Sorry this chapter is late, been planning my son's first birthday and just mommy life!

So once more I do not own Bleach and this is where I do my own take so its a bit AU, and I must say I'm a bit unfamiliar with Grimmjow and Gin, but they are essential to my plot so I hope i used them correctly

(Its obviously that drowning in lemon has won lol) please enjoy this new chapter :) your reviews give the confidence to continue!

(BTW lots of cussing...I remember Grimmy has a potty mouth)

Ch 11: Heartbeat

" Fuck this shit!" Grimmjow growled maliciously, his fingers curled around a document as a dangerous energy pulsed around him. His subordinates watched him with creased brows as he viciously threw down the offending parchment, a low growl vibrating in his chest.

" But Sire you must speak at the meeting." A servant simpered weakly, cobalt eyes narrowed on the young hallow whose name meant nothing to him.

"Do I need to repeat myself? Fuck This Shit!" Grimmjow hollered at the smaller male finding a sick satisfaction at the way his body trembled. The room fell into a hushed silence as His penetrating gaze look down upon them with complete authority.

" I may be the Motherfucking King now of this piece of shit land." His deep voice filled the air. "But that does not give those Fucking Shinigami bitches the right to summon me whenever they fucking well please!"

"Tch Tch Tch Grimm-san you are being a bit unreasonable"

Grimmjow's head snapped up. " Gin" He sneered, his fingers twitching to wrap around the hilt of his sword.

A smile larger than his face split across, grinning like a man that held all the cards Gin sauntered in with an air of importance. Even the King's guards held their weapons at the ready, all the while giving the disgraced Shinigami a larger berth.

"What the fuck you want?" Grimmjow spat as he watched the sly mans every step, every twitch of a finger and every draw of breath.

" You are being too hasty throwing off going to the negotiations." Gin tapped his chin. "Are you to tell me the new king of Hueco Mundo is already willing to follow its previous kings misfallings?"

The long oak table creaked beneath Grimmjow's fingers, he bore his weight down upon the giving wood feeling the polished surface splinter beneath his palms. The very air pulsed with his rage, inside he knew his arrogance to not attend this historic meeting could incite a war but seeing those smug shinigami and not crossing blades with them! The temptation would be too much for his blood thirst, he wasn't a diplomat and he knew that well, going to a summit where words were weapons would surely be his new kingdom's downfall. Grimmjow growled as he leaned back, scrubbing fingers through his sky blue hair.

"And what? You have a solution to this?" Grimmjow watched the man, his eyes falling into dangerous slits. "You once advised Aizen, his downfall was that not part of your scheme?"

Gin chuckled his closed eyes seemed to mock the king before him, long fingers smoothed over his hamaka. " Why KIng Grimm-san, you would believe me a traitor?"

"Fucking mind games don't work you sly bastard" The king's roar was deafening.

" Still quick tempered as always" Gin mused as his large sickening grin stretched across his face " I'm just here to give you a piece of information that may or may not help you in the coming weeks."

"You think your ass will leave here?" Grimmjow spat his reiatsu surging with murderous intent. "Your fucking information won't save you!"

The king's subjects stiffen with unconcealed glee, their eyes sizing up the silver fox that stood before them. He was in a den of wolves slobbering for a taste, unbeknownst to the wolves a real predator stood before them.

Gin sighed rubbing his temple. "I would like to end this without bloodshed."

"Where would the fun be in that?" Grimmjow let out a bark of laughter, excitement skated along his skin as the promise of battle ignited his blood.

"You won't reconsider even if the information concerns a certain espada whose rank was cuatro?" The silver fox looked upon the King with a look of knowledge brimming within.

The pulse of hunger flatlined as the room fell into a cold silence, a thrum of fear and a tangible smell of terror churned within the rooms depths. Grimmjow straightened his spine and looked at the fox with a silent fury that danced within the cobalt depths of his eyes.

"Speak."

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Humiliation seemed to be a common theme for this week. 'Kurosakiiiiii!' her mind wailed as she was once again reminded that her unrequited love would forever view her as a weirdo.'Of course this had to happen, Ulquiorra just couldn't cooperate!' Tears stung her eyes as she pressed her fists to them to smother away her sadness. 'Can this week get any worse?'

"Onna crying so pathetically will not solve this issue." That monotone voice made her bite back her thoughts. 'Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to!' She glared up at him, watching as he stood motionless in her body without a care in the world, it's not like he just destroyed her image in front of Kurosaki oh no not that immovable statue. She felt an urge to hiss at him like a cat but bit it back as she leveled him with scathing look.

"You couldn't have just let me put some make-up on you!" She shouted, she wasn't the type to lose it but her every nerve felt like it was flayed, open and raw like a fresh wound. "I didn't want Kurosaki-kun to suspect anything Ulquiorra! Makeup would've helped distract people from the fact that my face has literally no expression"

She gulped down lungful after lungful of air preparing to rip into him once more but felt nothing except sobs escaped her lips, mournful gasps and shuddering whimpers spill over like a waterfall. For a cheerful girl few things could bring Orihime down and this was the last straw, she crumpled to the ground wrapping her arms around herself as she sat in a messy heap. Tears stained her cheeks as the past events seemed to hit her like a mack truck, overwhelmed didn't come close to how she felt. She wanted her body back, hell she wanted the last 24 or more hours back, rewind all the events. She was humiliated in front of Kurosaki-kun 'my body looks like a child drew all over it!' she felt her face flush as she sniffled pathetically 'Oh kami I look like a clown!' her fingers eased to her temples to halt the migraine that was emerging. She felt the tears start to slow and trickle down her cheeks, her throat felt raw and scratchy but what made her pause was a warmth that spread across her spine. Delicate arms encircled her waist in a loose hold and a gentle murmuring caressed her ear, her eyes widen, Ulquiorra was embracing...her?!

He didn't know what possessed him but he felt like his world would implode if he didn't ease her suffering in some form. 'I just wanted to stop that endless wailing.' He summarized as he held her gently, his current body unable to encase her in his warmth so he settled for gentle words.

"Onna it is fine, things will return to the proper order once this week is through." He assured her, his touches and words were like butterfly wings, beautiful but fleeting. He felt her body tremble, as if on reflex he tightened his hold and rested his forehead against the width of her shoulder. 'Forgive me Orihime.'

Emotions welled in her, emotions that had her heart fluttering like a beat of wings. A deep red blush dusted her skin as the tidal wave of sweet thoughts chased away the shadows of moments ago. 'Ulquiorra..?' She tasted his name in her thoughts, rolling each syllable along her tongue in secret. His warmth summoned more tears to brimm her lashes, her body sook as she held in the cacophony of emotions, savoring the sweetness of his embrace. 'Ulquiorra'

"Ha! You're still alive you mother-Fucker!"

Hair as blue as the sky and eyes as deep as the ocean glowered at the two, the door barely hanging onto the hinges as it was ripped open with so much force that the sound of thunder still echoed in the small apartment. Disgust churned Grimmjow's stomach as her look at the two huddled before him in an intimat-Wait, what! 'Ulquiorra Fucking Schiffer crying?' A heavy silence fell like heavy lead before Ulquiorra opened his mouth and let loose the girliest scream to ever escape an espada.

Oh what will happen now? And Poor Ulquiorra he just can't catch a break with his pride taking a beating, you wanna talk humiliating Orihime think of Ulquiorra's position LOL!

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