Greetings dear readers! I bring you chap.4!
anyway i plotted for a whole day to come up with this then when i sat down to write my mom decides to vaccum. totally messed up my mojo D:
Good thing for beta's neh?
Speaking of Beta's we don't have the mini-series in this chapter like we planned i made the mistake of loaning her Pokemon Sapphire and she's been glued to the poor device.
Anyway warning stands as is, i don't own bleach ect ect.
Chapter 4. Grimmjow's Piggy-back rides and Ichigo's Blackmail.
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Urahara Shop
Grimmjow walked around the Urahara Shoten looking for it's owner.
Renji was sweeping the floors, and Jinta and Ururu were calling him a freeloader like always.
Tessai was… In the kitchen…making tea…in a pink apron. Well that's a nice memory to repress into the back of your mind.
After searching near everywhere, Grimmjow found the shop keeper inside storage with his clipboard.
"Oi, old man," Grimmjow beckoned to the blonde.
"Oh! Grimmjow-kun! What a surprise, I was just taking inventory." Urahara set his clipboard down on one of the boxes and turned to face Grimmjow. "Is there something I could help you with?"
"There is… I need your help on something. I have a plan but I need your help to make it work," Grimmjow said sheepishly, not used to asking other for help.
"Ohh?"
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Ichigo left Karakura High, on his way to the Urahara Shoten. He didn't know why he kept on going there; he was either teased by that pervert Urahara or molested by Grimmjow. He always told himself that he went there to make sure Grimmjow wasn't doing anything evil, but…a nagging voice in his head told him otherwise.
"Heh, I can't believe your going there AGAIN, King," Shiro snickered as the teen walked ever closer to the Urahara shop.
"I told you before, it's just to keep an eye on Grimmjow," Ichigo snarled at his annoying alter-ego.
"If Grimmjow was planning something, he would've done it by now. Plus, I'm sure that lecher of a shop keeper could handle him."
Ichigo immediately cut the mental link as he walked up to the front door of the shop. No matter how much he tried to convince himself otherwise, he knew why he kept coming back to the shop. He knew he liked Grimmjow…though...whenever he tried to work it out in his mind, he'd just get a headache and give up.
He could hear the endless bickering inside and sighed. He was losing his mind, that much was for sure.
Ichigo opened the door to the shop and saw Grimmjow posing (again) for his fan club. Urahara was lounging on the counter like a lazy turd and Renji was brooding as he watched Jinta and Ururu.
"Grimmjow-kun, do you think we could get piggy-back rides?" Jinta asked. That was odd, Ichigo never figured Jinta to like piggy-back rides.
Guess he was still a kid after all.
"Of course!" Grimmjow beamed at the little red-haired boy.
"Renji, the hell is wrong with them?" Ichigo whispered to the tattooed shinigami.
"I have no idea. It's pissing me off to no end how they praise him; it's fucking unfair! Sure I eat and sleep here, but it's not like Grimmjow's a saint and does work for free." Ichigo backed up from the hot tempered man; apparently those thoughts had been festering in his brain for awhile.
"I'm gonna go into the training grounds Urahara. Urahara?" Ichigo kicked the counter trying to wake up the snoring blonde. That's exactly what you wanna see when you go inside a store, the owner sleeping on the counter using the cash register as a make-shift pillow.
"Hope the bastard has a kink in his neck for a month," Ichigo mumbled. As he began walking towards where the entrance to the training grounds was, Ichigo saw a small red piece of candy on the counter behind the cash register.
"Heh, well finders keepers" Ichigo laughed to himself as he unwrapped the candy and popped it into his mouth. The taste was...electrifying; it was cinnamon flavored but had a strange after taste that Ichigo couldn't place. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Tessai walk in with his apron and a tray of tea cups. Ichigo started choking on the candy when he saw Tessai and ended up swallowing it whole.
"Fucking, ow," Ichigo complained as he felt the candy slide down his throat.
"Need some tea, Kurosaki-kun?" asked Tessai with his usually scary voice.
"Uhh...Sure..thanks." Ichigo drank the beverage and left to go train, leaving behind the comedy of errors that was the Urahara Shoten Staff. He opened the passage way and stepped into the basement.
Once the opening to the training ground closed, Urahara cracked open his eyes and looked at Grimmjow.
"So time to put our plan into action, Grimmjow-kun?" Urahara smirked at the blue-haired man as he got off the counter and dusted himself off.
"Yup, let's give him some time to get tired out though, this won't be as fun if not," Grimmjow snickered at the ex-captain.
Thank god Urahara was a perverted bastard or he might not have agreed to this.
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Ichigo was training like he always did in the underground room; his mind was in a state of a strange peace as he lashed out at the several boulders with his sword. He was about to move his training onto Bankai mode when he heard a cry from Urahara.
"Ichigo-kun come quick! Grimmjow is hurt! I need your help!" Urahara yelled a bit over-dramatically at the teen.
"The hell did that bastard do..." Ichigo mumbled to himself at having his peace broken. He flash-stepped to where he left his body and started to walk to the entrance where Urahara called him.
"Ichigo, follow me, he's in one of the backrooms," Urahara said with a bit of panic in his voice
"Something is off here..."
Ichigo followed the blonde man into the shop and started feeling very uneasy.
When Urahara opened one of the doors and stepped in, Ichigo tried to look over his shoulder to see what had happened to Grimmjow.
The blue-haired man was on the floor with an ice-pack against his side; he had a pained expression and was leaning away from ice-pack trying to ease the pain a bit.
"What's wrong with him?" Ichigo said skeptically.
"He pulled something when he tried to give Tessai a piggy-back ride," Urahara said solemnly as Ichigo shuddered at the mental images.
"Why doesn't he just leave his gigai?" Ichigo asked as he stepped in front of the shop keeper to get a better look at the man on the floor.
"That's the problem you twat!" Grimmjow barked. "I don't know why but I can't leave my gigai anymore, this damned muscle must've screwed it up. I'm stuck in here!"
"Ehh…? Urahara I didn't know if you pulled a muscle in a gigai you'd get stuck…" Ichigo said with a bored expression.
"I didn't know either, this has never happened before, I don't know of a way to get him out," Urahara whined with a pouty face.
"Did you try just stabbing him with yer cane? When you shoved that thing into my forehead I separated..." Ichigo remembered the incident and unconsciously rubbed his forehead.
"We did try that, didn't work; in fact, it made it worse," Grimmjow mumbled.
"Well what are we going to do?" The berry leaned down and started to poke around the injured area.
"Well we need to get Grimmjow back to his apartment. Normally, I would get Tessai to do it but he hit his head when the piggy-back ride failed and was knocked unconscious," the shop keeper said with a monotone voice.
"How about you take him back…" Ichigo asked as he stood up and looked at Urahara.
"Oh, dear me! You expect a sexy and smart shop keeper like me to lift Grimmjow? I couldn't possibly!" Urahara said with a comical voice.
"Then that just leaves you, Berry," Grimmjow smirked at the boy.
"WHAT?! No way I'm going to carry you to your apartment! Just stay here and recover," Ichigo yelled at the man.
"Now, now Ichigo that's not nice, I'm sure Grimmjow would help you if you were hurt." Urahara said with the fan covering his face.
"Grimmjow's normally the one that hurts me! No way I'm doing this!" Ichigo exclaimed, just about ready to try and make a break for it.
"Ichigo, I forgot to mention...that candy you ate earlier is very special... I can make it electrocute you with a press of a button," Urahara smirked at the teen.
"You bastard! I can't believe you did that to me!" Ichigo yelled.
"Well I didn't INTEND for you to ingest it, you should be more careful; just eating whatever you find lying around...very careless if you asked me." Urahara tsked at the boy waving his finger.
"Don't try and pin this on me you lecher!" Ichigo barked.
Urahara pulled a big red button (OMGSPAZ YAY BUTTON!!) out from his coat pocket and held his finger over it. "Just help Grimmjow or would you rather be shocked?"
Ichigo looked at the button, horrified, and then at Grimmjow. "Fine, I'll take the bastard home, I want that remote destroyed by the time I get back!" Ichigo growled at the two.
"Of course Ichigo, of course," Urahara soothed as he put the button back into his pocket.
Ichigo knelt down in front of Grimmjow, his back to him.
"Alright ya lazy bastard, climb up" Ichigo mumbled to the blue-haired man.
"Piggy-back ride Ichi? Isn't this how the whole problem started?" Grimmjow smirked as he put the ice pack down.
"Climb up NOW before I carry you over my shoulder" the teen yelled.
"Fine Ichi, whatever you say." Grimmjow climbed up onto Ichigo's back and wrapped his legs around Ichigo's waist as the boy stood up.
"You better not be fucking enjoying this you prick," Ichigo growled.
"Heh. What, you mean having you carry me up to my apartment in broad daylight? No, of course not," Grimmjow chuckled.
"Oi, Urahara, can you at least get the door for me?" Ichigo growled at the man as he walked towards the front of the store.
"Surely." Urahara walked ahead of the two boys and opened up the door for them.
"Be careful you two!" Urahara hollered as Ichigo quickly paced away from the store, towards Grimmjow's apartment complex.
"And mission success," Urahara giggled to himself as he went back inside to see if Tessai was done with dinner yet.
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Ichigo walked up to the building and opened up the door, ignoring the looks the people in the lobby sent to him
"Where's the elevator, Grimm?" Ichigo mumbled to the man.
"It's out of order, you need to take the stairs," Grimmjow said flatly.
"Well what floor you live on?" Ichigo aked as he walked towards the stairwell.
"The 6th floor," Grimmjow chuckled to himself.
"WHAT?! I have you carry you up 6 flights of stairs?!" Ichigo whined.
"Yup, unless you've developed teleportation abilities. Now, ONWARD MY STEED!" Grimmjow commanded in a comical deep voice as he pointed up the stairs.
"Ugh, God kill me now," Ichigo whined as he took his first step.
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After 6 flights of stairs, Grimmjow forgetting his key back at the shop, Ichigo tripping on the way down and almost dying, getting the key, going back up and opening the room, the orange-haired teen was about ready to take a knife from the kitchen and turn the man nuzzling his neck into bit sized chunks.
Ichigo walked in and almost threw the man onto the couch. He then turned around on his heel and was almost out the door when Grimmjow called out to him.
"Ichi, your not gonna just leave me here are you?" Grimmjow whined from the couch.
"Of course I am," Ichigo replied flatly.
"But I need a nurse to take care of me while I'm sick!" Grimmjow mockingly said.
"Go fuck yourself! I'm not gonna be your nurse!" Ichigo yelled at the man.
"But Urahara said that if you didn't help me you'd be electrocuted," Grimmjow smirked as the boy replayed the scene in his mind.
"God dammit all…" Ichigo closed the door and put his hand over his stomach. "That bastard is gonna pay for this," he mumbled.
"What was that, Ichi?" Grimmjow called.
"Nothing; so what can I do to make you comfortable, your highness?" Ichigo drawled.
"Just grab a pillow from my room and get me a beer from the fridge," Grimmjow smirked as the boy left to get the pillow and beverage.
"This might just work," Grimmjow thought to himself.
"Alright here's your pillow. Want any pain meds with your beer so I can be done with you?" Ichigo said as he threw the pillow at the man lounging on the couch and turned towards the kitchen.
"Nah, I'd prefer to not be killed tonight," Grimmjow chuckled.
Ichigo grabbed the beer from the fridge and walked back to the sofa. That lazy bastard made him turn him around so he was sitting upright on the couch; he even made him put his feet up on the coffee table. Ichigo grabbed the pillow and pushed Grimmjow's head forward roughly so he could put the pillow there.
"Thanks, wifey," Grimmjow lilted to the scowling boy.
"Drop dead," was Ichigo's icy reply.
Ichigo plopped down on the couch, making sure he was as far away from Grimmjow as possible.
"Ichi?" Grimmjow whined.
"What do you want now?" Ichigo asked as he turned his face towards Grimmjow.
"Can you get me the remote?" Grimmjow said as pathetically and helpless as possible.
"You gotta be kidding me." Regardless, Ichigo leaned forward and threw the remote at Grimmjow's chest.
"Thanks honey," Grimmjow smirked again as he turned the TV on.
"I'm never forgiving you for this," Ichigo snarled, venom dripping from his words.
"Heh, you don't need to," Grimmjow chuckled.
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After watching about three hours worth of news, boring Animal Planet shows about the mating habit of panthers, and even some sappy movie from a billion years ago, Ichigo had fallen asleep and Grimmjow eyed the sleeping boy, deciding that the main part of his plan would have to wait till the man was awake. He sighed and turned off the TV, but as he got up from the sofa, he heard the boy moan in his sleep.
Grimmjow turned around and eyed the boy again.
"Mmm…Grimm…" Ichigo mumbled in his sleep. Well then, maybe he wouldn't have to wait till the boy woke up after all.
Grimmjow got on the sofa, hovering over Ichigo's sleeping form. He started to lick up the boy's ear and breathed words to the unconscious teen.
"You dreaming about me, Berry?" Grimmjow smirked as he nipped at the boy's earlobe
Ichigo moaned softly at the contact and his dream started to fade away. Grimmjow moved down to the boy's neck and bit down lightly on the boy's Adam's apple. With that sensation, Ichigo woke up and saw the mop of blue hair.
"Grimm…?" Ichigo asked, confused.
"Yes, Berry-dear?" Grimmjow smirked as he pulled up from the neck to look Ichigo in the eye.
"You don't seem to be hurt anymore," Ichigo said sarcastically.
"Heh, I know."
Alright i cut off the Lemon there for several reasons. One i kinda want to avoid writing it, Two i think cliffhangers are the shizz, Guys i base how much you like the fic by reviews not favorites, if you really wanna show me you like this fic leave a review plz they are so lufff, plus my Beta feeds on reviews. You don't want her to starve do you?
I got the eletrocution idea from the Karakura Riser mini-arc....Ichigo's (body) in tights /drool.... Now if only they could get Grimmjow into a Super villian costume based around Fishnet clothing.
Me and my Beta out of fun want to put up a poll on my profile. What gender am i? Am I a raving Fangirl like the rest of you darlings or a closeted fanboy? Have fun psychoanalyzing my writing to determine my gender! lol if you care that much.
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