Chapter One

I really hated kids. I know people say, you're still a kid yourself. But none of that's fucking true. I'm almost eighteen damnit. What part of that is close to being a kid? But seriously, little kids are the fuckin worst. They cry and whine, shit their pants and pee all over bathroom floors. They wipe their runny noses all over my clothes and scream when they don't get what they want. Toddlers especially, and babies... oh god don't get me started on babies. It's reassuring knowing my parents aren't planning on having another baby any time soon. Hitsugaya is enough, thank you. I can imagine what I was like as a kid. I must have been a little shit, to be honest. Not exactly the composed type. I'm Grimmjow JeagerJaques, and I'm as wild as they come. What am I doing talking about babies you ask? I'm not havin no fuckin kid if that's what you think... Hell no! It's because currently I'm in one of the most filthy, child associated place on this entire planet; daycare.

It all started when I went to Aizen's mansion with my parents. They were meeting about some business transaction that my dad was interested in taking up with Aizen or whatever... I really didn't listen in on the specifics I was too busy checking out his awesome pad. Aizen is supposedly my uncle I think... he's some crazy rich dude and I don't even know how he got rich. It wasn't in the family I know, because my parents are no millionaires. So his mansion is really like a paradise. He has his own beach, movie theater and a bunch of other cool shit... But the man's a fruit. I'm not saying he's gay... he's just really creepy and possessive, controlling I guess you can say. I don't like being around him unless I have to, doesn't mean I wouldn't mind crashing at his place and throwing a wicked party. Anyways onto the part where I was forced to work at a daycare... I was messin around as usual and knocked over some billion dollar vase or somethin, and now I have to work for my uncle to pay off my debt, including at the daycare. I don't even know why he runs a daycare! I mean, what the fuck is that? The man is fucking rollin in cash and he runs a daycare? Weird right? But I'm not even going to explain how weird this man is... Believe me, I wouldn't even get the half of it.

So yeah, daycare. It's worse than anything I've ever experienced. Much different from when I was a kid, doin whatever the hell I wanted. Now I have to be the adult who cleans up after that crazy boy with paint in his blue hair. I've been here a week and already I want to pull out a glock and shut myself in a nice secure room to finish the job. These kids are fucken ruthless!

"Hey, put Nel down!" I'm running after this one kid, Yammy who is possibly the biggest 5 year old I have ever seen. I swear he works out... He's really strong, and likes to throw things. He just makes everything harder for me. Nel was crying as usual when I grabbed her from Yammy's big hands before he could chuck her out a window. I set her down and turned around to scold him only to find out he had disappeared. Damn, how can the kid run so fast!

I stood up and looked around amidst the semi chaos. The daycare was always like this with the variety of kids we got. It was crazy how social children could be these days. In the corner was the arts and crafts table where all the little girls and boys were busy making things with glitter and sparkles (Orihime, Uryu, Tatsuke, and Chizuru.) I walked over to make sure things were going smoothly. The girls, including Uryu, never usually had any major problems. Just the usual... "Grimmjaaaw! Chizuru won't get off of Hime and she doesn't want to be touched!" Tatsuke looked up to him when he came by.

Orihime was giggling while getting tickled by said girl with glasses. "No no, Hime-chan likes it!" She protested, laughing and smiling. This girl had some serious lesbian tendencies. I had to put her in the corner for looking up Orihime's skirt once... Little girls are quite the bunch. And Tatsuke too, the way she was always at Orihime's side.

"C'mon, Chizuru don't do anything yer not supposed ta," I ushered her with an agitated look on my face. I picked her up and sat her little bottom back on her plastic chair. She gasped and then folded her arms over her chest. Uryu was keeping to himself, sewing something light pink.

"Do you like staring at people, Grimmjow-san?" he said quietly. I almost jumped at the suddenness of his words. For a toddler, he was very intellectual and well spoken.

"Ooh, are you sewing a big Uryu? I like bibs cuz they capture all the food that fall when I eats!" Orihime said as she propped her elbows on the table to get a look at what he was doing. I began to walk away to check on some of the other kids. There were almost 20 children, and one employee, being me, plus Aizen who ran the place but was in his office most of the time. Over by the big toys were; Ichigo, Renji, Chad, Keigo, and Rukia.

Rukia was busy trying to get Chad to fight her, as she held up a toy sword. Hah, what a lost cause. That kid wouldn't a hurt a girl even if she hit him first! "C'mon Chad! Don't be a wimp- fight me!" she said, raising her sword to and fro.

He backed away and said timidly, his deep baritone unsettling somehow, "But rukia, you're a girl."

"So what! Are you saying that you won't fight because I'm weak?" she stuck out her upper lip defiantly.

"Hey Rukia-chan, don't force chad to do anything he doesn't want to," I grumbled, taking the sword from her hand. "Go paint a picture or something kid." She pouted, then shouted back angrily. Honestly what was with that girl? Shouldn't she be doing what other girls do? Like going shopping or playing with... well... girls!

Keigo, Ichigo and Renji meanwhile were jumping around and inside the big toy like little monkeys. "Ahh- Renji knock it off!" I heard Ichigo shout, then a crash and cursed. Damnit, with Renji it was one problem after another. I walked over to them.

"What's goin' on?" I asked.

Ichigo looked up at me with a frustrated expression. Sorta cute for a feisty orange-headed kid. He turned pink and looked away after mumbling, "Renji kissed me again." I looked over at the demented red-head who hooted and hollered as he rolled over on his sides. I should have never told that kid was kissing was. It happened one day when Renji stayed later than usual... See I had a girl come by to keep me company while I cleaned up the place and Renji saw us making out. He asked what it was we were doing and I told him. And now I regret it! Because the next day he kissed Ichigo and now he tries to do it every day. Of course the lil strawberry hits him just like he did earlier.

I reached down and picked Renji up his arm. "Hey kid- how many times have I told ya ta stop kissin Ichigo?" I wasn't violent with the kids, don't even start to think that. The kid was like a little brother to me, a really annoying little brother. He's an orphan, had no parents or anything, but my mom helps out at the orphanage sometimes and liked him so much I get to watch him everyday after school, and especially during the summer at daycare. I don't mind really, least he's not at that god awful orphanage.

Renji struggled and yelled back at me. "If you can do it then I can do it!" He stuck out his tongue.

Ichigo started yelling at me too. "Grimmjow, don't yell, everybody will hear you!"

Poor kid, everybody already knew that Renji liked kissing him. Hell he'd done it in front of their parents once! "You little brat!" Shit! The fucker bit me. I dropped him and clutched my soon to be bruised hand. I told ya these kids were ruthless! As soon as he dropped to his feet he started chasen Ichigo again.

"Ahhh! Stay away!" Great, I turned to the direction of this scream to see Rukia running away from Keigo.

"But I wanna keeees you pretty rukiaaa!"

Damnit! This was way too much work for a junior in highschool! As soon as I sorted that out, I went on to look for the other kids. The playroom was like a huge maze. It wasn't that you could get lost in it, just that it was so large you had to walk a while to find everyone. And it had a lot of separate closets, spaces and tiny sections drawn off from the others, that sort of shit. I knew I counted everyone, except for one child. I spotted him sitting underneath a table all by himself. Of course, where he always was. I jogged up to him, then bent down to face him. "Ulquiorra, you're not playen with anyone again?" His big, sad, aquamarine eyes looked up at me.

This was the kid that got under my skin the most, besides Renji. He was a self-centered little brat that looked down on everybody, besides of course, himself and Aizen. I don't blame him, being raised by Aizen and all... Still, that man is the only one he actually reacts considerably too.

"Of course not. Why would I play with trash like that." His face was so deceitful, his voice as well.

I pushed up the lone strands of blue hair that hung in front of my face, but they fell back down after. "Yer a weird kid ya know. Why don't you go paint a picture or somethin, it'll make my job a lot easier..."

Ulquiorra said nothing, only looked down at his feet with that frown on his pale face. Dammnit, his attitude pissed off. How did he expect to make friends acten like that? I looked at my watch, and realized it was nap time. Great, now I have to track down the kids again and try to get them in their sleeping bags!

"Ulquiorra, it's nap time now. Come on out."

He shook his head.

My eye started to twitch. "Why?" I growled.

"I want daddy."

"No, ya need to take a nap."

He pouted, shook his head again.

Tha fuck is with this kid? "Fine, I'll go get your damn daddy!" I got up, then chased after all the runts. After about 15 minutes I had them all in their own sleeping bags. The only trouble was when Renji kept slipping out his to crawl into Ichigo's... But pretty soon they all zoned out after I put on some calm music, some sounds of the rainforest shit like that. I didn't understand how kids could fall asleep to monkeys and shit... but whatever. Anyways after that I went into Aizen's office. He was on the phone but hung up when he noticed me.

"Grimmjow... is everything going on schedule?" he smiled at me. Creepy. It was kinda annoying how his hair was almost exactly like mine, the way it was styled anyways. I remember when he used to wear it down, and he had those stupid glasses. Just thinking about it makes me laugh... I don't why he changed it though. Probably to make himself look younger... How old was the bastard anyway?

"Yeah... except for your damn brat of a son."

He raised an eyebrow. "Grimmjow I would prefer if you didn't refer to my cute little Ulquiorra as a brat. He is the light of my life after all." He only smiled still.

"Whatever! He won't take a nap unless he sees you."

"Oh? How cute."

Tch. "It's not cute! The little shit was being snobby!" Aizen ignored me and went out to see his son. Whatever. I followed him out. Ulquiorra was already in Aizen's arms, and suprisingly he was making a small little smile.

Why did he only smile around that creep? It was annoying. Kids were really brats weren't they...