The Only Exception

Chapter 1

Grimmjow and Ichigo lay cuddling, their hands intertwined, on the bed. Both trying to even out their breathing as they came down from their sex induced high. Grimmjow laying chaste butterfly kisses on the teens back.

"Grimm," Ichigo said softly, when he eventually came to his senses.

"Hmm?" Grimmjow replied coolly, laying more kisses.

"Where were you last night?" Ichigo asked as he remembered the reason for the early morning sex.

Grimmjow continued kissing Ichigo, trying to formulate an answer that wouldn't lead to him sleeping, alone, on the couch for the next week, "I went out fer awhile."

Ichigo's body stiffened at his answer.

"With who?" Ichigo asked quietly, wondering if Grimmjow would tell him the truth. He had already seen the little love bite under Grimmjow's chin when they were making love, cleverly hidden but still not good enough.

"No one," Grimmjow stated, slowly ceasing his kisses, "jus' me."

Ichigo's heart dropped. He lied. Ichigo could feel the tears prickling in the back of his eyes but he wouldn't let them fall, not for this. Slowly he slid his hand out of Grimmjows and threw on some clothes.

"Ichi?" Grimmjow asked, a little confused. Ichigo refused to look at him; he grabbed his phone and keys off the dresser and left the room. Grimmjow frowned as he pulled on some boxers and followed the teen out the room.

"Oi Ichigo! Where the hell do ya think ya going?" Grimmjow shouted as Ichigo reached out to open the door.

"Out," Ichigo stated angrily, still not looking at the older man.

"The hell yer are. What the fuck is wrong with ya, Shinigami?" Grimmjow said as he leaned his hand against the door preventing Ichigo from leaving. Ichigo grimaced as Grimmjow used his old nickname.

"What's wrong with me!" Ichigo yelled letting his rage take over, "I don't know maybe it's the fact that my boyfriend comes home at 4 in the morning, after refusing to answer his phone or reply to my texts, covered in fucking hickeys!"

Grimmjow's eyes widened in realization, "Fuck, I told him not to leave any marks." He mumbled, hoping Ichigo wouldn't hear. Luck was not on his side however.

"What? You told him not to leave any marks? That's the best you can come up with, Grimmjow?" Ichigo shouted as he walked back towards the bedroom acknowledging the fact that Grimmjow wouldn't let him leave now, "after everything I've done for you. After every 'Shut ya trap, Shinigami', 'Get outta the way, Shinigami.'"

"Ichi," Grimmjow interrupted, trying to do or say something before the teen went crazy.

"Or 'Quit yer bitching, Shinigami.' You think it'll be fine if you just go casually fuck some other guy while your boyfriend is waiting for you at home?" Ichigo continued, feeling his heart burn with betrayal but not caring.

"Ichigo, I-," Grimmjow tried again, getting quickly irritated with the rattling youngster.

"Shut up," Ichigo said letting his anger seep through, "You don't get to say my name anymore. You don't get to think about me anymore. You don't even get to love me anymore."

"ICHIGO!" Grimmjow lost it; he punched the wall right next to Ichigo's face. Ichigo's eyes widened slightly but his usual scowl quickly returned to his face. He glared at Grimmjow, the latter glaring straight back at him. Grimmjow tried to calm himself down, lifting his other hand placing it on the other side of Ichigo's head, pinning the orange-haired to the wall. Ichigo eyes softened a little as his lover sighed, cautiously reaching out to caress the teens face gently. Ichigo watched as teal eyes glazed over with lust. Grimmjow tentatively leaned down capturing Ichigo's lips in a soft but passionate kiss. The orange-haired slowly leaned into the kiss, parting his lips slightly, granting Grimmjow entrance. The teal-haired deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into Ichigo's mouth. The teen let out a soft moan as Grimmjow explored his mouth with the wet appendage.

They backed up slowly until the couch hit the back of the older mans knees'. Grimmjow fell lightly onto the couch bringing Ichigo with him so the teen was sitting in his lap, a leg on either side of Grimmjows' own. They continued kissing, Ichigo trying to dominate Grimmjow in the kiss but failing miserably. The blunette smirked thinking of how good the make up sex was going to be later on. Ichigo broke away for air but continued to kiss down Grimmjow's jaw, to his neck, to his collar bone. Grimmjow tilted his head upwards to give his little lover more room and Ichigo continued his ministrations until he caught sight of the love bite. Ichigo's chest tightened at the thought of another mans mouth on his kitten's body.

Ichigo growled exasperatedly as he got off Grimmjow's lap and slid down the couch, sitting on the floor between his very confused lovers' legs. Ichigo put his face in his hands, willing away the tears that were forming in his eyes again. Grimmjow sat up and looked at his teen. He felt terrible; it was his fault his lover was like this. He hadn't meant to get drunk last night, it just kinda happened. He could see his lover was shaking whether it was from rage or hurt, he couldn't tell.

"Ichi," The teal-haired man whispered as he gently touched the teens shoulder. Ichigo shot up the moment he felt Grimmjow's touch. Grimmjow raised his hands defenselessly, "I'm sorry…I shouldn't have-"

"Save it," Ichigo replied his voice shaking a little. The teen gave up; snatching his hoodie from the back of the couch he walked out of the apartment, not uttering another word.

A/N

This fic was inspired by Rihanna and Eminem's new songs video 'Love the way you lie' with Megan Fox and the dude from Lost lol