RUINED DREAMS pt. 2
chappie seven, ish proud. Vhateva! Nyaha! Sorry for no update. Please enjoy!
Grimmjow carefully lay Ichigo on a circle of chalk runes, looking sadly at the damp face, hushing him when he whimpered loudly.
"Wow, Grimmjow. I've never seen you look so tender. He means something special to you?" Yuroichi asked, half teasing and half serious as she completed a small circle below the large one.
"Shut up! You know the old man asked me to watch him! Why would he mean anything to me?" Grimmjow huffed, picking up the doll that yuroichi had brought with her. Doing this, he didn't catch her knowing smirk. "What's this doll for?"
"Don't change the subject! I've haven't seen you look this down since the time Halibel had to battle the blue continental dragon and nearly got her arm burned off. You like him, right?" Yuroichi said all of this through a mouthful of colored chalk pieces, hardly looking up from her work.
"That's not the point! Hurry up and get him out of there so I can kick his ass for being stupid!" Grimmjow yelled. Yuroichi just raised an eyebrow, continuing her third yellow circle, before exchanging the chalk in her hand for a red one.
The fact that he was already naked didn't help his situation. And the fact that he was like every other hormonal teenager didn't help either. He whimpered when sharp glinting white teeth bit at his shoulder, licking it as devious hands traveled lower. He longed for them to touch him in the spot he rarely even touched himself, but it was so wrong.
"G-get...your hands...off me!" he gasped out, whining involuntarily when the hands did just that. The prince was smirking at him, licking his lips as if tasting a hidden flavor that only he knew about.
"Honestly, Ichi-kun. You're a terrible liar. Look, you're already excited." pale fingers drifted down from his stomach, so close to his inflamed flesh. So close. He raised his hips a little. More, closer, just a little closer... "see? You're so cute like this, Ichi-kun." the prince pressed his mouth to his, kissing him with wild passion. He roughly bit his lip, licking at the blood and drinking in the tiny moan the wrenched itself from his throat. "Damn your blood tastes nice." he whispered in a sultry voice, enjoying the shiver that raced up the spine of the boy underneath him.
There was a knock at the door. The prince smirked at him and got up, answering it. "Breakfast is here." he called, pulling a cart into the room. "Come eat something." he glared at the half crazy prince. "Come on. It's french styled, there's lots of croissants and butter and oranges. Eat something."
He simply looked disapprovingly at the cart from where he sat on the bed. He looked around the room again for his clothes. He decided screw it. If he ran, at least he would be away from this freak. He felt the prince's eyes watching him, but he ran for the door anyway, and gasped in shock, horror and pain as he was slammed against the wall.
"Where are you going, pretty?" the prince asked, black and yellow eyes flashing with threatening malice and power. He was smiling though, and that was probably what scared him the most. "Why would you try to run when I'm being so nice to you? I could make you a king, Ichigo. So why are you trying to run?" he shivered when cool breath brushed across his face. He wiggled, trying to get out of the demon prince's grip. "I protected you from that vampire. And you said you would be mine."
His squirms intensified when he felt the prince draw their bodies together, holding him close. Then the smell of smoke filled his nose. The prince turned sharply, looking out the window, and cursed as if he saw something. He grabbed a slice of orange off the cart, pushing it to his mouth. "Eat it." he growled menacingly. He turned his face away, hardly able to breathe with the smoke filling his lungs and the hard body that was crushing him. "Hurry up and eat it." he closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Suddenly he was able to breathe. Clear air. Not even a hint of smoke. He blinked his eyes open, met with nothing but darkness. He took deep breathes, staring out into the darkness, half expecting to see the demon prince's black and yellow eyes staring right back. Until he saw a glint of blue. He pushed himself up a little and laughed quietly when he saw it was Grimmjow, jumping into his arms and hugging him tight around the neck.
"I don't think I've ever been so glad to see you in my life!" he exclaimed. He could hear Grimmjow laughing softly in his ear. Thank god the nightmare was over.
A dark-skinned woman tapped him lightly on the shoulder, smiling. "You didn't eat anything while you were there, did you?" he shook his head.
"He kept trying to get me to eat." he said, not really noticing Grimmjow arms, locking tightly around his slim frame.
"If you had eaten anything, he can claim you later, even if we had gotten you out of there. It's a good thing you were too nervous." Yuroichi sighed in relief. "Well I'll be going home. Ichigo, get some rest." she poked his forehead and he instantly fell asleep.
OWARI
thank god! I'm done! After all that time not updating! Woot woot woot! Sorry for later update!
