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Getting Caught	By : GrimmUlquigrrrl Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ulquiorra Views: 1123 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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rimmjow fought his panic. What should he do? He looked around- no place to hide. Should he put the carving back on the wall and try anyway or run? But his pride wouldn't let him leave without the damn thing. He was going to be the first thief ever to steal something from the Schiffer house! He had made it this far, he wasn't turning back now. He frantically searched for anywhere that would hide him, and saw it- the room he was in morphed into the kitchen on the other side, and the pantry door was wide open. That thing was big enough for him, the carving, and three other thieves. He started toward it, the heavy jade in his grasp. The owner rounded the corner, and Grimmjow's eyes went wide. Shit!

Ulquiorra looked the same as he had in high school. The same chin-length ebony hair, the same too-pale skin, the same huge green eyes. He still had those weird tear tattoos, and he looked more built from what Grimmjow could tell under his pajamas. Ulquiorra just looked at him, as if it wasn't surprising in the least to find a thief in his house, but his head inclined just a little as if he recognized his old classmate.

Grimmjow stared at him, his mind failing to work as he realized that he had been caught red-handed. By Ulquiorra Schiffer. By Mercielago. Forget going to jail- he was going to die. Ulquiorra's hair was mussed, making it clear that he had been sleeping, but his eyes were very awake. Oh, dear God. Time stretched on as Grimmjow froze, his heart thumping wildly. Ulquiorra simply held his gaze.

Then the man turned around and silently made his way back down the hall and up the stairs. Grimmjow listened intently until all sounds ceased.

He bolted.

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Grimmjow crossed his legs, leaning back against the back of the chair. The carving was resting, tilted, against the wall, a guy by the name of Urahara inspecting it. The run here had been hella cold, and Grimmjow's lungs still stung from all the frigid air he'd huffed. But he was warm now, and he'd done it.

Both he and Starrk watched as Urahara hummed and stood. The blonde plopped his ridiculous hat back on his head again, smiling fakely. "Well, Jaegerjaques-san," he said, "congratulations. This is the real thing. You are officially the first person to steal from the Schiffer house. Go celebrate." Grimmjow didn't say anything, just watching the man as he walked out, leaning on the cane that only he and Starrk knew was a concealed katana. "Until the next time you need me," he said, waltzing out.

Starrk turned and looked toward his new 1 thief. "Nice, nice job, Grimmjow," he said. "I'm going to go spread the word. Whaddaya say we get everyone together and go to that bar down in Las Noches? The one that guy Aizen owns? I'll buy." Grimmjow grinned wildly.

"Sounds good to me!" he said. Starrk nodded, standing up with a grunt and fishing out a huge wad of cash.

"Here you go," he said, handing it over. Grimmjow took it with none to little eagerness. It was heavy in his hand. "You've earned it." Grimmjow grinned maniacally to himself as Starrk walked out, leaving him alone. He had done it. He had really done it. He had stolen from the Schiffer house, facing Mercielago to do it, and had still gotten away to tell about tit. And he'd been paid handsomely for it. Hell, his boss was buying him a round!

So why didn't it feel like a victory?
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