Wha been a week and while this chapter is quite long I apologize but the whole plot starts now…..
Good thing right?
I got over my block and everything's thought out I just have to put it down in chapters
That's the toughest part
I don't think this story will drag on for much longer and when complete it will be placed separately as its own story.
I have 1 more in the process which is about Stark and his love life during the same time span as this story, and another formulating about Byakuya and Renji which is also connected to this story in but just years prior.
Enjoy plz R&R
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CHAPTER ELEVEN
The three of us stood staring at the man who sat comfortably at a red mahogany desk and leather swivel chair. He eyed us over his scotch glass which he took cautious sips from every so often. He was supposedly a governor. Truth be told I don't know how he ever attained the position, he looked even more crooked then Aizen, totally untrustworthy. The man couldn't have been a day over 40 but his hair was solid grey. His eyebrows were in desperate need of plucking since they extended upward to his hairline, and he needed coloured contacts, seeing as his eyes were blood red. His fashion sense was even worse.
"So I take it you are Aizen's goons?" he asked finishing what was in his glass only to pour himself some more. At the remark Stark forced a smile and said.
"Aizen sent us here to persuade you on a matter if you feel a need to be persuaded."
"And did your beloved Aizen inform you on the matter?" the man asked with a smirk. We remained silent.
"So he doesn't trust you, hmm?"
"He doesn't feel the need to burden us with useless information." Stark retaliated.
"This matter is hardly useless, if all goes according to plan this could change the very bases of our civilization." He said getting up and walking over to look out his floor to ceiling windows, taking his scotch with him.
"I will comply, both of our success is dependent on the outcome. I'll keep my end of the deal, if Aizen can keep his." The three of us exchanged looks, whatever the 'matter' was it must be pretty damn serous. But I had a new found respect for this guy; he had balls standing up to a man like Aizen.
We walked out of the office a little disgruntled, sure we had done everything Aizen had asked us too, and sure he was going to co-operate, but I couldn't get a bad feeling out of my mind about that guy. And the way he had shooed us out like we were trash really pissed me off. Sure he had another appointment but that warranted no need for rudeness. Stark didn't seem bothered by it in the slightest, but then again he never seemed bothered by much. Walking down the hall the governors secretary motioned us too; we passed by a rather interesting man. When I say interesting I mean drop dead gorgeous, with an aura that demanded respect and insinuated fear. I guess this gentlemen was the appointment we were shooed away for. Seeing him I can understand why he was in a hurry to dispose of us, I mean this man was someone people just lived to be acknowledged by. Speaking of acknowledgment, the man gave no such thing, to us as we passed by. Not a glance no nothing, it's like we didn't exist. He almost pissed me off as much as Aizen. Stark seemed quite intrigued by the man and couldn't help a smile from forming on his lips. He gave a small chuckle and excused himself to go use the washroom. Me and Szayel followed but remained outside to wait. After all girls went to the bathroom in pairs to gossip, Guys didn't, seeing as it would be kinda awkward conversing while having out dicks hang out.
Five.
Ten.
Fifteen.
Twenty minutes later I was so fed up with waiting I was going to storm in there with and drag him out with his pants on or not. What could the lazy ass possibly be doing, even if he had to take a shit, it shouldn't have taken that long, and I didn't see him bring a book of any kind in there with him. I reached out to pull the door open when it came slamming into my face as a blushing red head came rushing out.
"Hey watch it man" I growled rubbing my injured nose while simultaneously holding the door open so I wouldn't be surprised in the same way again.
"Fuck off" he glared as ran off.
Coward.
Stark left the bathroom right after, chuckling to himself in a rather creepy way.
"What the fuck did you do?" I asked stating after the read head.
"I farted and I guess it smelt quite bad." he laughed. I didn't know if he was serious or not, but I didn't really want to know.
We were on our way to visit the last governor the others had proven to be quite easy. After a little bit of threatening and some damage mostly to property they were quick to see things our way. The past two weeks had been really bad. As it turned out the credit card Gin gave us had a limit, as most do but his was 1000 dollars a week! And with the three of us that barely covered the sleazy motel rates, gas and food. The worst part was we were all too cheap to use our own money, which I didn't know how to access regardless.
Feeling a great wave of relief wash over me when we pulled up to the last mans house. Which to all our surprise was quite modest compared to the others we've seen. It gave off a homey feel. It seemed as if happy memories were made here in both youth and adulthood. Stark parked the car behind a BMW hatchback. Glumly we each took a hand gun, equipped with a silencer. The man we were about to see had been left for last for a very good reason. His morality seemed un-corruptible. The only weakness he had seemed to be his family and friends. His 13 year old nephew, and his best friend since grade school. Stark and I were at least dreading the encounter, I wouldn't know about the freak in the back seat. We knew that in order to get this man to co-operate we would have to use the boy and the friend, or kill them all. I had a problem with that; I never intentionally hurt a decent human being before.
We walked up to the front door rapping quickly, eager to get this ordeal over with. A man answered, who I confirmed to be the governor. He had long white hair and a scratchy, rich voice that belonged to man who was fighting with his health for years. Regardless of his condition he proved to be a favorite among the state almost unanimously. People appreciated his down to earth ways and his modest personality. I felt unworthy to just stand on his welcome mat.
"Governor Ukitake?" Stark questioned even though we all knew it was in fact him.
"Yes, how can I help you?" he answered giving us a genuine smile. Which only made me feel even crappier about myself.
"We would like to discus some matters with you, regarding Aizen." at the mention of the name his smile fell and his face took on a somber look, almost sympathetic. I'm sure my face gave it away that I did t want to be here in this position anymore then he did.
"Please come on in." he said stepping aside and opening the door wider to invite us in. He led us to a living room that smelt like a fire had just gone out and apple pie. The embers were still an angry red in the fire place and an apple cinnamon air freshener sat by the open window. I felt disappointed; I had my hopes up that we would offer us a slice of pie while we talked, only to be dashed by a fucking febreze product. I love apple pie.
"I thought I made my opinion on the matter quite clear to Aizen last time we talked. Free health care would be very beneficial to this countries people."' I gawked at that; this is what all this was about was health care. I made my astonishment aware to them.
"This is all about fucking health care" I stammered. The governor looked at me crossly.
"Mind your language please, and yes. Aizen has requested me to vote against the free health care bill. I believe it is ridiculous that the very people who are against free health care have it free themselves. How can they know what it is like to have to sell everything short of their own soul to pay for medical expenses, when theirs are covered by the very government they support." he seemed deeply troubled by the idea of regular people suffering when the government officials lived with top of the line care. His reasoning was sound and I found myself supporting his argument only after such few words. After all he probably knew firsthand how hard medical expenses were to pay off.
"Although you are sound in your argument Aizen has given us specific orders to follow regardless of your reasoning." Stark spoke the words I could not, even though he didn't look too pleased about it. To make his point have a greater impact he pulled aside his jacket to reveal the hidden gun. Ukitake's eyes went wide at the gesture, he was about to speak when a voice behind us cut us off.
"Uncle…" a boy started as he walked in. He paused in the entrance when he saw there was visitor over. The governor's eyes grew even wider in terror as he feared for his nephew's life.
"I'm a little preoccupied at the moment Toushirou, maybe latter tonight?" he said regaining his composure quickly. The boy scowled and nodded before turning to leave keeping a wary eye on us the whole time.
We waited and say in silence till he heard a door slam upstairs. Ukitake seemed to have aged years in the past 20 minutes.
"If you would give me the liberty of taking the night to think it over I'll have your answer for you tomorrow." I knew we weren't allowed to leave the governors houses without a definite answer but I felt myself nod despite myself.
"We'll return tomorrow," I spoke up before anyone else had a chance. He seemed to relax at the words and a ghost of a smile appeared on his lips. I stood up handing him a matchbox with the hotel name on it over to him.
"We're staying here for the night, room 318, call if you decide earlier."'I said nodding and letting myself out. I got to the car and had to wait for Stark to unlock it. He emerged from the door shortly after me, dragging Szayel by the collar. The pink haired diva struggled and cursed, putting up a fight that was no match for Stark's superior strength. Stark unlocked the doors and threw Szayel in the back seat and climbed in after him just as the first drips of a storm came pouring down.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing!" Szayel screeched at the two of us.
"We're not suppose to leave until we have an answer." he reminded us. I glared at him I the rearview mirror but it was Stark who spoke.
"He seems to be a reasonable man, no need to be uncivilized in response." I thought that was a bunch of BS but it shut Szayel up so it worked regardless. On the ride back to the motel Stark kept glancing at me, but never said anything. I glanced back go see Szayel still conscious and pouting with arms crossed. I guess Stark didn't want to talk while he was awake, or had a chance of over hearing us.
I looked out the window only to be greeted by an old in the car next to us picking his nose with as much vigor as if he was 20 and fingering his girlfriend. It was quite disturbing. I looked past the monstrosity and my eyes fell on an adult entertainment store, with DVDs, books and toys for the lowest price around. So the sign claimed. I motioned for Stark to head over there. He arched an eye brow at my whimsical request but obliged. I ran in while the two of them stayed in the car out of the rain. The door chimed as it opened and a woman who was sitting at the counter glanced up from her magazine. She looked me up and down but then returned to her magazine, like she was use to seeing hotties like me in here all the time. I headed straight to the left back corner where they had same sex videos and I saw one that would be perfect for what I had in mind. The title read Ukes Revenge and underneath in a smaller font Dominators Dominated. I couldn't help a feral gin spread across my face. I grabbed it and threw it in a basket I had grabbed on my way in. I walked down the aisles browsing their merchandise, tossing things in my basket as I passed. When I headed to the check out I had a grand total of 3 DVDs, a couple strings of anal beads, an anal plug, a cock ring, a vibrator and a pair of leather handcuffs. I set the basket down on the counter and watched the women's face as she scanned the barcodes of my purchases. She smirked when she got to Ukes Revenge. I smirked back and raised an eyebrow in challenge. That's when I noticed the items displayed behind the counter. She followed by gaze.
"Are you interested sir?" I nodded.
"What colour?" I glanced at the arrangement of colour, they had bright orange, white, red, black, brown even a pale blue. I pointed.
"Black" I said and she grabbed it.
"Headsets sold separately." I growled at that thinking how ridiculous it was but agreed to buy them both. She rung it up I paid with Szayel's credit card that I had swiped when we left the motel. She packed it all in black bags so no one could snoop on what I had purchased. I guess costumers didn't want the twon to know what they had gotten, even though I'm sure the girl was quite the gossip girl if the way she was texting her friends on her blackberry gave any indication. I had no doubt that I would be mentioned in an upcoming conversation.
I ran back out to the car and jumped in soaking wet. The rain was coming down really hard now, it was hard to see while driving and if I had been at the wheel I would've pulled over to wait it out but Stark seemed unfazed by the down pour. Fifteen minutes later we were pulling in front of our motel. Once inside we all stripped out wet clothes and set them out to dry, and changed into something dry. Szayel was still pouting, and with the rain me and Stark couldn't simply go out for a walk to get away from him. I had figured as much. I pulled out the Ukes Revenge from my bag of goodies and presented it to the frowny face. He took it, read it over and looked up at me with a hopeful gleam in his eye.
"Ya reconsidering my offer?" he asked smiling at me and winking over his glasses. I busted out laughing I couldn't help it. I wondered if he ever got anyone to agree to go to bed with him when he did that.
"Sorry, you'll just have to settle for your hand tonight buddy." I said walking away to the set if chairs and small table on the other side of the room. Stark sat down as well, glancing back at Szayel who was already propped up against the beds headboard, remote in hand watching the multiple advertisements before the real fun started.
"You never seemed like one to plan ahead but I have to admit I'm impressed." Stark commented, keeping an eye on Szayel. We made small talk about nothing really important until we were sure Szayel was 100% occupied by his video. It didn't take long for him to have his cock in hand and start moaning.
"I don't wanna kill him" I said somberly looking out the window.
"You and me both" stark replied just as somberly.
"We don't have much choice though" he added. He was right of course. We had to do what Aizen said, I didn't want to feel his wrath. I had a feeling it would be the last thing I ever encountered. The only way to get around killing the government official was if he just agreed to do what we asked, I had my doubts he would though. It was all up to the governor, I hoped against all odds he would make the right choice making both our lives easier.
The phone rang breaking my train of thought, I sighed getting up to pick it up. When I did I turned my back to Szayel who was thoroughly enjoying himself.
"yo"
"… its governor Ukitake… is this the blue haired gentleman I talked with earlier?" he questioned at this I realized we never did introduce ourselves.
"Ummm ya it's Grimmjow" I said looking over to Stark mouthing who it was. He nodded but his attention returned to the occupant of the bed behind me.
"Excellent, I was wondering if we could have a word?" he asked I could almost hear the smile in his voice.
"Alone?"
"Is that a problem?" I didn't quite like the idea of meeting anyone alone after all who knew what this man was capable of.
"No problem" I found myself replying.
"Great, I'll expect you in half an hour" he said hanging up. I hung up as well not really sure how that worked out. I looked over to Stark who was in turn looking at me expectedly.
"I'm going out for a bit" he nodded throwing me the keys.
"Fill me in later" I didn't say anything to that, depending on what we talked about, I would deem it appropriate later to talk to him. I still didn't trust him completely; after all he was working for Aizen. A far louder moan grabbed my attention. I turned around to see Szayel still masturbating; only this time he had his pants around his ankles and had 3 fingers pumping in and out at a rapid pace. His shirt was pushed up to reveal his flat abdomen, along with a bruised nipple; he must've been playing with it earlier. Dotting his stomach was semen, he must've come once or twice already. His face was flushed and his eyes closed, the AV forgotten. I glanced back at Stark and he seemed quite transfixed. It had been awhile for all of us. We were all horny and this was the first good demonstration we had in weeks maybe longer.
"Careful, I'm sure he's the clingy type be ready to commit or make your intentions clear from the beginning" I said warning him and walking out. He was already moving towards the bed when I closed the door.
Governor Ukitake and I were walking through his garden admiring the beauty of the drying rain drops on the flowers and their leaves. We had been silent for awhile neither sure where to start.
"I've contacted the FBI and I was talking to an agent." I could feel myself tense at those words; this was the last thing I expected.
"I've informed them that there are individuals being pressured to veto the health care bill." not good I stopped in my tracts; my rage was clearly evident on my face because the governor took a step back fear in his eyes. Through the fear determination was still evident.
"I assume you are only acting on Aizen's behalf, he must have something on you. Regardless of your reasons the FBI and the secret service have been after Aizen for quite a few years the only thing they were lacking was an inside man." was he serious? He wanted me to be a spy! Aizen would probably suspect as much, I know he didn't trust me and I couldn't risk the life of Ulquiorra. When I remained silent the man sighed as of the words he was going to say next pained him.
"You can either agree or you along with your other two companions will be arrested tried and sentenced to death." I felt my eyes go wide and jaw drop at this. He was serious it was written all over his face. I hate fucking politics and politicians they were all wicked evil human beings interested in only bettering their positions. It was naive of me to think this man was any different.
"What the fuck do you want me to do?" I snapped.
"Language please" he sighed.
"Fuck you" I growled. He sighed, as if understanding where my anger coming from.
"Please you have to understand where I am coming from. People deserve to live without having to worry about running out of their retirement savings if they ever fall ill."
"I have no problem with the fucking health care. Do you realize what type of man Aizen is he made me fight till I was almost dead so he could measure my strength, I will be risking everything to help you out here, my life, my friends', my lovers." I growled not bothering to hide the desperation in my voice
"Sometimes sacrifices must be made for the greater good."
"Sacrifices! Why do I have to be the one to sacrifice everything? What have you sacrificed? I could just kill you right now and it'll be like this conversation never happened."
"Then you will be sent to prison, FBI agents are surrounding the premises." he sighed exasperated.
"That's a better fate then what I'll receive for crossing Aizen." he didn't wait for me to confirm that I would co-operate and it jut pissed me off even more but I had little choice, I wasn't going to last much longer without Ulquiorra.
"I will agree to veto the health care bill for the time being. You will return to Aizen and do whatever he has you do, keeping us informed of his movements, who's he close too, who his enemies are what illegal things is he up too. Everything you deem to be significant, when we have enough evidence collected he will be arrested, you will be put in witness protection. It will be like neither you or your lover will have ever existed."
"That's the plan eh" I sighed not liking it very much after all when has anything gone according to plan.