Under the universe

There are no thoughts, no pain, no feelings. Only the calm and seemingly never ending swirl of colors.

You don't have to worry about the world outside or the people living in it. All working like good little ants, until they literally work themselves into their early grave. Where finally they'd notice they achieved nothing during their short mortal life... no matter how hard they've tried. Only dark colors will greet you at the end of your life and if you're unlucky enough you'll get another chance to make the same mistakes over and over again.

But right now I don't have to worry about any of this.

Just the way I like it.

But everyone has to wake up someday. I'm no exception.

I blink, as I look at the canvas in front of me. I turn my to take another look at the masterpiece I've just made. I must look like a lost kitty, but still no matter how many different angles I use, I still can't recognize what the fuck it is supposed to be. I massage my neck as I walk to the window, looking out at the night sky on this beautiful Sunday. I wasn't out of my flat since that…. 'incident'… on Friday.

I sigh. Maybe I really should go out. I'm going stir crazy inside this hellhole. No wonder my paintings are like this. Or maybe my whirling state of mind adds to it too.

Oh god, my head hurts. You're thinking too much, when you're not painting. Shut up, Grimmjow, shut up.

I sigh yet again, for the hundredth time today, as I put on my leather jacket to finally head out. The park sounds good.

I walk to the door just to come face to face with the one person I've been trying to avoid all this time. He flashes a light pink as he takes a step back, my eyes following his movements ever suspicious.

"What the fuck are you doing here? And how da hell did you find me? Even the shinigamis can't do it, and they have their powers. Unlike you, human!"

He looks away, confusion and anxiety written over his still pink face. He's like an open book, I don't even understand how he was able to defeat me. Oh wait…! Is that hurt?

"I-… Ehem… I just… you know..."

"Spit it out, damn it! I've better things to do than listenin' to you stutter nonsense in the middle of the night!" I growl impatiently.

That seems to do it as he takes a deep breath and prepares to get his tongue to work. Fucking finally!

"I came to apologize."

"Well it sure takes a man a lot of effort ta say 4 words," I say sarcastically.

He turns his head away to avoid my eyes at all costs, looking hurt as hell. But what the fuck! I didn't ask him to come here! By the way, he still didn't tell me how he knew where I was. The little shit.

"I understand that you're mad at me about Friday, Grimmjow." Well that's an understatement." I would be too if I was in your place." Than maybe you shouldn't have tried to kiss me, you Taigetos escapee!" I don't know, what came over me… So… erm.. here…"

With that he hands me a box of… something… . It's light and not so big. Easily fitting into my hands. It has a big light blue ribbon over it. A fucking ribbon, man!

"Urahara-san told me where to find you." That striped ass hairless ape! How dare he?! Seriously! "I-I know… erm… what I mean is…" he looks so lost, trying to find the right words to say, I nearly pity him. Nearly.

"Fuck," he whispers.

And damn if I haven't heard him swear a lot, but it's hot as hell! Wait… I didn't just think that, did I?

"You know, I saw you liked human food, so I brought you chocolate. It's really sweet, and these are my favourite, I hoped you might like them too."

He looks at me with wide, hopeful eyes. Clearly waiting for my answer. But I won't just go and forgive him just yet. He should fucking suffer for it! So instead I just nod. His face instantly lit up. I'm so gonna regret this…

I step through my door while fishing the keys out of my pocket and close up behind me. I turn around, and yet again find myself only inches away from Kurosaki.

"I start ta get the feelin' that either you come up so close behind me on pourpose, or you just simply don't understand the concept of personal space…"

He blushes again and steps away from me. I glance at him before turning and stalking down the hallway to the stairs.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Kurosaki calls jogging after me.

"If you didn't notice before, Kurosaki, I was goin' out."

"Yeah, erm, where were you going?"

"To the park," I reply shortly.

"To do what?"

"To stargaze. Man, do I even have to tell you how many times I shit a week? Oh! I forgot! I don't! 'Ch!"

"You don't have to act so sarcastic, Grimmjow. I know, under all those layers of sarcasm and anger there's goodness inside you."

I grimace. Does he realize that just sounds so fucking gay? By the look on his face I'd vote on no.

"We're so not gonna talk 'bout my feelings, understood?" I ask through gritted teeth. You don't know what you've gotten yourself into, kiddo, even without talking about what I feel.

We head out the door, and I start to thank every celestial being that he'll finally leave me alone. But he doesn't. He keeps following me to the park, when I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that he lives in the opposite direction.

"Why, my holy dick, are you following me, Kurosaki?"

He frowns, as he looks at me, and says, "You didn't dismiss me." And with that he bypasses me and continues towards the park. Ouch.

The rest of the walk to the park goes in silence. I enjoy it, 'cause it means the little shit shut the fuck up. Though I see, he keeps opening his mouth to say something to avoid the awkward silence (for him, at least). But it seems that he doesn't find a good enough topic to get me to talk.

I lay down on the grass once reaching the park, and put the forgotten sweet thing next to me. Kurosaki lays down next to it, leaving enough room between us to not threaten my personal space. I open the box as I look up at the sky. In Hueco Mundo there were no stars, as the humans call it. So I find them fascinating and oddly calming to watch them since my stay here. I pop a piece of sweet thing into my mouth as I continue watching the universe stretching out endlessly above my head. My eyes widen as the flavour of the food overflows my senses. I don't even swallow before another piece is in my mouth.

I hear Kurosaki chuckle and look to my left to see him on his back, smiling at me. He glances down to where the box of sweets lay and takes one out, tossing it into his mouth as he turns back towards the sky. I glare at him intensely, but he is oblivious. He reaches towards the box again and I hiss, so catlike even I'm surprised. Let's not talk about Kurosaki, who jumps and sits up with me following suit.

"Wh-what?" He asks, looking at me with wide eyes and quick breathing. It flatters my ego that I scared the little shit.

"Don't ya dare eat my sweets…" I growl out, glaring intensely.

He blinks. Then blinks again. Then the light bulb is turned on.

"Oh you mean the chocolate. I've told you it's my favourite."

"But I didn't letcha eat from it."

He looks at me confused. "But I bought it to you…"

"Yea, that means they're mine. And I didn't letcha touch those delicious little nothings."

He looks at me frowning. Then his eyes soften, the corners of his mouth turns upwards, the wrinkles he has 'couse of the constant frowning smooth and- why the fuck am I noticing all this, I ask myself, horrified by the revelation. That is until I hear a cheerful laugh that snaps me out of my so not straight thoughts.

"Aaah! You nearly *giggle* had me thinking yo- *giggle* you were serious! Hehehe!" He manages to get out. I continue to watch him with a blank expression. Finally he looks up at me.

"Hehe. Hehe. Hee… e… . You were serious?!" he snaps at me, bewildered.

"I'm possessive."

"I can see that!" he looks down at the piece of… choke-late? and smiles mischievously. Ooookay. I think I'm in trouble. "Fine then!"

He grips my jaw, and I let a gasp out in surprise. He takes the chance and pushes the piece of choke-late through my lips before pushing my jaw upwards so I close my mouth. I soooo didn't think of this outcome!

I stare at him, clearly in shock, either from the electro shock I just experienced or the thought that Kurosaki was just feeding me. Probably both.

He laughs and stands up, brushing off his cloths. He turns to me and smiles after he sees my still wide eyes looking into the distance, while my poor brain tries to restart itself.

"One of my friends is having a party on Friday. I was wondering if you'd like to come," I slowly look up at him from where I still sit in shock and nod, not really grasping what he's saying. "Cool. I'll pick you up around 7." He looks through my in-very-bad-shape attire before adding "and I'll buy you some decent clothing."

With that he turns waving back to me over his shoulder and walks away.

I don't know how long I sit there trying to take in everything that's happened, but the Sun is peeking his halos over the horizon by the time I do. Then with a groan I slam back into my laying position, covering my face with both hands as I scream into them. I successfully muffle my desperation.

Why, you fucked up celestial being somewhere in the universe? Oh, why do you enjoy my suffering so much?


Ehe... You probably hate me for not writing for such a long time... Well you have every right to! ^^' My life was really fucked up for the last some... month... But your comments reached my heart, so I sacrificed some hours of sleep to write this. I'm not the proudest of it, but at least we're a chap closer to what matters. I still hoped you enjoyed this chap. And again, sorry it took me so long.