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Blue hair and Pocky
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"The girl sat in a diners window mindlessly sipping at a cherry coke. Today was like another day. Slow and boring. Suddenly a bright blue hair-do bobbing through the crowds caught her eye. She smiled and slipped out of the stool and out the door. Weaving around the people she ran up to him.
"Blue hair!" She yelped happily and latched onto the familiar mans arm.
Completely off guard and surprised the man swung his arm forward and was about to snap her off like a sling shot when he noticed her clinging to his arm.
"What do you want now!" He snarled.
"To say hi," she said sheepishly. She let go of his arm and he started walking. She ran to catch up and grabbed his other arm with her fist. But she blinked in surprise when she only caught fabric she gasped quietly when she realized he had no left arm. She felt sorry for him. Maybe this was the reason he was so bitter.
He turned around and gave her a dangerous look before yanking out of her grasp.
"Can I walk with you?" He seemed taken aback.
The blue-haired man grit his teeth and began walking in the opposite direction.
"Wait!"
He turned around and visibly swung his arm with as much power as he could possibly chance. But she stepped back and felt a strong wind from his punch when it whooshed by.
Blue-hair stumbled forwards a little bit in surprise.
"What is it you want woman!"
"To show you a place I really like."
She grabbed his wrist and began to tug him in another direction. He yanked away and glared dangerously.
"Why should I?"
"Please?"
He looked away from her pleading eyes.
"Fine but you better not try my patience any longer or I will rip your head off and feed it to a hollow."
Her smile broadened and she stared off towards the east.
The sun was already beginning to glow with an orange hugh as it sunk behind the city life but she was determined to show Blue Hair her favorite spot. He was a curious guy. He kept growling and always acted so fierce, yet he's only attempted to hit her once. She smirked at the thought, 'once'. Werent you supposed to stay away from anyone that has tried to harm you? Thats what her mother had always said.
She jumped over a small ditch and ran up a hill. She stopped and gleamed at a small park. Looking down she saw Blue Hair walking at a leisurely pace up the hill while staring at his feet. Sulking she guessed. She would just half to change that. Walking forwards she planted herself happily on a faded orange swing.
[Grimmjaw's pov
"You dragged me all the way out here to see a fuging park!"
"Yep."
Grimmjaw clenched his fist and began collecting a large amount of spirit power around it. She gave him a strange look. She must have felt the heavy pressure change in the air.
The girl got up and came towards him curiously. She reached out and he tensed under her touch.
"Come here."
Strangely at her touch his power lessened and the want to kill this nuscence left almost completely.
He let her walk him to a spot where she let go and sat herself on the ground.
"Lie here." She patted the side of the grassy hill and laid down on her back.
Grimmjow thought it was stupid and childish. Why should he do what this girl asks? He didnt know what to do and standing there over her felt stupid. He sat down cautiously two feet away from her and took a quick glance her direction before lying on his back too. The hill propped them up nicely and he gained the full brunt of the sunset glowing the radiant colors of fall off of every thing in sight.
Somehow Grimmjow had been able to keep quit all this time. And he actually felt kind of peaceful. His anger had subsided to a much lower degree and he actually felt at the edge of falling asleep.
"Whats your name Blue Hair?"
His eyes snapped open and it took him a second to answer.
"Grimmjow."
"Grimmjow? Thats a funny name. And kind of long."
"Hay. You dont like it too bad, take it and shove it..."
"My names Meghan."
"Girl." Grimmjaw muttered. There was no way he would call her by her name. The human scum, or whatever she was.
"Why do you follow me around? Its irritating as hell."
"Because I like you."
He gave her a disbelieving look. She couldnt really. He hated her guts. He wanted to rip her innards out so badly and strip them across the park right now. But she wasnt worth it. She wouldnt put up any kind of fight and he didnt go after things that were weak. He simply flicked them out of the way as if they were a fly. Besides, the only one he really wanted to kill was the shimigami named Ichigo.
"Why?" He snapped back.
She shrugged her shoulders. Youre completely predictable, and yet somehow how you make me curious."
He was about to retort when a spiritual power made him immediately leap to his feet and grin wickedly. Finely something he didnt half to hold back against.
"What is this weird feeling Im getting? You feel it? Like were being watched." Meghan whispered and stood up slowly.
The wind picked up a little and tussled his hair a little bit making the sent stronger. The excitement began building in his system. He could almost taste the soon to be victim. Or opponent.
A low growl came from behind the swing set and a large hollow showed itself. It was large like a bear but it had wolfish features. Its head was sharp and keen looking, in the way that his eyes were in a sort of mask that only covered his eyes and curled down and to a fine point under its cheek bones. But behind its pricked ears a large white horn protruded on either side that curled downwards towards its cheek where it came back up and stopped at a fine point. Much like those horns at thanksgiving only curled more sharply. And its body was slender with his hollow armor going down his spine and continuing to take up his entire tail that had spikes trailing all down it and ended in a spear like shape. Its legs were armored like long stockings and the armor from its spine fell down and made it look like its rib bones were sticking out of its body. It had unusually small canine teeth for its size as it growled and a fork tong an aqua blue like color curled in its mouth. Maybe only an inch and a half long. Its dark green fur swayed with the wind and made it look even more menacing.
Grimmjow scoffed. This was not the opponent he was waiting for. He was waiting for the bull ss dressed in black that had obviously sniffed out his short loss of spiritual power. As well as the hollow.
"Wow. Its beautiful." The girl stepped towards the hollow and crouched down looking curiously at it.
"Stupid girl! Get away from that! I wont help you if it attacks." Grimmjow snarled.
"Sure, sure." She waved him off withought looking making him a little ticked. Suit herself if she gets mauled and killed by the hollow. That would be one less annoying pest in the world.
"A hollow you say? Ive never seen one before. There pretty."
He could not believe this girl as she mumbled nonsense and edged closer to the monster. Well, she was around him and he was more of a monster than the hollow. She would not last long in his or anyones world for that matter with those kind of instincts. Hell, she said she had been living for 150 years, her mother must have kept her close; too close to the point that she never grew up.
The hollow snapped at her and she stopped her crouched approach. Grimmjow stiffened. He suddenly felt on the defensive.
"Who are you?" She asked in a hushed whisper towards the growling monster.
"Heru? Thats a nice name." She smiled and inched a little closer.
Yep. She defiantly had a death wish.
He took a step forwards collecting a little bit of spiritual power into his fist again. Why was he feeling so edgy about the thing being so close to her? Why should it matter if she died right then and there. Yet his body was ready to pounce on it the moment it 'breathed' wrong on her.
"How did you get here? Ive never seen anyone like you."
The hollow flipped its horned head into the air and than back down again and pawed at the ground.
She nodded as if agreeing to it. Wait. Could she actually understand the beast? One of such a low level that it couldnt even use human speech? Only another hollow should be able to understand it. This girl never ceased to amaze him.
She finely eased herself forwards enough so that her face was litterly inches from the hollow's causing Grimmjaw to feel at his wits end. If something didnt happen soon he would jump in and tear the hollow to pieces just to get rid of this torturous feeling.
She whispered something to the hollow looking into its red eyes and it seemed to freeze on spot. She cupped her hand and slowly raised it to rest under the beast's chin. Either she pulled its head forward or it came on its own accord but it took a small step forward and seemed to nuzzle her cheek.
Grimmjow flinched with utter shock. Did she just tame a hollow? Impossible! All aggression and malice from the hollow had left the air and a peaceful felling lingered. Meghan slowly stood a broad smile over her face and walked lightly over to Grimmjow. The hollow fell in pace behind her. It seemed even bigger with a comparison, almost coming up past her shoulders.
"Hay Grim! You know he's very sweet. And he has a hole in him just like you do."
The hollows hole was small, and just above the harpoon on its tail.
"What did you just call me?! And how did you get that thing to do that!"
"hehe, its a he actually. And I didnt do anything. He told me he was lost and hungry and I promised to help him. Speaking of which."
She protruded plastic wrap that contained a half eaten sandwich. She held it out for the hollow and it snapped it up hungrily. In two gulps he had it down but wined miserably.
"He said it didnt do any good. Hmm what do hollows eat then?"
Grimmjow actually rolled his eyes. This was getting to be beyond ridicules. He caught the hollow giving him wery glances every now and than. At least he had since enough to stay away from him.
Meghan scratched his furry ears and the hollow almost purred.
"Well find something for you, I promise."
Grimmjaw wiped around and grinned. They had come. Seconds later two figures clothed in black landed before him. One being Hitsugaya and the other being his obnoxious little tag along, Matsumoto.
"Espada! What is your business here?!" Hitsugaya demanded with venom in his darkening eyes.
"You are not the one I want to fight." He sounded indifferent and cocky. "Where is Ichigo?"
He knew he shouldnt. But how could he pass up the opportunity. He had no plan. No back up plan. Maybe if he played his cards right he could slip away. For now.
"Caption look!" Matsumoto gasped looking in the girls direction.
"What are you doing with her?" Tōshirō demanded angrily.
"None of your concern." Grimmjow smiled strongly, keeping his impassive look. In a split second Matsumoto disappeared and reappeared at the girls side. Grimmjow's smile faded and he looked on anjously at what she would do to this annoyance. Heru growled dangerously and curled his body around Meghan. Matsumoto flinched back, startled at the hollows reaction.
Grimmjaw took the chance and collected a large amount of spiritual power in his hand than slammed it into the ground. An explosion ripped through the area sending up a monstrous dust cloud. When it had settled he was gone.
"Matsumoto after him!" The short blue haired kid yelled before darting off. His companion took a quick uncertain glance at Meghan before following her caption.
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