A/N: I sure took my sweet time with that one *avoids unidentified object that was hurled by the readers* I'M REALLY SORRY.

Beta'd by Voluptuous

Summary:On the verge of death, Ichigo is given a second chance by the god of death himself, but there is a catch; Ichigo is to wed Death's son. Not given much of choice in the matter, Ichigo agrees but there is one tiny problem; his fiance seems to hate him. A/U Rated M for future events

Pairings: ShiroIchi, GrimmShiro may have Threesome in the future.

I stumbled into Shiro's room covered in dirt, bruises, a bit of blood and sweat. Shiro, who was sitting at his desk working on something, looked up at me and quirked an eyebrow, eye's sparkling with amusement behind golden spectacles. 'Huh, I didn't know he wore glasses. He looks kinda sexy in those- NO STOP BAD ICHIGO! Maybe i have a glasses fetish...'

"You look like shit." He said after inspecting me head to toe, smirking and trying to suppress his laughter.

I huffed and replied, "thanks to the damn curse you gave me." I attempted to walk over and strangle him when a small chuckle escaped his lips, but suddenly one of the floorboards cracked and fell apart, creating a small pit for me to fall down. This time he didn't bother trying to hide his amusement as he cackled loudly, his eyes straining with tears of enjoyment, while the servants jumped at the sound.

"So you believe in curses now?" he asked, tilting his head to the side all too innocently. Whilst the servants came and helped me out of the hole and led me to the bath to clean myself up.

I stepped into the bath hissing as the water slid around my tan skin, cleaning away the dirt and sweat but also seeping into my wounds.

It's his fault that every time I move I feel pain, every time I move something bad happens and yet I can't do anything to him. Zangatsu isn't with me and if I hurt him I'm sure there will be consequences. Well, it could have been worse, I could have fell through a deeper hole and broken my neck- wait a second.

Now that I think about it the effect of the curse was weaker, but why? Is it because Halua was there and he didn't want his pet to get hurt? No, that doesn't make sense, that damn thing can fly. Come on Ichigo think what was different this time….

"I GOT IT!"

"HEY! You're supposed to be bathing not thinking in there, and yelling something like that, who do you think you are, Archimedes?"

"Oh shut up," I grumbled. If my theory is right then I have the perfect punishment for you unbelievably pale bastard, just you wait.

With my plan in mind that night, I slipped into his room with extra caution. I noticed that the curses were weaker when I'm close to him, still there, but just weaker. Blinking a bit waiting for my eyes to adjust to the darkness in the room I saw the object of my demise sleeping on his bed with black satin sheets covering his lower body. I put my plan in motion and stealthily slipped into his bed, sneaking my arms around his waist pulling him closer. He snuggled closer to me enjoying the warmth and smiled contently in his sleep. You know he's really cute like this… too bad that when he wakes up he's the fucking devil, well to be fair he is the devil in a sense. But anyways I'll worry about that in the morning when sleeping beauty wakes up.

I woke up in the morning hearing a familiar voice screeching and being kicked out of the bed, onto the cold hard floor. Groaning in pain I sat up rubbing my head where it hit the floor and looked up at Shiro, to see that he had a really interesting expression on his face: Shock, Anger and Embarrassment. I like that last one best; his face had a pink and reddish hue to it that made him look like an embarrassed girl.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING IN MY BED!" he screeched, pulling his sheet up to cover his body before he paled and peeked under his sheet. Ok now it's my turn to be embarrassed.

"WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" he looked up at me, face now flaming as he stumbled on his words.

"T-THEN EXPLAIN WHAT YOU WERE DOING IN MY B-BED WITH ME!"

"Sleeping of course." I said nonchalantly

"…What?"

"I noticed that the effects of the curse are weaker when I'm near you, so I'd rather sleep next to you than have one of those bird things set me on fire in the morning." I explained as he buried his face in his hands. Then the room was silent; the situation is new to me, so i don't know what to say.

"H-hey"

"I DON'T CARE IF THE SCREECHERS BURN YOU ALIVE NEVER SLEEP WITH ME AGAIN!" Then I ran out of the room as quickly as I could when I heard Shiro chanting a spell, the only thing that went through my mind was 'I'm one lucky bastard to have gotten out with only my back slightly burned'.