Nell unlocked the front door of her and Nnoitra's apartment. He didn't get off for another hour so once she had kicked off her shoes and placed her black purse on the table, she headed to the kitchen to make dinner. As she gathered what she would need to start cooking, she smiled to herself at the thought of her and Nnoitra living together. She was beyond happy although everything was as he said it would be. The first week wasn't so amazing.
Nell had called Nnoitra and let him know that she would come live with him. Once she had transferred all her things. Nnoitra left for work and she decided she would cook a special dinner for him that night. She decided to make some oven fried panko chicken so she went out and got the ingredients from the store. She wasn't sure what else to eat with it, so she decided on a zucchini carpaccio salad. Once she got home, she made the meal and knew that Nnoitra would be impressed with her skills.
He got home and took a shower. Afterwards, she handed him a steaming plate and waited for his reaction. He just stared at the plate for a moment, dark orbs not blinking. The tall man frowned, lifting a piece of chicken only to drop it back on the plate with a clatter.
"What the hell is this Nell?" he asked in the calmest voice she ever heard from him.
"Um, it's oven fried panko chicken," she said softly, starting to feel self-conscious about the meal.
He put the plate down and headed out the door, grabbing his keys off the table in the process. He turned to look at her when he opened the door. "I'm gettin' something from McDonald's."
Well at least Nell now knew he didn't like gourmet foods. She ended up eating it herself and it actually was very good despite his lack of tasting it first. It was that moment that she realized she had a picky eater on her hands. She huffed and put the rest of the chicken in the over. Seriously, he probably would have liked it if he had taken one bite before deciding it wasn't up to his standards.
She decided she would clean up the place to make up for it. It honestly wasn't just for that. Nnoitra was not a neat freak by a long shot. She picked up DVDS and video games off the floor. Pillows from the couch were strewn everywhere and was that a soda stain on the carpet? Who knew how long that had been sitting there. After putting everything back in its rightful place, as well as tossing dirty clothes he'd left on the floor into the hamper in his room, Nell put some cleaner she found under the sink on the stain and let it soak before vacuuming it up.
Was she living with a teenager? Honestly, Ichigo wasn't a messy person at all, but that could be because Nell badgered him into cleaning up after himself. He probably had just gotten tired of hearing her nagging him. As she vacuumed the living room, Nell headed towards his room with it. Her mouth nearly dropped at the mess. There were dirty dishes on the dresser by his bed, clothes were also all over the floor and she tripped over one of his work boots in the process if trying to make his room look presentable.
Just as she was finishing putting her things in the room, she heard Nnoitra reentering the apartment. She heard him rustling around and he soon was at the room doorway. His eyes widened
"What the fuck are you doing Nelliel?!" he yelled.
"What now Nnoitra?" she said irritably while wrapping the cord around the holder on the vacuum cleaner. "I'm putting my things away and yours as well."
"How the hell am I supposed to find my shit?!"
"Look in the place where it was supposed to be!"
He growled, grasped her shoulders and threw her on the bed. He lay on top of her and pinned her wrists to the bed. She struggled, but he held fast. Her tan orbs narrowed. This man always thought he had gotten the best of her. It was obvious from that huge smile on his face. Well he was sorely mistaken. Nell hooked her legs around his neck tightly, cutting off his air supply. He reached up to grasp her thighs, but Nell unwrapped her legs and moved into a frog like position. They were now nose to nose.
