Note: on the start of one manga chapter, Harribel's name is actually spelled with two r's instead of one or two l's. I checked.

Heavenly Chain by Boogermeister

Chapter 6

Grimmjow growled lustfully as he licked at the bloody bitemark, the girl underneath him wasn't a human but rather another vampire. A dark-skinned beauty with yellow-blonde hair and eyelashes and sultry light green eyes, her large bare breasts were being roughly handled by the other vampire. "Ahh, you're such a fucking slut, Harribel," growled Grimmjow, kissing at her lips.

"Shut up, Grimmjow, you're so cocky sometimes," hissed Harribel, but Grimmjow smirked back as he extended his fangs and sank down on her neck like before. Harribel let out a pleasurable moan as the other vampire slurped at her blood. "Damn it . . . . stop it, Grimmjow," she hissed. "You're making me feel weak from all this drinking."

"Shut the fuck up," Grimmjow growled. He let go of her neck and pressed his lips harshly against her, forcing her to drink her own blood. "You always bitch about me fucking you but in the end, you'd keep begging for more."

"Because you satisfy my needs, despite your fucking rude attitude," huffed the dark-skinned vampire. "Now get the hell off me." Grimmjow scoffed before pulling out of her and laid next to her, lying on his back with his arms crossed behind his head. "Now, this human girl . . . ." muttered Harribel, glancing at him.

"Why the fuck are you reading my mind, bitch?" scoffed Grimmjow as he glared at her.

"Because you're not smart enough to block it properly. Why are you thinking about this human girl? Do you want her?"

"To drink her blood, yeah," he muttered. "But she seems very interesting to Kurosaki, fucking don't know why. She don't look like a good fuck to me, though."

"That's good to hear," mumbled Harribel.

"What? Jealous over a fucking human, Harribel? smirked Grimmjow. "I'm shock, where's your pride?"

"Who said I was jealous?" she frowned, glaring at him. "Anyway, why do Ichigo Kurosaki have this human around? I thought he said he hated them."

"I dunno, Nel told me what she had heard," replied Grimmjow. "She still have connections to him but I just wanna kill that bastard."

"That reminds me," she muttered as she turned her body against him. "You left here without Aizen's permission a few nights ago."

"And? He would've already know about it the night we came back."

"He does, he's just taking his time to deal with you." Grimmjow scoffed in annoyance, Aizen being the coven leader aggravated him. The older vampire had took a lot of subordinates, including him and his sister, in but he wasn't grateful. And because of that, Aizen would often reprimand him in the most humiliating way.

"Grimmjow." Grimmjow's body froze from the familiar calming tone of voice in his head and his eyes widened in mild terror. "Were you thinking ill of me again, Grimmjow?"

"N-no, I wasn't, Lord Aizen," he muttered quickly as he sat up, Harribel glanced at him in slight amusement of seeing the cocky vampire feeling nervous at the mental presence. "I was thinking about something else, that's all."

"Like going to Ichigo Kurosaki's territory without permission from me?"

"I can explain that, Lord Aizen," said Grimmjow. "Nel wanted to visit him, and I didn't want her to go alone--"

"As much as I appreciated the generosity for your younger sister, you still broke my rules. Come here immediately so we can discuss your punishment."

". . . . As you wish, Lord Aizen," Grimmjow muttered, getting out of the bed.

"You told him off, Grimmjow," sighed Harribel.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch," he growled lowly as he quickly put on some clothes.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Ichigo muttered frantically as he paced around his room, he had kissed a human. A human, for crying out loud! He didn't know what was happening until his lips touched hers. "Can't believe that happened . . . . I fucking kissed her!" he groaned. What's worse was that Rukia witnessed and probably telling everyone via telepathy. He groaned as he sat on his bed, covering his face with his hands in shame. He heard footsteps walking closer to his door, he knew who it was.

"I . . . . Ichigo?" muttered Orihime, knocking softly on the door. "Are you okay . . . .?"

"Uh, I'm not sure," muttered Ichigo. "Is Rukia telling everyone?"

"I can't tell, but she was smiling the whole time."

"Oh fuck," he groaned, shaking his head.

"Um, are you freaking out because of the kiss, Ichigo?" she asked softly.

". . . . To be honest, yeah," he replied quietly. "It was . . . . unexpected."

"Oh, well . . . . to be honest, that kiss . . . . was actually my first," replied Orihime. Ichigo gasped and looked up, he stole the girl's first kiss and it made him feel more guilty than embarrassed.

"Oh shit," he muttered. "Just . . . . just come in." Orihime opened the door and stepped in, her face blushed lightly in embarrassment.

"Uh . . . . I'm sorry, Ichigo," she muttered sheepishly.

"Sorry, for what?" questioned Ichigo.

"Uh, I mean--"

"You don't have to be sorry, it was a simple accident," the orange-haired vampire muttered, the foreign feelings was coming back and it intensifed from the kiss. "Listen, Orihime, I didn't mean to . . . . steal your first kiss but it didn't mean um . . . ."

"No fucking way! He did?!" Both of them flinched at the loud voice just before Renji appeared behind Orihime. "Ichigo, tell me! Did you kiss this girl?!" the red-head exclaimed with eagerness.

"What the-- mind your fucking business, Renji!" scowled Ichigo.

"Did you guys really kiss?" Renji asked the girl, who appeared flustered.

"Uh, yeah but--"

"I knew it, I thought Rukia was lying!"

"Get outta here and leave us alone, you Pineapple Monkey!" Ichigo scowled angrily.

"But I didn't know you had more than a crush!" smirked Renji.

"It's not a fucking crush!" he yelled, flicking his wrist forward. Renji suddenly stumbled backward but quickly stopped himself from falling over the railings.

"All right, all right, sorry!" he said. "Didn't mean to tease you about it--"

"He did what?!" Barely a second later, both Uryuu and Chad appeared by the doorway with a mildly surprise look on their faces. "I'm disappointed in you, Ichigo," frowned Uryuu. "Can't believe you would do something like that to a defenseless girl."

"Damn it, it was just an accident!" fumed Ichigo.

"That's not what we've heard," replied Chad.

"Uh, b-but it really was an accident," Orihime reassured. "I tripped and Ichigo tried to catch me, but . . . . it just happened. And he didn't mean to steal my first kiss--"

"Oh no, you didn't, Ichigo," sighed Uryuu.

"Shut up! I don't wanna hear it!" Ichigo scowled as he stood up and stormed towards his friends. "Just let us talk about it and go away!" He quickly dragged Orihime inside and slammed the door, sighing angrily. "Damn it, they're nothing but idiots," he muttered.

"Uh, Ichigo . . . ." Orihime muttered. Ichigo's body tingled slightly at the way she said his name, was it from the kiss that made him feel more akward and strange than usual? He glanced over at her and his jaws clenched tightly.

". . . . Yeah?" he muttered.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a clumsy person," she said quietly.

"It's all right, Orihime," he muttered before frowning and opening the door. "Goddamn it, can't you guys just go away?" he frowned as he glared at his friends.

"But we're curious!" argued Renji.

"Would you still be curious after I ripped your head off?"

"Yeah."

"We'll leave, Ichigo," Chad muttered, grabbing the two vampires by their shirt collars and suddenly disappearing. Ichigo scoffed as he closed the door and glanced back at Orihime, the foreign feelings was starting to come back once again and it was irritating him. He wasn't sure what it was but it was getting stronger.

"Orihime, I'm sorry about the . . . . kiss," he muttered quietly. "I know that it was your first kiss but I can assure you that it means . . . . nothing. It was an accident . . . . that's all."

"Oh . . . . I see," muttered Orihime, glancing down at the floor with a disheartened look on her face. The response suddenly made Ichigo feel even more guilty, why is this human affecting him this way? He reluctantly stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't . . . . don't get sad about it, Orihime," he muttered. "I just . . . . I don't know, it was . . . ." He was lost for words, he wasn't sure how to say it. The kiss had now made him feel more confused; he had kissed before and that was with Nel but this time it was different. He sighed deeply as his eyebrows burrowed in confusion, he still doesn't get Zangetsu's words. "Um . . . . Orihime," he muttered softly. "I'm . . . . sorry about saying that the kiss was nothing. I didn't mean like that."

"I know . . . ." Ichigo's lips tightened, he was getting irritated at himself and it was getting annoying. He removed his hand from her shoulder when she noticed the dark scar on his palm. "Ichigo, what happened to your hand?" she asked concernedly.

"Oh, it's just nothing," muttered the orange-haired vampire, quickly putting his hand in his pocket.

"Did you hurt yourself?" she persisted.

"No, the Vizards ambushed me a few nights ago," Ichigo replied quietly. "I let my guard down when I took you home--"

"Oh, on that night?" questioned Orihime before frowning sadly. "I'm so sorry about being a burden to you."

"You're not a burden," he replied quickly, before he could stop himself. What did he mean by that?

"I'm not?"

"N-no . . . . you're a good um . . . . person," he muttered, glancing away. "That's all."

"Really? You think I'm a good person?" smiled Orihime.

"Don't make me say it again," grumbled Ichigo.

"Well . . . . it's been a while since someone told me that. That's why I'm happy."

"I see . . . ." Ichigo sighed as he sat on his bed. "Wish I could be like that."

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" asked Orihime. Ichigo said nothing as he laid down on his back and stared at the ceiling. "Are you sad about something, Ichigo?" she asked as she moved closer.

". . . . No," he muttered. "Please, don't ask anymore about that. I'm not comfortable about it."

"Oh, okay. Sorry," muttered Orihime. The strange feelings was still lingering inside of Ichigo but it wasn't going away anytime soon, he glanced at her and sighed deeply. Would it go away if he try it this time, on purpose? But she's a human, he couldn't have that type of feeling for a person like her. But she's different from the rest, just like Zangetsu said.

"You know what, Orihime?" he muttered quietly. "Renji's right, maybe I do have a crush on you."

"What?"

"To be honest, I've been having dreams about you ever since I met you on that rainy night," he admitted. "You're making me feel . . . . odd. You're different from everyone else, and it's changing me internally when you're around. But it's best if we try to be friend, right?"

"I guess, but you do like me, right?" asked the auburn-haired girl. "Are you trying to say you like me?"

"Um . . . ." Ichigo mumbled as he sat up, does he really like her? Without thinking, he stood up and moved towards her, smashing his lips against hers. Both of them were surprised by his sudden action but Ichigo continued the kiss as he wrapped his arms around her, pressing her body against his own. All at once, the foreign feelings was becoming more clear to him now. He soon moved away from her, his body shuddered slightly as he stared at her shocked expression.

"Wha . . . .?" she gasped.

"I get it now," he muttered softly. "I guess I do like you."

Grimmjow snarled lowly as his ice-blue eyes glared at his opponent; the black panther stalked slowly around a large dark brown wolf, who gazed at him with his bored stormy grey eyes. Instantly, Grimmjow charged at the wolf and aimed for his neck but the wolf nonchalantly moved aside and chomped down on his back. Grimmjow yowled in pain and jumped back, this other vampire is not even trying and yet he's getting damaged. It's as if he's making fun of him.

". . . . Are you giving up yet?" said the wolf via telepathy.

"Not even close," Grimmjow growled lowly. The wolf yawned loudly as he pawed lazily on the ground, he was getting tired from the fight or rather before the fight even started. Appearing preoccupied, the panther took a chance to go at him again. But the wolf swiftly dodged his attack and headbutted in the side, and Grimmjow tumbled across the ground. "Shit, you fucking prick!" snarled Grimmjow, as he struggled to stand up. But wolf quickly pinned him down and chomped down on his neck.

"Just give up . . . . I already cornered you," muttered the wolf, his jagged fangs threatened to tear through the skin.

"All right, I fucking give up," Grimmjow growled disdainfully and the wolf let go of him. What a humiliating punishment, Grimmjow was forced to fight a vampire more powerful than him. He hated losing to him all the time and what's more was the vampire fought him like he was a simple paperball. He reverted back to his normal form while the other vampire did the same. He was more or less the same height as him with shaggy dark brown hair and a small goatee. "I so fucking hate you, Starrk," growled Grimmjow. "You never take me seriously whenever we fight."

"Why should I? I'm always feeling tired, you know that," mumbled Starrk, stratching through his hair. "Sleeping through the daytime just isn't enough."

"Excuses seem to be your greatest power than anything else," grumbled the blue-haired vampire. He noticed that Starrk turned his back to yawn and smirked deviously, he swiftly charged at him only to be kicked in the side and tumbled to the ground again. "Fuck . . . .!" he growled through his teeth, about three ribs was now broken aside from the multiple bruises and lacerations. "You didn't even look!"

"Didn't need to, your mind was too open," muttered Starrk as he glanced at him. "You didn't try to block it during the fight, that's why I could defeat you with ease."

"Tch, then I guess Aizen already knew about what happened to Ichigo and that human girl he got around," scoffed Grimmjow as he sat up, the cuts and bruises on his body were already healing. "I bet he's interested about that."

"I'm not," Starrk bluntly replied. "I just don't care."

"Except sleeping all the fucking time," he scoffed, his fingers absentmindedly clawed at the dirt. The training ground was in the sub-basement of the coven's so-called 'palace', well into the northern part of Japan that was hundred of miles away from Ichigo's territory. It was well hidden in the deep forest where no human can venture into. The closest civilization was only twelve miles away. "Aizen'd like to see this for himself," muttered Grimmjow, inhaling sharply as the ribs started to heal. "Ichigo kept saying over and over again that he hated humans but what makes that girl different?"

"You may be right about it, Grimmjow." Both vampires slightly flinched as another vampire appeared, his chestnut hair was slicked back and his deep bronze eyes gazed calmly at the two. "So the novice leader really does have a human girl in his domain," he smirked. "Have you seen her, Grimmjow?"

"Yes, Lord Aizen, but only for a moment," Grimmjow muttered, his face tensed a little from his ribs reforming itself.

"How did she look like?" smiled Aizen.

"Uh, long auburn hair, big tits, looks kinda ditzy--"

"Wait, is that all you can tell me?" Aizen questioned.

"You can ask Nel, she met her," Grimmjow pointed out rudely. Aizen eyed at him with a slight frown, and Grimmjow was suddenly slammed down into the ground. "Ahh! What did I say?!"

"You talked back to me informally," he muttered firmly. "I would appreciate it that you correct your tone when talking to me, Grimmjow Jaegerjaques."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lord Aizen!" the blue-haired vampire cried in defeat, despite being belittled in front of another vampire. "My sister Neliel have met her and talked to her! She might know something!"

"There, was that so hard, Grimmjow?" smirked Aizen as he walked to him, he lifted his hand up and Grimmjow was suddenly lifted up against his will. "I believe Ichigo might change from having this human around, don't you think so?"

"I . . . . I was thinking the same thing before, Lord Aizen," gritted Grimmjow. Aizen's smirk widened slightly before dropping his hand down, and Grimmjow fell to the ground once again and groaned in pain.

"I'll meet with your sister later tonight," he muttered as he turned to leave. "In the meantime, I will give you permission to go back to Ichigo's territory soon. Is that all right with you, Grimmjow?"

"Thank you, Lord Aizen," muttered Grimmjow.

"You can thank me when you find out more on the human girl."

"I can't believe you did that!" Orihime gasped in surprise, she couldn't move away since Ichigo's arms was still firmly around her. "You kissed me twice and you said you like me!"

"Uh, I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?" frowned Ichigo as he let go of her.

"What? No, I was just surprised that you did something like that!" she quickly replied. "I just can't believe it, we haven't know each other for so long--"

"Did I rush things?" Ichigo asked unsurely.

"No no no! I didn't mean it like that!" reassured Orihime. "I, um, don't know what to say about this, this is a first time that someone said he likes me!"

"Really?" Ichigo didn't know what to say; he wasn't sure if this girl likes him back. "If you don't find me interesting, I'll understand, Orihime."

"No, it's not that, I think you're a good person!" she said, and Ichigo blinked at that.

"You think I'm a good person?" he questioned in confusion.

"Of course, I don't think everybody are bad," replied the girl.

"That's not true, anyone could be dangerously bad," Ichigo suddenly replied with dark tone, surprising Orihime.

"Huh?"

"What? Nothing," Ichigo muttered, shaking his head. "You shouldn't think that everyone is good, that's how you'll get into trouble."

"Oh, okay, Ichigo," muttered Orihime. "But I don't think you're a terrible person, Ichigo."

"You don't know that," sighed the orange-haired vampire, glancing away. "You'd think after all this time, I would've been attacked you and drink your blood."

"But you didn't, because I trust you," Orihime shrugged, and Ichigo blinked again in confusion. This human was making him perplexed, he doesn't think that all humans are like that but maybe it's just her personality.

"Whatever," he sighed, moving towards his pile of books and picked up what apparently looked like a new one.

"Uh, what're you reading, Ichigo?" asked Orihime.

"A Midsummer Night's Dream," replied Ichigo, sitting down on his bed as he already skimmed halfway through the first act.

"What's it about?"

"Confusion of love," Ichigo replied, frowning a little at the irony of what happened earlier.

"C-can I read it, also?" she asked as she sat closely next to him. Ichigo glanced at her and blinked, does she understand it?

"Um, I guess," he muttered, flipping back to the beginning. "Do you understand the grammar, Orihime?"

"I can only guess."

Meanwhile, in the sub-basement . . . .

"Really? Ichigo stole her lip-ginity? I never would've guessed it," Urahara mused behind his fan.

"Lip-ginity? Is that even a word?" questioned Uryuu.

"Yeah, and right now they're in his room . . . . reading," Renji replied, frowning at what he read from the girl's mind. "I thought they'd be doing something else."

"Like what?" frowned Rukia as she glared at him.

"I don't think Ichigo would rush into something like that any time soon, especially with a human," stated Urahara. "He might still have a hard time understanding why he likes this girl, but I doubt he'll get away from her now that it happened."

"Still . . . . it might be strange having a human girl around," Chad added, and the others nodded in agreement.

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