A/N: Hi hi! I'm sorry this update has taken so long, but my laptop charger broke. Anyway, about this fic, I already started with one writing style, so I'm not gonna change it now, but I will have another story soon with a different writing style for some of the people who don't like it. Also, I got a comment about Grimmjow not having a fraccion in the anime because he killed them all. Well, guess what. I don't mean to be rude, but this isn't the anime, now is it? This is coming from my imagination. Does anyone else share the opinion that Grimm is too lazy or stubborn to do all the shit that a fraccion can do for him? He can always get another one. If you don't like this fic or my ideas, then don't read it. It's as simple as that. Again I don't mean to be rude when I say that, so please don't take it that way. I'm just trying to get my point across. So there we go. Rant over. Story time. By the way, this chapter should clear up some of the confusion from the last chapter, like the injuries and such. Lol, sometimes I forget you guys aren't able to see what I'm thinking. LUDICROUS SPEED GO!

Ichigo woke up feeling warm. Warmer than usual, so he had slowly opened his eyes, nearly falling off of the bed when he had realized the well-muscled chest facing him. The memory of the the night before hit him like a bullet train, and he felt his face heat up.

He placed a hand against Grimmjow's chest and pushed away from his warm body just enough to look up into the sleeping Espada's face. A pair of cerulean eyes met his own.

"Morning," Grimmjow whispered. "Morning," the younger teen replied. "You feeling any better," The Espada asked, a hint of concern, discernible in his eyes. "Yeah, Shiro took care of my injuries last night, before..." Ichigo let the sentence trail off, his face darkening two shades of red.

Grimmjow chuckled at the cute blush, and then remembered something. "You hungry?" Ichigo nodded, not trusting his own voice. Grimmjow yelled for his fraccion, earning an annoyed sigh in return. He then turned his attention back to the orangette. "Your clothes are ruined, but I think Ulquiorra's clothes will fit you. I'll go get a set for you," he stated. He got up and pulled on his clothes, smirking when Ichigo blushed yet again. He walked out of the room, heading straight for Ulquiorra's quarters.

"Hey, emo bat. You in here?" Grimmjow yelled as he pushed open Ulquiorra's bedroom door noisily. "What do you want Jeagerjaques, I'm busy," the raven sighed.

"I need a set of your clothes."

Ulquiorra decided that he didn't want to know the reason, so he just let out a sigh and directed him towards his attire. "Closet." Grimmjow nodded and took the clothes, leaving without another word.

"He gets weirder every time I speak to him," Ulquiorra sighed as he picked up his book.

"Ichigo, I brought those clothes for you," Grimmjow said quietly, placing the clothes beside the teen on his bed. Ichigo nodded his thanks, taking another bite of whatever the Sexta's fraccion had brought them to eat. Ichigo finished his meal quickly and turned to the Espada. "Can I take a shower," he asked softly. "Yeah, through those doors is the bathroom," Grimmjow replied, gesturing towards a set of double doors. "Thanks," Ichigo replied, picking up Ulquiorra's clothes and walking to the bathroom. "Mind if I join you," Grimmjow called after his berry. "T-That's fine," Ichigo stuttered, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. Grimmjow smirked and followed his lover into the bathroom. He stripped as Ichigo turned on the water, purring when Ichigo turned to smile at him. The two stepped into the warm spray, relaxing as the water soothed their tense muscles.

Grimmjow poured shampoo into his hands and gently started working it through Ichigo's hair. Ichigo leaned his head back, smiling at the gentle touch. After Grimmjow finished with Ichigo's hair, he cleaned his own, slicking the dripping strands back away from his face.

Ichigo turned and wrapped his arms around the Espada's neck, watching him with a soft, loving look, his expressive amber eyes nearly glowing in the light spray of the water. Grimmjow placed his hands on the shorter male's hips and rested his forehead against the smaller's own. "Yer mine now, you know that, right?" he whispered. "I wouldn't have it any other way," Ichigo replied, just as softly with a warm smile.

Grimmjow wanted that smile to stay forever. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to Ichigo's. The kiss wasn't rushed, or hungry. It was slow, passionate, conveying the three words that neither of them had said. Grimmjow pulled away from the kiss and bent his head down, running his tongue over the mark he had left the night before. A knock on the bathroom door, made his head snap up.

Grimmjow sighed and turned off the water, which had then turned cold, and stepped out of the shower. He grabbed a towel and tossed it to Ichigo, who hurriedly wrapped the cloth around his waist. Grimmjow swung the door open, still completely exposed. "The fuck do you want, Starrk," he growled. "I felt the new reiatsu. I wanted to know who your new mate was," the primera yawned, completely unphased by Grimmjow's attire, or lack thereof.

"You should already know 'em," Grimmjow grumbled as he stalked to the closet. "Hm... You're the shinigami that likes to fight." The male said in an approving tone. "My name's Starrk Coyote, Primera Espada," He introduced.

"Uh, I'm Ichigo Kurosaki, Ex-substitute shinigami," he sighed. "Ex-substitute shinigami? What do you mean," Starrk asked curiously. "They found out that I'm a vizard. They beat me and dropped me here yesterday."

Starrk looked at the boy pityingly. "I don't need your pity, it just makes me feel worse," Ichigo commented softly. "I see... Very well, welcome to Las Noches, Ichigo. You'll still have to get the approval of the others, but seeing as Grimmjow already marked you, they won't have much of a choice." The one named Starrk said musingly, running a hand through his shoulder length, wavy brown hair. His grey eyes rested on Ichigo's and he smiled reassuringly. "Good luck Ichigo, see you soon," Starrk yawned. "Bye," Ichigo smiled. Starrk left, leaving Ichigo completely alone in the now dark corner of the bathroom. And all that was left for him were his thoughts.

A/N: Well there you go! Many thanks to my lovely beta! I'll try to have a new chapter up soon. Bye bye now ^^