Third chapter ^^. No lemons today, just a little background of how Grimmjow first met Rukia when they were kids. Hope you like it. Reviews are appreciated :)

Grimmjow was now leaning on the frame of the bathroom's door. Rukia was still inside, he could hear the water flowing, mixed with her sobs. Grimmjow was shrugging off his unwelcomed waves of guiltiness. She had enjoyed the sex, why was she crying then, that stupid bitch? And why did he care?

'Rukia! Are you planning to spend the whole day inside there?' he asked, feeling annoyed. No response at all. Fine. 'I wanna talk to you, so hurry the hell up!'.

'Get lost, son of a bitch!'

Grimmjow wrinkled his forehead in surprise. He didn't know she could use that kind of words so lightly

'Why the hell are you so upset?' he wanted to know.

'Die. Just lie in a puddle of muck and die'.

Ok, now she was truly annoying him. He tried to open the door, but she had locked it. This bitch...

'I don't get you, Rukia, I gave you the best goddamn fuck ever'.

Rukia closed the taps and rested her forehead against the tile, trying to hold back her burning tears. Why was he still there? She didn't want to see him never again. She just wanted to forget everything about him. How could he? He tricked her and took her virginity... He didn't have any right to do it!

'You raped me...' she muttered, and Grimmjow face palmed his forehead, rolling his eyes.

'I didn't. You practically begged me to fuck you, so don't bullshit me'

'You drugged me! What kind of drug did you use to make me behave like a... like a...?'

'Like a bitch' he helped her to finish the sentence.

Rukia opened the door violently, seething, barely covered by a pink towel. Before Grimmjow could react, Rukia slapped him harshly across the face twice, and then, she kneed him in the stomach.

She would have continued hitting him if he hadn't stopped her, grabbing her thin arms, pinning them over her head. He placed her against the wall, squeezing her.

'You never cease to amuse me, Rukia...' the blue-eyed guy admitted, rubbing his aching cheek. She had a lot of strength, despite her small size.

'You are so dead, Grimmjow. Renji will try to kill you while my brother is going to make sure you will spend the rest of your miserable life imprisoned, regretting what you've done' she hissed, struggling to free herself.

Grimmjow cocked an eyebrow and smirked widely, releasing her. Rukia didn't try to attack him again.

'Was that a threat?' he asked mockingly. 'I'm curious, how are you gonna tell your brother what happened?'

Rukia blushed intensely.

'I don't know, but I will tell him' the petite girl stated, staring at the floor. 'Usually drugs stay in the blood for a couple of days, so I'm positive they'll find residues of it in my blood. Plus, a lot of my neighbours noticed you and your "stunning" car' she pronounced the last words with sarcasm.

'I see. I figured out this could happen, so I've taken some precautions...' Grimmjow said, narrowing his eyes and grinning cockily.

'Precautions...?' she began to ask.

'I've recorded all' Grimmjow cut her off.

'What?' the raven-haired girl managed to say, shocked.

'I've recorded it all' he repeated. 'Wanna watch it? My camera is in my bag'.

Until now, Rukia had been sure nothing worse could happen. Well, it could. And the proof was downstairs, in his backpack.

The slim girl felt her strength abandoning her and she had to sustain leaning against the wall.

'I'm dying to watch the part in which you... beg me to fuck you...' he continued relentlessly, towering over her. Gotcha, he thought, enjoying making her feel confused and helpless.

Rukia was breathing hard, feeling light-headed, her eyes widened and her hands clutching her towel. Grimmjow placed a hand on her head and faced her, still wearing his cocky smile. Her anger increased. She hated him.

'What do you want?' the Kuckiki girl asked, defeated, clenching her fists.

'Good girl. What I really want... is you' the tall and muscled guy revealed, placing his index finger under her chin, raising it up to meet her piercing indigo eyes. She quickly stepped back, colliding with the wall.

'Me? But you said earlier...'

'Don't worry, I won't force you to marry me, I lost interest on it, since you're mine now' Grimmjow said casually, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

'I am not yours!' Rukia protested indignantly.

He turned his back to her, heading to the stairs.

'If you reveal our little secret, a copy of our tape will be sent to your brother, and also I'll spread several copies through media' he threatened. 'I don't need to explain to you the impact it will cause in your brother's career, do I?'

'Why are you doing all this, Grimmjow? Why do you hate me so much?' the brunette girl asked in an unstable voice.

'Hate you? I do not hate you, idiot. I like you, that's why I wanna keep you close to me' Grimmjow assured, disconcerted by her questions.

'Liar' she spat with hostility.

'Huh?' He turned her head to look at her, raising an eyebrow, his smirk had vanished from his face. He wasn't expecting to be called "liar". Bastard, maybe, son of a bitch, ok, but liar?

'Liar' Kuchiki Rukia repeated louder. 'If you really liked me, you wouldn't make me suffer'.

Grimmjow felt waves of guiltiness again. He just wanted to have her, but wasn't sure about how to do it. She was stubbornly rejecting him, it was her fucking fault. That bitch... How could she make him feel so bad?

'Until the next time, shortie' Grimmjow said, leaving.

'You won't have me, Grimmjow. Physically, maybe, but I won't never ever reciprocate' he heard behind him.

'You've already given to me, Rukia... I'll send you a copy of our tape to prove you're wrong' the male said, closing the door behind him.

Rukia... You stubborn bitch...I'm gonna make you love me, and I'm gonna make you need me. I swear it.

She had lost the sense of time, looking at her in the mirror, trying to find any visible sign of her loss. Her purity had been taken, and what's even worse, she had actually enjoyed the way it had been stolen. The shame was overwhelming her again. Grimmjow... That bastard, he had her where he wanted to, she was in his hands now. What would happen if the video was discovered? She couldn't imagine such a disgrace and dishonour. Her brother would never be able to look at her; Renji would be so disappointed he probably wouldn't talk to her in the rest of his life; and her schoolmates... She didn't want to think about it. She had to get that tape. But how could she?

Kuchiki Rukia caught a glimpse of her black cat, but ignored it. The cat crossed the carpeted floor towards her and meowed, demanding attention.

'Yoruichi-san, where have you been? I haven't seen you since that bastard came to our house. Did he scare you, little one?' Rukia talked to the animal, stroking its back.

She sighed and decided there wasn't anything suspicious in her face or body. The petite girl had a mark of his sharp teeth in her shoulder blade, and all her body was aching, specifically between her legs... But nothing of this was noticeable, so she decided to talk to her brother, now that he was already home. If he had arrived a bit sooner... He would have found him still here. How embarrassing. Don't think about it, she commanded to herself.

Rukia sighed deeply before knocking the door of his brother's study. Yoruichi-san was behind her, rolling its tail while staring at her. Then, the cat decided there wasn't anything interesting there and left, walking elegantly through the corridor.

'Nii-sama, I need to tell you something...'

'Come in' he answered emotionlessly.

Rukia entered in his neat study, trying to keep her impassive mask. 'Just as he uses to do' she thought bitterly.

'Nii-sama, I have spoken to Grimmjow this afternoon'. She paused. Saying his name was painful. That bastard... 'He assured me you won't be fired and he doesn't want to marry me. It was all a stupid mistake'.

Byakuya was plainly staring at her, showing no emotions or signs of relief. Nothing. Rukia felt somewhat annoyed with him.

He nodded and waited for her to continue.

'We don't have to move to Karakura town, I know, but anyways... I would like to join Karakura's high school'

Kuchiki Byakuya raised an eyebrow slightly, his cold grey eyes fixed in her pale face. Rukia started to feel uneasy under his gaze, as if he was, somehow, guessing all the thoughts that were crossing her mind. She closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to clear her mind.

'Why would you want to attend that school Rukia?' Byakuya said, and the slender girl could swear she had detected a hint of curiosity in his tone. 'Isn't it the one you are currently attending well enough? If so, we can arrange a transfer to a better one...'

'No, it's not that, nii-sama... I just feel like. When I met the principal of that school the other day, I felt like I was home. And the school is so big and it has a dojo, and...' she didn't know what more she could say. It was far enough to keep The Bastard away, it was the main reason. But she couldn't say that.

'It is quite far away from our house, and Abarai not always would be able to take you there' Kuchiki Byakuya replied.

'I can take the train or the bus, it's not a big effort' she pointed.

Byakuya remained silent for a while, as if he was seriously debating her request.

'If you wish to attend Karakura high school, then I won't make any objections' her older brother finally decided.

Rukia smiled slightly. 'Thanks, nii-sama'.

Nel ran towards her big brother, cheerfully.

'Oni-chaaan, you're home!' she said, smiling widely.

'You're always so noisy, ain't you?' Grimmjow sighed, entering into the living room.

'Good evening, Aizen-kun' the baby-sitter greeted him.

'Will you call me Grimmjow someday, lady? You know I hate to be addressed by my surname...' the blue-haired guy scolded her.

'Ah, sorry Aiz... em... Grimmjow-kun' Hinamori corrected herself.

'Cool. Is my father here?' the blue haired man asked.

'No, he isn't. He had a meeting with Gin Ichimaru, so he will come back later' the petite woman replied, lifting Neliel in her arms and heading to the kitchen, while saying: 'Dinner time, little lady'.

'I'm not hunwy, Momo-chan! I wanna watch tv with Oni-chan' the toddler protested.

'I'm not gonna watch tv, brat, have your dinner and be a good girl'.

The tall man leaned on the couch, placing his powerful arms behind his head. Rukia... He couldn't stop thinking on her... 'I won't never ever reciprocate, tsk, bitch' he thought annoyed. Her words had affected him more than he wanted to admit.

Grimmjow glanced at his backpack and smiled maliciously. There it was their sex tape. He wanted to watch it, and he would probably do it later. He had put her on her place, finally, after all this time. She had been always acting as if she was better than him, and he had been untiringly trying to prove her how wrong she was. But no matter what he did, she was still thinking he was below her.

Memories began to flow until the day they first met...

'Otou-san, look! I've done two flips! Did you see me? Otou-san!' The blue haired kid was trying to get attention from the man who was speaking with an unknown person. He seemed annoyed when none of them turned to watch the feats he was managing to do in the swing sets. He kicked an empty can and stuffed his hands in the pockets.

'You shouldn't disturb adults when they're speaking' he heard behind him. He turned and saw a black haired little girl with huge violet eyes, staring at him inquisitive.

'And you are...' he wanted to know, adopting a hostile attitude towards the new arrival.

'I'm Kuchiki Rukia, pleased to meet you. Who are you, blue haired boy?' she asked.

'I'm Grimmjow. And my father is over there' he pointed at the two man standing beneath a huge tree.

'Ah, you're Aizen's son' the girl said, smiling. Grimmjow cocked an eyebrow and stared at her dismissively. His father was a famous company owner, so the girl was surely impressed. 'My nii-sama is speaking to him right now' she pointed at him, her eyes sparkling with pride. Grimmjow felt a bit jealous. If only his father could look at him with those prideful eyes... 'Grimm-chan, you have a weird hair, don't cha know?' Grimmjow would have found this especially offensive, since at school everyone made fun of his hair, but somehow he knew she wasn't pretending to insult him, she was just too honest and naïve. 'I have a friend who has orange hair, and I thought he had the weirdest hair ever, until I met you' she told him, smiling and gesticulating while she was talking.

'Kuchiki, how old are you?' he changed the subject, kicking the empty can again.

'I'm nine' she answered, clearly proud of herself.

'Haha, what a brat. I'm twelve already' he bragged, still kicking the can.

'Hmm, you're just three years older than me, Grimm-chan. And I bet I'm faster than you!'

'Ha! No way! Let's make a run and I'll show you, little girl'

Later that day, he would learnt that girl was from a noble family, the owners of Kuchiki corp. Due to the recent stock market crash, that company, as well as many others, was in the verge of bankruptcy, and with the legitimate owner dead, the heir of the company, a very young Kuchiki Byakuya, decided to sell the stocks and relay the company to a new owner. That owner would be his father, Aizen Sousuke, who had just made the preparations to buy the entire Kuchiki corp. And Byakuya, the new leader of the Kuchiki's clan, would work for him.

The girl he had known earlier that day, the one who had dared to win over him in a race, she wouldn't feel proud of his loser brother anymore. Yeah, surely she was crying aloud because his brother was now another employee of his famous father. He was a very rich employee, a noble, but an employee anyway. Little Grimmjow was eager to see that Kuchiki Rukia again and make fun of her, in exchange of the humiliation she had caused him in the park.

But almost three years passed until he could see her again...

'Oni-chan, oni-chan...' Grimmjow came back to reality and focused his eyes on his little sister, who had climbed through his body and was now sitting in his upper chest, her face was a few inches from his face, she was staring at him with his huge light brown eyes and drool was flowing down her chin, ending up on his face.

'You slimy brat! I warned you if you'd do that again I'll send you through the fucking window!' he shouted, jumping from the sofa and running after the green haired little girl.

'I'm sowy, oni-chan, but you weren't listening to me and I had to wake you up! Don't thow me thu the window, pwease, oni-chan'

'No one is going to throw you through the window, Neliel' they heard and turned to greet the new arrival.

'Otou-san! Welcome home!' the little girl welcomed, jumping on her father's arms.

'Good evening, Neliel. How was your day? Did you have fun with Hinamori-san?' the brown haired man asked her, smiling warmly at the baby-sitter, who lowered her gaze and blushed slightly.

'Yeees, she took me to the park after school!'

'I-I'll see you all tomorrow' the brown haired woman said shyly, grabbing her bag and waving at Neliel from the door.

Grimmjow crossed his arms over his chest, and leaned against the wall, staring at the creepy guy who was accompanying his father.

'My, Grimmy, ya are so grown up aren't ya?' the silver haired guy said to him.

Grimmjow raised an eyebrow, glancing at him.

'Who the hell are you?' he demanded.

'Ya have bad temper, haven't ya? And very bad memory. My name is Ichimaru Gin, and I'm a... collaborator who's been working with yer father for the last fifteen years' he informed, wearing a big smirk in his weird face. 'You were six when we first met...'

'Yeah, wha'ever. I don't fucking care' Grimmjow interrupted abruptly, he didn't want to speak about that time. He was six when his mother... The young man shrugged off, trying to get rid of his feelings.

'Grimmjow, why were you menacing your little sister?' he heard, and tilted his head aside to glance at his father.

'Your stupid little daughter was dropping drool in my freakin' face, what were you expecting, brat? Candies?' he replied annoyed.

'Oni-chan was staring into space and didn't pay me attention' Neliel said, sticking out her tongue.

'Well, well, your brother is in the age, but he won't harm you on purpose, so don't take him too serious, Nel' Aizen said, putting down her daughter.

'In the age? What the hell that means?' Grimmjow snapped, losing his patience.

'My, my, so ya are in love, aren't ya, Grimmy-kun?' the creepy guy mocked, still wearing his big smirk.

'S-shut the hell up! I can't freakin' stand you!'

'Grimmjow, watch your mouth, you don't want to appal our guest' his father gently warned him.

'Yeah, like I care' he stated sarcastically, after his father left the room, followed by a noisy Nel.

'So, how does she look?' the creepy guy asked.

'Huh?'

'The girl ya are in love with. How she looks?'

'Tsk, I'm not in love with anyone, moron, just mind your own fucking business' the blue haired male spatted. This guy... His smile was making him nervous. How does she look? Why the hell was he asking such a thing? Rukia looked like...

He tried to find the appropriate words, but that freaking song stuck in his brain for two days spoke for him. I try to find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful. Damn girl... 'Sexy bitch' he muttered, inadvertently, with a crooked smile.

'Excuse me?'

Grimmjow glanced at the grinning man. Definitely, he couldn't stand this man.

'Never mind' he replied, grabbing his backpack and heading to the stairs. Time to watch some sex tape.

Ah, Grimmjow and Gin hit it off, don't they? *sarcastic mode* hehe ^^

By the way, I got this song stuck in my head for three days now, and I find myself singing "Damn, she's sexy bitch, a sexy bitch, damn...", in the shower, while cooking, when tidying my room, while reading my notes... So I had to include it in my story as a desperate way to get rid of it... But to be honest, I haven't yet.

True story.