"Grimmjow! Get dressed in nice clothes, we're going to meet some old friends of your mother and I's in the city!" Grimmjow's father, Emmerich, yelled up the stairs as he buttoned up a black dress shirt.
Emmerich had opted to go to college abroad, meeting many different people from all over; including Grimmjow's mother, Valentina, who was from Spain. It just so happened that some people they'd both been good friends with lived in the city. So Grimmjow dressed in slim black jeans and a fitted, navy blue button up with the top two buttons undone.
"You guys do know I'm an adult, right? You can leave me in the house by myself. I've owned my own home before, and I won't wreck the place."
Valentina smirked at her son and shook her head, her long curvy brown hair moving with it.
"We are well aware of your age, mijo, but one of our friends says he has two nephews only a few years younger than you and another has a son that is around your age. It may be a chance to make new friends, yes?"
Grimmjow could never help the smile that took over his face when he heard his mother's still thick Spanish accent. When he was still little and she was still learning German; if he was misbehaving, she would curse him every way possible in Spanish because she wasn't fluent enough in German to curse him in that language yet. As she learnt more of the language, she would still often revert to Spanish when she was angry, and on special occasions, when she would yell, she would switch between the two. With her learning Japanese, she'd have a whole new language to curse her son and husband in.
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To Grimmjow's surprise, his father walked them to Senbonzakura after parking where Nell had yesterday. They went up to the second floor and walked to a table in the back corner where two men and a woman sat. One man had brown hair and eyes and was shaking his head with a smirk at the woman, who had dark tan skin, long purple hair, yellow eyes, and a large grin on her face. The other man had sandy blond hair and greyish blue eyes that reminded Grimmjow of his Uncle Starrk.
"I see the three of you never change."
Emmerich joked with his large shark like grin that his sun inherited. The small group erupted in shouts of greetings as the other three got up to hug Emmerich and Valentina, Grimmjow standing awkwardly to the side.
"Emmy! Your son is the spitting image if you! Well, all but the eyes, oh those eyes couldn't be anything but Val's. Such a handsome boy." The woman enveloped Grimmjow into a bone crushing hug.
"Yoruichi, you're crushing the man before we even get a chance to get a good look at him."
The sandy haired man chided and the other chuckled and clapped Grimmjow on the back before pulling him from the woman and introducing himself.
"I'm Sosuke Aizen, the woman that was trying to crush you is Yoruichi Shihoin, and this other man is Kisuke Urahara."
"Grimmjow Jaegerjaques."
"What an exotic name, how fitting. Oh aren't you just the spitting image of your father? Well, except for those eyes, those could only be Val's lovely eyes! I think you'll get along with at least one of my nephews just fine." Kisuke smirked.
"Kisuke, you deaf bastard, I just told him that! Get your own compliments!"
"Was I mistaken in assuming you were bringing them along with you?" Emmerich questioned.
"Oh no, they're all here, they work here! My nephews will be around soon and Sosuke's boy should be here in a minu-oh, speak of the devil and he shall appear! Hello Ulqui!"
"Kisuke, I can no longer count the amount of times I have told you to use my full name." Ulquiorra, who Grimmjow had met the night before, stood next to Valentina wearing his bartending uniform, looking like this was the last place he wanted to be.
"Oh, but Ulqui is so much cuter! Why don't you smile more? You're so handsome!" Urahara gushed and walked over to pinch Ulquiorra's cheek like a grandmother would, but was stopped by a paper white hand.
"He smiles just fine for me, maybe it's just 'cause you're a creepy old man who touches him too much."
"Shirosaki! I'm your uncle! You're supposed to be supporting me!" Kisuke gasped and threw his hand over his heart as Emmerich laughed.
"So I assume this is Sosuke's son and one of the nephews?"
"Yes, Ulqiorra is my son, he is twenty-five. Shirosaki and Kisuke's other nephew are a set of twins and they are both twenty-six years old."
"I'm the older twin by fifteen minutes!" Shiro shouted at Sosuke.
"Is the other twin also..."
"As sexy as me? No. He's also not an albino an' he's got normal people eyes. Don' worry, only half the family are freaks." Shiro's grin was wide as he flung his arm around Ulquiorra, who was shorter than him by about two inches, and winked at Emmerich who laughed, already liking the boy.
"Aunt Yoruichi, can't you keep your...thing..under control? He ran into the kitchen again and is crying all over Shinji."
Grimmjow turned in time to see Ichigo approach and halt next to Shiro, looking exasperated.
Looking between Ichigo and Shirosaki, Grimmjow realized that though the two had differences, they had to be identical twins. Shiro's snow white hair fell half way down his back in a low pony tail while Ichigo's tangerine hair lay a few inches past his shoulders in a messy bun by a red hair pin. Shiro also had slightly more bulk to him, most likely working out at least weekly, whilst Ichigo's body had toned from daily activity. The most obvious difference being their skin and eye colors; Shiro had paper white skin and golden eyes set in black sclera while Ichigo had sun kissed skin and honey brown eyes.
"Ah, I suppose I could go pry him off of Shinji, but then again this could be payback for Shinji drinking all my liquor last time he was over. Yea, I think I'll take this as payback. Ichigo, Shiro, Ulquiorra, these lovely people are Emmerich and Valentina, friends of ours from college, and their son, Grimmjow."
Ichigo and Ulquiorra stepped forward to shake Emmerich and Valentina's hands, while Shiro, the ever classless one, simply saluted.
"Ichigo and I were introduced to Grimmjow yesterday. Nelliel brought him here."
"Nell was here and I missed it?! I haven't seen her in forever!"
"Aunt Yoruichi, you saw her three days ago.."
"That's a long time to go without seeing my precious Nell!"
Ichigo shook his head at his aunt's reasoning while Valentina chuckled.
"I'm glad to see our niece is well loved around here."
"Lil Nelly is like our sister, though if I was single I'd probably bang 'er so I'm not real sure i should be...OW!"
Before Shiro could be complete his sentence, he received a swift smack upside the head from his twin and a fist in the gut from Ulquiorra.
"Aw, mah boys getting jealous? Don't worry, I'd still have time fer both a ya."
"Ulquiorra, why do you put up with him?" Ulquiorra sighed at Ichigo's question and simply shook his head.
"Well! Since the three of you have already met him, why don't you let us have a little time to ourselves and go off somewhere? Oh, and meet as back at Starrk's for dinner, will you?"
"Yes, ma'am."
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After Ulquiorra, Shiro, and Ichigo changed out of their uniforms, the four boys left the restaurant to show Grimmjow around the city.
"So, Big Blue, what kinda stuff ya interested in?"
"I don' know, drinking, parties, cars… and some other stuff." Shiro didn't miss the leering glance toward his brother when Grimmjow had said 'some other stuff'; nor did Ulquiorra miss the mischievous grin that spread across his boyfriend's face.
"Shirosaki, don't you dare try to pull anything. You know how your brother is with relationships, after the last few."
"Yea, I know that he needs to stop being such a loner and get himself a hot piece of ass that's gunna treat him right. And that is a hot piece of ass capable of treating him right." he gestured at Grimmjow, now walking with Ichigo ahead of them.
"Capable and going to are two completely different things. Have you not heard the stories of his sex life from Nelliel or are you choosing to ignore them?"
"Have you heard the stories of my sex life before I met you?"
Ulquiorra couldn't exactly challenge that question, seeing as the man was right. Before Ulquiorra had gotten with Shiro, his past experiences were nearly identical to Grimmjow's; different partners every night, male or female, daily hangovers, and the like."
"Fine, but you've known the man less than an hour, how could you possibly know he's even capable of treating Ichigo right'?"
"Brother's intuition, a sixth sense… or some other cheesy shit. I've heard about his sex life, but I know there's 'nother side of 'em. Like, how he nearly beating some guy to death because he tried to lay a hand on Nelliel whilst she was visiting Germany or how he took up two jobs just so he could buy his mom a new car for her birthday. If that ain't hubby material then I don't know what is. He keeps looking at Ichi too, keeps gettin' close to 'im. Look at 'em."
Shiro pointed in front of them to where Grimmjow and Ichigo had barely an inch of space between them as they walked, hands brushing with every step and neither seeming to mind. Though Grimmjow did seem to notice and glanced between them and then down at Ichigo before gently grabbing at Ichigo's pinkie in a way of asking permission. Even from behind them, Shiro could see Ichigo fighting off a smirk as he took Grimmjow's larger hand in his and continued walking.
"See! You see!? Ichi likes 'im too! But I know damn well that he's gunna be stubborn as hell about it, so he's just gunna need a little pushing." Ulquiorra sighed, but chose to give in, because in all the years of knowing Ichigo, he had learnt that the man liked to tease and enjoyed being chased after. He never expected Ichigo to simply accept physical contact so quickly, and especially one as intimate as hand holding out in a public area. Even so, he still knew Ichigo wasn't going to make it easy for Grimmjow.
"Very well, but you better not cause too much trouble." All he received in response was a suspicious grin and giggle.
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After two hours of wondering the city, Grimmjow had gained a deep respect for Ulquiorra, because Shirosaki was batshit crazy. It was like Ulquiorra was raising a psychotic toddler who flirted with just about everyone. Grimmjow had witnessed Ulquiorra smack his boyfriend upside the head and elbow him in the ribs more times than should be necessary. First, the group had visited a bakery owned by two friends of theirs, Orihime and Rukia. The whole time they were there Rukia was constantly yelling at Shiro to stop eating the dough. After sampling almost everything in the shop, they took some stuff to go and went to an auto body shop, again, owned by people they knew. There they met Gin, a fox faced man with a creepy smile, and Tousen, a blind man with the ability to see all. Yea, Grimmjow didn't plan to spend any time there again. Luckily, they simply exchanged greetings, gave half the bag of treats to the two, and were on their way to a high end clothing store which, surprise, they also happened to know the owners of. Uryū and Toshiro were easily irritated, highly sarcastic, and slightly prissy; they received the other half of the bag of treats.
"So, uh, do you guys just know everyone that owns anything in this town?"
"No, not everyone..."
"Yea, that's what happens when daddy's a big boss man of a powerful company. Lots of parties and meeting people your whole life and such."
"So, dad owns a business, yea? Is he the owner of Senbonzakura?"
"Dad own Sen? Hell no. He does happen to own just about every hospital in the country though, and what he doesn't own Uncle Ryuken does."
"Jesus, you must live in a golden palace. Your mom a trophy wife or somethin?"
Ichigo didn't answer the question, opting to cast his eyes downward and drop Grimmjow's hand which he momentarily forgot he was holding.
"Tch, mom a dead wife."
"A dea...oh...oh...I'm sorry."
"I mean, not like you'd now right? Not like we got fuckin' tattoos on our forehead 'hey, my mom's dead, wanna ask about it?'. Cause that's a bit fuckin' much to-"
"Shiro." Ulquiorra placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping his tirade. The albino let out a troubled sigh before wrapping his arm around his twin, pulling him close whilst they walking ahead.
"Their mother is a very sensitive topic for the two of them. Don't take his words too harshly."
"What happened to her?"
"She was...she was murdered about nine years ago, but if you want any more detail than that you'll have to ask them, or your uncle."
A/N. And that's the chapter, hope you enjoyed it. Next chapter will include an insanely large 'family' dinner and a lot of Ichigo sass. Feel free to leave a review/comment. Beta'd by Lady Histoire!