A/N: Deepest apologies for the late update, I'm facing my final year exams and its really stressful. The practical work is out of the way so I should be updating more now.
Thank you to everyone who reviewed, favoured and alerted etc. It means so much to me XD.
I forgot to explain V in my last chapter, I'm sorry, I can be an airhead sometimes =/.
V is a combination of blood and silver. Silver is like kryptonite to vampires; it makes them weak and kills them (depending on the amount induced or inflicted on the vampire).
In the case of the Vampire Hunters, V is what is their katana are filled with, so when they slash at a vampire; V is what attacks their system and gradually kills them. The blood is a mixture so that vampires, especially young ones, can get hooked to it, and therefore become annihilated.
Also please note that vampires originally came up with V; it was an experiment used when they sold their blood to humans through a drug process (heroine, silver and blood) and therefore it became their repellent.
Heroine is another addition but only applies to humans; humans get a frenzied high from heroine, blood, and silver, which is the new 'it' drug; and it can also give them extra strength. That's not really important, but I might as well explain it.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Bleach, there I said it.
Anyway, Onwards with the story!
Rukia and Renji shunpo'd through the streets of a fairly quiet Karakura. Glancing at his long term mate, Renji's brown eyes narrowed at the lack of composure Rukia was keeping. Normally Rukia could hide her emotion well, but today her large, violet eyes were filled with worry and fear.
Clearing his throat as they moved, Renji spoke up following the awkward silence, "I won't let anything happen to him, or anybody else….So wipe that sad look off your face before you start crying".
A small smirk appeared on her face as they neared the familiar reiatsu. "I wasn't going to cry you tattooed buffoon".
Entering the nearby park, they shunpo'd in silence before Rukia stole a glance at the larger vampire.
"Renji?".
"Yeah?", Renji replied, watching the petite vampire look away sheepishly.
"Don't ever change".
Renji mentally laughed at the light blush grazing her porcelain skin. Rukia would always show how she cared in strange ways; and with awkward, pink cheeks.
"Idiot…as if I could".
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Collapsing onto his well defined, sweaty chest; Orihime panted, having reached her climax as he released himself inside of her.
Her hazy, grey eyes peered up through the wet bangs that now clung to her face with sweat. Studying his facial expression, Orihime could not suppress a giggle at the worn look on his normally scowling face.
Orange eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the beauty who was laughing at him. Managing to catch his breath, Ichigo spoke, "What is it? Did I uh… do something weird?".
Ichigo was relieved he couldn't blush, because right now he was sure he would be purple faced with embarrassment.
A look of shock spread across her face as she flailed her hands in protest. "N-no not at all!. I love what you do!, No ah when you do me!. I-I mean when you-",Orihime cut herself off as she clapped her hands over her beet-red face to hide her embarrassment.
Chuckling at her flustered state, Ichigo pulled her hands away from her face and lowered his head to meet her gaze. Her eyes were closed.
Sighing, Ichigo leaned closer until his breath was fanning her face. "Look at me".
An eyelid cracked open, to reveal a grey eye, followed by another. Although her face was still flushed from her words; Ichigo's brown eyes seemed to hold her gaze in a trance. His eyes made her feel like she was being engulfed by a sea of warmth; filled with trust, determination, and care.
The corner of Ichigo's mouth lifted upward; revealing a smirk that made Orihime's heart flutter erratically again. "Its cute when your embarrassed…but I gotta say, you don't need to be embarrassed, there's nothing left to hide".
Orihime buried her face into his neck to further conceal the red that tinted her cheeks. She could feel his chest vibrating from his laughing at her once again flushed state.
Truth told, she was sure that if her brother were alive; he would be ashamed of her for giving herself with such ease, and to a vampire. "No….", shaking her head, Orihime dismissed her thoughts. It was about time she was selfish, and if that meant being with a vampire then she'd be damned.
Feeling determined to get her own back; Orihime sat up, almost head butting Ichigo in the process, and poked him in the chest. "Your mean…Kurosaki-kun", she purred, knowing that calling him so formally would still bother him.
Her heart rate began to speed up again; excitement coursing through her veins as she remembered how animalistic he had been when she dared to call him by that. Suppressing a grin was difficult as she watched his fawn-coloured eyes flicker black.
She was taunting him.
"You were warned", Ichigo whispered, sending chills down her spine. His voice was deeper, a sense of dominance and power emitting from his tone.
In one swift movement he flipped her beneath him, pinning her thin wrists to the stained sheets. His hooded eyes watched her with such lust and hunger, like a predator having caught his prey, that Orihime felt an ache form between her legs.
She knew he was teasing her, it was obvious at how he was hovering over her pinned body. Watching how his eyes slowly drifted to her neck, Orihime swallowed thickly. She had forgotten about the mark he had left on her neck, and strangely enough, how it felt good to be bitten by him. Exhilarating, Euphoric, and Intoxicating…..
Almost instinctively, she arched her back to accommodate him to bite her once again and awaited the rush, her smoky eyes never leaving his.
Ichigo's fangs extended instantly at the sight of her wanting him to feed on her. There were two small holes with dried blood left from where he had previously bitten her. Did it really not hurt?.
He had tainted her delicate, ivory skin by marking her, but an overwhelming streak of jealousy fled through him at the thought of some other vampire trying to take her. "Over my dead body….", he thought to himself.
Bending toward the auburn haired beauty, Ichigo cupped her jaw as he braced himself for impact.
The moment was interrupted at the sound of the bedroom door flying open and an all too familiar woman's voice.
"Ichigo! You'll never believe what we have to-", Rukia and Renji skidded to a stop at the sight before them. Heat flooded both their cheeks.
"DAMN IT GET OUT!", Ichigo roared, scrambling to cover Orihime's naked body with his own. He felt his face burn with anger and embarrassment. "What the fuck are they doing here!".
Orihime was sure her heart had stopped; especially the sudden rush of heat to her face for the hundredth time. Confused by the sudden intrusion, she waited for her bedroom door to close before grabbing at her clothes thrown across the room and shakily put them on.
"W-wasn't that Kuchiki-san and Abarai-san from the other night in the bar?", Orihime stuttered, her heart still thumping loudly in her chest. She fumbled at putting on her shirt and skirt before making eye contact with Ichigo, who looked just as awkward as she did.
Zipping up his pants, he cleared his throat before continuing. "I'm gonna kill them, especially Renji. I bet the bastard wanted to walk in on us…. Well whatever they're here for it better be important!".
Storming out of the room, Ichigo felt his fists clench in frustration as he came face to face with his two long term friends.
There was an awkward pause as Renji and Ichigo refused to look at each other; so Rukia coughed before breaking the silence.
"I don't see why you two are so embarrassed; its perfectly natural that Ichigo would need to relieve himself because of the tens-Ouch!", Rukia grabbed her head in pain from the fist that collided with it.
"Shut up about it Rukia!. This is none of your damn business, so say what you need to and get out of here", Ichigo hissed, towering over the petite vampire.
An angry face appeared in front of Ichigo's, blocking out the female vampire from view. "Don't you hit her! Its not her fault we caught you randy as a skunk".
Ichigo felt a vein throb in his forehead; his eye twitching with irritation at the proximity of the pineapple head. "What was that baboon face? I was too busy trying to find your eyebrows."
Before Renji could tackle him into a fight, a small foot collided with his chin, sending him several steps back.
Both vampires looked down to see an angry, shaking Rukia. "Shut up the both of you!. Renji, I can stand up for myself thank you, and Ichigo, if you ever hit me again I'll tattoo your face myself."
Renji sniggered at the horror on Ichigo's face. He knew how much Ichigo hated Rukia's artwork.
Feeling a slap on his cheek he looked down at his raven haired mate. "What was that for!".
Her eyebrow twitched before a small smirk played upon her mouth. "Laugh at my drawings again and I'll tell Ichigo where you have a chappy tattoo".
Ichigo's ears perked at this, but before he could pursue the topic, Renji quickly spoke. "Ah-uh so I think you should tell him what's been going on."
Sighing, Rukia inhaled deeply before exhaling. Her large, violet orbs softened as she started. "Ichigo…you remember how I blamed you for the murders that have been happening around Karakura?".
Ichigo nodded once, his orange brows furrowing at where this could possibly be going.
"Well…I was wrong, and I'm sorry….It turns out that when you were fighting that vampire hunter earlier, her vice captain was murdered around that time…and Yoruichi-san has figured out who it was; she saw the bodies", Rukia explained; both her and Renji watching the vampire with concern.
Ichigo felt a wash of relief that his nakama's believed he wasn't to blame. "Great so who is it?. Let me guess; some young rogue vampires that refuse to live off Pigeon Ruby?".
Renji and Rukia exchanged looks before Renji spoke up. "Not exactly…the victims had holes in their stomach's from being gutted…Ichigo…Grimmjow is back."
Shock and horror swept across Ichigo's normally scowling face. His hazel eyes shrunk in confusion and disbelief. "Grimmjow..Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez?…No way….He wouldn't come back…he was banished….".
Grimmjow's last words to Ichigo flashed across his mind. "You are a Vampire and I am a Hybrid! Whichever side losses will be annihilated. That's how it's always been for thousands of years. Do you need any other reason to fight? Come on. The one who remains standing next time, will return alive. That's all it comes down to!….So next time we meet Kurosaki…mark my words…I'll smash you into oblivion.", Grimmjow shouted, then laughed manically.
That laugh rang in his ears. That insane, manic, frenzied laugh….
"Ichigo say something, please", Rukia pleaded, shaking him out of his thoughts. He looked up at both Rukia and Renji; determined and confident.
"Its okay guys, I'll defeat him. I won't let him spill another drop of blood here.", Ichigo smiled reassuringly; Renji and Rukia in disbelief at his sudden resolve.
"When did you grow up?. Has this something to do with Inoue?", Rukia asked, that knowing smile spread across her delicate features.
Renji looked behind Ichigo. "Speaking of Inoue-san, is she too embarrassed to come out?".
Ichigo turned around, shrugging his shoulders, before knocking on the door. "Oi Orihime, are you coming out?.".
No response.
Opening the door, Ichigo saw the window wide open, a note placed on the dresser table near it.
It said: "I didn't want to interrupt the conversation because it sounded serious and honestly, I was still a bit embarrassed!. I've gone to the bar to see Tatsuki-chan… I hope to see you again soon,
Orihime Inoue 3 ."
Having finished the note, Ichigo shoved it into his pocket and ran a hand through his hair. Did she have to go out the window? If she had fallen….No.
Sighing, Ichigo shook his head before turning back to the older vampires. "She went out the window to go to work. I'm gonna follow her, I'm not comfortable knowing she's walking around alone while Grimmjow's out there on a killing spree."
Grabbing his jacket, he walked past the two and headed for the door before Renji grabbed his wrist. "Wait Ichigo. Grimmjow doesn't know that you know Inoue-san, and don't you think if he saw you with her then he would use her as bait to lure you?".
Pausing, Ichigo considered his words, but quickly shook them off. "Nope. He's a hybrid, out of all of us, he could easily pick up my scent from her." Ichigo quickly left, leaving Renji and Rukia in Orihime's apartment.
There was a pregnant pause before Renji turned to Rukia. "Wanna do it here?".
A fist collided with his still bruised jaw, quickly shutting him up.
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Orihime looked at her feet, which were crunching against the leaves that were frozen from the bitterly cold snow. The icy breeze felt amazing against her red cheeks, which were now returning to their creamy shade of ivory.
Her thoughts directed her back to the trio's voices, which were barely audible through the walls. "Kuchiki-san didn't sound too happy…and Kurosaki-kun wasn't really talking…".
About to correct herself for using "Kurosaki-kun", her thoughts drifted back to how he tortured her for calling him that. A squeal escaped her lips at the memory.
"Look who it is; if your not falling on your ass your talking to yourself", a voice startled her, causing her to whip around quickly, and essentially, lose her balance.
"Kyaa!", she cried, frantically flailing her arms for something to grab. Her gloved hand clutched at the arm that latched its way around her waist to support her up.
Grey eyes met the all too familiar teal ones, and Orihime's mouth formed a small "o".
Grimmjow didn't release the auburn haired beauty and made no attempt to, as she was firmly pressed against his rock hard chest. He grinned down at her helpless state as she stared at him with awe.
"Its you!. Ah I mean thank you for helping me once again eheh", Orihime laughed nervously, trying to step back from him, but there was no avail.
Giving up from pushing against his chest, Orihime looked up at him and locked her eyes with his. It was like looking into a sea of turquoise; a sea that was inviting her to come and test its depths. His eyes were different from Ichigo's, and she wasn't sure if they were eyes she could completely trust.
Looking away, Orihime managed to free herself slowly. "Who are you?. Will you tell me your name now?".
"Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. Tell me woman, what happened to your neck?", Grimmjow asked, shoving his hands into his jeans pockets and cocking his head to the side.
Panic washed over Orihime as she grabbed at her scarf which had come loose when she slipped. Quickly, she re-wrapped it around her long neck and giggled nervously.
"Oh I had a bit of an accident, you know I'm clumsy", Orihime replied, scratching the side of her head.
Teal eyebrows raised at her answer before he scoffed. "Che, whatever. Just don't make it a habit or people will start calling you a fangbanger."
A blush tinted her cheeks at the memory of Soi Fon calling her that. "A-and what exactly does that mean?". She mentally cursed herself for stuttering in front of Grimmjow; she didn't even like the guy for gods sake.
Grimmjow's non-chalant expression turned into a wide grin and he strode toward her, causing her to instinctively take a step back; only to hit her back against a wall. Déjà vu all over again.
Leaning one arm over her head, he peered down at her before speaking inches away from her wide eyed face. "Nice try princess. You may be innocent, but your not that innocent.", he purred.
Orihime's expression hardened. Just what exactly was he insinuating?. Who the hell did he think he was?.
Shoving his chest but to no avail; Orihime glared at the teal haired man who was grinning at her futile attempt of a fight. "Don't act like you know me Grimmjow…now please get out of my way."
Orihime waited a few seconds for him to move, but he didn't. He seemed amused at how she was getting angry with him. "Make me move", he demanded, that manic grin never leaving his face.
Closing the distance, Orihime left about 2 centimetres between her face and Grimmjows. Watching as his eyes dropped to her mouth, Orihime carefully and slowly licked her bottom lip. "Yes its working…", she thought.
Tatsuki had taught her this technique once if she ever found herself in distress. Teasing her tongue on her bottom lip, she could of sworn she heard him growl.
Slowly, she pulled her right knee back, and when the right moment came, she swung it forward with such speed she was sure she had hit his member square between the legs.
Grimmjow didn't budge. Instead he looked down at where his large, callous hand had caught her kneecap and then back up at her. "I'll give you that, you nearly had me. That stunt with your tongue had me distracted.", he laughed.
Orihime looked at his hand gripping her knee with force and she clamped a hand onto his one. "", she ordered, trying to pry his hand away. He could easily have access to her seeing as she wasn't wearing tights, and she wasn't going to let him have his way.
"You think your hot shit don't you?. Well fuck it", he smirked. Before Orihime could reply, he crashed his lips against hers and pushed her thigh open to grind against her barely clothed sex. A slight moan elicited from her mouth, which ashamed her to the least, but resulted in him growling in approval into her mouth.
Grimmjow felt a very familiar reiatsu, and pulled back only to leave the auburn haired girl standing confused and slightly hazed.
"Sorry princess, looks like I'll have to find you again. Keep your window open for me.", he flashed a very toothy grin; revealing a set of fangs, before leaving.
Orihime's eyes widened at the realisation. "No way…he's a vampire too?…Its like they're coming out of nowhere".
Fixing herself, Orihime quickly left the quiet area and out onto the main street of Karakura, no more than 5 minutes away from Tatsuki's bar. She needed to talk to her best friend about what's been happening; about Ichigo, about vampire hunters, and about this arrogant Grimmjow.
Orihime was broken from her thoughts as an arm grabbed hers, spinning her around. Almost reflexively, she kicked her knee out in defence; only to be stopped again.
Grey eyes locked with hazel ones and orange eyebrows frowned in confusion. "Are you alright? I didn't mean to scare you."
Orihime beamed a smile at seeing Ichigo; feeling safe and happy again, she wrapped her arms around his torso. He wrapped his around her shoulders in return; but couldn't help but look around him. He could of sworn he sensed that teal haired bastard.
Shaking off the feeling, he glanced down at Orihime who was looking up at him. "I'm so glad it was you."
Ichigo felt a stone drop in his stomach. Was there someone else?. "Were you expecting someone else?", he asked, uneasiness in his tone.
"No not at all!. Its just…",Orihime paused before continuing. "I met this person the other day, and I was talking to him today…and well…I found out he's a vampire."
Ichigo's eyebrows raised again. It was probably someone he knew. Thinking nothing of it, he laughed. "What's his name?".
Smiling back at him she answered. "it's a funny name actually! Grimmjow ..Jagger..something!".
That stone in Ichigo's stomach turned into a rock…a huge rock.
Authors Note
Okay another chapter down, I hated this one. I'm sorry again, there's more I want to do but this chapter had to get out of the way. If I have disappointed then please forgive me…I did try to make this chapter decent enough.
Next chapter we will meet Isshin and co. and a pervy Keigo.
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