Hi, I'm the Hgirl13 and this is my IchiRuki fanfic, another major couple in this will be Grimlie (Grimmjow/OC). AU. The setting is in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Enjoy:)
Summary: Ichigo is a partner in a law firm who hasn't had a serious relationship since high school. His father is worried that he'll never have grandchildren so he makes a deal with an old acquaintance. An arranged marriage.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or any songs
Chapter One: The Engagement
Twenty-Seven year old Ichigo Kurosaki sat in his office, he is currently working on his large amount of paper work. Ichigo is a handsome young man with peach skin, liquid amber eyes, a permanent scowl, bright spiky orange hair, and under his Calvin Klein suit was a lean but muscular body. He heard his office phone ring, he picked it up without looking up.
"Mr. Kurosaki, there's a man here to see you"
"Does he have an appointment?"
"Er, no sir. He says he knows you though"
Ichigo sighed then opened his eyes.
"Send him in"
Five minutes later, a tall man with spiky electric blue hair, striking azure eyes, tawny skin, and a muscular build walked in, wearing dark denim blue skinny jeans (but sagged), a dark brown wife beater, and a black jacket. He tugged the collars, making the jacket cover more of his neck.
Ichigo lifted his head and sat up straight, he groaned when he realized how stiff his neck was.
"Grimmjow? What... what are you doing here?" Ichigo asked, sounding genuinely surprised. Grimmjow smirked and shrugged then sat down in a seat that faced Ichigo's desk.
"Surprised? Yeah, I just got out of prison like... this morning," Grimmjow said while leaning back. "So, how many years has it been? I lost count after the first month." Ichigo's scowl softened and his lips curled into a grin. No one at the firm has ever seen him smile or grin, only his best friend, Grimmjow has.
"It's been thirteen years," Ichigo said, Grimmjow arched an eyebrow. "So, how was it? Worse than juvie, huh?". Grimmjow knitted his eyebrows and scratched the top of his head.
"Sucked man. Every guy tried to rape me," Grimmjow said while leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees.
"You didn't drop the soap, did you?" Ichigo asked quietly, even though the walls were thick, he still didn't want to embarrass Grimmjow.
"Of course not," Grimmjow hissed, Ichigo snickered. "I had to jack off almost every day since there were no chicks in there."
Ichigo is a one woman kind of guy but isn't too great on the dating scene while Grimmjow has no problem with being promiscuous and labeled a womanizer.
"So, why did you want to see me? Am I the first person you've seen since you've been out of prison?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow leaned back in his seat.
"I need a car," Grimmjow said, Ichigo raised an eyebrow.
"A car?" Ichigo repeated, Grimmjow nodded.
"Yeah man, you're rich and if you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours," Grimmjow said, Ichigo looked skeptical.
"What kind of car did you have in mind?" Ichigo asked slowly, Grimmjow smirked widely.
"We'll see at the auction but I gotta go to the DMV. My license got suspended while I was in prison," Grimmjow said, his eyes narrowing. "So Ichigo, got yourself a special lady ever since I was gone?" Ichigo chuckled and looked down.
"Nah... not since high school," Ichigo replied, Grimmjow frowned.
"Lucky for you, I'm opening my bar tomorrow night. You should come, I'm sure females would love a stud like you," Grimmjow said, Ichigo knew he was being sarcastic about the last part.
"No, that's okay. I'm having dinner with some family friends tonight", Ichigo said, Grimmjow nodded then sighed. "Something wrong?".
"Nothing. Just preparing myself for seeing my ex," Grimmjow said, Ichigo tried remembering who his ex was then remembered that Grimmjow had only one girlfriend.
"Natalie Cruz? Your first and last girlfriend from high school?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow smiled to himself and nodded. Natalie Cruz is a year younger than the two and the hottest girl at their school.
"Well, I better get going. See ya later Kurosaki," Grimmjow said while getting up.
"See you later Grimmjow," Ichigo said, Grimmjow haft waved. Ichigo sighed, Poor Natalie, she has to take care of Grimmjow by herself. Ichigo went back to his paperwork, he suddenly felt nervous about tomorrow night.
Ichigo walked inside Le Bec-Fin, a French restaurant in Philadelphia. He fixed his black tie and went up to the host. Ichigo wore a classic black pinstripe suit jacket with matching pants and a body slim fit French cuff sport shirt.
"I already have a reservation," Ichigo said, the host eyed him.
"Last name?" he asked.
"Kurosaki," Ichigo said.
"Ah, this way sir," the host said then led Ichigo towards his table. "Here you are, Mr. Kurosaki."
Ichigo greeted his family, Isshin, Yuzu, and Karin. He saw three people he hasn't seen before.
A stoic man with slate gray eyes, long black hair, clips in his hair, and an emotionless expression. A woman with black shoulder length hair, violet with a hint of blue eyes, pale skin, and was petite.
The last woman was the most beautiful woman Ichigo had ever seen, petite and angelic, the woman had exquisite violet eyes, flawless ivory skin, shoulder length jet black hair, and a strand of hair between hair eyes. The only seat open was the one across from her. She wore a taupe, rosette ruched dress.
"Son, it's good to see you," Isshin said, Ichigo just nodded and sat down.
"Who are these people?" Ichigo asked, Yuzu gasped.
"Ichigo, you shouldn't be so rude," Yuzu said, almost slapping his arm. Ichigo shrugged then looked at the menu.
"These are the Kuchiki's. Byakuya, Hisana, and Rukia," Isshin said after clearing his throat. "Sorry about my son." Ichigo accidentally knocked over his fork, he sucked his teeth and bent down to grab it. He winced from the pain he felt from his stiff neck.
After eating dinner and getting to know some information about the Kuchiki's (Byakuya being the head of his own corporation, Hisana playing house-wife, and Rukia being an art and drama teacher at a high school).
"So, can you explain to me why we had this dinner? Not that I didn't enjoy it," Ichigo questioned, Isshin took a deep breath.
"Byakuya and I have decided that you will marry Rukia"
Both Ichigo and Rukia's widen and their jaws dropped. After a minute of silence, Hisana clapped her hands together.
"Surprise!" she exclaimed, Rukia was the first to register what was said.
"I can't marry him," Rukia said, she looked slightly disgusted at the idea.
"I second that. No way I'm marrying some pipsqueak," Ichigo said, Rukia's eye twitched.
"Pipsqueak? I'm older than you, fool!" Rukia said, her voice sounding higher.
"Another reason why I can't marry her and where did this crazy idea come from?" Ichigo demanded.
"Well, I noticed that you haven't been dating anyone since you started college," Isshin said.
"I needed to focus on my career," Ichigo said, throwing his hands in the air.
"Rukia, you've been turning down every man who's asked you out on a date," Hisana said, she frowned.
"So? I'm not that into dating," Rukia mumbled, looking down.
"Same," Ichigo said.
"See? That's one thing you agree on," Yuzu tried, Ichigo scoffed and Rukia rolled her eyes.
"And Ichigo, I want grandchildren. I'm sure your mother would like some grandchildren too," Isshin said, Ichigo's expression harden just from hearing about his mother.
"No. She. Wouldn't!" he hissed then got up. "I'm out of here."
"Where do you think you're going?" Isshin asked, standing up.
"I'm a grown man. I could do what I want," Ichigo said then he felt someone stop him. It was Byakuya. He tightened his grip on Ichigo's shoulder, making Ichigo feel weak.
"Listen child, I want my daughter to have a husband with a good job and you're the only one who qualifies," Byakuya said then his cold eyes turned menacing. "Now, you will corporate."
"What if I don't?" Ichigo challenged, Byakuya's iron grip just tightened.
"I will put a gun to your head and make you propose to Rukia right this second"
Sweat dropped and he removed Byakuya's hand. He chuckled nervously then went over to the table.
"Come on Rukia, if I can't go alone, why not go together? Heh, heh," Ichigo said anxiously. Rukia grabbed her blazer and looked at her parents to see if it was okay, Byakuya nodded.
"It was nice meeting you all," she said, Ichigo held his hand out.
Rukia stared at it then placed her smaller hand in his, their fingers lacing together. Ichigo almost jumped, feeling a little shocked that he actually liked holding her hand.
"Where are we going?" Rukia asked while exiting the restaurant. Ichigo grabbed his car keys and opened the doors to his black Jaguar XF. Rukia sat in the passenger seat and was still wondering where they were going.
"We're going to a bar," Ichigo said then started the car.
"A bar?" Rukia repeated, Ichigo had a serious expression. "Well, I could use a drink myself." Ichigo backed out of the parking lot and drove to Grimmjow's dive bar (it's called Sexta's Dive Bar).
"Don't get too excited. It isn't a lounge," Ichigo said, Rukia sighed.
"That's okay... Can you believe our parents?" Rukia asked then shook her head in disbelief.
"I know," Ichigo said, clutching the wheel. Rukia noticed that his knuckles started turning white.
"Ichigo, when we get to the bar. Let's forget about them. Let's... let's just have some fun tonight," Rukia said, shrugging.
Ichigo parked by the dive bar, when they entered, it wasn't crowded but it wasn't empty. Rukia felt overdressed and everyone stared at her, murmuring 'what's with the yuppies?'. Ichigo didn't smile like he usually did when he saw Grimmjow behind the bar.
"Hey, aren't you supposed to-?"
"Just get me a beer and I'll explain"
Grimmjow arched an eyebrow then grabbed a beer for Ichigo, he noticed Rukia and smirked.
"What about you, sweetie?" Grimmjow asked, Rukia couldn't help but blush, she's never had pet names before.
"Just a shot of Jager," Rukia said, Grimmjow just nodded.
"Natalie... Natalie!" Grimmjow yelled a couple times. A gorgeous woman with olive skin, long, thick ebony hair with side swept bangs, long eyelashes that covered her navy blue eyes, full lips, and a shapely body turned around.
"What?" she asked loudly, Grimmjow glared at her.
"GET THE FUCK OVER HERE!" he shouted, Natalie stomped over to him and jumped over the bar.
"What do you want, asshole?" she demanded, Grimmjow stared at her.
"Get the woman a shot a Jager. I hired you for a reason, didn't I?" Grimmjow said forcefully, Natalie placed her hands on her hips and scoffed.
"No, you didn't like my old job and made me quit so this is why I'm working at this shit hole now," Natalie said harshly, Grimmjow furrowed his eyebrows.
"Bitch, this ain't no shit hole. Maybe if you cleaned up the place-"
"Uh-uh, I know you ain't expecting me to clean up this entire place by myself!"
Ichigo cleared his throat, the two looked at him from the corners of their eyes. Natalie's pissed off expression went away and she smiled.
"Ichigo "Strawberry" Kurosaki?" she asked while leaning towards him. Ichigo couldn't even scowl because of Natalie's enticing stare.
"Yeah, it's me," Ichigo said while looking down and rubbing the nape of his neck. Natalie's smile broaden and she laughed.
"Look at you. All dressed up, what's your job anyway?" she asked, Ichigo chuckled.
"I work at a law firm," Ichigo replied.
"Wow, you're such a big shot. Makes me feel worthless," Natalie said, rolling her eyes then bent down to grab a shot glass. She grabbed the Jagermeister bottle and poured it into the shot glass. Natalie slid the glass over to Rukia. "Wanna pay by credit or cash?".
"Cash is fine," Rukia said then downed her shot glass.
"So, explain to me. Who's the chick?" Grimmjow asked, Ichigo took a swig his beer.
"... Meet Rukia Kuchiki, my fiancee," Ichigo said then took another swig of his beer. Grimmjow coughed up his beer and Natalie looked genuinely surprised.
"What? You, get married? Is this a joke?" Grimmjow questioned, Ichigo and Rukia shook their heads.
"It's an arranged marriage. I just met him tonight," Rukia said then motioned for another shot of Jagermeister. The two sulked and Ichigo took a swig of his haft finished beer.
"Well, at least she's hot," Grimmjow said bluntly, Natalie slapped his arm. "What? It's true." Rukia blushed and facepalmed.
"I'm sorry chica, I know it must suck marrying someone you don't even know but...," Natalie's eyes shifted to Ichigo and smirked. "Ichigo is pretty steamy so I don't think it's that bad." Ichigo's eyes widen and Rukia's cheeks redden even more.
"I'm sorry, I never got your name," Rukia said, sounding proper.
"Damn, ain't she polite," Natalie said, sounding impressed. She cleared her throat and smiled flirtatiously. "Natalie Cruz, twenty-six years old and a former Playboy Playmate. I went to high school with these idiots." Grimmjow narrowed his eyes and glared spitefully at her.
"You... you were a Playboy Playmate?" Ichigo asked, Natalie nodded then gathered her hair together then let it go.
"Yeah, that's why Grimm forced me to quit. He was afraid that I might become a centerfold," Natalie said then flicked his forehead. "So, what do you do, Rukia?"
"I'm a high school teacher," Rukia replied, the three nodded.
"What subject?" Natalie asked.
"I teach art class and drama as an after school class," Rukia answered, Natalie nodded.
"So you must be pretty chill," Grimmjow said coolly then grinned. "Enough of this, let's just get smashed!"
Happy birthday Ichigo Kurosaki!