Drabble 1- Do you love me?

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING!!!!

Boy x boy, yaoi, don't like don't read. Nnoitra X Ulquiorra for Klair-san! I know it's not a popular pairing, but here it is anywho! This is just gonna be a series of drabbles about it.

Ulquiorra sighed, and dumper his black school bag on the sofa of his boyfriend's house. You might wonder why a high school student was living with a twenty year old instead of his parents, but in truth, Nnoitra was all Ulquiorra had left. His father, Aizen, had left when he was only fourteen. He tried to stay in the house, but he couldn't pay the rent. Luckily, Nnoitra Jiruga had picked him up, and taken him back to his place with the promise of a better life.

So here he was. And it WAS a better life, it really was. Ulquiorra loved Nnoitra, more than anything. Only... Well, Ulquiorra just didn't know whether Nnoitra even loved him back. Sighing, Ulquiorra collapsed into a nearby chair.

"Hey baby..."

Ulquiorra glanced up quickly. Nnoitra was leaning over him, leering.

"Uhhh...Nnoitra?"

Nnoitra bent down and trailed his tongue along Ulquiorra's cheek, over the green tear track on the right side of his face.

"Ahhh!" Ulquiorra moaned, shifting in his seat.

"Oi you!" Nnoitra wrapped his arms around the dark-haired man, stopping him from getting any further. "And where do you think YOU are going?"

Seeing that Ulquiorra was half off the chair, Nnoitra took the opportunity to slide on to it and pull the smaller man on to his lap. Ulquiorra squealed, making Jiruga chuckle. He did love it when his little Quiqui made those adorable noises for him.

"Nnoitra, lemme go!"

"Why would I wanna do that babe?"

Nnoitra wrapped his arms tightly ran around Ulquiorra, pulling him very close, so that he could bury his face in his boyfriend's pale neck, to nibble gently at the skin. The teenager stopped struggling. Nnoitra had never been this gentle with him before.

"Uhhh, Nnoitra?"

"Mmmm?"

Carefully, Nnoitra kissed down his uke's neck, and then, after nosing through the open collar of his shirt, along his shoulders. All the while, his arms held Ulquiorra tightly, in a way he'd never done before.

"Is something wrong baby?" he whispered, "Have I done something to make you mad lately?"

Ulquiorra shook his head slightly, and shut his eyes. If Nnoitra knew about his fears then maybe he wouldn't let him stay. And Ulquiorra needed to be near him, even if he didn't really love him back. He would do anything for it.

Nnoitra chuckled again, interrupting the green-eyed man's thoughts.

"Babe, it doesn't take a genius to see something IS wrong, so spill it or I can't help you."

Ulquiorra shook his head again. Nnoitra groaned.

"Look, Ulquiorra, I know you're independent and you can take care of yourself, but I'm here to make sure you're okay, happy, and to support you and care for you. But I can't do that if you're gonna push me away like this. It hurts when you do that to me babe."

Schiffer was stunned. He never knew that by trying to protect himself he could be causing so much pain to this other man.

"I just.."

Nnoitra waited patiently, breathing softly on to his neck.

"I just thought you didn't love me, that you were just, I don't know, attracted to me by lust."

Never mind chuckling, Nnoitra was laughing his head off at that one. Wiping his eyes on Ulquiorra's back he replied:

"Babe, I love you more than everyone in this damn universe put together. So you can just forget that idea right now!"

And with that, he spun Ulquiorra around to straddle him, and kissed him passionately, pressing their lips together and slipping his tongue into his mouth. Ulquiorra clutched at Nnoitra's shoulders, while Nnoitra pulled Ulquiorra closer. They stayed like that for what felt like years, until they finally broke apart.

"I love you too Nnoitra."