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Orihime's P.O.V.
~ Chapter 8
We arrived in Kyoto at exactly 10:40am. The whole afternoon will be part one of the Kyoto tour that was included for our trip. Tomorrow would be the part two and day three would be a free day for us to shop or tour more of the city and whatnot. We stayed in a hotel in the city, and since Kyoto had traditional-looking buildings, you would really feel that you were taken back in time to late Japan. It was amazing; I'm glad Renji planned this for us.
After we finished retouching at the hotel, we met up downstairs and waited for the tour guide and also the other people who were included in the tour.
Our first stop was the Kyoto International Manga Museum. Rukia was fascinated by everything in the museum and dragged Renji along wherever she went. Chad and Uryu accompanied me since I was always left behind, being busy looking at the really old mangas they had displayed in the museum.
Once we finished the museum tour, we headed out for lunch before going to our last destination.
"I never knew manga existed in the late 1900's," Rukia mentioned as she took a bite of her sashimi.
"I was quite interesting," Uryu said as he was reading something he bought from the museum. Chad nodded without saying anything.
Renji put his hands behind his head and grinned, "Well, aren't you guys glad I planned this out?"
Rukia wrapped her arms around him, "Yes, yes we are."
I giggled, "Thanks Renji-kun for having this awesome idea."
Renji stuck his nose in the air, "Hah! You're welcome, you're welcome!"
"Don't get all high and mighty now," Uryu commented.
As soon as we finished the day one of the tour, we were taken back to our hotel.
"Tomorrow will be the day two of the tour, everyone! Please be ready before 10am," our tour guide―Ayako, as I recall―told us.
Rukia and I stayed in one room together, while Renji, Uryu and Chad stayed in the room next door.
Rukia plopped down on her bed, "Today was really fun, I have to say."
I smiled, "Yeah, it was. I can't wait for tomorrow though."
She turned over and looked at me, "Whadaya wanna do now?"
I thought for a moment, and I immediately thought of him. It's only been a day and I missed the sound of his voice and his presence. I felt a blush creep up my cheeks and I was hoping Rukia wouldn't—
"Why are you blushing?"
"E-eh?"
She pointed at me, "Your cheeks are red. Why?"
I looked away, blushing even more now that she caught me, "N-nothing!"
The raven haired girl sat up straight, "Tell me."
"I," I swallowed, "You wouldn't wanna know."
She scoffed, "Orihime, I'm your friend; I would always be interested in what you would tell me."
I didn't say anything, which was probably the worse idea.
Her small hands were on me, tickling me around my stomach area. I couldn't hold back the laughter and I felt my stomach harden as she continued.
"C'mon! Tell me Orihime! I won't stop!" she yelled.
I continued to laugh; I felt beads of tears forming at the corners of my eyes, I couldn't take it anymore.
"Okay! Okay!" and her hands removed from my stomach.
I sat up and looked at her, "I was just thinking about…errr, Grimmjow."
She raised an eyebrow, "That's it?"
I nodded slowly.
She laughed, "Man, I knew you liked the guy!"
"N-no! I don't like him at all!"
"Really, well, how come you and him always say sweet things to each other?"
"We're just really close friends, that's all."
Rukia playfully rolled her eyes, "Friends don't say sweet things to each other Orhime, unless you like each other."
Like each other? Me liking Grimmjow and him liking me? It sounded impossible. But I couldn't deny the feeling I always had whenever he looked at me, talked to me or even stood near me. I never thought that I would get this close with him. And because of him, I was starting to forget about Ichigo.
No matter how many times I tell myself that I don't have feelings for him, deep down, I know I do. I know I like Grimmjow, I know I like being around with him, and I know that I want to be more than friends with him.
It's just that…maybe he doesn't have the same feelings as I do. Maybe he's just really good at this kind of stuff—making other people fall for you without liking that person back. I didn't know. That's why I didn't want to tell Grimmjow himself my true feelings for him. I was afraid I would lose him.
I mean, it's better to act all lovey-dovey with someone than get hurt if you're actually serious with that person…right?
"Grimmjow wouldn't like someone like me," I told her.
"And why not?" she questioned.
"He has high standards, I know it."
"Well, you wouldn't know if you didn't tell him."
That's what I was afraid of. I was afraid to tell him. I wouldn't know if he would feel the same way or not. I sighed.
Knock knock.
Rukia stood up and opened the door, "What's up?"
Renji entered the room, "The guys wanna go out to eat, you girls comin'?"
"Sure," Rukia said and I nodded.
Grimmjow's P.O.V.
The first thing that woke me up was the pain that was coming from my head. Damn, my head was pounding, like it wanted to break out of my skull or something. I tried to get up, but it was no use. I looked around the room and saw clothes all over the place and cans of beer lying on the floor.
What the hell happened last night?
My phone rang, I was expecting it to be her but as soon as I saw the caller I.D., my face turned into a scowl, "What do you want?"
"At least try to sound like you're happy that I called ya," Nnoitra said.
I sighed, what could he possibly want? "If you're throwing another party, I'm not going."
"Such a shame…but, I already invited people to go to your place tonight."
My eye twitched, and before I could react, he hung up. What the fuck was Nnoitra thinking? Planning one of his stupid parties at my place? How could he have the nerve to do that? One thing's for sure, I'm not letting anyone pass through that door tonight, no one.
Loud rock music was playing all throughout my condo. The room was hot and it reeked with sweat and beer at the same time. I vowed to myself that I wouldn't let any of this happen, and I failed.
I took another beer from the cooler that Nnoitra brought over and I couldn't' remember how many cans I had already, hell, I was drunk already.
I looked around the room full of strangers for Nnoitra. Geez, if he wanted to throw a party, it would have been better if he invited people that I actually knew. God, I barely even knew anyone from this room, kinda confused me when someone would go up to me and act like we've known each other for ages. I sure hate people who act like they're my friends and all. I walked around, still searching for the bastard, until someone pulled me to join a game of beer pong.
I didn't know how long I've been playing, but someone was starting to turn the room upside-down. I fell on my knees, smiling to myself. I think someone was calling my name. I looked around and saw a girl with long auburn hair.
"Orihime…?" I was confused, why was she here? I thought she was in Kyoto. I stood up, wobbling and made my way towards her. She smiled at me and boy, did I miss that smile. I wanted to run to her, have her in my arms and inhale that sweet scent she always had. Then something hard hit my face. Was it a hand? I was too drunk to tell.
I looked up to see what hit my face.
"Get away from my girlfriend!" the stranger yelled as he took the girl in his arms.
Girlfriend? I looked up to the girl who I thought was Orihime, instead it was another girl who didn't look like her at all. I was hallucinating?
"Alright you guys, party's over," Nnoitra said as the turned off the loud music. I heard a lot of people complaining that they didn't want to leave yet, but they did after they received some playful threats coming from Szayel.
Nnoitra and Szayel looked down at me, "W-what the hell are you g-guys staring at?" Szayel shook his head and turned to Nnoitra, "Don't you think you've gone a bit too far this time?"
Nnoitra chuckled, "I never go too far for my right-hand man."
Szayel sighed, "Whatever. I'm leaving now." I looked over to Nnoitra who was making his way to me, "You're a b-bastard, you know that?"
Nnoitra rolled his eyes as he helped me stand on my feet, "You say that everytime. S'not my fault you get drunk only after 5 cans of beers."
Now, that's going to be the first and last time I'll ever let Nnoitra throw a party at my place.
I walked out to the living room, and saw that it was a wreck. Beer cans were everywhere, it smelled awful and I'm pretty sure someone vomited around the kitchen area. I sighed to myself. I didn't know how long this was gonna take. But as soon as I finish, I'm going to beat Nnoitra's ass.
But at least I can keep myself occupied for today; she's not coming back until tomorrow anyways.
AN: I wasn't really satisfied with this chapter. I started to regret mentioning Kyoto. Ugh, I had a hard time with this chapter, but I hope you guys like it.
Also, I put Grimmjow's POV since I'm sure you guys wouldn't want this chapter to be all about Kyoto and all. Haha.
I assure you that better chapters will come. (:
