Ulquiorra listened as Ichigo told him about him and Grimmjow, Ulquiorra stomached about as much as he could before he piped up and asked in a shaky voice, "How long?"
"I'm sorry, say that again I'm in a bad spot."
"How lo—" he inhaled deeply to try and steady his voice then repeated his question, "How long?"
He heard Ichigo clear his throat on the other end of the line, "A year and a half. Look man, I'm really sorry, I just thought maybe you should know about us."

"Us? Us? There is no us, you did not walk down that aisle and vow to love and hold him through sickness and health. You didn't live with fear that he would turn up dead in an alley somewhere while he was strung out on cocaine or that he would come home and try to beat you because he was fucked up. You didn't watch him struggle to get to where he is now. You don't know him Ichigo and don't even fucking pretend you do 'cause you —" Ulquiorra stopped to try and keep his voice calm but in the end he just gave up and shouted into the phone, "YOU JUST FUCK HIM!" Ulquiorra hung up and threw the phone at the wall, screaming and crying as he fell to his knees and pulled at his hair.

As he curled himself up on the carpeted floor and continued to cry he heard Grimmjow's car pulling up and the key turning in the door, Ulquiorra shut his eyes, he didn't want to see him, he didn't even wanna hear him. In fact, he completely shut himself off as Grimmjow rushed to his side and scooped him up in his arms begging Ulquiorra to tell him what was wrong. He wiped at the tears on Ulquiorra face and said in his most soothing voice, "Hey don't cry, whatever it is, it can't be that bad. It'll be okay."

Ulquiorra pushed himself off of Grimmjow, stood up and headed to the kitchen but stopped in its door way, "I can't fucking believe you, you leave and fuck someone else, but then you come back and want to be my protective lover. Fuck you Grimmjow!" then he stormed into the kitchen, Grimmjow got up and followed him, "What hell are you talking about!" He shouted at Ulquiorra's back as he watched him fill his coffee cup.

Ulquiorra slammed the cup down spilling hot coffee all on the counter, "What the hell am I talking about? Since you obviously don't know, let's call and ask ICHIGO!" he grabbed the cup and hurled it Grimmjow, it missed and hit the table behind him. "Does that name ring a bell Grimmjow, it should seeing as that you were probably calling out his name while you fucking him!" Ulquiorra picked up the coffee pot itself and threw it, this time it hit Grimmjow in his face.
Grimmjow gripped his face in pain and screamed, Ulquiorra rushed over pushed him down Grimmjow hit his head of the side of the fridge and let out another scream, "I hope it hurts the same way you fucking hurt me."

He stepped over Grimmjow and Grimmjow grabbed his ankle pulling him to floor as well, "Look I'm sorry, I just—" he said crawling on top of Ulquiorra, dodging a couple of his punches then pinning his arms down.
"You just what! Tell me Grimmjow, you just WH-!" Grimmjow slammed his lips against Ulquiorra's and slipped his tongue inside his mouth, Ulquiorra bit down on his tongue till he tasted blood in his own mouth.
"Got damn you!" Grimmjow said hopping up off Ulquiorra and reaching for a paper towel to wipe some of the blood coming out of his mouth like drool.

"No DAMN YOU!" Ulquiorra said and in blind rage he picked up the kitchen table chair and slammed it across Grimmjow's back. He watched as he hit the floor and stopped moving. Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes and nudged him a little with his foot. He thought about putting him the bed but then reconsidered,
"Unconscious or not, you can't stay here." He grabbed both of Grimmjow's leg and dragged him back through the living room and out the front door, dumping the body on the porch then he closed the door and locked it.
He then went back to living room and went to where he threw his phone and hoped that it wasn't too damaged. He picked it up, the screen was cracked but readable, and he dialed one of Grimmjow's old friends.

"Hello." The voice said dryly.
"If you want him to live, you'd better come and get him." Ulquiorra simply said. "You know where I stay, so get here." He hung the phone up then tossed into a nearby chair.

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The words replayed in Ichigo's head, 'You don't know him…you just fuck him…' as he sat on the bed he and Grimmjow shared a few hours before. He flipped Grimmjow's phone over and over in his hand and contemplated calling Ulquiorra back the only thing that stopped him was the fact that he couldn't argue with the man. He had a point, he knew nothing about him besides the fact that he like to be on top.
"Mr. Kurosake ('You don't know him…) you have to leave the room now or pay for another night (…you just fuck him…')"
"I'll be gone in a minute." Ichigo replied and started to pick up his other things around the room and putting it in his bag. He grabbed his keys and left the room.
As he drove back to his apartment all he heard was those same words Ulquiorra had told him and tried to figure out why they hurt him so much, and by the time he reached his place he knew the reason why it burned him inside when he first heard them, it's because no matter how much he denied it and try to see his way around it, he knew those words were true.
TBC