Okay... So I decided to carry this on for now
Soooo yeah... I forgot to do this in the last chapter so here it is:
Disclaimer: Ok. So there I was, cleaning my toilet like a normal UK citizen... When I suddenly had a flash of inspiration. *INSERT LIGHTBULB*
So, I ran to the Post office and mailed a letter. That letter was titled '69 reasons why I should own Bleach'. However, just like my Hogwarts letter (which if any of you have, then please return it to me... o.O), my mail was displaced.
I have yet to receive a reply from the owner of Bleach. And I know he isn't ignoring me. He better blooming well not be. I don't do well being ignored.
ANSWER MY LETTER YOU BLEACH-WRITING, IDEA-STEALING *******!
Phew... Now that, that's over with and I'm calm, I'd just like point out that I DONT OWN ANYTHING...
YET
HEHE... MWAHAHAHAHA!
And that I was only joking ;P
Ichigo woke up, still lying down in bed, feeling great for the first time in years. He vaguely remembered meeting Grimmjow, the first person to ever truly acknowledged him and understand his emotions to the fullest.
Hmm? I can't remember. Why can't I remember?! Was it all just a dream?... *Laughs* I knew it; nothing like that could ever happen. No-one could ever truly understand. No-one could ever truly know my emotions, never mind understanding me... I-
NO! It wasn't a dream, I know it wasn't. It can't have been!... At least I hope not.
Ichigo tried to remember what happened last night, resulting in an unpleasant migraine.
Please say it was real and that it wasn't just my hopes or my imagination running wild. I'm hoping, with all of my heart, that it wasn't just me dreaming of a non-existing happiness. If it's not real, I think my heart will shatter, it can't take it anymore... The pressure's too much for me now after everything that's already happened.
After a few moments of trying to recollect his memories, his efforts were paying off little by little.
I think - I think I'm starting to remember! I'm really glad that it was real. If it wasn't, I don't know how I'd have coped with the ever-lasting pain.
~*~*~FLASHBACK-START~*~*~
"I know we have only just met but, I think I love you, Ichigo. Can we, please, try and start a relationship?" He whispered into Ichigo's ear, causing him to tense up and drop his arms at his sides just at the sound of it. "I'm sorry, if I crossed the line and you don't want to... I'll understand." He continued.
Without warning, Ichigo unconsciously wrapped his arms around Grimmjow. Tears streaming down his face and he whispered back:
"P-please... Please, just don't leave me." Ichigo stuttered as Grimmjow leaned down and gently kissed him on his forehead.
"Okay, I won't ever leave you're side. Not now, not ever." Grimmjow replied with reassuring smile while he began to lift both himself and Ichigo to a stand. "Now, should we go somewhere else? Because this kind of place doesn't suit me well" Grimmjow give a bit of an awkward laugh as he looked around him, hearing and the blaring of the rides' songs and screaming of people on the new rides merging together to create a noise that, when listening, anyone would instinctively cover their ears, not really blocking the sound out, just muffling it.
Ichigo laughed at the sight of Grimmjow looking uncomfortable and fidgeting a bit, as if he had sat on a bunch of sharp pins layered out all over the floor and had no other alternative.
"What? What's so funny?" He questioned the red head with a look of embarrassment - not yet at the stage of blushing - on his face.
Wiping his eyes, as he felt tears forming from laughing too much, Ichigo replied while stuttering a bit, recovering from his laughing fit "Oh, I-it's nothing. S-so where d-did you have in mind?"
Grimmjow, now regaining his oh-so-sexy posture, gave a sly, know-it-all wink when he grabbed Ichigo's hand to pull him along. "You'll see"
This is nice. Walking hand-in-hand like a proper couple would... I want this blissful moment to last forever.
All of the way to this unknown place, it was completely silent between the two while their hands were intertwined with one another's. However, it was a nice, soothing silence, which didn't feel awkward at all. Ichigo didn't even realise when they had arrived at their destination.
"Earth to Ichigo! Come in! Ichigo. Are. You. There?" The familiar voice joked as Ichigo snapped out of his peaceful trance and looked up innocently at the slightly taller man.
"Eh?"
"Am I that boring that you weren't paying any attention?" Grimmjow sighed then playfully flicked the red head on his forehead which he answered with an overly exaggerated flinch. The taller man got a little worried about him but, instead of giving him a full on interrogation, he decided it to be best to forget about it.
"It's nothing... I was just thinking happy thoughts" The carrot top claimed with a grin plastered across his face, from one side to the other.
"Oh, yeah? What about?"
The silence stretched across time itself, while Ichigo decided whether, or not, to be honest with his new boyfriend. He decided for being honest as he couldn't lie to someone who had only been nice to him the whole time and also, for the ultimate pleasure of seeing his reaction.
"You" Answering honestly, he made the older man's cheeks turn a pretty rosy colour, which he didn't really expect.
Coughing awkwardly, whilst trying to keep his normal, relaxed posture, Grimmjow tried to change the subject to the fact that they had reached the destination a while ago.
"So... If you still haven't realised yet, we had got here a while ago but, obviously, you weren't paying any attention, at all" Grimmjow informed the smaller man, while emphasising the last two words, so he knew he had got through to his new boyfriends head.
Ichigo looked up at what stood currently in front of him and looked shocked for a moment. Just one split second.
"A gay bar?! Are you kidding me?"
"You aren't man enough to hold your alcohol?" He asked, challenging, as a smirk began to form upon his face.
Ichigo's mouth twitched, in agitation, as he was very competitive.
"Actually, I can handle my alcohol very well and if you're challenging me then it's a deal"
They would walked into the bar with smug looks on their face, that said 'I never lose', then the door closed behind them.
I'm so sorry for how my writing turned into dog crap on the road that someone stood in and trampled it away. : '( It's just my inspiration was flushed down the toilet with the wipe that removed the dog crap from that person's shoe and... and... and I'm just sooo sorry. :'( Please forgive me and the dog crap... Please don't hunt us down with pitch forks and PLEASE don't send me to Heaven. :'( Lastly, I promise I will at least try to finish it soon, that is, unless you don't want me to... errm review?
P.S. I just thought I'd warn you that if you NEVER see any new stories or hear from me again, my computer has officially taken my life. It is currently out to get me. Firstly, it over-heated on my arm when I fell asleep, causing it to severely burn my arm and peel my skin off and now it just gave me a mini-heart attack when it fucked up and I thought I'd lost this finished version. Deadly serious here though, I felt tears threatening to fall. In conclusion, I'd just like to say goodbye to you all, my life has been good... :'(.