Chapter Fourteen
Grimmjow woke to the delightfully ticklish feel of soft lips brushing against his neck. Not wanting to move and disturb this wonderful feeling he lay there and let a small grin tug at his lips. The body next to his shifted and he could have sworn he felt a velvet tongue glide across his skin. He was laying on his back with one arm wrapped around Ichigo, Ichigo pressed against his side with one arm slung across Grimmjow's chest. The arm moved until the fingers could easily tangle in the hair on the back of Grimmjow's neck, curling and tugging gently. Ichigo kissed his neck again, an open mouthed kiss with the tongue wetting the skin. Grimmjow didn't care if he was awake or not but he certainly wasn't going to interrupt Ichigo's affections.
The leg that was cocked over Grimmjow's moved, sliding up his thigh and then back down even as the mouth on his neck became more active, teeth now nipping at his skin. Grimmjow's hand twitched on Ichigo's shoulder and he hummed into Grimmjow's neck.
"You smul good." He mumbled almost incoherently.
Grimmjow couldn't help but chuckle quietly at that as Ichigo inhaled deeply and sighed out his breath. With another kiss to Grimmjow's neck Ichigo shifted his body even closer to his and nuzzled his shoulder.
"M'ead fuls funny."
"Go back to sleep."
Grimmjow shifted, figuring he would leave Ichigo to the hangover that he was sure to have, but Ichigo whined and held tight to him.
"Dun leave."
"Baka. Shut up and go back to sleep." Grimmjow muttered, leaning over to kiss the side of Ichigo's head.
It looked to be rather late in the morning and he had things he needed to do that day. He finally managed to untangle himself from Ichigo's clinging grasp and looked down and him. He was sound asleep once more, flat on his stomach, head cocked to the side and mouth wide open. Grimmjow grinned and pulled the covers over him before heading to the shower, glad that he wasn't showing any effects from the night before. If Ichigo was still tipsy after as much sleep as they had gotten he was going to have one hell of a hangover when he finally did wake up. Chuckling to himself he turned on the shower and got ready for the day.
Ichigo tried to roll over and groaned, clutching his head and pulling the pillow over his face. His eyes were pulsing and his head was spinning around on his shoulders, he was sure of it. Letting everything settle he took a deep breath and tried to swallow the taste in his mouth. When something thudded on the bed he peaked out at it and frowned.
"Drink that stupid. It'll make you feel better." Grimmjow said in an annoyed voice.
Ichigo groaned again and reached for it, pulling it close and glaring at it. "What the hell?"
"Just drink it." It was already three in the afternoon and he had been out all morning without any luck, though he had found out that the person he was seeking was still, or back in, town.
Ichigo sighed and sat up, thankful that his stomach didn't want to immediately evacuate his body and that his head stayed in its proper place. After pulling the cap off the tiny green glass bottle and chugging it he realized what it was. Letting the "hangover cure" work it's magic he capped it again and tossed it on the bed in front of him.
"Thanks."
Grimmjow snorted and walked away from the bed, sitting on the couch and sighing. He really wished he could have slept until three in the afternoon, cuddling up against that warm firm body, but he had things to do.
"Time is it?" Ichigo asked with a yawn.
"Late. Get up; we can go get some food."
Ichigo curled his lip at the idea but got up anyway, the tonic already starting to take effect. "Uhg, food."
"You need it."
Pushing himself out of bed Ichigo stumbled to the bathroom not realizing that he was butt naked. Grimmjow grinned despite himself as he watched him disappear behind the door. As soon as he heard the water for the shower start he let his head fall back and closed his eyes. His entire morning was like a trip back in time for him and he wasn't sure if he liked it. Talking with people he had known as a kid wasn't exactly his idea of a fun start to the day. Most of them looked worn out, run down, some of them were dead. But he couldn't think about that. That was his past and it was unimportant. What was important was finding who he was looking for and hoping that he could do the job that no one else seemed capable of.
His head snapped up with a start when Ichigo stumbled out of the bathroom some time later, rapping his elbow on the doorframe and cursing at it as if it was all its fault.
"Got anything you want to do today?" Grimmjow asked wondering why he was even doing so. He could be out searching right now.
"Actually I wanted to check out the aquarium, but…." Ichigo stopped, scratching the back of his head and frowning. "I won't make you go if you don't want to."
Grimmjow snorted. "Aw, how sweet of you." He replied in a sarcastic tone. "Do you wanna go or not?"
"Yes." Ichigo mumbled, turning around to slip his belt through the loops in the back of his pants.
"Fine. We'll get food and go to the aquarium."
"Are… are you mad at me? Did I do something bad last night?" Ichigo was almost reluctant to find out, though he thought he remembered everything that had happened.
Grimmjow sighed. "God you sound like a girl. No, I'm not mad at you. Are you ready to go yet?"
Still frowning, Ichigo nodded and reached for his sweater. Grimmjow stood and walked to the door, reaching for the handle and pulling it open when it was suddenly closed with a snap. A bit surprised, Grimmjow looked up and saw Ichigo's hand pressed flat to the wood, his head down and a deep blush on his face. Grimmjow furrowed his brow.
"What the…."
He wasn't able to finish his sentence as Ichigo's lips pressed against his lightly in a sweet, almost innocent kiss. He pulled back a little and looked up from Grimmjow's mouth to his eyes, lips trembling at the intensity shining back at him. He closed his eyes and leaned forward once again kissing Grimmjow, his free hand sliding slowly up his chest. Grimmjow let out a sound of contentment and reached up, curling one hand around the back of Ichigo's neck, titling his head back and adding his tongue to the kiss. Ichigo's peaked out from behind his lips and flicked at Grimmjow's before sliding over it and into his mouth. Grimmjow groaned and grabbed Ichigo's hips, pulling him closer. It was at that moment that Ichigo's stomach let out a rather loud protest of hunger and Grimmjow grinned, chuckling quietly. Ichigo blushed and pulled away.
"Food?"
Not trusting his voice, Ichigo nodded and opened the door, stepping outside first and waiting for Grimmjow to lock up.
"So what was that all about?" Grimmjow asked on the ride down the elevator.
Ichigo still hadn't recovered from his earlier flush but it was back in full at that question.
"It… you looked all pissed off." His voice dropped so low Grimmjow barely heard it. "I wanted to make you smile."
Grimmjow crooked a finger under Ichigo's chin and lifted his face, pressing his lips quickly to his. Ichigo's eyes widened and his face paled slightly before his blush intensified. Grimmjow grinned.
"Sorry, just wanted to see ya look like a strawberry again."
The doors opened to the lobby and Grimmjow stepped out, looking over his shoulder at the stunned speechless young man.
"I thought you were hungry."
Shaking his head Ichigo trotted out of the elevator and followed Grimmjow out of the hotel.
As Ichigo looked up with wide eyes into the large tank at the center of the Osaka Aquarium at the whale shark gliding effortlessly in the water, Grimmjow looked away with a frown. He couldn't get that kiss out of his head and it was bugging the hell out of him. Every time he tried to think of what he needed to do while out his mind would wander to that kiss; those moist lips pressing tentatively to his, that warm hand on his chest. After everything they had done with one another to have Ichigo kiss him like that… in a word: frustrating. Grimmjow could feel himself get more and more attached to the young man and as much as he wanted to indulge himself a big part of him was backing up. Did he really need the complications this kid brought him? Did he really need the pain in his ass? Did he really need the warmth he felt creeping into his chest just at the sight of him?
He shook his head and looked at his watch. The aquarium would be closing soon. He walked up beside Ichigo and looked up at the huge shark.
"I knew these things were big, but wow." Ichigo muttered, in awe of the creature.
Grimmjow smirked. "Let's go. There's a few places I want to go tonight."
If Ichigo had known that he would be effectively bar hopping with Grimmjow that night he wouldn't have drank so much the night before. As it was he was rather reluctant to drink at all, sticking instead to soda and water. At the fifth bar they entered, a seedy looking joint filled with shoddy characters, they sat at the bar and ordered their drinks. With a sigh Ichigo gave Grimmjow a side long glance that went unnoticed. He was too busy getting the feel of the place. This was certainly the kind the man he was looking for would be found in and he hoped he wouldn't have to wait long to get some answers. Ichigo squirmed and asked the man behind the counter where the bathroom was. With all the drinking they had been doing he'd had to go more times that night than he had all week. As soon as he was gone Grimmjow started asking questions.
An hour later Ichigo was bored enough to say something about it. Grimmjow sighed and tossed back his drink, checking his watch again. It was getting late, perhaps they should check another bar, he thought. Just as he was about to stand a long thin arm draped over his shoulder and a hooded head dipped low near his ear.
"Well, well, well. If it ain't the Big Blue Kitty." A highly amused voice teased.
Grimmjow shrugged off the arm and turned halfway around to look at the man. He was tall and thin, almost disturbingly so, wearing a baggy pair of blue jeans and a white hooded sweatshirt. Grimmjow sneered at him.
"Didn't I say the next person that called me that would end up without a dick?" He growled.
"Like I give a fuck. You get close to my dick and I'll fuckin' kill ya. Grimmjow." A smile spread across the man's face when he noticed Ichigo staring at him. "Ha, you and yer fuckin' bleached boys." The man tipped his head back and for the first time Ichigo saw a white bandana covering his left eye.
"It's natural, asshole." Ichigo shot back.
The man lifted a hand and pushed back his hood with his thumb. "Yer little bitch has a big fuckin' mouth, Grimmjow."
"Shut the fuck up, Nnoitra."
"Tch."
Nnoitra slumped onto the bar stool next to Grimmjow and smiled once more. "You've been lookin' for me. Word out there is some stupid blue haired dude is askin' too many fuckin' questions so I just had to check it out for myself. Lo and be-fuckin'-hold the Kitty is in town."
"Why are you calling him the Kitty?" Ichigo asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.
"Long story, don't ask." Grimmjow muttered, irritated that Nnoitra wouldn't drop the old nickname.
Nnoitra laughed. "How long you two been together? Never mind, I don't care. Grimmjow wouldn't ever tell this story."
"Shut the fuck up!"
"Fuck you. I know ya want somethin' from me, else wise why would ya be out here. You want me to listen to what ya have to say then let me tell yer bitch a little story."
"Quit calling me a bitch." Ichigo frowned, the heat in his voice marred only by his embarrassment at being referred to as such.
"When we were kids Grimmjow here adopted all the neighborhood strays. I mean all the fuckin' strays. Used to get teased for it too. Such a fuckin' chick habit. The other kids in the neighborhood gave him the nickname Big Blue Kitty Boy."
"And I beat the shit outta everyone of them too."
Nnoitra laughed at that but didn't deny it. There was a bit more to the story, how the intensity of the teasing had gotten way out of hand and how Grimmjow had put one kid in the hospital for four months in a coma after one of said beatings. It had been the deciding factor for his parents kicking him out of the house. No son of theirs would ever be that violent over some simple teasing. He had been ten years old.
Ichigo frowned at the story teller, thinking to himself that it was a rather lame story to get so upset over but knowing that it was a good idea to keep that thought to himself. Nnoitra turned his huge grin to Grimmjow as he leaned against the bar.
"So what the fuck do ya want?"
Grimmjow sighed and signaled the bartender. "Not here. Have a drink and chill for a bit."
"Can't pass up free booze." Nnoitra laughed.
Ichigo had no idea why they were talking to this guy but he turned out to be rather entertaining, telling story after story about his more lively adventures. Ichigo had been talked into gulping down a few shots with both Nnoitra and Grimmjow, feeling his cheeks heat as the alcohol circulated in his system. He had never realized before just how funny Grimmjow could be, a sarcastic humor true, but still funny. Nnoitra on the other hand had a very crude sense of humor, so crude that Ichigo was blushing often and providing the two older men with as many laughs as the stories had.
Nnoitra was in the middle of a crude joke about a blonde tourist from Germany, when a small group of men approached the table they had moved to. Grimmjow looked up and rolled his eyes, sensing that they were up to no good. The man in front crossed his arms over his chest and smirked.
"So, we found ya, Nnoitra."
"Ah fuck." Nnoitra stopped mid sentence and turned to the men. "You ruined the goddamn punch line asshole!"
"We want a word with you." The man said.
Nnoitra laughed. "Tch, so what."
The man standing next to the one that had spoken spared Grimmjow a glance and whispered something in his friend's ear. Switching his attention to Grimmjow the man smiled.
"Well, well. If it ain't a two for one. Looks like the Big Blue Ki….."
Grimmjow's hands fisted and struck the table so hard that their glasses tipped over. Before he was standing completely his fist was already planted in the man's face. Nnoitra laughed manically.
"Ha! Yes!" He screamed before launching himself over the table and reaching into his back pocket.
Ichigo blinked at the scene before him, thinking simultaneously that Nnoitra was rather graceful for his size and hoping that he wasn't reaching for a gun, sighing with relief when he saw only a pair of brass knuckles. He switched his gaze to find Grimmjow laying into another man. If he had thought Nnoitra graceful it was nothing compared to Grimmjow's fighting style. It was like watching it in slow motion, the swing of his arm, a well place knee to the face. It wasn't until his head snapped back from a side blow that Ichigo stood. He didn't care one way or another about Nnoitra, but if Grimmjow was fighting he was going to help. Just as Grimmjow turned to retaliate against the man who had gotten in the cheap shot he saw a flash of orange and the man was suddenly on the ground. Ichigo turned to him and scowled.
"Don't just fuckin' stand there!" He elbowed another man in the face and readied to swing at yet another. "Move."
After that point it was all action; swinging limbs connecting with solid bodies, men grunting and crying out in pain. Nnoitra was yelling out curses and Grimmjow was growling with every hit, taken and given. Ichigo was about to lay into another man when he heard the piercing sirens.
"Fuck. Grimmjow! Police!"
Grimmjow's ears perked and he turned his head allowing the man he was in the middle of fighting to get in a shot. It barely missed his temple and skimmed off his forehead. Grimmjow cursed and knocked the man out grabbing Nnoitra by the back of his sweatshirt and dragging him behind him.
"The fuck?"
"Police, idiot."
Once outside people were running hither and thither, confusing the police that were already on scene. Ichigo smacked Grimmjow's shoulder and nodded his head in the direction away from the confusion and the three of them ran. Six blocks down they ducked in an alley, Nnoitra laughing like a maniac.
"Every fuckin' time! Every goddamn fuckin' time! God that was fuckin' great."
"Stupid idiot." Grimmjow panted, leaning against the wall of a building and lifting the back of his hand to his lip. When he pulled it away there was blood staining his skin. "Fuck."
No one was paying Ichigo any attention so both Grimmjow and Nnoitra were startled when they heard a giggle. Their heads snapped in his direction and he stopped.
"I haven't done that since high school." He said, a huge smile on his face. He had almost forgotten what it was like to fight like that.
Grimmjow shook his head when he noticed the cut above Ichigo's eye. "You should have stayed out of it." He muttered, not liking that it had slipped out of his mouth.
Ichigo snorted. "And let you two have all the fun? Hell no."
They moved as if one, each of them grabbing the front of the others shirt and pulling their bodies close, their lips smashing together. Tongues tangled and danced and hands fisted in cloth. Ichigo groaned when he tasted the blood from Grimmjow's split lip and Grimmjow nearly threw him on the ground to have his way with him. With their bodies pressed close they forgot all about the other person in the alley with them until Nnoitra grabbed them both by the back of their jackets and pulled them apart.
"As fuckin' touching as that was, shouldn't we get a bit further away from here?" He asked, hearing more sirens and seeing the flashing lights. "I ain't going back to jail."
Grimmjow cleared his throat and let go of Ichigo. "Right."
"Ow, fuck. Quit pushing on it, it hurts." Ichigo complained as Grimmjow attempted to stop the bleeding over his eye.
"Shut up and take it like a man." Grimmjow shot back, noticing Ichigo holding back a yawn for the third time.
Once he finished he looked into Ichigo's eyes and fought the urge to touch him. There was a strange mixture of emotions brewing in him and he wasn't sure how to deal with them. Ichigo finally lost his battle with yawn suppression and Grimmjow grinned at him.
"Go to bed. I have some things to talk to Nnoitra about then I'll be in."
"Whatever. Take yer time." Ichigo stood and left the room, too tired to say anything else.
Once he was gone Grimmjow pulled out a cigarette and lit it, walking to the window and propping it open. Nnoitra walked out of the bathroom and nodded toward his hand.
"Gimmie one."
Grimmjow rolled his eyes and tossed him the pack.
"So yer bitch go to bed?"
"Quit calling him that. And yes, so keep yer fuckin' voice down."
"Tch, whatever. 'S long as you two keep it down tonight it's cool." Nnoitra slipped a cigarette between his teeth and lit it, taking a deep pull off it before smiling and letting out the smoke in a huge puff.
"Shut up." Grimmjow muttered. Ichigo would probably not let him touch him that night because of Nnoitra, having been so recently overheard as it was.
"So, whaddya need me for?"
"I'm being targeted and for some reason the idiots I have working under me can't find the asshole."
"So that's it? Why dontcha just find him yerself?"
Grimmjow sighed. This was the part he hadn't wanted to tell his old friend.
"The guy might be after Ichigo to get at me. I want him found fast and you can do that better than anyone I know."
"Aw, ain't that just too fuckin' sweet?" Pulling another cigarette from the pack Nnoitra lit the end of it with the cherry from the butt of his first one. "How much?"
"Depends on how good of a job you do." Grimmjow shot back.
"Tch. Fine. I get to stay at yer place?"
"Yeah. But you do yer job. No fuckin' slackin' off this time."
"Yeah, yeah. I got it. Find the guy who wants to hurt yer little bitch before he gets atcha. No prob."
Grabbing a bag of chips they had picked up on their way back to the hotel Nnoitra plopped himself on the couch and pulled his long black hair back into a pony tail, putting his bandana back in place over his left eye. Ignoring Grimmjow he pulled a pair of headphones and an iPod out of his pants pocket and readied himself for bed. Grimmjow sighed and left the room, suddenly very tired. Ichigo was lying in the middle of the bed clad only in his underwear and sound asleep. Grimmjow pulled off his clothes and crawled into bed, thinking that he would finally get some of that sleep he had wanted earlier in the day. As soon as he was comfortable, his eyes closed and his breath beginning to even out, he was suddenly pressed into the mattress. His eyes popped open and looked up into a large pair of chocolate ones.
"What the…?"
Ichigo frowned and closed his eyes. "I can't believe I'm saying this but," He opened his eyes once more and looked directly at Grimmjow. "You were so fuckin' hot tonight."
"What?" Grimmjow asked incredulously.
Instead of answering Ichigo lowered his head and kissed his neck, licking his way up to his ear.
"Fuck me. Please."
Grimmjow's breath caught in his throat. "Ah, shit. Nnoitra is right out side the door." It wasn't that he was complaining, he could have cared less if Nnoitra was in the room with them and they both knew that, he just wanted to make sure this was really what Ichigo wanted.
"I don't care. I want you so bad right now. I could barely hold back earlier." He whispered in Grimmjow's ear and he could hardly believe what he was hearing.
Groaning, he rolled them over until he was on top, titling his head down to capture those moist lips once again. Ichigo grinned briefly in triumph before kissing him back, his hands going straight for Grimmjow's cock. As Grimmjow began to explore him, his lips, teeth and tongue touching every bit of exposed flesh he could reach, Ichigo brought him to his full arousal. As soon as he knew he had done a good job he moved his hands and ground his hips upward, burying his hands in blue hair. When Grimmjow gingerly took a pebble hard nipple into his mouth Ichigo arched his back and hissed.
"Don't fuckin' tease me."
Grimmjow chuckled. "Oh really? So I can just shove it in right now, no prep time?"
Ichigo grabbed Grimmjow's face and pulled him into a deep lip lock. "Just fuck me."
Grinning he reached for the lube, thankfully within arms reach, and slicked up in fingers. Luckily his thoughts at the time weren't registering correctly or he would have paused in his ministrations so he was spared remembering that his reasoning behind stretching the young man was that he didn't want him hurt any more than he already had been that night. As it was he still started out with two heavily coated fingers and almost came and the sight of Ichigo's face once they were all the way in. His head was tossed back, his body arched and taut, his lips caught between his teeth. Grimmjow's fingers brushed briefly over Ichigo's prostate and he groaned when Ichigo bucked and cried out.
"Damn it." Grimmjow muttered, taking his fingers away and pulling his boxers off.
Before he could settle at Ichigo's entrance he was spun around, Ichigo straddling him and lowering over his erection. Even the slight grimace of pain the crossed Ichigo's face was a turn on and Grimmjow found his hips snapping up so that he was buried deep in Ichigo. Ichigo threw back his head and moaned, rocking his hips a few times before rising and falling in slow motion. Watching himself disappear in Ichigo's ass only to reappear again was intoxicating but Grimmjow soon found himself wanting more.
"I thought you wanted me to fuck you."
Ichigo smirked and licked his lips. "Got it in you, old man?"
In an instant his face was pressed into the pillows and Grimmjow was behind him, entering in one powerful thrust. Ichigo cried out, whether in pain or pleasure neither of them knew, and pressed back against the invader. Grimmjow never slowed his pace, starting out brutal and staying that way, enjoying the sharp sound of slapping skin and the loud moans and whines coming from the young man on his knees beneath him. He was quickly nearing his peak, much sooner than he would have liked, and was drawn over the edge when Ichigo looked back over his shoulder, his eyes half mast, his face flushed and his lips still caught between his teeth. Grimmjow's head snapped back and he growled, unleashing his release deep inside Ichigo.
He pulled out and flipped Ichigo over, seeing that he was still quite hard and without a second thought took him in his mouth in one long hard suck. It wasn't long before Ichigo's head was tossing side to side and he was babbling incoherently. Suddenly a pair of strong hands fisted in his hair as Ichigo arched into him, cumming hard and shouting out a deep, "Fuck!" as he did so.
Returning to Ichigo's lips Grimmjow kissed him, Ichigo eagerly sharing his seed with him.
"Yer bleeding again." Ichigo mumbled as he cuddled into Grimmjow's side.
Grimmjow grunted and licked his lips, tasting Ichigo along with his own blood. "Oh well."
Ichigo giggled sleepily and closed his eyes. Grimmjow took a deep breath and kissed the bandaged wound above Ichigo's eye before closing his own eyes and falling instantly into the sleep he had been craving all day.
A/N Yay, another chapter! And some action for ya too! :D I really hope you liked this one, build up to the plot and all that. I can't wait to write more. Anywho, news first: If it's not snowing near me this weekend I'm taking off for a week to visit family. How does this effect you? I'll be staying with my grandmother who is afraid of technology, so no posting AT ALL. I will write though so I have somethig to post when I get back. But like I said, that's only if it doesn't snow, ;p So yes, I REALLY hope you liked this chapter because I had fun writing it all. Enjoy and let me know whatcha think :p ~Penny~