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REAL AN: And Before you read this
chapter, look at this picture. The Beta in this chapter is to the right.

Beta_I___II_Neko_Gemini_twins_by_BetaOC.jpg

Or look up Betaoc on deviant art
and look up the Neko twins, then
you will see Beta II on the right, whom is the one in this chapter. Even though
there is OC X canon, Syazel will be paired off to
Jiruga sooner or later.

YAOI. Not lots in the beginning but when it
rains, it will flood.

Rated M for a reason.

Disclaimer: this series isn�t mine. Please don�t confuse my act of
fandom with an act of infringement. I love bleach; I don�t claim it as mine
however.

I might be getting a boyfriend�. T.T� -LAUGH-

That failed� so hard. Me? Boyfriend? Funny. I don�t even
really know any that I would even consider to be.

Rated M for a reason.

Disclaimer: this series isn�t mine. Please don�t confuse my act of
fandom with an act of infringement. I love bleach; I don�t claim it as mine
however.

YAOI. Not lots
in the beginning but when it rains, it will flood.

XXX = Passage of time

Chapter 3: Blue Motorcycle

Grimmjow woke up to the smell of
breakfast. Now, Grimmjow didn�t say food for a reason. Whoever had made this
assortment of edible items obviously wasn�t doing anything or making anything
random. He could smell Pancakes, waffles, and even sausages coming from only god
knows where. In his mind Grimmjow was preparing himself for the disappointment,
seeing as to the fact that he would probably never be able to taste such a
meal.

�Get up trash. Or I will throw your
portion away.�

That brought Grimmjow out of his
hazy state of sleep and consciousness. Though the world was hazy at first, with
a couple more blinks, and the ability to move, he quickly found the source of
the smell, and it was coming directly from the kitchen in their room, the
shared room being with Ulquiorra. And there was no way in hell that being of
that name would ever make him food like this, so it must have been a dream.
Grimmjow probably decided he should go back to sleep in this dream state and
wake up for real, It was probably time for him to get up anyway. As he began
his decent back to the ground, he saw dream Ulquiorra come over to his bed with
a plate of delicious smelling food, as if this was going to turn into some
weird food-related wet dream.

�You are not dreaming. You have till the count of 4 to get this plate from me, or I will
dump it on your face.�

That proved it. Whether this was a
dream or not, Grimmjow particularly knew that Ulquiorra�s words weren�t to be
taken lightly. He quickly reached up and grabbed the plate that was held over
his head, the threat seriously would have been done if he had not responded.
The temperature from the porcelain dish seeped into his fingers, causing him to
curse at what should have been a dream. His eyes opened once more as he looked
down at his plate held in front of him, surprised at was forcibly offered unto
his person.

This looked really good. The food
was all lined up, and the syrups didn�t touch the eggs or bacon. And it looked
like a tower of Waffle and pancakes had made its way onto the center of the
plate. The presentation of the meal was actually something Grimmjow would have
expected to see on some high class, fancy ass restaurant.

Ulquiorra, upon relief of the dish
from his possession, calmly walked away, going back to what Grimmjow presumed
to be his own meal. All though from what Grimmjow saw, it wasn�t nearly as
neat, nor did it look as untouched as his meal was. It was something that
wasn�t prepared to be shared.

Which means Ulquiorra actually did
something in the name of Grimmjow.

The Fuck?

�What the fuck is in this food
Ulquiorra? Some kind of poison so that you can have a better
roommate?�

�As you eat, I recommend you call
your mother. She called our room looking for you. Something about not calling
her and telling her if you were safe.�

SHIT

Carefully, but with the speed of a
bat out of hell, he picked up his plate, his body, and the utensils on his bed,
and shot for the room�s phone. He stuffed some food into his mouth, loving the
brief seconds he had to enjoy such a delicious meal before a ring could be
heard on the phone. Grimmjow sat in the wooden seat,

�Ring, Ring Ring.�

�Ulquiorra?�

�Uh no� It�s Grijow mommy�

Maybe, just maybe if he baby
talked, he could get out of what he knew would be coming.

�Oh, hi baby, is that boy Ulquiorra
anywhere near you?�

Grimmjow looked back in the other
boy�s direction. He was perched in his chair, unfazed by anything the world
could possibly throw at him. Grimmjow began to get sick from remembering the
stoic state of his roommate, almost long enough to almost forget that he was on
the phone.

�Uh no mom� but if you want to sp-

�BOY. IF you EVER leave me hanging
like you did, I WILL march my tanned ass up to your college, WHOOP that ASS,
and UNROLL that ass in one fell swoop.�

�But mom I-�

�Did I say I was finished talking?
Interrupt me one mo time, and I will make that statement I just released from
my mouth a reality. Don�t play with me boy.�

�Yes mom.�

�Good boy. You�re lucky Ulquiorra
picked up the phone with some manners, and he was even telling me you made a friend.
I am glad my little boy is having fun so far, keep it up for mommy. I gotta go, you did call me at seven in the morning. I�m
still shocked at how early you�re awake. You must really like that school� just
be safe, all right? Good Bye.�

::Click::

Robin Jaegerjaquez.

A fierce woman. A very
fierce woman.

Grimmjow shook his head from the
close encounter, soaking up all that his mother said. But then he replayed
certain words, and then he realized something that he should have realized
earlier. With widened eyes, he turned to Ulquiorra, whom had just finished his
meal. The boy was fully dressed, and he had on a nice black and green dress
shirt that made Grimmjow a little uncomfortable.

It looked nice on him, to the point
of sexually arousing, and Grimmjow really wanted to say it.

Why the hell had he been labeled a
pervert! Now if he said something like that, Ulquiorra would have more ammo at
his disposal. But in reality, all he wanted to say that if he could, he would
borrow it.

Anyway, he finished off the meal in
front of him; he didn�t want it to get cold in the next section of what he was
going to do.

�Ulquiorra. When did you speak to my
mother?�

Ulquiorra patted his mouth politely
with his napkin, before putting both his and Grimmjow�s dishes into the sink to
be washed. He cleaned the tables, and then he responded to the inquisitor
behind him, at his own pace, letting Grimmjow�s patience wear on thin.

�Last night, after you slept. She
called angrily, and I calmed her down, and at the same time introduced myself
as your roommate. She warned me about you, and proved she can be quite
entertaining and polite. I have to go now, so don�t speak to me.�

Grimmjow listened with hard ears
until the last sentence was spoken. This wasn�t what he had expected� Ulquiorra
leaving out of nowhere! Ulquiorra made his way past the chair, but then
Grimmjow�s reflexes worked his body instead of what he wanted to do.

He threw an arm around the boy�s
waist, and from the successive pull, Ulquiorra was taken by such a surprise
that his footing was lost, and he was forced to sit down directly onto
Grimmjow�s open lap.

�mm. ah!�

Grimmjow looked up at the sight of
the shaken boy. Whereas his eyes had just been glaring, they now were slightly
open in an emotion that he couldn�t really put his finger on. When the moan
came out of his mouth, even Grimmjow could feel the other boy loosening up in
his actions, as if he was secretly wanting all of this to happen. His face was
not something to look at the moment as well, since it was painted all over with
what one could call a light red paint. Oh that little whore. He knew exactly what he was doing.

��Thanks� uh.. For the breakfast.�

Then Ulquiorra began to struggle,
and he knew that it wouldn�t be long before he broke out of the grasp.
Growling, he let him go, and he resumed his path to the door.

He opened it, preparing to leave
Grimmjow to his business when the door shut right in front of face. Ignoring it
like it never happened, he tried to open the door again, and again, only to
find it pushed shut before he could even move.

�Stop this foolishness Grimmjow.�

�No. YOU stop ignoring me and acting
like your high and mighty! You�re not even facing me! Yet you cook me fucking
breakfast, you talk to my mother, and you fucking wake me up. Make up your god
damned mind whether you want to be nice to me or mean to me Dammit!�

Ulquiorra turned to him, and at the
same time opened the door with his movements. He had opened it completely,
before he leaned over to Grimmjow�s ear, letting his lips set near centimeters
to his earlobe.

�no.�

it was soft, but powerful, and
Grimmjow could do nothing as he slipped out of the door, an shut it with a slam
before disappearing from all of his senses.

�Damn you Ulquiorra.�

XXX

Bastard, Grimmjow thought as he walked down the main lane of the
school, heading for the information desk. This was the first step in his grand
plan to affect Ulquiorra in the way that he could easily piss Grimmjow the fuck
off.

�I do NOT�

�Yes you do.�

�I do NOT�

�Uh, yes you do.�

�I do NOT�

�Um, for the umpteenth time, yes ya do.�

Grimmjow approached the desk
cautiously, not wanting to give his position away. If curiosity killed the cat
then he was as good as murdered. He recognized the second voice; it had to be
one of the twins, that happy one. Beta was his name if Grimmjow remembered
correctly. He neared the pair, getting a good look at them both, which weren�t
even paying attention to the outside world as they continued their
conversation. Grimmjow didn�t even have to hide, since they were so into the
conversation.

�Look Syazel.
I know you have some cabinet issues, but you gotta
admit when you got a crush on someone, okay? Or else it might eat you up inside
later in life when you realize the truth.�

�Dammit,
why did I have to get stuck with an imbecile like you!? Why the hell isn�t your
brother here keeping you company, If I knew you were going to be this way I
would have traded shifts with someone! Or hell even better, I would have quit!�

�Oh shush. You just don�t want to
admit the possibility do you? You�re a genius or at least a smart ass; I think
you realize yourself that you like Jiruga.�

�For the eight time, I'm not fucking
Gay.�

�Really?�

It was only seconds After that it
happened, but Grimmjow still was shocked for a good minutes. The boy had
instantly grabbed the other�s crotch, causing the Fuchsia-haired boy to gasp in
shock and confusion. He glared daggers through his thick frames, and as soon as
he got a grip on his body, he slapped the hand away with great force.

�What the Fuck.�

�Hey, hey, hey, if you aren�t gay
then it won�t matter since you aren�t into that kind of stuff.�

Taking a quick glance around the
entrance and hall, and seeing those he didn�t believe to be paying any
attention in the slightest, Beta leaned down onto Syazel�s lap, straddling him
at the waist. The boy below him began to squirm uncomfortably, but seemingly
unable to force himself to throw off the other boy. He might do something even
worse if he kept smacking him away, and Grantz didn�t
want to really see what he was capable of.

With a hiss through his teeth, he
expressively showed his captor that he was not amused.

�People can fucking see us, retard.� Grantz
gritted through the closed campus that was his mouth. He wasn�t trying to raise
his voice. It would only cause unnecessary and unpleasant attention that he did
not need right now, or ever for that matter.

But all he was given was a slow kiss
started by beta himself, and then without warning, found his mouth being
attacked by a fierce tongue. The only reason the caramel boy was able to probe Grantz�s tongue with his mouth, was for the fact that Grantz was so shocked that he actually did it, that he had opened his mouth; completely unaware
that it would have been possible that he would continue the kiss. It was only
seconds of probing, but it was Thorough probing
that made up those three seconds. Beta laughed as his tongue barely missed
being bitten down upon by the boy below him, surely if he hadn�t pulled out
when he had his tongue most.

�Try it again, and you die.�Grantz said, seriousness planted all on his face. He really meant
that, he could have sworn that he did.

Beta leaned in closer over him,
allowing their foreheads to touch. �I�ll do much more than that.� He said,
smiling wider than he originally had.

However, just as he finished, Beta
jumped off of his lap, smiling. Grantz growled. And
in fact, he didn�t even know why he was angry. Maybe he was losing it or
something, or Beta was trying to turn him into some uneducated beast. But beta
took his growl in a way Grantz would have instantly
blushed at. He knew he liked this sexual attention that Nnoitra wasn�t giving
him. It was just that Beta didn�t care if he liked him or not, he just liked
�hot guys� as he called Grantz.

And then, Beta acted as though all
had never even happened, and all went back t normal, as normal can be.

�If you aren�t Gay, Then why the hell do
you know not only all the songs, but the damn lyrics to Jeffrey Star? As well
as top model� oh and Madonna.�

�Hey! No! You like them too! You
could name them as well!�

�Actually no. I hate Madonna, I like
only one song from Top model, and Jeffrey star makes me gag.�

Grimmjow noted the shock on the
other man�s face as if all the things that just happened weren�t things to get
as angry as he had instantly become.

�How could you! How DARE you!�

�Oh shut up, it was just to get
trying to get you say �I'm gay� openly, without saying it. When we were at that
caf� and you said that, you do realize a number of people heard you liked all
that stuff, they started looking at ya differently.�

�Bastard! I should STRan- oh. Who are you?�

It was the turning of heads, both
heads, in his direction that made Grimmjow aware of his position. He looked
behind him, cursing that he was in fact the only person that could the target
of these words. Foolishly he stepped too close to the pair to hear more from
them. He walked up, thinking of a game plan, he would have to word his wishes
carefully, he didn�t want to seem like he was actually using the information
for a different purpose.

�Hi Grimmjow-san! Need anything
done?

�Uh yeah. My friend I met yesterday
left her purse at the orientation. I want to give it back, but I don�t know her
room number.�

�I don�t believe you.�

Grimmjow had to control his facial
features, or he would have instantly scowled at the pinkie. In this situation,
playing it cool was necessary, or else he might not be able to get past this
phase.

�Why not? Because the one time
someone�s telling the truth, you don�t want to hear it?�

Yep, that caused a flinch. Maybe
pinkie didn�t realize that he was there the entire time. In reality, Grimmjow
was wondering what was going on in that head of his, after all, he must be
wondering just how much Grimmjow had heard.

�Look Pinkie, I'm not trying to cut
you deep or anything like that. I'm actually really trying to return this girls
purse. I just can�t be walking with it in my hands, you know?�

The pink haired man probably thought
this was a form of threat, or even a reason to follow Grimmjow�s orders. A hate
seemed to seep through his features, and he said his words dripped and laced
with poisonous intent.

�What is her Name?�

Grimmjow let a smile break across
his lips, showing the obvious win to his opponent. This was too easy, but then
he should take life easier and expect to get a break every now and then. If the
whole plan ran along this smoothly, he would have Ulquiorra running ramped
through his fingers just like he wanted.

�Neliel Tu-�

�-Oderschvank. Room 3333 in the
western wing.�

�Thanks Beta, I think I can find my
way on my own, no need to send your friend with me.�

Grimmjow turned and began to walk
away, when he head a pretty deep laugh and chuckle
come from the area that could only be behind him. The pitch of it did in fact
make him cringe, even if it was just a little bit.

�I hope this all goes well for you
Grimmjow, I hope you get what you�re planning to� but remember, Karma is an
unbiased bitch.�

Grimmjow paid him little mind. He
decided it was better to put this behind him rather than make it a bigger deal
than it was worth. If he stayed, then he might just change his mind about what
he was going to do, after all it was close to being done anyway.

But he now trusted the bubbly Beta a
little less then he initially planned to.

XXX

3333. Western wing. This was it.
Phase 2 of his plan.

A deep breath. This step was
crucial.

-knock- -knock-

no answer.

-knock- -knock-

�Shut the fuck up you two idiots, or
the RA will hear your ass!�

�Uh, this isn�t a RA, this is
Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.�

There was a shuffling of feet, and
then a short pause, following by the opening of a door. In a flurry of
movements he couldn�t quite comprehend, he was pulled to the room, then he was
tied to what he guessed was a chair, arms tied behind his back. He opened his
eyes, letting them roam around the new environment, realizing something was
very very wrong.

He was surrounded. Literally. He
could count a total of seven people in total, all looking dead at him, with no
hope for his release. Then, a figure strode forward, letting her green hair
lightly flap at her tight jeans and short shirt.

�You�re that kid that was with that
punk, aren�t you. What do you want, and make it quick because I'm not in the
mood for bullshit; we were actually having a good time before you showed up.�

A shorter figure rose to back her
up, opening her mouth, probably telling him to get the fuck out. But then, a
chocolate hand grabbed her shoulder quickly, and when the girl saw that it was
Harribel, she seemed to instantly be pacified.

�No Apache. This is
her room.�

Grimmjow looked around him. All of
these females, all though they all were of a �hot� value was very intimidating.
Hell, even the two guys to the back of him holding him down to the chair felt
like they could be a threat. But he had to decided what to say, and fast� or
this would be more trouble than its worth.

�Neliel and Tia, I would like to
talk with you two alone. Seriously.�

The instant he said it, he should
have expected a reaction, however he wasn�t prepared for the onslaught and the
loud/resonating NO that came from every person in the room other than the two
being asked to meet him in private. The one whom had been silenced now opened
her mouth, not caring for the warning that Harribel had just told her to heed.

�HELL NO. We all heard what your friend
did to their friend, and I bet you�re just as low if you hang out with him.�

The other chocolate, more caramel
though than chocolate, colored girl then answered her body and clothing
accenting her curves quite well.

�Like Apache said, Hell no. I would
never leave my girl with the likes of you. Ugh. I hate men like
you.�

�Leave. All of you.�

All those in the room turned to
Harribel, shocked. The girl had said it so fiercely; the three girls in front
of her looked at each other before angrily stomping out the door saying that
�they would be back in 30 minutes�.

The two guys that had been standing
behind him looked at the girls leave, staring at Neliel before she nodded her
head, sending them off as well. They left with stride, but before they walked
out the door, they turned to face Grimmjow in full.

�If you hurt Neliel Tu Oderschvank,
we will kill you.�

Their faces were still comical, even
with such a serious statement, but that didn�t make Grimmjow think that they
were less serious than they wanted him to think. He had to keep an eye out for
them buggers; they looked like the type to be like they would be the type to
play pranks constantly on those they didn�t like. And something told Grimmjow
that they didn�t have him on their nice list. The door shut with number of
clicks, and the three of them were alone in Neliel�s
room.

�Speak.�

�Okay, okay, I�m just trying to
learn more about Ulquiorra, that�s all.�

�Why? You�re his room
mate, aren�t you? Shouldn�t you learn about him all by yourself?�

�He�s being a bastard and won�t open
up. I needed some help or else this thing between us won�t go away.�

Both girls raised an eye brow
instantly, and paused in their inquiry. It took a second for Grimmjow to
realize just what that statement could mean. His face exploded with shock and
disgust, he really didn�t want to come up as the �gay pervert� all over again.

�No! No! It�s not like that! He just
randomly decided to be a bastard to me, and then he wants to act like he�s my
friend. And at the same time, he acts so emotionless it pisses me the fuck
off. I want to make him more human and make living here easier, especially
since I have to see him like every day.�

�Uh huh.�

�That doesn�t really say anything,
why should we help you?�

�Well you are his friends, right?
Then you should see how weird he acts. Wouldn�t you like it if he could laugh
and get angry like a normal person, and not call random people humans, or even
worse, trash?�

The two girls looked at one another
in concern and decision. They nodded. After all, what�s the worse
that could happen?

�Fine. All I will tell you is that
he is a Trisexual.�

�And he LOVES to be fucked
hard and for LONG periods of time and repeatedly without stopping for breaks
between orgasms.�

There was a pause, the only happy
one in the room being Neliel. Grimmjow blankly looked at his captors, but his
face was utterly and obviously disturbed at what the girl in the green had
said. As soon as he was beginning to think about Ulquiorra sexual life, and how
many STD�s he could possibly had she raised her hand quickly to get her
attention.

�I'm KIDDING! He just loves to be
held for long periods of time. Do NOT think I was being serious in what I
swear!�

He guessed they missed the point of
what he was trying to get across to them.

�I'm not looking for fucking
relationship advice! I'm looking at how I can get under his skin!�

�Too bad.�

Before Grimmjow could complain any
more, he was untied and thrown into the hallway, where the exited people had
been waiting, and intently listening to their conversation. They probably were
at the door before it was launched open, spying on them to the best of their
ability.

�uh��

�I don�t care. I�m leaving anyway.�

He could feel the numerous pairs of
eyes on his back, but that didn�t stop him from walking off. Looks like he
would just have to take a different approach to the matter than he had
initially had planned to. But no fret, it would still all according to his
plan. Lots of time had been wasting, and it was now close to bed time, and he
should probably be heading back to the room anyway.

At least now he had some ammunition
to fire.

He just hope that the shot would
hit.

XXX

REVIEW PEOPLE�. REVIEW. Makes me
write another chapter.

And yeah Next Chapter will have yaoi in it. Period. I don�t know how far, but it prolly will be an opening to something much thicker and
plot driven.

Sorry if this chapter sucks, I was kinda out of it. Hopefully a Beta will pick this chapter
off of its feet�

Someone� please beta this chapter�.
I would love you.

and after looking at the preview i think i might go back and add
more stuff to this chapter before i finish it..

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