I Will Wait (Grimmjow x Ichigo, Bleach yaoi)

P7: Wounds Are Healed and Filled With Love

Hey there! I'm glad this story is popular! Guess GrimIchi is pretty popular....or is it Ichijow....I like Ichijow, sounds cool. :3
Anyways, here's the next part, it's longer than the last. Sorry if it's a bit boring. *sniff* <Why do I suck?>
Please read and enjoy. (If you like this story, check my others please! They are good too!)

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*Ichigo's POV*

I awoke with two men looming over me. They were tall and both wore suits. I simply stared at them for a second, wondering if I was dreaming. I wasn't. They ripped the sheets from my body and grabbed my arms. I wondered where Grimmjow was. I yelped as they wrenched me upwards, hurting my arm. I yelled.
"GRIMMJOW!!" I called for the man I fell asleep with.
Where the hell was he? I looked around, not seeing him. I needed him now. The men dragged me to the living room. My bare feet slid with squeaks on the smooth hard wood. I thrashed violently and yelled, kicking my legs and pulling on my arms. Their grip tightened and I winced at the sharp pains of nails digging into my flesh. They walked into the open room, where beams of moonlight illuminated the room partially. I frantically looked around for Grimmjow, my eyes zipping across the shadowed area.
I found him. He was lying on the ground, panting and wheezing. Feet emerging from the black shadows pinned him down. His arm had two large slashes on it and blood pooled from the wounds. I could smell the blood and hear Grimmjow wheezing. I moved even more aggressively, enraged by what they did to Grimmjow. They grabbed my arms and twisted them back, to the point of almost breaking them. I yelled in pain, my voice cracking. I saw Grimmjow close his eyes and lie motionless. Is he dead?! I thought.
"You GODDAMN BASTARDS!!" I snarled and spat.
"How pleasant." A voice from the darkness hissed at me.
The feet that were crushing Grimmjow lifted off the limp body and walked into the light. A tall man stood there. He was lanky, a despicable grin plastered across his face. A patch covered his left eye. His one grey eye peered at me, writhing in pain as my arm was twisted. His hair was blacker than night and draped a little past his shoulders. He wore a white jacket, almost like one of a doctor. Black pants outlined his long, thin legs. He stepped over Grimmjow and cackled.
I growled at him, lunging. I was pulled back harshly. I heard the joints pop uncomfortably. He walked closer to me, face illuminated by the light. I flinched as he neared me. He looked my body up and down, I remembered I was still bare. I crossed my legs and looked at Grimmjow. Good, he's still breathing.
"What do you want?!" I snarled.
"I am Nnoitra...and I'm here to inflict a wound on that man." He said and pointed at Grimmjow.
"Why!?" I questioned, sadness overtaking my mind.
"Why?! HAHAHA! For this!!!" He yelled maniacally and pointed to his eye patch.
"That blue haired bastard cut out my EYE! Now he's gonna pay by watching you suffer!!" He tossed the knife in his hand away.
I watched as the blade glinted and flew. I didn't have any time to react as a cloth covered my mouth and nose. I breathed in the chemicals and quickly fell into unconsciousness. The chemical overwhelmed my body and blackness consumed me.

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I awoke sore. I tried to move my body, but found I could not. I pulled my wrists, chains clanked. I looked up and saw that my arms were above my head, kept together by a metal chain. My wrists were pinned just like when Grimmjow kissed me, but this time it was cold metal instead of warm, loving hands. The chain was hooked to attachments in the wall. I tugged, but the metal only dipped into my skin, cold and dull.
I kicked my legs, but they were also restrained. Braces wrapped around each ankle, connected by another chain to metal posts. My legs were forced to be open. That's when I realized I was on a mattress. My back laid against the bed sheets while my limbs were immobilized. I pulled at the chains, trying anything to break free.
After tugging and not receiving any productive results, I stopped and examined the room. It was small and plain. The bed was the only thing in there. The walls were plain and white. It looked like a hospital room. Except in hospitals the patients are not restrained and nude. I saw one door in the corner, but it had a keypad to open. Even if I were able to get out of the chains, I would still have to crack the code.
I sighed and tugged on the restraints again. All it did was make the metal clanking echo in the tiny space. Suddenly, the door opened and Nnoitra walked in. Grimmjow wobbled behind him, eyes tired and pained. He wore only a pair of tattered shorts, his chest heaving up and down. His wounds still oozed and his jaw was bruised. Nnoitra hauled him in and handcuffed him. The tall man shoved Jaggerjaques up against the wall as he handcuffed him. Grimmjow could do nothing in his defense, Nnoitra had injured him so severely. An ankle brace was placed on Grimmjow and he stood there. He looked at me with a sad, sorry look.
"Grimm...." I called his name and tried to move.
"Ichigo....I'm...sorry.." Grimmjow looked down.
"No...it's not you fault...it's His!" I spat out to Grimmjow and Nnoitra, whom was still in his white coat which extended past his knees. I no longer saw his black pants.
"Ichigo..." Grimmjow looked up at me, "I love you..."
His words broke my heart because they were so sad. His tone was also lonely, like it was the last time he would say those words. I pulled harder against the chains, wanting to feel Grimmjow. I yelled in frustration and went limp.
"What is it you want?" I said quietly.
"Hah....glad you asked..." Nnoitra snickered. "I'm gonna fuck ya and your lover here gets to watch. I'm gonna break both of ya." He cackled blatantly.
Grimmjow lunged at Nnoitra, snarling.
"No!! Not Ichigo!"
I simply looked down, closing my eyes. I was scared.
"Well, let's get to it!" He clapped his hand together and moved closer to me.
"Dammit!" Grimmjow cursed and tried to undo the restraints.
"No use trying to escape...even if you do, I have men outside." Nnoitra crooned sickly.
"Why? Why are you going to such lengths?!" I asked.
"Why not? I want my sweet sweet revenge! Can I not yearn for closure, for repayment!?" He grasped my jaw and leaned over me.
"You're a sick fuck!" I spat in his face.
He held my jaw harder, crushing it in his hand. I screamed, the chains rattling loudly.
"Ichigo!" Grimmjow pulled on the ankle brace but it only chafed his skin.
Nnoitra grinned and released my jaw, letting my head fall limply on my shoulders. I heard metal scrape and a sharp thud as Grimmjow tripped up and fell to the floor. I tried to curl up in a defensive ball, but the restraints only creaked and clanked. Nnoitra let his hand trail down my neck, nails scratching my flesh. I flinched and twitched, hating the feeling of the enemy's touch. I shut my eyes and lolled my head, wanting to stop all of this.
I heard Grimmjow get to his feet, his breathing fast and rasped. He growled and snarled, screaming obscenities at Nnoitra. The long digits left burning trails of disgust, moving down my abdomen. Tracing each muscle, the wretched hand continued.
"No...No! Stop it! Don't!" I pleaded, tears pooling in my eyes.
"Hmmm...let me ponder that..." He tapped his hand to his chin, nearing my face.
"How 'bout, No! Ha!" He yelled and cackled again.
I flinched at the words. Grimmjow reached out his arms, trying to grab Nnoitra. He was several feet short. I watched as he tugged fruitlessly at the ankle brace, creating wounds that began to ooze blood onto the cold metal. I gave a look of defeat to Grimmjow and turned my head.
"Just...get it over with." I murmured.
"Ah...that's better. Now, let's have a bit of fun." Nnoitra flicked his tongue at me and swiftly shifted his hand.
I gasped as he grasped my cock, squeezing it in his hold. He roughly moved his hand up and down. The action was uncaring and forced. It had no kindness to it at all. I hated being teased by this man. My body responded unconsciously to the stimulation, not caring what my mind screamed. As Nnoitra jerked me, I could only bite my lips and hold back groans that bubbled in my trachea. I hated the sensation, but I was aroused.
"No...No, dammit! Leave him alone!" I heard Grimmjow snarl.
"You are irksome." Nnoitra said and let go of my erect member.
I was ashamed at the fact that I was hard and I shut my eyes tight. I began to whimper, waiting for Nnoitra to do something. I heard Grimmjow.
"Dammit! Just stop you fucker! You can slash me up, just stop hurting Ichigo! Take me! It's me you hate! Stop It! Yo-" His voice was cut off.
I opened my eyes, to see what caused Grimmjow's silence. Nnoitra had tied a strip of cloth around Grimmjow's head. He was gagged, I could still hear his muffled voice though. The words were incomprehensible, but sounded angry and desperate. Nnoitra turned back to me, looking at my hard on. I glared at him, baring my teeth.
Nnoitra smiled and stepped up onto the bed with me. He removed his overcoat, unbuttoning it. After all the buttons were undone, the white cloth slipped off his shoulders and fell to the ground. His bare body was slender, but muscle rippled intimidatingly below the skin. I arched my back as he leaned down and nipped my neck, biting softly at first. He moved down to my shoulder and sucked. I shook my head.
"No! Don't!" I begged, but my voice was pathetically weak.
Nnoitra bit down on my right shoulder as he held my sides. I screamed at the pain and felt tears drip down my face. I pulled on all the chains, making them taut. My body arched and my toes curled as he bit down, teeth breaking flesh. Blood poured from the wound, dripping in red globs down my chest. I panted and began to cry.
"Ah! Grimmjow!!" I pleaded for him.
I heard chains rattle as Grimmjow tried to reach me. Nnoitra lifted off my shoulder, lapping the blood. I flinched at the disgusting tongue. Nnoitra looked at Grimmjow, turning his head. I felt a hardness press against mine.
"Aw..how cute...you two really do love each other...that will make it all the sweeter!" He mocked us.
I felt a heat on my cock and saw Nnoitra's member, erect and rubbing against mine. I tried to move my hips away from his, but the chains prevented me from doing anything. Nnoitra moved his cock to my entrance and his tip rubbed the opening. Nnoitra grabbed my hips and sat on his knees. He aligned himself and looked at me, grinning maniacally.
"Watch...as I break both of you in a single movement." He hissed.
Grimmjow screamed behind the gag and used his remaining strength to reach for me. He fell silent as Nnoitra thrust his long, thick member inside of me in a single movement. The cock tore me open, seating pain shooting up my spine like nothing I had ever felt before. The flesh ripped inside of me. I was silent for a second, but a scream built up in my throat.
I screamed. I screamed louder than I ever had. My voice cracked and broke as my pain was expressed in sound. The sound was enough to make Grimmjow thrash violently. My eyes bulged and I sobbed as soon as the scream ended. Pained sounds filled the room, my sounds. I shook my head and sobbed, tears pouring down my face. Pain wracked my body, I hung limply from the restraints, Nnoitra thrusting his hips.
He pulled out, and then slammed back in, pulling my hips towards him. I cried out horribly. The pain was excruciating, unimaginable. It shot through my veins, piercing every part of my body. I wanted to die, no. No. I didn't want to die. I wanted to be with Grimmjow. I needed him.
I could not see what Grimmjow was doing, but I guessed he could only watch and thrash madly. Nnoitra continued to pump in and out of me. Each thrust aggravated my ripped inside and made it worse. I felt blood seep from my hole, the warm liquid dripping and staining the sheets. I screamed and sobbed and hiccuped. I was in Hell. I just wanted it to be over with.
Nnoitra thrust ins and out of, gaining speed every second. His skin slapped against mine, creating sounds I had only wanted Grimmiow to hear. I heard the squelch of blood as Nnoitra's thick dick moved inside of me. My cock was hard, but I was feeling no pleasure what so ever. I wanted release and I wanted the intruder out of me. Nnoitra ran his sharp hands around my body, creating scratches every where he touched. He cackled loudly and thrust faster, harder. I bellowed painfully and sobbed and shook. All that filled my mind was pain and hate. The cock inside of me was coated with my blood, gaining pleasure from my pain.
I felt Nnoitra tense inside me and a thick fluid shot from his cock. His seed mixed with my blood and dripped. Tears dried on my cheek and blood dripped from my bitten lips. I was a bloody mess. Nnoitra pulled out of me, more pain. I laid there, panting and sobbing. I felt myself slipping into unconsciousness due to the intense pain. I saw Grimmjow collapsed, probably due to exhaustion. I couldn't stop my sobbing. Nnoitra grinned and got off the bed. His limp member dripped my blood and his semen. The bloody cock disgusted me. He draped his coat over himself and stated to leave for the exit.
Too tired to do anything, we both only watched. All of a sudden, the door flung open and hit Nnoitra. He backed up and cursed loudly.
"What?!" He bellowed.
In the doorway stood Toshiro, behind him, Jushiro. I gazed at them, surprised. My vision was a bit blurry and focusing was difficult. The couple walked in with a sort of elegance. Jushiro's long coattails moved swiftly as he turned and pressed his forearm against Nnoitra's sternum. His other arm held a pistol. Its barrel was pointed upwards at Nnoitra's jaw. The black haired man still grinned, he chuckled.
"Damn...guess I've been found out..." He raised his hands.
Jushiro kept the gun on Nnoitra and placed him in a lock. Jushiro jabbed part of Nnoitra's spine, and he collapsed. His grin gone as he collapsed. Toshiro was using a small key to undo Grimmjow's handcuffs. He used it to also unhinge the braces on Grimm's ankle and my limbs.
I saw Jushiro drag Nnoitra's body away, and return to collect Grimmjow. Jushiro carefully lifted Grimmjow by placing his arm under the torso that laid on the ground. I heard ragged breathing and didn't know if it was mine or Grimmjow's. Ukitake threw Grimmjow over his shoulder and left, holding the beaten man.
I saw Grimmjow's usual blazing blue eyes with a dull sheen, I tried to reach for him. A sharp pain from my shoulder hit me as I moved and I cried out. Toshiro wrapped a blanket around my body and helped me off the bed. I tried to stand, but my knees buckled and body ached. I fell to the floor, moaning in pain. Blood was everywhere, scratches I didn't even know I had were scattered all over my chest. I winced as they bled slowly. Toshiro let me lay on the floor, sheets covering my body.
Blood stains promptly formed and made the cloth have a sickening pattern. All I could do was breath. What else would one be expected to do after aggressive rape? Toshiro looked at me and gave a sad look.
"Jus' wait a second. Don't move." He pointed to me and sprinted away, steps resonating off the walls.
Yeah, I thought, like I could move if I wanted to. How horrible do I look? How bad is the damage? Is the situation under control, if so, how? Is....Is Grimmjow okay? I thought as I tried to slow my sporadic breaths. I felt hatred, resentment, anger, and need bubbling up. Pain, depression, and sadness countered and kept my mind in absolute turmoil. I wanted to go and kill Nnoitra, cut out his other eye and carve my hatred into his flesh. I wanted to mangle his mind with twisted logic and dysfunction. I hated him, that was for sure.
My feelings for Grimmjow overwhelmed any loathing I thought up. I had to see him. I had to know if he was okay. I needed Grimmjow. I loved Grimmjow. I felt tears drip again, not of pain. I missed Grimmjow. I missed his voice, his body, his heat, his soul, his mind, and his being. I wanted to be safe in his clutches. I softly called his name, feeling exhaustion crush my body.
"Grim.....mmjo.....Grimmjow...."
Toshiro returned, Ukitake behind him with a worried look.
"Yes, it is bad. His father runs a clinic, no? He shall surely know what to do. Wait, no...it's too far away. We must go to the closest Tokyo hospital. I don't know medical and neither do you Toshiro." I heard Ukitake's soft voice.
"Grimm....?" I asked quietly.
"Eh? Hey, Juu, Ichigo wants to know about Grimmjow." Toshiro tugged on Ukitake's sleeves.
Ukitake leaned down to pick me up, his arms cradling me.
"He is fine. You are in a much worse condition. We must take you to a hospital." Ukitake's whispered to me.
I sighed, content that Grimmjow was OK. Exhaustion slammed me hard and I was out like a light in Jushiro's arm, Toshiro tailing silently