Ichigo lay in the large bed of Aizen's guest room. He had been staying there for a few weeks already and his wounds were healing faster than expected. There was someone with him at all times, whether it was Grimmjow or some lacky, forcing him to eat.
"You seem to be healing up pretty well." Szayel said from the foot of his bed. "Although, you will have some pretty nasty scars on your chest."
Ichigo nodded in understanding but said nothing. He looked towards Grimmjow who was leaning by the door.
"But still no sex!" The pink haired man exclaimed, making Grimmjow startle to attention.
"I fucking know that!" Grimmjow defended himself. "Damn, stop saying it."
"You made everything worse by doing it last time." Szayel looked down at Ichigo again. "The poor thing is still far to weak."
"Fucking shut up and get out." Grimmjow ripped open the door and motioned for Szayel to get the hell out.
"Well I'll be back in a couple of days. Take care, Ichigo." With a wave, he was gone.
Ichigo watched as Grimmjow sat down on the end of his bed. Holding his head in his hands. There was so much he regretted. He shouldn't have left Ichigo that day. He should have gone to get him back as soon as he found out where he was. And he defiantly shouldn't have taken advantage of his state in the bathroom that night.
"Are you going to work today?" Ichigo asked, trying to bring Grimmjow's attention back the present.
He was successful as the large man looked over at him. "Yeah. I've got to go in for a bit." Ichigo moved to the other side of the bed, making room on Grimmjow's side and patted the mattress. Grimmjow took the hint and lied down next to Ichigo. They fit together like they were never supposed to be apart.
"I love you." Grimmjow said as he relaxed into his lover's embrace.
Ichigo hummed and said, "I love you, too."
They lay like that for a long while before Grimmjow's phone lit up with a text. He sat up to read the message before getting to his feet. "I've got to go now but Aizen will be coming to see you later on today."
Ichigo watched his lover leave. He spent most of the remainder of the day sleeping and startled awake when there was a knock on his door.
"Ichigo?" Aizen opened the door and walked in coolly. "Did I wake you?"
"It's okay, I've slept enough." Ichigo was terrified of the man before him. It would be the first time that they would be talking alone since Ichigo arrived at his mansion and there was something in the man's eyes that unsettled him.
"I've been wanting to meet with you for some time now." Aizen said, now standing at the foot of his bed, where Szayle had been before.
"About what?" Ichigo sat up in his bed and positioned himself so he was leaning against the headboard.
"I heard stories about you." Aizen began. "How a team of five men where no match for you in the dojo. Yamamoto was a fool for trying to use you as he did. I believe you could be a great asset to the Espada and the spot would be rightfully yours if you are to marry Grimmjow."
"Why does everyone want me to get married so bad?" Ichigo complained. He was feeling more and more like himself every day.
"It would be the perfect way to keep you rooted. Right now, you are free to leave at your will. Being married to one of my top men will ensure that you remain close." Ichigo was thankful for Aizen's honesty but he still didn't like the idea of being controlled. "I'll give you a few days to think it over. For now, get some rest, Ichigo."
"Aizen." Ichigo called back the man's attention before he was out the door. When it was clear he was listening Ichigo asked. "There's something I left at Grimmjow's condo. Can I go get it?"
Aizen looked thoughtful for a moment before saying. "I don't see a problem with it. Tesla is down stairs, I'll have him drive you."
About an hour later the two pulled up to the familiar building in Tesla's black car.
"Wait. Before we go up can we pick something up? It's just around the corner."
"I don't see why not." Tesla followed the taller man to the collectables store. Ichigo was relieved to see that the crystal jaguar was still displayed in the window.
After making his purchase the two made their way back to the tall building, Tesla carrying Grimmjow's gift. Once inside the lobby they made their way to the elevator doors. To tesla's surprise, about five yards from the elevator, Ichigo grabbed his arm and pulled him quickly into the elevator. Once inside Ichigo jabbed the close button franticly before the door shut at their own pace.
"What's wrong?" Tesla asked. Now with his gun in his hands, ready to fire.
"Did you see that bald guy in the lobby?" Tesla thought back and nodded. There had been a bald man with red lines under his eyes. "That's one of Kenpachi's guys."
Tesla pulled out his phone and dialed Grimmjow. The man would want to know. Ichigo winced on the other man's behalf at the sound of Grimmjow's muffled shouts.
They reached the top floor and Ichigo dashed out, frantically looking for what he had come for, his gun. He didn't feel safe being in Aizen's house alone without it but now he wished he had just sucked it up. He couldn't find the thing anywhere and silently damned Grimmjow for taking it.
He was ripping apart the sofa when he heard the elevator chime and a harsh shatter of glass sang threw the condo. Ichigo turned toward the elevator to see Tesla with the blade of a sward sticking from his chest, his feet surrounded by shards of crystal.
The two men behind him where Ikkaku and Yumichika. Ikkaku pulled his sward from Tesla's chest and the two of them advanced on Ichigo. He silently damned himself for being so out of shape. Back in his prime he could have taken on the two lackies no problem. But now he knew he didn't stand a chance.
He tried to create more distance between himself and the men and ran for the glass doors to the balcony. He looked over the edge to see the one hundred and six story drop.
The elevator doors chimed again, and all three men looked to see Kenpachi walk in with a triumphant grin on his face.
Oh hell no. Ichigo thought. There was no fucking way he was going with him. He climbed on top of the railing and everyone froze.
"Come any closer and I'll jump."
"Come down Ichigo. We just want to talk." Yumichika said.
"Yeah I've heard that before." He mumbled under his breath.
Ichigo stood on the cold, grey surface of the concrete railing. He looked down at the tiny cars below and then back at his soon to be captors. He couldn't help but wonder if this was going to be what the rest of his life was like.
Would he always be an object being stolen back and forth? He felt hopeless, a common feeling. He had no control over his life. He never had.
He watched as a familiar blue hair man came charging threw the elevator doors. There was no way Grimmjow could do anything. He was obviously outnumbered.
Ichigo decided in that moment to take control of his life.
He took a step forward.
End.
Yup. That's how it ends guys. This story was always supposed to end this way but the journey was kind of out in the open.
I'm now working on another Grimmichi Story that will have a happy ending! The first chapter is already posted.
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