Little Things

36 Through 42

I honestly think these could have been longer but they were bugging me and I wanted to leave them as close to how I wrote them in my journal as they were. Ahh~ The handy journal with which to record your stuff on the fly, how I love you. Some of them might be a bit serious but I think that's okay. Enjoy.

~Kitty

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When You're Mad

I watched her beat against my chest as I backed her into a wall. "You bastard!" She screamed furiously, clawing futilely at my iron-skin. I just grinned. Grabbing both of her wrists, I pressed her, rather lightly in my opinion, into the wall behind her, which she had failed to notice until it was much too late. She turned her face away from me pointedly and I leaned in to trail my nose along her neck and jawline. "Ya know, you're pretty sexy when you're mad."

Stay Together

I'd watched her walk the halls of Hueco Mundo like she owned the place. She'd changed since she'd been brought here not so long ago. Confident…her walk was confident…I liked it. I snorted at my own thoughts atop my rocky perch in the main hall. It was funny, really. This little human woman comes out of fuckin' nowhere and blind-sides me.

I don't need her…I want her.

What the fuck just happened?

Chew-Toy

"Grimmjow, put me down!" she whined in that babyish voice she often used when she wanted to get her way. I snorted and continued to carry her on my shoulder like a sack of potatoes. To my annoyance, she began to struggle and kick her feet wildly. I snarled and jostled her roughly, possibly knocking the wind out of her. "Keep strugglin' and I'll fuckin' bite you again." She stilled and I continued forward. "…What am I a chew-toy or something?"

Pretty?

" Grimmjow, do you think I'm pretty?"

Now what the fuck type of question was that? I whipped my head around and arched a brow in confusion. "What?" She huffed and straightened her skirt unnecessarily. "Just answer the question, please." She mumbled. I snorted and looked away from her, furrowing my brow.

"Well, I sure as hell wouldn't be keeping you if you weren't." I conceded. She was silent for a moment. "So you wouldn't keep me if I wasn't?" she asked, an unknown emotion coloring her voice. "Ya know, there are different types of ugly." I rumbled, scowling at the wall. "Give me an example." She said skeptically. I snorted and looked at her from over my shoulder with a cruel yet contagious grin. "Loly."

Spoon

"Hey, Grimmjow!" I tensed minutely at the sound of my name being called and turned to its source. She slid to a stop in front of me, panting but grinning broadly. "Look!" she cried, fishing through a small bag she'd slung over her shoulder. She pulled an American eating utensil from one of the compartments and held it up to me proudly. I think it was called a 'spoon'. 'Look, it's Nnoitra!" I stared for a moment then grinned evilly.

"So it is."

Nibble

"Hey, Grimm?" She purred from behind me. I'd already known she was there but I didn't acknowledge her right away. She leaned her weight against my shoulders, supporting herself with her hands, and leaned into my ear.

Teeth closed around my earlobe and a rumbled started in my chest, shoulders tensing under her hands.

"Nibble-Nibble."

Scent

I awoke with sigh and found the Brat curled up against my side, sleeping the endless night away. She nuzzled against me in her sleep and I snorted, still unable to grasp her thought process. I shrugged and rolled out of bed to stand, straightening my jacket absentmindedly. I didn't plan to leave the room but she began to whimper and shift around on the bed.

I sneered and pulled my jacket off, tossing it beside her head. Her grasping hand closed around it and pulled it close so that she could nuzzle into it, calming almost immediately.

"Pfft…damn woman."

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Songs:

When You're Mad - Ne-Yo ( AN: *shrugs* what?)

Stay Together - N.E.R.D

(AN: "Nibble-Nibble" is part of one of my quotes. It's something I've taken to saying except the full line it "Nibble-Nibble, on your face.")

Review please, they make a girl feel good. No flames.