Okay guys, I know I said I finished but… I guess I lied haha. This may not even really have a plot but I'll just tie up some loose ends. How Ichigo and Grimmjow get on after meeting the family, what happens to Toshiro, Rukia and Nnoitra, that sort of stuff. Hope you enjoy this hopefully, light-hearted plot from now on ^.^ Thanks for reading again guys and please tell me what you think! :D

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It had been almost a two weeks since the incident with Toshiro and Grimmjow was continuing to keep a close eye on his berry. He was also still pissed at Nnoitra, so he hadn't let him visit yet.

Near the end of the two weeks, Ichigo had told him he was going to his dads and had growled out that he would like Grimmjow to come. Agreeing, feeling quietly pleased that Ichigo obviously felt safe enough to let him get to know his family, they packed their bags and booked a room in Karakura…

Grimmjow growled as Ichigo thrust into him again, clawing his back in approval. The bed creaked and the headboard slammed into the wall, causing it to shudder and flake.

"Fuck yes," Grimmjow cried as Ichigo plunged himself in even harder, kissing his way up Grimmjow's sweaty neck to his cheek then finally to the awaiting lips, parted as harsh breaths were puffed out.

"Grimm, they're-ah…" Ichigo panted in between kisses. "They're going to kick… mh… us out."

"It wouldn't fucki-ah!" Grimmjow glared at Ichigo. The berry was teasing him, alternating between deep, erratic thrusts and slow, short ones and Grimmjow found himself growling in desire, wiggling further down the mattress, forcing Ichigo to go deeper still. "We wouldn't have a fuckin' problem if you didn't-ah fuck…" Grimmjow hissed as he arched his back, Ichigo now continually hitting that sweet spot.

Thoughts were almost impossible; though one did continue to flash through his mind even as he was being swept away in pleasure. Ichigo Kurosaki had somehow taken an unbreakable hold on him. He was changing him, twisting him so even he had no idea who he was anymore. As he bit into Ichigo's neck, his hips thrusting greedily toward Ichigo, he knew he was changed for good. The desire he had for Ichigo wasn't diminishing, nor was his love. If anything, it was growing. He threw his head back as Ichigo smirked into his cheek, hot breath at his ear, another sharp plunge.

"Grimm…" the voice was husky, filled with so many things; lust, amusement, arrogance, pleasure and love and it made him shiver, made him tear at Ichigo's back, moaning wantonly.

He loved this man, the man that now laughed at his expense. Freedom would never be an option, he was a slave to the man he called his lover, and honestly he wouldn't have it any other way.

"What-argh…" Ichigo growled as another shudder shook him and he claimed Grimmjow's lips, allowing him to dominate the kiss. "What were you saying?"

Grimmjow bit into Ichigo's neck again, irritated. Whenever he would open his mouth, Ichigo would snap his hips back in, causing all thoughts to fly out of his head. Finally he managed to pant out, "We wouldn't have a-ah-ah," the words sounded off in a high cry as Ichigo hit into his prostate once again before he growled out the rest quickly, "If you weren't fuckin' me so hard."

"That's…" pant and kiss. "The only way-ah… you like it," Ichigo replied, stroking Grimmjow's rock hard erection, the touch feathery compared to the violent way he was slamming into Grimmjow's awaiting body.

"They won't come in anyway," Grimmjow managed to moan out. The only reason there wasn't a curse in there was because he was afraid he would have made an even more embarrassing noise if he'd continued.

"Yeah," he replied, sucking a mark onto Grimmjow's skin on the side of his neck, hand still puzzling the excruciatingly soft touch over him. "You scared them."

"Me?" the word was bounced out of his mouth as he jerked off the bed.

Grimmjow's release came like a screaming train, hitting him with enough force to make his toes curl, make his body buck off of the mattress and his head roll back in ecstasy along with Ichigo who drove in once again, scrunching his eyes shut as he began to see white and arching his back when he reached his climax, Grimmjow's name continually extended at an ever increasing pitch, his seed released into Grimmjow's hot core.

They flopped down and Ichigo crawled over to him, resting his head on Grimmjow's chest, taking a breath to calm his still heavy breathing and rapid heartbeat. "Yes you. When you came in to ask for a room, the lady was almost crying."

Grimmjow's lip curled as he ran a hand down Ichigo's arm. "The only reason I was getting irritated was because she was staring at you like she… I don't know… like she was imagining running her hands all over your body. It pissed me off."

"Is that why you wanted to do it the minute we got in the door…" Ichigo raised an eyebrow even as he raised his head, smirking at the larger man.

"Plus, she was fuckin' taking too long to tell me if she had a room or not," he added, sneering at the look that Ichigo delivered.

"You looked like a thug."

Grimmjow tugged on a few strands of Ichigo's hair with his teeth, making him growl in protest. "If you didn't fuckin' like it, we still could have stayed at your dads place."

Ichigo stiffened beside him before he scowled. "No way would I stay at goat chins place. Besides, we're here to visit them anyway, there's no reason to spend even more time than necessary there. Also, you told me you didn't like the idea because we couldn't fuck."

He snarled, his hand moving to Ichigo's back, running up and down the tanned skin, enjoying the heat radiating from his body, the way his muscles rolled under his touch, the light goose bumps appearing and Ichigo's shudder of pleasure. "Of course I didn't fuckin' like it. I mean, I don't even like the idea of not doing it once during the day but not being able to do it for a week…"

Ichigo laughed into the sun kissed chest, placing his hand across it and resting his chin on his hand as he watched him. He really loved him. Even his irritated face was gorgeous. The way his eyebrows dipped, his cerulean eyes burned, the light lips pushed forward slightly… Ichigo sat up a little, planting a kiss on the furrowed brow.

Grimmjow's face cleared as he looked up questioningly at Ichigo.

"I love you Grimm."

Grimmjow glowered playfully, biting onto Ichigo's lip before kissing him. "And you had to look so fuckin' serious to tell me that?"

Ichigo gave a small snort, hands on either side of the now cooling face, breathing into the cobalt hair, enjoying the naturally spicy scent of his lover. He sighed, relishing the kisses that Grimmjow now delivered to the nape of his neck and stared out the window. Tomorrow was the day.

"What's wrong?" Grimmjow asked, encircling the lithe waist, kissing his collarbone. He had been tense all day, off somehow. He knew it had something to do with the trip home and so had hoped that being here would calm him-apparently not.

Ichigo hummed, stroking his hair as he stared off into the distance. "It's tomorrow."

Not wanting to push him, Grimmjow simply continued to caress his back, kissing him and nibbling him as he pleased, feeling smug when he noticed the marks he had left on the caramel skin.

"June 17th."

Biting lightly on a nipple, he grinned when Ichigo arched his back a little, chest heaving slightly at the touch. "And…?"

"It's the day my mum died."

Grimmjow didn't reply, continuing his activities.

"I'm glad you're here Grimm."

He snorted at that, giving Ichigo's nipple a harsh lick, sucking it now. "Not as fuckin' glad as I am. A full week with none of your friends, university shit and band to interfere is fuckin' fantastic for me. I get to fuck this perfect body whenever I want." To prove his point he pushed his thumb into the slit at the sensitive head of Ichigo's newly formed erection.

Ichigo moaned, shaking in pleasure, his fingers gripping into Grimmjow's hair, head falling back as Grimmjow's tongue flicked over his hardened nub.

"Everything's okay Ichigo. There's no need to worry," Grimmjow rumbled out through kisses that trailed burning lines across his now hitching chest. "It'll be okay."

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"Brother!" the cry was bright, excited and full of love. Small hands emerged from the open front door followed by the still slight body of Yuzu.

Ichigo barely had time to even register the movements before Yuzu's arms were around his neck, smile beaming into his chest.

He chuckled quietly, hugging her back gently.

"About time you got here Ichi. We can't wait for you forever you know." Karin stepped out as well, hands in her shorts pockets, levelling a half-hearted glare in his direction.

As he released one arm from its grip on the ash blond hair, he held it out, inviting Karin to join. "Hey Karin."

Self-restraint gone, Karin also joined Yuzu, once serious face replaced with welling tears of joy as she tightened her grip around the broad shoulders of her brother.

You're home Ichi.

"Yuzu, Karin," the names were whined out as Isshin came into view, carrying three back backs awkwardly in his large arms. "Why aren't you helping dadd-"

He stopped short, face slack in surprise before a grin spread across, bags disappearing from his hands as he raced forward. "Family hu-"

Karin removed her foot from his gut, still clinging to her brother. "Dad, stop being an idiot."

"How come you guys get a hug but I don't?" He pouted.

"Dad, you should finish getting everything ready," Yuzu prodded him gently.

"Fine, fine!" he muttered, straightening. His face turned soft and serious all at once, a tender smile revealed. "It's been a while Ichigo. I've missed you. You've grown into a good man, my so-"

"Stop crying on me dad, it's gross," Ichigo growled out as the man embraced him, stroking his hair and his shoulders.

Opening his eyes a little, Isshin noticed the slim, blue haired man at last as he stood a little behind Ichigo, his hands in his pockets, watching the scene.

It seemed the girls noticed him too because Yuzu asked, "And who's your friend Ichigo? Is he also coming to say hello to mum?"

Ichigo nodded, shrugging his shoulders when Isshin finally released him. "Yeah, don't you recognise him? He's our old neighbour."

Grimmjow nodded, moving forward to stand next to Ichigo. "Yeah, that's right. The name's Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez."

"He's um… he's my boyfriend," Ichigo added, glancing at Grimmjow as their fingers intertwined.

"Grimmjow huh? Ichigo told us about you," Karin informed him, trying to look disinterested. "He was talking for ages. Saying something like you saved him or whatever a little while back and you and he got together…"

"I did not," Ichigo hissed at her, a sprinkling of red flashing across his face.

"Did he now?" Grimmjow smirked, eyes on Ichigo as he continued on, "And he's told me a lot about you." He looked at Karin now, grinning. "Good to see you again."

Karin just crossed her arms, giving a small 'humph' in reply. "Yeah, yeah."

"Karin," Yuzu scolded, glancing at the raven haired girl before smiling at Grimmjow sincerely, hands behind her back as she bounced on her heels a little. "It's really good to see you too Mr Jaegerjaquez."

"Oh fu-" Grimmjow choked back the word. He couldn't go around swearing like a sailor to Ichigo's little sisters. "God, please, just stick with Grimmjow."

Yuzu nodded, smiling brightly. "Okay, Grimmjow."

"Good to see you again," Isshin rumbled to the man, handing out a hand which Grimmjow took, smiling despite the vice hold Isshin had on it. "I just hope we won't be seeing the back of you anytime soon."

"Shut up dad," Ichigo growled, pushing his dad away as he stalked over to the packs he had previously discarded. "Let's just go already."