Okay, unfortunately I have semi-bad news for you all. Black Doves is coming to an end, so I'll be focusing on this fic. That means there won't be updates in anything else until it's finished. On the bright side! Once it's done, I can post a new fic! Another bad thing is, I'll be taking today and tomorrow to work on my novel. Thankfully, I thought ahead and wrote chapters to post on both days! Wow, I spoil you guys. ;p Anyway, here's the next update! I'm planning ahuge twist somewhere along this whole thing (possibly two if you're not expecting the one). So keep your eyes open!

Ichi: Why is it everytime she says that I get a horrible feeling? 0o

Grimm: I love when she says that, it means I'm gonna have fun! =3

Vae: ... You won't like this one.

Grimm: 0o

Ichi: Will I?

Vae: Possible not. No one is going to be happy about this, unfortunately. But I like happy endings, so I'll make it up to everyone there! =)

Grimm & Ichi: *glares heatedly*

Vae: Hey, I can't please everyone all the time, you know. Fanfic is supposed to be about what I want. If everyone else likes it, then more power to them. *shrugs*

Chapter 10

Ichigo wakes the next morning with a pain in his lower back, the larger male still snoozing beside him. He stretches and sighs in content as pops along his spine, carefully getting out of bed and limping to the bathroom. As much as he loved last night and as shocked as he is that he's cleaned, he'd really love a hot bath more. He's quiet so he doesn't wake Grimmjow, knowing he'd likely get jumped in the tub if he did, and closes the door to muffle any sounds within the bathroom. Once his water is drawn and he's soaking with a relieved sigh, he hears Grimmjow shuffling in the room.

"Bath time?" a cocky voice calls.

Ichigo can just hear the grin on those lips, his scowl reacting to it immediately. He shifts in the water, contemplating allowing the other to join him, and hisses in pain as he's reminded of his discomfort. With a slightly disappointed sigh, he decides it's probably not a good idea to be that close to a naked Grimmjow without the protection of clothes.

"Sorry, Grimm, I'm hurting a bit too bad for a repeat."

The apology is thick within his tone, the other waving it off as he gets something for breakfast. At least his mate isn't against having sex completely. Ichigo lies back with a slightly smile; breathing a sigh of relief that Grimmjow didn't press the issue… he would've totally given in.

"Well, ain't ya a satisfied bitch," a bitter tone scoffs.

Ichigo yelps in shock, amber eyes darting to Shiro's form. He's now seated on the sink, arms across his chest and scowl on his features as he sneers at the more vibrant twin. The orangette glares at the scare, continuing with his bath now that he knows it's not a threat hovering over him.

"Why did ya let that pussy fuck ya?"

"If I didn't, the girls would've done something to make us have sex," Ichigo frowns. "If I'm gonna have sex, I'd at least like to be lucid through it."

Ichigo watches as Shiro's features lose their edge, softening a bit with a hint of uncertainty. Ichigo can't deny his Hollow has taken very good care of him, no one's protected him better… but he belongs to Grimmjow now. It wasn't by choice, yet he's not as bitter about it now. He wonders if all his bitterness was transferred over to Shiro in the process of balancing out his emotions.

"Ya like 'im better than me, don' ya?" Shiro murmurs.

"Of course not, Shiro," Ichigo comments. "You've been with me way longer than him. You're my best friend!"

"… What's he ta ya?"

"He's my husband, apparently," Ichigo scoffs. "I don't mind it… I just don't like how it came about."

"We can leave, ya know," Shiro says hopefully. "I can get us outta here; we can get 'way from 'em all. Wouldn' ya like that? Ta get 'way from all the ones hurtin' ya?"

"Shiro, please stop," Ichigo sighs out. "I don't need this right now. Look, why don't you go annoy Zangetsu for a bit, okay? I'd really like to have a relaxing bath and attempt to escape the girls and Grimmjow just for today. Can you do that?"

Shiro frowns at the comment, yet doesn't show any hostility toward the other. He hops off the sink and moves the two steps it takes to the side of the tub, kneeling down and pulling Ichigo into his arms. Ichigo returns the embrace gratefully, sighing happily within the familiar arms of his shadow.

"I'll always be right here fer ya, Ichi," Shiro promises. "Even after everyone else is long gone… I'll follow ya through the afterlife an' everythin'."

"I know. I appreciate that, Shiro."

The other pulls away a bit and kisses the top of his aibou's head, vanishing seconds later and leaving Ichigo alone as requested. The orangette frowns at Shiro's odd behavior, yet brushes it off as his normal overbearing self.

Ichigo didn't tell Grimmjow, but Kensei's party is tonight. A promise is a promise, so he'll attempt to sneak off and attend the party tonight. Probably not the best thing to do on a honeymoon, but thankfully the party is a beach party and likely only a long walk down the beach from here. He can always tell Grimmjow he wanted to go for a walk and ended up stumbling upon the party… though he's not a liar and will most likely tell the truth. With a heavy sigh and the burden of growing guilt at the thoughts, he gets out of the bath and dries off to get dressed.

"Hey, Kitten," Grimmjow grins. "Hungry? Breakfast is one of the few meals I know how to cook."

"Sure. Um, Grimm? Can I talk to you?"

"Why not? I'm in a rather good mood right now."

"… Kensei's party is tonight somewhere on the beach and I promised I'd go with him and…"

Grimmjow holds up a hand to cut off Ichigo, face contemplating as he attempts to separate the rushed sentence. After a moment, he hums and turns back to get their plates. Ichigo waits, impatient for the other's answer as his food is set before him. The larger male sits down across from him before speaking.

"Okay, my good mood is officially gone," he comments. "Thanks for that. You seriously know how to kill the morning after."

"I'm really sorry, Grimmjow. I wasn't gonna tell you, but then I felt really bad for trying to sneak around…"

"Calm down, Ichigo," he sighs. "You're on your honeymoon, I'm sure Kensei will forgive you."

"But…"

"Besides, how do you think Mashiro will feel if she finds out you ditched your honeymoon to hang out with her mate?"

Ichigo stops at that, musing on the comment and shuddering at the thought. Mashiro would be positively pissed and she's already mad at Kensei for something else… he'd just be adding fuel to the fire. There has to be some way to fix all this, though. Grimmjow can see the gears in his head turning, sighing in irritation at the prospect of losing his mate's attention to a quarreling couple's problems.

"I'll deal with it," he huffs. "Just eat your damn food and start thinking of a way to get me back into a good mood."

"… What are you gonna do?"

"Don't worry about it; it's not your problem anymore."

Ichigo hesitantly lets the discussion drop, turning to his meal and finding it better than he expected. He suspects Grimmjow's specialties are lunch and breakfast, which means he'll be making dinner from now on. An image of himself in a frilly pink apron and nothing else passes through his mind, the shiver of disgust that accompanies it drawing a curious tilt of the head from his hubby.

"Don't ask," Ichigo mutters with a scowl. "Just don't fucking ask."

Grimmjow blinks in confusion, yet wisely goes back to his food. As they eat, Ichigo does as requested and tries to figure out a way to get the other's good mood back… one that doesn't involve him in even more pain. Finally, as Grimmjow cleans up the table, Ichigo stands and follows him into the kitchen. The larger male turns after dropping the dishes in the sink, gasping in surprise when Ichigo forcibly pushes him into the counter.

"What the hell..?"

"Shut the hell up," Ichigo snaps. "You want in a fucking good mood? I'll put you in one! Say a fucking word and I'll stop. Got it? Noises don't count as words, but cursing does."

Grimmjow opens his mouth to protest, yet the warning in amber orbs has him snapping his mouth shut just as quickly. Granted he doesn't normally like being dominated… but an aggressive Ichigo has always managed to get him harder than he's ever been before. Well… just as long as he's the one fucking, anyway. Like hell he'll ever let his submissive take his status, even for one romp.

Ichigo presses his body close to Grimmjow's, his hands trailing down a firm chest and ripped abs to the waistband of his silk pajama pants. In a fluid motion, Ichigo drops to his knees as he yanks down Grimmjow's pants. The other didn't bother putting on boxers after they fucked last night, so his erection stands proudly before the orangette's face. Ichigo's tongue peeks out and languidly licks along the swollen head, Grimmjow gasping at the feeling before biting his lip against the curse that almost tumbled out.

"That was close," Ichigo smirks playfully. "You better watch that, Grimm. I won't give you a second chance, you know. One fuck up and you take a cold shower."

Grimmjow nods in understanding, the other grinning almost wolfishly at the prospect of a challenge. If he gets Grimmjow to say one word before his release, Ichigo doesn't have to finish. With that thought in mind, he wraps his lips around the other's large cock and sucks hard. Grimmjow's hand immediately darts to orange locks and yanks roughly, forcing himself not to say anything. Ichigo sucks eagerly at first, quickly changing it up randomly as he bobs his head. One of his hands is on Grimmjow's hip, yet the other ghosts a touch up the other's inner thigh before massaging his sac. Grimmjow's fist slams against a cupboard, startling Ichigo enough for him to pull away. He looks up to see his hubby's lip bleeding from the abuse and his cyan orbs nearly black with lust.

"... You're so gonna fuck up," Ichigo smirks. "Careful you don't bite your lip off; Kisuke isn't here to mend your gigai."

Grimmjow smirks at the smaller male, removing his sharp incisor from his lip as the wound heals itself. Ichigo's eyes widen in surprise, but his scowl quickly replaces it.

"Damn scientists," he grumbles. "They just had to perfect your damn gigai! I thought for sure I finally found a way to hurt you without feeling guilty."

Grimmjow rolls his eyes, pushing Ichigo's head closer to his dick to shut him up. Getting the hint, the younger male sighs and purposely lets the breath gust out over the wet arousal. Grimmjow shivers, growling in warning at his little tease before forcing the orangette's lips back onto his thick shaft. Ichigo bobs his head once more, shifting minutely as the other's breathing goes from steady to panting and swallowing him whole.

"Fuck!" Grimmjow shouts before covering his mouth. "If you stop, I swear I'll fucking rape you."

Ichigo sends him a doubtful look, yet doesn't pull away. He won, that's all he needs to know. Besides, Grimmjow is seconds away and he's not mean enough to leave him high and dry. Swallowing around the other a few times, he can feel Grimmjow tense up. He spills his release, coating Ichigo's throat as the smaller male tries to swallow it all without gagging. The orangette lets his lover's spent cock slip from his lips, watching in humor as the big bad kitty slides to the floor with shaky legs.

"So… you're gonna rape me, huh?" Ichigo scoffs with a raised brow.

He's lying on his stomach now; one arm draped over Grimmjow's lap as the other props his head up with a closed fist. Grimmjow snorts in humor at the comment, running a hand languidly through orange locks.

"It seemed like a good idea at the time," he yawns.

"In a good mood again?"

"Actually, yes. I am. I just learned my wife is just kinky, he's a dominatrix when pressed."

"… I am not."

"You so are, you aggressive little bitch."

Ichigo leans closer to allow his husband a kiss, Grimmjow quickly taking the offer and holding the back of Ichigo's head as he claims those lips. It's a slightly rough kiss, Grimmjow's hand kneading orange locks as his tongue maps out Ichigo's cavern, and the smaller male melts. When they pull apart, Ichigo's eyes are hazy and he hesitantly leans forward on some strange instinct to nuzzle the other's face. Surprised, but definitely not minding the more animalistic show of affection, Grimmjow purrs against his mate and nibbles his ear.

"You keep this up and I really will jump you."

"… I thought you were going to rape me?" Ichigo snorts derisively.

"It's only rape if you're not willing."

"I wouldn't be willing."

"You'd fucking love it."

Rolling his eyes, Ichigo stands and heads into the bathroom to get supplies. He's definitely got to think before doing stuff like that, or he'll need to keep cleaning supplies in every room. Grimmjow yawns and stretches, calmly strolling to the bathroom to get a shower. He would've liked to bathe with Ichigo, but the other never would've made it out the bathroom with the ability to walk. As he stands beneath the hot spray of the shower, he tries to figure out what he's going to do to alleviate the problem at hand while not infuriating Ichigo by stepping all over his pride. The problem at hand, of course, being his promise to Kensei… as his morning wood was already taken care of. His feral grin takes over at the thought, the ex-Espada forcing himself to calm down so he can think more clearly.

Mashiro is sunbathing when Grimmjow locates her, the other girls strewn between that and playing volleyball. Hallibel seems to be thrashing a team of arrogant jockeys without much help from the others, most just laughing in the men's faces at their inability to score a point against the amazon.

"Hello, Grimm-kitty!" Mashiro grins. "Where's berry-bun? Mashiro so loves him!"

"Yeah, Grimmjow," Rukia scowls. "Where's Ichigo at? Shouldn't you two be screwing like bunnies by now? Don't tell me he's not putting out! Szayel! The vial!"

The pink haired male beside her immediately rummages in his bag, pulling out a thin vial with a silvery liquid in it. Grimmjow shudders, grateful Ichigo put out last night so he didn't have to resort to such an underhanded trick.

"No, no. We fucked last night," he assures. "He's a bit sore today, so I'm leaving him be until later."

"Oh… good. Never mind, Szayel."

"Damn. I really wanted to test that one, too."

"We'll test it some other time!" the raven chirps happily.

Grimmjow balks at that, knowing without a doubt he and Ichigo will be the test subjects. He makes a mental note to pay Nelliel to destroy that stupid potion later, but right now he has to mend things with Mashiro and Kensei before Ichigo runs off to that party.

"Mashiro, we need to talk," he frowns.

"Mashiro can't talk to the kitty," she waves off. "Kitty's not Mashiro's alpha."

"Yeah well, if you don't take the time you'll very likely ruin my honeymoon."

She stops at that, looking up as finger touches her chin in thought. After a short while, she sighs and stands up. Brushing the sand from her green hair, she waves Grimmjow on and follows him away from the girls. He's careful to keep them both in sight of the females, knowing how dangerous riled females can be in Hueco Mundo and how pack oriented they are. Though some are a part of Grimmjow's family group, he's noticed females in general tend to form a pack that's held a bit higher than their kinfolk's.

"Okay, Mashiro, here's the thing," Grimmjow starts. "You need to forgive Kensei and go to this stupid party with him. I don't know what he did that pissed you off, but he asked Ichigo to go with him before the honeymoon. Said it was the only person you wouldn't consider him stepping out on you with. The party is a beach party tonight and Ichigo's fully ready to head that way if I can't get you two together again."

"Berry-bun will have fun at the party!" she smiles.

"That's the thing, I don't want him having fun with another alpha," the Sexta snarls before calming himself. "This is our honeymoon; I want him to be with me not someone else."

"So… take Berry-bun to the party," she shrugs.

"He'll only go with me if you come for Kensei."

"… I guess Mashiro has been mad enough at Kensei. If Kitty and Berry-bun are going, Mashiro will go, too!" she grins happily. "It'll be a nice surprise for Kensei!"

Grimmjow breathes a sigh of relief, grinning wickedly as he heads off to find his mate. Last he saw Ichigo; the orangette was wandering the beach in search of a starfish. The couple days they've been here he hasn't seen anything but shells and a couple horseshoe crabs, so he's determined to find at least one.

"Hey, Kitten, you find any?" he questions as he strolls up to the other.

"No," Ichigo gripes. "Not one!"

Grimmjow glances over Ichigo's shoulder as he rants, raising a brow at the small yellow starfish just within the surf. He contemplates telling the other, yet knows that would taint the victory. Instead, he grimaces as he steps into the water to stand just beyond it.

"What are you..? Oh my god! Grimmjow, I found one!" Ichigo shouts in triumph.

"That's great, Kitten. Why don't you come over here and swim with me?"

"You hate the wa… Oh! You fucking perv."

Grimmjow chuckles as Ichigo walks into the surf anyway, the larger male sitting down so that water rises to the middle of his chest. Ichigo straddles his lap, blushing brightly the whole way as he searches for anyone near them. To his mortification, there are about twenty couples in the same position along the beach and in the water… all the females exactly where he is. Sighing in irritation, he drops his forehead to Grimmjow's shoulder in defeat. Hands grope his ass and Ichigo attempts to hold back the yelp, instead letting out a small squeak in its place. His arms wrap around Grimmjow's shoulders, a scowl on his face to hide his shyness. Although he's eager to tell Ichigo about the fact he's fixed everything with Mashiro and Kensei, Grimmjow opts to surprise Ichigo later. It's always fun to see his overreactions.

Awe, Grimmjow knows his precious mate so well! =3 Sorry about the party thing, I hadn't planned on sending him during the honeymoon... but my wicked mind thought up something awesome and it demanded I get that out of the way! Don't worry, it's not gonna be too bad... yet ;p I also thought you guys would enjoy the aggressive Ichigo thing, it's not often I let him be that forceful during sex. Your welcome!

Grimm: We should do that more often! =3

Ichi: Yeah, we should! That way Grimmjow will break and I can leave him like that! =)

Grimm: Uh... no? That's not what I was thinking at all!

Vae: Don't worry, you're doing something aweful to Ichi in the next chapter that deserves retaliation... and I already have the retaliation planned for the end! =D

Grimm: Wait... this doesn't seem right. Aren't you supposed to be tormenting Ichigo with shit like that?

Vae: *shrugs* I've decided that I've been too lenient with you thus far, you've forgotten that you should fear my whim! *shakes fist*

Ichi: Ha ha! ;p

Grimm: *hangs head*