.:PANTERA:.

Pantera Drift

Chapter 4: Surprise Guest

Grimmjow sighed in irritation.

'Where IS he? I told stiff ass to be here by 4! Heh, how IRONIC. It's AFTER FIVE DAMNIT!'

Grimmjow was about to punch a wall before his phone started to ring.

Go shawty, it's your birthday, We gonna party like it's your birthday, We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday, And you know we don't give a fuck, it's not your birthday-

"What?" Grimmjow grunted. He heard a sigh on the other line.

"I was caught in traffic. So don't start yelling at me, trash. I'll be there in ten."

He hung up.

"Your so damn lucky I have patience for you, Ulquiorra..!"

"Grimmjow?"

'ah FUCK!'

He turned, a smirk on his face.

"Princess!" His smirk widened when she jumped.

"A-Are you ok? You've been out here for an hour..." Orihime trailed off. Grimmjow stood up and put his arms behind his head.

"Yea, I'm fine. Just waiting for something to get here."

"Something..?"

He looked at her. No way in HELL was he telling her that Ulquiorra was coming. After all the work he went through to get the stiff emo to come here...FUCK that!

"Don't worry, Princess. Go back inside and wait. It's a surprise." He grinned at her. Her eyes widened slightly in questioning, but a small smile came to her face.

"Ok." Orihime turned and closed the door once more. Grimmjow pinched the bridge of his nose. That was close. He was sure that she had heard him. It would of ruined everything if she did.

He sighed once more, and propped his chin in his hand.

"Ulquiorra, just hurry your ass up."

-GrimmHime-

Orihime sipped on her drink as she looked out of her kitchen window. It was such a nice day out. Good for a walk, or a trip to the beach.

"Hmm..." She sighed. Setting her cup in the sink, she walked to her room and looked through her closet. Rummaging through it, she came across a piece of clothing that made a sad smile come to her face. She pulled out the clothing and wiped anything that might have been on it, off. It was a summer dress that Ulquiorra had gotten it for her when she turned 18. It was a summer dress with two thin straps that tied at the shoulders. It was tiered at the end and fanned out around the thighs. It was three colors. White, black, and emerald green. It had a slight v-cut in the front to only show some cleavage, but when Orihime wore it, that was a different story. She took it out fully from the closet and held it up to eye level.

"Hmm, three years...I think I'll wear it!" Orihime exclaimed happily, a smile on her face. She stripped down to her under garments, making sure the door was closed first, and started to take the rest off. She changed into a matching pair of bra and panties. The bra was strapless, so no straps were noticeable. It was a mint green color with black hearts and white lace. The panties were the same. Pulling the dress over her head, Orihime fixed it around her bosom, making sure the dress wasn't out of place. It stopped around her thighs as she figured, but it stopped very short. Mid-thigh. And the dress was a size smaller than her usual size 6. Twirling in a circle, Orihime giggled and played with the tiered ends of the dress. She looked at her hair. It was still in it's low pigtails style. Taking them out and shaking her head about, Orihime brushed her hair out. She turned in the mirror, her curtain of hair cascading down her back. She always loved her long hair and made a vow to never cut it short again. Orihime picked up three bobby pins and pinned her hair to the side. Orihime decided against make-up, being that she was a natural beauty and all. A memory came flashing back to her and she winced.

"You know Hime, you should wear more make-up. It brings you out more." Orihime turned and looked at her boyfriend, Kurosaki Ichigo. He was dressed nicely. Red button down shirt, black jeans, and sneakers. Orihime sighed and looked at herself in the mirror. Her brows furrowed and she sighed.

"Ichi, I told you before, I don't need make-up...I'm fine the way I look." He sighed and put his hand in his hair. He leaned off the door frame and walked away.

"Well, you need it."

After that, Orihime wore make-up whenever they went out. If she didn't, Ichigo would address her as a friend rather than girlfriend to his buddies. He wouldn't even hold her hand. She thought of it as really low and shallow.

"What a douche bag..." She mumbled. Straightening up and slapping her cheeks, she put on the biggest smile she could muster and walked out of her bedroom. She needed to keep a smile on. Always.

-GrimmHime-

Grimmjow was on his last nerve.

"I swear, if that mother fucker-"

He was cut short when a screech of tires and a stereo was heard. Grimmjow opened his eyes and saw a black car.

'FUCKING FINALLY!'

He grinned as he walked down the steps and to the car. The person got out, and Grimmjow's feral smirk came to his face.

"Well, well. It's about damn time!" Emerald eyes shot a glare at him. Ignoring him, Ulquiorra clicked a button and locked his door.

"Traffic, nothing more. Now stop with this meaningless talk." Grimmjow set a glare of his own on him. His eyes looked him over.

"Tch, your dressed nice. Get out of work, or were you heading to a wedding?" Grimmjow grinned when Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes. His dress attire was simple. A tight long sleeved white shirt, black skinny jeans, and chuck taylors.

"Work. I change when I get out." Grimmjow shot him a smartass remark.

"So, no blending in, eh? Your as pale as the fucking moon, and you actually got some fashion sense!" He felt the deadly aura coming off of him.

"Grimmjow, it would be smart to stop, unless you want a face full of concrete." Ulquiorra remarked with a straight face. Grimmjow laughed.

"Whatever! You wanna see Princess or not?" Grimmjow asked. Ulquiorra walked past him. Grimmjow grabbed his shoulder.

"Take your hand off me-"

"I wanna surprise her, k? You can't just walk in like you own the place." Grimmjow said. Ulquiorra sighed.

"She already knows me. I will not let you put me in any innapropriate and childish matters." Grimmjow sighed in irritation at his large use of words.

"I'm getting you a fucking dictionary for your birthday, ANYWAY, it would be best to surprise her. If you just walk in, she'll either freak out, think she saw a ghost, or faint. Probably all fucking three." Grimmjow said. Ulquiorra said nothing. Grimmjow started to walked up the steps, Ulquiorra following behind. Grimmjow motioned for him to stand aside, or hide, as he walked into the house.

"Hey Princess! Come here!" As if on cue, Orihime came bounding out of her room, a huge smile on her face.

"Yes, Grimmjow?" He motioned for her to come over, and she blushed. She walked over to him and motioned for her to turn around. Doing so, she was pushed against his chest as he turned, and he put his hand over her eyes.

"Grimmjow, what are you doing-"

"It's a surprise." He said. Grimmjow walked towards the door, a smirk on his face. He couldn't wait to see her face, let alone her reaction to see Ulquiorra.

Opening the door, he motioned for him to come out with his other hand. He stood in front of them, his eyes resting on Orihime. Ulquiorra's eyes were slightly wide at seeing her for the first time in many years. Grimmjow mouthed 'ready?', and he nodded.

"Hey Princess, I've been thinking...You remember how you told me that one person you haven't seen in so many years was someone you really missed?" He felt her stiffen, but she nodded against his hand. He leant down and whispered in her ear.

"Well, he's right here." He removed his hand, and he looked at her reaction. Wide eyes filled with tears, a face of total shock, and her hands were shaking. She started to stutter.

"U-Ulquiorra..?" She said in shock. He nodded.

"Onna." He said nonchalanty.

Orihime's eyes welled up with tears. She bit her lip as her body trembled. Without hesitation, she jumped into his arms, squeezing him tightly.

"I..I missed you..! It's been so long.." She whimpered. Ulquiorra hugged her back and put his head on top of hers.

"-sigh- I'm sorry. It will not happen again." He said. Orihime just dug her face closer into his chest.

Meanwhile, Grimmjow was smirking up a storm. He could tell that Ulquiorra felt bad(even if he didn't show it). His smirk widened when he felt like pins and needles were sticking him in the back. He turned and saw that Ulquiorra was glaring at him. Grimmjow's shoulder starting shaking, and he tried not to laugh. He mouthed 'Come at me Emo Stiff. I've got ALL fucking day!' Ulquiorra tightened his grip around the crying Hime and flipped Grimmjow the finger. Grimmjow's smirk faltered and he advanced on Ulquiorra. Orihime backed up and wiped her tears, apologizing for crying.

"I'm sorry." She smiled and looked up at him. Ulquiorra's lips twitched and he nodded.

"It's alright." He said. Orihime shook her head.

"I feel like a burden though..." Orihime said. Ulquiorra's eyes widened a fraction. He glanced at Grimmjow and then back to Orihime.

"Your not, onna. Your not to us, but to him you were. He doesn't know anything. Don't let that trash ruin our day." Ulquiorra said the last sentence with venom. Orihime smiled and looked up at him. She giggled.

"Ok! Grimmjow, Ulqui! We should go to the festival downtown. I heard it's gonna be fun, and Tatsuki-chan is going to be there." She looked at them. Grimmjow smirked and looked at Ulquiorra. He had an almost equal smirk on his face.

"Whatever you want, Hime." Ulquiorra said.

"Anything, Princess." Grimmjow grabbed his keys, but Orihime stopped him. She grinned.

"Were walking, no fancy cars." Orihime said. Grimmjow sighed.

"Damnit~...But Princess, how can I take a beautiful girl like you to the festival, if I don't have my hot ass ride with?" Grimmjow tried to give her puppy-dog eyes, but failed. Orihime shook her head.

"Hehe, Nope!"

Orihime rushed to the open door and stopped abruptly. She turned and scratched the back of her head, giggling.

"Uh, on second thought...Can Ulqui drive me? His car is...nice." She blushed. It was Ulquiorra's turn to smirk at Grimmjow. Grimmjow bit back an insult and glared at him.

"How is HIS car nicer! I put twenty grand in my baby!" Grimmjow hung his head. Ulquiorra walked up to Orihime and put his arm around her shoulder.

"Mine drives smoother than your trash of a car. I guess I'm driving your girlfriend instead of you." Ulquiorra's eyes went to his. Their eyes locked in a heated battle.

"Damn you Ulquiorra!

CLIFFFY! Haha! xD Sorry for the long wait everybody. ^^" School had me busy and I apologize. Sorry if Grimmjow and Ulquiorra seemed alittle OOC. O_o Please review and I'll update soon. :3

-KNenko c;