(Grimmjow's POV)

"NO! PLEASE NO! LET ME GO!" I cried. Tears slid sideways down my face and made a rather large wet spot on the pillow beneath me. I craned my neck to look and the man on top of me. His eyes were wild with unruly lust and desire, his face twisted in the most unbecoming sneer. He seized me by my arms and pinned my wrists behind my back. I winced in pain, he was a hell of a lot stronger than the monster I called my father.

He lowered his head until his face was almost touching the side of my face. He stuck out his tongue and drug it against the side of the my neck. I shivered beneath his weight, 'Why me?' I thought. 'What did I do wrong?' I felt him shift. He put both of my wrists in his left hand and moved his right hand toward my face

"You like that? I think you do. You want this don't you?" He hissed into my ear. I let out a scream of fear and despair in response, only to get a hand over my mouth. Then, something clicked in my head, I felt a burning sensation in my stomach. I heard a voice in the back of my head screaming at me.

'Don't let this happen. You can not be reduced to this... a sick man's layabout whore.' My head throbbed and my face burned. I let out a scream as my blood boiled and bubbled over. I bucked my body backwards until the back of my head cracked Aizen in the nose.

"Damn it!" he yelled and fell off of me. That was my chance, I picked up my boxers and slid them on. I quickly collected my clothes in my arms and headed for the door. I took one last look back and regretted it. I saw Aizen getting up holding his now bloody nose barreling toward me.

I yelped and pulled the door open, his hand grabbed my shoulder. "You won't get away from me." he growled.

I gritted my teeth and whirled around, my fist collided with his face. He fell to the floor the pain causing him to collapse. I was mentally shocked at myself, my pshychologist said I had repressed rage that would eventually cause me to hurt someone but, I didn't imagine it would cause me to be this aggressive. I shook my head and ran out of the room. I bolted down the staircase and tore out of the front door. The sidewalks were alit with the golden orange color of the street lights.

I ran for the sidewalk and looked up to read the street sign. I was on Bourbon Avenue, my uncle lived one street down from here! I looked back and saw Aizen's dark figure looming in the doorway. My heart jumped and I ran down the sidewalk until Bourbon Avenure became Vineyard Road. The asphalt path wound down a steep hill, I looked both ways and took off down the hill. I prayed that I would not step on anything seeing as I was running barefoot down the grass and pine needle littered pavement. I ran for a few minutes until there was a turn off onto Aeronas Parkway. I stopped at the sign and leaned against the pole for support. I was so tired, I really wanted to get some sleep.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds to ease the strain then, I heard the sound of screeching tires. I looked behind me and saw odd green halogens. I felt my stomach drop.

'Shit.' I thought to myself. 'This guy isn't going to stop until he gets his way'. I shook my head and ran southbound toward my uncle's mansion.

Thankfully, Aizen drove right by the street without a second thought. "He mustn't have seen me." I said to myself.

I kept running until I came to a large gray mansion with a dark red front deck. I climbed the stairs and sighed out of relief. The sound of a revving engine approached from the other end of the street. I looked both ways, nothing in the direction I just came from but, to the left I saw the demonic glow of green halogens headed my way. I freaked out and dove under the porch swing, I layed flat and waited for the car to pass. It slowed as it passed each house, he was probably looking to see if he could find me.

He finally passed my uncle's mansion and continued down the street. 'That was too close.' I thought to myself. I rolled from underneath the swing and stood up. I wiped away some cobwebs on my face and a little dirt on my belly. I took a shaky breath and knocked on the door. I waited I felt my face burn, and turn red. I feel embarrassed for letting this happen and now I'm at my uncle's door in my underwear hoping he will help me.

"Who is it?'' a smooth alto with a subtle rural accent asked. I sniffed a bit and found that it was hard to put what I wanted to say into words. I stood there for a moment my lips trembling and my throat hurting from holding back a cry.

"U-Uncle Gin? I-It's me." I stammered, ringing my clothes in my hands. The door opened and a tall, pale man with white hair and narrow eyes stood in front of me. His normally closed eyes popped open revealing brown irises filled with shock.

"Grimmjow...what in the world happened to you kid?" he asked me, placing both of his hands on my shoulders. I felt the burning sting of hot tears slide down my face. I shook my head and tried to stop but, it was impossible for me to do so.

My uncle quickly put an arm around my shoulders and escorted me inside. I sat on the couch in the living room while he fetched me a blanket. He'd taken my clothes, which were covered in dirt from the porch, and had put them in the washing machine. He returned with a soft red cotton blanket and a glass of hot tea.

"What happened? Who did this to you?" he pleaded with me. I wrapped the blanket around myself and hugged my knees. The next thing I knew I was crying like a little kid that lost his puppy. I couldn't contain myself, my emotions burst free from my mind and I broke down spilling the entire scenario to him.

(Gin's POV)

I felt bad for the kid. I wrapped my arms around his lithe frame and held him close to my body. He cried so hard his entire body quaked and shook. I tried to calm him but, it was in vain. Why? Why would anyone hurt this poor kid? I mean he had to deal with problems in school, my brother-in-law beating the living daylights out of him and now this. I never liked that judge from the day I saw him at my nephew's trial.

The way that creep stared at him was utterly repulsive. I watched his eyes search my dear nephew up and down. He looked at him like an eager chef looks at a perfect cut of beef hanging in the window of the butcher's shop. After the trial I saw him whisper something to Grimmjow. I think that's what did it for me when he smirked and walked off. When I looked back to the kid his face was completely white.

Luckily, I work as an attorney at the largest and most reliable law firm on this coast. I found out the judge has a history of charges against him. Most of them were dropped due to the victims fear of speaking. Hopefully, I can get Grimmjow to testify and put that pedophile behind bars. After that I'll see if I can challenge my sister and her husband for custody with evidence of abuse present.

For now, though I just sat holding Grimmjow in my arms and rocking him back and forth like a baby. He fell into a deep sleep after half an hour, I decided I would keep him here at my mansion until I see it fit to let him go home. I doubt I'll let him go back to my sister anytime soon. The rest of the night I kept him in my arms and made sure he was safe, I slipped away for a moment or to in order to put the alarm on. I kept and eye out through the window for green halogens with my shotgun under the couch just in case that bastard decides to come back this way.

END

Okay chapter three will hopefully be a success. Yes, I know Gin being kind to Grimmjow? of all people? It is AU or Alternate Universe for those of you who don't know so anything is possible. Thanks for reading and leave a comment 'kay? ^/^