Eggnog

"Grimmjow, you're not a comfortable chair."

"If you don't like it get off," Though it was his suggestion Grimmjow kept his arms around me.

The voices inside the house was trailing off as the people inside moved out of the room; great. I thought that we would need to relocate like the group was but the sound of a door opening and the voices getting louder indicated that the group was dispersing.

"They're leaving." Without waiting for Grimmjow to release me I stood up tearing the Sexta's arms from me. Grimmjow stood up grumbling and dusted off the back of his pants as I moved to the end of the wall to watch the leaving groups. Most of the soul reapers were leaving along with the female human and a rather muscular male.

The large group formed into about three and headed off in different directions, from inside the house I felt three spiritual pressures still so I waited till I was sure no one else was leaving before moving out of the shadows.

"You're too cautious Cuarto." Grimmjow came up beside me and grabbed a hold of my hand. It was strange there was no one around us that we would get separated and my hands were not cold so that he needed to keep it warm; why did he feel the need to hold it?

I didn't voice my question though, since it was now night we couldn't blend in with people and needed to move through the shadows to keep from being noticed.

The group that I had been following had shrunk to just the two squad 12 members and the squad 6 lieutenant; the captain had left with the human female. Though I could have handled all four without trouble it just made everything easier.

We followed the group to a small shop that looked rather beat down and not all that strong if a soul reaper was going to start sparing. The group entered the shop and I pulled on Grimmjow's hand making him stop.

"Wait a bit."

My order was followed but not how I would have expected. The Sexta leaned against the nearest building wall and pulled on my arm making me stumble into him. An iron like grasp around my torso kept me squished against his chest. "If I have too wait I need something to keep me entertained."

The Sexta was acting stranger than usual as one of his hands slipped lower so that it rested on my lower back and started to rub. I did not know how to handle this situation and became ridged in place, for some reason the Sexta took this as permission to move his hand lower and grabbed my ass.

The punch that came to his stomach was well deserved in my opinion. Now it just clicked that the last few days Grimmjow had been attempting to bed me only made the punch more deserved; I am asexual.

Now that some time had passed I deemed it fine for us to enter the shop and continue our mission. "Get up bastard."

I crossed the street and was first to enter the shop; the ringing of the bells attached to the door nearly over powered the welcome I was being given.

The small girl at the counter looked as if he would fall asleep at any moment. I'm sure there are child labor laws that are being broken here but I kept my mouth shut and just nodded as a large man with corn rolls entered from the back room.

Shit, I really didn't want to hang around now.

I was about to tell Grimmjow it was time to leave when a spike in spiritual pressure from below us caught my attention. It was faint so there was some kind of field blocking out the pressure.

Though I was able to pretend that I didn't' feel the spike, Grimmjow made it obvious when he looked down at the floor. I could feel the gazes of the two employees.

"Grimm do you want that drink?" I tried to cover up the Sexta's mistake by opening the glass door before us and grabbing a random carton towards the bottom.

"Why the hell would I want that?"

"Well you kept staring at it." I tucked the carton under my arm and headed farther down the row. I think the large man noticed we were acting strangely so I wanted to get out of there quickly. I headed up to the counter and, placing the carton down, got out a wad of cash.

"That's 5.95 sir." The little girl said it so quietly that I barley understood her so I just pulled out a ten and handed it to her.

Grabbing my bag I turned for the door and found that Grimmjow had already left. He better not be planning on trying anything again.

Luckily for him he wasn't and was smart enough to have got to the side of the shop to wait. "Here bastard," I tossed him the bag.

"Thanks dick, after I finish that I'll have this." The Sexta held up another container with an orange like substance in it.

"…Were you really dumb enough to steal from that place."

He shrugged and from below us another spike of spiritual pressure rose up. Since we couldn't get in and see what happening I did the next best thing. Hopefully it would work with my spare body and not rip it.

I stuck my fingers into my left eye socket and received a sharp pain as I pulled out the eye; probably since the organ was now disconnected from me. I pulled out my real eye and opened a small portal to about twenty feet below us. While I was doing this Grimmjow had opened the carton I had bought and was drinking from it.

"This shits kinda good."

The Sexta handed me the container and sniffed it, smelling the cream.

I took a sip and then another, it was thick and didn't' really have a taste that I could place. "Eggnog…..Strange name."

Yeah not really all that focused on the nog but it was useful in its own way and Grimmjow's sticky fingers strike again!