I realize that this is extremely simplistic and short and I promise to go back and fix/make this longer and when I get more ideas. Actually, this was based on my friends FF, but she never published it. Too bad hai?
This fic actually is an OC based 1 and I've had this idea for so long now and I just wanted to do it already, so if you don't wanna read it, then I suggested not reading. If you do however want to continue, then read on!
Hajimeru
"WELL FUCK YOU TOO, YA LITTLE WHORE!" Grimmjow yelled at Menoly late one night.
She collapsed on the floor just outside of his room, coughing out blood and parts of her liver. As the lowly Numero struggled to her feet, he began making his way back to his room.
'Tche! Why cant any of the babes here please me?' He thought, shoving his hands deep in his pockets.
"It aint that hard! All they gotta do is lie beneath…"
Grimmjow's sentence was cut short when he saw a figure approaching Menoly. Long black hair like the night, porcelain skin, and emerald green eyes.
"…Me."
Who was she?
As she drew closer, he saw a glimpse at her face and his eyes lit with desire.
"U-Ulquiorra?"
Owari
Please no flames. Reviews would be nice~