"You saved my life, once. If you can't accept my feelings, at least let me repay you that debt."
He chanced a glance at her eyes; he could easily tell that she wasn't lying. She was exhausted, probably not helped by the fact that he was an ass. She'd chased him down, and he'd yelled at her. He wasn't one to feel bad (about anything, really), but in this case he felt as if he should. But as much as it pissed him off, she was right. She owed him, and he didn't want her to have that on her conscience. (Plus, if he'd been listening to that small voice in his mind, he found it quite appealing that she owed him.)
So he nodded. "How far is it back to the shrine?" he questioned; embarrassed that for the first time, he realized he ran without paying attention to landmarks or distances. In Hueco Mundo, that was an easy way to get one's self killed.
Ami pointed to the north. "It's four blocks that way, but-"
Any words she might have uttered were cut off as he swept into Sonido, his strong arms sweeping her up as he broke speed barriers, the wind whipping past them at incredibly quick speeds. Just for a moment, he felt free from all of it; the woman in his arms lightweight, nothing that his invincible body couldn't handle.
What she probably didn't know was that they didn't immediately go to the shrine, as he passed it a few times. But, if she had been listening carefully, she would've heard the quiet "sorry" as they touched down in front of the shrine. Grimmjow set her down as he looked up to the harsh unforgiving eyes of Rei Hino.
And he swallowed his pride, if only because he wanted to know the answer.
"Please, help me."
A short chapter, and for that I apologize. I've been sick, and I know my co-author has been waiting on me. Don't hate me too much, but this is where Grimmjow wanted to go today.
~dwr
