A/N: Who's excited for the last episode of teen mom?! I am, so it can finally be over. That show gets annoying after a while. We get it, don't get knocked up when your 16! Ah..anyways, hello all. I am officially addicted to writing this. Why? Well, though I'm a senior instead of a junior, I still relate to this. No, my best friend doesn't have a crush on me and I'm not gay, despite the 'rainbow' in rainbowninja. Girls are allowed to like rainbows without being gay. No, I relate to this simply because it's about high school. And it's fun writing all the cuss words, cuz seriously, people at my school really do cuss a lot. Ah anyways, enjoy this chapter!
Disclaimer: Yeah, I totally own Bleach. Seriously. I'm not lying. Psh, like anyone would believe that anyways.
Chapter Four
(Grimmjow's POV)
So, I decided to go with Ichigo to his house, even though my brain screamed not to. I'm still really freaked out about earlier, and at first thought it would be better to go home. But then Ichigo started acting all weird, and it worried me. I mean, he was sleeping like normal and then out of no where jolts up and looks like he just came from the depths of hell. I figured he probably just had a nightmare, but then when the bell rang he sprinted for the bathroom. I followed, being concerned, and he's in there puking his brains out. So, I decided to come over and make sure he's good. Plus..I really don't wanna go home. But he seems fine now. Well..sort of. You see, since we were little, we didn't give a shit about changing in front of each other. So, when he gave me some dry clothes, I did what I always do. I change. I've never thought twice about it, I just do it. It's not like I got totally naked. But, the weird thing is, I felt like he was..watching me. I didn't actually check, cause..well..what if he was? But I felt his eyes..maybe I'm just going crazy, I don't know. And then it got weirder.
He hesitated, for some unknown reason, but eventually changed. Usually he just goes for it, like me, but he didn't. He took of his shirt, and much to my dismay, I fucking stared. And I liked it. Ichigo's got a nice body, what can I say. Anyways, he put on the clean shirt and then he..he looked down, like he was debating on changing his pants. He decided to go for it, and then I nearly slapped myself again. Despite what some of you may think, I've never looked at Ichigo's junk. Not even a glance. Not even when he had pants on. Why? Well, for one that's weird, and two, what if someone saw me? Or if he saw me? Yeah, no thanks. But this time..I wasn't expecting it. He did practically tear them off, and I just couldn't..turn away. Now, he did jump into sweats like a second later, so it was a small window, but I still saw..something. No, not skin! No! I saw the outline..and it wasn't what I was expecting. Well, not that I was expecting anything, but..it was just..bigger, than I thought it'd be. Look, I'm not good at explaining it, but I saw it! He actually did check to see if I was staring, and I did look away at the right moment, and then he fell onto the bed. Oh yeah, real smooth Ichigo.
So, that just added to my list of weird occurrences for today. And it's ranked at number one. The image of him shirtless kept replaying in my head, and I really wanted to slap myself. Again. But I couldn't do that in front of Ichigo, who currently looks like he wants to say something but can't. That's not like Ichigo. He says whatever the hell he wants, and I find it hilarious. I really want to ask what's up..but..oh great, it's rubbing off on me. Dammit Ichigo, say something! Say it! Ah to hell with it, I ain't no pussy.
"What's botherin you, strawberry. Yer too quiet" I say, trying to cover my damn accent. It only shows if I'm mad, nervous, or just don't feel like hiding it which isn't much.
"M-me? I'm fine, but, I could ask you the same question" Hm, he stuttered. He's lying.
"Don't know whatcha talkin about. I'm fine too" Fucking nervous accent..
"Rukia told me about what happened in class. I know you're violent, but self abuse? That's not you, Grimm" Ah fucking hell. Damn midget! Shit..how do I explain this?
"There was a fly" Ha, nice save.
"Bullshit. You can't lie to me, Grimm" Damn, he's got a point. I can't lie, but I'm damn good at not answering.
"It was nothing" Heh, he hates that.
"Grimm" He growls warningly. Berry's getting mad. Hah..
"Mind yer damn business, strawberry! Why don't you tell me what's wrong, and then I'll tell you" Oh, compromise! Take that, bitch!
"Why do you think somethings wrong?" He's almost yelling. I'm enjoying this too much.
"Cause, first you snap awake, which never happens. Then you throw up out of no where, which I know happens when you panic, and then you act all weird when it comes to changing clothes" That's right, I noticed. Man, his face is priceless. Caught ya, berry!
"Well I..I..um..I don't know what you're talking about" He dodged the question. That's my move! Alright then. I see how it is.
"Then we've come to an agreement" I smile like a smug bastard, and he scowls. Yep, agreement. You don't ask, I don't ask. You don't tell, I don't tell. Problem solved.
"Guess so" He shoots back. Kami, he can be such a brat. Oh well, at least I don't have to tell him. Still, I really wanna know what's wrong. Hmm..ah, I've got the perfect idea. This plan always works. As he stares at me defiantly, I wait a few seconds before jumping him and tackling him to the floor. He squirms, trying but failing to get out from underneath me, and then glares. If looks could kill, I'd be dead.
"Grimmjow, get off!" He squirms more, knowing full well what I'm doing.
"I don't think so. First, you tell me what's wrong, and then I'll get off" Hahaha! Oh, his face, fucking awesome! I love being stronger than him, cause then I always win.
"Nothings wrong you bastard! Now get off!" He tries to push me off, and I barely even shift. Poor little berry. He sees that I'm not gonna budge, and then pulls a low blow. He knees me in the damn balls. I roll off and try to stop the pain and then I feel him try to pin me down. I say try because really, Ichigo? Pin me down? Please. I go to roll over, and I feel his knee right on my balls again.
"Try to move and I'll do it harder" He threatens. Mother fucker! Sure enough, I try to move and he pushed harder. Shit.
"Don't fuck with me, strawberry" I try to sound threatening, but that's hard when you've got a knee pressing into your sack.
"Just tell me what's wrong and no one will get hurt" What, is this a hostage situation now?! Dammit, how do I get out of this?!
"Ichigo" I growl, trying to move him off. His knee goes farther, but oddly, it doesn't hurt. Well, it hurts, but it also feels..different. Almost..good. I stop, and look at him with widened eyes. He smirks thinking he's winning, but it's actually having a completely different effect on me. Oh shit.
"This isn't funny, Ichigo!" I try again, and the same thing happens. It's like he tries to hurt me, but doesn't quite have the will to actually do it, so his knee is basically rubbing against my sack. It hurts a little but mostly feels good, which is really bad.
"Ichigo!" Another try, except my voice sounds a little frantic and..something else I can't describe. He pays no attention to it, being his oblivious self.
"Just tell me and I'll get off" He says with a shit eating grin. If he didn't get off soon, this would turn into a whole different situation. And fuck, I wasn't ready for that situation.
"If you don't get off soon, you're gonna regret it" I try so hard to sound calm, but I fucking failed. The images of him naked keep popping up, and I suddenly became aware of how close we are right now. Too fucking close.
"Then tell me, dammit! I ain't getting off till you say it!" His knee moves again, and I grip his shoulders while letting out a strained hiss. Dammit Ichigo, you don't know what you're doing to me! Okay, just breathe. In and out..in and out..that's it Grimmjow, stay calm and breathe. Breeeaathhee- ah!
"I didn't even do anything that time!" I yell.
"You're taking too long" He says simply, and I scoff. Fucking little bastard.
"What's the question again?"
"Why are you acting so weird, slapping yourself, petting me! Being all distant"
"You sound like a fucking chick right now, I hope you know tha- ah! Dammit all to fucking- ah! Seriously! If you keep doing that you're gonna regret it!" I grip his shoulders tighter, trying to talk some sense into him, but he won't listen. If I don't do something soon..wait. He made a low blow, so why don't I? Okay, this will either help or make things a lot worse. And it's gonna be super awkward. I've only ever done this once, and we ended up kicking each others ass over it, but desperate times call for desperate measures. So, I reached down in between his legs and grabbed his sack. Hard. He yelped, an unmanly noise but I can't really say shit since my hands are full of balls.
"I warned you" I growl, keeping a firm hand on his shoulder. The proximity was really driving me crazy, and it was starting to effect lower areas. Seriously, shit was about to get real in the worst way.
"Grimmjow"
"Ichigo"
"...Fine" Finally! He rolled off of me, and I retracted my hand like it was fucking burning. Thank kami I don't have a boner. I got to my feet, and he fucking punched me in the arm. Hard. Twice. Ow..
"The fuck was that for!" I yell while gripping the sore spot.
"For grabbing my balls you fucking weirdo! Seriously, you just keep getting weirder"
"Yeah well you wouldn't get off. Don't act like you didn't love the feeling of my balls against your knee" Ow! Dammit he punches hard! Still doesn't say anything though. I guess now is a good time to ask.
"And another thing, you never say anything about that. I know you Ichigo, you're full of smart ass remarks, but when it comes to that you never say shit. Why?" Dear kami, just answer the question this time!
"Why? Because, if I did it's not like you would stop saying it. I just choose to save my breath when it comes to that. What, are you trying to say I'm gay?" Well..he does act fruity sometimes. But, then again, I just had his balls in my hand plus I've gotten a boner thinking about him. But I ain't gay either dammit!
"No, I was just curious. And you're right, it wouldn't make me shut up" I give him a feral smirk and he laughs. Thank kami things are normal again. That was too close. I scratch my sack, since the feeling of his knee left behind a weird feeling, and plop down onto his bed. Although I still don't know what's bothering him, I'm glad nothing drastic happened. I mean really, that could've been really bad. I guess these feelings I have, whatever the hell they may be, are gonna have to keep hidden for a while. That's not so bad..not at all..right?
Yeah..right..
A/N: Heheh..that could have turned into a lemon. But it's too early for that! Poor Grimmy is confused, and still in denial. Meh, those feelings of his won't stay hidden too long. Bwahahahaha! Oh yeah, please remember to review.