A/N: Have you ever noticed that probably a good 1k or more of an author's word count comes from their notes and disclaimers? Random thought, but for some reason I felt like sharing. I'll do an official word count when this thing is over with haha!

Anyway, you guys are amazing and wonderful! I say that with every chapter but I won't stop until the story is over with. I try to reply to the reviews but I get busy with other things, so sorry about that. I am appreciative of each review, favorite-ing, and whatnot heehee!

The main thing I wanted to say was: enjoy this chapter because it's going to get more intense in the next! Dun, dun, duuunnnn...a little sneak preview without much of a preview! No seriously, it's going to start rolling and I already have the next chapter mapped out (sadly in my mind and not on paper). So enjoy this easy-going chapter for all its worth cause the story is gonna get bumpy. Or at least I'm going to try and make it bumpy, yeah. Okay, I'm done rambling. Enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Bleach


Nel's eyes slowly opened as sleep started to pull away from her. She yawned and closed her eyes again, not wanting to move from her comfortable spot. She had not had a good sleep for a while now so it was a treat that she did not want to give up. Nel yawned again and stretched her body out before curling back up and twisting to get even more comfortable.

"Damnit, woman! You keep moving around like that and there are going to be consequences."

Nel's eyes snapped open and she jerked upwards. Her hands pushed against Grimmjow's stomach and her fingers twisted up in his t-shirt.

"W-what?" she asked. "What the hell are you doing?"

Grimmjow yawned, "whatcha mean?"

"Taking advantage of me!"

"You're the one who fell asleep on top of me," he grunted.

Nel sat up and rubbed at her eyes, "I did?"

"Yeah."

"Oh."

Grimmjow sat up, causing Nel to get tangled up in his legs and making her fall forward.

"Mornin'," Grimmjow smirked.

Nel's lips were about an inch away from his and her breath hitched when she thought about how it would feel like to kiss those lips.

"Morning," she whispered, her tongue darting out to lick her lips.

Grimmjow growled and pulled her close, "you drooled on my shirt."

"Uh…sorry," she offered.

"If you're really sorry you should show that you mean it," he prompted her.

Nel raised an eyebrow and giggled, "is that so?"

"Definitely."

They both moved to close the rest of the distance between them when the telephone shrilled, sending them both jolting away from each other.

"I-I-I'm going to go get dressed," Nel stammered, jumping off the couch.

"Can you answer that?" she shouted at him as she ran off to her room.

"What am I, your answering service?"

"Thank you!"

Grimmjow blew out a breath of frustration, running his hand through his hair before picking up the phone.

"Yeah?" he snapped out.

Meanwhile in the bedroom Nel was getting dressed quickly in her work uniform. She was fifteen minutes late and if she hurried up, there still might be a chance she could keep her job. She rushed off to the bathroom to wash her face, splashing cold water on her skin before switching it over to warm.

'Oh my, I almost kissed him! I almost kissed Grimmjow and I barely know him at all! What the hell was I thinking?'

Nel finished washing her face and then drying it with a towel. She picked up her toothbrush and began to scrub away at her teeth.

'You were thinking about how sexy he was looking and how delicious his lips were. You know you wanted to taste them and I'm sure he wanted a taste as well, that's what you were thinking.'

"Shuddup, shuddup, shuddup!" she muttered through the toothbrush and toothpaste.

She finished getting ready, brushing her hair and putting it back up into a pony tail. Nel walked out of the bathroom and spotted Grimmjow sitting on her couch with a pleased look on his face.

"Who was it?" she asked, slipping her socks on.

"Your work."

Nel paled, "and?"

"I don't know," Grimmjow scratched at his chin. "Wanna hear something good or bad?"

Nel cried out, sliding to the floor in despair, "I'm fired? Oh god I'm fired!"

Grimmjow waved his hands, "calm down, woman you're not fired!"

She lifted up her tear stained face and sniffled, "I'm not?"

"Nope, but you were close. Luckily I was able to talk your boss out of it."

"You talked to him?" she stood up quickly and raced at him, grabbing at his shirt and tugging.

"What did you say?"

Grimmjow took her hands in his and squeezed them, "I just told him you were sick."

"But the manager…he never buys sick calls."

"He did with this one."

"How?"

Grimmjow pulled her down so that she was sitting on his lap. Nel blushed and tried inching off but he kept her still.

"I told him that I was a house-call doctor and you have a twenty-four hour stomach virus."

Nel smacked him upside the head and slid off his lap, her hands on her hips and her eyes furiously glaring, "YOU DID WHAT?"

"Geez," he rubbed the side of his head.

"You impersonated a doctor!" she gasped and covered her mouth and began to pace back and forth. "You could go to jail! If my manager decides to check you out-you gave a name?"

Grimmjow nodded his head.

"Oh no, you shouldn't have done that!"

Grimmjow stood up and grabbed her by the arms and gave her a firm shake, "calm down!"

Nel stopped her babbling.

"You don't think I have connections? I wasn't finished to begin with. I told him that I was working underneath a doctor and was taking house calls. A doctor that even you know."

Nel slowly nodded her head and then shook it.

Grimmjow sighed, "are you that slow?"

"Shut up! You did something illegal!"

"Feh, I'm sure Kurosaki will cover for me if I give him a call."

Nel's eyes lit up in realization as it dawned on her, "ohhhh…YOU IDIOT! YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT ANY WAY!"

Grimmjow was smacked upside the head again as Nel began to belt him with her hands several times.

"I'll call him right now if you'll stop hitting me!"

Nel's hand was in mid-air and she lowered it, "okay."

Grimmjow muttered curses under his breath as he picked up the phone and dialed Ichigo's number. Nel listened as best she could but all she could hear was yelling on the other end of the phone, obviously from Ichigo. Grimmjow kept egging him on but when he explained what he did was for Nel, the yelling seemed to cease.

"Yeah, yeah, you're gonna kick my ass," Grimmjow rolled his eyes.

After a minute of a few more insults, Grimmjow finally hung up the phone.

"Well?"

"It's covered."

Nel sighed in relief.

"If it is questioned then Ichigo will cover for me, I told you I have connections," Grimmjow tossed the phone onto the couch.

"Besides, I don't see why you care so much about me getting in trouble with the law."

"I don't," Nel lied.

Grimmjow knew she was lying as well but let it slide, "feh, go get ready."

"For what?"

"Just change out of that," he sniffed at her work uniform.

Nel frowned, "I would be on my way if it wasn't for you."

"You told me to answer the phone and thanks to me, I saved your ass from losing your job. Now go change!" he shouted at her, pointing in the direction of her room.

Nel 'hmphed" and made her way back to her room to change into something more casual. She slipped on a pair of jeans that hugged her curves and yanked a purple shirt over her head.

"Better?"

"Much, now let's go."

"Where to?" she asked.

"Gotta change and then we can go get breakfast," Grimmjow slipped his feet into his shoes, taking his keys off of the key rack.

"Oh," Nel said and walked over to where her shoes were. "Do I have a choice in the matter?"

"Not really."

"And if I get caught playing hooky?"

"It'll be fun, won't it?"

Nel sucked in her cheeks, "you're paying."


Grimmjow drove them to his place and Nel's jaw nearly dropped in awe. The house was huge, much bigger than Harribel's. Grimmjow chuckled at her because her hands were pressed up the cars window and her breath was fogging it up.

"Shocked."

"No, I-"

"What? Thought I live in a rundown rats nest? I think not."

"I wasn't going to say that," Nel removed her hands from the window and placed them in her lap.

"What were you going to say?" he asked, putting the car into park and shutting it off.

"I don't know now."

"Feh, just because I have had trouble here and there doesn't mean I was born in a broke down place," Grimmjow spat, taking off his seatbelt and exiting the car.

Nel followed suit and climbed out the car, shutting the door behind her, "I wasn't either, you know!"

"Didn't say you were."

Nel stopped walking and stared at the ground. Grimmjow sensed she wasn't moving behind him and stopped, taking a deep breath before turning around.

"Will you stop crying!"

Nel snapped her head up and wiped at her eyes, "I'm not!"

"I wasn't even saying anything about you or your living conditions. Shit happens to people. Hell you'll probably wind up in a mansion one of these days."

"But you make it sound like it's bad to live in a place that isn't so luxurious," she sniffled.

"And you were trying to assume that I come from the sewers and that's where I should live," he countered.

"No, I wasn't. I was just surprised and you cut me off before I could even finish," she glared at him.

"Besides, I was just in awe at the place, it's really beautiful. You and Tia are lucky," she sighed. "I wish I could have a place like this."

"Meh, come on," Grimmjow put his arm around her shoulders and led her up to the porch and inside.

While Grimmjow changed, Nel explored the inside of the house. It was huge inside, although a bit empty. There were a few pieces of furniture that blended in with the plain white walls. There were no photos, which Nel was trying to find, nor were there many decorations. It seemed like a ghost house and she wondered if his bedroom was like that.

Nel blushed, 'don't think about his room!'

"You ready to go?"

Nel jumped.

"Had fun snooping around?"

"I wasn't…not really…it's not like you have anything here!" she crossed her arms over her chest.

Grimmjow shrugged, "I sold most of the shit in here."

"Why?"

"It was my parents, didn't want it here anymore."

Nel was curious now, "why? What happened?"

"You ready to go?"

Nel slowly nodded her head. It was apparent that he did not want to talk about it but she hoped that he would open up and explain why one of these days.

"Yes, let's go."

Grimmjow locked up the place before they took off to leave.


"When you said breakfast I didn't think of this," Nel poked at her rubbery egg that was sitting between a sausage patty and biscuit.

Grimmjow finished off his second breakfast biscuit and was now drinking his coffee, "you didn't expect something fancy, did you?"

"I don't know," Nel plucked the egg off and placed it in the bag.

"We haven't even had our first date yet."

Nel shot him a look, "is that what you're waiting for?"

He shrugged, "last night didn't count."

Nel bit into the biscuit and sausage and mumbled something.

"What was that? You want to go out tonight?" he teased.

Nel swallowed what was in her mouth, "stop messing around."

"You want me to be serious?"

Nel's heart raced, one minute he was joking and the next he sounded serious. It was becoming an emotional rollercoaster with him and she did not know where the ride would end or if it would actually come to an end.

"Don't joke around with things like that."

Grimmjow put his coffee into the coffee holder in his car and started up the car, "fine."

"Where are we going?" Nel asked, finishing off her meal.

"You want a first date, don't you?"

"I-uh-" her mouth was open and she was unable to formulate any words.

Grimmjow put the car into drive and took off, "that's what I thought."

"Here we are."

"The movies?"

"That's what every girl wants right? To see the movies, a nice meal-"

"You bought me McDonald's."

Grimmjow exited the car and quickly walked over before Nel could open her door. He held it open for her and she climbed out. He locked it up and took her by the hand, walking up to the doors.

"Anything in mind?"

"Well there was one movie-"


Grimmjow shoved a handful of popcorn into his mouth and hoped that the kernels would choke him so he would not have to watch more of this movie. It was not so bad but the overall plotline sucked and there was nothing blowing up.

'At least it's not a chick flick,' he thought.

Nel sighed in contention, her eyes glued to the movie screen. She barely touched her popcorn or her soda as she was drug into the storyline of the movie and its characters.

Grimmjow tossed his empty bag of popcorn to the floor and kept his eyes on Nel. He found it more entertaining than the movie itself. Her facial expressions changed with each passing scene. One minute her eyes would be wide and full of surprise, then the next they would turn sad and then light up with happiness and laughter. He felt himself becoming more entranced by her with each minute they spent together.

'She really is something else,' he thought.

And unlike other past girlfriends of his, Nel was the only one to put up with his cocky attitude and abrasive personality and they were not even dating.

'Yet,' Grimmjow smirked.

Most would call him every name in the book and be done with him. With Nel, she would call him every name in the book and then carry on with whatever they were talking about in a calmly fashion. He was able to get under her skin and bother her, and when he did it was fun watching her get fired up. But when she calmed herself down, she easily brushed it aside and that was what drew him closer to her. No matter what he did, she kept coming back for more.

'Must be a masochist…heh…that could be fun.'

Grimmjow was so far into his thoughts, which had turned perverted and sent him spiraling into a fantasy, that he did not hear Nel calling his name.

"Good grief, it's like talking to the dead!" she cried out in anger.

"GRIMMJOW!" she shouted in his ear.

"Fuck!" Grimmjow held his ear as he jerked back.

"Finally, I've been trying to get your attention for three minutes now!"

Grimmjow glared at her, "what do you want?"

"The movie is over, come on," she stood up, motioning with her hand for him to follow.

He made a move to pick up his mess but then shrugged, 'let the employees get it.'

Nel on the other hand, threw away her trash and when they exited the theater, she covered her eyes to keep herself from being blinded by the light.

Grimmjow swore as he squinted, finding his way back to the car. He unlocked the door and let Nel in, closing the door before hopping into the driver's seat. Once his eyes adjusted he started the car up and took off.

"I need to get home; Pesche and Dondochakka will be home soon. I need to make sure they made it there safely," she said, looking at the time.

It was a little past noon because of the movie. Her brothers would be home in an hour or so.

"I'm sure they can take care of themselves," he said.

"Yeah but just to be sure," she said.

"Whatever works for you."


They were silent as he drove her home. When they arrived back at her place, Grimmjow followed her up to her apartment and stood there as she opened the door.

"Well, thanks for breakfast and the movie."

"No problem," he shoved his hands in his pockets to keep them from fidgeting.

"I'll see you around then, I guess."

"For a second date," he corrected her.

Nel shifted from one foot to the other, "so that really was a first date?"

"It was apparent, was it not?"

"I suppose, not what I expected."

"Hey, I had to improvise on the spot."

"So what do you have in mind for next time?"

Grimmjow grinned, "so you're not denying a second date?"

"Maybe…maybe not," she teased him.

"Bitch," he growled. "Be ready by six this Thursday night."

"Why Thursday?" she asked, ignoring the 'bitch' remark.

"Because your boss has a tendency to ramble and said that you had better be in to work by tomorrow because instead of having Wednesday and Thursday off, you're just getting off Thursday because of today."

Grimmjow laughed at the expression on her face. Nel's face lit up with anger and she opened her mouth to tell him off but Grimmjow cut her off, covering her mouth with his own. Nel's eyes went wide and her words were muffled against him.

He pulled away and told her to shut up before putting his lips back on hers. Nel's eyes closed as he pulled her up against him, his tongue running against her bottom lip. Nel groaned, her lips moving in sync with his. She pouted with disappointment when he pulled away. She did not want to open her eyes because she knew he would be smirking and looking completely cocky.

When she did open her eyes, she was completely right. Cocky could not even describe the look on his face.

"Thursday at six," he said again.

Nel nodded her head, completely dumbfounded at the moment. Her thoughts were jumbled and her brain was foggy. While Grimmjow was cocky, Nel could be said to be a zombie.

"Okay," she managed to say.

"Later, sweetheart," he said, giving her backside a smack before taking off.

Nel jumped back into reality and rubbed her behind. She really had to bring that up with him on Thursday. But besides all that, the main thing running through her head was 'what the hell just happened,' and why she enjoyed it so damn much.