New Chapter! :D Also Happy 6/15 Day! It's a day for the awesomeness that is Grimmichi! Also there's some difference of languages in this chapter so I have separated them as such.

("English Speaking")

"Normal/Japanese Speaking"

Chapter 14

Grimmjow groaned, slowly blinking his sapphire eyes open. He gazed out in front of him, seeing the clear blue San Francisco sky. He lay there, enjoying the sweet quiet time that had been so hard to catch lately. The last three months had been hard, what with all the parties, get-togethers, musician lunches, practices, concerts and interviews with local magazines. Finally all of that was finished. It was finally time for his long awaited one month vacation and it was finally time for him to go back home.

He smirked to himself, stretching his legs under the white cotton sheets and striped comforter. Even if it didn't show on his face, he was far more excited than anyone could even imagine. The thought of dealing with San Francisco traffic did nothing to put a damper on his smile. The thought of getting on a plane for twelve hours did nothing to damage his excitement. He was happy. He was so happy to finally be able to see Ichigo. He sighed and leaned back against his pillow, throwing his arm over his eyes. He groaned at the sudden feel of being out of character. The thought of seeing, being around or even holding Ichigo made something in him explode. He knew when he got there he would kidnap the boy from everyone, or at least try.

He had so many things planned for him and Ichigo when he got back. He didn't know what was coming over him, but he wanted his time with Ichigo to be special. A month wasn't much time and he needed to cherish it for as long as he could. He hated the fact that it was only going to be thirty days, but he knew he had to get back to his musician life. He knew he would have to leave Ichigo behind again and he and Ichigo both understood that. So they would have to enjoy the time they would have together.

He groaned at the thought of having to pack. He was leaving later on that afternoon and he hadn't done any packing. It was still quite early in the morning so he really wasn't worried, but he knew if he didn't start he would miss something valuable. He sighed and slowly threw the covers off of him. Sliding his legs out of the bed, he stood onto the soft plush carpet of his bedroom. He wiggled his toes, enjoying how the shag carpet slid across them. He had never had such soft carpet, even in his old apartment. The basic, ugly burgundy matting that had been on the floor wasn't as soft as the heather gray, uneven wooly carpet he had now. It reminded him how much his life had been changing.

Padding out of the room, he headed straight into the kitchen. He tried to ignore the baskets of presents from all sort of people sitting on his kitchen counter. Hana knew how much he hated them, but he guessed he couldn't really be mad at the little guy. He was mad that people who thought he needed those kinds of gifts. He just saw them as bribes and brown nosing packages. And the ones from women? Those were just annoying. He didn't need people to buy him anything and if they wanted to congratulate him, words were more than enough.

He reached his arm up and opened one of his cabinets, pulling out the container of coffee that Yuzu had sent him. The girl had been sending him all sorts of things, hoping that he would stay healthy with them. There had been everything from food and recipes to soap and even little knick knacks. The girl was becoming his little mother. He chuckled as he started to work the coffee maker. Yuzu was an amazing young woman and he knew she would make some lucky guy proud.

After he was finished, he let the coffee pot do its job while he did his own. He headed for his master bathroom and took care of his morning hygienic necessities. It was going to be a long day and he wanted to make sure he was smelling good and looking fine.


Ichigo was trying his hardest not to bounce off of the walls as he sat in the kitchen. The air around him radiated so much happiness that Renji thought he was going to pass out from it. Yuzu was smiling as well, which meant that the happiness was contagious and he should probably run away before he became just like them.

"You two are making my teeth rot." Ichigo scowled at Renji's voice, but nothing could make him angry that day. Grimmjow was coming home and he was far too excited.

"You're just jealous. Anyway, don't be like that. I thought you and Grimmjow were on good terms."

"We were never, and I mean NEVER on good terms. Just because I stopped giving him a hard time doesn't mean that I like him or enjoy his company. I still hate his guts."

"Renji, why are you so hung up on Grimmjow? He hasn't done anything wrong to you, other then kick your ass and that was mostly your fault." Renji's tattooed brows furrowed and he could think a million reasons why he hated Grimmjow. Only one reason mattered though and that was the fact that the blue haired man had stolen Ichigo from him. He frowned, leaning his chin onto his fist. He couldn't tell Ichigo that. He feared telling the man his feelings even now, especially after he spouted that "Ichigo is Grimmjow's woman" nonsense. He knew he could never take back that statement and every time he thought about his feelings for the orange haired man, he realized that he would probably be the one that treated Ichigo like the woman. He was already so over protective of him and he knew if it became a mutual love thing that feel of wanting to protect him would skyrocket.

He closed his eyes. He was starting to depress himself. "Look, it doesn't matter what I think, right? You like him and that's all that matters. Even though I have to deal with him when he comes around, it's not as much as I thought it would be." Renji rose from table. "Besides, it's only for a month at a time."

Ichigo frowned as he remembered that Grimmjow would only be home for a month. It made the time that much more precious and he wondered if he should make plans for anything special. He was never good at the kind of thing and he didn't know too many fancy places. He was so bad at romance. He hoped Grimmjow would just want him just the same as he did before he left. Now that the man had been in America so long, he wondered how Grimmjow would act. He hoped the man didn't change much.

"Ichigo? Your brows are creasing." The oranget looked over towards his sister and smiled, softening his expression.

"Sorry Yuzu, just thinking again. Have you figured out what you are going to cook for when Grimmjow gets here?"

"No! I still need to figure that out. Uhm, will you go to the store with me, Ichigo?" He nodded and Yuzu beamed with joy. He still enjoyed spending time with his sisters and he knew when Grimmjow came home, all his time would be preoccupied by that man.


Grimmjow was feeling antsy, waiting for his departure time. He wasn't a patient man and waiting annoyed him to no end. He sighed and leaned his head back. He listened to the sounds going on around him and he couldn't be happier that he was going back to Japan. He wanted to enjoy the sounds of his language going on around him, smell the aroma of his native dishes instead of fast food and Italian food. He wanted to bury his face in soft orange locks and wrap his arms around a tall but lithe body. He wanted to see Yuzu and taste her amazing cooking.

Though he adored his music, home was where his heart was and he couldn't think of any better place to be. He thought about seeing Ulquiorra and Nnoitra, but knowing them they wouldn't be happy to see him, especially Nnoitra. The man's mind revolved around nothing but his blond boyfriend and Ulquiorra seemed like he wouldn't want to hang out with him. He guessed he didn't really mind. He was probably spending time with Orihime.

He smirked to himself, realizing that they all had someone. Even Starrk who seemed to be a loner had someone. It was funny since they had always said they would be bachelors when they were younger. They hadn't ever cared about long-term relationships, wanting only to date and have fun. But look at them now, all in serious relationships, thinking about love and mushy shit like that. It didn't seem to bother them though, but they had grown up enough to realize they couldn't always be alone. Life was never meant to go through alone, whether it be with family, friends or lovers. He no longer had family so his friends were the next best thing.

He still wasn't sure if he considered Ichigo his lover or not. Things between them were still complicated and though he liked Ichigo, he still didn't know about the oranget's true feelings. It was hard to say love, but he knew they had some kind of connection. He knew they cherished each other in a way that lovers would, but he still wouldn't know if that's what they had.

"Flight 1254 to Karakura, Japan is now boarding. A Class, flight 1254 to Karakura, Japan is now boarding." Grimmjow sighed and looked down at his ticket. Rising from the chair, he stretched. It was time to go home.


Luppi frowned, gazing down at the photos that laid across his coffee table. He was glad that he had hired a private investigator instead of doing all this work himself. He would have never been able to follow the orange haired man himself. He reached for one of the photos, staring at the black and white image of Ichigo and one of his sisters walking side by side, groceries in hand. When Luppi had talked to the investigator, he had said that the little girl was planning a welcome home dinner and the petite man wondered who it was for. He had been searching high and low for Grimmjow and after months, he had found out that the man was no longer living in Japan.

That made Luppi far angrier than he had been before. Grimmjow had left him behind completely, kicked him to the curb and just jet set to some unknown place. He had put two and two together and figured out that Grimmjow was probably coming back home and he hoped he could get a chance to see him.

Loly had yet to find a good plan in getting rid of the orange haired man, but Luppi knew whatever the woman came up with, it would be simple yet spectacular. So he would let the boy live for now, and he would let him enjoy his life for as long as he could.

And when the time came, he would take back his boyfriend. He would do everything different in hopes of keeping Grimmjow by his side. It seemed simple, but he knew he would have to do a lot of planning for when the time came to take back what was his.


Sapphire eyes watched the dull blue sky as he sat in the back of the cab. Though the sun was high, showers were scattered over the area. He was finally home and on his way to Ichigo's apartment. The flight had been smooth and though it was a long, he didn't get a wink of sleep. He had been too excited about going home. He knew he would probably pass out in a few hours, but he didn't care about that at the moment. All he cared about was getting out of the cab and into the cooling air of Ichigo's home. It was only 7:15AM and it was already humid. He watched the surroundings change before he recognized the oranget's neighborhood. The normal-sized apartment in the quaint little community was a nice difference from his high-rise apartment in the middle of the city.

Pulling up to the familiar place, Grimmjow handed the driver money and stepped out of the vehicle, grabbing his bags as well. He threw one of his duffle bags over his shoulder and stood at the mouth of the courtyard that led to his second home. He made his way up the stone pathway, casually taking his time. It was still very early in the morning and Ichigo probably wasn't even up.

He smiled and waved at the older man that was in his small front yard. He was surprised to see the man up so early. Whenever he had went out with Ichigo, he would see the older man tending to his small garden, his wife always sitting in her chair knitting or peeling some kind of food. They were an odd couple, but Grimmjow enjoyed seeing them. He made his way up the stairs to the second floor and down the open hallway until he made it to the apartment. He wondered if he should knock. He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out the set of keys to the home. He could just walk in and it would be like any other time he had been there.

He smiled to himself and slipped the key into the lock, turning it and then twisting the knob. He pushed open the door and stepped into the homey apartment looking just as it did three months ago. The hardwood floor was still a nice shade of deep brown and the walls were cream in color. The sofas still looked just as comfortable and the kitchen looked like it was being taken good care of. He slowly closed the door behind him, locking it and he slipped off his shoes. He ignored everything, knowing that there was only place he needed to go.

He made a beeline straight to Ichigo's room and quietly slipped inside, closing the door behind him. He leaned against it and gazed down at the man he had been longing to see. The spiky orange hair was the only thing he could see and Pantera looked up when he dropped his bags to the carpeted floor. He slid his jacket off and threw it on the edge of the bed before he started to undress himself. He just couldn't help himself. He felt like he was back at home and his routine started to take effect. Down to his boxers, he made his way closer to the bed, slipping into it and scooting closer to Ichigo. He reached his hand down and ran his fingers through the soft apricot locks.

Ichigo sighed, feeling the long smooth fingers run through his hair. It reminded him so much of Grimmjow and he pushed closer to the feeling. He heard a deep baritone chuckle and his eyes instantly shot open and he blindly gazed out in front of him.

"…Gr-Grimmjow."

"Tadaima…" Ichigo smiled and leaned over. He slowly let his hands ghost over Grimmjow's bare skin until he felt the man's neck. He quickly wrapped his arms around it and pulled the blunet closer to him.

"Okaerinasai," Ichigo responded before sliding his lips against the blunet's. He felt himself being pushed down against the bed and he pulled Grimmjow closer, wrapping his legs around the man's waist. Ichigo moaned as he felt Grimmjow's tongue slide into his mouth and couldn't believe it was finally the day. He let his hands run through the course but chaotic hair, not caring about what happened to the man's styled locks. Grimmjow was home and that was all that matter.

Grimmjow started to pull away and Ichigo gasped when he felt needy lips on his neck. "You don't know how much I've missed you," Grimmjow mumbled against the soft skin. All Ichigo could do was whine when he felt lips suck at his skin. It was making him hot and he needed Grimmjow to stop before they started something both of them couldn't finish.

"Grimm…gotta' stop." The blunet slowly pulled away and looked down into hooded white eyes. He could see the lithe chest rapidly rising and falling and he smirked.

"Getting' turned on there?" Ichigo scowled up at the man before looking away, making Grimmjow chuckle. He slid off of the oranget and lay next to him, watching the man turn towards him.

"How was your flight?" Grimmjow grunted and Ichigo smiled. He guessed the blunet didn't really want to talk about anything. "Wanna sleep?" Grimmjow grunted again and Ichigo felt arms wrap tighter around his body, pulling him closer. He buried his face into the broad chest and sighed. He was so glad that Grimmjow was home.


Grimmjow groaned and turned over before reaching out. He frowned when he couldn't feel the warmth of Ichigo. He slowly blinked his eyes open and stared out, noticing the dresser standing against the wall.

"Mmm, (…What time is it?") He frowned to himself for slipping back into English and cleared his throat. He raised himself up and ran a hand through his hair. Pulling himself out of bed, he made his way over to his bags and started rummaging through one of them to find some decent clothing. He threw on a pair of longue pants and a t-shirt before making his way out of the room. He passed by the wall clock and noticed that it was pretty late in the afternoon. He could hear conversing going on and could smell the aroma of cooking.

Rounding the corner, he froze, gazing at the many people in the kitchen. He watched Yuzu and Orihime walk over to the table with containers of food, held in the mitten-clad hands. They set them down on the almost already full table. Ulquiorra was sitting across from Ichigo, chatting away as if he and Ichigo were the best of friends. Renji lounged on the opposite side and Rukia sat next to him. He wondered what was going on and gradually made his way over.

"Ah, the lazy one is finally up." Grimmjow glared over towards Renji to see him smirking. He really needed to kick that man's ass again.

"Would you hush, Renji? He has been working hard for the last three months, not to mention he flew clear across the world. He can sleep for how ever long he wants." The blunet smirked, hearing Ichigo scold Renji and chuckled when the man mumbled a string of curses.

"Grimmjow!" The blunet was caught off guard when a small, young woman with brown hair launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his waist. When he got his bearings back, he smiled down and ruffled her hair.

"Hey, Yuzu. How are you?" She lifted her head, a big smile on her face and brown eyes glistened with joy as they looked at him.

"I'm fine! Did you like the gifts I sent you?" He smirked down at the girl, pulling her along as he walked towards the table.

"They were perfect. I use them all the time, especially the coffee." Yuzu beamed up at Grimmjow and he couldn't help but continued to smile at her. He looked up at the table overflowing with food. "Now what is all this? You didn't have to cook so much. Most of these people should go home and cook for themselves."

"But…it's your welcome home feast. Don't you want it?" Grimmjow frowned and looked back down towards the young woman. He sighed and looked back up.

"Of course…I always want to eat what you cook." He enjoyed Yuzu's cooking like his own mother's, but he hadn't come home to see everyone. He had come home just for Ichigo and it seemed like his time would be preoccupied some other way.


Ichigo frowned as he listened to sounds around him. It had been a two weeks since Grimmjow had been home and he should be the most happiest man on the planet. But he wasn't. Since Grimmjow had come home, Ichigo hadn't had any alone time with him. Of course there was in the bed, but they both were too exhausted after whatever was going on throughout the day to spend it enjoying each other. He wondered why everyone was hogging Grimmjow. Yuzu and Karin were his sisters, but even he was peeved about them pulling the blunet away from him. Orihime and Ulquiorra had pulled the taller man away to ask about America and his newfound life there. And even Renji was trying to act like he didn't really care about Grimmjow even when he asked about the people in America. Everyone was having alone time with Grimmjow instead of him and it was driving him crazy.

He didn't want to be rude, but he didn't know how much more he could take. He had waited three months for the blunet to be back and he had expected to spend every moment alone with him.

He sighed as he walked down the sidewalk with everyone else. Grimmjow was walking up front with Yuzu and Karin, while he walked next to Orihime and Ulquiorra. He sighed again and Inoue glanced over to him.

"Ichigo…are you okay?" The man frowned, not wanting to speak about how he was feeling. He didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings and he just wanted everyone to stay as happy as they were now.

"N-no, I'm okay." Inoue frowned and looked up into Ulquiorra's eyes. They seemed to have a conversation amongst themselves before Ichigo heard the dark haired man's voice.

"…If you are upset that everyone is taking up your time with Grimmjow, you should say so, Kurosaki." Ichigo's eyes widened and he could feel his cheeks redden.

"Big brother! I didn't even realize!" Grimmjow frowned as he looked over his shoulder towards Ichigo. He had been feeling the same way, but he could never hurt a child's feelings. Yuzu and Karin seemed to be enjoying themselves with him around and he knew he would be there for quite some time, so he didn't worry too much about it. He wondered where his plans of spending all his time with Ichigo had went. Of course he still wanted to have his alone time with the orange haired male, but he felt it should wait until last. Though Ichigo was first in his heart, you always saved the best for last.

"Why don't you guys get going? Ichigo and I have got some plans." The oranget looked up, gazing into the area where Grimmjow's voice had come from. He hadn't meant for this to happen. He just wanted some alone time with Grimmjow. "…Why didn't you say anything, Ichigo?"

"I-I…I didn't want to sound selfish. Everyone was happy that you were home, I didn't want to ruin that." Grimmjow sighed and ran a hand through his hair before walking up closer to Ichigo. He slid his hand against the side of the man's neck before letting his finger ghost over the nape of it.

He lowered his lips towards Ichigo's face and let his breathe ghost over the man's ear. "You have every right to be selfish. I am yours and don't you ever forget that." He pulled back and stared into Ichigo's white eyes. He watched Ichigo nod before he smirked. "Now how about we go get something to eat?"


Ichigo could feel the soft fingers wrapped around his and he couldn't help but smile. He could feel the grainy sand between his feet and he instantly knew he was at the beach. The aroma of seawater was strong, but it smelled romantic to him. After eating at some outdoors restaurant, Grimmjow proceeded to lead him to the beach. The cooling breeze felt nice and he could feel it wafting through his short locks.

It was quiet, neither one of them speaking yet, but Ichigo enjoyed just being near Grimmjow. He enjoyed the touch of him and the smell of him. He enjoyed the body heat that he could feel walking next to him.

"…What does it look like?" he found himself asking. He had been to the beach before, but it had been such a long time and he wondered if the night sky was different.

"Hmmm, well," Grimmjow started, looking up at the sky. "The moon is a bright white, the same color as your eyes. It can't see much, but it's still lights the way for many. The stars are almost as bright, but nothing compares to that full moon. The sky is dark and blue and it goes on forever. The sea is strong and I'm sure you can hear it crashing against the shore."

Grimmjow led Ichigo closer to the sea until they were standing where the tide came in. Ichigo listened to the water as it crashed against the beach and he could feel the cool liquid rushing over his feet and ankles. He smiled to himself, enjoying his time with Grimmjow. "Can we sit?" He was lead a little ways from the water and he felt himself being helped to the sand. He squeezed the grains between his toes before he heard Grimmjow's voice saying something to him. He nodded to the question and listened as the man's footsteps disappeared.

This is what he had been waiting for. He wanted to spend some alone time with the blunet. He never thought it would be so romantic, but he could care less what they did. He knew it was difficult for them to do much with his blindness, and he hoped that one day they could participate in more vigorous activities. He wanted to walk without having to be led by a hand or a stick. He wanted to run again without having to worry about bumping into something. He wanted to ride bikes and join in playing with his sisters.

He frowned and looked down towards the sand. He wanted to be able to fully enjoy spending time with Grimmjow, hearing, touching and seeing him. He reached his hand up and let his fingers slid across his eyelid. He missed his eyes almost as much as he missed his parents. They had been a big part of him and he didn't feel the same without them.

He looked up when he heard the sound of footsteps coming up behind him. "…Whew! Sorry it took me so long." Ichigo just smiled, feeling Grimmjow slid up behind him and sit down.

"Where'd you go?"

"Got us something to snack on." Ichigo felt arms wrap around him and he leaned back into the strong chest. He sighed, hearing Grimmjow's heartbeat and he wondered if they ever had to leave. "Here." Ichigo felt brawny arms slide against his sleeveless arm and he felt the coldness of something in front of him. The smell of mint and chocolate wafted past his nose and he leaned over, letting his lips push against the coldness. His pink appendage slid up the side and his taste buds giggled at the delicious and cool ice cream.

Grimmjow chuckled as he gazed down at the pouty lips covered in white cream. He leaned over and pressed his lips against Ichigo's, licking each one until they were clean of the sweet treat. He licked his own lips before capturing Ichigo's into a kiss, the ice cream completely forgotten. Hands slide across his cheek and Grimmjow moaned as he slinked his tongued into Ichigo's hot mouth. Tongues danced and Ichigo could feel himself pushing closer to Grimmjow. He turned his body around fully and wrapped his hands around the man's neck. He could feel the man's tongue exploring ever dip and crevice. The blunet was such a good kisser and Ichigo felt like he would pass out from the sheer experience. A hand slid up his sleeveless shirt and Ichigo moaned, feeling the mixture of cool breeze and hot fingers.

All of a sudden he gasped, his back arching at the feeling of freezing cold ghosting up and down his back. He could feel the goose bumps forming, but it made his body quiver with something unknown.

The ice cream was dropped and Ichigo felt his top being pulled up and over him. Hot lips descended his body and his nipple was engulfed in wetness. He arched into it, feeling teeth nibble and suck at the nub. He moaned, burying his face into blue locks and ground down against Grimmjow.

"Gr-Grimm, may-maybe we should mmm-go…home. We're out in the ah-open."

("I don't think I can wait.") Ichigo pulled away when he heard Grimmjow speak in English. He shivered at the words, not knowing what the blunet was saying.

"Wh-wha?" Grimmjow looked up at him, a mischievous glint in his eyes and smirk pulled at his lips.

("I wanna fuck you right here, right now. I want everyone to hear you scream my name.")

"Grimmjow, speak so I can understand you," Ichigo moaned. The blunet just chuckled and he slid his tongue against the man's neck.

"I said I don't want to wait. I want to fuck you now."

"But…"

"Ya' know, if we go home, I won't be able to fuck you as good." Ichigo's face lit up as he started to sputter and Grimmjow's smirk widened. He loved teasing Ichigo, the man's reactions where just too good to pass up.

"Wh-what about a hotel?" Grimmjow hummed, gazing into unseeing eyes. He guessed a hotel would work. It wasn't as romantic, but he knew Ichigo felt a little vulnerable out in the open without being able to see anything.

"Okay…sounds good, but once we get there, you're mine for as long as I want." Ichigo gulped, gazing in front of him. He wondered what he just got himself into.


Fufufufu, I cut off the sex. I hope you guys enjoyed this though. I wanted to get this out for 6/15, so sorry if it seems really rushed. I tired not to do that. Please review and see you next chapter.