Chapter 12

12th chapter, I just want to thank all the people who have read this far I really appreciate it. I really hope I'm keeping up with your expectations, and I hope you enjoy this chapter. :3 and I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while.

Ulquiorra had stayed up all night, and now he lay on his couch with a headache. He had played the song eleven times through, after each writing down a few ideas, played it again, then violently scribbled out his previous ideas. Ulquiorra was rubbing his temples, and swinging his legs over the arm of the couch to take a break for a little while. Another thought came to him and he bolted upright, grabbing his notepad. As he got half way through writing down the thought he scribbled it out, tore off the page, waded it up, and tossed it in a random direction.

"Son of a bitch! Why is this song so hard to name!?" The ebony haired boy growled.

He groaned as he leaned back into his couch. He never had this much trouble naming his other pieces. Ulquiorra rose with a sigh, grabbing his cup as he walked into the kitchen. He poured himself another cup of coffee not bothering to add milk this time, and grabbed a bottle of ibuprofen sitting on the counter. Pouring himself a few of the small pills he swallowed them with the coffee, and closed the bottle up again.

He sat there for a few minutes, finishing his coffee and waiting for the medicine to start working. Afterwards he decided it was time to get ready for the day, he left his empty coffee cup on the counter and made his way to the bathroom. A hot relaxing shower sounded good today so he switched the hot water on to the desirable temperature, then made his way into his room stretching his cramped fingers. It's there he realized he was thinking about Grimmjow again.

This had happened the entire night, pressing on his mind. The ebony haired man shook his head as he reached his dresser. He pulled out a pair of camouflage pants, a studded belt, black elbow length gloves with the fingers cut off, boxers, and black socks. He looked at his shirts and chose slower. He wanted to wear something Grimmjow would like, and since he guessed Grimmjow was a little bit of a perv, he chose an older shirt.

He reached down and pulled out a black muscle shirt with fishnet sleeves that stopped half way between his shoulder and elbow. It had an image of a cracked grey heart with a bandage holding the two halves together in the center. He hadn't worn this shirt in a while so he knew it was small. As he closed his drawer he heard his screaming ring tone, letting him know there was a text message. Ulquiorra read the clock, it read 12;30.

He walked over and left his clothes in the bathroom before walking to the small table by the door, and grabbed his phone. The front read one text message, Ulquiorra grabbed the phone. His dad didn't know how to turn on a computer let alone how to text, that's why he got other people to do it for him. Ulquiorra opened the phone and read who it was from, a smile creeping over his lips. It read;

Hey Ulqui, can I come over?

Grimmjow

Ulquiorra bit his lip, he wasn't all that good with texting.

Sure

After a few moments the phone erupted again, and Ulquiorra read the message.

Couldn't stop thinking of u last night had the best dream.

Ulquiorra blushed and smiled.

Don't really want 2 kno do I?

Not if u don't want to be damaged

Pervert

Sorry babe can't help it

Why not?

Because you're sweet innocent sexy & all mine

Ulquiorra's blush darkened as he read on.

Wat do I say 2 that?

Nothing, just show me when I get there

How would I show u?

Surprise me

That helps ///

I'll be there in half an hour okay?

Yeah see u here Grimmy

See ya babe

Ulquiorra set down the phone and walked back to the bathroom that was now filled with steam. He undressed and climbed into the hot water closing the sliding glass door behind him. As he climbed in he began his usual morning routine. Shower, wash face, dry dress, brush teeth, and make up that included the lines under each of his eyes and the blackening of his top lip. The shirt was actually a little shorter than Ulquiorra had expected. It was tight and stopped right below his rib cage exposing his flat stomach. The pants he did on purpose, pulling them down to the level of his hips.

As he adjusted his gloves he noticed his nails. They seemed bland compared to the rest of him, and Grimmjow wasn't going to be there for the next ten minutes so he decided to paint them. He opened the cabinet beneath the sink and pulled out a brand new bottle of black nail polish. He didn't do this often but nail polish worked sometimes, and this was a high dollar nail polish. It was super glossy, long lasting, and turned dark green in a certain light. Ulquiorra sat on the couch and began the long slow process of painting his nails.

He took his time on each nail, making sure they were all perfect. He never half-assed on anything in his life, and he wasn't going to start now. Once he was done he closed the bottle tightly, observing his work. As he lifted his hands the nail polished shined green and black. A smile ran over his black and white lips as his fingernails shimmered brightly. Ulquiorra then realized that this was the first time he had worried about his appearance in front of someone, but Grimmjow was so worth it. He shook his hands gently to dry the polish when a knock came from the door. He stood and gazed at his nails as he walked over to the door.

As he opened it he dropped his hands to his side. Grimmjow stood on the other side wearing a Run & DMC t-shirt, baggy jeans, and a visor with the bill shifted to the right and lowered slightly. His hair was spiked as usual, and those two strands of hair hung to the left of his nose. Grimmjow's sapphire eyes widened as he looked Ulquiorra up and down.

A blush heated Ulquiorra's cheeks as he opened the door wider. The pale boy leaned against the door and placed his left hand on his hip.

"Are you going to say hi to me or just gawk?" He asked shyly.

"You look great," Grimmjow murmured.

"It's just something I threw on."

An obvious lie he had truly hoped Grimmjow would like it, and it looked like he did. A smirk slid over the taller man's lips as he walked forward. Grimmjow grabbed the smaller boy's hips, and lifted him easily off the floor. Ulquiorra grabbed Grimmjow's shoulders in a panic, and wrapped his legs around the blue haired man's waist. Grimmjow wrapped his arms around Ulquiorra's waist, supporting him as he walked into the apartment and kicked the door closed. Ulquiorra blushed but wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's neck, as he started nuzzling into Ulquiorra's chest.

"Damn you smell good," came the muffled words.

"I just took a shower," Ulquiorra replied softly.

"Even better," Grimmjow murmured.

Ulquiorra gasped as Grimmjow ran his tongue up his neck. The smaller boy raised his head to the ceiling as Grimmjow slid his fingers up under the tight fitting shirt. Ulquiorra tightened his legs around Grimmjow's waist as he searched the milk white neck. The taller man pressed Ulquiorra's body to the wall, closing the space between them. Ulquiorra tossed Grimmjow's hat to the floor before he pushed his fingers into the soft too blue hair.

A moan escaped the smaller boy as movement caused friction between his legs. Grimmjow kissed along Ulquiorra's neck, and the body below his shivered. Ulquiorra pulled Grimmjow's hair making him grunt as he raised his head. Jade met sapphire for a moment before Ulquiorra pressed their lips together. He inhaled Grimmjow's intoxicating breath and shivered. Grimmjow pushed his tongue into Ulquiorra's hot cavern, taking pleasure in every moment of the experience. Ulquiorra felt Grimmjow toy with his tongue bead, and his body grew warmer.

"Ahhaa!" The small boy cried as Grimmjow forced his body harder into his own.

Ulquiorra raised his head and looked right exposing his ghostly neck. Grimmjow took advantage of the opening he was given and kissed a sensitive point making his emo moan. Ulquiorra bit his lip as he felt Grimmjow's sharp teeth gently bight his skin. It felt like Grimmjow's bighting started a fire beneath his skin he couldn't control. Ulquiorra allowed himself to enjoy the moment, pushing the doubt from his mind as his body began to heat up.

"Ah…Ah! Grimmjow!" He cried, his entire body tingled as he grew more aroused.

He arched his back creating more friction between his legs, thin white fingers tangled deeper into electric blue locks as the sound of rough panting filled the room. Grimmjow's gentle bighting was replaced by sucking, sending chills through the smaller boy's body. Grimmjow was so close, and it felt so good until Ulquiorra felt Grimmjow's hand slide dangerously close to his crotch.

Wha…what am I doing!?

"Grimmjow stop! I-I can't do this! I'm sorry I just can't!" The smaller boy whimpered, pulling his fingers from Grimmjow's hair.

"I'm sorry… it's just it doesn't feel… right." He said, trying to regulate his fast breathing.

Grimmjow stepped away from the wall, allowing Ulquiorra to stand. His heated body temperature started to fall, but the heat in his cheeks stayed fiery. Jade eyes became moistened as he bit his lip.

"Why are you crying!?" Grimmjow asked surprised.

"Because I'm such a baby." Ulquiorra replied quietly.

"No you're not, and I don't care. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, I don't want you to do it. Sex is a big step and it shouldn't be taken lightly." Grimmjow said comfortingly, wiping away the tears careful not to smear the make up.

Ulquiorra looked up at Grimmjow, a small smile running over his lips as his cheeks cooled.

"Thank you Grimmjow," Ulquiorra said hugging the tall man.

"You're welcome," Grimmjow replied hoping his hug was comforting.

"Now don't cry or you'll really look emo." Grimmjow said pulling away and wiping away the small bits of smeared make up before leaning down and kissing Ulquiorra's forehead.

Ulquiorra hugged Grimmjow and smiled to himself. He was glad Grimmjow was so understanding about this, and he wondered how he was so lucky. Then he remembered something.

"Why did you want to come over? You didn't say why you wanted to come over when we were texting." Ulquiorra asked.

"We're going tuxedo shopping today," Grimmjow replied.

Ulquiorra stepped back and looked down at his appearance, and grimaced. He had forgotten they were supposed to go to the suit shop today. When he looked back up at Grimmjow he frowned.

"You're not changing," was his only reply.

Ulquiorra sat in the car next to Grimmjow on their way to the shopping part of town. They had sat in silence for a while and it didn't feel very good. Ulquiorra was still a little preoccupied with what had happened earlier to talk. He was worried and thoughts kept popping into his head that made his stomach turn.

"Grimmjow… can I ask you something?" He finally asked.

"What's up?" Grimmjow asked, reaching over and grabbing Ulquiorra's hand on the center console.

"You know how you asked me if I was a virgin yesterday?"

"Yeah," Grimmjow replied.

"Um… are you?" Ulquiorra asked shyly.

Grimmjow took his gaze off the road for a moment and seen a hint of worry in Ulquiorra's features.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" Grimmjow said suspiciously.

"Just curious," Ulquiorra replied quickly.

Another uncomfortable silence fell over the two, and it was Grimmjow's turn to break it.

"What is the other question?" Grimmjow asked, letting out a sigh.

"What do you mean?" Ulquiorra asked quickly.

"What else do you want to ask me? I know there is something else in there." Grimmjow replied.

Ulquiorra looked at his hand in Grimmjow's and bit his lip.

"Was I your first kiss?" He asked quietly.

Grimmjow looked out over the road, thinking on how he could answer the question. Ulquiorra looked up at Grimmjow's angry expression.

"I'm sorry, that was personal, you don't have to answer." Ulquiorra said, gently pulling away his hand.

"No I've asked my share of personal questions and you've answered, this is something you have the right to know." Grimmjow said, grabbing Ulquiorra's hand and setting it back down on the center console.

Grimmjow let out a small sigh and bit the bullet.

"No you're not my first kiss." Grimmjow said truthfully.

Ulquiorra gazed at his companion, with Grimmjow's nearly perfect face, of course he wasn't his first kiss.

"Have you had many different kisses?" He asked quietly.

"No maybe three before you," Grimmjow replied.

Ulquiorra looked at his lap, "were they better than mine?"

Grimmjow squeezed Ulquiorra's hand, "no."

Ulquiorra looked at Grimmjow's face.

"Were they girls?" He asked quietly.

Grimmjow let out another sigh, knowing Ulquiorra was already upset.

"Yes they were," he replied.

The silence that followed nearly killed Grimmjow, he felt it weigh on him like a hundred tons.

"Would you rather be with a girl than a guy?" Ulquiorra asked, squeezing his pants.

Grimmjow parked by the curb and shut off the car, turning to Ulquiorra once he was done.

"Ulquiorra if I would rather be with a girl I wouldn't be here with you right now. I wouldn't be helping you get everything perfect for your big night. I wouldn't be having hot dreams of you when I sleep, or fantasizing about you whenever I close my eyes. You are the only one I'm with and the only one I want. You are better than any girl I've met, and I…" Grimmjow halted himself before he went overboard.

Ulquiorra blushed, but felt better. He raised his head and his eyes were filled with tears again. Grimmjow used his left hand to wipe them away before they smeared the make up again.

"Thank you Grimmjow, you don't know what that means to me." Ulquiorra replied, his voice cracking a little.

Grimmjow pulled Ulquiorra into his arms, squeezing the small boy warmly.

"Ulquiorra I've tried to open you up to the world, and get you to make friends because I care about you. I don't want you to ever think other people were better or are better than you because they're not, and please… don't ever feel like your not good enough for me because you are."

Ulquiorra couldn't help it, he bit back a sob as he listened to Grimmjow's kind words. He squeezed Grimmjow's shirt in his fists, holding back the tears that burned behind his eyes.

"Please don't hide your feelings from me, thank you for trusting me enough to ask and to let me in. You don't know how much that meant to ME." Grimmjow said softly.

Ulquiorra pulled away and smiled at Grimmjow, swallowing the lump in his throat. Grimmjow smiled back, then slowly leaned in and gently kissed Ulquiorra's soft lips.

"Now come on lets go get your tux." He said, pushing his keys in his pockets.

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Ichigo crossed the street in his black jacket and baggy blue jeans, his hands stuffed in his pockets. He stopped by the suit shop and pulled out his cell phone. Rukia had texted him earlier and he typed in a quick reply before shoving it back in his pocket. Before he started heading up the street towards the audio store he noticed a red Corvette. It looked familiar, so he took a closer look. He walked towards the car, but stopped when he looked in the wind shield he stopped and pushed himself against the wall, pulling his hood over his spiky orange hair.

Inside the car in the passenger's seat sat that emo brat Ulquiorra, and in the driver's seat was the blue haired guy. Ulquiorra looked pretty broken up and he said something. The blue haired guy leaned over and hugged the emo close, he was still talking. Ichigo rolled his eyes, he was about to walk away when they pulled apart. Something told the orange haired kid to stay, so he stayed a few moments longer to watch them.

Then Ichigo's eyes widened as he seen the blue haired guy lean in and kiss the little emo brat. It took a second for the action to process, but when it did an evil grin slid over his lips.

"So the little brat is a fag," he said to himself.

Ichigo nearly panicked when the two climbed out of the car and headed for him. Instead he leaned against the wall and pulled out his cell phone, hiding his face under the hood, thankful Rukia had sent him that text. They passed him without even noticing him, and walked into the suit shop. Ichigo chuckled and pushed off the wall, walking towards the audio shop a little ways down thinking of the new tortures he could put the boy through. He quickly texted his findings to his friends.

So chapter 12! What do you guys think? How about the ending when Ichigo seen them? Or the little gushy part? Tell me what you think, and spots I can improve on!

I hope you enjoyed it!

BYE! :D