So, as I was checking my mail today, I saw that I got lots of new follows and favorites! So happy~ You guys are so sweet o3o, and I got my first review as well. Love you guys! It made my day to see that there are people out there who appreciate my work~ Hugs all around!
(o ' ')o Kirby hug~ Ty Kathalla!
I can honestly spend all day staring at the number of follows (which, isn't much, but awesome anyway!), it goes to show you how much of a life I have. LOL...
Kei:"It's too hot to do anything..."
Author:"Well, you still got a script to follow, so too bad."
Kei:"At least turn on the AC!"
Author:"NO! We're on budget here!"
Kei:"Stingy woman. What happens if we have a kiss scene? I'll pass out..."
Author:"Well hopefully you wouldn't, Grimmjow isn't exactly the gentleman type... You don't want the story to get deleted for being rated R do you..."
Grimmjow:"Oye!"
Author:"We all know what you want to do if you find Kei passed out somewhere..."
Grimmjow:"You.. you do?"
Author:"You would murder her in the most gruesome ways."
Grimmjow:*wipes sweat* "Yeah, sure, that's what I want to do." *cough*
Author:"Knew I was right!"
Kei, Grimmjow, everyone:"Baka..."
Author:T^T
-~. Few days ago .~-
"Eh?" The girl in front of her blinks, surprised. "You... You want to learn my powers?"
A devilish grin appears on the woman's lips. "If you allow it, yes."
"I don't think..." The female high school student hesitates.
"Oye, Kei, Orihime's talents can't be learned, they are just hers..." The ginger substitute shinigami slammed his hand on the table and shouted at the visored.
"Shut up. One, we are not close enough for you to call me by my first name, especially without a suffix. And two," The silver haired woman smirks and knocks back a small cup of sake. "I can."
"But..."
Kei Abe ignored him and pulled out her zanpakuto from its sheath. "Open your eye, Gakusha." She whispered softly. The blade shimmered amber, and changed. Its black hilt turned white with gold shot through, outlining the white. The blade shone silver and turned into a shorter blade. The amber outline the double sharp edges.
"Gakusha, the scholar." Kei smiles with her left hand wrapped around the zanpakuto, holding it like a kunai. "I can mimic the abilities I seen, as long as I can analyze it."
"That's unfair, if you simply use other's abilities in battle." Ichigo mutters, challenging the woman."
"-Once I analyze an ability, and learn it, I can use it anytime. It costs my stamina greatly and with each new ability, the cost stacks." The silver haired woman continued as if she haven't heard Ichigo. "I can use a total of 5 abilities, the sixth requires a blood sacrifice. The counter resets each week. However, since you are not my opponent, I will ask. You can decline if you so choose to." The amber eyes locks on the ginger-haired teenager earnestly. The girl thought about it with a frown, and then smiled.
"I accept." The teen reasoned. "Since Kei-chan asked, there must be a good reason for it. I don't think Kei-chan will abuse it either, so I allow it."
"Thank you." The ex-shinigami bows respectfully to the girl and smiles. As the girl calls out her orange barrier for healing on broken vase (courtesy of Grimmjow), Kei whispers again to her blade.
"Watch, Gakusha." The words seem to hang in the air, and then the blade glows. Suddenly, the amber lines weren't just outlining the blade anymore. Swirling in light, they twirl over the blade in unending runes, sharp and foreign. Reaching the center, the lines join together in a rune that resembles an eye. Kei observes the orange haired girl as she set to work upon the vase, watching it restoring itself. After a minute all so, she asks Orihime gently to stop. The eye upon her blade shines, and suddenly, silver begins to fade the runes surrounding it till only the eye remain. The eye eerily begins to fill with gold. Kei smiles, and holds her zanpakuto above the half-repaired vase. In her hands, the orange light is slightly lighter, yet as the two teenagers watched in amazement, the vase begin to repair itself at a slightly faster pace. The light halts.
Kei looks up at Orihime. "Quite a special talent, my lady." Her smooth voice rings out clearly, "And you have much more innate ability to explore." The older woman smiles.
The orange haired boy's voice rings out again, "What are you gonna do with her power?"
Amber eyes narrowed and glitters, "A bargain, a gamble." She half smiles, "We'll come out of this victorious."
"How would you ensure that?" The orange-haired man scoffed.
Kei looks at him, "I'm a woman with quite a few tricks."
She stared at him, tossing around the newly restored vase he had previously smashed. Grimmjow woke up this morning, disoriented, in pain, with a slender vase stuffed in his jaw. And she was again, irritatingly floating on top of him, face inches above his and her braid falling on his chest.
"Good morning my kitten~" She said with her signature (Grimmjow sees it almost every, single damned day) crooked smile. "I was nice enough to fix your vase for you~ Do you like it?"
He was really, really sure he smashed the thing against the wall and shattered it a day ago while trying to hit her with it. That didn't work out too well, especially since afterwards she took the shards and left them on the bed while he wasn't looking. In fact, Grimmjow can swear there's still a piece of the porcelain embedded in his gigai ass.
"Has anyone ever told you how insanely creepy and bitchy you are?"
"Aww, how sweet." She blinked, "Are you gonna tell me yet?"
"I know nothing." Obviously he haven't learned his lesson, cause the panther took the vase and threw it at her again. Kei dodged easily and the blasted vase shards run down like rain. The girl sighed and caught a piece of the vase shard in her hand.
"I should make you glue it together, and then maybe you'll learn your lesson." She murmured, "Scribe, Gakusha." The zanpakuto replied and flew out of the sheathe, into her hand. The blade shone in gold and soon Grimmjow found the piece of the vase slowly restoring itself within a light golden orb. The dawn light was flooding in the room from his window, and as the red washed over her sharp features, the blue haired man received a joint. As her hair reflected the red light, he realized something he haven't. Grimmjow never had a knack for faces, and spent the most of the time trying to stab the girl through the heart. The disparity between their hair and eye color didn't help much in aiding him either. Yet there it was, along the stubbornness of her jaws and curve of her nose, the shape of her eyes and the lovely bones of her face, a ghost of a girl he used to know. With the dyes of red from the sun, it was as if his memories are coming back to haunt him. Grimmjow seem to fall back into his own memories.
That kiss, the spare touches and her elegant yet firm rejection. It drove him crazy. Everything about her is silk wrapped steel, smooth to the touch yet hard as steel. He can almost feel her hair tickle his face...
"Oye!" Kei's voice barely pierced the trance which the blue-haired espada had fallen into. Her hair is dyed red and her eyes were open once again, yet it was a different face Grimmjow was seeing. It wasn't the silvery haired visored in front of him, but an espada with red hair and ruby eyes.
"Will you tell me?"
He wanted to get closer, and Grimmjow pulled himself closer to her.
"...Kitty?" Something broke the haze, and the cat was so close to the demon that he can feel the flow of her breath, just a second too quick. Her voice was uncertain.
He never knew a demon could smell like flowers.
"Yeah..."
She looked shocked. As if she expected more of a fight. "Oh my gosh!" Kei said in a shocked voice, "Are you sick? Do you have a fever? Can you even get one like that? You gone soft." The woman's hand went to his forehead, feeling it's temperature.
"You feel fine." Kei squinted at him and then smiled, and patted his head. "But I'm glad you finally agreed."
Something is wrong with him today, Grimmjow sighed inwardly, "You'll give me back my arm, as promised." There was no way he would let Kei know that she's got something over him. Grabbing her chin in his hand and pulling her close, he grinned, "You know, for a demon, you don't look half bad."
"Perhaps I'm a temptress." Kei rolled her eyes and snorted as she pulled away, "Quit fooling around and let's get to the deal."
Grimmjow smirked, teasingly he begun "Well..." Her golden eyes were half hidden behind her eyelids, a cloud had gone over the rising sun. The room darkened and her eyes glowed.
"Where should I begin?"
