Ichigo loosens his tie and exhales deeply. He has to admit, Chad had gotten himself in quite a fix. He had been in the bank when the robbery occurred. He hadn't been a part of it but rather had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. The hooligans had broken in and had threatened everyone with a gun unless their bags were filled with cash. Chad, who couldn't stand them getting away with it, had tried to stop them and while they were struggling, they had accidently crashed into the fire alarm, causing the sprinklers to turn on and a firefighter truck to show up accompanied by police cars. They captured the original criminals but they also arrested Chad, thinking he was one of them. He would have spent at least four months in prison if his family hadn't reached Ichigo in time for the trial. Luckily, Ichigo knew all the tricks of the trade. He had Chad declared 'not guilty' in less than an hour and without even breaking a sweat. He isn't considered the best defense lawyer for nothing.

But right now, he doesn't want to be the 'best defense lawyer of Karakaura'. Right now, he wants to cuddle up to his boyfriend on the couch with his 'daughter' (the word makes him smile) and watch a movie. Maybe 'Beauty and the Beast' since any graphic movie might scar Nel. He's midway in thinking of preparing a bowl of popcorn when he pushes the door of penthouse open and stand there in shock. The place is an utter mess. CDs are strewn all across the floor. Sofa cushions look like they've been used for a pillow fight. Food cartons and stuffed animals are sticking out from odd corners. There's even a milk carton on its side in a puddle of its contents. Right in the middle of this entire mess is Grimmjow on the floor next to Nel, who is sleeping peacefully on a couch with their bed blanket draped over her small form.

Ichigo doesn't know whether to kick himself or the idiot snoring away on the carpet. The latter sounds very tempting though. He approaches Grimmjow slowly, careful to avoid the upset milk carton. Grimmjow is laying eagle spread on the floor with one arm under the glass coffee table and the other covering his eyes. He's snoring so loudly Ichigo is surprised he hasn't woken Nel up. He has to admit, Grimmjow is absolutely adorable, like a little kitty cat, sleeping like that. The thought of kicking him melts away so instead, he nudges him with his shoe.

'Grimm?' he says softly, nudging him a little harder. Grimmjow whines and curls onto his side, scrunching his eyes up. Ichigo sighs. Well, he options are limited down to only one. He aims a kick right in Grimmjow's ribs. Grimmjow cries out and sits upright, banging his head on the coffee table, causing another yelp to escape his lips. He rubs his head and looks up in frustration.

'What was that for?' he snarls. Ichigo gives him a small smile.

'Do I even need to say anything?' he states matter-of-factly and gestures to his surroundings. Grimmjow adjusts his eyes and glances around. His pupils shrink and his mouth drops open. He looks back sheepishly at Ichigo, who raises his eyebrow at him.

'I can explain,' he blurts out.

'Yes, I know you can,' Ichigo says exasperatedly. 'But right now, I'm not in the mood to hear how you created this mess. I just want to crawl into bed and-!'

'I created this mess?' Grimmjow says incredulously. 'It was her fault!' He points accusingly at Nel who yawns and starts sucking her thumb. Ichigo snorts.

'Oh sure. Blame the kid, Grimmjow,' he says with a roll of his eyes. 'I should have been prepared for you to start blaming our child but I didn't expect it to be so soon!'

'I'm not blaming her for something I did! She actually did create this mess after she ate chocolate-!'

'Chocolate?' Ichigo interrupts him and eyes him suspiciously now. 'And just who gave her chocolate?'

'Well, I did. But that's not the point! The thing is-!'

'Grimmjow, you're not supposed to give her chocolate! Don't you remember what Urahara said? 'Nel can't have chocolate because it has too much caffeine for her system to take'! Weren't you listening?'

'Oh. Yeah. Well. Ummmm…'

'Next time, I think I'll hire a babysitter,' Ichigo says coldly and makes to stalk off when Grimmjow grabs his pant leg and tugs on it like a small child.

'Ichigooo,' he whines and Ichigo's face softens a little.

'What, Grimmjow?' he says, trying to maintain the hardness in his tone. Then, without warning, Grimmjow pulls Ichigo down into his lap. Ichigo utters a cry and is about to get up again when Grimmjow wraps his arms around his waist and holds him there as he dips his face into Ichigo's hair to inhale his scent.

'I missed you,' he murmurs into his hair, the lush locks tickling his nose. Ichigo sighs and massages his forearms.

'It's alright, Grimm,' he whispers soothingly. 'Now let go of me. I'm really tired and I just want to go sleep for a bit.'

He twists his neck around to kiss Grimmjow on the cheek but Grimmjow turns to face him quickly to capture his lips in a deep kiss. Ichigo is stunned for a minute but Grimmjow's soft lips feel so good he;s soon lost in the kiss. Grimmjow turns him around completely with Ichigo wrapping his legs around Grimmjow's waist. Ichigo laces his fingers through Grimmjow's silky blue hair and draws himself closer to the muscled body of his lover. He gasps into the kiss when Grimmjow grabs his ass.

'Grimm…jow…'he moans as Grimmjow slowly lowers him onto the floor.

'Sssh,' Grimmjow coos and nibbles Ichigo's from his lips to his ear. 'It's been so long since we did it.'

'Has it really?'

'Trust me. I should know.'

'It's just that, I've been so busy, Grimm. With the cases popping up like popcorn and-!'

'Ssh!' Grimmjow puts a finger to Ichigo's lips and surveys him through hazy eyes. 'Don't talk unless it's moaning my name out, Strawberry.'

He slowly pushes Ichigo's coat off and Ichigo obliges willingly, drawing Grimmjow down to him in a long and needy kiss. Grimmjow nibbles on his lips eagerly and Ichigo parts his lips to allow him to slip his tongue into his mouth. The two tongues wrestle for domination but when both fail to do so they owners part to catch their breath, a trail of saliva connecting their mouths. Ichigo breaks the thread and drags Grimmjow down to grind his body against his. Grimmjow moans lustfully now, his head burrowing in his chest. He can feel the zip of his pants being undone and a pair of skillful fingers hooking into his boxers. He looks up to meet a pair of warm brown eyes that are just begging him to hurry up and fuck their owner. Grimmjow doesn't need to be told twice.

He hurriedly rips Ichigo's belt off, muttering about how difficult it is to get to the good part when Ichigo wears a belt. Ichigo laughs softly and begins to suckle on his neck, sending vibrations up to Grimmjow's mind, numbing it with pleasure. Grimmjow places a hand on Ichigo's pants, beginning to undo the buttons quickly.

'Itsygo, what are you doing?' Nel asks sleepily as she gets up to rub her eyes and looks at the two lovers on the floor through lidded eyes.

'Nel!' Ichigo shrieks and immediately sits up, catching Grimmjow by surprise and toppling him off Ichigo onto the floor hard. He bangs his head on the floor, cursing under his breath.

'Hi, baby,' Ichigo says sweetly and ruffles her head while smiling pleasantly. 'Daddy was just playing with your other daddy.'

'What were you playing?' Nel asks curiously and tilts her head to one side before clutching it, her eyes scrunched up in pain. 'Ow! Nel's head hurts!'

'It's called Sex on the Floor Before the Baby Wakes Up,' Grimmjow growls under his breath as he gets up and bangs his head against the coffee table again. 'Ow!'

'Oh my gosh! Are you alright, baby?' Ichigo cries out worriedly.

'Yeah! I'm okay! I just-!' Grimmjow starts when he notices that Ichigo isn't saying it to him but to Nel instead. He has her cradled in his arms and is inspecting her head for bumps.

'It's probably all the chocolate you had,' Ichigo assumes and glares at Grimmjow from the corner of his eyes.

'I forgot!' Grimmjow protests and raises his hands as if to defend himself from Ichigo's Evil Eye. Ichigo rolls his eyes and stands up, still supporting Nel.

'Come on,' he says cheerily to her. 'Let's give you something for that nasty little headache and then put you to sleep. How does that sound?'

'Can it be chocolate milk!' Nel asks excitedly.

'I think you've had enough chocolate for one day,' Ichigo says firmly and glances out the living room bird's eye view window. 'We don't want you up all night. It's getting dark now.'

'Okay, Itsygo,' Nel complies as she nuzzles her head into Ichigo's chest and grabs the fabric into her tiny fists as she yawns widely. Ichigo touches his forehead to her head and walks out of the room, leaving Grimmjow alone in disbelief.

'Oh! Grimmjow,' he calls out. 'Clean up otherwise you're sleeping on the couch tonight.'

Frustrated, Grimmjow grabs a pillow and thrusts it at the living room entrance. He then collapses back on the floor. It's not fair! That little demon is getting away with it and on top of that, she gets to cuddle up to his Ichigo! Not only that, she interrupted them in the middle of their love-making, something they haven't done in so long! He grits teeth. Well no more mister nice guy. From now on, it's war. Starting now. After he cleans up the penthouse. He sighs and raises himself off the ground only to bang his head against the coffee table once again. He cries out in pain and anger. Stupid coffee table!