The Real King Christmas Special | By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ichigo Views: 3508 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Note: I have no idea how they spend Christmas in Japan so if this is way off I apologise now. Google is useful, but I don’t always trust the information that’s on it or know how up to date it is. Because this is semi rushed there may be several errors.
The Real King Christmas Special
Decorating the Den
Ichigo sighed in relief as he finished his final exam before the short holiday break. It was only recently that Christmas became a holiday here in Japan, but it was growing exponentially as each year went by and the popularity of it was spreading quickly. Most families celebrated it now and, in all honesty, it was one of his favourite holidays. There was truly nothing better than celebrating family.
He hadn’t really thought too much about Christmas, and how it was only a week away. Most of his focus was on studying, raising his cubs and taking care of his pack. In fact, Christmas hadn’t even crossed his mind until just now as he walked home, finally noticing the decorations in almost every shop window.
“I need to get Karin and Yuzu something,” he mused before his mind went to rest of his growing family. “Do hollows even celebrate Christmas, or know what it is?” he mused.
Somehow, Ichigo doubted very much that they did. Family cheer and the spirit of friendship and sharing were about as far away from Hollow traits as one could get. Still, now that he could wash his brain free of complicated, unnecessary Latin terms for simple body parts and not need to think about what manic decided to put letters next to numbers to find the solution to something, he could finally focus on what was going on around him in the rest of the world.
He had finished his test early and his pack wasn’t expecting him back for some time so he had about two hours to himself before anyone would start to worry. His bank account was looking good and if he waited too long than all the good presents might be gone, not to mention to rush got worse the closer and closer it got to the big day.
He changed his course and headed towards his favourite mall, one he hadn’t had a chance to hang out in with his friends since he had to rescue Rukia from Soul Society. Things had definitely been hectic for the last year and a half. Thinking of his friends, he would need to get something for them as well, even if he didn’t spend much time with them. He’d been surprised when Tatsuki had informed him Keigo and Mizuiro knew about his double life. He still hadn’t invited them over to see his son and really hadn’t spoken to them much outside of school. He could just see it now, Keigo would be his usual loud self and Grimmjow would detach his head from his shoulders before anyone could blink. Mizuiro, being completely laid back, would probably be alright, but he would never EVER hear the end of it if he invited one without the other. Keigo was excitable enough as it was.
Some people were easy to buy for and while he originally didn’t think too much about his Arrancar pack mates, he still found himself pausing and thinking about how a certain item would work. In fact, Grimmjow was shockingly easy to find something for and he couldn’t help but to smirk for the rest of the evening.
He ended up spending more time than he had anticipated shopping. He had more money than he realized and more people to buy for than in past years. The more he moved about the mall, the more people he added to his list. He had been so busy caring for his pack and had so much support from Kisuke and his father that all the money he’d earned from the various sport teams pay to join them had simply piled up.
Before he knew it he was loaded with bags of, not only Christmas presents, but decorations for the den as well. There was a middle school group doing gift wrapping by donation to raise funds for a school trip so he stopped at their booth. This way no one would have a chance to snoop as the cubs did love to ambush him as he walked through the door. He repacked his bags to make carrying everything easier while they wrapped his gifts and even pulled his cell out to call a cab because there was no way he was walking back home with all of this stuff. Now that he was really getting into it, he couldn’t wait to share Christmas with his pack, more specifically, with the cubs.
He was so fully loaded that he could barely see where he was going as he exited the mall. He knew it was busy which was why he had called the cab while waiting for the presents to be wrapped and he couldn’t help but to let his smile widen in amusement when the girls had given him odd looks over some of the unusual names he’d spelled out for them. His ploy paid off and he ended up only waiting for four minutes before the cab pulled up. The driver helped him load everything into the trunk and tie the tree onto the roof before Ichigo gave him the address to the shop just shy of where the warehouse was. There were living apartments above the shop and it was far easier to let people think he lived there than to give them direction to a supposedly abandoned warehouse.
It took about half an hour to get there with the heavy traffic and his cell phone rang just as the cab was pulling over. The number registered as Orihime’s cell, no doubt they were getting worried about him. The female population of his friends and family had made it their mission to help Szayel and Tesra out with the cubs while Grimmjow and Yylfordt patrolled the area, despite the number of times Ichigo assured them they were safe here, and spent time hunting.
“Hello Inoue, I am almost home,” he said as he answered the phone.
“Oh good, we were getting worried,” she sighed in relief.
“Who is all there?” he asked as he set the cell against his shoulder and pulled out his wallet to pay the cabbie.
“Oh, pretty much everyone. Rukia and Jushiro-san are here again,” Orihime answered cheerfully.
“Oh good,” he smiled, stepping out of the cab and heading to the back to unload the trunk. “Do they plan on staying for dinner?”
“I think so. At least, Yuzu-chan and Tesra-san have been in the kitchen for the last hour and Yuzu-chan had that look in her eye that indicated she was thinking feast.”
The cabbie helped him off load the trunk and Ichigo handed him a decent tip for the extra effort. The driver didn’t need to help him load or offload the trunk, and given the stress of the season he appreciated that this one was taking that little extra effort. The cabbie thanked him and wished him a Merry Christmas, one Ichigo returned, before hopping back in his car and driving off.
“Is Chad there?” he asked.
“Yes,” Orhime answered.
“Good, can you get him to meet me at the corner store, oh, and get him to check with Yuzu if we need anything while I am here.’
“Um alright, I’ll tell him,” he could hear the sudden concern in Orihime’s voice. “Is everything alright, Kurosaki-kun?” she questioned worriedly.
“Everything is fine,” He assured her. “I’ll see you in a few minutes.”
“Alright.”
He flipped his phone closed and waited the five minutes it took Chad to get his jacket and shoes on and meet him.
“Hay Chad, thanks for the help,” he thanked as Chad picked up the large tree and tossed it over his shoulders before picking up several of the bags.
“No problem, Ichigo,” he responded.
The moment he walked through the front doors he felt the brush of reiatsu from each of his pack mates as they investigated the newcomer. It always felt like he was being welcomed home and some brushes lingered longer than others. He could smell the food and his mouth started to water hungrily, reminded him that he hadn’t eaten since noon.
“Your back, Ichi-nee!” Yuzu greeted him happily as she poked her nose out of the kitchen. “Oh, are those Christmas presents?” she asked excitedly.
“Yes. I know I should have though to ask this sooner, but you guys will come over Christmas Eve, right?” He questioned.
“Of course! I already have a full menu prepared and worked out,” she assured him.
“Of course,” he smiled at her.
“What is this Christmas?” Tesra questioned confused.
Ichigo was about to answer, but Yuzu interrupted him before he could.
“I’ll tell you all about it while we finish dinner, Tesra-san,” she beamed at him.
Leaving his sister to finish cooking dinner and explain Christmas to one of his Hollow packmates, Ichigo continued to lead Chad to the main chamber. He was barely through the door before squeals of delight echoed through the large chamber and two bundles of fur were attached to his legs.
“Oi, Cahorro, Hijastro, I need those to walk,” he complained, but in all honesty he didn’t mind. “Where you two behaved for Szayel?” he questioned.
The two cubs meowed loudly and Hijastro’s purring rose in both volume and intensity.
“Alright, I believe you.”
Their Sire greeted, the two cubs tumbled their way back to Jushiro, who was sitting in his customary spot on the couch with a brush in his hand. No doubt he had been grooming the cubs, something only he seemed to be able to do in Cachorro’s case. Karin was sitting beside him, also with a brush, while Orihime and Rukia were chatting away on the other couch.
“Is that a tree?” Szayel questioned confused as he glanced over at them from the chair.
“Yes, it is.” Ichigo answered. “Set it down there please Chad,” Ichigo pointed to a spot.
“Why did you bring in a tree?” Szayel asked confused.
“For Christmas,” Ichigo answered.
“Oh, right.” Szayel smiled sadly. “It has been so long I had almost forgotten about that holiday. Has it become popular than?”
“Very,” Orihime answered.
“I have heard of Christmas. It is also becoming increasingly popular in Soul Society as the new souls that come to us spread the new tradition. It sounds interesting,” Jushiro commented.
“Would you like to join us for Christmas Eve?” Ichigo asked without hesitation, dropping the bags of wrapped presents just inside the door to his private den.
“If I can manage it, I would be delighted to,” Jushiro answered.
“Oi, what about me?” Rukia demanded, crossing her arms in a huff.
“As if I could keep you away,” he mocked good naturedly. Rukia stuck her tongue out at him in retaliation. “You should ask Renji too,” Ichigo added.
He joined Chad by the bags of decorations and rooted through them to find the tree stand. Between the two of them they managed to get the tree set and Karin went to the kitchen to get a pail of water to fill the base with. The cubs watched curiously as the two teenagers got the tree upright, stable and set in a good spot.
“What’s with the giant scratching post?” Grimmjow questioned as he came into the main area with Yylfordt right behind him.
“It’s a Christmas tree,” he answered. “Or it well be when we are done decorating it. Karin, did Yuzu say how long dinner is going to be when you got the water?”
“About fifteen minutes,” Karin shrugged.
“Alright, let’s eat dinner than we can decorate afterwards.”
“Decorate?” Yylfordt questioned confused.
Unlike Szayel, Yylfordt, like almost every hollow, had no real memory of his human life. Feelings were about the best a hollow recalled of the life they had before becoming a hollow. The very, very few, like Szayel, did recall their mortal lives. Grimmjow recalled bits and pieces of information, like how Edo had just been made Capital of Japan, but no real memories remained, or at least none that his Mate had shared with him.
“I’ll tell you all about it over dinner,” Ichigo assured the confused hollows.
It was a good thing that the old warehouse had been so big and Kisuke had done an excellent job renovating it for his use. The large kitchen included a large dinning room with a table that could seat twenty. This was good because they frequently had company, such as his family. Isshin showed up just as they were sitting down, his father exhausted from the long day at the clinic, winter always was the flu season. Exhausted though he may be, Isshin still acted like a little child when he learned Ichigo had brought in decorations and a tree. Fortunately, Grimmjow, being the closer of the two, clocked Isshin over the head before he could get too overly excited and Ichigo thanked his Mate.
Ichigo started making a list with Yuzu over who to invite for Christmas Eve while making Szayel who, being a hollow himself, had the best chance of explaining what Christmas was to the two remaining clueless hollows in a way they would understand. Karin occasionally interjected something since the tradition was still very new when Szayel had been alive.
They idea seemed a little confusing to Grimmjow and Yylfordt, but they couldn’t combat the growing excitement of everyone around them. Ichigo informed them he didn’t expect his Hollow pack mates to go out and buy presents, the mere thought of Grimmjow in a busy shopping mall sent a shiver up his spine, and not the good, about to have major amazing sex kind of shiver either. He could already see the cero holes and smoking carcasses.
It was the humans and cubs that threw themselves into decorating while the Hollows and Jushiro remained on the couches and chair, watching the entire proceedings with wide, almost wild eyes. The cubs seemed to think it was sore sort of game. Oh the strings of lights went up easily enough, but the moment the shinny bulbs started to come out, that was when the games started. Ichigo was damn proud of himself for making sure he had bought shatter proof bulbs because there were no less than six of them being chassed and batted along the floor as the cubs squealed in delight. Bat the bulbs turned into chase and attack the ribbon when the ropes of shinny garland came out.
Ichigo couldn’t help but to laugh as Cachorro and Hijastro chased after the ends of the moving, shinny, multicoloured strands just like any excitable kitten. Isshin had decided to hold back and, instead of helping put up decorations, he was snapping pictures almost faster than the camera could process. Cachorro managed to get a hold of one rope of garland that no one had claimed yet and rolled himself up in it while vigorously stripping and clawing at the bright colours with teeth and claws. He got himself so rolled up that there was almost more shinny strands visible than cub. That was until Hijastro pounced on him, causing Cachorro to yelp in surprise and bolt out from his cocoon. Ternero sniffed at the abandoned pile of tinsel before laying down on it and shifting it about to make a kind of nest. He seemed rather pleased with himself.
Cachorro and Hijastro started to tumble a bit and their game ran them right back into Ternero, who let out a bellow of displeasure as the three cubs got tangled up in limbs and the strand of garland. After some flailing about the three ran off in different directions. Ternero and Hijastro had tinsel stuck in their horns and a rope of it had wrapped around Cachorro’s neck and was dangling under his paws, causing him to trip every time he accidentally stepped on the dangling string. There was absolutely no doubt that the cubs were having a hoot.
Ichigo did have one dilemma. Only one of the cub could put the topper on the top of the tree. He had looked at several stars, figuring angels would be unfitting, when he had found a light up, white crescent moon. It had reminded him of the one that hung forever in the sky in Hueco Mundo and he felt it would be more fitting for his hollow pack mates.
“Cachorro, your the eldest so you can put the topper up this year. Hijastro can do it next year,” Ichigo called his son over.
Cahorro ran up to him and Ichigo handed him to moon shaped topper before lifting him up so he could reach the top of the tree.
“Now set it down,” He instructed.
For a moment it looked like Cachorro wasn’t going to do so, like he was seriously thinking about chewing on it, but the cub eventually sat it down on the top of the tree before looking at his Sire expectantly.
“Good boy,” Ichigo praised, bringing his son in for a hug.
Cachorro squirmed and Ichigo eventually set him down so he could run to play ‘keep away’ with the small bit of garland Hijastro was running around with while Ternero chased after her. Rukia had gathered the 6 bulbs the cubs had originally been chasing after and, with a bit of help from Yuzu, set them into the tree.
“My Grandchildren’s first Christmas pictures,” Isshin sniffed as he finished running the camera out of storage space, which was just a horribly testament as to how many picture he had taken.
They finished putting up the rest of the decorations, stringing more lights along the walls and across the ceiling. The cubs eventually ran themselves out of energy and curled up to sleep on the soft mat set under the tree. Isshin was forced to delete some of the pictures so he could get a picture of the three cubs curled up together under the tree. By the time the last bow went up it was getting very late and everyone said their good byes with promises to be there for Christmas Eve.
Cacchoro and Hijastro were so exhausted that they barely had the energy to feed before Grimmjow gathered up their son and retreated to their nest to put him to sleep. Ichigo took that opportunity to place the presents under the tree now that the cubs were no longer monopolizing the space. Or at least, most of the presents. Several select ones had gone home with Isshin.
“This Christmas things seems important to you,” Grimmjow commented as they curled together later that evening.
“It is,” Ichigo agreed. “Like I said earlier, you guys don’t have to participate if it makes you uncomfortable, but it is a family tradition and I want Cachorro and Hijastro to experience the wonder and joy of it like I did growing up,” he explained.
They lay in silence for some time, simply basking in each others presence.
“You bought me something?” Grimmjow was the first to break the silence, just as Ichigo was about to join their cub in dreamland. It had been a long and demanding day for the teen too.
“Um hum,” he agreed sleepily.
He could practically feel his Mate vibrating against him in barely suppressed curiosity.
“Why?”
“It’s the tradition. Besides, I think you will like it.”
“And you don’t expect anything in return?” Grimmjow questioned suspiciously.
“No, I do not expect you to go out and buy me something. I have other idea’s on a mutual exchange for Christmas Eve,” Ichigo assured him, and just to make sure Grimmjow got the hint, he snaked a hand along his Mate’s side before letting it follow the hip bone down and between Grimmjow’s legs, stroking his fingers through the blue curls nestled there and feeling his mate twitch under his hands. “But remember, only those who are good and behave get presents,” Ichigo whispered seductively in his ear.
Grimmjow growled and Ichigo gave the twitching shaft his fingers were brushing against a soft stroke. The growl turned into a barely suppressed whimper of pleasure. Ichigo was too exhausted to initiate much more than touches, but he did tease and pump Grimmjow into a soft release, has hand catching most of the semen that came spurting out.
“Now go to sleep, it’s only six more sleeps until Christmas Eve,” he purred into Grimmjow’s ear.
“I think I could get to like this Christmas thing.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Ichigo promised.
This turned out to be 3 chapters long, so I will post a chapter a week. I have been working on this instead of my other stuff, so I don’t know when the next chapter of TRK will be out. Oh, this takes place in the first year they are together so a lot of stuff in TRK hasn’t happened here.
Next Chapter: Christmas Eve with sex under the tree. Need I say more?
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