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~Ace
Chapter 9: Falling
*Kira's P.o.V.*
"Are we there yet?" I whine, getting tired of being carried around for god knows how long. Even though I had told Grimmjow that I had two feet and a heartbeat, he was still adamant about carrying me; grumbling something about how I would run away if he put me down.
At my continued pestering, Grimmjow lets out a low growl, the action rumbling inside his chest. "Would you just shut up? Or else I'm going to throw you into the Menos Forest and leave you there to rot." Grimmjow threatens, his expression blank.
My eyes widen slightly at his statement; he wouldn't do that, would he? Instead of keeping my thoughts to myself, I voice my concern. "You wouldn't." I state in disbelief, still staring at his expressionless face.
"I am the bad guy, you know." He replies, a casual grin working its way onto his lips.
At his remark, a snort of laughter escapes me before I can stop it. "You - a bad guy? Please! You're just a harmless little fly." I joke easily. I quickly regret my words the moment after I say them. Instead of him laughing at my little joke, Grimmjow finds it more hilarious to hang me upside down.
"What was that?" Grimmjow questions, smirking evilly at me as he tightens his grip on my legs so as not drop me; well, I hoped that was what he was doing.
"Grimmjow! Put me down." I exclaim while thrashing my arms around wildly. I try to squirm out of his grip but he was holding to tightly. Damn him for being stronger than I am.
"Now why would I do that after you insulted me? The Menos Forest is sounding quite pleasing right now." Grimmjow states.
Sighing, I look up at him with pleading eyes. "Please, just put me down." I beg, hoping that he would listen.
"You're going to have to try harder than that."
Another sigh escapes my lips as I cross my arms over my chest in defiance - and to keep my shirt from falling downwards. When the smirk on Grimmjow's lips doesn't go away, I know that I had to quit being so stubborn and just give up. "What do you want?"
His smirk brightens, and becomes more devious, at my question. "So nice of you to ask."
"You don't need to be an ass about it." I mutter under my breath, quickly getting fed up with his smart-ass remarks.
"Do you want to hang upside down for the rest of eternity?" He challenges, to which my reply is a quick shake of my head. "Well, then shut up and listen to my offer.""Fine, go on." I wave my hand, urging him to continue. The faster we negotiated, the faster I would be back on my feet; I was starting to get light-headed and it so did not feel good.
"You will owe me a favour later on. I won't tell you what or when, until the time I wish to collect. Do we have a deal?" He proposes, holding me up higher so we were eye to eye.
I consider the pros and cons of his proposal before nodding slowly. "Put me down, now."
"We have to seal it with a kiss." Grimmjow taunts, grinning wildly at me with his teeth glistening in the light.
"Piss off and put me down." I hiss, glaring at him. He just laughs and complies, flipping me over easily and setting me on my feet.
"Happy now?"
"Very much so." I grumble as I rub at my eyes, trying to remove the blackness that you get when you stand up to fast. "Can you please just take me to my room?"
Grimmjow shakes his head and grabs my wrist, pulling me after him once he starts walking again. "No, I want to show you something and I'm bored so we're going to have fun."
"You're so stubborn." I mumble as I fumble after him, trying to keep up with his long strides.
"I know."
"You can open you're eyes now." I hear Grimmjow say, his hands moving from around my waist and eyes.
Slowly, I open one eye, which was quickly followed by the other once I catch sight of what was in front of me. It was absolutely the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
"Where are we?" I ask as I let my eyes scan over the view before me; I was definitely still in Hueco Mundo but the view was breathtaking. The full orb that was the moon was the only thing in the sky, casting its luminance on the sandy ground hundreds of feet below us.
"The top of the tower where my room is located." He states, his eyes just as fixed on the sky as mine where. A comfortable silence befalls us as we both watch the sight in front of us. After a few moments, I spare a glance at Grimmjow to see that he was looking right back at me.
He gives me a soft smile - which seemed odd for him - before turning his eyes back to the sky. "I come up here sometimes, when I get too fed up with everything that goes on here."
Nodding, I sit down on the roof and rest my hands behind me. "I can see why; it's so calm and peaceful up here. Almost like your own personal getaway from life."
Grimmjow grunts in response and sits down next to me quietly. We lapse back into silence for a few minutes until Grimmjow clears his throat, successfully breaking the quite. "Do you miss your home?" He asks suddenly, turning to face me.
It takes me a few seconds to register his question and formulate an answer; his question definitely caught me off guard. "Well, yeah. It is my home, but I guess I gotta get used to be here, right?"
"Yeah, I guess." Grimmjow laugh softly, seemingly satisfied with my answer for he drops the subject. At least for a few minutes, that is. His next question surprises me even more than the first. "Would you go back if you could?""You mean to the World of the Living?"
Grimmjow nods, giving me a simple, "Yeah." in response.
I just sigh and pull my knees closer to my chest, resting my chin on my kneecaps. "I really don't know." I reply honestly. It was true though, I didn't know if I wanted to return. I might end up liking it here and I had already gotten to know Grimmjow so well, I don't think I could just leave even if I did have the opportunity.
"Don't you have family there though? Won't they miss you?" He questions, his voice soft as speaks, totally cracking the bad boy image he was trying to uphold.
"The only people that I can come close to calling family are Ichigo and Kisuke. Everyone in my family is dead." I state bluntly, not bothering to sugar coat it; I didn't feel the need to with Grimmjow, which was odd because with most people I wouldn't even tell them that part.
Another silence fills the air, this one much heavier than the previous few. I start to get uncomfortable with Grimmjow's unresponsiveness, but lucky he takes it upon himself to save us both from the awkwardness.
"Enough with the depressing talk." Grimmjow instructs as he stands up and starts stretching his muscles. My eyes travel down to his stomach and watch intently as the muscles ripple under his movements. Shaking my head, I quickly avert my gaze and stand up as well. "What do you suggest we do?" I ask innocently, glad to be doing something other than talking about depressing matters.
He seems to ponder over my question for a good few seconds before he grins wildly. "I want to try something. Come here." He orders, holding his hand out to me.
Hesitantly, I place my small hand in his large and calloused one. Grimmjow flashes his teeth at me in a smirk before he looks over the edge of the roof, then back at me. "Do you trust me?"
I quirk an I eyebrow at him. "No." My response was instant, but I quickly change my words. "Maybe."
Grimmjow just shakes his head and pulls me towards him, earning a gasp from me when I collide with his hard chest. He releases my hand and wraps his arms around my back and waist. "Well, you're going to have to so you better hold on tight."
I look up at him confused as I wriggle in his grip, trying to move my arms a bit so they weren't squished against his chest. "What are you-" Before I can get the whole sentence out of my mouth, we are being propelled over the side of the building.
My first reaction was to scream, which I did. My second was to find something to cling onto as tightly as I could, which I also did. As fast as I could, I wrap my arms around Grimmjow's neck and bury my face in his shoulder.
"I won't let you fall." He whispers into my ear, his hot breath tickling it. Slowly, I pull away from his neck and stare at him. "Promise?" I ask, knowing that my question was childish but still asking it anyway.
"Promise." He replies, grinning at me. Returning a grin of my own, I force my slowly subsiding fear away fully and milk this experience for all it was worth.
It was exhilarating, to say the least. The feel of the icy wind brushing against my bare skin and the warmth radiating off Grimmjow's chest that was pressing up against me; I couldn't have been happier.
I am quickly dragged from my thoughts when I realize that we had just jumped off a building. Moreover, beneath buildings was the ground. Ground was solid. Panic rises up in me and I start squirming in Grimmjow's arms, twisting my neck as far as it could go only to see that the ground was fast approaching.
"Grimmjow. We're going to die if we don't stop." I exclaim, trying to get out of his grip. If I could do that, then I could land safely.
"No, we won't." He insists, tightening his hold on me. I go to protest more but Grimmjow shuts me up with a hard look. "Just trust me." I nod carefully, completely scared out of my wits. Taking up my previous position, I hold onto Grimmjow with more force than necessary and bury my face into the collar of his jacket.
My eyes squeeze together tighter and I tighten my grip around his neck, as I feel us closing in on the ground. I brace myself for the feel of the hard ground, but instead I feel something soft and feathery below me. It takes me a few seconds to open my eyes, but when I do, I see Grimmjow grinning down at me.
I whip my head to the side, my eyes taking in the new surroundings. We were in a bedroom and by the look on Grimmjow's face, I was guessing it was his room. "What was that?" I ask, staring up at him with wide eyes, still shell shocked from the whole experience.
"Oh, you mean jumping off the roof?" He questions as he rests his arms on either side of my head.
"No, I meant how did we get in here. A moment ago, we were outside and about to become road kill. Now where lying on an extremely comfortable bed indoors."
"It's a prototype thing that Szayel gave me a while back. He wanted me to try it out and I thought this would be the perfect time." He explains, his fingers picking up a piece of my hair.
"How did you know it would work?"
This earns me a little laugh and a small smirk from Grimmjow. "I didn't."
It takes me a few seconds to register what he said, but when I do, I become furious. "You what? You didn't know?"
"Hey, it's only the second time I've used it! And last time it was just me and even then I still got a few cut and scrapes." Grimmjow quickly says, defending his actions.
"So what? You still could have killed us!" I protest, still not acknowledging the fact that he was currently laying on top of me.
"If I say I'm sorry, will you forgive me?" He questions, his look softening at my outburst. He must think I'm actually mad at him for this. I mean, at first I was but now that I think about it, it was quite fun.
"Maybe." I reply, drawling out the word, ending it with a cute little smirk.
"Maybe? That won't do." He laughs and starts tickling at my waist. A string of laughter starts pouring from my lips and I begin to wriggle around underneath him.
"Grimmjow. Grimmjow, stop." I plead between giggles, trying to push him off me but failing miserably. Even though we were probably at the same power level, he was about twice my size and weighed much more than I did.
"Ask nicely." Grimmjow demands, pushing his fingers rougher against my sides.
"Please!" I admit quickly, closing my eyes to keep the tears prickling at my eyes from being tickled so much in.
"Fine." And the tickling stopped. Taking a few deep breaths to calm myself down, I soon open my eyes to which I am greeted by two cerulean orbs. A small gasp escapes my lips at how close Grimmjow was to my face.
"Grimmjow?" I whisper, the word barely squeaking out from between my lips.
The man above me smirks lightly, his eyes flicking between my eyes and my lips before settling back onto my eyes. "Yes?" He replies easily, not at all affected by how close we were.
Gulping down my nervousness, I gather up my courage and steady my voice. "What do you think you're doing?" I murmur, my mind screaming at him to just kiss me or do something already.
Grimmjow returns my question with a grin, and then breathes out a husky reply. "Oh, nothing." As if he was reading my thoughts, I could feel his fingers dancing along my hip before they began trailing upwards, across my bare sides and up my ribcage before trailing back down. The slow friction caused by his magic fingers was resulting in a groan of agonizing anticipation to bubble up in my throat, but I quickly repressed it.
"Nothing you say?" I question, taking it upon myself to participate in his little game. Moving my hand from where it was resting beside me, I begin sliding my fingers across his lower abdomen and then slowly running them further up, just barely missing his hollow hole, until my hand was pressed flush against his hard chest.
Our little game went on for a few more moments before it became too much for both of us. Taking initiative, I reach my hand up and grasp the back of his neck. "Just kiss me already." I huff out, my cheeks tinged with a slight pink from the way his hands were running over my body.
A small smirk forms on Grimmjow's face at my blunt request but he quickly complies, his lips darting down to capture mine. It was slow at first, with me almost moaning at the way he moved his lips against mine. Shocks were running through my body at the simple contact and I couldn't contain myself any longer, the soft moan slipping out.
Above me, a hearty chuckle fills the air but I quickly silence it by closing the small distance between our mouths again. As if it was the most natural thing on the planet, my hands begin doing what they please, running through his hair and then beginning to pull his jacket off his shoulders.
Once that article of unwanted clothing was out of the way, my fingers scrapped down his back, which gained me a full-blown moan from his mouth. It was now my turn to smirk proudly. Just as things were starting to get carried away, Grimmjow pulls away and rests our foreheads together, brushing a stray piece of hair out of my face.
"I've wanted to do that again since the first time I kissed you." He admits, grinning sheepishly down at me.
"And I thought you said that it was a mistake." I tease as I run my hands across his chest and down his arms.
He smirks and sits up, pulling me with him and into his lap. "Well, I lied." Was his answer before he forcefully crashes his lips onto mine.
Things get going again and he starts trailing his lips away from my mouth, down my jaw and towards my neck, focusing on a particular spot of skin. I never knew one small action on a single spot could get such a reaction from me, but boy was I missing out.
Another moan floats from my throat before I can stop it and I can practically feel the smirk on Grimmjow's face. "Hey, Grimmjow?" I mumble breathlessly, trying to focus on something other than the way his hands and mouth felt on my body.
"Mm?" He replies, leaving a hot trail of butterfly kisses as he makes his way back towards my mouth.
"I think I'm winning the challenge." I whisper unevenly as he nibbles at a spot below my jaw.
Grimmjow stops and looks up at me, locking his eyes onto mine. "Who said I wasn't winning as well?" He retorts, grinning widely before returning to his much-appreciated task. With a deep sigh, I grab his face and bring it back to mine, catching his lips.
"Don't talk, just kiss." I order between kisses.
"Yes ma'am."
If this was how things were going to be around here from now on, I could definitely get used to being here. I smirk to myself as I get lost in the moment, completely ignoring the world around me.