Spirit- This isn't a story, just a small collection of one-shots for my fav SM character, Hotaru. I've been listening to a lot of love/break-up songs lately and have been getting all sorts of ideas. I've tried to turn a few into stories, but that didn't work.

Tenshi- So Spirit-chan made them into one-shots for you all instead.

Spirit-I might do some for the other senshi, but I won't post them here. You'll just have to keep an eye out for them. I'm also NOT taking requests. I'm only doing this when I get an idea for one. I have a couple of pairings in mind, but I'll hold off on telling you what they are for now(mainly because I might not do some). But I hope you enjoy whatever I come up with!!

Tenshi- Most of these will be kind of morbid. Especially if Spirit-chan was listening to sadder song. See if you can guess what songs inspired the one-shots! There are plenty of hints, the biggest one's being the titles.

DISCLAIMER: Don't own any animes in these one-shots. Ok? Ok.

Title: It's The Way

Pairing:Hotaru/Grimmjow

Anime Cross: Bleach

Tiny droplets dripped into the tub of hot water. The ripples distorted a reflection of a heart shaped face girl with large violet eyes. Said eyes were slightly red and puffy from crying. The girl looked up from her bath at the steam that billowed out of the open window high above her. Even with scented bubbles and candles the girl found she couldn't relax. Sighing, she rinsed off and got out. Wrapping a towel around her small pale form she walked over to the mirror and wiped the steam from it. Now she stared at a blurry image of herself. Taking the small towel off her head she ran a brush through her short black hair several times before exiting the bathroom. The house was quiet and dark. The only light came from the cracks under the doors of her guardians rooms. Her feet padded softly on the carpet as she made her way down the hall to her own room.

Upon opening the door she was met by the gentle glow of two of her many lamps. They cast large shadows in the room, making some corners hard to see. The only other source of light was from the moon and street lamps outside of her open window. A calm autumn breeze blew the sheer lilac curtains, making a slight rustling sound. The girl watched as the cloth danced delicately before walking over to her dresser and opening the top draw. She pulled a pair of underwear out, placed them onto of the dresser, then opened the bottom drawer which held her nightgowns. A sudden harsh rustle made her grab her switch knife hidden behind one of her turned off lamps and whirl around as she flicked it open. Instantly the blade came a mer centimeter away from a neck. Violet eyes looked into bright sky blue ones. The side of the mans mouth that was human twisted into a knowing smirk. In a flash his hand flew up and gripped her wrist that held the knife, forcing it away from his skin. The girl only stared at him emotionlessly.

"You've gotten quicker Hotaru." he said, his eyes never leaving hers as he pulled her hand away from him.

"What do you want Grimmjow?" she whispered. Grimmjow took a step closer, towering over her. He was a good foot and a half taller than the girl, with light blue hair and white clothing. His shirt was open, revealing a muscular chest and a hole in his abdomen. The other side of his mouth had a large skeletal jaw stuck on it.

Grimmjow's grip tightened on her wrist, making her wince and drop the knife. He still didn't let go however. Instead he brought the hand up to the jawbone and brushed it gently across it. "Just came to see you."

"You know you can't come here anymore. Ichigo and the others probably already sense your presence." she snapped, her soft expression hardening.

Grimmjow's smirk only widened. "Doubtful. They are a little busy at the moment, and don't you think I know how to turn my aura down? Not even your precious guardians can feel me and they are only a couple of rooms away."

Hotaru knew he was right. Had he not turned down his power, Haruka and the others would have come storming in by now, transformed and ready to kill. Finally he released her hand. His smirk disappeared, replaced with a serious look. Instantly the girls guard went up. Grimmjow was hardly ever serious around her. When he was, it was time to pay attention to not only his movements, but his words. The two walked over to her bed and sat down. Hotaru made sure her towel was still tight around her and that she sat a good two feet away from him.

"There really is no convincing you is there?" he asked, his piercing blue eyes staring at the carpet on the floor.

Hotaru's own eyes gazed at him softly. "No, I am a Sailor Senshi. I have a duty to uphold. My life belongs to my princess," the next part hurt to say, "and to no one else."

He nodded in understanding. Hotaru now looked away, trying to will her frustration away. She should have listened to Setsuna those many months ago. Unlike Ichigo and his crew, who had just found out about the Arrancar and the espada, the senshi had been battling them for quite some time now. The older senshi had warned Hotaru to "beware of evil men." at the beginning. At the time it made no sense to her. Now she understood her words perfectly. Setsuna knew this would happen, and despite the rules tried to tell the younger girl in order to stop what was now taking place.

'That's what I get for not listening better.' she thought.

A hand caught her chin and turned her head. Grimmjows face was leaning towards hers, their lips drawing closer together. 'Stop!' her mind cried, but her body refused to respond as he finally closed the gap. This was the reason she didn't listen to her oldest guardian. It was the way he made her feel that drowned out any thoughts of what would happen to them in the future. It was the way he held, and kissed her like this that blinded her to the suffering she would go through when she and the others had to fight him.

Suddenly he broke the kiss and in a couple of swift movements had her lying on her back on the bed with him over her. Their eyes locked. He spoke first. "Tell me why I shouldn't just kidnap you and change you myself?" though his eyes were soft, his voice betrayed the lust and anger he felt towards her.

"You know you can't hold me. And you know I won't let you change me into a hollow. You don't even have that kind of power." she pointed out. Now his face twisted in irritation.

A slight blush was creeping onto Hotaru's cheeks. The position they were in was a little uncomfortable, especially since she was still only wearing a towel. However, she refused to mention this to him. If he didn't notice already then she wasn't going to point it out. He would only turn perverted, and that was NOT something she wanted at the moment. Not when the discussion was already too heavy. To her relief he got off the bed, allowing her to sit up. The espada began to pace in front of her, mumbling to himself. She watched him from her spot, looking sad.

He didn't love her, that much she knew. He just wanted her, as if she were a doll. That's what he wanted. For her to be his little doll. A doll he could play with whenever he pleased. Grimmjow Jeagerjaques had no heart. He had told her that himself. That was the day he broke his little doll. Perhaps if he did love her she would have agreed to go with him, but she would never know that for sure. She had felt bruised ever since that day, the day she almost betrayed the others to be with him. However, she had had enough sense to know it would have made her the most foolish person in the world to leave her family for a man that didn't even love her. Heck, it was even foolish to leave them for a man that did.

Finally he stopped pacing and stood in front of her. His hands were in his pockets as he stared down at her. All she could do was look back up at him. The violet eyed girl knew her place. No mater what she had to protect her princess and the others. If Grimmjow was to do them any harm, then she would have to take him down, or let him be taken down by another. His eyes took her whole image in. She was quiet pretty, though anytime anyone told her that she would deny it. Yes, there were better looking women out there, but none could compare to her own special dark beauty. The old pain she had felt from her past had turned into beautiful strength for her now. She was not one to give up, nor allow others to sacrifice themselves when she could do it for them. He had felt drawn to her ever since their first fight. She was the only one among her friends that could go head to head with him. Haruka was best with hand to hand combat, but this girls very aura was enough to crush most hollows. A beautiful power, but one she could hardly use, else she risked her own life along with anyone close by.

Inside he smirked. At first his flirting had always made the girl turn red and panic. Her fear only enticed him more. Once she found out he liked that she stopped showing most emotions around him. It took away his fun, but he found other ways to torment the girl. Now the tables were turned however. She was tormenting him by refusing to join with the him. He had told her she didn't have to fight anyone, just stay with him. She had told the #6 espada that was a lie. Her friends would hunt her down, and either try to free her if they could, or destroy her. That was the way of a warrior, and if it came to that, she would have asked them to end her life. Why couldn't he have her? He almost always got what he wanted, and now the one thing he wanted the most he would never be able to have. Had he never turned into a hollow, he might have loved the girl. As he was, he couldn't.

"I hate you." he said. There was a flash of pain in the girls features, but they were quickly masked with indifference.

"You have no idea how much I hate you." she threw back calmly.

"Lair! You can't even stop thinking about me!" he snapped, trying to keep his voice low so the other residences of the house wouldn't hear.

Hotaru stood up, glaring. "And that is precisely why I hate you so much." She faltered a little when he was suddenly in front of her. Grimmjow grabbed her shoulders, slightly jerking her closer to him. The two stood there for what felt like hours. Neither able to turn their angry eyes away from each other. It was useless to argue. The outcome was always the same. In the past they had always blamed each other for the situation they were in. Grimmjow had said that if she wasn't so weak she wouldn't have let him in. Hotaru would always thrown back that it was he who had started it all in the first place. At the end of each argument Grimmjow would leave, but always return the next night pretending it never happened and hoping to play more with his pretty little doll.

"Somethings about to happen isn't it?" Hotaru finally asked.

Grimmjow, who hadn't expected her to speak, paused for a moment. The girl always knew when something behind the scenes was going on. "Yes." he finally said. "Something big."

He never told Hotaru his plans, and she never expected him to. It was fair foolish telling your enemy what you were going to do next, even if you did like said enemy. Letting out a sigh as she looked away and leaned against his chest, suddenly feeling cold. Grimmjow released her shoulders to wrap his arms around her. The hand that wasn't holding the towel up traced his muscles as he looked down at her. This was the last time they would see each other on "peaceful" terms. Tomorrow would end their little affair and the war between the good guys and the bad guys would officially begin.

Wordlessly he picked her up bridal style and laid her in the bed before he crawled him next to her. Hotaru pulled the covers up to her shoulders so if the towel slipped he wouldn't see much. Grimmjow just continued to hold her. Silence swept over them for a long time. Every once in awhile the night's breeze would gently lift the curtains, making them ruffle slightly. At some point Hotaru dozed off, snuggling closer to the espada. He only continued to watch her, not really needing sleep. Once dawn came the only place he would get to see her was on the battlefield. He refused to fight her though. Most likely it would come down to him and Ichigo. He knew even if the Arrancars won, he still couldn't have her. She would willingly die with the others.

"I'm sorry I put you through this." he whispered, running his fingers through her hair. She stirred slightly. "I'm sorry I'm going to put you through even more."

"I'm sorry too." he heard her say after a long pause. He smirked, then leaned down and kissed her one last time. When she opened her eyes again he was gone. Sitting up she saw the sky was starting to get lighter. Dawn was approaching. "Good-bye Grimmjow."

From the very beginning she knew it couldn't have lasted. They were enemies. He wanted to destroy mankind, it was her duty to protect it. For months they had gone back and forth on being foes and lovers. Now they would forever remain the first. This is what she got for falling for someone like him. She couldn't have helped it if she wanted to though. It was the way that he made her fall in love.

Spirit- One of the sadder ones, but I felt it fit. If you want to know the song I used just ask and I will tell you so you can listen to it as you read.

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Spirit- Yep, so what did you all think?? Please Review! Ja ne!

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