no matter how many times i tell myself that i'll update the story every week, something or the other always seems to get in my way...hopefully from next week ill be able to do it...
i dont know if i'm going too slow with the pace of the story...this chapter i was thinking about diving directly into the movie production but i just couldn't resist putting in this chapter...so keeping my fingers that you all will like it...
Tricky Situation
To Rukia, the days just flew by and before she knew it, the one month time was over and she was onboard the jet heading for Tokyo, Japan. Even to think of the days gone by was a drag and a headache.
After her arrival in New York, she had gone straight to her brother seeking for an explanation. But as she had feared, there was nothing she could do or say to change his mind. No matter how many times she had said that she didn't want to go back to Japan or didn't want the job, he was still adamant as ever. To both their surprise, she had raised her voice at him as her temper got the best of her. She quickly controlled herself and uttering an apology, she had walked out of the room.
She completely got immersed in her work cutting off from the social world. Any call from Urahara was avoided; she made her P.A. deal with him. She was always on the move as the amount of work to be done within a month kept piling up. On top of the work, she was having a tough time explaining to others about her soon to be 'temporary absence' from the business world, especially to that someone. He had not been surprised but appalled when she had told him. According to him, any person leaving her position for such a low-grade profession, as he put it, was an incompetent fool. Only when she had said that it was her brother's decision, did he stop his argument and accepted the inevitable. Getting carried away with the work, it was her brother who reminded her that the day for her to leave for Japan had come.
The air hostess voice startled her. "I'm sorry for disturbing you….."
She gave the air hostess a smile, "It's alright…and thank you." Taking the glass of champagne from her, she took a sip and lost herself in her thoughts again. The only good thing that had come out from the whole fiasco was she was going to be reunited with her friends from the movie industry. When Urahara had given her free rein to choose her assistants, she had made her mind on just who to call. Her unexpected call and the offer she made was a bolt from the blue to them but they had agreed without any hesitation. Just thinking about her two sweet and crazy friends, Momo and Neilul, brought a smile to her face.
Rummaging her Louis Vuitton bag for her phone, she came across the magazine that her P.A. had hastily placed inside her bag. "Something to get the time by" she had said. Rukia pulled it out, "No harm in going through it." As she flipped the pages, a heading caught her attention. It read "Urahara Kisuke's 'Memories of Nobody' world premiere." She had forgotten that he had the movie lined up for release.
The much awaited Urahara Kisuke's 'Memories of Nobody' had its world wide release at the Tokyo International Forum on 22nd May. All the who's and who's of the film industry poured in for the premiere. The movie had a lot of hype surrounding it prior to its release mainly for two reasons- the cast and the unique plot. Fans and even the critics are predicting the movie to be the blockbuster hit of the year. But from the way the cast graced the red-carpet, it sure was as hit. Toshiro Histsuga looked dashing in a black Brioni suit while Ururu Ishida settled for a white Tom Ford suit. The show stopper had to be arrival of the star of the movie Kurosaki Ichigo along with his speculated girl friend and co-star Tanaka Senna. He was wearing a dark blue Gucci suit while his partner wore a green Phillip Lim dress. The paparazzi as well as the fans went on frenzy as it was the first time the couple….
Rukia closed the magazine. She didn't want to ruin her mood by reading about him. Their last meeting was a catastrophe and she would have preferred never meeting him again but it seems fate had other ideas of its own.
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The sword missed his feet just by a few centimeters as it slipped from his hand. Mumbling a curse, he called for a break and went out of the room. As the director had implied, his training had started right after the movie premiere. Toshiro and Ishida were also undergoing the training with him. Ichigo had never thought he would be doing such rigorous training for a movie. From hitting the gym every morning to learning the art of swordmanship in the evening left him exhausted. And the worst part was Toshiro though younger than him had already surpassed him in the training. He could easily swing the sword without any flaws whereas Ichigo was having problems even to hold it. He envied Ishida for having no competitor as he was the only one learning archery.
The footsteps disrupted his moment of peace. He turned around to face the visitor, "You have to come here too?" Nanao narrowed her eyes and answered, "You think I want to follow you around…I just came to tell you some few things that Urahara told me…the rest of the cast will be reaching tonight…so tomorrow he's organizing a small gathering…"
"If that was all, you could have told me over the phone," he interrupted her and started to walk away. Sometimes she just hated being her PR as he was really difficult and irritating at times. "A thank you would have been nice…anyways he told me to specifically tell you in person that even Rukia is arriving tonight."
He stopped at his tracks when she said that. "Thank you…" he uttered. Nanao was simply surprised by his unexpected expression of gratitude. Leaving behind his shocked PR, he picked up his pace. He thought that after the last words that he had hurled at Rukia; she was not going to come. Wondering how on earth they would be able to work together without constantly being at each other's throat, he went to continue with his training.
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The small gathering at the director's place was not as small as stated. All the cast and crew along with other guests were present. Urahara's place was simply spectacular. It was very modern and impressive. It looked like it was growing from solid water. It was built around a central courtyard, with borderless pool surrounding two sides of the house and a garden growing on its roof. Even the living room itself had water walls.
"May I have your attention please," Urahara addressed the crowd. "Before we start with the revelry, let us welcome our new cast members, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez and Clara Anderson." The crowd gave a round of applause. A tall and handsome but laid-back man with light blue hair and eyes came forward followed by a striking woman with blonde hair and hazel eyes.
Ichigo looked at the two from his seat. Both of them were well know Hollywood actors. "The girl sure is pretty," his companion commented. Turning to his friend he said, "You like any girl with blonde hair." He had brought along his two friends Renji and Tatsuki as well. "And you like only brunettes right?" a sultry voice questioned him. Turning his attention to his date he answered, "I don't know, Senna." The woman playfully punched his arm. "You better be good if you want something later," she said with a mischievous grin.
The four of them were sharing a table and Tatsuki was getting sick by all the public display of affection from the couple. She pondered how Ichigo would like girls like Senna, not that she dislike her but she couldn't imagine him with such kind of women. Renji nudged Tatsuki, "Don't think too much." Being friends for so long, sometimes it felt like they could read each other's mind. Smiling Tatsuki replied, "Ya…you are right."
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"Nel, I can't wear this…we have to go back and change," Rukia pleaded with her friend. Just after she had landed in Tokyo, her friends called her saying that they had reached too. She went directly to meet them and ended up having a girls' night out for all time sake which stretched till the morning hours. Getting up late, her friends had dragged her again for a shopping spree stating that they had never shopped in Tokyo. They even forcibly took her to a beauty parlor saying that she badly needed a makeover. Losing track of the time in merriment, they ended up being really late for the gathering at Urahara's place.
"Sweety, you know that if we go back now…it would be better not going to the director's place," Nel answered. Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck was a costume designer by profession with bluish green hair and hazel eyes. She had a large scar coming down from her forehead to her nose, from an accident she had when she was a child but it in no way marred her beauty instead it only added to her attractiveness. "And besides you look exquisite, right Momo?"
"Yes…Rukia you look dashing…you'll have every guy at the party floored." Momo Hinamori was a sweet woman with brown eyes and black hair which she mostly pulled into a bun. The three of them had met in Istituto Marangoni, Milan while aspiring to be costume designers.
"I don't want that," Rukia whined. The three of them were in a limo heading for the director's place. "How about we just don't go the gathering? Instead go to some other place?"
"Rukz…Momo and I have never meet the director nor the cast. Do you think it's a good idea to skip the formalities?" Nel asked, "Or is it that you don't want to meet some certain someone?"
"No, it's not like that…oh well, might as well be the party crashers," Rukia replied.
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The party was in full swing; everyone was in high-spirit and having fun. Ichigo and his group were still at their table. Senna was pestering Ichigo to dance but he won't move. Renji couldn't leave Tatsuki alone as she didn't know anybody apart from them and he wasn't going to ask her of all people for a dance.
"My…is it a funeral?" Urahara spoke coming to their table. "Enjoy while it last because there won't be a party till the filming ends…anyway I wanted to formally introduce you all to Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez and Clara Anderson." He moved to the left to introduce them. "And this is Kurosaki Ichigo, Tanaka Senna…you might have heard about them…and this is Abarai Renji, the great Japanese footballer and Tatsuki Arisawa, a member of the Special Security Team."
"So I finally get to meet the great Kurosaki…I might say there's nothing special about you. How about you ditch that guy of yours and let me show you a great time?" Grimmjow teased Senna.
"I could say the same about you… and leave the lady alone," Ichigo casually answered.
Their eyes locked. "Stop it Grimmjow…I'm sorry…sometimes his idea of fun is different..." Clara stepped in. "It will be a pleasure working with you." She offered Ichigo her hand.
"I hope so too," Ichigo replied shaking her hand. "Jeez, Clara…..you are such a spoil sport," Grimmjow took a glass of champagne from the waiter. "So where are all the beautiful women," he questioned taking a gulp.
Renji stopped Tatsuki before she created a scene by grabbing her arm. "My, my…now that's my kind of woman," Grimmjow whistled.
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The three of them finally reached their destination. Rukia looked at the crowd searching for Urahara but it was useless. She couldn't make him out in the sea of people. So left with no choice, she asked her friends to follow her. It was hard making her way through the crowd because of her small stature and with the way the guys were staring at her, she was feeling uncomfortable. Only Nel loved the attention.
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Grimmjow finished his drink in one go and made his way towards the woman. He aided the woman and her friends from the crowd and guided them to the table. Ichigo looked at the three strangers. One had a shocking bluish green hair with a huge bosom, the other was a frail and sweet girl with a bun but the third one caught his attention. She was wearing a short backless violet dress with spaghetti straps and plunging neckline. Her skin was creamy white and flawless. Even though she was short, she had great shapely legs. Her hair was set in a French bun and her dress only seemed to accentuate her violet colored eyes. She had no make-up except for a light lip gloss.
Ichigo couldn't believe what he was seeing when it finally hit him. He had never seen her like that. Without thinking, he called out her name, "Rukia."
On hearing her name being called, she turned her head only to find out that it was Ichigo. "Ichigo?" she exclaimed. She was hoping that he had left. Their eyes meet but she broke it off unable to take the intensity of his look. "Rukia, is that really you?" Tatsuki was looking at her. It was then that Rukia realized that all her friends were there.
"Yes it's me, Tatsuki…"Rukia answered, "Hello Renji."
Tatsuki gave a whistle, "You sure look different…in a good way." Rukia squirmed under the scrutiny of her friends. "But why are you here?" she enquired.
"Rukia…there you are…I was beginning to wonder that you had changed your mind," Urahara came at that moment with Yoruichi. "Well all my key players are here. Oh…I forgot only Ichigo knows about her…this charming young lady out here is the costume designer for the movie….and she goes by the name of Kuchiki Rukia."
"What? Ichigo, you knew that from before?" Tatsuki yelled. "How can that be possible?" Renji questioned while Grimmjow went, "You mean to say she's Kuchiki Rukia of the Kuchiki Enterprises?"
Thankfully the music was loud enough to muffle their cries. "See Rukia….you sure are a hit," Yoruichi whispered in Rukia ears. "Now, now people…quiet down or you will create a scene….I asked Ichigo not to tell anyone….yes it is possible Renji and yes Grimmjow…she's Kuchiki Rukia…and before you all say anything, she's doing this job as a favor to me, so respect that…and excuse us, we've other guests to see to…enjoy the party," Urahara answered and linking Yoruichi's arm with his, they left without another word.
"Guess it's just my luck to meet such a divine creature who turned out to be a Kuchiki," Grimmjow said while stroking her shoulder. Watching his antic irritated Ichigo but before he could do something, a hand grabbed Grimmjow's shoulder, "I won't do that if I were you." It was the woman with the bluish green hair.
"Look lady, we will have fun later but right now I'm occupied," he replied and turned his attention to Rukia. "Get your hands off me…" Rukia said in an icy tone. "What did you…." the words were knocked off him as he hit the floor. Rukia in a flash had him on the floor with his arm twisted behind his back. "Don't ever touch me again," she warned him and then let go. "I told you but you didn't listen," Nel bent over and told him with a smile.
The viewers were stunned for words. "Rukia, when did you learn to do that?" Tatsuki asked with admiration. Realizing her folly Rukia apologized, "I'm sorry for my actions…" Tatsuki was already near her, "Don't be…it was the best show of the night…don't you agree?" she turned to her friends.
Renji clapped, "It was mind blowing….guess she still is the Rukia we know." All the time Senna had remained a silent spectator wondering what was happening. She had caught Ichigo staring at the woman like a fool when she came but the way he had reacted when that guy had touched her was a blow to her. Never had Ichigo showed any emotion with her or anyone. Senna had to ask, "Excuse me but how do you all know each other?"
Ichigo as expected didn't answer her. Renji reading the situation replied, "She's an old friend of ours…Rukia…come and meet Senna." Rukia came over to the table and with a smile said, "Hi…I'm Kuchiki Rukia…"
"I'm Senna, Ichigo's girlfriend" she stated. "I know….I have heard a lot about you," Rukia replied. "That's funny 'coz I haven't heard anything about you," Senna replied back. "I guess that's because there's nothing interesting about me," Rukia answered with a chuckle.
"Oh, I totally forgot to introduce you to my friends and colleagues," Rukia said, "This is Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck and Momo Hinamori…and these are my childhood friends…Tatsuki Arisawa, Abarai Renji, Kuosaki Ichigo and his girl friend Tanaka Senna."
"Itsygo….I finally get to meet you" Nel ecstatically screamed. "I'm such a huge fan of yours." Ichigo nearly feel off his chair when the girl screamed his name. Getting over the scare he said, "Thank you..."
"Sometimes our friend here gets too carried away…anyway it's always a pleasure to meet any friends of Rukia," Momo offered with a slight bow. "Momo you always get in my way…so what's a girl got to do to get a drink out here?" Nel asked looking around.
"Ah…jeez…self defense my ass…luckily nothing's broken…" Grimmjow whined flexing his muscles. He came towards them, "For landing me on my ass…let me at least offer you the drinks…hey waiter get martinis for the ladies and make it fast." They were all astonished not by his appearance but with his calmness. Stopping near Rukia he said, "Guess I should have seen that coming…would expect nothing less from a Kuchiki…we started off on a wrong foot, so let's give it another shot…I'm Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, an actor…nice to meet you.." he finished it by offering his hand.
"You are something aren't you….I like it," Nel commented. Rukia eyed him incredulously; she didn't know whether to just shoot him or to call the security. After a full minute staring at him, she slowly offered her hand, "Kuchiki Rukia, costume designer….hope I didn't injure you."
"It would be hard to injure a guy like me physically…and don't worry, I have learnt my lesson," he said with both his hands up. Flashing a smile she replied, "I am glad you did…anyways meet my friends…"
"This is sweet Hinamori Momo and this must be the feisty Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck," he intervened offering the two of them the drinks, "I may have been floored but my hearing and intuition are always acute." He presented her with a drink, "And one for you Bella Donna."
"Grazie," she politely answered taking the glass of martini.
"Rukz….I am impressed…you are actually being friendly with a guy," Momo teased her. "Remember those days in college…people used to call you the heart breaker and the ice maiden," Nel joined in on the fun. "Yes, I remember…just how many guys did she slay with just one glance," Momo added. "Ah…wait. Do you remember the time when she got drunk and was going on and on about a dandelion…" Nel said with a grin.
"That's enough you two…no one's interested about my past," Rukia hissed at them. Her friends always had a knack of telling her stories to just about anyone and it was really embarrassing at times specially now.
"But yeah you are right Nel…who gets drunk and talks about a flower," Momo started laughing remembering the incident. Rukia was just praying that none of her other friends had heard that. "Wait" Tatsuki came near Momo, "When did that incident happen?" Rukia simply wanted to dug a hole there and hide herself.
"Hmmm…let's see…that was like three or four years back when we were in our final year," Momo answered. "Are you sure she was talking about a dandelion?" Tatsuki enquired.
"Yes…we remember it because it was so silly," Nel replied coming closer, "But why would you be interested in that…it's just a flower or is there something to it?"
Tatsuki chuckled, "Yes I guess so…coz' ever since she was a kid, she liked dandelion a lot…Isn't it right Renji, Ichigo?"
"What are you talking about?" Renji asked not having heard the conversation being busy talking with the actress Clara. Tatsuki couldn't have asked for a bettertiming, "It seems our friend Rukia got drunk once and was talking on and on about a….DANDELION." Ichigo turned his head so fast on hearing the word dandelion that he knocked the glass from the table. Everyone around the table turned to Ichigo at the sound of the crash expect for Rukia. "Sorry…my fault," he muttered with a lopsided grin.
"Dandelion you say?" Renji exclaimed. "Yes….it was such a funny sight…she was fine the first few drinks but after sometime, she started crying 'I miss dandelion so much' and how the dandelion was her's only…we were laughing our asses off," Nel answered with a chuckle.
"Knock it off…you guys," Rukia warned through gritted teeth. She was wishing that the ground would just swallow her up. "Well I'm lucky to be getting the info first hand," Grimmjow said taking a gulp of the martini.
"Hey Ichigo…do you know if there was any dandelion back then?" Tatsuki asked with a devious smile. "I don't know anything about that?" he replied.
"Hey what are you doing?" Ichigo shouted at Renji who was looking at his face intently. "You are blushing…why would you blush if you don't know anything?" Renji asked plainly. Even Senna was surprise to see him blush. "I don't blush…now get your monkey face away from me," Ichigo objected shoving Renji's face away.
"Would you like to dance?" Rukia grabbed Grimmjow's arm and lead him to the dance floor without giving him a chance to reply back. Watching the two of them leave Momo said, "That's funny…I have never seen her being so forward."
"Yes…it's as if she wants to hide something…" Nel turned to Ichigo and asked, "Does it have something to do with you?"
Ichigo nearly choked on the question, "It has nothing to do with me." He cursed under his breath, "Damn, I screwed it."
"If you will excuse me, I'll go to the rest room," Senna stood up and excused herself. "She looks mad," Tatsuki said after her exit. "She sure does…" Nel added. "So Ichigo now you can tell us…why did you blush?" Renji teased. "I said I don't blush…and where's your date…the actress Clara?"
"Guess she got tired of all the commotion and left," Renji answered, "But that's not what we are talking about…" Ichigo looked around the table to find four faces staring at him. He didn't know when the three girls had taken a seat but having all the eyes on him was making him sweat. Fiddling with his necktie he tried his best to come across as calm as possible, "Like I said I have no idea about dandelions or any flowers."
With a mischievous grin Nel hollered, "Wow…way to go Rukia…..would you look at that…she sure can move…" All the heads turned to the dance floor. Tatsuki whistled, "I never knew she could dance." Renji commented, "That's our tomboy friend?" Momo added, "Grimmjow sure is a lucky guy….getting the chance to touch her body…"
What Rukia lacked in stature, she made it up with other attributes. To start with she had a great body, creamy porcelain skin but mostly it was her big violet eyes that made the guys go crazy. And the way she was moving on the dance floor was altogether making the guys more envious of the lucky guy who was dancing with her. Grimmjow loved the attention as well as the feel of the small body dancing close to him. He now had a chance to touch her without being thrown off his ass.
Watching Rukia dance with Grimmjow was somehow making Ichigo's blood boil. He couldn't understand why but he just didn't like the guy's hand on her body. But he would rather die than see his friends' gloat, "Well if she likes it then we don't have any say in it." All the eyes were again focused on him.
"What now?" Ichigo asked.
"Yeah….you're right…" Tatsuki said reclining back on the chair, "But it sure looks fun…let's all hit the dance floor. "You said it girl…let's all go," Nel enthusiastically agreed.
"I don't dance, so don't drag me," Ichigo stated. "Are you sure?" Momo chimed in. "Ya…I'm positive," he replied back but his eyes were still following the couple on the dance floor.
"Ichigo, let's dance!" ordered Senna coming back from the rest room. Renji spoke without giving a chance to Ichigo to reply back, "You know what Senna…I have always wanted to dance with you…so if Ichigo doesn't mind…would you care to have this dance with me?" Senna had to choice but to accept Renji's offer. As he guided her to the dance floor, Renji turned and winked at Ichigo.
Ichigo grinned. Sometimes his friends just knew how to pull him out from a tight situation. When it came to dancing he felt he had two left feet and as such, he had never like dancing. Sitting alone at the table he saw his friends as well as Rukia's friends enjoying. Tatsuki was surprisingly getting well with the Nel and Momo. It did look as though the three of them were plotting something instead of dancing as they were huddled together in a circle. They nodded their heads as if agreeing on something and then they went to the spot where Rukia and Grimmjow were dancing. The three girls somehow managed to separate the two and pushing her aside, they started to dance with him.
Rukia had no idea what her friends were upto but not wanting to dance alone she left the dance floor. She made her way to the table only to find Ichigo alone.
Ichigo saw Rukia hesitate. He was sure that she was going to turn back but to his surprise she came over to the table. "Mind if I take a seat?" she asked him.
"I don't own the chairs," he retorted. Rukia smiled and took a seat, "And where's your girl…I thought you would be dancing with her?"
He just moved his head in the direction of the dance floor in reply. She followed his eyes to find Renji dancing with Senna. "You still haven't changed in that arena," she mentioned with amusement.
"And what's that suppose to mean," he enquired with a raised eyebrow. "Face it…you can never dance…even during the schooldays, the dance instructor always had a hard time with you," she reminded him. Ichigo kept his mouth shut and settled for a hard look.
"And what's with the look…it's that suppose to scare me…jeez…I was just telling the truth," she hit back with a chuckle. He tried not to answer her but it was it impossible. "Look who's talking…remember what the art teacher told you…'Maybe it's better if you change your ambition'…was it not?" he retaliated with a smirk. They locked eyes; both of them not backing off.
With a sigh, Rukia looked away, "We are both too headstrong for our own good…anyway since we have to work together for the next few months…I hope we can put our differences aside."
"…."
"That's all you to have to say," she give him a questioning look. "Guess I don't have any choice…fine…till the movie shot ends, I'll try to put up with you," he answered folding his arms cross his chest.
"What did you just say? It's me who has to put up with your stupidity and over the top ego," she said coldly. "There you go again…it's not me who has an ego problem…it's you with your freaking 'oh...I'm a Kuchiki, don't mess with me' attitude," he snapped at her.
"Really…and what about your 'look at me, I am a movie star and I can do whatever I want' attitude?"
"At least I am who I am unlike you who goes from 'hey I'm Rukia, I'm sweet' one moment to 'I'm Rukia, bow down before me' the next…" he replied back imitating her voice.
"Well unlike you I don't throw tantrums like a kid…" she countered.
"And unlike you I don't keep up false pretenses."
"Oh really…act all mighty but you are still a mama's boy, aren't you," she said leaning forward.
"Don't bring my mother into the conversation…and what about you…you say this and that but you can't go against your brother's wishes." He leaned forward, his voice hardening as he spoke.
"Someone like you won't understand Ni-sama…" the anger was slowly creeping even to her voice.
"I don't even want to know him," he spewed out the words at her.
Their heads were almost touching but they didn't realize the proximity being so full of anger. Amber and violet locked on like magnets. "I'm warning you Ichigo…don't try my patience."
"Don't even go there Rukia…like you can do anything" he shot back contemptuously.
"….." with a devious grin she leaned back, picked a glass from the table and threw whatever was inside it at him. The wine splashed at his face and clothes. Getting up, he looked down at her. She was sitting, the glass still in hand, with a smug look. "That will leave a mark on our jacket…send me the dry cleaners bill," she laughed.
"Well two can play the game," he picked up his full glass of champagne and emptied it on her. "Why you…." she got up wiping the drink from her face, "Gawd…you asshole."
He was grinning but he stopped when he realized what he had done. The drink had gotten the upper half of her dress wet. It now clung to her body like a second skin, leaving nothing to the imagination. He could make out everything and the droplets on her body only made it worse. His face went red and he quickly turned his head.
"And why are you turning your head…don't tell me now you are ashamed of your actions?" she yelled.
"Umm…Rukia…I don't that's the reason," a soft voice answered her. Rukia turned her head to find all of her friends including Grimmjow and Senna looking at them.
"How long were you guys here?" Rukia asked feeling really uneasy. "Oh…long enough to see you guys playing with your drinks," Renji answered with a smirk.
She was simply speechless. To think that they have seen her losing her cool was agonizing. If her brother was there, he would have been really disappointed with her actions. She fumbled for words but nothing came out. "Anyway you'll catch a cold if you stay in that dress," Nel pointed out with a grin.
Rukia looked at herself. The dress was almost wet and clinging to her, her neckline had plummeted even lower. "Here take this…" she looked up to find Ichigo offering his jacket. He wasn't even looking at her. Muttering a thank you, she grabbed it without a second's thought. "Umm…well I have to call it a night…we have lots of work to do tomorrow…so if you will excuse us, we'll be taking our leave…Nel, Momo…let's go," Rukia couldn't even consider spending another minute in that awkward situation.
Hastily saying their goodbyes, her two friends followed her. After they had left, Grimmjow went near Ichigo and in a low voice that only he can hear said, "You sly dog…but I'm warning you…back off…I have my sights set on her." He then casually proceeded towards the dance floor. Ichigo stared at his retreating back, the anger threatening to consume him. He would have hit him then and there if his friend hadn't been there. Renji grabbed his shoulder, "So what did that scum bag say?"
Coming back to his senses, Ichigo replied, "Nothing…anyways I'm leaving…I need to take a bath and change." He saw Senna making a move towards him, "If you don't mind Senna…I want to be alone tonight…Renji, do me a favor and please drop her home."
All Senna could do was watch Ichigo leave and she couldn't do anything about it. It was the first time she had seen him like that. She overheard Tatsuki and Renji talking. "We need to do something about them," Tatsuki said. Renji was quiet for a while, "All I due time but I have a plan."
i know Grimmjow was OC but i dont know but i just love him...i didnt want to depict him as an ass...anyways this way he sure will be a threat to Ichigo...
and about ichigo and rukia...i have some things planned...i sorta want to prolong their story...
and please leave a review or lemme know exactly what i'm doing wrong if you find anything amiss.
thank you...^_^
