Chapter 14

This is the fourteenth chapter of "You can't trap Love"

Hello again and this is the fourteenth chapter of 'You can't trap Love'. "Last time, Ichigo got lost while going back to the camp. Grimmjow insists on going out to search for the strawberry alone. And did I mention that it was nighttime?

Anyway, enough chitchat, let's get on with the story, nya?~

ENJOY!

Ichigo gently leaned against a tree trunk, her eyes barely open and her conscious barely intact. Blood trickled down her entire being, her sword in her weak grip. Her dress was torn beyond repair. She managed to take it off and make a crude shirt and a pair of short pants that went up to her knees. Her horse was lame, more dead than alive. Ichigo felt like she had never more lucky in her entire life.

*Several hours ago, when Ichigo just got lost*

Ichigo walked for a long time, leading her stallion along, trying to find the path again. Her body felt like it had been chipped from a block of ice, and left alone without being properly thawed. She shivered, "It's freezing, and I didn't bring my shawl." Her ears perked in attention when she heard a rustling in the brush.

She turned around, her sword drawn, "Who's there? Get out here." The drunken giggle came out as several bandits came staggering out. Even from a distance, Ichigo could smell the disgusting stench of alcohol drenching the outlaws. One chuckled, shamelessly eyeing Ichigo up and down, "Ain't ya perty lil' thang. Wanna come wit' us? I promise ta make ya feel real~ good."

The orangette scowled horribly, gripping her sword tighter, "Like hell. Get the fucking hell away from me." Another bandit growled and grabbed her wrist, "Fuckin' bitch. Shut up and take it like th' whore tha' ya 're." Ichigo saw red and slashed the bandit in half with one swing. The other bandits watched with sullen eyes as their comrade fell, diced in half from a clean cut.

With that, a mini war broke out through the forest.

*Present timing*

Ichigo sighed, trying to get more air into her lungs, as one of her ribs was fractured. She heard the thundering of hooves in the distance, 'Who on earth's still riding at this time of hour..?' The thundering continued to approach, until, judging by the vibrations from the ground, Ichigo assumed that the horse was now the clearing. She looked up to see blurs of blue hair, and a gruff, yet smooth baritone voice that she knew all too well, "Ichi! Ichi, 're you okay? Hell, I've gotta get you back ta camp..!"

Ichigo was far too weak to put on the mask she normally had on around the blue haired tyrant, and welcomed the warmth that his body radiated, snuggling into it, "Grimmjow, I-I'm sorry I'm causing so much trouble. I'm… so..rry…" Her eyes began to flutter closed, but cracked back open when she felt large calloused hands gently shaking her, "No, Ichi..! You can' go ta sleep now. You'll die if you do..!"

Grimmjow quickly scooped Ichigo up bridal style, and already seeing that Ichigo's horse was already dead, quickly mounted his own horse and rose off, doing his best to shield Ichigo from any further damage.

As soon as they arrived at camp, he roared to the closest servant, "Get fuckin' doctor, now!" The servant sprinted away, going for a doctor, as another servant lead Grimmjow's horse away. The bluenette quickly dashed into his tent and placed her onto the bed, not caring that her blood was lightly staining the sheets. He quickly changed Ichigo's ratty clothing for a warm sleeping gown and a warm cloak. A doctor quickly arrived, "How…uh.. may I be of…" He was interrupted by the bluenette, "Don' gimme tha' formal crap. Take a look at Ichigo."

The doctor bowed and quickly set to work, but after shooing Grimmjow outside. As the blue haired tyrant paced back and forth, Nnoitra, Shinji, Ulquiorra, Toshiro, Gin and Izuru all ran up to him, all on high alert. Toshiro asked, "What's wrong? What happened to Ichi?" Grimmjow growled, "I dunno. But once I find who did this, I'll torture 'im, an' burn him alive."

Izuru silently slipped into the tent, and the group heard muttering and what sounded like medicine recommendations. When Izuru came back out, she sighed, "The doctor says that it seems like she was attacked by multiple peoples, with weapons as well. Her entire being is badly battered, and one of her ribs is fractured. The doctor has given her a medicine that will sooth the pain, and plenty of bandages to wrap her wounds in. She is to stay in bed for one to two weeks, and no intense activities for another two weeks after that."

Grimmjow bursted into the tent, to find it considerably warm. Ichigo was breathing normally now, her chest rising and falling. Her body was gently bandaged up, especially her torso. She was blinking between conscious and unconscious. She managed to see the blurry figure of a man with bright cyan blue eyes and wild sky blue hair, "G-Grimmjow..?" The bluenette griped her hand, "Yea, Ichi..? 'M here." Ichigo spoke in a whisper, as her voice couldn't get any higher, "It… hurts, Grimm…" The bluenette had never been more worried about anything or anyone in his entire life. He stood up, picked up a small vile of a deep greenish brown liquid, spilled a drop of it into a goblet of tea, stirred it thoroughly, and gently propped Ichigo's head up, putting the cup to her lips, "Here, drink up. The doc said it'll help with the pain."

Ichigo gently sipped the liquid, the liquid warming her up again. When she was finished, Ichigo laid back down, and sighed, her conscious coming back to her head, the throbbing pain within her body was beginning to subside. She smiled weakly, "Thank you… Grimmjow. Where are… the others..?" Grimmjow smiled, which had practically never happened before, and spoke in a soothing tone that Ichigo had no idea he was capable of, "They're all sleepin' ya know, as it's late in the night." Ichigo chuckled, "Yea, good point."

There was a small period of silence before Grimmjow took a hold of Ichigo's hand and buried his face into its palm, "I was so worried fer yer safety. Don' ever scare meh like tha' again, 'k?" Ichigo was surprised at the sincerity of the blue haired king's voice. He sounded like a child who so close to losing his mother to terrible illness. She smiled, "Don't be so sentimental. I'm fine, and the people who attacked me were killed as I'm still breathing, right? And that's all that matters, right?" Grimmjow sighed, "I guess so, but still, be more careful, 'k? I don' wanna lose ya. You… I… I love ya, Ichigo, an' I don' wanna lose you. You mean th' entire world ta meh."

The orangette was literally lost for words. Her heart was fluttering like a herd of butterflies during the spring and she felt blood rushing to her face in a fierce blush, "Grimmjow… I don't know what to say. I… I…" Her mouth suddenly felt dry as the awful crumbling tarts the crabby old ex-chef who used to work in the Karakura palace kitchen used to make.

She felt tears welling up in her eyes. Only these tears weren't tears of bitterness, sadness or anger, like her previous ones were. These tears were as precious as crystal, tears of happiness and joy. Toshiro was right, when love was real, this emotion would overpower her sense of reason. Grimmjow saw the tears trickling down his beloved's face, but mistakened them for tears of sadness and confusion. He hastily tried to pursue his strawberry kitten, "I-I know 've been… no' the best person in the world durin' my reign over Hueco Mundo, b-but I can change all tha'. I can…" He was shocked as Ichigo weakly giggled, "Are you listening to yourself, Grimm? You sound a little boy who tried to get out of trouble by making excuses." The bluenette pouted, a light blush coming onto his handsomely chiseled face.

Ichigo smiled at just how cute the cruel king of Hueco Mundo could be when he was embarrassed, but yawned, feeling extremely drained. Grimmjow noticed and stood up from his kneeling position on the carpeted floor, "Try an' get some sleep, Ichi. 'M gonna sleep on the couch tonight." He quickly undressed behind a large folding screen of navy blue with golden designs of the Hueco Mundo court. He was about to turn the light out when Ichigo spoke out again, "What." He looked, and was stunned to see Ichigo scooting over to make more than enough room for him, and spoke with an adorable blush on her face, "I… I don't mind if you sleep in the bed." She hastily added, "As long as you don't do anything perverted, 'k?"

Grimmjow grinned, and mocked innocence, "Now since when would I do somethin' like tha'..?" Ichigo quietly huffed but laid her head on a pillow and closed her eyes. The blue haired king chuckled, dumped out the fire, turned out the lantern and climbed into the large fluffy bed, underneath the quilts. When he was assure that Ichigo was asleep, he gently wrapped his muscular arms around her waist (not her chest, mind you all ;D ) and pulled her closer, partly to keep her warm and partly just to hold her. He whispered, "Good nigh' Ichi. Thanks fer stayin' wit me."

With that, he too, fell asleep, knowing for certain that he'll be sleeping in the next morning. Unknown to him, Ichigo was still awake enough to feel his arms around her and make out the words he whispered, and she admitted that it made her feel safer than anything else. Smiling, she fell fast sleep, seeing as in that she couldn't stay awake any longer.

The next morning, Ulquiorra, Toshiro, Gin, Izuru, Nnoitra and Shinji all met up for breakfast in a private breakfast hall pitched especially for them. Thanks to the girls, the men have managed to ease up on their outrageous expectations for the servants. They no longer expected perfection, and their punishments weren't as harsh anymore. Though it wasn't exactly what the girls were aiming for, it was better than nothing, and besides, it would take time to melt away all the fear the four men have stabbed into the people serving under them over the years.

Shinji sipped a bit of the Izuru's broth, "I hope Ichigo's okay. She seemed really battered up yesterday night, and from what Izuru told us, her injuries are as bad as they look." Toshiro sighed, "Judging from how much blood was on Zangetsu when we took it, she probably took the people who attacked her down with her." Izuru nibbled on the same crumb of bread, a nervous habit of hers, "I'm so worried. Ichigo was never the one to take such serious damage from just a small roughhousing like this."

Gin gently wrapped his arms around her, holding her close in comfort, "It'll be fine. Ichi'll be fine, and everything'll be back ta normal. You'll see." Izuru smiled, "Thank you, Gin." Toshiro stood up eruptly, startling everyone. Ulquiorra placed a hand on his beloved's, "Toshiro, what's wrong?" The whitette had a firm gleam in her teal-emerald eyes, "I've had enough talking. I'm going to visit Ichigo right now." Ulquiorra gave one his rare smiles and joined his snow angel out. The others looked at each other, shrugged and followed out.

They quietly entered the sky blue royal tent, just to find Ichigo and Grimmjow still asleep, Ichigo curled up against Grimmjow's chest, the bluenette's arms securely wrapped around the orangette's waist. Shinji rose an eyebrow, "Um, the last time I checked, Ichigo hated Grimmjow more than anything, and now…" Toshiro finished, "She trusts him enough to allow him to sleep with her, without any perverte advances." Izuru giggled quietly, "I guess you were right Toshiro. Ichigo would've give into her feelings sooner or later. Guess that happened yesterday, when Grimmjow saved her."

Nnoitra grinned widely, "Never though' Grimmy would turn so soft." Gin laughed, watching as the bluenette unconsciously drew the orangette closer to him, nuzzling her orange tresses, "Yea, look a' 'im. Looks like a baby boy wit' his mommy." Ulquiorra just merely shook his head and smiled soothingly. Izuru drew the tent flap back, "Come on, let's let them sleep in. They must still be exhausted from yesterday night."

The couples made their way out of the royal tent, and all decided to go hiking. They walked together until the main clearing not too far away from the campsite and decided to split up, to get some quality time together.

Ulquiorra and Toshiro walked northward, going straight forward from the main clearing, where they promised to meet up at slight sundown. The spring breeze gently rustled all around them. The couple walked in silence, taking in the wonderful sounds of Mother Nature. They finally paused when they came upon the same waterfall Toshiro ran away to for a day. Ulquiorra looked up the magnificent waterfall, all so powerful, "Do you remember, Toshiro? This was where I recognized my feelings for you." Toshiro smiled, taking Ulquiorra's pale hand into her own pale hand, "Yes, and to me, this place is dearer to me than any place on Earth."

Ulquiorra blushed gently. He never felt something so… warm and comforting in his entire life, and he had to admit, it made him feel happy, an emotion that he thought was useless. It made him feel so complete and whole, unlike the empty feeling that he bore his entire life yet. Toshiro giggled, sending tingles up the ravenette's spine, "You're blushing, Ulquiorra." The pale man turned his face around to hide the fiercer blush coming onto his face.

Toshiro laughed, "It's alright, Ulquiorra. Don't be shy. Come on, let's go." The pair strolled up the river, loving the scenery. The river led them to another cliff, the water tumbling down another smaller waterfall. The smaller waterfall formed another river, which ran all the way to the horizon, through a breathtaking meadow, enriched with fully bloomed flowers of all kinds. The birds were singing their beautiful song and butterflies and bumble bees all buzzed around the flowers.

Toshiro smiled serenely, "How beautiful." She squeaked as the ravenette four-star general scooped her up and jumped off the cliff. Toshiro felt as if she was flying as the two flew off the cliff, and Ulquiorra landed safely on his feet into the lush green grass of the meadow.

He reached up and plucked a beautiful purple iris from its stem and placed it into Toshiro's snow white hair. They strolled along for a while. Toshiro noticed that Ulquiorra had something burdening his mind, as if he had a problem that he wanted to voice, but he didn't know how. Finally, curiosity got the best of the whitette, "Ulquiorra..? Are you alright? You look burdened with something." The ravenette was silent before speaking in a controlled tone, "It's just… I have… something to ask… you…" Toshiro rose an eyebrow, "Oh? What is it..?"

Ulquiorra led her to a beautiful spot what overlooked the entire meadow and looked down straight into Toshiro's eyes, " Ever since I saw you that day during the battle of Shikai, I've felt an attraction towards you. I love you more than life itself, everything about you: your personality, your intelligence, your beauty and the fact that you would go to such risks to protect to those who you care for so much. It's as if you were an angel fallen from heaven."

He knelt down onto one knee and took out a simple ring crafted from silver, clever designs carved onto it. Toshiro felt her eyes well up with tears, she was brimming with joy that she was rendered speechless. Ulquiorra continued, "I know we haven't known each other for all that long but, Toshiro Hitsugaya, will you grant me the greatest honor and marry me?" The whitette felt tears trickling down her cheeks as she whispered, "Yes, I will marry you. I'm so happy." Ulquiorra's emerald eyes warmed up with true happiness as he slipped the silver engagement ring onto his future bride-to-be's left ring finger (is it the right or left hand when people get engaged?)

The ravenette general smiled and gently claimed Toshiro's lips with his own. He loved how they felt just as soft and plush as they looked, tasting like dark chocolate and mint. Toshiro's eyes fluttered closed as her arms loosely wrapped around Ulquiorra's neck. When the need of oxygen became urgent, the two pulled apart. Toshiro chuckled, "Toshiro Cifer, it has a nice ring to it." Ulquiorra just smiled and brought Toshiro closer to himself.

Gin and Izuru strolled along a crude dirt path, just enjoying each other's company as well as hand and hand. The silverette would occasionally point out a special type of bird or plant, making his own comment on it. That opinion would have Izuru laughing, or playfully scolding him. The two followed the path up until they reached a lovely large lake. The sunshine made the clear water sparkling like a lake-full of sapphires, precious and beautiful.

Izuru smiled brightly, "It's so beautiful." Gin grinned his usual snake-like grin, but to the soft blond, it somehow grew softer than the first time she saw it, "Yea, but it ain't anywhere near as beautiful as ya, 'Zuru." The blond maid blushed lightly, growing used to Gin's cheesy, but sweet pick-up lines, "T-Thank you."

The couple walked around the lake, Izuru occasionally pausing to pick several flowers that grew along the edge of the pond, using the skills that Ichigo had taught her and began to weave a garland of beautiful water lilies, though it took her far longer than the orangette princess would, seeing as her fingers weren't nearly as experienced. Gin chuckled at the crude garland, "Lovely, simpl' lovely, dear." Izuru rolled her eyes and waved the garland in Gin's face, "I'd like to see you make a better one, Mr. Thinks-he-know-it-all."

Gin chuckled and hugged Izuru tightly, "Y'know, I don' think I've ever laughed as much in m' 'tire life than I did these past few weeks, wit' ya, Izuru." The blond smiled, resting her chin upon the silverette's shoulder, "That's very sweet." Gin didn't answer, but tightened his grip on Izuru, like should he let go, the young blond would disappear. He finally spoke, "'Zuru, I wanna ask ya somethin'." The blond asked, "Yes, what is it?" The silverette finally let go and led the young blond to an area which overlooked the entire meadow. He knelt down to one knee, took out a small silver box, revealing a simple, yet beautiful ring crafted from lovely silver, a small bead of genuine sapphire set into it, "'Zuru, durin' the Battle of Shikai, after ya four got knocked out after crashin' inta Ulquiorra's shield, I liked ya. Yer so pretty, an' ya ain't like all the other whores I've seen in th' past. Yer considerate, smart, witty, strong, and ya have dignity and respect, somethin' not many women have. I really love ya, Izuru."

The blond felt hot tears trickling down her cheeks, looking at the lovely silver ring in the box, "Izuru Kira, will ya marry me?" The blond squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the silver band slip onto her left ring finger, "Yes, I will marry you Gin. I-I'm so happy you asked." The silverette offered a true smile and took Izuru into another warm hug. The two just stood there in each other's embrace for what felt like an eternity, the spring breeze rustling everything around them, as if the vegetation was dancing their happiness for the two.

Nnoitra and Shinji walked down the path, jovially talking and joking with each other, Nnoitra's piano grin still on his face, only a lot warmer than usual, and Shinji was laughing harder than she ever did before talking with a man. To her, men back in Karakura was perverted and boring. The two continued to walk, until the barely visible path they were following led them into a lovely orchard full of cherry trees, the branches were still brimming with pink cherry blossoms. The wind was blowing them around, scattering them all around the grounds and lingering the calming scent.

Shinji inhaled deeply, taking a lung-full of the scent of cherry blossoms in mid-spring, "Mmm… that's so relaxing. I needed that to get my mind off of all this stress, or my face'll wrinkle up like all those old hags back home." Nnoitra grinned, "Yea, bu' 'm sure tha' you'd still look as pretty. To me, anyway." The stronger blond playfully stuck out her tongue, "You're all talk, Nnoi~"The ravenette growled, but there was no anger behind it, "I already tol' ya, don' call me tha'." He chased his beloved all around the orchard, swerving around trees and jumping from branch to branch to get an advantage over the girls. But Shinji managed to out maneuver the ravenette everytime, though she nearly sprang her ankle every other time.

Finally, being a little too careless, Shinji let her left leg lag, giving Nnoitra the opening he needed to grab her by her ankle and yank her downward. The two went tumbling down, crashing through the smaller branches and bundles of pink cherry petals, which cushioned their landing. They landed on top of a bed made of cherry petals, and another bundle felon top of them, covering them both with pink, which didn't seem to suit either of them.

When they stopped wrestling each other for the top position, Nnoitra, naturally, was on top, gently pinning Shinji down, her arms above her head and her strong, long blond hair sprayed out all across the ground around her head, like a halo of sunshine.

Shinji laughed, but then gently pushed at the ravenette five-star general's chest, "Okay, Nnoitra, you can get off me now." The lanky man grinned widely and nuzzled the crook of Shinji's neck, "Wha' if I don' wanna..?" The blond rolled her eyes, but shoved the man off anyway, "I do that." Nnoitra pouted, but let it go. The couple just sat there in peace and quiet for a while, watching the cherry blossoms flutter in the wind, some flying off somewhere, some landing on the ground, some landing on both of them. Shinji was littered with the pink petals, both from the ground and from the ones still falling. So was Nnoitra, and it bothered him to no end. A general of the Hueco Mundo army shouldn't be seen wearing pink, the God's sake!

He began to bat at the petals, like a kitten trying to bend its ear for washing, to get all the blossoms out of his hair, "Ugh, these're so stupid. I can' get 'em outta my hair..!" Shinji giggled, but crawled over, standing on her knees, her height just reaching over Nnoitra's head, "Here, let me." Her slender finders wove through the long black tresses and plucked the pink petals out one by one, in doing so, giving Nnoitra's head a light massage.

The ravenette couldn't help but blush at the actions of his girl (is that right grammer, or something else?). In the past, he was a wild, bloodlusting beast. He couldn't live without killing, slaughtering and staining the ground with cold blood. But somehow, with the blond here, he felt that urge to kill, that predator within him, go dormant, as if it was being put to rest. Somehow, Shinji's presence calmed him down, telling him to drop his sword, and take care of her first. He mentally chuckled. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. In just several weeks, the four cruelest, most bloodthirsty men on the entire planet, have fallen for four girls, and were considering giving up their evil ways. How things have changed, and in such a short amount of time too.

Shinji spoke, waving her hand in front of his face, "Hello, is anyone home in there?" Nnoitra blinked and snapped playfully, "What..?" The blond stuck her tongue out, "You were staring at the ground like if you stared hard enough, a hole would burn there." The ravenette sighed, "I was jus' thinking, tha's all." Shinji rose an eyebrow, "Really? About what? Judging by how flustered you looked, and that chuckle you made, it must be really ironic or just plain stupid."

Nnoitra rolled his eye, "I, um, actually wanna ask ya somethin'" Shinji rose her other eyebrow, "Oh? Okay then, shoot." The ravenette swallowed the dry lump in his throat, trying to keep his voice from cracking, and to calm himself down. He had never felt nervous in his entire life, yet here, when it really counted, he was about to have a nervous breakdown. Oh, why did God hate him? Okay that was a little obvious why God would hate him, but still.

Finally, the general managed to gather up the courage to continue, "In the past, I was like a blood thirsty beast, always wanna, gotta kill somethin', or I won't be happy. Heck, 'm always smilin' and laughin' on the battlefield, surrounded by dead people and stepping in puddles of blood. But…" He took another deep breath to calm his racking nerves before continuing, "Tha' all changed when I met you, Shinji, durin' the battle in Shikai. 'M always teasin' Grimm' cause he fell in love wit' Ichi, but now, I can' do tha' anymore 'cause I fell in love too. With you Shinji." Nnoitra paused again to let what he said soak in, before letting on, "Wha' 'm tryin' ta say is tha', before I met ya, I was always wanting to kill, the pretator inside me would always be screaming for more blood. But with you, Shinji, by m' side, I can finally know peace. I don' feel like I have ta kill somethin' ta feel happy."

Shinji felt her heart rate go up to a million beats per second, like it was going to explode within her chest and the blood rushed to her cheeks, painting them a brilliant crimson. She was so flattered that she was speechless (there's gotta be a first time for everything, right? ;D ) Nnoitra smiled, not grinned, but smiled, and that smile melted the blond's heart to mush, "I-I don't know what to say…" Nnoitra thought, 'It's now o' never. Gotta stay calm though.' He spoke, "Well, ya could say yes." Shinji's deep brown eyes shot up with happy surprise, "N-Nnoitra…?" The ravenette pulled out a small black box from his pocket and flipped it open, revealing a sterling silver ring, crafted to look like a dragon eating its tail, the details exquisitely made, "Shinji Hirako, will you be my wife?"

The blond felt her cheeks dampen as she lost control of her tears, and they ran furiously down her face. Her heart was bursting with emotions, but most of all, it was aching. Aching with happiness and joy that her short-lived dream was coming true, and nothing felt so good, "Yes, Nnoitra Gilga, I will marry you..!" The ravenette grinned once more and slipped the silver ring onto his 'fiancé's' finger. Shinji let is glisten in the sunlight before tackling the man, littering his face with kisses, tears stills streaming down her face, "Oh my God, I'd thought you'd never ask! I never dreamed I'd be this happy..!"

Nnoitra laughed, the sound so soothing to Shinji's ears, "You've made meh the happiest man on earth, Shinji." With that, he scooped his bride-to-be into his embrace, crushing her lips with his own. Shinji gladly complied. The cherry blossoms twirled in the air, as if already celebrating the eternal union of these two young birds.

At the end of the day, the three couples met up in the clearing. All three of the girls looked the same: glassy eyed with happiness and a silver engagement ring on their left ring finger. The men looked peacefully happy, holding the hand of their fiancés. Now, all that was left was to tell Grimmjow, and judging by just how head over heels in love he is with Ichigo, his approval would be like plucking a flower from the ground.

Ichigo was still in bed, resting up her injuries, while Grimmjow was sitting by her side, stroking her hand, silently reminding her that he was always at her side, no matter what. A young maid entered, whispering, "Your Majesty, Lord Gilga, Lord Ichimaru and Lord Cifer have returned alogn with their fair ladies." The bluenette grunted, "Great, it's about time. Let 'em in." The miad bowed before scurrying away. Ichigo spoke in that soft, injured tone of hers, "Please don't yell at them, Grimmjow." The bluenette sighed, ruffling his already untamed sky blue hair, "Awright, but no promises."

As soon as the three generals stepped into the tent, the overlord of Hueco Mundo snapped, "Where the hell were ya guys? I wake up jus' hours later, an' y'all are gone!" Nnoitra chuckled, too happy to snap back, and that scared Grimmjow, and it did startle Ichigo as well. She had come to know Nnoitra quite well, and whenever Grimmjow yelled and curse at him, he would yell and curse right back at him. It would take Ulquiorra, Gin, Shinji and Ichigo to pull them apart.

Grimmjwo bluntly stated, "Awright, who're ya, and what've ya done ta Nnoitra?" Ichigo nodded, already sitting up with pillows cushioning her back, "Yes, are you alright? Your mouth seems cleaner today." Gin smiled, and motioned to Izuru, "Go on, m' lil' flower. Show 'er." The others approached the bed and showed Ichigo their left hands. Ichigo's eyes shot up with shock, "Oh… my…" She used what was left of her strength and tightly griped her three friends, "I'm so happy for you three. Oh my God, I'd never thought I'd live to see the day my three best friends, who are normally so resistant to men, would agree to marry. I'm so happy for you. All of you."

Grimmjow rose a fine blue eyebrow at his friends, as if to say, 'Seriously?' His friends returned a 'Yea, don't be jealous' look right back. The bluenette rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealously that his friends were getting married before he had the chance to spend some real quality time with Ichigo. His beloved strawberry brought him out of thoughts, "So, when are they going to have their wedding?" Grimmjow thought for moment, "Maybe a week or somethin' after the m' new castle's finished. How's tha' wound?"

His response was another girlish squeal from the four as Ichigo hugged them again. Gin noticed the tiny bit of downcast on his blue haired friend's face, and patted his back, "Don' worry, Grimm. You'll get yers, someday." The blue haired tyrant's eyebrow twitched slightly, "Shut up, Gin." Yet, inside, he was silently hoping that the silverette's words would come true some day. The day he could propse to Ichigo and have her say yes would literally be the best day of his life. He would the happiest man on earth.

He watched as Toshiro, Izuru and Shinji described their wedding plans with Ichigo and smiled when she smiled and laughed along with her friends, 'Yea, that'll be the day.'

EEEEEEE! Toshiro, Izuru and Shinji are getting married! Well, they're engaged, but who cares? They're getting married! I know they barely know Ulquiorra, Gin and Nnoitra, but when you're truly in love, time doesn't really matter, does it? No it doesn't! I know that Toshiro's and Izuru's scenes were little short, but I sorta ran out of ideas for their locations, so yea. Sorry, if your mad!

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. I'm thankful for:

Friends

Family

Fun

A good education

A warm and safe home

My computer

My Ipod

Bleach

GrimmIchi

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