Chapter 03 YAY! :D Thank you Racey, Brittani LOVES you.

Warnings: Grimmichi naughty time! and mentions of rape & death

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach

Chapter 03: It's a Start

"Ichi, close your eyes."

"Why? What are they doing, Shiro?"

"It's nothing for you to see.Shield your eyes, King." Ichigo looked up at his older brother as Shiro watched on in front of him. He placed his tiny hands over his eyes and tried not to peek through the openings between his fingers.

He could hear yelling and screaming, people calling out to other people. His small frame shivered and he felt Shiro wrap his arms around his shoulders and pull him close. Shiro's body was tense and stiff and his grip on Ichigo never loosened. Ichigo could hear people screaming "burn her, burn her". He peeked through his fingers and his eyes went wide at the image in front of him.

His mother lay motionless on the dirt road, a dark red stain on the ground surrounding her body. She was enclosed by a group of women, their clothing bloody and ripped in areas. He began to hyperventilate and he felt the tale-tell sign of tears rushing forward. He continued to watch on as a group of men began to speak. He looked on as one man pointed in their direction and saw as the group advanced towards them. Ichigo could feel Shiro begin to quiver, but he didn't know if it was from anger or fear.

"King, whatever happens, stay here. No matter what you hear, don't you dare move from this spot." Ichigo nodded to his brother's instructions, never taking his eyes off of the men. When he felt Shiro's arms loosen from around him, he looked up. He saw his older brother being dragged away, kicking, by a man with shaggy brown hair and a smile on his face. Ichigo backed away, his legs tripping over a box and scraping his elbow.

"S-Shiro?" Ichigo cried in a quiet voice. "SHIRO!" He stared in horror as the men began to rip Shiro's clothing. His older brother refused to let them do anything without a fight and attacked one of the men, but there were too many of them. He was pushed to the ground, his face scrapingagainst the stones and debris. Shiro gritted his teeth as he felt the first man push into him and he refused to cry out.

One man grabbed at his chin and pressed hard against his cheeks and jaws and tried to shove his genitals into Shiro's mouth. He screamed in pain when the white haired boy bit into the flesh with his fangs, which got him a blow to his face.

Ichigo sat there on the porch of the home his family had lived in for so long, staring at what was being done to his brother, tears streaming down his face. He wondered where their father was while his family was being tortured. Why wouldn't he come to rescue them from this? He squeezed his eyes shut and wished someone would come save them.

He heard a guttural scream and swiftly opening his eyes, staring straight at his older brother lying on the ground, panting. The men that had been assaultinghim lay around him, unmoving. The people in the surrounding area stood frozen, shocked at what had just happened.

"HE'S A MONSTER! JUST LIKE THAT WENCH!"

"KEEP HIM AWAY! THAT CHILD WITH THE FIERY HAIR AS WELL! THEY ARE ALL CURSED BYTHE DEVIL!" Ichigo listened as the people screamed obscenities into the night sky. He crawled towards the middle of the road where his brother and mother lay.

"S-Shiro? Shiro?" He crawled next to his brother and leaned over him.

"I-I told y-you to stay put. You…neva' listen."

"We have to help mommy." Shiro shook his head as best he could. No one could help their mother anymore. She was gone and nothing would bring her back.

"S-sorry, King. It's only us now." Ichigo just looked down at his brother, tears rolling down and falling to the ground below. Ichigo felt so bad. He wished he could have done something to help, but he was still a child. He felt it was his fault that he wasn't strong enough to protect his mother and older brother. "It'll be okay."

Shiro turned over, groaning at the pain, but he knew he and his brother couldn't stay there any longer. He rose to a standing position on shaky legs, hissing at the burn in his lower half and took Ichigo's hand. He limped by his little brother's side as they made their way out of the small town, never to be seen again.

Shiro groaned as he felt the sun's heat flowing across his face. He slowly blinked his eyes open, trying to get them used to the afternoon sun. He laid there looking out the window, feeling the weight of his younger brother's head on his chest. He had fallen asleep on the couch a little while after Nnoitra had left.

He reached his hand out and ran it through Ichigo's long orange locks. He vowed to protect his brother from anything that would do him harm and instead of doing what he thought of first, he left Ichigo in the care of that blue haired human. His brother came home, hurt and broken-hearted, something he never wanted Ichigo to feel again.

He would be out ripping that human apart if he didn't think Ichigo would hate him for it. He knew now that Ichigo had been rejected and that he would sit and wallow in self pity about how he wasn't good enough. Ichigo was a little bit more delicate then he liked to let on.

He looked down when he felt Ichigo stir from his sleep. He knew Ichigo wouldn't want to go to class after what happened, so he would just let him stay home for the remainder of the day.

"Ichi." The orange haired boy slowly looked up at his brother. His eyes were bloodshot and his face looked pale, almost sickly.

"Don't make me go to class today." Shiro just shook his head.

"I won't, but tell me what happened." Ichigo lowered his head back down onto Shiro's chest and looked over at the window.

"He knows. Grimmjow saw me change. He knows what I am and he doesn't want to be around me anymore. He thinks I'm a monster, Shiro." Ichigo took a shaky breath. "You were right. I should have never fallen for him or any human for that matter. All they do is hurt us."

Shiro frowned. He didn't want Ichigo to give up hope even if he himself hated humans. Ichigo was always stubborn when it came to what he wanted and he would try his damnedest to have it. Now,just to give up so quickly, it made Shiro worry.

"Ichi…I know I always tell you that humans are vile and horrible creatures, but I'm not telling you to give up on someone that you really like. You can't blame him for being surprised about your appearance." Ichigo looked up at his brother. "I know it hurts, but you just have to keep on trying and give him enough time to get used to what you are. Don't be scared anymore."

Ichigo gazed at his brother in shock. He couldn't believe the words that were coming from his mouth. Shiro was the one who said to never fall for a human. "Bu-but I thought-"

"Don't worry about what I said. You like him, right?" Ichigo nodded. "Then try again, until your heart can't take it. Make him realize that you aren't the monster that he thinks you are." Ichigo looked down, swallowing the saliva in his throat. "I've never known you to give up on anything so quickly, so don't give up on this."

Ichigo didn't really want to give up on Grimmjow, but he didn't know if his heart really could take anymore rejection. He bit into his lip, trying to contemplate whether he should give it another go.

"Don't you dare come near me again."

Ichigo bit his lip harder, pulling it between his teeth. He guessed he could give it another try and hopefully this time, Grimmjow wouldn't insult him.

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Ichigo sat in his drawing class, listening to the teacher ramble on about his trip to some fancy art gallery, droning on with only half the class actually listening to him. He was a great professor, but sometimes his stories were so boring. Ichigo looked around, noticing half the class was sitting up with their eyes closed. He looked to his left to see Grimmjow completely ignoring him and entertaining some petite, blonde haired woman.

He looked away frowning, feeling the pain in his chest. He knew watching Grimmjow with other people would hurt, but he had to deal with it until he got a chance to talk to him. They sat in the class for another hour before it was over. Ichigo packed his things trying to ignore the giggling girl next to him. He saw Grimmjow and the girl make their way out.

He quickly threw his things into his book bag and made his way to follow after the blue haired man. "GRIMMJOW!" Ichigo shouted as he ran up behind him. He yelled his name again, but didn't think the taller man would abruptly stop. The woman next to the blue haired man turned and glared at Ichigo, but refused to remove her arms from around Grimmjow's arm.

"What!" Ichigo flinched at Grimmjow's tone, but kept his ground and completely ignored the woman murderously looking at him.

"I was…uhm…wondering if I could talk you. It's really important." He looked Grimmjow dead in his eyes and refused to break eye contact. He could see so many things running through those gorgeous azure eyes and really hoped Grimmjow would agree.

"No, I told you to stay away from me." Ichigo felt like his heart had been shoved back into him, just to be ripped out again. He looked down at his feet, his hands shaking, which made Grimmjow frown.

"Awww, are you gonna cry, wittle baby? Tch, come on Grimmy, let's go. We can go to that new café across the street." The girl yanked at Grimmjow's arm, but he wouldn't budge. She looked up to see him still staring at the orange haired man. "Grimmjow? Let's. Go."

"Na-naw you can go, I'm not hungry. Besides I have something important to talk to Ichi about."

"Ichi? So now you're using nicknames, when you just said you wanted him to stay away from you. Make up your mind." Grimmjow glared down at the blonde woman, making her remove her arms from around his in fear. He stepped away from her and towards Ichigo, still refusing to actually touch him.

"Come on, we can talk some place quiet."

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They stepped into the library and Grimmjow made his way over to the couch sitting under a large window that over-looked the courtyard of the University. He dropped his bag down on the floor next to his feet and sat down on the couch and watched as Ichigo slowly made his way over.

He could tell that the shorter man was nervous, but so was he. Ichigo was a fucking monster and he didn't feel comfortable being anywhere alone with him.

"So…what is it you wanna talk about? I want to get this over as soon as possible." Ichigo stood there fidgeting and couldn't look Grimmjow in the eye. He kept thinking about what his brother had told him last week, but nothing seemed to come to mind.

"I-I want to talk about what happened last week." Grimmjow snorted, but kept quiet. "I don't want you to think that I'm something that I'm not, Grimmjow. I just…wanted you to like me." Ichigo whispered that last part. The blue haired man eyed the orange haired one standing in front of him. He really didn't seem like a monster. He was acting like the Ichigo he'd come to like, but he couldn't get over the fact that his eyes had changed or the fact that he had…horns.

"Okay…explain to me what the hell happened. Tell me why you even hid something like that. Why the hell did you change all of a sudden?"

"L-like I said, I'm an incubus. Obviously, you seem to already know what that is."

"Some type of demon." Ichigo nodded. "You know…you can sit down. You seem like you're going to pass out." Ichigo gave a little smile and a quiet thank you before sitting on the opposite side of the couch, pulling his knees to his chest.

Grimmjow glanced over at him, eyeing the way Ichigo was making circles in the couch with his fingers. "I'm a demon that feeds off of sexual tension and lust, sometimes other things as well." Ichigo blushed, which made Grimmjow chuckle to himself. He really didn't seem like a monster at all.

"Other things?" Ichigo's blush turned redder and he buried his face into his palms.

"Don't make me say it." Grimmjow turned his body towards Ichigo, placing one of his legs under him. He really wanted to know what the "other things" were now.

"You're supposed to be explaining this to me. I want to know everything." No matter what, it was still fun to tease the shorter man.

"I, uhm, I feed off of…" Grimmjow smirked at Ichigo for not being able to finish the sentence.

"For someone who supposedly feeds off of sex, you sure are a prude."

"I AM NOT!" Grimmjow cackled. Ichigo was just priceless.

"Were you going to say cum, semen, cock juice?"

"Grimmjow stop, please! You are so embarrassing." Grimmjow could feel himself relaxing. He guessed it wasn't so bad…well this part of Ichigo anyway. He didn't know if he could get used to the whole other appearance.

"So I'm guessing that's what you were meaning." He just nodded. "So you feed off of semen, well that's interesting." It was more than interesting; Grimmjow's dick was practically twitching at the information.

"I feed off of blood too." Grimmjow's eyes widened a bit at that information. Ichigo looked up at him, gauging his reaction. "It's because I'm half vampire."

"Half…vampire?" He really was a monster, but Grimmjow couldn't think that way. Okay, maybe Ichigo had some habits that were monstrous, but Ichigo himself didn't seem so bad. "This is a lot to take in."

"I'm sorry," Ichigo whispered. Grimmjow sighed. He just needed to know everything, and then he would be able to figure out what to do.

"Okay, so why did you change all of a sudden?"

"When my species are aroused, we revert back into our true form. Some can control it, like strong or older incubi, but since I'm still young I haven't been able to learn how to control it yet. It doesn't happen to me all the time. That was the first time it happened so fast."

"So that was your true form?"

"Well not completely, but it was most of it. I grow a, uhm, tail." Grimmjow pressed his lips together. This was getting crazier by the minute. He never saw a real person with a tail before. He read a lot of manga in his day with nekos and what not, but to actually know a person that grows a tail was just outrageous.

"So is your tail bushy and the same color of your hair?"

"Grimmjow, I'm not a damn cat." He heard Grimmjow laugh at him. "You're not even taking me serious, are you?"

"I'm sorry Ichigo, it just sounds like something out of a comic book. I don't mean to laugh at you. I just can't believe this is all real." Grimmjow watched as Ichigo frowned and started to feel bad. "I need proof, something I can see for myself."

"You saw the other day."

"Yeah, but I was totally freaked out the other day. It kind of caught me off guard."

"Well I only change when I'm aroused, so you won't be able to see." Grimmjow hummed in thought and then smirked devilishly. He started to advance on Ichigo, which made Ichigo's eyes go wide. "Wh-what are you doing?"

"About to get you aroused. What else?" Grimmjow was leaning over Ichigo, as he lay down on the couch.

"In the library? Out in the open? ARE YOU CRAZY!" Ichigo was on the verge of moaning at the smell of Grimmjow. He could get used to breathing his spicy aroma. "What if somebody sees? I already have to get used to you knowing what I am. I don't need the whole university to know."

"Well I guess that's true, but where else can we go?" Grimmjow moved back into his sitting position looking down at the orange haired man.

"Grimmjow, you really aren't taking me serious! Is this just some game to you?" Ichigo couldn't believe that he had been so paranoid and Grimmjow was treating this like some practical joke. "I felt heartbroken because of what you said and now that I'm trying to get you to like me again, you're just making fun of me. I can't believe I even…"

Grimmjow watched on as Ichigo's eyes expressed sadness. He wasn't trying to make fun of the smaller man, he was just trying to make the situation easier to handle. He saw Ichigo grabbing his things and panicked. "Shit Ichigo, hold on." He reached out for the orange haired boy and pulled his arm so he was turned towards him and his eyes widened at the tears rolling down Ichigo's face.

"Ichi?"

"You're such an asshole, Grimm. I'm trying to take this seriously and you aren't. I want you to be able to understand me, because I really…like you, but you're acting like you don't even care." Grimmjow pulled Ichigo back down on the couch to sit next to him, before capturing his lips. Ichigo tried to push away, but Grimmjow was overpowering him. He felt his body shiver at the familiar taste of the blue haired man.

He gasped when he felt Grimmjow pull him into his lap, letting the bigger man inside his mouth to explore. He stopped fighting the feeling, ignoring what his plan was from the beginning to indulge in the sweet taste of Grimmjow. He slid his arms around Grimmjow's neck and ran his fingers through the silky baby hairs at the nape of the man's neck, moaning as he felt Grimmjow's tongue twirl and massage against his.

He felt Grimmjow slide his hands down his hips and back, before gripping and kneading his ass. Ichigo whined into Grimmjow's mouth. He felt lightheaded and needed air, which Grimmjow finally allowed him. He looked down at the blue haired man and the other man stared up at him.

"Your eyes are changing." Grimmjow watched as swirls of black began to invade the whites of Ichigo's eyes. The normal nut brown started to lighten in color, shining before they flashed into the perfect color of gold. Grimmjow couldn't take his eyes off of the demonic orbs. They were more eerie then the first time, but for some reason he enjoyed staring into them.

They made him feel hot, like he needed to remove every inch of his clothing. He needed to feel Ichigo's skin rub against his and needed to feel himself pounding into the smaller body. "Grimm?" Said man shivered at the warped, two-toned voice coming from those small, pouty lips.

"Shit! I'm fuckin' burning up." Ichigo swallowed before he descended on Grimmjow's lips. He trailed his lips down his chin and throat, running his tongue over the bigger man's Adam's apple. He could practically hear the blood flowing through Grimmjow's veins and he felt his fangs begin to elongate and sharpen.

"Grimm, I need it." Ichigo breathed against the blue haired man's neck. Grimmjow's mind was completely gone. All he felt was the need to have Ichigo. He slowly drove his hips up to meet Ichigo's, moaning at how good it felt for the fabric to rub against his already semi-erect penis.

"Take it, hurry." Grimmjow didn't know what Ichigo was talking about, but whatever it was, he could care less. If he could still feel Ichigo above him, than Ichigo could take whatever he wanted. He felt Ichigo's tongue run down the side of his neck all the way to his shoulder, before the smaller man began to suck on his pulse point. He moaned at the feel of that little pink tongue touching any part of his body.

The feeling of scraping against the spot where his shoulder and neck met felt interesting, but it didn't hurt. He felt as something pierced his skin and he hissed at the pain before his eyes rolled into the back of his head at the sucking feeling. It felt miraculous and he felt like he would cum in his pants at any minute.

He heard Ichigo moan into his neck and he felt he couldn't take it anymore. He moved his hand to the front of Ichigo's pants, undoing the button and unzipping them. He slipped his hand into the boy's pants, pulling out his already dripping and hard cock. He did the same to his after and growled when they both rubbed up against each other.

Ichigo pulled his fangs from Grimmjow's neck, blood dripping down his chin, moaning at the feel of the bigger man's cock against his. He licked the wound so that it would quickly heal and licked the remaining blood dripping down the man's skin. Lifting his face, he caught sight of Grimmjow's hooded eyes and looked down at where their cocks were joined together.

Grimmjow gazed up at Ichigo, noticing the blood stained lips and leaned forward to lick at them, running his tongue over Ichigo's chin and lips, before capturing them. Ichigo moaned into Grimmjow's mouth as he wrapped his fingers around both of their heated flesh, letting the precum slick their cocks, as he stroked his hand around them.

He never felt so good in his life, Grimmjow's calloused hands felt so amazing as they continued to stroke, making Ichigo thrust upwards in Grimmjow's hand. He threw his head back, disconnecting their mouths, when Grimmjow jabbed his nail into the slit at the top of Ichigo's cockhead.

"Grimmjow!" Ichigo was in a fit of bliss, grinding his hips against Grimmjow's and feeling the immense pleasure from the act they were doing in the library. He could feel his horns tingling and pulsating, and his stomach coiled, meaning he was so close to cumming. He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Grimmjow's. The man had his eyes closed, groaning quietly at the feeling. He was so close, just a little more and he would shoot his load.

Ichigo's body quivered as he whispered Grimmjow's name. He knew if he lost control he would scream for the whole university to hear. He was about to say something when he froze. He could hear voices in the library and immediately exploded into Grimmjow's hand, crying out in ecstasy. Grimmjow came a few moment's later grunting quietly.

He tried to catch his breath as Ichigo seemed to be panicking. "Ichi, chill out."

"Grimm, someone is in here. We have to hide." Grimmjow really didn't give a damn if someone was in the library; he just wanted more time with Ichigo.

"Who gives a damn. Let them see." Ichigo frowned at Grimmjow, noticing he wasn't in his right mind yet, something he always worried about when it came to the sexual intimacy between his kind and humans. He raised his hand and brought it across Grimmjow's face, hoping it would help. "WHAT THE FUCK!"

Ichigo smirked, glad that it actually worked. "Come on Grimmjow." He slipped off of the taller male and fixed his pants, ignoring the confused look on the blue haired man's face.

"Why the hell did you hit me? And what the fuck?" Grimmjow frowned at his hand when he realized it was covered in cum. Ichigo reached his hand out, grabbing and bringing Grimmjow's hand to his lips. He licked at it, making sure it was squeaky clean. The taller man just stared wide eyed at what the smaller man was doing. He guessed he shouldn't be surprised, because Ichigo did say he fed off of it.

Finally getting cleaned up and dressed, they made their way out of the library and down the hall to the doors that led to the outer part of the university. "So…about what just happened, Grimm." Grimmjow held his hand up to stop Ichigo from saying anything else.

"Let's just move on from it, you can explain what happened another time. It felt amazing, so let's just leave it at that."

"What does this mean then?" Grimmjow hummed as they made their way off of the university grounds and down the sidewalk.

"Not really sure. I'm sure there's still a lot for you to explain to me." Ichigo nodded, because there really was. "Well we can take it one step at a time."

"Do you still think I'm a monster?" Grimmjow frowned at the question, not exactly knowing the answer. He looked over at Ichigo. He was the same Ichigo he met on the first day of college. The same long, orange hair. The same nut brown eyes, pouty lips and peachy skin. The same innocent and prudish ways. All that was different were the horns, eyes, fangs and maybe a tail.

"…No, not really." Ichigo sighed in relief. He was so glad Grimmjow didn't think of him as a monster anymore. He just hoped after he told the blue haired man more about his race, he wouldn't revert back to thinking that.

"Well, I guess it's a start." Ichigo smiled up at Grimmjow, making Grimmjow twitch a grin back down at him.

Yeah, I guess it's a start.

Wee, so they are friends again :D, but that doesn't mean everything is going to be sunshine and sunflowers. It's just a start. Things will get a little complicated soon so just because they had a little naughty time doesn't mean they are together now. I'll talk more about how incubi work. Please review and I hope you enjoyed the chapter.