Chapter One: Hacker

Grimmjow's point of view

I sat at the bar on the first floor of Nishikata Byakko. The lights flashed high lighting the figures dancing in the glass boxes positioned around the large room. Man and Woman hollered at the three men doing a strip performance on stage, grinding themselves against the poles and each other as money was thrown out on the stage. After the performance the performers would collect the money and hand it to the boss off stage who would take a small share of the cash and then divided it equalling between the three men. The performers got paid less than most of the other employees here but made in the end far more than the average wage of a strip club performer at any other place in Japan. The reason being, every member in this place is either rich or really stinking rich and has no problem throwing their money around when it came to the things they liked. I am no different I just happened to be very picky.

"Another Mister Jaggerjack?" The woman behind the counter teased knowing full well that I hated being called Mister, it made me feel old and I was twenty eight damn it. I was not old. I growled and she laughed. I turned to face the blonde I had been friends with since child hood. I rolled my eyes when I saw what she was wearing, a pair of white washed blue boot cut jeans and a pure white V-Neck swim suit top. She had a strange sense of style but somehow she never failed to look good in the strange out fits she would come up with in fact she always looked attractive. I probably would have been all over her if I wasn't gay.

"Yes bitch." I growled and she grinned at me.

"So what brings you here in the middle of the day Grimmjow? The second and third floors aren't even open yet." She asked as her hands busied themselves making my drink, her blue eyes watching me carefully. Already she knew something was up, it shown in those blue orbs of hers. She had always had a knack for knowing stuff like that even when we were just kids.

I sighed and ran me hand through my hair. "Some hacker found a way around all the security in my system and is causing huge problems in the company and my hackers can't stop the fucker." As I explained in short what was going on she placed the drink in front of me and leaned forward onto the counter, supporting herself on her elbows with her hands clasped together.

"A hacker huh?" I nodded. I could already see her scrolling through the list of her employees with special talents. This place was a whore house and a strip club yes but it was also chock full of very talented people in areas other than sex and seduction. "I might have just the guy to help you out there Grimm, though he ain't cheap." Like that mattered, I could easily afford whatever this guy charged. Knowing this she continued to talk. "Follow me, he's up on the third floor setting up the new furniture and re-stocking the bar." She pushed herself off the counter and walked out from behind the bar, another employee quickly taking her place as I followed her to the spiral stair case. This place was almost as busy during the day as it was during the evening so there were three sets of stuff working here, Morning, day and night. This way on one was over worked, though I still couldn't figure out if Shearia ever actually slept. I had seen her up and about during all three shifts witch took up all twenty four hours of the day seven days a week. She was either a vampire of some kind or one hell of a sleep walker.

As we reached the top of the stair case she pulled out her keys and opened the door for the two of us and locked it again once we were on the other side of it. Looking around the room I saw no one and raised a brow in confusion. "Um..."

"Ichigo I have someone here who is in need of your special talent." Shearia called her voice calm and business like but still it held a care free tone with in it meaning she was good friends with this Ichigo. I wasn't surprise that that was the case because I honestly don't think there is a signal employee in here she is not friends with. Shearia just wasn't the kind of person one couldn't get along with, well unless you somehow got on her bad side that is.

It didn't take more than a few seconds for a head of bright orange hair to pop up behind the bar counter and brown eyes to glance from Shearia to myself. A smug grin was plastered to the boy's face as he turned his attention back to his boss. "Which one?" He asked with a low chuckle. It rang in my ears like sweet music; his voice was deep but smooth like velvet, it was beautiful. He leaned forward and placed his hands on the bar top as his brown eyes run over my body. I would have thought he was checking me out if it wasn't for that small spark in those brown depths that side otherwise. That spark of competitive fire that flashed in his eyes as they trailed other my strong form was not something I expected. Most people didn't look at people with the goal of analyzing there fighting capabilities but that was exactly what this boy was doing. He seemed to nod to himself and his grin widened a little. I guess he deemed me a good opponent.

"Hacking and careful Ichigo if you keep looking at Grimmjow like that he'll snap your neck to prove himself. " Shearia warned half-heartedly with a small chuckle of her own. Her warning only seemed to brighten fire burning in the boy's eyes and his grin widened again.

Shearia was right though if the kid thought he could take me in a fight I really would break the kid's neck or at the very least beat him into a pulp. I was no push over and I certainly wasn't fond of being looked at as a weakly, luckily the kid was looking at me as an equal and an opponent he would love to go up against and I was okay with that. The kid definitely looked like he could put up a good fight. He was thin but lithe and there didn't seem to be a spec of fat on him, he was all muscle and he looked like he was quite fast too. The perfect match for my style of fighting.

"I would love to see him try." The kid drawled his eyes coming back up at stare deep into mine. I grinned at his obvious challenge but held myself back from accepting it, I had a hacker to take care of and it couldn't wait any longer or there would be even more shit to handle after the bastard was finally taken out. Ichigo seemed to notice that and walked around the bar. "That Laptop connected to your main system? If not I'll just find my own way into it." He said with a shrug and my eyes widened a little. I guess this kid wasn't cocky he was actually really good at hacking. If the completely confident look was anything to go by as he pointed to the laptop bag hanging at my side.

"Yes it is." He nodded and held out his hand for me to hand the device over to him. I raised a brow, I hadn't expected him to do it right that second but he seemed set on doing it as soon as possible.

"You need it done quickly don't you? If he's active it shouldn't take me long to track him down and eliminate him for you." He explained and gestured again for me to hand over my laptop. I nodded and removed the computer from my bag.

"Devils number." I said as I handed the device over to him and he nodded knowing what I was talking about. He opened it on his arm and typed in the three digits to unlock the computer. His fingers darted over the keys as he walked over to the bar and started his work without another word. I watched unmoving as the muscles of his back shifted while he worked. The shirt he was wearing was skin tight and showed off all his muscles and the solid black of the shirt accented his tanned skin. His jeans looked just as tight until they hit the knees where they widened just like all of Shearia's boot cut jeans.

"You're a V.I.P. right? Tell me what you think of the new arrangement?" The sound of his voice made me tear my eyes away from his body and stare at the back of his head. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Shearia staring at me with a knowing smirk but ignored her in favour of looking around the re-decorated V.I.P. longue.

All the lights were on lighting up everything in the room with a pure white light. The old white couches and chairs had be switched with European black leather ones, probably so they would be easier to clean. The small wood tables that sat next to the seating had been changed to glass tables with painted black metal legs all connected by a black rim around the circular glass. Also the walls had been re-painted with pure white paint and a decorative black pattern that looked like growing plants. The bar had been painted black and the bar top was now a black stone.

"Looks nice." I looked around the room one more time and noticed something was missing. The chairs for the play area were gone. "But where are the chairs from over there." I pointed and Ichigo looked up from his work for a brief moment before going right back to the task at hand.

"Oh I haven't unpacked them. They're still in the closet over there." He pointed with one hand while his other continued to work on the computer. "They're the same as the last ones but they have more padding. Everyone was complaining about too much chafing." He explained and brought his hand back to the keyboard. He said that as if talking about the weather and I laughed a little. "What's so funny?" He asked sounding irritated but I brushed it off as him concentrating on his work.

"Your attitude towards kinky sex." I chuckled and he turned to me, brow raised in question. "You talk about stuff like that," I gestured with my arm to the play side of the room. "as if you were talking about something as mundane as the weather. I just found that fact funny." He rolled his eyes and turned back to his work but I swear a heard him let out a small chuckle himself and I grinned. I liked this kid not only was he hot he was smart and had a good sense of humour. I could see why Shearia liked him.

A few minutes later Ichigo closed my laptop and handed it back to me. "All done. He's been kicked out and everything has been put back the way it was before. Oh and I took the liberty of updating your security system. No one other than me should be breaking into it any time soon. And don't worry I have no interest in breaking into your system." He assured with a grin. I rolled my eyes and took the laptop from him, returning it to its bag.

"You better not or I'll snap more than just your neck." I threatened and he chuckled. It sounded so pure, I think I could have listened to it forever but alas all good things must come to an end. "How much do I owe you?"

His chuckling stopped and he paused to think for a moment. "Nothing."

I raised a brow. "Nothing?"

"Yep, nothing as long as you promise to be here tonight on the first floor and watch me dance." My jaw almost dropped but I stopped it and just stared at him.

"What?"

"Watch me dance tonight and you won't owe me anything." I blinked and stared at him. "Well?" I shook my head to gather myself once more and nodded.

"Yeah sure, what time?"

"Ten. See you then mi precioso" That time my jaw did drop. I couldn't believe he just called me that but on the plus side since he did call me that he must have liked what he saw. A grin spread across my face and I turned to Shearia who rolled her eyes.

"Finally, took you long enough." She breathed. It sounded like she was talking about how long it took me to finish up here but her smile said she was referring to how long it took me to find someone of interest.

GrimmjowXDJaggerjack: And there you have it chapter 1. Hope you liked it and please review.

mi precioso – My precious