Teal and Orange
By: Confusion No Hime
Author Notes:
Ooohhh… another crazy, hellish week but I'm glad I survived it. One of the greatest reasons is because… the last chap got so many reviews! Woohoo! Thank you very much to those peeps that made it possible! Anyhow, I still think that this chapter sucks because I rushed it, again. So if you'll notice any typo or grammar errors, I would really appreciate if you'll point it out.^^
Thank You Corner:
Happygirl24, amnethyst-emerald, Yoshimara, Bonnenuit, vanity-issues, Evanescenceangel18, Seiri-sama, Yuki-chan55, Akagi- HS, ichigo-kurokawa, freakypetachick, queen86, saiXKos-Mos, sexykakashi99, shillana, Nosferatu523 and akatsukixdeixhi.
And also, very big thanks to CRAVE-THE-RAVE for helping me out on this chapter and for giving me ideas about Germany and the story as well. Thank you very much!
Anyhow, this chap will tell something about Grimmy's past and will actually focus more on him. Anyway, please tell me what you think and please, NO FLAMES! Hope you enjoy!
Warnings:
Yaoi, male to male, bad language, bad grammar, cheesiness and extreme OOCness so don't complain about the characters being OOC because I already warned you.
Disclaimer:
I still wish I own Bleach.
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Chapter 9: Past the Past
GRIMMJOW JEAGERJAQUES
"Really? We're going to Berlin, Papa?" I remembered myself asking my father thirteen years ago.
I was having dinner with my father, my mother and Gerhardt when my father announced that we will be travelling to Berlin to celebrate my younger brother's birthday. I remembered we jumped up and down from excitement when father already showed us the plane tickets.
We lived in Bonne, the 19th largest city in Germany. It was a beautiful place and living there was like a dream. My father was a government employee while my mother was a curator in the Bonn Museum of Modern Art. We don't travel much since my parents were always busy, so hearing that news from my father was the coolest news me and Gerhardt had ever received.
"I want to go to the zoo there! I want to see the big panda I saw on TV the other day!" Gerhardt squealed.
"I want to see lions and tigers and panthers!" I shouted excitedly.
Our parents just nodded in agreement.
After three days, we were already in Berlin. We stayed in this really elegant hotel and would be enjoying the perks of its luxurious services for five days. In the first day of our stay, we immediately explored the whole city. We enjoyed the sight of the tasteful art work painted on the remains of the Berlin Wall and the crowded markets that sells different kinds of stuff. I remember buying this really cool one- thousand piece puzzle set. On our second day, we went to Museum Island where my mom has been dying to go. The place was pretty cool, lots of interesting things and not to mention, lots of different museums. For my mother, it was probably a paradise, probably for Dad too but for me and Gerhardt it was pretty boring. On the third day of our vacation, it was my brother's birthday and on that special day, my parents decided to take us to The Berlin Zoological Garden where we saw lots of cool animals like this really big Panda Gerhardt was so excited to see .
That day was the greatest, happiest day of my life and I wish it would never end but…
Evening, we were on our way back to the hotel using the car Dad rented from the hotel's car rental service. We were driving on the high way and everything was fine; we were cheerfully talking about the weird animals we saw today at the zoo, when bright lights suddenly blinded my eyes, then a loud crash. At that time, my eyes were shut tight. I didn't know what was really happening but I can feel the pain in my head and in my body as the car swerved uncontrollably and another loud crash was heard.
Everything suddenly faded to black.
I had no idea what happened but when I opened my eyes, I found myself now blinded by the light coming from a lamp post. I gasped when I realized the glasses on the windows were shattered and some pieces of it were buried deep in my arms. The car was in no normal shape, the sides were destroyed and looking at it was really horrifying. I tried to move, a pained groan escaping me as agonizing pain in my legs and torso rushed through me. It hurts a lot so I started crying.
"D-dad… M-mom…" I called with a broken voice but there was no answer. There was only silence then the distant sound of sirens. I cried some more, called my parents', then my brother's, but there was no response. Fear and shock rushed through me as the frightening realization that we just got into an accident and my family was probably dead finally sank inside my head.
I screamed. "Dad! Mom! Gerhardt!"
I screamed some more, cried for their names, but silence still answered me. I tried to get up from my awkward position, biting my lip in pain as I finally sat up and looked around. My breath got caught in my throat as I saw Gerhardt on the other end of the back seat, lying with his head on the floor and his feet on the seat. Though it was extremely painful, I tried to crawl towards him. I had to make sure; I have to know if he's okay.
"G-Gerhardt…" I croaked as I placed my hand on his cheek and tapped him. "Gerhardt… Gerhardt… wake up."
The pain in my body grew stronger, and I also felt this indescribable pain inside my chest that made tears spill from my eyes like a waterfall.
Gerhardt wasn't answering.
He didn't open his eyes.
I slowly and shakily slid my hand to his chest and bit my lip harder, so hard that I can taste my own blood when I didn't feel any heart beat there.
Gerhardt… Gerhardt was…
"Dad! Mom!" I shrieked as I forced myself to stand up to look at the front seat. The strength and courage I gathered suddenly draining as the sight of my parents' face covered in blood greeted me.
No…
No…
They're not dead… right?
They're…
They're…
The sirens came closer and closer, bright lights of red and blue flashed everywhere and the sound of people's voices filled the once quiet surroundings as I cried quietly at the backseat with blood on my hands.
The incidents after that was a blur, like a nightmare where everything was slowly moving and everything was excruciatingly painful. In the accident, I was the only one who survived. My parents and Gerhardt was dead and I was left with nothing. After the funeral, I found out that my parents had no known relatives so I was sent to an orphanage where I stayed for six months.
And it was six more months of shit. I was with people I didn't want to be with and with people who always looked at me with pity in their eyes. I hated it. At that time, I still couldn't accept the fact that I'm alone, I'm an orphan and I am pitiful. I always missed my family, always imagined that they were still with me, and always wished that I should've also died with them so I wouldn't have to feel this pain, this hell.
I planned to escape from the orphanage but the day before I could even do it; I was already adopted by a tall, handsome man with brown hair and serene eyes and smile. To others, he looked like an angel, a kind man, but to me, he looked like the devil in an angel's disguise.
I would never ever forget the first thing he said to me, when I first met him.
"You're now my sixth son, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques."
The words brought chills down my spine but at that time, all I could do was glare and scowl at him.
I was brought to this ridiculously large mansion where I met five more kids who's an orphan just like me. Dislike was practically radiating from them, but I didn't care. At that time, all I could think about was the new life I'm supposed to live now.
I continued to live, learned the fact that I was adopted to serve the man who took me away from the orphanage. I endured hell, learned how to be ruthless, and trained how to kill people and enemies that will threat Las Noches' interests. At that time, it seemed that my only purpose to live was to live for Aizen.
But…
***
"Grimmjow…"
The sound of Szayel's ugly voice woke me up from my horrible dream. I instantly scowled at him the moment I opened my eyes. I was still inside the limo, which means I must've fallen asleep while we were on the way to Las Noches' headquarters.
A smirk curved up the pink-haired bastard's lips. "We're home, Grimmy-chan."
I just grunted and immediately pushed him away as I realized his fucking beautiful face was hovering above mine. I immediately slid out of the luxurious car and was greeted by a couple of maids and butlers dressed in their standard black and white uniforms. They were lined up like soldiers in the front door. Obviously, they were waiting and were ready for our arrival.
I sharply took a deep breath in irritation and quickly walked past them, ignoring their greetings. I never was a big fan of grand entrances like that. I strode inside the still ridiculously huge mansion only to be greeted by people I didn't wanna see at that moment. I scowled even more as three pairs of eyes gazed at me.
"It's been a long time Grimmjow." Nnoitra Jiruga, a thin, tall man with long black hair and large teeth greeted sarcastically. He was Aizen's fifth adopted child.
"Welcome home, Grimmjow." Halibel, a tall blond woman with tanned skin, huge breasts and sexy body greeted reservedly. She was Aizen's third adopted child. You can say she's kind of like my older sister though she doesn't really act as one.
"Welcome back, Grimmy!" Yammy, a very big, ugly man with a huge nose and no brains greeted me enthusiastically. Believe it or not, he is only fucking twenty years old, but because of his large frame, he looks way too older than all of the people in the family complained, and he's the tenth adopted son.
He is the living proof that Sosuke Aizen, all time bastard of the 21st century is an idiot.
"Thanks for the warm welcome." I shot back sarcastically. "I'm tired. I'm going to my room so don't fucking disturb me." I declared as I purposely walked towards the stairs, ignoring all of them as well.
I didn't want to be with these people. As much as possible, I wanted to stay away from them, especially from Nnoitra. He's like the fifth most despicable guy in this twisted family.
Speaking of which, the bastard just let out this maniac laugh as if I just cracked a joke. The irritation I was feeling doubled and I just couldn't stop it, so I paused from walking and looked back, glaring at the piece of shit standing at the foot of the stairs.
He gave me this taunting look, like the shithead that he is; he was picking a fight with me. "I heard of that thing ya did there little brother. I have to say it was pretty amazing, but stupid." He teased.
I just smirked at him. I wouldn't give him the joy of seeing my face twisting in anger at what he said. I was kind of expecting it after all, but still, it's annoying. "So the news amused you huh?"
"Of course, and it will amuse me till the day I die."
The smirk on my lips widened. Though I was acting like I'm all cool and stuff, images of how to kill Nnoitra was playing inside my head. I really, really wish I could kill him.
"I was shocked to find out about that too. It was good that Aizen-sama didn't kill you for what you did." Yammy suddenly commented out of nowhere.
Really. Death intentions were already laying thick on me and fucking Yammy just had to butt in. It just made my situation worse and I can't believe that I have to put up with these shitheads for a year.
Fuck it! God must really hate me.
"Yeah, good thing for me but bad for him, because he just dug his own grave." I said coolly before I turned my back on them and continued walking up the stairs. I didn't really intend to say that, it just slipped. But I meant it. I just had to wait for the right time to kill that bastard Aizen and escape from him.
Nnoitra's annoying laugh echoed inside the entire house. It was slowly getting into me, but I chose to pay no attention to it. I will get my hands on him… one of these days.
I turned right and walked down the hall. The mansion in Japan was nothing compared to this fortress here in Germany. I stopped at the sixth door on the right and opened it. Slowly taking a deep breath, I allowed myself to slump back on the door and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Alone again…
…
…
…
Ichigo…
***
I took a short nap after that and when I woke up, I was greeted to the vision of Halibel hovering above me, wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy underwear. I quickly shot up in shock and pushed her off of me. I think I pushed her too hard because she would really fell off of the bed if she hadn't taken hold of my left arm.
"What the fuck are you doing here, you bitch?" I growled as I glared daggers at her.
She just blinked at me and gave me this supposed innocent look. "I just want to be with my little brother." She replied with her deep but soft voice.
This is why I can't treat Halibel as a sister, because she acts more of a sex-starved chick han a fucking family member.
"Get out!" I hissed at her.
She just looked at me with this ridiculous expression on her face as if I'm crazy and crossed her arms under her gigantic breasts. Frankly speaking, no normal guy would ever, ever turn down Halibel. I mean she's hot and is fucking good in bed, and yes, we had done it a couple of times before, but now…
"So, you really had it in you." She uttered flatly.
"What?" I asked, acting innocently.
"Love. You really are in love, Grimmjow." She answered.
I just took a deep breath and looked away from her. I didn't really know what to say. As I've said, I'm not good when it comes to expressing some certain emotions.
"With a man, right?"
"Yep." I quickly answered. There's really no reason to deny it.
"And an enemy, right?"
"Yep."
She was quiet for a moment, just looked at me, and then she laughed. "I can't fucking believe it!"
I quickly snapped my head at her and scowled. "Well, believe it bitch 'coz I can't even believe it myself!" I shot back.
She just ignored the death glares I threw at her and continued laughing then she stopped, and without warning, she quickly pushed me on the bed, laid on top of me and smashed our lips together. She slipped her tongue inside, probing inside my mouth as she tasted me.
I didn't do anything, I didn't stop her. I just laid there and let her kiss me. I didn't do anything when her hands started creeping inside my pants. I didn't do anything when her hands slowly touched my limp member. And I didn't do anything when she started pumping me and started kissing my neck.
Man, she was REALLY good.
That is what I would've thought if I was still the same man who easily gets aroused by this woman's touch but I'm not. I'm not that kind of man anymore.
She suddenly pulled away and looked down at me. Amusement was gleaming in her eyes and I couldn't understand why she was looking at me like that. "I hate him." She whispered.
I raised a questioning eyebrow. "What?"
"I hate him, the man you're in love with. You can't get it up because of him."
I just smirked.
"Is he good?"
"No."
"Who topped?"
"Me."
"Was it fun?"
"The best time of my life."
"How many times did you do it?"
"Only once."
She smirked. "You're pathetic."
"Blame it on Szayel."
She chuckled as she removed herself off of me and went for the door. Her round ass bouncing seductively as she walked. "Well, good night then Grimmjow." She said as she opened the door. She was about to go out but she stopped and looked back. "Be ready tomorrow morning, at around seven."
I blinked at her. "Why?"
"We will meet up with your brother tomorrow." She answered with a small smile and closed the door behind her.
***
Morning, seven-thirty. Me, Halibel and Szayel were waiting inside a car with dark tinted windows. The vehicle was parked across the street where a private school was located. It's the school where my brother studies.
According to the information Szayel have, Gerhardt usually arrives at school at around seven forty-five, but he doesn't go inside immediately. He waits beside the gate for a good five minutes before going inside. As to what purpose why he always waits, Szayel didn't tell me but I don't give a damn. All I want is to see my brother with my own eyes, see if he's really alive.
I looked at my watch for the umpteenth time. Seven forty. He'll be coming any minute now and the anticipation dwelling inside my gut was increasing rapidly. I wanted to fidget, to twist and turn but I stopped myself. I don't have any plans to look like an idiot in front of Szayel and Haibel.
We waited a few minutes more when a tall figure appeared at the left side of the building.
I was having it, a heart attack as I looked at the image of a young man in a school uniform with soft blue hair and deep cerulean eyes.
Holy shit.
Those eyes… I remember those eyes so well, those eyes that used to look at me with brotherly love and adoration. Fuck it! He really is Gerhardt!
Gerhardt stood beside the gate just like what Szayel said. His eyes were darting here and there, searching for something or someone. He was obviously waiting for someone, but I didn't care at that time, two thoughts were currently plaguing my mind.
One, to get out of the fucking car and go to him.
Two, to kill everyone inside the car and go to him.
Keeping your cool at a time like this was hard; I knew I was losing it if my shaking body was any indication but… I knew once I choose either of those two, my problem would just get bigger. And besides, Gerhardt doesn't know anything. He doesn't remember his past or me, he's now living a good peaceful life with new parents who seemed to treat him well so… do I really want to drag him into this hell I'm in?
"Ah, he looks exactly like you Grimmy-chan, only younger." Szayel commented in the front seat.
"I wonder if he digs older women." Halibel said as she too, looked interestingly at my brother.
I shot her a glare. "Don't even think about it." I warned then looked at him again.
She just shrugged.
We just looked, watched and observed as the young man standing at the other side of the street waited innocently. After a few minutes, a smile spread on his lips and his features suddenly brighten up. It didn't take us a long time to know the cause of that wondrous reaction because a young beautiful girl with long orange hair and brown eyes suddenly approached him and kissed him on the cheek.
Fuck.
Gerhardt has a girlfriend and she has effing orange for a hair.
Orange.
Teal and orange…
Ichigo…
Szayel whispered something I couldn't make out and Halibel smirked. "I guess that answers my question." She said with a fake scorn.
Gerhardt and the girl finally went inside; their bodies close, their hands tangled with each other and the sight brought more pain to me.
Gerhardt was really happy now.
He doesn't need me.
He didn't have to deal with this shit I'm into.
I tore my eyes away from him and tried to act cool. "Let's go." I huffed.
Szayel raised an eyebrow, but he still had this amused expression on his face. "Okay." He said. "Come on, let's go." He instructed at the driver, who quickly followed.
The vehicle was already a few blocks away from the school when Halibel said something.
"I just noticed you and your brother have a thing for people with orange hair."
It was a stab on the chest, a direct gunshot to the heart. It was a simple comment and yet, its effects were terribly painful.
Orange head…
Now that she mentioned it, she is kinda right… only that Gerhardt is free and I'm not.
Ichigo…
It seems like getting you back is… now impossible.
I can't risk Gerhardt's safety and happiness. I couldn't possibly take all of those good things from him just to be with Ichigo.
I'm sorry… Ichigo.
***
After that day, I was allowed to check my brother out every other day as long as Szayel or Halibel would babysit me. Being with them was always crazy and annoying but I didn't have any choice.
Days turned into weeks, then into months… time passed by too slowly for me but I managed. It has been hard, putting up with the family, with Aizen and this pathetic feeling of helplessness, but I survived.
It was now a year since I left Japan but my heart and memories were still there, with Ichigo. I sometimes asked Aizen to let me go back to Japan but my requests were denied. He said I didn't have any concrete purpose to go back but I know he just wanted to torture me.
And thus my boring life in this fucking big of a mansion continued, until…
I was practically lounging in the garden, with a can of beer, laid back relaxingly on a couch when Nnoitra ruined my personal moment of peace. As always, he has this maniac look on his face and I know he's not going to do anything good but annoy the shit out of me.
"Fuck off, Jiruga." I told him as he stood beside me with his arm crossed over his chest.
One more step, take one more step and I'll definitely had you flying out of my sight, I thought to myself.
He just smirked and looked meaningfully at me.
"Hey, do you already know the good news?" He said.
"What good news?" I asked, sounding uninterested though I was really curious.
"Aizen wants you back in Japan."
I shot up in shock as excitement suddenly filled my chest. I didn't miss the arrogant look on Jiruga's face from my reaction but I didn't care, all I know was that I was happy.
"It's about time." I said as I tried to act like my usual self again.
"Maybe he wants you to witness it."
I looked at Noitra with confused eyes. "Huh? Witness what?"
He laughed. "You really have no idea, huh?"
Irritation suddenly flared up inside me. I really hate it when people know something that I didn't know. "What do you fucking mean?"
"Eh? Really no idea?" He teased.
"I'm not gonna fucking ask if I know you goddamn retard!" I snapped.
"Well, Seiretei's heir is going to get engaged next week."
…
…
…
…
Kill me.
…
…
For the love of God, someone please kill me.
Ichigo? Engaged?
Kill me now so I wouldn't have to feel this shitty feeling!
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Author Notes:
Aargh! It sucks right? You can definitely cut my hands for doing this to Grimmjow! Aaargh! Grimm and Halibel? What the hell am I thinking?! And Ichigo engaged to that damn Inoue? What is Grimmy gonna do?!! Waaaaahhhh! Anyhow, please tell me what you think if you still want me to continue this shit I'm writing. Thank you!*^^*
