Do You Remember Me?

Chapter 6

Chapter 6:
*3 Weeks Later*
Ichigo paused as he heard a knock at the door and grinned, grabbing his wallet before hurrying down the stairs to open the door. "Hey, come in. Give me a minute and we can go." He kissed Grimmjow's cheek before going back inside, leaving the door open for him to follow inside. "I've just gotta find my... ah, keys." Grabbing them from the side, he pocketed them quickly and turned to Grimmjow. "Ok, we can go."
"Alright." He held out a hand and Ichigo took it in his own as they left. "So we're not going anywhere fancy."
"Ok?" Ichigo looked at him questioningly. "Where are we going?"
"Wait and see." Grimmjow smirked when Ichigo rolled his eyes, he had found out one thing about Ichigo, he liked mystery. "I promise you'll like it."
"Oh yeah? We'll just have to find out wont we." Ichigo got into his car and waited patiently as Grimmjow drove them into town. "Ok I give up, tell me."
"Nope."
"Please..." He reached out to place a hand on Grimmjow's thigh and leaned closer. "C'mon don't hold out on me."
"Ichigo I'm trying to drive." Grimmjow warned and he huffed, removing the hand and settled back in his seat. Since Grimmjow had agreed to try things again, he was adamant they take it slow, much to Ichigo's disappointment. "Don't get annoyed, we'll be there in a minute."
Parking the car, he led Ichigo on the main street and they stopped outside Yumi's, the orange head turning to look at him with a raised eyebrow. "Really?"
"Yup, c'mon."
Leading him inside, Ichigo's eyes widened as he took in the dimmed surrounding, lit by a soft flickering glow emanating from a table in the centre of the room. Grimmjow nudged his back and Ichigo moved to sit in one of the chairs and he sat next across from him. "So like I said, not fancy."
Ichigo opened his mouth to respond, pausing when the kitchen door opened to see Shinji come out with a bottle of champagne and a couple of glasses. He set them on the table and winked at Ichigo before disappearing again. He smiled as Grimmjow poured them both a glass and took one offered to him. "It may not be fancy, but it does the job just fine."
"That's what I was hoping for."
"So what's this in aid of?" Ichigo asked, setting the glass down and leant across the table. "This is uncharacteristic of you."
"Is it?" Grimmjow replied, raising an eyebrow. "So I wasn't the romantic type?"
"Well, you could be but generally no." Ichigo snorted before smiling wryly. "You were more of a... physical person." He looked down quickly to hide his blush, trying to change the track of conversation, but it was too late and Grimmjow had latched on.
"It's not hard to see why." He chuckled when Ichigo looked at him in confusion. "I know when I woke up I said to you I wasn't gay. But, now I've actually spent time with you I can see I was wrong." Reaching across the table, he grasped the now blushing man's hand. "I've started remembering things."
Ichigo's eyes widened and he leaned forward eagerly. "Really, what?"
"You mostly." Grimmjow shrugged, running his thumb over Ichigo's knuckles and looked down at their hands. "Just flashes, snapshots I guess, nothing big I don't think."
"That's great!" He grinned widely and grasped Grimmjow's hand tightly. "See, you'll get your memories back, I know it." He pulled back when Shinji brought in their food, scoffing when he saw it was pancakes. "Well I suppose this is more like you." He picked up his fork to start eating, looking at Grimmjow questioningly when he didn't move to follow. "Something wrong?"
"No, just wondering if you wanted to have sex later?"
Ichigo choked on his mouthful, his fork clattering onto his plate and he looked at Grimmjow with wide eyes. "You don't ask me!"
"Why not?"
"You just... you know!" Ichigo waved his hands, his face getting redder with each word. "It just happens ok, you don't have to ask me."
"So... will you?" Ichigo blushed heavier, biting his bottom lip before nodding shyly. "Great, I get to see that face of yours in action."
Ichigo swatted his hand away and quickly started eating again to take his mind of his growing problem. "I need to ask you something."
"Go ahead."
He sighed and set the fork down, looking at Grimmjow seriously. "Why have you never asked what happened to you?"
Grimmjow paused, thinking for a moment before replying. "Well I know I was shot. But I didn't want to drag it up with you, seeing as we weren't on good terms. Since we've only just started again, I didn't think it was the best time to bring it up."
"Do you want to know?" When Grimmjow nodded, he sighed and looked down. "I'll tell you later ok, now isn't the time."
"So tell me, do I score any points tonight?" He asked, steering the conversation away and looked at Ichigo questioningly. "Surely I'm almost forgiven aren't I?"
"Ha, only when you remember will you be forgiven." Ichigo joked, waving his fork at the man. "But yes, this does win you some points. After all, I did promise sex later so doesn't that say I'm in a forgiving mood?"
"Ok you win. I'm lucky to have married such a wonderful guy." Grimmjow smirked when Ichigo snorted. "If I started wearing my ring again, would you be ok with it?"
The orange head looked at him stunned for a minute before grinning widely and nodding. "Yeah, I'd be fine with that."
"Aww! How sweet!" They both jumped as their privacy was interrupted and Ichigo turned to glare at Shinji who was looking at them both with a grin. "I knew you two could figure it out!"
"Shinji, get out of it!" Ichigo yelled, throwing his plate at the man who nimbly caught it and huffed.
"Now now, don't take it out on the china. You know Yumichika would be pissed if this broke and I'm the one who has to deal with it." The blonde admonished, waggling a finger at the man. "Are you two almost done? I'm tired and I can't lock up until you leave!"
Ichigo snorted, looking at Grimmjow who shrugged and stood up. "Yeah we'll leave, thanks Shinji." Holding out a hand for Ichigo to take, the two left for his car.
The drive back to the house was silent and Ichigo shifted nervously in his seat. He was telling the truth earlier, Grimmjow never asked for sex because he knew it made Ichigo jittery when it was planned. Would he still enjoy it? Would he want to again? Not to mention he had to explain to the man how he got shot. That was on a whole other level of nerves Ichigo was yet to face.
He jumped when Grimmjow touched his arm and looked at him to see his was frowning. "Everything ok?"
Ichigo nodded and exhaled slowly, looking out the window to see they were back at his house and swallowed nervously. "Yeah, I'm fine." Leaning forward, he kissed Grimmjow firmly, wrapping an arm around his neck to pull him closer. "Come on." Leaving the car, he went to open the door, smiling when Grimmjow's arms were around his waist and he was pulled back against his firm chest. "Let's get inside first."
"Ok." Grimmjow let him go and Ichigo grabbed his hand, pulling him inside before shutting the door and leant against it, looking at him suggestively. "You ok with this?"
"Shut up Grimmjow, of course I am." Ichigo scoffed, grabbing his hand again and dragged the man upstairs to their bedroom. "Question is, are you?" He asked when they went in, looking at him questioningly.
"Yeah, I am." Ichigo smiled and moved closer to him, running his hands down Grimmjow chest to grab the hem of his shirt. "Just, slowly ok?"
"Slow, got it." He smiled reassuringly, tugging the shirt up to get Grimmjow to remove it before he took off his own. Ichigo sat on the bed, beckoning Grimmjow over who sat next to him. "Relax, it'll be good I promise." Leaning over the man, Ichigo kissed him slowly and rubbed his shoulders soothingly to relax Grimmjow. After a moment he pulled back and covered his mouth as he started laughing.
"What is it?" Grimmjow asked worriedly, sitting up with a frown.
Ichigo shook his head, biting his lip before moving to sit next to his confused husband. "Nothing, this is just so weird." He chuckled, leaning on his knees and looked at Grimmjow in amusement. "It doesn't feel natural, I'm sorry but it doesn't. When we have sex again, I want it to feel natural, ok?"
Grimmjow blew out a breath and fell back on the bed before smiling. "Yeah, I know what you mean." Ichigo settled next to him and Grimmjow turned his head to look at the man, reaching out to touch his face. "So maybe not tonight."
"No, not tonight." Ichigo caught the hand, curling his fingers around Grimmjow's and sighed. "So I guess I should tell you about what really happened that night huh?" Sitting up he sighed again, keeping a firm grip on Grimmjow's hand. "It wasn't a uh, accident. Well it wasn't you who he was aiming at... It was me."
Grimmjow's eyes widened and he looked at Ichigo stunned, unable to find anything to say. Ichigo shifted uncomfortably, looking down and gripped his hand tighter. Eventually, he cleared his throat. "He? Why- Why did he want to shoot you?"
"His name's Shiro, he's my ex." Ichigo paused, fisting the blankets with his spare hand and stared at the sheets. "I left him for you and he didn't take it well. I guess he snapped because he just burst in with a gun, yelled all sorts of shit and he just aimed at me and fired." He snapped back to reality suddenly with a shuddered gasp and looked at Grimmjow with a soft smile. "You pushed me out the way, got hit in the head. I thought you were dead." Shaking his head, Ichigo let go of Grimmjow's hand to wipe his face as tears fell down his cheeks. "All that time in the hospital, I can't count how many times I wished I was hit and not you. You didn't deserve this and I'm so-"
"Stop, just stop." Grimmjow covered his mouth, cutting off his apologies. "Don't say you're sorry because if you had been shot, I don't think I would've been able to cope with you losing your memories. I wouldn't have been able to deal with this." When Ichigo nodded, he removed his hands. "So this Shiro, what happened to him?"
"Arrested, there's no chance in hell he will get out." He replied firmly, smiling grimly. "He deserves every second of it for what he did."
"Ok, so this proves one thing." Ichigo frowned, looking at Grimmjow in confusion and he rolled his eyes. "Obviously I was in love with you, why else would I take the bullet like that? So if I loved you that much, how would I be cheating on you?"
Ichigo's eyes widened before he grinned and hugged Grimmjow tightly. "You're right, you wouldn't do that. Thank god, whoever she is I don't care now."
Grimmjow pulled Ichigo down onto his lap, holding him tightly and sighed. "I'll find out who she is. I think I've almost found out how to contact her. Just a few more days."
The orange head pulled back and looked at him with a warm smile. "I love you." Murmuring the words, Ichigo lent forward and kissed him, nuzzling his head to his neck. "I love you so much Grimmjow."
"I love you too." Grimmjow replied quietly, tightening his grip on Ichigo's body. "I really do."
"Really?" Ichigo asked, pulling back to look at him searchingly. "You're not just saying that to make me feel better are you?"
"No, I'm not." He said firmly and in that moment as they looked at each other, something clicked. Ichigo smiled leaning closer to brush their lips together, his fingers deftly undoing Grimmjow's belt as he rocked his hips into the man's below him.
"Now it feels right." Ichigo whispered against Grimmjow's lips before standing up to remove the rest of his clothing and looked at him questioningly. Getting the hint, he followed Ichigo's lead and pulled off his remaining clothing before the orange head joined him on the bed again. "What do you think?"
Grimmjow smiled, moving Ichigo onto his back and leaned over him. "Yeah, it's feels right now." Looking up, he opened the drawer and pulled out the bottle of lube stashed in there, frowning when Ichigo grabbed it from him suddenly. "What?"
"You knew where this was?" Ichigo asked, his eyes flickering to meet his and he grinned. "You didn't even hesitate."
He snorted at that, taking the bottle back. "Well I told you, I've started remembering things." He kissed Ichigo before pulling back to look over the man's body and smirked. "And I have to say, even memories don't compare to the real thing, damn Ichigo you are fucking sexy."
Ichigo blushed at that, smacking his arm half-heartedly. "Shut up Grimm and get on with it." His eyes fluttered shut as Grimmjow's lips brushed his before travelling down his chest and Ichigo gasped when he bit him lightly. "Shit, d-don't fucking tease me!"
"But that's all part of the fun." Grimmjow sat up, opening the bottle of lube to squeeze some onto his hand before looking at Ichigo questioningly. "Ready?" Ichigo nodded, exhaling slowly when Grimmjow lifted his leg over his arm.
"Just hurry up, I'm not exactly known for my patience." His head hit the pillow as one of Grimmjow's fingers entered him, a soft moan falling from his lips.
"Wow, you're receptive aren't you?" Grimmjow asked, grinning when Ichigo's eyes opened slightly so he could glare at him. "Don't worry, I'll give you what you want." He added another finger and instinctively searched for the spot which would have Ichigo seeing star, smirking when the man choked on a moan, grabbing his arm firmly.
"Fuck! That's it, right there..." Ichigo came undone as Grimmjow continued abusing his prostate, digging his fingers into his arm and tossed his head restlessly. "God dammit fuck me already!"
"Well, since you asked so nicely." Pulling his fingers out, Grimmjow quickly covered himself, shocked when Ichigo sat up suddenly and pushed him back on the bed. "Ichigo?"
"Shh, let me take over." He whispered soothingly, sliding onto Grimmjow's lap and grinned at the man. "Trust me, you'll like it." He kissed Grimmjow before he could reply, lowering himself onto the man's erection with a soft groan.
Grimmjow squeezed his eyes shut, his head hitting the pillow as Ichigo took him fully. "Shit Ichigo..."
Ichigo smiled at that, leaning down to kiss Grimmjow, rocking his hips to accommodate for his size. "Move, its fine." He lifted himself up, sliding back down Grimmjow's member with practiced ease, starting up a pace. "Damn that's good." Grimmjow cracked his eyes open to see Ichigo biting his lip, his cheeks flushed pink as he rode him, soft moans falling from his lips. Brown eyes slid open to meet his and he smiled. "What?"
Grimmjow sat up, pushing Ichigo onto his back and leaned over him. "You are so fucking amazing."
He grinned at that, kissing Grimmjow again before lifting his hips. "Then shut up and move." Lifting his leg as Grimmjow's hand ran down his thigh, Ichigo wrapped his arms around the man's neck, tangling his fingers in damp blue hair. "L-like that."
"Here?" Grimmjow asked, hitting his prostate and smirked when the man moaned, tightening his hold.
"Yes!" Digging his fingers into Grimmjow's back, Ichigo's head fell to the side as he kissed down his neck. "T-that's good, right there. Shit that's good..." He grabbed Grimmjow's hand, guiding it down his stomach to reach his aching member. "Touch me."
Grimmjow complied, wrapping a hand around Ichigo's erection, pumping it in time with his thrusting. Ichigo arched upwards, pressing their bodies closer and pressed his head to Grimmjow's shoulder to muffle his moans.
"Grimm! I'm gunna-"
Ichigo managed to get out before falling over the edge, spilling himself over Grimmjow's hand as the older male followed him into oblivion. "Fuck Ichigo..."
When Ichigo came down from his high and regained some self-awareness, he grinned and kissed Grimmjow quickly. "You gotta loosen up, I can't breathe properly." He complied, loosening his grip on Ichigo's frame to allow the orange head to shift into a more comfortable position. "Damn, that was good."
"Good?"
He laughed, leaning up to look at Grimmjow amusedly. "Ok, way better than good, you know what I mean."
"Mmm."
Ichigo frowned, his stomach tightening in worry and he sat up. "You regret this?"
"What? No of course not." Grimmjow pulled him down, firmly wrapping his arms around the man. "It's just..."
"What?"
"Is it different?"
Ichigo frowned again, looking at Grimmjow in confusion. "What, the sex?" When he nodded, Ichigo laughed and kissed him reassuringly. "Not really, don't worry it was as good as ever." He blushed, looking down shyly. "Actually, it kinda felt like our first time all over again."
"Yeah? What was that like?"
"Not exactly the best, I was so nervous I may have uh, accidently kneed you in the chin." Ichigo's blush intensified when Grimmjow snorted. "Shut up! I wasn't expecting it to feel that good when you were prepping me and it was a reflex!"
"Yeah ok, thanks for not doing that I guess." Ichigo scowled, shoving him gently.
"Shut up idiot." He muttered, settling back in his arms with a yawn. "So you staying or what?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"No, but I was trying to be polite. Get up and I will murder you, I am too damn comfy to move." Ichigo yawned again before snuggling closer to Grimmjow and closed his eyes. "Will you be here in the morning?" He asked sleepily and Grimmjow scoffed.
"Of course I will."
"Mmm, good..." Ichigo said quietly before going quiet and after a moment, Grimmjow deemed him asleep as his breathing evened out and deepened.
Running a hand through orange locks, he sighed and reached over Ichigo to turn the light off before settling next to him and continued stroking his hair whilst staring at the ceiling with a frown. "Don't worry Ichigo, I won't leave again, I promise."