Chapter Five
Fuuuuck. My head was killing me. Felt like someone had been hittin me with bricks all night! Wait, where am I? Everything was white and expensive looking... Oh yeah, Aizen's house. I crashed here last night now that I remember. Damn I can't believe Aizen didn't call my parents as soon I showed up hammered on his doorstep! Then again, this is Aizen were talking about. He's probably going to get his revenge on me when I least expect it. Or maybe he already has? I checked to see if all my body parts were still there and that's when I noticed Ulquiorra.
The kid was fucken staren at me with his big green eyes. He ran off when I looked at him. What THE FUCK! Was that creepy or what...
Ah shit. I got up, my muscles ached a bit but I could handle the pain. I didn't know my way around Aizen's mansion so I just walked around hoping to find him. Which was not easy at all..
How many rooms does this rich bastard need? I've already walked through; a huge library, three bathrooms, two kitchens (which the cooks roughly pushed me out of before I could get in the fridge) several guest(?) bedrooms, a play area, a dining room, four entertainment rooms full of flat-screens and videogames, a work-out room, another library-
Holy shit.
How much longer was this going to take!
I slumped against the wall, and sighed. So far I'd only checked the first floor. This was starting to get tiresome.
Oh... A maid walked out of some room just now. "Oi! Where's that creep Aizen?" I hollered across the long hallway. She turned around, scrunched her face up at me and pointed to a wide garden just outside of the windows right next to me. And there in the center of it all was Aizen and he was a having a damn tea party. Well shit.
I follwed the line of windows down the hall and into another, brightly lit sitting room, which had a door that was probably the size of an elephant. How did he even open this damn thing? Surprisingly it swung open pretty easily. Then again, I do have fucking amazing muscles.
"Aah, Grimmjow! So nice of you to wake up finally." Aizen greeted me with a smirk on his face. The bastard. He was mocking me wasn't he? I didn't mention that I woke up an hour ago and spent that entire time looking for him in his maze of a house. I glared and stuck my hands in the pockets of my jeans that felt old and worn now that they had been slept in and fuck if I remember what else... "Come join us for lunch then." He gestured to an empty seat and sat down. By 'us,' I guess he meant him and that little Ulquiorra brat. He was sitten next to his daddy with a pout on his damn face. Shit, did he ever not pout?
I sat down at the small, circular tea table and looked at the food set before me. Mini finger sandwiches with the crust cut off and salad? What the fuck kind of meal was this? I wanted to say something but I knew Aizen would have my head if I did. Hell. He probably already told my dad everything that happened last night...
"No I have not spoken to your parents, if that's what you're wondering." The hell? I looked up at his face which was serious for once, not mocking me one bit. "I'm not entirely as old fashioned as I seem Grimmjow. You can tell your parents on your own, if you wish." I took a drink of some purple liquid in a glass but watched him suspiciously. Why should I believe this guy? He was the god of all that was sneaky and deceitful! "You don't believe me do you?"
"Why the hell should I?" I spat.
"Don't curse, trash." That fucking kid was going to get it. I glared at him and took a large and beastly bite out of my finger sandwich, which was gone in a split second. He narrowed his large green eyes.
"Oh how cute you are Ulquiorra!" Aizen chuckled and kissed his son on the forehead. "As I was saying... I am a man of my word, JeagerJaques. And though your father is a dear friend of mine, that doesn't mean I'll sell you out to him. Especially not to Rangiku's wrath," he said in amusement.
"Well thanks I guess," I said with a shrug. As long as he didn't tell my parents a thing I was fine. Dad would probably just laugh like usual but mom... she would freak the hell out, as usual. I wasn't going to tell them anything anytime soon. As long as Shuuhei-
Shit. I forgot. Shuuhei... Shuuhei is gay.
"Grimmjow? Are you alright?"
I looked up, my face must have been red. I shook my head and muttered, "yeah, fine." No way would I tell him my best friend was gay. Wouldn't that make me- Oh hell no. That wouldn't mean I was gay right? I took a drink of whatever the fuck was in my cup while I thought.
"You seem to be in serious thought about something. Would you like to talk about it?"
I didn't trust Aizen at all. But I haven't said a word about Shuuhei to anyone, and it was goin to eat at me day after day, specially if I kept it all in. Heard that from my mom a while back. I guess her phyco-logic-al- bullshit pays off. And it's not like tellin Aizen would do any harm.
Not to mention, I don't even know what the fuck to do after last night.
"Have you ever had a friend, who..." fuck this was embarrassing just to say. Aizen, and Ulquiorra both watched me and it was pissing me off just to admit this. "...told ya he was gay?"
He didn't even blink after I said it, but calmly sipped his tea. While, little brat Ulquiorra scrunched up his nose. Hah, little shit, probably doesn't know what the fuck we're talking about. Then, Aizen spoke...
"Grimmjow, if I may... could this 'friend' you are speaking of perhaps be you?"
I broke the tea cup in my fist. "Fuck no! I'm not a faggot!"
"Language, Grimmjow..."
Oh yeah. Ulquiorra's big emerald eyes glared daggers into my brain from where he sat next to his precious daddy.
I grunted a quiet apology, then went back to my food.
"I believe you, however you seem remarkably upset about your friend."
"Course I am. Wouldn't you be pissed if you found out your best friend is gay..."
He didn't answer, just smiled.
"Daddy, what's gay?"
Oh.
Well I didn't expect that.
"Gay is a term used for men who like other men in a romantic sense, little one."
Shit I didn't expect that either.
That lil' brat was looking at his teacup with such effort that it was almost funny, his little brows furrowed. I laughed, it ended in some sorta snort and Ulquiorra looked at me with that dedicated gaze of his. His eyes weren't any kinda green I've ever seen befo- Fuck. I caught myself thinking something weird just now. He's a kid. A fucken kid.
"Grimmjow."
"Huh?" I looked back at Aizen, a smile still in place.
"This person, he means a lot to you?"
I didn't have to hesitate to say yes. Shuuhei is one of my best friends, the only guy I'll ever trust with my back ya know. When I saw Aizen's lips curl up into another smirk I glared and said, "I'm not gay for him. Of course he means a lot. We're friends."
"Oh? Then him being gay shouldn't matter, should it?"
Wait, were we friends? Didn't I make it clear as crystal last night that we aren't. Fuck... Arrgh! I don't want to think about all of this right now. Hangover remember?
Aizen seemed to feel sympathetic (the one time in his entire selfishly rich bastard life) and stood up, taking Ulquiorra's hand. "I can have a limo take you home if you'd like. However much you don't want to go home and face your mother's punishment, I'm afraid I can't just keep you here."
I got to my feet, shoved my hands in my pockets and followed him as we went through the house. The limo was already outside waiting.
"Well, say goodbye to Grimmjow-kun, Ulqui-chan!" Aizen ushered the small boy forward.
I stared down at the little shit. Figures he would just glare at me and turn his nose up. Although what was the point in that? He can't even reach up to my knees. "Bye trash!" Then he ran and I blinked, unsure if I even saw him leave. Damn. He's fast.
I turned to leave, but Aizen stopped me before I could.
"You know Grimmjow, Ulquiorra really does like you. He's a very shy person. "
Why the hell was he tellin me this? I don't really give a damn about that brat. I didn't say that obviously. So I just nodded, and held up my hand to say goodbye. Fuck, I'm so glad I live about forty minutes away from Aizen. This way I can prepare myself for what was to come when I walked into my house to face my psycho mom.
...
I turned the doorknob and crept in the house as quietly as I possibly could- which was just as fucking troublesome on it's own. Please let her be gone, please let her be gone, please let her be-
"Grimmjow?"
Shit! Can nothing ever go my way for once? I shut the door, turned around and there she was. She didn't look as mad as I thought she would. In fact she was smiling. What? I must have looked pretty damn confused because she laughed and covered her mouth with one hand as she did so. This was weird...
"Hi Honey! How was Shuuhei's house?" Huh? Oh yeah I told her I'd be staying there last night. Like I'm ever going there again.
"Fine."
I didn't dare move from this spot. Because she was acting strange and I was sure if I tried to escape she would lunge at me like a fucking tiger and claw out my eyes. Damn it if that was a good... whaddya call it... oh yeah, analogy.
"That's good." Smile. I felt my body shudder. "Ne Grimm-chan, would you like some lunch?"
Lunch?
"I'm good, already ate..." As I made a move to shift past her, she grabbed my arm with a vice grip.
"Nonsense, there's always room for a sandwich." I was pushed onto a stool at the bar counter in a split second and she was busy making a sandwich in front of me. I would be fucken excited for this sandwich if I wasn't nervously awaiting her to jump over the counter at me.
"Shuuhei called. He sounded distressed. Did you two fight?" she asked, one brow raised as she looked at me.
Quickly, I rushed to form an excuse in my mind before opening my mouth. "Uh... no, no, we, he just..." But the glare she was giving me told me she wasn't convinced.
"You went to to a party."
I nodded.
"You stole a car and crashed IT, Grimmjow what have I told you about drinking!"
Wince. "Ma, I'm sorry."
"And on top of that you got into a fight with Shuuhei!"
"You don't understand it, he's-" Shit. I stopped myself there, and bit my lip.
What she said surprised me. "I knew about him Grimmjow."
"What? He told you?"
"This is a perfectly normal situation. You shouldn't cast out your friend because of it, trust me."
"No it's not."
"If you would just listen Grimmjow-"
"I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!" I slammed the door once I got to my room. Knowing she would come up here after me, I waited. After hearing nothing I sighed and fell back onto my bed. Before I knew it I was out.
...
A bright blue light lit up the dark room. My blurry eyes struggled to adjust to the harsh glow. Grabbing the sleek black touch phone on my desk, I looked at the screen.
Call from: Shuuhei Hisagi
A picture of him grinning with his hair mussed up and face bruised stared back at me. It didn't take much to press 'ignore.' Screw him ya know. Fucking gay ass faggot. He didn't call back after that. Damn if it didn't feel shitty to do that.. What kinda friend was he anyways. Even after that "advice" from my mom, I was still furious. He fucking betrayed me! That's right, betrayal, that's what it was. All this time I had been letting a homo into my room.
He slept in my bed, ate my food, borrowed my fucking clothes for fuck's sake.
Damnit. He's the one who should feel guilty and disgusted with himself. He's gay. And I'm definitely not. Why do I feel like I'm being a total asshole then?