Gin massaged the ointment into Ulquiorra's ears as the boy squirmed and whimpered on his lap. "Oh, Ulqui, hun, I know it hurts but I have to." Gin said, he felt like he was torturing Ulquiorra with the way he was moaning but it was something he had to do or the wounds wouldn't heal. He still couldn't believe Ulquiorra had done this to himself a few days back and it all seemed a bit unrealistic for him not to of told Gin this, he didn't understand there had to be something else behind Ulquiorra's actions, hadn't there? He sighed as these thought hurt his head and heart and decided to think nothing more of it for now and focus on cleaning Ulquiorra's ears. "Almost done now."

Grimmjow sat on the floor watching TV and tuning out to Ulquiorra's whining and Gin's comforting. 'Shut up you little brat, you're so annoying' he thought to himself as he turned the TV's volume up. Damn this kid was annoying Grimmjow thought this would be nothing compared to the men who kept them as slaves. It didn't bother him that much, next time he and Ulquiorra are alone he'll teach him a thing or two about whining. 'Heh, that will shut him up' He grinned, as he thought to himself.

"Ok I'm leaving now" Aizen announced as he entered the front room, "you sure you have everything?" Gin asked, "yes I'm not you, bye Grimmjow, bye Ulquiorra." The boys recited they're good byes in chorus and Aizen left leaving just one more parent to go. "There, all done" Gin soothed as sat Ulquiorra on the sofa and went to wash his hands. Ulquiorra looked at the boy sat in front of him, he still didn't understand why Grimmjow hated him and over the past few days Grimmjow had developed a habit for slapping Ulquiorra's ears when nobody was around. It hurt more then the ointment he couldn't hear for a few moments after each hit.

Grimmjow felt Ulquiorra's gaze upon him and cast a glare in his direction forcing Ulquiorra to look away. Those eyes were so terrifying to Ulquiorra, they were psychotic just like Grimmjow. Not that Ulquiorra hated Grimmjow, there had to be a reason behind what Grimmjow did, there had to be a reason for Grimmjow's hatred and abuse. If Ulquiorra could figure out what it was then maybe he could resolve their differences and get Grimmjow to forgive him. The only thing Ulquiorra could think of was the day Grimmjow arrived and how Ulquiorra reacted to it by hitting him and calling him trash, but that wasn't it, Ulquiorra already tried apologising, but still Grimmjow continued. Ulquiorra couldn't just ask Grimmjow he was too scared to find out what would happen if he did.

"Hey kids I'm gonna have run to the shop, I'll only be 5 minuets, okay?" Gin said pulling on his jacket as he re-entered the room. "Why?" Ulquiorra asked, inside he was shouting no, that meant being alone with Grimmjow, who was very happy about this fact. "We're out of tea...again. Do you boys want anything?" The two shook their head, too shy to say yes, but Gin knew better he'd buy them something anyway. "Will you two be ok by yourselves?" Gin asked as he placed his car keys in his mouth and took the money needed from his wallet and put it into his pocket.

This was it, all Ulquiorra would have to say was, no and Gin would take them with him. But Grimmjow wasn't going to make things that simple. Climbing on the sofa with Ulquiorra he pulled Ulquiorra into a hug "Sure, I'll take of Ulqui." He innocently replied, Ulquiorra froze in Grimmjow's grasp, he didn't dare speak with Grimmjow's arms around him. "Ok then. I'll be right back." With that said Gin left. Grimmjow watched until Gin was out of sight before releasing Ulquiorra. Ulquiorra fell back onto the sofa and stared up at his brother, who had that psychotic Grin spread across his face. "Hey, Ulqui, wanna have some fun?" Ulquiorra shook his head, he'd learnt what that meant and didn't want to play any 'games' with Grimmjow. "Aw...I had a really fun game, in mind. Oh well." Grimmjow replied looking sad for a moment before grinning again and smacking Ulquiorra in the ear making the younger boy yelp in pain and fall off the sofa.

Ulquiorra curled up on the floor holding his ears and whimpering at the pain. Grimmjow snarled as he jumped down off the sofa and kicked Ulquiorra. "Quit whining, stupid brat!" Not that Ulquiorra could hear Grimmjow after the hit to his ear, all he could hear was a long high pitch beeping noise until his hearing kicked back in, so he continued to whimper as Grimmjow kicked him a second time. Not wanting to be kicked again Ulquiorra crawled away from Grimmjow and sat up against the wall, just as he began to hear again. "An you better stay over there, brat!" Grimmjow said as he sat back on the sofa and continued to watch the TV.

Ulquiorra didn't want to stay sat there, he was still in the same room as Grimmjow, he needed an excuse to get out. Quietly Ulquiorra stood up and headed for the kitchen. "And just where are you going?" Grimmjow asked, not taking his eyes off the TV. "I, I need a drink." Ulquiorra squeaked, hoping Grimmjow would let him go. Smirking Grimmjow replied "Fine!" 'heh, get your drink, I'll get you into trouble for it, maybe you'll scratch out your eyes this time.'

Ulquiorra relaxed once he was in the kitchen, he stood in silence debating whether or not to, barricade the door by putting a chair under the door handle. In the end he decided not, in case Grimmjow was to get angry and it would only make things worse next time they were alone. Sighing Ulquiorra walked over the cupboard and pulled out a cup before getting some juice out of the fridge. He poured it into the cup as slowly as possible trying to prolong his time in away from Grimmjow. He took a sip from the cup before turning back around to see his older brother stood before him grinning.

With out warning Grimmjow knocked the cup out of Ulquiorra's hands and then pushed him to the floor. "Oops, Ulquiorra you should be more careful, you've broken Aizen's cup." Ulquiorra looked at the broken cup next to him, he'd get in so much trouble for breaking it, but it wasn't his fault Grimmjow pushed him, no Aizen wouldn't listen he thought Grimmjow was an angel. "N-no I won't." Ulquiorra said looking downwards, attempting to avoid eye contact. Grimmjow gave him a look of curiosity, he never contradicted Grimmjow before. "What was that?"

Ulquiorra fell quiet of a few seconds questioning whether he should repeat himself. "I said, what was that?" Grimmjow growled kicking Ulquiorra in the stomach. Ulquiorra held his stomach, his bruise from Grimmjow's fist kick had only just fade now his stomach felt like it was burning again. "I said I won't" Ulquiorra repeat in a braver tone, he decided he'd had enough of this, he wasn't going to be pushed around no more. "You will, I tell Gin you broke it and about everything else you've done! Trash!" Ulquiorra threatened. Grimmjow grinded his teeth, his body twitched with anger, Ulquiorra couldn't talk to him like this he had no rights.

"Agh!" Grimmjow re-opened his eyes to find himself awkwardly sat on the floor, his shin ached with a new, fresh, throbbing pain. What just happened, he'd got so angry he hadn't even notice Ulquiorra kick him it the leg, making him fall backwards. He look back up to see Ulquiorra to his knee using the cupboard handle to pull himself to his feet. "You little brat!" Ulquiorra froze as Grimmjow hand gripped him by the hair and yanked him backwards so he fell back to his knees. "You don't touch me!"

"Ow! Grimmjow, let go!" Ulquiorra cried as he reached for Grimmjow's hand and tried to tear it away from the back of his head. "Shut it! You're gonna learn you damn place!" Grimmjow growled as he forced Ulquiorra's head forward and smashed it into the cupboard door. Ulquiorra didn't even get chance to scream from pain as his head collided with the cupboard again. "Stupid Brat!" Grimmjow shouted as he continued these actions until blood spat from Ulquiorra's head and smeared across the door and floor.

Ulquiorra cried as the unbearable pain grew worse and worse and he thought a thought that no child should, a thought he couldn't even understand...He's going to kill me...Hurry up already...Hurry up and die! "Grimm...jow! Stop...Please...I'm sorry!" He begged and begged but Grimmjow wouldn't listen, he couldn't, he didn't even know what he was doing any more. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

"Oi, where do you think your going?" The boy's captures called from his bed. The boy stopped from his crawling, he'd been caught. "I...um..." His body shook knowing his punishment was about to start, on top of just being violated by his master. He twiddled with the dirty and blood covered rags he had to wear which barely covered him, in an attempt to calm his nerves and think of an excuse. Even though it was useless, he'd still be punished, for his master's entertainment. "well, brat?"

"I...I..." Tears of fear welled up in the boys eyes as his shaking became worse and visible to the man even from across the room. His master stood allowing the covers to fall from his naked form, once again revealing himself to the boy. Giving the boy a smile of torment he walked over to the boy and crouched down, forcing eye contact. "Did I say you could leave?" Too afraid to speak the boy shakily nodded as the tears escaped his eyes. "Well then naughty boys have to be punished!" He stated as he pushed the boy backward to he fell against the wall. The boy's heart began to pound he knew that his punishment was going to be his master's pleasure and allowed more tears to flow.

His master lifted the rags away from what they were cover and paused. Opening his legs the boy knew better then to refuse, he couldn't take another beating and would rather just get it over and done with. By now the boy had been broken by his master. The child unwillingly moaned as his master played with him, probing and squeezing him. Once satisfied his master's hands retreated and he added one last torment "You're a little slut." A good little boy would have replied 'yes master' or at the least would have stayed silent, but he wasn't a good boy, he hated being called a slut, that one word was a trigger that turned all his emotion to anger

Through his anger the boy kicked his master and cursed him, freezing the moment the insult had passed his mouth, what had he done. He stared up at his angered master. "You little brat!" The man shouted as he gripped the child's hair and forced him to his feet. The boy winced at the pain though out his trembling body. "Please, I!" The boy began, knowing there was no way of getting out of what ever his master was about to do. "Shut it! You're gonna learn your place, Grimmjow!" he shouted again as he began pounding Grimmjow's head against the wall, mercilessly and with the goal of killing him. "I...I'm sorry!...I'm so-rry..." the begged and begged "I'm sorry..."

"Grimm..jow...I'm..." Ulquiorra's pleaded no longer able to shout he only stuttered the words. He was barely conscious by, blood was every where, red was all Ulquiorra could see. "I'm...sorry!" Grimmjow froze for a moment before holding his hands against his face as the memory faded from his mind. Ulquiorra's body fell to the floor, shaking, twitching with pain and terror. Grimmjow kept his hands pressed firmly against his face, he didn't want remove them. He was sure if he did he'd bleed, bleed like he did then. The memory felt so real like the man had found him and started forcing his head against the wall again, only this time Grimmjow was sure he'd die.

Then he herd something a whimper, a cry, a cry from his brother. It sounded like a mumbling of the words...I'm sorry...And it was those words, that cry that made Grimmjow realise what he had done. Slowly removing his hands away from his face, in terror of what he'd see, his eyes met to the sight of Ulquiorra's twitching, still pleading body surrounded by his own blood. "Ul-Ulqui-ourra?" His body trembled at the thought that he did this to his own little brother and the thought that "I'm...I'm just...like them. Ulquiorra I'm sorry!" Grimmjow's trembling legs gave away as he fell forward, next to Ulquiorra, covering his hands and knees in Ulquiorra blood, tears streamed down Grimmjow's face, what had he done? "Ulquiorra?"

"Gri...I'm..sorr..ry" Ulquiorra squeaked as he struggled to breath through the pain. "No...Ulqui" Grimmjow whispered as he carefully lifted Ulquiorra's body and gently hugged him. "It's ok Ulqui, I forgive you." He softly whispered, even though he knew it wasn't Ulquiorra that should be apologising but he also knew it's what Ulquiorra need to hear, to put his mind at ease. Attempting to move Ulquiorra as little as possible Grimmjow took a cloth off the side near them and gently as possible pressed it against Ulquiorra's bleeding head.

Grimmjow sat Ulquiorra up against the wall and told him to hold the cloth against his head "Grimmjow...It hurts" Ulquiorra whimpered with tears still rolling down his blood stained cheeks. "sh...I know...I'll, I'll get some pain killers." Grimmjow informed him as he walked over to the medicine cupboard and took out the pain killers, his body still trembling. Grimmjow frantically read the label, searching for dosage instructions, because he'd never used these before. After finally finding them he took out one and held it out to Ulquiorra along with a glass of water.

Ulquiorra looked down at his free arm as he realised he couldn't move everything had locked into place, he looked back up to Grimmjow helplessly searching for an answer in him. "Open your mouth" Grimmjow said kneeling down next to Ulquiorra, who did as he was told and opened his mouth wide enough for Grimmjow to place the pill inside and hold the glass of water to Ulquiorra's mouth as he drank. "Now just keep this against your head" Grimmjow instructed Ulquiorra as he pulled him into another gentle hug. "Grimmjow?"

"Yeah, Ulquiorra?"

"The blood..." Ulquiorra whimpered, he'd still be crying of his eyes had any tears left to cry with. He didn't want to see the bloody mess his head had made, it scared him to know he'd bled that much. Grimmjow shakily stood up, he was amazed by the fact he still could and walked to the sink, pulling out a wash cloth and began wiping up the blood. He wanted to throw up, the sight of the blood disturbed Grimmjow more than it did Ulquiorra. It convinced him that, he was just like them. Unlike Ulquiorra Grimmjow could still cry, he couldn't stop, it was killing him inside to know that he did this to Ulquiorra. That he'd brought Ulquiorra, his little brother, this close to death.

He look back at Ulquiorra to find he did past out, the first thought in his head was that Ulquiorra had died, no he'd killed him. "Ulqui!" He called as he ran to the boy's side. He gently shook his brother's body constantly calling his name, tears flowing faster then before. "Ulqui! Ulqui!" Grimmjow paused as he noticed something...Ulquiorra was breathing! He was alive! Lying down behind Ulquiorra, Grimmjow pulled him into his arms, "Ulqui" he breathed.

"Boys I'm back!"

"Dad?" Grimmjow sat up, both relieved and terrified to hear Gin's voice. "Ulquiorra? Grimmjow?" Gin called again in confusion as to why there wasn't to little boys greeting him by wrapping themselves around his legs to knock him over, like they normally did. Grimmjow sat back against the wall and held Ulquiorra in his arms. What if Gin found out it was him, he'd be taken away. He couldn't cope with that, he couldn't loose another family, he just couldn't.

"Grimmjow! Ulquiorra!" Gin shouted as his eyes came to meet to scene in the kitchen. He immediately dropped the shopping and ran to the boys huddled up against the wall. Grimmjow looked up at his father with teary eyes then went back to hiding his face in Ulquiorra's bloody hair. "Grimmjow what happened!"Gin asked frantically tears welling up in his eyes, he couldn't even begin to describe the pain and guilt he felt. Grimmjow didn't answer he just tightened his grip around Ulquiorra.

Coming back to his senses Gin pulled out his phone and called for an ambulance, before turning back to Grimmjow. "Grimmjow...Give Ulquiorra to me."

"No!"

"Grimmjow, it ok, you're safe now, please give him to me." Gin shakily said gently placing his arms around Ulquiorra and lifting him into his arms as he scanned his body, the only wound was on his head. Grimmjow was sure they'd get rid of him, it was the end of another family, his biological family was murdered and now this one won't want him. Hearing the traumatised boy's whimpers Gin pulled him into a hug, holding each boy in one arm, "It's ok now, Grimmjow" he soothed. Gin had to stay calm, he had to remain the parent, wasn't allowed to freak out he had to comfort Grimmjow and make sure no more damage came to either of them.

It didn't take long for the ambulance to arrive and take Ulquiorra off to the hospital, because they had to start operation inside the ambulance Gin and Grimmjow wasn't allowed to go in there with him. "Ulqui? Where they taking Ulqui! Give him back" Grimmjow shouted in panic, fisting and kicking the air in attempt to get out of Gin's grasp. "Grimm, it's ok, they're doctors. They'll help him." Gin explained over and over again before the boy listened. "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital." Gin said before carrying Grimmjow to the car and strapping him in. "He'll, he'll be ok, right? They'll save him, won't they?"

"Yes Grimmjow, I promise Ulquiorra will be ok."

Please don't kill me! I promiss that's the end of the abuse! SORRY ULQUIORRA! SORRY FAN PEOPLE!