DISCLAIMER: THESE CHARACTERS ARE FROM THE ANIME BLEACH. I DO NOT OWN BLEACH I WISH I DID BUT ALAS I DON'T

WARNING: THIS IS A BOY/BOY FANFIC THIS ALSO DOESN'T CIRCLE SOLEY AROUND GRIMM/ICHI, THERE ARE TWO OTHER COUPLES TOSHIRO/GIN AND STARK/CHAD. IF YOU ARE COOL WITH THIS BY ALL MEANS BE MY GUEST READ ON MY FRIEND AND OH YEAH BEFORE I FORGET ENJOY MY IMAGINATION-HYDEKLL

The Three Kings

He was in his royal tent on the outskirts of the Kingdom he was about to invade, sitting alone and planning his invasion. He felt some remorse for his long ago dear friend but sympathy had no place in a war. Sympathy would get you nothing but killed and only weak Kings show such weak emotions. This is what he was taught since birth. And yet he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt and sympathy for his best- no his enemy.

"Your majesty." He was shaken from his reverie by his lover, he looked over and the man stood before him as a picture of perfection. He was dressed in his armor holding his helmet under his left arm with right hand on his Katana that was attached to his hip. "The men are waiting for your orders sir." The King gave his long time lover a small smile before standing up and walking over to the man. He grabbed his guard around the waist and nuzzled his head in the man's neck, his lover held him close. The King loved that he could be vulnerable around this man especially since he had to carry the facade of strength and resilience in front of everyone else.

"Tell me, am I doing the right thing." The King asked.

"A King must do what he must to protect his Kingdom and it's people."

"So you support this." The King didn't look up he just held his lover tighter.

"It is not my place as a guard to judge the actions of my King." The King shifted so that he could see the face of his lover. His expression which was soft grew hard as he clenched his jaw. The young King knew his lover was skating around the issue because he would never tell him that he was making a grave mistake, the guard was right it wasn't his place to tell him anything.

"But I will say this, no matter what you decide I will stand by your side."

"Yes I know my dutiful guard."

"No as the man that loves you and know I will die for you without hesitation."

An explosion in the background made the young King turn his head in that direction the war was finally upon his door step. He placed a hand on his weapon that was still sheathed holding it in his hands. They were trembling but not from fear, but from pure anger. His best friends from so long ago had invaded his lands and now he was going to have to kill them, he wondered would he be able to do it. He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked over into the somber eyes of his long time lover. This man had stood by him through it all and he never asked for anything in return except the unconditional love of his King, his lover. Which he only happily gave. He latched his katana to his hip.

He walked down the long corridor of his palace his servants stepping out of his way and then bowing "Your majesty." his subjects said as he made his way out the palace and onto the battlefield that had once been his beautiful Kingdom.

He held his lover in his arms as the man of his life began coughing up blood, sweat beads began to form on his forehead. "Please don't move, help is coming." He whispered down to the man, he was trying desperately to talk and yet no words came out just more blood.

"Your majesty we need to get you out of here." One of his other guards were pulling at him trying to get him on his feet. Did they not know he was not leaving the man who just risked everything for him, his very life. No he wasn't going to leave him.

"Ggh go" His lover managed to choke out.

"Don't talk." Tears began to trickle down the young Kings face, his strength and will to fight falling with his tears. The man in his arms began to jerk as his struggle for air got harder.

"I-I" The guard began.

"Doh ddont talk" The King was now sobbing he didn't care who saw, he didn't care.

"I-I la la" He was choking more his body began to spasm in the Kings arms.

"it's okay I know." The King rested his forehead on the mans. The guard jerked one last time before his body stopped moving all together. The King raised his head and stared down at the sweat and blood stained face of his long time lover which was frozen in pain. The guards eyes cold and lifeless stared back up at the King.

The King let out a long guttural scream, he couldn't tell you how long he sat there on the battlefield surrounded by the bodies of the fallen and the rest of his guards. He eventually stood up and gave orders to have his lover's body taken back to his Kingdom. To the dismay of his other guards he dismissed them and disarmed himself. Walking up to the Kingdom that he help invade which was now all but destroyed he held his arms up in surrender.

As he walked towards the entrance in slight fear of his former best friends and the fact that they may kill him on sight he immediately began thinking back to the beginning, how this all began and how it all went wrong.