I DON'T OWN BLEACH
Grimmjow is Seventeen; Yaoi Edit
"Silence"
"in this white wave, I am sinking, in this silence
in this white wave, in this silence I believe
I can't help this longing
comfort me
I can't hold it all in
if you won't let me
heaven holds a sense of wonder
and I wanted to believe that I'd get caught up
when the rage in me subsides..."
"Errrgh." Ichigo rolls over in the bed with a groan. Blinking his eyes open he looks next to him seeing Grimmjow is gone. "He left?" He sits up too quickly with a rush to his head. "Ugh." His ears chiming as he steps out of the frumpy bed. "Grimmjow?" He takes another step shaking his head. "My ears are ringing." Pulling a shirt and pants on he staggers into the bathroom to brush his teeth.
The loud ringing still hasn't stopped by the time he is finished . Taking a quick glance up into the mirror he screams. "YOU BASTARD!"
"Took you long enough." Grimmjow steps into the bathroom behind Ichigo laughing his ass off. "You look adorable!"
"You put a fucking kitty collar on me!" Ichigo rips it from around his neck throwing the jingling teal band to the floor in fit of disgust. "I am not your pet!"
"You are."
"I'm not!"
"You are my very special goldfish." Grimmjow gently grabs Ichigo around the neck tugging his lips over his. His mouth widens over Ichigo's parted lips sucking, licking pressing into them. He slips his tongue inside the gasping mouth tasting the minty tingle of toothpaste. "I... wanna stay with him always." His tongue searches hungrily for more, slinking up a quivering wet tongue to a small patch of flavor on the roof of Ichigo's mouth. Just the very tip flicking up making a small circle lapping up the cooling burst of peppermint. "Mmm."
Ichigo's anger is forgotten soon as Grimmjow's other hand touches his neck. The soft strokes stirring his desire to touch and be touched by the man next to him. He slips his arms around Grimmjow's waist pressing his hands to the top of his firm ass.
"Squeeze Ichigo." Grimmjow moans when the strong hands curl holding him tightly. "Shower!" He barks jerking Ichigo's shirt off and his pants in a matter of seconds. "Go on..." Grimmjow gives Ichigo a light pat on the ass before strolling out of the room leaving a stunned partner behind. Stepping around the corner his smile fades and he holds his hand over his chest.
"What's happening to me?"
"Are you going to listen to me now Grimmjow-san?"
"Just spit it out already! Am I dying or what?" He slides down the wall covering his face with a large hand.
"You were never really alive."
"Why do I wanna tear out my stomach? Why do I feel like everything is becoming tasteless?"
"Do you remember losing your powers?Do you remember that person yet?"
"I remember..." His head tilts to rest against the wall behind him. He can hear the shower spraying, deeper beyond that he can hear his own heart rumbling in his chest. The beating suddenly becoming much slower his eyes slip closed. "I remember Ichigo's face... turning to me with a heavy sadness and cutting me down. Then that fucker Nnoitra shows up. He was gonna finish me off but... goldfish-"
"Yes, he saved you. Then what do you remember?"
"Eyes... yellow eyes... creepy flicking eyes and pain." Grimmjow's light blue eyes pop open. His hand slowly sliding from his face revealing a wide blood-thirsty grin. "Shinigami... I hate shinigami!" His nails begin to suddenly grow his hair lengthens, fangs sharpen to points in his mouth. Rising up from the floor he stomps toward the door. The shower sounds stop, he can hear light footsteps just beyond. "I'm soooo hungry." The person behind the door smells delicious. Like something he could eat and become powerful again. His claws scrape down the door frame as his mind churns with sensations. "I want... I need to taste him." His hands reach for the knob. "No... Ichigo isn't prey. He is..."
Ichigo dries off his hair with a large white fluffy towel. Peeking up to the steam covered mirror he streaks a hand across the cold surface. His brown eyes stare back at him. The typical frowning face greets him. "It's been awhile since I have had a reason to smile." He smiles small at first then thinks about Grimmjow and the grin widens. "I think I have found one."
After pulling on his clothes he walks into the the hallway. His eyes darting to the claw marks on the bathroom door frame. "Grimmjow?" The padding of his feet on the floor is the only sound. He walks over to the sliding glass door noticing the curtain swaying on the breeze. "I guess he left after all." Ichigo's face turns sober as he slides the glass door closed. The silence... the strange silence has returned to the house. That horrible vacant nothingness he thought had finally filled creeps up on him again.
Ichigo went through the motions of a normal day as best he could. He did his laundry, paid a few bills trying not to think about Grimmjow's vanishing act. He is failing miserably. His mind constantly traveling back to the light blue eyes and hair that made him smile. "Where, why?" He runs a hand through his orange locks biting at his lower lip. "Maybe I'm to blame." He shakes his head pulling back the yellow curtain of the sliding glass window in the dinning room. "I should have been nicer to him. I shouldn't have been so... bitchy."
The flash of lightening shows a silhouette for a brief moment in the darkened night. "Oi?" Ichigo runs out into the pouring rain after the black garbed figure. He sees it darting around the second intersection to his right. Chasing after the hooded man Ichigo turns in that direction coming to a dead end alley. "Damn it!" Turning back around he comes face to face with Ishida pulling the black hood from his head. "I-Ishida?"
"Kurosaki."
"What are you doing-" Ichigo's eyes grow wide in shock as Ishida releases the Quincy cross creating his bright blue bow. "I-Ishida?"
"Only one thing I hate more than shinigami..."
"What?" Ichigo notices Ishida's eyes dart up and fire a blue arrow toward the house on his left. Turning in slow motion Ichigo watches the arrow whistle past him up to the figure lunging out of the shadows. His eyes grow wide in terror realizing it's Grimmjow in his resurrection form. "NO!"
"That's Arrancar." Ishida dismisses his bow. The body of Grimmjow falls to the ground a thick stream of blood runs down the street washing away with the rain.
"You son of a bitch." Ichigo rolls over Grimmjow's body looking for the entry wound.
"Oh dear." Urahara appears holding his red umbrella with a concerned expression. "Why didn't you give him the pills?"
"Urahara-san help me!" Ichigo kneels down struggling to lift Grimmjow up into his arms. "He isn't breathing and Ishida shot him with a arrow!"
"I know Kurosaki-san." Kisuke pulls out a long hypodermic needle from his black haori. "I asked Ishida-san too." He shoves the needle into Grimmjow's chest with a fluid movement.
"What the fuck!" Ichigo tries to push Kisuke away but in his human body there is nothing he can do but watch in horror. "Why? He wasn't doing anything wrong!"
"Kurosaki-san... It's in his nature to consume human souls." Urahara stands up nodding at Ishida. "Say thank you to Ishida-san."
"Thank him? What the fuck for!" Ichigo screams at Ishida's back as he walks away. His attention is soon diverted to Grimmjow as he sucks in a deep breath. "Grimmjow!"
"Grimmjow-san, welcome back." Kisuke pulls out his fan with a big grin on his face. "Ishida-san's arrows being a Quincy power destroys the Soul. Of course Grimmjow-san lost his when he died."
"I-Ichigo?" Grimmjow's eyes open to Ichigo's warm brown eyes. "Don't look so sad goldfish."
"So I had a theory that if Grimmjow-san really did care about you Kurosaki-san. His violent nature would surface and if we could sever his Arrancar power source he would-"
"I'm a human now?" Grimmjow stands up curling his fingers into a fist. He looks around blinking his eyes. "Why can't I see very far?"
"Human eyes can't." Kisuke puts a hand of Ichigo's shoulder turning to speak to him. "You have a choice here Kurosaki-san..."
"Ishida! Shoot me too you prick!" Ichigo opens his arms wide as the blue arrow flashes toward him. Just before it reaches his chest Kisuke blocks it with his hand.
"You are so hasty Kurosaki-san!" Urahara shakes his head with a serious look on his face. "Grimmjow-san tell me.. are you experiencing a voice in your head?"
"Yeah a pain in the ass do-gooder."
"Then start taking the pills every night like a good kitty." He tosses another bottle to Ichigo before walking away. "They will help build your reiatsu back up. Once you do that come to me and I'll help you materialize your zanpaktou... Shinigami."
Ichigo and Grimmjow stare after Kisuke with open mouths. "Asshole! You coulda told us!"
"Where is the fun in that?"
"Well I guess I'm gonna be one of the good guys now." Grimmjow wraps his arm around Ichigo tugging his body against his. "I don't really give a fuck what side I'm on." He wraps a hand around Ichigo's jaw looking in his eyes. "Long as I'm with my goldfish?"
"Tch." Ichigo blushes trying to look away. "I suppose I could put up with you."
"Suppose? What kinda bullshit answer is that?" Grimmjow crushes his mouth over Ichigo's as the storms clouds move away revealing a pleasant starry skyline. He kisses him deep and long holding a large hand around the orange-haired shinigami's chin. His body lighting up in pleasure feeling Ichigo's palms pressing to the tops of his ass. "Ah~!" His head lifts breaking the kiss. "Squeeze Ichigo."
"Alright." Ichigo's smile returns to his face this time to stay.
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