Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

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Pairing: Grimmjow x Ichigo

Done for my two-thousandth reviewer BubbleTrouble6666! I love all of you guys so much for sticking with me this long and giving me so many encouraging reviews. It makes me teary eyed to think about it. –sniffle- In all seriousness, you guys really rock my socks!

Summary: AU set in modern times with Ichigo as a cat demon and Grimmjow as a panther demon. Ichigo comes of age and needs a mate but refuses everyone. His father knows that Ichigo needs someone who could make him submit so he finds and alpha for him, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques.

Beta’d by KitsuneKiri- thank you very much!!!

Of Demons and Mates: Part 1

Ichigo was not a very happy demon. Not that he was a ball of sunshine and happiness before, but it was even worse now. What made him so unhappy? His birthday normally for humans and demons alike this was a happy occasion, especially since it was his eighteenth, but not for Ichigo.

Ichigo Kurosaki stood 5’9” tall and had bright orange hair. The cat ears sticking out from the side of his head and his tail were also bright orange although they were an array of different shades. He was strong and muscular from being physically fit and getting in so many fights but his body wasn’t bulky and instead was long and lean.

He was a cat demon like the rest of his family who went to a local school for demons. Demons and humans were segregated for practical reasons that included less death and mayhem rather then bias and prejudice. There were many different types of demons that ranged from animalistic to even insects but Ichigo thought that the animal demons that were more instinctual had the worst of it.

If course very few shared this same mind set with Ichigo, but Ichigo believed it enough for the will of a thousand demons. Because today was his 18th birthday and he had finally come of age. It was something that he both dreaded and wanted to get over with as fast as he could.

When female and some male cat demons, and many others, come of age they go through their first, not to mention most intense, heat cycle. The males go through rut which is just as heated. That’s why for many demons they were ecstatic to finally be able to choose a mate whom they would spend the rest of their life with.

Ichigo wanted nothing to do with the heat cycle or a mate. Unlike most males of his species, Ichigo was a carrier which was basically the submissive partner of the mates. Ichigo didn’t want to mate and therefore he was miserable as his body pulsed with heat and his erection was hot and heavy in between his legs. He was curled up on the fetal position on his bed cursing his genetics and completely ignoring his cock.

“Ichigo my son, you must wake up go to school and find a mate!!!” His psychotic father burst into the room just in time to meet Ichigo’s foot.

“I’m not going to school to have all those idiots drooling over me!” Ichigo snarled in reference to his own ‘fan club’ which consisted of dominant males after his ass.

“You won’t find a mate otherwise.” Isshin was surprisingly serious as he frowned at Ichigo and rubbed his chin. “You have to find a mate soon as a carrier. If you don’t then someone might come along and forcefully mate you.”

Ichigo scowled and crossed his arms over his chest. “I can protect myself, and I don’t need a mate!”

“Ichigo, a mate is supposed to be a good thing. I know that when I met your mother it was the happiest day of my life.” A dopey smile crossed his face as he spoke of his late wife and only mate. Ichigo cringe at the reminder which also happened to be the reason for not wanting a mate. Someday they were going to die and if they died before Ichigo then he couldn’t stand the pain.

“Get out so I can get dressed.” Ichigo mumbled and kicked his father out. Another wave of heat went through him and Ichigo wondered if he would even make it to school like this. Somehow he managed and he regretted not skipping immediately when a certain red head named Renji was instantly at his side with his nose buried against Ichigo’s neck.

“Fuck you smell good, Ichigo.” Renji growled. He was a monkey demon but the type of demon didn’t matter when it came to finding a mate. Any children conceived from a mixed marriage would become either one or the other, not both. None of the types were considered to be dominant or recessive so that didn’t determine it either.

“Get off of me you ape.” Ichigo said in disgruntlement and shoved the clingy dominant off of him. “I’m not fucking interested.”

“You say that but I know you’re just playing hard to get.” Renji cooed and tried to tangle his long tail with Ichigo’s but Ichigo curled his tail around his leg.

“Get the fuck off of my mate.” A new voice interjected, making Ichigo cringe. Already he was drawing a large crowd with was easily dispersed by the praying mantis demon. Nnoitra Jiruga was a very rare insect demon that had six arms and horns growing out the side of his head. At the moment he was using one arm to punch Renji while the other five molested Ichigo.

“Let go!” Ichigo yelled as Nnoitra grabbed his ass roughly and hands began to sneak up his shirt. He elbowed Nnoitra in the stomach but immediately regretted it when he came into contact with Nnoitra’s steel skin that made his elbow throb.

“Ya shouldn’t do that Ichi, I wouldn’t want to hurt ya.” Nnoitra grinned and inhaled Ichigo’s intoxicating scent and was about to bite down on his neck when Zaraki Kenpachi slammed his fist into Nnoitra’s stomach.

Nnoitra grunted and his hold relaxed on Ichigo enough for him to get away…only to be snagged by Kenpachi immediately. Ichigo didn’t know what type of demon Kenpachi was…he had no discerning marks or ears or tails, although they could be hidden. He almost looked human if it wasn’t for his black eyes which turned golden when he got fired up not to mention his extremely strong body.

That made it all the more unnerving for Ichigo who was now pressed against the wall beside an unconscious Renji with a hand creeping underneath his shirt.

“Stop it!!!” Ichigo yelled and tried to get away. Unlike with most demons, Kenpachi was one of the few who were after Ichigo even before he came of age. Ichigo beat him once during a fight and Kenpachi became obsessed with him to the point of trying to mate with him even though he wasn’t old enough to.

Luckily for Ichigo, Nnoitra recovered quickly and immediately launched himself at Kenpachi. They got into an all out brawl in the middle of the hallway and Ichigo took the opportunity to sneak away. Luckily those were three of the four most aggressive dominant demons of this school and the only one left was-

“How ya doing there Ichi?”

-Shirosaki.

Ichigo grimaced as he turned to face the albino cat demon who looked like he had just gotten a bowl of cream. Unlike with the other three he didn’t pounce on Ichigo immediately but instead languidly strolled up to him and forced Ichigo to back up against the wall. He planted his hands on either side of Ichigo’s head and leaned down to inhale Ichigo’s scent sharply.

“I knew ya would smell this good.” Shirosaki said almost reverently and his tail flicked along his. Ichigo immediately drew his tail away but Shirosaki simply moved his to curl around Ichigo’s leg.

“I’m not going to mate with you.” Ichigo said darkly and glared at him. His ears were pinned flat to his head and his tail flicked side to side in agitation.

Shirosaki narrowed his eyes dangerously and Ichigo swallowed harshly. “Ya say that like ya’ve got a choice.”

Before Ichigo could reply and Shirosaki could take it even further the principal of the school arrived. Aizen Sousuke had a great deal of control so he didn’t show how much Ichigo’s pheromones were affecting him as well.

“Shouldn’t you to be in class?”

Ichigo nodded quickly and was very thankful his first class wasn’t with Shirosaki who very reluctantly allowed him to leave. He let out a sigh of relief when Shirosaki was finally out of view and had to run in order to make it to his class on time. The bell rang just as he got inside the room, drawing the attention of the class to him.

Jyuushiro, mate to another teacher named Shunsui, was the teacher of the class and was very nice, although stern when he had to be. He simply smiled at Ichigo and gestured for him to take his seat which was in front of the wolf demon Starrk. He drew stares and whispers as he walked to his group of friends who were looking at him in concern.

Starrk was sleeping as was usual and didn’t bother Ichigo when he sat down.

“You look like you’ve been thoroughly molested already.” Rukia leaned over to speak with him and frowned in concern. “I know you don’t want a mate, but if you had one this wouldn’t-”

“I don’t want to talk about.” Ichigo said shortly, making Rukia sigh.

Orihime, Tatsuki’s mate, leaned over to smile at him fondly.

“Having a mate is so enjoyable Ichigo, I’m sure you would love it!” She giggled and completely missed the glare he gave her.

Just as he was beginning to relax once more in his chair and listen to Urahara, he stiffened. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and warm breath caressed his skin.

“You smell good,” Starrk murmured in a sleepy voice and leaned forward even further to grab Ichigo by the shoulders to make sure he wouldn’t escape before licking his neck.

“You will not do that in my classroom!”

Ichigo was saved by Jyuushiro whose strong side was coming out as he looked sternly at Starrk. Starrk slowly released Ichigo and stopped licking his neck but he remained leaning forward and occasionally buried his nose in his hair and nuzzled him with Jyuushiro wasn’t looking.

It was driving Ichigo mad. He felt wet and achy inside and he had the overwhelmingly strong desire to mate. Being around so many strong, dominant alpha demons was making his heat even worse. His body craved it so bad he was actually trembling with the need to be mated. He had to cover his mouth with his hands or else he would have turned around and told Starrk to just take him.

The urge became so strong he was about to tear his hand away and say it when the bell rang. Ichigo was so coiled with tension that he actually jerked a little at the sound in surprise. He stood up immediately and Starrk grabbed him by the arm and whipped him around. Ichigo’s will faltered when he looked up at Starrk’s face and the adoration he saw there. His instincts told him that Starrk would make a good mate because he would actually care about Ichigo.

Luckily Rukia was there to snap him out of it by hitting him hard over the head. Ichigo flinched and much to Starrk’s disappointment, yanked away from him and literally ran out of the classroom, shoving people out of the way as he went. He didn’t stop there though, he knew that the rest of the day would be exactly the same so instead he ran out of the building and didn’t stop until he got home.

Goat-face didn’t look very surprised to see him and was even lying in wait to attack him. Ichigo barely managed to dodge the two-foot kick which has been known to break brick walls.

“I’m not in the mood!” Ichigo snarled and was about to storm up to his room when he caught an odd scent. It was musky and strong and most definitely male. He turned in disbelief to his father who looked very smug.

“I knew that you would reject all of the males even before you came of age so I spent a lot of time searching for an appropriate mate for you!” Isshin said with a beaming smile as his son stared at him, horrified.

“I’m sure you two will get along just fine. I’m leaving now so have fun!” He shoved Ichigo into the living room where the smell was originating from and Ichigo collided with a broad, firm chest.

Strong hands wrapped around his upper arms and held him in place before he could escape. Ichigo tensed and looked up into the demon’s bright blue eyes which were riveted on him.

“Hello kitten.” The cat demon purred, making Ichigo’s ears flatten on the side of his head while trying to pull away. The demon had blue hair almost as bright as his eyes and a grin on his face that looked slightly insane. “I’m your mate, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques.”

“I’m not your mate and my name is Ichigo not kitten.” Ichigo growled and continued to try to pull away. Grimmjow held him there like his effort were nothing and dragged their bodies close together to sniff along his neck. Grimmjow purred at first at the intoxicating scent of Ichigo’s heat but it changed into a low growl.

“Who else had been trying to mate with you!?” Grimmjow snarled and pushed Ichigo away from him so that he was an arm’s distance away but still gripping him tightly. Ichigo tensed and he sort of curled in on himself as he stared at Ichigo with his tail stiff and erect.

“I went to school this morning.” Ichigo said grouchily and narrowed his eyes at the dominant demon who looked enraged. He quickly brought his hands up and dug his nails into the pressure point just above the elbow that made Grimmjow yelp in pain. He made a break for the door but Grimmjow tackled him from behind.

Ichigo landed with a grunt on the floor and tried to scramble to his feet but Grimmjow pinned him down and sunk his teeth into Ichigo’s neck. Ichigo’s back arched underneath Grimmjow and he let out a sharp scream at the pain. Grimmjow relaxed his jaw slightly at the sound of his mate in pain and then pulled away.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Grimmjow murmured and began to lap up the blood spilled as Ichigo trembled underneath him. “It’s just like pulling off a band aid.”

“I very much doubt that,” Ichigo said and squirmed, trying to find a weak spot in Grimmjow’s hold so he could get free. “Get off of me already! I don’t want a mate and I definitely don’t want you as one!”

Grimmjow stiffened at this declaration and his body went taunt with the need to pounce. When he had been approached by that crazy idiot Isshin Kurosaki he wanted nothing to do with him or his son. However after seeing a picture and being told about him by several different people, Grimmjow wondered if his kitten was aware of how desirable he was, Grimmjow knew he had to have him.

The second Ichigo walked into the house his scent became overpowering. The kid would probably have a hard time fighting off all of the would-be mates and more then one of them wouldn’t care if he was willing or not.

The panther demon was very pissed off that someone else had tried to mate with his mate. It was unacceptable and it made him very angry… Ichigo denying him only made it worse. He needed to have Ichigo now, needed to be inside him to claim him. The mark he had left on his neck would only satisfy him for so long.

He got up, dragging Ichigo with him, and threw the struggling writhing cat demon over his shoulder. He definitely liked how feisty his mate was and couldn’t wait to get him in bed. Luckily the crazy old man had shown him where Ichigo’s room was earlier and he spent some time in it, lying on the bed and inhaling Ichigo’s smell.

He nudged the door open with his foot and walked over to the bed and dropped Ichigo onto it. Ichigo snarled at him and immediately leapt up to attack. Grimmjow counted on this however and was fully prepared to fight in order to establish his dominance. It was just the kind of fight that Grimmjow wanted with Ichigo getting more riled up and his dick was so hard he could pound nails with it.

Grimmjow underestimated Ichigo’s fighting ability a little bit and ended up getting hit a couple of time before he managed to get the upper hand and pin him aggressively. He could see a split lip and red spots on Ichigo’s body that would probably turn to bruises. Grimmjow puffed his chest out slightly at the signs of his dominance on his mate; they were proof that he had rightfully his won Ichigo.

Ichigo, however, was not as happy with the way things were going. He thought it would be easy to defeat Grimmjow and prove that he wouldn’t work out as a mate but instead he had been beaten. His body was sore now and he was tired from his constant struggles to get away.

Not to mention what energy he did have left was spent on the lust burning within him. His instinct and his very soul were screaming at him to let Grimmjow mate with him and his body was betraying him as well now.

“That’s it kitten,” Grimmjow murmured to him, making Ichigo irritated at the cutesy pet name. “Just relax and let me take care of you.”

Ichigo’s limbs felt like lead and he couldn’t move them as hard as he tried. He had heard from other demons that some dominants had something in their saliva that could make it so their future mate’s struggled less during the coupling. The intention behind it was so the submissive didn’t hurt him or herself when they mated, and unfortunately for Ichigo, it seemed Grimmjow was one of the rare dominants that had that trait.

Ichigo was getting a little worried now and he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to figure a way out of this mess.

Grimmjow stared down at him with a sharp grin and Ichigo swallowed harshly.

No, this wasn’t going to be good at all.


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I know you guys probably hate me for this right now, but this one shot was getting to be so detailed and involved, not to mention long, that I decided to split it up into two parts.

The next will be update tomorrow.