To Be or Not To Be

Author: GrimmjowIchigoforever

Pairing: Grimmjow/Ichigo (seme/uke)

Rating: M (Mature Content)

Warning: Contains Male/Male sexual relationship, don't like don't read don't flame

Disclaimer: Strawberries are red, Blueberries are Blue, I don't own Bleach and you don't too! (Kubo Tite owns Bleach)

So anyway, ready for some lemony goodness? *Wink wink* Make sure to read my author's note at the end of this fic, I have something important to say…

Chapter Six

Everlasting

Grimmjow grinned, crawling on top of the sleeping redhead shinigami slowly. The said shinigami lay innocently unconscious on his back, spreading his hands and legs invitingly, yet unaware of his alluring position.

The Arrancar sighed, staring at the cute and seemingly frail body, knowing fully how the body can fight fiercely. He just wished that the body didn't have to fight him.

All he ever wanted was for the body to be his.

So Grimmjow would wait. He would wait until the war was over, until everything ended and they were both alive and well.

Seemed like something impossible, but he would hope for the best, for now he decided to have a little fun.

Grimmjow lowered his head, rubbing his cheeks on Ichigo's soft orange hair, his mask scraped slightly on the shinigami's forehead, enough to stir him awake.

"Mmmhhh…Grimm…" Ichigo moaned. "Not now…" He said sleepily.

Grimmjow sneered. "Yeah, right." The Arrancar stuck out his tongue to lick Ichigo's neck, lapping on a sensitive spot he knew long ago. "Mmmm…" ichigo moaned, now slightly turned on, but his eyes couldn't lie, still pretty much drooped groggily.

"I said no, Grimmjow." Ichigo pushed his lover away. Grimmjow groaned as Ichigo turned to his side and curled up under him, looking even more tempting.

'Gah.' he thought, miserably. He felt his hard-on and he couldn't seem to shake it away. With a huff the Arrancar jumped off the bed, took a towel placed on the tableside chair, and left to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Having the berry with him most of the time had made Grimmjow forgot. He forgot how everything they did together was not eternity, it wouldn't last. And he had taken everything for granted, never stopping to cherish what he had before.

'I guess I just didn't know how, I'm an Arrancar damnit.'

As the cold water washed him of his thoughts, he wondered how he could make it up to the berry. He knew that Ichigo was dead worried and it exhausted the boy to the point of sleep, which is what he was doing at the moment.

"I guess I'll make it up to him." He voiced his thought, grinning in a feline grace only he could manage.

Grimmjow made sure Ichigo's family was out to have dinner outside, not wanting to disturb Ichigo while he was sleeping.

Not Grimmjow though.

He decided that berry had enough resting and he was up for some action despite the cold shower he had taken.

Insatiable. He will always be for Ichigo, and hopefully for a long time.

'Enough with the stupid thoughts.' Grimmjow growled, displeased by his own musings. He just wanted a fuck goddamnit.

Oh it's time to wake the berry alright.

He entered the bedroom stealthily, and stopped to admire the sleeping redhead in front of him. Said redhead was facing him, peacefully snoring, and the usual frown on his face gone. Grimmjow was almost reluctant to disrupt the tranquility. Almost.

With a war cry he landed on top of the berry, making him lay on his back as Grimmjow pounced and aimed his fang towards the soft creamy skin of his lover's neck.

"Aaaaagggghhhh!" Ichigo screamed in panic as he felt a weight settled on him, followed by a sharp pain on his collar.

"Mnn…" Grimmjow's voice was muffled as he kissed and licked the blood that dripped onto Ichigo's skin, making the berry shuddered in pleasure instead. "Mnnn…Grimm…"

Grimmjow looked up as he finished the ministration, eyes half-lidded in lust, and met with an irritated pair of chocolate pearls glaring at him.

"I warned you about marking me in places people could see." Ichigo said sharply, although the effect was greatly diminished as he moaned in answer to the fondling of his already erect nipple.

"Hm." was Grimmjow's careless answer as he pried his berry's T-shirt out and continued kissing and fondling, eliciting more moans of pleasure from the carrot-top.

The substitute shinigami only realised that he was about to be fucked through and through when he felt the cool night breeze across his lower half, indicating that he was completely and utterly naked as the day he was born. He yelped in slight discomfort at this.

"You're still dressed." He pouted uncharacteristically as he tugged at Grimmjow's white vest.

Grimmjow chuckled roughly in response from his position, sucking Ichigo's navel, and the vibration made Ichigo dizzy with want.

The Arrancar quickly removed his vest without stopping his movements, and somehow managed to remove his hakama pants between the groping and touching.

"Ahhh… Grimm… Hurry…" Ichigo panted breathlessly.

"Impatient are we?" The Espada growled as he grasped the semi-erect member of his lover.

"Ahn… Uhn… Grimm… I want…"

"What do ya want berry?"

"I want…" Ichigo stopped to glare at his lover. Grimmjow knew that Ichigo did not like to be reduced to begging. So he began moving his hand up and down the shaft, slowly.

"Aaahhhhh… Please!"

"Please what Ichi?" Grimmjow grinned inwardly, speeding the motion, which surely drove Ichigo to the brink of unattained release.

"Fuck… Fuck me, pleaseeeeee…" His words came in slurred when Grimmjow inserted a finger and hit his prostate dead on.

"Yesss…"

"Liked that do ya?" Grimmjow smirked as he added a second finger, making the berry beneath him squirm even more.

As he added the third finger, Grimmjow moved so that he was on top of Ichigo and smashed their lips in a strong passionate kiss.

"Mmmnnn…" It felt so good. Ichigo's nerves were screaming in bliss as he kissed back fervently, tongues batting against each other lovingly. It reminded Ichigo of before, of how he almost thought he lost his Sexta forever.

Grimmjow was startled when he heard a sob between their kisses, and a pair of arms wrapped themselves around his tanned backside. He smiled knowingly into Ichigo's soft plump lips and begun trailing kisses down the berry's body, cooing him with nonsensical comforting words.

"Shhh… I'm alive aren't I…" he whispered lightly on Ichigo's ear, the kissing each one softly.

"Y-yeah…" Ichigo muttered, embarrassed at being caught vulnerable.

Grimmjow felt under the bed and retrieved a strawberry flavored lube, smiling fondly at the memory.

He had seen it on a shelf of a certain shop someday and couldn't resist the urge to steal it to tease his berry. Ichigo blushed ten shades of red and went to the shop to pay for it. It had been the best first-strawberry-lubed sex ever.

The Espada took a large amount and applied them to his hard member, stroking it to perfection. When ready, he looked up to ask permission, and was rewarded by a shaky nod.

"Nnnnnnn…!" Ichigo squirmed at the feeling of something huge entering him. He was regaining his breath when Grimmjow entered in a single thrust, causing white spot behind his eyes to appear violently.

"Aaaaahhhhhhh…ah…ah…" Ichigo thrashed as his body shot upwards, trembling.

"Sorry Ichi, I can't hold it anymore."

"Ah…Grr…imm…" Grimmjow grabbed Ichigo's legs for better leverage as he pounded in and out, driving Ichigo crazy with pleasure.

Ichigo couldn't think anymore, screaming and moaning incoherent words as his eyes flew open, unseeing. His whole body trembled and his hands flailed around carelessly as he started to feel warmth pooling around his nether region.

"Uaaahhh… Haaaaaahhhhnnn…" The boy voiced loudly, and Grimmjow noticed the tightening of the already taut hole clenching and contracting around his manhood.

The Arrancar sped up his thrusts, enjoying the moans getting louder before Ichigo screams his name and came erotically; muscles clenching and unclenching around Grimmjow's member, the arching of his back and the curling of the toes.

"AAAAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhhh…Grimmmmmmmm!" White hot cum spurted on Ichigo's chest and face. Saliva trailing down his opened mouth as he screamed and thrashed wildly, black spots appeared and disappeared continuously as his eyes rolled to the back of his head in heightened euphoria.

Grimmjow couldn't take it anymore. He spurted white warm liquid inside the contracting hole and collapsed beside the already unconscious Ichigo, pulling the covers on top of them. Let the cleaning be damned.

As they lay on the warm comfortable bed, Grimmjow couldn't help but wish it.

Everlasting.

He knew the day they will separate had come close, the winter was nearing and the inevitable war will force them to clash against each other, and they had to fight.

But before the day comes, he would enjoy their time together, and pretend that it would never end. That it would last for eternity. Pretend, that he would not have to die in his lover's arms, pretend, that it is everlasting.

Forever.

A slender figure floated gracefully from the open window, watching impassively at the resting couple. His emerald eyes stared blankly, before turning to open a garganta and disappeared into the shadows of the night.

Woah! Sorry for not updating for sooooo long people! I truly am, I somehow lost my interest in the story, so I'm thinking of ending it here, and leave it to your imagination *evil laugh*

Unless...

Please review and tell me your thoughts about how should I go with the fic, I really wish to continue, curse the writer's block. T.T

Special thanks to Anbugirl 1935 Who reminded me about this fic, I'm really happy that there is someone out there wanting me to continue with the fic despite the long long, long hiatus. I'm giving you virtual cookies and kisses at the moment. :D