Hey im back you guys, im so excited to start this story, I really think this one is going to turn on really good. So I have been getting complaints about how my chapters are really long. Im sorry if there are, I just get carried away when I type =P So I'll try to keep it under 2,000 words =) Okay let's get started then shall we.
Remember
Ulquiorra walked up the steps to the attic with huge trash bag in hand; he was finally getting around to cleaning it out. When he finally got to the top he saw Grimmjow in the corner laughing to himself; curious Ulquiorra walked over to see what that idiot was laughing about. He looked over Grimmjow's shoulder to a see a picture, Ulquiorra stared in amazement.
"You kept that", Ulquiorra asked as he sat down beside Grimmjow. Grimmjow just smiled to himself as Ulquiorra took the picture from him and looked at it. The other could tell that he was going through all those memories from that summer.
"It was fun wasn't it", Ulquiorra whispered as he gave the picture back to Grimmjow who took it gratefully.
"Yah it was, it was the best summer I ever had", he said with a smile. Ulquiorra looked up at this…."Really how", he asked curiously.
"Well one thing, I met you and that was the best of all", Grimmjow said, he laughed when he saw the blush on Ulquiorra's face.
"O…..Other than that you idiot", Ulquiorra said keeping his head down in embarrassment, after 6 years Grimmjow still gets him to blush like this.
Grimmjow thought about it for a moment….."Hmm oh finding out that you were British, that pretty damn cool to me", he said cheerfully. Ulquiorra sighed, "Im not British, I told you im from SC but I moved there when I was 5, don't you ever listen", Ulquiorra said his accent slipping just a little.
Grimmjow just laughed at that, whenever Ulquiorra got mad his accent will slip and it would never fail to amuse Grimmjow.
"Yah, yah I know but it's really cute", Grimmjow said with a genuine smile on his face. His smile went into a frown when he saw the look on Ulquiorra's face.
"What is it", Grimmjow asked worriedly. Ulquiorra just looked at the picture again, not everything that summer was fun, some terrible things has happen. Grimmjow knew that look on Ulquiorra's face. He was thinking about the bad stuff that happened that summer.
"Just don't Ulquiorra", Grimmjow started as he took Ulquiorra's hands in his. Ulquiorra looked up to see Grimmjow staring intently into his eyes.
"I know I shouldn't but I can't help it", Ulquiorra said quietly, "I just can't help but remember, it all started that summer", he added. Grimmjow hugged Ulquiorra tightly to himself; "I know, I can't help but remember either", Grimmjow whispered.
Well here you go, just the prologue of the story, short and sweet I know =)
Yours Truly
Love U Ulquiorra