Chapter 19: You Fucking Smart-Ass.

Back at the home of the Kurosaki brothers, Grimmjow had just gotten to Ichigo's house, standing on the porch while he nervously shifted from foot to foot. He was there for their second date while their 'brothers' went on their first.

It was kinda...weird. Their brothers dating each other when they themselves were dating but frankly Grimmjow didn't care as long as Shiro got that stick out of his cousin's ass...which would involve replacing it with something else and-

Stop! BRAIN JUST STOP! Gahd!

"Why are you just standing there glaring at your feet?' The sound of Ichigo's voice made Grimmjow jump slightly. He hadn't even heard the other open the door.

He looked up and nearly drooled there in front of his soon-to-be boyfriend. Lover. Partner...Something more.

Ichigo stood there leaning casually against the post of the front door wearing one of Grimmjow's shirts that he had left around there in Ichigo's house as well as just boxers showing off his beautifully tanned and strong legs. His hair seemed wet so he had just gotten out of the shower. Again, Grimmjow just couldn't get over how this guy could possibly be his.

"Are you going to just stand there and stare or are you going to come inside and kiss me?" Ichigo asked with a raised eyebrow before he turned and walked back inside with Grimmjow following, like a lovesick puppy following his beloved master but at that point Grimmjow could barely pretend to care.

Immediately Ichigo closed and locked the door, Grimmjow had him pinned him to it as he kissed him intensely. He cradled the back of Ichigo's head as he nibbled on Ichigo's lower lip and sucked on it, feeling a kind of addictive thrill when Ichigo let out a low moan and kissed him back with as much vigor. They both pulled away when they noticed how heated it was getting. Grimmjow, for once in his life, wanted to take it slow and enjoy the ride while Ichigo just wanted to be careful considering Grimmjow's status as a playboy.

"So...movies?" Grimmjow breathed out, his lips still on Ichigo's. He stole some kisses not being to get over the minty taste of Ichigo's lips.

At the mention of the movies, Ichigo graced him with a brilliant smile and led him by his hand to the living room where there were a bunch of movies lying around on the floor in front of their flat screen TV.

Ichigo flopped right in front of them with the most adorable smile Grimmjow had ever seen.

"So we've got quite a lot here. There's Shiro's Disney classics. There's my Die Hard and Fast & Furious. Oh what about The Three Stooges?!" Ichigo asked excitedly as he pulled out the movie to show Grimmjow with a look of childish excitement.

Grimmjow couldn't contain the small laugh that got out of his lips as he sat on the couch in front of the television. He couldn't understand how anyone could be that excited to watch a movie, The Three Stooges for that matter.

"Whatever you want Berry." Grimmjow answered simply with a shrug but the smile on his face was nearly permanent.

Ichigo was glowing as he put the DVD into the player which made Grimmjow raise his eyebrows in question, just realizing that they were DVDs. Netflix exists for a reason. He could still download it as well so why a DVD? Talk about old fashioned.

Ichigo excitedly jumped on the couch, nearly making Grimmjow fall off his own seat, then Ichigo shot up again like someone just put his hand in boiling water.

"I forgot the snacks!" He yelled as he scurried to the kitchen.

Grimmjow sighed as he slumped on the couch. How did I get stuck with a guy with more energy than Nel? He chuckled at his thoughts. Figures. I'd like someone she'd adore.

Ichigo scurried back with the snacks, making Grimmjow look at him in surprise because he was balancing a big bowl of popcorn on his right arm, a bowl of some kind of super nachos on his left, a pack of beer under his right armpit and a bowl of tiny chocolate covered...somethings on his head.

Ichigo never eats that much so that meant that he made it all for Grimmjow. For some reason, Grimmjow wanted to cuddle Ichigo forever.

"Help...please." Ichigo asked in a small voice like if he made it go higher his balance would be thrown off. Grimmjow snickered as he got off his seat and placed the bowl of chocolate covered...Bananas. Those look like bananas. Can't be sure, and beer on the coffee table.

"What the hell is all this?" Grimmjow just had to ask as he helped Ichigo with the super nachos.

Ichigo looked up at him after he had placed the bowl of the homemade caramel popcorn on the coffee table. He stood up straight as he smiled up at Grimmjow shyly.

"Well uh this is your surprise! So SURPRISE! You said you loved my cooking so I made you a movie night feast. Oh I should've asked if you're allergic to anything." Ichigo frowned as he realized his blunder.

Grimmjow groaned under his breath making Ichigo look at him and ask what was wrong. "I seriously do not deserve you." Grimmjow told him meaning it completely. After what he did to Ichigo he knew he didn't deserve the kind of feeling he gets when he's around Ichigo. I thought Karma was a thing. Why ain't that bitch coming back for me?

Ichigo gave him a cheeky grin, obviously not knowing the reason behind Grimmjow's words. "Careful there Jaegerjaquez. I almost thought you were going soft on me." Ichigo teased as he turned, sat on the couch where there was a huge blanket which he wrapped himself in then he grabbed the remote for the DVD player and he patted the couch so that Grimmjow would sit beside him.

Grimmjow did as told but he made sure he sat extremely close to his Berry, wrapping his arm around his shoulders while Ichigo shared the blanket with Grimmjow and placed his head on Grimmjow's shoulder as he pulled his legs up.

Grimmjow placed his head on Ichigo's as his date played the outrageous movie, that childish excitement coming back and Grimmjow could and would never complain about it. The little amount of innocence was something Grimmjow would cherish.

Through out the movie Ichigo was laughing none stop, his tanned face turning red. Moe made him nearly fall out of the couch while Curly had him heaving and then Larry made him make this weird wheezing sound that had Grimmjow laughing himself.

Grimmjow couldn't take his eyes off him, the movie just seemed like background noise. Most people would take a look at Ichigo, laughing as he drank beer and popcorn making the food and drink splutter everywhere and think that he was being disgusting, hell more than half of his school would outright call him a barbarian, but Grimmjow? Everything in his being would agree that Ichigo was the most perfect person he had ever met.

"I think I love you." Grimmjow had said just as Ichigo started another round of laughter, meaning he didn't hear him. Grimmjow's eyes widened. He blinked then again and again. Suddenly, he was filled with panic.

What the fuck? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKING HELL?! LOVE?! No! No! No! FUCK NO! It has...What? Do I? Grimmjow took another look at the oblivious orange head just at the same time Ichigo turned to look at him with wide eyes filled with happiness and puffed up cheeks filled with popcorn making him look like some weird rodent.

I fucking do. I love Kurosaki Ichigo. When did that happen? Thanks Ulquiorra. I blame you! Thank fuck he didn't hear me.

"Awn't fu ungwy?" Ichigo asked through his mouthful. Grimmjow gave a small smile. How could I not love this guy?

"With the way you're eating anyone would lose their appetite." Grimmjow teased as he poked his right puffed up cheek. Ichigo gave him a glare as he chewed then swallowed.

"Bastard." Ichigo started.

"Bitch."

"Blue headed cotton candy."

"Orange headed beacon to space."

"Ass-hat."

"Penis brain."

"Watermelon."

"Hey that's going too far!' Grimmjow yelled in mock offense and Ichigo laughed.

They went back to their usual positions, Grimmjow devouring the nachos as he enjoyed Ichigo's company and Ichigo cuddled into Grimmjow's warm chest as he finished up his beer, already feeling full.

"Hey Ichigo can I ask ya somethin'?" Grimmjow asked as he watched Moe and Larry pull on one of Curly's ears each.

"What is it?" Ichigo asked, not really paying attention because he didn't want to miss his favorite part.

"Why do you love movies so much?" Grimmjow asked though he really wanted to ask Ichigo...where his parents are but he didn't want to breach a touchy subject.

Ichigo gave a small smile. He looked up at Grimmjow, wondering what and what not to tell him.

"Well, when Shiro and I were...younger, we were all we had and money was hard to come by. We'd see all these movies coming out in theatres everywhere and we'd want to go but we didn't have that kind of money to waste. We'd sneak into the cinemas sometimes but we got caught a couple of times. I was really small at some points and Shiro could barely get us money to buy food and clothes so frankly I never did ask for anything more. Movies were one of those guilty pleasures Shiro and I weren't really able to afford at that time in our lives. Sure we watched some in our earlier years but things...things had changed and times were hard. You don't know what you have until it's lost I guess. I mean it wasn't that big a deal, c'mon movies but still, it reminded us of good times, simpler times, happier times. You wouldn't really understand but I guess that's it." it Ichigo finished, that smile never leaving his face and his last words pissing Grimmjow off but kept his anger to himself to ask something because he just had to know.

"Where were your parents in all this?" Immediately he finished his question he felt Ichigo tense up and practically enter a shell. His small smile fell and he stared at Grimmjow with a very blank expression, his chin on Grimmjow's chest while his right hand laid wrapped around Grimmjow's waist.

"They're dead." Ichigo whispered the words simply, his tone and expression sounding and looking pained.

Grimmjow's scowling expression didn't change and Ichigo was slightly surprised by that. He expected pity and a bunch of the usual 'I'm Sorry's but then again it was Grimmjow he was talking to. The guy doesn't do pity.

Even though there was no pity in his expression o behavior, Ichigo could see some kind of warmth in his usually icy cold stare. He looked at Ichigo with a warmth that usually wasn't there when he looked at other people. Ichigo would never be judged for thinking he was special.

"You loved em?" Grimmjow asked, desperately wanting to know more. He wants Ichigo to tell him everything. Every fucking detail about his life. His past...it seemed like some kind of massive mystery that Grimmjow wanted to solve to get rid of the burning curiosity.

Ichigo pressed his lips together at Grimmjow's question. "Don't you love your parents?" Ichigo asked him with a raised eyebrow.

Grimmjow gave him an indifferent shrug. "My old man's okay. Barely home so I honestly don't know him that well. My mother abused me as a kid so I guess you can say I hate that bitch." Grimmjow said that like it was no big deal, not even registering the way Ichigo's eyes had widened.

"She...she what?" He sounded so surprised and it made Grimmjow chuckle.

"Surprised that I'm not Mr. Perfect? We've all got our dark secrets Berry. Being rich don't change that little detail." Grimmjow said as he looked back at the TV. The movie was already rolling the credits.

"Grimmjow. She hurt you? Your own mother?" Ichigo still seemed surprised. Grimmjow turned back to him with a deadly glare that brought him back from his shock as he looked back into those icy cold glares he gave everyone else making Ichigo shrink slightly in fear though he'd never admit it.

"You want me to spill my guts out to ya? About how it sucked to be four years old and watching your own mother tried to force your hands into boiling water because you messed with her make-up by accident? You want me to tell you all this so you can feel sorry for me? I don't need your pity Kurosaki. Pity just pisses me off, makes me look and feel weak. I'm anything but weak." Grimmjow bit out, hating the topic. His mother was his own demon that he usually kept to himself so he had no idea why he even told Ichigo. He had never told anyone that. His friends found it all out by accident because they had all come to visit when his dad was yelling at his mum when he had found out.

Ichigo pursed his lips as he stared at Grimmjow who had placed his hand over his eyes as he took deep breaths.

An idea came to him. He moved around, making Grimmjow look at him with a raised eyebrow. Ichigo moved so that he was straddling Grimmjow. Grimmjow, without even thinking about it, placed his hands on Ichigo's ass as he looked up at Ichigo, his lip twitching at the sides.

"I don't pity you, you fucking idiot." Ichigo said as he wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's shoulders and looked up at him with a thoughtful expression.

Grimmjow looked at Ichigo with a look that clearly said 'really?'.

"I don't. Actually it explains why you're so emotionally constipated." Ichigo told him with a serious expression but Grimmjow took offense to those words.

"Hey! What makes you think that?"

"Seriously? Grimmjow from what everyone has been telling me you have been attracted to me since the first time we talked. What was your reaction to that? Blackmail me into being your slave, trying your damn hardest to make me hate you while at the same time hated it when I did at some points. Don't even get me started on that whole gun fiasco. It was like the only emotions you knew were anger, pain and hatred." Ichigo explained as he tried ignoring how cute Grimmjow was when he was blushing in embarrassment because what they were talking about was important.

"Okay for the record, I've never really...felt that way about anyone. You're actually my first real relationship." Grimmjow said trying to save himself but the teasing smile on Ichigo's face let him know that his words had landed him in trouble.

"So I'm your first at something? That's adorable!~" Ichigo cooed as he pinched Grimmjow's cheeks. Grimmjow growled as he tried swatting Ichigo's hands away but he stopped when he heard Ichigo give out that melodious laugh of his.

"How does your laugh come out like that?" Grimmjow questioned honestly. Ichigo looked at him confused, laughter still present in his voice as he asked what Grimmjow meant.

"How come whenever you laugh it sounds almost...I dunno like some music shit? It's a...really nice laugh." Grimmjow said lamely making Ichigo snort at his terms.

"Music shit? Really?"

"Shut up Kurosaki." Grimmjow huffed making Ichigo chuckle before he pressed a chaste kiss on Grimmjow's lips, catching the blue headed teenager off guard.

"Why are you even with me?" Grimmjow asked suddenly making Ichigo tilt his head in confusion.

"I hurt you Berry. Extremely bad that even I felt ashamed. Why are you with me?" Grimmjow asked seriously stumped about the whole thing.

Ichigo simply shrugged. "I can honestly say...it's maybe because I forgive easy. It could also be because I've been attracted to you for a while and it's clouding my judgement. Possibly because it's the way people outside from Shiro treat me making my subconscious believe it's the norm. Hell it could be because you have weirdly natural blue hair. It could be a lot of reasons, though I personally think it's one of those retard moments everyone seems to have, but frankly, does it matter?" Ichigo asked Grimmjow with an easy smile, showing Grimmjow that Ichigo really did put all that bad stuff behind them.

Grimmjow just had to kiss Ichigo then and there. What surprised Ichigo once again was how gentle the rough and dangerous teen treated him almost every time they kissed. At first Ichigo thought it was because the other thought of him as weak but he later found out during the week they had been together, that Grimmjow just...treasured him in some way.

He kissed Ichigo. No tongue just lips on lips, moving slowly as Ichigo kissed back. He couldn't understand how Grimmjow's lips could feel almost marshmallow soft. They tasted of nachos and beer and something else entirely. Ichigo could get drunk off the taste.

They pulled away slowly, Ichigo biting his tongue to stop a whine from escaping. Grimmjow stared into those bright Amber eyes that showed they forgave him for the act that he just couldn't forget or forgive himself about.

"You should work on that forgiving thing. People always take advantage of nice people." He had to just ruin the cost atmosphere with his snarky remarks. I might take advantage of that kindness of yours.

Ichigo rolled his eyes all sassy like making Grimmjow chuckle under his breath before he suggested another movie.

He loved the way Ichigo bounced up in excitement at the change of topic and how his little Berry went on and on about how movies were made as he selected their new movie.

It was 1:04 am in the morning. They were both dirty with snacks and covered with beer while his friends were throwing a party at Nnoitra's. Ichigo was eating like a pig while he himself wasn't looking any better. Usually, at this time on a Saturday Grimmjow would've been fucking some pretty skank for the fourth time but when Ichigo turned to him with his nacho filled cheeks and smiled... Grimmjow knew that Ulquiorra was most definitely right about his feelings for Ichigo. He could just imagine his brother's look of superiority as if doubting if he was correct was something unheard off.

Ulquiorra...you fucking smart-ass.

YO! Update Al-fucking-ert!

This is actually a bit of a filler chapter. Some GrimmIchi fluff with a bit of Angst but my oh my does it get angstier!

I'm evil. My friends say it all the time.

Next update coming up...Maybe the weekend if school doesn't drive me insane.

Seriously it's one thing after another! Next year is my final year in high school! Can we just say I'm TERRIFIED!

Okay. Calm. Fucking calm.

Tell me what you think about it? Moving fast right? Well like I said Grimmjow and Ulquiorra are falling fast because they've never been in love or even in...like with anyone before. Ichigo and Shiro are just unconsciously overly affectionate from mothering each other.

So yeah, review.

Do it.

Luke Skywalker demands it!

Okay I'm going before I annoy you.

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