Grimmjow had regained his consciousness laying back seat of a car, the sun beamed bright in his eyes as he recalled the day's events and he sighed lifting himself up to a sitting position, no sooner had he done so the driver slammed on breaks at a red light and Grimmjow's bruised face crashed with driver's seat.
"Mother fucker!" Grimmjow said clutching his face.
The man averted his eyes to the rearview mirror and smirked, "Nice to see you too. Though I must say Grimmjow, the last time I saw you…you didn't look so…" he smiled and put his eyes back on the road, "beat up."
Grimmjow glared at man in the mirror, "Aizen…Why does he always call you? Of all people to wake up to, it just had to be you, I—"
Aizen's voice went dry and deep as he said, "Your lucky I came at all." Grimmjow shut his mouth and sat back in the seat and looked out the window, and it was silence the rest of the way to Aizen's apartment.
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Once they were inside and settled on the couch, Aizen flipped on the T.V. and watched a few infomercials, before he even bothered to look at Grimmjow who was slouched down and staring up at ceiling. Aizen muted the T.V. "So what happened?"
"We had a fight." Grimmjow replied not taking his eyes off the ceiling.
"Clearly." Aizen said and got up, went into the kitchen and returned with two bottle of beer and handed one to Grimmjow. "But why? Ulquiorra doesn't fight unless he has to, you and I both know that. So I will ask again…what happened."
Grimmjow cracked open his beer and drunk it all in one swallow and Aizen stared at him sipping slowly on his, when he was done Grimmjow set the empty bottle on the coffee table and sat with his elbows resting on his knees, twiddling his thumbs, he was thinking of a way to put it into word so that it wouldn't sound as harsh but couldn't so after some time, "I had an affair."
Aizen said nothing as he continued to sip and stare at the man on the other end of his couch, after a couple of more beats of silence, "…and he found out."
Grimmjow shook his head, "I-"
There was a knock at the door, Aizen set his beer down reached over to one of the end tables beside the couch, pulled out a gun and then walked over and look out the peephole.
"Who's there?"
"Cooome on, just open the door Aizen, quit playing with me! I need me a fix! Open the door!" the voice called from the other side, knocking rapidly on the door.
Aizen placed the gun at small of his back and opened the door, "You got anything new to try Aizen?"
Grimmjow turned to look at the homeless looking white haired man who'd just walked in, "Gin, you didn't pay me the last time and like I said you get nothing until I get some payment."
"Come on man, you know I ain't got the money—"
"And you know I don't have the time. Goodbye." Aizen started to shove him back out.
"I'll do anything you want, please just give a taste." Gin got down to his knees in front of Aizen; Aizen looked down at him with a cold stare. Then he back handed Gin,
"Get your ass up, I have company." Gin got up off the floor and looked over to the couch; Grimmjow had already slumped back down into the couch.
"I'm sorry, I'll come back later." Gin turned to leave, Aizen grabbed his shoulder, "You said you'd do anything, right? Well…" he whispered the rest into Gin's ear.
Gin and Aizen at one another for a millisecond, "Will you be watching?"
"What do you think?"
"And you're gonna let me have for free?"
Aizen nodded, to which Gin replied "Ok."
Gin walked over behind the couch and ran his arms down Grimmjow's chest, Grimmjow jumped up,
"What the hell? Who are you?"
Gin didn't answer but instead removed his dirty over coat and then the tatter t-shirt beneath it, "Sit down Grim and let him lift your spirits." Aizen said as he sat down on a chair adjacent to the couch.
"Let him do what! I don't know this man!"
"That hasn't stopped you before or have you forgotten why you're here in the first place." Aizen said while pulling the gun from his back and setting it on the coffee table, then taking out a tiny plastic baggie from his back pocket , he got up and walked over beside Grimmjow as Gin continued to come closer.
"Just let him do what he has to." Grimmjow turned and looked Aizen into his cold brown eyes,
"I think it's time for me to leave, I'll find somewhere else to go. Just let me call a cab, can I borrow your phone?"
Aizen remained silent then a faint smile rose upon his lips, "Sure, you get better service by the window there." He handed him the phone. Gin came up beside Aizen as Grimmjow turned his back to the two men and began to dial Ichigo's number.
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Ichigo who was stretched out across his bed lost in thought picked up the phone and answered.
"Hey, who's this?"
"It's me."
"Grimmjow! Are you sure you should be calling me? Is—"
"I need you to come pick me up, if you're up to it."
"Yea okay, where you at?"
Ichigo waited for the address but none came, "Hello? Are you still there?"
"I don't want it, what am I going to do with those pills? You know I'm clean, anyway, the address is—"
He heard static and he called out again, still all he got was static then voices began to break through the haze, "I'm not swallowing 'em…GET OFF!" The line began to get clearer and he heard a gagging like noise and he called out Grimmjow's name….
"Aizen get your hands off of me!"
"…..too late…you won't be able to keep your hands off me in a minute…Gin ….something special…the time of your life…."
"HELLOO! HELLO!" Ichigo said frantically, "Are you alright over there? Where are you?"
Then another voice he heard came in, one not like the first one"…Should we tie him to…."
Then the deeper one voice came in clear as day and replied "We can just fuck him here."
"Let go of m—" Ichigo heard Grimmjow scream then what sounded like a gunshot then he was left screaming into the dial tone.