Disclaimer:I do not, in any way shape or form, own Bleach—I merely play with the characters.

Author's Note:This one I started typing before I even finished writing it because I was so anxious to put it up xD yay, the story's finally going to get somewhere! :D

◙█Grimm

Capítulo Dos—This is Gonna Be a Long Week…

Grimmjow's POV

"So, I was thinking," Grimmjow finally spoke after a long walk of silence down the sidewalks of Shibuya, Japan with Ulquiorra. "We should probably spend the first week looking you up since you were probably a celebrity and therefore be easy to find."

Ulquiorra just shrugged, making Grimmjow form a big vein of annoyance. The guy aggravated him sooooo much! They happened to come across a hospital, giving Grimmjow an idea.

"Hey Ulquiorra, why don't we look for any records of you in that hospital?" Grimmjow looked at him with hope and pointed to the hospital.

Ulquiorra turned to look and actually started toward it. Finally, we're getting somewhere! Grimmjow thought.

He followed Ulquiorra to the hospital and up to the front desk and was about to ask them if they had any records for an Ulquiorra Schiffer when he was suddenly pulled aside by said person.

"Idiot, you can't just go upright and ask such things—they'll find you suspicious." Ulquiorra whispered to him.

"Then what do you propose we do then, sneak behind the counter?" He whisper-shouted back.

Ulquiorra shushed him and nodded, "except we have to wait for no one to be around to see us and block the cameras with bugs so as not to look suspicious."

Wow, this guy was smarter than he gave him credit for.

They went out and collected the bugs then came back in and waited.

And waited.

Until finally, all the people cleared from the hallway, leaving an eerie feel in the air. Grimmjow rose and started to sneakily place spiders over each camera as Ulquiorra walked over to the front desk. After all the cameras were covered, he ran over to meet Ulquiorra, hopping over the front desk like a hurdle. He slipped through the cracked back door to find Ulquiorra hurriedly shuffling through files.

"There are so many 'S' file cabinet-drawers, so hurry up and start on the second cabinet, Grimmjow." Ulquiorra ordered flatly.

"You can no longer order me around anymore, Ulquiorra; I do what I want now. You're just lucky I want this." Grimmjow snapped as he headed toward the second green cabinet. Who did he think he was? His superior still? He thought not.

Grimmjow suddenly perked up when he heard quickening footsteps getting closer. Shit, must've missed one of the cameras.

"What do we do now, Ulquiorra?" Grimmjow whispered, "It's not like we can sonido in these shitty gigis."

He watched Ulquiorra quickly shut the drawer and whip around on his heels to face him. He stared at him for a couple of seconds, thinking. He heard the footsteps getting deadly close.

"Ulq—"

"I guess we have no choice, but to act as normal teenagers looking for a private place." Ulquiorra said really fast, cutting him off, then stepped forward—closing the space between them—, wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's neck then tilted upward and pressed his dual-colored lips against his tan ones. Grimmjow was about to push away until Ulquiorra whispered "just go with it if you want to look innocent." So instead he just placed his hands on Ulquiorra's hips and forced himself to kiss back, as strange as it felt, but soon found himself enjoying it.

He licked Ulquiorra's bottom lip for entrance, causing him to shiver. Ulquiorra pulled away for a second to whisper; "don't push it, Sexta," Then went back to fake making-out.

"Oh my!" Came a gasp before Grimmjow. He opened his eyes and stared at the surprised nurse. "Am I interrupting something?" Ulquiorra turned his head around to face her, slid his hands down until they were resting on Grimmjow's half-bare chest (he unbuttoned the collar shirt on his gigi and untied the tie, too), and gave her an adorable embarrassed face. It was priceless, what an actor this guy is!

"Yes, you are. Now go away." Grimmjow snarled, taking the liberty to act out the pissed off possessive boyfriend.

"O-ok!" the nurse turned to leave, but was stopped by the security guard behind her. "Hold on a moment, now I understand you kids just want some privacy, but you'll have to find somewhere else—this place is off-limits."

"W-we're sorry, officer. W-we'll leave now." He followed behind Ulquiorra towards the door, but before he completely ditched he whispered to the cop, "yeah, fuck you very much ya damn teme." Then he ditched without turning around to see the cop's gawking face.

Once outside the hospital, Grimmjow and Ulquiorra burst out laughing.

"That nurse was so easy to fool." Grimmjow managed to get out.

"And did you see the cop's expression after you whispered to him? What the heck did you say?" Ulquiorra giggle-spoke.

"I never did look back to find out, but your plan was genius!" Grimmjow grinned.

"Oh, stop. It was really nothing I mean I used to see it happen all the time when I would wander Japan randomly." Ulquiorra smacked Grimmjow on the back.

That smack seemed to wake up Grimmjow because he suddenly stood up straight and stiffened. What the hell just happened there? Grimmjow wondered. He looked over to see Ulquiorra 'dust' his pants and stand up straight. Ulquiorra turned his head slightly and gave Grimmjow his usual bored expression then turned back to face forward. Grimmjow could feel the tense awkward air about them so he decided to pretend a few minutes ago never happened.

"Hey Ulquiorra, where are we going to sleep tonight?" Grimmjow broke the awkward silence.

"Obviously a hotel. Come on," Ulquiorra sighed, "let's go find a random strength contest—they have a lot of them around here." I'm going to have to tell the other Espada about how Ulquiorra keeps randomly showing me emotion, it's quite unusual. Grimmjow mused. And what the hell is up with his weird way of earning money? Why can't we just pick-pocket someone and be done with it?

"What's the point in looking for a blasted contest when we can just pick-pocket someone?" Grimmjow complained.

"That would be risky in our case and our immense strength can work to our advantage in these kinds of contests." Ulquiorra replied then suddenly turned towards a crowd of buff-looking men. "This looks promising. Well come along, Sexta, it looks to be an arm-wrestling match.

"What a bother…" Grimmjow groaned but followed his lead, anyway. As he and Ulquiorra approached the crowd, a couple of buff men started to look at them and would burst out laughing.

"What's a sissy little thing like you doing in a place like this?" The buff guy with the goatee laughed at Ulquiorra who didn't even give him the time of day.

"And you," a bearded buff guy started on Grimmjow, "I see you've got some potential from your flaring packs, but you must be a sissy to let this weakling lead you about."

Grimmjow knew they were just in-the-wrong humans, but he wanted to correct them anyway—tell them how they'll be shown; "The guy in front—yes, that lean, girly-looking man right there—is stronger than me. And if you don't believe me, well-hell you'll be in for a surprise when he beats you." Grimmjow cackled at them and had to run to catch up to Ulquiorra. When he did catch up to him, Ulquiorra back-elbowed him in the ribs and whispered; "stop wasting time speech-dawdling with humans and focus…Trash."

Oh did that get Grimmjow all flared up and ready for the match.

"Hello there, Gentlemen!" the contest Host began.

"And Lady!" a buff woman from the crowd shouted.

"Oh-ho I am so sorry, and Lady! You are all gathered here today to face each other in a battle of the arm muscles—am I right?"

The crowd cheered behind Grimmjow (who was in the first row).

"Well then don't let me keep you long! Let's have the first brave souls walk up to this here table and begin! The Host waved his arm around the air in enthusiasm.

Ulquiorra pinched Grimmjow as if signaling him to go up there first. He nodded his head and started up the stairs, pushing all the other buff wannabees out of his way.

"Woah! Mr. Blunette here must be really anxious to battle!" the Host shouted crazily.

"You bet I am, suckers!" Grimmjow flashed a toothy grin to the crowd and sat down. He could see Ulquiorra slowly shaking his head in disapproval of his behavior. Whatever—screw him; I'm going to get some enjoyment out of this. His first competitor happened to be Mr. Buff Beard, as crazy as it was.

"I'm going to prove your all talk you fraud blue-haired freak." Buff beard whispered to him.

"Bring it on, Nnoitra," he decided that pretending all the contestants were Nnoitra would help him to get through them faster; make him want to give his all.

"Who the fuck is Nnoitra?"

"Now that, my friend, I'm afraid you need not know."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand 1….2….3….GO!" the Host waved a blue flag in the air, signaling the match to begin. Grimmjow gripped the bearded buff man's hairy hand and smacked it down with ease—he didn't even blink!

The bearded buff man gasped and complained, "how did you—?"

"Congratulations, son! You just won the first match! Now tell us your name." the Host placed the microphone in front of him and pushed the bearded buff man out of his seat.

"Grimmjow." He spoke in a bored manner.

"Hello Grimmjow I'm Charlie! Now if you can beat the next four contestants, you could win ¥100,000! Now how does that sound?" the Host beamed at him.

"Sounds great—can we move on already? I wanna go to bed." He just looked at his hand and continued the 'bored' act. The crowd didn't seem to like him very much after that.

"U-um OK, then. Guess this guy wants a challenge—next!"

Grimmjow slowly blinked at the goatee buff guy. "You're not so tough—even I beat that idiot before so don't get your hopes up now, asswhole." The goatee buff man glared at him.

"Oooooo I'm so scared,' he replied in a sarcastic monotone. Wait a minute—rewind! In monotone? What the fuck was wrong with him lately?

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand 1…2…..3…GO!"

Once again Grimmjow beat the contestant with ease and sent him crying to his mama off the stage.

The next guy ended up sucking his thumb like a baby and even 'goo-gooed' and the guy after that ran off acting like a chimpanzee. God, were any of these people normal?

Grimmjow had to head desk at the next contestant—it was that damned gay ass rose petal arrancar. What was he—number 100, he thought, number 99? Oh what did it matter anymore! Just the fact that he was there pissed him off.

"Why, if it isn't Grimmjow. I never thought I'd ever run across an Espada outside of Hueco mundo." He looked over at Ulquiorra then corrected, "or even more rare—two of you, especially such a crazy pairing as you two what might you be up to?

"None of your concern you love-freak now shut up about Hueco mundo—do you want to be exposed?" Grimmjow clenched his teeth and his contestant gulped.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand 1…..2…3….GO!"

Grimmjow only had a very slight difficulty taking down this guy.

"Congratulations! You get to take home ¥100,000! Or maybe even spend it on your girlfriend," he nudged his head in Ulquiorra's direction. "Though she's flat, she's a real eye-catcher you're one lucky man!"

Grimmjow made a motion to barf and snatched the yen from the Host stomping off with a "I am not gay and you're disgusting dude!"

When they were away from the crowd, Ulquiorra quickly snatched the yen and pocketed it.

"Hey! What the hell are ya—"

"I'll handle it better than you can—just accept the truth and be done with it, Sexta." Ulquiorra cut him off.

"Whatever."

Grimmjow stared blankly at the only bed in the room.

"Can we pick ano—"

"It is purely to conserve the money, Sexta," Ulquiorra cut him off again, "and we could just sleep on one side I do not see the problem."

"You know Ulquiorra, for a smart guy you can be really dense sometimes…did you know that?"

"…"

Grimmjow sighed, "whatever—let's just 'share' the bed, then."

Ulquiorra's POV

Ulquiorra woke up with a start from the thunder outside. He had totally forgotten that it stormed in the human world, but it's no wonder he didn't remember them since he'd always leave the human world back to Hueco Mundo whenever he sensed one coming because he always brought him grief. Maybe he kept that little tidbit from when he was a human?

He turned over and watched as Grimmjow tossed and turned, obviously having a nightmare what with the way he was sweating so much. When Grimmjow lay on his back again, Ulquiorra crawled over and rested his head on Grimmjow's chest, listening to his erratic heartbeat. He draped his arm across his chest and snuggled into him. He didn't know why, but he always felt a stir within his bosom ever since he met Grimmjow. He didn't know why it happened or when it started for the matter, but that it was just there. It was as if he knew Grimmjow in his human days only couldn't recall the memory of it.

Suddenly, Grimmjow wrapped his arms around Ulquiorra, trapping him against him, and started to relax as if his nightmare passed.

Oh, shit! Ulquiorra internally screamed. What a bad position he was in! Although it's not like Grimmjow would be capable of killing him if he happened to wake up and see the scene before him, but he could hate him even more than he already does, bringing the two even further apart than they already were. Ah, well. If he tried to get out of the situation now, Grimmjow would wake up anyhow so he might as well enjoy the moment while he can before the sun rises and all hell breaks loose.

Five hours later, the sun rose…

Author's E/N: xD so I totally thought of how this WHOLE fanfiction is going to go before I fell asleep last night and when I woke up. The only problem is—how am I going to get to those scenes? Dx also I have to make like 2 other couples now which I didn't even think about *facepalms* the fourth chap is Szayel and Nnoitra btw, I still have to think of something for them but I have Nnoitra's past down—it's funny lol.