Name: Why?
Author: Me the person who has is posted.
Warnings: OOC, AU/AR, Lemon later, maybe a little abuse or rape later.
A/N: I know probably no one is going to read this author note, but this is my first lemon.
A/N #2: I'm not sure which way to spell Ulquiorra's name, Cifer or Schiffer, it's the same but I kinda like Schiffer better so that's what I'm gonna go with. If it changes to Cifer later on it means I got bored of Schiffer
'Why, why?' I thought to myself watching him be so happy with someone who was not myself. 'Why does he like that stupid bitch anyways, it's not like she put up with all of his shit for the past 3 years.'
If you're wondering my name is Ulquiorra Schiffer and I recently started following my 'boyfriend' Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. I fell in love with him when I first met him, we kind of hit it off from there and now we've been dating for 3 years. Why was he hanging out with that bitch? It was one thing when I saw him pick her up from the café, but when he started holding her and kissing her, that was too much.
"Hello Szayel?" I spoke into my phone.
"Ulquiorra, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
"I need your help with something."
"Oh really well how am I supposed to help you? Grimmjow won't let you go outside in fear that you'll meet 'someone else'."
"That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about, it seems when Grimmjow left he wasn't always doing what I thought he was."
"Oh really, what's he been doing then?"
"He's with some girl, they must be close because they keep kissing and holding each other."
"And where do I come in? Do you want revenge? Something to piss him off? Something to realize how much you mean to him?"
"Yes, can you help me Szayel?"
"I already know what to do, where are you? After you tell me the location I can tell you the rest of my plan. However if it doesn't work then you will probably try it for real. Grimmjow still likes to hurt you right?"
"I'm at the park, and yes he still does."
"Well I'll be there in about 3 minutes, ok Ulquiorra?"
"Yes."
~5 minutes later~
"Szayel you're here already?" I asked my best friend incredulously.
"Of course Ulquiorra. Now let me tell you what to do, you will fake commit suicide." Szayel said with a grin plastered on his face.
"What?! Szayel you must be crazy, if I commit suicide I'll be dead, and that's not what I want."
"No fake it, Grimmjow always leaves you inside right? He has the house phones bugged too because he's just that paranoid of you meeting someone else. Therefore I watch Grimmjow and wait for when he goes to your apartment. When he gets out of his car I will text you to start cutting."
"Good idea Szayel, I probably need to start heading back, I need to buy a razor after all, just text me when he starts to come home, OK?"
"Will do Ulquiorra."
~Back at Home~
I had gone to the art store to buy an exacto knife. 'It might work' I thought to myself' but then again it probably will I can get it to go deep enough into my arm so it should probably work.
I was sitting in the bathroom with the door locked to prevent Grimmjow from getting in easily. 'What if he just blows this off and turns to that girl?' I thought to myself. 'No, no way am I letting that red headed slut become Grimmjow's favorite.'
Bzzt Bzzt. My phone went off, must be Szayel. He's in the parking lot, you can start now. 'Well I hope this works!'
I slid the cold metal of the knife down my arm forming a little trail of blood. I dug the knife in deeper and pulled it towards my elbow. Blood immediately started gushing out of the deep wound and I cried out a little in agony. I started with the other arm, grasping the blade in my hand, my vision started to get hazy. 'Must be the blood loss'. I did the same thing to my other arm when I heard banging on the door.
"Ulquiorra! Are you in there Ulquiorra!" Grimmjow yelled as he was banging on the door.
Ah this actually felt pretty good. I dug the blade into my right arm and left it there watching the blood seep out. If Grimmjow let me die then at least I would feel ok doing so. And then Grimmjow could just go back to his little girlfriend.
"Ulquiorra! This isn't funny! Come out now! Ulquiorra!" Grimmjow tried banging on the door some more.
This feels so nice, is this what it feels like to die? The world got hazy and I slowly drifted off, seeing nothing but black.
~Grimmjow POV~
"Ulquiorra! ULQUIORRA!" I beat against the door. I pounded harder the door was at it's limit. This day was weird, first I saw this guy that looked like Szayel that was at the park and next Ulquiorra locked himself in the bathroom. Oh shit it just dawned on me… Not my Ulqui!
"ULQUIORRA OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" I banged against it hoping he would open it. 'Damn it how could I let it get to this, I thought Ulquiorra loved me? Sure I abused him a lot but he had never shown any depression before. Maybe because he already looked so depressed'. Maybe I shouldn't have gone to see those girls that I had met at the coffee shop, I wouldn't let Ulquiorra find someone else, so how come I kept two timing him?
Crash The door finally came down. Aw shit Ulqui where are you?
"Holy Fuck," I stopped in front of the shower, Ulqui had left the door open, I kind of wish he hadn't though, he was lying in a pool of his own blood with a razor like thing stuck in his right arm.
"N-N-No Ulqui," I stuttered as I walked towards him. This was all a joke; a cruel sick joke Ulquiorra was playing on him.
"Ha-ha very funny Ulqui, you can get up now," I went down to his level and squatted in the blood, he didn't wake up he didn't even stir, I watched the blood flow from the cuts in his arms. It wasn't a joke. I picked up Ulquiorra and held him close to me.
"Don't you die on me Ulquiorra. Don't you dare die." I held him close and walked out of the bathroom. I laid him on the couch and called an ambulance. What was taking them so long? I heard the sirens and brought Ulquiorra outside where they put him inside the ambulance. I climbed in the back with him. I watched as they attached different machines to him and asked me his personal information.
I could tell this would probably be the longest wait ever.
Me: So how was it? The lemon will come later on so stick around!
Ulqui: Why am I so depressing?
Me: Because you make me depressed, by how little emotion you show.
Grimm: How come I two-timed Ulqui?
Me: Because it gave this story a plot.
Ulqui: Why am I listening to Szayel?
Me: Because you need friends besides Grimmjow. Before this gets out of hand, goodbye! Next chapter up soon! In addition, as always R&R!