"I'll be back again soon." Starrk whispers into the ear of Szayel and grips his waist once more before planting a soft kiss on his lips.
"Stop that... You're drunk. Go home. I'm calling you a cab." Szayel's blushing face compliments his massive rambling of words. He adores the drunken version of Coyote Starrk. He looks forward to the warm kisses from the tall brown haired man.
"No need. I'll just walk." Starrk looks at the cute bar owner of Pink Moon.
"Are you sure? You do seem a bit woozy." Szayel doesn't want him to leave just yet. He clenches his dress shirt and buries his face in Starrk's chest. Szayel could only bare letting him go if he held him just a little longer.
"Yeah I'm sure, my neighbor might worry if I don't hurry." Starrk runs his fingers through Szayel's pink strands of hair. He lifts Szayel's chin, eyes him deeply before kissing him once more this time using his tongue.
"Mmmmh." Szayel lets out a soft moan before finally loosing his grip on Starrk's shirt. His legs were weak and he was a few minutes away from breaking his rules of sleeping with the customers.
"Night." Starrk wobbles down the dark street walking in the direction of his home. A few minutes in his walk, he looks down at his white crinkled shirt due to Szayel and chuckles. He crosses the empty street while digging his left hand in his jacket pocket. Starrk pulls out a cigarette, sticks it in the side of his mouth and lights it with his favorite lighter. He stops in his tracks and looks around the block. Starrk thinks he hears something but he really cant see anything through his drunken eyes. Thus he continues his walk, one hand in his suit pants pocket and the other on his nicotine habit.
"Almost home." He huffs.
"Not just yet." A deep yet familiar voice grabs his neck from behind and pushes him into a near by alley. The back of Starrk's head slams into the wall. He leans back and slides down to the grimy, garbage filled floor. He opens his eyes to see three pairs of high priced mens shoes.
"Damn, I knew you guys would catch up to me." He exhales and looks up at his attackers.
"We'll do more then catch you." A cold hard fists fly's into Starrk's jaw bursting the skin on his lip. The largest member of them all lifts him off his feet and into the air by his suit jacket.
"Thats enough Yammy." Kaname steps out of the shadows and pats him on the shoulder. Starrk turns his head sideways and spits out a mouth full of blood. "Where's the money Starrk?" Kaname looks at his beaten in face.
"I dont have it right now but soon, very soon I will pay it all back." He looks at the two of them with a dazed expression.
"I say we kill 'em right now. He's past due and Aizen-sama isn't going to want another excuse." Grimmjow steps in and mentions. "Dont you think so Yammy?"
"Yeah. We should put him in the trunk and drive out to the desert. Yammy tightens his grip.
"Calm down you brutes. He still has a little more time left and if he doesn't come up with the money, then we'll kill him. Okay?" Kaname motions for Yammy to put him down.
"Yeah whatever." Grimmjow kicks Starrk in the leg before squatting in front of his face. "You know our boss Aizen isn't known for patience, you better get that money fucker." He takes one of Starrk's cigarettes lights it and walks over to the car with Yammy and Kaname. He takes a puff then gets in as they drive away.
"Argh." Ulquiorra's going to kill me." Starrk stands up brushes himself off and limps on home. He arrives at his apartment door and sticks his key in. Just before he could turn the knob his next door neighbor faithfully opens his to check on him.
"Another gambling night? Or did you go to the bar this time? You know we..." Ulquiorra stops in mid sentence and eyes his best friends face. "What happened Starrk?" He steps out his doorway and examines his face.
"Oww. That hurts." Starrk pulls at Ulquiorra's hand.
"I asked what happened." Ulquiorra uses his parental tone.
"I fell down the steps at Pink Moon, no big deal." He waves off the concerned friend.
"It doesn't look like a fall bruised you." Ulquiorra grabs Starrk's arm and pulls him into his house. He sits him on the couch and heads to the medicine cabinet. He comes back with medicine and cotton balls.
"I'm fine you know." Ulquiorra pats Starrk's lip very lightly.
"Well you don't look it and who told you to come in at this hour and..." Starrk covers Ulquiorra's mouth.
"You're not a house wife so stop going on like one. I'm going to bed, we have work in the morning." Starrk stretches out on the couch and doses off.
"Yeah I guess you're right." Ulquiorra stands up throws away the bloody cotton balls and throws a blanket over Starrk. "Night Slacker." He turns off the lights and head to his own bedroom.
Next day...
The office elevator door slams open with Lilynette's small fingers gripping the sides of it forcing it open faster. As soon as she rears her ugly head all the other office workers scatter to their cubicles. She stomps her way through the maze of desks and to Starrks and Ulquiorra's shared cubicle.
"Starrk!" Lilynette screams over his head.
"Oh boy." Ulquiorra reaches in his desk and pulls out his ear plugs. He stuffs them in his ear really fast before she has a chance to say another word.
"Coyote Starrk, You lazy insignificant subordinate... wake up!" She roars through all the office cubicles, and yet Stark still sleeps away silently. She swirls him around in his office chair to see his head leaned back and his fingers folded on his stomach. All the peeping workers watch as the blood rises in Lilynette's face as she turns red. She walks out of his cubicle and snatches someone's newspaper, she rolls it up tightly then moves over to Starrk. She whacks him multiple times with it over the head. "Starrk!" She continues assaulting him. Finally he looks over at her seemingly unfazed by her wild attempt to wake him.
"Hey boss, you need something?" He moves one hand onto his forehead blocking the bright office lights.
"Yeah! Get up right now! Where's the data for the Yamamoto plan!" She roars at him once more. Starrk swirls his chair around and reaches for a wad of papers stuffed in a magazine holder. He stretches his arm and hands it to her.
"Here."
"Argh." She snatches the papers from him and skims through the proposal, surprisingly everything she asked for had been completed even a few extra accounts and some side notes. "I... ummm..." She's at a loss for words yet still pissed off at him.
"Can I go back to sleep now?" Starrk leans his head back and begins snoring once more as she storms off to her office. Ulquiorra removes his ear plugs and looks at Starrk.
"Heh, never fails. No wonder she can't fire him."
The two of them stand outside of the Gingerback Computer Industries. It was time to head home and relax. Well at least thats what Ulquiorra's had in mind. Starrk starts to deviate from the walk home.
"Hey, where you heading off too?" Ulquiorra pesters.
"The usual." He sends a smirk his way.
"Pink Moon and then to Los Noches right?" Ulquiorra sighs
"Thats why we are best friends. You know me so well." Starrk puts his hand out.
"Yeah I know you alright." He reaches into his pocket and hands Starrk some money.
"Thanks!" Starrk smiles like a child with ice cream.
"Oh and Ulquiorra, I'll be gone for some days, family business to take care of."
Ulquiorra's face actually shows a expression. "Something wrong with the family?"
"No worries. I'm just going to check on them." Starrk forces a smile this time.
He wants to tell his best friend the truth but decides against it. Getting Ulquiorra involved would only make things worst. Ulquiorra had done so much for him in the past years. He owed it to him to let him continue living a peaceful healthy life and in the midst of the crowds of all the people, Starrk debt collectors watched him.
Grimmjow stretched his arm along the hood of the car. He leans his head back and tilts his sunglasses on his face. There he was, Coyote Starrk. Grimmjow thought about walking over and snapping his neck but Aizen would have his head for all the commotion in such a crowded area. He watches Starrk closely as he walkes over to a pale looking man.
"Wait a minute." Grimmjow spoke to himself. He looks past Starrk and gazes at Ulquiorra. His skin is milky but his face still cute, his hair is black but still sensual and his eyes are emerald orbs. "Hmm.." He is just Grimmjow's type. Too bad he is there on official business or he'd ask Ulquiorra out for a drink and then after seducing him he'd devour every inch of his body. No one could resist Grimmjow's charm. Neither male or female would turn him down when asked for sex. Grimmjow lowers his Versace shades and watches as they walk across the street.
"Hey... we done yet?" Yammy rolls down the drivers seat window.
"Shut the hell up." Grimmjow snarls. Yammy's disturbing his fantasizing. He analyzes Ulquiorra's body once more and licks his lips.
"Yeah, we're done now. Lets go tell the boss." He opens the back seat door and gets in before Yammy drives off.