A cat padded across the sandy floor of the desert in search for the pharaoh. The cat was mostly light blue with black paws, white ears and muzzle. His piercing blue eyes scanned the dusty landscape. On top of his furry head was a golden circlet with a small red stone that sparkled in the blazing sun. Then a purr started to rumble in his chest as he spotted a familiar man on a small, shaded throne. The cat padded over to the man, jumping onto his lap. The man made a surprised sound before smiling at the sleek cat on his lap. A hand laced into the thin fur of the cat and the purr grew louder. "Why the hell did you disappear, my little jewel?" the cat asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry Grimmjow…I had to do some things." the pharaoh sighed.

The cat, Grimmjow sat up and gave the human a look. "You are my mate, my queen, my jewel… you are supposed to just sit and relax while I take care of everything." the cat huffed.

The pharaoh chuckled softly at the pouting cat. "I am truly sorry my dear cat..." the human chuckled.

"You don't get it… do you?" the cat asked, almost snarling. The human blinked. "I am the true ruler of this country… you are my queen… I give you some freedom, but you are wearing my patience, young jewel." Grimmjow growled bitterly. "If you can't follow my orders then I have no use for you and I will have you killed and find a new queen!" the cat added.

Then Grimmjow jumped down from the pharaoh's lap. "You will submit to me or you die… I have been too kind and soft with you… you think of me as a simple pet, not as your higher, not as your lover… so I will break you to be MY pet or I will not have you!" came a furious snarl before the cat lifted his head and strolled off, all the people and creatures on the street bowing to the mighty cat.

The cat lay on the throne. His eyes downcast to the floor. He was a bit sad to have seen his last mate go. The little jewel was adorable and very sweet. But much too naïve and thought too highly of himself, thinking he was above his King, his ruler. It was time to find a new mate, a new pharaoh. He had the right to choose the family who would be royal. He was the King. Had always been the King.

He sighed, sitting up from his throne in the shade of a palm tree. He looked at the building the slaves were making. It was pharaoh head with a cat like face and body. Then he noticed one of the slaves. This slave was breath taking. He had messy and sort of shaggy deliciously brown hair. He could see the young innocent brown eyes, slightly bitter at the heavy and rough work.

The male was shirtless, sweating from the beating sun. Grimmjow could feel his heart fluttering at the beauty and strength of the male. The sleek cat jumped down from his seat. Now for the real test of a true pharaoh. He padded to the human.

All of the slaves stopped their work and bowed to the King. Grimmjow rolled his clear blue eyes as he continued to the now bowing brown haired male. "Stand." the cat commanded.

The slave blinked, surprised when he heard a cool, slightly rough voice echoing through his head. "I said to stand." the cat repeated.

The slave stood. Grimmjow looked over the slave, walking around him and examining the possible pharaoh. "…Excellent," the cat purred. The slave blinked, confused and a bit worried.

It had been over 5 years since the new pharaoh had been chosen. Grimmjow was happy with his new mate, the brown haired slave named Sosuke Aizen. After becoming the pharaoh, Aizen had his hair cut and combed back. He was a pretty nice ruler, listening to Grimmjow well. Everyone loved their ruler. Grimmjow loved his jewel. A slave raised to a pharaoh was an unheard legend but a beautiful one in Grimmjow's mind.

But sadly the humble beginning made the sudden power all the more craved. Grimmjow never saw the untimely end of their love coming. He didn't understand it until he had seen the blade. But he understood too late.

Grimmjow had been in their bed, dozing when Aizen came in. Grimmjow had heard the door open and close but didn't pay any mind since he could smell it was only his dear Sosuke. When he heard the creak, he opened his eyes slightly. He smiled softly at his mate until he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. The blue eyes flew open and the pain grew, leaving the cat gasping for breath. "Shhhh…sleep my love" the silky voice Grimmjow loved so much purred.

"S-sosuke," Grimmjow breathed as he saw the knife buried into his side. "W-why?" he cried as his vison blurred a bit.

That savvy smile was the last thing Grimmjow ever saw. He never heard the answer of why.

The next morning Aizen went outside in tears, not carried like he normally was. He showed everyone his dead love. A funeral was held and everyone cried, deeply mourning for their dead ruler. People thought of Aizen as brave to try and carry one without his love and ruler. No one ever knew that Aizen had been the one to kill their beloved ruler. That was a certain secret the pharaoh carried to his grave. Not that the pharaoh actually lived that long after Grimmjow's murder. The gods had been furious that their child had been killed by one of the worthless humans he had loved. They would make sure his next love, his next mate to be a better man; a human with a real heart to love Grimmjow with and enough fire to set Grimmjow's love ablaze.

I got this crazy idea at school today. Yeah so I wrote it out, Via edited it over real quick and now I am posting it here

Grimmjow: You wrote GrimmIchi in the description

Me: We will be getting to that in the 1 chapter...this is only the prologue

Grimmjow: *sitting on his throne being all mighty and trying not to pout*

Me: Idiot...anyway please do review, it would be very nice and it would make me very happy