Ch 21: Should Have Seen It Coming

"Grimmjow."

I rolled over and buried my head into my warm pillow.

"Grimmjow," Nnoitora started to poke me in the side. I let out a growl in acknowledgment hoping he would leave me alone. "It's noon. Do you intend to wake up anytime?"

"No."

"Hmph," Something hard hit against my side making me jerk back into the wall.

"You Ass!" I yelled at him as I tried to catch my breath. My brother looked less then amused as he looked down at me; I had slept in my clothes the night before. "Do you want something or can I go back to sleep?"

He rolled his eyes before he held up a CD case, "Do you know it Ulquiorra has a CD player?"

Sitting up I pushed my hair out of my eyes. "I guess," It then occurred to me how odd the question was. "Why do you wanna know?"

He gave me a look of annoyance and waved the case in front of my face again. "I downloaded some songs he might like."

That seemed like a legit enough reason so I nodded yes and laid back down snuggling into my blankets to try and sleep for a few more minutes.

I was gone before he opened the front door.

-Ulquiorra's viewpoint-

The fridge was full of food but none of it appealed to me. To be honest nothing really appealed to me today since I couldn't get Grimmjow off my mind. Over the past few days I had noticed a change in his personality but until yesterday I had tried to ignore it.

Leaning my head against the cool surface of the fridge I let my eyelids drop, 'What was going on with him?'

The faint footsteps of my mother made me stand in a more normal for as she walked into the room; the usual smile plastered on her face. "Morning Ulquiorra."

"Morning."

It was as if she could tell that my usual dry response was dryer and more lifeless than usual, "Something wrong Dear?"

"….I'm not feeling well." Which was true, with Grimmjow acting strange how could his behavior not affect me?

Mother brushed my bangs from my forehead and felt for a temperature, I wasn't physically sick. "You don't feel warm. Maybe you're just exhausted from the move? Try not to overexert yourself today."

Not like I could if I wanted to, Grimmjow was acting too strange to do anything for me right now.

"I know," My mother suddenly cheered up. "How about we have Chinese food for dinner?"

My one weakness.

A small smile slipped through my blank demeanor. "That would be nice." The doorbell buzzed ending our conversation as Mother went to answer the door.

Her cheerful voice sounded down the hallway followed shortly by another that I think I heard before. I leaned over the counter to see who was coming in the house and saw Grimmjow's brother, 'Why's he here?'

Nnoitora caught sight of me and grinned, "Morning neighbor." Excusing himself from the conversation he had been having with my mother he walked towards me. "I got something for you."

I raised an eyebrow in confusion but he kept smiling at me so gave up trying to understand. "What is it?"

"I made you a CD mix with some songs similar to I Don't Care. Wanna listen?" I just shrugged. There was nothing else for me to do anyways.

Waving my hand at him, I motioned for him to follow me as I headed to my room. Due to his height the older teen had to duck to get through the door.

"Does your height bother you?"

He shrugged so I took that as he's use to the inconveniences that it brought him. I hadn't unearthed my stereo yet so I pulled the closest box towards and started digging. A few minutes later I turned on the mixed tape.

We sat down on my bed and listened as the instrumental part turned into lyrics.

It starts with pain followed by hate
Fueled by the endless questions no one can answer

"It's called World so Cold. You like?" The older boy leaned closer to me but I didn't' budge. It was a nice closeness not a creepy one.

"Yes."

I don't believe men are born to be killers

Nnoitora slumps back in his seat so his back rest against the wall, "So how old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"Hmph. Thought you were younger."

I don't believe the world can't be saved

That annoyed me a bit, yes I was short for my age but I thought a person could see that I was at least a junior. "How old are you then?"

"Eighteen. But to the liquor place down town I'm twenty two." He smiled, like he was proud to be breaking the law and getting away with it.

I too leaned back against the wall, so were close enough that our shoulders would graze each other if we moved.

An innocent child with a thorn in his heart
What kind of world do we live in where love is divided by hate?
Losing control of our feelings we'd almost be dreaming these lives away~

"Last time we talked you said you had a boyfriend. Does he approve of your behavior?" You would think I had told a joke with the way he laughed.

"He approves of many of my habits; besides Tesla likes his liquor. Especially since it usually leads to other fun things."

I get the feeling that he was starting to take the conversation in a strange direction.

I don't believe the world can't be saved

He continued to talk, a smug grin curving his lips, "He's actually really chill about our relationship." Nnoitora laughed, "I could kill someone and he would be right next to me eager to help clean up."

"I don't think that's 'chill'. More like devoted to keeping you out of jail."

There's a sickness inside you that wants to escape~

"Are you that devoted to him?"

The older boy turned towards me, the smile gone. "Why do you ask?"

'Was it that strange of a question?' I just looked at him trying to figure out his reaction.

"Seriously," He leaned into me again but this time I pulled away unsettled by his reaction. "Why do you ask?"

'Why did I ask that?' I had retreated as far as I could on the small space of the bed, with my back pushed again the footboard there was nowhere for me to go; both physically and question wise.

"Well when I first moved in it felt like you were coming on to me," This was uncomfortable. I tried to slip off the bed but one of Nnoitora's long arms was in the way, keeping me in place. "So that's why I want to know."

Never, Never, Never, Never, Never do this again~

I should have seen it coming. I did see it coming but I ignored the obvious signs just like with Grimmjow I didn't want to notice that something had changed and now it was too late.

Nnoitora's hand ghosted over my cheek trapping me from pulling away as his lips pressed against mine. It wasn't like Grimmjows usual forceful and searching kisses that I would receive (besides the one time that I forced him to go quicker but I was pissed off then) this was soft and slow.

And I would be lying if I said I didn't kiss back.

In a world so cold

Raise your hand if you want to kill me. ( Dodges the numerous objects thrown at me)
Yeah a strange and crappy chapter ending but there is a point to it. Pulse it's early for once who knows maybe there will be two chapters this week.

Tesla: A better chapter tile would have been 'What the fuck did she just write'

Kan: Shut up! This was all Grimmjows fault; if he wasn't being a lazy ass then this wouldn't have happened. Song by 12 stones.