Bitter Moon (Grimmhime)

Chapter 5

"So tell me about yourself, Grimmjow san." Orihime smiled and sat opposite to him.

"What ?!"

"I want to know more about you. Since you're staying here for a while, you will be like my roomate or something! So I have to know more about you."

"What is there to know !?" Grimmjow grunted.

"Well, your name is Grimmjow... You're an espada.. you work for Aizen. That's all I know ! What is your age ?"

"I am an arrancar..." He spoke in a voice drained of any enthusiasm.

"Oh right ! Sorry... well but in our world you look like you could be 23 or 25 years old !" Orihime chirped. "So were you always like this ? I heard arrancars were once Hollows."

"I was an Adjuchas class menos."

"Oh so how did you look like ?"

"The hell should I know ?! They don't have any Goddamn mirrors in hell you know !"

"Oh sorry." Orihime frowned.

She remained silent for a while. His irritated tone was clear. He didn't like her. She felt uncomfortable around people who didn't like her.

Grimmjow layed back and stared at the plain ceiling. He did not know how to act around her. If he was his usual self, it may cost him this roof over his head. He might be sent to the steets again. She seemed so annoying with all her chit chatting. But what did he know ? She had no one. She was all alone.

So was he at some point.

These two beings were so different on so many levels. On one side you have an espada. Something that was created to kill. Created to serve an evil bastard. This being had no mercy. Instead he enjoyed killing. He enjoyed the sight of blood drained from his victims.

While on the other side, sits this naive, innocent, kind being. Something like a goddess. The compassion which she carries is dying. She feared easily.

While he kills, she saves.

He looked at her sitting in silence, her eyes glued to her hands. He sighed and finally broke the silence.

"So...." He glanced around. "Where's your family ?"

Orihime looked up at him, startled. Then her smiled softly. Her eyes were melancholy. "My brother and I lived alone. He wanted to take me away from my parents... but he passed away. I've been living alone since then." She smiled sadly.

Grimmjow raised his eyebrows. He just turned the mood down.

"Uhh.. Sorry for your loss..." He scartched the back on his head. DAMNIT GRIMMJOW !!!! LOOK AT HER ! You made her sad ! Good job wise guy ! He mentally yelled.

"But I am fine ! I have friends who help me out ! And now I have you, Grimmjow san !" She beamed.

Grimmjow looked at her in surprise. "What ?"

"I have you. Somehow with you here, this house seems less depressing and lonely." She smiled warmly.

Grimmjow was at a loss of words. Why is she this kind ?!?! Her choice of words, her graceful movements, her smile, everything about her was just... just beautiful. Though he ill treated her the first time they met, she still let him in her house and treated him well.

"Why are you like this ?" He asked.

"Like what ?"

"Like that !!! You are just so... so ..nice." He got up.

"Because, people deserve kindness."

"People are assholes."

"Though they are rude, there is goodness in every one !! It may be burried deep but it is still there !" She raised her voice and stood up.