Kaname and the rest of the members walks into the office of Sosuke Aizen. The mob boss leader wore a very distressed look on his face as he watches his followers crowd his office. He suddenly tightens his grip on Ulquiorra's waist as he shuffles him around on his lap. Bad news has stirred him up deeply inside and if it were to get worse Aizen would have to use Ulquiorra to relieve himself of some stress. Ulquiorra gazes at all the men in front of him, Grimmjow in particular. He couldn't get there last encounter out of his head, the feeling of his hands brought a bit of a blush to Ulquiorra's face.
"So... Will someone tell me, What is going on? I send you on a mission that requires finesse and you return with bullet wounds and scrapings."
"Well..." Kaname speaks. "...we found out the warehouses are being used to move their money and other things..." Aizen nods his head encouraging him to go on. "... Grimmjow felt the need to send them a message thus a shooting broke out between us and them."
"Well they deserved it!" Grimmjow interrupts, His outspokenness causes a small argument between him and Kaname.
"Enough." Aizen waves them both silent. Kaname then stands in the front of Grimmjow and bows his head before Aizen.
"As your successor, I'll take full responsibility for all that went on."
"Thats alright. You are not to be punished." Aizens words left Kaname with a sense of relief.
"But you..." Aizen stares at Grimmjow. "..You shall commit Yubizume."
Grimmjows eyes grow wild. "But they..." He begins his protest. Aizen stands up shoving Ulquiorra to the side and into the office bookshelf.
"If I have to say it again, I will kill you."
Aizen becomes face to face with Grimmjow. The hostility in the room begin to spread like wild fire; everyone was on end. Even Ulquiorra, what exactly is Yubizume he ponders while hiding himself in the corner of the bookshelf. This is one fight he would not want to join. Aizen reaches in his white suite jacket and pulls out a pure silver switch blade. He opens it and stabs it down on the wooden coffee table.
"Now do it." Grimmjow looks at the weapon. He exhales and kneels in front of the small coffee table in a respectable sitting position. He removes his black blazer and lays it across the coffee table neatly. Grimmjow then unbuttons his left cuff link and rolls up his sleeve, he places his left hand firmly on the coffee table. He spreads all his fingers apart and then removes the blade from the indented place. He hoovers the switch blade over his pinky finger.
Grimmjow inhales once more and without hesitation he plunges the sharp blade into the middle of his pinky finger. Immediately his blood spills onto the coffee table, a small scream peeps from Ulquiorra's mouth. He is horrified, he has never seen a man go through the process of cutting off his own finger. Every face in the room never looses the focus of Grimmjow's actions. This would be a reminder to all who disobeyed so they all watch very closely. Grimmjow jiggles the blade around until half of his pinky is removed from its natural place. He then places the bloody blade back on the wooden table and raises his left hand to show Aizen.
"Is that good enough for you Aizen- sama." He looks at him while the thick blood leaks from his open wound.
"Now what do you say?" Aizen taunts him. Grimmjow rises and bows his head very low.
"My apologizes Aizen-sama, Your word is law and I will never break it again." Grimmjow speaks with such a sincere tone of voice.
Aizen throws his handkerchief over the bloody finger. He looks at Grimmjow in disgust "Now get out." Grimmjow walks out the office cradling his wound. He gets on the elevator and rides to his suite floor. The elevator doors pops open and he quickly rushes to his kitchen sink. He runs cold water on the missing pinky finger, All the while trying to clean and stop the bleeding he curses Aizen to hell. He then yanks a paper towel from the side and wraps it around his hand, trying to cover the remains of his pinky.
Grimmjow knows this wont stop the bleeding but then he starts not to care. He walks to his teal colored bedroom and plops backwards on his canopy bed. He stares at the blank ceiling. "Those bastards deserved it." He reaches in his pants pocket to look for his cigarettes but there are none. "Fuck!" He shouts and let the words echo his antique weapon filled bedroom walls. He rises and walks through his home to his elevator door, he presses his code on the elevator keypad and awaits for it arrive.
The doors slide open and reveals Ulquiorra standing there with a tray of antibiotics and a stitching needle. "What are you doing on my floor." Grimmjow casually leans to the side of the elevator stopping it from closing.
"I have been ordered to help you." He invites himself in and sits on Grimmjow's black leather sofa. He puts the tray on a unique looking glass table that separates the large television and the sofa.. "Now sit down." Grimmjow follows in Ulquiorra's footsteps to his own living room, grinning and thinking of naughty thoughts along the way. He joins him on the sofa and leans back forgetting all about the cigarettes. Ulquiorra gently picks up Grimmjow's wounded hand and unwraps the paper towel. He immediately goes to work on it as if he were a trained doctor. He threads a needle and looks at Grimmjow before he starts to stitch.
"Now this may hurt a little." He says.
"Do your worst. I can take it." Grimmjow boasts about his high tolerance for pain. Ulquiorra slowly slides the needle into the clean cut skin sewing it together. Grimmjow's head spins back to Ulquiorra when he feels the surgical steel moving throughout his hand. 'Damn that hurts' he bitches in his head. He was going to curse Aizen some more but he ends up being side tracked by Ulquiorra's determination to sutra his finger. Grimmjow looks at him as he squints and focuses so hard at what he is doing. After Ulquiorra finishes he sprays it with antibacterial and begins to rewrap it properly.
"Did I hurt you?" Ulquiorra seems a bit concerned.
"As if you could." Grimmjow huffs.
"hmm..." Grimmjow leans in to listen to Ulquiorra. "...I guess I'll be going now. My work is done." Ulquiorra gets up.
"Wait!" He is being pulled back onto the couch by Grimmjow. Grimmjow just sticks his tongue into Ulquiorra's mouth. For the first time ever, they share an actual kiss. A kiss that feels like forever to Grimmjow but then he feels Ulquiorra's small palms slam against his face. Ulquiorra bolts to the other side of the couch. He's breathing heavy and his cheeks are pink.
"I will hurt you if you do that again." He inhales and exhales.
"Uh huh sure you will." Grimmjow says nonchalantly, he wants to test him. He starts to slide over to Ulquiorra. "Look at you, you're flustered. You like it and I know it." Grimmjow taunts.
"Silence trash." Ulquiorra hops over the sofa and heads to the elevator. He pushes the button but the light never comes on.
"You need a code." Grimmjow evilly laughs at the man in panic. He tightens the wrappings on his hand, gets up and walks over to Ulquiorra. He strips himself of his shirt and corners Ulquiorra between the closed elevator doors and his bare chest presses.
"Let me go." Ulquiorra commands yet Grimmjow pays no mind to his words. He quickly dives into another kiss. Ulquiorra pounds his fists on Grimmjow's chest but there is no use. Grimmjow clutches onto Ulquiorra's arm so he could not move them. Grimmjow sucks hard on Ulquiorra's tongue and continuously licks his bottom lip. As they release Ulquiorra stares at him. "Why are you doing this? Please stop." Ulquiorra has no other option but to beg his way out of this one.
"Because I like you, don't you like me?" For once Grimmjow actually attempts to communicate his feelings to the older man.
"I... I..." Ulquiorra stumbles over his words, blushingly and beginning to feel a erotic heat between his legs.
"You? You what?" Grimmjow strengthens his grip bringing Ulquiorra to his knees.
They both slide down to the black plush carpet floor, Grimmjow removing the top half of Ulquiorra's floral kimono. Grimmjow deeply sucks on his neck, He was indeed enjoying himself and he hadn't even penetrated Ulquiorra yet. This will be great he told himself. Grimmjow then pauses and moves his head back and forces Ulquiorra to straddle him. He looks at the weepy eyed Ulquiorra and sees that he is no longer flustered or blushing. Ulquiorra eyes Grimmjow in major disgust and is seemingly shivering on top of him. Grimmjow finally lets go, Ulquiorra's been traumatized for too long by Aizen occasional raping him. If Grimmjow were to sex him right now, It would be a total waste. It wouldn't be as pleasurable as he wants it. Grimmjow rises and punches in the codes of the elevator. He looks down at the still shivering Ulquiorra.
"Leave and don't come back or I'll eat you up like the big bad wolf you think I am." He watches as the doors slide open and Ulquiorra crawls into it. The doors close and Grimmjow's body howls, now he really needs a cigarette. On the other side Ulquiorra stands up and fixes himself. His body is on fire from Grimmjow's lips, he puts his two fingers on his mouth and rubs the lingering warmth."What was that feeling?" Ulquiorra silently asks himself. "What's happening to me?"