Back with another chapter! YAYYYY! Im so sorry for the goddamn late update! T^T Due to exams and I failed Maths and Chemistry exams! T^T Ohwell, wateva...

Ina: Im gonna tell Mom abt this!

Me: *rolls eyeballs* Karma is a bitch, gurl.

Ina: Yeah right... (sarcastic)

Chapter 7: Cant Let Him Go, Illusions, Mental Issues

"You alright Renji?"

Renji fluttered his eyes opened. He let out a curse as he let his eyes adjust to the lighting. A wide smile adorned on his face. His fingers were dusting across Grimmjow's cheek. He looked up, staring at the blue eyes which seemed to shift from blue to auburn to blue once more. Grimmjow-sensei's features seemed to alter as the redhead's mind swirled in utter confusion. His sight betrayed him. He let his needs enveloped him, shutting the reality down, not bothering to even acknowledge it anymore. And right now was someone whose smile was so warming, welcoming and loving, the delightful and blinding colour of orange, the soft and warm-looking auburn eyes that also held worry. His unoccupied hand shot up to caress the other cheek. Tears began to brim as a super tiny part of him whispered oh-so deviously in his mind, "Your Ichi is not here anymore". Of course, he pushed it away. He pushed himself up so that he could sit, his legs folded beneath him. He pulled so-called Ichigo into a tight embrace, not wanting to let go. Questions such as 'Why did he smell different?' or 'Why was he so broad?' popped out, making him to feel uneasy. He was starting to emit out soft pants as the fear grew on him. "Ichi-nii?" he whispered whilst tightened the embrace.

The redhead could hear a shock-filled gasp and that shattered his already broken heart. Did Ichi-nii hate me now? Was he going to push me aside again? Would he ever love me again? What did I do wrong now? Did he find out that I was the one who rip his boxer into shreds? Or worse... did he find another lover? Did he find someone else? He did not need me anymore... And that's why... that's why... he's different. "Ichi-nii, do you hate me now?" he lowered his voice. He clutched onto the shirt tighter as he fought his very best not to sound desperate. He waited for a response or anything that would indicate his question and the frustration, irritation of not being answered and the fear of the outcome made his delicate and fragile heart to slowly crumble, worsening its state. He blinked his eyes, pushing back the hot tears that were burning his eyeballs. He chewed his lower lip. He kept on darting from left to right when the atmosphere in the air grew tenser and tenser. The silence seemed to be mocking him, laughing at him. He squeezed his eyes shut and his lips tightened to block out those horrible comments being hurled at him.

"Renji."

Ichi-nii sounded so different. What should I do now? The redhead looked up, trembling horridly. He dared not to meet the other's eyes. He dared not to face the 'reality'. He did not want to what emotions those eyes held. He wanted, oh-so desperately, the situation to change in which he could be himself again. He retracted his arms from the body and hugged himself instead. He lowered his head ever so slightly. Eyes darted down. Lips were trembling so badly and vividly. His mind was in a chaos. He felt so weak and drained out. He felt as if his life span was being cut so much due to the heavy and awkward tension. "Yes, Ichi-nii?" he let out a shaky answer and hugged himself tighter. Please, please, please, please say that you love me. Please say that you love me. Please do not leave me, Ichi-nii. I need you so much, Ichi-nii. Don't go away, Ichigo!

"Renji, I think you need to rest."

Renji flinched at the roughness of the voice. His Ichi-nii was different. He inhaled deeply and looked up, still trembling horribly. He saw that frown adorned on the other's face and he could not help but felt uncomfortable by it. Ichi-nii's frown seemed... to be out of place... different. "Ichi-nii, I love you."

"I..."

He's hesitating... He's hesitating... HE'S HESITATING! Renji's chest began to hurt as his heart seemed to want to be freed from its confine. He doesn't love me anymore... I'm no longer a use for him... NO! Ichi-nii still love me! He has some problems that he's facing and that he don't want me to be involved in it... Yeah... that's the case. Ichi-nii is just stress. He forced his quivering lips to curl up into a smile as he leaned forward. He placed his quaking hands on so-called Ichigo's shoulders and pushed himself up. "Ichi-nii, I know that you are stress but you shouldn't push me away. It hurts, Ichi-nii when you do that. I felt like dying when you do that, ya know." He rubbed his head against the other's cheek, purring away in utter delight. He planted light kisses on the cheeks before firmly lip-locking with the other. He furrowed his eyebrows in disappointment and sadness when the other pulled away from the kiss.

"Renji, stop! Stop this at once! I'm not Ichigo! I'm Grimmjow-sensei!"

Renji shot back a bitter laugh, "USODA! URUSAI! YOU'RE ICHI-NII! YOU'RE ICHI-NII! GRIMMJOW-SENSEI JA NAI NO, ICHIGO DAH!" He snapped. His blood was boiling right now at what his beloved brother had said. He could not believe that he just lied to him! He's not blind! He hugged the other so tightly, brushing his lips against the tensed temple. "Gomen, Ichi-nii. Please, please, please, please, please forgive me. Don't hate me. Don't hate me. Don't hate me. Don't hate me. DON'T HATE ME, ICHI-NII!" he had broken down into tears. "Please..." he was begging. Hot tears had cascaded down, leaving trails down his cheek. He kissed Ichigo hard, pushing and forcing his tongue into the other. He tugged on Ichigo's hair, making the other grunt in pain. He plunged his tongue into the hot cavern at the opportunity. He sucked on the tongue whilst fighting off the struggles made by Ichigo.

He pulled away for the need of air. He smiled weakly and resumed on kissing. He smirked when he felt the other gave up struggling. He caressed everywhere his hands could get hold of. He slid down, making a path with his tongue, all the way to the belly-button. He would dip his tongue into the belly-button, enclosed it with his lips and sucked hard. A moan could be heard and it was sent straight to his groin. He retracted his mouth from the hot body. "Ichi-nii, you're so cute... Am... Am I not that cute anymore? Am I not that beautiful anymore?" he whispered when he placed his chin on the shoulder. His fingers were busy tweaking and pinching the pink nubs. His ears perked up at the wonderful moans Ichigo was letting out.

"Ahhh... You're... Ngghh! beautiful..."

Renji stopped.

"You're... such a beautiful creature... Too beautiful, even more prettier than the gorgeous woman or man alive."

At this statement, he could feel a thumb brushing against his cheek. He could see the faint smile which he had grown so fond of on his brother's face.

"You're kawaii as well. So damn cute. Too cute, like an infant. I love how the way you look. So gorgeous. I'm so glad that you're mine."

Renji was blushing so madly at the compliments. Ichi-nii never compliments me that way... He usually tells me that I'm pretty... But today... he makes me feel as if I'm so precious to him... like a gem or his favourite teddy bear... Whilst thinking, he could feel his hair being stroked and there were light tugs on the hair as well.

"Your hair is so mesmerizing... It's so red, like fire. And it suits you so perfectly. It's so silky and soft like a woman's. You smell so good. It's so intoxicating! I can't get enough of your scent. You smell so wonderful, so delicious."

Renji Junior was weeping already at the words.

"You're a disease but then, how come you're my cure? Of all people, I have fallen in love with such a smexy angel that had fallen from Heaven. Oh my sweet little angle, words could not express how much I love you right now. You're my only kawaii princess," he whispered.

Renji gripped on Ichigo tighter as a cry was ripped out from his throat when he came hard in his pants. His hips bucked up at the intense orgasm he had just experienced. He buried his face on the shoulder. He evened out his breathing. His face was of a shade of red, a darker colour of his hair. Tears were spilling down from the heavenly pleasure. Still panting, he kissed Ichigo on the lips before darkness engulfed him. His lips were still locked onto Ichigo's...

-Nyaha-

Grimmjow smiled as well. He held onto Renji as he carefully pulled away from the kiss. He carried the sleeping princess in bridal style and made his way up to a room. He gently lay the sleeping beauty on the bed, pulled the covers and planted a firm kiss on the forehead. Just as he was about to step out from the bedroom, he let out, "I love you, Renji." before shutting the door behind him. He leaned against it, eyes closed. A lone tear had fallen at the thought of sweet yet bitter event just now.

Sweet since he was able to have some actions with Renji.

Bitter since those words, those confessions made from Renji weren't meant for him but for Ichigo.

He slid down the door. He buried his face in his hands as he started to ponder on how to move on. It was hard for him to simply pretend to be Ichigo. He felt guilty for taking advantage on him. He knew that the redhead was not in his right mind. How could something so dangerous could lead to such an unexpected situation? Life sure was full of surprises. He looked up, his head resting against the hard wood of the door. He remembered walking down to the Kurosaki household to take care of Ichigo. He even had brought his bags filled with clothes and some other stuff since he intended to live with the redhead since he reasoned himself that he was lazy to walk back and forth to his place to the redhead's and it was simpler for him to eye on the broken redhead. When he reached there, he found Aizen pounding on the door loudly and calling Renji in that sick voice of his. He could even hear Renji's screams. So, he decided to come forward and simply shoo-ed Aizen away who 'gladly' backed off. He knocked on the door, explaining himself and the door opened to reveal Ulqiourra and a pale-looking Renji. He shoo-ed Ulqiourra away even though the jet-black-haired student insisted that he stayed in case of emergency. Ulqiourra reluctantly left, leaving him and Renji alone. And ta-da, Renji woke up, mistaking him for Renji and blahblahblah.

He groaned as Grimmjow Junior begged for attention. He let out a frustrated sigh. He stood up and opened the door. He smiled at the content and peaceful-looking beloved of his. He loosened his belt and tossed it to the ground. He unzipped his pants and pushed the jeans and boxer down and pooled around his ankles. He hopped out from them and eagerly ran towards Renji. He crawled on top of the sleeping redhead. He began to flutter kisses here and there. He stared intently at Renji as he stroked himself. He took Renji's hand and wrapped the hand around his member. He moaned as he set the pace. It felt better and expectedly he came into Renji's hand. He flopped onto Renji and regained back his calm breathing. He did not bother to wipe off the cum. He stripped everything, leaving his naked. He ducked under the covers and snuggled to Renji with a content smile.

Just like this, it's enough for me...

AHHAHAHHAHHA! Ch7 done! *wipes sweat* That's a lot of hardwork!

Ina: Geez, Renji...

Me: Oh shut it...

Ina: What? I didn't say anything!

Me: *rolls eyeballs* uh huh