Punk Love
by hotcakechan
A/N: Once again, lots of love and thanks to my reviewers: Airi The SoGa, Disciple Of The Dragon Star, XBluexFlamingoX, geminigrl016 ((: Thanks for being so sweet and encouraging! To Disciple of the Dragon Star: yup i wrote the lyrics, glad you liked it! ^ ^
/Chapter 06/
The air-conditioner must be leaking, because Orihime could feel something wet on her face.
Another drop of water rolled down her left cheek.
Huh?
Wait. It couldn't be.. it couldn't possibly be that..
No way. She couldn't believe it.
She was crying.
She had never cried from a song before. Although Reaper's songs had certainly made her feel, countless of times, an overwhelming charge of emotions that she immediately took to expressing via her pen and her guitar, this song.. she didn't know if it was because of the tune, the lyrics, his voice or just because it was Grimmjow singing it, but the song gave her a completely different feeling.
It sounded so lonely.
And there was a pain, a pain she felt from it that she wanted so badly to heal.. a harsh throbbing in her heart that she had never felt before.
Orihime felt her face begin to heat up in embarassment as she remembered that she was still on the stage. Crap, I can't let anyone realise that I'm crying!
Subtly, she stole a glance at the teal-haired singer sitting across her, checking if he noticed her reaction.
Which was the exact moment he decided to turn his head to look at her.
NO!
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Grimmjow felt his own teal-blue eyes widen in surprise.
A pair of glistening amber orbs were staring at him.. well, with a comparable amount of shock.
He was so thrown off-guard that he nearly missed singing the final chorus. But being a professional, he only nearly did so, and finished the performance cleanly.
And now, amidst the buzz of the prepartion of the second item, he found himself heading towards Orihime, who was sitting alone in a corner off-stage, practicing for the next item on an electric guitar.
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Well, she didn't really curse but..
Shit.
I should never have glanced up at him!
Sighing, Orihime returned to plucking and strumming the steely strings of the guitar, feeling the soothing rhythm of the next ballad, 'Pantera'. Somehow.. she felt really tired.
Today must be one of the longest days of my life.. I wonder when I'll be able to go home and forget about all of this.
All of this mess.
Suddenly, she noticed a pair of feet standing before her.
Uh-oh. Because.. it looked like a pair of celebrity feet.
Orihime looked up, and could only gape speechlessly at the blue-haired idol towering over her. Grimmjow, who was wearing an unreadable expression, cleared his throat to indicate his presence.
"Are you o-"
Suddenly everything went black.
"Ahh!"
"What the hell? Jinta-kun, what happened?"
"Why the hell are you asking me?"
"I think somebody tripped over a wire and it disconnected.."
"Ururu, where are you?"
"Calm down, everyone! Don't panic!"
"You don't sound too convincing yourself, Ukitake-san.."
"Just fix the damn thing quick or the rehearsal will be delayed.."
"Quick, it's scary!"
"Hey.. Orihime, right?"
Orihime looked up, but realized that Grimmjow had bent down and was now face-to-face with her. It was happening again.. her heart, beating out of control.
"Y- Yeah."
Thank god for the blackout.. she was pretty sure that even two layers of makeup wouldn't cover her blush now. And he had moved closer to her, if any closer were possible. Orihime could literally hear her heart beating now.. and she was pretty sure that if the male celebrity came just half a centimetre closer, he would be able to hear it too.
There was a moment of silence, and then-
"-Sorry for making you cry earlier."
Wha-
Orihime found herself sitting up.
"No, it wasn't your fault, Grimmjow-san.. the song was just so good that I-"
"-couldn't-"
His hands. His large, warm hands were on the sides of her face, tucking strands of stray hair behind her ears. Even in this darkness, she could make out the piercing blue that were burning straight into her.
It was getting hard to breathe, and her face probably just caught an explosive blush.
Grimmjow placed something on her head.
They were.. headphones?
"Just stay still," commanded his deep, husky voice.
Orihime couldn't move an inch.
Moments later, she could hear something start up.
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..
"This is.. 'Protector'.." Orihime found herself whispering in realization, and glanced up at Grimmjow.
The ballad idol had wanted to (unnecessarily) cheer her up with a Reaper's song?
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A/N: another super short chap! hopefully this has been more exciting :P please look forward to the next update! my writing stamina is decreasing T_T but i will make up for it with a super long chap next! ! ! thanks lots always! (: