Title: Void

Fandom: Bleach

Pairing: Grimmjaw x Ulquiorra

Rating: PG

Warnings: Uh…innuendo and double meanings? Oh and yeah a little OOC Grimmjaw perhaps. Yeah also Boy x boy love…however slight it may be.

Description: So Grimmjaw has a slight obsession with Ulquiorra's empty 'chain of fate' hole.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. If I did the whole thing would be nothing but yaoi. Bleach and of its characters are © Tite Kubo-sensei (I only borrow them for my own -perverted fangirl amusement XD).

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It was that damn hole that intrigued the Arrancar so much. Sure he had one himself and he knew that they all did and mostly they were proudly flaunted, as were the remaining parts of their masks, a status symbol, a symbol of power more natural than the number 'Aizen-sama' had branded them with.
But it was the seeming secrecy that surrounded Espada number 4's which caught his attention.
The dark haired Arrancar was so solemn and quiet. Most of the others here were rather loud and opinionated, none of them really liked each other but banded together through necessity. Also modesty was not a word in most of the Espada member's vocabulary, he himself being the perfect example, what with his low slung hakama and his short, tight, open shirt.
Grimmjaw reasoned with himself that it was this obsession with Ulquiorra's hole that drove him to the position he was in now. Hiding in the darkness of the higher ranked Espada's room, watching his clothed chest rise and fall. He knew that this was stupid and that he should probably just leave but his curiosity got the better of him and before he knew it he was standing above the small Arrancar, his fingers hovering, almost nervously above the other's zipper.
He gently took hold of the zip and began to slowly slide it down its track, being careful to be as gentle and quiet as possible. Once the zip could descend no further Grimmjaw returned to the task at hand. His fingers slipped gently under the thick white fabric to reveal a pale expanse of chest and neck. He eyed the hole that went through the other Arrancar's body with fascination. It was situated at the base of his neck, directly between the smaller body's delicate collar bones.
He took a deep breath and before he could stop himself his fingers reached out to ghost over the empty area. He was transfixed by the slight shudder that went through the 4th Espada.
"What are you doing Grimmjaw?" asked a familiar monotone voice
Startled, looking like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar, Grimmjaw looked up into the vivid green eyes of his fellow Espada member.