Chapter 3 everyone! I hope you enjoy!

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The stranger that I never forgot

Chapter 3:

Going out

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After Grimmjow had opened the door and made sure that Nnoitra wasn't anywhere in sight around the apartment he got quickly got out from his clothes and headed into the shower like he had planned, grossing the big open living room on the way.

He decided to knock on the door just in case but when no answer came he opened the door and stepped in, sighing in relief when it also was empty. He just didn't have the patience to deal with anyone right now.

The shower itself wasn't big or fancy as it was a simple corner with a curtain hanging in front of it to give some privacy but the hot tub next to it was, taking away 1/3 of the bathroom. Nnoitra had just grinned when he asked about it and then explained that he liked the luxury and it was way better place to fuck than the little bathtub he had earlier. Grimmjow couldn't but to agree that the white and half the size of a king size bed looking luxury was tempting but the way the man asked him if he wanted to try it made him choose otherwise.

Noitra had constantly been giving him the hungry eyes, hints and also straight forward suggestions to fuck with him but he wasn't really interested. He had fucked with men also but this man wasn't his type, gladly Nnoitra seemed to enjoy his company otherwise also so he had been allowed to stay.

He actually had started to like this place after a while and the man was entertaining in his own way, even with all the little 'accidents' when Noitra would walk in the bathroom while he was there or when his clothes suddenly went missing. It was annoying but it was tolerable as long as Nnoitra would keep his hands controlled and stay silent about his scars. Hell he was even able to sleep peacefully here most of the time, not waking up every other hour or when he thought he heard something. When you live a life like he did you would also learn to stay constantly alert.

Letting out a deeb sigh as the warm water hit his face he allowed his eyes to close. This was the most wonderful luxury there was in his mind and he could hardly believe that the tub would feel better. He let his whole body relax, something he could do only in a locked bathroom like this and slowly his being went into trance like state.

The first time when he had taken a hot shower Nnoitra had been forced to interrupt him after an almost hour, banging the door loudly with his fist and yelling if he was even still alive in there. Grimmjow had been little embarrassed but it had been two weeks back then when he had had the opportunity to use a shower.

Finally he slowly opened his eyes, coming out from his sleep like state as he remembered that he still needed to wash his hair and body with the soap. He took the bottle and looked at the label, chocolate scent, that would hopefully do.

It took him a while before he finally felt that he was now clean and closed the water just to step out and realize that he had his clothes in the bag next to the couch. With a groan of irritation and annoyance he took one fluffy towel under the bathroom sink and made sure he was not tripping wet when he stepped out, hoping that Nnoitra wasn't home yet.

Luckily there was no sight of the slim man and he could reach his bag in piece, just to let out a family of angry curses. He found one of his t-shirts what was this time black one with white grinning big scull painted on the chest area but no pants! Taken that he only had two pairs he felt mad at himself for forgetting to wash the other pair yesterday.

"Shit!" He almost yelled. He was not going to hand around the house half naked until he had washed his clothes and let them dry so that only left him one option.

He threw his bag pack on the big grey couch that he had been using for all his time and avoided the little black wooden table next to it as he made his way to Nnoitras bedroom that was half of the size of the living room but big enough to be called a suite if they would be in a hotel. Nnoitra had been right when he had made the comment about the outside of the building not matching the insides.

There were actually not very many apartments on the building as they all were big and had several rooms in them, all of them taller than usual and sealing reaching over 3 meters. Nnoitra had said that the place had been some kind of small factory back in the days and after that it had been turned into apartment house.

It had been just one massive room when Nnoitra had bought it and he had designed the black and chrome kitchen that was taking the other half end of the long space and added the big bathroom next to it. It had been natural to leave the middle space to be used as a living room and to build the bedroom and study on the other end. The tall and big windows made the place look even more stunning and the black, grey and white interior with the rough grey walls fit together perfectly.

"I wish I had a place like this." Grimmjow quietly admitted as he opened the bedroom door and walked to the huge closet next to the king size bed. Nnoitra just liked everything big didn't he.

"Let's see if anything fit's." Grimmjow murmured as he started to go through the clothes and it turned out to be almost impossible to find anything that he could use to cover his lower half. The difference between the two males was obvious and he started to wonder if Nnoitra had some kind of issue about his own size.

Finally he managed to pull out a pair of grey sweatpants that looked big enough for him and tried them on. Even if they were little tight around his pelvis area he felt comfortable in them, they were so much softer than his usual jeans. These just shouted out to grab a bag of chips and watch some movies for the rest of the night and frankly Grimmjow couldn't even remember the last time he had been able to do that. It sounded like a plan to him.

After making sure that everything was like it was before he entered the room Grimmjow now made his way to the kitchen, searching for some snacks and sure thing he found the salted potato chips. He knew that Nnoitra wouldn't mind so he took them and popped down on the couch, ready to open the 65 Inch smart LED Tv with the remote on his hand just when the front door opened to reveal rather annoyed looking Nnoitra.

Deciding to play it safe Grimmjow greeted with a simple "Yo!"

The other simply turned to him and Grimmjow could tell that he was surprised to see him here already, just like Grimmjow was surprised that Nnoitra was home already.

"What are you doing here already?"

"Could ask you the same thing, I thought you had a meeting." Grimmjow answered back, yeah Nnoitra was clearly having a rough day as there was no sight of his usual grin on his tired face that now become even more tired when Grimmjow mentioned his work. He still wasn't sure what the other did exactly for living but he had figured out that he was some kind of manager or something. The man usually seemed to spend half of his day in his office and other half with meeting people in different places, always dressed in black suite that Nnoitra had more than once mentioned he hated.

"Yeah I had and it was… What the hell is that smell? Have you been rolling on garbage?" Nnoitra suddenly asked, his face twisting with disgust and the way Grimmjow gave him a hard glare made the slimmer man glare back annoyed.

"What? You on your period? The other asked and if Grimmjows glare had been cautionary before now it was nearly murderous, his mouth nothing more than a thin line and his whole body tensing like he was ready to attack and bite his head off. Noitra had never seen a wild panther but he figured that this was what it would probably look when pissed off completely and he sighed, wondering why the hell he seemed to even care about this stray cat. Oh right, he was sexy as hell and surprisingly good cook.

"Sorry, todays not my day." Nnoitra finally said, massaging his forehead with his left hand.

"Neither was it mine. Urahara made me clean the plumbing around the store." Grimmjow said as he watched the other loosen his black tie and make his way to his bedroom in order to change, making the blunette realize that his earlier dirty clothes were still on the floor. No wonder Nnoitra had smelled something. He guessed that old habits die hard as he got up and took the dirty clothes on his other hand, making his way to the bathroom and putting them with the rest of his dirty clothes to the washing machine.

When he returned he saw Nnoitra sitting on the other end of the couch in loose white pants and white t-shirt, with a bottle of beer in both hand and offered the other one to Grimmjow who took it with a grunt as he sat down. He was still rather annoyed at the other's comment earlier.

"You don't have to do everything Urahara request you know?" Nnoitra said as he took a sip from his own beer, sharing a short eyes contact before Grimmjow turned to the Tv and put it on.

"I know that, idiot, but even that was better than doing some shitty paperwork. God I hate doing stuff like that." Grimmjow groaned and earned a laugh from Noitra as he did.

"I agree, paperwork's the real bitch. Got my own share of it today." Noitra said and they both smiled but then his face suddenly seemed to almost light up, making Grimmjow raise his eyebrows with a questioning look in his eyes. He could tell that the other had something in mind that he eagerly wished to share.

"Talking about bitches reminded me from something I have been meaning to ask you Grimmjow. How would you like to go out tonight? They are opening a new club on the other end of the town that me and my company have been helping out so I got VIP invitations."

Grimmjow honestly hadn't expected that but after a moment he had to admit that the idea was alluring. Last few times he had gone to nightclubs it had been because of some work he got and it could turn up to be fun.

"VIP means free right?" He asked with a sly grin and got even bigger grin out from Nnoitra.

"Damn right and some free booze too."

"Then I am in. Just have to figure out what to wear." Grimmjow pointed out, wondering if he should use some of his money to buy some new outfit but a snort from Nnoitra interrupted his thoughts.

"Dude you could come in wearing just boxers and they would still probably treat you like a king."

Grimmjow couldn't help but to flash one of his signature teeth showing grins to Nnoitra before taking a sip from his beer. After such a lousy day Nnoitras honest comments about his looks made Grimmjows mood get better and he resumed into watching the current sitcom that was playing on the screen.

After a moment of silence Grimmjow caught Nnoitra looking rather oddly at him, or rather the pants that he had took from his closet.

"Didn't have any clean clothes anymore." Grimmjow said calmly, assuming that Noitra knew that they were his pants that the blunet was wearing and just kept staring at the Tv screen until he saw a rather unsettling big grin appearing on Noitras face.

"I don't mind but just so that you know, those are my after fuck pants."

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Later that night on the other side of the town

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Ichigo Kurosaki stood in front of his full body mirror in his apartment, judging everything about his outfit and whether he looked good on it or not. He had tried everything on that his small closet could possibly offer him and it had come down to this.

A black form fitting button down blouse, pair of black and white converse with orange strings on them and a dark blue jeans that made his legs look even longer and slimmer and his ass damn delicious. His hair was, just as always, a short and soft mess of orange but lately he had let it to grow a little so now it reached just barely over his chocolate brown eyes.

"I guess this is it then." He finally said and reached to grab his apartment keys after checking the clock.

It was now 22:15 in the evening and he needed to be before 22:30 in front of the new nightclub that Ishida had told him would be opened today. There wouldn't probably be any change for them to get in otherwise but it had started raining heavily outside couple of hours ago so many peoples might not show up. Luckily it had turned out that that the new club wasn't far from Ichigos place so he could walk there, there was no way that Ishida could pick him up anyway. The raven haired man hardly drank anything but not driving even after one drink was a policy Ichigo kinda admired.

He made a final check that everything was okay in his small apartment and locked the door behind him after taking his coat and umbrella. When he walked down all the five grey cement levels of stairs he couldn't help but to look at the dark windows that the rain whipped. For a moment he wondered if he should just call at Chad and Ishida to meet at his place instead and watch some movies with a few beers. The idea was rather tempting, especially when he reached the bottom floor and opened the door, stepping into the rain just to wrap his coat tighter around himself. The air chillier than he had expected but like he had said earlier, luckily the place was only few blogs away and he would warm up while walking.

Ichigo quickly opened his umbrella which happened to be white, matching with his clothes like he would have planned it all but unfortunately he didn't as it was his only one and a present from Karin. She had been tired of him always borrowing hers when Ichigo still lived with his dad and sisters so Karin had one day appeared in front of his apartment after he had moved away and handled him the object. When he had questioned about it Karin had just told him to shut up and accept it, saying that he would forget to buy one on his own anyway. It had been kind of a sweet gesture so Ichigo made sure to keep good care of the thing.

Remembering the event Ichigo started his walk with a smile but if slowly faded when he felt the wind blowing water on his pans, making them wet faster than he had anticipated. With the rain it actually took him a little longer to walk there than he had expected and when he came around the last corner he was greeted with a group of people standing in front of the two floor tall building with lot of flashing lights coming out from its windows.

"Ichigo! There you are."

Ichigo quickly turned his head around and was surprised to see Ishida and Chado standing right behind him, the slimmer man looking rather annoyed to even be here and Ichigo couldn't really blame him. It seemed that the rain was getting worse by every passing moment and all three of them seemed to be partly wet by now.

"Sorry I am late. Did you guys try to get in yet?" The orange haired man said as he screeched the back of his neck, turning to face his friends and Chado simply nodded while holding his own black umbrella under the streetlight. If it wasn't for his colorful shirt showing from underneath the man's black jacket he could have easily been able to just vanish in the shadows and Ichigo hoped that the poor man didn't unintentionally scare anyone on his way here, he knew that the gentle giant tried to hide it but the sadness in his eyes spoke more than words could.

"Yes but then we decided to wait for you. It's quite growled inside." A low voice spoke and Ishida nodded next to him, holding his own blue umbrella with white stripes grossing it with other hand while his other was tugged into the pocket of his long form fitting white jacket. It made the orange haired man wonder if his friend's hands were cold and if that was so then they should have just went inside instead of getting themselves wet.

"You should have just gone inside." Ichigo said, pointing out his opinion with matter of fact voice and turned to watch few people being allowed in the loud building. He could hear the bass, the shouts of cheers and then a car reaching toward them, stopping right in front of the entrance.

It had been a while since Ichigo had seen a limousine like that and he managed to use his own umbrella as a partial shield to cover his interest for the vehicle as a dark dressed man stepped out from the driver's seat and walked over to open the passenger seat door. A car like that made it seem that some important people had been invited to the opening and the driver seemed to be acting polite enough to anticipate that some kind of movie star would come out to greet them with one of those fake smiled they usually showed.

It was not like Ichigo had anything against famous people but he had seen how a little bit of fame, money or praises can change a person to become even their complete opposite. A human mind is weak for influences and when people get a glimpse of something better they do all they can to snatch it. For that he was no exception because he was known for his stubbornness and persistence, when he set his mind to something he would do anything to see it through. That included his little bet with his old friend, Rukia.

The thought of their bet made Ichigo form a rather evil grin on his lips but before he could get too distracket in his own thoughts something caught his attention. It was the other passenger that appeared from inside the black limo. While the first person who stepped out of the car, after the driver opened the doors, seemed to be really annoyed by the rain and quickly took the dark umbrella that was handled to him the second one didn't seem to care at all about the weather and just stood up casually, saying something to the other with a voice that had to be pretty low since Ichigo couldn't hear it to where he was standing.

It was not everyday when the orange haired man found himself staring a complete stranger in such a way but he couldn't just bring his eyes to turn away, there was something about this man that seemed to make him unable to move and for a moment he wasn't even sure if he was breathing anymore. Maybe it was because of the way that the streetlight made his light blue hair and white clothes almost glow, softening his flawless face that held the most amazing pair of eyes Ichigo had yet seen. All the darkness that surrounded him made him just stand out more and when he started to walk toward the club doors Ichigo found his eyes following him.

The man seemed to be so close and yet so far at the same time, his eyes and face showing no emotions and yet Ichigo was sure that there was something, but he just couldn't pinpoint what it was. The slimmer man with the umbrella and teeth showing growl showed something that seemed to be a small card for the men standing in front of the door and they were allowed in with a slight bow, making Ichigos eyes narrow just before a loud voice shouted his name.

"Ichigo… Ichigo!"

It had been awhile since Ichigo had felt disoriented like this as he turned his attention back to his friends, the man had gotten inside already anyway and now he was more than determined that he was going to get inside that nest of sweaty and drunken individuals. He saw the questioning look behind Chados curly hair and Ishidas anger for openly forgetting them for a moment but felt noting, it was not like he could have helped it, that man was gorgeous.

"Let's go." It was not an apology that the raven hair had wanted to hear and Ichigo could recognize Ichida shouting his name one more time as he started to make his own way toward the doors but this time he had no intentions to stop. Ichigo had made up his mind, he was going to find that blue haired man and win his bet. He felt hungry but it had nothing to do with food, it was more like a primitive need to hunt down his pray until there was no way out anymore.

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If you wonder what is Ichigo's bet with Rukia, I am going to explain it in the next chapter but I have a hunch that some of you have figured it out already ;) Next chapter will not probably be as long but it will hold something to balance that so see you all later! Reviews might help if you want something else than just talking, hehee.