Chapter 2; Feline?
"Come on inside Grimmjow." Ichigo's hand flips up the light switch in the living room illuminating the house section of the clinic. "Make yourself at home." "Now that is about the most ridiculous sounding thing I've ever said to someone who tried to kill me."
"The place looks empty. I thought you had family living here?" Grimmjow looked around seeing that the only furniture in the room was a table with chairs and a small sofa. "Nice place... nice and empty. Damn."
"My dad got offered a position at a hospital in Tokyo. He took my sister's with him." Ichigo walks into his room to slip back inside his body. He stretches his fingers for a moment then turns around to check on Grimmjow when he bumps into a brick wall. "Oi! Make some noise or something!"
"Why?" Grimmjow walks around Ichigo's room with his upper lip pulled up.
"Never mind. Just try not to sneak up on me." Ichigo replies walking back to the kitchen to fix them something to eat. "You must be hungry. I'll cook. You go have a shower!" He yells back at Grimmjow waiting for the bathroom door to click shut. "You smell like gym class." He whispers under his breath opening up the refrigerator to see what he can make.
Ten minutes later Ichigo sets two glasses on the table and leans over to grab a plate of food when he hears Grimmjow come up behind him. "Just in time, food's ready. Nothing fancy just ramen. I hope that's ok."
"I'm starving, I'll eat anything right now." Grimmjow walks over to the table next to Ichigo with a small towel draped around his shoulders. He looks at the food then Ichigo and grins wide. "What are you gonna eat though?"
"What are you talking about there plenty of-" Ichigo's voice stops cold as he turns to see Grimmjow standing naked next him wearing only a towel... around his neck. "Why are you naked!"
"What?" Grimmjow lifts the towel from his shoulders and wraps it around his waist. "I have a towel on. What's the big deal?"
"That is a hand towel!" Ichigo stomps out of the kitchen heading for his room, his face crimson as a tomato. "I saw everything..." He shuts his eyes trying to block out the mental imagine to no avail. His brain just won't let go of the picture he just saw. "Freshly washed skin...muscular skin...with, with ribbons of water dripping down to...to further down!" Ichigo slaps his hand down struggling with Grimmjow's significant sex appeal. "I don't think I've ever seen a man look so..."
"You got a problem with me say it to my face!"Grimmjow stomps inside his room pushing the door wide open. "Nobody looks down on Grimmjow!"
Ichigo couldn't help himself. Honestly he did try, but his eyes couldn't stop from slinking back down to look at the small towel wrapped around Grimmjow's waist. It's there hanging on by a tiny knot defying gravity and barely covering something substantially larger than Ichigo had ever seen on a man. "Why do you think I'm looking down on you?" Ichigo tears his eyes away facing the rectangular window trying to hide his fear."That towel... it doesn't even cover his right hip!"
"You glared at me."
"Shit! He saw me gaping at his-"
"I wasn't staring at you at all!" Ichigo folds his hands in front of his chest defiantly keeping his gaze outside at the flicking street lamp.
"Fuck it I'm starving." Grimmjow vanishes out the door with his towel flashing Ichigo a healthy view of his firm round backside.
As soon as Grimmjow leaves his room Ichigo falls on top of his bed with his arms outstretched. "What am I doing?" Ichigo clamps his eyes shut muttering into his pillow.
"Getting turned on by the big blue cat." Kon pops on Ichigo back folding his fluffy arms in front of him.
"Shut up Kon."
"Well, you asked." Kon walks up Ichigo's back and plops down on his head.
"Cat?"
"One feline always recognizes another." Kon pats Ichigo's head pressing his paw over the spiky orange hair. "The bigger question is...are you going to domesticate that wild thing in the kitchen?"
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Ichigo turns his head knocking Kon down his blue T-shirt landing on his butt with a squeak.
"If you want him. You are gonna have to tame him first."
"Tame him! Are you crazy! That's...that's disgusting." Ichigo's mind reeled at Kon's insinuation. Then the image popped in his head. The image that will keep him awake all the following nights pops into his head. Grimmjow shirtless kneeling between his legs with his stunning blue eyes begging to suck his-
"Why not? I like him better than-"
"You, you are a bad influence on me!" Ichigo picks up his extra bed pillow and knocks Kon into the closet door.
Squeak!
"Tch, Try to help you out and this is my thanks." Kon slides open the closet door and jumps up into Rukia's old nesting spot. "Fine! Stay miserable!" Kon gives Ichigo the middle finger before slamming the door shut.
"I'm not the one sleeping in a closet!" Ichigo snaps back at him when the closet slides back open.
"At least I'm happy in my closet." He points a claw at him. "Yours is a prison to avoid rejection!"
Ichigo's brown eyes fall to the floor as his face turns somber. "You are right Kon." Ichigo presses his shinigami badge to his chest and jumps out the window into the night.
"Ichigo...can't you see?" Kon jumps over to the bed and stands in the window watching the black cloaked shadow turn away and walk down the rain drenched road. "He didn't reject you at all... He is here everyday just making sure you are alright."
Stepping back inside the house after a few hours to clear his mind, Ichigo noticed how dark and quiet it was. He still couldn't get used to living alone, even after four months. Tiptoeing into the kitchen he pulls a bottle of water from the refrigerator and starts to return to his room when a strange sound echoes in the large room. The strange snore of sleeping coming from the sofa is unmistakably Grimmjow. He steps closer peering over the back of the couch to find him sprawled out naked with his feet sticking over the arm from the knees down.
Ichigo stares at him in the dull light of the darkened room the towel slightly askew only teases him to look closer. Sliding his eyes over the taut muscles of his torso and chest he senses his mouth water. Vowing to punish himself for ogling him Ichigo runs his tongue over the bottom of his lips before swallowing and turning away. He makes it one step before every hair on the back of his neck rises to attention. The sound coming from Grimmjow changed to something else. Something low, primal and soft. "He is purring?! Is he really that much of a feline?" Ichigo sits down leaning his back against the sofa on the opposite side of Grimmjow to listen. Before he knows it he shuts his eyes savoring the most seductive sound he has ever heard."It's nice...not being so alone." Before he knows it, he falls asleep lost in the pleasing tone of a relaxing rumble.
