Author's Note: So, finally, here is the last chapter of The Bittersweet Melody. I hope you all have enjoyed this quite short story. Some horrible things happened in my mundane life, so writing this took pretty long, and I apologize for that. I hope I'll see your great reviews in my next stories too. They really save my day.

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It was a perfect, sunny day outside. The quiet wind swept through Ulquiorra's front yard. The door was open, so the fresh air would visit the ex-musicians house. Beautiful tunes came from the house, Ulquiorra was playing the piano.

Ulquiorra still loved playing his white piano, but somehow it felt nowadays different. Maybe it was because of Grimmjow moving in to Ulquiorra's house. The musician didn't need the piano to ease his lonely emptiness, he had Grimmjow now.

They were like any normal couple, they had their fights and own problems, but to them the world seemed a lot better place when they stood next to each other. Even if Grimmjow wasn't really the type to say out loud 'I love you', Ulquiorra knew that those sweet little things Grimmjow did for him meant, that he loved the pale man deeply.

"Grimmjow, I love you."

The tanned man had just arrived home after a tiring day at work. He found Ulquiorra waiting for him next to the door of his apartment. The pale, short man held a white rose on his hand.

A smile appeared on Grimmjow's face; he took a step forward and held Ulquiorra on his arms.

"Same goes for you."

That was the first time they had talked about their feelings for each other. Two weeks afterwards Grimmjow moved to live together with Ulquiorra in the ex-musicians house.

"I'm home!"

The pianist stopped playing when he heard these words. He got up from his chair and went to greet his beloved. Grimmjow was taking his shoes off; now that it was summer he didn't bother to use shoes at home.

"How was your day? Was it busy at the shop?"

"Usual, actually…The people will go totally mad next week, when the summer sales begin. How was your day?"

Ulquiorra shrugged, his silky hair shone in the sunlight. "As usual, I did not feel like doing anything special today."

The man with electric-blue hair and the eyes colored like the ocean wasn't satisfied with this answer. "Really? What have you been doing all day?"

The short man put his hands to his pockets, and looked away. "I played the piano."

Grimmjow frowned. "You did that for, like, nine hours?!"

"Yes", that was the quiet answer from the black-and-white lips.

The muscular, tanned man sighed and stepped closer to kiss Ulquiorra.

"You've been playing a lot lately, Ulquiorra", Grimmjow whispered gently. "You must really miss your job. Is there anything else you would like to do than playing?"

Ulquiorra looked deeply into Grimmjow's sea-blue eyes. "I've never done anything else, I do not know."

"You should get a job, or you'll be bored to death while I'm working, you know?"

Ulquiorra agreed, and then leaned to Grimmjow's chest. The black-haired man closed his eyes, remembering something he had forgotten. "We do not have anything to eat at the moment; I did not remember to make anything."

Grimmjow just grinned, and said: "It's okay. Actually, I was going to ask you, if you wanted to eat out tonight. I feel like tacos."

Ulquiorra let a smile find its way to his lips. "Tacos? I do not even remember when I ate those last…"

Grimmjow's grin widened. "Shall we go, then? I'm really hungry."

The restaurant they stopped in front of was not a taco place. It was the latest and finest restaurant of the town.

"I don't think it would be romantic, if I asked this at Taco Heaven, you know." Grimmjow said and took a small white box from his pocket. "Ulquiorra Schiffer, I ask this once, and once only; will you marry me?"

Ulquiorra stared at the simple ring in front of him. It was gold, and two tiny diamonds, green and blue, were placed to it. He didn't take the ring to his finger, he just looked at it.

Grimmjow waited for the answer for almost two minutes. Ulquiorra lifted his eyes from the beautiful object and looked straight in Grimmjow's eyes. "I will."

Grimmjow took the ring and placed it to Ulquiorra's finger.

The End