Harder to Breath; Chapter 7

Ulquiorra approached Ichigo again the next day in the library. Ichigo frowned as he watched him sit down. "I'm sorry I didn't talk to him, but he looked like he had his hands full with somebody else so I didn't want to bother him," Ichigo said.

Ulquiorra folded his hands on the table. "I've been following you all day and decided that the library would be the best place to approach you so you wouldn't shout while I talk with you."

"Well, you're quite the strategist aren't you?" Ichigo said sarcastically. "What did you need to talk with me about? Grimmjow has clearly moved on. He shouldn't be punching people any longer."

Ulquiorra stared at Ichigo emotionless. "I see you're upset."

Ulquiorra was right to approach him in the library. Ichigo would not yell at him there even though he wanted to. "Yeah I'm upset. Of course I would be," he said through grit teeth.

"Listen, I'm going to be honest with you. I hate Grimmjow," Ulquiorra stated simply. Ichigo looked at him a bit surprised. "I know what you're thinking. 'Why is he so insistent on helping him then?' I'm only doing this because I owe the bastard…and I really hate owing him because then he gets all cocky and stupid."

"B-but I thought you said you were his friend?" Ichigo asked.

"My definition of friend is a lot different than yours. A friend is someone who is useful to me. Grimmjow is that and nothing more, but he's not useful to me if he's upset about you. In fact he is quite worthless."

Ichigo frowned, "Useless? This wouldn't have anything to do with gangs or anything would it?"

Ulquiorra's eyes widened a bit in surprise but then his face returned back to normal. "No, Grimmjow isn't involved in that anymore. He quit so he could go to college and get an education and have a normal life. His usefulness is different."

"How?" Ichigo asked.

"That's none of your business," Ulquiorra stated simply.

Ichigo frowned and clenched his fist, "I'm so fucking tired of hearing that."

"So," Ulquiorra continued, "I need to you talk to Grimmjow and fix your relationship."

"No way," Ichigo shook his head, "I don't even know if he likes me. I'm not going to hurt myself like that. Plus, why should I help you? I don't owe you anything."

Ichigo didn't realize that Ulquiorra's face could get any more serious. "Yes, I know but if you do this for me I will owe you and I am a very good friend to have."

Ichigo looked at him puzzled, "You mean…you're very useful."

Ulquiorra nodded, "They are one in the same to me. Also, to help quiet your fears I happen to know for a fact that Grimmjow likes you, quite a lot."

Ichigo frowned, "Oh yeah? How is that?"

"He slept with you didn't he?" Ulquiorra asked already knowing the answer.

Ichigo stared confused, "So what? People sleep with other people all the time and not have any feelings towards them."

Ulquiorra shook his head, "Grimmjow is different. He doesn't sleep with just anyone."

"Oh yeah? Then why did I see him come to our room with another guy like he was going to sleep with him?" Ichigo challenged.

"Grimmjow is an idiot but he is not stupid," Ulquiorra said. Ichigo didn't quite understand what this guy meant most of the time. Ulquiorra sighed, "You'll just have to ask him for yourself, but I assure you they did not fuck each other."

"Fine," Ichigo sighed as he ran his hand through his hair, "I'll go and talk to Grimmjow…hey!" Ulquiorra had already stood up and was on his way out of the library. Ichigo sighed, "What is with that guy?"

Ichigo walked slowly back to the dorm room. He stood outside of the door. He didn't know if Grimmjow was already in there but he wanted to prepare himself a bit before he entered. He looked up from the floor and found Grimmjow standing next to him staring at him. "Are you going to come in?" he asked Ichigo.

Ichigo stepped back a bit startled at Grimmjow's sudden appearance before him. He couldn't form any words and instead just nodded his head dumbly. Grimmjow opened the door to the dorm and Ichigo followed in quietly after him. "Ah, um…" Ichigo started hesitantly, "I need to talk to—."

Grimmjow interrupted Ichigo, "I'm going to move into another dorm room." Ichigo looked up from the ground at Grimmjow surprised. "I wanted to tell you earlier but you weren't really here a lot. I think it would be easier on both of us."

Ichigo couldn't look at Grimmjow's emotionless face. "I see…" he answered quietly, "when?"

"Tomorrow," he answered. Ichigo knew his voice would crack if he spoke so he just nodded instead. Ulquiorra had lied. Grimmjow didn't care about him. He was moving out because he didn't want to deal with him anymore. Grimmjow wanted to get away from him.

Ichigo thought about Grimmjow's stupid friend angrily. Well, not friend, he corrected himself, just someone who was useful. A thought popped into Ichigo's head. He looked up at Grimmjow and studied his features. His face wasn't as emotionless as Ichigo had first thought. It looked more to him now like he was masking his emotions. Ichigo approached Grimmjow and stared at his face. Grimmjow backed away a bit and looked at Ichigo puzzled. "Wh-what are you doing?"

Ichigo continued to scrutinize Grimmjow's face. "I'm looking at your face…"

Grimmjow blushed slightly, "Yeah…but why?"

Ichigo ignored his question. "You said it would be easier for both of us…."

Grimmjow couldn't back away anymore and was caught between Ichigo and the bed so he had to lean his face back away from Ichigo's face that was still closely examining his features. "Yeah? So?"

"Why would it be easier on you?" Ichigo asked.

"What?" Grimmjow frowned.

"Well, I know why it would be easier on me. Why would it be easier on you?" Ichigo asked again, "I'm only asking because I think you don't express your feelings very well. You don't always say what you mean but your body always gives you away." Ichigo observed. "Ulquiorra said that you were beating up people because you were angry and that you didn't mean to break up with me."

Grimmjow frowned, "Dumbass…I told him not to interfere."

Ichigo grinned and poked his chest. "Ha! See, right there you were really glad he cared enough to interfere."

Grimmjow brushed aside Ichigo's hand, "So what?"

"So…" Ichigo continued, "do you really want to move out?"

Grimmjow pushed Ichigo away from him and glared at him. "I told you…it would be easier for the both of us."

Ichigo crosses his arms and sighed, "Easier how?"

Grimmjow averted his gaze again, "Well…you wouldn't be laying in the next bed…I wouldn't have to see you every day…" he ran his hand through his hair, "I wouldn't constantly be thinking about…strawberries…" Ichigo looked at him puzzled but let him continue. "About how I want to smell them…and eat them…and kiss them…and hold them…and fuck them…"

Ichigo stared at Grimmjow shocked, "What the hell?" Ichigo knew that Grimmjow liked strawberries but what did they have to do with… "Wait…are you correlating the meaning of my name, strawberry, with me? When you say strawberries…do you really mean me?" Ichigo asked.

Grimmjow looked away embarrassed and his face started to turn red. Ichigo grinned and put his arms around Grimmjow's neck. "I don't want you to move out…"

Grimmjow sighed, "I don't either…"

Ichigo frowned, "Then why the hell did you break up with me?"

Grimmjow glared at Ichigo, "You made me mad! You said that you didn't feel like I was in love with you! It pissed me off because I was doing the best I could at letting you know. I mean fuck! I don't just sleep with anyone!"

"Then who was that guy you were with yesterday?" Ichigo asked.

Grimmjow looked at Ichigo puzzled, "Guy? What guy? …oh! You mean him…" he frowned. "I didn't sleep with him. He was drunk so I was taking him back home. He gets clingy when he's drunk. I came back to the room to get my car keys." Ichigo thought back to the incident for a moment. He guessed that the guy did look like he had been drunk.

"Alright then what were those guys and the money about?" Ichigo asked, "Don't you dare tell me it's none of my business." Ichigo frowned.

Grimmjow sighed, "Because of my tough demeanor Ulquiorra occasionally asks me to rough up some guys for the money they owe him. I only said it wasn't your business because…well it was dealing with Ulquiorra and that guy isn't someone you want to mess with."

"I thought you weren't involved with gangs?" Ichigo asked.

Grimmjow frowned, "I'm not. Ulquiorra isn't involved with any gangs. He's a loan shark...of sorts, but he doesn't like doing the heavy lifting so I do it for him when it needs done."

Ichigo sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "I guess I can live with that… So now that we have everything settled…" He grinned and leaned in closer to Grimmjow's lips. "We can have make up sex."

Grimmjow grinned and wrapped his arms around Ichigo's waist and pulled him closer. "Mmm, I love make up sex."

Ichigo grinned, "Good, cuz you're not getting it till you tell me you love me, properly."

Grimmjow glared and pushed Ichigo away, "You fucking bastard." Ichigo tackled Grimmjow to the bed and pinned him.

Ichigo grinned as Grimmjow struggled underneath him. "Now…" Ichigo spoke as he struggled also to keep Grimmjow pinned, "just say it and we can have sex." Grimmjow panted and paused his struggling as Ichigo rubbed his knee between Grimmjow's legs.

Grimmjow groaned and gasped as Ichigo continued to grind his knee against his cock making it hard. "Ngh, ha, mn, fine!" Grimmjow looked Ichigo in the eyes and panted, "I love you…strawberry" he blushed.

Ichigo grinned and kissed him on the lips. "Close enough." Ichigo quickly removed Grimmjow's shirt and started in on his pants. Ichigo ground his hips against Grimmjow and kissed along his neck.

"Shit," Grimmjow panted, "Ngh, stop messing around…and get the fuck inside me…there's lube in my pant's pocket…"

Ichigo grinned at the fact that only Grimmjow would carry lube in his pants. He fished out the lubricant and covered his fingers with it. He prepped Grimmjow's opening for his cock then slathered the lube over his throbbing member. He gasped at the cold feel of it then slowly inserted himself into Grimmjow's hot insides. Grimmjow hissed and wrapped his legs around Ichigo's waist and pulled him deeper inside of him. Ichigo panted heavily as he thrust his hips into Grimmjow. "Ahn, fuck, harder! Shit! Nn, faster…ahn there, ha, fuck, more…" Grimmjow moaned.

Ichigo lifted Grimmjow's hips up and pounded deeper and harder into him. Ichigo watched as Grimmjow closed his eyes and cried out his name. Grimmjow panted in pleasure, the syllables of Ichigo's name becoming indistinguishable from his moans. The sight of Grimmjow hot and flustered before him drove Ichigo closer to his climax. The image of Grimmjow's hot cum spilling out of his cock onto his chest drove Ichigo over the edge and his own load spilled into Grimmjow.

Grimmjow panted tiredly then sat up and rolled onto Ichigo. "Not enough…" he spread apart Ichigo's legs and grabbed the lube. He poured it onto Ichigo's entrance and quickly moved his expert fingers in and out of Ichigo to prep him. Ichigo gasped at the unexpected contact. "Shit Kurosaki…" he panted, "I know this is only your second time but…I don't think I'll be able to take this slow…"

Ichigo nodded and Grimmjow slid into Ichigo. Grimmjow angled Ichigo so that he would find the spot that would send him into ecstasy. Grimmjow thrust his hips faster than the last time he had fucked Ichigo. Ichigo gripped the bed sheets tightly when Grimmjow hit his spot. "Ahn, there, fuck, ha," he panted. Grimmjow gripped tighter onto Ichigo's hips and pounded harder into the spot. Ichigo was driven deeper into pleasure. He cried out as he reached orgasm again and panted tiredly. Grimmjow came shortly after and panted tiredly over Ichigo.

Grimmjow rolled Ichigo onto his stomach and positioned his hips in front of him. Ichigo looked back at Grimmjow surprised, "Again?"

Grimmjow grinned and inserted his already hard cock back into Ichigo. "Ahn, I need more…" Grimmjow groaned as he pounded into Ichigo. Grimmjow kissed along the length of Ichigo's back. Ichigo rested his upper body against the bed and kept his hips up in the air.

He gripped the sheets when Grimmjow found his spot again. "Ah! …there…shit….faster…ngh," Ichigo moaned. Grimmjow continued his administrations on Ichigo's sweet spot and Ichigo came for the third time. Grimmjow released shortly after and panted tiredly next to Ichigo. Ichigo sighed and grinned at Grimmjow. "Is that enough for you?"

Grimmjow grinned, "Not quite…we have a lot of catching up to do."

Ichigo glared at Grimmjow from bed the next morning. He had to call in sick to classes the next day because he was unable to move. Grimmjow smiled and sat next to him on the bed. He moved the hair off of Ichigo's forehead and kissed it. "How are we feeling this morning?"

"Fuck you!" Ichigo growled.

Grimmjow grinned, "Tsk, tsk, I don't think you'll be doing any fucking for a while Kurosaki. You need to rest." Ichigo tried to fight against Grimmjow to prevent him from kissing him but fell back tiredly. Grimmjow, having won the fight, took his prize and kissed Ichigo on the lips. Ichigo sighed and grinned at Grimmjow. He couldn't really stay mad at him for long. Besides, Grimmjow had called in sick also and agreed to take care of him till he got better. Hopefully Grimmjow wouldn't get it into his head that Ichigo was feeling good enough to continue what they started the day before.

The End

A/N: That's it! I may include some extra stories later, but that's only if I get any ideas for this particular GrimmIchi, other than that I'm moving onto a new segment! :D Thanks for all the support and reviews! I really appreciate it! I hope you all enjoyed it! Thanks!