Triple What?
Orihime slowly pulled her hair back away from her face, looking at herself in the mirror before letting out a sigh. No matter what she did, she still felt like she looked too plain to go out in public. She hadn't been to Japan in years and the stress of returning had been bothering her for days. Ichigo had assured her that everything would work out, but she found his comfort hard to believe considering he could just glare at someone to get what he wanted.
She didn't want to go back, but if Ichigo was going back that meant she had to also.
A small knock came on the door.
"Come in," she mumbled, deciding to just put her pin in like she normally did. She looked up into the mirror, seeing the face of her orange haired friend staring back at her. "Why do you have to go back?" she pouted, knowing full well it wasn't something he could help.
"We have to go back sometime, you know," he pushed open the bathroom door, walking up to her and wrapping his arms around her waist. "Don't look so sad, it'll all be ok. We've got a good story, remember? There's nothing questionable about it."
She thought it would have been nice if he could have given her some kind of reassuring smile, but he didn't. He gave her a slight pat on the top of her head like she was a child, pulling away before heading back out of the bathroom.
"We gotta hurry up!" he shouted back at her right before she heard the sound of the front door shutting.
For some reason, she couldn't get the knot out of the bottom of her stomach.
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Starrk's least favorite thing in the world to do was to put forth effort in order to be entertained. Unfortunately enough, like most days, he found himself having to click through the T.V. stations in order to find some kind of amusement from the boring fillers between one gig, interview, or live appearance.
"Stop," Ulquiorra ordered, snatching the remote away from Starrk before he continued idly switching the channels. Starrk's eyes widened in amusement as a rather large rival of theirs appeared on the screen. The said man was giving a speech in Tokyo, apologizing for his absence and explaining why he had to take such a long break from the entertainment industry in Japan.
"Exciting," Ulquiorra stated without a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Grimmjow come look at this!" Stark shouted, his eyes not turning away from the screen.
"What the fuck is it?! I'm trying to sleep!"
"Just come out here!"
A large cracking sound could be heard as a door slammed open, puncturing the wall as it pushed against it.
They really needed to get doorstoppers.
"T.V." Ulquiorra stated, not giving notice to the rash-headed man that had just entered. He'd become immune to the absolute childishness Grimmjow always had.
Grimmjow's eyes widened at the scene. "What the fuck, he's back?" Grimmjow questioned, refraining himself from breaking the T.V. just at the sight of the little shit. "Why the hell did you have to wake me up for that?"
"Keep watching. He's about to announce his fiancé," Starrk muttered.
Szayel, who'd previously been ignoring the whole ordeal and calmly eating a half eaten sandwich he'd found in the fridge, turned his attention towards the T.V. "Fiancé?"
"Apparently she went to our high school."
"What bitch is crazy enough to marry him?" Grimmjow chuckled, trying not to show any interest in the news report. "How could someone manage to deal with someone who acts like he has a stick up his ass all the time? Fuckin' pri…"
His words were cut off as a familiar auburn haired girl stepped onto the screen, her face visibly red with embarrassment.
The room went silent.
"Kurosaki, is it true that you and Miss Inoue were previously married?"
"Yes."
"What was the reason for the divorce?"
"That's personal," he stated, his eyes narrowing towards the reporter, "but it was completely my fault and we have now resolved our issues. I'm just happy she was willing to take me back."
The whole room cringed in disgust as the man flashed a girl a smile, causing the whole crowd to applause and cheer for the couple. Grimmjow sneered, standing up from the couch and getting ready to leave 'til he heard the next question.
"Kurosaki, is it true that you and Miss Inoue have children?"
"Yes, triplets." He reached over, grabbing Inoue by the hand and pulling her closer to him.
"How old are they?" another reported asked.
"Four years."
"So, they were born soon after your arrival in America?"
"Yes."
"When will we be able to see the children?"
"Actually," he started, a small half-smile climbing up his face, "I would like to introduce them right now."
"Like we need three more Kurosaki brats in this world," Grimmjow said, a hint of annoyance dousing his voice. "One fucking Kurosaki was enough."
Szayel, Ulquiorra, and Stark looked at Grimmjow like he was an idiot.
He pretty much was.
"This is Daichi…" A little boy with orange hair and grey eyes walked out, a wide smile crossing from ear to ear. He stood next to his mother, clinging to the bottom of her khaki skirt.
"Well, you see Grimmjow," Szayel started, giving a sly smile towards the blue-haired man.
"This is Sumi…" A little girl with equally orange hair pulled up in pig-tails came out next to her brother; her icy blue eyes a complete contrast to her pale skin and bright hair. She looked scared more than anything as she huddled behind her sibling.
"…Orihime wasn't with Ichigo five years ago…" Starrk continued, enjoying the entertainment he was receiving.
"…and this is Tsubasa."
Grimmjow could almost feel his jaw drop as a little boy followed out, taking his place next to his other two siblings. The little boy had blue hair.
Blue. Fucking. Hair.
"…she was fucking you," Ulquiorra finished, completely satisfied with the look of astonishment on Grimmjow's face.
Grimmjow literally broke the T.V.
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I've really wanted to write this for quite a while but never actually got around to it. Sorry for any grammatical errors! I kind of rushed this and haven't had a chance to read over it to see if it actually makes sense XD. Please review! I'd love to know what you think!
