Author's note: Hey guys! This is a Grimmjow x Reader fanfic and will contain a lemon soon! It'll be in chapters and please, reviews and favourites help a lot by telling me that someone's reading! But regardless I'll keep posting! Much love.

"Princess, is there anything that you would like to eat? Or do for that matter?" asked your faithful and loyal body guard, Ichigo kurosaki.

"Hm. Well not particularly. Hey, isn't that Miss Kuchiki-san over there?" you asked softly, as you saw a petite, pale skinned women looking at some fresh fruits that had just been put out. As she walked, her raven pixie cut hair bounced up and down. Miss Kuchiki-san was dressed in a beautiful honey coloured sun dress.

"Oh, yeah. It is…" mused Ichigo, looking up ahead. You looked up at Ichigo, seeing the slight pout on his handsome face.

"Just go," you said, nodding towards Miss Kuchiki-san's direction.

"Huh? But I can't-

"Oh, but you will. Now go to her, Ichigo! You're dying to see her right?"

"Well I guess so. But…" he trailed off, lost in own world. A slight blush crept along his cheeks and Ichigo started to scratch the back of his orange hair. Obviously nervous.

Giggling to yourself at how sudden his tough and rigid exterior had vanished, you gave him one of your best smiles and pushed him forward.

"Don't worry, Ichi! It's broad daylight out. No one would dare do anything to the Princess of the [y/l/n] Family at this hour! I'll be in that little boutique over there with the wind chimes out in front. I'll be over there when your done, okay? Now go! It's an order!" Ichigo gave a small, but grateful smile. You watched as Ichigo started to lightly jog towards Miss Kuchiki-san, dressed in a sharp, black suit. Dangling from his back pocket was his one of a kind body guard badge. Just looking at the lifeless skull on the wooden block gave you chills.

You tucked your [h/c] hair behind your ear as a soft, warm breeze brushed past you. 'What a beautiful Summer day' you thought. You proceeded to walk along the street side, leaving the 2 love birds behind. You couldn't wait until they got married! As you were walking, you stopped abruptly. It seems as though your ivory coloured long dress had got itself caught on something. As you turned around, you noticed strangely enough that whatever had been caught on it, had suddenly gotten itself out. Then, out of nowhere, a huge gust of wind came at you from the side. Someone grabbed you in their arms, wasting no time. And the next thing you knew, you were travelling in a black, very tinted Sedan.

You looked around frantically, your [e/c] eyes searching for an escape.

But instead, they landed upon on your so called captor. Shoocked, your throat went dry and your heart rate dropped increasingly fast.

"Man, that was way too fucking easy. I was really hoping you'd put up a damn fight! Not to mention that your so called 'body guard' was nowhere to be found. You know, I am a little disappointed in you, Tomato," said the electric blue haired man. With you still in his grasp, you felt him to lightly grope the hell out of your breasts. Which happened to be out and about on this hot Summer day. Yelping and squirming at this sudden newfound contact, you accidentally socked him in the face with your elbow.

"You're such a pervert, Grimmjow! And don't call me that! Only my close friends can call me by my nickname!" you jumbled out, while covering your breasts protectively. You couldn't help but turn all red like a tomato just then. You had never been felt up like that before!

"For fuck sake's, you damn bitch," choked out Grimmjow, his voice a little heavy . Slowly, you opened your [e/c] eyes and looked at the horror in front of you. A loud, girlish scream escaped your pink, plump lips. The driver of the vehicle suddenly swerved, obviously taken off guard.

In front of you, red, thick blood was oozing out of Grimmjow's nose. You quickly crawled towards him, seeing as how the Sedan had no seats in the back. Totally forgetting he had just sexually harassed you, you instinctively grabbed the white ribbon out of your hair, causing your long [h/c] locks to fall down your slender back. You held it up towards Grimmjow's nose and ordered him to lean his head back. Concerned and focused on the task at hand, Grimmjow brought you out of your doctor state when he began to speak.

"Is there a reason why 'yer helping your kidnapper, tomato?" he asked, slightly annoyed.

"Old habits die hard, I guess," you mumbled in response, looking away from his deathly gaze. Grimmjow tsked and pushed you away from him. Obviously he had been looking for an answer with a different meaning.

An awkward silence suddenly filled the atmosphere. Playing with the hem of your dress, your mind raced, trying to comprehend what was happening.

"You know, it has been 5 years since we've last met, Grimmjow," you said looking up at him. Grimmjow had gotten much more taller since you had last seen him. Not to mention that he had been working out a lot. You could just see his muscles underneath his white, sleeveless shirt. Some blood had trickled onto to but other than that, Grimmjow had never looked any better.

Grimmjow's sky blue eyes fixated on you, holding your gaze. You suddenly blushed and asked him what he was looking at.

"Your tits got fuckin' huge," he said, matter of factly.

"Baka! That's the first thing you have to say to me after so long!"

Another awkward silence passed by. Not taking it anymore, you sighed and began talking.

"Look Grimmjow, if you just wanted to see me you should have stopped by at the estate and asked for me. Nii-sama wouldn't have thrown you out again. You know that he really does regret what he did last-

"You done yapping 'yer trap yet?" Grimmjow asked, totally not paying any attention and picking his ear. Nearly face palming, you weren't sure how much of Grimmjow's antics you could take.

"I didn't come here just to see 'yer ass," he replied, cleaning the blood off of his face.

"Then why are you here?" you asked, slightly confused.

"For a wedding."

"Eh? A wedding? How nice! Who's?"

"Neh? Who's do ya fuckin' think? Ours of course."

Another high pitched scream escaped your lips and this time you passed out from the sudden news. But before you escaped into unconsciousness, you felt Grimmjow starting to grope your breasts once again.

"Pervert," you croaked out, before your eyelids got heavy and silently, you fell asleep.