Bitter Moon (Grimmhime)

Chapter 7

Orihime walked through the corridors of her school, humming a cheerful tune. She was in a good mood. That morning, she left Grimmjow a plate of breakfast and got ready as soon as she could. When she came down, she found the couch empty and Grimmjow was nowhere to be seen. But beside the plate, written in a rough handwriting, was a note. 'Gone for a walk. Thanks for the breakfast.'

That simple note made her so happy. He was learning to appreciate her and he was becoming more and more nice.

Ichigo walked in the classroom and found Orihime. "Yo, Inoue" he smiled. "Kurosaki- kun ! How are you?" She asked, blushing lightly.

"I'm good ! Looks like you're totally okay." He smiled.

"Yeah !! I tried healing myself and it actually worked !" She grinned.

"Uuuhh.. That's great !" He sweat dropped. He sat next to her in class. That usually doesn't happen. He always used to sit next to Renji or Rukia. Orihime clutched her pen case tightly. She felt her heart race.

Ichigo looked at her and smiled "Chill, I won't steal your case"

Orihime nervously giggled. She kept quiet. Her mind was racing. She didn't know what to say. Say something Orihime !!! Now is your chance to have a nice conversation with him !

"S-so Kurosaki kun, what are you d-"

"IDIOT" Rukia yelled and punched his head.

"OW !" He got up and faced Rukia. "What the hell is the matter with you ?!" Ichigo yelled.

"You left without me !"

"Yeah ! You seemed tired yesterday so I let you sleep in ! You should be like 'awww how sweet!' Like a decent person and not punch me in the head, stupid !"

They continued bickering as usual and Orihime sighed. There, you lost your chance." She scolded herself mentally.

After school, she walked home. She felt lightly disappointed that she couldn't talk to Ichigo. Then again, even if she could, she won't open her mouth. She'd feel too shy to carry a long conversation with him. But she wanted to. She really wanted to sit down, have a drink and talk to him, about anything and everything.

"Yo, Orihime chan !" A female voice called. Orihime turned around to see Nina.

"Amori San!" Orihime smiled. "How are you ?"

"Good darling, how about you?" She asked. She wore her waitress uniform which consisted of a black skirt, a white and grey striped buttoned up shirt with a few buttons loose to show her chest. In her arm, she carried her grey vest and apron. Orihime did notice her shirt was wet, making her black bra slightly visible.

"I'm good ! How was work today?" She asked as they walked together.
"Horrible. Some old geezer bumped into me on purpose and I dropped an entire tray of margaritas on myself."
She rolled her eyes.

"That's awful !"

"Yeah !!! Now I feel all sticky and uncomfortable!"

"Amori San, at least now you can go home and take a shower!"

"Yeah ! Rinse off all that sweat and lemonade !" Nina smiled and giggled.

Orihime laughed. Nina was truly pretty. Her shoulder length burgundy hair was up in a bun, with the front pieces of her hair left loose to frame her face. Her violet eyes gleamed in evening sunset.