I have been wanting to post this story for a really long time now, I hope you guys would like it cause I dont think Im able to do something really awesome.

I don't own bleach or anything except the story.

Here goes my first try..

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"Ma'am for the LAST time, you can't find any more washing machines on that sale because the company is all out of that specific model. THERE. AREN'T. ANY. LEFT."

"But I coudnt afford one until only now!"

Fuck. My. Life. This bitch is fucking stupid I can't even...

NO. Control yourself grimmjow.

"I understand, I'm very sorry but the sale has ended. I really wish I could help you but I'm not the one calling the shots here, those models were sold out COMPLETLY."

"YOU ARE NOT HELPING ME AT ALL! I ONLY WANT TO BUY A STUPID WASHING MACHINE! WHY ARE YOU MAKING THIS SO HARD FOR ME?! IM THE CUSTOMER HERE-"

I felt a vein start to pop on my neck. As you can understand, sometimes I REALLY want to go on a fucking killing spree. With a fucking sledge hammer. While I'm riding an armor wearing horse.

"Ma'am, please hold."

"WHA-"

*beep*

Ahhh... Silence is bliss.

I put my face in my hands and take a deep breath.

"ha, another psychotic customer calling about the sale that sold out?"

I turn around to my office door and see szayel look at me with a smirk.

"You have no fucking idea.."

"Why did you take the call? You're the branch manager, you're not supposed to answer the calls from the customers." he asks as he's leaning on my desk.

"We're short on people today, I couldn't leave Hanatarou with that psychotic bitch, he almost started CRYING." I put my hands down and look at him with tiered face.

"Either way, I'll be with you in a sec, I gotta shake her off." I put my hand on the phone and take a deep breath. Again.

Seriously, I fucking hate people that can't understand that life sucks and you can't always get what you want.

"Thank you for holding ma'am."

"Why the FUCK did you put me on hold?!"

well I can't say that it's because you are fucking CRAZY, and youre voice can make my head explode so I needed you to shut the fuck up...

"I wanted to give you an answer about the sale. Again, I'm sorry but there are no models left that are included in the sale. But I'm sure you will be updated when we have a new one, so you won't miss it."

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I finished work finally after 3 more hours of torture.

I work as a branch manager of a call center, companies ask for our services to act as a messaging service, or an information center.

So maybe if you're calling some sort of company for their services or to give complaints, you can end up with us. So be nice, and don't give any of my workers hell.

Although most of the time I'm doing paperwork or dealing with the problems of my employees, I sometimes give a hand and take the calls that are really hard to handle, As you've seen before. Jesus hanataro is such a wimp that doesn't know how to get words out of his mouth sometimes.

But at the end of the fucking day, it's my responsibility to make sure that all is well, and no ones fucking around.

I walk out of the building and light a smoke. These things will fucking kill ya' but I need break.

I inhale deeply and close my eyes as I let the smoke go out of my mouth in gentle curves.

"hah.." I sigh out and lean against the wall. I've always been a strict person, but I guess it's because of how my grandfather raised me.

The fucking old man still thinks he's a captain in the army. I snort at the thought.

I finished my smoke and started walking up to my car, loosening my tie around my neck.

Time to get home and eat some dinner.

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as I walk up to my apartment door, I notice that my lock has been picked and the door is slightly open.

"FUCKN'..."

I Stomp inside and glare at my usual burglar lying on my sofa with an open beer can. MY BEER CAN.

"Nnoitora you fucking dick fer' brains! Why did you pick my lock AGAIN?! I gave you a mother fucking key for some reason! And I believe its for sticking it into keyholes! You know, just like you do with your dick with everything that moves!?"

Nnoitora looked at me and smiled innocently "Huh... I may or may not have lost it?"

Silence. It takes a moment for my brain to process the fucking idiocy of Nnoitora my dear, DEAR friend.

"I seriously forgot that you are a moron, and I need to stop assuming that you are capable of making sense as a human existence."

I say calmly as I walk to my room to change after closing my apartment door.

"Because of that grimmjow ma' man. we are best friends" Nnoitora says before taking a big swig of his-ah, MY beer.

I get inside my room and change my work clothes to faded jeans, a white T-shirt with a baby blue breast pocket and some tanned vans shoes.

I look to my mirror and try to fix my monster that is called hair, somehow it's styled by my ultimate stylist that is called, my PILLOW every morning.

But it looks good nonetheless.

I walk to the kitchen and shout to Nnoitora "Nnoi, do you wanna eat?"

"Holy leeroy Jenkins I thought you'd never ask!"

I roll my eye and start making something for both of us to eat. I really don't understand how that idiot has managed to survive till the age of 24 without being in jail, shot, or being hospitalized for some sort of hideous injury.

Right before I finished cooking, Nnoitora followed the smell to the kitchen. "you really don't need anyone for anything huh Grimm? You can just do it all~ by yerself" he says to me as he sits lazily at the table. "yes, but I need YOU to get me into seriouse trouble. Or to brake my limbs" I remind him the time where I broke my arm trying to stop him from falling down a hill when we were in 9th grade. "hahaha! That was an awesome ride!" he cackles as I snort and smile. "Yeah it was."

After we finished eating I get up, do the dishes as Nnoitora rubs his stomach affectionately and grab my keys and phone.

"get up."

Nnoitora pauses and looks at me questionably "where are we goin'?"

"well, YOU'RE going to by me a beer shit head. So we're going to a bar"

"D'awwww Grimm! You're taking me on a date?"

"I may be gay Nnoitora, but even if you HAVE a penis I would rather fuck a pussy than hold your Hand for five seconds" I say nonchalantly as we walk out of my apartment.

"You always had a way with words."

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