Grimmjow taps the end of his pencil on his desk, staring blankly at an equally empty piece of paper. So here he is, on his first day at work, and he's got no idea for the company. Well, he isn't technically working for K-Ad Co. yet. Today the owners of the company are just going to see how well he socialized and sprung ideas for the company. K-Ad Co. is basically responsible for coming up with slogans for just about everything in Karakura Town; from billboards to toothbrush boxes to the little tic-tac boxes people buy at drug stores. Although it doesn't seem like such an important job, it is actually one of the most crucial and highest paying jobs in the town.

People don't buy things depending on how useful it is in their lives. They buy it depending on how catchy their catchphrase is. For example, 'Sugar-coated Hollow-O's' aren't exactly healthy for little tykes. In fact, they cause tooth decay faster than most cereals. But its slogan 'Now eat your monsters with sugar!' was so catchy, the first stock was finished by the end of the month. People dig catchy slogans. That's why Grimmjow is sitting at his desk, trying to come up with a line for a new brand of toothpaste and instead, is suffering from a major writer's bloc. He slams his fist angrily on his desk, and snaps his pencil in half.

'Damn!' he swears under his breath. 'It isn't that hard to come up with a line toothpaste brand! Think! Think! Think!'

'Don't kill yourself, Jaguerjack!' Shinji chimes as he looks into his cubicle with a wide grin plastered across his face like he knows a joke about Grimmjow. Maybe that's why whenever Grimmjow sees his face he just wants to punch his lights out. He can be such a piss-off at times. 'You can't expect to contribute something on the first day. It's usually the geniuses who can!'

And there he goes…

'Shut up, Shinji, and focus on your own work,' Grimmjow broods and tosses his broken pencil into the trashcan. He opens a drawer to get a new one.

'Touch-y,' Shinji tuts and crosses his arm over the edge of the wall dividing their cubicles. 'Looks like someone is having a bad day.'

'Actually,' Grimmjow flashes him a fake smile. 'If you poke that fugly head of yours up your ass, it might just get better.'

'You're sick, Jaguerjack,' Shinji mutters, his smile slipping a notch but he gladly lowers himself back in his cubicle. Grimmjow breathes a sigh of relief. Some peace at last! Maybe now he can think of something for his project. He glances at his desk at the photo frame containing a picture of him and Ichigo at a picnic. Grimmjow had attempted to take the picture himself one-handedly and he has to admit, it came out pretty good. They look like quite the cute couple as many of his colleagues praised. Some even said he was quite the catch. Grimmjow smirks at that thought. He loves it when people admire Ichigo. Because he is his and no one else's…

His daydreams of Ichigo are shattered by the blaring of his cellphone ringtone 'Omerta' by Lamb of God. He quickly picks it up and, without even looking to see who's calling, places it to his ear.

'Yeah?' he answers, disgruntled at being forced to abandon his day fantasies.

'Grimmjow! You busy!' his lover's urgent voice crackles over the phone and Grimmjow's heart leaps into his throat.

'Ichigo!' he cries happily and leans back in his chair, eager to talk to him. 'You won't believe it but I was just thinking about you right now and-!'

'That's great,' Ichigo interrupts him, talking quite rapidly like he is in a hurry. 'But listen, are you busy?'

Grimmjow's heart flutters at how uninterested his lover is in his adoration for him. He peeks at the empty paper and pencil lying idly on his desk, waiting for him to fill it with his 'ideas'.

'Not…really,' he says slowly.

'Great! I need you to do me a favor!' he says, his voice brightening. Grimmjow nods. It wouldn't hurt if he popped out and did something for Ichigo. After all, inspiration might strike while he's out. 'I need you to go to Nel's school! Her teacher called me and told me Nel is in trouble but I'm a little tied up with my case so can you please go see what's the matter?'

Silence.

'Hello? Grimmjow? You there?' Ichigo says impatiently and someone whispers something to him in the background. 'Yes, yes, I know! I'll get back to you as soon as I'm done here! Grimmjow, please do this for me! It would mean the world to me if you did! I have to go now! Bye!'

The phone clicks shut and Grimmjow mechanically places it back on his desk, just staring at it. Perfect. Just perfect. He's just enjoying hearing his boyfriend and all he can ask is if he can play babysitter for his precious 'daughter'. What about his needs? Don't they matter? Grimmjow groans and covers his eyes. Well, he isn't going to show Ichigo that he is an irresponsible adult again. He'll have to go and see Nel for whatever she's done on her first day. As he exits his cubicle, Shinji pops his annoying head out of his corner once again.

'Oi! Jaguarjack! Where you off to? We don't get a break for at least another hour!' he calls after him and an enormous tic begins to throb on Grimmjow's forehead. He clenches his hands into fists and breaths.

'I need to leave for something urgent,' he says coolly and keeps walking.

'The boss isn't going to be pleased,' Shinji whistles and points to the front. Grimmjow winces when he sees his boss, Hiyori. Shit.

'And just where do you think you are going?' the snappishly little girl of a boss demands as he stops dead in front of her.

'Uh…uh…'

'He was planning to skip out on us, Miss boss,' Shinji says promptly as he comes from behind and messes up Grimmjow's hair. That's strike two for Shinji's wisecracks today and Grimmjow isn't in the mood to tolerate anymore from him. Hiyori raises an eyebrow.

'Family emergency,' Grimmjow mutters and lowers his head so as to not look directly into her eyes.

'Family emergency?' Shinji explodes and laughs. 'What family? You never talk about your family and all you got is a busybody for a boyfriend-!'

Strike three.

SMASH!

Shinji falls backwards with the incredible force of Grimmjow's punch. Grimmjow shakes his hand and breezes past his boss who doesn't bat an eye.

'You…you…' Shinji sputter from the floor as he covers his mouth. 'You broke my teeth! What am I supposed to do with them now!'

'Just let 'em shine,' Grimmjow mutters as he slams the door shut. Shinji gapes at the closed door. Hiyori scratches her chin.

'Just let 'em shine,' she ponders. 'Catchy.'