Yo.
It all started in second grade for the two rivals…nah! I'm just fucking with you! Grimmjow and Ichigo may have met in second grade (after Grimmjow moved to Japan from Germany with his mother) and they may have instantly hated each other -and have ever since- but the real story begins on a special day, nine years later, with the two 16-year-old boys staring at the other, wondering the very same thing. What the…fuck?
Grimmjow-
I just stared. Ichigo Kurosaki was standing in front of me in the maid of honor's dress. Any other day, I would've laughed my ass off. This, on the other hand, meant he was my soon-to-be step-brother. All I could get out was "Uhhh…wha?" Then, I got an even bigger shock. Renji Abari and Uryu Ishida walked up from behind him and spotted me, Abari freezing and Ishida placing a hand on a hip and scoffing. I then noticed Inoue and Kuchiki were behind the three boys. "Wait, wait, wait. You're Aizen's kid? Are you kidding me?" I asked, incredulous. He just stared back and none of them spoke. I took that chance to look -really look- at my rival. He looks…hot. I gulped. Oh…my god! I did NOT just think that! Kuchiki brought me out of my thoughts, though. "What the hell are you bastards doing here?" she hissed. Oh yeah. Forgot Nnoi, Ulqui, Yami, and Starrk are here, too. "Well, Grimmjow here is Ms. Nel's child." Ulqui deadpanned. I finally got up the nerve to speak. "I-Ichi…go?" probably would've stuttered out some other incoherent shit if it hadn't been for one of the staff. "Excuse me, but the ceremony will begin soon. Please get to your positions as bride's maids and groomsmen." He told us, walking away to who-knows-where. Ichigo turned on his heel and walked towards the huge set of doors he would soon be walking out, his friends following. Nnoitra cackled behind me, along with Yami, while Starrk yawned. Ulquiorra stalked up to me and, without expression, told me, "This should be an interesting event."
Ichigo-
Oh my god. He looks…so hot. He may be my nemesis, but DAMN does he look good in a tux. I blushed at my thoughts as I stared openly at Grimmjow. Then a realization washed over me. Right before I could voice my question, Rukia spoke it for me. "What the hell are you bastards doing here?" Bastards? It's…plural? Then I noticed Nnoitra, Ulquiorra, Yami, and Starrk behind him. Ulquiorra spoke. "Well, Grimmjow here is Ms. Nel's child." The amazingly hot blue-haired bastard decided it was his turn. "I-Ichi…go?" He looked as if there was more he wanted to say, but a staff member interrupted him. "Excuse me, but the ceremony will begin soon. Please get to your positions as bride's maids and groomsmen." I took that as my chance to get away. Sure, I might be gay and I might be able to stare at his body all day, but he's my enemy and we have a wedding to participate in. So, I turned on my heel and strode away towards the doors I would soon be walking out of, the four of them following me away from the group. Ishida caught up to me and leaned up slightly to whisper "Should be fun, no?" in my ear.
Sorry It's so short. R&R, please. :D