Chapter 2
"Why are you fishing around in the box again?" Grimmjow asked from the opened bathroom door as he watch Ulquiorra digging into another large box of pictures that was found in the attic next to where the first on had been.
"In order to find your father we have to know what his name is," Ulquiorra replied.
"And your looking around in the box because?" Grimmjow pressed.
"Your birth certificate might be in here, and if it is then that means his name is probably on it." Ulquiorra said.
"How many times must I remind you of the fact that he didn't want me, and he probably didn't sign it at all?" Grimmjow said.
"My father didn't want me either, but his name is on mine. Like I said before; it wouldn't hurt to look." Ulquiorra replied.
"I really doubt that you will find anything in there-"
"Nicholas Jaegerjaquez." Ulquiorra said quickly.
"What?" Grimmjow asked.
"That's his names, or at least that's what it says here." Ulquiorra said as he eyed the very tattered piece of paper that was Grimmjow's birth certificate.
"Let me see that," Grimmjow demanded. He quickly made his way over to Ulquiorra and took the paper from his hands. He read the paper over and over again not wanting to believe what he was reading off of the paper. Right there in front of him and plain black and white letters was his father's name. It was on the bottom left hand section on the paper on a line that was labeled father's name underneath.
"So that makes that score 2:1" Ulquiorra said.
"I guess it does, but the game isn't over, we still have to find this asshole." Grimmjow replied.
"Why is he an ass?" Ulquiorra asked.
"Because I know he is." Grimmjow replied.
"You can't say that….besides you don't even know that guy." Ulquiorra said with a small smile. Grimmjow rolled his eyes then refolded the piece of paper and threw it back into the box of pictures it had come out of. He grabbed the box from the bed and placed it on the floor then pushed it underneath the bed with his foot.
"Now we just need to find out where he lives." Ulquiorra said.
"Leave it alone ulqui." Grimmjow groaned as he laid across the bed and covered his head with one of the pillows on the bed.
"No," Ulquiorra replied bluntly.
"Why not?" Grimmjow whined into the pillow.
"Because, now I'm interested and I we need to meet with him." Ulquiorra replied as laid down over Grimmjow back. Grimmjow rolled over nearly sending Ulquiorra flying of the side of the bed and onto the floor. Grimmjow grabbed Ulquiorra by the waist, keeping him from falling on the floor, and straighten out his body so that Ulquiorra was laying on top of him chest-to-chest.
"This isn't really important." Grimmjow said in a low voice. Ulquiorra sighed and leaned his head against Grimmjow's chest.
"You're being so negative…... that's my job." Ulquiorra said with a frown.
"I'm really not," Grimmjow replied. Ulquiorra pushed himself up and repositioned his body so that he was straddling Grimmjow at the waist.
"Fine then," Ulquiorra said. "One more game, if I win we find him; if you win, I'll leave it alone." He said as he balled one hand into a fist and placed it in his other hand.
"Really rock paper scissors?" Grimmjow asked.
"It's the only fair game I could think of." Ulquiorra replied with a shrug.
"Alright then," Grimmjow replied. "On three. One….two….two and a half…"
"Three!" Ulquiorra shouted loudly throwing out his hand.
"Why do you always choose rock?" Ulquiorra asked as he looked at both of their hands.
"Because you always choose paper." Grimmjow replied with a smile.
"I knew you were just trying to be difficult." Ulquiorra said smiling back.
Author's note:
I know this is short but there is more coming soon I promise