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It's been three months since the war between the Arrancars and the Soul Reapers ended. Ichigo had defeated Aizen and was supposed to have lost his powers, but surprisingly he hadn't. And he's had some semblance of a normal life, well, as normal as a Soul Reaper who was also part human and part hollow could get. But the way it ended didn't make sense to Ichigo. Not the part where he fought Aizen, but the one where Grimmjow Jaegerjaques, an Arrancar, had fought one of his own to allow Ichigo to fight Aizen. And he hadn't seen the guy since then. He wanted answers, but he couldn't open a senkaimon or a garganta. He had asked Shiro, his hollow, many times if it was even a little possible. He would just get a "Ya wish" or "In yer dreams" as a response.
He wished he could communicate with him somehow or someway, but he couldn't just up and ask his friends from the Soul Society to take him to Hueco Mundo to talk to him. He could ask Kiskue Urahara, but he was sure the guy would blab to his human friends about it. Maybe he could--
"Ichigo!"
Ichigo jumped out of his musings, having been yelled at. He had been lying on his bed and staring up at the ceiling.
"What?" He sat up and looked at his redheaded friend, who he hadn't noticed.
"I've been trying ta get yer attention for ten minutes!" His friend yelled.
"Chill out Renji. I was just thinking." He said rolling his eyes.
"What could have made ya zone out completely?! It would have ta be pretty serious." Renji stood waiting for an answer.
Ichigo hadn't told any of his friends what Grimmjow had done. All they knew, was that he had defeated Aizen who was currently locked away.
"Just the fight with Aizen." He lied.
"Ya won! What's there to think about?!" Renji was obviously confused, but didn't see through the lie Ichigo had just told him.
'Everything.' Ichigo looked out his bedroom window to look at the evening sky that was slowly turning purple.
Renji just shook his head at him. "What has been up with ya lately? Ya don't spar with me anymore, ya hardly talk ta yer friends, and Rukia is worried sick about ya! Talk ta me, ya know ya can trust me, right?!"
"Of course!" Ichigo looked at Renji. "It's just..." He paused. What? Why didn't he just go back to the way he used to be?
"It's just what, Ichigo?!" Renji didn't know what was up with him. 'Maybe he's just going through a phase,' Renji tried to think reasonably. 'He's still a teenager in high school, maybe he's got some pent up tension.'
Ichigo was about to respond, but Renji cut him off.
"Are yer hormones raging? Or is it something else?"
"Are you asking me about my sexuality, Renji?" Ichigo deadpanned.
He hadn't actually thought about it before. He assumed he liked girls, but he was never interested by them. That didn't mean he was gay, right? 'Could I be gay?' He tried to think of some random girl grinding on his lap, but nearly threw up at the mental image he had created. Then an image of Grimmjow sweating with that psychotic grin and hunger in his eyes as he looked at Ichigo came into his mind. And he suddenly had an aching hard on in his pants.
'No. No. No. No!' Ichigo shook his head to dislodge the image. Out of all the people that could have popped into his head, and Grimmjow was the first to have popped into his head?! 'It can't be! Grimmjow is an Arrancar and I am a Soul Reaper. It's forbidden!'
'Yer body disagrees.'
Shiro decided to jump into his mental conversation, making Ichigo squirm was fun for him.
'Shut up! No one asked you!'
'Ya aren't very smart are ya?'
'What are you trying to say?!'
'Figure it out fer yaself.'
'Damn you, tell me!'
After Ichigo didn't receive a response he just yelled in anger. He was trying to pull his hair out he was so frustrated.
"Whoa, calm down Ichi." Renji had been surprised at his sudden outburst. "No need ta get angry. It was just a question." Renji held his hands up in mock surrender.
"Shut up! And you let your accent slip!" Ichigo yelled at him.
All that determined was that he was gay. Not that he was into Grimmjow, right?
"Oh! Sorry." Renji had done it by accident, not that it was the first time it happened.
Ichigo had crossed his arms over his chest and was now glaring at the redhead.
"Not to pry or anything, but what is your sexuality?" Renji was curious, now that Ichigo had brought it up.
"I think," Ichigo paused,"I'm gay." Ichigo looked at the floor as a dust of pink tinted his cheeks.
"No need to be embarrassed! If it makes you feel any better I'm bisexual." Renji said with a grin on his face.
"No shit! You've got the biggest crush in the world on Rukia's brother! All you ever say is 'Byakuya this' and 'Byakuya that' , like you're obsessed with him!"
"Wha-- N-no I don't, you're crazy!" Renji's face turned a deep shade of red, almost the same as his hair.
"And you're a magical fucking unicorn!"
Ichigo yelled at him sarcastically. He often became hostile when irritated or upset. And hostility for him was just yell and be sarcastic.
Renji was about to reply, but Ichigo's dad called him down for dinner. Renji waved good-bye and left Ichigo to his own devices.
Sighing Ichigo went downstairs to the dining room. Just as he reached the bottom of the stairs, Ichigo had to dodge a punch thrown his way and responded by punching his dad in the gut.
Who then collapsed to the floor, while Ichigo walked to the dining table and sat down.
"Serves you right." Ichigo mumbled as his dad groaned in pain.
"Ichi-nii you shouldn't hit dad."
Yuzu, ever the peacemaker, tried to reason with him.
"That's what goat-face gets for trying to attack people." Karin, Yuzu's older twin, replied.
Though they are twins, Yuzu and Karin were complete opposites. Yuzu had light brown hair and warm chocolate brown eyes with a kind expression. But Karin had jet black hair and black eyes with an indifferent expression.
Ichigo and Karin began to eat, while Yuzu helped their dad stand up.
"Ichigo's so mean!"
Isshin, their dad, began with the waterworks, but Ichigo had already zoned out. Once again trying to solve the mystery that was Grimmjow Jaegerjaques.
'If ya care so much, why don't ya jus' call out ta 'im.'
'No! I'm not a damn damsel in distress!'
'No. But ya will be soon.'
'The hell does that mean?!'
When he didn't hear a response, Ichigo cursed Shiro internally for making his frustration worse. Ichigo quickly finished eating and went back up to his room, shutting the door behind him for privacy. He sat at his desk and took his book out of his bag. He needed to study for his math test anyway.
Ichigo opened up the it to the designated page and began trying to read. He sat there for almost an hour before groaning in frustration. He understood what the words were saying, but he just couldn't concentrate on it. His thoughts kept going between what Shiro said and what Grimmjow had done. But he didn't get that either. They both confused him to no end, and he was getting a headache just thinking about it.
Frustrated, Ichigo slammed the book shut and put it away. The aching hard on he had had was now only semi-hard. Hopefully his sisters hadn't noticed when he had gone down to dinner.
Ichigo fully intended to ignore his semi-hard cock, in favor of getting ready for bed. He had taken a shower before lounging on his bed and thinking of Grimmjow earlier. (Not in the sexual way.)
Now changed into a sweatshirt and pajama pants, Ichigo laid down on his bed under the covers and put his head in the pillow. Slowly, he began to fall alseep thinking of blue eyes and sky blue hair. And he couldn't help, but think,'Why?'