AN: Thank you for all the reviews. I've taken them into account and I hope you can see that. This chapter will have much more detail in it, hopefully. XD It will be in third person though because it will feature a few conversations and tell what has happened everywhere else and also why Ichigo is so important. There will be lines when it switches to a different place.
Also I would love to find out what you prefer as the Point of View; Grimmjow's, Ichigo's or Third?
Rate and review please! Sorry it has taken me so long this time but I have done a longer chapter to make up for it. It was my birthday this week, that's my excuse...
Warning: Contains Yaoi, Male x Male, Slash, Mature themes, Lemons, blood drinking, gore, swearing/cursing, sex between two men etc etc. It's rated M for a reason.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach and this is only for fun.
Chapter Five
Aizen was staring across the room. His elbow leaning on the chair arm as he thought about everything that had happened in the past few days. This was not part of his plan. He had lost three of his men and also had the threat of the beastling.
Ulquiorra stepped into the room which was empty of people except for Aizen and bowed a little. "Aizen-sama, I am sorry about the fight earlier." He said as pulled his jacket closed even though it already was. That would be the last time that he trusted Yylfordt and Nnoitra. He had thought that Yylfordt was a good vampire to take with him as he believed in the law more than anyone else but it seemed that his allegiance was still with Grimmjow. They acted like brothers as they had been changed one shortly after the other.
Ulquiorra had been certain that Yylfordt was more concerned about power instead of friendship. Nnoitra also had been a surprise. Him and Grimmjow had always hated each other but it must have been a cover. He had been certain that after the incident with Nnoitra trying it on with a drunk Grimmjow that had caused it all. The two of them hadn't been on good terms since then. He had been certain that the three of them would be able to take on Grimmjow because he was reckless and absorbed with the trash.
However his mistake had been pointed out repeatedly and were showing on his body which was healing quickly. The bruises were already a yellowish green instead of the black and blue they had been much earlier and his ribs were no longer broken. Blood worked wonders.
"Ulquiorra we underestimated Grimmjow's hold on people. If he had been on his own and Yylfordt along with Nnoitra had still been on our side then you would have easily destroyed the insolent fool. Do not worry, they will not be alive for longer." Aizen replied.
Aizen knew Grimmjow inside out having killed and saved him. He knew his personality to a T and knew that he was psychotic and heartless, it was a pity that he didn't have the same killing power as the higher up vampires in his house.
He had to get rid of the three traitors and the Kurosaki man before they realised his true potential. The beastling could threaten his whole faction. Strong beyond any vampire with a finesse for killing, Kurosaki Ichigo was dangerous.
'The beastling will be tamed by one,
The only one for it's eyes,
The king and the beastling, blood and heart combined,
They shall rule, all those against them shall die.'
Aizen thought to himself as he remembered the next part of the prophecy of the beast. At the moment he was enemy number one and Kurosaki would be used against him. He wanted to rule all vampires, humans and other creatures but he wouldn't be able to do that with them alive.
"Ulquiorra, send for Starkk, Gin, Kaname, Syazel, Nel and Harribel. We need to go extend an invitation to some family and friends of Kurosaki Ichigo. I think we should throw him a little get together." Aizen said. Ulquiorra again before leaving the room.
Tomorrow as soon as the sun set, Kurosaki would find out just who he was messing with. He should give his life.... to save his friends and family.
At the same time, back at the soul society....
Yamamoto sat upon a wooden backed chair, withered with old age but still powerful. On either side of the table which he was seated at were around 30 other vampires either seated or standing. The room was silent until the old man spoke.
"This has not come at a better time. The creature we have waited for has come to us. The victim is on our side and against Aizen. We wipe out Aizen and then we can once again rule without fear of being overthrown. " He said, looking around the table at the many faces on offer.
"What will happen after that?" Asked Kenpachi, his bells jingling slightly as he moved forward.
"I will experiment on him more and find a way to harness his potential power." Mayuri, the man with golden eyes and blue hair wearing a lot of make up said.
"That would be a good thing. That or we persuade him to join us. If he doesn't then he will be destroyed." Yamamoto replied.
"But-" Ukitake and Shunsei both began but were cut off by Yamamoto gaze.
"We cannot let him remain alive if he is not with us. He is too powerful. He may not look it but he has the most powerful being inside him." Yamamoto said, effectively finishing the conversation. "Now I think it is time we ate. Goodnight Gentleman and Ladies." He nodded to the few females in the room and left.
Just after that, in the Soul Society...
A very confused Ichigo leant against the railings of the walkway and looked down into the Japanese garden below. He could hear the sloshing of water and a faint clonking sound as wood hit stone, the water feature working below. He was slowly calming down, his body was anyway but his mind was still freaking out.
He had wanted Grimmjow so bad that he had to get out of there before more things got complicated. Things were messed up as it already was. There was a whole list of screwed up things.
One, he was now a vampire.
Two, he was a freaky vampire called the beastling.
Three, he was having weird voices in his head telling him to make people suffer.
Four, he had been dragged into the middle of some vampire war.
Five, he'd been attacked by a crazily calm freak.
Six, he'd just drank blood from Grimmjow.
Seven, he was sure that he liked Grimmjow more than just a friend. In fact Grimmjow's blood had sung out to him. Still was. He wanted more than just the short drink earlier.
The list went on and on. He did want to screw Grimmjow until they both shuddered with their releases, until they moaned each others names and showed their feelings in a carnal way.
But for Ichigo, it wouldn't just end there. If he had sex will Grimmjow then everythhing would get fucked up royally. They would have sex and then he would lose Grimmjow somehow.
He couldn't lose the only thing that he was holding onto. Grimmjow was his rock, cliched but true. The only thing that was keeping him safe and sane.
Yet he was going to have to spend a night sleeping next to the blue haired adonis and not bite the crap out of him.
This was going to take more self control than what Ichigo had ever had to use before.
More than ever he had had to use with his previous partners. Well partner. It hadn't been serious and they were still friends. Him and Tatsuki had only ended up dating just because they had been friends. No feelings there.
Now there were feelings between him and Grimmjow. They had only known each other for around 24 hours but this was deeper than that. Deeper than just time. So deep that it was scaring Ichigo.
He had never needed someone so much before. Never needed to taste their blood, creating warm pathways along his throat. It was a need that shook him right down to his strengthening bones.
Ichigo took a very deep breath which he didn't need. As the air whooshed out of his mouth he felt a little light headed but he pushed on.
Putting one foot in front of the other, Ichigo walked to the door that he had just left a few minutes ago. He put his hand against the wood and felt the soft grain for a moment. He was hesitant to enter the room and face Grimmjow.
His hand travelled over the wood and took hold of the handle and pushed it open. The room was dark but it was no problem as Ichigo could see the room clearly, as clearly as if it was day. He saw Grimmjow lying on his side, his back to the door with plenty of room for Ichigo to sleep, though they would have to be back to back.
Silently, Ichigo stepped over to the bed and sat down on the edge. "Grimmjow?" He asked quietly in case he had fallen asleep. Though he probably hadn't as they only seemed to sleep during the time the sun was up and it was at least twenty minutes before the sun would begin to peak up over the horizon.
Grimmjow didn't say a word. His body was as still as a statue as he lay there. Ichigo couldn't see his face so he twisted around and knelt one knee on the bed as he leant over the still form of Grimmjow.
"Grimmjow?" He said again this time a little louder. He could see that Grimmjow's eyes were open but he looked like he was in a lot of pain. "Grimmjow? Are you-"
Ichigo didn't get to finish what he was asking. Grimmjow turned in a split second, grabbed hold of Ichigo and pulled him onto the bed. He knelt between the orange haired vampires legs, his hands either side of Ichigo's head and he leant over him. Staring into Ichigo's eyes, Grimmjow's teeth were bared.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" Ichigo shouted out pushing his hands against Grimmjow's firm pecs.
"You're new at this, Ichigo. Biting and drinking blood is an exchange of energy or some crap. Normal people get energy from food. We get in from blood. When you lose blood you lose energy. I gave you my energy and have lost some energy. Now I need to drink." Grimmjow explained. Ichigo could see his fangs everytime he said a word. Grimmjow's eyes were darker than they had been.
"So go bite someone else then!"
"But Ichigo I gave you my blood. Don't you think you should return the favour?" Grimmjow was grinning down at Ichigo with a predatory smile. It reminded Ichigo of a cat smiling at the mouse before eating it.
"I know but-" Ichigo was looking up at Grimmjow, not glaring but studying his features. He could remember what had happened to Grimmjow when he had bitten him. Would that happen to him? Then his whole abstinance plan would fly out of the window.
"Ichigo, I really want to. But I won't if you don't want me to." Grimmjow interrupted. He wanted Ichigo so badly. To feel his teeth sink into that beautiful skin. It was so bad that it hurt.
When Ichigo had drank from him his whole body was filled with desire and the thirst. He had tried to stop it by not going to look for Ichigo and not looking at Ichigo when he came back. However he wasn't strong enough to resist the temptation of Kurosaki Ichigo, the beastling.
Their gazes were still locked. Ichigo could feel Grimmjow' s heart beating slowly under his hand. "O-okay." He muttered before he pulled Grimmjow down and kissed him.
It took not even a second before Grimmjow was kissing him back. He softly grazed his teeth against Ichigo's bottom lip, not hard enough to break the soft skin. Ichigo opened his lips and let Grimmjow's tongue penetrate his mouth.
Their tongues fought against the other for dominance and Grimmjow's lips pressed harder making Ichigo submit.
They broke apart and saliva strung between their lips. Grimmjow kissed the younger man on the jaw and kept placing kisses along the jawline. Another kiss on the soft skin just under the jaw and more as his lips brushed against the vein that stuck out of Ichigo's neck.
Ichigo's fingers moved from Grimmjow's chest to the blue hair at the top of his neck. Grimmjow pushed his mouth into Ichigo's neck and opened it so his pointed fangs were against the skin.
In a brutal, savage move Grimmjow bit Ichigo. Teeth sank down and wine-like blood filled his mouth. It was unlike anything Grimmjow had tasted before. So amazing that he gupled it down and let his tongue flick back and forth the tanned skin. A trickle of blood escaped and ran along Ichigo's neck and added to the stain of blood on his shirt collar.
Ichigo felt incredible. It felt as good as drinking from Grimmjow had done. Better as lust was swimming in his crotch. How could he get it up though? His blood was being drank by Grimmjow and yet his crotch was rock hard.
So was Grimmjow. Their throbbing erections were burrowing into the other's thigh. Ichigo shifted under Grimmjow and their hard-ons brushed. He gasped and Grimmjow bit into Ichigo harder.
They grinded together and Grimmjow grunted as he pulled away from Ichigo. His lips were stained with blood and to Ichigo they looked delectable to he kissed them. Frustrated, Grimmjow tore at the shirt that was covered in stale blood. The scraps of material were thrown over his shoulder as he devoured Ichigo's mouth.
There was hardly any technique but it was passionate and left them both filled with desire. Their mouths were crashing against each other over and over again or they crashed against parts of their faces. Blood was left in light smears over tanned skin and chiselled features.
"Grimmjow..." Ichigo moaned deeply in his throat as he fingers fumbled with the metal button on Grimmjow's jeans. When he had succeeded Grimmjow stopped Ichigo's hand which was about to sneak into Grimmjow's boxers.
"Slowly." He whispered and his lips covered Ichigo's again before he moved them to the nipple on offer. Ichigo's not needed breath hitched in throat and he felt light headed again but not from the breath.
His tongue circled the swollen nipple and he sucked on it hard. Ichigo shifted under him and he grinned.
Grimmjow placed kisses across the other male's chest until his lips found the neglected nipple and he took it into mouth.
"Screw this." Ichigo groaned and put his hand down Grimmjow's boxers, growling at the restrictive material. He couldn't get his hand comfortably into Grimmjow's underwear.
"Feisty aren't we?" asked Grimmjow before he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of both his jeans and boxers, and pushing them down to his ankles and kicking them off. Now Ichigo had a perfect view of his pulsating member that had sprung from it's constrictions.
Ichigo couldn't stop looking at Grimmjow's body. From his pecs and abs to the muscles in his arms and legs, Grimmjow was one good looking guy and Ichigo's throat had gone dry from just looking.
Though he came to his senses and his fingers curled around what he had wanted to touch from the very moment that Grimmjow had penetrated Ichigo's flesh with his teeth. Grimmjow tensed as the younger man pumped his hand up and down the shaft.
"Shit, you're good." moaned Grimmjow as he closed one eye. For a moment his intentions had been forgotten but now he remembered. He placed his hand on Ichigo's, "Wait."
He stripped Ichigo of his remaining articles of clothing and was rewarded with a view that made evrything worth it. Ichigo was better than he could have ever imagined. A perfect balance between muscle and being lean. Ichigo had a swimmer's build with slightly tanned skin that was flushed from attention.
Grimmjow leant down and kissed Ichigo sweetly on the lips, passionate and a promise of what was to come. The kiss went from sweet to dirty and then Grimmjow broke the kiss harshly, tearing their lips apart.
He tugged Ichigo's trousers down and flung them across the room. They were shortly followed by Ichigo's torn boxers shorts which were unfortunate enough to be torn to pieces by Grimmjow.
Grimmjow wanted to go slowly and enjoy what was quickly becoming very promising but he couldn't hold onto his awoken hormones. Thrashing in his veins and coursing through his body as he ground their erections together causing both men to grunt and moan in time with each other.
Ichigo's fingers were leaving red marks across Grimmjow's skin as he pulled the vamp closer. Their bodies were pressed up against each other.
"Not being able to breathe is a really good thing." Ichigo gasped as he watched Grimmjow lick his fingers, slicking them in saliva.
"How come?" Grimmjow asked with a grin as he wriggled down the bed and slid open Ichigo's legs. He lifted Ichigo's hips up so he had a better access.
"Don't make me say it!" Ichigo growled as he felt a finger pressing into his entrance slowly.
"Is it because you would die anyway from the pleasure or is it something really corny?" Grimmjow moved his finger inside Ichigo who was squirming from the strange feeling.
"Grimmjow!" Ichigo groaned as Grimmjow pushed another finger into Ichigo and began to scissor them inside the orange haired male. Grimmjow looked up to see Ichigo's head thrown back into the pillows and the long line of his throat with his adam's apple sticking right out as well as the vein. Grimmjow was turned on by the sight of blood on Ichigo's throat, showing that the beastling was vulnerable.
"What?" Grimmjow smirked before biting down on the inside of Ichigo's leg as two fingers became three and began to slid in and out of Ichigo.
"Nhhn. It. Hurts." growled Ichigo through his teeth before his vision something made him press down on the intruding fingers. The feeling coupled with the euphoria of being bitten was driving him crazy. "Th-there."
"I think I found the special surprise." Grimmjow smirked as he released his teeth and licked the blood from his lips. He had found Ichigo's prostate and kept brushing his fingers over it on purpose to make Ichigo squirm.
Ichigo's member was quivering and he looked like he was ready to come. Grimmjow grabbed hold of it preventing Ichigo from getting his release and he withdrew his fingers from the stretched entrance.
"Huh? Grimmj-ah-" Ichigo threw his head and shoulder's back as he pressed himself into the bed. Grimmjow pushed into Ichigo. His cock plowed inside him slowly, pinning Ichigo down into the bed effectively.
Ichigo didn't pant but he would if he had needed to breathe. Grimmjow was big, no big was a underestimation.
"Fuck Ichigo. You're tight." growled Grimmjow who thrust more into Ichigo. Inch by inch until he was firmly seated inside him.
"It hurts bastard." Ichigo grit his teeth together. It hurt more than he had been expecting as he knew that for this time he would end up taking the female part. Next time....if there was a next time then he would definitely be the one penetrating the other.
"Wait a second." Grimmjow groaned as Ichigo tensed up and it got uncomfortably tight.
Ichigo relaxed a little, just enough so Grimmjow could move. He thrust into Ichigo, pushing into that tight hole that pulled him in as well. He angled his hips as he gripped onto Ichigo's and lifted them up.
Ichigo gasped in air and his head swam. Once again Grimmjow had found the little nub of nerves. He began to rock his hips as Grimmjow plunged into him over and over again. Grimmjow buried his face in Ichigo's neck and revealed the smooth skin of his own.
'Bite him, King.' Ichigo gave into the voice in his head and sunk his teeth into Grimmjow's neck. Grimmjow thrashed and penetrated Ichigo deeper.
"Nghhn. Ichi-" He was close and pushed harder and faster.
Ichigo's mouth was filled with blood so he swallowed and pulled away. "Gr-Grimm-"
The bed shook with each thrust and knocked loudly up against the wall but neither noticed it. They were too occupied.
Grimmjow moved his hand to Ichigo's throbbing hard on and pumped along with his rhythm. Soon they were thrashing like two animals in the wild.
"Grimmjow!" moaned Ichigo as he felt the undermistakable tightening his spine. One more pump and his body rocked and his semen splattered between their chests. He shuddered under Grimmjow and felt the bliss spread from his crotch outwards.
The tightening of Ichigo's walls around him was enough to throw Grimmjow into an orgasm. His balls tensed as his load shot into the writhing teen below him. "Ichi-" He stopped talking as he bit down hard into Ichigo's neck, leaving his teethmarks on the skin. He pulled back up and stared into Ichigo's wide eyes and collasped on top of him as he drew out of him. He was buzzing from both the drinking and the sex.
"Ichigo?" asked Grimmjow, his eyes full with unusual concern. He didn't know whether he had done the right thing but he hadn't had tiome to think about it as he had been a bit preoccupied with something else. A very sweaty Ichigo was all that Grimmjow cared about anyway. For the first time he actually wanted more than a one night stand.
"I'm fine." Ichigo muttered trying to hold onto the feeling of cumming. His instincts told him that the sun was seconds from arriving and he felt Grimmjow moving them both so Grimmjow lay on his back with Ichigo laying across him.
'Well that was fun. We should do that again King but I know some other fun things.' The cackling voice in his head sung out and his eyes flashed a golden shade before closing as the sun ascended into the sky. Grimmjow's arms tightened around the other male as he fell asleep as well.
The beastling will be tamed by one,
The only one for it's eyes,
The king and the beastling, blood and heart combined,
They shall rule, all those against them shall die.
AN: So what did you think? I really enjoyed writing the sex scene and will write more for this story....a lot more. I think is going to turn into a long story. Review please!
So Ichigo is a vampire and Hichigo/ Shirosaki/ Dark Ichigo is the beastling and because Grimmjow was the one to give his blood Hichigo couldn't take control. Grimmjow as you have probably guessed is the prophesised King and the tamer of the beastling.
Next chapter: The morning after and a surprise in store.