Thank you Scarlotte O'Hara, Eliza Writes, DarkraiFanGirl, untouchable hexing witch, and Raerianna.
R U comin 2 the club tonight?
Sure. I will c if my roommate wants 2 come.
Good. C u then doll.
Nell closed her phone. It was Saturday and she had just finished texting Renji. It was now 5:00 PM and she was heading home from work after a very busy day. Ichigo had been able to go back to work at his company with his father the previous day since his arm wasn't hurting like it had been. He kept it in a sling for a few days, but then took it out saying that it looked stupid. That was something that air head would say.
Nell hadn't seen Nnoitra or his stalker since the day they had sex...again. She had every fiber in her being wanting to ask him about this strange Tetyana. Why was she claiming Nnoitra was her boyfriend? Something didn't seem right about the blonde and Nelliel felt herself becoming possessive over the tall male. That was stupid; he wasn't her boyfriend either. Nell decided to just wait and see what happened. Nnoitra was in her thoughts more often than she liked to admit, but she wasn't going to hunt him down. Nell had some form of class.
Nell entered her apartment and saw Ichigo in the kitchen. She recognized the smells wafting deliciously and her mouth nearly watered. She walked into the kitchen, lying her purse on the counter then leaned her elbows on the marble counter top. She sniffed rather obnoxiously and smiled, smiling up at her best friend.
"You're making stuffed bell peppers."
Ichigo turned and smiled at her. "I know you love them. Thought I'd be nice to you for once."
"Oh stop it you sap." She giggled pushing him away gently. "It smells great."
"It will be done in about ten minutes," he said turning back to the stove. "You can wait that long can't you?"
"Shut up," she said playfully as she moved to the refrigerator to get something to drink. She poured herself some apple juice and turned to face him. "Got any plans tonight?
"Nah," he said facing her. "What you wanna do?"
Ichigo already knew that any time Nell asked him if he had any plans, she had some in mind. Nell sipped on her juice.
"A friend of mine wants to go to Club Los Noches tonight," she said. "Wanna come?"
"Sure why not," Ichigo responded. He spun Nell around and pressed up against her back. "I can still dance even with a broken arm."
Nell grasped his hand and spun herself around. "Of course. You can bring your little friend if you want."
Ichigo chuckled knowing she was talking about Rukia. "Alright I'll give her a call."
They conversed for a little while before hearing the ding of the oven. They battled, each trying to get the first one. Ichigo burned his hand on the pan because he tried to take it out without an oven mitt. Nell laughed as he cursed and ran his hand under cold water. She took it out and then permitted him to have the first one.
Nnoitra had been lifting weights for nearly two hours on his day off. He had removed his shirt long ago after it had been completely soaked through. He was now bench pressing 350 pounds for nearly thirty minutes doing twenty reps at a time. His smile was on his face as he grunted every time he pushed the weights up.
That weird girl was in the gym also. She was running on the tread mill, but she was staring hard at him. She didn't seem to have any shame about it either. Something was very familiar about her, but he was sure he never met the creepy bitch before. He was finally irritated with her looking at him like he was some circus act. Nnoitra slammed the weights back in place and sat up. He walked over to her and she nearly tripped on the tread mill before turning it off.
"Why the hell are you always staring at me?" Nnoitra questioned angrily. "Every fucking where I go around here, you're there with your damn eyes bulging out at me."
He placed his hands on either one of the rails on the tread mill, forcing the girl to fall and sit on it. The girl's eyes traveled from his legs, stopping slowly over his firmly built stomach and chest, finally meeting his dark purple eyes with her nearly grey ones. Nnoitra hoisted her up by her pink t shirt.
"Well?! Answer me when I ask you a fucking question!"
She continued to stare at him. Her hand ran over the one that had her lifted off her feet. A smile worked its way across her face.
"Nnoitra," she whispered softly.
His eyes widened. What the hell was wrong with this girl? Any normal girl would have been begging for his forgiveness right now. This girl seemed to enjoy his violent ways. Plus how did she know his name? He dropped her on her ass, thoroughly confused at her response. She stood and looked up at him before moving forward and running a small hand over his sweaty chest. The woman looked up at him underneath long lashes, sultry smile crossing her lips.
"Why don't you come up to my apartment and ah..." She grasped his sides and pressed herself against him. "Have a little fun."
"Tch," Nnoitra said pulling out of her grasp and pushing her back so she fell on her butt once again. "Ain't shit interestin' about you."
He turned and left. Tetyana placed her hand over her heart as she watched him exit the gym.
My love, she whispered in her mind. How strange it is that your harsh words elicit such excitement in my veins. How queer is it that those hard looks you give me warm my heart. Nnoitra, my true love, I will earn your affection. I will be the one to bring you to the blessed embrace of love. No one will ever come between the feelings we share…no one.
Nnoitra jogged up the steps to go take a shower not only to wash off the sweat, but that retarded girl's touch. He swore if she still continued to stare at him like that, he may just end up completely going off on her. On his way up, his phone started ringing. He grasped it and flipped it open.
"What?"
"Yo Lanky!" he heard on the other end. "You coming out tonight?"
Nnoitra grit his teeth in frustration. "If you call me that one more damn time I'll-"
"Your woman did mine and Starrk's hair the other day," Grimmjow interrupted. "She's really good."
"That bitch Nell is not my woman!" Nnoitra shouted while fumbling with his keys.
"Who said I was talking about Nell?" Grimmjow asked slyly.
Nnoitra mentally slapped himself for falling for Grimmjow's trap. "What the hell do ya want?"
"I told you already," Grimmjow responded. "Come out to the club tonight."
With that Grimmjow hung up. Nnoitra closed his phone. Sure, why the hell not? He didn't have anything else planned that night. Entering his apartment, the tall man made a beeline for the shower. It had been quite a few days since he last saw Nell. He had been pretty rude to her when she left, but that was to protect himself. Nnoitra didn't' want anyone getting close to him.
Turning on the shower, Nnoitra stripped from his sweaty clothes and jumped inside. He growled irritably at the shower head that was level with the lower half of his chest instead of his head. Being tall really did have its disadvantages. Grabbing his body wash, he set to scrubbing off the grime. His thoughts returned to Nell; he could picture her clearly in his mind as if she were standing right in front of him. She was so gorgeous, but at the same time, she pissed him the fuck off. Never had he met a woman as strong as she was and there was no doubt Nnoitra was going to attempt to beat her to a pulp again.
At that moment, his stomach started to growl so Nnoitra hurried his shower so he could drink his post work out shake and eat dinner.
It was now 9 o' clock. Nell gave herself a quick once over in the mirror, loving how her tight grey shirt covered in paw prints she'd just picked up a few days ago from the mall. The prints were different colors such as purple, teal, and tan. The sleeves were ruffled cutely off her shoulders, exposed her toned arms. Nelliel goofily made a muscle in the mirror. Dark blue jeans hugged her in all the right places, adding accent to her hips and butt. Purple three inch pumps covered her manicured feet. The top half of her hair was in a ponytail falling into loose curls. The bottom half she had straightened and had hanging on each of her shoulders. Nelliel had to admit she was a good looking woman.
Ichigo soon wandered into the bathroom, asking his roommate to style his hair for him. He liked it spiked in every direction. It was strange, but it fit him. Nelliel noticed her friend was wearing a white t-shirt and a black hoodie over it based off Tim Burton's Alice. Frankly the movie seemed so strange to Nell, but strange was the word that described Tim Burton's amazing creations. Tonight was one of the clubs night's for more casual wear, that's why he wore what he had on. Ichigo had a diamond stud in one of his ears. He stuck his tongue out at her, showing his new tongue piercing. Nell stuck her tongue back at him.
"You think you're cute don't you?" she said as she finished his hair.
"No," he turned to her and smiled slyly. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "I think I'm gorgeous."
"You're so conceited," Nell laughed as she followed him out of the bathroom. Rukia sat waiting for him on the couch. Her eyes raked over him.
"You look very nice," she said smiling at him.
He looked at her, gaze running down her petite frame. "I could say the same."
"Okay before it gets too steamy in here," Nell said breaking the sexual tension. "Let's get going!"
They arrived and the music was heard pounding loudly. Once they entered, Nell looked around for Renji. She led her friends toward where he said he would be. There he sat with his partner conversing. His hand was in the man's lap, his eyes slightly closed and a sultry smile across his lips. She knew that smile anywhere. That smile meant sex, no doubt about it.
"Hi Renji," she called to him.
He looked up at her and smiled genuinely at her. "You made it."
She bent down and wrapped and arm genuinely around his shoulders while Renji waved his hand at the pink haired man. "This is Szayel. Szayel meet Nell."
"I've heard so much about you," Nell said as she smiled at him. She recognized him from the morning after her and Nnoitra's first encounter. "You definitely make Renji happy."
"Oh dear," Szayel said blushing slightly. He leaned into Renji's shoulder. "You truly spoil me. It was nice to see you again…with your clothes on and not a sheet."
"Oh yeah…that" she said with embarrassment. She turned to look at Ichigo and Rukia, clearing her throat at the awkward moment. "This is my best friend Ichigo and his lady friend Rukia."
"Nice to meet all of you," Szayel said. He studied Rukia for a moment. She looked away looking slightly uncomfortable. "You look familiar."
They soon found out why. Grimmjow came forward beaming at Nell. He grasped her in a hug and she returned it laughing.
"Nell, good ta see ya!" he said grinning his model like grin at her. "I should introduce you to the rest of the gang since you already know most of them."
"Sure," Nell responded. "This is my best friend Ichigo and this is Rukia."
Grimmjow's eyes traced over Rukia. She blushed furiously. He chuckled slightly. "Why the hell are you acting like that? There's no reason to be embarrassed."
"What are you talking about?" Ichigo asked.
"Me and her had sex a little while ago," Grimmjow said placing a hand on Ichigo's shoulder. "She's good in bed isn't she?"
Rukia's face flushed beet red and Nell's mouth fell open. Renji looked on with shock and Szayel placed his head in his palm, grumbling about how Grimmjow always picked the wrong time to say things. Ichigo's eyes widened before wrapping his arm around to Grimmjow's other shoulder.
"Hell yeah she is!"
They proceeded to talk about their sexual encounters with Rukia. Rukia's face ad turned the color of a tomato. Her eyes had gone wide, completely in shock at the two males physically acting out their sexual encounters with her. The poor girl had to be more than embarrassed. Rukia fists balled at her sides, indicating she'd finally had enough.
She swung and punched Ichigo in the jaw before swinging around to elbow Grimmjow in the stomach. "Stop being disgusting your perverts!"
"Grimmjow, could you refrain from acting like a child for a little longer than forty seconds?"
Nell turned to see a man with eyes that were emerald green. He did not smile, nor did he look like he was capable of it. A woman with bright orange hair like Ichigo's sat next to him. His hand was folded over hers.
"Ah the stiff himself," Grimmjow said smiling at the man, his breath wheezing a bit from the blow Rukia gave him. "This is Ulquiorra. There's only one more you have to meet."
"That's me," a woman said standing up. She swayed slightly, indicating that she was partially drunk. "I'm Harribel."
"Nice to meet the both of you," Nell said kindly.
"You slept with Nnoitra right?" Harribel asked, moving down to stand in front of Nell. "Tell me, what's he like in bed?"
Now it was Nell's turn to be embarrassed. She had no idea what to say. She never thought one of his friends would ask her a question like that especially out in the open. It was obvious that Harribel's liquor was talking more than she was. Nell desperately wished she had something to sip on to cover for her loss of words.
"If you wanna know then you should have asked me, you drunk bitch."
Nell's heart sped up while dread filled her being. She searched where the voice came from and over in the corner sitting across from Starrk, who was occupied by a woman attached to his mouth, sat Nnoitra. He smiled as he stood up. His eyes trailed over her body. He rubbed his bony hands together as he stepped in front of her. Nell looked up at him.
What is it about this man? she thought as she felt her knees feeling a little weak.
Suddenly she remembered that Ichigo was standing behind her. She could nearly feel the heat of anger radiating from him. She turned to him. His face was hardened as he glared at Nnoitra. Nnoitra only continued to smile.
"How's your arm?" Nnoitra mocked.
"It will feel better once I shove it up your ass," Ichigo spat.
"You would like that wouldn't you?" Nnoitra responded. "I don't think you want me to break the other one so I suggest you shut the fuck up."
Ichigo lunged at Nnoitra, but Grimmjow, Nell, and Rukia held him back.
"Ichigo please," Nell begged. "Don't let him get to you like this."
His eyes did not meet hers. He continued to breathe heavily and stood glaring at Nnoitra. Nell stood in front of him and placed her hands on either side of his face.
"Hey," she said forcing him to look at her. "You will not this bother you so easily. Since when did little things like that get you worked up?"
He did not respond, but his shoulders noticeably relaxed. He wrapped his arms protectively around Nell. She laid her head on his shoulder. Ichigo's arm that wasn't casted rested on the top of her head.
"You're right Nell," he said gently. "I'm sorry."
"It's alright Ichigo," she responded as she pulled him to arm's length. "Why don't you two go get something to drink?"
Ichigo gave Nnoitra another dirty look before leaving with Grimmjow and Rukia. Nell hoped that Grimmjow would be able to explain some things to Ichigo about Nnoitra. She turned to him, her face serious.
"Why the do you always have to start a fight?" She questioned calmly, her hands by her sides.
"Because I can of course," he said simply, eager to see her reaction.
