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Do people even read these authors notes anymore? Ah well if hopefully some of you do. Unlike SLY's usual pointless rambles this author's note is more important. Okay? Okay...right so the formula/style/method whatever you want to term it I have chose for Drunken Seahorse has pretty much always been focus upon Grimm and Ichi cuz obviously the story is about them. The only time they weren't completely in the "spotlight" was during the intermissions. The intermission were written in 1st person to try to give you a closer look into how the other characters minds worked. And it worked well enough. But since I couldn't quite figure out how to "speak" through the characters like Szayel so I've approached it a bit differently.

Drunken Seahorse

CHAPTER 24 Szayel's End Game

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At the end of the day when it is all said and done Szayel Grantz is very happy to have befriended Grimmjow.

Having the blunet as an ally rather than an enemy proved to be quite beneficial in the long run. For multiple reasons. The most important being his beloved Ren. Ah Ren, his sweet simple redheaded pineapple, and his sad one-sided infatuation with Karakura Town's favorite strawberry.

It's not so much that the pepto prince hates Ichigo its more like he just can't stand how indecisive and unsure the other man is. Clueless to the point of beyond ridiculousness.

Just made no sense to Szayel how someone can be so unaware of their natural appeal.

The berry was practically begging to be wrecked beyond repair with those expressive brown eyes of his.

Really, no matter how much he wracked his brain Szayel could not figure it out. One night hell not even a full night one hour spent with Grimmjow Kurosaki shouldn't have even been able to fucking limp let alone walk?

And how in the hell had Grimmjow even been able to hold back after all this time?

Was it quite possible he actually did love Ichigo?

'Hmm that might change things a bit.'

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Slipping a little something extra in the berry's coffee was probably not the smartest way to go about doing things but it damn sure was fun.

Szayel really had to hand it to Kurosaki the guy had put up major resistance.

Face aflame and scowling viciously while he stood there in the buff inside the too tiny kitchen with his arms crossed over his well-toned chest, pointedly ignoring the not-so-tiny problem jutting out between his legs-

Szayel couldn't help himself if he tried.

Originally, he was just going to fuck with the ickle berry's head a bit while he and Ren did well...what in love lovers do-tease and taunt and fuck each other like they'd been doing before said berry's untimely drop in.

But then Kurosaki had released a sound that couldn't be described as anything other than shameless quite against his will-those orange lashes fluttered shut as he dropped to his knees and passed out-at the exact same moment Szayel's dear sweet Ren shot off a load of spunk inside him.

What was a college med student like himself supposed to do?

Naturally Szayel had to turn things up another notch.

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He'd kept his promise no touching occurred-well baring instructing his dear sweet Ren to gently place the now sleeping orange head on their bed but...NO TOUCHING HAD OCCURED.

Sure, a scenario or two had crossed Szayel's mind.

If he were a full-blown asshole-a true villain the pepto prince would have taken full advantage of the berry's unconscious state and together he and Ren would have taken turns ridding the other male of his pesky virginity.

Alas that is not the route Szayel had chosen in the end for he had no interest in being beaten within an inch of his life and then being carted off to jail.

There was only so much bullshit his friend Grimmjow would put up with before the raging beast within took over.

So Szayel had settled for directing his sweet Ren to lean in a little bit and take a few suggestive photos with unconscious Ichigo before pressing send...and then leaving the rest up to the blunet's wild imagination.

It wouldn't be long now before Grimmjow came literally crashing through the door of his and Ren's cozy apartment.

Ah well...too bad for you...Kurosaki will no longer be here.

If it is in fact love and not just obsession and insane lust you feel for him Grimmjow well then...you'll have to prove it!

"Ngh," A groan.

The berry was stirring from his sleep. No surprise. The powder Szayel had put in Kurosaki's coffee had been small dosage-one of his own making, a drug that rattled the mind a bit and brought about flushed skin and a raging hard-on.

"A good you're up."

TBC