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(Part II)
Ulquiorra looked at him, trying to decipher the question's meaning, not know him? Was Grimmjow supposed to be someone important, was he someone with great power in society? The questions remain unanswered, to be honest, Ulquiorra had no idea who the man was. His old life, he was locked up in his room always studying like his parent told him to, therefore he would study non-stop. Ulquiorra slowly turned his look at the man before him, and shake gently with his head. If this man was high in power, he could somehow punish Ulquiorra for his insolence; Ulquiorra mentally cringed at the thought.
"I'm sorry I do not," Ulquiorra simply apologized politely, "Please forgive me for not acknowledging your status, Mr. Jaegerjaques."
Grimmjow just stared.
"What the hell is up with this formal business?" Grimmjow blankly remarked.
Ulquiorra visibly flinched at the tone, and he didn't like it one bit, had he anger the man? God he was so stupid trying to anger a man that might be high class equally to his father, and if the worst scenario comes, he's going to be severely punished for his impudence.
"I'm…I'm terribly sorry Mr.–"
"Don't ya dare finish that sentence kid."
Grimmjow raised his fingers and once more flicked it onto Ulquiorra's forehead; recoiling back Ulquiorra held his forehead with both of his hands trying to look up at the man, only to have his face resembling a pout. The other man saw the look and a fit of laughter escaped his lips, there goes Ulquiorra's dignity down the drain for the last time that day. He didn't know why the other man found him to be amusing, but at least he wasn't angry.
"Stop it what that pitiful look kiddo."
Ulquiorra glared at the man, but he took no notice of it.
"Mr. Jaegerjaques coming from ya," Grimmjow stated lightheartedly, "Ya make me sounded even worst than an old man."
"That's because you are an OLD MAN, Mr. Jaegerjaques."
Ulquiorra retorted, whilst Grimmjow mockingly held onto his chest where his heart lies, pretending to clutched at it with severe pain, Ulquiorra's eyes glimmered in amusement as the uneasy moment left forgotten.
"Ya wounded me, young Schiffer."
"Hope that didn't bruise your ego, too much."
Ulquiorra found himself unable to hide a smile and a small laughter escaped his lips, the man was a teaser but he knew how to lighten up the atmosphere, it was so refreshing. Ulquiorra never in life he thought he could smile and laugh at the same time, actually "smile" and "laugh" normally couldn't fit together in a same sentences in his previous life. Grimmjow, at that moment Ulquiorra knew he was somewhat special.
"Oi, I resent that." Grimmjow mocking pouted whilst gently hit Ulquiorra to emphasis on it.
"You mean you resemble it." Another small laugh escaped his lips.
"Oh be quiet you."
Ulquiorra found himself another mouthful of that lovely soft jelly in his mouth, as Grimmjow just once again spoon fed him in a skillful manner, Ulquiorra had no idea how the other was doing it, but didn't made any attempts to stop the man. Ulquiorra then proceed to have his revenge once more, and shove a different spoonful of pink jelly into the other tanned lips, and Grimmjow's face was priceless.
The whole evening was just only them, playing spoon feeding each other. Until Ulquiorra couldn't stomach any more of those sweet deserts, Grimmjow on the other hand just threw his hands into the air announcing his victory loudly. Ulquiorra wanted to groan out loudly, but against it if it would make the other's ego bigger. Grimmjow had spoon fed Ulquiorra about five glasses of jellies until had gave out, Grimmjow on the other hand was on his seventh, and it was unfair since how different their bodies were at the very beginning.
Grimmjow thought he should take pity on the poor boy and proceed to place most of the empty dishes onto the food cart, along with other still untouched dishes. Ulquiorra notice the indication and got up and helped the other man. The teal hair man just blinked up stopped whatever he was doing as he watched Ulquiorra.
"Its alright, ya don't need to do anything." Grimmjow reassured. "Just sit and chill or something."
Ulquiorra frowned at the man as if the other assuming he had no morals, forget that load of garbage, Ulquiorra was not the type to just do nothing while the other who showed hospitality, and then proceed to take all of the work to himself, not a chance.
"I cannot simply do nothing, while you tired yourself out."
Grimmjow blinked, and blinked a few more to see if he was really hearing this stuff from a teenager no less. Most teenagers he came across would act spoiled and love to just sit around and do nothing. However Ulquiorra was a different story. Shrugging Grimmjow let the boy do whatever he wanted to do, but he had to supervise the other if Ulquiorra was going to help with the dishes.
"Suit yourself."
Washing up was quite eventful, Ulquiorra never expected helping someone with washing dishes could be so much fun. Grimmjow purposely blew huge bubbles at Ulquiorra, the large bubbles made a big pop sound when it landed onto his nose. Ulquiorra was startled out of his mind, almost dropping the china plate he was hold, turning his head around to shoot a dark glare at the grinning attacker. Resuming back to his task, more bubbles were blown in his way, popping at every touch. One bubble was sturdy and had even dared to sit smugly onto his raven hair, Grimmjow busted out laughing like no tomorrow. The sight was simply adorable; the bubble sway at the same direction Ulquiorra's dark head had moved. Ulquiorra frowned and swatted the offending bubble as it popped away, and scowl at Grimmjow. The said latter was too engrossed in laughing he failed to notice Ulquiorra dipped his hand into the sink filled water, and splashed it right onto Grimmjow.
Grimmjow froze and stared up at a smirking Ulquiorra. A playful smirked formed onto tan lips, Grimmjow got up and splashed a double amount of water Ulquiorra had done to him, the pale young man stood frozen onto the spot and stared in shock. A defiant stare made its way directly at Grimmjow, a look that Grimmjow knew too well, a look that said 'This means war'.
After a few hours of water fight instead of washing dishes, but the dishes were done nevertheless, both individuals were both soaking wet head to toe. Ulquiorra's dark raven hair stuck to the side of his face and still dripping with water, Grimmjow's previous standing hair had finally flatten down, but not nearly enough to flatten all the way to his head, but least to say he seems to be more gentle looking than with those defiantly spiky hair sticking up.
They headed to the large bathroom upstairs, and dressed themselves with warmer clothing. Grimmjow was just in a normal looking baggy light blue pants to match his hair, and a loose vest exposing his biceps and part of his upper part to the night. Ulquiorra on the other hand had to borrow Grimmjow's clothes, which was proven to be a few sizes bigger than him. The simple blue T-shirt was baggy and slipped off one of his shoulder, the black pajama pants were slightly falling off his hips and he had to fold up the legging so he won't drip with its length.
After getting dressed Ulquiorra wondered why the other had handed him sleeping clothes instead of just giving him casual so he could leave, he sworn if he kept so many bottled up questions he might go insane without knowing the answers.
"Mr. Jaeger – "
Grimmjow shot him a warning look once more, telling him to stop being so formal and call him by his given name. Ulquiorra was reluctant to be so casual and not formal, however if it pleases his savior then he would not refuse but comply.
"I…I mean Grimmjow-sama –"
"Whoa, whoa, Sama…?" Grimmjow grunted whilst pushing back loose strand of blue hair from his face. "What the hell is with you and your status calling and stuff?"
"I…it is the way to address your superior in a formal manner, Grimmjow-sama –"
"Cut the bullshit." Grimmjow rolled his eyes.
"Pardon me..?" Ulquiorra staggered, he is quite shocked at the other's choice of word. "I don't quite understand…"
Grimmjow face palmed himself, although it would be expected of the younger man, because personally he could see that the pale younger man was bought up by someone with high caliber , his mannerism had excel even most matured adults. The use of his words and the way he would replied, Grimmjow not only notice that younger were not only both extremely intelligent and well groomed, but also he could see the one thing about the other that he failed to notice. And it was experienced to the open world.
"Don't call me lord, master, mister or whatever in the same book." Grimmjow stressed out whilst jabbed his index finger right on Ulquiorra's forehead just for the fun of it. "Grimmjow, call me Grimmjow, and if ya end up adding something in front or behind or start apologizing I'm gonna smack you."
"Y-yes…" Ulquiorra replied dumbfound.
"So what was it ya was gonna ask?"
"I was wondering… I'm sorry for being rude," Ulquiorra paused. "But I would like to know why you haven't kicked me out yet?"
"Kick you out…?" Grimmjow parroted the last word. "Why would I want to kick you out? Is there a reason I should?"
Ulquiorra froze on the spot staring up at the other man, who was frankly much taller than Ulquiorra himself. He was lost, and baffled why he wouldn't kick him out a good question. Ulquiorra swallowed, he wasn't sure what he should do or make of what the predicament, what is he supposed to do now at this man's presence? At his own home, he's an obedient son aimed for perfection, but now, he had no idea what he should do or be. Surely Grimmjow doesn't need another servant since he already had a maid, and whatever job he does without doubt he had plenty of others to serve him.
"Oi I'm still talking to ya, so don't go all mute on me."
Grimmjow somewhat sounded angry and the tone nearly made Ulquiorra wanted to crawl away, and hide somewhere. Not many people had raised their voice toward Ulquiorra, but most of that time he still had power and therefore would hammer those nails down, but now he was at the mercy of the world, and after the scenario of his father, raising voices only meant trouble for him.
"I'm terribly sorry, please forgive my rudeness…"
"What the hell did I tell just you Schiffer?!"
Grimmjow without noticing his voice slightly intensified, Ulquiorra visibly flinched at the harsh voice and took an involuntary step backward, unable to look up at those blue eyes staring down at him. However Grimmjow took it the wrong way and it fuelled at his irritation.
"Hey, look at me when I'm talking to you."
Grimmjow got closer, a fear rising inside of Ulquiorra and his mind started to panicked, plus taking another step backward. The teal hair man let out a frustration sigh, and walked straight over the younger man, he looked as if the smaller was about to run away any time soon, and Grimmjow didn't like chasing rabbits. Ulquiorra detected the man was heading straight toward him; his mind raced and be stumbled all the way backward until he hit hard solid wall.
Ulquiorra was about to make a run for it on his left, however an arm stretched out and slammed right beside his face. Ulquiorra became immobilized on the spot, his heart pulsing rapidly in his chest, he was scared and it was even obviously revealed on his face too. The other tanned arm slammed to the other side of his head, trapping Ulquiorra between them.
"What the fuck are you so scared off Ulquiorra?"
Grimmjow asked looking dead into his jade green eyes. Ulquiorra's fist clenched at the wall, that word, whenever someone say a swear word or started to have those dark looks, it meant they are not angry but furious. Ulquiorra didn't know how to respond, and kept silent for all it mattered. Ulquiorra was steeling himself, prepared for the worst, his eyes clamp together tightly and turning his face away. The action didn't fit too well with Grimmjow, he took his right hand off the wall and none too gently pulled Ulquiorra by the chin to look at him.
"I said look at me when I am talking to you, I don't like it when you don't." Grimmjow kept his hand onto Ulquiorra's chin so he won't turn away. "God is that so hard to understand?"
"I-I…I apologize, Grimmjow."
Grimmjow groaned and released the other from his trapped and pushed himself off the wall. Hand shuffled his hair in annoyance and the other hand on his hip. Ulquiorra never turned away as if the tanned hand still kept him intact.
"You're getting annoying, so fucking annoying." Grimmjow grunted out, "And stop apologizing."
Ulquiorra kept silent.
"Look kid, I ain't the prissy bitch type or a stuck up asshole either." Grimmjow spoke casually, his tone returning to normal. "I'm easy to understand, just don't piss me off and we're cool, deal?"
Ulquiorra's head tilted slightly, a frown of confusion written across his face.
"I…I do not understand your term…"
Grimmjow just gave him a deadpan look.
"Kid, where the hell have you been all of your life…?" Grimmjow blankly remarked. "Living under a rock?"
Ulquiorra stood silent, unsure to what to say without further angering the man. Ulquiorra didn't have social skills, therefore lacked experiences of how to deal with another soul rather than h is own. Normally people would just leave him on his own, but now…things had changed.
"Ulquiorra, let me ask you this, what the hell is wrong with you?" Grimmjow inquired. "You were fine before, so what's with you now?"
Silence,
"I do not know what to do," Ulquiorra answered honestly; "I do not know what you expect of me."
"What do I expect of you?" Grimmjow repeated back. "What do you mean by that?"
"What do you proposed for me to do, what are your terms and conditions for me?"
Grimmjow stared or a few seconds, before waving it off.
"Are you thinking how to repay me back, because you think you're indebt to me?"
Hesitantly Ulquiorra nodded.
"Fucking politics." Grimmjow cursed. "I don't care about that…"
Ulquiorra blinked. "But…"
"No buts, stay as long as you want, act how you feel like it," Grimmjow simply stated out. "I don't give a rat ass, just don't go and piss me off."
"Your terms lacked reasoning."
"Urgh, fuck reasons, just keep me company and I'll be all fine and dandy."
"But will I not disrupt your daily routine?"
"Daily routine? It's more like daily fucking chores; do you know how boring it is?" Grimmjow bristled, "If I stay in that fucked up routine any longer I'm gonna kill someone."
Ulquiorra could have sworn this was… illogical, it doesn't really add up was this man serious? His reasoning is none to existence, there wasn't really one as far as he had notice, was this man perhaps toying with him. He had to know exactly what the other man wanted out of him, there had to be a reason. Everyone sees an opportunity and reach for it, this man was no different.
"....W-what about your family, will they not mind my intrusion?"
Grimmjow just shot him a deadpan look… again.
"What family…?" Grimmjow sighed. "Kid, ya seriously don't know anything about me right?"
"I fret that I do not."
"Go figured…I don't live with anybody aside than myself."
Ulquiorra eyes widened.
"You don't know what's like being alone," then Grimmjow grinned at Ulquiorra, "Crazy stuff tend to happen to you."
So he did have a reason after all, loneliness. Ulquiorra couldn't really pictured this flamboyant man, even wealthy and possibly powerful man be lonely…that was impossible to think.
"I already told you if ya knew me, ya should already know all of that stuff." Grimmjow spoke calmly. "Ya should pay attention when I'm talking."
"I apologize…" Ulquiorra without realizing he apologized once more, earning a scowl from the other man.
"I'm gonna smack ya."
Ulquiorra eyes grew large.
"I did warn you, if you apologize one more time I'm gonna smack you."
And smack Ulquiorra he did, upside down the head, but it wasn't harsh of anything Ulquiorra had thought it was more of playful smack. The pale hair man just rubbed the sore spot that was struck by the older man, looking like he was pouting.
"What happened to your family?" Ulquiorra sulkily asked. "Do your parent not come and visit you?"
"My parents…?" Grimmjow's voice softened. "…They're dead."
"I'm sorry…" Ulquiorra suddenly felt bad for bringing that up.
Grimmjow however shot him an annoyed look. Ulquiorra flinched and remembered that he apologized yet again, and smack will soon land its mark, and his hands clamped over his mouth in this realization.
"I won't be so gentle, so watch it."
Ulquiorra nodded.
"Ch'," Grimmjow stretched himself. "I got work tomorrow, so I don't have all night to mess around."
Ulquiorra nodded and about to say good night to the other, when suddenly it hit him hard in recognition. He finally recognized the man, he as on that interview television show last two weeks ago, about his new upcoming movie.
"Ah!"
Grimmjow turned around at the sudden racket caused by Ulquiorra. His teal brow scrunched together, what was up with the kid now.
"I remembered now." Ulquiorra announced. "I saw your interview two weeks ago about your upcoming movie, so you're a movie star."
"An actor if you would put it," Grimmjow grinned.
"That's right, I remember Grimmjow Jaegerjaques currently best actor, and extremely popular with the younger audience." Ulquiorra voiced out what the new reporter's phrases.
"Good, now you finally know." Grimmjow smiled.
Grimmjow Jaegerjaques the most famous actor, extremely popular and won the most awards. That's right Ulquiorra knew that name, because as he attended his daily duties back then, that name always came up with his father's employees and even the street people would mention it everywhere he went, so how can he not know until now? Feeling the urge to hit himself hard, Ulquiorra just shrugged it off at least now he knew who he was dealing with, and Grimmjow Jaegerjaques was not someone he should take lightly.
Without knowing Ulquiorra head back toward the library where he first slept… but out of the blue, Grimmjow appeared right behind him, with another annoyed look on his face.
"Do you listen at all?" Grimmjow exhaled. "Because from what I see, listening is definitely not your strong point kid."
Ulquiorra frowned, what did the man wanted now. "I thought you needed to rest for your job tomorrow."
"Well yes captain obvious, but its you I'm talking about."
"Me…?" Ulquiorra frowned in confusion. "What about me?"
Grimmjow drew out a long exhale, obviously this kid was beyond the word naive, and Grimmjow had the urge to find the idiot who raised this kid, and give them a piece of his mind and probably beat them to bloody pulp while he's at it.
"Would it be better if you had a bedroom instead of slouching on a sofa, in library no less?"
"I do not think it is necessary, the library is warm with a fireplace." Ulquiorra looked to the lively fire. "And this sofa is big as a bed, it is sufficient."
"You're not one of those picky snot nose brats are you?"
Ulquiorra glared at the offensive man. "That is an absurd assumption; I simply do not wish to trouble you any further."
"Fuck, you speak like one of those old geezers." Grimmjow cursed. "Are you sure you're not like…what in your fifties or sixties? And you're just looking like a kid because you got malfunctioning body that stunted your growth?"
Ulquiorra had the most monstrous urge to kill his savior, oh god the man was insulting his body and mannerism, what the hell is wrong with that? Grabbing the nearest thing he could lay his hand onto, and threw it directly at Grimmjow hitting him square in the face.
Grimmjow then found himself with a large fluffy pillow launched into his face, alright that confirmed his suspicions, this kid is definitely a kid an odd ball at it, Ulquiorra was too mature and obedient for his own good. Laughter escaped tanned lips; Grimmjow took the assaulting pillow off his face and carelessly toss it onto the sofa, and shook his head lightly.
"Just making sure, night kiddo," Grimmjow grinned and left with a wink at Ulquiorra before leaving Ulquiorra to his own devices.
Ulquiorra was still fuming at the man's odd tactic trying to get a rise out of Ulquiorra, and tactic succeed more than twice in a single night. Sighing Ulquiorra took his place onto the sofa velvet of the sofa and grab the blanket Grimmjow had draped over him.
The night was definitely eventful, and every moment Ulquiorra had enjoyed it, that was hard for him to admit but yes it was all true. Ulquiorra now have a new home, a place to keep warm, and he could be fed and perhaps he could get protection from the other man. A frown crossed on his face at the thought, protection for him? Ulquiorra wasn't sure if the so said teal hair man could protect anything much, heck Ulquiorra wasn't sure what he was to the other man. Sure enough he is only a guest to keep the other company, but he did say Ulquiorra could stay as long as he liked, and he didn't seem to care much.
Then again what would happen once the other man had made a family? Ulquiorra could take his hint, because he didn't like being a third wheel. Ulquiorra knew his stay won't last long; therefore he needed to plan out his next course of action. He needed to get some financial support so he could earn his own apartment so he doesn't bother the teal hair man anymore than he already has.
That's the plan.
Satisfy with that line of thoughts, Ulquiorra contently fell into sleep, until the next morning.
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End of part II ending 2, part III will soon follow.