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Grimmjow was confused. Very confused.
It did not make sense to him why his rival and the title holder, Shirosaki Zangetsu, was smoldering his bodyguard in what looked to be a painful hug—rocking back-n-forth dramatically.
What the fuck?
The white-haired man balled out. "Oh my baby cousin! King, who did this! I'll kill his ass. Nobody lays a finger on Ichi and gets away with it."
The younger man simply rocked along side his cousin and continued to explain himself though his voice was muffled slightly. "Shiro, he's already locked up. We've been through this. There's no reason for you to act like this. I don't need you fighting my battles."
Suddenly, Ichigo was let go. Shiro wiped pretend tears from his eyes then grinned widely. "I know. Ya think you're big and bad, but ya know I can kick anybody's ass." He commented as he pinched his baby cousin's cheek.
Ichigo slapped the hand away and rubbed the side of his face. "Yeah, yeah, whatever." He rolled his eyes.
"What. The actual fuck is going on?" Grimmjow finally blurted out. He came by to check on Ichigo after he heard the gate open. He figured it was Ichigo's loud friends but was confused after he didn't hear the normal commotion. It was quite his surprise to see Ichigo and again, his fucking rival, all buddy-buddy in Ichigo's room.
Shirosaki laughed darkly and smacked Grimmjow harshly on the back. "Oh don't be like that, Blue. After all the shit I heard about what went down with you, I hadta come by and check on King."
Grimmjow looked dumbly at Ichigo—hoping for a better explanation.
Ichigo scratched his check with the arm outside of the sling and nodded. "Shiro's my cousin…we spent a lot of time together when we were younger."
"Your cousin?"
"Yes."
"The cocky bastard that I've been busting my ass to fight."
"Yes."
"He's your cousin, and you never brought that up!" Grimmjow groaned and ran his hand through his hair.
"It's alright, Blue," Shiro chimed in, "I ain't surprise that my cuz has takin' a likin' to you. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if he was ready to jump in your pants. I think he's always had a soft spot for the bad boys—probably from hanging around with his cool cousin." Shirosaki howled. He also didn't miss the slight blush that appeared on both of the men's faces. I'll definitely bring that up later. In another change of emotions, he grabbed Grimmjow's shirt collar and looked him square in the eye. "But I promise you if King gets hurt again from protecting you, I'll beat your ass, and it'll be outside of the ring." He threatened seriously.
Grimmjow simply grabbed the man's wrist and smirked. "I wouldn't allow it ever. He's staying by my side."
Shiro then let go and smiled. "Great!" he turned his attention. "Now King, tell me if you got any video games or somethin'. Can you play with that arm of yours? Too bad we can't spar."
As the other two looked through games, Grimmjow was still mildly confused and processing the information he was given. He wouldn't normally be cool with anyone being in his face like that at all, but he knew he had to make sure Ichigo knew he was serious. Ichigo may be one for protecting, but Grimmjow wasn't going to let Ichigo go through any of those headaches and pains for him. He was now Grimmjow's for protecting, and he would take it seriously.
You are not a punk. You're a fucking god. Stop being so damn nervous.
For the umpteenth time, Grimmjow straightened his shirt while looking in the mirror. He finally stepped away and sighed. He sprayed his favorite cologne and took a deep breath before leaving his room.
Ichigo rocked awkwardly as he waited by the stairs. He didn't really argue when Grimmjow told him to keep his Friday open. It wasn't like there was much for him to be doing any way. His arm was getting better but it was still wrapped up and not quite mobile. He had spent most of the week trying to stop his cousin and Grimmjow from fighting. He may be in an injured state, but he knew that wouldn't stop Aizen from chewing him out if Grimmjow got hurt or even if a spar occurred. There were apparently strict rules about unofficial fights especially if it's not for training.
Gosh, I wish Aizen would give me a break. Ichigo rubbed his forehead. He knew that really he wasn't willing to leave Grimmjow's side. He did feel better with Luppi being locked up, but it didn't really make that much of difference to him. There could be more and more crazy people out there, and who knew? Maybe someone would use all this uneasiness as a way to slip in and do something reckless.
Okay….that might have been Ichigo's wandering thoughts right there, but point still stands. Grimmjow was still Ichigo's responsibility, and he took the man's safety to be very important.
So why the fuck am I letting him surprise me? Ichigo admittedly did need some form of rest from security protocol and was a bit lenient when Grimmjow brought up going to dinner. He usually asked where and what specific times, but the fighter kept his lips sealed.
Ichigo scratched his cheek.
It didn't help that he got a slight kiss there after agreeing to the surprise. Now Ichigo really didn't want to mess with whatever the man had planned.
"Ahem."
Ichigo glanced up and immediately felt his cheeks warm up. Gosh, the bastard knows he's handsome.
Grimmjow stepped down the stairs confidently. He wore dark blue dress pants that stopped right above the ankle, black Italian loafers, and a white button-up that showed enough of his chest. Around Grimmjow's neck was a silver chain necklace. He smirked down cockily. The scene stirred all of Ichigo's emotions. As he walked down, he could smell the man's cologne. All of it made Ichigo wish he had use of both his arms. He wanted to drag the fighter back upstairs…but he had to keep his cool.
"Well look at you. What's the special occasion?" Ichigo hoped his voice didn't waiver. He hoped he looked as disinterested as usual.
Grimmjow chuckled and hooked his arm around Ichigo's waist. "I'm wining and dining you." He winked. Grimmjow could feel Ichigo's body tense slightly and noticed how he looked away for a moment.
Ichigo's guard went down slightly. He laughed a little nervously. "Oh really? Why are you doing all that? We could just order in like we always do."
It relieved Grimmjow a bit that Ichigo was nervous as well. He kept his cockiness on though. "Ah, ah, I told you babe. I'll treat you right and proper. So now I'mma take ya out. No one's takin' ya away from me."
This time, Ichigo couldn't hide his blush. His eyes got slightly wider. "I…you know I'm not going anywhere." He wasn't sure if he meant because of his job or something more. He and Grimmjow had still been dancing around any formal emotions and titles which is why Ichigo still blushed madly whenever Grimmjow was close or teased him with a kiss. The bodyguard was just nervous that any of Grimmjow's actions were just 'heat of the moment.'
He finally looked back at Grimmjow and was struck by the intense seriousness in his eyes. "I know you won't. You don't have a choice, Ichigo. You're-," Grimmjow fumbled with his words and huffed a bit "you're fucking mine, Strawberry." He blushed as he stumbled.
Ichigo couldn't stop himself from laughing. "Oh really?" he crossed his arms and stepped back. He let a slight grin pull at his cheeks.
"Tch, don't laugh at me, brat."
"Heh, it's cute really." Ichigo twirled his finger around Grimmjow's collar. "You're mine, too. Someone has to keep a leash on you."
"Kinky. I'd like to see you try." Grimmjow leaned forward and placed a kiss on Ichigo's lips. The other quickly gave in. The fighter could feel the wrapped arm against his torso and decided to keep things moving. He surprisingly picked up Ichigo and kept him up with his arms under the other legs. He leaned him against the bar in the kitchen and deepened the kiss. He chuckled after he heard Ichigo's groan. "Hey, if you keep that up, we're going upstairs and not getting dinner."
Ichigo panted slightly. "We are NOT going upstairs. I know what you're trying to do."
"And what's the matter with that?"
Ichigo gestured downward with his head. "My arm!"
Grimmjow rolled his eyes and bit at Ichigo's earlobe. "I can make that work."
It took some conviving, but Ichigo managed to get Grimmjow to focus on dinner. They shared a few more kisses and touches, but the fighter gave in after hearing Ichigo's stomach call for food. Ichigo was slightly embarrassed, but Grimmjow settled on chuckling instead of teasing.
To Ichigo's surprise, Grimmjow's driver was finally back from whatever job or vacation Aizen had sent him on. The drive to the restaurant was quiet and peaceful. However, Ichigo definitely noted the hand that was on his leg and the gentle circles he felt.
Once they were there, Ichigo noticed how calm and collected his date was. Grimmjow lead Ichigo to the host stand and stood right by him as they walked to their table. He could feel Grimmjow's gaze on him and how they occasionally brushed hands as they walked. Grimmjow didn't make any snarky comments or ogle the host. He simply looked out the windows that overlooked the city as they walked upstairs.
To Ichigo's surprise, the top floor was empty and only had a table for two by a large window. There was low candle next to a bouquet of marigolds. The host gestured towards the table and bowed slightly before leaving. Grimmjow pulled out Ichigo's chair, and the young man was too stunned to really say anything. In a matter of moments, the sommelier presented a bottle to the pair, poured their first glass before presenting the cork to Grimmjow.
Ichigo was still at a loss for words. This was…romantic: a private dining room, a city view, delicious wine—Ichigo wasn't even that much of a wine fan, and here he was struggling for words. "This is all…quite nice." Wow how lame, me.
He expected a teasing remark, something to make this feel somewhat normal like how he and Grimmjow normally interacted, but he blushed as he felt his hand grabbed and finally looked up.
Grimmjow looked serious. Ichigo noticed how he wasn't making eye contact though and focused on his other arm. Ichigo was shocked. He was so used to those bright, confident blue eyes. He squeezed the rough calloused hand. "Grimmjow, please. It's okay."
The eyes became stern and cold. "I should've killed he bastard." He huffed.
Ichigo smiled gently. "No, you should enjoy this night and that we're here." He rubbed his hand. "I did what I wanted to do for you. I'd do it again. Don't be mad. We're together, right?"
Grimmjow's eyes softened and he may have even blushed a little. He brought their hands to his lips and kissed Ichigo's. "We are, and I'm serious. I know you've seen me be a flirtatious, snobby bastard, but don't even think for a second that I'd treat you like a play thing. I couldn't give less a shit about anyone else. You're mine, Ichigo. Remember that."
Hearing it again still made Ichigo's heart skip a beat. The words were rough and certainly not works of poetry, but they were Grimmjow's. And that's all that mattered. He'd seen the man bruise and battered, happy, angry, full of desire and passion. He knew that Grimmjow kept his wall guarded and let few in. Ichigo knew his dreams and ambitions. He watched and supported right by his side. Everything Grimmjow did was honest and pure-intent. He may not always said it, but he definitely showed it. Grimmjow wanted Ichigo close. He wanted him to be with him as he rose to the top. He wanted Ichigo during the good silly days and the rough painful ones. Ichigo saw that loud and clear.
He brought their hands to his lips and placed a kiss of his own before smiling brightly. "I know Grimm. I'll never forget."
And scene.
So I decided to keep this rated T. I couldn't really figure out how to fit a smut scene in, and I didn't want to force it. There will probably be a side fic that has that with these two. I also liked this confession and emotional scene. I know they didn't outright say 'I love you,' but I think it's unsaid yet still known.
We are done for now though! Thank you so much for reading this fic! It was my first multi-chap GrimmIchi, and I hope you enjoyed it. Please, please, please, leave a review and let me know your thoughts and even any suggestions. There may be a bonus chapter added here, but I'm not quite sure. Be on the lookout for the smut though lol.
Again, thanks so much and until next time
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