Beauty and the Beast

I laughed so hard writing Grimmjow’s part in this chapter, I am such a freak. Hopefully you will like it just as much as I do!

Beauty and the Beast: Chapter 6

Ichigo ran to the stable and grabbed Zangetsu, quickly mounting him and racing through the gate and away from the castle. They both dashed madly through the forest, but Zangetsu came to a stop all of a sudden, almost making Ichigo lose his balance. Ichigo looked up with a frown and saw a pack of snarling wolves darting between the trees. His eyes widened and fear jolted through him as he hurriedly pulled on the reins to turn Zangetsu as they begin to flee. Zangetsu accidentally ran out onto a frozen pond, and his and Ichigo’s weight collapse the ice.

Ichigo gave a choke gasp as his body hits the icy water, his hands trembling in the cold. The wolves chase him into the water, some drowning as they lunge towards them, but Zangetsu’s hooves managed to catch solid ground and they surge out of the water before the wolves can get to them.

They ran into a clearing, but instantly became surrounded by wolves. Zangetsu bucked in his panic, throwing Ichigo off and wrapping the reins around a tree branch. Ichigo landed with a grunt and scrambled to his feet despite his cold limbs’ protests. The wolves began to attack Zangetsu, leaping for him with fangs extended, but Ichigo wrenched a stick out of the ground and knocked them off of him. One wolf grabbed the stick in its mouth and breaks half of it off while another leapt at him, grabbing the corner of his cloak and dragging him to the ground.

Ichigo looked up in fear as he tried to yank his cloak away from the wolf and sees another one about to jump on top of him. It leapt, its mouth open and teeth glinting but is caught in mid-air by a large, muscular arm. Ichigo’s eyes widened as he caught sight of Kenpachi. He threw the wolf away and crouched over Ichigo protectively with a snarl. The wolves growled low and the throat and lunged at the beast, meeting each other head on. One bit into the beast’s shoulder while the others focus their attack on the same side. Kenpachi roared in anger and ripped them off of him, throwing one against a tree and knocking it out. The others shrank in fear and quickly turn and run away, disappearing into the forest.

Kenpachi collapsed in exhaustion and the ache of his wounds, his face slumped in the snow. Ichigo bit his lip and untied Zangetsu from the branch and then looked over to Kenpachi again. With a heavy scowl he approached Kenpachi and grabbed a hold of one of his arms, hoisting him onto Zangetsu’s back with great effort. With that, Ichigo lead Zangetsu back to the castle with the beast on his back.
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In the den, Ichigo poured some hot water into a pot and soaked a rag in it before turning back, to Kenpachi who was licking his wounds.

Ichigo rolled his eyes and leaned forward. “Here now. Oh, don't do that.” Kenpachi growled at him as he tried to clean the wound with his rag. “Just...hold still.”
He touched the rag to the wound on Kenpachi’s shoulder, making him roar in pain. The objects, who have been watching quickly scamper out the door and away from the scene. They like their pieces in tact, thank you very much!

“That hurts!” Kenpachi glared at Ichigo who didn’t look very sorry at all. In fact, he looked like he was smirking.

“If you'd hold still, it wouldn't hurt as much.”

“Well if you hadn't run away, this wouldn't have happened!”

“Well if you hadn't tried to molest me, I wouldn't have run away!”

Kenpachi stopped to think for a second with a blink. “Well you shouldn't have been in the West Wing!”

“Well you should learn to control your temper!” Beast blinked and tried to think of a counterpoint, but could find none. With a huff he turned his head the other way, but peaked at the beautiful boy out of the corner of his eye. “Now, hold still. This may sting a little.” Kenpachi gritted his teeth as he applied the rag again gently. Ichigo glanced up at him through his lashes and blushed a little. “By the way, thank you, for saving my life.”

“You could find it in yourself to thank me in a different way.”

Ichigo squeaked as he was lifted up and pulled onto Kenpachi’s lap. “Stop it!”

“Come on, now.” Kenpachi gave a long lick of Ichigo’s face and nuzzled his neck while his hands gripped the smaller man’s hips. “I promise to be gentle.”

Ichigo jerked in surprise as Kenpachi grabbed his shirt and yanked it open, pulling it down his arms slightly to bare his shoulders. He then leaned forward, sniffing Ichigo’s neck with a deep content noise. Ichigo let out a little yelp and tried to squirm away as Kenpachi laved his throat with his slightly-scratchy tongue. Kenpachi only tightened his hold and pulled Ichigo so he was straddling his lap.

With a shriek, Ichigo realized that Kenpachi was actually getting hard from this. Shit shit shit! It didn’t help that the friction was rubbing Ichigo into hardness as well. He closed his eyes, twitching as Kenpachi’s tongue continued to lap at his neck. Ichigo shoved him away half-heartedly, surprised when he was let go and he fell onto the floor with an ‘oomph.”

Ichigo blinked up at Kenpachi who was grinning down at him. “I’m not gonna rape you.” Kenpachi chuckled and picked the boy up again, settling him into his lap comfortably so his erection didn’t rub against any part of the orange-haired boy’s body.

“Could have fooled me.” Ichigo said only half-heartedly, relaxing into the surprisingly soothing embrace.

Kenpachi felt something within him stir and his tail started to wag despite himself. So cute!

The tavern in town was completely empty except for three figures sitting at the table in the corner. Grimmjow stroked his cat between the ears as he eyed Ichimaru Gin, the head doctor of the insane asylum.

“I don't usually leave the asylum in the middle of the night, but they said you'd make it worth my while.” Gin gave a smile that didn’t reach his slitted red eyes. Grimmjow pulled out a sack of gold and tossed it onto the table in front of Gin who took out a piece, and dragged it along his chin. “Aah, I'm listening.”

“It's like this. I've got my heart set on marrying Ichigo, but he needs a little persuasion.”

“Meow!” Pantera said to Grimmjow with an arched eyebrow.

“Shut up kitty!” Grimmjow hissed, then turned back to Gin. “Everyone knows his father is a lunatic. He was in here tonight raving about a beast in a castle...”

“Isshin is harmless.” Gin eyed Grimmjow, probably wondering about the sanity of a man who speaks to his cat.

“The point is Ichigo would do anything to keep him from being locked up!”

“Meow!” Pantera contributed with a smirk.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Grimmjow’s eye twitched.

“Rawr…”

“No, just say what you mean you stupid cat, don’t speak around the issue!”

“Hiss!”

“Alright, alright, I’m sorry.”

“Meow.” Pantera nudged Grimmjow’s hand apologetically and purred as he began to pet him again.

Gin coughed once to get their attention back to him. “So you want me to throw his father in the asylum unless he agrees to marry you?” Grimmjow smirked and nodded as Pantera meowed an affirmation. “Oh, that is despicable, I love it!” They both laughed together, chuckling evilly as they wiped tears from their eyes. Ah, evil laughter always takes so much energy out of bad guys.

“And Grimmjow, if you ever feel the need to talk about some of your, er, problems, my office is always open.” He eyed the blue haired man.

“What’s that supposed to mean!?” Grimmjow yelled again, this time to Gin.

At the Kurosaki’s cottage, Isshin was shoving a whole bunch of stuff he probably wouldn’t need into a pack and muttering to himself. “If no one will help me, then I'll go back alone. I don't care what it takes. I'll find that castle and somehow I'll get him out of there.”

He stomped out the door, slamming it shut and heading into the forest. A few minutes later Grimmjow and Pantera arrived at the cottage, pounding at the door and kicking it in. “Isshin! Ichigo!”

“Meow.” Pantera sat on his haunches and shrugged his shoulders.

“They have to come back sometime.” Grimmjow growled. “And when they do, we’ll be ready for them.” Hunkering down to Pantera’s level, Grimmjow tapped him lightly on the nose. “Don’t move from this spot until Ichigo and Isshin come home.”

“Rawr…” Pantera wasn’t too happy with his guard duty, but curled up in a pile of hay and made himself a comfortable nest. His human is lucky he wanted Ichigo in the family as well.

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I really thought that Grimmjow not having a talking side-kick would be harder to write, but Pantera turns out to be perfect! Poor Grimmjow, talking to a cat…