Chapter 5

Day 15

"Dear Diary, I have grown tired.

Ever since my twelfth birthday the outdoors have become off limits. It angers me that they treat me in such a way. I know I am different than the others but I am fourteen now, shouldn't I be able to make my own decisions. I just don't know. This thing I was born with, it seems more like a curse than a gift. When I get reincarnated, will this curse still exist throughout the neko population? I would feel sorry for them. No one deserves such a curse.

They say the humans are starting to realize that someone like me exists. They say they want someone like me because they are sex driven beasts. Do they have heats several times a year like we do then? I wouldn't know because I never met one but they don't frighten me. I never saw a reason why. Sure they are not the cleanest of beings, or as kind, but if our ancestors were willing enough to seek their comfort, why can't we? But then again they said Bastet cursed us this way because of that. Is it bad to just seek comfort?"

Ichigo blinked when he finished the page, closing the Diary with a frown. Many pages were missing so the days skipped frequently but the writing couldn't be mistaken.

It was his.

It seemed kind of freaky reading his own thoughts from when he was a child, Ichigo sighing as he laid the Diary on his chest. He was on the second page and each word made him almost want to throw the book across the room. Most of these thoughts he had abandoned when he turned nine, his father didn't let him think in such a way for long.

Ichigo sighed as he opened the Diary again, freezing when Grimmjow shifted next to him, his nose pressing against his neck as his arm fell over his thighs.

They needed a bigger bed.

Ichigo withheld a sigh and opened the Diary again, reading the next page.

"Why are you still awake?" Ichigo frowned at the sound of Grimmjow's voice, sighing as he put the Diary back on his chest.

"I can't sleep," he told him, not protesting when Grimmjow moved his right leg so it rested on his, Ichigo turning as he put the book on the floor.

""Why can't you sleep?" Grimmjow asked groggily, Ichigo throwing his arm over his neck.

"Because I'm thinking," he replied, Grimmjow grunting as he kissed his collar bone, Ichigo shivering.

"Go to sleep," Grimmjow mumbled, Ichigo sighing as his breaths evened out.

He couldn't sleep.

He was slow to separate himself from Grimmjow, not wanting to wake him up. He sat on the edge of the bed, frowning when he realized getting the Diary was going to be a tad hard. He got to his knees and got it, sighing as he stood, his back throbbing just slightly. He had almost gained ten pounds this far into the pregnancy and it was affecting his back to the point he wasn't even sure he wanted sex anymore. If he was a female this would be a lot easier.

Ichigo went to his desk and leaned back, the pressure from the chair on his back actually lessening the pain.

He opened the Diary and began to read again.

"Day 32

Dear Diary, I am angry.

Today I was told who I was to be taken by. Ori, the man I have always considered a father was chosen due to his closeness to me. They say it would be pleasant as long as it is him, but I didn't listen to their voices after the announcement.

Ori loves me like a son, he treats me like a son, he see's me like a son, so why would he not speak up when they announced he was to be the one to take me?

I don't want him too!

I want him to be the grandfather of my children, not their father, but my words mean little to the Nobles. To them I am just precious cargo that's only purpose is to reproduce. I am their experiment, not their Prince.

I decided I would run away tonight before the new moon, I know this will anger them, especially Ori but I'm afraid I can't stay here any longer. Not like this."

Ichigo sighed as he looked up to the ceiling, blinking before looking to Grimmjow.

He put the Diary down and walked back to the bed, pushing Grimmjow onto his back and waking him, his hand reaching for his gun. Ichigo grabbed his wrist and stopped him, purring softly.

Grimmjow sighed as ichigo released his wrist and straddled his hips, Grimmjow opening his eyes as he squinted up at him, not seeming to happy at being woken up.

"Ichigo it's not even close to morning," he grumbled groggily, Ichigo leaning down and kissing him, grabbing his hand and putting it to his groin, taking in a sharp breath as he pulled away.

"Touch me," he whispered, Grimmjow frowning.

Ichigo gasped when Grimmjow rose into a sitting position, his arm wrapping around his back so he wouldn't fall off.

He kissed him deeply as he urged him to lay down on his back, laying over him. Ichigo wrapped his arms around his neck as he arched, Grimmjow pulling away, panting lightly against his lips.

"Okay."

Ichigo gasped when Grimmjow first entered him, his insides throbbing at his sheer size as he was stretched slowly, his arms shaking beneath him as sweat slipped down his temple.

When his hips touched his ass and they were completely connected Ichigo was already panting heavily, his eyes shut tight as he basked in the pleasure that warmed his body.

Grimmjow pulled out after a minute till only the head remained, Ichigo gasping when he thrusted back in slowly, fisting the sheets as his claws extended and tore them.

His body ached for more as he thrusted into him again, pressing against his sweet spot.

"Deeper," Ichigo panted, rocking when Grimmjow thrusted hard into him, the shock of pleasure that ran up his spine making him shiver as precum fell to the sheets.

"Oh god," he gasped when he thrusted again, his mouth falling open as he moaned.

"Sh," Grimmjow hushed him as he stopped thrusting, not wanting to disturb his father.

He sat back, making sure they wouldn't separate as he sat Ichigo in his lap, his cock slipping that much deeper.

Ichigo panted as he shook against him, Grimmjow hooking a finger under his chin as he turned his head, locking their lips as he reached down and grabbed Ichigo's erection, his mewl muffled.

He put a hand to the bed and lifted his hips slightly, Ichigo arching his chest as he lifted his arms and wrapped them around his neck. He felt he was as deep as he would ever get this way, groaning softly when Ichigo clamped down around him when he moved his hips and touched his sweet spot.

He panted when he pulled away from the kiss, Ichigo mewling softly when he lifted his hips again.

"Ride me," he whispered, Ichigo gasping when he lifted his hips again, the bed creaking softly.

Ichigo felt as if his body was led as he rose arching once only the head remained when Grimmjow slid his hand down his shaft, his panting purrs loud as he descended down.

Ichigo grinded against his hips once his cock was fully sheathed inside him again, his eyelids fluttering when Grimmjow ran his tongue up his neck, Ichigo biting his lip as he rose again.

They didn't go slow for long, their hunger increasing as Ichigo rose and fell faster, his panting purrs becoming needy mewls as Grimmjow raised his hips to meet him when he came down, the bed beginning to creak more loudly.

Luckily for them, Isshin was sleeping downstairs with the TV on.

Grimmjow stroked him faster as Ichigo rose and fell, his body heating up as sweat slid down his body, his pants heavy as he lifted his hips, making Ichigo mewl loudly as he arched his chest, his mouth falling open as he let out a choked cry, his cock twitching in his hand as he came. He could feel the steady pulses and warm cum on his hand as Ichigo shook against him, his ears laying flat against his head.

Grimmjow came from the rhythmic compressions of his anus around his cock, his head falling back as he groaned, his vision flashing white.

Ichigo shined when they woke up, a small smile on his lips with everything he did, not even affected when Isshin tried to provoke him or Grimmjow. He just kicked him in the face and moved on.

Grimmjow was pleased with himself as he drank his morning coffee, Ichigo walking into the kitchen with a jump in his step. Grimmjow smirked when he kissed him, his father in his room thankfully, getting ready for his day out.

He and Ichigo were going to have the house to themselves today.

Ichigo sat in his lap and pushed him back, smirking as he kissed him.

Grimmjow set his coffee on the table so he wouldn't drop it when Ichigo devoured him, Ichigo's tongue thrusting into his mouth in a very similar way he wanted to thrust into him right then.

Ichigo pulled away, already panting as he rested his forehead against Grimmjow's.

"I love you."

Grimmjow froze.

He swallowed as he tried to say those words. He knew he had told his father that he loved him but when it actually came down to telling Ichigo himself, his tongue became tied.

"I…" he was unable to say it though because he was distracted by his father who ran down the stairs, looking to them and frowning.

"Jeagerjaques not in my kitchen," he said with a growling undertone, Grimmjow nodding as he made Ichigo get off his lap.

Ichigo led his dad to the door and pushed him out as kindly as he could, slamming and locking it behind him. Grimmjow's eyes went wide when Ichigo began to strip, closing a curtain next to the door.

"Ichigo what are you doing?" he asked in slight panic seeing as how his father wasn't even to the car yet.

"Fuck me, now," Ichigo ordered as he walked up to him and kissed him, palming his half hard cock through his pants.

Grimmjow was finding it hard to resist as Ichigo led him to the kitchen, releasing his lips as he jumped onto the table, Grimmjow frowning when he laid down and exposed his puckered hole, his cock hardening fully at the sight as he tried not to drool.

"Your father said not in the kitchen," he grunted as he got to one knee and licked his puckered hole, sliding his tongue inside.

Ichigo gasped, arching his chest with a hiss as he slid his hand into Grimmjow's blue hair.

"I don't care," he panted, mewling when Grimmjow stood up and pressed a finger into him.

"Why are you so needy?" he asked though he wasn't complaining, pressing another finger into him.

Ichigo hissed, running his hand up his chest and pinching his nipple.

"I want you. Inside me. Now," he panted as he raised his hips in invitation.

Grimmjow pulled his fingers free and placed both of his hands on the table on either side of Ichigo's head, his eyes shut tight as he mewled.

"You're not in heat so why do you want me so badly?" Grimmjow asked, not wanting to move any farther till he got an answer.

This wasn't how Ichigo acted.

He grabbed his chin and glared down at him as Ichigo continued to beg for him to enter him, his arousal a sweet scent in the air.

Ichigo didn't beg.

"Ichigo," Grimmjow called to get his attention, Ichigo opening his eyes.

Grimmjow frowned at the blue eyes that stared up at him, Ichigo mewling as he arched.

"Claim me, Adjuchas."

Grimmjow froze. He hadn't been called that name since his days in the slums.

"Who are you?" he growled, the blue eyes strangely familiar to him.

The world around him seemed to change, the wooden floors becoming white tile as the table became a futon, the lights replaced with candle holders as the flames lit the room dimly.

The same blue eyes stared up at him but the baby bump was gone, solid muscle taking its place as black shoulder length hair replaced orange, tan skin becoming a near pale white.

Grimmjow could feel long hair flowing down his back as his clothing dissipated, replaced with his bare body, claws replacing his nails as cat ears replace his human ones.

he was only able to watch as his body moved, his cock sheathed deep inside the body beneath him.

"More," the man beneath him begged as he thrusted into him, Grimmjow growling lowly as he thrusted harder.

"Adjuchas," he whispered when Grimmjow leaned down and slid his tongue up his neck, the man beneath him putting a hand over his mouth to smother his gasp.

"Let them hear Zangetsu," Grimmjow growled as he thrusted hard and deep, the pale man named Zangetsu arching as he moaned, muffling it with his hand.

"I can't, they'll kill you," he gasped when Grimmjow thrusted faster into him, his body hot and his balls heavy as he growled, on the verge of releasing his seed.

"I'll claim you," he growled as he grabbed his cock and stroked him, Zangetsu gritting his teeth as he shook.

"I'll fill you with my seed, and you'll birth my child," he growled, Zangetsu arching with a cry.

The shoji screens were pulled open forcefully, Zangetsu gasping when Grimmjow was pulled off of him, grabbing the blanket to cover himself as guards stood in front of him, hiding him from Grimmjow's eyes.

"Adjuchas!" Zangetsu yelled as Grimmjow was forced to his knees, his hair pulled back so his neck was exposed, a sword put to his throat.

"General Adjuchas," a tall dark man said stoically, Grimmjow growling up at him.

"You are to be executed for violation of the Prince," the dark skinned man informed, Grimmjow hissing at him.

"Yasutora! Don't please!" Zangetsu pleaded as Yasutora pulled away his sword, his eyes trained on Grimmjow's throat.

"Silence my Prince," he ordered, Grimmjow looking to him, Zangetsu panting in fear as their eyes locked.

"I love you."

Zangetsu screamed when Yasutora swung his sword, Grimmjow's head falling to the floor.

"Adjuchas!"

Grimmjow stumbled back in shock, his body covered in sweat as he leaned against the counter, Ichigo sitting up, his eyes back to normal.

"Grimmjow what's wrong?!" he asked in panicked voice, jumping off the table and walking up to him, putting a hand to his cheek.

Grimmjow panted as he seemed to stare off in place for a moment, Ichigo frowning in worry as he tilted his head down, forcing him to look into his eyes.

"Grimmjow," he whispered, his eyes adjusting as he finally seemed to be able to see him.

"What happened?" Ichigo asked softly, Grimmjow swallowing.

Ichigo sat in a robe on his bed as Grimmjow paced in front of him, listening carefully as he told him what he had seen.

When he finished Ichigo looked to the Diary on the counter, sighing as he looked back to Grimmjow.

"How old did he look?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow shrugging as he stopped his pacing.

"I don't know probably about twelve," Grimmjow told him, Ichigo nodding.

That would explain why he was forbidden to go outside.

"So you had been the General of their army?" he asked, Grimmjow nodding.

"With no General there is no wonder why they fell when the human's came," Ichigo whispered, Grimmjow frowning.

"This makes no sense Ichigo. I was your former lover but i was executed. The guy you had the kid with in your past life was executed this time," Grimmjow pointed out, Ichigo nodding as he bounced his knee, thinking hard.

"I have the Diary of Zangetsu,' he told him as he got up and retrieved it, Grimmjow frowning.

"Many pages were missing so it started when he was fourteen, but he mentions that when he was twelve he was forbidden to go outside. I think after your execution they forbid him to go outside in fear what had happened would be repeated," Ichigo told him, Grimmjow frowning.

"It hadn't seemed like it had been our first time doing it," Grimmjow told him, Ichigo raising an eyebrow.

"Did you start having sex with my former self when he was just a child?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow shrugging.

"I didn't see that far back," he replied, Ichigo frowning with a sigh.

"Seriously Grimmjow? Did you have to go after me when I was just a kid?" Ichigo asked in disbelief, Grimmjow frowning.

"I had paid for you when you were ten but I couldn't get you till fifteen due to the law," he told him, ichigo wincing.

"God you are an old pervert," he mumbled, Grimmjow frowning in displeasure.

"I am not," he argued, Ichigo rolling his eyes as he opened the Diary to the fourth page, seeing the page was burnt.

"Adjuchas," was the only word he could decipher, Grimmjow looking over his shoulder and frowning.

"I think he was trying to rebirth you," Ichigo whispered as he saw half of the symbol of the Eye of Bastet in blood, writing on the next page which seemed to be directions though in a language he could not understand, Ichigo frowning.

His former self had a lot to explain.