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Pantera was lounging idly next to the door when her vigilant cat ears caught the sound of a familiar voice talking to someone in the hall outside. That sounds like the boy that was here last night. And it sounds like he is talking to that bitch Tia.

The female cat slowly made her way to her master's bedroom and proceeded to jump onto his muscled back.

"Meow"

A muffled groan could be heard from beneath the feline.

"Pantera it's my day off so go play with your catnip ball for a while. I'll be up in a minute." The blue haired man said groggily while pulling his covers over his face.

"Meow"

"What!" Grimmjow's head shot out of bed as he clumsily fell over the side trying to get up.

"Dammit Pantera why didn't you tell me Ich was in the hallway!"

Grimmjow frantically tried to put on whatever clothes he could find that didn't reek of body odor. He settled for pulling on some black jeans with a baggy shirt.

"Ok how do I look?"

"Meow"

"Oh fuck you!"

Grimmjow was about to make his way to the door when he felt that familiar straining in his loins.

"Ahhh shit I gotta pee."

Grimmjow quickly ran to the bathroom so he could take his morning piss and relieve the tension in his gullet.

"Pantera is Ich still in the hallway?"

"Meow purr?"

"Well go check then!"

"Purr…"

"You lazy fuck!"

Come on pee hurry up! I gotta move if I want to catch Ich before he leaves to wherever the hell he's going. I quickly shook the last droplets out of my dick before I tucked my manhood back in its place and ran towards the door. I slipped on my work boots and flung open the door as hard as I could to go after my potential boyfriend.

Unfortunately upon doing so I doored said person in the face.

"Oh shit!"

There was Ichigo lying on his back with his backpack askew next to him. The poor kid had a huge red mark where the door met his good looking face but he otherwise seemed ok.

"Ichigo! Are you ok? Can you hear me? Do I need to call someone? How many fingers am I holding up? Are you breathing correctly? Do I need to perform CPR?" I asked as I sat on top of him with my arms on either side of his head and my face inches away from his own.

"You doored me in the face." He groaned out painfully.

"I know, my cat told me you were in the hall so I was hurrying out the door so I could catch up to you."

"Wait what…"

"Uhh nothing! I said I heard you were in the hall so I thought I'd come out and say hi. Hi" I said awkwardly.

"Um can you get off of me?" Ichigo said while still rubbing the red mark on his forehead.

I helped Ichigo to his feet and grabbed his backpack for him. He was dressed pretty much the same way he was yesterday, like he literally just rolled out of bed. To most people he would look like a bum dressing like that but to me he made it look damn sexy. In his own way.

"So I'm guessing you're heading off to class? How about I walk with you there? I have the day off so I've got time and it's the least I can do for ramming you in the face." I said sheepishly.

"Yeah I guess that's fine. It's a short walk anyway." Ichigo said as we made our way down the stairs.

We walked in relative silence for a few moments before I got the nagging sensation to start asking Ichigo questions.

"So do you normally have class on Tuesday's at this specific time?" I tried to ask nonchalantly.

"Yeah I have my computer graphics class every Tuesday and Thursday at this time. It's the only class I have on those days so they're basically my free time days. The rest of the week I'm swamped with my other classes."

"So you have more free time on Tuesdays and Thursdays while the rest of the days you are mostly busy with classes?"

"Yeah."

"Ok" That's definitely good to know.


I really should be thankful that fucker didn't break my goddamn nose considering how muscled he is.

I'm just glad Tia didn't see me get knocked on my ass with a yammering Grimmjow on top of me, firing question after question. That certainly would have knocked my cool kid points down a few pegs.

As Grimmjow and I walked out of the apartment building, I had the sneaking suspicion he was going to set me up for another game of 20 questions. I had just smoked my last bit of weed so I was in no disposition to answer any questions. Plus I was still a bit agitated from getting smacked in the face by his fucking door.

I so decided to ask some of my own.

"So Grimmjow why don't tell me about yourself. You've been asking me tons of questions, but I barely know that much about you yourself."

If I had known he was going to off on a tirade of subjects concerning himself and his obsessive passion for cats, I would have kept my mouth shut.

For the first 5 minutes he went off about nothing but himself and how lucky anyone would be to have him as a boyfriend. I've met some cocky people before but Grimmjow takes the fucking cake. This guy thinks nothing but highly of himself. He oozed so much confidence that I couldn't help but envy it.

I also can't help but think that he's an arrogant asshole!

I had to shove my hands in my jean pockets to keep from pulling at my hair in frustration at how egotistical he was. Saying how he had been offered to model for Abercrombie and Fitch for his "bold" good looks and "stunning" physique, but turned it down so he could finish getting his Master's in Business. Which he does have by the way.

I also have to add that while he was talking about his 'magnificent build' he took it upon himself to show off his arm muscles by flexing then gallantly.

I was close to taking my computer graphics book and shoving it down his throat.

And then he went on how he drew so many customers to his old sushi job because of his good looks alone. The fact that he was also an amazing chef was just another bonus. Aaah! Is this guy really that oblivious to how NOT impressed I am? I don't care if he was offered to model for A&E that doesn't exclude from the fact that he's a pretentious ass!

As much as I would have loved to voice my boisterous opinions, I kept them to myself. Grimmjow and I lived in the same apartment building and I didn't want to make an enemy out of someone I'll likely see every day. So I kept my mouth shut and nodded my head at whatever he spouted.

The last bit of his rant switched to his other favorite subject: cats.

To tell you the truth, Grimmjow did not strike me as a cat person, but this guy knew A LOT about cats. More than the average person should if you ask me.

He knew just about every species of cat there was from the breeds of the domestic house cat to the breeds of the big jungle cats. He talked mostly about his favorite breed of cat, the Black Panther. I guess that's where he also got the name for his cat, Pantera.

And oh my god did he go off about that fucking cat!

He talked about Pantera like she was his roommate or something. It was definitely weird on the creeper scale. He talked about how they got into arguments, talked about their day together, vented their problems to one another and shit like that. Actually now that I think about it, I can see how someone like Grimmjow is still single.

Grimmjow was just continuing up his idea on the quantum kitty theory when I noticed my best friend Renji come running up from the school.

"Sup Ichigo. You ready for today's quiz?"

"Aww shit that's today? I thought the quiz was on Thursday?"

"No Yoruichi changed the date when you missed class the other day."

"And you neglected to tell your best friend this change because?"

"It was payback for sticking that beetle down my shirt the other day in English when I fell asleep."

"Hey! I was just trying to wake you up in a way that would help stimulate the class."

Renji lightly punched my shoulder while muttering "smartass" under his breath. While Renji and I were doing our usual shtick, I failed to notice the look in Grimmjow's eyes as he stared down Renji.

His face had a neutral expression, but his eyes screamed 'who the fuck are you?'

I decided it would probably be in everyone's best interest, particularly my own, to go our separate ways before Grimmjow said something stupid.

"Well I'll see you later Grimmjow." I quickly and walked towards the building with Renji.

Grimmjow smiled and waved back, but not before giving the most hateful death-glare towards Renji.

"What was that about? Did I piss that guy off or something? I didn't even say anything to him." Renji said as we walked to class.

"It's not you Renji. That's one of the tenants at my new apartment and he's just kind of weird that's all. So don't worry about it, it's nothing." I said hoping he wouldn't pry further.

"Heh weird is right. Did you see that guy's hair?" Renji said as he let a woot of laughter. "He looks like Papa smurf!" Renji said through his fits of laughter. I smirked at Renji's comment as we took our seats in the back of the computer room. He kinda does remind me of a smurf with that hair. I thought to myself.

"So are you gonna ask Papa smurf out or what?"

"What! What gave you that impression?"

"Well you've been single for a while now and I can tell you like that guy so why not?"

"First of all I've only been single for like two weeks. And second I'm still reeling over the catastrophe that was me and Byakuya. Whether or not I might like that smurf head doesn't matter. I'm not ready to be in another relationship so soon."

"Ok miss Kurosaki. Is someone dealing with their menstrual cramps this month?"

I turned to give Renji a death-glare that put Grimmjow's to shame.

"Ha! Alright chill out. I'm just fucking with ya. But was your breakup with Byakuya really that bad?"

"You don't know the half of it Renji." I can still vividly remember the day I told him we should see other people...

"Mr. Kurosaki!" A loud voice rang out while a text book hit me square in the face, knocking me out of my chair.

"You know the rules Ichigo. No flashbacks in my classroom." Yoruichi proclaimed loudly.

Is this smack Ichigo in the face with hard objects day? Cause if it is nobody told me!

I picked myself back up and tried to ignore the stinging sensation in my face and Renji's fucking snickering so I could mentally prepare myself for a quiz I didn't study for.

After class, I took the bus to old goat face's house. Dad said I could still come by to eat whenever I was hungry and I planned to take full advantage of that.

When I walked in I saw Karin sitting at the table drinking coffee and reading a magazine while Yuzu was making curry and rice for lunch.

"Hey Yuzu, did you make enough for three?"

"Ich-nii! I didn't know you were stopping by. And yes I made plenty for all of us." Yuzu said sweetly.

I started to look through the fridge when I heard Karin speak up.

"Byakuya stopped by today."

"Please tell me you're joking" I groaned.

"I guess he still thought you were living here cause he asked to speak with you."

"And what did you tell him?"

"I told him Ich-nii was busy dropping a big one in the bathroom and that he's gonna be a while." Karin said in her typical bored manner.

I let a snort as I laughed my ass off. I would have loved to have seen the look on that fuckers face after that comment.

"Karin! You didn't really say that to him did you?" Yuzu asked like a scolding mother.

Karin just took another sip of her coffee and looked at Yuzu with her trademark poker face.

I sat down on the opposite side of Karin while cracking open a can of pop. I took a big slug and savored the surgery goodness.

"Nice one Karin." I said with a satisfied smirk.


I entered the apartment in a bad mood. The day had started off kinda rocky with Ichigo, what with me hitting him in the face with my door and all. But then things started getting so good between us. The red head actually asked to know more about me and seemed genuinely interested in everything I told him.

I could tell Ichigo was eating up every word I said to him. I bet he didn't think I could be more desirable than I already was. I didn't miss the blush on his face either when I flexed my arm muscles to show off my could-have-totally-been-a-model-body.

And he didn't seem at all put off by my love of cats. Usually that's where most people try to change the subject, but Ichigo just nodded and listened. He even smiled a little when I told him all about my favorite breed of cat. I felt like we were really connecting during that walk to his school.

But then that other red headed fucker had to interrupt us.

I can't believe Ichigo is best friends with someone like that. The guy looked like a fucking dopey baboon. And what was up with those tattoos on his face? They made him look even more retarded.

"What a prick" I mumbled sourly as paced my living room.

"Meow?"

"No not you. I met Ichigo's best friend today after I walked with him to school. That's who I'm talking about."

I walked into the kitchen and pulled an orange can of pop out of the fridge. I cracked it open and sat down at my kitchen table with a loud 'thunk'. Pantera jumped onto the table soon after and began to lick her paw to clean her face.

"You should have seen this guy Pantera. The guy's hair looked like a woman's vage after her period."

"Meow meow"

"Fuck even the way he talks pisses me off. 'Sup Ichigo. You ready for today's quiz?'" I mimicked with a high pitched voice.

"Meow"

"Well of course I don't like him, Pantera. He gets to spend all that time with Ichigo at school, talking about who knows what. And doing who knows what with him. It's not fair. I want Ichigo to be with me, not that red headed motherfucker. Ichigo is my potential boyfriend, he should want to spend time with me!" I said angrily as I crushed the can in my hand.

"Purr meow purr"

I gave a long sigh as I ran my hand through my blue locks. Pantera did have a point. There was no use getting angry over that stupid red headed fucker. It's not like I can go to all of Ichigo's classes as a volunteer TA so I can have him more to myself or something.

Or could I?


"I didn't know this place had a pool." I said to Tia as we walked down the street toward Oak Court together.

"Yeah Starrk always forgets to mention the pool to the new tenants. He's not a very good landlord if you ask me." Tia said as she fiddled with the golden braid in her short hair.

I ran into Ms. Harribel when I was walking back from the bus station, she was heading back to the apartments too so we just started to walk home together. I didn't mind the company either. Tia was a pretty cool chick; she was real easy to talk to and not to mention smoking hot.

"So I'm guessing Starrk didn't tell you about the barbeque either?" Tia asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"Jeez I think the bigger question is what hasn't Starrk told me? Seriously is there a secret dungeon I don't know about too?" I asked playfully.

Tia laughed at my lame attempt at flirting. I wasn't really interested in dating Tia but she was fun to mess around with.

"Well the barbeque is something Starrk does every year. It's this weekend at 3:00 p.m at the pool of course. There will be plenty of food and Starrk will hook up his big stereo system so there will be music too. I hope you can make it." Tia said with a wink.

"I'd love to come. I'll be sure to be there. Should I bring anything?"

"Just come with your swimming trunks. Trust me there will be plenty of food. Plus there will even be a watermelon eating contest! I kicked ass at last year's barbeque." Tia said with delight.

I smiled at Tia's excitement for the watermelons. Actually when I think about it, Tia in a watermelon eating contest sounds strangely erotic…

I quickly got my head out of the gutter before my pants became unbearably uncomfortable.

When we reached the second floor I said my goodbyes and told Tia I would meet her for the barbeque this weekend at 3:30 p.m. I quickly scampered up to my floor to avoid any run ins with Grimmjow. Or his door.

When I finally made it to my place I threw myself on the pull out couch and turned on the TV. My mind went back to Byakuya. What the hell did he want? You'd think that guy would never want to speak to me again considering we left on such a bad note.

If that guy wants to patch things up he can just forget it. I can't even see myself being friends with Byakuya after what happened. The fucker put me through so much shit. And for what? Because he has trust issues? That still doesn't excuse his actions.

But I suppose I was no better…


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