Okay the fist official chapter of the continuation of 'If No One Cared'

It is in Grimmjow's POV

I hope I didn't butcher him to much.

Enjoy ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of its characters

I Care

CHAPTER ONE

THIS WAS BULL CRAP! Getting sent to prison for 25 to life! It was self defense. Not my self defense but another's. That still counted right? I kicked the bucket of water I was using to scrub the floor. Already f fucking years have passed and I haven't heard a single word form that little shit. He was probably whoring himself out to some old guy right now. Not only did the thought make me unbelievably nauseous it made me even madder. I tsked and glared around me at the plane empty room I knew as home for the past 4 and a half excruciating years.

"Hmm Grimmjow you seem a little frustrated." Edrad Liones a fellow inmate said as he came up behind me. He was still a good 20 feet away but I didn't like the look in his eyes much.

"Whats it to you?" I growled picking up the discarded bucket, careful to keep an eye on him. I used my mop and wiped up the spilled water, making it look like I had at least cleaned something. I placed both the bucket and the mop in its proper corner stuck my hands in my jumper and walked casually away from the man who's eyes never left me the whole time.

"Ya got a problem Drad?" I demanded over my shoulder. He raised an eyebrow at me and smirked rubbing his chin.

"I see your frustrated in a sexual sense." He gave me what I guess he thought was a seductive smirk.

"I can help with that." He continued.

"Trust me I would never fuck an ugly ass like you" I stormed out. It was the truth I would never fuck an ugly dud like him. Damn how I missed my Ulqui. THAT'S RIGHT! MY ULQUIORRA! If I discovered that some geezer trusted his wrinkly old ass cock up MY Ulqui's ass they would really have a legit reason to send me here for life. I would get out of here even if I had to slaughter everyone in this joint, nothing was going to keep me apart form the best lay I ever had-not to mention the only one- but admitting that would ruin my rep. So hush hush. A shadow fell across me and I glance behind me alarmed at the proximity of the other offender.

"Who said anything bout you fucking my ass. I'll make you feel great" that gave me chills. I had a hard enough time not to vomit at his appearance with clothes on, how the hell am I suppose to look at his naked ass. That wasnt even the worst of it.

WHO THE HELL DID HE THINK HE WAS TO TOP ME!

I spun and kicked him in the jewels. I had no doubt I could kick this guys ass, after all I only ever lost one fight. That was to Ulquiorra and I had a legit reason for that. I was turned on as hell. The bigger man crumbled and I knocked him to the ground. I stepped over and put a foot on his chest preventing him from getting up.

"Let me make it clear, dare to come this close again and ill kill'ya" I snarled. The man chuckled and ran his hand up my leg.

"I'd like to see you try." He laughed, I put all weight on the foot and he stopped laughing. I felt the ribs crack under my foot. He started to scream which become a wheeze in time. I walked away knowing he would die in time. One of the ribs had punctured a lung and there was no coming back form that.

He should have never tested me.

The guards rushed out of their posts at the noise and tackled and restrained me. They continued to drag me off to an isolation cell as punishment. The justice system seems to think that being isolated is a great punishment. Sitting there alone with nothing but your thoughts is a dangerous thing for people not use to solitude. For others it was nothing new it was just like they're old lives, abandoned by parents and not having a soul to care about them, people like me. They threw me in the cell slammed the door and walked away. They're steps echoing down the long quiet hall.

That was six months ago.

Dinner was slipped under the door like always at 6 o'clock. I didn't touch it. It didn't look the least bit appetizing. I stared at the door knowing it would never be opened anytime soon. I had always been alone when I was a kid, my mom never had time for me and I didn't know who my dad was, she was like that; my mother, sleeping with anyone who asked her too. She wasn't specific with gender race or age. As ling as she had a good time she was happy. Having me was the only thing that ruined her life style so she dumped me and lived on, paying only for the apartment forcing me to fend for myself at a young age. I hated her. With all of my being. When I turned 16 I got a job and left the dump she got me. After that I never looked back, I never wanted to see her again, and I never did.

My life was pretty much like that till about 2 years later and I transferred to a small no name school since I got kicked out of the other for fighting. The minute I stepped foot in that classroom and saw a boy not giving two shits about me sleeping I was intrigued. He didn't want to notice me, but I want going to give him much of a choice. I gladly took a set behind him and kicked the bottom of his chair with enough power to get him off the ground. I didn't know it at the time but the minute that yelp escaped his mouth; I knew I wanted to hear more of it no matter what it cost. The actual attraction didn't really come till that night I fought with him. Damn seeing him there with his small frame and emotionless stare scared the crap out of me. Not for my skin but for his. I didn't want to imagine his little body broken. I unconsciously got a bonner just looking at him. How embarrassing.

I had made a vow when I was younger to never be like my mother so even though I had ample opportunities I never slept with someone for the hell of it, I never made love with no love. So when I finally got that little angel into the sac with me and he treated me like my mother did so many others I almost died. After the initial pain came the rage. He was just like the type I hated. When I saw him rung towards the school I hid and pulled him aside planning to beat his face in the second I saw it but my body had a different idea. I got hard again, just from looking. -_-

Then that was that, we had a hell of a time and it became clear to me that Ulquiorra was a desperate for love as I was. We were perfect for each other, on more ways then one. I don't think any ass or pussy would ever feel as good as his. The lights went out signally that it was 8 and time for bed. I looked down ad realized my problem. Just thinking about the shortie got me like this. I had it bad, I do admit. I reached a hand into my trousers and exposed my hard cock. May hand slid over the shaft spreading the pre-come coming from the tip like lubricant. A plus for isolation cells could deal with these things with out worrying about unwanted eyes. My head hit the wall behind me as I groaned and quickened my pace. I exploded into my hand (unfortunately) Ulquiorra's name escaping form my lips. I huffed and puffed in expiration, and disappointment. I don't know how much more of not seeing him I could take. I wiped off my hands with toilet paper and lay down on the bed. My eyes shut and all I saw was images of my first and only love.

There you go

A little back ground history on the big blur brute.

Also what he was feeling during the encounters with our favorite emo child

As always lemme know what you think