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After Grimmjow and I 'made up', he drove me home. He said he had something he needed to take care of. That was okay, I honestly didn't know what I was going to if I had stayed anyway. Not to mention another appearance from Luppi. Next time he might actually try to kill me or something. I sat on the couch just thinking about everything. About Grimmjow, about Shiro, and about the mind numbing sex.

I surprisingly had time to think to myself without interruption from Shinji, but it wouldn't last long since he gets off work in about 30 minutes. I slowly stand to full height and make my way to the shower. I was just now realizing I hadn't taken a shower after me and Grimmjow's activities.

Making my way to the bathroom and closing the door behind me, I hear the front door swing open. I knew it was Shinji, so I didn't pay much mind to it, although he's back earlier than I thought he would be. I continued to go on with my shower, rubbing my body with peach scented body wash and shampooing my hair. I absentmindedly looked down at my lower half and groaned.

I had bruises and hickey's everywhere, mainly my hips. I hadn't paid much attention to it until now, but I had bruises all along my hips from Grimmjow banging them into the desk. Oh well, nothing I can do about it now.

I step out and grab a towel and wrapped it around my waist. I don't bother to dry off because I'll only ended up air drying as Shinji ambushes me with questions regarding my whereabouts.

When I open the door, it's just as I predicted. Shinji glares lightly at me, but let's out a quiet sigh.

"Thank God you're okay…"

"Why wouldn't I be?" I ask curiously, giving him a smile. Shinji gives me a look of confusion and hurt.

"Are you kidding me? You come home two weeks ago looking like someone killed your cat and barley left your room during that entire time period. Then, you leave and don't come home for hours without telling me a thing! How am I not supposed to worry about you?! You don't tell me shit anymore, Ichi!"

I hadn't even taken Shinji's feelings in consideration at all. I was so busy thinking about myself and Grimmjow, I hadn't stopped to tell Shinji all of what happened. I hear Shinji gasp. I then feel a hand ghost over my hip. I had covered the bruises, but the tip of it was showing.

"Ichigo, you gotta tell me what's going on! Those are bruises on your hips!" I flush at the comment. Shinji takes notices to this and gets closer to investigate.

"Why are you blushing?"

"N-No reason…"

"No, no, no. There's a reason and you're going to tell me. Right. Now. Lemme see, Ichi…" He says. I slip pass him and run towards the living room. I try to jump over the couch, but I'm tackled on it instead. Shinji grips the towel and tries to pull it from my waist.

"Lemme see damn it!"

"NO!" I yell as lose my grip on the towel. I'm not really embarrassed about Shinji seeing me naked, but I am embarrassed by the all-knowing look Shinji's giving me.

"Oh, I see. I recognize these kinds of bruises. I'd say these are from a desk. Am I right, Ichi?" Shinji asks me as wiggles his eyebrows. I snatch the towel back, rewrapping it around my waist.

"How do you know that?"

"I've been around the block. The question is, who gave you these pleasure bruises?" I sigh and run a hand down my face.

"Don't call them that. It's just weird."

"Fine, but I still wanna know who sex'd you good and hard." I blush.

"Shinji!"

"What? I'm just saying…"

"Well don't say. I'll tell you, but you can't spaz. Alright?"

"I won't say a word throughout the entire story…" Once I had Shinji's word he wouldn't do or say anything weird, I proceeded to tell him what happened between Shiro, Grimmjow and I. When I was done, Shinji was rocking back and forth trying to contain his excitement.

"You can speak now…" I inform him. Shinji immediately jumps up and hugs me, swinging me around as he does so.

"Ugh, I fucking knew it! You guys are gonna be so cute together! But shit too bad for Shiro, huh? He was such a cutie too. I thought you would've ended up with Shiro for sure!" I sit there helplessly as Shinji goes on and on about the stuff he thinks I need to know about my own relationship.

"So, you've got to tell me, who was better in bed?"

"Shinji, I can't tell you that!"

"Oh c'mon! Who am I gonna tell? It's not like me and Grimmjow are close." Well he did have a point. I rarely see Grimmjow talk to Shinji even when we're all together. If anything, Grimmjow hates Shinji. And I wouldn't say Shinji is completely crazy about Grimmjow either.

"Well, they both were pretty good. But Grimmjow was better. For starters, he was bigger than Shiro. And was just so…sexy! I thought I was going to die when he picked me up and slammed me on his desk. And when he was thrusting from behind I-" I stop and shutter. I don't continue to go on, but I know if I do, I'll only end up needing a cold shower. Shinji on the other hand looked disappointed that I had stopped. I clear my throat.

"A-Anyway, Grimmjow was better." Shinji frowned, but had accepted the answer. After minutes tick away I hear Shinji speak up.

"So what about Shiro. Is he, you know, okay?" I hadn't called to check up on him. The last I saw him was earlier at Grimmjow's house and I hadn't heard from him the entire two weeks. Maybe I should check up on him. I mean, Grimmjow is his best friend.

"Hey Shinji, could you do me a favor?"

"Anything."

"Do you think you could call Shiro? You know, so I can get him and Grimmjow talking again. It is my fault that everything is the way it is…" Shinji pats my back comfortably.

"Don't beat yourself up over it, it'll only make you feel how Amy Winehouse looks…awful. Just awful." He says as he shakes his head. I hold back laughter as he continues. "But, leave it to me! I'll call him over and you can call Grimmjow."

I smile at him as he pulls out his phone and dials Shiro's number. I knew for a fact Shiro probably wouldn't answer my phone call, but he might for Shinji. I stand up and walk into my room, finding something comfortable to put on. I settle for Ginjou's old pair of sweatpants. What? Just because we broke up doesn't mean I have to give everything back. And what's one lousy pair of sweats going to do? Kill him? I think not.

Once changed, I walk back out into the living room. I find Shinji in the same place he was when I left the room, but only this time he has smile plastered on his face. And not a good one either.

"What did you do?" I ask with uncertainty. Shinji still smiles as he plays with the ends of his shirt.

"You don't have to call Grimmjow, I did that already. Along with Shiro. They'll be here in about five minutes…"

"Five minutes? That's a bit quick…"

"Well, I kinda told them you were in a fix and you needed help and that I wasn't home to help you…" I grip my hair and pull at it.

"You did what!?" Shinji smile sheepishly and sticks out his tongue. I growl and tackle him and he falls over. He tries to pull himself away but I pull him back by his hair.

"Ow, oww! Watch the hair, Ichi!" He screams out. Just then, banging on the front door, along with yelling, stopped our movements.

"Ichi! Ichigo! Are you okay?! Open the door!"

It's Grimmjow!

I get off of Shinji and fix myself up before answering the door. I'm greeted by the sight of a panicked Grimmjow. When he finally registered that it was me, he pulled me in for a bone crushing hug.

"Fuck, Ichi! You had me fuckin' terrified. Your friend called me and said something was wrong." I awkwardly pat his back.

"I-It's alright Grimm. I'm fine, see? Other than you crushing my bones, I'm perfectly fine…" I wheezed out. Once Grimmjow let go he looked over my head and targeted Shinji.

"What the hell's your probably, Tinker Bell? I seriously thought Ichigo was hurt!" I sigh as those two go back and forth with insults. I slowly close the door, but a foot stops it from closing completely.

"Ichigo? You alright? You're friend called and…"

"Just come inside Shiro. We, uh, need to talk about some stuff." I tell him as I look down. I couldn't bring myself to make eye contact with him, not yet anyway. Grimmjow was too busy arguing with Shinji to notice that Shiro had walked in. He closed the door quietly and made his way over to the couch, head down and shifting nervously. Grimmjow stopped midsentence and looked me over before laughing humorlessly.

"What is this? I should've know somethin' was up. I'm outta here." He says but I stop him. I gaze up at him.

"Please Grimmjow, just talk to him!? I know you're hurting too and he's supposed to be your best friend."

"My best friend fucked you." I cringe at the statement.

"Only because I asked him too!" I defend.

"And he could've said no! Hell, it took me a shit load of pride to suck it up and forgive you." I grip the front of his shirt.

"So, why can't you forgive Shiro?" I ask. Grimmjow pauses. Shiro then stands up.

"I appreciate what you two tryin' to do, really, but I can't force Grimmjow to hear me out if he doesn't wanna listen. I'll just be on my way." Shinji grabs Shiro and pulls him back down, then sits on his lap.

"You, my friend, aren't going anywhere until this shit gets solved. So, I hope you enjoy my ass on your crotch." Shinji says with a smile. I sigh.

"Shinji, please be serious."

"I am being serious." Shiro groans from under him.

"Why do I feel like this was just some convoluted plan for you to grind against my lap?"

"It honestly wasn't meant to be like that, but Shinji is Shinji…" I tell him.

"Hey! I can't help it if my natural instinct is to grind against his dick…"

"I'm picking up the vibe that you're a man-whore…" Grimmjow tells Shinji. Shinji growls back an insult.

"I'm picking the vibe that you're fucking with the wrong one…" I stand in front of them both.

"Before this escalates into a murder scene, why don't we just do what we came here to do? Please?" I ask desperately. The room fills with groans, but no more complaints.

"Now, Shiro you wanted to say something to Grimmjow right?" He nods and shifts his position slightly. Shinji groans and I shoot him a glare.

"Look Grimmjow, I like I've been saying for the past two weeks, I'm sorry. I…I can't take back what I did. And I know I could have, and should have said no to Ichigo's offer, but my feelings got the better of me. And I know that that doesn't excuse what I did or make it any better. I just want to go back to being how we were, laughin' at stupid shit, prank callin' each other at 3 in the mornin', messin' with Ulquiorra…" He says.

I see the ends of Grimmjow's mouth go upward and he lets out a quiet chuckle. His smile slowly fades away as he begins to talk.

"Whitey, what you did was completely fucked up. I honestly can say that I wouldn't have reacted the way I did if you hadn't keep it a secret. You tried to make seem like it didn't even happen, while I was just left in the dark. Let me be the first to tell you, if you ever do some shit like that again, I'll fucking kill you. You got that?" Grimmjow growls out. Shiro doesn't flinch at his tone as he nods his head firmly. Shinji eases his way off of Shiro's lap. Grimmjow then gives Shiro a smile.

"Now, get your white ass up and give me a hug." Shiro was nearly in tears as he stood and gave Grimmjow a hug.

"Awww, aren't they just adorable!? You gonna kiss and make up too?" Shinji asked. Grimmjow simply smirked at Shinji.

"Actually…" He said as he leaned closer to Shiro's face.

"Uh, Grimmjow what are you doing?!" Shiro asks in a panic. Grimmjow continues to get closer, and just when they were inches apart,

Grooooowl

My stomach growls. I hide my face in my hands as both Shiro and Grimmjow laugh loudly.

"You should've said you were hungry sooner!" Shiro said as he slaps my back.

"How about some Chinese food, on me?" Grimmjow suggested. We all agree.

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Somehow, someway, I got stuck riding with Grimmjow to go pick up the order. We were currently waiting in the parking lot in his car, while we waited for the Chinese place to call us and tell us our order was ready. Until then, we were stuck in his car, doing nothing.

"You wanna play tic-tac-toe?" Grimmjow suggested. I glare at him and slap his arm.

"Well, I'm just trying to provide entertainment…"

"You know, silence is also enjoyable."

"Or, or, we could have sex…"

"No way in hell!"

"Too late, I've already made up my mind!" Grimmjow says as he unclicks his seatbelt. He reaches over the middle armrest and kisses me. I kiss back, but complain when he pulls away.

"We're in a parking lot and we don't have any lube…"

"Then it'll be a quickie, and as for the lube issue." He reaches in his pocket. "I got that under control. Now come here." I allow him to drag me to sit on his lap as he lets the seat back. I sit with my back against his chest and my hands on the steering wheel, muttering under my breath.

"I can't believe you carry lube in your pocket…" Grimmjow laughs as he un-do's my pants, pulling them so they were at my knees. I groan as I feel his finger tip poke at my entrance, then slowly thrust in.

"Ngh…" Grimmjow adds another finger to the process and starts to thrust deeper.

"H-Hey, easy! Shit, uhnn~!" I moan as I rest my head on the steering wheel.

"Fuck this…" I hear Grimmjow say as he covers his erection with lube. Once he's done, he pushes through the tight ring of muscles and groans.

"Fuck, you're warm inside."

"Grimmjooooow~!" I moan as he starts to pound into me from behind in our awkward position. It still felt good though, I figured it'd still feel good no matter what position we were in. Grimmjow changes his angle a little so that he could thrust inside me more. I feel my insides twitch with need.

"Grimm-Fuck. C'mon, go harder! I-I'm close!" I scream just as he thrusts inside me harder and strokes my length all of two times before I'm releasing my load. Grimmjow follows soon after.

Grimmjow musters up the strength to pull out of me and clean us up. When he's done, his phone rings.

"Yeah? Oh, okay. No problem." Grimmjow then looks over at me. "Food's ready, I'm gonna go inside and pay, while I'm inside lock the doors and crack the window a little." I groan a response as Grimmjow gets out of the car. I slowly move over into my seat, wincing slightly at the pressure I just put on my ass.

I follow Grimmjow's instructions and lock the doors and crack the window. It was then that I noticed a figure near the door. It started to approach the car door. The person then knocked on the window. I rolled it down some, just so that it was enough to see my face. I was surprised to see who it was.

"H-Hey, you're…"

"Ichigo Kurosaki, wasn't it?"

Just when things were starting to look up too…

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