Disclaimer:I don't own bleach, nor the song 'Last Resort' by Papa-Roach.
Warning: a LOT of swearing...well what have you expected, it IS Grimmjow Ja..ger..jaques?....dammit, why couldn't Tito Kubo came up with more 'writible'--- ....ho...never mind 8D! we all love these names, right?! like Nnoitora and Aaru...onieru and..Ulkiorra...Ulkuiorra?.....yeah. I said never mind.
....Just glad I don't need to write 'Neliel To Odvershvank'...............does anyone knows the names origins beside Spanish?..just curious.
Cut my life into pieces,
This is my last resort,
Suffocation,
No breathing,
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding..
"Why that....fucking Nnoitora........" Laying in his small pull of blood and distress, Grimmjow didn't even tried to get up. The only evidence of him trying to keep on living were the bandages on his upper body to throat.
He didn't remember taking care of his wounds himself, only the black-out for what seemed like eternity and then waking up.
But the pain was still there.
This is my last resort..
"...The hell with it. What's the point anyway........"
Cut my life into pieces,
I've reached my last resort,
Suffocation,
No breathing,
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding,
Do you even care if I die bleeding?
Would it be wrong,
Would it be right,
If I took my life tonight,
Chances are that I might.
Mutilation outta sight,
And I'm contemplating suicide!
'Admit it Grimmjow Jaegerjaques; ya lost.'
You. Lost. The king lost.
'Ya-the-king had freaking lost a in battle - to Human non the less -' "I KNOW THAT!"
"...Great, now I'm yelling at myself."
Cuz I'm losing my sight,
Losing my mind,
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine..
Losing my sight,
Losing my mind,
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine...
"So what's now?..."
'The so-called Lion-king had lost a battle, and now he's week. Doesn't even have the strength to get up.'
Why?
Wasn't he strong enough?
'What are you fighting for, Grimmjow? what reason do you even had for fighting?'
I never realized I was spread too thin,
Till it was too late,
And I was empty within.
Hungry,
Feeding on chaos,
And living in sin,
Downward spiral, where do I begin..;
It all started when I lost my mother,
No love for myself,
And no love for another,
Searching to find a love up on a higher level,
Finding nothing but questions and devils.
"Ch! reason my ass! I don't need a fucking reason to get stronger-"
'Reason are motivation. A Shinigami substitute have had beaten ya, and ya know why?'
"The hell would I know something like this!"
'Oh, but ya do know that Kitty-Kat, all livin' creatures are have something they're treasure -and few ain't like their friends at risk's clutches.'
"What, getting strong to protect? Bullshit-"
'-That had gotte' ya crawling on four paws. Still think it's bullshit?'
The Espada groaned in sigh, closing his eyes. "I don't fucking need this right now..."
' Ar' ya sure of that? it may get ya a new cause for fighting.'
"My reason for fighting is living. If I'd lost that-"
Cuz I'm losing my sight,
Losing my mind,
Wish somebody would tell me in fine..
Losing my sight,
Losing my mind,
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine..
Nothing's alright
Nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying..
I'm crying..
I'm crying..
I'm crying..
I'm crying...
".......So get stronger, it's that simple. Find another reason to do that."
I -cant -go -on -li -ving -this -way...
Yeah.... "Yeah, it is simple..maybe I will..."
Cut my life into pieces,
This is my last resort,
Suffocation,
No breathing,
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding..
"You know, you repeat that a lot lately."
"It's just the second time!"
Yeah....wait. What?
Opening his eyes and diverting his gaze from the dark dusty skies that were revealed on the doom's top, Two view-point-tall figures came to the Arrancar'a field of vision and he blink, staring with blank expression.
"No, you're not hallucinating. Now get up; I've got no intention of carrying you, you know."
"You what?! Kurosaki-"
Would it be wrong,
Would it be right,
If I took my life tonight,
Chances are that I might,
Mutilation outta sight,
And I'm contemplating suicide..
"Kurosaki?! -the hell you're doing here?"
Ichigo sighed, rolling his eyes. "Picking you up? now come one, we haven't got the all day -it is a day, right?" He murmured, looking around and up to the weird sight of half day-night, produced by the broken light-blue doom and the huge hole on top of it showing the real sky of Hoecu-Mundo.
"I don't need any pity from you, Shinigami!" The blue-haired Arrancar barked.
"What pity?!" Snored the said Shinigami and waved his hands. "We're just gonna use you to beat Aizen. Or you're actually saying that you don't want to kick the bastards ass?" He was smirking down to him.
"....I can do it myself. Don't need the help of a piss of shit like you, carrot-top!'"
Ichigo's patience was gone. The strawberry-head-carrot-top suddenly clutched the Arrancars collar, bringing him up face to face.
"You just said that your reasong for fighting is surviving, But it really didn't do you any good, now did it?! as much as I can see, you're laying face-down with mouth full of shit -really pathetic if you ask me. You know what's more pathetic? sticking to your so-called-pride while not even trying to get up! You're that week?!"
"Shut your fucking mouth Kurosaki! Who you think you're talking too?! I'm not week-"
"Then stand up and prove it!" At that Ichigo released the collar and Grimmjow fall back to the ground.
Cuz I'm losing my sight,
Losing my mind,
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine..
Losing my sight,
Losing my mind,
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine!
Nothing's alright,
Nothing is fine,
I'm running and I'm crying..
"And you're coming with us -that's not a question." Ordered Ichigo, ignoring any protest from both Ishida and Grimmjow. "By the way, where's Nel?.. I'll be back in a sec'."
And with that he was gone, simply left the Quincy with the sexsta Espada.
They stared at each other.
"...I freaking hate Shinigami." Growled the Arrancar, trying to raise himself on his feet.
"Same here."
Grimmjow stared at the Quincy. "The hell you're talking about? aren't you his friend 'r something?!"
Ishida poked his glasses. "I am a Quincy." He said with full seriousness.
"........Whatever..."
Watching the blue-haired Arrancar trying to get up, Ishida poked his glasses again and sighed.
"Don't get this personal if we suddenly decide to just ditch you here after all that. I'm afraid that Kurosaki is out of his little mind in the current moment..." He half-said-half-mumbled, sweat-dropping with a corner of his mouth twitching in a smirk.
"Non taken." Growled the Kitty, using his sword as a walking stick.
"...And same here too; Kurosaki is out of his little mind...helping me?! the hell is he thinking about?..."
"He's not."
"....Oh."
I -cant -go -on -li -ving -this -way..
"You're up? then come on."
Cant go on..
"ITSUGO~..--carry me, I'm tired, I can't walk-" bump "Ahh... Grimmjew-zama too, it zeemz."
Living this way..
-Grin- "need help?"
Nothing's all...-
-Grin- "Sure....Screw you!"
-RIGHT!
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"By the way, Grimmjow-san...did you had these wounds taken care of bu you?...You don't seem like a person to be a medic..."
There was one thing that Grimmjow hadn't managed to figure out.
"Beats me. And drop that 'San', will ya? it's weird..."
Was it his mind speaking to him?....or another person was there with him before Kurosaki got there?...
Perhaps...The same one who had bandaged him...?
Zeemz: seems..but it's nel so ":D..and grimJEW...nel ||D.... and Grimmjow-SAN is Ishida, guess it's kinda obvious then... (I did managed to publish a video 8D YEY ME~! ...p.s: if the next chapter will take more then a month to get here, that means computer problems, not abandonment.
p.s 2: what DOES P.S. stands for?._.