AN: I don't has much to say this time, which is actually very, very strange ( ._.) BUT I'd like to thank, everyone for all the reviews so far they've been pretty helpful. But I would especially love to thank my two betas,IILesGeMeAuxII, and Yaoilovelove. Anyways I'm done rambling now, enjoy the story.

A few hours later Ichigo woke up, his head had pounded, his throat had hurt from crying so much, his knuckles were sore, and his eyes stung from crying so much. It was dark outside, he didn't realize he slept, that long. He tried to get up, to head to the bathroom when he felt something at his rear, and something draped around his waist holding him.

Grimmjow...

They must have shifted during the time they were sleeping. He grabbed his best friend's arm, which was draped over him holding them close, he timed it perfect so that the male was now holding a pillow. He smiled to himself seeing as how peaceful, his friend looked how he slept.

Grimmjow slept with his electric blue tresses blanketed over his eyes, he had a slight grin on his lips, his muscular form was at ease, resting on his side, and his legs were together bent slightly causing his legs to be at a slight angle. The arm Ichigo had shifted rested securely over the top of the pillow, while his other arm supported his head, which rested on the soft mattress.

Ichigo turned around leaving Grimmjow alone for a second, he reallyneeded to pee. He opened his bedroom door, and wearily padded to the restroom which was directly across from his room. He opened the door, and walked in.

He figured he didn't need the light on, but he was mistaken when he slammed his toe into the sink, immediately causing him to spit out, "Shit!" He kept himself as quiet as he could as not to disturb the others, as he was sure that they were home. He shut the door behind him, and then flipped on the light. He began walking to the toilet, until he saw something in the mirror; surely he had to been mistaken.

"S-Shiro?" Ichigo croaked, he rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands, realizing that it wasn't him.

He placed his hands on opposite sides of the sink and lowered his head; the pain had come back to him.

He had begun crying once again, the tears slipping down his sore swollen eyes. He looked up into the mirror, to see himself. "Kami…you're so pathetic…" He spoke to himself, he clenched his jaw and his hand tightened on the sink, his knuckles had begun to turn white, and he was trembling.

He was getting angry with himself now. "YOU are a FAILURE, this is all YOUR fault, and you've got no one to blame but YOURSELF ICHIGO!"

He couldn't handle his thoughts he lost control and yelled, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" And with the outburst his fist came in contact with the mirror in front of him cracking it on impact.

His fist was bleeding once again shards of glass were in his knuckles, but he didn't feel it.

He wouldn't dare blame himself for this.

He did everything that albino bastard wanted, gave him anything he wanted, he denied him nothing and gave him the world to Shiro he definitely was King, but why…why did he do this, why did he cheat. Why did he lie to his face? He didn't have the love or respect to use protection. Why the fuck did it hurt so much. Ichigo fell to his knees and began silently sobbing to himself, he couldn't control himself, and he was hyperventilating. He really couldn't breathe. He couldn't believe how weak he was being.

His back was against the bathroom door, he wouldn't let his Karin or Yuzu or even Goatface to see him like this. "Ichi…you alright in there?" Ichigo heard a soft, but tired voice instantly recognizing it as Grimmjow.

A few moments ago...

He was peacefully sleeping, the grin on his face was no coincidence, and he was having a great dream, one that always brought a

smile to his face.

Masaki, and Nel had been conversing as the pint sized, Ichigo and Grimmjow had raced each other up the stairs to Ichigo's room. It was his first time sleeping over anyone's house, and Grimmjow couldn't wait.

Grimmjow had barely made it up the stairs first, and he continued running to Ichigo's room instinctively knowing where it was by heart, because he had there every day after school.

He touched the door, and stuck his tongue out at Ichigo. "I beat ya Ichi! I beat ya!"

Ichigo had been a few inches behind Grimmjow, and he smiled as Grimmjow had never beaten Ichigo up the stairs. Grimmjow stood on his tippy toes and opened the door to Ichigo's bedroom.

And he walked in and headed to his toy chest where he picked out the action figures both boys so desperately loved to play with. Grimmjow played the demon Pantera, while Ichigo played Kanonji.

They played actively, running around and chasing each other, until "Kanonji" delivered the final blow.

"Grimmy I got you, you have to fall down now!"

"Okay Ichi!"

Grimmjow fell down letting the white demon panther fall from his hands showing that he was defeated.

Ichigo towered above him, and he announced, "Evil will never ever win!" His arms were crossed across his chest as he loudly laughed doing, Kanonji's signature pose, "Bo ha ha ha ha!" Grimmjow sat up, while Ichigo was doing his pose, and he followed suit doing the same thing.

Grimmjow's mother walked into the room, and sitting his Blue Power Ranger duffel bag on the floor next to her son, kneeling to his height she motioned for Ichigo to come to her just as Grimmjow had, Ichigo walked over to her, and stood next to her as well, she spoke to the boys in a few words of German, as she always had when dropping off Grimmjow.

"Ich liebe dich und Spaß haben." Nel spoke softly to them both with a warm smile then both boys spoke back with a smile on each of their faces.

"Wir lieben dich auch."

Then Nel placed soft kisses on both of the boys foreheads, and embraced them tight, and she left.

"Your German is getting much better Ichi." Grimmjow noted, "So is yours Grimmy, do you wanna play monster hunter some more? I'll be the monster this time." Grimmjow eagerly nodded, and then they both began playing once again.

Time had passed, and both boys had dinner and had taken their showers and it was time for them both to head to bed.

Isshin opened the door, then spoke to the boys, "It's time for bed my two lovely boys! Sleep well my beautiful Ichigo, and my handsome Grimmjow~" and with that Isshin had closed the door, letting the boys settle into bed.

Grimmjow and Ichigo both groaned not wanting to go to bed, as they were playing a new game; they were playing swords with pretend plastic swords. They put their swords away, and began going to their respective places to sleep.

Ichigo climbed into his bed, while Grimmjow got into his sleeping bag on the floor.

"Night Grimmy."

"Night Ichi."

They both had fallen asleep instantly, but Grimmjow was having a nightmare, he was speaking out loud, "Daddy…no I'm sorry, please...don't…Daddy…NO!"

Ichigo had awakened and was watching his friend, wondering just what was going on. Grimmjow sat up from his dream, having being scared awake, and was crying, he looked around noticing he was at home, so he wasn't able to call for his mom to sleep with him.

Ichigo got out of his bed, and kneeled down next to Grimmjow. "Are you okay Grimmy?"

Grimmjow shook his head, and croaked, "I-Ichi can I sleep in the bed with you, I had a bad dream."

He sniffled a bit wiping his face, with the sleeve of his pajamas of any tears. Ichigo nodded, and gave a soft smile while softly patting his back, "Mhm."

He led his friend back to his bed, climbing into his rather tall bed, and his friend followed close behind.

Grimmjow snuggled up to Ichigo, making sure that he was close to him, before they both went off into slumber Grimmjow spoke, "Ich liebe dich Ichi", and Ichigo responded "Ich liebe dich auch Grimmy."

And then the two boys fell asleep, with no problems afterwards.

Grimmjow immediately snapped up in response to hearing Ichigo scream, along with something shattering, being ripped from his dreams. He looked around for his friend's body nothing that he was replaced with a pillow.

Fuck…Ichi…

He stepped out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom, the door being wide open, and he stepped in front of the bathroom.

He could tell that his friend was crying again, he just needed to be sure, he spoke softly through the door, "Ichi you alright in there?" Concern, and caution in his voice.

Ichigo responded his voice no higher than a whisper, yet he could hear the wavering in it, "I'm fine..."

Grimmjow sighed, knowing his friend was lying, and he also knew that they were still home alone.

Grimmjow was a very heavy sleeper, and the fact the Ichigo was able to wake him up was enough proof, that no one else was home.

"Ichi, it's just you an' me here lemme in there."

There was a pause, and then shuffling was heard on the other side of the door, before it opened.

The first thing Grimmjow noticed was Ichigo's hand; he was bleeding, this time worse than before.

"Damn it Ichi…" Grimmjow walked into the bathroom, and grabbed the rag that was in the sink. He wet it and wrung out the excess water, he looked at the cracked mirror, putting one and one together. He walked over to his injured friend and began to clean the blood from his hand, picking out the shards that were in them in the process.

Ichigo stopped crying as his friend walked into the bathroom to help him, his body screaming in how much physical pain his was in, but he didn't care he just felt so…empty… Grimmjow walked to the medicine cabinet pulling out some gauze, and a bottle of alcohol.

He sterilized his friend's wounds, chuckling a bit as Ichigo winced and tried to retract his hand away, but Grimmjow kept it close as the alcohol was put on, then he wrapped it up in the gauze. "

It's not funny a-asshole…it b-burns..." Ichigo stuttered a bit, Grimmjow provided to be somewhat of a calming presence to him.

"Whaddya gonna do cry about it?" Grimmjow retorted, knowing it was a cheap shot, but he knew it was just what Ichigo needed. Proven correct Ichigo chuckled a bit, and shoved his friends shoulder with the hand that wasn't as badly injured.

"You're a fucking dick, I swear."

"Oh? Did you just swear? You know what happens to boys that swear?" Grimmjow spoke moving unnecessarily close to his friend invading his space, Ichigo backed up, his eyes widening he knew what was coming.

"Grimmjow seriously don't I swear…th-this isn't fair! I'm injured!"

He continued backing up until his back hit the wall, all the while Grimmjow continued stepping forward, an malicious smirk played on his lips.

He reached his hands forward and began squeezing just below Ichigo's ribs, tickling him. Ichigo had begun wildly flinching, and spasming around as a roar of laughter tore from him.

"Grimmjow! Stop!" He shouted out trying to get him to stop, but Grimmjow wasn't having it.

He continued squeezing, his sides tickling him a bit more. Ichigo fell to the ground and was kicking, tears coming from his eyes, his laughter only getting stronger, "Oh Kami! Please! I'm gonna pee Grimmjow! Mercy! Mercy!"

Ichigo barely managed to get out as he remembered what he had gotten up for.

When Grimmjow heard what Ichigo said he put his hands up in defeat, and backed away, "Alright, geez don't piss you now."

Ichigo scrambled to his feet and ran to the bathroom, barely making it in time, he pulled his pants down, moved the toilet seat up and relieved himself sounds of relief escaping him.

Grimmjow headed back to bed, as it was still dark outside, and they didn't have to go to school the next day, he figured that he would just sleep in. He laid back in the bed, resting his hands behind his head waiting for his friend to join him so they could go back to sleep.

Ichigo finished up in the restroom, flushing down his waste.

He walked over to the broken mirror looking at him once again, giving a slight sigh.

He wouldn't let himself stay pissed off, at Shiro or at himself.

Shiro cheated on him, and even gave him a sexually transmitted infection. Thatwas completely unforgivable. When he closed his eyes, the thoughts of his best friend flooded his head.

The way he was just able to calm him down, or cheer him up so easily stunned him a bit. He kept replaying what just happened moments ago in his head, over and over again. The way Grimmjow took care of his injury, the way he cheered him up, even their little banter over the tickling. Grimmjow was amazing, and both of them knew it, from the way he spoke, to the way he walked, or even the way he treated people. Grimmjow was a man, a real man.

He was confident, he was so strong, and he had the most perfect body.

Grimmjow and Ichigo often changed in front of each other or showered together during gym so they had seen each other naked, but only at glances.

He had such wild hair, and cold eyes, his damned cocky grin, his perfect broad shoulder, his strong arms and bulging biceps. Oh, kami…he had such a strong chest, with rippling pecs, his abs were just so perfect, he would often find any excuse just to place his hands on them, Grimmjow wasn't a small cocked man either, he was huge, had to be more than nine inches, and that was just when he wasn't hard, his ass…oh his ass was so toned…so round…his thighs, and his legs were so strong, they were roped in muscle, yet they were still lean.

Ichigo couldn't help himself, his back was clad against the wall parallel to the mirror, letting the image of his best friend flood his thoughts, he gently nibbled into his bottom lip, not noticing the sudden erection he was now sporting. The events that happened not only a few moments ago playing in slow motion in his mind, Grimmjow touching him, taking care of him.

"Fuck…" Ichigo had whispered out, wanting the events to happen once again.

"Yo, Ichi you comin' to bed or what? I can't sleep without ya' here." Grimmjow shouted out tearing Ichigo from his thoughts.

"H-huh? Oh yeah! Just a sec Grimmjow. I need to uh…clean this glass up!"

And with that he slammed the door shut, not listening for his friend's response.

He had to get rid of the erection he had, absolutely refusing to go back to bed, with that poking out. He sat down against the bathroom door, to keep from Grimmjow coming in, his pants still at his ankles as he hadn't pulled them up from before. He closed his eyes, and let his memories give him something pleasurable to touch himself to, of course the first thing that came to mind was Grimmjow, his best friend.

He hadn't cared at that point; he imagined what the two were doing just last week.

They were wrestling, and they both had worked up a sweat, and needed a shower.

His thoughts erupted with the vivid memory off Grimmjow pressing his body tight to his own, the sounds he was making.

Oh kami…

Ichigo lowered his hand to the head of his cock which was now dribbling precum; he smeared it down the shaft hissing a bit at how sensitive he was.

He used long, slow strokes at his hardened shaft as the memory only progressed.

Both guys had been in nothing more than a pair of gym shorts, they had to take their shirts off as it was getting too hot.

The sight of Grimmjow working so hard to defeat Ichigo, made his hand tighten around the shaft of his cock, a soft moan escaping from him.

Grimmjow had been flexed, and sweating, playfulness, and this crazy grin played on his face, which always drove him crazy. He had accidentally tugged down his friend's shorts, taking in much more than he should have. Grimmjow had a hard-on, Ichigo didn't know if it was from the close contact, or maybe the accidental groping. After that moment the broke up the match, and headed to the shower, together.

Considering they were at Grimmjow's apartment, the shower wasn't too big, hardly fitting them both but they still managed. They took turns standing under the heated spray; one had took the time and washed their front, while the other got their back.

It was Grimmjow's turn under the water.

"Nn…" Ichigo had begun speeding his hand up on the shaft of his cock, his hips slightly raised from the floor, and began thrusting into his hand.

Ichigo washed down Grimmjow's back, hearing groans of content from him, his hands lowered from the arch of his back to his lower back; he stopped just before he got to his ass. His ass…was just perfect…so firm…so round….so full…

Ichigo's hand was now a blur on his cock as he was stroking himself so fast, inaudible moans leaving him as his mouth was agape.

When his eyes met Grimmjow's tattoo of the gothic number six on his lower back, Ichigo blew his load, with a choked moan, he yelled out, "Grimmjow!"

He laid his against the bathroom door, panting heavily, his body trembling a bit from the force of his orgasm. His eyes were closed, as he rode out the few minutes of his orgasm high. His vivid memories stopped, and he sat there, trying to catch his breath.

He was snapped out of his trance, when he heard Grimmjow call out to him, "Ichi? You alright?"

Ichigo shouted out, shuddering a bit to the male's voice, "Yeah, I'm good just stepped on a piece 'a glass I'll be alright."

Ichigo sighed to himself, he really just touched himself to his best friend, and that wasn't even the worst of it...he was attracted to his best friend.

He was nowhere near ready to trust anyone, to put himself in a relationship once again, but he wanted his best friend.

This was fucking great…

He got up and began cleaning his mess, that he made, then pulled his pants up, and headed back to bed, where hopefully he wouldn't spring another hard-on.

A few weeks later...

What the hell was up with Ichi? Grimmjow was thinking to himself.

He had been given him strange looks, he always have his hands on him no matter what the excuse was, the sleepovers became endless and he would often wake up with his clothes off or strange bruises on his skin he didn't remember having before, and Grimmjow could've sworn Ichigo was staring at him, shower after gym class yesterday.

He wondered what was going on with his best friend, he was always ogling Grimmjow, he didn't mind it at all, and in all honesty his best friend was pretty damn hot.

He didn't want to ruin their friendship by getting into a relationship, and he was only going to be the rebound guy.

No way, fuck that.

Ichigo was his best friend he wouldn't think like that. Grimmjow shook his head, and continued walking over to Ichigo's house Ichigo wanted him to sleep over yet again.

Grimmjow had his same Blue Power Rangers duffel bag thrown over his back filled with his necessary items to sleep over Ichigo's house, but this time he brought something he thought he could use to catch his friend in the act.

Ichigo felt as if the sexual tension between him and his best friend had gotten much stronger, each time he saw his friend he wanted to do absurd things to him, dirty thoughts would always invade his mind.

He was so glad, today was indeed the last day for him to finish up his antibiotics, and then his gonorrhea would be officially gone.

Of course he wouldn't be able to sleep with his best friend just yet, he had to wait a few more days before he could but he would simply do as he normally did before, and have his fun while his best friend slept.

He grabbed the pill bottle, taking out the final capsule of the antibiotics, and then he swallowed it down, with his glass of water, inwardly cheering as he wouldn't have to take them any longer.

He tossed the empty bottle in the trash, and slight clapping could be heard when the bottle landed in the waste bin.

"Nice one Ichi." Grimmjow chuckled as he made the bottle into the trash; Ichigo blushed lightly, and nodded.

"Thanks man, when'd you get here?" He asked a bit curiously, not exactly paying attention to his words.

His eyes were on what Grimmjow was wearing. He had on a black tank top which fit snugly, to show off his muscles, and his shoulders, down to his gym shorts, which were dangerously low on his hips. A bit of his midriff was showing, Ichigo licked his lips ever so lightly.

Delicious...

"Yo! Ichigo!" Grimmjow had given an attention grabbing punch to Ichigo's arm, to get his attention.

"Huh?" Ichigo said rubbing his arm a bit just now noticing the other punched him, but he did deserve it, he was acting like a horny schoolgirl.

"I said…I brought Black Ops 2, you wanna try it?" Grimmjow said slightly annoyed with his best friends behavior, Ichigo just nodded, a bit embarrassed to say much.

Grimmjow pulled out his key ring from his pocket, and opened up the front door to the Kurosaki home.

Karin had been in the living room with a little white haired boy, while Yuzu was in the kitchen with her yellow stuffed lion which she believed to be an animate object.

"Hey Karin, Yuzu." Karin simply jerked her her head up acknowledging his presence, and Yuzu, ran over to Grimmjow hugging him tightly.

"Hey Grimmy-nii."

Grimmjow held her in return softly ruffling her hair, "What's Kon doing in the kitchen Yuzu? Oh! And who's that snowball over there."

The blonde twin smiled and looked up at him,

"He said he was lonely in the room all alone, and that's Toshiro Hitsugaya, he's Karin's rich boyfriend."

Grimmjow found the situation a bit amusing, and then he nodded, "Oh, so Karin found herself a boyfriend…thanks for the info Yuzu."

She nodded, and then walked back into the kitchen where she continued preparing dinner.

He figured it was harmless, the kid looked polite and kept his distance from Karin while on the couch, and he shrugged then lightly jogged upstairs, dodging the flying kick from Ichigo's old man, causing him to fly down the stairs.

"Oh my handsome Grimmjow you've gotten so quick~" Isshin spoke up before he hit the ground.

"I'm not you're son Goatface!" he shook his head, heading into Ichigo's room where he was throwing away his pill bottle.

He congratulated him then sat his bag down on the ground, and began talking, which of course was pointless, because Ichigo was looking at him weird, again.

He said these exact words noting that his friend wasn't paying attention.

"So, after I poisoned the body I chopped off the arms legs, and fingers then I put them in a zip lock bag, and stored the parts in the freezer. A few weeks later I made it into lasagna, and brought it over here, that's why the meat was so tender. You're a dick for not listening to me, and I'm going to punch you in the arm…if you don't respond…"

He then proceeded to punch the other in his arm, then spat out, "I said…I brought Black Ops 2, you wanna try it?"

Grimmjow sighed a bit, while Ichigo sheepishly nodded.

Yuzu knocked on the bedroom door, saying softly to the two men, "Supper is ready, wash up and come eat."

Yuzu headed back downstairs after delivering the message, and then the men headed out of the room, and washed their hands, then headed downstairs to have their dinner.

Dinner was relatively long, both Ichigo, and Grimmjow got to meet Toshiro, he preferred to be called by his last name, by the two teenagers which made them both laugh, the kid was so serious it looked like he never smiled, ever.

He was definitely the one for Karin.

Isshin spent most of his time yelling to the picture of Masaki, that Karin would soon be bringing in bountiful grandchildren, which caused him to get...

High fived. In the face. With a chair. By Karin. Five times.

Toshiro found the situation to be a tad humorous, but he hadn't shown it, just simply continued to eat his dinner politely complimenting Yuzu's cooking.

After dinner Grimmjow and Ichigo excused themselves and headed back upstairs where they popped in Grimmjow's Black Ops 2 into Ichigo's PlayStation 3, they played if for a bit, but ended up getting in a heated discussion, because Ichigo thought the game sucked, while Grimmjow found it absolutely amazing.

It was a stupid argument, both men being as stubborn as they were kept to themselves until it got for the time for them both to hit the hay.

Ichigo had left the room, for a while, and Grimmjow took the time, to take the camera from his duffel bag.

He set it up on Ichigo's desk, hidden in plain sight, between his backpack, and a stack of textbooks.

"Perfect…" He spoke to himself, he would uncover some answers he knew something was up, and tonight he was going to find out exactly what was going on.

AN: A lot went on this chapter, and things escalated pretty quickly between the Berry heads. Hehe, tune in next week for the next chapter, thanks for reading. OH! Gimme your reviews too, your input is what keeps me goin' ! P.S. : Black Ops 2? Sucked xD

Translations:
 Ich liebe dich und Spaß haben: I love you both, have fun.
Wir lieben dich auch: We love you too.
Ich liebe dich: I love you.
Ich liebe dich auch: I love you too.

IILesGeMeAuxII