Alright, guys. I know most of you want me to finish Demons and Podsolnechnik, and some of you are probably cursing me out right now, but this idea just popped into my head and wouldn't leave until I started writing. Sorry, guys! Anyways, I don't own anything, this is rated M for adult situations, and there will be a lot of OOC.

The kingdom of Hueco Mundo was a very confusing place. There were many laws, and the punishments for breaking them were severe. There was enough food for everyone to eat as much as they needed, but the king took control of most of it. Because of this, many of the people were poor and didn't get enough to eat. The village was covered in sand, and many homes got so hot that villagers had to leave and find shade to sit in until after dark, when the desert got too cold to be out in. Then, the people that were lucky enough to be able to afford wood built fires, and the unlucky ones hung outside of the warm houses, dirty faces peeking in windows and pleading desperately for a chance to be let inside.

The kingdom should not have been poor, but it was. Many people had no job, and the ones that did were paid little to none. It didn't have to be like this, but it was what it was.

Why, you may ask? Because King Jeagerjaquez was a cruel man. One look into his ocean blue eyes would have even the bravest peasant trembling in his boots. No one stood up to him. How could they? After all, he was the king, and he could take away all of their riches at the blink of an eye. He was one of those people that would just as soon stab you as look at you.

The one thing that the evil king secretly wanted, though, was a queen. After all, what great king didn't have a queen to share their riches with? To bear them children? To want and love unconditionally? The king had held royal balls, parties, and he had even invited maidens from other kingdoms, but no mater how hard he looked he couldn't find anyone that interested him. He was a picky man, after all. He couldn't just settle for some boring old maiden! She had to be intelligent, kind, beautiful...

That was the thing. The king had found plenty of nice girls, plenty of pretty girls, and plenty of smart girls, but he couldn't find someone that had all three of theses traits. It shouldn't have been as hard as it was. The king was pretty hot, at least by his own standards. Light blue hair fell down to his shoulders, with the exception of three stubborn bangs that sprung to the front of his face. His skin was tanned all over, and his jaw was angular. His face was thin, and his eyes were a sparkling blue. He was around six and a half feet tall. To him, he was the hottest thing he had ever seen. He figured that his attitude was his biggest turn- off, so he thought he could just find a maiden that was strong enough to ignore his rash comments. He had no idea how to do that, though, until his general Shirosaki visited him in his throne room one day.

King Jeagerjaquez was sitting on his throne, staring at the sunlight streaming down from his window. He was contemplating how exactly to find a bride (no surprise) when his best general, Shirosaki, walked in. Well, stomped in was more like it. The king rolled his eyes. That man was always angry about something.

"What's wrong this time, Shirosaki?" The man looked up scowling. The king looked him over while bracing himself for the ranting that was sure to occur. His general was a weird one, which is probably what interested him in the first place. He was an albino, and his skin was paler than anything the king had ever seen. His hair matched it, and the king often jokingly referred to him as Snowflake. It pissed the albino off, at least. The last odd things about Shirosaki were his eyes. They were black where they should have been white, and his irises were gold. All in all, Shirosaki looked a little bit like a demon. He sure acted like one, too. He was often getting into trouble for pulling pranks around the castle. He was always messing with the king, too. He was the only one who would call him out on anything, and the king respected him greatly for that.

The king was jolted back into focusing when Shirosaki's deep, watery voice rang out through his head. "Well, Grimmjow," The king winced at the use of his first name. "My brother is what's wrong. Man, I love the guy, but he can be so annoying. Always 'No, Shiro, we can't use that money', and 'You have to go to work or we won't be able to eat this week.'" Grimmjow frowned, furrowing his brow.

"Wait, Snowflake... you have a brother?"

Shirosaki glared at him. "You've known me for four years, Grimmjow, and you've never known that I had a brother? God, you are hopeless." Grimmjow sneered at him.

"Oh, shaddup. Tell me about him, would ya? Is he as irritating as you?" Shirosaki rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out.

"No, he's not irritating. Although, his little money rants can be pretty annoying. He's my twin brother, although I'm older by a few minutes. He looks like me, but in color. Tan skin, orange hair, brown eyes. You know. Not very spectacular."

Grimmjow sat for a minute, thinking it over. "You said orange hair? How is that not special?"

Shirosaki rolled his eyes. "Grimmjow, your hair is freaking blue. Don't act all blown away by orange hair. Besides, I didn't say he's not special. I love the little bugger to death. He's really popular with the ladies. And the men, too." He muttered angrily. Grimmjow's brows rose, and he leaned forward on his fist. He was interested now.

"I think I'd like to meet this brother. We should go now, while it's still light outside."

Shirosaki looked at him as if he was crazy. "Are you sure, Grimmjow? I mean, he's just my brother. He's not royalty or anything." Grimmjow leveled him with a glare.

"I said I was sure. Take me to your brother."