Distinct Hatred.
Chapter one.
Disclaimer: Bleach nor the characters of Bleach belong to me.
Warnings: Language and explicit content.
Grimmjow arched his back sharply as a yawn parted his maw in half, displaying a set of deadly canines. He sat back down on his thighs, a pearl blue ear flicking absently atop an untamed mop of azure locks as he watched a group of humans walk past his cage.
His name was Grimmjow Jaegerjaques and he was a twenty year old panther hybrid. His eyes were the same shocking electric blue as his hair and his feline counterparts were a pale sky blue, a much softer, pastel color.
He'd been in this adoption institute for about two months now, and he absolutely hated it. He thought that he would have been adopted even sooner, as the people who ran this center told him that he had rare and exotic looks, but they apparently hardly ever received customers. The price ranges for the merchandise here was extreme.
"And this is Grimmjow Jaegerjaques!" The man who managed this place announced gleefully as he lead a brown haired man to him. "As you can see sir, he is a very rare panther hybrid. Quite beautiful, if you like blue, that is." He chuckled at his own joke, ignoring the growl that came from the beast. "Although he doesn't exactly have the best attitude, he does have manners. I believe he just chooses not to use them sometimes, which makes him hard to get adopted…"
Grimmjow scoffed, scowling deeply as he watched the brown haired man observe him, his amber eyes gleaming behind his glasses.
"I'll take him." He stated almost immediately, taking out a credit card and handing it to the man. "I do not care the price. Run it."
"Y-yes sir!" The man grinned a little uneasily, but ran off to do as he was instructed anyway, regardless of the fact that he'd overheard that they only accepted cash a plentiful amount of times. Whoever this man was, he must be very important.
"Hello Grimmjow-kun." The bespectacled man smiled at him; it wasn't a real smile, for it didn't reflect in his eyes. "My name is Aizen Sousuke, and I love to collect rare hybrids such as yourself. You'll fit in just nicely there."
On the ride there, Aizen had briefed him about the other inhabitants of the house. Or mansion, he supposed, as he was told that there were a lot of them.
There was another panther hybrid there named Neliel- he was told that she too had aqua hued attributes like himself.
There was a snake hybrid named Szayelapporo, he has bright golden eyes and fuscia hair, and while he did not have ears of an animal kind, he did have a long scaley tail.
There was a wolf hybrid named Starrk who he was told was rather narcoleptic, but despite the fact, adorned sharp steely gray eyes.
There was a tiger hybrid named Ggio who also had sharp eyes, but in silver's opposite color- gold.
There was an albino fox he mentioned with the name of Gin.
And lastly, he was told about a bat hybrid named Ulquiorra. He possessed deep green eyes that clashed sharply with his white skin and inky hair. He, of course, had wings and a tail, which did surprise him moderately. Did bats even have tails? He pondered the subject for apparently a while, as his musings were interrupted when the chauffeur announced that they had arrived.
The man opened the door for him, and he nodded at him as he exited the limousine.
Aizen was already waiting for him by the door as he jogged lightly to catch up to him.
"I've already asked the servants to gather everyone up in the lobby so that you may properly acquaint yourselves." He said as the door was opened for him by one of his servants, and they were guided inside.
He could already see them lined up, starting with Gin, then going on to Starrk, Neliel, Szayelapporo, and then Ggio. He did not see Ulquiorra.
"Ah, yes, it is still daytime." Aizen mused quietly to himself, as if he were just now remembering. He probably wouldn't have even heard him if not for his sharp feline senses. "I suppose he will not be active for a few more hours."
"Please now, kindly introduce yourselves to your latest companion."
"Aye, nice ta meet ya!" The fox hybrid spoke up first, so he supposed they'd be going in line, "I'mma fox hybrid and I'm about twen'y five. Tha's all ya really gotta know about me." Grimmjow already decided that he didn't like this guy, not only did the way he talk get on his nerves, but he was creepy with his leering, slitted eyes.
"I'm Neliel Tu Oderschvank!" The next one to speak out was the other panther hybrid, her bubbly voice sending shock to the man that was supposedly going to speak before her. "Sorry Starrk-kun! I just wanted to say something first! I just can't help myself sometimes!" She giggled as if she said some kind of funny joke, "You can just call me Nel, I know my name's a bit of a mouthful. I see you're also a panther that's cool! Maybe we could breed and repopulate our species!" She seemed so excited about the fact, as if it weren't something awkward to talk about. Of course, Grimmjow didn't particularly mind. Even with a large scar obscuring her face just below her hazel eyes, Nel was gorgeous. With flowing sea green hair, at least DD-cup breasts, and a curvaceous body, she was any man's dream woman.
The wolf hybrid he knew now as Starrk coughed into his hand to draw attention away from the childish woman. "My name is Starrk, and I am a wolf hybrid." Though he seemed borderline sleep deprived, his lazed, half-lidded gray eyes were sharp and analytical, boring into him as he spoke. "I'm thirty, and I enjoy napping very much. As long as you do not wake me up, we'll get along nicely."
"My name is Szayelapporo Grantz, and I am a snake hybrid," The man with pink hair announced himself with an air of narcissism about himself that stifled his tolerance immediately. "I have an IQ of 180 and I am certainly a genius. Do feel free to call me by Szayel-sama, as that would be most-"
"Szayel, shut up." The tiger hybrid next to him spat, and Grimmjow grinned. He already liked this guy.
"Anyway, I'm Ggio!" He smiled brightly at him, exposing his own sharp teeth. "I'm a nineteen year old tiger hybrid, and thanks to you, I'm not the newbie that everyone picks on anymore."
"Lovely." Grimmjow sneered, turning his attention back towards Aizen when the man clapped his hands together sharply once.
"I'll show you personally to your room, Grimmjow-kun. Everyone else may wander off respectively."
The other hybrids dispersed as Aizen lead them off to the location of his room. They passed through a countless amount of hallways; countless as in he stopped counting after four and a few minutes later, they arrived at a pristine white door. The brunette opened it for him, and his jaw went agap as he ventured curiously inside. There was a massive kin sized bed in the middle, a linked bathroom that had both a bath and a shower, a walk-in closet, and a flat screen plasma television on the wall. There wasn't much furniture, and there seemed to be an intense white theme going on here, but the room was wide and quite sophisticated.
"It's… Nice." Grimmjow murmured, rubbing at the back of his neck awkwardly. "Thank you."
Aizen nodded and headed for the door, pausing by the frame. "There are much more rooms around meant for entertainment, there are plenty of servants walking around, so if you have a question, feel free to ask one of them." That was all the man said to him as he walked out, closing the door behind him.
But he kept getting this nagging feeling at the back of his mind that the man wanted to bring something else up to topic, and instead chose not to.
What was it, he wondered…
About an hour later, television could no longer quell his curiosity. So, he hopped off of his perch on the bed and slowly exited the room. From the gleam of faint light outside the window, the panther concluded that it was night time now.
He surveyed five hallways and scanned about twice the amount of rooms. In one of them was a bedroom that was unoccupied, and it looked the same as his own. However, the moment Grimmjow turned to close the door and continue on his search of the mansion, he was bowled over by some force, and with a hiss, he found himself pinned to the floor on his stomach.
"The fuck!?" He spat, glaring over his shoulder to see who exactly attacked him.
He was a little stunned to find emerald eyes that gleamed in the dark glaring right back down at him, they were moderately obscured by locks of inky hair that looked sot to the touch. The man's skin looked like porcelain in the moonlight, how it reflected softly off of it, it almost made him want to touch it- to see how smooth it was. But this man was a hybrid, he could tell by the smooth, leather-like bat wings folded delicately behind him, and the thin, almost devil-like tail poised threateningly in the air.
This must be Ulquiorra.
"Look, Ulquiorra, dude, I-"
"How do you know my name, trash?" His emerald eyes narrowed slightly, his voice smooth and deep with a threat as his hands dug into his shoulders, practically smothering his face in the carpet.
"Fuck man, I live here!"
"I have never seen you before."
"Oh, maybe because it's my first damn day!? Is this how you greet people, pretty boy?"
Ulquiorra frowned at him, displeasure clear. "How do I know you are not lying? Just because you are a rare breed of hybrid does not mean that you belong to Aizen-sama. You could be an intruder for all I know."
"Ulquiorra-kun, please do let him up."
Their attention snapped up to find Sousuke Aizen himself standing above them with an amused smirk on his face.
Ulquiorra immediately drew away, though he made no move whatsoever to help him up or apologize to him.
"Told you I wasn't lyin', dipshit." He scoffed, standing to his feet now.
"It is his first day, Ulquiorra-kun. Please do not try to get on his bed side too early…"
"My most sincere apologies, Aizen-sama."
Why the hell does this man worship Aizen like a god?
"Ah, yes, while you're at it, now is your chance to introduce yourself properly."
The emerald-eyed man blinked once before facing him again. "My name is Ulquiorra Schiffer. I am twenty-two years of age and I'm a bat hybrid. That is all you need to know about me, trash." Although his tone was level and smooth, he could detect a bitterness deep down that he didn't understand.
And with a slight bow of his head to Aizen, Ulquiorra turned and headed into the previously empty room, closing the door behind him. So, that must have been his room that he decided to poke his head into earlier.
"Grimmjow-kun?" Sapphire eyes snapped upright to see Aizen's amber eyes watching him closely. "Did he hurt you?"
"No, he didn't." He scoffed, rolling the joints in his shoulders. "The runt couldn't if he tried."
"You'd be surprised." Aizen chuckled. "He can be very aggressive."
"Well… I'll believe it when I see it."
"I actually had something I wanted to talk to you about. If you'll follow me?" He started to turn down the hall, and when Grimmjow gave an indication that he would follow, Aizen continued down the path and started a speech he knew better than to interrupt. "Animal hybrids are different than pets. People have pets for companionship. But hybrids are also part human. Humans also keep other humans around for that so-called companionship, but also for sexual gratification. Some humans even use hybrids for that purpose alone. But other humans like to breed them as well. I, on the other hand, am entirely different. I'm going to be honest with you, Grimmjow-kun. I collect hybrids not only for the companionship, but as well for the sexual gratification. If I ever do make you uncomfortable, feel free to say so. I will not force you to do anything you don't want." The stopped by the door to his room, and Aizen gave him another reassuring smile that was not sincere. When he raised a hand and drove it through his hair, Grimmjow stiffened, immediately feeling uncomfortable. "You truly are a beautiful creature." Then he turned down the hallway, and left him be.
Grimmjow didn't appreciate the situation he was put in. He'd decided that the second he laid down on his bed, curled up comfortably. Aizen, as his words were soothing, was a liar. He knew it immediately, as he'd dealt with tons of people like him before. They wanted to his exotic looks, and Aizen was no different… It seemed as if the case was the same for the rest of the hybrids here. So if he was right, Aizen fancied the male body more than the female, much like himself, if the only female hybrid he owned was anything to go by. He also loved the exotic-looking ones. That was a given fact. Grimmjow wouldn't mind bedding with a man, but only as long as he was top; bottoming stripped him of his pride, and whenever he was owned by a human, it seemed as if they only wanted him for sex.
He wondered how long it would be until Aizen would push it on him.
"Let's not think about that, Grimm." He said aloud, and then he sighed. It was only a few more moments later before he had finally fallen asleep.
Am I the only one amused by the fact that Grimmjow calls himself Grimm? Yes? Okay. BUTYES. First chapter, I'll try my best to keep up with this one because I quite like the idea. Although, it will probably be a short story. And yes, I know Nel resembles a horse in her resurrection, I felt she'd fit in better as feline- type in this story.