Alright everyone, I am sorry but this is going to be the final chapter to the story, but there's so much that I want to put in here, so I'm sorry if you find some parts too long and bothersome, I'll try my best to speed those parts along. But I like how I have it in my head. So that's how it's going to be!

Final Cup: The Best Nights Always Begin With…

By the time Grimmjow had gotten back from the counter with another drink, this time jasmine tea, his favorite. Nel and Ichigo were both sitting there talking, but they quieted down when the Blue walked around the corner again. He raised a brow and went to sit down, "What were you two talking about?" He asked looking from one to the other.

Ichigo bit his lip and turned away with a slight pink to his face, both Nel and Grimmjow noticed it, but the green haired girl was the only one to smirk at the sight. She then looked to Grimmjow and winked before getting up, "Well I'm off, I gotta meet Nnoi soon." She said before tapping Ichigo on the head, "Remember what we talked about." She told him before placing a hand on Grimmjow's shoulder and walking off.

"Ichi?" The other male asked for him softly, he didn't want to startle the boy now that he got the two of them alone finally. But when the boy turned around, he didn't seem to be in the least bit nervous, or even in a bad mood at all. It surprised the Blue, and made him a little confused, but he was happy to see the smile that he got from the Strawberry.

"Well are we going to just sit here all day?" Ichigo asked as he stood up and grabbed his bag before throwing it onto his shoulder and picking up the hot chocolate that he was almost done with now.

Laughing, Grimmjow stood and stepped out of the way for the other to pass. When the orange topped boy walked passed, he followed in pursuit. "What do you want to do?" He asked.

Ichigo tilted his head toward the boy behind him, "I thought you were going to make me fall in love with you. Not have me pick things out." He stated with a smile on his lips, he was obviously in a good mood, and it made Grimm a little uneasy at thinking what Nel had told the boy to make him be in such a good mood.

"That's true, but I do have plans with you tonight, not during the day. So if I'm gonna hang out with you while the sun is out, it's going to be up to you with what we do. Although if we do what I want to do; we're gonna need a lot of paint." He said with a chuckle. He went ahead and held the door open for Ichigo to walk out first, and as he did, he instantly spotted the blue Jetta that sat in the parking lot.

He went ahead to the car and stood by the door, waiting for the male to unlock it with the key remote. As the lock clicked, Ichigo got into the passenger's side and sat there waiting for the other male to finally get in. As Grimmjow sat in the car, he started it up and started to pull away. As they were just leaving the parking lot, the man's phone started to ring. He held the phone to Ichigo as he was driving, "Answer this for me." He told him as he pulled out into the street.

"Hello?" Ichigo asked as he swiped the answer key. What he heard wasn't something that he thought he would.

"Hello? Who's this? Where's Grimmjow?" A woman's voice asked.

Pulling the phone away, he looked at the caller ID. "Halibel." He read aloud.

Grimmjow groaned and took the phone back; he didn't even put it to his ear as he hung up on the woman. He then threw the phone behind him into the back seat of his car. Just as it hit the seat, it started to ring again. He ignored it.

Ichigo felt his lips pulling at the sides into a smile. He couldn't help that feeling, he was just happy that the male had done that. He was unsure of how else to feel about it. It was rumored around the school that Grimmjow was back with Halibel. Szayel had even told Ichigo that the two were back together, and that Grimmjow had even told him so.

"Aren't you two dating again?" Ichigo asked.

Grimmjow's reaction was that of a disgusted look, "Dating? Gods no. When I broke up with her, I broke up with her for good. I never got back with her, no matter who said what." He answered as he pulled up to Ichigo's apartment building. The Berry was unsure as to why they were there. He hadn't said that he wanted to go home just yet. But it's where Grimmjow had driven.

"Oh, I was just wondering because Szayel had told me that you said you two were." He told him as he got out of the car. Looking over to his friend he leaned down. "What are we doing anyway?" He asked.

"Well I'm gonna have a long talk with that fairy headed bastard. And I'm gonna go and park in the building's garage and I'll be up there in a moment. We're gonna get ready for the night." He told the boy before giving him a smile. Ichigo just shook his head and chuckled before closing the door and heading up toward his apartment.

As Gimmjow pulled into a free parking spot for visitors, he heard his phone in the back seat ring again. Sighing, he grabbed the device and looked at the caller ID. Halibel again; not feeling like talking to her, but knowing she wouldn't stop calling till he did, he answered.

"Hello?" He asked in a rugged tone.

"Grimmjow! There you are! I've been trying to get a hold of you for a while. Someone else answered earlier and hung up on me! I wanted to see if you wanted to come over and watch some movies with me today." She said sweetly.

"Ichigo answered the phone earlier, and he didn't hang up on you. I did. And no, I don't want to go watch movies with you. The last time I did that was over a month ago, and we didn't make it half way before you jumped me and forced me to have sex with you. And I'm done with your shit. I don't want to deal with you anymore. I told you that it was over a month ago. It was a mistake to even have sex with you that one night that we did, I was just feeling rejected so you were just a fuck." He said before hanging up on her again. He didn't want to wait for a reply from the woman. And he wasn't going to.

As he made his way into the building, he saw the old man at the counter and nodded a hello to him. The old man looked up and smiled, "It's been a while since I saw you." He spoke. The Blue stopped and walked over to the old man, leaning on the counter.

"Let me ask you something real quick." He said, fidgeting slightly as he leaned on the counter, the man raised a brow. "Have you ever wanted to be with someone so bad that that's all you thought about, but you just didn't know how to get them to think of you?" He asked while looking down at his hands. He fidgeted with them for a moment but looked up to the elderly man.

There was a sweet smile on his lips, "Of course, that's part of finding the right person." He said simply. Grimmjow waited for a moment for the man to go on, but it didn't seem like he was going to.

"How did you get them to think about you then?" He asked, thinking that the man was married or maybe was at one point.

The man chuckled slightly, "I did everything I could think of to make the woman fall in love with me. But it wasn't till long after I had married her that I found out that I didn't need to try so hard to make her think about me. She thought about me long before I ever thought about her in that way. But I didn't let it bother me when I found out so much later, because I had fun when I was with her when I was doing everything I could to get her to fall for me." He then explained. The man placed his hands on the counter, leaning closer to the man in front of him, he crossed his hands, "I may suggest though, Ichigo is a little bit of a recluse. But he likes to have fun, that's all you need to do."

Grimmjow straightened up with surprise, was it that obvious that he was trying to get Ichigo to fall for him? When he stepped back, he noticed that the old man's hand, there was a worn gold band around his left ring finger. "Well I hope that you and your wife are happy together." He said. He could see a flicker of shame in the man's features, but they faded quickly.

"Now go get him tiger." The man told him with an old chuckle.

The Blue just smiled and made his way to the elevator, getting in and pressing the 13th floor button, he leaned back against the wall of the metal box. Crossing his arms, he smiled to himself as he closed his eyes, thinking about what he just talked about with the man.

As the elevator doors opened, he looked up to see Ichigo standing there in front of the doors. The boy looked a little surprised to see Grimmjow standing there. "I was just coming down because you were taking so long." He said as he stepped back to let the male pass.

"Sorry, I was talking with the old guy at the desk down there." He noted before walking right up to the boy. Grabbing both sides of his waist, the Strawberry yelped as he was hoisted up off the floor and thrown over Grimmjow's shoulder.

"Woah hey! No!" He hollered and squirmed. He didn't like being lifted like this at all by the man. It felt embarrassing to him, to be this light to be thrown right over his shoulder and carried away. He didn't know what else to do other than squirm and try to free him. But to no avail.

He finally stopped as they made it to the door of his apartment, now finally giving up, knowing that he wouldn't get away. With his other arm, Grimmjow opened the apartment up and walked right in before tossing Ichigo onto the bed.

He himself then fell on the bed next to him. He didn't know why, but he was incredibly tired. "I know I said we can do whatever you want to do before tonight, but I am just so tired. I need to get some sleep real quick. Is that okay?" He asked. He was unsure if the boy would want him to stay here while he slept, but he didn't want to go anywhere else.

"Sure, get some rest. I need to take care of a few things anyway." Ichigo stated. With the blue haired boy laying there, he closed his eyes allowing himself to drift off into sleep, the Berry smiled at the male. Moving just slightly so that he could grab his bag that he'd set on the floor next to the bed when he first got home, he pulled out his sketch book.

He then stood and moved across the room, sitting on the floor with his back against the window. Flipping through the many pages of drafts, he landed on a free page. Then with the mechanical pencil that was always with the book, he started to slowly move the graphite across the page in light lines.

He would look from the page to his subject, then back again to continue drawing. First there was the floor, then the bed, then the blankets; he continued to draw over time. But each subject that was part of the drawing took a little longer than the last. He felt himself getting closer and closer to finally drawing the sleeping male that was on his bed. Albeit, he wasn't too sure he wanted to draw him in there just yet. It was as though Ichigo's mind was trying to tell him, 'Not yet, he's not perfect yet.'

His eyes kept moving from the page to the scene in front of him. He knew that he'd run out of matter for the background, and would eventually have to revert to drawing the male there. But for the moment he was currently drawing the dresser that sat on the other side of the bed. The clock that was on top of it, which finally had no paint covering the numbers, and the painting that was behind the bed.

Once he was done with those pieces, he looked over the whole of the drawing. It was the best that he could make it, but not the best that he'd done. Unsure of what else he could add into the piece, he reluctantly started on the real subject of his eye now. First he simply started with the legs that lay out on top of the blankets.

He slowly but surely moved the drawing farther and farther up the form, it took a good thirty minutes for him to get Grimmjow drawn in the way that he approved. The legs were strong, and muscular. It was obvious that the man had worked on building up the muscles there. But that's only from what the Berry could see, as the gym shorts the man wore only showed that much. Then there was the waist and stomach. The muscles that lined his stomach made that perfect V that everyone seemed to enjoy running their fingers over. His shirt was slightly lifted from his stomach, only covering half of his top. So the chest was still hidden away. Then came the arms, strong and protective. The arms that could lift someone up, or hold someone down. The shoulders, the collar bones, the neck, all in perfect condition. And finally, he was drawing the head of the male, his jaw line. Perfect and firm, straight, strong, structured. He made it perfection itself. Then came the lips, soft, sweet, tender, the type that almost everyone thought to be irresistible. After that came his nose, not too big, not too small. The perfect size. Then he moved to his ears, the curves of the lobes, the pronounced structure that one could only say were quite adorable. The hair was wild, but soft, tangled, short, but not too short. It was one of the many things he liked about the male. He always felt the need to run his hands through those blue locks.

As his fingers danced along the page with pencil in hand, he went on to the final piece of his subject. His eyes, when he looked back and forth between the page and the male, he started. Those eyes, the eyes of someone who was curious, who was strong, stern, happy. They were the eyes of someone who knew what love was, but also the eyes of someone who is cocky. The beautiful blue that showed, like the day sky, those eyes were owned by someone who even the thought of them made the Berry's day just a little better than it had been before.

Once he was done with the drawing, he looked it over, looking at every aspect of the sleeping man in his picture. He'd drawn it just the way that he'd seen Grimmjow. Not a hair was out of place. But there was something that made Ichigo feel a little uneasy. He'd drawn the picture just the way that he'd seen it. But the eyes of the boy. In his drawing they were open, and looking at him.

His eyes widened at the sight of the picture, head shooting up to look at the Blue male that was lying on his bed. Sure enough, those blue orbs were there, looking at him. The smile that was on his face was obvious, and the joy that lasted in his eyes was just showing that he was enjoying the surprise on the Strawberry's face thoroughly.

"I didn't think I should have disturbed you. You were so caught up in drawing me that I didn't even want to move." He said before sitting up, "You looked rather adorable sitting there drawing me."

A strange tingling sensation made itself known in Ichigo's face; he could feel the heat that lit his cheeks like a Christmas tree. He was caught drawing the man, and then he just had to go and make a comment like that?!

"You know, if you want to draw me, all you have to do is ask. I don't mind being your model." He said simply as he stretched from his slumber, waking the muscles that all felt like they'd also taken a nap with him.

"How long were you awake for?" The artist asked, closing his book, he stood from his spot to move toward the kitchen. He grabbed a mug and started to pour water in the teapot. Boiling the water on the stove, he went and grabbed a tea bag out of the cabinet.

"Well from where you were looking, I'd have to say you were drawing my dick." He smirked, hoping to get that red tinge to present itself on the other's face.

Sure enough, it showed brighter than usual, "I didn't draw your dick. I was drawing your waist line and stomach you ass." He said as he threw the pencil that he held at the man. It missed the target and landing right on the bed. He didn't actually want to hit him, just give him a warning that he would.

Grimmjow finally stood, yawning, he moved over toward Ichigo. He stepped behind the male before wrapping his arms around his shoulders. "Well then I guess maybe tonight, if you want to, you can draw my dick." He whispered in the boy's ear.

Ichigo shuddered as he wiggled his shoulders as if to worthlessly tell the other to get off him. It didn't make him budge any though. With the warm breathing on his ear, a shiver went down his spine as he tried to concentrate on making his tea. "Grimmjoooohhhh-oh-oh-woah…" He let out the name with a partial moan. The boy behind him had licked his neck.

He struggled now to get out of the Blue's grasp, finally getting free he shrugged his shoulders as to try and hide how that affected him. He placed a hand over where that wet muscle had touched him, glaring at the male he sighed. "Please don't do that again." He stated as he pushed the grease monkey out of the way as he grabbed the teapot to pour his hot water into the mug that held the tea bag.

"Sorry, you just smell so good. Kind of like a pumpkin spice. Reminds me of the fall season, you know, when people always bake pumpkin pies for Thanksgiving." He said with the widest grin on his lips, "I love that smell." He added before turning and heading toward the bed.

If our Strawberry's face got any more red, he was sure that he would actually turn into the damned fruit. He couldn't say anything to that, so he just turned away and started to scoop sugar into the mug before stirring it.

Sipping the hot drink, he watched the bluenette, 'I can't believe him. I can tell if he's joking or serious now. I swear he's just desperate.' Ichigo thought to himself. He was unaware that Grimmjow was wondering what he was doing himself. The Blue never really did that to anyone before, not even women. But all of a sudden he had the urge to do that and tease the Berry about it?

"Well get dressed, we're going out soon. And I want to show you a good time." He told him before lying back on the bed.

"I am dressed, and if we're going then why are you laying down again?" He asked as he moved toward the boy, still sipping his hot tea.

Grimmjow smirked and raised a brow, "You call that dressed for a date? Maybe I was wrong to come back to you." He commented, looking out toward the window. His eyes lingered on it. The blue streak was gone from the window, as was the blue hand. But the paint that was once on Ichigo's back was still stuck to the window. Grimmjow was unsure of if he should feel proud of that, or upset because that night ended so badly.

Shaking his head, he moved over to the dresser and grumbled about how unbelievable the other male was being. Sure he knew that he'd need to get dressed properly for a date for tonight, but he was a little bothered by how the other was just sitting there in not but the regular clothes that he wore for most of the day already. So why was he the only one needing to get dressed in something nice?

"Aren't you going to change too?" He asked as he looked through his dresser for clothes that he deemed acceptable for the night.

Looking back to the boy, he was a little surprised by the question, "Of course I am, but we're not at my house now are we?" He asked with a chuckle and a shake of his head before he turned it back to the window.

He let out a grumble before he pulled out a pair of black jeans. They weren't anything special, but they looked nice with almost everything he owned so, why not wear them? Looking through his shirts, he grabbed a gray v-neck shirt. Finally, he grabbed a vest that only held four buttons. Moving toward the small bathroom, he slipped in the room and pressed his back against the door. Sighing he tossed the clothes he picked out onto the lid of the toilet and rested his head back against the door.

"I can't believe I'm going through with this. After what he did to me, after what he does to me." He whispered to himself. Moving over to the mirror, he started to run the water in the sink before grabbing his toothbrush. Might as well clean himself up. Proceeding to scrub his teeth with the small brush, he couldn't help but think as to what the other male had planned for the night. He wasn't too sure that he was going to enjoy it.

Once he finally spit out the suds and toothpaste, he rinsed his mouth out before swishing mouthwash around. Spitting that out as well, he sighed and started to pull his clothes off. As he stood there in not but his underwear, he looked himself over in the mirror. His body was lean, not too muscular. But not too thin either. You could see the slight outline of muscle in his stomach and chest.

Smiling to himself, he slipped the pants on and then the gray shirt. Finally putting the vest on, he left the top button open before looking himself over. The vest was open till just below his chest. Looking himself over, he slipped from the bathroom before moving into the studio apartment that he owned. Wondering what Grimmjow would think of his outfit, he looked up to the boy who was now standing by the window, his eyes looking out there quietly. It was as though he was lost in thought with the view in front of him.

"Hey, are we going to your place so you can get changed?" Ichigo asked as he finished off his tea. Making a face of disgust when the drink hit his taste buds. 'Note to self: don't drink tea after brushing your teeth.' He thought to himself before putting the mug in the sink. Of course he'd clean it later in the night. He walked over to his dresser again, taking out a pair of socks. Closing the drawer, he bent down and pick up a pair of all black converse. Leaning against the wall near the door and pulls on his socks and shoes.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. You ready?" He asked with a smile as he looked over his date. To his surprise, he saw something immaculate. He didn't expect to see the boy dressed so well. He knew that he wanted to have him dress nicely, but it wasn't what he was expecting. "You look great." He said just barely audible for Ichigo to hear the words.

Smiling slightly, the Berry nodded and grabbed his keys and phone from the counter. Heading toward the door, he waited for his friend to follow. He held the door as Grimmjow exited the room before closing and locking it behind him.

The way down to the car was filled with silence. Neither of them wanted to break the silence as it held a feeling of security between the two. Neither of them could figure out why that was. Grimmjow did yet another thing that surprised himself a long with Ichigo, moving to the car, he opened the passenger's side door for the boy, and waited for him to get in before closing it. Sure he'd done that before, but that was when he was trying to impress someone.

Rushing around to his own side of the car, the Blue got in and started her up, "You're about to see why I am never home." He said as he turned around so he could back out of the parking spot he'd chosen earlier in the day.

Raising a brow, Ichigo looked at him a little confused. He wasn't actually going to say anything about the thought as to why the other wouldn't want to be home very often.

"I live with my mom and step-dad. The man doesn't like me, and I don't like him." He stated as a-matter-of-factly.

It took a good couple of minutes for the two of them to get in his neighborhood. It was quite a bit farther north than Ichigo's apartment. The neighborhood was quiet, but looked well off. They finally stopped in front of a house, the driveway seemed a little too high for the car that Grimmjow was driving, not to mention there was a large truck and a mini-van sitting there anyway, so the man parked on the street in front of the house.

Ichigo looked over the red brick house, following the blue haired male; he stopped on the front porch as he waited for the man to unlock the door. Once the door was opened, he was surprised by what he saw. From the moment that door opened, and he was able to look in, there were toys littering the floor everywhere. When the first male walked in, Ichigo reluctantly followed, the smell of the place wasn't bad, but it wasn't one that he would willingly live with.

Once in the front door, he closed it behind him silently. Right inside the door was a small half-wall standing between himself and the living room, it was a good seven feet long. On the other side of the half-wall sat two recliners, both with someone in them. A woman who was looking toward the two boys and a man that was just sitting there, watching the TV. A couch sat on the wall opposite the front door, and a large flat screen TV sat opposite the recliners. Toys littered the room, it looked like one step anywhere, you'd step on a toy.

"Hey mom." Grimmjow spoke to the woman. He didn't really say anything to the man at all. Within a second, a little girl came around the corner, giggling and running straight toward Grimmjow with open arms. "Oh there's the beautiful Lilynette!" He exclaimed happily. He picked up the short girl that had bright blonde hair.

Resting her on his hip, he carried her away toward the kitchen. Ichigo followed. As they made their way into the kitchen, Grimmjow reached on top of the fridge and grabbed a cookie out of the jar that sat up there, handing it to the little girl that was in his arms.

After he set the girl down, she started to munch on the cookie before looking up at Ichigo. Trying to hide behind the Blue's leg, she watched him. "Hey Lil, why don't you go play with Menoly?" He spoke to her softly as to not frighten the poor girl.

She sprinted off around Ichigo before turning the corner and running out of the room. Grimmjow chuckled and turned, continuing on toward what seemed to be a small hallway. With a step down, he opened a door and walked right into a room that had the walls painted a bright pink in color.

Ichigo followed, but stopped in the room when he got a good look at it. It was small. Tiny in fact. It was about the same size as his bathroom! He looked about it. It was filled with clutter, but what really caught his attention was the smell. It was better than the rest of the house, and smelled of oil, gasoline, and even metal.

The room wasn't really a mess though, even with all the clutter that was in it, it seemed like an organized mess if anything. Most of the things that were in his room, were car parts. Bolts, tools, oil, a gas container, steering wheels hung from the walls, hand drawn pictures that weren't very good at all, a calendar that was not but classic cars, a Volkswagen hubcap, a purple sparkle painted frame piece, and even the bumper of a red car were all hanging on the walls. A small mini fridge, a large speaker next to that, that didn't seemed to be plugged into anything. But sitting in the middle of the room was a small twin sized bed that held a cork board behind it with many pieces of paper attached to it.

"You can sit on the bed if you like, sorry for not having much space in here. I'm only here to sleep really." He said as he opened the closet that sat opposite his bed. But was not but two feet from the end of it.

Ichigo did as instructed, sitting on the bed, he felt a little restless in the room. There was a door right next to the bed, not being the one they just came in. "Where's this door lead?" He asked, hooking his thumb toward the closed door.

Grimmjow looked up into the mirror that was also the closet's door, "That goes to the backyard." He said before pulling clothes out of the closet. He discarder the shorts he was wearing, dropping them to reveal his loose fitting boxers. If he'd been sitting, Ichigo was positive that he'd be able to see everything. Turning to the side, Grimmjow looked toward his closet so he couldn't tell how red Ichigo's face was from this. When the man turned to the side, so that Ichigo could get a view from his left, he saw a rather large bulge that pronounced itself there!

Turning away as to try his best not to look at it, he bit his lip and closed his eyes. He didn't want to get a hard on right there in this other man's room. Just from looking at him in his boxers. But that couldn't be helped really, because he WAS in this man's room, and he DID see the bulge that was there. He just couldn't get his mind off it now.

He heard the noise of, either it be pants or a shirt, clothes hit the floor. He was sure that the other boy was now shirtless, still looking away, he could feel his face having the same heat as it was the moment those shorts hit the floor. He knew that he was red. "Are you going to sit there forever or are we going to go now?" He heard Grimmjow's voice chime into his thoughts. Looking up, he noticed the male was fully dressed, wearing a dark gray colored shirt that had what looked like white paint stains on the hem of it. With a large leather jacket over the cloth. His jeans were a dark blue, with a little bit of rough spots in the thighs. In truth, he thought the man looked incredible for what he wore. But then he felt overdressed now.

Standing, Ichigo gave the room one last look before he realized why the room felt so small to him. There were no windows. He nodded and followed the other out. Just as they came out of the room, there stood a little boy, his hair a bright red, "Menis, go away." Grimmjow groaned as he walked past the boy and pushed the child away by his head. Ichigo tried to move passed the kid without a word, but his arm was grabbed by the child.

"Play with me!" The kid hollered as he hung onto the Berry's arm.

Looking up with a plea of help to Grimmjow, he noticed the irritated look on the Blue's features. Walking over to the child, Grimmjow grabbed him by the top of his head, his hand getting a good grip on the child, he steered him away from the Strawberry and toward the living room.

"I said go away." He said as he lightly pushed the child onto the couch. The boy tumbled and overdramatically fell on the couch and then forced himself to fall off the couch on the floor. Grimmjow shook his head as he started toward the door.

"Hey boy!" Ichigo jumped at the voice that sounded, he looked over toward the man that had been silent till now who was sitting in the recliner. He was now facing the two of them. "Don't push him so hard, how would you like it if I threw you across the room?" He asked as he stood up.

The bluenette just stopped mid-stride before turning his head. "I didn't throw him, I hardly pushed him. Now shut up and leave me alone." He stated as he turned and walked out. Ichigo followed quickly in suit as to not be stuck in that house with the man any longer than he needed to be.

The two of them made it to the car silently, getting in, and starting her up, Grimmjow pulled away from the house. "Sorry about that. He's the reason I'm hardly there anymore." He stated as he turned the corner and stopped at a red light.

Ichigo looked to him, that house was a wreck, and it kind of made Ichigo sick to his stomach to see this male living in such conditions. He wanted to say something, but decided best not to. Looking toward him, he looked down at the man's hand. It was sitting on the shift knob.

Without even thinking about it, he moved his hand and placed it on the knob as well, the metal ball that sat in Grimmjow's palm, was now also in his own. Their fingers were laced together in the front of the ball, while their hands covered the rest. He couldn't tell you if he tried, but the feeling of touching the boy was as exciting as Christmas morning.

A smile found its way onto Grimmjow's lips as he looked forward. He needed to have one hand on the shift knob to drive, so it felt good to be able to hold onto the Berry's hand like this, even though there was a cold metal between the two hands. "Last time I actually talked to that man, I was 15." He stated. Looking over to Ichigo he turned back to the road as the light turned green. "He was yelling at me then too." He said with a sigh before continuing, "He always yelled at me because he wasn't my real dad and he'd always push me around and throw me across the room and whatnot."

Ichigo looked at him in surprise, it was no wonder the boy didn't like that man that yelled at him about pushing the kid onto the couch. "What the hell?" Ichigo whispered to himself unbelievably. He didn't like the man already.

"But that was all before I turned 15, a little while after my 15th birthday, he was yelling at me about something. I don't remember what exactly. But he got up in my face and decided to yell at me. I asked him to step back because I didn't like being so close to him." He said, pausing for a moment as if trying to remember what happened correctly, "Mind you, never once did I ever get mad or physical with him, through all the yelling, the pushing, the throwing, or when he'd smack me upside the head." He added. Ichigo's blood began to boil in his veins as he heard all of this. "But that day, I was just fed up with his shit. He didn't slap me, or shove me, or throw me, he yelled. Until I told him to step back anyway. After I told him to step back, he poked me in the face. Right in the cheek. I don't know why, but that just made me snap. I beat the hell out of him, and he got quite a few good punches in too. But I split his lip, and hit him in the back. His spine is pretty bad, so he just fell over and screamed in pain." He said with a triumphant smirk on his face.

Shaking his head, he sighed and looked out the window. "I'm glad that you're okay." He whispered to where Grimmjow couldn't hear it. The man still held the other's hand, looking out the windshield as he drove, he didn't say anything else. The two of them really didn't need to.

As they drove, they were silent, no one spoke, there was no radio, and there was almost no sound. The only noise there was, was that of the cars passing by. The two weren't sure if it was the other's wish to be silent, so they didn't say anything.

The drive was relatively short despite the feeling of silence lingering on. Finally they came to a restaurant. Looking up at it, he saw the big white sign with red letters glowing at the top. Visord as it read. "You can't be serious." He commented, looking back to the male. From Grimmjow, to the building, back to Grimmjow. He let his jaw just hang there in disbelief. "You're taking me here? Are you serious?" He asked.

Chuckling nervously, he raised a brow, "Is that alright?" He asked. Parking his car, he shut it off, "If you don't want to be here then we can go somewhere else." He added before looking to Ichigo who still looked baffled at the fact that they were even there to begin with.

"U-uh… No, I mean- Yes, well. But- I don't know! I love this place it's just…can you even afford it?" He asked still bewildered.

Watching at how the Orange topped male fumbled and bumbled his words, he couldn't help but laugh. When he finally got the question out if the Blue could afford it, he raised a brow. "And what makes you think I wouldn't be able to afford this sort of thing?" He asked crossing his arms as if he was pissed and trying to get an answer from the male.

"Well I mean…" He said before turning away from Grimmjow's gaze. He heard the male snicker before he felt a hand on top of his head, ruffling his hair.

The glare he shot the blue eyed demon said that he'd kill. But it didn't even faze him as he grinned a toothy grin. "Don't worry about price. Just get whatever you want." He stated before getting out of the car. Moving around to the other side, he wanted to get the door for the Berry, but Ichigo was already out of the car and closing the door.

As the two walked into the restaurant, there stood a large man. In both statures of the idea. He stood there with pink hair that was closely shaven to the top of his head. "Good evening there gentlemen, just going to be the two of you tonight?" He asked in a kind and gentle voice.

"Yes please." Grimmjow said with a smile.

"This way then if you would." He said, waving his hand as he walked toward the dining hall. The room was immaculate; the ceiling was a little higher than that of a single story building, but not as high as a two. The walls were a delicate but dark red, the rug was crimson, and the windows that reached from floor to ceiling were covered by golden tapestries. Each table was a clear crystal, not just the table top, but the single leg that sat in the middle of the table and stretched out in three directions. A soft red table cloth was on the top of each table, but everyone knew that the tables were crystal. A large candle sat in the middle with a clear glass vase around it. Bundles of orchid were planted in the middle of the room, all surrounding a fountain.

As they were lead to their table, Ichigo still couldn't believe what was going on here. This was his first date, THE FIRST DATE, with the man, and he was already going overboard. As they sat, the man looked from one to the other, "Can I get you two anything to drink? We have a wonderful wine menu right here, or if you'd prefer, we also have a beer menu on the back. Everything listed is on draft of course." He said with a smile.

Grimmjow was the first to look at the beers; Ichigo chuckled, thinking that the Blue would probably say that wines were too feminine for his taste. "I'll have a corona." He said as he looked up to the man. He got a nod from the pink haired man.

Ichigo took the menu next and looked over at it before smiling, "And I'll have an Angry Orchard." He noted before putting the drinks menu off to the side. Looking from the menu to Grimmjow, he raised a brow at the smile that was on his lips. "What?" He asked when the large man had finally walked away.

"Nothing, I just figured that you'd go for some girly drink." He said with a chuckle and a shake of his head before looking at the food menu that was placed in front of him. If looks could kill, Grimmjow would be dead for almost the hundredth time this night. And Ichigo was sure that there'd be close to a hundred more deaths for the man, considering the night was still young.

Deciding that it'd be best for him to choose something to eat before the man came back to take their order. Looking over the menu he really had no idea what he was in the mood for. Looking up from the booklet, he looked to Grimmjow, "What should I get?" He asked candidly.

Looking up to the Orange, Grimmjow just shrugged, "What do you like? They have steak, sushi, pastas, and burgers, anything you want." He noted with a smile. Setting down the menu, he put his elbow on the table and rested his chin in his hand. "Or if you want, I'll be on the menu later for you." He said with a wink.

'Oh my god… Did he really just say that?!' Ichigo screamed internally. He stared at the man in front of him with a blank expression. The grin on Grimmjow's face was still there. Finally when the blood found its circulation, it swirled around to his face, and his hands moved the menu that he was holding up in front of him so that Grimmjow couldn't see his face.

Howling with laughter, Grimmjow couldn't help how loud the noise that came from him. He tried his best to keep it down but there was no containing it. And with the noise, almost everyone around them turned to look at what happened to be so funny. But all they saw was one boy laughing his ass off while the other hid behind a menu.

Trying to calm himself down, Grimmjow's laughter quieted slowly. But once he was quiet, Ichigo finally looked up over the menu again to see the man looking at him with a smile. It was a sweet smile if anything, but there was something else there too. "What?" The Berry asked as he bit his lip in anticipation.

"Nothing, I was just smiling at you, is that so wrong?" The Blue asked quietly for only Ichigo to hear. A woman started toward them, carrying the two beers that they had ordered.

"Corona?" She asked looking from one boy to the next with a questioning gaze. Her black hair was long, and her eyes were hard through her glasses. Grimmjow raised his hand as if to acknowledge that the beer was his. As she set the mug down, she placed the other in front of the Orange topped male. "My name is Lisa; I'm gonna be taking care of you for the rest of the night." She said as she pulled out a pad and pen, "What can I get for you two tonight?" She asked looking from one to the other.

The grease monkey just let his eyes sit on Ichigo's as if he were telling the boy to order. So following suit, the waitress also turned to him and smile politely. But only to where one would think she had to for her job. There was no real joy behind it.

Shaking his head from the thought that the smile didn't mean anything, he looked over the menu before deciding, "Oh, this sounds good. I think I'll have the chef's cut sirloin, medium rare please." He said as he placed the booklet on the edge of the table.

Nodding, she wrote it down before looking back up to him, "Mashed potatoes alright? And would you like a soup or salad?" She asked as she gave that same fake smile from before.

"Yeah, that's fine. And I think I'll have a soup tonight." He added before looking toward Grimmjow. "Surprise me with whatever kind you have." He added, his eyes lingering on the male in front of him before turning back to her.

"I'll have the cheese burger with bacon if you would?" He asked as he turned his gaze only slightly toward the woman who stood there, "No soup or salad, thank you." His gaze turned back to the boy across the table.

As she headed off to put the orders in, the smile that was on Grimmjow's face only grew, eventually his teeth were showing just how cocky he felt about the night.

The sun had drifted to the opposite side of the horizon, "That was delicious!" Ichigo exclaimed as he turned around to face the other as he walked backward in the parking lot. His arms were outstretched as the air felt a little chilly to him.

Just watching him, with a chuckle that was making itself known from his throat, the Blue just followed after the male toward the blue Jetta. It was a scene that he found quite entertaining. The artist usually didn't act in such a manner; he was usually quiet and calm. But it seemed this night was supposed to be more exciting for him. So Grimmjow just went with the flow of the joy it seemed to have.

"Well I'm stuffed, so what now?" Ichigo asked turning back toward the car. He hoped on his feet before stopping next to the door of the vehicle.

"This is weird; it's a whole new side of you." The grease monkey noted as he watched the other move about. He still held a smile on his face, but when he noticed the uncertainty in Ichigo's features, he shook his head. "That's not a bad thing. I was just stating something I noticed about you." He added before unlocking the doors to the car.

"Sorry, I just seem to always be a little hectic when I have too much alcohol." The Berry noted as he opened the door. Remembering how many beers he had during their dinner, he chuckled at the thought. He had more than he probably should have if he were driving.

Thankfully however, Grimmjow hadn't seemed to have as many beers. It wasn't his intention to get the boy buzzed, or even drunk this night, it just seemed to go that way.

As the two got in the vehicle, the Blue started it up and smirked thinking how the boy next to him really didn't have that many beers, so he seemed to be a little bit of a light weight. Pulling out of his parking space and heading out, he sped down the street, heading in the opposite direction of the boy's apartment.

"Hey where are we going?" He asked turning from the window to face Grimmjow now. He recognized the path they were taking, "This road leads to Bankai." He stated before looking farther up the road.

Bankai, a large city that was over the longest bridge that was near Karakura town. It was a city that most people went to, to party and go to clubs. Of course there were clubs in Karakura town too, but over in Bankai, they were livelier and much more expensive. But that wasn't all, that was only at night. During the day the city of Bankai was even more alive. It was like the central city to all businesses.

"Yes, Bankai is on the other side of the Xcution bridge, but we're not going to see the other side of the bridge just yet." He stated as they made their way onto the two lain highway that lead to the bridge.

A mile ahead of the bridge however, they pulled into a gas station, "I'm gonna grab a soda, want one?" The grease monkey asked as he stepped out of the car, leaving the vehicle running.

"Uh, sure. Anything will do I guess." Ichigo noted. Looking around the gas station, he noticed quite a few cars that littered the place. It was close to ten o'clock at night now, so it wasn't uncommon for a gas station to have business, but to have this many cars there was almost unheard of.

Counting the cars, there were near fifteen. It came off as strange to him before he looked up to see Grimmjow standing there talking with one of the guys he saw at the garage that he'd worked in with Grimmjow on the Audi.

As the two of them walked out, he realized that he also saw that male when he was at that club the night before he first went to the garage. He had black hair and green eyes. Sighing, the Berry didn't really care for the male. He was quiet and it bothered Ichigo; not that he minded quiet people, just this guy, was too quiet.

Grimmjow waved off the other male who headed to his own car. The Strawberry recognized the car as a Honda CR-Z. It wasn't anything special from his idea of a car, it was actually rather common street racing car, so those kinds of cars were everywhere.

"Alright, it's almost time for everyone to meet." Grimmjow explained as he sat down in his seat again finally, handing Ichigo a Pepsi. He just sat there for a moment, taking a large gulp of his own soda, a Dr. Pepper. His leg was still hanging out of the car door with the large piece of metal still sitting ajar.

"Hey Grimmjow!" Someone called out. Both the Berry and the Blue looked out in the direction of the voice. It was Nnoitra, and he was walking their way with Nel in toe after him. She looked just as happy as could be, but when she noticed Ichigo sitting in the passenger's seat, a huge smile grew on her face.

She raced over to his side of the car and opened the door hugging him. "Oh my god I didn't know you were coming out here tonight!" She said as she ruffled his hair.

Groaning Ichigo swatted her away. "I didn't chose to come out here, he just brought me," He said with a hook of his thumb toward Grimmjow, who was now talking with Nnoitra. "I don't even know what's going on." He added before looking toward the blue male that he was supposed to be on a date with.

"The races are tonight." She said with the widest grin on her lips. "It's so cool, and actually kinda hot to see the cars out there." She said with a wink and a nod toward Grimmjow. "I've never seen guys so horny over something so silly, but once I came out here once or twice, I started to see where they were coming from." She said before standing up. "Well I'll see you out there. Don't forget to wear a condom." She said the last part as a whisper, and winked at him once before trotting off toward her own date.

When the Blue sat down in the car again, he closed the door and put his seatbelt on. This made Ichigo realize they were about to leave the gas station, so he closed his own door. "So street races huh?" He asked with a raised brow and an all-knowing smirk on his face. He guessed that's what this was, but wasn't positive till now.

"Yeah, it's really fuckin' cool." The grease monkey said as he pulled out of the gas station's parking lot and down the high way toward the bridge. "If you don't want to be here, we can just go home." He said as he gave the Orange a look of question.

"Oh no, I think this will be fun. I've never really been out to the races, although a few people have talked about them. I didn't know Ulquiorra and Nnoitra were part of it too though." He said with his eyes still on the road ahead of him.

"Yeah, everyone from the garage comes out to these every Wednesday and Saturday nights." The other explained. His hand came to rest on Ichigo's thigh, rubbing little circles around the inner muscles of his leg.

"Everyone? Like, Szayel too?" He asked with a worried look. He wasn't really looking forward to running into his "partner" down at a race that his crush took him to.

"Naw, he told me that he didn't want to go tonight. He said something about his boyfriend apparently made plans with someone else and that he wanted to take him tonight. But that was ruined with his poor boyfriend canceling on him this morning." Grimmjow said all this with the widest smirk on his lips. The sneer that the Blue had illustrated when Ichigo had mentioned Szayel was not something the Orange thought he'd ever see, but he tried not to laugh when he heard Grimmjow's explanation of the situation.

"Thank gods. I don't think I can stand being around him today. He's really needy." Ichigo noted before he leaned back into his seat and took a deep breath with his eyes closed.

While he sat there, his eyes were yanked open by the sound of a loud bass; he felt the car juggle a little as they pulled into a grassy area. Looking around, Ichigo could see so many colors of neon lights under-glow. There were cars of every make and model, all painted exquisitely. The bass was coming from a large silver Hummer H3 that had the tail end of it up with huge speakers blaring out. People were standing everywhere, car's hoods were open to let it show what people were packing, and some cars still had their drivers sitting on the opened engine. Bikes were around as well, some Kawasaki, some Honda, even a few Ducati were around the vicinity.

"Like what you see?" Ichigo heard Grimmjow whisper in his ear. The voice made him jump a little as he whipped his face toward the sudden noise. The Blue just barely managed to pull his face back before the two of the collided.

"Huh? Oh, yeah this place is awesome." He stated as he turned his face back to the scene.

There was one bike in particular that caught the Orange's attention. It was a Kawasaki Ninja, a white one at that. The rear wheel was extended quite farther than relatively necessary. It had a painted black fox on the body while there were also many white lights hanging out of it. The walls of the wheels were white while the rest of the wheels were black.

When the Jetta had finally stopped moving, and was parked between a Honda and a Corvette, Ichigo got out of the car and moved straight for the bike that he'd just seen. Once he got there he went ahead and knelt down next to it. He couldn't help but run his fingers along the artwork of the fox that sat on its body. As he was looking it over, and thinking about how it'd be better if there was a lion or some other animal instead of a fox, a voice rang out.

"Do you like bikes?" It said. It was a sinister voice, but also somewhat of a kind one. Turning his head to the direction of the owner, he was greeted with the biggest smirk he'd ever seen. The man had silver like hair, and wore a white shirt with a white opened hoodie. And to finish off the idea, white pants too!

"Oh, sorry is this your bike?" Ichigo said as he pulled his hand away, realizing that he was touching someone's bike. He only dreamed of having such a bike, and even thought about having it the same way that this bike was made. It came to him as a surprise to see that someone already owned something like his idea.

"I didn't tell you to stop touching it. I simply asked if you liked the bike." The smiling male said before turning his head away slightly to see what was causing a commotion a bit of ways away. "You can touch all you like," He added before turning back to look at the male who was kneeling by his bike. "The name is Gin. And who might you be?" He asked.

Standing upright, the Berry held out his hand to shake the man's, "The name is Ichigo." He said with a smile. The other, Gin, didn't take the offer to shake. He just stood there and nodded.

"I see, well it's nice to meet you Ichigo. Sorry, but I really need to get back to my girl. She's probably missing me dearly. Nice chatting with you." He said before turning and walking away toward the Hummer that was blasting that loud music.

His hand lingered in the air for a moment, then fell to his side. Feeling slightly hurt just from the rejected hand shake, he shrugged and turned. Once he'd spun around, he hit himself face first into a solid form.

Almost falling backward, he shook himself off from the sudden impact that he'd just had. Looking up at the form, he could feel his cheeks turning a shade or two of pink. "So you like bikes huh? I would never have guessed that Berry." The Blue grease monkey chuckled before looking off toward the hummer with the music, "Didn't think Gin would actually talk with you either." He added before turning and shaking his head back toward his car.

As Ichigo followed, he took one last glance toward the direction of the bikes. Looking over the white one, one last time, he grumbled about that being his idea. "Why didn't you think he'd talk to me?" The Strawberry questioned.

"Because," Grimmjow started before turning his head toward the hummer again, "he's homophobic. And incredibly religious. He thinks being gay is a sin." He finished with a shrug and a shake of his head.

"Well that explains a lot." The boys heard a woman's voice this time. When they turned around, an arm wrapped around both of them as Nel's form landed between the two. She was giggling and holding on to the both of them. "So tell me." She said as she forced the two to continue walking toward the Jetta. "What are your intentions with my Strawberry?" She asked eyes on Grimmjow.

If Ichigo's face was pink before, it was red now. "Your Strawberry? Well mom, my intentions are nothing short of what you already had in mind for my intentions to be tonight." The Blue told her with the biggest smirk on his lips.

Nel and Ichigo both looked at him in a surprised manner, Ichigo more than Nel however.

The wink that Nel gave to her friend before she ran off to find her own date again, said that she was hoping for him. He couldn't believe that though. How could it be that she was this into getting him to bed with this guy?

Chuckling, Ichigo shook his head before he heard the roar of exhaust, and the sound of wheels shrieking on the pavement. His head turned toward the street that was not but twenty feet from him. There were two cars out there, a silver 350Z, and a yellow S2000. He didn't really care for either of the cars. But the race he was sure would be an obvious win.

He heard chatter, and the sound of the bass from the Hummer quiet down. Looking over to the large vehicle, he noticed a rather large flat screen TV sitting in the back of it as well. On the screen was the rear end of the two cars.

Looking from the Hummer to the cars on the road again, he noticed the red Ducati Monster, which sat behind them. On the front of the bike sat a small camera. It was connected via wireless signals to the TV so that people could see who won when they went over the bridge.

Ichigo didn't bother looking at the TV, he just watched as the cars soon took off down the road. Turning to Grimmjow, the man seemed to be on his toes so that he could tower over everyone and look at the race. The smile that was on his face when he saw the cars making it over the bridge just showed how much he actually enjoyed the races.

"So tell me, who's faster? You or Nnoitra?" The Berry asked, looking at Grimmjow, and then passed him while walking to the Jetta and Nnoitra's Honda Civic.

At the same moment, the tall man that always had that smile on his face came over. "I smell a challenge coming on." He stated as a matter-of-factly. As he reached the two boys, he draped his arm over Grimmjow's shoulder and looked to Ichigo, "Hey what up Strawberry?" He asked with the wildest grin on his lips.

"Oh nothing, I was just wondering who would be faster in their car between the two of you. But it's obvious that Grimmjow would win, hands down." He said with a scowl now on his face from the nickname that Nnoitra used.

The silent smirk and the shake of his head said that Grimmjow knew what was coming next. But Nnoitra's features got serious all of a sudden. "Grimmjow beat me?" He asked, glancing between the Blue and the Orange. "Maybe in his wildest dreams!" He cackled with laughter.

All through the laughter and the fun Nnoitra was poking at the two, Ichigo didn't seemed moved by it. He just stood there with his arms crossed, nodding as a sarcastic approval, and a raised brow. "Just words." He egged the male on.

Within moments of the taller man ranting and screaming about how he was the faster of the two, he finally did what Ichigo was looking for and challenged Grimmjow to a race. Which of course the Blue had accepted and went ahead to his car while the pirate friend of his went to tell the man on the bike with the video camera.

"You know, I've never actually beaten him before." Grimmjow began to explain while he and Ichigo sat in wait for the okay to get their little race started.

The look on the Berry's features showed surprise, "Then why did you let me get you into this? I just thought that it'd be an easy win so you could do what most guys want to do and show off!" He explained as he grumbled and moved to get out of the car in an attempt to call it off.

"Hey, don't you even think about trying to call this race off now." The grease monkey demanded. Wiggling his finger as if to say to stay there, he smirked all-knowingly. "I said I never beat him before. Not that I can't. I just didn't ever try, because I had no reason to. He was always on a date with someone and always wanted to show off." He explained with the same smirk on his lips.

Ichigo nodded as if understanding, because he did. Grimmjow helped his friend show off when he needed to get a girl. But now it was the Blue's turn to show off for his own date. "So he's gonna go easy on you?" Ichigo questioned with a raised brow, unsure of how it was supposed to impress him to know that the other went easy on him.

"Ha! As if. He doesn't know that all those times I went easy on him. So he's probably going to expect to win this time. But we both know that's not going to be the case tonight." He addefd before turning his head forward as now both cars were sitting on the empty road.

The roar of Nnoitra's car sounded to Grimmjow's left, both the boys turned to look at him and Nelliel whom was in the passenger's seat, before looking at the road. Hearing someone on the sidelines blow a horn once…twice…three…then the fourth and longest signaling GO!

The cars took off. Both neck and neck, both roaring, and both speeding up only moments from the bridge. As he heard the engine, the gasoline being sucked into the machine only to have it ignite and set the pistons moving with the car launching farther and faster, Ichigo could feel his blood pump faster and faster. The faster the car moved, the faster his own heart raced.

At the same time, there was a honk from behind them. Grimmjow looked into the rearview mirror as Ichigo turned to look at the bike that was behind them, that was now speeding up to pass the two cars. "What?" Ichigo questioned as he watched the motorcyclist zip by.

"Cops." The Blue male spoke as he still had his eyes glancing from the road to the mirror and back. He saw the flashing of blue and red in the distance. He looked over toward his friend, Nnoitra, and flicked his middle and index from his forehead as a salute. Then he pushed the gas harder and threw it into the next gear and the car listened as it had moved even faster, taking the lead between the two friends, and getting farther from the police that were behind them giving chase. Other cops had already pulled up to the people that were speculating.

"Grimmjow, you'd better get away from them. I can't have anything on my record." The Berry explained as he kept looking over his shoulder to make sure that the cops weren't getting any closer.

"Calm down. There are three bridges that lead from Karakura to Bankai; the Shikai Bridge is likely the best bet to get back without getting caught. So that's the one I'll take." He reassured as he took a sharp left at a light and went down a road that lead through a winding neighborhood.

They began to slow to a more legal speed, and moved along the road. Once they pulled to a stop light, Grimmjow looked to his friend. "Well that was kind of fun." He said with a chuckle and a wink.

The blush came onto the Strawberry's features quickly as he turned away. "Yeah, I had a great night." He said with a silent smile on his lips. His eyes shifted to the clock on the dash, 1:56. It was almost 2 o'clock in the morning. He could feel a tinge of woe with knowing that the night would end and Grimmjow would once again be gone from his sight.

"Well, the night isn't over just yet." He heard Grimmjow say as he felt a hand placed on top of his own. Even though he needed to remove his hand every now and again to shift, he'd place it back on top of the Berry's hand that rested on his own lap. "And I'm not gonna just up and leave, not unless you don't want me here." He added, looking from the road to the boy in the passenger's seat.

The warmth that rested on the top of his hand wasn't only reassuring that he meant what he said, but that he'd also stick by his words as well. Or at least that's what it seemed for Ichigo.

As the car moved along quietly, neither boy had spoken. It's not that they were afraid to say something wrong, or that they didn't know what to say. It's just that there was nothing that needed to be said. Neither of them had a reason to say anything. Ichigo knew that Grimmjow didn't want to leave him now, and Grimmjow knew that Ichigo didn't want him to.

It wasn't too long before Grimmjow had pulled into the apartment's parking garage again. Pulling into the spot reserved for Ichigo's apartment, they got out. It was showing that both boys were exhausted. With lethargic eyes, Ichigo pressed the elevator button that would bring them to his home, and waited for the metal box to appear.

But there were a pair of soft, cold lips pressed against his neck there shortly after pressing the button. "You smell wonderful, and taste great too." He heard the Blue whisper next to his ear as he felt those lips give butterfly kisses and nips and nibbles on the flesh of his neck.

Gasping, Ichigo tilted his head to the side to let the other have his way. Feeling his hands ghost over the Strawberry's thighs, those strong hands gripped his legs and lifted him up off his feet. Ichigo's legs wrapped around the other's waist, holding on for dear life.

When the ding of the elevator was heard, it was Ichigo who lead them in. With a tug on Grimmjow's blue locks, the male moved into the elevator, pressing him up against the wall. It took him a moment before realizing that he had to press the button to get to the proper floor. But once that was done, his lips were back on the exposed flesh.

Sucking hard on the skin between his lips, he knew that he'd leave a mark. So once he pulled away to look at his handy work, Grimmjow saw the large bruise that was quickly forming on the open flesh.

The sight of the mark made Grimmjow grow harder by the second. Pushing his hips against the other's ass, he grinded against him with a manic smirk. The look made Ichigo groan with the friction between the two. But that's when his lips were captured, and his mouth was invaded. The struggle between Grimmjow and Ichigo was apparent, but needless to say, Grimmjow won with his tongue in the other's mouth.

With the Blue's hands on the other's ass, holding him up, the ding of the elevator sounded as they had reached their floor. "Come…come…come on, we neeEeeeEd to get-t M-m-m-ma-my bed." Ichigo mumbled and stumbled all over his words as he tried to say them to where Grimmjow would respond.

But with the expectation of being put down, he was mistaken when the grease monkey had turned and started to walk out of the elevator with him still attached to Grimmjow's hips.

It happened quickly as the two made their way through the hall. But once they had reached apartment 15, Ichigo felt his back pushed up against the door. As the feeling of the door made itself painfully aware that there was a surface behind him, Ichigo tried his best to open the door. Only to fail multiple times before he found it'd be best to push Grimmjow's mouth off his own before he would be able to unlock the door and get through the entrance.

The whole while, the Blue didn't release the Orange, only held him until the door was opened, then began to assault his lips once more as he moved into the foyer of the other's home.

Once through the door, the Orange's body flew through the air only to land on the soft comfort of his bed. As his head hit the pillow, he looked up to see the man above him pulling his own shirt over his head. The muscles that showed on his form were enough to make Ichigo almost cum right then and there. He wasn't super muscular, but he had enough to have a well-defined six pack, and pecs.

He could feel the drool that was beginning to form on his lips as he watched the man toss his shirt away and do that sexy crawl across the bed toward him. The way he moved toward Ichigo made the boy wiggle and squirm under his gaze. Although he wasn't exactly shy about it, he was more so nervous and excited.

Nothing was said as Grimmjow's met his once again, but this time more sensual and passionate than aggressive. His hands trailed down Ichigo's form, popping the buttons of the vest he wore, and slipping it off him. Then came the hem of his shirt, the gray material was soft in Grimmjow's hands, but it was in his way. So it was discarded like his own.

His hands trailed over the soft skin of the Strawberry, moving up from his waistband, he lightly grazed over his navel before resting his hand in the center of Ichigo's front. When his hand sat there, Grimmjow felt the Berry place his own hand on his chest instead, and push. Going with it, Grimmjow fell to his back on the bed, and had the Orangette sitting on his pelvis.

The two didn't say anything, as if it needed to be said, as Ichigo moved and placed his lips against the other's stomach, leaving butterfly kisses here and there as his hands rested against the brim of the Blue's pants. As his mouth found its way to the brim, his teeth gripped the fabric as it pulled the button free.

And much to Grimmjow's surprise, through the skillful use of the other's tongue and teeth, he managed to get the zipper down as well.

Raising a brow, the grease monkey gasped at the thought of that skillful tongue going over his cock. Not taking his eyes away from Ichigo's he helped Ichigo remove his pants. Wiggling his butt and lifting it from the bed before the article was discarded to the side somewhere.

"Dear god." Grimmjow whispered as he was thinking that it was taking way too long. But at that moment, his thoughts all flew away as he felt a warm wet sensation on the fabric of his boxers. Gasping he tried his best to not buck his hips toward the other's face. But even that proved unsuccessful when he felt a hand slide under one of the legs of his boxers and touch him.

With how hard he was, Grimm wasn't sure of how long he'd be able to stand this feeling without getting inside the boy.

With that thought in mind, he sat up and pulled Ichigo from his task up to his own lips again. But as his mouth was assaulting the Orange, his hands were at the top of his pants, unbuttoning, unzipping, and pulling them down. With all of that, the boy sat on Grimmjow's lap in naught but his underwear. That happened to be so small, that it was almost nothing. The cloth just barely went above the base of his cock while the bottom of it seemed to be barely holding everything else in. It was the type of underwear that he'd seen a few girls wear. As he recalled, they called them boy shorts.

As his rough hands gripped the ass of his newest partner, Grimmjow pulled him close and moaned slightly into his mouth. But this didn't last long as Ichigo had pulled back once again, much to the Blue's dismay, and moved down his body. And once again his lips began their assault on Grimmjow's crotch. But this time hands were pulling the boxers down as the lips found the head of him. Much to the Strawberry's surprise, the appendage that was attached to Grimmjow was not as small as he'd figured, in fact; he was much larger, and thick. At least a solid eight.

With the groan that sounded, Ichigo's hair seemed to appear and disappear in the blurred vision of the male under him. As his hands moved and tangled into the light colored locks, gripping roughly, he began to thrust his hips.

As his cock moved farther and farther into the back of Ichigo's throat, he light gag noise that sounded was something that made him start to thrust harder and harder, being rougher now, he started to lift his hips from the bed with each thrust.

Before too long, the Berry was forced to pull back as a thrust made him choke; the look on his features wasn't anger for the force, but more so of lust and want to continue. As he moved to continue where he left off, Ichigo was stopped by a hand that threw him onto his back with his head resting against the pillow.

With the Orange's tongue running against his own bottom lip, there was naught but lust in his eyes. The short breaths of the boy were cut off by the tongue of a blue blooded male. As the appendage moved around in his mouth, he heard a pop of something. Only realizing what the noise was when he felt a slick pressure against him. And then the pressure flipped to a slight tinge of pain.

Wiggling against Grimmjow's hand, Ichigo was still not used to having someone else inside of him. When the grease monkey had pulled his lips back, he inserted yet another finger into the boy. Moving them in and out of him, he watched as the Orange's features twisted from discomfort to pain mixed pleasure, back to discomfort.

With each push, he could feel the tightness in the boy grow. But when he felt the tightness there, he pushed both his fingers as deep as he could go with them.

Back arching, teeth baring, and a hiss snaking its way out, Ichigo moved with the pleasure of having those limbs be so deep within him. The next thoughts that made themselves present in his mind didn't last long as those bundles of nerves were pressed against once again.

"Gods stop teasing me and just fuuuuuuuuuuuck— Ichigo was cut off by another push against him.

Hearing the deep bellied chuckle of the other, just made him want the male even more. As his glazed eyes moved down from the ceiling toward the male, he could see him moving up a little, and then the feeling of his fingers left Ichigo's form. The loss of feeling there made him frown before he could feel something much larger than those fingers.

As the pressure ripped through him, Ichigo let out a hiss of pain as something much larger had pushed into him. As his fingers gripped the sheets, he was sure he'd tear the fabric. "Gods, please calm down. I don't think I can hold back much longer." Grimmjow whispered to the male under him as he felt how tight he was squeezing around his hard cock.

With his breath hitched, and his body shivering, Ichigo tried his best to relax. It took almost two agonizing minutes for him to finally relax. But once he had, he bucked his hips down only slightly to acknowledge that he was ready for the other to finally start moving.

As he began to thrust, Grimmjow moved slowly. He was unsure of how well this was supposed to work out, having never been with a guy before. But with each thrust, he started to get to a pace that was faster, harder, and deeper. The moans of pain that came from Ichigo were subsiding, allowing the moans of pleasure to fill the air instead.

"Faster." He heard a whisper, and smiled at it. As his thrusts quickened, they got deeper as well.

The only noise that came next was the loud moan of Orange, Grimmjow had pushed himself all the way in to the brim. He reached so far in that he struck that spot, hard. The screaming moan of the boy below him had him going crazy, thrusting in and out, throwing himself at Ichigo hard enough that he thought he'd break the poor boy.

With the boy's hands reaching up and around Grimmjow's form, those soft hands dug into his back, nails digging deep into the skin. The rough rigid groan from the Blue sounded as those nails ripped the skin down. The feeling sent electricity down him, forcing him to pick up his pace and throw himself even farther into the scene.

With each thrust, each one hit the poor boy in those nerves. In that spot. Without having even been touched, with a scream of Grimmjow's name, Ichigo's cock exploded, shooting up onto both of their stomachs. When Ichigo had reached his peak, he hadn't meant to grip onto Grimmjow so tightly, but with it, the Blue had come to release himself inside the boy. It felt weird to both of them, having released inside of someone, and having someone cum inside you for the first time.

As the boys were coming down from their high of cloud nine, they looked to one another, a slight tinge of red in the Orange's features, and the biggest, cockiest grin on the Blue's lips. "I can't believe you screamed my name." He said with a kiss on Ichigo's cheek.

With that note, the Berry turned his cheek away, looking away from the naked grease monkey who was resting above him. "Shut up. No one ever fucked me before, I wasn't used to that." He stated, his eyes glancing to the side to see the reaction from the other.

The smile that was on the Jeagerjaques boy was huge. It was obvious that he was happy with his work, and that he was happy to receive this information from the boy below him. "I was your first?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

"No, I've had sex before." Ichigo tried to dodge the question, knowing truly what the Blue had meant, he just didn't want to give him the satisfaction.

"I was the first person to fuck you." Grimmjow stated as he leaned in close and placed a light kiss on his lips. But as he did so, he didn't realize how weak his arms had felt after that, and fell on top of the boy. The slick feeling of Ichigo's seed on their stomachs made him cringe at it before he just chuckled.

"Dear gods." Ichigo groaned, having the heavy male just topple over on top of him. He didn't mind the feeling of cum on him, just didn't want to have it dry on him, "Would you mind-what are you doing?" He asked as he watched Grimmjow lifrt himself up before running a finger through the semen that stuck to them.

He looked it over before sticking it to his tongue and pulling the substance into his mouth. The Orange watched the Blue for a moment, looking for a reaction. And he wasn't disappointed. Sticking his tongue out and shutting his eyes tightly, he groaned, "Ugh salty." He stated. But having his tongue stuck out like such, the Berry moved up to capture the appendage and pull it into his mouth for a moment before falling back onto the bed. Grimmjow looked down at him with a smirk, "And sweet." He added before laying back down on top of the Strawberry.

"Grimmjow?" Ichigo spoke softly, his nose being berried in those soft, sweaty blue locks.

"Hmm?" The other moaned light as an acknowledgement, his breathing turning normal, and soft.

"I love you." He stated as he ran a hand up the male's back. His hands feeling slightly wet from the sweat and the blood that he drew with his nails.

"My muve mu too." He heard a mumble, sure that the boy was falling asleep there. The smile that was on the Orange's lips grew. Here he was, Ichigo Kurosaki, an art major at the Shin'o University, laying under one of the hottest 'straight' guys at the school, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques a major in the automotive program at the school. The man that Ichigo had completely fallen head over heels for, and had finally gotten.

He was in love with a straight guy, but it was okay. Because that straight guy, was in love with him too. And he proved it. He had one night, and he proved it to him in many ways that he was indeed in love with Ichigo.

Some parts of this chapter come from my real life experiences! Such as Grimmjow's house, and the story he tells in the car, that's part of the life story of my friend who I based Grimmjow's personality on. So yes, that actually happened. Many things in this chapter are my real life experiences. No, I never actually got the straight guy that I fell in love with to love me back the way Grimmjow feels for Ichigo. But real life isn't this story. I made this story, to put out there how I feel about him, and how I wish he'd feel about me. But it's never going to come true, and I think for sure that if read this story, he'd be absolutely disgusted with me. But that's fine, because I don't think there's any way that he'd find it. Or at least I hope not. Let me know what you guys/girls/whoever you are think about this. I'm thinking about making part 2, but that's a big maybe. I might do so, if enough people want me to. So leave a few reviews and tell me what you think, if you'd be so kind.

p.s.

Pushing the sleeping blue haired beast off him, Ichigo got up and moved across the room. Feeling the warm liquid that was inside of him move about and start to seep out, he didn't even seem to care.

Moving into the kitchen, he grabbed the old worn teapot that he'd always used, the jug of milk that was almost empty, and the last pack of his hot chocolate mix that he'd had. Warming the milk like usual, he mixed the drink.

Putting the mug to his lips, he moved over to the window that stood over the city, smiling, he glanced over to the sleeping naked beast that lay in his bed, and back to the city. Placing his hand against the glass, remembering the handprint that had once been there, remembering the blue streak that he'd put on the glass in place of the shooting star, and seeing the print from the paint that was once on his back, he grinned wildly before taking another sip.