Chappie Numero dos is up! I thank every one of you lovelies who reviewed! you know who you are! x
Disclaimer : Tite Kubo & Nicholas Sparks
Warnings : Yaoi, OOcness, Swearing, Violence
"I'll see you soon then."
– Savannah Curtis, Dear John
The Shrimp Shack
"Best seafood you'll ever have" Ichigo said radiantly.
Blue brows knitted together. "Yeah I know. Used ta come here all the time." Grimmjow replied gruffly.
"Something wrong?" The boy asked.
Grimmjow ran a hand through his unruly blue locks. "Ya sure ya don' wanna go somewhere, I dunno, nice ?"
"Nice ? no, I wanna go somewhere good." Ichigo flashed his million dollar smile.
Grimmjow trudged along side the boy. "Fine by me"
The place was crowded with regulars, not tourists. Grimmjow and Ichigo were the best dressed customers by far. The azure eyed soldier nodded evenly at the owner behind the bar, a gigantic man with black eyepatch over his right eye and long crazy spikes gone at all direction. Thin scar ran down the left side of his face.
Kenpachi 'Demon' Zaraki.
Ichigo gulped.
"The hell you're doing here ?" That rough voice could only belong to the demonic man himself.
Grimmjow shoved his hands inside his pockets. "Come on Z, s' been three years already."
"I don't want any trouble here." The man's small green eyes were full of threat.
"Yer not gonna get any" The blue haired man said quietly.
Zaraki smushed his lips into a thin line. Finally, he nodded an affirmative over to a blond hostess.
Grimmjow put his palm on Ichigo's back, gesturing him to go inside.
The hostess took them to a table by a window overlooking the water.
Ichigo gave Grimmjow a look as he sat. "What was that about ?"
The young soldier gruffed. "Jus' haven't been here in a while, tha's it."
"Why was that guy talked to you like that ?" Ichigo pestered.
"What guy?" Grimmjow half hoped the boy would drop the subject.
The boy rolled his eyes. "You know which guy."
"He's an ol' buddy of mine."
"Right." Ichigo said with disbelief
The same blond hostess returned. "Hello! I'm Tia. I'll be your waitress for tonight. You boys ready to order ?" She asked cheerily.
"The seafood basket combo's plenty fer two. Ya wanna get that ?" Grimmjow asked Ichigo.
"Sure, whatever. I was gonna ask you the same, anyway." The tangerine boy agreed, closing the menu.
Tia scribbled on her notepad. "Aaand your drinks ?"
"Heineken for me." Ichigo answered
Grimmjow grinned. "Make that two."
The blond winked at Grimmjow. "I'll be right back."
Ichigo snickered.
"Sumtin on yer mind, kid ?"
"You sure are popular with the ladies." Ichigo leaned back, arms folded across his chest.
"Ha !" The azure eyed soldier exclaimed. "Look who's talking."
Grimmjow waited for Ichigo to say something else. He didn't. He just looked at him. They stared at each other until the amber skinned boy glanced at the ocean.
Tia dropped their beers off at the table then she was off again. Not a minute later she came back with their food.
"Tha' was fast." Grimmjow broke the standoff and started to peel a shrimp.
Ichigo snatched the shrimp out of Grimmjow's fingers, dipped it in the tartare sauce and ate it. He grinned. "Since I've told you about me." Ichigo trailed between mouthful. "Now is your turn." The med student swallowed the rest of his shrimp.
"So shoot." Grimmjow peeled another shrimp.
"I don't know your last name."
The blue haired man waved the shrimp around. "Jaegerjaquez."
"Jaegerjaquez." Ichigo repeated. "German !" He snapped his fingers.
"German and french." Grimmjow corrected.
The orangette crinkled his straight nose. "Man. It's even harder to pronounce than mine."
"Your family. Got any siblings ?" Ichigo asked spontaneously.
Grimmjow took a hit of his beer, smiling at Ichigo. "Nope, just me and my dad at home."
"Your mom ?" The med student decided to press.
"She left when I was two."
Ichigo looked at him apologetically.
"S' not a big deal. Got over it a long time ago." Grimmjow poked at a piece of fried fish then popped it into his mouth.
The young'un cradled his hand under his chin. "What's your dad like ?"
"A quiet kinda one. Not the type who gets mad often." The tall soldier let out an exasperated sigh. "Him and I, we don' talk very much."
"Why ?"
Grimmjow shrugged. "Just..I don' think we like each other."
The boy finished his beer. "Non sense, you're family."
"Exactly. We're stuck with one another. S'not like either of us had much choice in the fucking matter." That came out harsher than Grimmjow wanted it to be.
Ichigo studied Grimmjow, feeling him out.
"Could be worse, I guess." The amber skinned male bit his bottom lip. He didn't push the older man to talk anymore. "At least better than mine, my dad act like an overgrown goof ball at all times. I've no freaking idea why my mother put up with him." He stumbled at his words. "And they always go on vacations, forgetting the fact that their son is home for spring break." Ichigo grouched.
Grimmjow threw a fry at Ichigo's direction, breaking the tension."Why do ya wanna know so much about my dad ?".
The boy easily caught the fry and tossed it back at the older man. "Just curious. Can I meet him ?"
Grimmjow couldn't help but laugh. "Ya wanna meet my dad ?"
"Yeah, tonight" The boy smiled.
Grimmjow rubbed his jaw and chuckled. "That's not quite what I have planned."
"And what did you have planned, exactly?" Ichigo asked in a playful tone, picking at a calamari ring.
"Nothin'. No tha's not." Grimmjow paused. "I didn't have any specific plans, but they definetely did not involve my dad. "Don' tell me ya got a daddy complex er sumtin." He groaned.
Ichigo laughed. The blue haired man noticed some tartare sauce on the corner of Ichigo's mouth. Feeling bold, he shot his arm forward and wiped the sauce off the boy's lips. "Ya eat like a baby."
Ichigo swatted his hand away, the youth's face broke out into a raging red blush. "Shut up. I'm not a baby."
"Fully aware of that. I said yer messy like one." Grimmjow grinned
The orangette fumed but otherwise continued to munch on his calamari. "You sound like my mother."
"Yeah yeah, finish yer food. Then maybe you can meet my dad."
Ichigo's eyes twinkled. His eyes do that twinkling thing.
"If i walk, would you run
if I stop, would you come
if i say you're the one, would you believe me
if i ask you to stay, would you show me the way
tell me what to say so you don't leave me."
- Asher Brook, Try
Together they walked into Grimmjow's house. All the lights were off except the one in his father's library.
"Yer not gonna get much outta him. Don' take it personally." Grimmjow warned once their inside.
Ichigo nodded.
The taller man lightly knocked on the office door and turned the door knob open. "Pop? got someone I want ya ta meet."
Jaegerjaquez senior was focused on his book, as per usual. He took off his reading glasses and rose from his chair when both boys entered.
"This is Ichigo." Grimmjow introduced.
Ichigo smiled at the soldier's father, offered out his hand. Barragan shook it. "Pleased to meet you Mr. Jaegerjaquez."
"Likewise. The name's Barragan." The elderly gruffed.
Ichigo gazed at one of the books on Barragan's desk. Alexandre Dumas's Les TroisMousquetaires. The Three Musketeers. Then his honey brown orbs traveled to the massive wooden bookshelf behind Barragan's desk.
Grimmjow cleared his throat. "He collect books. French ones."
"This is awesome Mr. Jaegerjaques. You have so many ! How'd you get started in all of this ?" Ichigo was amazed.
"Through Grimmjow actually, but my son don't read no more." Barragan grunted at Grimmjow, scratching his greying hair. The blue haired man avoided his father's eyes.
Grimmjow frowned. The night was still young, he wanted to spend more time with his orange haired interest. "Ichigo, we should probably-"
Ichigo picked up a very worn and faded hardcover book. L'Etranger by Albert Camus."Hey I know this one ! I read it in high school, the english version of course," Ichigo said sheepishly. "It's one of my all time favorites."
Barragan regarded Ichigo with a steady look. "Albert Camus is said to be the leader of the french surrealist movement, which is clearly evidenced in that masterpiece you're holding. Did you know that, son ?"
"Sure do, Sir". Ichigo smiled proudly. "As well as I know that The Nutracker, that made into ballet by Tchaikovsky, was actually written by Alexandre Dumas. Most people have no idea as such."
Barragan roared with laughter. "Well done sonny boy. Would you like to see more ?" He asked Ichigo.
Grimmjow didn't know whether to be annoyed or amused.
Ichigo's mouth gaped open. "Yeah. Absolutely yes, if you don't mind." His brown eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Come around here, my boy." The elderly stepped back, allowing Ichigo to invade his space.
Baraggan showed off the rest of his prized posessions to Ichigo. Grimmjow watched the two interact. How on earth was the orangette got along with his father far better than himself, or with any of Grimmjow's friends. It was indeed, a damn miracle.
"Bitter is the kiss that says goodbye
I can hear it in your voice, I see it in your eyes
'cause we've been this low and we've been around this bend
I don't want to lose you all over again."
- Mat Kearney, Here We Go
Grimmjow pulled the old black Mustang into Ichigo's driveway. They sat in his car, neither in a rush for the night to end.
Ichigo tilted his head to the side."I like your dad. He's one of those people who have a passion for life."
The blue haired man rested his hands on the steering wheel. "He has a passion fer books. It ain't the same."
"Passion's a passion, Grimmjow."
Grimmjow sighed. "If ya say so."
"Don't be too hard on him, he loves you. I can tell, even if you can't." Ichigo's youthful face showed pure sincerity.
The blue haired man ruffled Ichigo's hair. "Aw thanks, Oprah."
"It's called future doctor's intuition." The younger man punched him lightly on the shoulder.
Then Ichigo opened the car door.
"Ichigo." Grimmjow called out before he could close it.
The med student leaned into the car. Grimmjow didn't take his eyes off him.
"So I'll see ya soonish ?" The azure eyed soldier was hopeful.
Ichigo chuckled. "I'll see you soon then."
"You got me losing my mind
my heart beats out of time
I'm seeing Hollywood stars
you strum me like a guitar."
- Jessie J, Domino
Grimmjow surveyed the beach for a mop of orange hair. It was barely fourteen hours since he last saw him but he was already missing Ichigo. He grinned in triumph when the said orangette swaggered up to him. Boy, he had a sexy walk.
"Heya there swagger, thought ya'd never show."
"Oh I'm sorry. Were you expecting me ?" Ichigo teased.
Grimmjow pulled him into a headlock. "Where ya been all day ?"
"Been busy." The tangerine boy struggled against the man's grasp.
The taller man released Ichigo. "Bullshit, yer on spring break. Ya should be lounging on the beach, wastin' the day away."
Ichigo laughed. "No, really. I was helping with manual labor on a house for charity. The family that lived there, their home was severly damaged by the hurricane dennis. We have to be finished with the entire house in three weeks."
"What, now yer rebuilding it or some shit ?" Grimmjow asked with a sharp toothed grin.
Ichigo smiled smugly."Well, yeah but not just me. There are others too."
"Holy hell. I'm hangin' out with Mother Teresa."
The boy blew his tangerine bangs out of his eyes. "Fuck off. You have your spring break. I'll have mine."
"What if I want yers too ?" Grimmjow's shit eating grin made Ichigo's stomach flip flopped as the boy blushed furiously.
Grimmjow towered over the orangette before him. "So lemme' put it this way, yer smart, ya have a heart made o' gold. Come on ya gotta have a fault."
Ichigo snorted. "Trust me, got plenty of them. You'll see."
The older man smirked. "Hope so."
Ichigo peered at his watch. "By the way, there's a spring carnival going on in town. We can go if you're up for it. Unless, you have somewhere else to be."
"Never been ta one before. Lead the way, kiddo."
Ichigo glared venomously. "Would you stop calling me a kid. I'm twenty one for Chrissakes."
"Not yet, yer not." Grimmjow cocked an eyebrow.
"I will be. On the fifthteen of July. Now hurry the hell up or I'm leaving without you." The amber skinned boy stomped off.
"The course of true love never did run smooth."
- William Shakespeare, Midsummer Night's Dream
Ichigo led Grimmjow into town for the spring carnival. It was quite a chilly day, thick white clouds glided overhead at the darkening sky. The town was bustling, kids were in costumes. The two boys stood on the sidewalk in front of Papa Ron's, a diner just off the circle in the centre of the town, to watch the parade. Just then the band started, at the head of the carnival, followed by various spring themed floats.
"Hey, you thirsty ? I'm buying" Ichigo pointed at the strawberry slurpee machine, two stalls next to Papa Ron's
The blue haired man grinned mischievously. "Strawberry. Oh that's right, just like yer name. Yeah I'll have one then. "
Ichigo turned crimson. "Wh..what did you say ?"
"Yer name. I looked it up, it means strawberry, ain't it ?"
The boy curled his upper lip. "Asshole. For your information, it means number one protector, Grimm."
"What'd ya call me ?" Grimmjow scoffed.
"You heard me. Or you prefer Grimmy ?"
The young soldier pretended to look annoyed. "Don' push it, kid."
"Grimm it is then. Wait here."
Grimmjow's was back to watching the parade again when he felt a tap on his shoulder. " Hey, Grimmjow."
He glanced down at his right, revealing a petite girl in a black Chappy Bunny tee. "Hey you, how's it goin, shorty." He greeted her warmly.
"Same old, same old." Rukia smiled.
"Where's yer boyfriend ?"
"Went to buy hot dogs. I'll find him in a bit. " She crossed her lean arms.
Grimmjow silently nodded.
"I've known Ichigo for a long time. Never seen him like this before." Rukia said, eyes on the parade.
The blue haired soldier titled his head. "Tha' a good thing or bad ?"
Rukia laughed. "Let me finish. I mean, I've never seen him this happy, even when he's with us." She paused. "What I'm trying to say is, I can see why you're hanging out with him. Hell, anyone'd be blind not to see it". Her dark eyes shifted to Grimmjow. "But knowing Ichigo, he's kind of oblivious sometimes, you might want to give him a little nudge, you know, shake him a bit." Ichigo's dark haired friend urged.
Grimmjow grinned. Rukia's assurance gave him more confidence. Not that he wasn't confident already in the the first place.
"Just, try not to screw it up." Rukia added
The blue haired soldier smiled at her. "Not gonna. Ya have my words, shorty."
"Good then."
The petite girl waved goodbye. She cut through the parade carelessly and disappeared into the crowd.
"Eh ? was that Rukia ?"
Grimmjow turned around and there was Ichigo, holding two strawberry slurpees. He handed one to Grimmjow.
The taller male took the cold beverage from Ichigo's hand. "Yeah, she just came to say hi."
"How did you like the parade ?" The boy asked
"I like it. I think I'm gettin' used ta this small town charm."
Ichigo turned Grimmjow's face to his and traced the line of the man's old scar with his thumb. "Where'd you get your scar ?".
A million different feelings ran through Grimmjow's head when Ichigo touched the skin above his eyebrow, everything inside of him turned to rubber. Fuck. Ichigo was going to be the death of him one day. "A knife fight. It was five years ago. We were drunk as fuck and the asshole went fer my eye."
"That's terrible." Ichigo muttered.
Grimmjow grinned wolfishly."Why ? He missed."
They walked further into the carnival when the parade ended, passing by small game booths and fun rides.
"You know that day at the beach ?" Ichigo reminded.
Grimmjow's heart hammered against his rib cage, wondering where this conversation was going. "Yeah what 'bout it ?"
"Um, that gothic 6 tattoo on your lower back, what's the story behind it ?" The boy sipped his strawberry slurpee.
"Ya saw?"
Ichigo laughed. "Well, you were literally parading around with it."
"It means Sexta. I'm the sixth member of my unit. There are nine of us, each have our numbers tattooed on, according ta our rank, one ta nine." Grimmjow explained.
"The way people act around you. How they treated you at that restaurant. It's like they're scared of you. " Ichigo said, chucking his empty slurpee cups in the nearest trash can. Grimmjow did the same.
"They ain't scared of me." Grimmjow paused, gazing at Ichigo."They might be scared of how I used ta be."
The two men reached the end of the carnival, there was a park but no other people in sight.
"And who is that?" The tangerine boy asked simply, while taking a seat on the green grass.
Grimmjow shrugged and sat down next to him. "Somebody different."
"You're saying you've changed when you went into the army ?" Ichigo asked tentatively.
The taller male nodded. "Ya can say partly. Yeah."
"And the other part?"
"I dunno. Still workin' on that." The blue haired man muttered wryly.
Ichigo stared intently at him. Grimmjow sighed, knowing he had to give him more.
"I was a headache in my teenage years. Was a lot of trouble, got kicked outta school a few times. And my old man, at some point he jus' musta' figured, enough was enough. He'd rather deal with his books, and books don' talk back."
Ichigo grinned. "So you used to be tough and rugged." he sighed. "That's too bad. I'll do anything to be tough and rugged."
"Fuck you. I'm still tough and rugged." Grimmjow growled.
The orangette had a playful smile on his face."Oh you don't scare me, Grimm."
Azure orbs stared deeply into honey brown. "Well, ya scare me."
Ichigo's breath caught in his throat and he quickly looked up. "Full moon tonight. Look at how huge that thing is", he glanced at Grimmjow. "Have you ever noticed how big the moon is when it's rising, but how little it gets when it's up in the sky ?"
The blunette snorted. "That's just an optical illusion. Here, I'll show ya."
Grimmjow leaned in, very close now. "The moon's size doesn't ever change, only yer perspective does. When it's against the horizon, it looks like it's enormous, but if ya shut one of yer eyes...and hold out yer hand like this." the blue haired man raised his own hand and held his thumb up. Ichigo mimicked his action.
"No matter where it is in the sky..no matter where ya are in the world, the moon is never bigger than yer thumb."
Ichigo opened his other eye. The moon was big again, then he did Grimmjow's trick for the second time and the moon became thumb-sized.
From somewhere an orange and blue firework shot up and exploded in the sky. Ichigo smiled at the blue haired man. Face inches apart, both boys was having a moment. Grimmjow let his eyes drag over the orangette's body, making the latter shiver.
It's now or never.
"Fuck it." The blue haired man growled and crushed his lips into Ichigo's. The boy's lips parted and Grimmjow saw it as an opening, to delve his tongue into Ichigo's warm cavern, he tasted like strawberry slurpee. Ichigo whined, kissing back, his fingers twined in Grimmjow's blue locks. The older man grabbed him roughly by the waist, pulling him into his lap. Ichigo straddled him, hooking his arms around Grimmjow's corded neck. The orangette mewled at the back of his throat.
"Um..Grimm..wait.." Ichigo disconnected his person from Grimmjow, placing a distance between their face. "I..I never really done this before..I mean..uh..I dated a couple of girls before but we..uh..didn't go all the way..and um..I had no feelings for any of those girls, and then you came along.." he stuttered. Frustration was visible on his freckled face. "Oh god, I'm rambling."
Grimmjow placed a finger on the boy's lips, shutting him up. "Ichigo, we don' have ta do this if ya don' wanna. I ain't gonna force ya into anythin' ya don' wanna do".
"No, Grimm, it's just..it's happening so fast." Ichigo rested his palm on Grimmjow's chest. "Give me a minute to catch my breath here, okay." He inhaled deeply.
They stared at one another for what it seemed like an eternity.
Slowly Ichigo's hand slid behind the older man's neck and leaned forward, lips hovering above the soldier's full ones.
Grimmjow grabbed Ichigo's wrist and quietly asked. "Ya sure ?"
"Yes. I know so." This time, Ichigo made the first move, pulling Grimmjow by his collar into a hard, breathtaking kiss. Demanding. Carnal. The boy pried the soldier's mouth open, their tongues wrestled.
"Fuck." Grimmjow growled, his hands moving to cup Ichigo's ass, making the younger moaned louder. Blood pooled in their groins. If things continued, the blunette knew his self control would snap.
"Unh..Grimm.." Ichigo whined into the blunette's mouth, sucking Grimmjow's bottom lip. The boy ground his crotch against the other, hands roaming the older man's shoulders.
Grimmjow moaned. "Ichi..ah..shit, slow down..if ya keep on doin' that I won't be able ta stop." his breathing coming out hard in harsh pants.
"Then don't." Ichigo said softly between kisses. He began to fumble with Grimmjow's belt. "I want you.." He nipped at the soldier's lower lip. "Need you.." he breathed.
Grimmjow tugged Ichigo's hair, looking straight into his eyes. "Ichigo. We can wait. Why are ya in such a rush ?".
Ichigo shook his head. "I don't wanna wait, Grimm. You know you want this as bad as I do." honey brown orbs focused on azure. "I could care less if you're a guy. You make me hard." the tangerine boy's hands roamed over Grimmjow's sculpted chest, he'd never been more sure of anything in his life.
The older of the two chuckled quietly, but even he was getting anxious over the intimacy, he haven't fucked anyone for a long time. Grimmjow was rock hard at the thought of him taking Ichigo's virginity.
Grimmjow rolled Ichigo to his back, so the boy was placed under him. Ichigo unbuckled Grimmjow's dark washed jeans, popping the button and pulling down the zipper, the entire time keeping his honey brown orbs locked on Grimmjow's, sliding them low enough along with the man's boxers to free his throbbing cock.
The older man reached for the waistband of Ichigo's pants and made a quick work of slipping them down around his ankles.
"I've always wonder what it feels like to fuck in public, there's something so crude and explicit about it, and it's turning me the fuck on." Ichigo giggled as he gave the blunette one of those rakish devil may care grins, kicking his pants off his ankles.
The soldier groaned at the boy's bold choice of words, he have always had a thing for dirty talk during sex. It was hot as hell.
Long, slender fingers were presented at the orangette's mouth and blue eyes darkened. "Suck." Grimmjow commanded. Ichigo shuddered at the tone and opened his mouth, licking and sucking the man's digits hard, coating them with saliva. He swirled his tongue around them. The blunette licked his lips, aroused.
Grimmjow took his saliva coated digits out of Ichigo's mouth, and plunged his index finger past the tight muscle ring before sinking it in one deep thrust. The feeling was new to the young'un but it wasn't unpleasant. Ichigo squirmed and bit into Grimmjow's shoulder as the azure eyed soldier added another finger in, stretching the ring of tight muscle.
"Yer ready fer me." that said and Grimmjow pushed the amber skinned boy's knees up. "Wrap yer legs around my waist." Ichigo did as he was told. The man spit on his own hand before rubbing it all over his thick length, then positioning himself between Ichigo's thighs, the tip of his straining cock prodding at the entrance. "I'm gonna fuck ya now." he said, voice thick with lust.
Ichigo nodded emphatically and Grimmjow slowly pushed in.
"Oh..oh fuck." Ichigo clenched his teeth and shut his eyes, bracing himself for what was to come.
"Jus' relax. It's gonna hurt more if yer tense." Grimmjow nuzzled Ichigo's neck apologetically, sheathing his turgid shaft inside the orangette, letting go of his cock.
It did feel painful but Ichigo knew that was expected and he could take it. "Nnggh.." He moaned softly, taking in the length of the man above him as he let his legs widened a little more.
"Yer so fuckin' tight." A jolt of pleasure ran throughout Grimmjow's body once he was situated inside the tangerine haired boy.
Grimmjow gently rocked his hips then he began to pick up a quick and steady pace, pushing the boy further into the lawn. Grass tickled Ichigo's naked behind.
The boy's heavy lidded eyes barely open. "More." he whispered. Grimmjow responded with a low growl, hiking Ichigo's legs over his shoulders so that he could delve deeper in the tight cavity.
"Ah !" Ichigo cried out as Grimmjow struck his sweet spot. He arched into the other man, fingers clenching Grimmjow's shirt as he groaned in intense pleasure
"Uhnnn...yess Grimmjow..do that again.." Ichigo's seductive voice moaned Grimmjow's name when the man continuously pounding harder into him. Sounds of slapping flesh filled the dark, empty park. Grimmjow sucked and bit harshly on Ichigo's sweet smelling neck and started to pump his neglected erection with long, fierce strokes. Taking his thumb after another quickening tug, the man rubbed it over the head of the boy's swollen length. Ichigo gasped at the feeling, hips jerking forward, meeting Grimmjow's thrusts and into the firm hold. The orangette let out a strangled cry as his cock pulsed, cum coating Grimmjow's hand and some spurted on their shirts.
The young soldier lowered his head and captured the orangette's lips in a hot, bruising kiss.
"Shit. I can't last much longer, Ichi." Grimmjow panted heavily, trying to control his breathing.
"Cum for me, Grimm.." Ichigo whimpered.
The blunette felt Ichigo's muscle flexed around him and his eyes rolled back. "Fuck fuck fuck." Grimmjow cussed repeatedly. He came hard with an animalistic groan, emptying his load inside Ichigo. Grimmjow continued to groan as he piston his hips a few more times before pulling his cock out. White hot seed oozed out of the boy's hole, dripping onto the grass.
Grimmjow rolled off him, Ichigo covered his flushed face with both of his arms as he tried to come down from sex high. Both men tiredly tucked their spent cocks back into their pants.
A few minutes passed before Ichigo finally lifted his head slightly, staring at Grimmjow's messy blue hair. "Grimm..? we should go clean up."
The blunette was on top of Ichigo again, his hands resting on either side of Ichigo's head his as they kissed lazily, enjoying each other's taste. "Later." Grimmjow husked.
"I feel like a slut." Ichigo mumbled.
"Hn, a little ta late ta regret it now, Ichi." Grimmjow licked the boy's lobe.
"Fuck you." Ichigo blushed. "But it felt good though, right ?"
"Mmn, good is an understatement. I'd say it was mindblowing." Grimmjow smiled with a grin.
"True" The orangette agreed.
Grimmjow stared at Ichigo's kiss swollen lips. "Call me crazy, but, I think..."
"You think what ?" Ichigo stroked the hair at the nape of Grimmjow's neck.
Azure eyes traveled back to honey brown. "I think I'm fallin' fer ya real fast."
The boy stiffened beneath him, but his eyes never left Grimmjow's intoxicating pair.
"Then we both are crazy." Ichigo kissed the tip of Grimmjow's nose.
"Cause I feel the same way too" He finished.
"So how do you expect me
to live alone with just me
'cause my world revolves around you
it's so hard for me to breathe.
got me out here in the water so deep
tell me how you gonna be without me
if you ain't here, I just can't breathe."
- Jordin Sparks, No air
It was the best two weeks out of Grimmjow's twenty seven years of life. Same goes for Ichigo. They spent everyday together, world basically revolving around each other. Grimmjow taught his lover basic surfing at early mornings. After, they'd go over to Ichigo's habitat for humanity charity project to help out. Ichigo would sleep over and have dinner at Grimmjow's house or vice versa. Even the blue haired's soldier socially awkward old man grew fond of the orange haired youth. Grimmjow and Ichigo had fallen for one another. Unconditionally and irrevocably in love.
Much to their dismay, Spring break was almost over.
An end of spring break bonfire was held at Ichigo's beach house. There were plenty of people including Renji and his girlfriend Rukia. Orihime was over on her deck next door, chatting with her grandparents. Nearby, her green haired daughter had her nose in a drawing book.
Grimmjow walked up the driveway to find the bonfire was more crowded than ever. He looked around for Ichigo, the boy was nowhere to be found. Then he glanced down the beach and caught a sight of an orange haired lone figure sitting down the pier.
"Shit!" Ichigo jumped when strong arms snaked around his body. "Grimm, you scared the shit out of me. Jesus."
"What're ya doin over here by yerself, Ichi ?" Grimmjow wrapped his arms possesively around Ichigo's waist. "Hn? Yer missing the party." He buried his nose in his lover's soft tangerine locks, inhaling the scent of his honey and oatmeal shampoo.
Ichigo let his weight rest fully on his lover. "The party's managing fine without me."
They stared out at the water together. Ichigo sighed. He'd been doing that a lot lately.
"Hey, what's up?". Grimmjow murmured against Ichigo's hair.
"I'm dying, Grimm." The young'un answered with no humor.
His boyfriend hissed "The fuck? that ain't funny."
"I'm gonna miss you. It's almost over." Ichigo laid his head back on Grimmjow's broad shoulder.
"No. It's not almost over."
Ichigo laughed dryly. "Yes it is. I leave tomorrow, I'm going back to school."
"So ? My commitments up in twelve months. Then I'm back fer good." Grimmjow promised.
Ichigo's heat left Grimmjow. The boy stood and distanced himself from his boyfriend. "A lot can happen in twelve months, Grimm. Don't sit here and make me promises" Ichigo mumbled darkly.
"Ya don' think I know tha' ? I know tha' and I'm not afraid at all. It's a helluva jump but we take it tagether." Grimmjow took Ichigo's hand in his. "It'll all be over sooner than ya think. I'm probably gonna be outta' the army way before yer outta' school."
Ichigo grimaced, prying his hand away from Grimmjow's hold.
Grimmjow rose to his feet. "When I get back I'll move ta Chapel Hill, get a job somewhere near where ya will be doin' yer residency program shit, then neither of us would ever need ta worry 'bout bein' apart from each other again fer the rest of our lives. So quit acting like a whiny little bitch and fuckin' trust me on this." he yelled.
"Excuse me ?" Ichigo felt rage bubbled up inside of him.
Grimmjow gripped the younger's chin, yanking him forward angrily. "Ya think yer worried about promises ? I'm the one who's gotta go over there, wherever there is. I'm the one who's gotta go to sleep alone in tha' tent or those barracks, or a fuckin' hut, hopin' that tomorrow won't be the day ya meet some great new guy at the friday night frat party. Who'll make ya realize waitin' fer me ain't worth it anymore. So don' ya fuckin' dare say that ta me."
Ichigo snorted. "You're obviously never been to a friday night frat party" He said sarcastically.
The blue haired man had enough of Ichigo's lack of trust. "Ya know what. Screw ya, Ichigo." He snapped.
"Grimm, wait !" Ichigo tried to grab Grimmjow's arm, but he yanked it away. The blunette didn't stop walking.
"What do I do when
I am so in love with you
I forgot what I wanted to say
what are we doing?
you won't change your ways in time.
if I just saved you, you could save me too
if I just saved you, then you could save me too."
- You Me At Six, No One Does It Better
Renji saw Grimmjow stalk back towards the beach house alone. The red head chugged his beer and called out to the azure eyed soldier, emboldened by alcohol.
"Yo soldier ! leaving so soon ?" Renji glanced over at the pier, Ichigo's shoulders hunched in the distance.
When Grimmjow didn't answer, he stepped in front of him. "What's going on with Ichigo ?"
"Now's not a good time, aight. Get outta my fucking way, I ain't gonna ask again." The blue haired man tried to walk through the drunken red head.
Renji wouldn't budge. "What's the matter, soldier ?" he taunted, jabbing his fore finger on Grimmjow's chest. "What's happening with you and Ichigo ?"
"How bout' ya get yer hands off me ?" Grimmjow snarled. He squared off, took a step directly at Renji.
The red head shoved Grimmjow back, then he made the mistake trying to throw a punch. Grimmjow saw red, he caught Renji's fist and threw him hard to the ground.
"Grimm !" Ichigo hurried up from the pier, he took in Renji's crumpled form. The stunned amber skinned boy looked at Grimmjow, whose eyes fixated at his foot. "What'd you do ?" the boy croacked.
Grimmjow turned to answer his lover but stopped in relief, realizing the question was directed at Renji.
"You should stay away from this savage, Ichigo. He's not worth it." Renji slurred, pulling himself back up.
Ichigo hissed. "I saw what happened, you're drunk, Ren. And this has nothing to do with you. It's my business and Grimmjow's alone."
The tangerine haired boy was stalked off, leaving his boyfriend and best friend behind.
Grimmjow stared at Ichigo's back. Regret forming on his face.
"So maybe it's true that I can't live without you
and maybe two is better than one
but there's so much time to figure out the rest of my life
and you've already got me coming undone
and I'm thinking two is better than one."
- Two is Better Than One, Boys Like Girls
Grimmjow shut the front door behind him. As always, his father's library light was the only one on in the house.
The door to Barragan's library were cracked, the blue haired man pushed it open.
His father was in the same spot, his back to the door. He had his reading glasses on.
Grimmjow silently watched him read.
"Hi son. Where's your fiery friend today ?" the elderly's gruff voice startled his son's daydream.
"He's..uh..he's at home."
Barragan pushed his glasses further up. "I sense trouble in paradise."
Grimmjow scoffed. "How'd ya know ?"
"I may be old son, but I'm nowhere near blind."
The young soldier just stood motionlessly at the door frame.
"He's a keeper, Grimmjow. You, of all people should've known that."
Grimmjow stared dumbly at his father, unable to process what he'd just told him.
"Well what are you waiting for ? Don't just stand there. Go get 'im, you knuckle head."
Grimmjow grinned. "Thanks, pop." Then he was gone.
"Anytime." Barragan smiled to himself.
"This whole damn world can fall apart
you'll be okay, follow your heart
you're in harms way, I'm right behind
now say you're mine"
- New Radicals, You Get What You Give
Grimmjow paced back and forth on Ichigo's front door, unsure whether he should knock or whether it was best to leave.
Then just as he decided to knock, the door swung open and Ichigo walked out.
"Ichi. Listen, I'm really sorry," Grimmjow pleaded.
The boy embraced him tightly. "Grimm, stop. I'm the one who should apologize. Please, I had no idea what I'm talking about. I shouldn't have pushed you over the edge, it's my fault. I'm so sorry, Grimm." his voice muffled against Grimmjow's shoulder.
The taller man kissed the crown of Ichigo's head and pressed their foreheads together. "No, I'm sorry too. I had no right ta lashed out at ya like that."
Ichigo chewed his lips, eyes welled up with tears."I'm just glad you're here. I'm headed back to school in an hour and, I want to make sure that you know, we..."
Grimmjow cut him off with a quick peck. "I made ya a promise, Ichigo. And I ain't got a plan ta break that promise."
Ichigo pulled a sealed envelope out of his back pocket. "I..I wrote you a letter. I was gonna go over to your place but, since you're here now..."
The blunette took it, started to open the letter. Ichigo stopped him.
Don't read it now, wait til I'm gone." his honey brown eyes fixed on the floor.
Grimmjow lifted the orangette's chin, forcing him to look into his eyes. "So yer still takin' that jump with me ?"
Ichigo grinned, relieved and kissed his boyfriend. "Already did." He breathed.
Dear Grimmjow,
Two weeks together. That's all it took. Two weeks for me to fall in love with you. Now we have one year apart. But what's a year apart after two weeks like that together. You made me a promise I know you'd keep, so I only want one more promise from you, during this time we spend apart. Tell me everything. Write it all down, scribble it in a notebook. Type it out, email it to me, I don't care. I want to know everything. That way we'll be with each other all the time. That way before we know it, I'll see you soon, then.
Ichigo
Stuttgard, Germany
Grimmjow exited the plane, shielding his eyes from the afternoon sun's glare. He walked down the staircase onto the German soil beneath a massive army base in Stuttgard.
The blue haired male strutted into the office to find the rest of his nine man team in there, all unpacking from their leave.
"Whaddup, girls ?" Grimmjow grinned as big as the great white shark.
Staff Sergeant Nnoitra Gilga whooped. "Whoa, whoa, what's up homie ?"
"Welcome back, Sexta." a pink haired soldier greeted.
"Yo, Grantz." Grimmjow greeted back.
A large, dark skinned soldier elbowed the last man to arrive in the ribs. "Nawhh, look at you. You're glowing, Jaegerjaquez. So spill."
"I met someone" Grimmjow grinned smugly.
His team simultaneously ooooohhss and aaahhhss.
"No shit, Jaegerjaquez. Please enlighten us." Number five said unenthusiastically, digging his nose.
"Sup, Nnoi, how's Atlantic city, man ?
Nnoitra snorted. "Ugh. Don't even get me started."
"Come on, how's Mila Rose doin' ?" The blunette asked, slipping his army duffel bag off his shoulder.
"Che. I don't wanna know."
Grimmjow quirked an eyebrow. "Yer fuckin' kiddin' me. Ya two already over ?"
"Two grand on calling the cards over the pas six months down the effin' drain. Very little return on investment here, my accountant will not be pleased." number five propped his soiled boots on the table and threw his wiry arms behind his head. "But the good news is, I'm back and single again ! Whaddaya say, Sexta ? You and me, prowling the streets of Germany together ? Sprechen Sie Deutch !" Nnoitra roared.
Grimmjow chuckled and reached inside his bag to unload his gears. Nnoitra immediately read it all over his face.
"Ah shit, you're in love with this guy" The lanky man bolted upright. "So he's THE guy ? You found THE guy ? In two weeks ?"
The blunette shrugged. "What can I say Nnoi. The heart wants what it wants."
"Yeah whatever. I've been there before. We'll see what you're saying six months from now." Number five said, sitting back down.
"I ain't like ya, Quinta. I don' fall in love with every girl who gives me a blow job and a smile."
"That's because you're gay." Nnoitra answered dryly. "And we both know they don't need to smile." He cackled. "Look, I'm happy for you, I am. Just saying we'll see how happy you are six months from now, that's all."
Grimmjow glared at his stick thin team member. "Fick Dich. Don' jinx me, Quinta."
Captain Coyote Starrk, Primera Sergeant, had entered the barracks. No one saluted him. There was no need, they weren't that kind of unit. But everyone groaned at his announcement.
"Don't bother unpacking, boys. We leave tomorrow, bright and early."
"One of these days letters are gonna fall
from the sky telling us all to go free
but until that day I'll find a way
to let everybody know that you're coming back
you're coming back for me.
you and I were made for this
I was made to taste your kiss
we were made to never fall away."
- Civil Twilight, Letters From The Sky
Ichigo rushed eagerly to his college's postal box. His eyes fell on the first letter and his face lit up.
SSG. Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez
He held Grimmjow's letter close to his nose. It took a week for the letter to arrive, but it still smelled like the blue haired man. Ichigo felt giddy. He dropped the rest of the mail and ripped it open.
Dear Ichigo,
I'll see ya soon then. I will write all the time, tell ya everything. But bear with me, may take a while for these letters ta get back ta ya. We're already been deployed out on a mission. The problem is we can't exactly use the local postal system here and there's no such thing as internet connection, so I gotta send everything from here out by airmail. Unfortunately, I'm not allowed ta say exactly where here is, so all I can tell ya is that the place we've been sent makes me miss America very much. And the lack of anything resembling the ocean makes me miss Charleston. Everything around me makes me miss ya. We moved around a lot, so letters tend to come late and out of order (we might wanna number our letters from here on out), but when they do finally get here, it's a good day. When they don't, it's not. But I know they'll still come. I know it, Ichi.
Grimmjow
Grimmjow was unable to sleep. He flipped on the only overnight lamp in his cabin, carefully pulled out Ichigo's letter, and read it again.
Dear Grimmjow,
I'm back at my parent's for the weekend and I visited your dad yesterday. I wanted to see how's he doing before I went back to school on monday. I hope that's okay. He made me dinner. It was saturday, we had lasagna. I got him talking about his books, so we had plenty of conversation. Something he and I have in common, right ? that's a good thing.
My mom asks about you, a lot. And my goofy dad just had to stick his nose into it too. They noticed I've been going on and on about you and they're really accepting, you know what I mean ? I miss you, Grimm. I dream for the day my parents can finally meet you. I love you
Ichigo
It was early in the morning, the campus was still sleepy. Ichigo sat below his usual poplar tree to read Grimmjow's letter. A smile decorated his mouth.
Letter number twenty-eight
Dear Ichigo,
The good news is, we've been sent somewhere new, although I can't tell ya where that is either. Bad news is, this new place makes me miss the old place. But it's full moon here tanight, which makes me think of ya. Because I know that no matter what I'm doin', no matter where I am, this moon will always be the same size as yers, half a world away. I miss ya so much it hurts.
Love,
Grimmjow
"Everything's falling and I am included in that
oh, how I try to be just okay
but all I ever really wanted,
was a little piece of you."
- Rachael Yamagata, Be Be Your Love
The orangette was at the pier again. Yards away from where he first met Grimmjow. He glanced up at the full moon, and did the exact same thing his lover taught him at the carnival.
Letter number thirty
Dear Grimm,
Most nights I fall asleep worrying about you, wondering where you might me out there. But not tonight. Tonight, you're here with me.
Ichigo
"I fall and I rise
with the fire still in my eyes
my scars and my stripes,
you know I will survive
The strength that I find,
when I dig deep down inside
got me still in this fight
and I'll be the last man standing."
- Asher Roth & Akon, Last Man Standing
Letter number thirty-seven
Dear Ichigo,
I wrote this letter on the fifthteen of July. Happy birthday, baby. I wished ta be there with ya ta celebrate more than anythin'. I know this letter won't get ta ya in time, so in that case, happy belated birthday.
Yers always,
Grimm
Eastern Europe
Ten time zones to the east. Grimmjow and Nnoitra strolled down the street in the evening. They walked into their makeshift mess hall, but no one was eating. His team gathered around a small televison there, the two soldiers headed over to take a peek.
Grimmjow's eyes widen in shock and his black haired fellow team member cursed under his breath.
"What the fuck ? Is that the Empire State building ?" The blunette gritted.
"No, Sexta. That's the World Trade Centre." Staff Sergeant four, Ulquiorra Schiffer replied stoically.
No one spoke. No one said another word.
University of North Carolina, Fall 2001
Ichigo jolted awake, caused by the loud chattering outside the college's study hall. He had fallen asleep while working on his final thesis. The boy gathered his belongings and stepped out, wondering what was all the commotion about.
Cell phones rang endlessly. People were frantic.
"Susan, please call me as soon as you can." A guy yelled into his cell, his voice strained.
One girl was crying on her friend's shoulder. "Oh my god, my brother was in the tower." She sobbed.
"Just calm down.." The girl's friend said soothingly.
"Dean, is my dad there !". More frantic calls.
Ichigo suddenly felt faint. Something was off, he could feel it in his bones.
Something was wrong.
He thought of the first thing that entered his mind.
Grimmjow
TBC.
Man. I'm beat.
Review ? please I beg you. lol
German translation :
Sprechen sie deutch - do you speak german
Fich dich - fuck you/go fuck yourself
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