City Lights -Aizen Sosuke Chp. 1-

I sighed watching the cars zoom past. Expensive Porsche's, rusty pick-up trucks, and minivans passed by. I looked at my watch and sighed. I had been stood up, again. That was the second time this week. I picked up my purse and paid the bill as I left. I had walked to the restaurant and I would walk back home. Only I rather wished that I was walking or driving home with my date.

The sun was just beginning to set and if I was lucky I'd make it home before the sun fully set. I had no such luck though. There was a drive-by and cops had the scene taped off. It was right in the middle of the alley that leads to my home. I would have to go all the way around through the dangerous part of the neighborhood.

This was turning out to be a terrible day. I got stood up, someone got shot, some idiot nearly hit me with his car, and I had nearly lost my job because some idiot in filing messed up my papers. Things could always be worse though, I suppose.

I hurried through the street heels made a soft click as they hit the concrete. I really shouldn't be here. I looked around before starting to a slow run down the street. I didn't want to get caught here alone. My silver hair started to come out of the clip as I walked and flew out behind me.

"...and you'll keep quiet or Aizen'll come after you," someone in an alley said. I turned and stared at whoever said it. The man had messy blue hair and fierce blue eyes. He looked up at me and his eyes narrowed. I took off my heels and took off down the street like if I didn't get away I would die. I probably would too.

"Get back here!" the man snarled. A loud bang and a bullet hit the light next to me. I nearly screamed as I ran through alleys and past streets. I was scared as more gunshots went off that were aimed at me. I finally got to my apartment, that's where I lost him, or so I thought. I didn't see him for a week so naturally I assumed that he wasn't going to bother me.

I was wrong. He showed up at my office. He didn't have a real shirt so he looked like he could be a male stripper. He freaked everyone out as he approached my cubicle. He probably scared everyone I knew off.

"Me and you need to have a talk," he said slamming his hands on my desk.

"About what?" I was surprised at my bravery.

"What you heard."

"I only heard your threat."

"That's all it takes for a harassment charge. You are coming with me, to talk with my boss."

"Right now?" I asked outraged. It was the middle of the day. I had work to do.

"Why? Not convenient enough for you?" he snapped.

"I'm working!"

"Who's in charge here!" he yelled. No one answered. "I said who's in charge!" He pulled out a gun and held it to my head.

"I am!" my boss yelled from his office. The man looked in his direction and snorted.

"I'm going to borrow her real fast. When I come back, if I come back, everything will go about as it did before I came, okay? Do we have an understanding here?"

"Y-y-yes, of course." He grabbed my arm and started walking out of the building dragging me behind him.

"Get in the car," he shoved me toward a limo. "Now!" I hesitated before finally stepping into the car as he opened the door.

"So you're Grimmjow's new friend," someone snickered. I looked in the direction of the voice. A silver haired man stared back. I recognized this face. Accused of murder, kidnap, insanity, and gang violence, was Gin Ichimaru.

"I wouldn't say we were friends," I replied as the limo started and pulled out of the parking lot.

"What'd you hear?" he asked his tone changing from light to dark.

"I heard that guy, Grimmjow, threaten the other guy that some person named... named, I don't know would come after him. That's all!"

"Ms. Ginjiro, I would like to believe that you're telling the truth. People have made me weary of who to trust and who not to trust. I believe that you're a very trustworthy person. If the cops should come for Grimmjow I'll blame you."

"What if they come for putting a gun to my head and threatening my boss?" I asked.

"What has he done this time?" he asked his voice going back to being playful and light.

"He came in and threatened me and my co-workers! He practically threatened my boss!"

"That's Grimmjow's problem, not mine," he said. "Have a nice day!" I was yanked out of the car and thrown into the street in front of my office.

"Are you alright Ayami?" a feminine voice asked from above me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks Linda," I said taking her hand as she helped me up.

"Who was that guy? He was pretty hot."

"Some guy in a gang," I replied.

"So he's dangerous. Even hotter. Maybe even sexy, "she said as we walked into the building.

"Yeah, sexy," I said sarcastically. "A murderer and possibly a drug dealer, he's really the guy I want to take home to my parents."

"You make dangerous sound bad," Linda replied flipping her bleach blonde hair over her shoulders.

"It is bad. He could kill you. Besides he works for one of those big shots, what's his name. I had it earlier. Gin Ichimaru!"

"Oh that creep."

"He wasn't as scary as TV makes him look and sound. Cya later!" I said walking down the hall toward my boss's office.

I collapsed onto my bed and stared at the ceiling. When I got to my boss, he had nothing to do but yell at me. He yelled about how much of a 'danger' I was to the employees. In the end he had fired me and given me my last paycheck. I now had to start looking for a job. I started to think of all the places where I could work.

That's when I remembered the favor that my apartment manager owed me. If she couldn't get me a job no one could. I would ask her tomorrow.

"Good morning Ayami," the old woman behind the desk said as I approached. "Usually you're gone before I have a chance to say that. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I was fired yesterday Mags. I need your help," I replied.

"Hmmm. I might know someone. Let me make a call real fast.