The Four Nations

I was woken up with a sudden jolt at the sound of knocking on the door to my private chambers. It really werent anything new (It kinda waked me up each morning), but yet. I still felt on edge everytime it happened.. I cleared my throat before i shouted "Come in!" The door opened and a tray with food were pushed inside by a redheaded servant, a servant which i had come to know as my one and only childhood friend. Renji Abarai was his name, for those of you guys who would wonder about that. Normally we held a friendly tune. But at these mornings, I was the \'Young Master\' and he were my \'Humble Servant\' quite weird how years of knowing each others were so forcefully expelled just by being a noble. Something inside me arched at the thought. Brushing my emotions aside i sat up in the bed and beckoned him to come closer, he so did and placed the tray comfortably beside my bed. Making it easy to reach. I muttered a sleep-drunken "Thank you, Abarai-san." Renji bowed his head to me before he made his way out of the room" Come to think of it, i havent told you guys who i am. Well, my full name is far too long for me to say, so I\'ll just introduce myself as Grimmjow Jaegerjaques of Ichiban. And if you guys make any lame jokes about my first name, then I\'m going to rip out your spine and strangle you with it. A friendly warning, of course.



I ate my food in peace before i stood up from the bed and walked up to the mirror, as always in the mornings i inspected my body closely. My father wanted me to be in perfect shape should he wish to marry me off to some random lass which family just coincidentally happened to have contacts which interested him. My body was well muscled and ripped, not that it would\'ve changed from yesterday though.

Anyhow, I didn\'t mind that my dad had been planning to use me to his benefits. The constant training gave me something to do other than merely sitting around and pretending not to be bored half to death.



I walked up to my wardrobe and searched trough the wide array of outfits. They were all made of the finest silk and to me, they all looked more or less alike. And all of them, without a single exception made me think of myself as a doll.



I picked one on random, slipped into it and began to head to the main hall of the estate, where my father would likely be expecting me..