Chapter 11: I'm so screwed.

"For the love of everything holy! Why the hell are you going to Ichigo's again?!" Grimmjow groaned for what felt like the umpteenth time as he parked his car and glared at the annoyance in the passenger's seat.

"I was invited." Ulquiorra said simply as he stared at his cousin with that aggravating blank stare that makes Grimmjow want to wring his scrawny little neck.

"Yeah I get that but couldn't you like I don't know, say no like you usually do?! I mean since when did you say yes to dinner with regular trashy humans that are beneath you?" Grimmjow mocked making his voice go higher in a poor imitation of Ulquiorra's speech.

Grimmjow was just...pissed. Ulquiorra could, and always does, embarrass him beyond return.

"Do not say that. I was merely being polite. Besides you told me you had nothing to do this evening when I asked but as soon as I said I was invited for an evening with the Kurosakis you practically fell off your couch yelling at me to wait up that you're going to accompany me...Why is that Grimmjow?" Ulquiorra asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.

Grimmjow clicked his tongue as he blushed lightly. "I...They make really good food." Was Grimmjow's great response.

"Okay. I'll pretend I believe that obvious cover up. Even though I know it has something to do with your odd interest with the younger Kurosaki." Ulquiorra said with a sigh casually.

"Shut up you fucking emo! You don't get it! He's...there's something about him. Something...different." Grimmjow muttered as the anger drained away from him for a while. There was just something about Ichigo, something that he didn't understand but he really wanted to.

"I believe I have the same problem with Mr. Kurosaki. These brothers...they sure are strange." Ulquiorra muttered wistfully, thoughts of Shiro running through his mind, trying to piece together what made the man tick.

Grimmjow then sighed loudly as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Might as well get this over with. Just don't talk to Ichigo or I swear I'll murder you." Grimmjow threatens.

"That'd be slightly impossible considering you've never even beaten me in our sparring sessions even once." Ulquiorra replied smartly before stepping out of the car, leaving Grimmjow and heading for the door.

Grimmjow growled in anger but did the same, wondering what awaited them behind that familiar door.

I wonder...will he play for me again? I...miss his music

"Sorry guys. We're almost done with the food so just sit down and relax." Ichigo said as he led the guests to the stools in the kitchen that were placed in front of a huge island that was obviously where they were going to be eating.

Ichigo was wearing a pair of sweatpants that hung low on his almost, almost, feminine hips and a big jumper that looked stained with sauces and cheese. His hair looked beyond disheveled and he was wearing socks, one having a hole.

Grimmjow thought he was breathtaking. He didn't know where the thought had come from but it never left his mind that evening.

"How's it looking Shiro?" Ichigo asked as he left the two to look over his pesto lasagna in the oven. It was just getting brown around the middle and the cheese had melted beautifully.

"The pasta a la meatballs should be ready in two minutes. Ichigo your idea of adding that spice to the zuppa di vologne was genius. It tastes so good!" Shiro gushed as both brothers got to work, Grommjow and Ulquiorra looking at them with interested eyes as the two worked away.

Shiro was in a pair of navy blue yoga pants that shaped out his muscular legs perfectly. He had the strong and firm legs of an Olympic swimmer. He also had on a simple white T-shirt with an apron over it that said 'Kiss this sexy cook'. He was barefoot which let Ulquiorra see the black nails on Shiro's feet and his long hair was plaited into a messy braid. He noticed Ulquiorra staring at him so he sent the other a friendly over the shoulder smile and Ulquiorra felt his chest organ beat frantically.

Ulquiorra thought Shiro was a beautiful creature. The thought confused him but it never did leave his mind for a long time.

"Zuppa di vologne? Clam soup I do believe?" Ulquiorra asked from his seat behind the island, mentally congratulating himself for not sounding as breathless as he felt

Ichigo and Shiro turned at the same time with the similar 'hmm?' expressions and then they smiled at the same time. Grimmjow just couldn't shake off the feeling that they could be twins.

"Yep. Why Ulquiorra do you speak Italian?" Shiro asked as he brought out the lasagna and placed it on the table before going back to stirring the soup, a small smile on his face though his fists were shaking to punch Grimmjow so hard that he'd lose teeth. He was still pissed about the other day.

"I am fluent in ten different languages and yes, Italian would be one of them as well as English, Mandarin, Latin and Greek." Ulquiorra states like he was auditioning for most perfect guy on the planet. Grimmjow rolled his eyes thinking his cousin was just showing off as per usual.

Ichigo's eyes sparkled as he looked at Ulquiorra with what looked like...admiration? Grimmjow had to stop short at the way his Berry was paying more attention to Ulquiorra than him.

"Really?! That's so cool! Have you been to Greece?! Oh or China?! Always wanted to go there! If you did go there did you see the Great Wall?!" Ichigo looked at Ulquiorra, with an excited spark in his eyes and a beaming smile. The smile did things to Grimmjow's heart, it made him want to smile and frown at the same time. Ichigo looked soo cute and excited and it was all for his kiss up of a cousin.

Didn't I tell the bastard to not talk to Ichigo? Grimmjow was feeling that odd emotion he felt every time he saw Ichigo with some guy or girl or...Shuuhei for too long. It made him want to hurt someone. Most of the time he thought it meant he wanted to hurt Ichigo but that was obviously far from the truth.

"Why yes. I have visited those two countries but I've been too busy with work to actually enjoy the scenery." Ulquiorra asked, as composed as ever, though on the inside he felt slightly overwhelmed at how...adorable the younger Kurosaki looked at that moment. Like the cute baby brother that's always happy to see you. He could understand slightly why Shiro is so taken by his brother.

"Don't get too close now Ichigo. It's rude." Shiro said with a light chuckle as he carried four bowls of soup easily, two on each arm. He served them in front of each seat respectively. Ulquiorra was awed at his obvious serving skills. It's like he's done this before...was he a waiter? No then I should've seen that on his file. Hmm.

"Oh...Sorry. I've just always dreamed of travelling the world. See everything this planet's got to offer." Ichigo said looking out the kitchen window after placing the lasagna on the table, a wistful smile on his face as he took his seat which was in front of Grimmjow. Grimmjow stared at Ichigo's face. The orange headed teenager looked so relaxed at that moment.

"What are you gonna do when you've seen it all?" Grimmjow asked, his voice being heard for the first time since he entered the house. Ichigo looked up at him, slightly taken off guard by the question but then he grinned cheekily, a Shiro kinda grin. "Find an even better dream. What else?" Ichigo answered in a duh tone and it made Shiro smile sadly. He wasn't sure what he was doing was enough to help his brother achieve his dream, there was also a part of him, a very selfish part, that didn't want to let his brother go. He was his whole life, the anchor keeping him floating on calm waters. He felt like if Ichigo left...he'd sink but his bother's happiness comes before his own.

Ulquiorra observed Shiro's reaction closely. He seems distraught. Maybe he doesn't want his brother to go.

"Tsk. Typical of ya. You just can't stay in one place can ya?" Grimmjow asked teasingly with a smirk on his face. He was happy to finally have a topic to talk to Ichigo about that brought that smile on his face beside his brother and music. The smile calmed him down and he liked being relax.

"Shut up. At least I've got dreams." Ichigo yells indignantly. Grimmjow grinned at finding a new way to tease him. "Dreams? What are ya? Some Disney princess? Want me to brush your flowing locks Rapunzel?"

Ichigo had the urge to just throw his soup on Grimmjow but before he could finish the thought Shiro had served a plate of spaghetti and meatballs in front of him. "Now Ichigo. No violence in my kitchen unless I permit and I'm way too tired to laugh my ass off as I watch you kick Grimmjow's ass in my kitchen so save it for tomorrow when I have time to join in." Shiro said sending Grimmjow a cold smile that made him feel like he was looking at Death itself.

"Y-you're still pissed with me aren't you?" Grimmjow asked shyly as Shiro served his own pasta. The food Shiro and Ichigo made always made Grimmjow want to go on a food frenzy and have a food coma, not giving a shit about his strict workout regime.

Shiro's smile seemed to have gotten even colder. "I want to open up your insides with my bare hands but I wouldn't because I actually resect Ulquiorra and Ichigo is my baby that would be pissed with me if I did but just know this..." Shiro started, his voice sickly sweet but also sounded slightly...off, like he was under water, then the smile vanished and was replaced with a glare cold enough to freeze hell over. The look actually sent a cold chill down Ulquiorra's back, and if he admitted it to himself, the look also turned him on a little.

Shiro leaned down, his palm on the island in front of Grimmjow, his nose was so close it could've touched Grimmjow's if any of them moved but Grimmjow was too scared to even breath. Shiro was one scary son of a bitch.

"I fucking dare you to hurt my brother like that again. I will not hold back. You will die by my hands and trust me, it won't be quick." Shiro threatened, his smile returning at the end but it was a different smile. It was the smile of a cold blooded killer, no, more like someone that kills so as not to be killed, without any remorse. Grimmjow knows that smile. It was the one he had on his face when he fights. Shiro...had done something...Grimmjow could finally see since he could look into Shiro's badass eyes for once, there was something that haunts Shiro. Ichigo also had that haunted look in his eyes sometimes. What happened to you guys? What were your lives before here? I want to know so bad and waiting to find out is killing me.

"Shiro...calm down." Ichigo told his brother softly as he placed his hand gently on top of his older brother's white hand, giving him a gentle squeeze. Shiro chuckled darkly but did as his brother said before walking to the fridge then got out four cans of beer (three for him and one for Ulquiorra if he was interested), a pack of soda for the kids and apple juice in case anyone wanted some. He placed the drinks in the middle of the silent island. Ichigo sighed and decided to get everyone's cutlery and glasses, the cousins sitting down not lifting finger to help for it wasn't something they did. Once everyone was seated in their respectful seats, they all said thanks for the meal and started eating their food in an awkward silence that only Grimmjow and Ichigo felt for Ulquiorra didn't really care about what happened before and Shiro was to busy enjoying his baby brother's perfect lasagna.

"Hmm. This is a rather delicious meal. I especially love the lasagna. You have a talent Ichigo-san." Ulquiorra said as he took mannerly bites of said lasagna.

Ichigo smiled bashfully as he scratched the back of his head shyly, a slight blush on his face. "Really? It's no big deal and Nii-san did most of the work. Plus it's...just a family recipe." Ichigo was and would forever be, a very modest guy.

"Ichiiiiigooooo!~" Grimmjow groaned, his mouth full of most of the lasagna, his eyes sparkling in happiness and a happy glow on his face.

Ichigo stopped short and took secret deep breaths. The way Grimmjow groaned his name...it went straight down to his lower regions. Stop it penis! He's not like that to you and you're not like that to him. You're not even his friend for Kami's sake! So deflate I say! Deflate!

Ichigo's not as oblivious as most would think. He just avoids everything that would inconvenience him greatly. Like his attraction to Grimmjow. That especially is a massive inconvenience. He's known Grimmjow was sexy and oh him being just his type made things harder. He feels something for Grimmjow but he'd never act on it. When they say first impressions are everything they ain't kidding.

"What?" Ichigo snaps, not really intending to but sexual frustration would do that to a guy.

Grimmjow, on the other hand, didn't seem to notice Ichigo's foul mood and was beaming widely as he swallowed a mouthful of the soup, the lasagna still in his mouth. Shiro and Ulquiorra were more than a little disgusted while Ichigo just shrugged it off for he was used to it.

"It's sooooo good!~ Ya make the best fucking food Berry! You too Shiro! Best fucking pasta I've ever had! Damn can I just live with you guys?" Grimmjow gushed, finally swallowing the lasagna, slightly sad that it was all gone. His face was stained with tomato sauce and some clam soup.

Shiro couldn't help but laugh. He was still pissed off at Grimmjow, a little, but there's no way he couldn't think how cute the kid looked at that moment. He looked like a happy but messy child that just had had his favourite food.

"Yes. I must agree. Your cooking is even more exceptional than our cook's. Would you mind if I hired you?" Ulquiorra asked, completely serious.

Shiro and Ichigo laughed like he was joking but he really wasn't. "I'm serious." Ulquiorra told them because he had a feeling they thought he was joking.

"Thanks L-quiorra but I already got a job and it takes up most of my time. Plus my boss would kill me if I slacked off more than I already do." Shiro said with a teasing smirk before taking a gulp of his beer.

Ulquiorra rose an eyebrow as he took a spoon of his soup. "You've made a valid point there Mr. Kurosaki. Might I suggest then that you could at least make me lunch one in a while." Ulquiorra boldly asked. Just going in for the kill because he genuinely did love Shiro's cooking.

Shiro looked surprised before a shy smile graced his lips, a slight pink hue on his face. "Sure thing. What would I get as payment though? My services don't come cheap y'know?" The shy smile unconsciously turned flirtatious as he leaned closer to Ulquiorra on the table, the other not minding it one bit. The way he said services sent chills up Ulquiorra's spine and he had to quietly take a big gulp.

"What do you have in mind?" Ulquiorra asked in his usual cold tone but his eyes felt slightly droopy when he felt Shiro's air hit his face. What is wrong with me? Am I tired?

Shiro grinned cheekily. "A kiss duh. I get one from Starrk every time I give him a piece of my lunch. *Sigh* If only that man wasn't already spoken for." And just like that, the heavy atmosphere and the dazed feeling Ulquiorra was feeling, both shattered horribly like broken glass.

"Wait? You make Starrk k-kiss you?! That is so wrong! He's like...40 or something! And married! HAHAHAHA! You're something else Shiro." Grimmjow laughed, forgetting that he was joking with the same man that had threatened to kill him, the food in his mouth showing horribly. One would think that someone coming from such high class living would have better manners but no, Grimmjow just has to be the missing link.

"I can't help being so tempting. I mean look at me. So what if Starrk is old? He's sexy enough to rock my world. Hey maybe next time I see him I'll call him daddy! HAH! He'd be so fucking embarrassed he'd actually stay awake through half of his working hours!" Both Shiro and Grimmjow laughed loudly at that.

Ulquiorra had his fist clenched under the table while he looked just as cool as ever in the presence of everyone else. He...he didn't understand. Why...why was he feeling the urge to...to beat Starrk to a bloody pulp? Starrk was a man he admired greatly so why would he feel such...such rage towards the other? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? Am I sick? Am I dying? My heart...it's beating. Too fast. Too fast. Shiro said he wants me to kiss him...okay. Starrk kissed Shiro? Was it on the lips? The beating is calm now but...it hurts. What is this pain? Make it stop. Stop. STOP IT NOW!

"Hey Ulquiorra?" Shiro's voice snapped him out of his mind before he could slip into his subconscious. He hadn't done so or felt like he was going to since he was ten years old.

"I must say, thanks for coming. You're a good friend and I'm glad I met you." Shiro said randomly as he gave Ulquiorra a fake happy smile. He was glad he met Ulquiorra, extremely so but meeting the man is affecting his heart and it was troubling him.

"It's a pleasure. There's amazing food and good company. I am honoured to have even been invited." And just like that, Ulquiorra calmed down. Shiro's voice was all it took to calm him down.

Ichigo observed them, especially his brother. He noticed it almost as soon as Shiro's and Ulquiorra's eyes met. There's an attraction there. A strong one. He can tell that Shiro notices it. The way Shiro had tried to be as close to Ulquiorra as he could without being noticed was a dead giveaway. What made Ichigo scowl in thought was Ulquiorra. The man hid his emotions too well, there was a wall Ichigo couldn't see through so he wasn't sure what the other was feeling exactly for Shiro but he could still tell there was something. He wanted his brother to finally think about his own happiness and he thought that maybe finding someone to be there for him could be a start.

The problem was, he wasn't sure if that someone could even be Ulquiorra.

They had just finished a movie, The Jungle Book, which was oddly enough Grimmjow's pick.

He liked the badass panther.

Ichigo had slept off with a blanket around him, in between Grimmjow and Shiro on the huge but old couch in their living room, his head on Grimmjow's shoulder with his nose grazing Grimmjow's neck every time he moved, his arm was also looped with his brother's. Ulquiorra was also asleep. He had wrapped himself completely on Shiro's other arm, his serene face on Shiro's shoulder as he snores lightly, his left leg over Shiro's lap as he slept like a baby.

Shiro and Grimmjow. Had. Blue. Balls.

"Oh what the actual fuck." They both whispered to themselves with bright blushes on their faces. Ichigo's cold breath on Grimmjow's neck was making Grimmjow's dick twitch nervously. Ulquiorra moved his leg closer to Shiro's groin, his knee rubbing against it for a while before he moved it but the damage has already been done. Shiro was rock hard.

"This is fucking torture." Shiro whispered as he looked down at the face of Ulquiorra, smiling softly at how cute he looked in his sleep. A strand of Ulquiorra's black hair fell in front of his face making the raven's nose twitch cutely. Shiro wanted to move that hair strand for him but he didn't want to disturb Ichigo. Unlike Grimmjow, he was truly trapped.

"Is Ichigo this clingy when he's asleep?" Grimmjow growled silently, his voice laced with frustration and irritation. Shiro wanted to glare at him for making fun of his brother but then he noticed how Grimmjow used his other hand to adjust Ichigo's head to make sure he was comfortable. He instead sent him a suspicious stare which turned into a slight yelp when Ulquiorra's knee rubbed his groin a couple of times.

"H-he never liked s-sleeping alone." Shiro mumbled nervously. He moved slightly but then stopped when Ulquiorra whined like a child in his sleep but then stopped when Shiro stayed still. He mumbled something in his sleep before letting out a very loud snort that made both Shiro and Grimmjow laugh silently.

"He's too fucking cute." Shiro mumbled as he stared at Ulquiorra's sleeping face. Grimmjow watched the way Ichigo's brother stared at his cousin slash...brother.

"Hey. Ya wanna fuck my cousin?" Grimmjow's whispered and blunt question made Shiro stiffen.

He slowly turned to face Grimmjow with a look of slight panic. "What the shit?! Don't say it like that! I...He's attractive." Shiro started strong but ended with a light blush on his cheeks.

Grimmjow felt bad for the guy. "I feel bad for you." Grimmjow sighed quietly as he unconsciously squeezed Ichigo's hand that had grasped his gently.

Shiro looked at Grimmjow questionably. "Why?" Shiro asked as he wrapped his arm, the one that Ulquiorra had finally let go of, around the raven's shoulders, completely unaware of what he was doing. Ulquiorra snuggled into Shiro's chest while fisting his shirt.

The two awake men were completely unaware of how gentle and loving they were being with the guys they were holding. They had no idea that they were acting that way because it felt almost...second nature. Like when one unconsciously screams shooting star when they see one. It's just something that one lets happen, not even sure when they started doing it.

"Ulquiorra doesn't do feelings. He's actually had sex with a lot of guys. I, sadly, have to hear his fun little nights. There were some guys that tried getting him to date them but that just ended with Ulquiorra hurting them beyond comprehension. I had to kick the asses of a couple of guys that became too violent. Ulquiorra's a pain in the ass that hates me on good days but no matter what he says he's my brother so I will look out for him. He doesn't feel. He locked his emotions a long time ago. He doesn't even understand friendship for fucks sake. He'll hurt you. That is a fact." Grimmjow told him as he gently carried Ichigo. He smiled down at Ichigo as the orange headed boy snuggled close to him for warmth.

Shiro thought over what Grimmjow said as he lifted Ulquiorra as well, being careful with how he held him. Grimmjow's words did make his heart clench because he honestly could see himself...falling for Ulquiorra. The guy just...he just...his fucking eyes!

"Doesn't matter anyways. Ichigo's more important." Shiro muttered as he looked at Ulquiorra with a pained expression.

"Ichigo has said, time and time again, that all he wants is for you is to be happy. Stop worrying about him. I'll...My friends and I are here for him." Grimmjow said, quickly covering up his unconscious almost mistake.

"Hmm." Shiro hummed as they started walking towards the stairs, heading for the rooms. Shiro headed for his while Grimmjow headed for Ichigo's but then Shiro said something that nearly made Grimmjow want to have a panic attack of his own.

"You know anyone with eyes can tell you're attracted to my brother?" Shiro said casually as he stood beside Grimmjow, looking at his face to gauge out a reaction. He nearly made had a 'hmm interesting' moment when he saw the wide eyed shock on his face. It was that look a kid would have when they were caught stealing from a cookie jar.

"W-what are you talking about?" Grimmjow asked as his shocked expression turned into one of anger. Shiro concluded that his defense for situations he doesn't understand is anger.

"You like Ichigo. That much is obvious. Though from what I've seen you don't even know. You say Ulquiorra shut out all his emotions but I think you're guilty of that too if you can't even tell when you're interested in someone. Oh and even if you realize your feelings, you'd probably never get my blessing. Okay. Night." Shiro said before entering his room which was right beside Ichigo's, he felt like he should stay with Ichigo that night in case of nightmares but then Grimmjow's there. He trusted the guy as far as he could toss a plane but he could tell he cared for Ichigo. It was killing him mentally and emotionally not being there for Ichigo but Grimmjow's comment on what Ichigo wanted for him made him hesitate.

Grimmjow looked down at the sleeping Ichigo as he entered the boy's room. What the hell was he on about? Me? Into Ichigo? How's that even possible?! Grimmjow thought as he placed Ichigo on his bed and tucked him in gently as he battled on with his thoughts, not even noticing that Ichigo had woken up as he tucked him in.

I mean he's attractive sure. I'd definitely fuck that ass with a bright smile on my face but...dating? How do you even date? I've never done it that's for sure. I wonder...WAIT! Stop right there brain! Dating is not something for me! Hello. Fuck. Get out. That's how it goes...Not like Ichigo would even be interested anyways-

"Wow. You sure are thinking really hard about something." Ichigo's sleepy voice snapped him out of his mind. When he realized that he was leaning dangerously close to Ichigo's face he blushed scarlet then slowly moved to sit on the edge of the bed. He wanted to look away from Ichigo's sleepy face. The look was slightly funny because Ichigo looked stoned but it was also intense, like he was seeing something on Grimmjow that not even he could see.

Grimmjow got up to get the futon from the closet but Ichigo stopped him by grabbing his wrist. Grimmjow looked at him, his expression looking irritated though he was just trying to control his blush. He became hyperaware of physical contact with Ichigo after Shiro's words.

"I...I'm...sorry but uhm.." Ichigo started off looking down at the bed sheets so Grimmjow wouldn't see the tears forming in his eyes, even though it was dark in hi room Grimmjow had eyes of a cat.

Ichigo didn't just wake up because Grimmjow moved him. The nightmares had started. He saw his face. He saw his gun. He saw it aimed for his brother. He started shaking as the images kept coming back but Grimmjow hadn't noticed yet.

"Oi! Spit it out." Grimmjow growled impatiently but then scowled in thought when he noticed the way Kurosaki had flinched visibly when the volume of his voice increased.

"Sorry...sorry...sorry..." Ichigo whispered over and over again repeatedly, his voice sounding broken and Grimmjow could feel that pain in his chest he felt when Ichigo had his breakdown.

Grimmjow sighed loudly in exasperation before seating back on the bed but closer to Ichigo. Ichigo still held unto his wrist.

"What's wrong Kurosaki?" Grimmjow asked still sounding annoyed but he had no idea what other way to speak.

"P-please...don't...l-lea..." Ichigo couldn't finish his words for his tears were falling rapidly because he could see his family being brutally murdered in his mind. He knew that the gruesome images were all in his mind. He knew it. That didn't stop him from shaking in fear and pain.

Ichigo stopped crying because he was surprised to feel Grimmjow's hand gently running his hand through his hair. "Talk to me." Grimmjow said, annoyed that Ichig was sounding so weak because he of all people knew how strong Ichigo was. Probably the strongest guy he knew and he knew Kenpachi.

"Th-they wouldn't st-stop. I...I get scared." Ichigo whispered brokenly and Grimmjow literally felt his heart break when Ichigo said he was scared. Don't be scared...I'm here.

Ichigo clenched his eyes feeling unbelievably stupid for admitting that to Grimmjow. He was waiting for the other to burst out laughing at him but was then again surprised when he felt a thumb and forefinger gently tilt his chin up, making him stare at glowing cyan blue eyes that looked like they belonged to some wild cat.

"Why the fuck are you scared? I'm here aren't I?" Grimmjow said, with an irritated click of his tongue that radiated anger but the gentle way he held Ichigo's chin made the orange headed teenager know that there wasn't any real anger.

Ichigo couldn't help but smile through his tears. You're really a good person aren't you Grimmjow? Why do you always hide it?

"True but what exactly can you do?" Ichigo teased quietly as he wiped his tears.

Grimmjow tsked before pulling Ichigo in for a shocking hug. Ichigo looked at Grimmjow's back with wide eyes. "I can be here with you. In case you have any more nightmares." Grimmjow told Ichigo softly, a hand on the other's waist and another in the orange locks.

"H-how did you-" Ichigo got cut off.

"I have painful memories too. You commoners aren't the only ones." Grimmjow sighed out with a light tease to cheer Ichigo up.

Some emotion took over Ichigo and he couldn't help but hug Grimmjow back as tight as possible, the act making him sit on Grimmjow's lap with his legs wrapped around his waist. Nobody, except Shiro, not even Shinji, has ever helped him though his nightmares and here Grimmjow was, someone that he thought he was supposed to hate, holding him as he cried like a newborn.

"Why?" Ichigo asked in a watery voice as he held in a new onslaught of tears.

"I know we started on the wrong foot but...I actually think of you as a friend. Even though I put you in a pretty sick situation you...you were still so nice to me. Not a lot of people I know are genuinely that kind hearted. I get it if you don't see me as a friend but-"

"You're my best fr-friend!" Ichigo suddenly yelled as he cried on Grimmjow's shoulder.

Grimmjow stared at the back of Ichigo's head with wide eyes of shock before his expression turned to a soft yet sad smile. His heart was beating wildly. His palms felt sweaty and he had the unnatural urge to...to just kiss Ichigo. He let his mind free when what Shiro had told him passed through his mind.

He also wanted to help Ichigo for he could tell that he was completely broken and he wanted to piece him back together. He thought of how...beautiful Ichigo was. He was broken but still a work of art. He was feisty, funny, an amazing cook, a talented musician, an annoying nag, a loud yeller, acts like a fucking mother, laughs at all his jokes even though he tries to hide it, smart, fun to tease, a prankster by heart, doesn't judge, kind and...his eyes.

Huh...well who would 'a thought? I actually like the fucker.

"You're still my slave though so don't get any ideas, best friend." Grimmjow teased making Ichigo burst out laughing which brought a wide grin on Grimmjow's face at the sound of the most musical laugh he had ever heard.

"You sadistic bastard." Ichigo said through his laugh, unware of the intense stare Grimmjow was giving him.

Yeah...I'm so screwed.

Here's the update! Whoo! Almost missed the deadline for a moment!

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