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SO IT IS FRANCE GUYS
I TOOK THE TIME TO FIND IT
GRIMMJOW IS SO FUCKING SMOOTH
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Grimmjow took a step back. ''What could you possibly be talking about Ichigo? I am your personal butler. She is your fiancé. What could be wrong?''
Ichigo scowled. ''You know what I mean it's...'' Ichigo's eyes widened.
Grimmjow smirked as he leaned closer to Ichigo's face savoring the seconds it took for the man's face to light up. ''I honestly have no idea.''
Grimmjow stepped back and smiled innocently at the red-faced orangette. ''I'll be in the car!''
Ichigo growled and stomped his foot immediately cursing at the wave of pain flying up his leg.
''Damn him!''
Grimmjow sat in the car and smiled. ''With Hime-Bitch out of the picture I think this time making him fall for me will be even more fun.''
Ichigo knocked on the window his gaze still not being able to meet Grimmjow's. Grimmjow leaned over and unlocked the passenger seat door. Ichigo climbed in and Grimmjow looked over.
''Wheelchair?''
''I left it.'' Ichigo still refused to meet his eyes.
Grimmjow sighed. ''You know.'' He pulled the car out of the driveway. ''That is probably going to cost you some.''
Ichigo scoffed his blush still not gone. ''As if it will affect my money in the slightest...''
Grimmjow smiled. ''Oy Ichigo.''
''What do you want?''
Grimmjow leaned over and grabbed Ichigo's face tilting it towards him.
''Can I ask you something?''
Ichigo's face started turning red even though the blue haired butler wasn't looking at him.
''Eh? Uh...''
Grimmjow looked up and into the blushing man's eyes. ''Why won't you look at me?''
''I...''
Grimmjow looked at the clock. ''Oh look at the time if we don't get going soon you'll miss your appointment.''
Ichigo shook his head the blush removing itself. ''Appointment?''
Grimmjow smiled. ''You public announcement of your marriage.''
Ichigo growled in the backseat of the car a certain woman clinging to him tightly.
''Ne~~~~ Ku. Ro. Sa. Ki. Kun!''
Ichigo put on a smile that overflowed with radiance. ''What is it Hime?''
She smiled. ''Damn... He's good at faking emotions... If I wasn't a demon I would have...''
''Inoue-Chan?'' Orihime jumped. ''Ah. So for the wedding do you want orange carpet or white carpet?''
Ichigo smiled brightly. ''Ah. If it's not a bother I would like blue.''
Orihime smiled. ''Oh? Like a cobalt blue?''
Ichigo opened his eyes from his smile and looked into the rear view window. ''No. Something better. I would like a robin's egg blue to accompany me on that day.''
Orihime's eye twitched. ''I dislike that color very much is there any other one you would like?''
Ichigo smirked. ''No. Nothing else will do.''
Grimmjow smiled and stopped the car. ''We have arrived Young Master, Orihime-San.'' Ichigo nodded. ''Thank you Grimmjow.'' Orihime glared at him. ''Stay in the car Jeagerjaques we will...''
''Ara... Just calling him by his last name is not very polite of you Hime.'' Ichigo grabbed her arm. ''And he is my butler. Do not think you have the authority to order him around.'' Ichigo smiled to Orhime then turned to Grimmjow. ''Accompany us. You will also be part of the interview.''
Grimmjow smiled as he stepped out of the car and bowed. ''Understood.''
Ichigo nodded. ''Allow Shinji to take care of you again...''
Ichigo's eyes widened.
''Again? Did I say again?... We've... Been at an interview together before?''
Orihime's eyes widened. ''Shit...''
''Yes sir. The show was Getsuga. Hosted by none other than Urahara Mugetsu.'' Ichigo nodded. ''Ah... I remember we... Hime were you not there?''
Orihime paled. ''Yes I...''
''She was not. The two in question were you an I. No one else.''
Ichigo nodded then shook his head. ''Ah... What are we getting into? We must prepare.'' Ichigo strode through the doors and was greeted by Shinji.
''Yo Ichi! You! Who is she?'' Orihime smiled as her eyes glowed faintly. ''His fiance, Inoue Orihime. Nice to meet you Hirako-San.'' Shinji scratched the back of his head. ''Well I didn't expect for the Inoue group to know...''
Orihime smiled. ''Well anyone important to Kurosaki-kun is important to me too.'' Ichigo sighed. ''Shin just fic up Grimmjow. I'll fix up myself and then go find Lisa.'' Orihime grabbed onto his arm. ''What should I wear?''
Ichigo smiled. ''I shall pick something out for you.''
Shinji watched in shock as the two walked away. He turned to Grimmjow who was eyeing a jacket. He lifted it up. ''Shinji is this okay?''
Shinji looked it over. ''Yea the texture is nice and... WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'Shinji is this okay?' !?'' Grimmjow set down the jacket. ''I guess not then hmmm...''
Shinji looked at Grimmjow. ''Have you given up?'' Grimmjow smirked at the man. ''Given up? The show has only begun Shinji. Can't you feel it?'' Grimmjow took a step closer. ''Can't you feel the power in the building?''
Ichigo sighed as he walked through rows of dresses. ''Hm... Wear this one.'' Ichigo pulled out a beautiful ruffled light blue dress. Orihime frowned. ''Wont the color clash with my orange hair?''
Ichigo smiled understanding the underlying thought. ''Of course it won't orange and blue are perfect for each other. Orihime sighed. ''Alright. I'll wear it... For you.'' Ichigo pulled out a pair of black dress pants and a black suit jacket with a very plain white shirt and navy tie. (SPARKILY ICHIGO Episode 345 7 minute mark(Yes I have that memorized)) Orihime frowned. ''Isn't that a bit plain?''
Ichigo smiled. ''I cannot take away the spotlight from you.''
Grimmjow opened the door and stepped in.
Ichigo's heart skipped a beat. The usually jelled hair had been washed and let free. Grimmjow was wearing the same thing as Ichigo with the exception of a dark orange tie.
Grimmjow walked toward Orihime. ''I adore you dress color.''
Ichigo smiled at the man across from him. ''So Kurosaki-san who is this lovely lady?'' Ichigo smiled. ''Her name is Inoue Orihime from the Inoue group. She is my fiance.''
A collective silence gathered throughout the crowd.
The man smiled. ''Well congratulations I...''
''WHAT ABOUT GRIMMJOW-SAMA?!''
''DON'T STAND THERE! GRIMMJOW-SAMA!''
''DIE HIME-BITCH!''
The interviewer tried to desperately reign in the crowd. Grimmjow smiled from where he was standing behind the couple.
''This all feels so nostalgic. Ichigo walked out the door after another chaotic interview. ''Wyah! Kurosaki-kun! I'm leaving for France tomorrow do you have any... Desires?''
Ichigo shivered in an emotion he could not recognize. ''I do not believe that would be a good idea.'' Orihime frowned. ''Okay I'll go home and start packing.'' Ichigo slumped against the couch as soon as Orihime left. He was so lost in thought he didn't hear the door move or even feel Grimmjow sit next to him.
''So?''
Ichigo jumped. ''Eh?''
Grimmjow smiled and flicked Ichigo's forehead. ''Pay attention to your surroundings idiot.'' Ichigo rubbed his head. ''So? What do you want?'' Grimmjow smirked at Ichigo causing a faint dusting of pink to arise.
''So? What was the idea of making Hime-Bitch wear a dress the color of my hair?''
Ichigo blushed. ''I...''
Grimmjow leaned over Ichigo his arms trapping the smaller man.
''Very naughty Ichigo, making both me and her endure that.'' Grimmjow touched Ichigo's tie. ''Very subtle.'' Ichigo blushed. ''Wait if someone finds...'' Grimmjow looked at Ichigo. ''I don't think I will forgive you.'' Ichigo blushed deeply.
''Grimmjow...''
''Um...'' Grimmjow and Ichigo both looked over to the door where Shinji was standing. ''Should I leave?'' Grimmjow smiled. ''Nope. I was done talking to him.'' The bluenette got up his hand grazing against Ichigo's chest and leg. Ichigo shivered. Grimmjow looked to Ichigo and smiled innocently. ''I shall await your presence in the car.''
Shinji watched as Grimmjow walked out the door.
''ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!?'' Ichigo rubbed his head it ached from Shinji's surprise attack. ''What the hell Shin?''
''Don't 'What the hell Shin?' Me! What are you doing with those two?'' Ichigo stood up. ''Nothing. I am experimenting.'' Shinji's face fell. ''Look Ichigo just... Don't trust Orihime.''
Ichigo frowned. ''Shinji I don't lik...''
''Don't trust her. She's not what she looks like.'' Ichigo frowned. ''Uh... Okay Shinji...''
Ichigo walked out of the room and started walking to the car when he heard Grimmjow and Orihime's voices.
''I don't care if I am his son! It's my damn choice!''
''Lorde Caeruleomortem. This is an issue about your lineage but also an issue to me. I desire the boy and no demon. Even if it is you the son of the devil himself can stop me.''
''Listen Hime-bitch. I don't give a fuck who my "parents" are. As far as I know I don't have any so you can just...''
''Ichigo is here.''
Ichigo stuffed his earbuds into his ears and walked out from behind the pillar. He pulled them out. ''Are we leaving?''
Grimmjow sighed as he stared at the road. What would he have done if Ichigo had heard them?
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