A/N: So I know this has already been marked as completed but so many people had questions about Shiro and Gin or wanting an epilogue to wrap everything up. So you guys asked and of course who was I to say no? I hope you like this final chapter, officially done lol! I loved making this, it was lots of fun =D

Thank you to everyone who's reviewed for this story, everyone who read it and came along for the fun ride. You all made it worth the most interesting journey.

Warnings: Yaoi, smut, swearing, blah blah blah =P

After my divorce with Rukia if you had asked me where I thought my love life was going, I probably would have responded with a pitiful groan. Probably telling you that I was just coasting, going with the flow. Little did anybody know that I was doing anything but going with this so called flow. Now if you were to ask me today, three years later, what exactly I was doing with my love life. Well I'd probably ask you if you lived in a box, because everybody knew exactly what I was doing. Or rather to be more specific, who I was doing. It had been three years since me and Grimmjow had confirmed our relationship on my little porch swing in my backyard. Never did I think we would have made it this far. Not in a million years did I think I would ever love someone the way I did for the damn construction worker. He had stolen my heart, sealed it away and had no intention of giving it back to me. It was a scary thought at first, falling in love with a man. I had many sleepless nights, anxiety attacks, a few mental break downs along with a lot of counseling from friends. Over the years he's become more to me than just a boyfriend. He's become my best friend, the person I run to when I'm at my wits end and don't know who to turn to. His families become like my second family, my relationship with Shirosaki having been rebuilt from the ground up. Now it seemed like the two of us were absolutely inseparable, we did everything together. Though he still harassed me greatly, everything was in fun and games.

Yes, if you were to have told me three years ago that my life would be the way it is right now, I would have probably laughed at you and told you were insane. Though sitting here thinking I really wouldn't want it any other way. The love of my life was in fact a man, a very manly one at that. He's possessive, sadistic, sarcastic and can be surprisingly childish when he wants to be. He loves to make me scream for him and takes great pleasure in reminding me just who I belong to when things get heated. The bluenet drives me insane, makes me want to punch his face in and most of all, he's what consumes ninety percent of my mind even to this freaken day. As masochistic as it sounds, I wouldn't want it any other way.

Though there is one teeny tiny problem that we have, something that might just be the reason for a good percentage of my recent frustration. Or I guess you could say few years of frustration. Grimmjow has yet to say those three simple words to me. Yes, three years into our relationship and he has yet to tell me he loves me. Now I know what you're thinking, how the hell are you still with him? Well the answers quite simple, he promised me a long time ago that he would wait for me and give me as much time as I needed. He gave me exactly what I needed, now what kind of lover would I be if I didn't reciprocate that? I needed to give him this, I knew he had an issue with the whole thing, it would just take patients.

At least this is what I thought two years ago, telling him I would wait for as long as it took for him to be able to say this. Now two years later and I still haven't heard him say thing. Not during sex, cuddling, those special moments where you look into each other's eyes and everything just feels perfect and right. No, nothing, not one fucking peep. Instead I get a kiss, a hum of approval, even a slap to the ass in the middle of sex and a husky; say it again, tell me you love me berry. Now see that right there, that last little action was the straw that broke the camel's back.

"No." I growled out, my teeth clenching as utter frustration and anger filled me as Grimmjow continued to drive into me. His smooth rhythm was suddenly becoming broken at my muffled words.

"W-What?"

"I said no." I hissed out, making him stop his actions completely which only had me push myself up with shaky arms.

"Ichi-"

"Get off." Glancing back and into confused aquatic orbs, I growled out before pushing against him.

"I said get the fuck off of me."

Without another word I pushed at him, making him get the message and quickly pullout of me. The swift action had me grunting at the sudden loss, but I didn't care. I was moving off the bed and making my way to the shower without another glance in his direction.

"Ichigo what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"What's wrong Grimmjow, are you seriously fucking asking me that?" Water ran from the bathtub, muffling the sounds of our voices just a bit. Something I was slightly grateful for, because the last thing I wanted was for Renji to hear us.

"I don't know what I did!"

"You fucking want me to say I love you but don't feel the need to say it back? Well screw you, if you ever want to hear those words from me again you better grow a fucking pair and say them to me first!"

That was the last time I had spoken, or rather yelled at Grimmjow in over a week. I made no move to answer his calls or text messages, having bunked at Shiro's for the past week so I didn't have to see him. We may not officially live together but we might as well have with how things were. He practically lived at my house, his clothes and work stuff having found a new home around my place. He had a key to my place and I had one to his, though ninety percent of our time was spent at my house. It was bigger and we got more use out of the space then we did at his condo with Renji. The red head was another reason why we stayed at my place. He didn't need to be subjected to our relationship every single day, we enjoyed our privacy after all, as did he.

Letting out a long sigh, I pulled up to the southern styled home I turned off my car as I let my mind relax before going inside. It was family dinner night at the Jeagerjaque's home and I was supposed to be there. I didn't want them to know that Grimmjow and I were fighting, though at the moment the idea of seeing him sent my blood boiling. I had no idea how I was going to pull this off. He was already here with Shiro and Renji, his Jeep sitting parked in the driveway. It took all my will not to key the nicely painted doors, because that would be something I would regret right?

Yeah fucking right, at this point I'd gladly carve prick into his hood.

Shaking my head I hopped out of my car, giving the door a soft shut before giving myself a double take in the window of my car. If I could do anything it was make Grimmjow suffer well looking extra sexy, something I did quite well. We hadn't spoken in over a week, meaning he was horny and frustrated. Yes, it had only a week and the poor construction worker was probably ready to pop one at the sound of my voice. He had the sex drive of a sixteen year old, almost thirty and he could barely keep it down. Not that I was complaining, and it only helped in my plan to visually torture him.

Looking at my reflection I couldn't help but grin mischievously at myself. I looked damn sexy after all. I wore a sky blue cashmere sweater, sleeves pushed up while the deep V showed off a nice portion of my tan chest. The sweater was form fitting and showed off my form perfectly, just like the tight white jeans showed off my ass. Add on a black belt, black and white high tops and I was looking damn fine. My hair had grown out, quite a bit as well and I had kept it longer because I knew Grimmjow liked it. It sat at my shoulders in a shaggy mess of perfection, my bangs now dipping well past my eyes though they never seemed to block my honey brown eyes with the way they laid.

Making my way to the front door I gave two sharp knocks on the vibrant red door, waiting for someone to let me in. I was met with bright golden orbs that sat in an annoyed glare, though that quickly dissipated the moment they realized it was me.

"Ichi! Fuck I thought ya weren't gonna show up!" Pulling me in roughly by my arm, I let out a sharp cry as I stumbled in.

"Jesus took ya long enough, were all just about ready to murder him!" Shirosaki growled out, making me cock a brow in question.

"Who?"

"Who the hell do ya think moron, Grimmjow!" He hissed out making me roll my eyes in annoyance. I hadn't exactly explained to Shiro why me and Grimmjow were fighting, only that we were and I needed to be away from him.

"Yeah well I here now so you can relax."

"Oi ya need to get this shit figured out, he hasn't said a freaken word since he got here Ichi and it's beginning to get on all our nerves."

"And what do you expect me to do?"

"Why don't ya jus' make up with him already."

"It's not that simple so just drop it." With that I walked away, ignoring the annoyed albino that followed behind me.

Making my way into the living room I took in the awkward silence that fell around the usually vivacious family. Atticus sat with his fiancé close to his side, her small dainty fingers playing with her long ochre hair nervously. Demetrius was nowhere in sight, though his wife stood off to the side arranging a bright bouquet of fresh wild flowers. Renji lounged on the plush crème couch his arm coming to lay around Shiro's shoulders as he took his seat next to him.

The two had been dating for over a year now, nobody knew how or when it really happened. Though we all asked them curiously, they told us it honestly just happened. When I talked to Shiro about it though his words were a bit different, explaining how even though it did in fact transpire randomly, it felt so right. Not like it did with Gin, with Renji it all just felt indescribable, safe and most of all he was always happy. This made me happy, knowing that the two had found each other. They both deserved happiness.

Furrowing my brows in confusion I glanced around the rest of the room, not spotting the bright unruly hair that stuck out like a sore thumb. Grimmjow was nowhere to be found. Giving a small shrug I made my way over to the tiny woman who stood along the white piano, eyeing the tiny bluebells in her hand. Wrapping my arms around her waist I gave a small kiss to her cheek, making her jump in surprise.

"Hey Avy."

"Oh my, Ichigo dear I didn't realize you had shown up!" She announced with a bright cheer to her voice, making me chuckle softly as she hugged me close.

"Sorry I'm late I had to take care of some things."

"Oh never mind that, I'm just glad you made it."

After greeting everybody else including Demetrius, I was just about to take my seat when something blue caught my attention. Turning to the side I took in Grimmjow's wide blue eyes, the colour reminding me of the tiny bluebells that sat in his mother's vase. No matter how long we're together, I know for a fact that those damn eyes will always be able to stop my heart. I could feel everyone's eyes on us, watching us curiously to see what we would do. From what Shiro had said the bluenet had been rather anti-social, something that was more than a bit odd for the obnoxious man. Knowing he wasn't happy made my stomach clench and twist, I really hated hurting him but I refused to let this go on the way it was. I needed to hear those words to know that he truly felt the way I did. I wanted to know that this was real for him. Because at the end of the day, the thought of him ever leaving me left myself in greater distress then anyone should ever have to experience.

Turning away from him I couldn't seem to handle the way his eyes burned me. As if they were searching me for an answer, eyeing me through and through.

"Ichigo." I didn't want to respond to him, but I felt myself turning to meet his gaze once again.

"Hey." I replied dumbly and I could hear the low snort that Shiro gave off, making me turn to glare at the innocent looking albino.

"Can we talk for a minute?" It wasn't really a question, more of a demand that had my back bristling at his serious tone.

"Why here? Can't you wait we're at your parents."

"No please don't let us stop you."

"Dear god just talk, there's only so many glasses of scotch I can have in one sitting before it's labeled as binge drinking." Rolling my eyes at his parents antics and the soft snickers of my friends. I watched Grimmjow come over, not waiting for my response before he snatched my wrist and pulled me out of the room and upstairs.

"Grimmjow what the hell I don't need you to drag me!"

"Shut up." My eyes went incredibly wide at the harsh tone I received, making me gape slightly before I was pulled into what used to be his old bedroom.

Slamming the door he pushed me onto his old mattress, making me bounce softly until he was on top of me. Pushing me down into the bed and causing me to grunt before his lips were on mine. I couldn't help but gasp at the rough action, allowing him to slip his tongue inside my mouth without any permission. Bringing my hands up to his chest I pushed against him, only resulting in him snatching them away with a deep growl. I could feel a deep blush painting my cheeks while a small whine trickled from my lips. I would never admit it but I loved it when he was rough, not asking but just taking. Forcing me to do whatever he wanted, I absolutely loved to be thoroughly dominated by him.

Sucking on my bottom lip, he let it go with a noisy pop. The sound had me squirming as I panted to catch my breath. He didn't stop though, only to lick along my jawline, mapping his way down until he got to my neck which he gave a harsh bite to. The rough action had me letting out a loud cry in shock, hips bucking into his making him purr in satisfaction.

"G-Grimm stop!" I panted out, making him chuckle at my breathy tone.

"No." Biting down harder into my neck I felt tears prickle at the corner of my eyes at the harsh pain that sprang from my neck. I could feel something warm tickling down my skin which was soon licked up by his tongue, lapping at the wound tenderly and earning a soft moan for his actions.

"We c-can't do this here, your fa-families just-"

"Say it." The low growl that rumbled in his chest had my words catching in my throat.

"W-Wha?" I asked dumbly, my mind in a hazy fog of jumbled thoughts as he pulled away from me. His darkened gaze made me swim with heat.

"Tell me you love me Ichigo."

"No Grimmjow I told you I wouldn't until you said it yourself!" I snapped back making him lick his lips before I felt a warm hand snaking its way under my shirt and to my belt.

The low clinking of my belt had my eyes widening before I felt my pants being undone. This had me squirming and kicking, threatening the bluenet above me with everything I had. That was until long fingers wrapped around my hardening length, making bite my lip to hold back the sudden moan that threatened to spill free.

"Tell me you love me Ichi, tell me you'll never leave me." Shaking my head from side to side, I tried my best to hold my hips still as he pumped my length.

"N-No, not until-"

"Please Ichi." His tone was soft, no more than a gentle whisper against my ear and I could imagine the pained look he held in those watery coloured orbs.

"Fuck fine! I love you okay? I-I love you so damn much that it hurts, it hurts because you won't say it back!" Only with him would I ever feel this way, would tears ever blur my vision from pure absolute frustration. He would be the only man I would ever wait for, even if it drove me insane.

"Why the fuck won't you say it?" I practically screamed, tears falling down my cheeks while my teeth clenched in frustration.

Glaring up at him I watched him eye me with soft eyes, almost too soft for my liking. He looked vulnerable, a look that really didn't suit him what so ever. It was a look I had never seen him wear before, and it was making my heart pound against my ribs so hard it hurt. Bending down he brushed his lips over my own, mumbling something that had my mind stuttering in mid thought, my heart nearly driving up my throat.

"W-What?" I stuttered out, my voice barely audible as I spoke.

"Marry me." Words couldn't seem to find their way into my throat. My mind seemed to be shutting down on me in shock.

"I love you Ichigo Kurosaki and I know that there's no other person I'd rather spend the rest of my life with. This is what ya wanted right? Then marry me and I'll show ya just how much I love you."

"Marry you?" I finally questioned after what seemed like an eternity, making Grimmjow snort, cocking a thin blue brow as he gazed down at me.

"Did ya even hear the rest of that little speech or is the marriage question still processing through that orange head of yours."

"Yes."

"Well that's good to know that your brain hasn't completely melted on me."

"No you fucking retard, yes!" Furrowing his brows in confusion Grimmjow stared at me blinking.

"Yes what?" Gaping in complete an utter shock I brought my hand up to his forehead to smack him.

"Yes ya damn moron I will marry you!" It was Grimmjow's turn to gape at me in absolute shock, his eyes going wide and unmoving at he started at me.

"R-Really?"

"Oh just shut up and kiss me." Wrapping my arms around him I let our lips smash together, my heart hammering in my chest in sheer excitement and shock. I couldn't seem to keep the smile that spread across my face at bay, happiness flooding my entire body from head to toe.

"Oh my god congratulations!"

"Berry's gettin' married for the second time!"

"I'm so happy to have a third son, you two I'm so happy I could cry!"

The amount of shock at the screaming voices that suddenly slammed us from behind had us jumping apart in shock. There stood our family and friends outside Grimmjow's door practically beaming with excitement and happiness. The fact had heat flooding my entire body, a deep growl working its way inside Grimmjow's chest.

"Get the fuck out!" We both screamed making the family jump back in shock, well laughter flooded around us before Grimmjow sent his tiny alarm clock hurling at them, only to hit the door with a loud thud as it was quickly flung shut.

"Jesus Christ I can't believe them." The bluenet mumbled out and I couldn't help but laugh at everything.

"I'm glad you find this amusing, ya still wanna say yes knowing you're joining them?" Letting a large smile split my face, I leaned up to give him a tender kiss.

"Only if you tell me again." Running his thumb over my bottom lip, he leaned down to whisper against my lips.

"I love you Ichigo."

"I love you too Grimm."

A/N: So tell me you guys, would any of you actually like to see what goes on at their wedding? I would love to make a one shot that's all about that day *Grins* It'll probably called Weddings Are For Sissys =P Let me know what cha think~!