Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo. Rose is my OC.
AND HERE THEY ARE. THE DRABBELS.
I promised, didn't I ? : DDDD
-NOTE- THESE DRABBELS DO NOT FALLOW THE PLOT OF MY FANFICTION, WILD ROSES (WHICH YOU SHOULD REALLY READ BEFORE YOU READ THESE. SO IF YOU HAVEN'T PLEASE GO AND DO SO OR THIS WON'T REALLY MAKE MUCH SENSE TO YOU). THESE DRABBLES ARE STORYS WITHIN THE STORY. Enjoy them! : DDDD
Here's the first one. I'm thinking about doing these according to a theme, but IDK. Requests for drabbles are welcome! Just send me a Private message! : )
Love,
Rose
Rose's footsteps echoed through the cold hallways of Las Noches. She walked, mindlessly, until she found herself trudging up stairs to a familiar place.
"This tower…" Rose giggled, sitting down on a window seat, and looked over the vast desert of Hueco Mundo. Rose was at almost peace, for once, and she soon drifted into a light sleep.
She was awoken by his voice.
He called to her.
"Rose…?"
Yawing, Rose sat up.
"Ah! Grimmjow-Kun!
How long was I…?"
Her voice trailed off into another yawn.
"Neh, 15 minutes, at the most."
She smiled, and looked out onto the desert once more.
"Something on your mind?" Grimmjow asked, sounding almost concerned.
"Nope. Just…. Thinking."
"That means that something's on your mind, stupid."
"I'm not stupid!" Rose gave a pout.
"Fine, fine. You're special."
He ruffled her long, curly mahogany hair.
Rose smiled.
Grimmjow sat down next to her and Rose laid down, with her head in his lap, looking up at him.
She reached her hand up and prodded him in the forehead.
"You're more special than I am."
Rose got up, and kissed the place on his forehead where she'd poked him.
"That's not a kiss." Grimmjow complained.
"This is a kiss."
Rose rolled her eyes and giggled, giving in.
Their lips met with a spark, and Grimmjow pulled her into his lap.
After a few moments, Rose pulled away for air. Giving him a hug, Rose stayed in his lap, and they talked, undisturbed, until diner.