Thank you for all the reviews and reads so far – glad this story is so popular. ~Forgot to say last time but thank you to MidnightEden234 for helping me with the idea of Ichigo choosing Grimmjow :) Anyhoo, enjoy!x
Shiro clenched his teeth resisting the urge to growl. Today was not his day to say the least. Training had started with the mentors, each getting their contestants to sing to the best of their ability. As part of the contract the judges signed it is unprofessional and illegal to have a relationship with a contestant during the process of the competition. It is also not very professional to treat them as favourites. Now the albino wasn't really one to follow rules and would happily bend them for that delicious looking strawberry if only one small detail wasn't in the way. . . Grimmjow fucking Jeagerjacques. Shiro peeked through the small gap in the rehearsal room that the blunette and berry were currently occupying at the minute and tightened his fist so that his knuckles bulged out. Grimmjow, the king of sex who had a dirty mind when it came to chicks, was flirting with a man! And of course it was none-other than Kurosaki Ichigo. If there was a God up there he was surely screwing with him. Shiro almost drooled at his fit ass sticking out, as the berry leant over the piano, his lithe body showing through his tight clothes. His orange locks were just as unruly as ever, with his usual scowl on place as he looked through some music the blunette was trying to get him to sing. This is what happens when ya choose him instead of me, his mind mused, his face smirking as he watched the berry argue with Grimmjow. It was priceless to see Grimmjow's shocked face at Ichi's tantrum; he was so used to be the dominant one. Maybe that was why he chose Grimmjow – he had some weird revenge he wanted to carry out. But he remembered when Ichigo had chosen Grimmjow, that look of defeat and sadness in his eyes before choosing. Arg, he's driving me nuts! He smirked as Grimmjow threw his hands up in the air in exasperation before turning towards Shiro, no doubt making a move to leave. Crap, he's coming this way! Shiro quickly ducked in a shadowed corner and watched as the blunette threw the door open, cursing under his breath with Ichigo's sexy baritone voice shouting after him. "Why'd you turn around then bastard!?"
"Fuck off my back already, ya brat!"
Shiro suppressed his giggle as the blunette slammed the door effectively muffling the rambling from inside and hastily walked away, his face like thunder as he did. Good luck to the make-up department, he thought gleefully. As soon as the coast was clear, the albino stepped out of this little hiding place and opened the door, his eyes immediately going to the ass that was turned his way. "Fuck off ya blue-haired freak!" he yelled upon hearing the door close making Shiro chuckle.
"Last time I checked my hair was white, so. . . .,"
Ichigo spun around, his eyes slightly wide; he was clearly trying to think of how to act since last time they met. "Sorry, I thought you were Grimmjow,"
"I gathered. I mean who else has blue hair,"
Ichigo chuckled slightly, and then averted his gaze nervously, his cheeks getting a faint dusting of pink. If only he could ravish the berry right then and there. "What were you two fightin' 'bout?" he asked.
Ichigo looked down at the piece of paper in his hands and handed it to the albino. "He wants me to do songs that I just don't like," he sighed, his lips pouting out ever so slightly.
Shiro looked down at the piece of paper he had just handed him to distract himself from those plum lips just begging for his tongue to slip in between. He looked over the paper and laughed – Grimmjow did like this techno music. "Don't you like this sort of music?" he asked, still not looking at the tempting berry.
"No," he instantly replied. "It doesn't help that I don't really like the artist either,"
Shiro looked up and smiled. "I bet there's one you'll like," he said, winking.
Ichigo watched as the albino trotted over to the piano, his swift fingers typing in something on the laptop resting on the top. He watched as a smirk grew on his face as a soft 'bing' indicated his page had been downloaded. "Come 'ere," he said, patting the spot next to him on the piano stool.
He watched as the berry blushed furiously but complied never the less. "Just go with it," he whispered as his hands began to play, the melody drifting around them gracefully.
Ichigo gulped and looked towards the music displayed on the screen; he never would have imagined singing with Shiro.
All along it was a fever
A cold sweat hot-headed believer
I threw my hands in the air and said "Show me something,"
He said, "If you dare, come a little closer,"
Shiro glanced over at the berry who was now totally in the zone – well, apart from the odd sneaky glances he also took.
Round and around and around and around we go
Oh now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know
God, he was enjoying this too much. His voice was so sweet back at the audition that he just couldn't help himself when a bloody piano was in the same room as him. Maybe next time he should bring his guitar? Shiro joined in at the chorus, surprising the berry who managed to keep his cool and continue singing.
Not really sure how to feel about it
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you.
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay
He liked this song – it described his feelings in so many ways. He watched as Ichigo stumbled a bit and removed one hand from the black and white keys and placed it over his lips. He looked at him in confusion before the albino started singing, making the berry smile against his finger.
It's not much of a life you're living
Shiro watched Ichigo's smile drop as the song became serious, the tension in the air growing. He was beginning to realise that Shiro had chosen this song for a reason and didn't particularly like it.
It's not just something you take – it's given
Round and around and around and around we go
Oh now, tell me now, tell me now you know
Shiro watched as Ichigo got up and headed towards the door, making the albino panic slightly. Deciding to go acapella, he rushed to the door, his hand closing the small gap that had managed to open making Ichigo face him. He looked at him as if to say why, making Shiro feel nervous for once in his life as he decided to continue.
Not really sure how to feel about it
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay
He carefully and slowly placed his hands on either side of his face, bringing his face close to his. Ichigo too placed his hands on either side of Shiro's face as if encouraging him to continue – as if he wanted to find out the reason why.
Ooh, the reason I hold on
Ooh, 'cause I need this hole gone
Funny you're the broken one but I'm the only one who needed saving
'Cause when you never see the light it's hard to know which one of us is caving.
By this point, both their foreheads were resting against each-others and they were sharing hot needy breaths, the tension sky high as they waited for the song to end – both eager for what came next. By this point Ichigo was now joining in as the feelings grew mutual.
Not really sure how to feel about it
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay, stay. . .
Shiro finished, staring into chocolate brown orbs his lips inches away from Ichigo's. "I promised I'd make ya mine," he reminded him.
"I remember," he said, drawing him closer.
They were just about to close the gap when the door jostled behind them. "Oi brat! Let me in!"
Ichigo's eyes widened as the door knob rubbed against his back vigorously as Grimmjow tried to get in. Stupid blue-haired bastard! This would have been my chance! "Maybe he'll go away," the berry whispered, his arms still wrapped around the albino's neck sharing his disappointment.
"You don't know him like I do; he'll break the door down if I don't hurry,"
"Fine," he whispered back, reluctantly letting go of him.
Shiro swooped down capturing Ichigo's lips, stunning the other into silence before he wound his arms round his neck again. All too quickly the kiss was ended leaving both panting, desperate for more. "I will make ya mine!" he promised again.
Ichigo nodded hastily finally letting go of him so he could leave. Before Shiro left through the back door he turned to the berry, his usual smirk back in place. "See ya later, Ichi,"
He left the room, hearing Grimmjow enter in seconds later automatically questioning about the blush covering his face. Heehee – Yep. Ya're definitely mine!
Okay - Don't forget to review! This was mainly a filler but it does have relevant detail for later on in the story which is why I chose that particular song. Until next time :D