Is it bad when someone's suggestion to your stupid plot twist sounds way cooler but its too late to change stuff? And some one guessed right btw.

Thanks reviewers, 42 reviews for 5 chapters in immense, haven't replied to any from the last two cause i was writing this. I can't promise i'll get another chapter out today but i'll try to reply to anyone who has sent me a wee message. Plus this chapter has ended up huge!

Anyway, i hope you like the little reveal in this chapter, and i haven't had time to read it over so it might have a few mistakes. I'll fix them later, maybe...

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Chapter 6

Grimmjow did not pout, nor did he sulk. He might have locked himself in his room and ignore his family and friends, Nel knocking on his door and Nnoitra texting him, but a man is allowed some quiet time by himself. The traitor Nel had contacted Nnoitra when she saw Grimmjow coming into the house, face clearly showing his distress, and when he locked himself away and didn't come down for dinner the pair of them started on him. He just pulled his pillow over his head, hooking his iPod up to the speaker and playing music loud enough to drown them out. He made sure to not play it at plaster rattling volumes, not wanting his mother to get involved.

A firm knock to the door, different to his sister's, and not being followed by the whiny voice demanding entrance made him worry that he had actually annoyed his mother, turning the music down using his remote. He walked over to the door, turning the key and cracking it open. To his surprise, it was Starrk standing at the other side, leaning on one arm against his door jam. The brunette just looked at him, eyebrows raised over his tired looking grey eyes. Grimmjow opened the door a bit more, admitting the man but slamming it in the face of his sister.

"What's up kid?" You've got your sister worried about you."

"There is nothing wrong; I'm just not in the mood to talk to anyone." Grimmjow crossed his arms over his broad chest.

"Yeah, right. I know I'm not your father, but you can talk to me, if you want. Girl trouble, boy trouble, whatever is worrying you." When he'd said 'boy trouble' Grimmjow's face fell, his eyes wide. "I take it this is the first time you've been attracted to guys?"

"A guy, I don't know what I'm feeling to be honest. I thought we were getting together, but he broke it off today, and I don't know why."

"And I guess this is the first time you've had the brush off as well? You've been a bit of a man whore for the last year or so, don't think I haven't noticed; your mother thankfully is unaware. Look, maybe he just needs time to adjust, is he new to guy relationships as well?"

"I don't even know, didn't get that kind of conversation yet. God Starrk, I really like him, compared to the girls I've been with he's just better. But he was supposed to meet me after practice today and he went home, when I called him he blew me off, saying he doesn't have time for me." Grimmjow walked over to the bed, sinking onto the comfortable mattress and holding his head in his hands.

"Maybe he got scared? It can't be easy to start a relationship with another boy in high school, maybe give him some more time, you guys have only got the rest of this year till you're out; things aren't perfect after high school, but it would be easier. Be his friend, get to know him better and he might come round." Grimmjow looked up, hope in his eyes as the words processed. "And don't worry, I won't tell you mum, I'll leave that to you when you're ready but I'll be there for you when you are." Starrk gripping him on the shoulder, leaving the room with a tired smile on his face.

Grimmjow laid back, hands still in his hair as he thought over what the other man said. Nel got her compassion from her dad, her mum was a bigger bitch than his, and he hoped she matured the same way as she grew up.

He drifted down stairs later, grabbing a bite to eat when his stomach protested his abstinence from dinner. Nel sat with him, not saying anything for once as they just enjoyed each other's companionship. They drifted to his room afterwards, Grimmjow sticking a horror movie on for them to watch, her choice even through she'd spend most of it hiding behind his pillow and not sleep right that night. One film turned to two, the sequel getting fired on after the first finished and Nel got sent for snacks as Grimmjow trawled through his DVD crates to find the right one. It was well after midnight before either of them thought of the time, the second film nearly finished. Nel made her way to her room, asking Grimmjow to watch from his door to make sure she made it to the room safely. The blue haired man obliged, leaning against his doorway with his hands in his pockets as the girl timidly put her hand through a tiny opening of her door, scrabbling on the wall for her light switch, not opening the door until it was on. She gave her brother a small wave in thanks before disappearing into her room. Grimmjow left the hall light on, knowing she'd need it if she wanted to go to the toilet; she would actually phone him to come and get her so he could accompany her if it was dark. There had been times where she'd just slept in his room on his pull out futon because she was too scared to sleep alone.

Grimmjow settled into his bed, checking social network on his phone quickly, sending Nnoita a quick message to let him know he was alright, not going into details though, before putting his phone on charge and heading to the bathroom to use the toilet and brush his teeth. Changing into his loose pyjama trousers, he slunk into his bed, hitting his light switch over his bedside table, settling the room into darkness.

He was asleep when his phone rang; making him sleepily grope for it, glaring at the screen blearily to see who the fuck would be calling so late. The name on the display woke him up quickly enough, sitting up in his bed and flicking the lights on, the brightness making him wince at first.

"Ichigo, I am so glad you called, are you just finished work?" A quick glance at his clock told him it was after two.

"No, not yet but I need to ask you something. I've got no right to ask for a favour I know but I've got no one else I can call."

"No, its fine, we're friends aren't we? What do you need?"

"Thank you and I hope we're still friends. I got a call from my neighbour, but my boss won't let me finish early, can you get round to my house? Do you remember where it is, can you drive?"

"Eh, I remember the clinic yeah and I can drive. What's happened, has someone broken in?"

"No, it's my sisters. Something has happened and my neighbour said one of them is hurt, if she needs to go to the hospital can you come and take her? I know it's a lot to ask."

Sisters? And the boss wouldn't let him go? "Isn't there someone else at home? I mean who looks after you all?"

"Me, there is no one else. Can you help me?"

Grimmjow was already moving, throwing on a pair of boxers and pulling on his jeans. "Yeah, I'll be there in less than ten minutes, can you tell them I'm coming so they don't freak out when a strange man arrives."

"Thank you." The relief in Ichigo's voice was very clear and he hung up afterwards, leaving Grimmjow to finish getting dressed. He grabbed his bike jacket, not planning on taking his bike but it was warm and handy and headed out, grabbing his mother's keys, unlocking the Mercedes as he got to the drive. He would've taken Starrk's Golf, but the Merc was blocking it in, he'd just have to be careful.

The clinic sat in a row of little houses, the actual medical facility sitting empty for years but there were lights on upstairs in the domestic area and he went to the front door sitting in-between the large windows for the clinic. He knocked, standing in the cold weather with his hands in his pockets. The thin t-shirt he'd thrown over his head wasn't doing much to keep him warm and he was glad when the door opened, a short, light brown haired girl with tears in her big eyes opening it before hiding behind the door at the sight of the large, blue haired man.

Grimmjow crouched down, trying to look less threatening. "Hey, I'm a friend of your brother. He asked me to come and check on you. What's your name?"

"Yuzu, are you Grimmjow?"

The boy nodded, entering the house when the girl opened the door wider, leading him up the stairs and opening the house door at the top. The first thing Grimmjow noticed was that the house wasn't very warm like he'd hoped, not as bad as outside but still cool for a home. The place was quite sparse as well, lacking the home comforts he'd expect for having kids living in it, but it was clean and tidy. He followed the girl to a room, clearly the living room from the sofa and small TV in the corner, a black haired girl sitting on the couch with an elderly lady holding her arm as tears streamed down her face.

He walked in slowly, feeling the eyes on him. "Hi, I'm Grimmjow; I'm a friend of Ichigo." The old lady beckoned him in and he knelt in front of them, seeing the girl favouring her arm.

"I think she'd dislocated her shoulder falling out of bed. I've always said those bunk beds were dangerous. I live next door and little Yuzu came and got me. That poor boy works himself so hard to support these two. I've never seen you before though, have you known him long?"

"We were in school together as kids, and he's in my year now. He called me asking me to take her to hospital if she needed it."

"This is Karin, she's a tough cookie, but I think it would be better if someone looked at it, in case it is dislocated. I don't drive or I would have taken her myself."

"Hey Karin, I'm going to take you to the hospital, Ichigo will meet us there after work alright?" The black haired girl just nodded, her face pale and sweaty with pain. Yuzu helped her into a coat over her jammies, propping the shoulder on the bad arm to save her threading it in. Yuzu pulled her own on before fetching their shoes, putting her sister's on first, before her own. Grimmjow thanked the woman before taking both girls out to the car, helping the injured one in and buckling her seatbelt gently. He hadn't had much experience with young girls and he half wished he'd woken his sister to come with her.

The drive to the emergency department, the girl whimpering at big bumps but thankfully the sleek black car was a smooth drive.

He parked and opened the girl's door, unclicking her belt and going to help her out. She gripped his arm, stopping him for a moment. "You can't tell them he left us alone; we'd get taken into care if they knew we didn't have an adult in the house. Mrs Wyse is nice enough to watch us when Ichi goes to work but I think she thinks he's older than he is, I'm just glad you didn't mention high school."

"Why aren't you in care, I mean he's just a kid too."

Karen got herself out of the car, glaring up at the boy. "He's been looking after us for three years; the care system isn't exactly good at keeping large families together. Yeah people would take Yuzu, she's such a doll, and I would be alright, but a teenager boy wasn't so desirable. So he took us, and we ended up here cause the house is still ours, no rent required."

Grimmjow ushered the girls into the reception, telling them to go and sit down and he'd sign her in, promising to keep their situation to himself. He straightened up, keeping the Mercedes key in sight.

"Hi, I need someone to look at my fiancé's sister."

The claim of family was enough that he wasn't questioned to his connection to the girls, Ichigo's name being in their databases. He claimed he'd been watching the girls when Karin had fallen out of bed and brought her here when she complained it hurt a lot. The girl was seen to given an injection for the pain before they popped her shoulder back into place, making her cry out. Her sister was crying as well and Grimmjow perched on the side of the bed, one arm round each pre-teen, feeling very out of his depth but having to keep it up till he got them home. He was tempted to take them to his house, it being warmer but he didn't want to wrath of his mother on their heads in the morning, or at least later in the morning. He send a text to Ichigo letting him know what had happened, and that she had been taken care of. He also promised he'd stay with them until the orange haired man got home, sending a text to his mum afterwards letting her know he was out with her car and that he'd explain in the morning. He was glad it was a Saturday so she wouldn't need the car for work.

He took one sleepy, bandaged girl to the car, pulling an equally sleepy girl along as well, lifting both into the backseat and strapping them both in. They were asleep before they arrived home, Grimmjow waking them softly before helping them up stairs and into their room. Karin curled up on the bottom bunk with her sister, Grimmjow taking a quick look at the top to see it was lacking a safety rail to keep the occupant in and with a quick feel of the wall and bed frame, he decided to talk to the brother about fixing it.

Grimmjow headed through to the living room, sitting on the sofa and getting comfortable with his jacket still on, snoozing lightly. The bang of the door opening wasn't loud but he wasn't sleeping deeply and he was awake when the boy returned, getting to the living room door in time to see him disappearing into the girl's bedroom. He was on his knees, running a hand over his sisters' heads, pressing a kiss to each of their foreheads before looking round to the door. He stood up and walked to the taller boy, wrapping his arms around the other and pressing his face to his chest. "Thank you."

Grimmjow wrapped his arms around the boy, pressing his face into the orange spikes, inhaling deeply. "I told you, we're friends, I'm here for you."

Ichigo looked up, his eyes shining in the light from the open door. "You didn't have to, especially after what I said to you."

Grimmjow just shook his head, pulling the other out of the room and heading to the living room. Ichigo stopped him, pulling him towards a different room. "Come on, it's late and I'm tired." Grimmjow allowed himself to be pulled to the room, seeing the double bed made up with black and white covers in the dark room. He stopped at the door, his mind confused with the turn of events.

"It's alright, I'll take the couch." Grimmjow made to leave but was stopped by an insistent hand.

"I couldn't pay the heating bill so we got cut off a week ago, its freezing in here. I stand by what I said earlier, and I'm sure you understand better now what I have to deal with. I really don't have time for a boyfriend. It didn't mean I didn't want one. We can keep each other warm."

Grimmjow still hesitated, not sure what was on offer. He was happy to just share the bed with the other, he'd do the same with Nnoitra but if a girl he was interested in offered this, he'd assume there would be more than sleeping happening in the bed. "Sorry, but you have to clarify for me. Just sleep?"

Ichigo surged up, pulling Grimmjow's lips down the inch to his own, clutching the biker jacket in his hands. Grimmjow wrapped his arms around him again, pressing the other to him firmly. Ichigo's hands turned from clutching to pushing, shoving the jacket away so he could grasp at the t-shirt. Grimmjow let go of the other boy long enough to dump the jacket on the floor and return the favour, pushing Ichigo's black military style jacket off. He wrapped his arms around him tightly, lifting him so he didn't have to lean over and Ichigo automatically wrapped his long legs around his waist. Grimmjow groaned into the other's mouth as he felt the firm grip of the lean legs and he walked to the bed, dropping the boy onto his back without letting him go. Grimmjow pulled his mouth off, looking down at the other's face, seeing it flushed. "If I make love to you, you're mine, no matter what you say. Stop me if that's not what you want."

Ichigo covered his face with his hands, groaning but not releasing his legs. "It's not as simple as that Grimm. I want you so much but I can't do this to you, I can't be with you when I barely have time to breathe."

"Oh trust me; I'll be doing lots to you in a moment. Fuck life, I'll babysit your sisters when you are working, we can study together and you can train with me and my team even if you don't play, there: all taken care of and we'd be together." Grimmjow surged down, grinding his length down onto the other, gasping at the feeling of the erection against his own.

Ichigo broke away this time, Grimmjow moving his mouth to sucking on his neck, licking places where he was too vicious. "Really, you'd do all that for me? I didn't even know you were gay before today."

"Me neither."

Ichigo thrust up, pulling the mouth back to him as Grimmjow let out a string of moans. Ichigo scooted backwards, pulling his t-shirt off, revealing the miles of perfection hidden under it. Grimmjow stalked over the bed towards him, Ichigo lying down as he approached. His straight nose traced the abdominal muscles, tongue darting out to lick at a nipple as he reached the chest. When he reached the patch of ink on the right shoulder, he traced the tribal lines, running his tongue up the black ink till he reached his throat again, sinking his teeth in gently. One hand traced up the other side, brushing the nipple ring and drawing a gasp. He moved down to the silver bar, flicking his tongue over it experimentally. He glanced up at his partner, wondering if it felt good, or if it lacked sensation after it was pierced. "Tug on it, gently though. Or suck it into your mouth." Grimmjow followed the instructions, feeling the other arching into him let him know he was doing it right, using his teeth to pull it gently. He returned to the waiting mouth, pulling the other silver bar into his mouth and swirling it round.

Ichigo flipped them, straddling over Grimmjow as he looked down, Grimmjow tracing his body with his eyes. Ichigo just smirked, hauling the maroon t-shirt up and off the other, enjoying the sight of the toned body under him. He lacked the definition in his abdominals that Ichigo had but he'd developed his shoulders more, being naturally broad helped. He had the prominent pelvic v and a hint at a six pack that would deepen as he got older. His skin was smooth, paler than Ichigo's, a creamy colour that the orange haired boy lapped up, pinning his arms to the bed as he moved his sinful mouth all over the exposed skin, the metal ball in his mouth dragging over his muscles. The boy nibbled at the pink nipples, making the other squirm as the sensation hovered between tickly and pleasurable and Ichigo just broke away, grinning to himself.

"Ever had a blow job from someone with a tongue ring?" His smirk just widened as Grimmjow shook his head, leaving his hands at either side of his head even though Ichigo had let him go, long fingers now working on the button fly on his jeans. Ichigo stepped back, feet on the floor as he pulled the denims off, tossing them before pressing his tongue onto the stiff rod under the boxers, Grimmjow feeling the smooth ball even through the fabric. They were quickly discarded and Ichigo pushed Grimm's legs open, giving himself room to settle between the thighs, taking the length into his mouth, running the piercing along the heated skin. Grimmjow did his best not to thrust into the mouth around him, hands now over his face as he came to terms with the sensations below. He'd had blow jobs, ranging from the alright to rubbish but this was intense and more forceful than any girl had been with him before. A wet tongue lapped at his tip, the metal ball passing through his slit making him arch, but he was held down, strong arms pushing at his hips. Ichigo sat higher and took the length down his throat, nose meeting the navy curls at the base as he sucked along the entire length. He popped off the dick, using a hand to stroke it as he took a chance to look down at his lover's reaction. Grimmjow was sure he was looking mildly terrible as he writhed under the other's ministrations but Ichigo just looked at him like he was something to eat, returning to sucking on his dick like a straw. A long fingered hand started stroking and fondling his balls, one finger teasing at the skin just behind every now and again, making the boy reach his end, doing everything he could to not sink his fingers into the orange hair and hold his head still, fucking his face. Ichigo lapped at the softening member as he gently placed it down, smug grin on his face. He lay down next to the Grimmjow, leaning on one hand as the other lay on Grimm's chest.

"That was intense." The other just grinned in response.

"Were you serious when you said you didn't know you were gay?"

"Yeah, the morning I woke up with wood after dreaming about you kinda gave me a hint though."

Ichigo grinned. "You had a dirty dream about me? How did reality compare to your dream?"

Grimmjow pulled him in, going to show him but Ichigo pulled away, ducking his head before the other could press their lips together. "Hey, you don't want to kiss me just now, especially if you've never tasted cum before, your own doesn't seem to be great at any time. It is a bit of an acquired taste."

"Is it bad?"

Ichigo looked up at him, the dark liner around his eyes making them seem brighter in the low light. "Do you see me complaining? You were quite sweet, and I'd definitely have more." Ichigo pressed open mouthed kisses to his neck, Grimmjow turning his head to give him more access.

"Can I try it? I mean I've never done it before but you'll keep me right?"

Ichigo just raised his eyebrow, popping the button on his skin tight black jeans, starting to peel them off before Grimmjow rolled him, yanking off the material, and the tight boxers afterwards. He hesitated after that, being face to face with a set of cock and balls at four in the morning was not how he thought he'd be spending his Saturday. He felt he wanted to return the favour, the sensation he'd felt had been so intense he wanted to see the other in a similar state. Ichigo spread his legs, using his hands to pull on himself and fondle his balls in the view of the other. "Just take it into your mouth, don't use your teeth but run your tongue where it can go. It's more natural than you'd think."

Grimmjow just nodded, bringing himself up so he had better access. A long smooth cock lay out on Ichigo's hard stomach, a tight patch of dark orange hair at its base, a thin trail heading to his belly button. His balls were pulled up against his body, showing his excitement. Grimmjow took the other in his hand, stroking it like he would his own. It was weird though, not having the secondary sensation of the grip to let him know when it felt good. He pumped it a few times, seeing Ichigo settle down and enjoy the feeling. The foreskin pulled back, showing the blood filled head and he swept his tongue over it, drawing back frowning as he tasted a man for the first time. It was a heavy taste, kind of bitter but not disgusting. He licked again before taking the tip in his mouth and sucking. Feeling the boy under him arch off the bed spurred him on and he sank lower, bobbing his head. He was taking about half the dick in his mouth, using his hand on the lower end as he worked the other to his end. When he heard his name rattling out of the other's mouth, voice fogged with need, he felt a stirring below and knew he was getting excited again. He used his other hand to stroke at the soft skin on the sacks, another unusual sensation and he was very careful, knowing how sensitive they were. He saw a plus point of having a male lover; they knew where to be gentle and where you could take a bit more. He didn't have the confidence to investigate any further south, knowing he'd have to eventually, if he was going to top.

"Grimmjow, I'm going to cum, pull off and just use your hand." Ichigo pulled at the blue hair, making the man release him, even if he didn't want to. Honestly Grimmjow was unsure about swallowing, but he'd have given it a go. A couple of strokes were all it took to make Ichigo spurt out streams of white ribbons onto his chest and stomach. He lay still for a moment, grin in place as he enjoyed his afterglow. Grimmjow was looking down at the fluid, having traces of it on his hand and he took a lick, wanting to taste him properly. The bitter taste was stronger, the liquid very thick and sticky but again it wasn't awful.

Grimmjow crawled up, lying next to the other, cupping his face. "Well? Did I pass?"

Ichigo just grinned, pressing a kiss to his forehead. The orange haired boy wriggled over to his bedside table, pulling out a pack of baby wipes and cleaning himself up. He passed one to Grimmjow to clean his hands before he slung his sleep trousers on, waiting for the other to pull his underwear back on before they went to the toilet. Ichigo warned Grimmjow that there was no hot water as he brushed his teeth, leaving the boy to use the toilet as he returned to his room. Grimmjow joined him a moment later, making him yelp as the large, cold hands came into contact with his hard chest.

"Put them on your own body till they warm up please."

"Nope, you promised to warm me remember." Grimmjow just pulled the other closer, feeling the goose bumps on his skin. "How long have you been living like this? Not able to afford to keep the house running?"

"Two years? We moved here when we couldn't afford rent on my wages. This place is free to us after the insurance paid off but it's a drafty place. The girls get to use the neighbour's shower, Mrs Wyse is good to us but I can't go over like them. I have to just grit my teeth." Ichigo was smiling as he spoke but Grimmjow didn't find it particularly funny.

"Is that why you don't eat lunch?"

Ichigo's smile dropped. "Yeah, that's the only reason I accepted Nnoitra's challenge, I was starving. Got to feed the girls first, they're still too young to do without."

"So are you, and with the kind of muscle tone you've got, you don't exactly have fat to burn. Are you going to be too proud to let me help you properly?"

"Depends, I don't need charity."

"Thought so. It's not charity. It's love."

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