New Obsession. New Story. I must say this in advance, the characters in this story is most likely be OOC so uh beware.

Grimmjow sat quietly on his throne while he lazily stared at the foreign performers dancing gracefully before him. He absentmindedly played with his sword putting small amount of reiastu making the sword emit blue electricity. Those who are nearby cautiously watch as the electricity sometimes escape the safety of the sword. His friend sat next to him playing with his long blue hair with interest. "Such lovely hair…" she said, twirling it between her fingers, "Have you ever considered cutting it?"

The regal male abruptly swung his sword towards her. The sharpest edge pointed to her face. Her golden eyes glinted with curiosity. "I will cut mine, if you cut yours." The king murmured.

His friend pouted. She placed a dainty finger on his dangerous blade and carefully lowered it. "I asked you a simple question. No need to be bitchy about it." Grimmjow glared at the woman and almost sighed when she used some of his hair as a fake mustache. "Is something the matter?" She asked innocently. Grimmjow continued to swing his sword around and stared dully at tonight's entertainment.

"These people are terrible. Shall I ask for their heads?" Grimmjow growled, ignoring Yoruichi.

Yoruichi watched her friend expectanly as he yawned loudly. The great king of one of the seven continents is bored. "You're doing it again."

"What?"

"Thinking. When you think, nothing comes good from it. What are you planning?"

"Ways to shut your mouth." Yoruichi purrs and gently caressed his smooth face. Such a handsome man, broad shoulders, long legs, a lean body and a face to die for. If they weren't so close, she would've pounced on him ages ago. "Just leave it alone, Jeagerjaques, focus on being a king. But if you're that bored…" She dropped his hair and hollered, "...bring it in guys!" A few men rolled in a very large device that Grimmjow never seen before. He sat up straighter and stared in confusion. "What the hell is that?" He mumbled.

One of the servants handed Yoruichi a small device. She pointed the device at the bigger device and it suddenly began showing crystal clear pictures. "It's called a television. It what the humans use today to whet their boredom." 'A television huh?' Grimmjow thought.

"You know, times have changed since the last time you set foot outside of this place." Grimmjow took the small device from her hands. "Don't give a shit about the villagers." Grimmjow mumbled as he began pressing buttons on what Yoruichi called "A remote".

"Somehow, I think it's more than boredom you're suffering here."Grimmjow half listened to his annoying friend. What the hell was this woman talking about? "Maybe you're frustrated."

Grimmjow furrowed his brows in confusion. "You know, frustrated." She said lustfully, emphasizing the word 'frustrated'.

Grimmjow ceased swinging his sword in his other hand. "I am king, I can fuck whomever I want." He said a bit too loud. Some of the women around them blushed. The cat woman smiled. "But you never actually want them, do you?"

"Spit it out, you damned cat."

"I think it's time for a king to find a queen. Don't ya think?" She said wriggling her eyebrows suggestively.

Grimmjow picked an imaginary lint from his clothing. "I'm flattered, really, but I don't think you and I will do so well."

Yoruichi stiffened in shock. She viciously leaned over her throne. "NOT ME YOU ARROGANT FUCK!" Everyone in the room went silent. Only the sounds emitting from the TV resonated around the throne room. Grimmjow remained silent watching an action packed TV show. He didn't understand what this woman was blabbering about. He will never find a woman who is worthy enough to share his kingdom. The bored king sighed deeply and slouched on this throne. He picked up his heavy sword once again and swung it around dangerously with only a flick of his wrist, His courts men backing up in fear. Yoruichi spotted an annoyed look on her friends face and smiled mischievously. Having a queen will do him good. Besides, he needs to get laid more often. It'll probably lighten his usual black mood.

After the betrayal of Neliel, he nearly shunned women out of his life, only using them to indulge in his darkest pleasures. She turned to one of her maidservants, "Orihime." She called deviously. Orihime was sitting near her majesty, Lady Yoruichi, quietly enjoying the entertaining TV show. When she heard her name being called, she jumped in surprise and quietly stood from the ground and approached the throne.

Grimmjow stopped swinging his sword and watched idly as the woman approached. Seeing her made something inside him stir. He'd seen her before. He grunted. After all this time she was still wonderful to look at. Her curves filled out her kimono pleasantly and her long orange hair was made beautifully as it framed her small heart shaped face. When she finally looked upon her queen, her stormy eyes briefly connected with his azure ones and Grimmjow nearly purrs. He restrained himself though, remembering how women behaved naturally. Sneaky little bastards, even the one who is currently sitting next to him. Who knew what plans she has stored up her sleeve.

"We are thirsty, bring us something to drink." Yoruichi commanded lightly. Orihime bowed slightly and disappeared. Yoruichi watched as Grimmjow eyed her hips as they swayed when she walked away. His face seemed stoic but his crystal blue eyes showed raging desire. 'Ha ha, I've got you now.' She thought evilly. "If you stare long enough, you might get to see through her clothes." She mused aloud.

Grimmjow narrowed his eyes at the sly cat. "Yoruichi."

"I'll give her to you." This surprised the king and he nearly drops his sword. "Don't fuck with me." He said under his breath. Low enough for only Yoruichi to hear. The cunning feline chuckled. "Just think about it. You get to see her every day, she's often obedient…" Grimmjow raised a blue eyebrow. Obedient? He nearly laughed aloud. They've met before. She's anything but. "And she tastes delicious." Yoruichi says darkly.

"I'll pass." Grimmjow said bluntly. Yoruichi pouted. "Why not?"

"I told you, I can fuck whomever I please. Giving me some shady servant isn't gonna change my thoughts about not wanting a wife. I don't need one. Ever." He explained. "Suit yourself." She stood and clapped her hands. "Alright everyone. Shows over. You may retire for the night." She announced loudly. Everyone bowed deeply and exited the throne room. "What's wrong?" He asked. Yoruichi never gives up so easily.

She turned to the frowning king and smiled. "Shall we enjoy supper?" She asked, ignoring him. "Tch, fine." Grimmjow shoved his sword into the ground damaging the marble floor and followed his friend out the throne room and into a smaller room at the other side of the palace. The room was decorated with ancient artistic crafts and rich colored linen adorned the walls. It contained a small dinner table and ornate pillows for them to sit upon. Their dinner already placed on the table, hot and ready. Yoruichi happily indulged herself in the food as Grimmjow ate quietly. They heard a small rap on the door and Grimmjow muttered a "come in". The door slid open and there was that woman that Yoruichi offered. Orihime was it?

"Your sake is ready, your majesty." Her voice rang into the king's ears and the familiar feeling returned. "Great! Thanks!" Yoruichi exclaimed. Orihime came in and sat between both felines and carefully poured the sake into their cups. As Orihime leaned over Grimmjow, he slowly inhaled her scent. He hate to admit it, but she smells delicious. Memories of her flood back into his mind. The young servant backed away so that the two may enjoy their dinner.

"You." Grimmjow's eyes averted to the young woman. The girl looked up and pointed at herself. "What is your name?" He asked.

"Whatever you want it to be." She answered quietly. Yoruichi smiled. This should be entertaining. Grimmjow took a sip of his drink. Her answer is blunt. Almost like the queen she serve. "Don't play with me girl, you obviously have one already." He murmured.

"Then why you ask…my lord." Orihime answered. She nearly slipped when she replied informally to the king. Grimmjow carefully placed his cup on the wooden table. "You clearly do not cherish your tongue. Do not make me repeat myself." He growled. Yoruichi took another sip of her sake, savoring the bitter liquid. Orihime stared intently into his eyes and answered, "Inoue. Inoue Orihime…my lord." They stared at each other for long periods of time until Yoruichi clears her throat. "Clearly you want her."

"I said I don—"

"Like I said before, I'll give her to you."

Orihime nearly gasped in shock. Oh gods, this is what her queen was planning all along. To give her away to this…this… "I'll take her." Orihime nearly dropped the bottle of sake when he purely took her offer.

"My queen—"

"You can have her, but on one condition." Yoruichi said smiling brightly, interrupting her servant. Grimmjow gripped his golden chopsticks. This woman. "You must make her your queen." She added.

"Yoruichi." Grimmjow growled dangerously.

"You don't think I'll give my best servant to you so easily?" She was feeling the effects of the beverage. A bit chatty, daring. She pulled Orihime from her spot and placed her in front of Grimmjow. She carefully cupped her glorious mounds and gently squeezed. Orihiime blushed and placed her hands on her queen's wrists wanting to push her lecherous hands away but, of course, they didn't budge. "Aw come on Grimmy, you know you want to." She slightly slurred. She shivered when Yoruichi slowly licked from the base of her neck to her sensitive ear. Grimmjow listened carefully as the girl whimpered quietly. Her blushing face was doing sinful things to his body and yet here he was sitting here and watching the two women with slight boredom. "Imagine her, calling out your name…" Yoruichi said. Orihime bit her lips watching the king watch her doing so. "Say it." Yoruichi commanded. Orihime grew a darker shade of red. "Gri-Grimmjow." She mewled. Now that, that got him hard.

He reached out and lightly traced her full lips with his thumb. "Say it again." He demanded huskily. Orihime gulped. "M-my lord, Grimmjow." The king growled.

"Well?" Yoruichi asked.

There was a short silence before he hesitantly answered, "...you got yourself a deal."

A/N: I need you to tell me what you think because right now I'm getting very anxious. I might be losing it. Please Review to keep my sanity intact. This chapter is not beta'd yet. m(_ _)m Forgive me.