IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY :D THOUGHT I'D PUT UP THIS SHORT LITTLE SIDE STORY! I thought it was cute lol! Doesn't have any important details pertaining to the actual story I just thought it'd be some cute background. OH! Grimmjow and Ichigo do NOT have the same date as their birthdays. I just set it up so that you could see how their birthdays differed and what happened on each. :) I still think it's very cute. So please! ENJOY! XD
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT! ACTUAL CHAPTER AFTER THIS!
WARNINGS! LANGUAGE! In chapter 7, Language, angry Grimmpa, sexual situations (part TWO of my gift to you8D mwahahaha!)
DISCLAIMOR! I don't own Bleach, bee-itch! XD
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Side Story: Happy Birthday!
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY ELEVENTH BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST, DARLING SON ICHIGO!" Isshin sang boisterously. At the end he rushed the last part to fit it all in to fit the song. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" He drew out the ending absurdly long. Yuzu and Karin were totally over shadowed by their father's performance but Yuzu clapped and giggled anyway while Karin just stared on ahead watching TV apathetically. Isshin smiled bigger. "Blow out yer candles and make a wish my darling Ichigo."
Ichigo smiled a toothy grin and closed his eyes for a few seconds before they popped open, a determined gleam in his eyes, and leaned forward on the table and blew out the candles; he had to lean back and forth a couple times for the couple stubborn candle flames that wouldn't extinguish. Yuzu and Isshin cheered and clapped excitedly. Ichigo looked up at them and smiled.
"What did you wish for Ichigo?" Yuzu asked enthusiastically. Ichigo glanced at her and then at his father who was nodding like a crazy bobble head.
"Uhm, should I tell you I mean, afterall, will it still come true if I tell you?" Ichigo scratched at the back of his neck, grimacing. Isshin smiled sincerely and rested his right hand comfortingly on his son's shoulder.
"Ichigo, your wish has already been wished, it doesn't matter now who knows it, so long as you were sincere when you asked it." Isshin gave his son a thumbs up, his eyes squinted shut with a big goofy grin spread across his face. Ichigo looked over to see Yuzu nodding at him and Karin watching from the corner of her eyes, smiling. Feeling encouraged, he smiled and scratched the back of his head, blushing.
"Well, I wished that I could be a girl."
Isshin's eyes popped open and bugged out of his head. Yuzu stopped smiling and her mouth fell open. All was silent for a minute, Ichigo watching confused and worried he had done something wrong when abruptly Karin burst out laughing. Ichigo blushed, embarrassed.
"What? What's so funny about that?" Ichigo yelled defensively, his cheeks bright red. Isshin scratched the back of his head and looked down at Yuzu as she looked back up at him. He looked back at Ichigo.
"Nothin's wrong with it Ichi-poo. It's just, aren't ya a little young to think like that?" Isshin grinned nervously while Ichigo scowled at him.
"No! No it's not! I've felt this way for a long time! Women's clothing is so pretty and so is their hair and faces. I wanna look jus' like 'em." Ichigo was smiling again by the end of his little explanation. Isshin smiled at his son, a cold sweat running down his neck. 'Masaki….. give me the strength to be the father he needs.'
"Well, Ichi-poo, if that's what you want," he glanced down at Yuzu and pulled her close against him and smiled. "Then we'll make sure to do everything we can to make that wish come true." Yuzu nodded excitedly.
"Yeah, Ichi! We'll do our best!" Yuzu giggled. Karin coughed and everyone turned and looked at her.
"Look, I'm glad yer all happy that Ichigo just decided he'd rather be a woman and all but, yer interrupting my show." She glared back up at them. "So he wants to wear women's clothing, so what's the big deal. He's still my older sibling." She turned back and returned to watching the soccer game. Ichigo smiled and giggled merrily. He was damn lucky to have such an understanding family. Isshin jumped up out of his seat and pointed up at the ceiling epically.
"ALRIGHT! TIME TO OPEN PRESENTS!" Yuzu cheered and Ichigo just continued to chuckle.
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"Happy birthday, bitch."
Grimmjow turned his glare towards Nnoitra. He threw his water bottle at his head and it burst open. Nnoitra cursed.
"Ya son bitch! Imma kill ya!" Nnoitra ran after Grimmjow, dead set on killing him (heh, no pun intended again lol). Grimmjow just snorted and stood his ground, ready to beat the shit out of his friend. Sayzel entered into the disarrayed room and sighed.
"Oh give it a rest you two. I swear to god, you guys have enough testosterone for a raging elephant." Nnoitra stopped moving in mid-swing, lifting Grimmjow up by his shirt off the ground; Grimmjow was snarling pulling his fist back, ready to strike. Nnoitra growled and turned to Sayzel.
"Who asked you, bitch?" He threw Grimmjow to the ground. Sayzel just 'hmphed' and put his hands on his hips, cocking them to the side.
"No one, but it is his birthday, so please show SOME kind of decency to the poor guy." Grimmjow glared at Sayzel. And picked himself up, dusted himself off, and pointed an accusing finger at him.
"I don't need yer fucking charity!" Grimmjow stood up straight and snarled at Nnoitra. Sayzel sighed and rubbed his temples, thinking of a way to divert the situation to…. Something else. Stark walked in and yawned, blinked blearily at the three others in the room and laid down on the floor. He closed his eyes and ignored their stares.
Sayzel smiled very abruptly and looked up at Grimmjow. "Hey, Grimm." Grimmjow glared over at him. "Happy birthday. How old are ya this year?" Grimmjow grimaced.
"I'm seventeen. Why?"
Sayzel smiled bigger and pushed his glasses higher up on his nose. "Well, since it is yer birthday, yer supposed to make a wish."
Grimmjow scoffed, "aren't I supposed to have a cake and blow out the candles er some shit?"
Sayzel chuckled, clearly amused. "Grimm, it's not the cake or the candles that make the wish, it's the person and their dreams. So, make a wish." Grimmjow rolled his eyes, but complied just to humor him. He slid his eyes shut and eased the scowl off his face. After a minute or so, his eyes slid open and he looked around the room. Nnoitra was standing in the backgeound, smoking a cigarette, scoffing at him.
"Pussy." Nnoitra said between the cigarette and his teeth. Sayzel whipped his head around and gave Nnoitra a venomous glare; he simply shrugged and pulled the cigarette from his lips and exhaled, slow and deep.
Sayzel turned to Grimmjow, smiling. "Ignore that bastard. What did ya wish for anyway Grimm?" Grimmjow's scowl returned to his face and glanced at Sayzel and turned his back to him. He walked away towards the busted window and leaned against the sill. He looked down at the dirty, night time, ghetto streets, screaming and car alarms going off in the background. He remained silent for a good minute or two and then sighed loudly.
"I wished to find someone who would love me and for me to be able to love 'em too." Grimmjow looked back at his friends. He glanced down at Stark, and saw one of his eyes peeked open and staring at him. He looked back at a smiling Sayzel. Sayzel stepped forward and rested his hand on the taller male's shoulder.
"Grimm, I don't know about those guys, but I'll do my best to help you anyway I can to make that dream come true." Sayzel squinted his eyes in mirth and a smile gracefully grew across his lips. Grimmjow just scoffed and looked back out the window and out at the ghetto they lived in.
"Sure… Whatever you say, Saysay. Whatever ya say." Grimmjow smirked out the window, and felt a tiny bit of warmth fill his heart for the first time in a long, tiresome while. Nnoitra snorted loudly and walked over, throwing his arm over Grimmjow's shoulders.
"I don't know about you, but finding some bitch to fuck with sounds pretty good right about now. Howzabout it? I mean, it's kinda like a birthday present, right?" Grimmjow just threw back his head and cackled manically.
"Yeah, sounds like a great fuckin' idea." He turned and smirked at his friends. Sayzel rolled his eyes and walked out of the room, making sure to step on Stark's stomach, causing him to sit up and yelp in surprise. Grimmjow lit a cigarette and walked out of the abandoned apartment building, smirking. He felt lucky tonight.
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Chapter 7: Can We Overcome?
Previously: "Uhm, Nel?" Ichigo lowered his hands to the table and intertwined his fingers together. Nel looked up at him and tilted her head, smiling. Ichigo looked away for a second and then stared straight into her eyes. "Earlier today, you said that Grimmjow was scared of men." Nel's smile fell from her face and her eyes darkened. Ichigo continued to plow onward into his question. "Can you tell me why?" Nel looked out the window and saw dark, gray clouds come rolling across the sky and cover the sun; thunder sounded and the quiet pitter-patter of rain began to beat against the roof of the restaurant.
"Well….. It's a long story…" She looked back at Ichigo, her eyes full of regret and self-loathing.
Nel shifted uncomfortably in her booth seat and folded her hands together. She glanced up at Ichigo's waiting face and she sighed rather loudly; other people in the restaurant turned and looked at her, disgusted. Some, who were seated closer than others, even moved away to other tables. Ichigo turned and glared at them. Nel sighed again and looked back out the window. She watched the gray clouds rolling about in the sky, the rain pelting the scattering people running this way and that. She lowered her head in shame.
"Well, I don't know if it's my place to be telling you this, but knowing my Grimmpa, that is if he hasn't changed, he won't tell you." She glanced out the corner of her left eye at Ichigo to see that his attention was back on her. She lowered her eyes again to her hands resting in her lap. "I'd have to say it's my biggest failure as a m-mother." She choked on the word and her right hand flew up to hide her quivering mouth. She clenched her eyes shut and her shoulders shook with the force of her silent sobs. Ichigo, bewildered, reached over and began to rub her shoulder comfortingly. She looked back up at him, tears streaming down her cheeks and her eyes red. She lowered her hand threw head back and sniffed loudly, turning her head to the side and tried to compose herself. Nel smiled a bitter grin and looked once again out the window.
"Whe-whe…" Her face scrunched up in her effort to hold back her sobs and she sniffled really loud and shook her hair out of her face, choking on her words. She sighed desperately, "when he was twe-twelve…. H-he was in th-the," she stared hiccupping loudly and couldn't continue for a good minute, her hands covering her mouth, eyes squeezed shut. Ichigo was horrified as to what could have happened; he couldn't even begin to comprehend what could have been so traumatic to her. And if she was like this, what was Grimmjow like?
Nel looked back up at Ichigo and hiccupped a couple more times, but was able to speak brokenly though them. "Grimm was i-in-in-in th-the li-li-livi-i-ing r-roo-oom pl-pl-pl-playin-ing wi-with hi-hi-s fa-fa-fa-fave," she sobbed and stopped talking again, her whole face now hidden behind her hands. Ichigo was beginning to feel anger course through his veins, whoever or whatever hurt Grimmjow, really did something terrible. He glanced around and saw people glancing at them from the corner of their eyes, he glared at hem again and got up.
"I'll be right back, Nel. You try to calm down some while I try to find some tissues or something." Nel nodded from behind her hands, sobbing and crying. She laid her head down on the table and buried her pain stricken face in her arms. Ichigo began weaving through the tables, giving everyone dirty looks for staring unabashedly at a woman so in pain, she could be heard sobbing from the other side of the room. He walked up to the checkout counter and leaned against it, scowling at the man behind it.
"'Scuze me but, do you have any tissues er something I could have? My friend is in desperate need of some." The slightly pudgy man furrowed his brows, confused, and scratched at the back of his head and nodded. He held up a finger and went back into the workers lounge and came back out with a box of tissues. He handed them to Ichigo and Ichigo nodded his thanks and turned away to return and comfort Nel.
"Hey!" Ichigo turned back around and looked at the man who had called out to him. "Is she gonna be okay, son?" Ichigo's scowl softened and he shook his head no.
"In all honesty, mister, I have no idea," and with that he continued on his way back to Nel. On his way back, he noticed that the other guests in the restaurant were minding their own business and that it was a lot quieter. At the table, Nel sat quietly looking out the window, chin still resting on her folded arms. She glanced back at Ichigo when she noticed him. He held out the tissue box to her, which she gladly took and pulled out a generous amount of tissues. She began rubbing at her red and puffy eyes with them and then grabbed several more and scrubbed up and down her face. They stayed silent for a long time while Nel finally calmed down enough to talk and stop crying; Ichigo waited patiently. She sniffled, sighed, and smiled sadly.
"Sorry, it's just this is a very tough subject for me." Ichigo nodded his understanding. NEl sighed again and plowed on through. "Well, what I was saying earlier was…. Grimm, one day when he was twelve, he was sitting in the living room part of our apartment playing with his favorite action figure that he had gotten that year when I had a 'client' come over." She shook her head sadly. "The man walked in and looked at my Grimm, who only glanced back at the man, frowning at him, and the man pointed at him and smirked. The man said, 'is that yer son?' Me? At the time all I was thinking about was getting it done and over with so we could have some money and I could feed my son. Well, I just nodded and waved it off and pulled the man into my room. And well, we fucked. Oh god, did we fuck hard." Ichigo's eyes twitched. Nel's eyes squinted and her hands lowered to rub her thighs.
"It hurt so fucking bad. The man was so rough, I swear he tore me open. My legs were jelly afterwards and he just threw the money on the floor as I crawled around on the floor to collect it all. I only glanced up to see him walk into the living room. My mother instincts kicked in and a huge red flag shot up in my head and I crawled into the room to see if Grimmy was okay. The man was standing next to my Grimmy, rubbing his shoulder and Grimmy was leaning his head away, glaring at the guy tyring to get the point across that he wanted to be left alone. I called out to the man, asking him what he wanted. He just laughed and pulled out a knife, I swear to god I felt my heart stop and my blood freeze. He kept laughing as he said, 'you have a very attractive son here. And seeing as how you weren't very satisfying, I wonder if he will make up for what you lack?' I threw my hands up to start to plead for Grimm's safety but the man just laughed louder; it was so scary. He sounded crazy, like he didn't have a soul. I looked over at Grimmy and saw him staring at me, horrified, begging me with his eyes to save him. The man just kept laughing and he grabbed Grimmjow by the…. The hair…" Nel choked and covered her mouth again but kept her composure this time. She swallowed thickly. "He lifted the knife to his neck and leaned down, pressed fully against Grimmjow's back. He said, 'oh and, if you try anything, I'll slit his throat and fuck 'is corpse. Got it?'" Nel began to sob again. "So I had to watch him strip down my son and fuck 'im dry, helplessly. I had to listen to his cries of pain and fright; watch him try to get away but that knife holding him back; watch him watching me, begging with his eyes for me to save him; watch the life…. die from his eyes as he fell unconscious from the over extrusion and pain…" She glared out the window. "The man just laughed and threw more money on his limp body, covered in blood and semen, and all I could do was watch and cry." Nel turned her glared towards Ichigo, though it wasn't directed at him. "I MEAN, WHAT THE HELL COULD I DO? HE HAD A KNIFE TO MY SON'S NECK! I DIDN'T WANT TO LOSE MY BABY! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!" She choked on a rather big sob and thumped her forehead against the table. Barely audible, she whispered," I ended up losing him anyway, didn't I?"
Ichigo watched her, sympathetically, tears in his own eyes, though not falling. What a terrible thing to go through. She raised her head slowly, arching her neck as far as it would go, inhaling deeply.
"He never did forgive me for that. But then again….. Neither have I…." Ichigo got up and sat down on her side of the booth and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Nel smiled bitterly and leaned her head into his shoulder and cried. "I do love him…. Whether he believes me or not…." She mumbled into Ichigo's shoulder.
"Shhhh shhh." Ichigo pet her hair as he tried to calm down the hiccupping woman. They had been sitting that way for about twenty minutes when Ichigo felt his cell phone vibrating in his back pocket. He sighed and picked it up.
"Yeah?"
"Ichigo?" Ichigo sat up straighter and furrowed his brows in worry.
"Dad? What's wrong?" Whatever it was, it sounded urgent.
"Is Grimmjow with ya right now?"
Ichigo felt his eyes just about pop out of his head. Oh shit. "No, why?" Ichigo sat up all the way now and Nel slid off his shoulder and watched him, confused and devastated.
"Well," Isshin said from the other side of the phone. "He's not here right now and the last I saw of 'im was when he went off with you fer that date o' yers."
Ichigo worried his bottom lip with his right hand. "Well, something happened and he ran off back to the house. Or at least, that's where he said he'd go, and due to the situation I couldn't go with 'im." Ichigo slammed his fist down on the table. "SHIT!" Nel jumped and looked worried. "I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED HIM!" Ichigo abruptly got up and started jogging towards the checkout counter to pay the bill.
"Hey, dad? I'ma hang up an' go look fer 'im." Ichigo slammed his phone shut and snarled. Nel ran up.
"What's going on? What's wrong?"
Ichigo had his hands on the counter, gripping it so tight that his knuckles were white. He turned to looke at Nel, showing her his glare.
"Grimmjow's gone."
The lightning cracked across the dark sky and thunder boomed loudly.
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Grimmjow looked up at the sky. That last thunderous boom was long and loud. He just scowled at the sky and then looked forward again, continuing on his walk. It was still raining cats and dogs and there was no one else out there but his shadow; it was nice and calming and he liked it. The rain was washing away his anger and frustration. He felt all the bad memories washing away with each droplet that hit him. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. What the hell were Ichigo and that bitch talking about for so long? Seriously, two fucking hours? God damn! He stepped over to the curb and sat down he fumbled around in his pockets until he pulled out a crumpled cigarette and fished around for his lighter. Ichigo and his father may have been diligent in hiding or disposing of all his alcohol and cigarettes, but he had a few hiding places they didn't know of. Grimmjow smiled triumphantly and lit the cigarette. Pursing his lips, he prepared himself to take an agonizingly slow and long drag; it had been god damn far too long.
"You are not supposed to be doing that," an uninterested voice from behind him spoke. Grimmjow choked on the inhale he stared to take and began coughing. He squinted his eyes as the smoke went into them and he turned around to see who dared interrupt such an important moment for him. Soon as he had, he wished he hadn't. He grimaced and turned back around, ignoring the other person, ut threw his cigarette away…. Wasted a perfectly good cigarette….. Damn him!
Ulquiorra tilted his head and watched the flame be snuffed out by a puddle. He looked back down at Grimmjow who was sitting on the soaking wet ground.
"Why are you out here in the rain, by yourself none the less, and without an umbrella," his voice contained no interest.
Grimmjow turned his head so he glare at Ulquiorra. "Because I didn't know it was gonna rain, dipshit! And waddabout you? Yer out in the rain." Ulquiorra lifted up his free arm and tapped the pole he was holding in his other hand and as Grimmjow traced up the pole with his eyes he grimaced.
"Because I was smart enough to bring an umbrella." Ulquiorra looked back at the building he had come out of, then back down at Grimmjow. "You do realize, if you were trying to escape captivity, it would have been far smarter to stay away from where you work." Grimmjow scoffed and threw his head back. He just had to point that out, didn't he?
"Well, asshole, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going, I was just walking and I guess I subconsciously walked myself here. And no, I wasn't trying to escape, I just wanted some time to myself." Ulquiorra just blinked at him and Grimmjow felt his left eyebrow start to twitch in annoyance. Grimmjow sighed noisily and rubbed his temples.
"Is there something you need, Ulquiorra?" Ulquiorra continued to stare at him then blinked and turned towards the building.
"Why don't you come inside the dojo and dry off while I call Ichigo and let him know you are with me." Grimmjow snarled at the shorter man, more than ready to beat his shrimpy little ass, but he relented and followed after his 'friend'. When they stepped inside the dojo, Ulquiorra remained behind to shake the water out of the umbrella and put it away. Grimmjow looked around at their dojo and smiled. It was nice and cool (well to him it was freezing 'cause he was sopping wet) and there were people sparring with each other. He saw a big busty red head look at him and wave. Grimmjow sighed. Oh great…. Bastard's girlfriend was here…. The woman came prancing up, smiling like the goof ball she is.
"Good afternoon, Grimmjow! Howzit goin'," she giggled and then pranced over to her boyfriend and hugged him close, her breast pressed tightly against his chest. Ulquiorra was just shutting his cell phone and he spared Grimmjow a glance before he looked down at his girlfriend and barely smiled; Grimmjow was more than freaked out. He turned away and looked around at everyone again. Ulquiorra looked up at Grimmjow's back.
"I called Ichigo. He said his father called saying you were missing. I told him that you were with me basically the whole time." Grimmjow glanced back at Ulquiorra and looked into his impassive eyes. Asshole did something good for him for once. Grimmjow smirked at his 'friend'.
"Thanks." Saved him a lot of shit. Ulquiorra nodded and Grimmjow turned off and walked towards the male changing room. He stepped inside and pulled his jacket off and let it slop to the ground. He struggled out of his wet clothing, it was sticking to him, and just threw into a pile on top of his jacket. He walked, stark naked, over to his locker and opened it. Grimmjow pulled out a clean towel and walked towards the showers; he needed one bad, he smelt like rain. Taking the one all the way at the end of the line of showers, he stepped in and turned on the water. He let the icy cold water beat down his body as he slowly turned the knob, making the water gradually get hotter and hotter. By the time he was satisfied with the temperature, his skin was pink and there was steam everywhere. Grimmjow ran his fingers through his wet locks and sighed. He needed this so bad. Grabbing the shampoo that was wrapped up in the towel he picked up, he began to lather his hair and worked his hands down his body, washing away the scent of earth water. As his shower progressed, he couldn't help but think about Ichigo. How could he even begin to try and get closer to him? Every time they tried to get close now, he couldn't help but freak out. And now, with his mother here, how could he even think about looking at Ichigo?
Grimmjow squinted his eyes tightly shut as memories of pain flashed through his mind. His eyes popped open.
"Dammit…!" Grimmjow pounded his fist against the shower wall once. He looked down at the drain, watching the water swirl towards it and then down out of view. He looked up into the spraying water, his eyes still open, and leaned against the icy wall; his front burning from the hot water, his back frozen from the cold wall. "What am I gonna do….?"
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"Stupid son of a bitch! Makin' me worry fer nothin'! I'll kill 'im just fer doin' that to me. Oh, I swear it! I'll kill'im!" Ichigo marched down the street towards Grimmjow's and Ulquiorra's dojo. He was certainly gonna give Grimmjow a piece of his mind when he saw him. When he reached the doors, he shoved them open and glared around rapidly at everyone. He saw Ulquiorra with a red headed woman and, when they noticed him, both began to approach. Ichigo met them halfway, hands on his hips. Ulquiorra tilted his head.
"Ichigo?"
Ichigo couldn't help but feel his scowl deepen. "No duh! Who'dja think it was?" Ulquiorra frowned and blinked.
"Well, you certainly are not dressed as you usually are, or have you seem to have forgotten that little detail?" Ichigo's scowl melted away into a shocked and embarrassed expression. He felt his cheeks heat up and he looked down at the ground, ashamed.
"Sorry, I did fergit." Ichigo shook his head. "Anyway. Where's Grimmjow?" Ulquiorra pointed towards the changing rooms.
"He is in the shower right now. Don't worry, we have cameras set up for security purposes. He is being watched by our security." Ichigo nodded and ran towards the rooms. He burst into the locker room and saw a pile of wet clothing, which he assumed were Grimmjow's (he was right by the way) and heard a shower running in the back ground. His scowl returned, full force and, without thinking, he ran towards the shower room and shoved right through to the back. He gripped each side of the showers walls and snarled.
"GRIMMJOW!"
Grimmjow jumped and turned around quickly and saw Ichigo glaring at him. "Wuh? Ichigo?"
Ichigo felt his scowl start to twitch off his face as his eyes involuntarily started traveling lower down Grimmjow's soaking wet abs to his naval to the dripping dark blue curls to his… Ichigo gulped and shook his head and looked back up at Grimmjow's face, though he couldn't help but blushing now.
"Where the fuck didjya go! Ma dad called me, freakin' out sayin' how ya weren't there at the house! What's up with that? I thought ya said ya'd beback at my house?" Grimmjow felt his eyebrow quiver and felt rage boiling in his stomach.
"Well! If ya hadn't taken so damn long with the bitch, I mighta been!"
Ichigo's eyes widened dangerously. "That bitch, is yer mother! And she loves you!"
Grimmjow scoffed. "Oh please! That bitch can't tell the difference between love and a good fuck."
"CAN YOU?" Ichigo had his hands clenched together and his fists were shaking. Grimmjow's eyes darkened and he stood up higher; the maniacal gleam was in them again and Ichigo shivered in fear but stood his ground.
"What was that?" Grimmjow's voice was quiet and slow, dangerously so. Ichigo gulped and tried to amend the situation.
"Look Grimmjow, I was talking to yer m-mother," he couldn't have stopped the stutter even if he wanted to. Ichigo was downright petrified of Grimmjow right now. "She said that she lo-loved you." Grimmjow smirked cruelly and threw back his head, cackling a madman's laugh.
"She fucking said, that she loved me?" The laughter continued. "Oh that's priceless." He smirked at Ichigo. "Well since ya two er such great pals ya can tell 'er, I don't give a shit. 'Er love doesn't mean SHIT to me."
Ichigo felt his own anger boil up and, against his better judgement, he blew up. "SHE'S JUST TRYING TO FIX HER LIFE GRIMMJOW! AND SHE'S TRYING TO MAKE AMENDS WITH YOU! WHY YA GOTTA BE SUCH A ASS ABOUT-!" Before he could finish his sentence, two giant hands had picked him up by the collar of his shirt and thrown him against the wall in the shower. A hard body was pressed against him as searing hot water poured down over them both, soaking Ichigo.
"Why I gotta be such a ass, you say?" Grimmjow's eyes were dark and gleaming with malice. Ichigo wrapped his fists around Grimmjow's and struggled to get away. "If you even knew the shit I went through because of her, ya'd see why." He dropped Ichigo to the tiled floor and pointed a finger at him causing Ichigo to flinch and back up against the wall furthest away from Grimmjow, the water still pouring down over his body.
"So, don't ya DARE try to give me yer righteous bullshit about makin' up with my mother when ya don't know JACK SHIT ABOUT HER AND WHAT SHE DID TO ME!" Grimmjow stomped away from Ichigo and then turned back towards him, tugged on his wet locks, and began pacing. Ichigo felt his heart racing and he gingerly put his hands on the ground to stand up, watching Girmmjow like a hawk to see if he would come and pounce at any second. Ichigo, slowly stood up and looked down at the ground and knew, without a doubt even though he was scared shitless to say it, he needed to let Grimmjow know that he knew what happened with that man.
"she tol…e..tha…ou…were..ra…" he mumbled quietly, being drowned out by the shower head. Grimmjow stopped pacing and turned to look at him, snarling; he cupped his ear with his right hand mockingly.
"What was that? Speak up, I can't hear you," he spoke cruelly. Ichigo looked up at Grimmjow, his teary eyes hidden by the water running down his face. He swallowed.
"Nel told me that you were raped by one of her clients." Ichigo felt like his heart was going to explode from all the tension and fear he was feeling.
Grimmjow's eyes grew wide and he felt his fingers twitch violently. That bitch! He began growling and began pacing again. Ichigo looked over at Grimmjow, seeing that he wasn't coming over to kick his ass yet, he felt encouraged to continue.
"She said she didn't know what to do. The guy hada knife to yer neck so if she moved to help you, you woulda got killed, but standing there, ya still got hurt. She said she didn't wanna lose 'er baby." Grimmjow glanced back Ichigo and looked away towards the dark and empty showers. Ichigo stepped out of the hot spray and hugged his arms around Grimmjow's bare middle. Grimmjow blindly looked down at Ichigo's arms and sighed. He slowly turned around in Ichigo's embrace and wrapped his own arms around Ichigo's shoulders. They stayed like this, in silence, the only sound the running water from the shower. Grimmjow rubbed his nose around Ichigo's wet locks and sighed again; Ichigo had his face pressed into Grimmjow's collar bone.
"So now ya know why I can't stand men, ne?" Grimmjow sighed again and looked over towards a fogged up window. "Sorry…. It's not something I like talking about. I'd rather just fergit it ever happened…. It had nothing to do with not trusting you, I just didn't want anyone else to know that I got used so badly." Ichigo pulled his head away and looked up into Grimmjow's distressed pools of blue.
"Don't worry, I figured that much." Ichigo smiled sadly as he ran his fingers through Grimmjow's hair. "And it's not that I don't trust you enough for you to tell me yer secrets or past, it's just I wanted to know from another source how I could help you the best I could." Ichigo smiled a little bigger, hoping to help lift Grimmjow's sour mood. Ichigo opened his mouth to say something but, the situation dawned on him and his cheeks flushed and he shoved away from Grimmjow, who now stood there confused. Ichigo looked everywhere but at Grimmjow. This ticked Grimmjow off.
"What the fuck's wrong now?" Grimmjow crossed his arms and Ichigo pointed at him, covering his mouth with his other hand. Grimmjow looked down at himself and blinked a few times. Oh yeah…. He was still naked… An evil shit eating grin spread across his face.
"Oh, so yer embarrassed now? Now that we're done yellin' at each other, yer embarrassed." IChigo looked up at Grimmjow's face and scowled, hand still covering his mouth. Grimmjow cackled and leaned against the wall. "I hate ta break it to ya, but… You've already seen it. Ya've even sucked it off bitch." Ichigo scowled deeper and stood up straight.
"That's different! I-I!" Ichigo clenched his fists as he tried to think of an excuse. Grimmjow's smirk just grew in size and he pushed off from the wall and began strutting his way over to Ichigo.
"Ya, what?" Ichigo, noticing Grimmjow getting closer, began backing up and ran right into a wall.
"I-I!"
"Ya keep sayin', 'I,' but I what?" Grimmjow's smirk was now lecherous as he pressed his palms against Ichigo's chest and began pulling the fabric up. Ichigo gasped and tried to slap away his offending hands.
"It was different because we were by ourselves, not in some public, dojo shower room!" Grimmjow just smiled more at Ichigo and flipped him around so that Ichigo's back pressed up against his chest.
"So?" He bent his head forward and bit down, hard, onto Ichigo's ear. Ichigo froze in his struggling and felt his legs turn to jelly, he leaned further back into Grimmjow's chest and sighed; he could already feel the blood rushing down and pooling in his groin.
"The-there's cameras though…" Ichigo tried to make coherent thoughts, honestly, he did. But with Grimmjow all hot and naked pressed up against his back, it was really hard. Grimmjow just continued to take off Ichigo's clothes and smirked, pulling him backwards and into the running water again.
"Let them watch…" he bit down on Ichigo's neck and licked it. He sucked and swirled his tongue around the same spot and kept it up until he was satisfied with the mark left behind. "There, pay back for earlier today (in the last chapter, Ichigo gave Grimmjow a hickie.)." Ichigo sighed in content and let Grimmjow rub his stomach with his rough, wet hands. Grimmjow kept chanting over and over in his mind. 'It's Ichigo, there's nothing to worry about. Just Ichigo. Remember? Ichigo.' Slowly his hands worked themselves lower to Ichigo's unbuttoned pants and he pulled them down.
Ichigo stepped out of his shoes and pulled his pants down on his own. He turned around and face Grimmjow, and automatically blushed; Grimmjow's eyes were wandering all over his body, taking all of him in. Grimmjow then reached out and pulled Ichigo flush against him and kissed him roughly, his tongue right away licking at his lips. Ichigo, overwhelmed, opened his mouth and allowed Grimmjow's entrance. They began to mingle and intertwine and their gasps became more urgent and louder as the kiss became more heated. Grimmjow ran his hands up and down Ichigo's sides, pressing him closer and closer. Grimmjow pulled his mouth away and rested his forehead against Ichigo's, both gasping desperately for air, the now luke-warm water cascading down their shoulders. Grimmjow smirked and lowered his hand ready to-
"Ahem." Ichigo's head shot towards the voice and Grimmjow slowly turned his head, glaring at the intruder. It was Ulquiorra. Go figure. He had his hand up to his mouth and he blinked, nonchalantly at them. "Security came up to me in the dojo, complaining about sexual activities going on in here." Ulquiorra looked away from them and up at the corner of the room and sighed. "If you two are so deprived of that kind of attention, why don't you both just go home and fuck." With that, Ulquiorra turned and walked out of the shower room. Grimmjow smirked down at a blushing, and embarrassed Ichigo.
"Sounds like a great plan to me." He quickly turned around, turned off the shower, and then grabbed onto Ichigo's wrist and dried him off, who was still stunned into silence, and threw some of his workout clothes on him. Grimmjow quickly dried himself off next and slid on his work clothes. He grabbed Ichigo's wrist again and ran out of the place, eager to get home and finish what he started. Ichigo, finally coming bac to reality, couldn't help but gulp and feel goose bumps of excitement raise up on his skin. He couldn't wait either.
They ran through the rain, completely ruining the point of Grimmjow even taking a shower, back towards Ichigo's house. But then again, with what they had on their minds, they were going to need another one anyway.
Ichigo couldn't help but giggle and feel light headed as he sprinted hand in hand with the man heloved. He felt all his problems falling behind and away and all he could think about was the man running along side of him. Grimmjow glanced over at Ichigo's face and saw the euphoric expression. Grimmjow felt his heart beat a bit faster and knew that this time he could do it without being afraid, without freezing up. He knew that he could finally show this man how much he really did love him, even with what he went through when he was younger.
He wanted Ichigo to know that he'd love him anyways, despite what his mother thought, he would love Ichigo.
They ran for a good half hour before they reached Ichigo's door, panting for air, hands on their knees. Grimmjow looked up at Ichigo, and saw him looking back. They both shared a smile at each other and started laughing. Ichigo pulled out his keys, and opened the front door. Grimmjow ran up the stairs and into Ichigo's room. Ichigo, bemused, followed after. When he entered his room, he saw Grimmjow pulling out a towel from his closet.
Grimmjow looked back at him and smirked. "I'ma go take another shower." Ichigo rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips and followed Grimmjow down the hallway, stripping as he went.
"Ya know, if we're gonna have sex, what's the point in takin' a shower beforehand?" Ichigo felt a strong hand wrap around his wrist and pull him into the bathroom.
"Well stupid," Grimmjow began pulling his clothes off Ichigo's slick body. He dropped the towel on the floor by the tub and stepped in, dragging Ichigo along. "We're gonna fuck while we're in here." Ichigo blushed as Grimmjow turned on the shower and then turned his full attention towards Ichigo. He moved forward and pressed Ichigo up against the wall, inhaling his scent along his jawline.
"Ya even smell good with rain water all over ya." He bit Ichigo's neck again and Ichigo couldn't stop the moan this time. Grimmjow chuckled lecherously and pulled away to look into Ichigo's eyes. "Tonight, Ichigo…" Ichigo looked into Grimmjow's gleaming and possessive eyes and felt his heart skip a couple beats.
Grimmjow's smirk grew, "I'm gonna make you mine."
.:.~End of Chapter 7~.:.
Next chapter, GRIMMJOW WILL FINALLY GET SOME WITH ICHIGO! WOOHOOO! ;D I know a lot of you have been waitin' fer it. :P well there it will be. And if it doesn't seem up to par with the other chapters... it's because i was rushed during this one. :/ again surry. I will go back through it later and fix what i can find or whatever you point out to me. ;] so please, feel free to correct meXD. it makes me feel like i'm improving afterall, i am a novice D: And this is like, my only story... sighs...
I was listening to Korn- Here to Stay MSI Remix while writing this chapter. That song is epic ;) mwehehehehe!
Ya know what I find funny? When ya read something and the people seem to talk all during sexual intercourse. I mean, here and there is all good but during the whole thing? It makes me laugh. My mind would be shot through all that.
Wanna know a word I can't stand? Seed. –shudders- Such a disgusting word. Feet is a gross word too. So is phlegm. Yuck –shudders again-. –rubs butt- God I have a nice ass…. O-o Anyway!
Welp KUDOS TO ME FOR UPLOADING ON MY BIRTHDAY! MY PRESENT TO YOU! 'TIL NEXT TIME! Which will hopefully be very soon,but i am honestly not sure, because i have a friend coming up from Florida for two weeks. We are gonna hang out like... well like she's leaving in a few weeks HAHAHA! 8D I HOPE EVERYONE IS HAVING A GREAT SUMMER! XD I KNOW I AM! Ugh... i digress. well anyway, please review and tell me what ya think, what i should fix, and WHAT YA THOUGHT ABOUT THAT, drabble, is it? IN THE BEGINNING! I LOVE YA ALWAYS! XD
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