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IV
An hour later, Ichigo found himself aimlessly wandering the streets with Grimmjow by his side. Grimmjow had utterly refused to give any clue onto his plan and had instead asked Ichigo to make all the decisions. Some plan.
He glanced discreetly at Grimm who was leisurely drinking the Coke they were sharing. Grimmjow had been amused by the new flavours. Apparently they weren't around when he was still alive and needless to say, he didn't spend his time as a Hollow trying new flavours of Coke.
Which led to Ichigo wondering why the heck was he spending his time as an Arrancar trying the new flavours!
Ichigo scowled viciously.
Hang on...Why was Grimm smirking at him in that manner?
Grimmjow bent a little until he was at Ichigo's eye level, "See something you like?" Grimmjow whispered huskily into his ears.
Ichigo flushed. What the hell is Grimm doing? Getting so near to me...wait, no way! We're in public! What would other people think if Grimm just kissed me here! My reputation!
Ichigo involuntarily took a step back. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see a group of girls already looking at them strangely. No doubt Grimmjow's action was causing some stir.
"Don't bother with them, Ichi," Grimmjow muttered lowly as he drew closer.
A few more millimeters.
"!"
A loud voice caused Ichigo to turn his head abruptly towards the source, "Keigo!" Damn! What if Keigo saw Grimmjow!
Ichigo's head swiveled back to look at Grimmjow but Grimmjow was already gone from his side. Currently he was somewhat casually looking at the display of a nearby store, pretending that they didn't know each other. Somehow, the image of Grimmjow looking at the display of an embroidery store didn't fit. Imagine, the rebellious and arrogant look of Grimm plus tight black clothes plus dangerous looking studs and chains plus biker jacket vs embroidery. Ichigo had to stifle a snort.
Grimmjow gave a little glance in Ichigo's direction before smirking lightly and turning his attention to a girl who had just approached him. Ichigo felt a little twinge in his heart at the sight.
"IIICCCHHHIIIIGGGG - !" Keigo was cut off as he slammed into Ichigo's arm.
"Yo,"
Keigo groaned as he recovered from the slam, "Was that the way to treat a friend, huh Ichigo! How could you!"
Ichigo could only roll his eyes, "So what're you doing here? All alone,"
At that, Keigo started weeping. Ichigo sweatdropped. Great, now everyone is going to think that I'm hanging out with a freak.
Keigo suddenly looked up and gripped Ichigo's shoulder, "You're a great friend aren't you, Ichigo? Not like that goody-two-shoes, womaniser, betrayer-of-a-friend Mizuiro right? Abandoning his best buddy for a date!"
"So you were abandoned,"
"That damned Mizuiro! He - "
"Oh, shut up," Ichigo said impatiently, "You're attracting too much attention," Ichigo bonked him on the head, stopping his rant mid-way.
"Ow, Ichigo. You shouldn't treat your friends like that you know," Keigo looked at him reproachfully.
Ichigo only rolled his eyes in response, "So what are you doing here?"
"Grr, my sister is making me run errands while she fawns over Ikkaku-san. I mean, why does she insist that he's a monk when he's obviously bald! Don't you agree!"
"..."
"Hey! What's with - WOAH!" Keigo was suddenly pushed into Ichigo.
"What the hell?" Ichigo's arm flew out to stop Keigo from falling onto him.
"Oi, watch where you're going!" Keigo turned around to yell at the person who pushed him, only to meet a group of girls rushing by him.
As one, Keigo and Ichigo turned to see who was causing such a reaction. Their eyes landed on a tall teal-haired guy with a frown marring his handsome features. The cause of the frown was quickly apparent. A large giggling group of girls had gathered around him, flirting with him and trying to get his number.
"Why, oh why can't I be him?" Keigo moped dramatically beside Ichigo.
Ichigo was silent. He could already feel the jealousy coursing through him. Why wasn't Grimm shoving them away?
Grimmjow chose that moment to make eye contact. Embarrassed at being caught scowling and glaring at Grimmjow's fangirls, Ichigo immediately turned towards Keigo and attempted to engage Keigo in a random conversation. Glancing a little in Grimmjow's direction and seeing that he was still busy entertaining the group of girls, Ichigo allowed himself to be dragged off by Keigo to finish his errands.
He hadn't even gotten two paces away before his arm was jerked back harshly and he was wheeled around bodily to face a very pissed off Grimmjow.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Grimmjow hissed.
Vaguely, Ichigo could see Keigo beside him, gaping like a fish. The group of fangirls seemed a little disheveled and were looking at Grimmjow forlornly. They looked awfully crestfallen that Grimmjow's attention wasn't on them.
"Where else? I'm leaving you to your fangirls," Ichigo retorted. Shit, I sounded jealous.
Grimmjow's eyes narrowed dangerously, "What the fuck are you thinking of? Leaving without me?"
"You were busy anyway,"
Grimmjow growled angrily in response, "Come on,"
With that, he pulled Ichigo away from Keigo but not before snarling ferally in Keigo's direction. Keigo broke out of his gaping trance and shivered a little at the tone of Grimmjow's voice.
"Let go of me, you bastard! I can walk fine on my own!"
Grimmjow's angry strides led them to the banks of the river. Once there, the two of them stood in angry silence with their back facing each other, both angry with the other for various reasons and neither willing to apologise first.
It was a few more minutes before Grimmjow growled and gave in. He'll be damned if he let this ruin the plan that he had painstakingly thought up.
Grimmjow turned around and grabbed the front of Ichigo's shirt, pulling Ichigo towards him. Harshly, he pressed his lips to Ichigo's and he felt Ichigo opened his mouth just the slightest. He smirked into their kiss and immediately plunged his tongue into Ichigo's mouth, tasting the roof of his mouth and rubbing their tongues together. Ichigo moaned at the contact.
They broke their kiss a few moments later, both gasping a little for breath. Ichigo laid his head onto Grimmjow's chest, unwilling to look him straight in the face.
"Damn you," Ichigo mumbled, barely loud enough for Grimmjow to hear.
"Shh," Grimmjow's arm snaked around Ichigo's waist, pulling Ichigo closer to him and hugging him tightly.
In response, Ichigo only buried his head further into Grimmjow's shirt.