GrimmUlqui High School AU

Letting his face get closer, Grimmjow allowed the kiss. His response was hesitant and guarded, still confused by the smaller male.

"I know what I want," Ulquiorra said evenly.

"M-Hm." he coaxed, wanting to hear what the man wanted.

"...You." Ulquiorra said with visible difficulty.

Grimmjow couldn't stop himself from grinning as he cuped the man's face and leaned down, giving Ulquoiorra a sweetly soft kiss.

Ulquiorra tentatively let his head rest on Grimmjow's chest, closing his eyes in frustration.

Confused, Grimmjow watched Ulquiorra, waiting for him to voice his thoughts.

"...I haven't done this before," Ulquiorra said. "I don't know what the majority of these feelings I'm having mean, or what I am expected to do about them."

Grimmjow blinked and chuckled lightly, not surprised by the confusion the pale man felt. To be honest, he felt some of it himself.

"Ya...err,talk... about them?" He replied, though it sounded more like he wasn't sure himself.

"I am not used to discussing feelings. I find it more beneficial to keep them to myself."

Grimmjow grunted and jerked his head in agreement.

"I dun like ta' either." He replied.

"Then for both of our sakes, I'll speak candidly." Ulquiorra looked up at him. "For some reason or another, I'm finding myself attracted to you. I found myself attracted to you in our freshman year when I first heard you answer an easy question incorrectly in our algebra class. But I ignored it."

Blue eyes widened as his brain processed the words coming out of Ulquiorra's lips. That had been practically the first day of school! He completely ignored the insult that he somehow managed to fit into the 'confession', and just stared.

"Seriously?"

"I ignored it because the first time you talked to me your friends called me a freak and you said nothing. Even the times after that, when you stood up for me, I always remembered the one time you didn't." He looked away. "I convinced myself that you would be cruel to me if I spoke up to prevent myself from doing so."

He blanched as he tried to remember what incident the pale man was talking about. He was never cruel, just.... teasing.

"That...was a long time ago." He said, once he remembered when his friends calling Ulquiorra an 'emo freak'. He never said anything to them because he knew it was useless.

"I know." Ulquiorra moved past Grimmjow to sit down on the bed. "But the question still stands. Do you want me enough to step out of this room and keep our relationship consistent?"

Grimmjow thought about it for a second before sitting down next to the pale man. "Definitely," He began, "But this relationship shit is...well, kinda new."

The blue eyed man sighed loudly and fell back on the bed, "I want you. I really do, so Im'ma go fer' it. 'S really weird fer' me ta' like someone fer' so long. I've had 'is really weird itch in ma' chest fer' four years, ya know." his hand landing right above his chest.

Ulquiorra sighed. "Your heart is on the other side of your chest," he said, moving Grimmjow's hand over.

Grimmjow glared and fought to reign in the blush that wanted to appear on his face.

"Feh." He grunted, not looking at his pale...er, lover, boyfriend?

Ulquiorra gently turned his face back, leaning forward to kiss him. "I don't care where it is," he said earnestly, no smile of his face but a slightly amused tone to his voice. "I suppose the only thing we can do now is be experimental."

Grumbling a little, Grimmjow stopped scowling and cupped Ulquiorra's face, kissing him again.

The blue haired man rested his forehead on Ulquiorra's and sighed a little, "Guess so." He replied into his pale lips, kissing him once more.

Grimmjow felt it; a very slight smile against his lips, although it was gone in seconds. Ulquiorra stood. "We have to leave before my parents are home," he said, pulling on a pair of boots.

Grimmjow groaned as he stood up and gathered his things, making sure to put his shirt back on.

"Where we goin'?" He asked, curious as to what the shorter man had planed.

"I didn't have any specific place in mind. Do you?" Ulquiorra asked, grabbing the dark green sweater from where it was draped over his desk chair.

"..Nah" He replied, making sure that he had everything.