"I wish someone someday understands me without ever having heard me play…"
This thought passed Ulquiorra's mind during the interview at Kiss FM. The interview was slowly pissing him off. He drummed the table with his fingers, answering to the listeners' questions as fast and shortly as he could.
Finally the interview was over. The short musician stood up and shook hands with the interviewer.
The orange-haired woman from before had waited for him, and now she led him back to the elevators, and then down to the first floor. Ulquiorra nodded to her as a thanks, and walked away to get his car from a nearby parking hall.
The parking hall was a shiny, futuristic building surrounded by skyscrapers and hotels. It had way too expensive prices, but Ulquiorra had left the car there, because he believed the place to be safe. When he found his car from the large hall after few moments of searching, he quickly noticed there was someone sitting on his dear car.
"Hello, Ulquiorra! It's been a while, hasn't it?"
Ulquiorra didn't recognize the blue-haired man sitting on his car, even though he seemed somehow familiar. "Excuse me, but who might you be? And why are you sitting on my car?"
The blue-haired man's eyes widened. "You don't remember me?"
"I have no idea of who you are."
"Oh, shit. My name's Grimmjow. Does it ring any bells in your head?"
Ulquiorra shook his head. He was sure that he had never seen this weird man before. "Could you please get off my car?"
Grimmjow jumped off the car, looking disappointed. He was wearing white tight-fit jeans and a light-blue hooded college-shirt. He had a huge shining diamond ear stud on his left ear. He ran his fingers through his electric blue hair, lost in his thoughts.
Ulquiorra walked nearer the car, he was going to leave Grimmjow the Weirdo to the parking hall. The moment he opened the car's doors with his key, Grimmjow swung the other door open and sat in. Ulquiorra stared at him for a moment. Then he sighed deeply and sat to the driver's place. "I have no idea of who this man is, but somehow… he feels familiar. As if we have met, a long, long time ago. "
Ulquiorra turned on the engine; the soft purring voice of the motor filled the car. He leaned backward. The voice was relaxing in its own way. He looked at the man sitting next to him. Grimmjow was looking at him too.
"You didn't even have the driver's license back then…"
Ulquiorra's eyes widened. Was this stranger some kind of childhood friend or class mate from his early years?
"Hey, um… Grimmjow, was it? Do you mind telling me when exactly did we meet last time?"
The man with electric blue hair rolled his eyes. "You really don't remember, eh?"
Ulquiorra shook his head.
"We were in the same high school, you know? I confessed my love to you in our senior-year! You really forgot about me?!"
Oh, that rang some bells in Ulquiorra's little head.
He remembered a tall blue-haired punk-boy from his chemistry-class, who always was napping during the lesson. It had been the night after the prom when the boy had come to Ulquiorra's house. Ulquiorra's mother had opened the door.
"Ulquiorra, darling, here's some friend of yours who wants to see you." The raven-haired boy had been playing his piano, so he hadn't heard his mother. His mother had let the blue-haired boy in and led him to the room Ulquiorra was playing in.
"Um…Hey, Schiffer. I know we didn't really talk much in the chemistry class; the teacher was such a bitch, so I always napped. But there was this one thing I really wanted to tell you…"
Ulquiorra had then stopped playing, paying all his attention to the other boy.
"I…I've fallen for you!"
"Excuse me?" Ulquiorra was sure he hadn't heard correctly.
"I'm fucking in love with you!" The boy blushed deeply.
Ulquiorra had stood up and walked to face the boy with electric blue hair.
"Are you serious? Is this not some stupid joke you and your mates have planned up just to see if the rumors are true?"
There had been many mean rumors about Ulquiorra being gay in their high school, mainly because he was playing his piano so passionately. He never had seemed to be interested in the opposite sex.
Grimmjow had blushed again scarlet red, but had confessed: "I'm serious about this."
Ulquiorra had sighed deeply and turned his back to the other. "I'm sorry. I don't think I'm interested in being in a relationship."
"Let's be friends, then? Okay?"
Ulquiorra had turned back to Grimmjow. "Friends?"
"Yeah, let's hang around together. Get to know each other better, do things that normal friends do."
Ulquiorra had been a little confused and unsure. "Okay. Let's try that."
"Okay. Great. See you, I have to go now. I'll call you, I got your number from the school."
"Good night, Jeagerjaques."
The two boys had spent some time together that summer, but when the schools started again, Ulquiorra had moved to another town with his parents. The pale boy had quickly forgotten about the boy who confessed his love for him.
Author's note:
So, how did you like it? Please comment and review! I can't promise when I upload the third chapter, but please, wait patiently. I really liked writing this chapter, mainly because of Grimmjow's love confenssion. See you next time!
