Chapter XIX: I Need a Vacation (Pt. I)
Ichigo smiled to himself as he packed his clothing into the luggage he'd gotten from Grimmjow the day before. He couldn't believe his eighteenth birthday was finally here. He could feel his whole body tingling with excitement. He couldn't stop smiling; he'd found out from Grimmjow the day before that they'd be going to France to stay at his family's chateau. He didn't have a clue what a chateau was, but he guessed he was going to find out. He was opening another suitcase for his shoes when his bedroom door swung open and he was greeted with Rukia holding a cake.
The insurance settlement for the fire had come rather quick and painless. Isshin was able to lease a nice three bedroom apartment a little closer to the city, but not so far away that Ichigo and his sisters would have to change schools in the fall. Of course Isshin wouldn't be able to just open up a new clinic, so he found a job at the hospital working in the emergency unit. The hours were a bit long and it was different than what he was used to, but he seemed happy.
Ichigo had also spoken to his godmother. She was scared that he would feel like she was betraying him by starting a relationship with his father, but that wasn't the case. Ichigo only felt betrayed because they'd kept their relationship a secret for so long, not to mention the fact that she'd had a baby. Even though he was mad, he couldn't wait to see her and meet his little brother. She had her own practice in Albuquerque, but she'd be closing it at the end of the summer and moving back to Smyrna. Now Ichigo was just waiting for his dad to propose.
"Happy birthday, Ichigo!" He laughed as Rukia entered his room, followed by Renji, Chad, Shinji, and Orihime.
"Thanks guys." He cleared some space on his desk and Rukia sat the cake down, turning and hugging him tightly.
"My little Ichi is all grown up!" Ichigo rolled his eyes but hugged her back nonetheless.
"I really appreciate this," he said, ruffling her hair after she pulled away.
"Well, we can't all afford to fly you off to France, now can we?" she said, cheekily. Ichigo rolled his eyes.
A few days before his birthday, he'd decided to come completely clean about his relationship with Grimmjow, but only to his friends. He was lucky to have such an open-minded group of friends; Renji already knew, but when Shinji heard, he just laughed and said he'd met his "honey" the same way. Ichigo was surprised by that. What were the odds of all of them finding nice, attractive, extremely rich guys on a website like that? They were slim at best, but it happened. Shinji and Renji would be accompanying Ichigo and Grimmjow on their trip to France, along with Nnoitra and Byakuya, who happened to be a good friend of Grimmjow's. Rukia still didn't know about Renji's relationship with her brother, and as far as Ichigo knew, it was going to stay that way. He had no plans to out Renji any time soon. He would tell her himself when he felt like it.
"Yeah, yeah. So, what are your plans for the next two weeks?" Ichigo asked, sitting down on his bed. Rukia and Shinji joined him while the others sat on the floor.
"I'm going to visit my parents in Kyoto. My brother is paying for me to go, even though he said he won't be able to come with me because of some business," Rukia replied. Ichigo smiled to himself as Renji found the carpet very interesting.
"Chad and I are going to the beach with Tatsuki," Orihime chirped, and Chad simply nodded his agreement.
"What about you, Ren?" Rukia asked, and the red-headed male shrugged.
"I'm just gonna stay around here, you know, to watch out for Karin and Yuzu and stuff." Ichigo barely contained his laughter at that. Karin and Yuzu were going to stay with Nel at Grimmjow's estate, though his father didn't know that. He thought they'd be going with him on his "trip to the beach". He couldn't very well have told his dad he was going to Europe with his sugar daddy for two weeks. Renji gave him an acidic glare when he caught sight of him snickering, and so he decided to change the subject.
"How about we have some cake, guys?"
His friends stayed for a couple more hours before he told them he had to get some sleep since he had an early flight. Once they were gone, he showered and got ready for bed. He was just settling in and turning on his television when Karin and Yuzu came in and sat down on his bed.
"What's up?" he asked, making room for them to get comfortable.
"Are you excited for your trip, nii-chan?" Yuzu asked, and Ichigo nodded. She smiled brightly and handed him a gift bag that he hadn't noticed her carrying when she came in. He pulled a stuffed lion out of the bag, and smiled.
"Thank you, Yu." She beamed as Karin handed him a box.
"I got you socks," she said, sarcastically, and he chuckled as he opened the box. It was a 15 charm attached to a chain. "Dad helped me get it."
"Thanks, Rin. You two are so sweet," he said, pulling them both in for a hug.
"Happy birthday, Ichi-nii," the twins said in unison, and he thanked them both.
"Can we sleep with you, nii-chan?" Yuzu asked, giving him the puppy eyes. He turned to see Karin doing the same and he couldn't resist. He nodded, and they all settled in. Soon the twins were sleeping, though he found it hard to do the same. He reached over Karin grabbing his phone from his nightstand. He unlocked it, tapping on the message icon and choosing Grimmjow's name.
Are you awake?
He didn't have to wait very long for the answer, and he smiled at the screen, feeling himself blushing as he read the message,
I am for you.
I'm sorry to bother you. I can't sleep. I'm too excited.
You could never bother me. I can't wait to see you.
Ichigo definitely agreed with that sentiment. Ever since his father had returned, he'd gotten far less time to spend with Grimmjow. He didn't want to risk Isshin finding out about him and getting upset. Knowing his dad, Ichigo assumed he'd do something insane like call the police and have Grimmjow arrested, so he played it safe and told Grimmjow to give him space until his birthday. That was all about to change though.
I can't wait to see you either. I've missed you so much.
I've missed you more. I think about you every day. I can't wait to have you in my arms and to kiss you like crazy.
Ichigo ran a hand over his face unable to fight his blush or wipe away his silly grin. He really couldn't believe he'd found someone so amazing in such a strange way, but he was thrilled that he had. He didn't realize how long he'd taken to reply until he got another message.
I've got a present for you.
Oh yeah? I think I know what it is...
Very funny. I have an actual present for you though.
What's that?
You'll just have to go to sleep to find out. When you wake up, we'll be together.
Ichigo pouted as he read the message, and he was glad no one could see him doing it. He wanted Grimmjow to tell him what was up, but he knew he wouldn't. He decided to take his advice and go to sleep though, since his eyelids had gotten rather heavy.
Fine. Goodnight, Grimm.
Sleep well.
After he read Grimmjow's text, he locked his phone and put it back on his nightstand. It didn't take long for his eyes to slide closed, and he fell asleep almost instantly, his dreams filled with the gorgeous blue eyes that he'd come to adore.
Grimmjow looked at his watch as he stood in his parking garage next to his Phantom. It was seven-fifteen, meaning Szayel was thirty minutes late. It wasn't like they'd be missing a flight or anything, because Grimmjow would be using his own private jet to fly them all to France. No, he just hated unpunctuality. He wasn't the only one either.
"Where the hell are they?" Nnoitra asked, utmost agitation present in his voice.
"Ichi just texted me and said they're almost here," Shinji spoke up, and Nnoitra rolled his eye.
"Fucking finally," he grumbled under his breath as the entrance lowered and the black Navigator rolled inside. A few minutes later, Ichigo and his sisters piled out of the truck, the oranget immediately gravitating to Grimmjow.
"I'm so sorry we're late; it's almost impossible to get Karin up, and I didn't set the alarm early enough," he rambled, and Grimmjow found it absolutely adorable. He smiled fondly at him before ruffling his hair.
"Don't worry about it. It's all good; the only one getting fussy was Patchy the Pirate over there," the blue-haired male said, earning a laugh from everyone except his eye-patched friend.
"Too damn early for this shit, Grimm. Where the fuck is the jet?"
"The jet is in the hangar at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport and will be there when we get there," Grimmjow answered, sternly, chuckling at his friend's huff. He turned back to Ichigo who looked incredibly confused and adorable.
"Jet?" he asked, and Renji laughed, clapping him on the back.
"Are you even surprised, Ich? Because you really shouldn't be by now," he said, and Ichigo thought about his statement and shook his head.
"Yeah, I don't think I'll ever stop being surprised."
Grimmjow smiled at that, watching the teen bid farewell to his younger sisters. He didn't miss how Ichigo doted on them, making sure to tell them to call him everyday. He honestly found that so cute. Once the girls had been escorted into the mansion by Nel, the couples all piled into their respective cars and started the trip to the airport. They'd been traveling for a few minutes before Ichigo broke the silence between him and Grimmjow.
"Hey, Grimm, um. . ." He trailed off, prompting Grimmjow to reach over and grasp his hand, encouraging him to continue. "I just wanted to thank you, you know, for everything, not just for this trip, though I know it's like ridiculously expensive and I just. . ."
"Ichi, I thought we already talked about this?" Grimmjow questioned, and Ichigo looked down at their entwined fingers before he placed his other hand over them.
"I know, I just. . .I don't want you to think I only want to be around you because of all this stuff." He gestured around himself, and then turned giving Grimmjow a genuine smile that lit up his molten chocolate eyes. "I. . .well, I really like you, Grimmjow. Just you. Okay?"
Grimmjow felt his stomach flip and his heart flutter at the other's words. He knew it was way too early for the L word, but what Ichigo had just said was basically the equivalent. And quite frankly, the fact that Ichigo didn't care about his money only made Grimmjow want to spoil him more. He lifted their hands up to his mouth, brushing his lips across the back of Ichigo's hand.
"That's nice to know, Ichigo. I'm glad you like me, because I really like you too." A smile illuminated the teen's face, and Grimmjow had to shake the urge to stop in the middle of the freeway and kiss him senseless. He couldn't wait to get to France.
The rest of the ride went by in comfortable silence and soon they were arriving at the airport. It wasn't any part of the airport Ichigo had seen before though. He didn't question it though as Grimmjow brought his Phantom to a stop; Ichigo watched from his side mirror as Nnoitra's Escalade pulled up behind them, followed closely by Byakuya's silver Mercedes. Another car pulled up soon thereafter and Ichigo was confused.
"Whose Porsche?"
"Oh, that's Ulquiorra. He couldn't meet at the house because he had to pick his girlfriend up from her job." Ichigo just nodded before he got out of the car along with Grimmjow. He was going to start grabbing his bags when he saw that someone was already doing it for him. He honestly didn't think he'd ever get used to this kind of thing, but all those thoughts left his head when Grimmjow grasped his hand once more, pulling him towards a rather large, rather luxurious jet. He tried not to gape like an idiot as they boarded the plane. It may as well have been a penthouse.
He noted the long, white L-shaped couch along one of the walls; a white love seat was across from the couch and there was a glass coffee table situated over an oriental rug in front of a fireplace. Why would you need a fireplace on a plane? A large flatscreen television was mounted above said fireplace and the only thing Ichigo thought of was, what next, wifi?
"The wifi password is Véronique, capital V, accent over the first e, okay?" Grimmjow said, as he walked toward a corridor. Ichigo just nodded dumbly, moving over to sit on the astonishingly comfortable couch as the rest of their companions boarded the plane. Nnoitra was loud as ever, saying something about "going the fuck to sleep" before he disappeared down the same corridor that Grimmjow had. Shinji just rolled his eyes before plopping himself down next to Ichigo. Renji and Byakuya came inside next and both headed straight down the corridor; they were followed by a short, fair-skinned male with large green eyes and obsidian hair. An equally diminutive woman with a choppy black bob and steel grey eyes followed before the door was finally shut. She looked around in awe, much like Ichigo had before she sat across from him and Shinji in the love seat.
"I will return shortly," the emerald eyed man said to her, in a quiet even voice. She nodded slowly and he turned to head down the corridor.
What the fuck is back there? Ichigo wondered before his thoughts were interrupted by the woman.
"This is so much. Like I knew it was gonna be a lot but, really?" She gestured toward the fireplace and television, earning a chuckle from Ichigo, who definitely agreed. "I'm Suì-Fēng. Nice to meet you both."
Her tone was friendly, and Ichigo and Shinji both introduced themselves before the three of them fell into a quiet conversation. It wasn't long before Renji returned without Byakuya, sitting down on Ichigo's other side.
"What's back there?" the orange haired male asked as soon as Renji was done introducing himself to Suì-Fēng.
"That's where the bedrooms are," he replied easily. Ichigo raised an eyebrow, and Renji just shrugged. "Bae has one of these too. He let Ruki use it to go to Kyoto."
Shinji found the remote and turned on the television, squealing when he saw the Netflix icon. He immediately turned on Orange is the New Black with no objections from anyone in the group. Soon, a female voice was pouring through the intercom, giving instructions for take off. Ichigo hadn't noticed before, but the couch had seat belts attached and they all buckled in as they prepared for their ascent.
Once they were safe in the air, Ichigo unbuckled his seatbelt and got up from the couch, finally making his way down the mysterious corridor. There were five doors, and he had no way of knowing which one Grimmjow was behind. He knocked on the first one, but all he heard was a snore. That must've been Nnoitra, because Grimmjow definitely didn't snore like that, or at all for that matter. He was about to knock on the second door when the third opened and the green eyed man from before stepped out.
"If you are looking for Grimmjow, he is in that one," he said, pointing at the door at the end of the corridor. Ichigo muttered a thanks before brushing past and opening the door.
"Grimm?" he called. He stepped into the room, amazed once more at what he saw. In the center of the room was a large king-sized bed on a short platform. Lush white carpet decorated the floor and the walls looked like alabaster. He was sure they weren't actually, but they had a similar aesthetic. Grimmjow appeared from another door, which Ichigo guessed was a bathroom, smiling at the oranget fondly.
"Hey, Ichi. I was just about to come get you. C'mere," he said as he sat down on the bed. Ichigo glided over, sitting down next to Grimmjow and laying his head on his shoulder. "I'm gonna give you your present now."
Ichigo gasped, cupping his hand over his mouth and whispering, "Not on the plane, Grimm." The older man laughed, and shook his head, getting up and stepping into a closet. He came back with a small velvet box and Ichigo almost got really nervous before Grimmjow noticed his constipation face and laughed.
"Relax, Ichi. I'm not proposing to you. . .yet," he added with a wink. Ichigo blushed at that before he took the box and opened it; he was confused for a second. It was a key.
"Um, what does this open?" he asked. Grimmjow chuckled.
"It starts the engine of your new Camaro," he replied easily. "I can't believe how hard it was to find that year though. Why did you want the 2008 specifically?" Ichigo's eyes widened and he failed to answer the question. Grimmjow. . .bought him. . .a car?
"Grimm, I -" The blue-haired man cut his protest off with a kiss. Ichigo was stunned at first but, it wasn't long before his lips were moving against Grimmjow's and he was releasing a quiet moan into the kiss. They pulled apart and Ichigo's eyes opened slowly to see Grimmjow's smirk.
"I knew what you were gonna say, and I'm not gonna let you say it. I bought it and it's yours, no ifs, ands, or buts about it, alright?" he said, sternly and Ichigo could only nod. He couldn't believe Grimmjow had bought him a car, and not only that, but the car he'd always dreamed of getting. They'd only talked about it once, and he couldn't believe Grimmjow remembered that. He snapped out of his daze, tackling Grimmjow backwards onto the bed, hugging him tightly.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" They shared a laugh before Ichigo noticed their close proximity. His eyes drifted from Grimmjow's to his lips, but he didn't have to make a move because Grimmjow did it for him. Soon, they were tangled in a heated kiss, their tongues battling for dominance. It was a battle Ichigo had no chance of winning, but he didn't mind at all as Grimmjow flipped them so that he was hovering above the oranget. His lips moved from Ichigo's to his jawline and further down to his neck. Grimmjow reached down to palm the quickly growing problem in Ichigo's pants, causing the other to release a soft moan. "Grimmjow. . ."
The elder pulled away and looked down at Ichigo. He was panting softly, his shirt pulled up slightly revealing his toned abdomen. The bulge in his tight jeans was already prominent, but the thing that turned Grimmjow on even more was the sultry look in Ichigo's pretty brown eyes. They swirled with even more colors, yet somehow they'd also grown darker, and as the teen looked up at him, biting his lower lip, Grimmjow found it hard to restrain himself from taking him right there.
"Grimm, what's wrong?" Ichigo asked, gently, leaning up to run his hand over Grimmjow's chest.
"Nothing, it's just. . .you're so damn gorgeous," he replied with a smile. Ichigo blushed at that, pulling Grimmjow by his shirt and crashing their lips together once more. It wasn't long before he was tugging at the hem of the shirt, prompting Grimmjow to pull away only to remove it before attaching their lips again. It was only when Ichigo started messing with his belt that he snapped out of it, pushing his hand away. "Wait, Ichi."
The other's eyes slid open, confusion mixing itself in with the lust that was already present.
"What is it? You don't want to?" he asked, and Grimmjow shook his head reluctantly.
"I do, but not here. I have something better than this in mind for you," he responded with a sly grin. Ichigo nodded, though he couldn't just ignore the problem he had going on down below. He was about to move away when Grimmjow stopped him. "I didn't say I wouldn't take care of you though."
With that, he brought his hand to the front of those tight, tight jeans, rubbing Ichigo's problem gently. The younger let out a quiet moan before Grimmjow undid the button and worked the pants and boxers down. Ichigo sighed at the relief of being freed from the constrains. He slapped a hand over his mouth when Grimmjow wrapped his hand around his length stroking him gently. There was no way he was letting Shinji and Renji hear him making those noises. They would probably never let it go. He bit his lip to hold back his sounds as he reached for Grimmjow's belt once more. The other let him undo it that time, and he pushed his pants and boxers down just enough for the turgid erection to spring free. He wasted no time in wrapping his hand around it, watching as the blue-haired male's mouth fell open slightly.
"Fuck," he growled under his breath, and Ichigo found it so, so sexy. He increased the pace of his stroking, running his thumb across Grimmjow's tip causing him to jerk forward slightly. "Damn, Ichi, you're so sexy."
"So are you," Ichigo managed to reply before a strangled groan came from his lips and he squirmed underneath the other's touch as he reached his climax. He sat up as soon as he got his bearings, surprising Grimmjow with his strength when he flipped them over. He immediately took Grimmjow into his mouth causing the other to groan loudly. Neither of them cared though, and Ichigo continued to work his mouth over Grimmjow's member. It wasn't long before he was gripping Ichigo's hair trying to pull him away but the other wouldn't budge, staying put as Grimmjow's warm seed spilled into his mouth. He sucked and licked him clean before pulling away and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Shit, that was fucking amazing, Ichi," Grimmjow said once he'd come down from his high and straightened out his clothes. Ichigo just smiled slyly.
"Uh-huh. I trust you'll be making it up to me later though?" he asked, and Grimmjow returned his smile with a devious one of his own.
"Trust," he drawled, reaching over to kiss Ichigo fiercely. He pulled away, fixing him with a lustful stare. "I don't think we can get to Paris fast enough." Ichigo bit his lip.
"My sentiments exactly."
Hey guys, I'm sorry this is so late. Thank you all for being so nice to me, and for being patient about this. As you can see, this is going to be two parts. I won't make any promises about when the second part will be put up, but I'm going to do my very best. Thank you all for the support, and I hope you enjoyed this :)
Until next time,
Patd06
P.s.: Happy early birthday to Ichigo! ^_^
