No Fucks Given

@henjiin

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Bleach 

(by Off Record)

“Not even close.” More like Grimmjow was right on the money.  “I just don’t want people staring.”

“I see what yer gettin’ at.” He huffed and turned. 

“I’ll fuckin’ leave then, so ya don’t hafta worry about people starin’ because yer doin’ somethin’ ya enjoy.”

“–What?” Grimmjow no, there are people here don’t you dare–

Up close and personal time! “Don’t dare, what? Ya afraid y’might lose yer cool around these people?”

“I didn’t mean anything by it. I simply meant that you have fraccion that would do anything for you the same way I would for my Lord.” He stated with a scoff, rolling his eyes at the others insult. 

“But whatever they aren’t my concern….and if you do not fear Aizen-sama then you are more foolish than I thought. I don’t mean anything by it, but Aizen-sama’s power has been a mystery….it is only natural to fear what one doesn’t know. Though I am trying to learn more about him….” He paused, the last statement coming out as an after thought. 

Taking a breath, he was trying to keep himself alive but what he wouldn’t do to at least scratch the other a little bit. “I’m smarter than any damned child! Is there anything you say that isn’t an insult? Are you even capable of such things Lord Grimmjow?”

”Fine, ya made yer point. Tch--” The Sexta grumbled to himself, his stance relaxing somewhat. The initial tension was lessening noticeably. Grimmjow knew an actual fight with Ggio wasn’t the answer. But that didn’t mean he had to like it. 

“It may be natural for YOU  t’fear the unknown but I don’t buy that crap.” He nearly spat the words. To be King meant that you were fearless. Which, foolish or not, was the mindset Grimmjow stood firmly behind. 

“Ya sure do act like a child though.” That’s when he chuckled, a smirk remaining in his expression. “I’m capable of plenty! An those insults are one of the things I lay out to everyone, so it’s not like yer special.” He sighed, running a hand over his unkempt cerulean mane. “Why do ya follow Baraggan anyway? He seems like a bigger asshole than I am.”

“You may believe its pathetic but you have the power to say such things, Lord Grimmjow. Power isn’t something we all possess, even you have your fraccion under you. Imagine if Aizen-sama wasn’t the only person you feared….I can think for myself, I often do.” After all, if Baraggan had to tell him everything he would just be worthless. “….however I know how to follow orders”

“If staying alive is pathetic to you then so be it. I guess its a good thing I’m not your fraccion then”

“Ya really are a cockly lil’ shit, Ggio. What makes ya so sure that I fear that shitbag, Aizen?” At least his tone was settling down at this point. 

“My fraccion ain’t got anythin’ to do with this. Don’t ya dare fuckin’ talk about them again.” True, he wasn’t exactly ‘caring’ when it came to his group of fraccion. However, they were HIS family --his pride, so to speak. And the Sexta was, in fact, protective just as he was territorial.  “That ain’t what I said and ya know it. Fuckin’ hell, it’s like I’m talkin to a damned kid.”

“His Majesty prefers to be talked to in a certain way” 

He scoffed, of course Grimmjow wouldnt understand. He believed himself to be a king in his own right. He was the ruler to his own section, he wasnt a servant. He even dared to step out of line when it came to Aizen.

“You’re a ‘king’ too right? I just assumed you wanted the same type of….language….”

”Do I look like yer fuckin’ majesty?”

 This guy had some balls. Grimmjow wasn’t about to be talked to like that by him.. hell not even Aizen. Even though with the latter, the backlash would likely be a lot more painful. 

“Ya don’t know shit about me, buddy boy. Call me King, Lord Grimmjow, whatever. Just talk normally around me. For fucks sake-- I hate it when someone just cant think for themselves. It’s damn pathetic, if ya ask me.”

That comment made him want to punch the other. One day….one day he would rise above Grimmjow…..one day he would be the Sexta and he would crush the larger feline under his boot. 

“With all….due respect, I was following orders from his Majesty Lord Baraggan. This ‘prancing’ I was doing wasnt because I believed I could go anywhere, it was because I was ordered to”

His brows knit together at the wording.  “What’s with that?” Nodding up as he folded his arms. 

“Why ya talkin’ like that .. ‘with all due respect’ bullshit? That old fucker tryin’ t’make ya some fuckin’ gentleman or what?” Completely ignoring whatever it was Ggio had given for his answer.

@henjiin

“I dont have anything to say…..Lord Jaegerjaques”

The others name rolled of his tongue like acid as he took another step back, making himself a smaller target for the other to pounce on. 

“If I’m not mistaken you are the one who began this dance. Was there something on your mind?”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” 

Grimmjow was highly territorial. He had no REASON to actually fight Ggio but his instinct of the other being in HIS domain was enough to put the Sexta on edge. 

“Tch-- I didn’t begin shit. Yer the one that’s prancin’ around like yer allowed t’go anywhere ya please.”

        With a gentle lift of his head, eyes wandered along his mate.

        Hair falling along his features, reaching to stroke the mask

        the sexta possessed. “Grimmjow.” He spoke lightly, pressing 

        closer, being held. It made him whole. 

Tilting his head slightly, only his Cuatro was allowed to touch his mask like this. Bringing his other arm around to ensure their forms were flush to one another. Clawed fingertips tracing his spine slowly.  “Ulquiorra. . “ There really wasn’t much to say, it all could be better expressed through physical means. His purring intensifies as his nose buried into inky black locks. 

      “Mine.”