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Black and White Love

"You can't hide forever, little demigod. I will find you." A cold chuckle filled the darkness. "You will be mine."

***X***

Grimmjow's parents eyed their son. Something was off about him this particular morning. He hadn't said a word and his unappeasable appetite had vanished. Yes, something was amiss.

"Are you alright, dear?" The bluenette turned his cyan orbs upon his mother, nodding slightly. There was no eye rolling or his usual scoff at the question. This immediately alarmed the two of them.

"You're not sick…did something happen?" His mother's voice arose slightly, all the servants in the immediate area stiffening-Mrs. Jeagerjaques' hysteria induced fits were not well loved in the mansion, yet well-known. They were quite…terrifying for lack of better word.

"I'm fine mother, just sorting through my thoughts a bit." Grimmjow reassured the woman, as he too did not need his mother sobbing and wailing around the house as she screamed to the world that something was wrong in her life.

The fine lady relaxed, audible relief passing throughout the servants lined in the dining room. The oldest of the three people just sighed, glad he hadn't lost another couple years of his life over another of his wife's tantrums. Today would be a long day.

***X***

Feeling excited in what seemed like years, Grimmjow rushed to meet Ichigo. Being a little past lunch as he had had a couple errands plus shooing away his mother, the blue-haired man was quite eager to see and be in the presence of his angel.

That thought stopped Grimmjow in his tracks. Did he really think that of the orangette, despite it only being a few days since they met? Decidedly shaking his head, he shoved those odd thoughts to the back of his head, once again rushing to the house on the border of the village and forest.

"Ichigo?" At the call of his name, the orange-haired male poked his head from a room. When his honey eyes landed on the muscular form of Grimmjow, a dazzling smile lit his features. The blunette was stunned by that one smile, he gaped at the younger, heart beating frantically. Ichigo finally came from within the room, basket in hand. He beckoned the taller outside, where he set the man on a bench.

Grimmjow watched curiously as Ichigo dug at the ground. A few minutes before, he had been crawling around, tapping the ground until his eyes brightened and he immediately started to shovel.

"You seem excited Ichi..." No reply. The kid kept on digging. Grimmjow's eye twitched.

"Do you need help?" No reply. The blue-haired reigned in his annoyance-no one had ever ignored him before-except the orangette. It was new, but Grimmjow found that he liked it on a level. The boy finally stopped and reached down to retrieve something. Two stones, one a deep swirling onyx black, the other a pearly, milky white.

"Those are…" Those stones, were the basic materials to have made the very floors and pillars of Olympus. Like yin and yang, they balanced each other. They possessed a deep magic within, never showing until your most desperate time of need. Very rare were they, and for Ichigo to have found them so effortlessly-Grimmjow stared in wonderment at the other.

"How did you…?" Only a small knowing smile was drawn across rosy lips, again causing the other to question exactly who the orangette was. After Ichigo stared at the stones, the black one was proffered to Grimmjow. Surprised, the man refused.

"No…you should keep it-they're rare and…" He was shushed by an adorable half pout, half scowl. Orange brows were drawn together, lower lip puffed out. Hazel eyes pleaded, causing Grimmjow to sigh in relent and scratch the back of his neck. When had he gotten so soft?

"How's your arm?" The other shrugged. Grimmjow tried again. "Did you clean and change the bandage?"

A nod. "Did Shiba come by?"

A slow shake of the head answered his question, worry filled orbs turning to Grimmjow. "Maybe he's running a little late…"

The blunette ushered Ichigo back inside after carefully refilling the hole and gathering the tools. He led the younger to the couch where he sat right beside him. Both looked at the stones in their hand, and Grimmjow could swear that it was warm and slightly vibrating.

"Is your favorite color red?" Ichigo shook his head. "Orange?"

Another 'no'. And thus began 20 questions to pass the time.

By the end of their 'talking' Grimmjow had found out that Ichigo's favorite color was black, favorite animal was a tiger, and…he had never kissed anyone. Yes, his berry was still very pure and innocent. A tug to his sleeve drew attention to the male beside him.

'Kaien' was mouthed. Glancing outside, Grimmjow saw that it was getting darker, but the black haired hunter had yet to pass through the doors.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he's fine." Ichigo refused to believe that, a gut feeling telling him that his dear friend was in danger and he couldn't do anything about. Nothing, nothing at all. That comment sent chills up and down the orange-haired boy's body.

Nothing. He couldn't do anything, he was mute and weak. Nothing.

"Ichigo, Ichi…Ichigo!" The shaking grew stronger until warm arms pressed Ichigo into a hard chest. The orangette breathed in, once again letting the wild and musky scent of Grimmjow envelope him. Kaien was alright…he always was…that's what Ichigo forced himself to believe before relaxing into strong arms.

Never had he felt so safe…so warm. Ichigo blushed at their proximity after realizing what they were doing.

Grimmjow frowned as he felt the orangette push him away, but then hid a knowing smirk at red cheeks and the face turned to look away from him.

"Ichigo." The other titled his head. "Look at me."

The blush spread along the younger male's nose, a vigorous shake of his head causing Grimmjow to smile and turn and lift Ichigo's chin. Honey eyes connected with cobalt, both looking deep into the other's orbs. They didn't notice they had moved closer together until their foreheads nearly touched and their breaths mingled. Making sure there was no fear or resistance in warm brown eyes, Grimmjow moved slightly forward.

When silky lips touched his own, he immediately tilted his head, pressing the other closer against his body. The blue-haired man slowly moved back, their gazes still connected. Those chocolaty orbs were now amber, slightly dazed. At this, Grimmjow once again pressed his lips onto the others, boldly pressing a slick tongue against them. Ichigo gasped, allowing the other to slip his tongue in.

Grimmjow swept his appendage in the orangette's hot mouth, tasting sweet cinnamon and vanilla. He moaned, coaxing Ichigo's own hesitant tongue to dance with his. When they parted, Grimmjow smiled at the smaller's overwhelmed expression.

"That's my gift to you." He whispered it huskily into the orangette's ear, causing a shiver to wrack the lithe form. He stood, ready to leave for the day when he was tugged back. Tan slender arms circled his waist in a hug and a quick, shy kiss was planted on his cheek. Blushing madly, Ichigo ushered him to the door, where they exchanged goodbyes, along with Grimmjow stealing another kiss before he left.

Ichigo touched his tingling lips, watching the young lord walk away. His first kiss…

***X***

A tall male circled the person kneeling with chains pulling his arms away from his body.

"You have what is mine." The male whispered into the chained man's ear. "Tell me where he is."

"Never." The male 'tsked' and lifted the kneeling man's chin. He undid the blindfold and ran a chilly hand through short black locks.

"Such a shame, I guess your siblings do not matter to you." Fear and rage filled hateful orbs as they glared at the man in front of him. Cold brown eyes twitched and something was run through the restrained man. Those angered eyes dimmed...the odd color dulling, dulling until the bright turquoise was replaced by a glassy gray.
"I-Ichi-go."

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