom door as he undresses, afraid Grimmjow might give in to his urge to peek. Instead, the other knocks before coming out.
"It's okay," Ichigo sighs. "I'm de… Grimmjow!"
"What?" the other asks innocently.
Grimmjow watches Ichigo's face turn three different shades of red, leaning in the bathroom doorway… in his tight boxers. Ichigo turns his back to Grimmjow, caught between not turning his back on the man that loves to grope him and hiding his interest. He really should've taken the chance with Grimmjow catching his interest. The blue haired man walks up behind Ichigo, wrapping his arms around the other's waist as he sets his chin upon Ichigo's head. That hard body presses against Ichigo's back, Grimmjow rocking them languidly from side to side.
"Mm… you smell good today," Grimmjow teases.
"Grimmjow, if that's your dick poking me in my lower back I swear I'll cut it off," Ichigo growls.
Grimmjow chuckles at that, kissing the top of Ichigo's head before nuzzling his neck. It takes all of Ichigo's quickly thinning self-control to fight the advances. Those hands are mischievous, one running along Ichigo's chest and the other dropping down to his belt line.
"You're really stepping on thin ice," Ichigo states with an effort to keep his tone even.
"Am I? Normally you would've already hit me for this. Must've really been a long time for you… months maybe?"
"… A year," Ichigo mutters bitterly. "Not that it's any business of yours."
"I could fix that," Grimmjow hums.
"I could castrate you," the orange head bites back.
Grimmjow smiles against Ichigo's head, returning his hands to the other's waist. All that time to get dressed and the jerk waited until Ichigo was finished. The orange head sighs and relaxes into the other's arms, grudgingly admitting it does feel nice to be held again.
"Who was that man in our room last night?" Ichigo questions.
"Whoever he was, he got his ass kicked," Grimmjow chuckles.
"… He'll be back, won't he?"
"Probably."
It worries Ichigo, yet he pushes that aside when his stomach rumbles in hunger. Grimmjow laughs at the sound, letting the smaller male go and returning to the bathroom to get dressed. They both head to the restaurant car to eat breakfast, Sebastian ever ready to serve Grimmjow.
"Seriously, why does he keep calling you that?" Ichigo asks in irritation.
"What does it matter?" Grimmjow wonders curiously.
"It's irritating!"
Grimmjow and Ichigo quiet when their meal is brought, the larger man effectively brushing off the topic. It's more fun to watch Ichigo get pissed off because he can't figure something out. Across the way, just a few tables down, a thin man holds his phone up just right and hits the camera button. Grimmjow frowns subtly, yet Ichigo's back is to the guy and he doesn't notice. The man is sporting a black eye and a busted lip from Ichigo's attack last night, but other than that he seems determined to exploit his position on the train.
Shiro and Gin sit down the way, lost in each other's eyes as Grimmjow's group attempts to prank them. Gin is too smart to fall for them, but Shiro… yeah… he's just an easy target. Ichigo can hear him cursing up a storm after something Nnoitra does, yet doesn't bother to see what happened. They probably loosened his salt shaker or something juvenile like that.
"We wanted to drink tonight," Grimmjow remarks. "Did you want to join us? Or are you strictly a card shark?"
"I don't know… I really need to work on my book," Ichigo sighs. "I didn't get anything done yesterday and I just feel like I'm falling so far behind."
"Suit yourself," Grimmjow shrugs. "You'll be the only one missing, though. It was Gin and Shiro's idea."
Ichigo frowns and hangs his head a bit; upset he can't bring himself to be more involved. Shiro and Gin worked so hard on this trip. It's the one trip the group can take together after being apart for weeks if not months, they were nice enough to bring Ichigo along… and here he is raining on their fun. Grimmjow can see the thoughts written across Ichigo's face, sighing at the obvious expression that says Ichigo's blaming himself for something.
After breakfast, Ichigo sits with his computer. Today is a good day for him, all the tension… or most of it, anyway… gone to leave his ideas flowing well. He's so engrossed in his novel, that he doesn't realize time has passed quickly and misses lunch. Ichigo's pulled from his writing streak when a plate is set next to him fifteen minutes after lunch has stopped being served. He looks up with a start to see Sebastian, the older man smiling fondly down at Ichigo.
"Master Jaegerjaques requested I make certain you get something for lunch," he informs before his tone turns conspiratorial. "Although, he did request I not tell you that bit. Don't tell him I let you in on his little secret and I just may let you in on a few more."
"You… are a gem, Sebastian," Ichigo grins. "Why would Grimmjow care if I ate or not? Not that I don't appreciate something to eat."
"I do believe Master Jaegerjaques is very fond of you," he answers quietly. "Fond enough to break all his rules to spoil you."
"Spoil me?"
"For one, he never shares his room… it's the biggest within the coach car. That's why he uses it all the time. Secondly… the chef doesn't make strawberry shortcake," Sebastian chuckles. "Master Jaegerjaques had to bribe him to make it for you. If that will be all, I have others to attend to now that you're fed."
Ichigo watches the man wander off, looking back to the simple sandwich and a small bag of chips. It's definitely not something the renowned chef would waste time on. With a small smile, Ichigo eats his food and goes back to his novel. It wouldn't hurt to sit and drink with the others, not when he's already gotten so much done.
After dinner, which Ichigo again spent with Grimmjow, the gang gets together for cards and alcohol. Nnoitra is hoping he can get Ichigo drunk enough to lose the game, but it's proving difficult. Ichigo is almost under the table, yet he's still winning every game they throw at him. Shiro has to keep Ichigo from smacking his head on the table after one too many drinks has him drowsy, the orange head retiring from the game to concentrate on his drinks.
Ichigo is startled awake once more by a light flashing within the room, but by the time he's awake the intruder is gone. Ichigo yawns and stretches, noting something glimmering on his finger in the waning moonlight from outside. His jaw drops at the sight of the wedding ring, his heart skipping a beat… and not in a good way.
"Fuck!" he shouts.
"Hm?" Grimmjow utters as he's forced awake. "What is it? Who's here? Are you okay?"
"We got married!" Ichigo snaps. "How the fuck does someone get married while inebriated in the middle of a fucking train?"
There's laughter outside the door, soon erupting into scolding between chuckles that evolve into cackling. With an infuriated look in amber eyes, Ichigo crawls over Grimmjow and marches to the cabin door. He flings it open to see the whole gang rolling on the floor with laughter, tears in their eyes.
"What the fuck is going on!" Ichigo snarls.
"Sorry, Ichi," Shiro laughs. "We just couldn' help it! We borrowed some weddin' rings from the staff an' slipped 'em on ya when ya were too drunk ta know better."
"We've been waiting out here since then for you to wake up!" Nelliel snorts with laughter. "We thought we'd be out here all night, but it was so worth it!"
"You guys suck!" Ichigo bites out as he throws the ring at Shiro. "Now leave me the fuck alone! I'm fucking tired!"
He slams the door on their laughter, climbing back up to Grimmjow's bunk without thinking about it. He snuggles up to Grimmjow after getting beneath the blankets, the other returning the action with a grin and a protective arm.
"Stupid idiots fucking with my head," Ichigo mutters. "Damn flashing light waking me up. I'm gonna bitch slap Shiro for all this shit."
Grimmjow frowns at the flashing light comment, though the one about Shiro is quite humorous. He sweeps his cyan gaze over the room once more, satisfied when he sees nothing. Whoever was there must've gotten what they wanted.
The two wake hours later, rested even though Ichigo is still annoyed at the prank pulled on them. Personally, Grimmjow thought it was fucking great! Ichigo sighs and leans back to stare at the ceiling, his breakfast going cold before him. The blue haired man frowns, tilting his head curiously.
"It wasn't that bad," he murmurs. "I don't know why you're so pissed today; it was just a harmless little prank. It's to be expected with the group we're stuck with."
"… I'm just… I have a hangover," Ichigo pouts.
"Here, try this," the other smiles as he pushes over his drink. "It's my mom's hangover remedy! It works wonders."
Ichigo sniffs the mixture, cringing at the smell. He holds his breath as he takes a deep drink, forcing it down and gagging afterward. Grimmjow grins, taking the glass back and downing the rest. Apparently, it's an acquired taste.
"That stuff is disgusting," Ichigo remarks.
"But it works," Grimmjow points out. "You're feeling better, aren't you?"
"Actually… yeah," the writer murmurs.
Grimmjow grins widely, nudging Ichigo's plate closer to him. With a sigh, Ichigo clears the plate now that his stomach isn't protesting. Once they're finished, they head to the salon car. Ichigo's headache is preventing him from typing.
"The rain is falling heavily today," Ichigo comments as he gazes out the window. "Aren't these mountains known for rockslides in heavy rain?"
"Sometimes," Grimmjow admits. "It doesn't happen often though."
They sit at the same table, the others scattered about the salon car. Ichigo hates storms and Shiro knows it, the paler twin smirking from his own table. His younger counterpart normally seeks out any body for comfort during storms like these, which means he'll be getting laid by Grimmjow tonight. If all goes well, he'll admit his feelings for the other.
Lmao! I couldn't help the prank played ;p I bet you were all thinking 'really? hasn't she done this enough already?' =p I got you! XD lol. Anyway, I'm gonna write another chapter for Asylum. It's getting pretty good XD In case you're wondering, Grimmjow's presence is hinted to in Chapter 11 I think. If not, then 12. That should make you guys happy =) I know it took a long while, but you have to remember you're not supposed to know the characters in the original book. His appearence is supposed to be a surprise. Well, I'm off. I need to start writing and maybe get something for lunch in five minutes ;p
Shiro: Grimmy an' Ichi er gone. =(
Vae: Seriously? Where'd they go? D=
Shiro: No clue, they just up and left.
Vae: But... but... the note isn't even done yet. T^T
Shiro: Hmm... I wonder where they went. I mean, wit Ichi lookin' that flushed Grimm might've taken 'im ta the hospital...
Vae: *sighs in exasperation* Shiro... I'm fairy certain they've just retreated to a secluded place to play naughty games.
Shiro: ... I'll be back later! *grabs video camera and runs off*
Vae: *facepalms* I never should've told Gin how much money he could make with GrimmIchi porn.
