Chapter 3: Be My Slave.

"So where are you from?" The red head from before, Renji, asked Ichigo as he packed his stuff t leave the class for lunch.

"Somewhere." Was Ichigo's flippant reply. He really didn't give a shit at the moment. This Renji is like the rest of them, he's curious about the new kid but after a while he'll get bored and leave Ichigo alone. He doesn't need that bullshit in his life.

Ichigo noticed Shiro had forgotten to pass him his lunch...again, which meant that Shiro would be rushing to school to give it to him.

"Gotta go." Ichigo said beffore picking his bag and heading for the door but he ran into his current annoyance, the one Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.

"Watch where the fuck you're going commoner." Grimmjow said with a sneer, he even went as far as to bump his shoulder with the new kid's.

Ichigo grunted in annoyance, his temper flaring up as he glared at the blue haired bastard. "Really? Commoner? You're not royalty y'know. Jackass." Ichigo muttered before walking out, the last thing they saw of him was his bright orange hair as he turned the corner into the hallway.

Grimmjow growled under his thraot. "Fucker doesn't know his place."

An unbelievably tall lanky student at the back of the class roared out in laughter. "That one feisty bitch that for sure!" He barked out in laughter again, practically showing all his teeth.

"Shut up Nnoitra. He's actually not that bad a guy. Anti-social maybe but okay all the same. You were the one being an asshole Grimm." Renji Abarai, a.k.a the Heir to a well known Sports Agency. He's also Grimmjow's best friend, though most wonder why and how.

Grimmjow's arrogant, prideful, violent, selfish and basically the biggest asshole anyone would ever meet. He's all about himself and sees himself a some kind of Prince, no,more like a King. Renji is that down to earth boy from next door. He's so nice and kind. A tad loud and obnoxious, could be ditzy at times but in no way stupid. They're so different it makes you wonder how they got so close.

"Oh Please. Stuff it Abarai. I know a bitch when I see one and that fucker is in fact a bitch." Nnoitra argued with that same grin on his face. The one that seemed too wide for a regular person's face.

Nnoitra Gilga. Adoptive son of Kenpachi Zeraki, owner of Zeraki's Squad Eleven which is a famous security company. Their men are so good that Prime Ministers, Royalty and other forms of worldwide big shots ask for their services. A lot of peole think that the family is a bit on the crazy side considering how fight crazy both father and son are.

"Just seemed like a cheeky brat to me. It was like the kid was begging for a fight." Ikkaku Madarame said with a wide grin on his face, his bald head shining. He's the other adoptive son of Kenpachi Zeraki, which technically made him Nnoitra's brother but both would deny it on the spot. He was also fight crazy and an amazing kendo master.

"Though I have to say, he was quite beautiful. I give him points for that. Means he's a good person." Yumichika Ayasegawa said with a flipof his beautiful short black hair that has a longer braid on the right side of his face. He's what one would call a paradox. His mother is known as the Japanese Goddess of fashion while his father is a world famous kendo fighter.

Grimmjow said nothing, he just glared at the door, his scowl still in place.

"How dare that commoner treat Jaegerjaquez-kun with such rudeness? Who does he think he is?" Some girl that was having her lunch in class seethed to her fellow fangirls. Grimmjow just felt annoyed that he even had fangirls. He wondered if they even had lives of their own. He's so used to people falling at his feet though so he kinda understands why they're so in awe of him. That's why that Kurosaki kid pisses him off. How dare some lowlife treat him like he wasn't even worth his time? Even the thought of that orange headed freak set Grimmjow's blood to boiling point. Then he thought of what the little shit would look like after Grimmjow had broken him. Those defiant, fiery eyes looking up at him in hatred as Grimmjow took away his pride and broke him from the inside out.

The thought of that brought out something primal in him.

"I'm going to show that freak who's boss." Grimmjow growled as started leaving the class to look for the commoner.

"Right behind you! Finally some entertainment!" Nnoitra said jumping off his seat, nearly hit the ceiling with his head. Being over seven foot can be such a let down sometimes.

Grimmjow glared at him. "I don't fight in groups Nnoitra. I'm an asshole but I'm an asshole with honour." Grimmjow told him making the lanky man delays but then his expression brightened up again.

"Fine but I get to watch." He said with his wide grin creeping the shit out of a few students.

Renji raised both his hands. "Leave me out of this." Renji said simply before taking his seat and getting back to his lucnh.

"Same goes for me. I can't even think of fighting someone with such beautiful hair." Yumichika says sitting on a table with way more grace than a man is supposed to have.

Grimmjow made a noise in his throat in response before leaving the class with Ikkaku and Nnoitra.

"I'm just in it for a good fight." Ikkaku comments with a wide grin. One could practically feel the bloodlust radiating off the bald man and it was rubbing off on Grimmjow if his manic grin was anything to go by.

They had no idea where the new kid could've ran off to though but that didn't stop them from looking around.

When Grimmjow spotted one of the girls in his class he decided to ask her.

"Woman. Yeah you with the huge tits. C'mere for a sec." Grimmjow yelled crudely making the girl blush but do as he says to avoid trouble.

"Uhm yes Grimmjow-san?" She asked shyly.

Grimmjow remembers her now. Orihime Inoue. Ditzy strawberry blonde with huge tits, weird eating habits and had the weirdest crush on his cousin. She's apparently an up and coming teen model slash actress.

"You remember that new kid right? Orange hair, bad attitude?" Grimmjow asked, the mere thought of the new kid's eyes bringing back his irritation.

Her eyes looked confused for a second but recognition flashed in her eyes as she snapped her fingers like she just made a discovery. "Oh yeah! Kurosaki-kun! Yeah, passed him in the hallway, seemed like he was headed towards the school gates. He's such a gentleman, helped me carry my bag to my locker and everything. Wonder if he'd like to try some of my cooking. Anyway, why are you guys looking for him? Is he your friend?" Orihime went completely off track for a second.

Grimmjow grinned. At least he found out where the little shit was headed.

"None of your fucking business woman." Nnoitra answered as Grimmjow walked past her without a response.

They all went towards the entrance of the school and walked outside. Grimmjow looked around for the bright, beacon like orange hair and when he found it he felt his pulse quicken and his heart beat increase with excitement and the urge to just fight (we all know that's not the reason). Ichigo was standing in front of the gate, his cellphone on his ear as he spoke to someone. The other students that were around were either staring at Ichigo or Grimmjow, not really sure what was going on but from the way their Dark Prince was glaring at Ichigo they were expecting a fight.

He marched towards the orange headed lowlife, the other two guys stayed behind knowing it wasn't their fight but expecting a good show.

Ichigo heard footsteps behind him and turned his head slightly. He wasn't really surprised to see the school's Dark Prince marching towards him with an angry scowl on his handsome face. He turned back to the front of the gate and sighed like he was tired of everything.

"Ichigo?" Shiro's voice brought him back from his musings.

"Shiro could you please hurry up? I'm starving." Ichigo said with a pained look on his face. He hated this. Having to depend on his devoted brother like this, making him leave during his own lunch break to bring his lunch. Ichigo would've just bought his lunch from the cafeteria if the prices weren't so outrageously high. Rich people.

"Don't be rude to your big brother you brat. I'm on my way right now, be there in five. Love you my little Berry!" Shiro teased, his voice as playful as ever.

Ichigo clicked his tongue in anger, forgetting the fact that Grimmjow was standing right beside him and hearing his entire conversation thanks to his amazing hearing.

"Don't call me that!" Ichigo raised his voice slightly before cutting the line.

"So...Berry?" Grimmjow said with a chuckle, his laugh getting louder when Ichigo jumped in surprise.

"Fuck off Jaegerjaquez." Ichigo said with venom. He didn't know why but he absolutely hated the guy.

Grimmjow growled and grabbed Ichigo by fisting the front of his shirt and pulling him close. "Don't fucking talk to me like that you little shit. You have no right to speak to me like that. I'm above you in every shape and form so you better show me the fucking respect I deserve." There was something strong and loud between them. Something with a lot of passion, some kind of bond. Both of them took it as pure hatred.

Ichigo looked at Grimmjow with a bored expression and this pissed Grimmjow off all the more. Not being able to control himself, he punched Ichigo on the face so hard that he fell on his ass. Ichigo didn't even make a sound. All he did was spit blood on the ground, got off, dusted his pants and leaned against the school gate like he didn't have a care in the world.

Grimmjow was positively livid at this point. Just as he was about to attack Ichigo full out, a speeding car stopped right in front of the gate and this caught a lot of e students' attention.

Everyone's, except Ichigo's, eyes widened as a carbon copy of the Orange head walked out of the car. They looked so alike but with so many differences.

Shiro had white, very white, skin, strangely colored eyes, long white hair packed into a messy ponytail and he seemed to be slightly taller than Grimmjow but just by a few inches. Ichigo had naturally tanned skin, Amber eyes that sometimes looked the same yellow-gold like Shiro's when hit by light, short, spiky orange hair that reached the nape of his neck and was a few inches shorter than Grimmjow. Similarities would be their impressive builds and some facial features.

"Ichigo! How's my baby brother doing? Gah I can't get over how adorable you look in that school uniform! Oh how I wish you'd let me take a picture! Wait what if I said it was for Shinji? Would that work?" Shiro immediately jumped over the gate, with a wide grin on his face, and wrapped his brother in a tight hug.

"Damn it Shiro-nii! Get off me you embarrassment!" Ichigo complained but didn't really bother struggling. He'd never admit it out loud but he loved being hugged especially by his big brother. Made him feel safe.

"No need to be so mean!" Shiro pouted and some of the female students couldn't help but take pictures of the enchanting creature that just walked (hopped) into their school. It's been an interesting day in the usually mundane school.

"Dammit Shiro. I know I told you I was hungry but won't you get in trouble for just leaving?" Ichigo said suddenly feeling bad.

Shiro's expression changed to irritation. "At this point I don't give a flying fuck. My so called boss could go fuck a cow! That bastard rudely insults every damn thing I do. Trash he says. I am so close to ringing that beautiful pale neck of his." Shiro growled confusing the hell out of anyone who heard him.

"You want to murder him but yet you still find parts of him...beautiful?" Ichigo asked giving his brother the mother of all deadpanned stares.

"Oh don't look at me like that. The guy's my type looks wise. His personality just ruins everything. That bastard Ulquiorra."

Immediately Grimmjow heard the name of his cousin he had put the pieces together.

Shiro, the little shit's apparently brother, works for his cousin which inadvertently means he works for Grimmjow. Meaning Grimmjow can fire him with a snap of his fingers.

Grimmjow grin could've only been described as evil.

"Okay so here's your lunch. Made it myself yesterday, your favorite! Chocolate filled croissants. Do refrain from choking on them." Shiro said with a soft smile on his face as he gave Ichigo a brown bag.

Ichigo's expression changed from his usual scowl to a look of childish glee as he looked at the bag like it was some kind of treasure. "Really?! Thank you nii-san!" Ichigo said with a bright smile directed towards his brother.

Fuck the way Ichigo looked smiling like that was getting on Grimmjow's last nerves, he wanted to break that smile and make that mouth beg him for mercy instead. Sadistic he is. (Yoda I speak).

"Question Ichi. Who punched you so I can track them down and rip out their intestines?" Shiro asked with this scary ass smile on his face.

"Forget about it. I took care of it." Ichigo said over a mouthful of croissants. He didn't really over do the eating like a beast thing especially in front of these rich kids but these are his brother's handmade chocolate croissants, excuse him if manners meant shit at that moment. Grimmjow wondered why he didn't tell him but then shrugged it off.

Shiro frowned but said nothing else about it. Then he turned to Grimmjow who had been watching the two brothers interact the whole time.

He eyed the blue haired child skeptically before grinning broadly at him, shocking both Grimmjow and Ichigo.

"Ichi-Berry! Why didn't you introduce me to your friend?!" Shiro exclaimed feigning hurt.

"He's not-"

"Hey my name's Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. Ichigo's new friend." Grimmjow said the word friend like it was some kind of inside joke.

Ichigo frowned up at his arrogant classmate wondering what was his angle.

"Oh really? Wait Jaegerjaquez? Like Espada owner Jaegerjaquez? You're the son of my boss..." Shiro let that little information sink in slowly.

"Awh shit! Uh gotta go Ichi! Work and all that, y'know how it is! Uh please don't mention this to your dad. That'd really suck! Bye baby bro!" Shiro quickly kissed Ichigo's cheek and drove as fast as possible back to the building.

Grimmjow just started laughing and that was when the bell went, meaning lunch was over. The laugh unnerved Ichigo immensely. It was that kind of laugh that sent chills to your bones and not in a good way.

"Did you finally lose your mind?" Ichigo asked, he held his bag of remaining croissants tightly. For some reason, he felt cornered, like there was a wild animal right in front of him, ready to pounce but it was just Grimmjow. Yeah, just Grimmjow.

Ichigo started walking to class, thinking of leaving the laughing psycho to himself but Grimmjow decided to walk beside him, chuckling silently to himself as they entered the building.

His lackeys had left once they realized there wasn't going to be a fight.

"Maybe. I just find it ironic y'know. To find out that the beloved brother of the little shit that talked back at me is practically working for me. It's like some cosmic joke in a sense." Grimmjow said with a manic grin directed at Ichigo. Ichigo was just wondering why that feeling of being trapped kept clawing at him.

When they got to their class, Grimmjow stopped Ichigo by placing a hand on his shoulder. The blue haired boy then leaned down, his lips ghosting over Ichigo's ear, the feeling of Grimmjow's breath on his ear made Ichigo have to supress a shudder of disgust (not really).

"Wonder what would happen if he just suddenly got sacked." Grimmjow whispered into his ear before entering the class.

Ichigo's eyes actually widened in fear when he heard that, if just for a second.

That fuckin-Fuck! I'm so screwed!

Grimmjow felt very proud of himself at the moment.

During class he was able to notice the way Ichigo seemed skittish after hearing what Grimmjow had said.

The self-appointed King had a feeling that Ichigo would do anything for his brother and from his reaction to his words, he was right about that.

He doesn't really understand it because the closest he's ever had to a brother would be Renji. So he had no idea why Ichigo and Shiro seemed so...close.

Tsk. Maybe they fuck each other or something.

...That's actually kinda hot.

Ichigo was on edge. He had no idea what his bastard of a classmate could be planning.

The bell rang for the end of school.

"Now don't forget class, for Drama I want you all to learn at least a particular sentence from your favorite Shakespeare play and present it tomorrow. Don't complain!" Ochi-sensei said as the class groaned.

"Oh and Kurosaki-san please do try and check out the clubs if or when you have the time. It's a new school year so there would be openings in a lot of them." The teacher told Ichigo with a grin as he was leaving.

His only response was to nod, knowing that the club he'd be joining would be the music club. As he left the classroom he was immediately dragged away by his tormentor.

Ichigo didn't say anything, the fear of being the cause of his brother's unemployment was present in his mind.

They didn't stop until Grimmjow found an empty room, then practically flung Ichigo into it like he was a bag of trash being thrown into the dumpster.

Grimmjow came in after him, closed the door and turned to look at Ichigo with a small but smug grin.

They stood there in silence, Ichigo getting nervous by the minute why Grimmjow's expression never changed.

Finally, Ichigo snapper. "What the hell is your problem Jaegerjaquez?"

Grimmjow's smirk widened. "Whatever do you mean Kurosaki?" He played innocent.

"What the fuck do you have against me huh? You're the one that was being an asshole from the start! You're pissed off at me because, what? I talked back?!" Ichigo's voice started getting louder, his feet unconsciously moving him closer to the current bane in his existence.

Grimmjow's smirk fell and turned into a snarl. "Exactly. Who the fuck do you think you are to talk back at me? You're below me lowlife! Below me!" Grimmjow's voice also increased as he got closer to Ichigo as well.

"Below you? Newsflash Premadonna! You ain't fucking royalty and this isn't medieval times! You're a person and I'm a person! What did you expect?! Me kneeling down or taking whatever shit you do to me?" Ichigo asked with pure sarcasm but Grimmjow didn't seem to get it.

"Exactly! If you know what you're supposed to do why don't you?" Grimmjow asked, genuinely confused.

Ichigo just stared at him in utter disbelief before he threw his hands in the air and scoffed loudly.

"You are not some fucking King! You are just an arrogant selfish asshole! Wait that's not just it, I bet there's more. You're an insecure, pathetic piece of shit with probable daddy and/or mummy issues that tries bringing people down to make yourself feel better. You pathetic fucking waste of space! And-"

"Say one more fucking thing Kurosaki. I fucking dare you and your brother would be out of a job so cash you'd be getting whiplash." Grimmjow said too calmly, anger and resentment burning through his eyes as he stared down at the commoner that insulted him the way no one he had ever met had. It made his heart chest and his blood boil in pure rage.

Ichigo's mouth immediately snapped shut after hearing the threat and Grimmjow had that sudden urge to be cruel spring up in him.

"Y'know what, I should probably even fire him now. He was rudely insulting his superior behind his back. My dad really does hate disrespectful employees." Grimmjow teased with an evil look in his eyes and an equally sadisticsmile on his face.

Ichigo glared. His eyes were like fire and Grimmjow felt like they were burning him from the inside out with how much hate that were in there. He didn't think anyone could hate so much, his smile only grew.

"What do you want from me?" Ichigo asked ag last, feeling completely defenceless.

Grimmjow cupped Ichigo's chin and softly made the shorter man look up at him.

Those eyes. Kami, did Grimmjow hate those fucking eyes. Even now as he was practically spitting on the man's pride, even now as he was winning...

"Be my slave."

...they still looked at him like he was the one that lost.

Chapter 3...Fin.

Damn! That took way too much effort. Just got back from the movies...

Watched Deapool. My life is complete. Nothing else can compare.

Now to wait on Deadpool 2. What is my life even? XD

Please review what you think! Sorry again, I wrote this really late and I'm exhausted so it's probably shitty with some spelling mistakes! Forgive me please!

Ciao from,

Grimmjowislife.