.:A Baby Girls Heart:. (Grimmjow Love Story)

.:A Baby Girls Heart:. (Grimmjow Love Story)*Six*

Chapter Six- The Pantera

I was sitting in my room, brushing my hand through my hair, breathing in deeply. I was trying to relax. I didn’t think I could deal Grimmjow. He was just too obnoxious for me. Yet, I’d have to learn to put up with his crap.

Standing up, I began to pace the room. I needed to figure out a system so I wouldn’t have to be around Grimmjow to put up with him or his fan girls.

I opened the door and decided maybe a walk outside would be nice. Or maybe I’d need to have a little chat with Grimmjow so he knew his place now while living in Las Noches.

“A walk would do me some good.” I nodded my head and went out my door, closing it behind me, making my way down the wall, rubbing my arm in frustration, trying to think clearly on what I should just do so I wouldn’t get irritated.

I took a left turn down the usual white halls, noticing the big gray door, pushing it open and stepping out under the ‘blue’ sky, looking up at the fake sky above me, remembering the world of the living.

The real blue sky. Living birds that flew around there. Real warmth. But this place was fine anyways. I was so used to it that the human world just seemed so strange to me.

I stepped out along the pillar, walking down a path, not really heading for any spot precisely. “Who would want to raise a kid here?”

A small sigh escaped my lips as I stopped in my tracks beginning to really think about that question. As I grew up the only thing I got to do was play with other arrancars. And I wouldn’t really call it play since they are a few hundred years older than me. But they all held swords. Something I don’t have.

“Why don’t I have a sword?” I question to myself, looking up at the sky. What reason do they have for not giving me a sword?

“This is so stupid!!” I yell, throwing my hands in the air, almost letting myself fall back to land on the sidewalk-like structure I was walking on, but realized it would hurt, so instead I continued to walk.

“And who does that guy think he is, acting all cocky and like hot stuff?! If he’s so damn strong I doubt he would have died!!”

Kicking at the sidewalk, I looked down, gritting my teeth tightly together. “I’d love to go back in time and meet all the espada when dad was Cuatro and give them each a piece of my mind.”

I clenched my fists, stepping up to the other building, stepping inside, now walking more aimlessly than I was before, having no clue in mind where I was going, just walking.

I was allowing my feet to go wherever they wanted to.

While lost in thought I heard a loud scream coming from down the hall. Eyes widening I began running down the hall, turning a corner, stopping short in my steps, seeing Grimmjow covered in blood, the other arrancar gasping for air while being pinned to the wall, a grasp held by onto his throat.

“Release him.” I order Grimmjow, glaring hard.