THE RATING HAS NOW CHANGED FROM T TO M. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Ichigo was absolutely positive that the blush on his face was permanently etched on. There was absolutely no way that he was going to get rid of it. With a sigh of defeat he made his way around the blunette and started walking towards the couch behind Nel, who was sitting by the coffee table, happily slurping her ice cream soup and soggy cookies. Unsure of any other way to hid his embarrassment, Ichigo picked up his textbook and began studying, trying to ignore the blue eyes he knew were watching him.

Grimmjow couldn't help but laugh internally. The carrot-top was so easy to rile up and he would continue to do it as long as he was able to that fabulous blush the kid was always sporting. Today had definitely not gone how was expecting. He wasn't expecting to kiss Ichigo, he wasn't expecting to confess to him the way he did, and he definitely didn't expect to have such a heated make out session out in the open with Nel in the other room. But god damn did the boy know how to kiss. As much as Grimmjow thought it would be weird to kiss another guy, it wasn't. If anything, it made Ichigo a better kisser because he knew how he wanted to be kissed. For some reason girls always thought they couldn't fight back for dominance or be pushy with their tongue and bite and shit. But Ichigo, damn, that kid had fight and Grimmjow wanted more of it.

Smirking, Grimmjow made his way to the other side of Nel and plopped down next to Ichigo. He leaned forward and ruffled the small girl's green hair. Even though he knew that Grimmjow would never admit it, he definitely cared for the little being in front of him. Ichigo watched with his head cocked, loving how well Grimmjow was to Nel.

Ichigo leaned forward, hoping to catch the younger girl's attention. "Hey Nel, I've always wondered why your hair was so short"

Nel turned to face him with a giant smile, "I wannned ta look like onii-chan!"

Ichigo sat up straight, eyes flashing between Grimmjow and Nel. "You wanted to look like Grimm?"

Grimmjow shook his head, a hand rubbing across it. "You should have seen what it looked like before this. I walked in from school to her holding the kitchens scissors in one hand and lock of green in the other."

Nel's smile only grew, looking eerily similar to her brothers. "I wanned ta look like onii-chan cause he'sth tha pwettisth."

"Pretty!?" Grimmjow picked up the small girl in front of him by the arm pits and turned her around on his lap. "I ain't pretty Nel, I'm damn fucking sexy."

Ichigo couldn't help but laugh, "Grimm don't curse in front of the kid."

Grimmjow had initiated a tickle attack on the small girl, her joyous laugh instantly filling the room. Ichigo's face began to blush as he thought about how well Grimmjow had acted with his sister. He was totally embarrassed to admit that it was definitely turning him on seeing Grimmjow in this light. He turned away, but when he looked back Grimmjow was staring at him with a wicked grin. Oh shit he knew. Ichigo looked away again, the thought running in his mind over and over again.

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Grimmjow watched as Nel's eyes began to droop, smirking as he hoped that she'd sleep soon. The sooner she slept, the most alone time he'd have with Ichigo. He watched as Ichigo studied. He noticed how Ichigo bit at his lip, only to release it as he read the text under his breath. The way that Ichigo was absolutely unable to sit still, constantly fidgeting, whether it was running his hand through his hair or twirling the pencil in his hand. The kid was constantly crossing and uncrossing his legs, completely unaware of his behavior. Grimmjow should have been working on his own assignments, but Ichigo was so distracting with his incessant movement that he had to stop and watch. Ichigo shifted one last time and let out a sigh, his eyes moving from his text book to Nel, who's head was beginning to droop onto the coloring book she had been working on. Ichigo noticed and smiled a bit before he cleared his throat, sure that it would crack from not being used for a few hours.

"Nel, if you're sleepy, you can go to bed." Ichigo leaned forward and brought her into his lap, angling her a bit so that she was laying in his arms comfortably.

"Nel can't go ta sthleep yet." She yawned, her body betraying her words. "If I go ta sthleep, Itsyugo will leave."

Ichigo's eyes widened a bit before he looked down at Nel with a soft smile. "Hey kid, it's okay if you sleep. I'm your baby sitter, remember? I'm going to be here all the time for you.

"But I wan you ta be here when I wake up. Like dis mowning." Her eyes began to well up a little. "I'm not gonna sthleep if it means Itsyugo will be gone."

"Hey now, don't say that." Ichigo shifted her so that her head rested on his shoulder. "Just go to sleep, I'll see you tomorrow."

Nel's body couldn't fight the urge anymore, and she was quickly succumbed to sleep. Her head drooped onto Ichigo's shoulder, causing the man to sigh. Ichigo stood carefully before making his way down to the hall where Nel's room was. Slowly, he nudged the door opened and headed inside, being extremely careful as he lowered Nel into her bed. He pulled the blankets over her, tucking her in, and leaning forward to place a small kiss on her forehead. He smiled softly when he remembered that he hadn't done something like that since the twins were younger, his heart instantly aching. Ichigo turned around to walk back to the hall way, he threw Nel one last look before he closed the door behind him, to turn to the man waiting in the hall way.

Pools of brown locked with blue eyes, unable to tear away from each other as the two read the situation in hallway. Ichigo felt his face blush a little under Grimmjow's strong gaze and was beginning to wonder when he would finally stop feeling so shy around Grimmjow. Ichigo cleared his throat, trying to ease up the tension around them.

"So, I supposed I should get going." Ichigo looked down, rubbing his toe into the carpet.

"Or you could stay." Grimmjow's voice was loud and clear, so full of confidence.

Ichigo looked up. "What?"

Grimmjow gave a noncommittal shrug. "You can stay here the night."

Ichigo's face was a blaze again. "I really shouldn't. I stayed last night and my dad is still peeve about this." He waved his hand in between him and Grimmjow. "Plus, I have school tomorrow and I don't have anything with me."

Grimmjow wasn't listening anymore as Ichigo continued to spout all the excuses in the world as to why he couldn't stay the night. Grimmjow's feet moved on their own, his arm instinctively coming out to cage Ichigo in. Grimmjow leaned as close as he could to Ichigo, his lips barely brushing past the smaller males. Ichigo had finally stopped talking, eyes wide when he noticed how close Grimmjow was to him. He could feel himself holding his breath, unsure of what was going to happen next.

"Like I said, you could stay here."

Without another word, Grimmjow closed the gap between them and kissed Ichigo hard. As almost as a reflex, Ichigo's arms wrapped around Grimmjow's neck and pulled him close. The bodies became flush, Ichigo knew that he wouldn't be able to live without the wonderful body heat emitting from the man in front of him ever again. Grimmjow's hands were moving, much like they had early, fingering the hem of Ichigo's shirt before finally making their way in; lightly tickling his sides as they crawled up to feel the rest of his lithe body. Ichigo groaned at the warmth of Grimmjow's large hands as they made his way all over his torso. Grimmjows arms wrapped around Ichigo, pulling him off the wall and walking him backwards to what Ichigo could only assume was Girmmjow's bedroom. With a swift shut of the door, Ichigo and Grimmjow found themselves as a tangled mess of limbs on the bed. Grimmjow let out a groan as he rubbed his erection against Ichigo's thigh. Ichigo gasped and found himself trying to push the larger male off of him.

"Grimm," Ichigo was panting as Grimmjow assaulted his neck. "Grimm, we need to stop."

"You want to what?" Grimmjow was too busy sucking on the tanned column of Ichigo's neck, his hips involuntarily rolling onto the man beneath him.

Ichigo tried to shove him hard, trying to keep his resolve. "Grimm, we need to stop this. We need to go slow."

Grimmjow growled at the shove, bracing himself on his forearms above Ichigo. "You don't want me to fuck ya?" He rolled his hips for emphasis against Ichigo's own hardened erection.

Ichigo groaned as he turned his head. "God, no I don't want you to not fuck me."

"Then what's the problems?" Grimmjow went back to Ichigo's neck, making his way up to nibble slightly on the man's ear.

Ichigo shoved him hard again. "The problem is that you didn't know if you wanted all of this before this morning. You didn't know that you'd be sleeping with a man tonight instead of a girl. We can't rush this. You're the one who wanted to go slow. This…this is definitely not slow."

Grimmjow groaned as he rolled off of Ichigo and onto his back. Ichigo was right and Grimmjow hated him for it. He let out a huff as he stared hard at the ceiling, unsure of what to do next. He was aching. He had never slept with a man before, but damn he wanted Ichigo so bad in a way he didn't understand. Never in his life had he found himself so horny. Not even when he discovered internet porn for the first time. He felt Ichigo shift on the bed, rolling onto his side so that he could take up the space between Grimmjow's arm and his side.

"We don't have to stop completely."

The words were quite but they caught Grimmjow's attention. He cocked a blue eyebrow as he stared at the man next to him. He noticed the small amount of pink that began to dust the bridge of Ichigo's nose which only caused his body to ache for me.

"I was thinking, I'm guessing you've never had a hand job from a man before."

Grimmjow's mouth split in the biggest grin he could make as he shook his head eagerly. Ichigo smirked, lust completely taking over his face as he leaned forward and placed a kiss on Grimmjow's lips. Without even thinking, his had crept up Grimmjow's shirt, leaving feather soft touches on Grimmjow's pectorals. Grimmjow noted how cold Ichigo's fingers were against his heated skin. The way they were barely touching him as they ran against the expanse of his torso; following the dips and grooves of Grimmjow's abs before finally reaching the top of his waist band.

Ichigo's fingers ran just against the elastic of Grimmjow's briefs, shyly dipping in before running against the smooth skin of Grimmjow's pelvis. Grimmjow felt his breath hitch as Ichigo's cool hands touched him. Ichigo hadn't even touched Grimmjow's actual penis yet and he was ready to be undone. Ichigo's fingers lightly touched Grimmjow's penis, before confidently wrapping around it. He did a few experimental jerks, gauging Grimmjow's reaction. Grimmjow let out a shaky breath that Ichigo could only determine as a good thing. Ichigo frowned a bit before looking up at the man next to him.

"Do you have any lube?"

Grimmjow let out a scoff. "Do I have any lube? I'm a nineteen year old male, of course I had lube." With his free hand, he blindly reached into the top drawer of the nightstand next to him, his hand instantly finding the bottle of lube he kept there. Ichigo pulled his hand out of Grimmjow's underwear, letting Grimmjow drip some of the gel onto his fingers, rubbing his fingers against his palm to spread the substance. Ichigo slipped his now slick hand back into Grimmjow's pants, fingers eagerly seeking out the rod of warmth they were just wrapped around. Grimmjow let out the smallest of moans as Ichigo's now slick hand worked him. Probably because of all the experience he had, Ichigo could definitely give a hand job. He knew exactly how to work his hand so that it was tugging and pulling the right way.

Growing impatient, Grimmjow worked out of his jeans and underwear the best he could with one hand. Now exposed, he watched Ichigo's hand move on his hard member. Ichigo's eyes watched Grimmjow's reaction until Grimmjow had taken off his pants. Now that Ichigo could see Grimmjow's penis for himself, his eyes widened. It was gorgeous, and that was not the kind of word that was casually thrown around. His mouth watered slightly at how much he wanted to put it in his mouth, but he was pretty sure that would be the completely opposite of moving slow. Ichigo's hand sped up a bit as his felt Grimmjow's stomach flex under his arm. He knew what was coming next and was more determined to get the other man off. Grimmjow's arm around Ichigo tightened as Grimmjow's body stiffened. Ichigo could feel the pulsing under his hand as Grimmjow released onto his own lower abdomen. Ichigo's hand continued to milk him, trying to get the most out of his released. Grimmjow twitched slightly, signaling Ichigo slightly now that he was overly sensitive from his release. Grimmjow had the biggest grin on his face when Ichigo looked up.

"Fuck berry, how'd ya learn to give a hand job like that?" A scowl instantly came onto Grimmjow's face. "Fuck, scratch that. I don't wanna know."

Ichigo couldn't help but to laugh. He was just about to respond, but realized that Grimmjow's eyes were already closed. Ichigo felt sleepiness coming over himself, glancing over to the clock on the night stand, noted that it was only eleven-thirty, which meant he had a couple of hours to nap before he planned to slip out of Grimmjow's house. Ichigo was determined to not sleepover two nights in a row.

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Ichigo woke up as he felt the body next to him roll over. Groggily, he wiped the sleep from his eyes, sittig up in the bed to get a better look on the clock that was now hidden behind the wall that was Grimmjow's back. It was now two forty-five in the morning. Ichigo determined now was a better time than ever to get up and leave. He didn't even both to wake Grimmjow as he slowly got out of bed. He figured if Grimmjow had woken up, he would definitely tell him to get back to bed and he'd never leave; Ichigo tip-toed out the room and shut the door behind him. He stopped by Nel's room, opening the door slightly just to check on the little girl. When he deemed that she was fine, he closed her door as well, before finally reaching the front door. He slipped his shoes on as quietly as he could and exited the apartment.

Cool air wrapped around him as he made his way out of the apartment complex and onto the street. He hadn't noticed the footsteps that were following him, until he heard the crunching of leaves. Ichigo stopped and looked behind him but saw nothing. He kept walking, but now trained his ears to be on the lookout for any sounds. Sure enough, he heard footsteps fall into step behind him following him another couple of blocks. Ichigo finally stopped and whipped around, completely surprised to see two huge men right behind him. One of them cracked a smile as he towered over Ichigo.

"Can I help you guys?" Ichigo's body tensed, his reflexes instantly tuning into fly or flight mode.

One of the men laughed. "You're definitely not Aizen's kid. Heard that boy had blue hair, you have orange. Are you the little twerps boyfriend?"

The only words that registered in his head were Aizen and blue. He growled a little as his fist clench. "What do you want with Grimmjow?"

"Not that it's any of your concern, but our boss wanted us to leave a little message for the bastard. But ya know what? I think it would sound even better coming from you. Tell him Gin's looking for him, and when it finds him, it won't be good."

The two guys turned away from Ichigo, taking long strides away from him before turning a corner and disappearing into the night. Ichigo felt his body relax, his heart felt like it was going to fall out of its chest. He hadn't realized how scared he had been until he was alone. So many questions were running through Ichigo's mind. Who were they? Who's Gin? What did all of this have to do with Grimmjow? Ichigo tried to push the thoughts back as he turned to continue home, opting run the rest of the way in case any more of Grimmjow's acquaintances wanted to make themselves known.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hello there! It's been a while, yeah?

I'm kinda back...I started writing again after three years and it's a little weird. As mentioned in my latest Flashing Lights author's note, I've been reinspired to write my stories and about this couple. I'm not sure how often I'll be updating, but as of right now it seems like (hopefully) once a week because my mind is buzzing with ideas.

I know this chapter's kinda short, but we're getting back into the groove of things.

For those of you who are old readers, I hope you enjoyed this. If you're new, welcome!

I've been re-reading old Grimmichi stories I love, so it'd be great if someone recommended some current GrimmIchi stories for me to read!