-Grimmjow-

Grimmjow waited in one of the chairs outside the little café a cup of fresh lemonade in front of him. He looked around again hoping to see his best friend; he'd been there for over an hour now and still no Nnoitra. He leaned back against the chair, maybe his mind was just playing tricks on him or something, and maybe he just imagined Nnoitra's voice on the phone. Hell maybe he imagined the damn phone call itself, it wouldn't be the first time he would think like that especially with that dream he had last night. He pinched the bridge of his nose 'this is crazy' he thought to himself. Just when he was about to get up and leave someone came behind him and covered his eyes.

"Guess who?"


He hated events like this, were Aizen has his little gatherings at his house in the ball room. He was always put in an uncomfortable suit with the two coats tails flying behind him, two white gloves on his hands and worst of all a vibrator inside of him. He was also to pass out glasses of wine on a tray to Aizen's guest it also didn't help that he had to be on his best behavior and to remember his manners and etiquette. It defiantly didn't help that his back was still hurting like a bitch from all those whipping he's got the day before.

He walked through the crowd and towards the table his 'master' was sitting at with a whole bunch of important people.

"Ah Ulquiorra how nice of you," Aizen said that controlling tone in his voice, Ulquiorra did the only thing he knew best when he was around Aizen. Smile a little and nod as he passed out the drinks to everyone, he nearly dropped one of the glasses when he felt the vibrator intensifies, his hands twitching a little. The woman he was giving the glass to look up with a pity in her eyes, Ulquiorra just gave her a small smile before passing the rest of the glasses out.

"Something wrong Ulquiorra?" Aizen asked his brown eyebrows rose in curiosity. 'That bastard actually had the audacity to ask him that when he knew damn well what was wrong with him…sick fuck' Ulquiorra thought to himself.

"Nothing is wrong," he replied smoothly before picking up the tray again and walking to another table. If only he could just walk out that door he thought, all he had to do is walk right over there push that door open and he would be free. However there was no point in doing that because (1) He had no place to go (2) No money (3) Aizen would be first to noticed that he was gone and would be the tracking him within seconds. Going back over to the bartender to get more glasses his eyes travelled across the room, so many people were in here, and there was always one thing he never understand about these things. Why the hell would anybody come here when they know what Aizen does as a living I mean seriously?

First off he's in the fucking mafia does not that ring a bell in any of these people's minds, two he goes out murdering people's families when they don't pay on time, wait he doesn't go out murdering people Ulquiorra thought (correcting himself), he orders his henchman to do because he doesn't like getting his hand dirtier than they already are. Sighing he turned around to get his tray full of more wine glasses, again he set off toward more tables being a good little waiter that he was, even though his still had a vibrator up his ass.


"Nnoitra!" Grimmjow cried as he shot up from his seat to tackle the tall boy, they would've fell if Nnoitra didn't catch himself on one the tables behind him. After the little hug fest Grimmjow stepped back with a huge grin on his face, he was really happy to see his friend. However his smile slipped off his face when he realized why Nnoitra was here, he raised a fist and punched Nnoitra, a bruise forming on his right cheek already.

"Where the fuck were you!" Grimmjow shouted his mind instantly going back to that damn day, fucking New Years.

Nnoitra was just getting off the ground a guilty look on his face; he took Grimmjow by the arm and started to walk away from the café so they wouldn't cause a scene. They were now in the park and for some reason he felt like this place was important, like something happened here but he was brought out of his thoughts when Nnoitra stopped.

"Im sorry," he whispered. Grimmjow could hear the guilt in his friend's voice; however he couldn't control his anger and went off.

"They told me you were fucking dead Nnoitra!" he yelled, "Where the hell were you, I fucking needed you," he cried.

"Im sorry but that night I was fucking terrified Grimmjow what the hell did you expect me to do?" Nnoitra yelled back, surprising the other. "I saw you got shot Grimmjow I was still on the ground but I wasn't dead," he said. "Do you know how scary that was," he said softly.

Grimmjow looked down at the ground, "But I still I don't understand why you faked your death," he muttered.

"I did it because I needed an excuse to leave, I needed to get out and get myself together," Nnoitra said as he sat down on one of the swings. For some reason this angered Grimmjow….a lot.

"Get yourself together!" he hollered. "I fucking watching Ichigo get fucked in the mouth by some random black dude, I find Ulquiorra completely naked on the bed bleeding and crying for my help, I fucking watch YOU get shot and supposedly die, and then I get shot but did that stop me from getting the hell over it, No it didn't," he cried.

"Im here living my fucking life trying to forget all that shit….and now….now for all I know Ulquiorra's dead," he said quietly, tears pricking at his eyes.

Nnoitra looks up anger boiling inside him, "You think I want to think about this shit to, don't forget that Telsa died that night to," he yelled. "I lied because I needed some time to deal with it all, I just needed some space," he finished.

Grimmjow almost forgot about that…..Telsa did died that night he remembered Nnoitra blaming Ulquiorra for getting to close or something like that. He looked up to Nnoitra and instantly felt bad because that was his boyfriend and all.

"Im sorry," Grimmjow said "I….it's just after all these years I was trying to avoid anything that reminded me of that night," he said.

"I know I ran into the twins last month and they flipped there wig," Nnoitra said with a scowl. Grimmjow smiled a little knowing how annoying the twins could be.

"I haven't spoken to them in a long time but I always see them on T.V," Grimmjow said as he sat down on the swing next to Nnoitra.

"Yah we should get together or something"Do you think he's dead," Grimmjow said cutting Nnoitra off.

Nnoitra looked over to see Grimmjow looking at the ground the tears forming at the corner of his eyes again. At that moment Grimmjow looked like a teenager again, not a twenty-five year old in charge of a record company, but a broken hearted teenager who lost his boyfriend.

"Honestly I think he's still out there," Nnoitra said softly, "He cares a lot about you ya know," he added.

Grimmjow looked up his face showing signs of confusion, Nnoitra only smiled although it was a sad one.

"When you told me to take Ulquiorra and get the hell out there while you were fighting Aizen, he told me these exact words, "Don't let Grimmjow die," and at the time I just couldn't say no to him, so I tried knocking that bastard out but as you can see (He pulled the collar of his shirt down) Grimmjow saw the scare the bullet left on right under his collarbone.

"That blond hair bitch got me; guess he was mad at me for putting that pink haired freak in a coma," Nnoitra stated.

"I thought you were going to kill him," Grimmjow asked curiously. Nnoitra smiled," You did say don't do anything that I would regret and I don't think I could stand myself if I actually killed somebody with my bare hands," he said.

"But anyway my point is that Ulquiorra really cares about you….and I think we need to find him before something happens," he said looking at Grimmjow with hopeful eyes.

"Nnoitra….I don't know what id—"Do you love him?" Grimmjow's eyes go wide for a second but his answer was automatic, "Of course I love him…..more than anything," he stated proudly. Nnoitra hopped off the swing with that huge smile on his face.

"Well than were going to need some help," he said, "and I think it's time to get the group back together huh'" he said excitedly.


It was finally after the party and Ulquiorra was very tired and all he wanted to do was go in the little basement he calls his room and go to sleep. However Aizen had other plans for him, meaning Ulquiorra had to go through a good two hours of fucking and being tortured. He now lays there on Aizen's bed in an after sex daze, he didn't know where Aizen went but at this moment he really didn't care; He tried multiple times to get up but he just didn't have the strength to.

"Ah I see that you're awake," Aizen says as he walked in the room with a red robe on. Ulquiorra didn't say anything to him, he just watched as the brunette came closer to the bed with that smirk on his face. He felt the bed sink as Aizen sat down and ran a hand through Ulquiorra's dark hair; he flinched away at the touch.

"Now now Ulquiorra don't be like that especially after all we did just a couple of hours ago," Aizen says a smile on his lips.

"Can I go to sleep?" Ulquiorra suddenly asks his eyes downcast staring at the blanket that covered his body.

"Sure take up as much room you want," Aizen answered making a sweeping motion over the bed. Ulquiorra tried not to kick Aizen again for being such a smartass, he knew good and well the he didn't want to sleep in that bed. He could tell by that look on his face, that you-should-stay-longer-so-I-can-fuck-you-again look. Aizen just wanted him to stay and that wasn't going to happen, he'd rather sleep in a dirty old basement with dripping pipes then sleep next to Aizen.

"I rather sleep in my own bedor mattress," Ulquiorra said muttering the last part. He didn't think Aizen noticed because he sat there and stared at him for a second. Even though his head was down he could feel that intense gaze on him.

"Hmm alright," Aizen muttered as he lay back on the silk sheets. Ulquiorra jumped up at the answer all too eager to get the hell out of there and away from Aizen. When he was dressed back into his clothes he walked to the door and out the room without another look back. Walking through the many hallways he stopped when he passed the kitchen, he thought that everybody had left. Peeking from behind the wall he saw the same lady that looked at him like he was a kicked puppy. Her red hair was now tied up into a ponytail, Ulquiorra stood there for a minute thinking 'she looked really familiar for some reason' after about two minute it clicked she was the lady in charge of Aizen's money and she was Gin's personal pet.

"Oi, who's there?"

'Oh shit' Ulquiorra thought.

"Well looky ere' Ulqui-Chan wadda ya doin' out so late hmm?" Gin asked as he yanked him from his hiding spot.

"I….I was just going to my room," Ulquiorra stuttered. Gin stared at him a bit longer and something flashed over his face, Ulquiorra didn't know what it was but he was getting the feeling that he was being pitied again.

"Hmm better run off ore' Aizen find ya out ere'," Gin said as he cast the orange hair lady a look before walking out the kitchen.

Ulquiorra waited till Gin was out of site before heading down to the basement but stopped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning he was met with pale blue eyes, "Your Ulquiorra right?" she asks. Ulquiorra just nodded his head yes a little confused at what the women wanted. "You won't be here for long," she whispered as she took a step closer. "Just bear with it a while longer," she said before walking off in the direction Gin went.

Now Ulquiorra stood there now confused as ever, what the hell she means I won't be here long he thought. Not in the mood to think about things like that he went down to the basement and curled up on the mattress and went to sleep.


Alright you guys I been having alllloottt of request to post the next chapter….and I just couldn't resist so here it is. Im not going to lie I typed up to five chapters to this sequel but just for reminder that im more focused on my other story on F/P.

Love U Ulquiorra