The Director

Chapter 11

We sat in silence in the office. Nel had left to get us something to eat so we wouldn't have to leave and come back again through the hectic crowd.  Grimmjow was laying on the couch and I was cleaning up the remains of his desk phone. "Ichigo?" His low voice broke the silence. "Hm?" There was a pause then he took a deep breath. "I'm not showing up to the wedding." He now had my full attention. "But Grimmjow! You have too!" He sat up and lock eyes with me. "I'm not getting married to some hot shot whore!" The door bursted open and a skinny man strutted through. He had shoulder length pink hair and dressed in all white. He had one of those big fuzzy scarfs wrapped around his neck. He was followed by two larger men in suits and black sunglasses. "Szayelaporro Granz at your service. I am Rangikus personal makeup artist and designer. I will be taking care of Mr. Jaggerjack for the wedding." Grimmjow stood up and took a deep breath. "Get out." The designer scoffed. "Such a sexy and handsome man with such a bad attitude. I feel bad for Rangiku. Getting married to a cheating asshole." Grimmjow lunged at the man but was tackled down by his body guards. "Damn it! I'm not getting MARRIED!" Grimmjow growled. The man leaned his head back in laughter. Now it was my turn. I slowly made my way up to the pink haired man and slapped him across the face. His glasses flew to the ground and cracked. His eyes widen at my angered appearance. "Such a cute and innocent boy, I can't wait to see Aizen break you." I furrowed my brows at the unfamiliar name. But Grimmjow lost it. He shoved the two larger men off of him and grabbed the designer by the throat, lifting the thin man off the ground.

"That's enough Grimmjow." I swear to god, Grimmjows father is there everywhere I look. He leaned against the door frame holding back his laughter. Grimmjow let go of the designer and the man fell to his knees gasping for air. "My my! What a grip!" Grimmjow scoffed. "Your going to the wedding. If I have to drag you there myself I'll be pissed. You don't want me to be pissed now do you?" Grimmjows eyes widen as his fathers eyes landed on me. "Don't you dare touch him!" The designer finally caught his breath and busted out laughing. "Enough Szayelaporro." The designer stopped immediately, "Yes lord Aizen." So his fathers name is Aizen. Aizen now stood infornt of Grimmjow, "This is your last warning, your going to the wedding. If you do not show up I'll personal see to it that your little boy toy gets the punishment, understand?" Grimmjow balled his hands into fists and slowly nodded. "Yes.... Father." He patted Grimmjow on the head and smiled, "Good boy," he turned towards the door then added "Oh and Grimmjow, please act happy. I don't want this wedding to turn into a shit show." And with that he left. Szayelaporro stood and cleaned himself off, "Alrighty then, Grimmjow come with us, I must get your measurement's and get a tux made immediately." He nodded then turned to me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into a hug. "Do not go back to my house, go to someone else's. Here's my keys." He placed his keys in my hand and smiled down at me. His eyes were watering and mine widened. "I'll text you whenever I can to keep you updated. I love you." He pressed his lips against mine and held me even tighter. As if this was gonna be our last. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him back. Tears rolled down my cheeks, he pulled away then turned and left with the designer. I fell to my knees and whipped the tears that kept pouring down my face. "Shit!" I hissed. I'm so frustrated it's not even funny. I punched the floor and Nel finally came back. She dropped the food on the floor and ran to my side. "What happened!? Are you alright!? Where's Grimmjow?" She wrapped her arms around me and rubbed my shoulder. "It was Aizen... he.. he threatened Grimmjow and forced him to leave..." her grip tightened. "I'm sorry this is happening Ichigo. I'm really sorry." She paused for a bit and whispered, "This is what happened with his previous relationship." My eyes widen, "What?" She let me go and whipped some tears from my face. "It's probably not my place to tell you but as a friend I think you should know." I nodded. She reached for the bag of food that thankfully didn't spill and handed me the bag. "This is gonna take a bit so let's go sit on the couch and eat." I nodded and she helped me up and we went to the couch.