"I thought I could only see you!" We weren't even down the street, and he was being noticed by everyone.
"____, I thought so too. I could've sworn, wait, do you have a power?" He asked me quickly.
"What?" I asked dumfounded.
"Touch me again, ____. Touch me and concentrate." He took my hand and held it to his chest. I haven't touched a guy like this, so a shiver ran down my back. I began to focus, and the yellow line flashed over his body, and he seemed invisible to everyone else now. "As I thought. This is going to be great." He chuckled.
As my eyes traced his body, I froze. How could I've not noticed that? "Um... Grimmjow?"
"Yea, what."
"Why is there a hole in you abdomen? I think that's what makes you noticeable." I squeaked.
"Because, that shows I'm a sexta espada." He looked down at me. I know your a sexy espada. I tried to get that thought out of my mind, but he added. "I am the sexiest.". My heart nearly exploded.
"Um... Yeah.." I turned him back to human form, and we got a taxi to take us to the store.
"Ah! Finally we're at (store name)! They have great fashion here." I smiled, holding the black card. "I don't want to spend much, but you need some clothes." I sized him. "About your clothes size..?"
"Does it matter? I'll find what's good on me. Come on." He strolled into the store, asking anyone who stared at him for a fight. I went around apologizing. Grimmjow got especially pissed when two kids were playing catch through his hole. Kids nowadays...
He put on clothes. A white shirt, a black overhang. Black jeans, and ripped off all the tags. I didn't know what to do anymore, this was nuts. I hope I wake up from this beautiful nightmare. He was holding the tags and walked up to the cashier. His shoes ever so sparkling. He took polo cologne off the shelf, opened it and used it.
"Grimmjow, you can't-"
"Huh, what _____ - chan? I can't hear you." He could hear me perfectly fine, but he was smiling as he said this. He has a cute smile, and nice eyes. And now that I get a closer look, he's pretty handsome too. He took the cologne, all the tags, and walked up to the cashier. He walked behind the counter, leaving me stranded and center of attention. Yes, I was with this guy. And yes, he doesn't know publicity. He grabbed a pair of glasses, right off the shelf. He then leapt back over the counter, ripped of the tag, and put it with the polo, right in front of the cashiers face.
Grimmjow then saw a bag filled with (type of cookie) cookies in it. They were mini. Your favorite type. He picked up the bag, and opened it.
"Sir, this is unacceptable. You can't possibly-" Grimmjow pulled out the black card, and the cashier shut up.
"Want anything ____-Chan?" Grimmjow turned towards me and leaned in close, so I could feel his breath touch my skin. "Pick something." It was a demand.
"O-Okay. I want.." My fingers shivered a bit as I scanned all of the snacks that were kept near the counter. "Maybe the blueberry sours?" I asked. He took a pack, opened it, and popped one in my mouth as the cashier added up the totals. Such a nice taste. He slid the black card through, I didn't want to see the total.
"Isn't it nice to shop with me?", he asked as the cashier printed the receipt.
"Erm, yea." I responded shyly. He grabbed my hand and walked me out of the store.
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