Chapter 15: He like me (part 2)

"Oh uh welcome gentlemen. We...didn't expect anyone to come in here." Momo said to the group of very important looking people that had just entered the garage everyone was cleaning up.

The race was nothing short of amazing. The unknown driver handling the new vehicle drove the thing like a mad man. A mad man with immense skills and unbelievable control. Even though it was just a demonstration, it had almost all the investors on the edges of their seats, wondering what the outcome would be. Then at the end, the driver was almost close to losing and disappointing everyone in the stands but then he overtook his opponent, the others could practically feel the grin on his face, he shot through the finish line so fast and started doing road donuts in victory. Almost everyone shot out of their seats to applaud the driver, who jumped out of the car after opening the door and gave them a double peace sign like he was some kind of pop star.

"Where's that driver fäulein?" Chlodwig asked with barely contained impatience. He had an itchy feeling that he knew the driver.

"W-well wh-which one?" Momo stuttured feeling almost cornered with the amount of eyes on her, especially the one of the handsome and smiling burnette behind Mr. Jaegerjaquez.

"Uncle." The sound of Ulquiorra's calm but authorative tone made Chlodwig stop to glare at his nephew.

"Ms. Momo. You may leave now. I will assist this men so that you could get back to work." Ulquiorra assured the woman, not necessarily caring about her mini panic attacks but just because Shiro did care about her for some reason he couldn't understand, he intervened.

Momo sent him a grateful smile before walking away, as she did so, she looked back to catch a glimpse of that handsome man from before then she blushed a fiery red and quickly looked way when she realized he had caught her.

"Now. Explain to me why you want to meet the driver Uncle?" Ulquiorra asked, saying the word 'uncle' like it was something to despise. Chlodwig was so close to losing the famous Jaegerjaquez temper and thoroughly thrashing the rude boy all over the place but he kept himself calm.

"Are you kidding Ulquiorra? That man has probably the best driving skills I've ever seen. I've only seen one man drive like that. Someone like that needs to sponsor us for the next big race coming up two weeks from now." Chlodwig said, getting more impatient by the minute.

Ulquiorra stiffened, though not visibly, at the mention of the annual Heuco Mundo Racing Tournament that takes place every six years. (In case you can't tell...this was totally made up. Okay. Bye. XD). They were so...so dangerous. Almost every year at least one driver got in a crash because they were all so competitive to win the usual prize of five million US dollars. Ulquiorra instinctively felt worried about Shiro's well being.

"I must agree with Mr. Jaegerjaquez. That boy was exemplary!" An investor gushed with a wide political smile that made Ulquiorra want to sneer.

"I must say, he drove the thing like it was some kind of extension of himself. I would very much like to meet this man." Another investor said...looking if not a lot then a little pervy.

"He seemed a little too showy and cocky for my tastes." A female investor said in an annoyed grumble.

"Ulquiorra, you wouldn't deprive all these important people from meeting this mystery man now would you?" Aizen spoke up, casually sliding his arm around Ulquiorra's waist with a friendly smile on his face.

Ulquiorra would believe that he had been cornered. Especially considering Aizen's smooth way of taking over a room.

"Ulquiorra. Direct us to this driver. Now!" Chlodwig nearly barked at him making his nephew give in. The man was in his own right, possibly the most intimidating man he had ever met.

"If you insist..." Ulquiorra said under his breath, having the urge to squirm for he felt almost...uncomfortable with Aizen's arm around him but nobody even mentioned it so he thought it was supposed to be normal interactive behavior. That didn't stop him from feeling uncomfortable.

"The driver would be around the cars, where you see Starrk sleeping is probably where he is. You may all walk ahead." Ulquiorra told them politely, knowing how people like them did not like to be lead around like sheep, the investors giving a hum of approval and his uncle sneering at him for his patience had nearly given in and snapped.

Ulquiorra made to quickly get out of Aizen's arms and walk with the others but Aizen pulled him back and made him walk right beside him.

"Where's the fire Ulquiorra? Let's walk and talk." He said with a small chuckle, loving the way Ulquiorra felt in his arms.

"About what Aizen-sama?" Ulquiorra asked, his voice as even and calm as ever.

Aizen's smile seemed to only widen slightly.

"I'm just wondering...why did you cancel our plans last night?" Aizen asked, looking down at Ulquiorra with a genuinely curious expression.

Ulquiorra looked around, trying to see if Shiro could actually be around him.

"I was...at a friend's for dinner." Ulquiorra answered honestly but then he just had to think on how they would probably become more than friends which then resulted in a small blush which Aizen had seen.

Aizen's eyes widened just a fraction before he composed himself. He had to admit, this new side of Ulquiorra was beyond adorable but that didn't quench the anger that had risen inside him. Someone else was able to bring out such reactions.

"Hmm. Friend you say. Alright then, but then again..." Aizen started off as they finally got to the new car that the 'mysterious' driver had demonstrated for them, though they stood behind everyone, the others' attentions on finding this guy to notice.

The brunette ghosted his hand over Ulquiorra's firm ass before giving it a rough squeeze that made Ulquiorra close his eyes and banish a moan from escaping his lips in public.

"Didn't you miss me being inside here?" Aizen whispered into Ulquiorra's ear, Ulquiorra still keeping his composed façade but Aizen didn't miss the slight shake of Ulquiorra's right hand. Aizen thought of that as the other being aroused but honestly Ulquiorra was anxious that someone saw that.

"STARRK! You're drool got all over my fucking jacket!" The sound of a familiar voice yelling snapped Ulquiorra out of that odd state and he immediately got out of Aizen's grip when he felt it loosen.

He quickly walked in front of the stunned investors and a surprised uncle and noticed that Starrk was on the floor sporting a rather nasty bruise on his cheek, he was even bleeding from the nose. "Ow..." Even his way of showing pain sounds lazy.

There was a clanking of metal above them and they all looked up to see a white figure drop from a metal beam with ease and a look of fury as he held up a leather jacket.

"You didn't have to hit me Shiro..." Starrk whined as he got off the floor, neither of them noticing the rich and out of place looking people watching them with a slight amount f horror, most almost never seeing such violent behavior before.

"It's my favorite jacket! Ichigo bought it for me with his own money! You could've ruined it you fucking shit! Do not ever use my jacket as a fucking pillow or I'll shove a hot metal rod up your fucking ass and wouldn't stop until you could taste metal and your shit! Got it?!" Shiro yelled looking positively pissed, his eyes blazing and his fists clenching which popped out the veins even more.

The investors stared at the crude and rude man in something akin to horror and disgust. They had no idea how a man could be so uncouth.

"Kinky." Was Starrks's eloquent response. They stared at each other for a while before Shiro started laughing with his head bent down, making almost all the investors think he was crazy. "Can't even fucking stay mad at you for more than a minute. Starrk. You are just too gorgeous for me to handle." Shiro joked as he slung an arm over the taller man's shoulders.

"Mr. Kurosaki..." Ulquiorra called out his name silently but it got the albino's attention.

Shiro turned and saw Ulquiorra standing in front of at least twelve strangers in suits but for a while all he could see was Ulquiorra looking at him with those emerald eyes of his.

"Damn. I'm so fucked." Shiro mumbled under his breath as he placed his forehead on Starrk's shoulders to rest his overworking mind.

"Probably. But that's not going to stop you from loving him now is it?" Starrk mumbled back with a smirk on his face.

Shiro moaned in annoyance. "Shut up Starrk. It's close but I won't say it's gone that far." He mumbled before separating himself from Starrk and walked towards Ulquiorra.

Starrk rolled his eyes as he looked around for his wife to give him company. "Yeah right. I can practically smell the love off you Shiro."

"Shiro Kurosaki? So you're our mystery driver.?" the sound of Chlodwig's gruff voice made Shiro stop short and looked at the man that was his employer.

He gave the man a cheeky grin.

"Hey old man. Been a while." Shiro teased.

"Kurosaki! You don't talk to my uncle like that!" Ulquiorra scolded with a look of irritation. He just wanted these people to go so he could talk to Shiro about...about the date.

"Still as bratty as ever aren't you boy?" Chlodwig growled but with a smirk on his face, stopping Ulquiorra short.

"Aww!~ You missed your favorite drinking buddy! I'm touched." Shiro teased with a boyish grin.

"Oh, you two know each other?' Aizen asked up, not liking the way Ulquiorra's eyes seemed to only focus on the...the peasant.

"This boy scammed me into giving him a job at the main company." Chlodwig said in irritation though, from what Ulquiorra had gathered the man sounded almost fond.

"How did he do that?" Ulquiorra asked, interested in knowing something about Shiro he didn't know before.

"The boy made a bet with me. We were supposed to drink non-stop and whoever passed out first lost." Chlodwig admitted, his eyebrow twitching as he remembered his embarrassing defeat.

"The bet was if I won he'd have to let me become an intern in the auto-shop under the company, I was pretty young so not many big companies with enough money would've hired me, so I took my chances." Shiro explained as he wrapped his arm around Ulquiorra's shouldes casually, smile on his face though on the inside he felt likes stealing Ulquiorra way because he noticed the looks the brunette that spoke up before was sending Ulquiorra,really heavy and lustful looks that had him on edge.

"So we started drinking, the old man expecting me to pass out after my first drink though I've got to admit, he can handle his liquor well, just not against me. Guy passed out after his eleventh drink. I was on my thirteenth(I'm not even sure if this is possible XD I'm pretty sure he should be dead but whatever.) before I passed out myself. Good times." Shiro said with a cheeky smile sent towards Chlodwig.

"You should be dead!" An investor spoke up in surprise as he stared at the man. Shiro found it a little unsettling how no one thought of the fact that he was drinking hard liquor underage.

Shiro laughed loudly. "Not Kurosaki men I can tell you that. Liquor is our life force. It's like water to us."

Mr. Jaegerjaquez sighed, trying to refrain from knocking Shiro's cheeky lights out. "Not like I regret it. He's a genius when it comes to vehicles so I'm glad I acquired an asset. Even though the asset has little to no manners."

Shiro chuckled. "Love you too blue!~"

"So you were the driver involved with today's performance I take it?" Aizen asked, trying to come in again. He wanted to rip the man away from Ulquiorra who was silently watching everything happening around him.

"Hmm? Oh yeah. Name's Shiro Kurosaki. Nice to meet ya lovelock." Shiro said with a small laugh which turned into a loud chuckle when he saw Aizen look at him in confusion, though the odd an with the too wide smile and closed eyes was laughing into his hands.

"I beg your pardon?' Aizen asked, wondering why he was called 'lovelock.' Shiro continued smiling. " Lovelock. Y'know cause of that runaway strand dangling in front of you face. Doesn't it annoy you?" Shiro asked with genuine curiosity.

Everyone's jaws dropped, except Mr. Jaegerjaquez who just sighed loudly, Ulquiorra who for the first time ever wanted to laugh at something and Gin who was full out rolling on the floor laughing out loud at his employer.

Aizen's calm and kind façade just dropped into one of surprise. He had never...no one has ever...did this commoner just...How dare he?!

He kept in his simmering anger and smiled again at the man, even let out an amused laugh. "You're full of jokes aren't you Mr. Kurosaki? I am Sōsuke Aizen. You can call me Aizen-sama. We could become some really good friends." Aizen tried becoming close to the other man that enthralls people too easily for his tastes. It took him years to get this close to Mr. Jaegerjaquez and this man had become his friend in just one night. The 'man...infuriated him.

"Mmm. I don't think so dude." Shiro answered him bluntly, his own smile not faltering.

"Kurosaki. He's my client so you better show some respect." Chlodwig growled.

"((I don't like this guy.))" Shiro surprised everyone as he spoke...perfect Latin.

Aizen was thrown off balance again. The man was speaking a dead language fluently and it just had to be one of the few languages he didn't bother to learn.

Ulquiorra was equally stumped. He didn't understand what Shiro was saying but the fact that he had no idea Shiro could even speak Latin struck him as impressive. God he's going to keep on surprising me. I do not think my heart could take it.

"((That has nothing to do with it. Respect the people I work with boy.))" Chlodwig growled in angry Russian that made a lot of people pause in fear for a moment. The man sounded like a bear.

Shiro pouted before sighing in defeat. "So yeah Aizen. Had something you want to talk about?" Shiro asked as he let go of Ulquiorra, his arm getting numb.

"Why I just wanted to greet you nothing more and nothing else. Though I must ask, ((what is your relationship with Ulquiorra?))" Aizen asked the last sentence in Basque. Another barely known language, having a feeling that Shiro might understand it.

Shiro frowned, annoyed that the man figured he spoke languages that were either not popular or were dead.

"((He's a friend.))" Shiro answered back in Basque.

"((Really? You wouldn't be lying to me no-))"

"A friend but I plan to make him more than that." Shiro cut him off in English.

Aizen finally let his angry expression show and Shiro had to comment. "Gah. Stick with the smile. You look constipated when angry." Shiro teased some more and just when Aizen was about to lose it, Ulquiorra intervened.

"I do believe that is enough. Mr. Kurosaki, the investors wanted me to ask if you would want to join us for a business dinner we'll be having tonight." Ulquiorra asked, hoping the other would say yes.

Shiro looked down at Ulquiorra, feeling like he saying yes but...then Ichigo.

"I don't know L-quiorra. I need to stay home with Ichigo. Plus that whole rich thing, not my scene." Shiro tried saying no but then he could feel how disappointed Ulquiorra was and he couldn't help but cave.

"...I'll try to make it just...just stop with the eyes." Shiro groaned covering his eyes.

Ulquiorra looked at him in confusion. "Did I do something with my eyes that might've annoyed you?" Ulquiorra asked looking at Shiro with those wide eyes of his.

He's going to kill me. He's going to murder me. I can see it now. Death by too much adorable Ulquiorra.

He raised a hand and placed it on Ulquiorra's cheek, his thumb grazing the other's lower lip and having the urge to just let go when Ulquiorra let out a breathy sigh. None of the noticing they had an audience.

"I really really want to kiss you." Shiro admitted out loud, his voice husky and low, the sound a man makes just after sex, nearly making a couple of women everywhere wet in a very...gross way.

Ulquiorra's eyes widened as his cheeks turned red. Chlodwig was lost for words, one; his former drinking partner who had too much life for one human being had just said he wanted to kiss his emotionally stunted nephew/ son. Two; Ulquiorra blushed.

"M-Mr. Kurosaki! This...this is inappropriate behavior! We are around company!" Ulquiorra tried regaining his composure but Shiro just kept running his thumb over his bottom lip so gently.

Shiro only smiled. "I gotta go pick Ichigo up from school. Eat that lunch I made you! You'd love it. Oh and I do intend on collecting my payment for making your lunch." Shiro teased, only wanting to see Ulquiorra's cheeks get redder, which they did.

"You w-want me t-to do that?" Ulquiorra asked in confusion and glee. He was serious?! I...I...what?

"Of course. And that's the only reason I'm not gonna kiss you right now. See ya guys and you too L-quiorra. Be prepared for our date! It's going to be epic" Shiro said quickly and before Ulquiorra could ask something else, Shiro had placed a soft kiss on his forehead, grabbed his jacket and bag then started to leave the garage but Ulquiorra quickly grabbed his arm. Shiro looked down at Ulquiorra in confusion, which later turned into an extremely flustered and happy expression once Ulquiorra did what he wanted to do.

He kissed Shiro, just inches away from his lip. It was a slow, soft and heart felt kiss and it made Shiro want to take the raven with him.

"That...was payment for lunch and...I hope this...outing would be interesting enough." Ulquiorra mumbled as he fisted the sleeves of Shiro's arm.

Shiro smiled so bright that Ulquiorra felt almost peaceful and relaxed. "You really are something different. And man do I love it." Shiro chuckled as he placed another small kiss on Ulquiorra's nose then leaving.

"That man...He's unbelievably rough and seems to lack etiquette. Jaegerjaquez-san, please do learn how to control your employees better." The female investor from before humphed as she smoothed out her skirt. She was feeling jittery being in a place as smelly and unclean as the garage.

Chlodwig sent her a glare that made her feel like she was looking at the Grim Reaper before her time.

"Don't try and tell me how to run my company. I value our partnership but if you say something to disrespect me and my workers, I will personally kick you out. Are we clear Mrs. Arisugawa?" Chlodwig told her calmly, his glare seeming to get darker and darker with every word spoken.

He looked at his lost looking nephew. Ulquiorra had a hand over his chest as he blushed lightly and bit his bottom lip...as if he was trying not...not to smile.

Chlodwig almost felt like bursting out in laughter. And here I thought you would be asexual and detached from human interactions forever. Kurosaki. Only you.

"Boss!~ Are you and Shiro-kun dating?!" a female engineer that had witnessed the whole thing squealed as she suddenly appeared beside Ulquiorra.

"You guys are soooooo cute!~ I ship it and I shall go down with this ship." Another sighed with sparkling eye. The amount of females surrounding him was making Ulquiorra's blissful mood from before turn into irritation.

"And did you guys see that kiss?! I just wanted to take a picture and keep it forever!" ...Okay...that one creeped a lot of people out.

"They do make quite the interesting pair. Wouldn't you agree Aizen-sama?" Gin teased his superior slyly, loving the fact Aizen was thrown off his façade.

Aizen's smile was still as perfect as ever, but he clenched his fists so hard behind his back that he could feel some blood. He was just so...so unbelievably furious that Ulquiorra would leave someone of his splendor for a lowly street rodent like that Shiro.

Outside, as Shiro drove his own car to pick up Ichigo, the albino couldn't stop smiling.

Ulquiorra kissed him. He had done so himself. At that point in time, Shiro felt like he could've died a happy man at that moment.

He likes me right? I mean you don't just do or say stuff like that if you don't...Oh Kami I can still feel his lips! They are sooooo soft! Gah! I'm giggling! I am a proud giggler for I a soo happy.

Shiro just couldn't get over the fact that someone as marvelous as Ulquiorra, wants to date someone like him.

He likes me.

Update my pretties!

Not much to say except Games Of Thrones is not for kids. So if you're below nine years old, it is a no no.

Please review. Not my best chapter because it was rush work.

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P.S: Sorry. No make-out scene till next chapter!