Bitter Moon (Grimmhime)

Chapter 3

Grimmjow was walking on the streets of Karakura town. This was boring as hell. If they wanted to punish him, couldn't they kill him instead? That would have been less boring. Now he has to wander about, aimlessley in this dumb town. Maybe that Ichigo batsard would come and finish him off. Yeah, that would be nice. Not. 

Grimmjow wished for another fight with Ichigo. That would be amusing. He wanted to pick up where they left off. But if luck had it, he would run into the young shinigami. It was night time already. The sky was pitch black. Not a single star was shining. As he was walking, he saw a couple make out by the lamp post. Pfft.... Get a room you two!  He yelled mentally.

Another thought crossed his mind. Maybe he could mess with these two. When boredom strikes, even the most trivial would seem amusing. 

He walked towards the busy couple. First, he tapped the man's shoulder. At once, the man left his lover's lips and turned around.

"What is it babe?" The woman asked, concerned.

"I thought I felt someone... Oh leave it." He huffed and resumed kissinghis girlfriend.

Grimmjow snickered and pulled a lock of hair from the woman's head. "Ow! What the hell did you do that for !?" She yelled at her boyfriend.

"Wha- ? I didn't do anything !" The guy defended.

"Okay, I get when you are in 'the mood' but you don't have to hurt me !! I'm not into that you know! I told you that when you tried to choke me during sex the other day."

"Wait, what the hell are you saying ?!"

Grimmjow chuckled at the two of them. Okay, what the hell am I doing ? I am seriously damn bored and now I'm messing around with an ugly couple ? What happened to me!?

He sighed and left the two arguing youths. He continued to walk until he reached a familiar house. It was that orange haired girl's house. As he walked closer he could hear her giggle. "Grimmjow is such a cool name !" He could hear her amused voice talk loudly. Who the hell is she talking to? 

"You know Enraku, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez is a really cool name ! Also, he has blue hair ! I wonder how I would look like with Blue hair." He heard her chatter on. He felt an indescribable feeling in the pit of his stomach as he heard her talk about him.

"Uh huh, That would be so cool ! Hey Enraku, how would every thing be like if Kurosaki kun would have come to save me instead of that Grimmjow san ?" Orihime's voice asked. The name Kurosaki lit up Grimmjow's interest. Which Kurosaki is she talking about? Could it be Kurosaki Ichigo? He pondered over that thought. How does this orange head know that brat? 

"But he would be with Kuchiki San...." Orihime sighed and glanced at her teddy bear. "I need to get my mind out of this." She mumbled and lied down on her futon. "Good night Enraku." She yawned and pulled the covers.

Grimmjow stood in front of the door for a minute. His interested was piqued when she mentioned the name 'Kurosaki'. From what he heard, she definitely knew him. But in this town there had to someone else. It could be him or it could not.

An odd thought crossed the arrancar's mind. He wanted to see Orihime again. There wasn't any particular reason, he just wanted to see her.

Talking a deep breath, he walked inside her house. He passed through the door and saw Orihime sleeping peacefully. There was no one else except her. In her arms, he saw a pink soft thing, clutched tightly. It looked odd, like some sort of an earth animal. 

Was she talking to this lifeless thing ? What a kid!  He huffed. But when he saw her sleeping face, he had to admit, she was beautiful. He smiled a little and sat next to her. There was no doubt to her attractiveness. Grimmjow saw beauty but was never drawn to it. If he saw a fairly attractive arrancar he knew he would have a wonderful night with her. However he didn't feel the waves of lust wash over as he eyed Orihime. It was admiration. She looked ethereal under the moonlight hitting her face, gently. Her orange hair was spread on her pillow like wild fire. But her face showed tranquillity. In her sleep, she looked even beautiful. Softly, Grimmjow brushed a few strands of hair away from her face. 

"Hmm, mm Kurosaki Kun..." She mumbled in her sleep. Grimmjow blinked at her. This Kurosaki bastard must be her boyfriend or someone. He only hoped the Kurosaki she was talking about and the one she is apparently dreaming about isn't Kurosaki Ichigo. Grimmjow felt a hint of jealousy at the thought. He knew he wanted to hear his name whimper out from her mouth.

As Grimmjow was lost in thought, he absent- mindedly put his hand softly on her cheek. Slowly, Orihime held his fingers and smiled. Grimmjow jumped a little at the sudden touch. Hell, He thought she woke up. But he found a sleeping Orihime, holding onto his fingers on her cheek, smiling lightly.

Grimmjow could not help but smile softly at the sleeping beauty. Her soft cheek felt so warm. He felt that annoying flutter again except this time his heart raced along too. He decided to wait with her till dawn. But time moved on slowly, dragging on forever. Before he knew it, Grimmjow's eyelids were pulling him into a slumber.

He snapped out of it and sat up. He knew he would get caught if Orihime woke up. The situation was too risky. But he couldn't chase away his tiredness. Grimmjow leaned back and shut his eyes.

Just for a while. I'll be out before morning... He thought and rested his head against the couch adjacent to her futon. He maintained distance from Orihime, except for the girl still holding onto his fingers. He felt sleep come over him again and this time he succumbed to it. He knew he had to leave. But just a few more minutes with her. Just a few.

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Grimmjow woke up to face a bright cieling. Before he could think, two arms were holding on to his right arm, clutching it tightly. He turned to see who the hell it was but to his surprise, it was the orange haired girl! She was wrapping her arms around his chest and snuggled her face on his back. 

Oi Oi, this is bad! What will she do when she wakes up? I am the last thing on the face of the Earth she would want as a snuggle buddy! Grimmjow slowly held her arms and moved it away from his chest, carefully so that she wouldn't wake up. Slowly, he freed himself from her tight grip. He got up and decided to run for it. 

He passed through the door and let out a sigh of relief. He would die of embarassment if she saw him there. He glanced up at the bright sun. He knew he had nowhere else to go and his heavy sleeping issue didn't just get fixed all of a sudden just because he was now in the human world. He yawned and sank down, resting his head against her door. A few more minutes of sleep wouldn't hurt. After all, better here than next to the garbage can where he nearly lost his life.