AN: Thank you so much for all your reviews and I am glad that you enjoyed the last chapter. This chapter is going to be in third person.
Also I am writing a Kenpachi x Ichigo story as well. Inspiration struck me as I was watching the save Rukia arc and I couldn't stop myself.
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Sorry for any mistakes or plotholes but I don't have a beta yet.
Warning: Contains Yaoi, Male x Male, Slash, Mature themes, Lemons, blood drinking, gore, swearing/cursing, sex between two men, OOC etc etc. It's rated M for a reason.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach and this is only for fun.
Chapter six
The sun made it's final few moments of descent and the soul society was cast into dusk and the house slowly became alive. As alive as it could be as a house filled with undead vampires.
Ichigo Kurosaki squirmed against Grimmjow, trying to go back into sleep which he was slowly coming out from. The wriggling of his bed partner helped Grimmjow to wake up faster and he looked down at Ichigo who was stuck to him. A grin passed his handsome face as his hands trailed over Ichigo's skin.
Skin that was much more sensitive. Ichigo squirmed even more, frowning as he woke up properly now that the sun was completely gone for the night and the moon began it's stroll across the skies.
Grimmjow's hands fluttered softly down Ichigo's body and one grasped his ass as the other stroked his member into hardness. Grimmjow's eyes had followed his hands but now they flickered up to Ichigo's face.
Brown eyes bored into him but Grimmjow just grinned.
"'Evening Ichi." Grimmjow said with a grin like a cat that got the cream.
Ichigo glared back before scrabbling off the bed quickly wishing away his erection that had stemmed from Grimmjow's attention.
"What's wrong? There's no need to be shy." Grimmjow said slowly. His gaze was lustful and he patted the bed next to him and stretched langurously. "Now come here and let's have some breakfast."
"No." Ichigo replied as he picked up his destroyed clothes. Well he definitely wouldn't be wearing them. He flung them back on the ground and stomped around the room.
"You didn't seem so reluctant last night Ichi." Grimmjow said to Ichigo who had his back turned to Grimmjow just so he couldn't see his desirable body however much he really wanted to.
"Well that was last night and..." Ichigo trailed off.
And what? Ichigo kept thinking that this wasn't real. That feeling inside him that just kept on threatening to make itself known in a way that would blow away the clouds of doubt that fluttered across his mind. What could this all mean?
Did he like Grimmjow in that way?
Ichigo was sure that that was a definite yes.
Did he just want to have sex with Grimmjow?
Well he obviously did.
Was it because he had been bitten or was it because he felt more than just lust for the blue haired man?
That was where Ichigo's problems all lay. He didn't know whether he had had sex with Grimmjow just because of the feelings of the bite. Earlier in the night...early morning, he had not wanted to get involved with Grimmjow and yet, not even an hour later he had orgasmed because of Grimmjow and him doing that.
Grimmjow really wanted to do that again. The sight of a slightly blushing Ichigo was getting him hard....again.
"Ichigo-" Grimmjow began to speak. Began to spill out the feelings that were consuming him. He would never had done this for someone else and it was scaring him a bit. However he breathed a sigh of relief when the door swung open loudly to show a grinning Nnoitra and a smiling Yylfordt. Grimmjow hadn't wanted to tell Ichigo everything. In that second where they all stood still he made a promise to himself.
'I won't let anyone get Ichigo but I won't get too close either.' He promised himself. He couldn't corrupt Ichigo in that way. He didn't want to get close to him. They could have sex, Grimmjow was very comfortable with that but Grimmjow was not comfortable with the whole caring thing.
Nnoitra burst out laughing and was bending over clutching his stomach before long. He saw Grimmjow lying in bed with a boner and Ichigo blushing naked in the middle of the room.
"Impressive Grimmjow. You managed to bed Ichigo in two days. That has got to be-" Nnoitra wasn't able to finish talking before he was flying backwards from being hit by Ichigo. Grimmjow was now standing in the room, butt naked with a shocked look on his face which had replaced the look of anger on his face seconds ago.
He had been closer to Nnoitra and he had moved before Ichigo had done but yet, the orange haired vampire had got there first. Also from the look of blood that was pouring from Noitra's nose, he had punched very very hard.
"I think you will need some clothes." Yylfordt said and left the scene to go get one of the workers who had shown them to their rooms.
He and one of the workers came back with a pile of clothes. They walked into the room to see the room the exact way Yylfordt had left. However Ichigo was now holding onto a bedsheet around his waist.
The pretty worker handed over the clothes which Ichigo began to immediately put on. He was trying to hide his blush as well. 'I wonder how we can blush when we are dead. I haven't seen another vampire blush. Could it be because I drank...from Grimmjow.... and because of...Grimmjow....THAT....I can blush and get....hard....GET....HARD....OH FOR FUCKS SAKE!' Even his thoughts were betraying him now. They kept going back to last night and the feel of Grimmjow and the taste of his blood and the smell-
Smell.
Ichigo stopped buttoning up the emerald green shirt he had been handed and turned to see a still grinning but bleeding Nnoitra who was doing nothing to stop the small trickle of blood that was easing up from coming out of his nose.
Ichigo breathed in from his nose and nearly threw up...if he could have anyway. He was pretty sure that he couldn't do that anyway. The smell of Noitra's blood was disgusting. It smelt all wrong, like death. He was a vampire though so it might just be because of that. Ichigo would have to try a human. Maybe it was like not liking brocolli. Or marmite..you either loved it or hated it.
Ichigo hated the smell of Nnoitra's blood and was very sure that he would hate the taste.
Thankfully Nnoitra's nose had stopped bleeding. Ichigo shook his head as if he could shake all the thoughts out of his head as well and resumed buttoning his shirt. Now he was dressed in dark blue jeans and the shirt as well as a pair of ordinary trainers. Grimmjow also was now dressed, in jeans and a black T-shirt.
Another good thing about being a vampire, even after they had the exercise last night they didn't smell what so ever. No sweat.
'Well there has to be some benefits to being a vamp. I need to drink blood. I drank Grimmjow's blood and had sex with him probably because he drank from me. Well that's just great, I lost my first time with a man to Grimmjow and my first time as a vampire to Grimmjow. My first bite as well. Just bloody great.' Ichigo thought as Grimmjow and the others were leaving the room. He must have zoned out and missed half the conversation so he ran a little to catch up.
They walked in silence, each in their own thoughts.
"I can walk you to the main room." The female worker who had helped them out.
"No it is okay. You get back to whatever you were doing when I interrupted." Yylfordt replied with a polite smile.
She smiled and bowed before scurrying off. They carried on walking and a minute later they were standing outside. Grimmjow raised his hand to push open the door but stopped as he heard the loud tones of some vampires.
"I think that a strike on Aizen and the Espada right now is our best option." Said a voice that was accompanied by bells jingling softly.
"Well I don't. I think that Yamamoto will use the beastling-" One of the voices from earlier said, it reminded Grimmjow of the man with long white hair but it might have been in his friend.
"Ukitake that it was he is there for. The beastling will help us in our fight against Aizen." The bell jingler replied.
"Yes. I know that with him on our side we will surely win. But after we defeat Aizen, what will become of him?"
"Yamamoto hopes that they will finish each other." Another voice chimed in.
"Shunsui! So you mean that-" Ukitake began.
"I mean that Aizen will fatally injure Ichigo just before Ichigo kills him. Then they are both dealed with. If not then he plans to imprison or kill him." Shunsui replied.
"Damn and I wanted to find out just how powerful that Ichigo was. He might have been worth the effort of fighting with him." kenpachi grumbled.
"Are you sure Shunsui?" Ukitake asked.
"He is just too powerful to not be dealt with somehow. Yamamoto doesn't want him to rule." Shunsui replied.
Grimmjow backed away from the door. He looked at Ichigo first and saw the anger in his gold eyes.
Gold eyes. Ichigo could feel the flames of anger flicker across his body.
'King you need to deal with them. You need to make them see that they cannot do that to you.' Sing songed the voice in his head.
Ichigo blinked away the anger and his eyes settled back on the brown they always had been. Grimmjow decided to ask about that later but looked at Nnoitra and Yylfordt.
Grimmjow grabbed Ichigo's arm and as quietly as they all could be, they ran. They ran through the building and out into the japanese style garden. Behind them they could hear shouts and they ran faster.
Not even thirty seconds later they had ran quite a way from the house. Managing to escape the grounds of the soul society had been a feat itself but no one had closed the gates. They obviously weren't very worried about intruders.
About three miles away from the soul society they all stopped. "Now what?" Ichigo asked. He was so messed up it was unreal. Being a vampire seemed to entail a hell of a lot of running.
"I have no fucking idea." Grimmjow replied. "Cabin?"
"Cabin." Nnoitra and Yylfordt both said.
Grimmjow looked at Ichigo. Concern filling him before he pushed it away. He was allowed to be concerned for his young charge after all he had changed him but concern had to stay as concern.
The afterlife was so fucked up.
AN: I hope you liked it. Sorry for it being later than usual.
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