'Beeb beeb beeb beeb'

I immediately slammed it off and stretched out slowly. I really have to find a different way to wake up than this annoying alarm clock. It's really pissing on my mornings. Maybe when I've saved the goddamn business I'll hire some bitch for it. Yeah sounds good, wake-up blowjobs.

Still sleep-drunk I hopped into the shower, letting the cold water wake me. After one too many minutes I stepped out of the comfortable feeling of water crashing down on me and quickly put on a towel, whilst walking to the kitchen. Water dripping on the entire apartment floor. My bed was luring me when I walked past it, but I knew I couldn't get back into it until late, very late that evening. Night probably. And that my dear, sucked.

I was annoying myself with my thoughts again. Because while I was constantly complaining about my pathetic excuse for a life, really, the one doing it was me. Wasn't going to own up to that one though. When your name is Grimmjow fucking Jaguarjaques nothing is your fault. Not even the things that are.

With my shirt still unbuttoned and a sandwich in my hand I left the flat. I was running a little late, not that it mattered. I am never late, the others are just too early. I slipped into the sleek car parked in front of the stupid building. It didn't matter to me where I lived, as long as it had a roof and a bed. But I had a weakness for cars. After all your car is the ultimate way to express your wealth. Well, maybe with the business that's in problems I'm not that rich at the moment. But I'm damn well powerful and people should know it.

A smile spread across my face at the sound of the engine purring to life. Or more of a grin really. In no time I was half way work when this traffic light had the guts to go red. For a second I considered ignoring the warning light but then I remembered last time which ended up with a total loss car and a bill for the other - sad excuse of a - car. Yeah, that's probably not the best idea. While dozing off a little, damn this light is slooooow, a car pulled up next to me. In an epic movie like way I challenged him to a duel.

"Vrooooooom." That was the car not me.

"Vroooooooooooom." My challenge was accepted.

With a grin I stepped on the gas pedal as soon as the light turned green, the other car was not far behind me but I left him in the dust soon after. I while still gloating in my victory when suddenly a police car was hot on my trail, you've got to be fucking kidding me.

Here I was on the side of the road waiting for what would be at least a high ticket. I was contemplating if I should just speed off now, but they already have my licence plate number. The police man was walking to my car when I turned my head, success! The police man was a woman. I could charm my way out of this.

Here I was on the side of the road waiting for a cab to pick me up since I had lost my driver's license. Fucking great. My mood had gone so bad by now I was going to kill the next person that looks at me funny.

Finally I had arrived at work, no glamorous entry for Grimmjow today. The woman at the desk called my name, what was hers again?

"Jaguarjaques-san, glad to see you are here. You are needed with the interviews. I have the CV's ready for you." I accepted the papers she was handing me and made my way to the elevators. Then the woman giggled. She fucking giggled! Crazy bitch with crazy red hair and boobs the size of Tokyo. I looked back while walking, yep she was staring at my ass. At least I've still got it. Stupid police woman.

Yeaaah..

I don't really know what happened... Anyway I am continuing this story (sort of starting for real this time :D) Chapter is really short, last one too,, but I really wanted to upload something,, longer chapters are better, yeah?

I can't help but type a lot of fuck's when I'm writing from Grimmjow's perspective, wonder why that is xD

I think I am going to start on the next bit right away :)