Grimmjow threw open the door wit a, "Honey ~ I'm home." waiting to see Ichigo's scrunched face and bright blush at the pet-name. It didn't come. "Ichigo?" He closed the front door, sweeping through the abnormally quiet house, "Hello?!"

"Oh, you're back..." Ichigo was curled up on the couch. A terrible nasal quality to his voice that Grimmjow had never heard before... Ichigo made a strange snuffing sound like some sort of buffalo and coughed. "How was your day?" he asked weakly.

Grimmjow tilted his head, "Fine. And yours" Maybe since Ichigo was still asking him the normal questions- everything was fine? He sat next to the reaper, leaning into him for a kiss.

"Don't." Ichigo covered his mouth, "I'm sick."

Grimmjow frowned as Ichigo uncovered his mouth, "What's that mean? What's sick?"

Ichigo gave a short laugh, "It means I don't feel good because of a virus." The panther just gave him an even more confused frown. Ichigo waved his hand, "Weak human stuff you'd probably say." he said with a little smile.

"But you're not a weak human." Grimmjow sniffed at him, trying to detect this 'virus', "So it must be serious." He did smell something not quite right, leaning even closer to try to figure it out.

Ichigo giggled brokenly, pushing on Grimmjow as the panther slid his nose along his throat and cheek, "Stop that."

"You do smell different."

"I'm sure I smell disgusting." Ichigo answered and sighed, "I haven't had the energy to get up and bathe..."

Grimmjow perked up, "You want me to give u a bath?"

Ichigo eyed him with narrow eyes then sighed deeply, "Yes, I want a bath and I need help." he held up his arms in a pick-me-up gesture, looking utterly helpless. Grimmjow scooped the reaper up, wrapping the boy around his body like a baby koala, supporting his butt and back wit his arms, and carrying him upstairs. Something must really be wrong for Ichigo not to be fussing about being carried-let alone actually asking to be carried. "You're so warm." Ichigo murmured, pressing a cold nose against Grimmjow's neck.

Grimmjow purred, squeezing his mate a little closer, "We'll get you warmed up properly." he carried Ichigo easily, even managing to plug the tub and start the water without releasing him.

"I think you can put me down now. I'll get undressed." The reaper murmured, not making a move to be released himself.

Grimmjow set him lightly on his feet, "Let me help you." He kissed the back of Ichigo's neck, holding him steady as he disrobed the sick boy.

Ichigo was compliant, letting Grimmjow slip off his shirt and even his pants without fuss. He didn't even offer more than a slight pout when the panther looked his naked form up and down with a naughty grin.

"Don't say anything." He warned, putting one foot into the tub as Grimmjow held one arm.

"I wasn't gonna." Another grin that Ichigo just glared at, putting his other foot in and then sinking into the hot water with a sigh.

"This is nice…" He murmured, sliding down until everything but his head was submerged, "I could die right here."

Grimmjow shook his head, "You don't even have bubble bath."

"It doesn't need bubble bath..." Ichigo replied softly and then gave a look, "We don't even have bubble bath."

"I'd get you bubble bath if you wanted it." Grimmjow said, his tone unwittingly something between a threat and a promise, which made Ichigo laugh.

"I'm fine without bubble bath, but thanks." He managed to say before coughing again, "Though, you can hand me the soap so I can wash."

"What do you want washed, be specific." Grimmjow grinned that naughty grin, while pouring body wash onto a loofa.

"I can wash myself, I think I'm already feeling a little better." Ichigo held out his hand for the loofa.

"Answer the question." The loofa was held primed and ready for cleaning action and just outside Ichigo's reach. The reaper glared. "I just wanna help you~" The panther feigned innocence, Ichigo didn't believe it. "Fine." Grimmjow tried again, baring his teeth, "You don't have a choice then, so tell me where you want washed."

Ichigo clearly debated with himself before giving a sigh, "Start with my back." He let out an involuntary moan as the loofa swept over his shoulders and down his back, making bubbly circles, "Just keep doing that."

Grimmjow laughed, "To think that all its taking is a loofa for you to make those kind of noises."

"Shaddap." Ichigo bit out, groaning in relief again as the loofa worked against his lower back, "And thank you."

"I live to please." Grimmjow replied, continuing to work the loofa over Ichigo's skin without tease (even though he really wanted to), "Lean back and I'll get your front." Ichigo complied far too easily- he usually didn't like being exposed, even to his lover- but now he had pooled out; offering from throat to toes and every delicious bit in between. Grimmjow ran the loofa across his chest and abs, admiring as he went all this sweet skin, restraining himself and hoping the 'sick' ended soon. Ichigo let the loofa wander as it would, so easily... "Are you asleep?"

Ichigo's eyes were most definitely closed, "No?"

"You can't fall asleep in the bath."

"Why not? Its nice here."

"You're being silly." Grimmjow offered, more than amused by the reaper whose bite had disappeared with the 'sick'. He rinsed the Ichigo off and then proceeded to stand him up, wrap him in a towel, and then scoop him into his arms.

"I'm so tired." Ichigo said quietly as Grimmjow sat him on the bed and started to towel him dry, flopping backwards.

"Let me just dry you then you can sleep." He pulled the sick one back upright, finishing the drying and then slipping a t-shirt over his head, guiding his arms in. Putting the sweat pants on next was a challenge of its own, trying to lift his hips and pull up the pants at the same time while Ichigo was dead weight and limp as a noodle, "I don't see how you can sleep through this."

"Tired." The boy offered, curling up with a soft sigh as Grimmjow finally let him lie down, "Thanks, g'night." He mumbled, nuzzling his pillow as Grimmjow pulled blanket over him.

Grimmjow cleaned up a few things, turned off lights, and locked doors. Then climbed into bed with the now snoring, open-mouthed, Ichigo, and spooned around him. "Goodnight...feel better."

-Fin-

(This is incomplete on purpose... *shifty eyes*)