A new update! And it hardly took me half as long! Sooooo, I hope you like it, I was bore doutta my mind last night and whipped it up for the lot of you!
R&R
~Ley
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Grimmjow ran out of the school and straight into Starrk and Lillynette. Starrk took one look at him and pulled him into a hug. The female half of the twins just patted him on the back as the male half left the nearly hyperventilating teen go.
"Calm down," Lillynette said from the sidelines.
"Stuff it pipsqueak," Grimmjow growled, Starrk laughed and Lillynette hissed. Grimmjow pulled in a deep breath before taking off with them, his arm slung over Starrk's shoulders and Lillynette kicking him in the butt then running ahead. This was normalcy for him. As he walked off the grounds Grimmjow looked back and saw Aizen watching him, Grimmjow knew he'd catch hell for it but he flipped the man the bird anyways as the trio met up with their group of friends waiting at the main gate.
Aizen laughed to himself as he saw the boy's parting gesture. He didn't know if he should feel insulted or take it literally and fuck the boy.
He'd have to think on that.
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-x-Grimmjow POV-x-
Spending time with my friends was a good thing. I felt like a loser a bit when I had to explain the stupid detentions and why I suddenly had a curfew, though I didn't tell anyone else the true story. I made up a story about my father kicking me out, which everyone believed, and Aizen making me stay with him until he could sort out me staying at the school. Uryu offered, grudgingly, that I could share his single room.
I gave him and nuggie and he squawked at me, "Let go!"
"Why Uryu-chan, I didn't know you cared?" I teased. He pulled free and scrambled away from me.
"Well forget it," Uryu snapped. Ichigo and Starrk nearly fell over laughed. Lillynette patted Uryu's hair down with a shit-eating grin on her face.
"What the hell's goin' on now?" a dark rumbly voice asked. I looked up to see that the built-like-a-brick-shithouse boyfriend of strawberry had arrived, Kenpachi Zaraki. The six-foot-bazillion guy was brown haired and had scars all over, the most evident one was the one across his left eye, though he'd left his normal black eye patch off seeing how he was still in his school uniform. The menacing view of him was broken when his little sister Yachiru poked her pink-dyed head up from her place on his back. Behind them strolled baldy and eye tattooed Ikkakku Madarame and pretty boy and feathered Yumichika Ayasegawa.
"Nothing Ken," Ichigo said sweeping over to his foot-and-a-half taller boyfriend and smooching him. Yachiru made an 'awwwww' sound and a kissy face.
"Well let's get the hell outta here," Ikkakku grumbled.
"Second," I called out. The lot of us walked away from the gates of hell and down to the local park, to do what? I dunno, not homework or ass kissing as far as I knew.
Once we got there Kenpachi and Ikkakku started sparring with their bokken; don't ask me why they carry them around, I have no idea why they are so kendo obsessed. So naturally Starrk fell asleep on a swing, Yachiru was giggling madly as she chased Lillynette around the jungle gym, and Yumichika and Uryu sat off together talking about god knows what.
"Where's Ulquiorra?" Ichigo asked me as we watched Ikkakku get smacked in the head with a wooden sword.
"Dunno genius I was the one in detention for two hours," I returned.
"Ulqui-chan is at the clinic again!" Yachiru called as she sat on top of a huffing Lillynette.
"Wait? My dad's? Why?" Ichigo asked, dumbfounded.
"You know why berry-tan," Kenpachi yelled out as he 'killed' Ikkakku.
Ichigo flustered and frowned at the same time. We all knew why Ulquiorra was absent now, though we didn't want to. Poor kid, I might have had it bad with my old man but his parents make my old man seem like Jesus Christ himself.
To distract ourselves from stupid thoughts Ichigo and I started fighting, not drop-down knock out shit, just basic karate. Nah, we only drop-down knock out with assholes like Yammy and the shit holes he follows around.
Soon Kenpachi and Ikkakku were cat-calling at us and I had Ichigo in a not-so graceful not-exactly karate-style pin when the red-head's foot swung around and smacked me in the face. I screamed but kept him in a hold.
"Shit Grimmjow! You're nose is fucking bleeding!" Ichigo yelled as he wriggled under me.
"Yield!"
"Fucker your nose is probably broken," Ichigo hollered in my ear. We had Yachiru and Lillynette watching now, Yumichika and Uryu were over as well, probably wondering why the hell we were yelling about blood.
"Quit!" I screamed back.
"Fucking fine! I yield," Ichigo grouched. I let him go and tried to stand up, then fell on my ass. I was soon circled around by Starrk, Lillynette, a laughing Yachiru, a howling Kenpachi, a grumpy but slightly worried Ichigo, and the others just stood back waiting. At least I think, my brain was kinda spinning at the moment.
"How many fingers," Starrk asked with no sleep in his voice, damn how bad did it look? He's always yawning and slumping around he looked pretty alert right now, all three of him.
"Seven," I grunted.
"Four," he corrected. He helped me stand up and I shook my head to clear it. "You ok now?" I blinked a few times and everyone's triples and doubles disappeared.
"Sure," I agreed thickly. My head was throbbing now. So was my nose. I felt it and hissed. "Thanks Kurosaki!"
"Well at least it ain't broken…" Ichigo trailed off. I grunted.
"Ok, park's done, let's go eat and get Grimmjow some paper towels," Yumichika interrupted the awkward silence. He handed me a handkerchief. "All that blood is unbecoming. Wipe it up." I grunted again and tilted my head back as I tried to mop up my face.
"Oh here, you're helpless," Lillynette insisted as she snatched the cloth and did it for me. I grimaced and snatched her hand away after a few moments. She sure as hell wasn't gentle.
"Look I ain't dying let's just go get some food," I snapped, someone laughed and we headed out.
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The burger place we hit up for dinner was good enough and by then my nose had stopped bleeding. I was smushed under a dozing Starrk in a booth with half the people we'd started out with. Uryu had taken off back to the school, Lillynette had taken Yachiru home as the elementary schooler had gotten tired, and Ikkakku and Yumichika had disappeared to the bathroom fifteen minutes ago without returning.
"Shit look over there," Ichigo groaned. His head slumped onto the table.
Kenpachi and I glanced over to where he was pointing and I groaned as well. Nnoitra, Szayel, Barrigan(sp?), Yammy, and Harribel were sitting over at the window bar, they hadn't seen us yet but I didn't want shit to do with them.
Of course a strutting Ikkakku and a slightly flushed Yumichika chose that moment to come back and the loud mouth baldy yelled out, "Hey fuckers!"
This got their attention and also led to us getting kicked out of a McDonald's.
Though, I got a sound kick to Yammy's face and it felt pretty damn good. Scruff fighting was fucking fun. I knocked the big lug out with only a split lip to walk away with and sat back and watched as Ikkakku, Ichigo, and Kenpachi took on Nnoitra and Barrigan back to back. Yumichika had Szayel stumbling around after a few quick jabs and a swift drop kick, Szayel fell onto his ass and Yumichika looked damn proud after only taking a punch to the chest. Harribel just sat off to the side sipping a coke, the bitch.
"Damn it," Ichigo flew back into a chair and grabbed his head. Kenpachi roared angrily and everyone but Nnoitra, the idiot who tossed Ichigo in the first place, took a step back. A pissed Kenpachi wasn't a good thing and drawing blood on his boyfriend was a no-no. Karate and Kendo competitions and mucking around with us were the only times Kenpachi didn't flip over it. Nnoitra was gonna die. Ichigo jumped up and tried to get back in his fight but Kenpachi did the normal cave-man thing and grunted and shoved a exasperated berry-tan into me. I just slid out from behind him as he crossed his arms. Kenpachi would get an earful about how Ichigo could 'damn well protect himself' later but for now he was enjoying the fight. He cheered as Kenpachi ripped Nnoitra's eye patch off.
"Wha's goin' on?" Starrk slurred as he woke up from where I'd propped him up. He sat up and pulled me down to be his pillow.
"Idiots showed up, let's get outta here before the police get called," I said pulling him off.
He grumbled about not being able to sleep, "We winning the fight?"
"Yup."
"What did you expect? It is not beautiful to lose," Yumichika returned. I rolled my eyes at him.
"You bastard!" Nnoitra yelled out at Kenpachi after the wild man
Ikkakku and Kenpachi refused to back down but they were used to us leaving them to their fighting. Yumichika just sighed and said he'd stay to make sure Ikkakku didn't get arrested.
"Gotta make sure Kenpachi doesn't actually kill the one-eyed freak,"
"See ya," I muttered. I walked off with Starrk half slung over my back.
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Starrk demanded to walk me home; apparently I had a concussion, though I only felt like throwing up.
"What kind of big brother figure would I be if I let you wander home to your sorta lover/our headmaster dizzy and covered in blood stains," Starrk teased. I punched his arm and he smirked. He whistled slightly as we hit Aizen's driveway. I turned to tell him to run now but was cut off.
"The kind that leaves him in my capable hands," Aizen stated from the doorway. I looked up and he frowned at the blood stains on my shirt and face. I hadn't managed to clean up that well at all. Starrk gave me a one-armed hug before bowing out with an overdone flourish then meandering away.
Aizen crooked his fingers and I came inside feeling like a child about to be punished. I toed off my shoes and socks and walked after him, he had me drop my school shit off in my room, and I threw the stupid tie in there too.
He led me to a room I'd never been in before. I was on the third floor as well but on the end of the hallway. He opened one of the double doors and I trouped inside. It was a very elegant looking bedroom decked out in royal purple, white, and black. Obviously it was his. He made me sit on a white chaise lounge and I was suddenly very interested in the white carpeting. He came over with a first aid kit and soon my face was mopped up, a had cooling spray on a few bruises I'd gotten from the fight with Yammy and the ones on my wrists where Ichigo had tried to pin me.
"What did you do?" He asked. I looked away as he knelt in front of me trying to get my eyes. Those purple velvet drapes must lead to a balcony, right? He put a hand on my knee and I flinched. Damn it my ass is gonna get red.
"I didn't bloody my own nose," I returned stiffly.
"Then who did?"
"Just a miss-hit with a friend, we were sparring. You know practice," I told him. He stood up and took my chin in hand and made me look at him but I focused on his chin.
"You didn't get into a fight?"
"No."
"So the video of a teal haired teenager on the news fighting with other teenagers in a McDonald's was some other teal haired teenager?" he asked in that tone that I could never quite tell what he meant with it.
"I did, but your rules were I couldn't start a fight. I didn't. I defended myself," I insisted.
"Are you lying? Or did you lie before?" Aizen asked as his grip got a little tighter; I finally looked him in the eye.
"I didn't lie either time, like you'd believe me anyways, but I was sparring with Kurosaki and I did defend myself," I nearly snarled, I hated how powerless I felt right now and I might be a lot of things but I sure as shit wasn't a liar.
He searched my face for a moment before nodding and pulling me up. I sucked in a breath just as my lips were covered with his, my mouth was open and he attacked my tongue with his. I melted against him and kissed him back. I slid my fingers into his hair and pulled myself closer to him. I don't know where this touchy-feely side came from but God the man could kiss. He had one arm around my waist and the other was on my ass.
I turned away to catch my breath and he bit my neck. I moaned loudly as he sucked on my pulse point, damn it he was leaving a hicky.
"First chance to tell me to stop," he told me. I raised a brow at him as I concealed my panting. "You get three chances to tell me to stop. This is number one."
"Go," I huffed out in a husky tone. He grinned like a wolf and pulled me over to the king sized, black wood platform bed and pushed me down onto it. I bounced a bit on the heavenly mattress and he slinked on top of me. He made short work of my shirt and I reached up to try and undo his. He batted my hand away but I kept up. Hell if I wasn't going to see him this time. He smiled and let me undress him. I ran my finger tips over the tanned planes of his chest and he gave a soft sigh of appreciation. I sat up a bit and licked a nipple. He flexed into my tongue and I grinned fiendishly.
"Don't bite what you don't want bitten yourself," he warned. I grinned up at him and nipped ever so slightly at his nipple, loving the half-choked moan. Yeah, I felt like I was at least a participating partner this time, more control. Though, he was definitely still calling the shots. I explored some more to his apparent pleasure before he pushed me back on the bed. I bucked against him as he started undoing my pants. "Second chance."
I blinked up at him with a 'get the hell on with it' look but he held steady, rubbing my crotch as he expected me to make a rational decision.
"Fucking keep going," I hissed, he squeezed my balls tightly for a moment and I bucked at the pleasure. My pants and underwear were soon gone, to where I've no idea. I lay on the bed panting and staring at him through hazy eyes.
He loosened his pants and belt and then spread my legs. I looked away from him and fisted my hands in the sheets as I felt his hands start to need my thighs. It felt like a massage, mmmn.
Well it did until he reached over to get a bottle of lube from his nightstand. I tensed as he took my hand and covered it in lube.
"Third and last chance, stop me now," Aizen offered. I moved my own hand out of his grip and he made to get up. I grabbed his arm with my non-lubed hand and spread my legs wider around him as he settled to kneel between them. I ran my hand down between my legs and shivered as the cool gel hit my balls. I trailed my fingers back at a teasing pace and sucked in a breath. I looked up and met his eyes, they were filled with lust. He rubbed his still underwear covered crotch over mine and I felt how much my little show turned him on. Good. I had something on my side. I held my breath as I slipped a finger inside myself. I wasn't as sore as I thought I'd be after his rough handling the day before. Though my finger fit tightly and I knew I should hurry it up; he didn't look ready to give me twenty minutes to stretch and relax.
I slipped another finger in with a soft hiss and he leaned down to bite and suck on my nipples. I moaned loudly and wriggled under the pleasure pain both from him and from me. I grabbed after the bottle of lube and he handed it to me with a grin. I debated the logic in flipping him off before deciding against it. I added a third fingers and spread them all inside of me. I winced a bit at the painful pulling before twisting them around and thrusting. I hit my prostate after a few tries and that was it, my erection fully formed and I was so turned on the pain didn't matter. I used my other hand to pull him out and lube him up and then slung my legs around his hips, he just tut'ed and put them all the way up over his shoulders. I groaned at the stretch but then moaned loudly as he slammed in balls deep just as I got my fingers out. He smashed our mouths together and I clung to his back with my now free hands.
He started a slow and hard pace that nearly killed me but the strokes hit my prostate every single time. I clawed his back in the pleasure and he bit my neck in either warning to keep in those groans of his. Probably both. I locked my arms together to keep from scratching him again and whined in the back of my throat to get his attention. I bucked my now straining erection against his abs and he smirked at me. He teased my V lines for a bit before finally letting me have relief and stroking my hard on.
My lust and pleasure rose with each thrust and each stroke. I lasted only a little bit longer before biting my lip and cumming all over his hand with a grunt. I felt myself tighten around his prick as he slammed in and out. He groaned lowly before cumming inside of me with a final harsh thrust and a counterintuitive soft kiss to my lips.
I fell asleep lying on his bed, I though mildly as I drifted off that: one; I'm sticky and leaking his fucking gum, two; I'm probably gonna get in trouble for sleeping in his bed, and three; fucking sex was greeeeat.
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