Ichigo didn't know where he was, things were different than anywhere he'd ever been. This wasn't Soul Society, the human world, or even Hueco Mundo. There was snow everywhere...beautiful big fat snowflakes falling from the soft blue-grey sky. Ichigo was actually amazed with the beauty of this new world.
Suddenly, there was a weird creaking sound which made Ichigo turn to seek it out. It was a huge tree coming down, and, as he was still in a stunned state, he could only stare for a moment. He found his sanity then, deciding it was time to run (yep, no kidding), and yet that tree was falling way too fast! It was going to hit him! ...or not...the tree went skidding off to Ichigo's left; he could only think 'what the hell just happened' as he stood there dumbstruck.
"You're lucky...if I hadn't know it was you I'd've let it squish you!" Why in the world was Grimmjow here?! The panter smiled, amused, "So, what are you doing here?"
Ichigo shrugged, "Where is here?"
"Who knows?" Grimmjow crossed his arms.
"This looks like a place where Toshiro would live..." Ichigo muttered to himself.
"What?" Grimmjow raised an eyebrow.
"Nothing." Ichigo shivered, realizing how freaking cold it was here.
"I found a cave over there that's warmer than out here." Grimmjow stated and walked off.
"Wait a second!" Ichigo followed him, knowing he needed the warmth even if it meant tolerating the panther. "Grimmjow, wait!" The orange-headed kid was having trouble keeping up with the demon as they tredged through the deep packed snow. Ichigo was wracking his brain, trying to figure out why the hell Grimmjow was able to get through the snow so much easier, when he tripped, and fell face-first into the snow; sinking out of sight in the frozen ground. Ichigo groaned in irritation.
Grimmjow had turned to yell at Ichigo to keep up when he saw the kid trip and fall. Grimmjow cut back a laugh, letting out a sigh as he walked back over and looked down at the pathetic sight.
"Get up." The blue-haired demon said. Ichigo slowly struggled to get to his feet, sending a glare at Grimmjow, to which the panther grinned in response, "Having a hard time there, kid?" The demon was trying not to laugh by now.
"No! I'm fine!" Ichigo shot back, his face flushed with anger. Grimmjow shrugged, waiting until Ichigo had fully gotten to his feet, and then continued walking. A couple yards later and after a few more falls, Grimmjow turned to see Ichigo hit the snow yet again. The panther waited for the kid to raise his head as usual and glare at him...but he didn't. Strange.
Grimmjow made his way back to the boy and looked down at the tired boy that was now panting. "Oi! Hurry up! I'm about to leave you here to freeze to death!" He waited for a rude come-back, but it didn't come. Really strange. He bent down and saw the reaper shaking, even more than just shivers from the cold. He slowly reached out and picked the boy up by the back of his robe. He held Ichigo up, looking at the boy's face was flushed with fever. Grimmjow put his hand to Ichigo's forehead for confirmation, the kid was indeed burning up.
"Let go of me!" Ichigo started to squirm, pushing at the panther demon.
Grimmjow glared at the struggling reaper with annoyance. The boy was still panting and looked like he wouldn't make it to the cave anytime soon. Grimmjow glanced up at the sky, it was beginning to snow hard again; the whole sky was white. "Great." The demon growled out loud to himself. He took a second to think before finally taking a deep breath and switching the way he held the boy; with that, he started walking on, carrying Ichigo bridal-style.
"Grimmjow, what the hell?! Let me down, I can walk mys-!"
"Shut up and deal with it!" Grimmjow snapped, baring his teeth. The bite in Grimmjow's tone made Ichigo oblige, letting the demon carry him the rest of the way.
Immediatly as they got into the suprisingly warm cave, Grimmjow dropped the smaller male, letting Ichigo hit the ground with a thud.
"Fuck." Ichigo whispered, rubbing his back-side a moment before chills whipped through him. He shivered, clutching his robe around him, though it didn't help since it was even colder than his skin.
Grimmjow rolled his eyes, sitting down across the way from Ichigo, "Take off your clothes."
"What?!" Ichigo frowned, shocked.
"Your wet robe is what's making you cold." Grimmjow hissed as he started a fire. "I'm serious, dumbass." He growled when Ichigo didn't respond.
"Aren't you cold?" Ichigo asked, not too thrilled with the idea of stripping.
"Yeah, so what?" Grimmjow snapped back, warming his hands by the slowly blossoming fire.
"Then why don't you take off your clothes?" Ichigo glared.
Grimmjow gave a mocking smile, "My clothes aren't wet, I didn't fall after all."
"Shuddap!" Ichigo sneered, blushing with embarrassment. God, he felt strange; his skin was burning, but he was freezing! He felt...dizzy...sick.
"Oi! Ichigo!" Ichigo could barely hear the sexta speak, his heartbeat was thrumming through his ears; man his head hurt. "Oi! Shinigami!" Grimmjow came over, putting his hand on Ichigo's flushed face, "Fuck!" Ichigo didn't even know he was swaying until he fell over. "Tsk, humans are so weak." Grimmjow muttered, dragging the reaper close to the fire. He slowly began undressing the human boy, facinated with the boy's body. Seriously, this kid was 16?
A snowflake blew in, landing perfectly on Ichigo's lips. Grimmjow bent over and licked it off. Hn...The demon pondered, do all humans taste slightly sweet? Ichigo groaned miserably, his fever spiking.
Grimmjow sighed, picking up a handful of snow, and plunking it on Ichigo's forehead. He could have sworn to hearing it sizzle as it melted on Ichigo's hot skin.
Again Ichigo groaned. It was a soft groan, almost sexy...Grimmjow saw another snowflake land, and then another. Soon they covered all over Ichigo. Grimmjow licked his lips and proceeded to lick off all the flakes. Ichigo softly moaned, an arousing moan at that, at the work of a rough tongue. The moan was enough to make Grimmjow's instincts stirr.
Grimmjow straddled the helpless boy, liking the feel of cold flesh against his warm skin. He licked tenatively at one nipple, going at it harder when he got a lusty moan.
The rough licking brought Ichigo out of his haziness. He groaned, feeling heaviness ontop of him, not to mention...he was heating up at an alarming rate! It was raw heat, not the feverid kind, what the heck?
He opened his eyes to find the demon panther atop him, "what the fuck?!" Ichigo screamed.
"You started it." Grimmjow responded calmly, another scorching lick going down Ichigo's nipple.
"What the hell do you mean?"
"You groaned at me, enticed me." Grimmjow explained, biting down to recieve a yelp.
"Get off! Get off!" Ichigo snapped, pushing the panther away and sitting up, breathing deep. He tried to ignore the new throbbing of his body, but the instant he met Grimmjow's stare, he knew it was all over...
The end!
Author's note: I know, I know, no smut. :/ Ah well, maybe the next one!