DISCLAIMER: I don't own BLEACH. BLEACH is a property of Tite Kubo, and is not my intellectual property. There is no financial gain made from this nor will any be sought. This is for entertainment purposes only. This fanfiction story is only inspired by a real life event. Any resemblance to any real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Feelings

Yylforte watched Di Roy sighed then frown while looking at those blood-stained gauze that once covered Grimmjow's injured shoulder. Di Roy looked so miserable right now. Like he's going to cry any minute.

Good thing that their other team mates are now somewhere else.

"Oi Di. You looked like you just lost your boyfriend." He said while smiling, trying to taunt Di Roy more.

Di Roy's frown deepened as he spared Yyforte a glance before starting to tidy up his equipment. The last person that he would want to spend time with would be Yylforte because among his team mates, this guy is the most annoying.

"Give me a break." He said standing up and gathering his equipment. But as he was about to leave, Yylforte grabbed his arm and forced him to sit back down.

"Come on! You know that I was just teasing you. You're so obvious you know?" Yylforte said, sitting beside him and tapping his shoulder in a friendly way while frowning.

This made Di Roy release a long and deep sigh. Was he that obvious? Damn.

All the while he's thinking that he was doing a great job. It's kinda making him paranoid.

Yylforte released a matching sigh, earning Di Roy's attention.

"Your situation is kinda difficult you know." Yylforte followed.

Another sigh from D Roy.

Yes, I know. He thought.

He likes Grimmjow. A lot.

From the moment he first set eyes on this dangerously handsome guy, he thought that he's already doomed. And he loved him even more after Grimmjow found out that he's gay and just brushed it off like it's no big deal when in Germany, being gay is a BIG deal.

In Germany, men and, to a lesser extent, , were two of the most targeted people by the Nazis. He saw a gay friend got shot by a Nazi point blank and laughing like he just killed an ant. And as if it wasn't enough, they kicked his body and smashed his head using iron bars. During that time he knew that his fate is going to be just the same. He swallowed all of his fear and readied himself for his death. But they didn't kill him. According to that guy who killed his friend, they're "going to have fun with him" first. Di Roy thought that he just saw the devil after hearing that.

For 3 days they took turns on breaking him using all kinds of torture, name it. All those time, he begged and begged them to just kill him. But they didn't listen. He thought that his friend being shot is much better than those horrible things that he experienced. And all that he could do is cry. Cry and cry until there's nothing left. That's when he lost his beliefs and regretted that he ever believed in God. But just when all hope seemed to disappear, Grimmjow came. Grimmjow saved him.

He can still remember that moment. It's as if God himself came down to save him from all of his miseries. He was very happy, but then he remembered, Grimmjow was already late. Di Roy was already violated. And for the first time after 3 days, he cried. He wished him to kill him there. No, the word begged is much more appropriate. He said he can't live anymore, that he'd rather die than live in shame. But what Grimmjow said made him change his mind.

"If you really want to die brat then I won't stop you. You can just go jump over that cliff over there I won't give a damn. But if you would choose to be with me then I promise you that I won't let anything bad happen to you anymore. I promise you that."

That's why Di Roy promised that he will serve him until the day he dies.

Of course he knew that from the beginning he doesn't have a chance. He never even wished for Grimmjow to love him the way he does because Grimmjow is like a God for them.

Their own savior.

But now that Grimmjow has Ichigo, even though Di Roy doesn't have any ill-intent against that kid, he can't help but feel jealous. Why? What makes Ichigo so different from him? From them?

Another sigh.

Seeing his comrade have his own inner struggle made Yylforte frown more. He wanted to do something for this kid but he can't think of anything.

Di Roy has been really quiet about his own feelings, to the point of sometimes distancing himself from the group. That's why Yylforte genuinely wanted to make this boy feel better.

Yylforte's eyebrows furrowed upon realizing what he's been doing.

What the heck? I must've been watching this kid for too long to feel bad for him. It's not like I got a thing for him, right?

But questions disappeared after noticing that the younger boy is now crying.

Tsk.

"H-Hey, don't do that kind of shit on me Di. I don't want them to think that I'm making you cry!"

Di Roy wiped his tears and looked at the other guy accusingly.

"Then don't start acting like you care!" He snapped back.

Honestly he can't understand this guy. Approaching him like that and acting like he understand what he's been going through. He sniffed and wiped more of his tears before standing up when Yylforte suddenly pulled him back and hugged him, forcing him towards the older guy's chest.

"Sorry." He heard him say.

"I'm sorry for being an ass Di. I won't do it again."

Di Roy blinked. He can't believe that this is happening. He felt really strange, and awkward. This is the first time that Yylforte acted nice towards him. He can't help but feel suspicious. But then he heard the other guy's fast heartbeat, and this made him feel a bit flushed.

He pushed Yylforte away and forced himself to sit down. He's still feeling awkward but he still forced himself to look at the other guy while trying his best to not blush. Something's strange here, he just can't pin point what.

"What?" Yylforte asked, frowning.

Di Roy looked away, breaking their eye-contact. He got to get away from him. He feels very strange. He then stood up and started gathering his things.

"Uuh, your hair. It's too long. You looked kinda like a girl." He blurted out.

"Huh? But I like this style..." Yylforte answered, playing with the tips of his hair.

Di Roy finally managed to look at him again with a frown.

"Then it's about time you change it." He said, trying his best to look angry but is failing.

He then started to walk towards his room in a haste leaving Yylforte alone with a very puzzled look.

ooOOXOOoo

"How is he?"

Starrk's voice is firm. It's kinda difficult to hide something from him when he's talking like this. But at the same time, this made Grimmjow happy because Starrk only use this kind of tone when he's really concerned.

He took a bite from a bread that he's holding and drank some coffee before answering his father.

"He can't remember anything. He said he's too young during that time. But it's kinda difficult for me to accept that, since the pain from getting a tattoo is something that you won't easily forget." He answered, remembering his pain while having his back branded after he was chosen by Aizen to be a part of his squad.

Brand. That's what he think it is. Because a tattoo is something that you choose. But this, this was forced on him. But even though he doesn't like it at first, he came to love his brand eventually, because it rhymes with sex. Makes him look badass. He smirked at that.

"Well, Japan is a pretty weird place. That country is too religious. I won't be surprised if they performed some kind of magic on that boy to make him forget." Starrk answered.

"But why would they want him to forget? I mean they already went ahead and tattooed that crest on his back while he's still very young, and then what? Make him forget that he's a member of the imperial family? I don't understand."

Grimmjow's signature frown occupied his face while crossing his arms in front of him and resting his back on his seat.

"I think what you should be asking is what they're doing here. I heard that members of the imperial family are not allowed to go outside of the palace. And if Ichigo is really a member of that family, then I'm guessing that his parents are too. Then what are they doing here?"

Starrk stood up taking Grimmjow's empty cup and his own to the sink. But instead of sitting back down, he remained by the sink with his arms crossed in front of him just like Grimmjow and leaned his back on the counter.

"He said they're in France because of his grandparents. His mother's parents are both French. Both are sick and are too old so they were forced to go there to take care of them. But since the town doesn't have a doctor, his father decided to stay. They were supposed to go back to Japan in 10 days, but then the massacre happened." Grimmjow unconsciously gripped his hands, remembering what happened during that day. His frown deepened as he tried to avert his memories but failed.

Starrk's eyebrows furrowed as he watches his son's irritation eat the best of himself. He haven't seen his son act like this before.

Why are you letting this boy control you like this? Why is he so important to you?

Starrk sighed loudly earning his son's attention.

"It seems like you're forgetting something Grimmjow." Starrk stood and walked towards the table before stopping in front of his son.

"Grimmjow, you're a soldier. You promised to serve and protect Germany above anything else. How are you going to perform your duties if you'll just let this boy occupy your mind? You've been away for too long. Heck, I've been away for too long as well trying to pretend that I'm taking care of you. Sooner or later they would come here to check up on you."

"My God, Dad! It's only been 4 days! I need to heal my shoulder first before going back there!"

Grimmjow's voice rouse a few octave as both of his hands hit the table.

"Really now?! You need a break?! Because I'm quite sure that you had far more worse wounds that this before but never even asked for more than 2 days of break before going back to the field!" Stark answered, hitting his palm on the exact location of his son's injury. He was expecting Grimmjow to cry out of pain, but he didn't. It was the opposite. He was a bit surprised to see that it didn't even made Grimmjow grimace. Sometimes, Grimmjow's healing ability really freaks him out.

What kind of monster are you kid?

"If you care so much about them then go back! You don't have to stay here with me." Grimmjow added. This shortened Starrk's patience a great deal but he forced himself to stay calm. He exhaled a bit loudly before facing his son once again.

"What about your team? Grimmjow please be responsible with everything that you do. You're not a kid anymore." Starrk retorted. He's expecting his son to fell his anger but he continued as if he didn't say anything wrong.

"We can tell the SS commander that they died. A lot of people are dying here nowadays anyway. And besides, I know at this rate, Germany is going to lose this battle, it's better to just let them go and hide for now. They're not even Germans like us. It'll be easier for them to start again-

A slap. There goes Starrk's patience.

Grimmjow's eyes widened as he realize that his father slapped his face. He's not sure why but this slap is a lot more painful than the slash wound that his foster-father gave him before.

He turned to look at his father, and what he saw is something that he will forever remember. Because this is the first time that he saw his father this angry.

"Are you really crazy huh?! How could you say that?! You don't care about your country?! What kind of soldier are you huh?! You have no integrity! You sounded like you're in love with that-

"I am." Grimmjow answered, standing up to face his father.

"I'm gay Dad. What are you gonna do?"

Starrk's eyes grew wide as his brain slowly digest what Grimmjow just said. He can't believe this. Grimmjow? Gay? He looked at his son dumbfoundedly, trying to deny what he just heard.

No. This can't be.

He inhaled forcefully and released the air slowly, clenching his shaking hands to calm himself. And after a few seconds, looked back to his adoptive son

"Since when?" He asked in a very serious tone.

"I just found out. A few days ago." Grimmjow answered looking down.

Starrk's eyes furrowed once more.

"Holy shit Grimmjow. You found out that you're gay just a few days ago? Because of that kid right?! No, never mind being gay, but for goodness sake Grimmjow! He's only 12 years old! Are you some kind of a pedophile?!"

Grimmjow grimaced upon hearing that. He know that their situation is bad, but it still sound so much worse when coming from someone else.

He sighed.

"It's not like that. My feelings towards him are not sexual... yet."

"YET!" Starrk bellowed.

"Oh my God Grimmjow! What am I going to say to Mr. Barragan?!" Starrk sat down on a nearby chair, defeated. He wasn't really expecting to hear all of that. So much information in just one day. And the day is just about to start!

He sighed again as Grimmjow's words echoed inside his head as if those words are trying to mock him.

Grimmjow is Gay. And he's in love with a 12-year-old brat.

Oh my God, where did I go wrong?

Grimmjow sat down as well, feeling tired. He was not expecting it to be this difficult but easy at the same time. He know that it's a lot to take in, but at least now he got a good reason to stay around Ichigo. Not that he's being forced to do so, but at least being in love is much more acceptable than not having any reason at all.

He just wish that there's a much better way of breaking this thing off with Starrk. He doesn't want to hurt his father.

Another sigh came out from Starrk before leaning back on his chair. He's scared of what's going to happen after this. But the scariest part is that Grimmjow's coming out is not a really big deal for him.

It was like his mind is already expecting this to happen. Oh right. He even joked about it from day one.

What is happening to me?

Grimmjow's frown turned into a pout. He sighed and averted his gaze towards the window of their house and released another sigh.

"I know it's hard. Please don't take it out on Ichigo. He, I, I haven't told him about my feelings yet. And as you said, he's still too young." Grimmjow sounded calm, but there's a certain excitement that Starrk saw on his eyes.

"You sounded like you're raising a pig that you're going to slaughter in the future, only that it's not a pig but a boy, and you are not going to kill him but fuck him instead."

"OH COME ON DAAD! GIVE ME A BREAK!" Grimmjow shouted, throwing his arms in the air like he just heard the most absurd thing in his lifetime.

Starrk is about to say something but then he noticed Ichigo standing in the doorway, clearly doubting weather he should enter or not. Starrk cleared his throat to announce his arrival to Grimmjow.

"Looks like your boyfriend is here." He followed, loud enough for Grimmjow to hear.

Grimmjow's eyes grew wide for a short moment before turning to look at Ichigo's direction. Starrk is expecting his son to act weird now that Ichigo is here but Grimmjow's tone of voice is far away from what he's expecting to hear.

"What do you want brat?" Grimmjow asked in a very rude and annoyed tone.

Starrk's eyebrow rose. His eyes immediately seeking the younger guy to see his reaction to his son's feigned arrogance. He saw Ichigo frown, entering the kitchen and going for a cup to get himself some water from the tap. He gargled first before drinking 2 cups of water straight before washing his face and walking towards Grimmjow. He looked at him, straight to his eyes before shaking his wet hands right in front of Grimmjow's face.

"I'm not a brat, asshole." He answered before leaving the kitchen.

After a few seconds, the kitchen was filled with Starrk's booming laugh. Grimmjow's eyes were still wide when he looked at his father, but was immediately replaced by a frown seeing his father laughing his ass out.

"Shut up old man." He said, pouting.

Starrk tried his best to stop but failed, wiping the tears that formed around his eyes as he watch his son's irritation rise slowly.

This is going to be very interesting. He thought.

つづく

It's been a long time I know. *sighs*

I have no excuse. I'll try to make another one. Please don't leave me... T_T