A/N:
Fact: This is the second time i wrote this A/N, because stupidd FF decided to erase this part even after i clicked save. Does that happen to you guys? Ugh.
Well, blahblah i forgot everything i wrote up here, something about yay sorry this is after Christmas and something about copy and paste the link below to see the pug i think looks like Elf.
http: / media. photbucket. com/ image/ pug/ Teddylover_2008/ pug20black. jpg? o=23
oh, and something about remove the spaces to see it. thanks.
Chapter Warnings: CHEESY-NESS! XD
Characters Introduced: Elf
Pug: A small sturdy dog of an ancient breed originating in China, having a snub nose, wrinkled face, squarish body, short smooth hair, and curled tail.
Ichigo's heart was beating as he walked down the hallways towards his room. Urahara, Yoruichi, and he had returned back to Las Noches soon after completing the mission. Ichigo was just excited to be back, and he was super ecstatic to be able to see Grimmjow. It was now one in the morning, Christmas day. Outside it had been snowing, and Ichigo had grimaced at the sight. He was sick of the snow, and the main reason for that was only because Ichigo loved the summer so much. The summer flowers and the warm sunshine on his skin was enough to get Ichigo hooked forever. Winter always seemed to get Ichigo in the 'bah-humbug' mood.
The orange head smiled as he neared Grimmjow's room. With a deep breath, Ichigo pushed inside with an enthusiastic look on his face. He frowned slightly as he made into the empty room, and looked around to see if the bluenette happened to be somewhere random in the room. Quietly he made his way to the bathroom, carefully stepping over a floor full of discarded items, and peeked into the dark bathroom.
"Grimm?" Ichigo turned on the light switch and glanced around the messy room. Apparently the one person Ichigo was looking for just so happened to be missing.
Grumbling to himself, Ichigo shoved his hands into his pockets and waltzed out of the room, not even bothering to close the door behind him. The teenager was just so upset that he couldn't find Grimmjow, so he wasn't bothering with anything until he found the other teen.
Ichigo passed the library and glanced in through the small window on the door. It was empty, except for the stuffy librarian sitting at the desk nose-deep in a dusty American novel. Ichigo groaned in annoyance.
When he didn't want to find Grim, he found him. When he wanted to find him, he couldn't. Figures, huh?
By the time Ichigo reached him room he was starting to feel a little blue. He was thinking about taking a nap and trying to look for Grimmjow again after he was rested, but as he opened the door to his room Ichigo noticed something was off. He tensed as he flicked the light on and took a defensive stance, wandering who could possibly be in his room.
Ichigo could have laughed when he noticed the mop of blue hair sticking out from underneath the covers on Ichigo's white bed. His hand collided with the cool metal of the doorknob as he closed it, and the smell of Grimmjow's casual cologne surrounded Ichigo.
Ichigo stepped onto the bed's platform, and for a moment all Ichigo did was gaze at the other teen sleeping soundly. Another smile graced Ichigo's lips as he gently brushed a stray lock of hair off of Grimmjow's forehead. Grimmjow stirred lightly, and with a groan he opened his teal eyes.
"Ichi?" Grimmjow's voice was still thick with sleep, but once his eyes cleared and he noticed Ichigo standing there Grimmjow shot up with a smile.
"Ichigo! Are you okay? How did the mission go?" Ichigo laughed and sat down next to Grimmjow. The teal-haired teen pulled the covers back and slung one side over the both of them as they dangled their legs off the side of the bed.
"Yeah, I'm perfectly healthy. Everything went fine, not a scratch on anyone except Abari."
Grimmjow sighed and slumped over in relief. "Then who was the other body found outside the building? I was watching the news, and they said two bodies were discovered. I thought it was you…" Grimmjow looked longingly at Ichigo's form. He had missed the orangette so much, and couldn't possibly imagine what life would be like without him now.
Ichigo looked at him puzzled. "I didn't kill anyone except for Abari…maybe he fell from the window? It's not unlikely."
Grimmjow took a deep breath to calm his racing heart. "Maybe," he sighed. "Maybe not, but you know what? None of that matters right now. I'm just so glad you made it back in time for Christmas."
"Christmas?" Ichigo gasped. He had forgotten all about that specific holiday until now, and that was mostly because he had been focusing so hard on the Abari case.
"It may be early, but today is definitely Christmas."
"I can't believe I forgot. I didn't get anybody anything." Ichigo was hit by a large wave of guilt. He remembered now, that the hints of the holiday were still sitting obviously throughout the hideout. Ichigo mentally slapped himself as he remembered seeing the pretty wreaths hanging in the lobby, and the white Christmas tree that was in the library. He had seen them, but he had been too stupid to even think about why it was there.
Ichigo groaned and covered his face with his palms. They were still rough and sore from climbing the skyscraper earlier, but they were doing a good job at hiding him from the world.
"Hey, come on now. Don't get sad just because you didn't get anyone presents. I think everyone is grateful enough that you made it back to us." Grimmjow grinned as he saw Ichigo's body lose some of the tension in it.
Ichigo pressed his hands tighter to his face in embarrassment. He let out a muffled 'You're a mushball' before leaning into Grimmjow's side.
"If you think I'm a mushball now, just wait till you see your gift." The teal haired teenager reached over and gently pulled the hands away from Ichigo's face. Ichigo's brown eyes met his own, and the older teen laughed softly when Ichigo's face flushed red.
"Don't be like that, Ichi. You're gonna love this." Grimmjow walked over to the opposite side of the bed.
"Close your eyes." Ichigo did as he was told, and closed his eyes tightly together. He was slightly nervous about what he was going to get, but he stopped there and with a firm face Ichigo reminded himself that it didn't matter what Grimm got him, because it was the thought that counted. Grimmjow had gone out of his way to get him a present, even though Ichigo had gone as far as to forget Christmas was even coming.
Ichigo smiled as he felt the air in the room shift while Grimmjow walked back towards him. "Open." Was all that Grimmjow whispered, and Ichigo hesitantly cracked his eyes open.
When Ichigo's eyes met with a set of brown instead of the normal blue, he almost broke his face with the smile he gave.
"I found him at the pound. He looked so cute, and I couldn't walk away and leave him there…" Grimmjow trailed off nervously. Ichigo ran a hand through his hair and swallowed as he eyed the small ball of fur lounging in Grimmjow's arms.
"Here," Grimmjow held the small puppy out to Ichigo. "He's yours anyways."
Ichigo was smiling so wide now that it was practically illuminating the room. Grimmjow could help but mirror the smile Ichigo was emitting.
Ichigo laughed as the small animal instantly went to sleep as Ichigo cradled him with his arms.
"Grimm, I can't believe you got me a pug." Ichigo bit his lip to stop from smiling again, and instead looked up at the other teen. Grimmjow had a light blush on his cheeks, and out of embarrassment he refused to meet Ichigo's eyes. Ichigo almost laughed at how cheesy this whole situation was turning.
"What's his name?" Grimmjow perked up then, and with a happy intake of breath he answered.
"The lady at the pound said they'd been callin' him Elf. I don't know if you want his name to change or what, he's your little guy; name 'im what you want."
"Elf…" Ichigo ran his free hand over the soft fur on Elf's back. He was solid black, and as he slept a long pink tongue stuck out of his mouth.
"He's so cute…" Ichigo sat Elf down on the bed, but the pug didn't seem to mind the transfer. Instead he curled up into a ball and fell right back to sleep.
"Thank you Grimmjow. He's amazing, I love him." Grimmjow let out a happy breath as those words left Ichigo's mouth, and the taller man leaned forward and placed a light kiss on the tip of Ichigo's nose.
"You're welcome. I was nervous, 'cause I didn't think you were really into the small lapdog kind of thing, but I'm glad you like him so much." Grimmjow decided to take a seat next to Ichigo on the bed now, and Elf snuggled in between the two males.
"So, Grimmjow," Ichigo looked away from the man next to him to hide his embarrassment. "Is Elfie like our own little baby?"
Grimmjow didn't exactly know how to react to that, and he showed it openly when his face went slack with shock. When Ichigo finally turned back to look at him, Grimmjow couldn't possibly tell him anything negative. Ichigo was just too cute, and god, his eyes were so persuasive.
With a sigh, Grimmjow let his hand tickle Elf's little black ear. "Only if you're the mom."
Seeing Ichigo's next smile was definitely worth losing some dignity over.
Ichigo yawned as he stretched, well, tried to anyways.
"For such a small dog, you sure do take up a lot of room." Ichigo complained as Elf lifted his head to look at his new owner. Currently, Ichigo was lying on about four feet of bed, whilst Elf was comfortably stretched across the rest of it.
"Don't give me that look young man. I'm the mom; I deserve more bed space than you." Elf tilted his head to the side as he tried to comprehend what Ichigo was saying to him.
"Aw, forget it. Come on, let's go get breakfast. But first, we need to go wake up daddy." Ichigo climbed out of the comfortable bed, and made his way over to the closet to throw on his uniform. He wished that he could go downstairs and enjoy breakfast in his pajamas like all normal people do, but alas, this was the assassin world, and in the assassin world you have to look professional at all times.
After getting his clothes on and brushing his teeth and hair, Ichigo started off towards Grimmjow's room with Elf in tow. The hallways weren't bustling like normal and Ichigo figured it was either because they were already awake and eating breakfast, or because they wanted to sleep in a little later since it was Christmas.
Elf stayed close to Ichigo throughout the short walk to Grimmjow's room, but the small dog still sniffed and watched his surroundings closely.
"Come on Elfie." Ichigo called to the dog as he lightly knocked on Grimmjow's bedroom door. Elf padded up to him while the door opened to the room and a sleepy Grimmjow emerged.
Ichigo laughed when he saw Grimmjow's look, but he tugged him into a tight embrace as they made their way inside Grimmjow's messy room.
"Merry Christmas." Ichigo whispered in Grimmjow's ear, and almost instantly Grimmjow was wide awake. He wrung his arms around Ichigo's small waist and pulled him closer to his chest.
"Merry Christmas to you, too." He whispered back, before pulling away from Ichigo and pressing his lips against the others.
It was a sweet kiss, the kind that Ichigo preferred over the sloppy, tongue-filled ones. Those were always a turn-off for him, so the orangette was relieved when Grimmjow kept his tongue in his own mouth. Ichigo let his right hand migrate into the blue hair above him, and he gently curled a piece of the un-brushed hair with his finger. Grimmjow was just about to deepen this kiss when a soft growl echoed in the quiet room. Ichigo pulled his lips away from Grimmjow's, only to find Elf alert and angry next to his feet on the floor.
"I guess he doesn't like it when we kiss…" Ichigo laughed, and reached down to pet the dog. Elf instantly relaxed as Ichigo ran his hands down the black fur.
Grimmjow laughed too as the dog gave him a smug look. "I knew I should have gotten that cat instead. Stupid cock-blocking dog." Grimmjow muttered the last part under his breath, and Ichigo looked up at his confused.
"What?"
Grimmjow gave him a fake smile and covered up what he had just said. "Oh, nothing. Just talkin' to myself like normal."
Ichigo stood up and pushed Grimmjow towards the closet. "If you say so; now get dressed, I'm starving and I'm not going to miss breakfast just 'cause you want to make out before you get ready."
Ichigo turned around while Grimmjow changed, and he could feel heat seeping up his neck at the thought of the almost naked teenager only feet away from him. All thoughts of jumping Grimmjow ceased when his stomach growled loudly, and Ichigo groaned alongside it.
"Just hold your horses. I'll be done in a sec." Grimmjow finally pulled his jacket on while he raced towards the bathroom. "I'm dressed, Ichi, you can turn around now. And tell that dog of yours to stop glaring at me like that."
"He's your dog too! Isn't that right Elfie?" Ichigo bent over and picked the pug up, and Elf instantly relaxed in Ichigo's arms.
Grimmjow reappeared with his hair went with gel and his teeth looking a much cleaner shade of white. Trudging over to his lover quickly, Grimmjow gave Ichigo a quick kiss on the lips. Ichigo smiled at this, and laughed as he felt Elf sigh against him.
"Aw, Elf; daddy loves you too. Give Elfie a kiss daddy~" Ichigo cooed as he gave Grimmjow 'puppy-dog' eyes.
"What? No way am I kissing him. He doesn't like me anyways." Grimmjow tried to escape, but found that he couldn't when Ichigo frowned sadly.
"Don't you love out baby, Grimm?" Ichigo's eyes were wide, and Elf turned to give him the same look.
"Oh, God." Grimmjow moaned, but relented in his argument. With a scowl on his face the blue-haired teen bent over and lightly kissed the dog on the head. Of course, Grimmjow gave Ichigo another kiss as he bent back up. Ichigo's lips were along the way, certainly he was going to make a pit-stop there. Who wouldn't?
"Alright, enough of this. I might survive an assassination, but everyone dies without food, so let's go now! Please?"
"'ight, just stop naggin' me." Grimmjow closed the door behind them as they made their way to the bustling dining-room. They didn't say much as they walked slowly down the hallway, Ichigo's previous want to get to the food as quickly as possible replaced by the thoughts of how much he loved holding Grimmjow's hand as they walked. So instead of running towards the food, Ichigo reluctantly slowed so he could conjoin his left hand in Grimmjow's right. Elf was sleeping on his right arm, which made Ichigo's arm a bit sweaty, but he didn't mind. Mom's never cared if their children got sweat on them.
This was his family. Their family, and it started with two gay men and a pug.
Ending A/N's:
Ah, none really? I'm super tired, but there's no way I'm going to sleep on the last day before school starts back up. No way.
Thanks to my readers, I am very excited about how well this story is going. You guys make me happy! Anyways, thanks to all of you guys. Drop a review on your way out and i might just have to add some lemon to the next chapter to sweeten everything up! I will forwarn you, though, that in the next chapter or two, imma add in a nice droplet of DRAMA!
Everyone likes drama, right? Eh, well i dont know if you'll like whats going to happen, but it's definitely going to happen.
Thank you!
-Ashweeeee:D