More once i finish rereading cus honestly I've forgotten a lot . . . i skimmed the last few chapters hope this makes sense. um yolo?
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The door shook lightly, the pink nuckles that wrapped against it turning paler as their cheeks grew a darker shade of red. "Kurosaki? . . . um Kurosaki it's t-time t-t-to to w-wake up." She mumbled quiet helplessly as Ichigo rolled over in his bed with a groan.
She tried again, "Kuro. . . K-Kurosaki, please wake up! W-we're all waiting down stairs!"
His eye flew open as he leaped from the bed, "I COMPLETELY FORGOT, DON"T COME IN IM GETTING DRESSED RIGHT NOW!" And he ripped his shirt from his body in a frenzy, threw it on the ground, rushed to his dresser drawers in a fanatic painstaking hurry, not remembering which drawers had what. "I am so SO sorry Inoue i completely forgot to set my alarm last night! I'll be down in a minute! Gah what the f-" and he stumbled back, his pajama pants clinging to his bare ankles, barley making it to the mattress. "Just tell them I'll be down in a minute!"
"Oh, o-ok!" She smiled and blinked and went back down the steps quietly. Her face rosy and merry as she tucked a stray curl behind her ear. Ichigo on the other hand was finding, removing the bottom half of his pajama pants to be quite difficult.
"Sh*t." he hissed as he manage to pry his feet from each leg whole with a scowl.
"Could'ja be any more loud there Ichi? Some people still tryin' ta sleep 'er."
Ichigo's point of viewXx
I just looked back at the bed. At the lump still curled up by the wall. And in all honesty I forgot about Orihime and Rukia. Didn't even know if Renji had decided to come too but he was the farthest thing from my mind. I could care less about finding my pants in the clutter that was my room, or the plans that i'd miss placed for the day's events. Who carried what we were doing, I didn't. What time was it? I didn't know. But i knew that i wasn't alone in my room this time. This time - i didn't wake up alone.
My hand glided across the sheets and i slid further back onto the mattress in a haze. My hand went over his calf and my eyes fell on what i guessed was his back. He tensed and pulled the blanket higher over his head.
I pulled it off.
He clamped his eyes shut and refused to look at me. Fell in on himself, shrinking back against the wall.
I just watched him do it. Couldn't tare my eyes from his face. "Y-you're still here?" I stammered almost out of air. The mark i'd given him had bruised over nicely. I slipped ever closer. Let my palm fall over his neck. "Why are you . . . " I faded out - did I even want to ask? I mean didn't want to know . . .
He rolled over on his back and batted his eyes at me. "Don't you have friends waiting for you?"
"No." His eyes clicked with mine, blue to brown. I tried to find something in them but i couldn't, and I wondered if he had found anything in mine.
"ICHIGO come on!" Renji shouted from the steps. I looked back at the closed door, then back to where he was - sitting up. Sitting up in bed looking back at the door, the nob, most likely the people behind it and down the stairs. The people waiting for me. He smiled. Just a crack, a sweet, innocent, perfect smile before it slipped back into a dry grin.
"No one you say?"
"No one. No one at all." All i saw was him. All i could possibly see was him. His eyes. His mouth. The way has tan skin hugged his body. The way his dark lashes fanned his flesh with every subtle blink he made while his deep blue eyes were looking at me - only at me. Gawd i was so head over heels for him, it wasn't even funny. "No one." I repeated as i leaned in. His head tilted, like a puzzle piece to fit against my own. I could feel his breath splay against my lips. Smelt his scent, sweet as it was as it began to mix with mine once again. Hear his shallow inhale - his low soft exhale. Closer and closer i creeped to him and him to me.
"ICHIGO!" and he jerked back wildly within seconds.
"Yeah NoOne's down there, and he's definitely pissed off your making him wait." He pushed me back. "Go get dressed." It was deflating to say the least, and i'd be pissy with Renji for the rest of the day weather he knew why or not, but i sighed defeatedly.
"IM COMING! DON"T GET YOUR PANTIES IN A BUNCH!" I looked back at Grimm to see if he'd give me one last chance to steal a kiss. I tried to go back in again but he brushed me off. I should have expected that.
"Go on, you have places to be." He slid back into bed with a smile. As if he couldn't have planned it better. I pushed off and started to kick around clothes until i found another pair of pants from days gone by. Found a decent enough shirt, some socks, got one hand on the door knob, the other trying to get a shoe on one of my feet. I looked back at him. He looked at me. We both recognized the other's presence but said nothing. I nodded to him, opened the door. He blankly looked at me and i waited for him to say goodbye but nothing came, and I didn't really assume he would.
"See ya." I mumbled not really looking back.
"Hey." So of course i was pulled back into the door way, like a magnet I couldn't seem to tare myself from him. He was pulling himself back up from the sheets, pulling the pillow in to his lap. His head bobbed back and his lips cracked in to a smile. And i almost smiled too.
"Don't be such a lil prick next time you wake up and i'm not there. I mean we can't all sleep around the clock like you do princess." He grinned that sh*t eating grin, and a frowned. One foot back in the room when -
"Ichigo what the f*ck man, seriously!" I could here Renji taking to the stairs and i frantically had to pull the door shut behind me. Yank the door closed so a certain vampier best-ie didn't find a certain teal werewolf bf in a certain um- MY ROOM. I was on kill duty, not f*ck duty. As if we had even gotten that far - ha. I slammed the door shut as he silently waved goodbye, smugly curling up in my bed, without me. I herded pineapple head back down to the living room and began to cool the gang who had been left to simmer. I'd deal with a certain someone later - if he was even still there later.
Grimmjow's Point of ViewXx
I watched his little b.f.f.'s as they ambled out the door. Down the street to do whatever it is that they do together. And watching them it made it all the more certain . . . we were from to different worlds. Somehow the line being drown between them was staring to get blurry. I wanted somewhere to be apart of his world if that meant keeping him the h*ll out of mine.
For more reason's then one - keeping him far away from mine. and me. and my pain. My f*cking pain.
Never did i say i was a perfect guy ok. Never did i say i'd be faithful or that id be a shoulder to cry on when your hurt. That when you feel sh*tty or i've hurt you're feelings that i'd cave in like some puss and say i'm sorry. Cus i won't. So don't expect it from me.
I watched as his group faded off down the street, maybe around a corner - I don't know. I flung myself back against the bed. I'd be gone before he got back so i thought - why not sleep awhile? My skin trembles like ice was sliding over my flesh. Once he was finally out of sight I curled up in the sheets till they were a cocoon around me . . . or a coffin sense it brought me no warmth and anyway I could just f*cking die here. I'd be completely ok with that. I'd rather die here actually, rather here than anywhere else. That's how i know for sure i never will - at least not by him. Maybe Ichigo might muster up the strength to do away with me in my sleep . . . but i'd be ok with that. Him, him doing it, that was something different.
My fingers came up to my throat . . . where Ichigo had just draped his own fingers just seconds before. As if his touch was still there somehow or maybe if i closed my eyes i could pretend it was. It was confusing - i wanted him. I tensed up as if i'd died and all my muscles turned to stone because . . . I think I feared it would become something more than that, something more than just carnal wanting. sex. More than a situation i was able to take advantage off, one that could keep my mind busy and maybe divert my sucky life away from other things. Let me forget. I just want to forget.
And i shook even more, knowing . . . it could never have been like that - carnal. Just being with him brought me that much closer to the end. Pulled me into the darkness, and that's when i knew . . i'd run after him even if it meant plunging further into the darkness. It could grab hold of me, pick apart my flesh with fibers of muscle stringing from it's jaws. It could have me whole if it wanted. Break me if it wanted. If only it meant I had a chance to find light in it all.
And that . . . that was the worst of it. For a man who's lived, forever, in the darkness. Slept and ate and breathed - Lives in this f*cking g-d awful darkness. I don't think i could look myself in a mirror if it meant i'd actually see what I was . . what i'd become - a monster.
Somethings are just best kept in the darkness.
What i'm afraid of . . is that I'm one of them.
