I know terrible – I have the dreaded writers block!
Eleven – operation nightmare
Ichigo woke up, okay today was the day... Uryu Ishida was to be captured. Nel and Grimmjow had gone through the plan so many times, it was flawless. Ichigo picked it up quickly and learnt one important thing: criminals were so much more prepared than the law. Grimmjow and Nel had trawled through the heavily detailed plan with ease and little thought it was like they had been doing it all their lives. Grimmjow had thrown a joke about Ichigo playing hero, earning himself a glare from Ichigo.
"Hey!" Grimmjow barked as he shut the door to Ichigo's bedroom "go through it again"
"Fuck off Grimmjow" Ichigo stretched before sitting up in bed "we've gone through it so much it's all I've dreamt about in the past two days since Harribel gave us the damn mission...I've dreamt about you also" he grinned crookedly earning himself a snarl from Grimmjow.
It was worth it to see the teal-haired man's ears and cheeks flush red.
"Shut up" Grimmjow muttered.
"Sit" Ichigo gestured.
Grimmjow walked past the bed and opened the wide window and took out his cigarettes and lit one. He draped himself in a very male-model like way on the window sill and simply stared at Ichigo.
Ichigo sighed and pulled his knees up and rested his arms on them and his chin on his arms "why are you such a prick to me?"
"I'm not" Grimmjow muttered.
"You are, even more so when we first met, and even more after that one night"
Grimmjow muttered something colourful and looked out the window.
"Well? I'm going to be here for a while Grimmjow, you need to tell me...else I'll make sure you go down when everyone else does" Ichigo gave a manic-like grin that did Grimmjow proud.
"You're such a fuckin' idiot" Grimmjow muttered.
"Why?" Ichigo got out.
"Put some damn clothes on!" Grimmjow turned away at the sight of Ichigo's muscled chest.
"Oh I'm wearing boxers" Ichigo teased.
He wrapped his arms around Grimmjow and pressed his head into Grimmjow's back "I...I'm glad you're here"
Grimmjow turned and gave him a look.
"I'm...I'm just glad" Ichigo changed his direction.
Grimmjow sighed and stubbed his cigarette out and turned to Ichigo. He let out a breath before leaning forward awkwardly. Ichigo cocked his head as Grimmjow leaned forward and started to frown even more.
"You wanna fart or something?"
Grimmjow snapped and punched Ichigo "NO! I was leaning forward for a kiss, but YOU are such a fuckin' idiot!" he went back and looked out the window.
Ichigo scratched his head and sighed, he dragged Grimmjow off the window sill and pulled him in for a kiss. Ichigo was surprised as Grimmjow kissed him back more passionately than he could have imagined.
Before he knew it, he was on the floor, under Grimmjow. Grimmjow's lips ravaged his neck and collarbone. Ichigo hissed as Grimmjow's thumb flicked over his nipple. He grabbed Grimmjow's hair and pulled his head back to his own and taking Grimmjow's lips again. Grimmjow's hands were everywhere, and in Ichigo's boxers and on his member.
Ichigo let out a soft pant as Grimmjow's hand began to move up and down the shaft.
HONK!
"Shit!"
"Ow-"
The beep of the car horn caused Ichigo to stiffen and shoot up, but his head connected with Grimmjow's. Grimmjow was now beside the floor on Ichigo holding his head.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Grimmjow hissed.
"Shit, are you okay?" Ichigo sat up and looked over him.
Grimmjow groaned, just when...just when he thought he might be getting quite happy of the idea of being with Ichigo in that way. Someone beeps their fucking car horn. He had to admit, it felt good with Ichigo pressed underneath him...
"Grimmjow?"
"Yeah?" he rasped.
"You okay?"
"Yeah" he sat up slowly and groaned "what the fuck was that?"
"It was a car horn, genius"
Grimmjow gave him a flat look and sat up slowly, before getting up. Ichigo pulled on a discarded t-shirt and walked to the window.
A sleek, silver and black Rolls Royce had pulled up in front of the main mansion. It was flanked by two black Range Rovers, and men dressed in black suits stepped out and were now creating a path from the Rolls Royce to the door below.
Ichigo looked at Grimmjow for any recognition but Grimmjow looked just as curious as him.
The door opened and a woman with dark skin stepped out, she was short and lithe (the dress helped showcase that). She had long, sleek purple hair and Ichigo couldn't really make out her eyes but she was a beautiful woman.
"Well, blow me" Grimmjow smirked.
"Who is that?"
"What rock have you been under? That's Yoruichi Shihoin" Grimmjow explained.
"What? No...wow...why?"
"Apparently her and Aizen were somewhat of a couple...what I'd give to fuck her...Aizen never told us much about his personal life"
"I never knew..."
"Of course not, the Shihoin family wouldn't want the world to know their next heir was dating a criminal. Plus I figured that Aizen, the bastard, actually cared enough about her to keep their relationship under wraps and not flaunt it...like he usually likes to do"
Ichigo frowned, this definitely changed things a lot.
"...What are you thinking, you've got that face on"
"What face?"
"The 'cop' face...the 'I'm thinking really hard' one"
Ichigo shrugged "I'm not thinking of anything"
Grimmjow stood and flexed his muscles "well, get ready we're going to run through the plan, again"
"Oh for fuck's sake, no"
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The plan was to capture Uryu Ishida, while his father Ryuken Ishida hosted the biggest event this side of the country for the 'creme-de-la-creme' of society. It was a foolproof plan, considering half of the 'caterers' and 'waiters' were members/affiliates of Las Noches. But it was up to Grimmjow, Nel and Ichigo to get the boy from the heavily guarded grounds, transport him and back in the complex.
Ichigo pulled at his collar and huffed, the suit while fantastic and probably disgustingly expensive was chaffing him and he didn't like it. He also kept getting damn butterflies in his stomach.
"Stop fidgeting" Grimmjow muttered as he flicked ash out of the open window.
"Grimmjow close the window, my hair is getting messed up"
"Your hair is always messed up" Grimmjow let out a loud laugh, but closed it anyway as Nel gave him a glare.
"Lee" Grimmjow barked into the intercom "make sure you're ready, if we can't get away...I'm gonna kill you"
"Yes sir" came the sturdy reply.
Ichigo watched Grimmjow but Grimmjow's face was simply the bored/pained one he usually had on when he was out of it. Ichigo cleared his throat.
"You were kidding right?"
"About what?"
"Killing him"
"I never joke" Grimmjow said seriously.
Nel shrugged and adjusted Ichigo's collar and looked out the window as they began to slow down. She looked spectacular, her hair had been smoothes into wavy tresses. Her large eyes lined in black and her lashes thick, she wore a simple backless black dress. She smiled at him. Ichigo watched her, she seemed so at ease...it was strange but Nel seemed so...innocent. Unlike Grimmjow, who underneath the slight sociopathic tendencies had a good side underneath it all, Nel just seemed to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
No wonder Grimmjow kept an eye on her.
"We're here"
"Whoop-de-fuckin-whoo" Grimmjow pushed the door open and got out. He appeared on the other side, holding the door open for Nel.
"You ready?" he gave Ichigo a warning look.
Ichigo nodded and stepped out the car. The mansion was a wider, more friendly looking version of the main mansion back in the complex. The walls were draped with flags and banners and tall, built men stood around in dark suits and earpieces attached to them. Grimmjow took Nel's arm and led her up the stairs. Ichigo trailed behind them, looking around...he had never been to anything as fancy as this. He was told not to be surprised if he saw, celebrities, heads of states and big political figures in this soiree. He jogged after them as he realised they were already at the top of the stairs and in the small queue to get in.
Ichigo watched with a little annoyance as women threw curious, and some brave flirtatious, looks at Grimmjow. Grimmjow seemed nonplussed and was too busy teasing Nel to notice a very attractive blonde eye him up and down. Ichigo sighed and stood behind them trying not to be too star-struck. Tatsuki, his ex, had taken him to big events but they were so casual. All he had to do was wear a shirt, smart jeans and shoes and he was good to go.
Grimmjow flashed three invites and after much scrutiny and a smirk from Grimmjow, they were let into the building. Ichigo's mouth made an 'o'. There was fabric draped from the ceiling so it was made to look like the inside of a canopy. Lights glowed from the fabric creating a warm, complimenting glow. The room and wide hallway leading to what must have been the ballroom was decorated with priceless art and immaculately dressed waiters walked around with trays and their napkins at a perfect ninety degrees to their arm.
Grimmjow let go of Nel and grabbed two glasses of champagne and handed one to Nel and Ichigo.
"Well?"
Ichigo held out a hand for Nel and she took it and walked with him.
"it will be fine"
It was Nel and Ichigo's role to play the charming couple who would speak to whoever was around Uryu Ishida and Ishida himself. Grimmjow's role was to take Ishida when the 'opportune moment' came and get him out.
They circled the room slowly, and out of the corner of his eye Ichigo spotted something that wasn't on the rather they hadn't been told. He pulled Nel closer as if in a lover's embrace.
"Nel, why is Yoruichi Shihoin here?"
"What?" she went to turn but Ichigo snapped her forward.
"You think she could...stop us?"
"No, no" Nel shook her head "good spot...I'll flag that to Harribel"
Ichigo nodded and they soon approached Uryu Ishida. He was tall like the file described, and thin...his hair framed around his face. He seemed to be the polite son, nodding and forcing a smile at people who would walk up to him. He made small talk but it seemed he really wanted to talk to the red-head with the kind face, and gentle eyes...
'And huge jugs' Ichigo thought ogling slightly.
Nel pulled Ichigo up and smiled "Hi, Mr Ishida...you don't know us, so we came to introduce ourselves I'm Natalie Oden and this is Ian Kenichi" she beamed a beautiful smile.
Uryu seemed to perk up a bit more at Nel's appearance and pushed his glasses up his nose "Call me Uryu, this is Orihime Inoue" he gestured warmly to the red-head "how are you here?" he asked in his polite voice.
Ichigo thought his voice would be strained and hard but it wasn't "My father run's the Shell bank"
Uryu looked blank.
"Don't worry" Ichigo laughed "it's a small boutique, investment bank...not one of the big giants"
Uryu nodded, seeming to take the story.
Nel filled in the chat mostly and Uryu seemed a little taken by her. However, he would look to the red-head occasionally who would stop shooting glances at Ichigo and smile at him as if to reassure him. Ichigo would join in occasionally. This had gone on for about five minutes and he saw Grimmjow approach. He ran his thumb against Nel's hand, preparing her. Grimmjow was like a big cat, he moved fluidly and gracefully through the crowd. His eyes seem to light up.
When he was about two metres away there was a large click and...the place was thrown into darkness.
Ichigo felt bad as he pulled the red head and gently (if that was even possible) pushed her into the shrieking crowd. Two meaty punches sounded.
"Let's get out of here" Grimmjow muttered. They bounded onto the stage knocking the musicians aside.
Slight chaos broke out when a loud but soft voice rang out.
"Everyone please be calm! I am having my men look into this!"
"That must be Ryuken Ishida" Nel whispered.
Ichigo nodded and jumped off the stage.
"Uryu? Where is my son?"
Ryuken Ishida was quick.
"FIND MY SON!" he bellowed his soft voice now strong.
"Ow!" people whispered.
Ichigo took in large breaths when the air felt less...populated. It seemed a lot clearer. He looked around, his eyes still adjusting to the dark.
"Why the fuck are you two panting? I'm carrying the bastard over my shoulder!" Grimmjow snapped.
"Where the hell are we?" Ichigo asked.
"The second reception!" Nel and Grimmjow said together as if scolding a small child.
"Oh yeah"
"Do it Ichigo"
Ichigo went to the window and waited till guards had ran to the stairs, the only light was from the half moon and that would provide enough light and cover.
Ichigo kicked and kicked at the glass and finally it gave way. He jumped out first, the window was a lot higher than average ground floor windows. He heard Nel land softly.
"Catch him!" Grimmjow had slung Uryu Ishida over his shoulder before Ichigo could prepare himself.
"OOF! FUCK!" Ichigo wheezed as Uryu fell on him.
Grimmjow landed and hurled him over his shoulder like a doll. They raced across the grass.
"Wait there's someone!"
The guard simply looked at them and turned away. Ichigo pursed his lips, this must have been one of the many liaisons of Las Noches. However it wasn't that simple.
"YOU! STOP THERE!"
Ichigo could make out Nel making a sharp left, as she did so she gathered her skirt and launched herself at the protesting guard, legs first. There was a crunch as her heel connected with his cheek. She was soon behind them.
"Good effort Nel, heels and grass" Ichigo breathed.
"That is why a thicker heel is more desirable for the modern lady" she quipped.
The limo came into view and Grimmjow skidded to a halt.
"Oh fuck" he looked out into the car park of tens of similar black limos.
"I hear people!" Nel said in a panicky tone.
"Fuck, fuck" Grimmjow spat.
There was a beep and they ran towards it, the back door was flung open and Ichigo and Nel dived in after Grimmjow.
"Your fuckin' lucky day" Grimmjow breathed "GO! GO! FUCK! GO!"
The limo screeched out as fast as it would go, Ichigo swore he could smell the burning tyres.
Ichigo looked at Nel, who simply went under the seat and pulled out what looked like a compact rocket launcher. Ichigo pressed the button for the roof and Nel stood up out of it. Ichigo stared at her legs and...BOOM! the sound of metal clashing and twisting and failing sounded. There was no alarm...of course not, the power to the whole section of the block had been cancelled even the backup generator for the backup was failing.
As they rounded the corner and onto the expressway, the limo slowed to a more suitable speed but was still going quite fast.
"Wow!" Ichigo's heart was pumping...that was...kind of exciting.
"That was nothing" Grimmjow inspected his knuckles before cracking them "small shit"
"Whatever, at least it was easy...the complicated ones piss me off"
Ichigo looked at the young man slumped on the seat closest to the driver. Grimmjow must have decked him good because he was out cold, his straight nose was now crooked and blood oozed out slowly.
"Fuckin' hell Grimmjow"
"Whatever, man" Grimmjow sighed "so Ichigo, the red head had some eyes for you didn't she?"
"You sound jealous" Ichigo quipped back.
"In your dreams carrot top" Grimmjow snapped.
"Fuck off-"
"Gentlemen, please, please be quiet" she waited for them to look at her before smiling "thank you"
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