A/N: Hey everyone! I would like to say thank you to all the reviewers out there who literally give me life. You have no idea what its like to wake up in a bad mood then get such a nice review. It makes me want to cry sometimes because of how nice they are. Well enough sap, lets get on with the story

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or its characters.

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It was the second to last weekend of summer ,and Grimmjow was dreading every waking moment of it more than usual. Orihime was doing lots of "back to school preparations", which meant getting school supplies that littered the whole floor and apparently cleaning. Lots and lots of fucking cleaning.

As she put it, "Cleaning is a back to school tradition! Once you are done with a tiring first day, you don't want to come home to a dirty house!"

It has been a tiring month for both of them really. Orihime and Grimmjow have been going back and forth between Soul Society and Urahara for weekly check-ins on his behavior. Plus there was there was enrolling Grimmjow in school. It took a lot of time and fake documents to get him cleared to be a third year student with her. But it worked out in the end. Worked out for Orihime at least.

Grimmjow was still just miserable.

The fact that he even had to attend school was already damaging to his pride, but he had to be in the same class as that Kurosaki pushed him over the edge. So it was pretty obvious that Grimmjow was pissed. Extremely.

Orihime, of course, notices this. She didn't want Grimmjow to end up so mad that he punches a poor kid's lights out on his first day. Or picking a bloody fight with Ichigo. No, all of this had to be avoided. Orihime was determined to cheer Grimmjow up before they went clothes shopping next weekend, which she knew he would hate.

Orihime grinned to herself and ran from cleaning the kitchen to the living room, her yellow sundress slightly rising because of the rushing air. She saw Grimmjow on the couch wearing nothing but black basketball shorts and a white rag on his head.

Orihime blushed. Couldn't he put on a shirt or something? If Tasuki or someone who knew her from school saw a shirtless guy on her couch, too many rumors might be said. Orihime turned around and slapped her face. She needed to get it together. This was Grimmjow. He was basically a live in bully.

Grimmjow hardly paid attention to her. He was focused on the TV. It was some superhero movie, and they were fighting some purple guy. It caught his interest and suddenly he was no longer cleaning.

"Grimmjow!"

He groaned. She had to had bother him right then. Orihime stepped in front of him and shook his shoulders. Grimmjow at that point was one second away from back handing her across her apartment. Orihime stopped and sat next to him on the couch. He looked at her from the corner of his eye.

"What. Can't you see I'm cleaning here."

Orihime giggled. "All I see you doing is watching Avengers."

"Well I did clean your fucking living room with no complaint. I needed a damn break."

Orihime didn't know who he was fooling. He complained every time he had to pick up the rag. The only reason why he stopped was because she offered take out for dinner. But he was right about one thing.

A break. That word drilled into her mind. It is what he needed. What they both needed honestly. Suddenly an idea popped into her head. Orihime stood and grabbed Grimmjow's arm, annoying him ten fold.

Orihime started to smile and said," Get up and get dressed!"

Grimmjow raised an eyebrow at her. He was way too comfortable and invested in this movie to go anywhere.

"I'm not doing anything." He growled at her.

She pouted, "Come on Grimmjow! We are going somewhere."

"Going where exactly Princess?"

"Out!"

That was way too vague. For all he knew, the Princess might bring him to a red bean paste factory. Grimmjow grimaced just imagining it.

"No." He said.

Orihime would not back down though.

"Please? We are going to do some exploring and to go have fun."

"No thanks. I'm good here on damn couch and watching the movie that you keep freaking blocking."

Orihime then quickly grabbed the remote and turned off the TV. She jumped onto Grimmjow's lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. If she wasn't so focused on getting Grimmjow to agree to go with her on her surprise outing, she would have blushed and ran from the position.

Grimmjow suddenly had an evil glint in his eye. He was watching something and she just came and turned it off? He did not once acknowledge the position they were in. He was too busy blinded by rage.

"What.the.hell.Orihime!"

Oh. He was mad. He never called her by her real name unless he was mad. Orihime did feel a bit guilty about turning off the TV, but now was not the time. She had a plan and it needed to go through.

Orihime then said, "No more cleaning. No more being trapped in the house. No more worry about school starting. None of it. We are going to go out and do something right now."

Grimmjow unconsciously wrapped his arms around Orihime's waist. She didn't notice.

"I am all for no school and cleaning Princess, but I know damn well where ever you want to go will be a headache and a nuisance for me."

Orihime gave her best puppy dog eyes, like that would have an affect on Grimmjow. It won't.

"Grimmjow, It's one of the last weeks of summer. After this, it will just get hectic. Homework, classes, Soul Society, Ichigo, Urahara. All that will just increase."

Grimmjow snarled at her words.

"See this is why I want to have one last hoora!" Orihime touched his face, directing his eletric blue eyes to face her smokey gray ones. She gave a small smile. She pushed her auburn hair from her face for a moment before she spoke again.

"I get it you know. You were forced into living here. You are being forced to go to school by people you hate. We have been doing but hounding you for the past two months and doing school stuff for past couple of weeks. I want us to get out, relax, and breathe!"

Grimmjow looked at Orihime. Since being here, all he has done is make her miserable and she still wants to make him be the one that's comfortable. He hated oweing favors to anyone, and this was no exception. The Princess put up with him with little complaint and was even buying him clothes and supplies next week. He owed her. Big time.

Grimmjow scoffed and turned his head away.

"Tch. Whatever."

Orihime's smile reached ear to ear as she jumped off Grimmjow's lap and twirled around. "Whatever" in Grimmjow speak meant yes. Orihime yanked him off the couch and pushed him into her room. Since it was only a one bedroom apartment, Orihime had to buy draws and a tall dresser for his newly bought stuff and leave it in her room. Grimmjow slept in the living room on a pull out sofa bed Urahara bought for them 3 weeks prior.

Orihime said excitedly, "Great! Now go change! This will be the best day ever!"

Sighing, Grimmjow already knew the rest of this day would cause a major migraine.

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A/N: Dodges tomatos. "W-wait guys I can expl-" gets hit with tomato in face.

Well guys my laptop is broken once again. Note to all of you, never buy cheap electronics. I explained this on my new story The Place Between, that I write out all my stories on paper first, then type it up on my phone and laptop and that takes time. In fact, this whole chapter was way longer but I decided to split it since it makes it easier to type up.

So 2 or 3 new chapters for PATP should be soon since I already have them written. Ill say about 2 weeks at most. Sorry for the short chapter.