Punk Love
by hotcakechan
A/N: Dedicated to my dear chapter 2 reviewers: XBluexFlamingoX, Gun d'ange, geminigrl016, Airi The SoGa (:
/Chapter 03/
I never knew, I never knew
How I decided to give my heart to you
It should have been someone else
It should have been something else
But the ending of my fairytale changed
It's you whom I want to protect now
It's you whom I will protect now
As we pass each other again tomorrow,
I-
"BRR.."
Clumsily, Orihime pulled out her earphones from both ears and fumbled inside her bag for her mobile.
"-Oh, Tatsuki-chan? Hello! ... ... .. Uh I'm on the bus now ... .. Yeah, I'm half an hour early ... ... ... .. No, it's okay, take your time! ... ... Yup .. ... ... Yup ... .. Okay. See ya!"
The 18-year-old lowered her phone and checked the time again. Okay great. It was (still) only 9.30am, but she was already nearing SOUL in less than a minute. The meeting today was scheduled to start only at 10, but well, for some reason she was more than early.
Orihime sighed as she stared out of the window at the people walking up and down the streets. On the bright side, the weather seemed pretty nice today- the sun was out, but the air was still cold. Orihime smiled to herself. Days like this were days she wished she could just capture with a pen and paper.
"Next Station, SOUL Entertainment Building. SOUL Entertainment Building."
Quickly grabbing her stuff from her seat, the auburn-haired girl got up from her seat and exited the bus. With "Protector" still stuck in her head. Or rather, Kurosaki-kun's voice.
-As we pass each other again tomorrow,
I will look only at you
I will love only you
I will become your protector,
So please don't turn away from me.
Orihime entered the doors of SOUL, and felt a thoroughly pleasant rush of cool air-conditioning welcome her. Hooray for nice cold air!
Okay now.. where should I wait?
And she spotted a lounge near the entrance. Okay.. she could spend the next 20 minutes or so there listening to music and people-watching, or thinking up of a new song. Rummaging for her music player and phone from her bag, Orihime quickly headed towards the empty sofas.
That was, until she walked into a wall.
A wall?
Why on earth was there a wall in the middle of the lobby?
Ouch..
"Oh my, Grimmjow-sama! Are you hurt?"
Her head was spinning, but she could hear worried voices and a flurry of footsteps rushing towards somewhere near her.
"Grimmjow-sama, are you okay?"
"Grimmjow-sama!"
Huh?
"Are you alright? Do you need me to postpone the live show?"
"Do you need to see a doctor?"
Orihime stared at what looked like a shiny marble surface. Oh. She was on the floor? Slowly, the teen got up and looked around, rubbing her bruised head. A few metres away from her, a crowd of people were having some kind of a commotion..
..they seemed to be hovering around a man.. a man with sunglasses and electric blue hair. Electric blue hair! And with a tanned, defined face and well-built body.
Wait a minute.
Did she just walk into-
Did she just-
-walk into-
Wow. He looks even cooler than on TV!
"Hontou ni gomenasai desu!" Orihime bowed formally. Nobody seemed to hear her though. Everyone was still busy buzzing around the blue-haired ballad celebrity.
"Um.. Gomenasai!" Orihime apologized again, a little more loudly this time, and the voices seemed to fade away slowly. When she looked up, though, her heart nearly stopped.
The Grimmjow Jeagrejeaques was right before her, less than a ruler's length away, with his icy cerulean eyes cutting into her warm amber ones. Even though she wasn't a fan of his.. even then, it was still rather intimidating.
Silence.
More silence.
And then he smirked.
At her.
Alright, she couldn't be blushing. No!
Stop blushing stop blushing stop blushing!
Stop blushing stop blushing stop blushing stop blushing!
"Here," went his deep, husky voice. Here? Suddenly, Orihime spotted her own mp3 player sailing smoothly towards her, and she almost missed catching it. Almost. The girl's eyes widened in confusion. How come-
Grimmjow moved closer, and now he was less than a ruler's length away. Where his face was right beside her ear. Orihime felt like her face wasn't even her face anymore; she could literally feel her heart pounding furiously with the sole purpose of sending all the blood to her head or something.
He was this close.
And then he, right beside her, like a wind blown past her without a care, here's what he said:
"Put in some of my songs next time, too, kay?"
Oh.
My.
Gosh.
xxx 9.45 am xxx
Grimmjow was grinning madly to himself.
Because he was happy? No. Because he was mad? Not really. Okay, fine. It's a bit of both. And what kind of feeling is that, may you ask?
Frightening.
He felt insane now. A feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time, he must add. And so, in this small space of a van, his aura had left him the whole few back rows empty, with his manager, Nel and several other workers all cramped together in the front. Haha.
And with the luxury of space, he whipped out his handphone from his pants pocket flashily and began to type a message.
Yo ichi. Just ran into a girl with orange hair like you with only reaper songs in her player.
A few seconds later:
Serious? :O
Grimmjow frowned.
Yes, go jump for joy.
One minute later:
Whatever Grimm. Where are you now anw? I'm on my way to SOUL..
Grimmjow:
I just left there to do some shit
Ichigo:
K
Grimmjow snapped his phone shut loudly, and ran his fingers through his hair roughly.
Ok. Chill.
Chill, Grimmjow.
It's not like you sing for popularity or anything.
Why do you even let someone you don't know affect you so much?
Relax.
-BUT I CAN'T FRIGGIN' BELIEVE IT!
The teal-haired celebrity cursed loudly and felt the others in front shudder. Yeah. He was in an EXTREMELY bad mood. He was no longer grinning. Sorry for the un-idol-like behaviour, but some emotions just can't be controlled, like this one, for example.
How could an average young girl like that orange chick just now have NONE of his songs? NONE?
Not even one?
Okay. Maybe she just likes rock, judging from all that Reaper business. But still? Even a ballad singer like him has songs of other genres. LIKE ROCK, for instance.
And he had even thought she was kinda cute, blushing at rate that was just.. wow.
And that fish-shaped bag that reminded him how he wanted taiyaki for lunch.
Until he saw that damned music player.
Damn it.
xxx xxx
A/N: I'm so tired! Need to sleep! Orihime's music life starting next chapter! :D Haha grimm's steel abs :P