AN: Sorry for not updating in the longest time but I've been really busy with exams, and like relationship problems, lost my muse, etc...but I'm trying :o so yeah, here's the next chapter enjoy~

The two teenagers walked into the house of pancakes chattering between themselves. The restaurant was a bit quiet, aside from the light conversations among the few people who were in it. The aroma was of simply breakfast and both boys loved it. They both took the time to sniff the air, the smell itself making their stomachs growl in hunger.

It didn't take long before a cheerful host came and guided them to their seats, not before Grimmjow of course asked for a child's place mat along with a few crayons, Ichigo didn't want to be left out so he did the same. The host had no choice but comply, and gave the two boys their coloring utensils, as well as the place mats along with separate adult menus.

Of course they went to a booth as they always did when they went out to eat together, and each sat on opposite sides of each other.

Ichigo stretched his legs out on the length of the booth while Grimmjow lazily plopped down and began vigorously working on the picture of a whale on his coloring page.

Ichigo couldn't help but chuckle as Grimmjow gripped the crayons too hard, breaking a few of them. Grimmjow figured out his error, and simply began stealing Ichigo's.

"Those are mine!" Ichigo whined childishly, lazily swiping for his blue and green crayons which Grimmjow took. Grimmjow ignored him, and began coloring once more.

Ichigo grabbed the few crayons he had left which were of course, yellow, brown and red. He used his limited artistic abilities to begin coloring the well drawn pictures on his mat.

The boys were silent, as they both worked on their place mats a goofy grin was planted on Grimmjow's lips when he was coloring though as he finally finished an accomplished smile was to his lips, Ichigo had a rather stern look taking his coloring very seriously, he finished up his artwork then lounged back letting the back of his head rest against the wall, near the window as if he had finished a masterpiece.

They both placed their artwork in the center of the table to compare each others work.

"Grimmjow…why the fuck is everything blue?!" Ichigo almost shouted.

Grimmjow pointed down at the blue crayon which stood completely intact, while all the other colors were broken.

"If you didn't hold them like you didn't have thumbs you wouldn't break them idiot." Ichigo shook his head then, pointed down at his artwork which was still a bit limited in colors but still looked great.

"Fuck you. Your picture is definitely missing some blue let me fix that…" With that Grimmjow grabbed his blue crayon, and placed a big 'X' over Ichigo's entire drawing, then began chuckling. "Much, much better."

Ichigo's jaw dropped, as all his hard work was put to waste, he would've jumped over the table and beat the hell out of his best friend if he hadn't heard the waiter softly clearing his throat, and muttering something under his voice.

Both boys looked up to see their waiter, his name tag said, "Ulquiorra" in red letters, he had on the standard work uniform, but his face looked rather emotionless.

He had on a massive amount of eye make up, which made it seem as if he was permanently crying, which made his cold green eyes stick out.

His long, jet black hair was tied back in a spiked ponytail, as it was too long for it to be worn down. He spoke in a monotone voice, his eyes not bothering to meet the gaze of either guys.

"What do you want to drink?"

Grimmjow and Ichigo both exchanged glances then simultaneously chuckled, before answering.

"I'll have orange juice." Ichigo spoke.

"Yeah same here." Grimmjow chimed in.

Ulquiorra was gone before Grimmjow could finish what he was saying and returned with their drinks, sitting them down in front of both guys.
Ichigo, and Grimmjow figured they would have a bit of harmless fun, which Ichigo began.

"Um, excuse me waiter? You gave us the wrong drinks."

"Yeah, I ordered the orange juice." Grimmjow noted, no hint of playfulness in either of their voices.

Ulquiorra was not amused, and simply muttered loud enough for both men to hear:

"Trash…"

Then he turned leaving both guys alone. Ichigo and Grimmjow exchanged a very confused glance.

"The fuck was his problem?" Grimmjow questioned, taking a small sip of his juice. Ichigo shrugged as he began heavily swallowing back his own juice.

A few minutes passed before a new server came. Her name tag stated, "Rangiku" She had long strawberry blonde hair, when was in a low ponytail which rested lazily over her shoulder, her lips were full and glistened a bit which what seemed to be red lipstick, a beauty mark stood out from the red lip wear, at the corner of her mouth.

Her attire was different from that of the previous server. Instead of grey slacks, she wore a grey miniskirt which was a bit tight on her thighs, and rather short

. She had the standard uniform shirt tucked into the skirt, which in all honestly did no justice to her not so subtle cleavage. The first few buttons were undone, showing the brim of her pink bra which cupped her breasts very well.

Her piercing blue eyes went over to glance at Grimmjow's piercing azure ones, a spark was instantly created.

Grimmjow couldn't help but stare at the mountain of curves before him, the woman before him was damn near a goddess. Given he was with Ichigo they weren't a couple, so he was sure this would be fair game. As their eyes locked, he couldn't help but give a smirk flashing his canines, along with it.

"Hello…I'm Rangiku and I'll be your new waitress, what would you gentlemen like to order?" Her voice was rather sultry and very soft, she even seemed to giggle a bit as she finished speaking, a slight pink was to her cheeks as Grimmjow smirked toward her.

"I'll take about…ninety pancakes, and all the bacon you have." Grimmjow chuckled a bit.

"Big appetite hm?" She flashed a suggestive grin, with a coy wink.

Ichigo laughed a bit then awkwardly excused himself from the table, without either of the two noticing.

"In more ways than one." He spoke back rather bluntly, which instantly caused her cheeks to darken even more.

"How about…I give you a tall stack of pancakes, a few strips of bacon and my number, and I can make you breakfast at my place..."

"Sounds good to me." He chuckled lightly, then grabbed the small sheet of paper which she scribbled her number on, then slipped it into his pocket.

Ichigo noticed something was up with Grimmjow, he was practically drooling and he had the look of lust in his eye similar to the one he had when they were going at it. He looked over in Grimmjow's line of sight and saw the waitress, she dressed a bit revealing, but perhaps she wanted tips. She was really pretty, and if Ichigo was straight he would be reacting the same way his friend did. He figured Grimmjow would just look for a bit, then return his attention to their playfulness, but when the woman came over and the two began flirting things started to get well…awkward.

Ichigo fidgeted a bit in his seat as he was ignored when he was trying to put in his order. As the flirting got heavier he started to get a bit jealous, so he got up without them noticing and headed to the restroom.

As he entered the men's bathroom he splashed water on his face, and shook his head. He honestly had no reason to be jealous, Grimmjow was going to get some action, and probably tell him all the details, not skipping out on anything. He gave a brief sigh, running his fingers through his orange hair, then he figured he would stop being so stupid and go back realizing he hadn't put in his order yet.

He left the bathroom, returning to his seat across Grimmjow. He didn't sit in his normal relaxed way, he sat upright, and rather tense. As he took his seat he noticed that the waitress was gone, he relaxed just a bit, figuring Grimmjow sent her away.

"Hey Ichi, where'd you run off to?" Grimmjow asked, his juice already halfway gone.

"I definitely had to go take a piss." Ichigo said back with a grin, his hand reached across the table lightly nudging at his friend's shoulder.

"Alright, fuck don't give me the details", he chuckle softly "Oh, by the way I ordered for you, and…I got that chicks number."
Grimmjow said nonchalantly.

Ichigo staggered a bit, and felt himself tense up once more. "O-oh…"

Grimmjow instantly caught it and perked up, "Did you not want strawberry French toast with bacon?"

Ichigo straightened out then shook his head, "Nah, that's fine but that's cool that you got her number I guess…" His warm auburn orbs shifted to his orange juice which showed his reflection, as his voice as he trailed off.

"Yeah, I'm heading over to her place after she gets off work so you and I can still hang for a bit."

Ichigo nodded, then smiled a bit happy that his friend had found someone. "Cool.."

Ichigo was extremely jealous, and it was pissing him off. Why the hell was he suddenly so jealous? It's just Grimmjow, he had even played wing-man for the guy a few times to get him laid with a few girls, but this? Nah…he didn't feel right…

Grimmjow could feel something was up with Ichigo but, he didn't exactly say anything he was more focused on the curvaceous figure bringing their food.

The way she smelled mixed in with the food, combined with her looks, and her soft, seductive voice was doing something to Grimmjow, it had him hard once again.

Upon receipt of his food he poured strawberry syrup over the tall stack of at least a dozen pancakes then began instantly scarfing down the pancakes, one by one making sure to get in a mouth full of bacon between each bite.

Ichigo slowly picked taking a few sordid bites out of his french toast, for some reason he lost his appetite, and his mood went downhill. All he wanted to do at this point was to head home and lay down.

Ichigo reached into his pocket, and pulled out his wallet, and gave Grimmjow his debit card, as he was still responsible for paying for their food. He stood up out of his booth, and without even a word he left his not even half eaten food, and his best friend in the restaurant with a scowl on his face.

Grimmjow didn't refuse, but then took his best friends food and began eating off his plate as well there was no need for good food to be wasted.

Ichigo headed home, letting his head hang a bit low. As he approached his home he gave a slight relieved sigh then headed inside. He went in to see his sisters, and his father along with that Hitsugaya kid again. He greeted them, quickly as he made his way up the stairs and to his bedroom where he immediately slammed the door.

It wasn't the fact that Grimmjow was flirting in front of him, it was that he was doing it just after they were so...close. He gave that trust to his best friend and he just acted so, casual about it like it didn't even happen.

Ichigo wasn't jealous anymore, it had gone further than that. The redhead was definitely pissed. If Grimmjow was allowed to have fun, he definitely would have some fun of his own.

AN: Sorry if this one seems so short, my muse is slowly coming back, let me know what you guys think. I feed off your commentary :3 It sounds so devious….anyways I might post another chapter tomorrow if I'm not too busy. Thanks for reading~