Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach nor any of the character featured in this story; all credits go to Tite Kubo.

This is a BL (man/man) fanfiction so if you don't like it you may want to go somewhere else now.

Chapter 1: Madman

A psychotic laughter echoed through the shady bar, coming from the far corner of it. It was, as usual, the same blue-haired man surrounded by some pretty hot chicks, drinking all the beer he could find from the whole bar and beyond.

He visited this place very often, so did Ulquiorra, who was now sitting on the bar, gulping down the rest of his sake. A deep sigh escaped his lungs and he turned around to take another look at the rampage of the previously mentioned blue-haired guy.

As told, the loud man sitting there surrounded by women had cerulean blue hair (dyed I wonder), which made a nice pair with his cyan orbs. Moreover he also had always this sadistic-maniac grin, which showed his nicely sharp canines, placed on his face and eyes that looked like he was totally insane. Those eyes totally freaked me out somehow every single time I saw them, even if he didn't look at me, it was enough to just see them from far away.

I never understood how those chick around him didn't find it disturbing but I guess they were after something else than looking in his eyes. He had, after all, a muscular and manly body shape and he was tall as well. Really handsome guy, mind you.
I didn't actually know anything about him but I had seen him almost every time when I visited this bar. (I wonder that did he even have a job since all he seemed to do is hang around here…)
He easily caught attention with his looks, not to mention about his loud voice and actions.
Every female around had delivered themselves to mill around him like he was the only man in the whole world. I didn't quite understand that, yes yes he was attractive but still.

Szayel sitting next to me gulped his drink same colored as his hair and yawned, expressing his frustration in the situation.
"Damn that guy, taking all the babes to himself" He complained and ordered another drink.
"Since when were you into ladies?" I asked with a low voice, almost inaudible in the yelling and squealing coming from the dark corner far on the other side of the wide room.
"Fuck you", Szayel finished his drink with one gulp and ordered more. I always liked to pick him to be gay since he had that oh-so-manly pink hair.

I actually wasn't the most social guy in the world (I was usually more like the most unsocial guy in the world, in exception times when I had alcohol, then I was almost sociable) but I found Szayel as an interesting fellow (who was fun to tease) so I actually spoke quite lot when I was around him.

As I looked around I noted, that in the whole damn bar there was only one girl that wasn't getting all crazy over the guy, whose name I now heard to be Grimmjow (as it escaped from some ditsy girl's painted lips over there.)

It kind of caught my interest and I took a closer look to the only girl who skipped that Grimmjow-guys 'charm.' I was surprised to see that the girl wasn't ugly or any kind of weird looking person, she had kind of long orange-reddish hair and a fairly pretty face, not to mention the size of her breasts (not that I looked at them specially) and she got some attentions from the left-alone guys in the bar.
She seemed to be a little clumsy or stupid somehow, I took my time to observe her a bit….(after all that was what I did when I came to a bar… I observed and studied people. It was my drinking-entertainment.)
She was something I could keep my eye on for a while now, it was interesting to see, how there were dozens of guys trying their luck on her but she refused everyone kindly.

'She must have a boyfriend already', I wondered and ordered more sake from the bartender.
My curiosity won and I moved couple chairs closer to her and opened my mouth:
"Why are you the only one not going after him?" I asked and she almost got frightened, since she hadn't seen or heard me getting closer to her.
"Ah… Um, I'm not into guys like him" She replied and blushed slightly. "Is that so?" I continued, wishing to get even some kind of entertainment out of this.
"I honestly can't understand how they can get all over that guy! I mean he's just a loud show-off." She continued a bit more boldly than before and emptied his glass, as well as I did to mine.

"Can I offer you one?" I asked politely, my intention was to get rid of the boredom of watching the bluehairedgrimmjowguy and I sincerely hoped she wouldn't think that I was hitting her and I told her that too. She accepted my offer gladly and seemed to get a bit delighted about it; I saw the blush and the faint smile -combination forming on her face, even though she tried to hide it by looking down.

She was sort of, how should I say it, charming I guess and we had quire pleasant conversation (thanks to the fact that I really had drank quite amount of sake, I was talking like normal people would…or at least close to a normal person.)

I didn't even notice that the earlier squeals and animal-like growls for more drinks had moved closer to our location.
"Hey there", a playful purr reached my ear, coming from a mouth too close to my ear; I could smell the liquor inside it. I snapped around and in front of me (far too close) the familiar blue hair stood with his usual expression of sadistic joy painted all over his face. He was taller than I had imagined by seeing him sitting… 'about 20 centimeters taller than I am', I thought.
The way he acted made me feel like he was hitting on me… Ugh.

I couldn't grasp a proper answer from my throat so I mumbled something and turned around to pass another order to the bartender. It seemed to tick Grimmjow off for some reason.
"Yo! I'm talking to you!" He shouted and I shot him whit the coldest glare I could make in this state of mind, which seemed to be enough for him. He froze into one place for a second and then moved on to say his greetings to the non-interested girl too. She passed his purrs now too.

Fuck, did that annoy him again.

I got my god knows if it was already 20th cup of sake (I got messed up in my counting because of the stuff itself) and I finished it again in an instant.

Grimmjow and his harem had moved away from us again, because of both of us ignored him… It actually wasn't quite clever to ignore him; it only made him try harder after a while. And of course, it pissed the hell out of him.

"Hey… um, what's your name?" She suddenly asked me, catching me kinda off-guard.
"Ulquiorra" I mumbled, I honestly was a tiny bit embarrassed. Nobody ever asked me my name, neither talked to me

"Ah that sounds foreign, much cooler than mine!" She laughed; it forced my mouth twitch up a bit into a tiny smile.

"My name is Orihime", she continued and blushed a little, this was like a perfect shojo-manga scenery and it was creepy to face something like that in real every-day life.

I saw Szayel still drinking in the same place, whining to Nnoitra accompanying him now (he complained about my sudden disappearance, I suppose) and I saw that Tesla had arrived too.

I was just about to ask Orihime if I could introduce her to them as well but my speaking was stopped even before it began when I started to feel overly dizzy, the sake seemed to take it's full effect now.

The next thing I saw was Grimmjow standing in front of me again. My head was totally messed up now and I didn't even quite realize who he was or why he was here. He said something but I didn't catch it and just nodded my head or something.

Blurriness became worse and worse and I only recall myself saying something to someone in someplace I can't remember. I don't remember when I fell asleep.