A/N:
Hey, how are you guys? Sorry it's been so long, school, work, and I'm a beta now. Check out Caitie, she's pretty beast. I currently beta Strawberrys and Vampires. Ha!
fanfiction. net/s/ 6309913/1/ Strawberries_and_Vampires (take out the spaces! or just look up CrystalMoon23.)
and im real sorry for those of you who wanted sex on the stairs. i just couldn't fit it in here without messing up my plot, which i have already mostly planned out. sorry!:)
Chapter Warnings: BoyxBoy officially, my horrible writing (like usual), and of course, out-of-character-ness.
Characters Introduced: None again.
Kiss: To touch or caress with the lips as an expression of affection, greeting, respect, or amorousness.
"Shit."
Grimmjow groaned as Ichigo's voice whispered into his ears. It was like listening to one of the sirens from Greek Mythology: fuckin' great voices, but it lead to sailors' downfall. Maybe he should have analyzed that a bit more, but right at the moment he was too occupied with Ichigo; his own personal siren.
Ichigo reached up to caress Grimmjow's teal hair, his fingers running over the jelled locks.
"You're hair isn't naturally spiky, huh?" Ichigo's voice was still low and filled with lust, but right now it seemed like the orangette was trying to soak up every fact about this exact moment in time. This of course included what Grimmjow's hair felt like, and now he knew.
"O-Of course not, dipshit! How the hell would my hair be naturally gorgeous like this without any help?"
Ichigo scoffed. "Don't be so stuck up about it."
As Ichigo's hand continued to twirl around Grimmjow's hair, Grimmjow himself started to get worked up even more. He absolutely loved it when people messed with his hair, even though he often denied it to anyone. It was a secret fetish Grimmjow was very sneaky about.
"Ichi..." The older assassin murmured as Ichigo's delicate finger wove in between strands of hair, pausing to massage his scalp every now and then. Grimmjow held in a groan, and he sealed his lips tightly together to keep all of his approving sounds inside.
"Do you like this?" Ichigo let his finger go lower and rest upon Grimmjow's ear. His pointer started to trace the shell of his ear, stopping slightly at the top before scaling downwards again slowly. His finger then landed on Grimmjow's top lip, and it traced along the seam between his lips. Grimmjow's lips were practically tingling now with the touches Ichigo was giving him.
Ichigo's lips were almost on his now; the distance being only the width away of a hair from touching. Why was all of this happening so fast? Only moments the two were fighting, and now they were scary close to kissing.
Kissing. Sure Ichigo had kissed guys before, and he'd even kissed a girl or two also, but never had Ichigo wanted to kiss someone as bad as he did right now. Most of his relationships had only lasted for a month or so, the longest relationship he recalled having was with Orihime, the busy chick that lived next to the school he had went to for a while. They had dated for three months, and then Ichigo ended it when his assassin duties started to kick off.
Yeah, they had even had sex, so Ichigo was by no means a blushing virgin. In fact, he was quite the opposite.
"I wanna eat. You. Up." He flicked his tongue out to trace along the edges of Grimmjow's lips. Involuntarily, Grimmjow's lips parted in a silent gasp, and a shiver crept up his spine giving Grimmjow goose bumps.
"What-" Grimmjow started, but his breath caught when the orangette pressed his lips softly against his own. Grimmjow had expected Ichigo to kiss him roughly, but this kiss was so innocent that it made Grimmjow feel like a school-girl getting their first kiss in the middle of a hallways or some shit like that. Ichigo pulled away slowly and reopened his eyes to look into Grimmjow's own teal orbs which were half-lidded and dazed.
"I'm sorry, I really don't kno-" Grimmjow grabbed the stuttering Ichigo's head gently, and quickly crushed his mouth back onto the younger teen's soft lips. Ichigo grunted in surprise as his lips were suddenly reattached once again to Grimmjow's. Wet, sloppy sounds echoed through the spiraling staircase as the kiss became more heated and their mouths opened to get a better taste of each other.
Ichigo tore his mouth away from Grimmjow's when he felt the need for air come back, although he was considering to just keep going and pass out. He would have rather kept kissing Grimmjow and pass out, then to stop and maybe never kiss the other teen again.
Ichigo frowned as he panted, and Grimmjow just smirked at him. His breathing was normal, after all, so that only meant that he himself had greater stamina than Ichigo.
"Bastard." Ichigo scoffed at the cocky looking man in front of him. Grimmjow smirked down at him.
"Again?" Grimmjow asked casually. Ichigo laughed which cause Grimmjow's face to flush slightly. Ichigo was having fun seeing the seemingly tough man blush so easily.
"Of course."
Urahara was currently in a really awkward and potentially terrifying situation. He was sitting at the long table with Sousuke sitting on the opposite end like usual. Urahara smiled at his dear friend and waved his hands around in the air.
"Maa maa, I'm sure Ichi-chan and Grimm-chan will be back soon!"
The brunette scowled at his friend. "They shouldn't have left in the first place."
"Well," Urahara began with a dramatic wave of his left hand, "You never know with teens these days! I mean we can't really-"
"Kisuke." Sousuke cut the anxious blond man off with a bitter tone. The two older assassins held each others' gaze for a few minutes, while the air around Urahara shifted uncomfortably.
"Did you help them escape?" Sousuke's eyes were practically on fire now, burning with his deep hatred for his friend at the moment.
"Well, you see-" Urahara wished Yoru-chan was here to help him with this. All of the tense air was no good for his health,no good at all.
"Tell me the truth!" The brunette growled causing Urahara to flinch slightly. Urahara decided to hide behind the gray fan he had pulled out, and to shield himself from Aizen's gaze sent directly towards him.
"Urahara Kisuke, I will find a way to make your life miserable if you do not answer my questions."
Urahara sighed in defeat. "Well, you see..."
Ichigo groaned as Grimmjow thrust his tongue into his warm mouth, tracing over every inch inside the younger assassin's mouth. Ichigo wound his fingers into Grimmjow's cyan hair and pulled at the ends harshly. Grimmjow grunted at the harsh treatment, but his 'face-sucking' did not even falter.
"Grimm!" Ichigo panted as he tore his mouth away from said bluenette's mouth once again. Grimmjow just never seemed to learn that he couldn't hold his breath that long!
"Jesus, let me breathe some." Ichigo took long gulps of air and tried to regulate his breathing while Grimmjow watched intently. Grimmjow laughed as Ichigo attempted to scowl at him, his face scrunching up in mock anger.
"Hey, come on, don't look at me like that." Ichigo pursed his lips at Grimmjow's statement.
Grimmjow let his hand travel back into Ichigo's hair and massage gently. He smirked as the scowl fell from Ichigo's face and it twisted into a look of pleasure instead. He leaned against Grimmjow lighly and felt his eyes slip closed.
"I love it when people play with my hair..."
"Hey now, don't fall asleep on me. I wanna make out more." Ichigo's eyes opened at this.
"You're a pig." He muttered, but made no attempt to move, so Grimmjow just smiled lovingly down at the kid.
"You're really cute Ichi." Ichigo stuck out his tongue childishly, and smirked when Grimmjow's brows furrowed in confusion. Ichigo crawled forward and sat down in Grimmjow's lap, his back pressing into Grimmjow's firm chest. He snuggled closer, and let out a deep, content sigh when Grimmjow wrapped his arms around Ichigo's stomach.
"You're really cute too..." The orange headed teen whispered, but since the stairwell was so quiet Grimmjow heard it clear as day and smiled.
"Hey Grimm?" Ichigo whispered into the space before him. Grimmjow let his chin rest on top of the smaller man's head, and he took a deep breath to get a good whiff of Ichigo's natural scent. He smelled sort of like sweat, but that was natural and Grimmjow didn't mind that one bit. He actually loved it.
"Yeah?" Grimmjow whispered back, trying not to break the silence around them.
"I..u-uhm...I really like you." Ichigo's face lit up so bright he practically lit the stairwell up by himself. Grimmjow stifled a laugh because he figured it would hurt Ichigo's pride, and instead he just gave Ichigo a small peck on the top of his head.
"Fuck, I really like you too Berry-head."
"I can't believe this is happening." Aizen Sousuke glared daggers at his blond friend now cowering across from him at the table. Now that the sneaky man had spilled all the tasty details about letting the two teens go outside without permission, Aizen had a bad taste in his mouth. This whole situation was just fucked up, to say the least. Now, Aizen was going to be 'forced' to do something he really didn't want to do. The two teens deserved punishment for disobeying the rules, hard punishment.
He stood up causing his chair to squeak against the hard flooring. Urahara watched his movements, trying to figure out what his friend was planning now. Urahara felt really bad about spilling his plan to Aizen, but he figured that this punishment would be less severe than if he wouldn't have said anything.
Aizen walked towards the large double doors that led into the hallways. He let his feet carry him swiftly, he did, after all, have some very important business to attend to. Urahara watched as Aizen smirked at him before disappearing out the doors and shutting them behind him. The blond let out a long sigh as he ran a shaky hand through his hair. This was bad.
"What have I gotten us into...?"
After the cuddling phase had worn off, Ichigo and Grimmjow had taken to kissing one another once again. Ichigo was straddling the bluenette's lap, who was still sitting with his back pressed into the wall. Ichigo nibbled on Grimmjow's bottom lip and lifted his eyes to watch Grimmjow's reaction. He smiled when the other man groaned slightly and let Ichigo abuse his lips without a second thought.
Everything was sill for a few moments as Ichigo and Grimmjow shared another innocent kiss, one that didn't venture past closed lips. These kisses were affection filled, and Ichigo loved the cute little school-girl kisses like this. After that last kiss ended, Ichigo stood up. Grimmjow stood at the same time luckily, and caught the dizzy teen who had almost fallen.
"Careful there Ichi." He said as he righted the younger boy on his feet so he wouldn't fall again.
"Sorry, I got dizzy. I hate when that happens." Ichigo groaned in frustration as they began to descend the stairs, this time standing next to each other instead of in a line. Grimmjow reached over and interlocked his fingers with Ichigo's own, and smiled as Ichigo blushed and squeezed Grimmjow's hand in encouragement.
"We're gonna be in some deep shit, I tell ya." Grimmjow complained. The thought of Aizen catching them was terrifying, and now that Ichigo was remembering this as well, he began to shudder in fear.
"Shh, it's okay. We'll handle this together, right?" Grimmjow looked at Ichigo's worried face as he tried to reassure his friend, boyfriend, accomplice, whatever the hall they were now. Ichigo looked up at Grimmjow and smiled one of his breathtaking smiles.
"Yeah I know. I'm sure you'd save me if anything were to happen to me anyways, wouldn't you Grimm?"
Grimmjow laughed deeply, the sound causing Ichigo to shiver in delight instead of worry. "I wouldn't let Aizen touch you with a ten-foot pole if I thought he was going to hurt you."
Aw, how sweet. Ichigo smiled and squeezed Grimm's hand once again to show his appreciation. The light of the main room was visible on the staircase now, and the white walls looked unwelcoming to the two young assassins. This was going to be horrible if Aizen was standing down there. Horrible I say.
"I wouldn't let anything happen to you either. I'd go attack a million police officers to save you." Ichigo announced and he watched as Grimmjow's eyes lit up.
He sighed happily as they made it into the main room and noticed that no one was there waiting for them.
"It's gonna be super easy falling in love with you Ichigo." Grimmjow said as he walked away quickly, leaving a stunned and ecstatic orange head behind. Oh, but not for long though. Grimmjow could never leave his sweet strawberry alone now that they were together, well sort of. They'd just have to figure that one out in the morning.
Ending A/N's: Wow, I'm super tired. It is 4:30 am, after all. Oh well. Sorry the chapter is so short, i really wanted to cut it off there and i couldn't think of anything to squeeze in there and make it longer, my fault! Grimm is super sweet, i think. i wish i had a boyfriend that acted like that! :( hmph. oh well, no need to be sad i guess.
-Ashley