Sick Strawberry

A small little drabble to make myself feel better. I wish I had my own Grimmjow to comfort me right now DX Grimmjow is obviously gonna be a bit OOC, but I tried to stay as true to his cocky attitude as possible

(Completely re-written, should be a lot easier to read now!)

Ichigo groaned quietly as he rolled around in his cocoon of blankets, bright orange hair just barely sticking out. The teen had been sick for three days now, and his cold didn't seem like it was planning to leave anytime soon.

Yuzu had been fussing about him as soon as the first symptoms had started showing, and by the end of the first day she had, with the help of her puppy eyes, made him promise not to leave the confines of his layers of blankets unless strictly necessary.

He knew how much she hated it when he got sick, and tried to obey her to the best of his ability.

He did however need to get up to heat up the chicken soup that she had left out for him before leaving for school, but whatever. At least he got some food in his system. Nevermind that the still half full bowl was standing cold on his bedside table.

As he laid there, rolling around in his slightly delirious misery, the window suddenly opened and an unwelcome cold breeze swept through the room. He groaned quietly and rolled over again, refusing to leave his little blanket fort.

"Rukia, I'm sick, the Hollows can't be that bad…"

He mumbled, too caught up in his misery to notice that the strong spiritual pressure seeping into his room was not that of his short shinigami friend.

"Well I dunno, I'd say I'm pretty bad."

The cocky statement, followed by an equally cocky chuckle was definitely not what Ichigo had anticipated. He quickly shot up from underneath the blankets, groaning loudly when the bright light assaulted his eyes and the sudden change of position caused him to feel even more nauseous.

"What the hell…?"

He mumbled before looking up, freezing from surprise when he saw the messy blue hair and shockingly blue eyes. The grin on the man's face was just as cocky as usual, and Ichigo couldn't help but groan again.

"Grimmjow, what the fuck are you doing here…?"

He mumbled and the former Espada's grin widened as he shut the window behind him.

"I wanna fight."

The blue haired man said, still grinning widely.

Ichigo sighed and leaned against the headboard, massaging his pounding forehead.

"Not today Grimmjow…"

He mumbled, flinching slightly from the pain speaking caused him.

"Why the fuck not? Ya' chickening out on me Kurosaki?"

The arrancar said with a mocking grin, leaning over slightly with his hands in his pockets.

"Ugh, no Grimmjow, I'm sick…"

Ichigo managed to choke out before having a massive coughing fit that left him completely exhausted.

Grimmjow stared at him as he laid back against his pillows taking heavy, wheezing breaths.

"Damn Kurosaki, whatcha' do ta' get like this?"

The arrancar said as he stared at the tired teen, not really sure what to do. He'd only come here to have a fight, and now he had a sick person on his hands? Fan-freaking-tastic.

"Don't ask me…"

Ichigo choked out with a sigh.

"Probably got it from running after Hollows every night for the past three weeks."

He grumbled to himself with a frown before having another coughing fit.

"You should probably leave before you catch it too…"

He mumbled, head quickly snapping up again when he felt another weight settle on the bed.

"Nah, I'm a Hollow remember? Can't get sick."

Grimmjow said and grinned again, making Ichigo frown in confusion.

"D'ya need anythin'...?"

He asked and Ichigo felt his mouth fall open.

"Eh…?"

He managed to choke out, too shocked to form a coherent sentence. The Hollow rolled his eyes before leaning in slightly, staring Ichigo right in the eyes.

"I said, d'ya need anythin'?"

He repeated and Ichigo quickly snapped out of his shock, cheeks flushing slightly in embarrassment from having the arrancar see him in such a weak state.

"N-no, I'm fine…"

He mumbled as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head. What the hell was up with the Hollow today?

Suddenly a low rumbling interrupted his silent musing, and he felt the heavy pressure on his tongue that could only mean one thing. He quickly bolted up from his cluster of blankets and rushed towards the bathroom, throwing the door open in the process. All thoughts of Grimmjow completely left his mind as he threw himself down in front of the toilet and promptly emptied the contents of his stomach into it.

As Ichigo sat there, groaning in his sick misery, Grimmjow slowly approached the bathroom and glanced in through the open door. He cringed slightly at the wet splashing sounds the others vomit created, but entered the small room anyways.

Ichigo didn't take notice of the other as he crouched down next to him, but jumped slightly when he felt a warm hand on his back. He quickly whipped his head around and was met with bright blue eyes that seemed to lack the usual cockyness that Ichigo had gotten used to seeing on the arrancar.

He didn't really have any more time to think the situation over before he felt a new wave of nausea hit him and once again had his head bent over the toilet seat.

"There, there…"

Grimmjow mumbled as he awkwardly patted the redhead's back, feeling extremely out of place.

Ichigo absentmindedly listened to the others awkward attempts at comforting and mused that it actually did improve his mood a tiny bit. After roughly half an hour of awkward soothing on Grimmjow's part and horrible puking on Ichigo's, the teens stomach seemed to finally calm down and he tiredly collapsed against the nearest solid surface, which just so happened to be the arrancars chest.

Grimmjow stared at Ichigo with wide eyes for a total of about two seconds before the wide grin reappeared again and he smugly put his arms around the teen's waist.

"Feelin' better now Kurosaki?"

He asked as the other panted in his arms while tiredly wiping some drool off of his chin.

"I dunno…"

Ichigo mumbled and glanced back at the other, eyelids drooping slightly. They didn't stay like that for too long however, as he suddenly felt a pair of surprisingly soft lips covering his own. He stared up into the bright blue eyes of the arrancar behind him, completely frozen in shock. Grimmjow let out a small grunt and pressed their bodies closer together, impatiently prodding Ichigo's lips with his tongue.

Ichigo's brain, which was already a bit overheated from his fever was now close to melting point. When he didn't answer the constant prodding the arrancar eventually had enough and pushed the teens limp mouth open on his own, ignoring the not so pleasant taste left from the others puking.

"Maybe not the best time to kiss him, but oh well…"

Grimmjow absentmindedly thought to himself but he still held no intention of stopping anytime soon.

Ichigo moaned slightly as the others tongue explored his mouth, slowly starting to move his own tongue in time with Grimmjow's and he silently allowed the other to manhandle him into his room and onto his bed again. After a few minutes of kissing however, he began to weakly hit the taller man's chest until he pulled back again, breaking the kiss.

Grimmjow thoughtfully licked his lips as he stared down at the flushed berry, whose breathing was now even more irregular than before.

"Wh- what was that for…"

Ichigo mumbled out through his heavy breathing, body completely limp against the sheets.

"Are ya' feelin' better now?"

Grimmjow asked, completely ignoring the others question. Ichigo stared at him in silence for a few moments, not really sure how to answer.

"Ah… I guess?"

He mumbled, glancing to the side.

"Great."

Grimmjow said and nudged him closer to the wall, flopping his own body down onto the empty space created. He then reached out and pulled the redhead towards his chest, resting his chin on top of Ichigo's bright mop of hair.

"What are you doing…"

Ichigo mumbled as the arrancar pushed his head into his bare chest, making said redhead flush slightly.

"Keepin' ya' company."

Grimmjow said with a grin and threw the blankets over the teen again. Ichigo stared up at him with a confused frown.

"Why'd you kiss me…?"

The blue haired man was silent for a while, before finally glancing back down at him again with an unreadable expression.

"Cause' I wanted ta'."

Ichigo just stared at him for a moment before looking off to the side again.

"And put some freaking clothes on…"

He mumbled but only succeeded in making the arrancar laugh.

"You love it."

Grimmjow said as he absentmindedly played with a few strands of bright orange hair, effectively making Ichigo's eyes start to droop again.

"Thought you wanted to fight…"

He mumbled as he lost himself to the others soft caresses, making the arrancar chuckle deeply.

"I promise to come back another day."

Ichigo let out an indignant huff before his eyes closed completely, immediately falling asleep. Grimmjow spent a few more minutes playing with the teen's soft hair as he watched the others permanent scowl fade away into a relaxed expression, before eventually falling asleep too, hand still resting on the smaller man's head.

Omake:

"ICHIGO! MY BEAUTIFUL SON, ARE YOU FEELING BETTER YE-OOOFFH!"

"What the hell?! What the fuck is wrong with you old man?!"

Grimmjow growled out as he kicked the crazy man in the face, causing him to fly through the open door and into the opposite wall. Said man slowly slid to the floor but was soon up on his feet again, staring at Grimmjow from outside the door. The two had a quiet staring contest for about two minutes before the bundle in Grimmjow's arms groaned and a bright orange head poked out.

"Shut up goat-face, it's way too early for your shit…"

He mumbled, his mocha eyes hazy with sleep and exhaustion. The dark haired man stared at him for a few seconds before shouting again.

"ICHIGOOOOO! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL DADDY THAT YOU INVITED YOUR BOYFRIEND OVEEEEER! STOP BEING SO MEAN TO DADDY!"

He continued, crocodile tears streaming down his face. Grimmjow stared at the man for a few seconds more before looking down at Ichigo for an explanation.

"He's just a bit… crazy…"

The redhead mumbled as he snuggled into the arrancar's arms again, too tired to care.

"ICHIGOOOOO! SO MEAN!"

"Shut up goat-face!"

The End

Hope you enjoyed the re-write! :)