Per Caso 16 - countdown

''So what happened in 1776?'' asked prof. Kyoraku and looked around the class, laying his eyes on one student.
''Well, Grimmjow, do you know the answer?'' he asked, but it seemed that the student paid no attention to him. He was looking out of the window. Ulquiorra slightly poked him with his elbow.
''Eh, what?'' asked Grimmjow, finally turning his attention to the subject, history.
''I asked you what happened to the American war of Independence in 1776.'' Repeated the teacher.
Grimmjow scratched his head. He had no idea.
''Dunno. Somethin important probably.'' He said. That gained him laugh from all the class and facepalm to his teacher.
''The Declaration of Independence was signed 4th July 1776.'' Said Ulquiorra. Kyoraku smiled.
''Just as expected from you, Ulquiorra. Well it happened that…'' he continued, but Grimmjow didn't listen.

It has been four days since his parents told him about moving in France. He still hasn't told anything to Ulquiorra. To anyone. Maybe he thought that if he would ignore it, it won't happen.
He tried. He honestly did. But after he heard Ulquiorra's voice or saw his face, he lost all his courage. He couldn't tell him.
He noticed that although he didn't want to admit it, he was secretly saying goodbye to everything. To all his friends, all his favorites places. He realized just how much he liked Karakura.
With this kind of thoughts in head, he wasn't able to pay any attention to the lessons.
Yes, history was certainly something he wouldn't miss, although he was sure history was taught in France too.
Ulquiorra liked history. Especially history of Unites States of America. Grimmjow already knew that.
He tore his eyes off window and looked at the pale boy sitting next to him.
There are so many things I still need to learn about you.
He looked in his history book.
Yet I have so little time.

''Say, Grimmjow, is there something bothering you?'' asked Ulquiorra during lunch. Grimmjow looked from spaghetti he hasn't touched yet. No that he planned to.
''Ha? Me?…no, not at all.'' He said, trying his best to not sound depressed. He hated lying to him.
''Really? You look somehow…not quite yourself recently.'' continued Schiffer. Grimmjow didn't like making Ulquiorra worry, but still, it was better than telling him the truth. At least that was what he thought.
''I'm fine, really. Don't worry.''
Ulquiorra watched him little suspiciously, but then probably considered it useless effort.
''You know you can tell me everything, don't  you?''
I can't tell you everything.
''Yeah. I know. Well…'' he looked at the time,''see you…on Japanese?'' he changed the topic.
''You are going already? Isn't it a little early? The lessons won't start in next twenty minutes.'' said Ulquiorra surprised.
''I know. I…I have to do a homework for French. I completely forgot it.'' he said. His next lesson was French, so he saw that answer as perfect. Ulquiorra did too.
''Alright. I'll see you later.''
I promise, I'll tell you. I will.

He originally planned on actually doing the homework, but he found out that he didn't understand a thing. So he was spacing out instead, sitting on the roof all alone.
He thought about it. He thought about what it would be like, living in France. He sucked at French, so he wouldn't be able to speak much. He had all of his connections in Karakura- his friends, his boyfriend, his enemies, his memories.
I don't want to leave that. Leave it all.
It just had a feeling that he would have to leave his heart in there. Grimmjow knew it already began. He began to distance himself from this city, just because he knew how much he had grown attached to it.
Everything started to move forward to the end.
And while having such emo thoughts, Grimmjow completely closed himself and didn't see the world around him. Ulquiorra noticed that, yet he believed in Grimmjow.
He believes I'd tell him if something was going on…

''Grimmjow! What are you doing here all alone?'' asked some voice. Jeagerjacques looked up.
''Nothing .Just thinking.'' He said.
''Ah, thinkin? That's not like you, Grimm.'' teased him Nnoitra, but then he noticed that Grimmjow didn't react at al.
''Hey…you're alright?'' he asked. Blue eyes looked at him for a moment and then looked away on gray sky.
''Nee, Noitra…you remember that old skate park we used to go?'' he asked. His friend nodded.
''Yeah, we had a lot of fun there, but what about it?''
Grimmjow stayed quiet for a while.
''Let's go there. After school.'' he said. Nnoitra grinned.
''Let's go right now.''

And so they went. Grimmjow sometimes skipped school so it wasn't a big deal. Not now.
The skate park was really old. About fifteen years, probably. They both used to go there in elementary and middle school. But then they decided it was for 'sissies' and stopped.
It felt really nostalgic.

Grimmjow looked over the place. How long has it been since he was there? Five years? Six years?
''It hasn't changed a bit.'' said Nnoitra as he sat on the stairs near u-ramp. Grimmjow sat next to him, bearing with the collision of nostalgic feeling of being there again and sadness over the fact it was probably for the last time.
''I wanted to take Ulquiorra here. I spent here so many good days.''
Nnoitra looked at him and raised eyebrow.
''You talk like an old man. If you wanna take him here, just do it.'' He said. Grimmjow sighed.
If I could, that is…
Nnoitra smiled and began to telling him some story from their childhood he just remembered, that probably happened in this skate park.
All the times I was with you…
''and then you went like 'wzoooom' all over the place and…''
All the times I wanted …I want to be with him…
''and it was so OMG!...tell me, did Ulquiorra ever try to skate?'' Nnoitra asked.
I wonder... never asked him…and even if he didn't, I'd teach him…
''…never mind…hey, do you remember that time when that girl…''
''I'm moving away.'' Said Grimmjow suddenly, not even realizing it.

Nnoitra stopped talking and just stared at his friend, who was looking at his shoes.
''You-you're what?'' he asked confused by that unexpected information.
Grimmjow sighed and looked at his hands. They wasn't trembling.
''We're moving away. Away from here.''
''Where?'' asked Nnoitra , now being actually serious. Grimmjow just clenched his teeth with the feeling of not being able to do anything.
''To France. Fucking France.''
Nnoitra just watch him with mixed emotions.''When?''
''Within ten days. My mom and father told me this weekend.'' Grimmjow explained quietly.
Nnoitra looked at the sky. He didn't expect that coming. How could he? Actually, it was true that Grimmjow acted strange for last few days, but…
''Did you tell him?'' he asked, sure that Grimmjow knew who he was talking about. But when he realized just how down his friend looked, he knew the answer already.

''I didn't tell anyone. How could I…how could I tell him something like that?'' asked Grimmjow almost painfully.
'' He has nothing to do with my father. So why is he the one to suffer from it?'' continued teal-haired boy desperately.
''You have to tell him. Just imagine yourself in his position. Wouldn't you like to know? I'm sure he would tell you something so important, even if it's…that bad.'' said Nnoitra. Grimmjow  didn't say anything for a while.
''I tried to tell him many times, but always when I see him, and I realize how much it would hurt him, I can't...'', he whispered. ''I can't hurt him that much.''
Jiruga listened. He was his best friend after all. And this was moment when one had to be the best friend possible.
''But he'll know sooner or later. It'd be best if you personally told him. Show him that you care ab-''
''You think I don't care about him?? That's the only reason why I hadn't told him yet! Every time I think about it…France is too fucking far away…every time I imagine I'm about to lose him in ten days, I think I'd die…He's the one I don't want to lose, the one I don't want to hurt at any costs. But how…how the hell am I supposed to protect him when I won't be here!!?''
Nnoitra thought he never saw Grimmjow with that much desperate expression.

''You can't do anything about it?'' he asked quietly, hoping that Grimmjow wouldn't yell again.
''No. I tried everything I could, but that bastard just won't listen.''
''I see. If I can help you somehow, tell me.'' He offered his friend the only thing he could – support.
''You know how it feels, knowing that within just few days, he'll woke up and I won't be here? It feels like…''
Nnoitra put a hand around Grimmjow's shoulder, trying to comfort him as much as he could. But he couldn't. This was Grimmjow's fight.
''It's like going against the wind. It's unnatural. It's useless.'' said blue-haired boy quietly.'' You can't do anything against the wind.''