Just a wee chapter, bit of a cliffy at the end, but the next chapter is just about ready. I'll prob be putting it up tomorrow (Saturday). I hope you like it!

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Chapter 14

Grimmjow lay on the bed clad in just his boxers, enjoying watching his lover dress. They had just been in the shower, Grimmjow having surprised the other under the spray, and had indulged in some light foreplay before cleaning. Ichigo's towel lay on the floor at his feet and he was currently pulling up his navy stripped boxers. Grimmjow's smile got wider as Ichigo straightened, enjoying watching the muscles under his ass move. He decided he wanted to measure just how long Ichigo's legs were; they have to break some kind of record. The kid was 2 inches shorter than him but his jeans were much longer, and narrower.

"You know, you could get dressed as well you perv."

"It's not perving if I'm your boyfriend. I get to see you naked all the time. I'd be a perv if I was hiding at the door peeking at you. This however, is a different matter." Grimmjow lifted himself off the bed and wrapped his long arms around Ichigo's middle, lining his semi right down the cleft in Ichigo's ass. He thrust gently, lifting the younger man up slightly.

"Grimm, we're already late." Ichigo broke the hold over him and pushed Grimmjow backwards, noticing that his semi had grown nearly full. "Calm yourself down or you're going back into that shower on cold. Put your clothes on. It's Orihime's birthday and I'm supposed to be there early not late. Shinji's going to kill me."

Grimmjow just rolled his eyes at the other, slightly disappointed that he hasn't going to get any before they went, but he knew Orihime was staying at Ilfort's flat tonight, his uncle having his own place, leaving Grimmjow free reign on his young lover later. He was hoping that maybe tonight he could indulge in all of Ichigo's body. He wanted to spread his legs so much, feeling the ultimate heat wrapped around him. Those thoughts were not helping his current situation, Ichigo getting more and more pissed off looking. Glancing up at the man, he saw he was dressed, pale slim jeans covering his legs, and a pale grey and white checked shirt untucked over the top. He was wearing his better pair of converse and had a light jacket over his arm for later. He also had an extremely pissed off look on his face.

"I'm going."

When they arrived Ichigo left his side without a word, taking the bags of Tupperware and wrapped platters over to where Shinji was standing. The blond had decided to throw Orihime a party at his house, any excuse for a party is a good one he'd said when she protested, and again Ichigo had been asked to cater for it. Grimmjow had attempted to help his partner, but that had just started the falling out they were currently in. He was planning a "make up blow job" for later. Grimmjow went to stand with his flat mate and friends while the party got going, accepting a beer from Stark.

Four beers later Grimmjow hadn't seen Ichigo since they had arrived and was missing his Berry's company. He excused himself from his friends and went to hunt him out. He found groups of his friends easy enough but the dark haired man with glasses, and the small black haired girl who liked to hit Grimmjow a little too much were not helpful when he'd asked if they'd seen Ichigo. Shinji was cold towards him when he approached, and he knew the blond had been speaking to his lover.

"Right Shinji, where is he?"

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"Hey man, you can't just ignore him the whole night. He's looking for you. What happened?"

Ichigo just grunted in reply to his friend. Renji had been holed up with him for an hour, the pair just hanging out in one of the guest bedrooms. It should have been fun but Ichigo was too riled up with his boyfriend's dumb actions the last day or so. He guessed the honeymoon period was over. Part of him knew he was over reacting a little. Nothing major had happened and his stress level was high, as well as the disappointment of missing his grading. And then that letter that had arrived two days previously, and ended up scrunched under the sofa cushion did not help.

"Well if you're not going to talk to me I'll go talk to him and find out what the fuck happened." Renji got up to leave and Ichigo jumped to stop him but was a hair too slow to stop the other opening the door and leaving. He tore after him, stopping him at the top of the stairs.

"Renji, it's," Ichigo was cut off by a shout from the next landing down.

"Ichigo, where the fuck have you been. I've been looking for you." Grimmjow made a move to take his lover's arm. Ichigo jerked back, his previous anger at the other igniting.

Grimmjow's face darkened and he reached for the other again. Ichigo took a step away, unwilling to let Grimmjow hold him when he was angry.

"Ichigo, stop this, just go in the room and talk to him. He deserves that much. Whatever's got your panties in bunch, I'm sure you can get over it."

Ichigo felt a tinge of betrayal that his friend would assume he was the one in the wrong. Still not speaking he looked between the two men. Grimmjow rolled his eyes and stepped right up to the man, trying to get him to look at him properly. Ichigo dodged one way and tried to make a break for the stairwell when Grimmjow grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him against the wall, a bit harsher than he truly meant. As soon as he saw the tint of fear in the other's eyes he released his lover, holding his hands up in apology. Ichigo struck him on the chest, shoving him back and hip barged him into Renji, the force making both men stagger. The other two could only watch as Ichigo high tailed it down the stairs.

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Ichigo was furious. Renji took Grimmjow's side and then Grimmjow had grabbed him and slammed him into the wall making his memory fill him with old fear.

He knew the taller man would never hurt him. He knew Grimmjow was just trying to get through to him, and he knew how stubborn he was himself to not want to cooperate. Ichigo slowed his run and gave a bark of annoyance. He shouldn't have run off. He had to stop assuming everyone was going to eventually hurt him.

That stupid letter. Why now of all times did his father's parole hearing have to be due. Why did that man infect everything good about him? Yuzu still couldn't talk about her father, choosing to live as if he never existed. Ichigo wished he's aimed better with the knife that day, that he'd had the balls to finish the bastard instead of running away, just like he ran away tonight.

Another grunt of displeasure was released before he turned and started to walk back to Shinji's, sulking slightly at how much grovelling he had to do to his lover and his friend. He kicked at the ground, scuffing his white toes as the small stones scattered around him. He was so distracted that he only glanced up when he felt a presence right at his arm. Before he could really react, there was a sharp stab on his upper arm. Almost instantly, he felt his legs getting weak, and a familiar person grabbed at him as he staggered. He was drawn over and leaned against a car. The door was opened and he was pushed slightly, falling into the back seat. He couldn't feel his legs being pushed in next to him, or the door getting slammed shut. The engine was a gentle vibration over his back and it smoothed him into unconsciousness.