The addition of two
Grimmjow snarled loudly in frustration and anger, smashing his fist into the wall. His once beautiful face portrayed dark bags under his eyes, the once white sclera red as he kept crying without stop. His fists were marred with small cuts, the once white walls of his bedroom now stained with crimson red over large areas.
Grimmjow despised himself; he was the cause for Ichigo's pain. He had begun to wish that he never met the cheetah, because then he wouldn't have ended up hurting the beautiful man like he did. He took the pain and anger out on himself, tormenting his body in a hopeless attempt to inflict the same pain on himself, which he had made his Ichigo go through.
Grimmjow was broken, he hated himself and just wanted to crawl into a ditch and die. If only he hadn't picked Ichigo up from that field, if only he hadn't holed Ichigo up in his home. If he had left Ichigo alone, then maybe, just maybe Yuzu wouldn't have been hurt. Then maybe she would have lived a tiny bit longer, even just a day would have made him happy.
He roared again and banged his head into the wall, his knees giving in as he slid down. He crouched on the floor, screaming as he banged his hands into the marble stones. Silent sobs shook his body as he kept letting out his pain in wrenching yowls and screams, his tears flooding the floor. He didn't even notice that someone slid the door to his room open; he didn't even flinch when warmth pressed down on his shoulder.
"Grimmjow," Starrk called. Starrk couldn't see Grimmjow's face; he hadn't walked around to stand in front of his old companion.
After Starrk had called his name a few more times, Grimmjow finally heard him and broke down. He began sobbing and crying uncontrollably. Starrk hated seeing Grimmjow like this, so vulnerable, so ridden with pain and guilt. Grimmjow was supposed to be standing tall and proud, with that familiar fire in his eyes. Starrk knelt down to the floor and dragged Grimmjow into his embrace, digging his face into those messy blue locks of hair as he cradled his friend close.
"It wasn't your fault Grimm. How in the world could you possibly know that Hyena's would attack Ichigo's home as soon as he was gone? You need to stop blaming yourself for Yuzu's death," Starrk soothed in an effort to calm down his agitated and painfully obviously hurting friend.
"No, it's my fault!" Grimmjow shouted, his fists clenching around Starrk's hands that rested on his hips. "I'll do anything to escape the guilt; I'd do anything to make it go away. I'd do anything to make amends for robbing Ichigo of his little sister," he cried loudly. "Please Starrk, help me make it go away. Take me until I'm senseless, I'm begging you!" Grimmjow cried looking up into those grey eyes with his own pleading cyan ones.
"Grimmjow, you know I can't do that," Starrk resisted.
"Please Starrk, just do it!" Grimmjow cried out once more with that pleading voice.
Starrk looked into Grimmjow's eyes; they were begging him, begging him to make his pain go away. Starrk's heart throbbed at the sight. He and Grimmjow had shared pleasure a number of times before, but that was when they were young and curious. They didn't love each other like that; they were just really close friends. When they had matured they had agreed to stop sharing such intimacy, and now Starrk was hesitant about breaking that promise. Grimmjow was begging him to be taken, and those eyes went straight through his core. He sighed and hugged Grimmjow tightly, tears escaping his eyes as he began caressing his King.
"Please Starrk, make it hurt!" Grimmjow pleaded, making Starrk wince and look away for a bit.
He swallowed harshly and screwed his eyes shut at what he was about to do. He snarled loudly as he bit down onto Grimmjow's neck ruthlessly, Grimmjow yowling out at the rough treatment. Starrk lapped up the blood seeping from the torn neck before he raked his claws down Grimmjow's torso, leaving faint red marks that were deep enough at some points to draw blood. Grimmjow whimpered in pain at his administrations and Starrk was about to give up trying to treat him roughly but once again that same heart wrenching plea escaped Grimmjow's mouth.
"It's ok Starrk, please make it hurt as much as possible…" Grimmjow cried, yowling out in pain as Starrk's hands clenched around his chest without doubt breaking one or two ribs in the process.
Grimmjow cried out, tears escaping his eyes as his skin quickly bruised and his breath began hitching. Starrk couldn't help the small whine that escaped him, but luckily Grimmjow didn't notice. Starrk continued his act and snarled in dominance as he graced his teeth down and tore the hakama covering Grimmjow to shreds. He nipped harshly at Grimmjow's sacks, before brutally shoving two of his clawed fingers inside Grimmjow making the blue haired King arch his back and yowl in pain.
Grimmjow cried loudly at the pain as his insides were torn slightly from the offending intrusion, and he whimpered as he realized he would receive nothing but pain, like he had asked for. Starrk didn't prepare him any further, and Grimmjow nearly fainted due to the jolts of pain tormenting his spine that came from Starrk thrusting his member into Grimmjow's unprepared entrance.
Grimmjow whimpered loudly when Starrk began thrusting into him violently, coating his member in blood from Grimmjow's torn anus. Starrk kept up the pace until he finally broke, not being able to hurt his old friend anymore. He pulled out with a whimper, looking at the now half-conscious Grimmjow with pained eyes.
"I'm so sorry Grimmjow," he cried before carrying the now fainted panther into the bathroom, cleaning him up and taking care of Grimmjow's wounds, before curling up together with the blue haired beauty on the bed, snuggling around the exhausted Grimmjow in a protective manner.
1 week later
Ichigo was still grieving, and his family now left him alone. Even Toshiro hadn't been able to reach through to the hurting cheetah and he was climbing the walls in an attempt to find out what to do about the situation. No one had seen either Grimmjow or Ichigo for days, and work had been piling up on Grimmjow's side.
Starrk was completely blank as well, and he had tried to approach Ichigo, only to be met by a snarl and gleaming fangs as an answer to his pleas. Whenever someone tried to approach either one they would be harshly rejected, both men buried in their own sorrows.
Grimmjow seemed to have begun taking the situation a bit better though, as Starrk was let into his quarters from time to time, now refusing to give Grimmjow what he wanted. Ichigo however blankly shut the door in people's faces, or didn't even bother to answer it.
But unbeknownst to them, Ichigo had already begun to accept Yuzu's death. The bigger thing that was biting away at him now was why Grimmjow hadn't talked to or seen him even once since the funeral seven days ago. Grimmjow was strong, he had a will of fire and though Ichigo didn't know so himself he yearned for that safe cliff to rest his exhausted body on.
Starrk was a good substitute, but he wasn't as strong willed as his blue haired friend. Ichigo loved both of them, he had realized so quite some time ago but he was still trying to figure out why.
His family thought Ichigo was grieving, and that was part of the truth, but he was also killing himself thinking he had done something to upset his blue haired savior. No one knew what to do, and with a sight Starrk rose to his feet with a yawn.
His eyes got a firm and decided glow to them as he finally realized that it had to stop before either of the men destroyed themselves. He decided to rip Ichigo full first and strode down the halls to his room, Ichigo's family and Toshiro watching with curious eyes at the sudden movement of the guardian.
...BMBD...
Ichigo's ears twitched as the faint knocking sound on the paper door to his room.
"Go away!" he called weakly, but the knocking continued. "Go away!" he said again, trying to add more strength than in the last.
"I won't go away this time Ichigo!" Starrk answered with a demanding voice.
"Please Starrk, just leave me alone," Ichigo replied weakly.
"No Ichigo. If you don't let me in then I'm going to invite myself," Starrk threatened.
"Starrk?" Ichigo called with a curious tone to his voice, what was that cling to the canine's voice? Did he hear worry and upset in it? Or was it just his imagination? Ichigo sighed before he got up to his feet and slinked over to the door, sliding it open slowly.
"What?" Ichigo asked looking mildly annoyed to the wolf.
"Holy shit, you look like hell!" Starrk exclaimed as he grabbed Ichigo's shoulders with worry now brimming in his eyes. "What the hell did you do to yourself!" He asked, latching onto Ichigo afraid he would drop to the floor of he let go.
"Sorry you have to see me in such a miserable state," Ichigo apologized.
"Iie Ichigo, you don't need to apologize" Starrk said with a sad smile as he guided the cheetah over to the large and messy heightened futon. "Sorry," Ichigo said again as Starrk's worried eyes landed on him again.
"I told you to stop apologizing," Starrk replied. "Sorry," Ichigo said again and looked down at his hands.
"Stop that!" Starrk shouted in a fit of frustration. Ichigo looked at him with mildly scared eyes before he dropped his head down again, hanging his shoulders low. "Sorry Ichigo, I didn't mean to yell," Starrk said quickly as he saw how dejected the auburn haired cheetah suddenly looked. Starrk dragged Ichigo into hug and nuzzled the creak of his neck lovingly, giving a small lick to calm the cheetah down.
Ichigo purred slightly at the caress and leaned back into Starrk's warm embrace. Starrk cradled Ichigo close and opted for resting his head on the lean man's shoulder.
"Seriously Ichigo, have you been eating at all?" Starrk asked with concern in his voice when he saw how transparent his skin had become.
"Not much to be honest. Just a cracker every now and then plus water," Ichigo replied, not able to lie to the honest man which was cradling him.
"Baka-ka, Ichigo," Starrk chuckled, letting his hands slide down Ichigo's bare torso to rest on his hips, the orangette shivering slightly at the light touch. "Ichigo you need to stop holing yourself up in here. Everyone is worried sick about you at the moment. What's bothering you?" Starrk asked, thinking he knew what the answer would be. Well, he was partly right, so he found out when Ichigo replied.
"I'm sorry for making you worry. I still can't manage completely coming to terms with Yuzu's departure," Ichigo began with a small sob.
"I know that Ichigo, but keeping yourself away from your loved ones only screws the dagger further in," Starrk said having one of his wise moments again. Ichigo smiled slightly at the philosophic like words that the wolf spoke before he continued.
"I know Starrk. There's one more problem," Ichigo confessed. Starrk cocked an eyebrow and looked at Ichigo. "Grimmjow won't talk to me or see me, I think I've done something to upset him," Ichigo continued, a drop of salt water threatening to escape his eye. Starrk was about to laugh at that but kept his cool.
"Ichigo, you've done nothing to upset Grimmjow," Starrk said.
"Then why doesn't he come see me or talk to me like usual?" Ichigo asked with pleading eyes.
"Because Grimmjow is hurting," Starrk said, a strike of sadness adding onto his voice for that sentence.
"What! Why's he hurting, is he injured?!" Ichigo shouted flailing slightly in Starrk's hold.
"Calm down Ichigo… No he's not injured. He's hurting himself mentally," Starrk explained. Ichigo looked at the man with the wavy brown hair with concerned and confused eyes, Starrk sighing sadly. "Grimmjow's blaming himself for your sister's death. He's tormenting himself for picking you up that day, giving the Hyena's the chance they waited for," Starrk said and clenched Ichigo's chest painfully.
Ichigo squinted at the pain and gave off a slight whine, Starrk immediately releasing his hold.
"But why, why would he blame himself for that, he couldn't have known," Ichigo said with a sob.
"He's blocked out all reason. When he saw you crying and in pain, he began loathing himself for what happened," Starrk said, sadness now clearly there in his voice.
"That idiot" Ichigo cried with a tear stricken voice as he began realizing that he had caused Grimmjow pain. "Now I've caused him pain because I was bathing in my own self-pity… Oh Grimm…" Ichigo sobbed dropping his face into his hands, while his body began shivering.
"Shhh…it's okay Ichigo, it's okay…" Starrk cooed.
"No it's not!" Ichigo shouted as he began crying again.
His crying was cut short however when he felt his head being tilted back, his lips sealed by Starrk's, the canine gently mapping out his mouth as Ichigo allowed him entrance. Ichigo's tense body eased up as he forgot reality for a second as he drifted off into bliss by the kiss Starrk was giving him, and when they finally broke apart for air Ichigo looked up at the grey eyed man with dazzled eyes.
"Why did you do that?" Ichigo asked confused, his cheeks flushed a bright red when he realized what he had just done. Sure he had kissed Starrk before, but not in such an intimate and passionate way, it was so embarrassing.
"Because I wanted to, and to shut you up. Just go give him a piece of your mind Ichigo, only you can fix his broken mind," Starrk said giving Ichigo one of his adorable lazy smiles. Ichigo stood there frozen for a bit, before it dawned upon him.
With a smile of appreciation he hugged Starrk and pecked him on the lips before running off to Grimmjow's quarters.
...BMBD...
"Grimmjow, I'm coming in!" Ichigo shouted from the hallway.
"Go awa-" Grimmjow was cut short as the door slammed open as he was tackled to the floor.
Ichigo was straddling Grimmjow's lap now, fisting his hands into the top of the silk yukata Grimmjow was wearing.
"Baka-ka, why!" Ichigo cried dropping his head onto Grimmjow's chest.
"Ichi…go?" Grimmjow asked in shock. "What are you doing here? Leave!" Grimmjow shouted. Ichigo froze when Grimmjow said those words and he looked at Grimmjow with tear brimming eyes. "Just leave, you probably don't want to see my face anyway," Grimmjow said, dropping his eyes down, letting his head fall to the side on the cold marble floor.
"Grimmjow you big idiot!" Ichigo cried pounding at his chest, Grimmjow looking up into Ichigo's eyes with confusion. "Don't jump to conclusions like that, you stupid neko!" Ichigo shouted hitting Grimmjow in the chest again.
"Oof…What do you mean jumping to conclusions?" Grimmjow asked, clearly still not hooking on to what Ichigo was implying.
"How in the world could you let yourself believe I blamed you for all of this Grimm?" Ichigo sobbed, letting go of Grimmjow's yukata before dropping down and sneaking his hands around Grimmjow hugging him close, burying his head in that strong chest. "I would never do such a thing Grimm, you couldn't have known. I was a complete stranger to you at the time, please don't blame yourself anymore!" Ichigo cried with a pleading voice, clenching Grimmjow's ribs burying his nails into the tough skin.
Grimmjow was stunned, here Ichigo was, hugging him and crying into his chest. He would have expected Ichigo to behead him or something, torture him or scream and yell at him, not this. He hesitantly placed shaking hands around Ichigo, weakly returning the hug but not doing anything more.
"You really don't hate me?" Grimmjow asked, his cyan eyes shining with a small glimmer of hope as they met with Ichigo's chocolate ones.
"How could I ever hate you, Grimmjow you've made my life so much better, don't you understand?" Ichigo asked nuzzling Grimmjows neck, his tears moistening the fabric that covered it. "Knowing that you are hurting yourself because of me, it kills me Grimm," Ichigo cried. "Please stop torturing yourself," he pleaded looking into Grimmjow's eyes. Grimmjow couldn't believe it, Ichigo…was crying, for him?
"Ichigo?" Grimmjow said, confusion still there in his voice.
"How could I ever hate the man whom saved me from poverty, the man whom healed my injuries? The man whom gave me a safe roof to be under, the man whom brought my family back to me huh?!" Ichigo cried hugging Grimmjow close.
Grimmjow was silent for a moment, before the words finally sank in and he acted. With a loud whimper he hugged Ichigo flush to his chest, burying his face into the crook of Ichigo's neck, his rough tongue grazing over the pulse point tentatively in an effort to calm the agitated cheetah down. Ichigo went limp under the caress and soon purred at the touch, his nails scraping lightly against Grimmjow's tough skin.
"It's fine Grimmjow, it was never your fault. And I realized it wasn't mine either, god just doesn't smile to me that's all," Ichigo said with a sad smile directed at Grimmjow.
"Oh Ichigo, I'm so sorry," Grimmjow cried into his neck, tears staining his face.
"Don't cry Grimm, its ok," Ichigo soothed, nuzzling Grimmjow the same way the King nuzzled him, licking lovely at the nape of his neck, so that this time it was Grimmjow whom purred.
"You and Starrk, you've lit up my life," Ichigo said, his voice louder than before. Outside the door grey eyes widened, as keen wolf ears caught those words. "No matter what you or Starrk do, I could never hate you. And that's because I realize that I love you both, I have no idea why, I just do," Ichigo cried with a bright smile directed at Grimmjow, before he turned his head and looked at the door.
He soon found himself jumped by Starrk, and he laughed when Starrk licked his face gently before he snuggled up with Ichigo and Grimmjow on the floor. Starrk dragged Ichigo up into his lap and nuzzled his neck, nippin lightly at his earlobe before turning to nibble on the pit of his neck, making Ichigo relax into his grasp and purr lovingly.
Ichigo mewled when his head was turned and caught by Grimmjow's hands, the panther's full lips soon sealing his own. Ichigo felt his body catching fire and he began purring loudly as the King and his solider showed him just how much they cared.
"And we love you too," they purred in unison before they somehow found their way to the bed, a series of soft mewls and purrs following as Ichigo was showered with love.
Turquoise eyes caught a warm glow when he got a sneak peak at the busy bundle consisting of Starrk, Grimmjow and Ichigo. He had snuck after Starrk, wondering where he had gone and had heard his conversation with Ichigo. And he had heard the exchange between Ichigo and Grimmjow as well. When his attempts at cheering Ichigo up, he had figured out that it was not only Yuzu that was on Ichigo's mind, but someone else.
That someone mostly being Grimmjow, but Starrk as well. He knew that the wolf and the panther was what the cheetah needed, and he didn't mind at all. Ichigo still loved him just as much; he had just found two new people to pull into his life. Toshiro didn't mind sharing at all, Ichigo's kindness was something that should be shared with those whom earned it, and he couldn't deny the fact that Grimmjow and Starrk did so.
With a small smile tugging at his lips he scooted away from the room after sliding the open door close without so much as a sound, heading back to mingle with Karin and Isshin, and maybe to do some gardening in his and Ichigo's little paradise.
He made sure to tell the rest that Ichigo was ok, and that he would be busy for an unknown amount of time as he sat down to drink tea with his family, smirking inwardly when he strained his ears to catch the faint sounds of Ichigo's cute mewls from the King's quarters.
Glossary:
Neko - Means Cat
Iie - Means no in away...Like when someone blames themselves you say no, and then tell them it wasn't their fault. It can be used for other things as well.
Baka/ Baka-ka - Well, I think everybody nows it means idiot XD
Do not worry the smut for the big guys will finally come in the next chapter ;) Yup, I hope you don't mind I had Starrk fuck Grimmjow. Since the characters are a bit OOC at some points I needed Grimmjow to show his feelings for Ichigo in an extreme way.
Remember that I've written before that Grimmjow didn't always use to be so caring and conscious of other people's needs. He was the arrogant and battle loving bastard we all know, until his late father died and a bullet of realization was shot into him. He still has some of his traits though, he is still quite arrogant, cocky, brash and dense XD
I would say Ichigo stayed IC this chapter if you look away from all the tears. Ichigo does cry throughout the anime, but he mostly shows his love through shouting, anger and physical contact XD Which is what he did with Grimmjow here lol.
Starrk is kinda hard to write, since he had barely any airtime in the anime I don't quite know how his personality is. But we all know that he is a lazy fuck, but that he steps up when it's needed, and that he is quite smart, calm and collected, while still showing love for his little Lilynette :p
Hope you liked this chapter!
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