A/N: Finis! Wow, I can't believe I'm done already! It's been so much fun, and I thank all who took the time to read and review! *Huggles* Yu guys rock. :D
Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine, but Jakeru is. :3
Warnings for various drabbles include: A/U, potential OOC, smut, fluff, WAFF, angst, etc.
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91. Freedom
Inside his cell was dark and dank, the only meager light coming from the small window above his head which would have been too high to reach even if he had not been in chains.
Suddenly, the cell door clanked and jangled open as it was pushed to the side and someone carefully made their way over to him. Whoever it was must have thought he was going to be complacent because soon, he was unlocked and unchained from the wall and before the person knew it, he was on them with a hand on their throat about to crush their windpipe with a snarl on his lips. Voices shouted and more people were about to come into his cell, but the one under him stopped them with a single hand in the air as wide tea colored eyes stared up at him, making him pause before slowly retracting his hand and nimbly leaping away from the stranger.
They eyed each other warily, before he cocked his head to the side. This young man didn't look like one of those usual ugly brutes known as the slave traders that ran this little hole of hell, so he must be a potential buyer then.
The stranger, beautiful with his soft brown eyes and bright orange hair that was almost as unusual his own sky blue, slowly stepped closer, holding up his hands to show the feral man that he meant no harm. Wild cyan eyes never left those lovely honey pools as the blunet instinctively backed himself into a corner. "It's all right," the orange haired man soothed in a pleasant baritone voice, and he allowed himself to relax a smidge at the sound but remained alert. "I'm not here to hurt you…"
Still moving ever so slowly, the other finally reached out to him, hesitating only a moment to see if he would attack again before resting his hand on the side of his face. He didn't do anything right away, but when the stranger began to gently thumb his cheekbone, he cautiously nuzzled into the touch and was rewarded with a kind smile.
"Hello, I am Prince Ichigo. What is your name?" the orange haired man inquired.
"…Grimmjow," he croaked, voice rough and gravelly from being unused for so long.
"Grimmjow…" the Prince murmured, tasting the name, "Would you like to get out of here then, Grimmjow? Get out and be free?"
"…Free?" he asked huskily.
"Yes. I shall set you free as well as everyone else living here in these horrid conditions. The owners of this establishment have been arrested and will be put on trial. You, in the meantime, may choose to go off on your own path after this or choose to stay at the castle. It's up to you." Then the Prince bit his lip and Grimmjow suddenly couldn't help but want to take it into his own mouth to suck and nibble at. "Though I do hope you decide to stay…with me."
He looked up into warm hopeful tea eyes and after a moment nodded his head once, feeling something flutter in his chest at the brilliant smile he received in return.
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In the end, he and a few other former slaves decided to stay, him by Ichigo's side as his personal guard and consort – his first act of freedom once he was finally outside the now outlawed slave house for the very first time in his life – and the others as well-paid and cared for servants to the rest of the castle for they had no where else to go, not that they wanted to leave their coveted savior in the first place.
Grimmjow wore his new royal attire and velvet collar that bore the Kurosaki family's coat of arms with pride, and though it was true that the collar was a mark of ownership and that Grimmjow would have despised to be labeled anyone's pet in the past, he gleefully showed off the collar – which looked more like a pendant necklace anyway – if it was for Ichigo.
He followed his ward everywhere, wild blue eyes and sharp sense of hearing always on the lookout for potential threats, and could be seen always precisely three steps behind and to the right of his Prince, kneeling down onto one knee at his place by the orange haired man's side whenever Ichigo stopped for more than a moment. He purred when he felt slim yet strong fingers stroke his baby blue hair and nuzzled the royal's hip affectionately, snaking a possessive arm around Ichigo's lower thigh as the other spoke with one of his advisors.
Life was good, and when he wasn't protecting his sweet little strawberry Prince during the day, he made sure to keep their nest – in the form of a king sized bed – warm during their nights together while he waited for his mate and Master to join him among their midnight satin sheets.
After all the pain and suffering he went through all his life, the deities had finally smiled upon him at last, which was echoed by his own personal God standing in the doorway of the bathroom, and Grimmjow returned it with a feral grin, opening his arms to catch his laughing mate who had ran and pounced on top of him with no intention of ever letting go.
92. Tea Cup (takes place after #69. White)
They were in another meeting with the rest of the Espada and of course Aizen and the other two shinigami traitors, but Ichigo wasn't paying attention to them at the moment.
Instead he was focused on feeding his beloved Master a slice of strawberry shortcake that he'd made with the cooks in the kitchen from his usual perch on the blunet's lap, licking up some that had missed its mark at the corner of his mouth. He smiled when Grimmjow purred into his ear and intense blue eyes stared into his own gold-on-black, before he turned a bit and placed the plate and fork onto the table in front of them before reaching out for the warm cup of tea beside it.
Taking a sip, he then placed his mouth over Sexta's and gently parted his lips to allow the tea to pass through, careful not to let any escape the liplock. Grimmjow's purr deepened as well as their kiss, which made him moan quietly before they parted.
"Tastes good," Grimmjow muttered, nuzzling his cheek against the orange haired young man's bone fragment – a piece of the upper portion of his Vizard mask – that clung to a quarter of his face on the right side over one inverted amber eye.
"Thank you, Grimmjow-sama. I'm glad with how it turned out too," he said, petting his Master's baby blue hair near his temples.
The blunet smirked up at the new Cero Espada, and reached up to thumb the two red slash marks under his precious mate's left eye, "Wasn't talkin' about the cake, Ichi-pet."
93. Easter (takes place in the 'My Strawberry Kitten' universe and inspired by a pic I saw on y!gallery: http:// yaoi.y-gallery .net /view/670329/ XD)
"Ahnyah!" Jakeru exclaimed cheerfully, throwing his arms up into the air. His brother merely smiled and grabbed two colorful eggs – one orange and the other blue – from the basket. Jakkie took the one handed to him and they giggled, before they broke apart the eggs to reveal the treats inside, devouring them with glee.
Orihime, who was dressed as the Easter bunny – which was appropriate seeing as she was a bunny – giggled and cooed over the cubs with her other friend, Rukia, another bunny hybrid. The two were again babysitting for Ichigo as the neko was had his hands full with pleasing his Master in their bedroom.
"A-ahh…nyah!" he mewled, writhing under his Master as the other teased and caressed him in all the right places. "M-Master…"
"Shh…don't want the others to hear you, do ya?" Grimmjow smirked up his pet's body before continuing on his journey downwards.
Suddenly Ichigo jumped, and glared down at the blue head between his legs, "Master, that is NOT where Easter eggs go!"
94. Halloween (takes place in the 'My Strawberry Kitten' universe)
"Aw, you two look so cute!" Ichigo cooed, kneeling down to kiss each of his cubs on the head. Jakeru giggled happily as his patted the sides of his plump pumpkin costume, a little green hat with a big pumpkin leaf and a curly vine – as well as slits for his tiger ears – snug on his head, while Shiro scowled down at what he was wearing.
"I look stupid," the albino 5-year old pouted, and attempted to cross his pale arms over his chest with the plush blueberry costume on his small body. A white tiger ear flickered next to his green blueberry leaf hat and his tiny ivory striped tail that was poking out from behind the costume twitched with agitation.
"Oh, no you don't Shiro," Ichigo scooped up his little blueberry into his arms and snuggled him, "You are adorable, both you and your brother." The older hybrid purred reassuringly.
"…Okay. If ya say so, Mum," Shiro muttered reluctantly, reaching up to fiddle with the neko's witch hat as he tolerated his Mum's cuddling.
"Are we gonna go trick or treating now, Mama?" Jakeru asked excitedly.
Ichigo smiled and ruffled his hair, "Yep! But first, let's go find your Daddy and see what he's going to be this year, hm? I think he's gonna be a vampire. What do you say we go ambush him in the bathroom?"
The twins grinned, "Yeah!"
95. Christmas (takes place in the 'Stray universe')
"Whee!" Little Jakeru shouted as he was about to dive into the pile of presents under the Christmas tree.
"Whoa there. Not so fast, Squirt," Grimmjow's white armored tail shot out from around him and wrapped itself around the enthusiastic cub's middle, "Gonna get yerself hurt."
"But Daddy…!" Jakeru whined, and pouted when he was lifted up into muscular arms to keep him in place.
"Patience, Squirt," the blunet smirked, and purred when Ichigo came out of the kitchen to join them on the couch, nestling against his side after grabbing a wrapped gift for Jakkie to tear into, "We're gonna enjoy this as a family, all right?"
"Mm, 'kay!" And because his cub was so goddamn cute, Grimmjow bent down and snuffled baby soft tangerine hair before he tickled the little tike just to hear him shriek in joy as his mate's own pleasant laughter rang in his ears at their antics.
96. Rain (takes place in the 'Stray' universe)
It was raining outside, but that was all right because it was the perfect excuse to stay inside and cuddle; however, with his gorgeous little strawberry studying with Shuuhei for their exams, Grimmjow had pounced and pinned an indignant Kensei down to play with him in the meantime.
Right now, they were on the floor in their humanoid forms, Kensei on his stomach looking through a manga disinterestedly while Grimmjow lounged on top of his back, reading over his muscled shoulder. Quickly abandoning that task, the panther entertained himself with licking and delicately nibbling at a soft mouse ear nearby instead, nuzzling his cheek against short, fine silver hair in contentment as a deep purr started up in his chest.
Kensei grunted and threw him a half-heartedly annoyed look but then rolled his golden eyes heavenward before turning back to the manga, having no choice but to tolerate the tom cat's teasing.
From their vantage point on the couch, Shuuhei cocked an eyebrow as Ichigo shook his head in fond exasperation, and they shared an amused glance before continuing to look through their notes while the sound of rain gently pattering against the window as well as Grimmjow's purring peacefully filled the room.
97. Food (A/N: Takes place in the 'Envy' universe, so more supergay ahead. XD)
They slowly opened up the oven, peeking in to see if their yellow cake was done before Shiro poked a toothpick into it and pulled it out to check. Nodding, he put on a pair of oven mits and carefully took the cake out, Grimmjow shutting the door for him once it was and turned the dial to 'Off'.
As they waited for the cake to cool down, the tall blunet man decided to start whipping up the butter cream frosting from scratch, making Shiro sample it when he was done.
"Mm, s'good," the albino mumbled, and licked his lips. He watched in fascination as Grimmjow expertly frost the cake with a baking spatula after making sure it was cooled down enough, before scooping the rest of it into a piping bag and decorating the cake with intricate designs.
"Can ya half some of those sweetened strawberries fer me? They're on the second shelf in the fridge," Grimmjow muttered, putting the last details on the cake.
"'Kay," Shiro said. Slice, slice, slice. Soon, the cake was complete after Grimmjow strategically placed the strawberry slices where he wanted them to go. "It's so beautiful," Shiro sniffed in jest and the two men grinned at each other before cleaning up and taking their culinary creation to present it to their lovers who were sipping tea in the living room.
"Oh my," Ulquiorra murmured, impressed as he place his tea cup on its saucer.
"Wow," Ichigo's eyebrows shot up at their simple yet delicious-looking masterpiece. "I didn't think you guys could do it," he smirked.
They gave him a mock-frown. "Yeah, well, we did," Grimmjow retorted as Shiro pouted and stuck his blue tongue out at his cousin, "so shut up and enjoy it 'cause I bet it's as good as the food you two made us."
"Now do ya want a piece 'er not?" Shiro grunted and brandished a knife he'd taken from the kitchen as well as plates and forks.
Ichigo and Ulquiorra shared an amused, knowing glance as the bigger albino began to cut the cake, silently giggling with the knowledge that their big bad boys could bake, and rather well judging by their first bite.
"Mmm," Ichigo moaned, eyes fluttering close in pleasure, "it's yummy."
"Quite," was all Ulquiorra could say as the Lolita savored the taste. Suddenly emerald green eyes flashed open and slid over to the two, a challenge twinkling in their depths, "So, can you two make anything else?"
98. Dance
They were locked in battle, almost dancing around each other as swords slashed and blasts were fired. Taken by surprise by a close range getsuga tenshou, Grimmjow fell from the artificial sky of Urahara's basement to the ground below, landing on his back in a painful whoosh as the breath was knocked out of him.
Ichigo floated down gently after him while the dust settled, his feet touching down on either side of the ex-Espada's waist as he towered over the fallen arrancar in his triumph. "I win," he chimed in cheekily, hands on his hips in a victory pose.
Grimmjow grumbled before hitting the backs of his mate's knees, forcing him to buckle down and straddle his waist. "Guess yer 'on top' tonight, eh?" he grinned lecherously, licking the remaining piece of the Vizard's mask that clung to his forehead over his eye.
The orange haired man rolled his inverted eyes heavenward but wrapped his arms around the blunet's neck nonetheless. "Pervert," he murmured teasingly, and chuckled into the kiss his purring lover pulled him into.
Guess sparring was put to a halt for the day as the two thought up of better things to do with their time…
99. Evolution (A/N: Takes place in the 'Stray' universe and inspired by my icon. :3)
Around the apartment hung all kinds of pictures of Ichigo and his friends and family, but out of all of them, Ichigo's favorite would have to be the large photo of his baby boy Jakeru, the centerpiece and start of a web of other photos showing how his cub had grown through the years.
It had been taken by a professional photographer at the mall all those years ago shortly after Ichigo and Grimmjow had found the cub on the clinic's doorstep. In the photo, little Jakkie was sitting down with a soft pink background behind him as he reached up to keep his tiger face hat on his head. Dressed in his little sailor's outfit, big brown doe eyes looked back in innocent curiosity as his tail perked up by his side. He was so cute.
Beside the baby picture and recently added to the collection was a photo of Jakeru at his graduation, standing beside his proud parents as he beamed at the camera and held up his diploma.
Where did all the time go? It was amazing how fast it flies by.
100. 6:15 PM (takes place in the 'Stray' universe)
Ichigo sighed and looked at his watch. 'At least Grimm will be happy to know I'll be home early,' the young man mused before hopping off the train and walking the short distance back to his apartment.
When he unlocked the door, the smell of dinner hit his nose and he inhaled it with relish, releasing it slowly through his nostrils as he meandered into the kitchen area.
There he found the rice cooker cooking and Grimmjow frying a nice sized fish in a pan, little Jakeru hanging from his baby carrier on the larger hybrid's back and eating small pieces of fish his Daddy first blew on to cool before handing to him to nibble on, kicking his little feet idly.
How sweet. "I'm home," he announced, and two pairs of slitted eyes turned to him.
"Mama!" Jakeru chirped, stuffing the rest of his fish into his mouth before reaching out for him. Ichigo smiled and carefully lifted his baby boy out of his carrier, cooing and cradling him close. Jakeru giggled and nuzzled against his Mama while Grimmjow turned around and purred, doing the same.
"Welcome home, Master," the tom cat rumbled, giving his mate a kiss, nipping at his bottom lip.
Ichigo hummed, a quietly content smile lighting up his face, "What's for dinner?"
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A/N: And now for my surprise announcement: Since I'm so close to my goal, whoever leaves me the 100th review will get to request a GrimmIchi one-shot from me! :D Exciting, no? Yea, I thought so; probably not. -_-* XDDD Haha! Can't wait to see who gets it, so please review! Don't ferget yer manners!